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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=455553" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To The Right Honourable John Barber, Esq; Lord Mayor Of London, On Committing One Of My Sons To His Care.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=455553" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">To the late King of Britain a Savage was brought,<br>Which wild in the Woods of Germania was caught.<br>This Present so princely was train'd up with Care;<br>And knew how to eat, and to jump, and to stare;<br>The Beaux, and the Belles, beheld it with Joy;<br>And at Court the high Mode was to see the Wild Boy.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=455553" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Reflecting on this, with a politic View,<br>I determin'd to send such a Present to You.<br>In the Wilds of Hibernia this Boy was beset,<br>And caught (as the Natives are there) in a Net:<br>The Creature has Sense, and, in my Eyes, is pretty,<br>With Talents to make a good Man in the City;<br>Industrious, and orderly, prudent, and smart,<br>And not too much Conscience, nor too little Art;<br>Not scrup'lous, but honest, a Heart set on Gain,<br>Whose highest Ambition is fix'd on the Chain.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=455553" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">From You may he copy to wear it with Glory;<br>Like You, in Return--be honour'd in Story.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Mary+Barber">Mary Barber</a></strong></div>