Written for my Son, to some of the Fellows of the College, who took care of the School in his Master's Absence.

Written for my Son, to some of the Fellows of the College, who took care of the School in his Master's Absence.

We of late had a terrible Rout in our House; If I happen'd to speak, I was sure of a Souse. My Mamma had the Tooth-ach, and I felt the Smart — O Steel, I for ever will value thy Art: Both Children, and Servants, to thee are beholden; Let them do what they would, they were sure of a Scolding. Athenians, I humbly beseech you, explain, Why the Tongue cannot rest, when the Teeth are in Pain.