A Curious Statue, we are told, <br />Is priz'd above its Weight in Gold; <br />If the fair Form the Hand confess <br />Of Phidias, or Praxiteles: <br />But if the Artist could inspire <br />The smallest Spark of heav'nly Fire, <br />Tho' but enough to make it walk, <br />Salute the Company, or talk; <br />This would advance the Price so high, <br />What Prince were rich enough to buy? <br />Such if Hibernia could obtain, <br />She sure would give it to the Dean: <br />So to her Patriot should she pay <br />Her Thanks upon his natal Day. <br /> <br />A richer Present I design, <br />A finish'd Form, of Work divine, <br />Surpassing all the Power of Art, <br />A thinking Head, and grateful Heart, <br />An Heart, that hopes, one Day, to show <br />How much we to the Drapier owe. <br /> <br />Kings could not send a nobler Gift; <br />A meaner were unworthy Swift.<br /><br />Mary Barber<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/on-sending-my-son-as-a-present-to-dr-swift-dean-of-st-patrick-s-on-his-birth-day/
