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(And little fure imported to remove,
To hunt for Truth in Maudlin's learned grove.)
But knottier points we knew not half so well,
Depriv'd os foon of our paternal Cell;
And certain Laws, by fuff'rers thought unjust, бо
Deny'd all posts of profit or of truft:
Hopes after hopes of pious Papifts fail'd,
While mighty William's thund'ring arm prevail'd.
For Right Hereditary tax'd and fin'd,
He stuck to poverty with peace of mind;

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And me, the Muses help'd to undergo it;
Convi&t a Papift he, and I a Poet.
But (thanks to Homer) since I live and thrive,
Indebted to no Prince or Peer alive,
Sure I should want the care of ten Monroes,

70 If I would scribble, rather than repose.

& Years following years, fteal something ev'ry day, At last they steal us from ourselves away;

Atque inter filvas Academi quaerere verum.
Dura sed emovere loco me tempora grato;
Civilisque rudem belli tulit aeftus in arma,
Caefaris Augufti non responsura lacertis.
Unde fimul primum me dimisere Philippi,
Decifis humilem pennis, inopemque paterni
Et laris et fundi, paupertas impulit audax
Ut versus facerem : fed, quod non defit, habentem,
Quae poterunt unquam satis expurgare cicutae,
Ni melius dormire putem, quam scribere versus ?

& Singula de nobis anni praedantur euntes ;

NOT S.

VÆR. 70. Monroes,] Dr. Monroe, Phyfician to Bedlam Hospital.

VER. 73. Ai laf i bey ftea! us from ourselves away;] i. c. Time changes all our pafsions, appetites, and inclinations.

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me do?

In one our Frolics, one Amusements end,
In one a Mistress drops, in one a Friend :

75 This subtle Thief of life, this paltry Time, What will it leave me, if it snatch my rhyme ? If ev'ry wheel of that unweary'd Mill, That' turn'd ten thousand verses, now stands ftill ? h But after all, what would have

80 When out of twenty I can please not two ; When this Heroics only deigns to praise, Sharp Satire that, and that Pindaric lays ? One likes the Pheasant's wing, and one the leg; The vulgar boil, the learned roast an egg. Hard talk! to hit the palate of such guests, When Oldfield loves, what Dartineuf detests.

grant I may relapse, for want of grace, Again to rhyme: can London be the place ? Who there his Mufe, or felf, or soul attends, go In crowds, and courts, law, business, feasts, and friends? My counsel sends to execute a deed : A Poet begs me I will hear him read :

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Eripuere jocos, venerem, convivia, ludum ;
Tendunt extorquere poemata. quid faciam vis?

Denique non omnes eadem mirantur amantque.
Carmine tu gaudes : hic delectatur iambis ;
Ille Bioneis sermonibus, et sale nigro.
Tres mihi convivae prope dissentire videntur,
Poscentes vario multum diversa palato.
Quid dem? quid non dem ? renuis quod tu, jubet alter:
Quod petis, id fane eft inv.sum acidumque duobus.

Praeter caetera me Romaene poemata censes Scribere poffe, inter tot curas totque

labores ? Hic sponsum vocat, hic auditum scripta, reliétis Omnibus officiis : cubat hic in colle Quirini,

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In Palace-yard at nine you'll find me there-
At ten for certain, Sir, in Bloomfb'ry square- 95
Before the Lords at cwelve my Cause comes on -
There's a Rehearsal, Sir, exact at one.-
“ Oh but a Wic can ftudy in the freets,
“ And raise his mind above the mob he meets.”
Not quite so well however as one ought;
A hackney-coach may chance to spoil a thought;
And then a nodding beam, or pig of lead,
God knows, may hurt the very ableft head.
Have you not seen, at Guildhall's narrow pass,
Two Aldermen dispute it with an Ass?

105 And Peers give way, exalted as they are, Ev'n to their own S-r-V.-nce in a Car?

k Go, lofty Poet! and in fuch a crowd, Sing thy fonorous verfe-but not aloud. Alas! to Grottoes and to Groves we run,

110 To ease and flence, ev'ry Mufe's son: Blackmore himself, for any grand effort, Would drink and doze at Tooting or Earl's-Court.

Hic extremo in Aventino; visendus uterque.
Intervalla vides humane commoda. so Verum
“ Purae funt plateae, nihil ut meditantibus obftet."
Festinat calidus mulis gerulisque redemtor :
Torquet nunc lapidem, nunc ingens machina tignum:
Triftia robustis luctantur funera plauftris :
Hac rabiosa fugit canis, hac lutulenta ruit sus.
* I nunc, et versus tecum meditare canoros.
Scriptorum chorus omnis amat nemus, et fugit urbes,
Rite cliens Bacchi, fomno gaudentis et ámbra.

NOT E S.

VER. 104. Have you not seen, etc.] The satirical pleafantry of this image, and the humorous manner of representing it, raises the imitation, in this place, far above the original.

VER. 113. Would drink and doze, etc.] This has not the deli. çacy, for it wants the elegant ambiguity, of

How fall I rhyme in this eternal roar ?
How match the bards whom none e'er match'd before?

1 The Man; who, ftretch'd in Ifis' calm retreat, 116
To books and study gives sev’n years complete,
See! ftrow'd with learned duft, his nightcap on,
He walks, an object new beneath the sun! 119
The boys flock round him, and the people stare :
So stiff, so mute! some statue you would swear,
Stept from its pedestal to take the air !
And here, while town, and court, and city roars,
With mobs, and duns, and soldiers, at their doors;
Shall I, in London, act this idle part ?

125 Composing songs, for Fools to get by heart?

The Temple late two brother Sergeants faw, Who deem'd each other Oracles of Law

; With equal talents, these congenial fouls, 129 One lull'd th' Exchequer, and one ftunnid the Rolls;

Tu me inter ftrepitus nocturnos atque diurnos
Vis canere, et contracta fequi vestigia vatum ?

Ingenium, fibi quod vacuas desumfit Athenas,
Et ftudiis annos feptem dedit, infenuitque
Libris et curis, ftatua taciturnius exit
Plerumque, et risu populum quatit; hic ego rerum
Fluctibus in mediis, et tempeftatibus urbis,
Verba lyrae motura sonum connectere digner ?

m Fra:er erat Romae consulti rhetor ; ut alter Alterius sermone meros audiret honores :

Ν ο Τ Ε 8.

Rite cliens Bacchi, fomno gaudentis et umbra; where the intemperance of Poets is not the obvious, but the secret meaning. For Bacchus was the patron of the Drama as well as of the Bottle : and sleep was courted for inspiration, as well as to relieve a debauch.

Ibid. Tooting-Earl's-Court.] Two villages within a few miles of London,

Book II. Each had a gravity would make you split, And shook his head at Murray, as a Wit. 'Twas, “Sir, your law''-and Sir, your eloquence," “ Yours, Cowper's en anner-and yours, Talbot's sense.” Thus we dispose of all poetic merit,

135 Yours Milton's genius, and mine Homer's spirit. Call Tibbald Shakespear, and he'll swear the Nine, Dear Cibber! never match'd one Ode of thine. Lord! how we strut thro' Merlin's Cave, to see No Poets there, but Stephen, you, and me. 140 Walk with respect behind, while we at ease Weave laurel Crowns, and take what names we please. “ My dear Tibullus !" if that will not do, “ Let me be Horace, and be Ovid you: Or, I'm content, allow me Dryden's strains, 145 “ And you fall rise up Otway for your pains."

Gracchus ut hic illi foret; huic ut Mucius ille.
Quî minus argutos vexat furor ifte poetas i
* Carmina compono, hic elegos ; mirabile visu,
Caelatumque novem Mufis opus aspice primum,
Quanto cum faftu, quanto molimine circum-
spectemus vacuam Romanis vatibus aedem.
Mox etiam (fi forte vacas) fequere, et procul audi,
Quid ferat, et quare fibi nectat uterque coronam.
Caedimur et totidem plagis confumimus hoftem,
Lento Samnites ad lumina prima duello.
Discedo Alcaeus puncto illius ; ille meo quis ?
Quis, nisi Callimachus ? fi plus adpofcere vifus ;
Fit Mimnermus, et optivo cognomine crescit.

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VER. 132. And book his bead at Murray, as a Wit.). It is the filly confolation of blockheads in all professions, that he, whom nature has formed to excel, does it not by his superior knowledge, but his wit: and so they keep themselves in countenance as not fairly outdone, but only outwitted.

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