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" But thou, should tempting villany present
All Marlb'rough hoarded, or all Villiers spent,
Turn from the glitt'ring bribe thy scornful eye,
Nor sell for gold, what gold could never buy,
The peaceful Number, self-approving day,
Unsullied fame, and conscience ever gay.

12 The cheated nation's happy fav’rites, see!
Mark whom the great caress, who frown on me!
London! the needy villain's gen’ral home,
The common-Tewer of Paris, and of Rome ;
With eager thirst, by folly or by fate,
Sucks in the dregs of each corrupted state.
Forgive my transports on a theme like this,
" I cannot bear a French metropolis.

" Illustrious EDWARD! from the realms of day,
The land of heroes and of saints survey;
Nor hope the British lineaments to trace,
The rustick grandeur, or the surly grace,
But lost in thoughtless ease, and empty show,
Behold the warrior dwindled to a beau ;
Sense, freedom, piety, refin'd away,
Of France the mimick, and of Spain the prey.

All that at home no more can beg or steal, Or like a gibber better than a wheel ;

Tanti tibi non sit opaci
Omnis arena Tagi, quodque in mare volvitur aurum,
Ut fomno careas. -

" Quæ nunc divitibus gens acceptiflima noftris,
Et quos præcipue fugiam, properabo fateri.

13 Non poffum ferre, Quirites, Græcam urbem.

14 Rusticus ille tuus fumit trechedipna, Quirine, Et ceromatico fert niceteria collo.


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Hiss'd from the stage, or hooted from the court,
Their air, their dress, their politicks import;
" Obsequious, artful, voluble and gay,
On Britain's fond credulity they prey.
No gainful trade their industry can ’scape,

They sing, they dance, clean shoes, or cure a clap:
All sciences a fasting Monsieur knows,
And bid him go to hell, to hell he goes.

17 Ah! what avails it, that, from Nav'ry far,
I drew the breath of life in English air;
Was early taught a Briton's right to prize,
And lisp the tale of Henry's victories;
If the gullid conqueror receives the chain,
And flattery prevails when arms are vain?

Studious to please, and ready to submit,
The supple Gaul was born a parasite:
Still to his int'rest true, where'er he goes,
Wit, brav'ry, worth, his lavish tongue bestows;
In ev'ry face a thousand graces shine,
From ev'ry tongue flows harmony divine.
19 These arts in vain our rugged natives try,
Strain out with fault'ring diffidence a lie,
And get a kick for awkward flattery.




Ingenium velox, audacia perdita, fermo

16 Augur, fchænobates, medicus, magus: omnia novit, Græculus efuriens, in cælum, jufferis, ibit.

" Ufque adeo nihil eft, quod nostra infantia cælum Hausit Aventini?

18 Quid? quod adulandi gens prudentiffima, laudat Sermonem indocti, faciem deformis amici?

19 Hæc eadem licet & nobis laudare : sed illis Creditur.



Besides, with justice, this discerning age
Admires their wond'rous talents for the stage :

Well may they venture on the mimick's art,
Who play from morn to night a borrow'd part;
Practis'd their master's notions to embrace,
Repeat his maxims, and reflect his face;
With ev'ry wild absurdity comply,
And view each object with another's eye ;
To shake with laughter ere the jest they hear,
To pour at will the counterfeited tear;
And as their patron hints the cold or heat,
To shake in dog-days, in December sweat.

How, when competitors like these contend,
Can surly virtue hope to fix a friend?
Slaves that with serious impudence beguile,
And lie without a blush, without a smile ;
Exalt each trifle, ev'ry vice adore,
Your taste in snuff, your judgment in a whore;
Can Balbo’s eloquence applaud, and swear
He gropes his breeches with a monarch's air.

For arts like these preferr'd, admir'd, caress’d, They first invade your table, then your breast;

Explore your secrets with insidious art, Watch the weak hour, and ransack all the heart; Then soon your ill-plac'd confidence repay, Commence your lords, and govern or betray.


30 Natio comæda el. Rides ? majore cachinno Concutitur, &c.

2. Non sumus ergo pares: melior, qui femper & omni Noéte dieque poteft alienum fumere vultum, A facie jactare manus : laudare paratus, Si bene rućtavit, fi rectum minxit amicus.

22 Scire volunt fecrcta domus, atque inde timeri.

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By numbers here from shame or censure free,
All crimes are safe but hated poverty.
This, only this, the rigid law pursues,
This, only this, provokes the snarling muse.
The sober trader at a tatter'd cloak,
Wakes from his dream, and labours for a joke ;
With brisker air the filken courtiers gaze,
And turn the varied taunt a thousand ways.
24 Of all the griefs that harass the distress'd;
Sure the most bitter is a scornful jeft;
Fate never wounds more deep the gen'rous heart,
Than when a blockhead's insult points the dart.

25 Has heaven reserv'd, in pity to the poor,
No pathless waste, or undiscover'd shore?
No secret island in the boundless inain ?
No peaceful desert yet unclaim'd * by SPAIN?
Quick let us rise, the happy seats explore,
And bear oppression's insolence no more.
This mournful truth is ev'ry where confess’d,


23 Materiem præbet caufafque jocorum Omnibus hic idem ? fi fæda & fcilla lacerna, &c.

24 Nil habet infelix paupertas durius in fe,
Quam quod ridiculos homines facit.

--Agmine facto,
Debuerant olim tenues migraife Quirites.

26 Haud facile emergunt, quorum virtutibus obftat
Res angufta doini, fed Romæ durior illis

- Omnia Roma Cum pretio. Cogimur, & cultis augere peculia servis. * The Spaniards at this time were said to make claim to some of our American provinces.


But here more now, where all are faves to gold,
Where looks are merchandise, and smiles are sold ;
Where won by bribes, by Aatteries implor’d,
The groom retails the favours of his lord.

But hark! th' affrighted crowd's tumultuous cries
Roll through the streets, and thunder to the skies:
Rais’d from some pleasing dream of wealth and pow'r,
Some pompous palace, or some blissful bow'r,
Aghast you start, and scarce with aching sight
Sustain the approaching fire's tremendous light;
Swift from pursuing horrors take your way,
And leave your little all to fames a prey;
37 Then thro' the world a wretched vagrant roam,
For where can starving merit find a home?
In vain your mournful narrative disclose,
While all neglect, and most insult your woes.
25 Should heaven's just bolts Orgilio's wealth con-

found, And spread his faming palace on the ground, Swift o'er the land the dismal rumour flies, And publick mournings pacify the skies; The laureat tribe in venal verse relate, How virtue wars with persecuting fate ; 29 With well-feign'd gratitude the pension'd band Refund the plunder of the beggar'd land.


Ultimus autem
Ærumnæ cumulus, quod nudum, & fruftra rogantem
Nemo cibo, nemo hofpitio, testoque juvabit.

28 Si magna Asturici cecidit domus, horrida mater,
Pullati proceres.

29 --Jam accurrit, qui marmora donet,

onferat impensas : hic, &c. Hic modium argenti.

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