Till mine is call'd; and that long look'd-for day Perhaps the cloth of state is only spread, Some of the quorum may be fick a-bed; That judge is hot, and doffs his gown, while this O'er night was bowfy, and goes out to pifs: the time is gone So many rubs appear, For hearing, and the tedious fuit goes on: Remains, beyond their boundless right to kill, To cherish valour, and reward defert : Let him be daub'd with lace, live high, and whore; 96. TRANS } THE defign of the author was to conceal his name and quality. He lived in the dangerous times of the tyrant Nero; and aims particularly at him in most of his fatires. For which reafon, though he was a Roman knight, and of a plentiful fortune, he would appear in this prologue but a beggarly poet, who writes for bread. After this, he breaks into the bufinefs of the first fatire; which is chiefly to decry the poetry then in fashion, and the impudence of those who were endeavouring to pass their stuff upon the world. PROLOGUE то тн Е I FIRST SATIR E. NEVER did on cleft Parnaffus dream, And claim no part in all the mighty Nine. 'Twas witty want, fierce hunger to appease: The hungry witlings have it in their eye; Pyes, crows, and daws, poetic presents bring: } You fay they fqueak; but they will fwear they fing. 19 ARGU |