THE FATHER AND JUPITER.

THE MAN to JOVE his suit preferr'd;
He begg'd a wife: his prayer was heard.
Jove wonder'd at his bold addressing;
For how precarious is the blessing!

A wife he takes: and now for heirs Again he worries heav'n with pray'rs. JOVE nods assent; two hopeful boys And a fine girl reward his joys.

Now more solicitous he grew, And set their future lives in view; He saw that all respect and duty Were paid to wealth, to power, and beauty.

Once more, he cries, accept my pray❜r; Make my lov'd progeny thy care:

Let my first hope, my fav'rite boy,
All FORTUNE's richest gifts enjoy.
My next with strong ambition fire;
May favour teach him to aspire,
Till he the step of power ascend,
And courtiers to their idol bend!
With ev'ry grace, with ev'ry charm,
My daughter's perfect features arm :
If heav'n approve, a FATHER's blest.
JOVE Smiles, and grants his full request.

The first, a miser at the heart, Studious of ev'ry griping art,

Heaps hoards on hoards with anxious pain,
And all his life devotes to gain;

He feels no joy, his cares increase,
He neither wakes nor sleeps in peace;
In fancy'd want (a wretch complete !)
He starves, and yet he dares not eat.

The next to sudden honours grew; The thriving art of courts he knew; He reach'd the height of power and place, Then fell the victim of disgrace.

Beauty with early bloom supplies

His daughter's cheeks, and points her eyes.
The vain coquette each suit disdains,
And glories in her lover's pains.

With

age she fades; each lover flies; Contemn'd, forlorn, she pines and dies.

When JOVE the FATHER'S grief survey'd, And heard him heav'n and fate upbraid, Thus spoke the GOD :-By outward show Men judge of happiness and woe. Shall ignorance of good and ill Dare to direct th' eternal will? Seek virtue; and, of that possest, TO PROVIDENCE resign the rest.

THE TWO MONKEYS.

THE learned, full of inward pride,
The fops of outward show deride;
The fop, with learning at defiance,
Scoffs at the pedant and the science:
The DON, a formal, solemn strutter,
Despises MONSIEUR's airs and flutter;
While MONSIEUR mocks the formal fool,
Who looks, and speaks, and walks by rule.
BRITAIN, a medley of the twain,

As pert as FRANCE, as grave as SPAIN,
In fancy wiser than the rest,

Laughs at them both-of both the jest.
Is not the poet's chiming close
Censur'd by all the sons of prose ?
While bards of quick imagination
Despise the sleepy prose narration.

Men laugh at APES, they men contemn;
For what are we but APES to them?

TWO MONKEYS went to SOUTHWARK fair; No critics had a sourer air;

They forc'd their way through draggled folks,
Who gap'd to catch JACK-PUDDING's jokes:
Then took their tickets for the show,
And got by chance the foremost row.

To see their grave observing face Provok'd a laugh through all the place.

Brother, says PUG, and turn'd his head, The rabble's monstrously ill-bred.

Now through the booth loud hisses ran; Nor ended till the show began.

The tumbler whirls the flip-flap round;
With sommersets he shakes the ground;
The cord beneath the dancer springs ;
Aloft in air the vaulter swings;
Distorted now, now prone depends,
Now through his twisted arms ascends;
The crowd, in wonder and delight,
With clapping hands applaud the sight.

With smiles; quoth PUG, if pranks like these The giant APES of reason please,

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