In state-affairs use not the vulgar phrase,

Talk words fcarce known in good queen Beffe's days, New terms let war or traffick introduce,

And try to bring perfuading-ships in use.

Coin words: in coining ne'er mind common sense,
Provided the original be French.

e Like South-fea ftock, expreffions rife and fall :
King Edward's words are now no words at all.
Did aught our predeceffors genius cramp?
Sure every reign may have its proper ftamp.
All fublunary things of death partake;
What alteration does a cent'ry make?

Kings and comedians are all mortal found,
Cæfar and Pinkethman are underground.

What's not destroy'd by Time's devouring hand?
Where's Troy, and where's the may-pole in the Strand?

-Licuit, femperque licebit

Signatum præfente nota producere nomen.
Ut fylva foliis pronos mutantur in annos :
Prima cadunt, ita verborum vetus interit ætas.
Debemur morti nos noftraque; five receptus
Terra Neptunus, claffes aquilonibus arcet,
Regis opus; fterilifve diu palus aptaque remis
Vicinas urbes alit, & grave fentit aratrum;
Seu curfum mutavit iniquum frugibus amnis
Doctus iter melius: mortalia facta peribunt,
Nedum Jermonum ftet bonos, & gratia vivax :
Multa renafcentur quæ jam cecidere, cadentque
Que nunc funt in honore vocabula, fi volet ufus,
Quem penes arbitrium eft & jus & norma loquendi.

Pease,

Peafe, cabbages, and turnips once grew, where
Now ftands New Bond-street, and a newer square ;
Such piles of buildings now rife up and down,
London itself seems going out of town.

Our fathers crofs'd from Fulham in a wherry,
Their fons enjoy a bridge at Putney-ferry.
Think we that modern words eternal are?
Toupet and Tompion, Cofins, and Colmar
Hereafter will be call'd, by fome plain man,
A wig, a watch, a pair of stays, a fan.

To things themselves if time such change affords,
Can there be any trusting to our words ?

f To screen good minifters from publick rage,
And how with party madness to engage,
We learn from Addison's immortal page.
The Jacobite's ridiculous opinion

Is feen from Tickell's letters to Avignon.
But who puts Caleb's Country-Craftsman out,
Is ftill a fecret, and the world's in doubt.

Not long fince parish clerks, with faucy airs,
Apply'd king David's pfalms to state affairs.

f Res gefta regumque ducumque, & triftia bella
Quo fcribi poffent numero, monftravit Homerus,
Verfibus impariter junctis querimonia primum,
Poft etiam inclufa eft voti fententia compós.
Quis tamen exiguos elegos emiferit auctor,
Grammatici certant, & adhuc fub judice lis eft.
Mufa dedit fidibus Divos puerofque Deorum,
Et pugilem victorem, & equum certamine primum,
Et juvenum curas, & libera vina referre.

Some certain tunes to politicks belong,
On both fide drunkards love a party-song.

h If full across the Speaker's chair I go,
Can I be faid the rules o' th' Houfe. to know?
I'll afk, nor give offence without intent,
Nor through mere fheepifhnefs be impudent.

i In acts of Parliament avoid fublime,
Nor e'er addrefs his Majefty in rhyme;
An Act of Parliament's a ferious thing,
Begins with year of Lord and year of King ;
Keeps close to form, in every word is ftrict,
When it would pains and penalties inflict.
Soft words fuit beft petitioner's intent;
Soft words, O ye petitioners of Kent!

* Whoe'er harangues before he gives his vote,
Should send sweet language from a tuneful throat.
h Defcriptas fervare vices operumque colores
Cur ego fi nequeo ignoroque, poeta falutor?
Cur nefcire, pudens prave, quam difcere malo?
Verfibus exponi tragicis res comica non vult:
Indignatur item privatis, ac prope focco
Dignis carminibus narrari cœna Thyefte.
Interdum tamen vocem Comedia tollit,
Iratufque Chremes tumido dilitigat ore.
Telephus & Peleus, cum pauper & exful uterque
Projicit ampullas fefquipedalia verba."
* Non fatis eft pulchra effe Poemata, dulcia funto.
Ut ridentibus arrident, ita flentibus adfunt
Humani vultus: fi vis me flere, dolendum eft
Primum ipfe tibi: nunc tua me infortunia lædent.
Telephe, vel Peleu, mole fi mandata loquíris,
Aut dormitabo, aut ridebo.

Pultney

Pultney the coldest breast with zeal can fire,
And Roman thoughts by Attick ftile inspire;
He knows from tedious wranglings to beguile
The ferious houfe into a cheerful fmile;

When the great patriot paints his anxious fears
For England's fafety, I am loft in tears.

But when dull speakers ftrive to move compaffion,
I pity their
poor hearers, not the nation :
Unless young members to the purpose keep,
I fall a laughing, or I fall asleep.

1 Can men their inward faculties controul ?
Is not the tongue an index to the foul?
Laugh not in time of service to your God,
Nor bully, when in cuftody o' th' rod;
Look grave, and be from jokes and grinning far,
When brought to fue for pardon at the bar:
If then you let your ill-tim'd wit

appear, Knights, citizens, and burgesses will sneer.

m For land, or trade, not the fame notions fire The city-merchant, and the country-'fquire;

1 Format enim natura prius nos intus ad omnem
Fortunarum habitum, &c.

Poft effert animi motus interprete linguâ.
triftia mæftum

Vultum verba decent, &c.

Si dicentis erunt fortunis abfona dicta
Romani tollent equites peditefque cachinnum.
Intererit multum Davufne loquatur, an Heros :
Mercatorne vagus, cultorne virentis agelli;
Colchus, an Affyrius; Thebis nutritus, an Argis.

Their climes are diftant, tho' one caufe unites
The lairds of Scotland, and the Cornifh knights.
"To likelihood your characters confine;
Don't turn Sir Paul out,, let Sir Paul refign.
In Walpole's voice (if factions ill intend)
Give the two univerfities a friend;

Give Maidstone wit, and elegance refin'd;
To both the Pelhams give the Scipio's mind;
To Cart'ret learning, eloquence, and parts;
To George the fecond, give all English hearts.
• Sometimes fresh names in politicks produce,
And factions yet unheard of introduce;
And if you dare attempt a thing fo new,
Make to itself the flying fquadron true.

P To speak is free, no member is debarr'd

But funds and national accounts are hard:

Aut famam fequere, aut fibi convenientia finge,
Scriptor honoratum fi forte reponis Achillem,
Impiger, iracundus, inexorabilis, acer,
Jura neget fibi nata, nihil non arroget armis;
Sit Medea ferox invictaque, flebilis Ino,
Perfidus Ixion, Io vaga, triftis Oreftes.
Si quid inexpertum scene committis, & audes
Perfonam formare novam, fervetur ad imum
Qualis ad incepto procefferit, & fibi conftet.
Difficile eft proprie communia dicere: tuque
Rectius Iliacum carmen deducis in actus,
Quam fi proferres ignota indictaque primus.
Publica materies privati juris erit, fi
Nec circa vilem patulumque moraberis orbem.
Nec verbum verbo curabis reddere fidus

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