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ENOUGH, enough; all this we knew before;
"Tis infamous, I grant it, to be poor:
And who, so much to sense and glory lost,
Will hug the curse that not one joy can boast?
From the pale hag, oh! could I once break loose,
Divorced, all hell should not re-tie the noose!
Not with more care shall Havoid his wife,
Nor Cope1 fly swifter, lashing for his life,
Than I to leave the meagre fiend behind.

1 'Cope:' a general famous for an expeditious retreat, though not quite so deliberate as that of the ten thousand Greeks from Persia; having unfortunately forgot to bring his army along with him.

FRIEND.

Exert your talents; Nature, ever kind,
Enough for happiness bestows on all;

'Tis Sloth or Pride that finds her gifts too small.
Why sleeps the Muse ?-is there no room for praise,
When such bright constellations blaze?
When sage Newcastle,1 abstinently great,
Neglects his food to cater for the state ;
And Grafton,2 towering Atlas of the throne,
So well rewards a genius like his own :
Granville and Bath 3 illustrious, need I name,
For sober dignity, and spotless fame;
Or Pitt, the unshaken Abdiel yet unsung:

Thy candour, Chomdeley! and thy truth, O Younge!

POET.

The advice is good; the question only, whether
These names and virtues ever dwelt together?
But what of that? the more the bard shall claim,
Who can create as well as cherish fame.
But one thing more,-how loud must I repeat,
To rouse the engaged attention of the great,-
Amused, perhaps, with C's prolific hum,1
Or rapt amidst the transports of a drum ;

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1 Newcastle' alluding to the philosophical contempt which this great personage manifested for the sensual delights of the stomach.-2 Grafton:' this noble peer, remarkable for sublimity of parts, by virtue of his office (Lord Chamberlain) conferred the laureate on Colley Cibber, Esq., a delectable bard, whose character has already employed, together with his own, the greatest pens of the age.3 Granville and Bath:' two noblemen famous in their day for nothing more than their fortitude in bearing the scorn and reproach of their country. Prolific hum:' this alludes to a phenomenon, not more strange than true, the person here meant having actually laid upwards of forty eggs, as several physicians and fellows of the Royal Society can attest: one of whom, we hear, has undertaken the incubation, and will no doubt favour the world with an account of his success.-5Drum:' this is a riotous assembly of fashionable people, of both sexes, at a private house, con

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While the grim porter watches every door,
Stern foe to tradesmen, poets, and the poor,
The Hesperian dragon not more fierce and fell,
Nor the gaunt growling janitor of Hell?
Even Atticus (so wills the voice of Fate)
Enshrines in clouded majesty his state;
Nor to the adoring crowd vouchsafes regard,
Though priests adore, and every priest a bard.
Shall I then follow with the venal tribe,
And on the threshold the base mongrel bribe?
Bribe him to feast my mute imploring eye
With some proud lord, who smiles a gracious lie!
A lie to captivate my heedless youth,
Degrade my talents, and debauch my truth;
While, fool'd with hope, revolves my joyless day,
And friends, and fame, and fortune, fleet away;
Till, scandal, indigence, and scorn my lot,
The dreary jail entombs me, where I rot!
Is there, ye varnish'd ruffians of the state!
Not one among the millions whom ye cheat,
Who, while he totters on the brink of woe,
Dares, ere he falls, attempt the avenging blow,—
A steady blow, his languid soul to feast,
And rid his country of one curse at least?

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What turn assassin ?

FRIEND.

POET.

Let the assassin bleed:

My fearless verse shall justify the deed.

sisting of some hundreds: not unaptly styled a drum, from the noise and emptiness of the entertainment. There are also drum-major, rout, tempest, and hurricane, differing only in degrees of multitude and uproar, as the significant name of each declares.

"Tis he who lures the unpractised mind astray,
Then leaves the wretch, to misery a prey;
Perverts the race of Virtue just begun,
And stabs the Public in her ruin'd son.

FRIEND.

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Heavens! how you rail; the man's consumed by
spite !

If Lockman's fate attends you when you write,
Let prudence more propitious arts inspire;

peer.

The lower still you crawl, you'll climb the higher.
Go then, with every supple virtue stored,
And thrive, the favour'd valet of my lord.
Is that denied? a boon more humble crave,
And minister to him who serves a slave;
Be sure you fasten on promotion's scale,
Even if you seize some footman by the tail:
The ascent is easy, and the prospect clear,
From the smirch'd scullion to the embroider'd
The ambitious drudge preferr'd, postilion rides,
Advanced again, the chair benighted guides;
Here doom'd, if Nature strung his sinewy frame,
The slave, perhaps, of some insatiate dame;
But if, exempted from the Herculean toil,
A fairer field awaits him, rich with spoil,
There shall he shine, with mingling honours bright,
His master's pathic, pimp, and parasite;
Then strut a captain, if his wish be war,
And grasp, in hope, a truncheon and a star:
Or if the sweets of peace his soul allure,
Bask at his ease, in some warm sinecure;
His fate in consul, clerk, or agent vary,
Or cross the seas, an envoy's secretary;

1 Lockman's fate:' to be little read, and less approved.

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