From him whofe m quills ftand quiver'd at his ear,
To him who notches fticks at Westminster.

Barnard in fpirit, fenfe, and truth abounds;

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Pray then, what wants he?" Fourfcore thoufand

pounds;

A penfion, or fuch Harness for a flave

As Bug now has, and Dorimant would have.

Barnard, thou art a Cit, with all thy worth;
But Bug and D*1, Their Honours, and so forth.
Yet every P child another fong will fing,
"Virtue, brave boys! 'tis Virtue makes a King."
True, confcious Honour, is to feel no fin,
He's arm'd without that's innocent within;

Be this thy Screen, and this thy Wall of Brafs;
Compar'd to this, a Minifter's an Afs.

r And say, to which shall our applause belong,
This new Court-jargon, or the good old fong?
The modern language of corrupted Peers,
Or what was spoke at s CRESSY or POITIERS?

Prodocet haec recinunt juvenes dictata senesque, m Laevo fufpenfi loculos tabulamque lacerto.

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Eft n animus tibi, funt mores, eft lingua, fidefque ; Sed quadringentis fex feptem millia defint.

• Plebs eris. P at pueri ludentes, Rex eris, aiunt, Si recte facies. Hic 9 murus aheneus efto,

Nil confcire fibi, nulla pallefcere culpa.

r Rofcia, dic fodes, melior lex, an puerorum eft Naenia, quae regnum recte facientibus offert, Et maribus Curiis et decantata Camillis?

t Who counfels beft? who whispers, "Be but great,
"With Praife or Infamy leave that to fate;
"Get Place and Wealth, if poffible with grace;
"If not, by any means, get Wealth and Place.”
For what? to have a " Box where Eunuchs fing,
And foremost in the Circle eye a King.

Or w he, who bids thee face with steady view
Proud Fortune, and look fhallow Greatness through:
And, while he bids thee, fets th' Example too?
If y fuch a Doctrine, in St. James's air,
Should chance to make the well-dreft Rabble ftare;
In honeft S*z take fcandal at a Spark,

That lefs admires the

Palace than the Park:

Faith, I shall give the answer a Reynard gave :
I cannot like, dread Sir, your Royal Cave:

"Because I fee, by all the tracks about,
"Full many a Beaft goes in, but none come out."

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Adieu

t Ifne tibi melius fuadet, qui, "Rem facias: rem, "Si poffis, recte; fi non, quocunque modo rem." Utu propius fpectes lacrymofa poëmata Pupi! An, w qui fortunae te refponfare fuperbae Liberum et erectum, * praefens hortatur et aptat? y Quod fi me Populus Romanus forte roget, cur Non, ut porticibus, fic judiciis fruar îfdem : Nec fequar aut fugiam, quae diligit ipfe vel odit; Olim quod a vulpes aegroto cauta leoni Respondit, referam: Quia me veftigia terrent Omnia te adverfum fpectantia, nulla retrorfum.

Adieu to Virtue, if you're once a Slave:

Send her to Court, you fend her to her grave.
Well, if a King's a Lion, at the leaft
The People are a many-headed Beast :
Can they direct what measures to pursue,
Who know themfelves fo little what to do?
Alike in nothing but one Luft of Gold,

Juft half the land would buy, and half be fold:
Their Country's wealth our mightier Misers drain,
Or crofs, to plunder Provinces, the Main;

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The reft, fome farm the Poor-box, fome the Pews;
Some keep Affemblies, and would keep the Stews;
Some d with fat Bucks on childlefs dotards fawn; 130
Some win rich Widows by their Chine and Brawn;
While with the filent growth of ten per cent,
In dirt and darkness, hundreds ftink content.

Of all these ways, if each f purfues his own,
Satire, be kind, and let the wretch alone :
But fhew me one who has it in his power
To act confiftent with himself an hour.

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b Bellua multorum eft capitum. nam quid fequar aut

quem?

Pars hominum geftit conducere publica: funt qui

d Cruftis et pomis viduas venentur avaras,
Excipiantque fenes, quos in vivaria mittant:
e Multis occulto crefcit res fenore. f verum
Efto, aliis alios rebus ftudiifque teneri :
Iidem eadem poffunt horam durare probantes?

Sir Job & fail'd forth, the evening bright and still,
"No place on earth (he cry'd) like Greenwich hill !”
h Up starts a Palace, lo, th' obedient base

Slopes at its foot, the woods its fides embrace,
The filver Thames reflects its marble face.
Now let fome whimsey, or that Devil within

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Which guides all those who know not what they mean, But give the Knight (or give his Lady) fpleen; 145 "Away, away! take all your scaffolds down,

"For Snug's the word: My dear! we'll live in Town." At amorous Flavio is the k stocking thrown?

That very night he longs to lie alone.

I The Fool, whofe Wife elopes fome thrice a quarter, For matrimonial folace dies a martyr.

Did ever m Proteus, Merlin, any witch,

Transform themselves fo ftrangely as the Rich? Well, but then Poor-The Poor have the fame itch;

They change their weekly Barber, weekly News, 155 Prefer a new Japanner, to their shoes.

Discharge

g Nullus in orbe finus Baiis praelucet amoenis, Si dixit dives; h lacus et mare fentit amorem Feftinantis heri: cui fi i vitiofa libido Fecerit aufpicium; cras ferramenta Teanum Tolletis, fabri. k lectus genialis in aula eft ? Nil ait effe prius, melius nil coelibe vita: 1 Si non eft, jurat bene folis effe maritis.

m Quo teneam vultus mutantem Protea nodo? Quid pauper? ride; mutat coenacula, lectos,

Discharge their Garrets, move their beds, and run
(They know not whither) in a Chaife and one;
They p hire their sculler, and when once aboard,
Grow fick, and damn the climate-like a Lord.

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9 You laugh, half Beau, half Sloven if I stand, My wig all powder, and all fnuff my band; You laugh, if coat and breeches ftrangely vary, White gloves, and linen worthy Lady Mary! But when no Prelate's Lawn with hair-shirt lin'd, 165 Is half fo incoherent as my Mind,

When (each opinion with the next at strife,

One s ebb and flow of Follies all my life)

It plant, root up; I build, and then confound;
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u You never change one muscle of your face,
You think this Madness but a common cafe,
Nor w once to Chancery, nor to Hale apply;
Yet hang your lip, to see a Seam awry !

Balnea, P tonfores; conducto navigio aeque
Naufeat, ac locuples quem ducit priva triremis.
9 Si curatus inaequali tonfore capillos
Occurro; rides. fi forte fubucula pexae
Trita fubeft tunicae, vel fi toga diffidet impar;
Rides. quid, mea cum pugnat fententia fecum ;
Quod petiit, fpernit; repetit quod nuper omifit;
$ Aeftuat, et vitae difconvenit ordine toto;

Diruit, aedificat, mutat quadrata rotundis ? u Infanire putas folennia me, neque rides, Nec w medici credis, nec curatoris egere

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