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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 whe, 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 fhall 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."
t Ifne tibi melius fuadet, qui, "Rem facias: rem, "Si poffis, recte; fi non, quocunque modo rem." Utu propius fpectes lacrymofa poëmata Pupi!
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
Refpondit, 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 least
The People are a many-headed Beast:
Can they direct what measures to pursue,
Who know themselves 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 Mifers drain,
Or crofs, to plunder Provinces, the Main;
The reft, fome farm the Poor-box, fome the Pews;
Some keep Affemblies, and would keep the Stews;
Somed 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 pursues 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.
b Bellua multorum eft capitum. nam quid fequar aut
Pars hominum geftit conducere publica: funt qui
4 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
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, whose Wife elopes fome thrice a quarter, For matrimonial folace dies a martyr.
Did ever m Proteus, Merlin, any witch,
Transform themselves so strangely as the Rich?
Well, but the " Poor-The Poor have the fame itch;
They change their weekly Barber, weekly News, 155 Prefer a new Japanner, to their shoes.
g Nullus in orbe finus Baiis praelucet amoenis, Si dixit dives; lacus et mare fentit amorem Feftinantis heri: cui fi i vitiofa libido Fecerit aufpicium; cras ferramenta Teanum Tolletis, fabri. k lectus genialis in aula est? Nil ait effe prius, melius nil coelibe vita : 1 Si non eft, jurat bene folis effe maritis.
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 fculler, and when once aboard,
Grow fick, and damn the climate-like a Lord.
¶ You laugh, half Beau, half Sloven if I ftand, My wig all powder, and all snuff my band; You laugh, if coat and breeches strangely vary, White gloves, and linen worthy Lady Mary! But when no Prelate's Lawn with hair-fhirt 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;
Turn round to fquare, and fquare again to round; 170
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
Nauseat, 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;
s Aeftuat, et vitae difconvenit ordine toto;
↑ Diruit, aedificat, mutat quadrata rotundis ?
" Infanire putas folennia me, neque rides,
Nec w medici credis, nec curatoris egere
Careless how ill I with myfelf agree,
Kind to my drefs, my figure, not to Me.
Is this my Guide, Philofopher, and Friend?
This he, who loves me, and who ought to mend ;
Who ought to make me, (what he can, or none)
That Man divine whom Wifdom calls her own;
Great without Title, without Fortune blefs'd;
Richy ev'n when plunder'd," honour'd while opprefs'd;
Lov'd without youth, and follow'd without power;
At home, though exil'd, b free, though in the Tower;
In short, that reafoning, high, immortal Thing,
Juft lefs than Jove, and 4 much above a King,
Nay, half in heaven-e except (what's mighty odd)
A fit of Vapours clouds this Demy-god!
A praetore dati; rerum x tutela mearum
Cum fis, et prave fectum ftomacheris ob unguem,
De te pendentis, te refpicientis amici.
Ad fummam, fapiens uno minor eft Jove, y dives, b Liber, honoratus, a pulcher, drex denique regum; Praecipue fanus, nifi cum pituita molefta eft.