Sir Job & fail'd forth, the evening bright and still, "No place on earth (he cry'd) like Greenwich hill !” h Up ftarts a Palace, lo, th' obedient base 140 } Slopes at its foot, the woods its fides embrace, That very night he longs to lie alone. I The Fool, whose Wife elopes fome thrice a quarter, For inatrimonial folace dies a martyr. Did ever m Proteus, Merlin, any witch, Transform themselves fo ftrangely 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 fhoes. Discharge 8 Nullus in orbe finus Baiis praelucet amgenis, Si dixit dives; h lacus et mare fentit amorem Feftinantis heri: cui fi i vitiofa libido Fecerit auspicium; cras ferramenta Teanum m Quo teneam vultus mutantem Protea nodo? Quid pauper? ride: mutat coenacula, lectos, n Discharge their Garrets, move their beds, and run q You laugh, half Beau, half Sloven if I stand, 160 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, It plant, root up; I build, and then confound; "You never change one muscle of your face, Nor w once to Chancery, nor to Hale apply; Balnea, P tonfores; conducto navigio aeque Careless Careless how ill I with myfelf agree, Kind to my drefs, my figure, not to Me. Is this my Guide, Philofopher, and Friend? 175 180 This he, who loves me, and who ought to mend; A praetore dati; rerum x tutela mearum 185 Ad fummam, fapiens uno minor eft Jove, y dives, b Liber, z honoratus, a pulcher, d rex denique regum; Praecipue fanus, nifi cum pituita molesta est. BOOK BOOK I. EPISTLE VI. TO MR. MURRAY. THIS Piece is the most finished of all his imitations, and executed in the high manner the Italian Painters call Con Amore. By which they mean, the exertion of that principle, which puts the faculties on the ftretch, and produces the fupreme degree of excellence. For the Poet had all the warmth of affection for the great Lawyer to whom it is addreffed: and, indeed, no man ever more deferved to have a Poet for his Friend. In the obtaining of which, as neither Vanity, Party, nor Fear, had any share: fo he supported his title to it by all the offices of true Friendship. "NOT to admire, is all the Art I know, To make men happy, and to keep them fo." (Plain Truth, dear MURRAY, needs no flowers of speech, So take it in the very words of Creech.) b This Vault of Air, this congregated Ball, Self-center'd Sun, and Stars that rise and fall, N EPISTOLA VI. IL admirari, prope res eft una, Numici, Solaque quae poffit facere et fervare beatum. b Hunc folem, et ftellas, et decedentia certis. There There are, my Friend! whose philofophic eyes Admire we then what d Earth's low entrails hold, All the mad trade of e Fools and Slaves for Gold? The Mob's applauses, or the gifts of Kings? If weak the h pleasure that from these can spring, In either cafe, believe me, we admire; Whether we i joy or grieve, the fame the curse, Thus good or bad, to one extreme betray Th' unbalanc'd Mind, and fnatch the Man away ; Tempora momentis, funt qui formidine nulla h Qui timet his adverfa, fere miratur eodem Quo cupiens pacto: pavor eft utrobique moleftus : Improvifa fimul species exterret utrumque : ΙΟ 15 20 25 For i Gaudeat, an doleat; cupiat metuatne; quid ad rem, |