Nor make it your peculiar Pride, To ftrive to fhow what others hide; To throw the Fig-leaf quite afide, And scorn a double Meaning. XIII. Nor ever prostitute the Muse, All Faiths, all Parties to abuse; Taint not with impious Scenes the Age, A Maximin with Heav'n engage, Blafpheming like a Devil. XIV. Deteft prophaning Holy Writ, A Rock where Heathens could not split: Old Jove more harmless charm'd the Pit, Of Plautus's Creation. Than Than when th' Adulterer was fhow'd With Attributes of real God: But Fools, the Means of Grace allow'd, XV. Mingle not Wit with Treafon rude, From Poifon intermix'd with Food Too light let nor an Alma foil, Nor paltry Dove of Venus. XVI. Such Blots deform the tuneful Train, Whilft they falfe Glory would attain, Or prefent Mirth, or prefent Gain, Unmindful of Hereafter. Do Nor fear to fall, nor feek to rise, Nor taint the Good, nor grieve the Wife, XVII. What tho' with Ease you could aspire If Vice and Lewdnefs breaths the Lyre, Better with honeft Quarles compose Better be Bunyan in his Profe, Or Sternhold in his Verfes. An An ODE from Anacreon, in the Greek Measure Ἔρως ποτ ̓ ἐν ῥόδοισι, &c. IN Rofes Cupid peeping, IND Disturb'd a Bee a-sleeping; Nor spy'd it, ere it stung him, No Chance was ever fadder; A Bee by Peasants named, If for a Bee to fting thee, Quoth fhe, fuch Trouble bring thee; Are those whom thou haft wounded! The SAVAGE; occafion'd by the bringing to Court a wild Youth, taken in the Woods in Germany, in the Year 1725. Y E Courtiers, who the Bleffings know From fweet Society that flow, Adorn'd with each politer Grace Above the rest of human Race; To brutish Converfe long confin'd, Receive him, and with tender Care, And civilize him into Man. But with false alluring Smile |