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If Dreams in any future Truth can end.
The Prophet nicely weighs what I relate;
That Heat you try'd to shun i'th' fhady Grové, But shunn'd in vain, was the fierce Heat of Love: The Cow denotes the Nymph, your only Care; For White's th’expreslive Image of the Fair ; And you the Bull abandon'd to Despair : The pecking Crow, some busie Bawd implies, Who with base Arts will soon seduce your Prize.
You saw the Cow to fresher Pastures range:
At this my Blood retir’d, with dismal Fright, And left me pale as Death; my fainting Sight Was quite, o'ercast in dusky Shades of Night.
Miscellany of Poe m s.
TO BERNARD LINTOT T.
Ipsa varietate tentamus efficere ut alia aliis; quedam fortaffe omnibus placeant.
S when some skilful Cook, to please each
[Guelt, Would in oneMixture comprehend aFeast, With due Proportion and judicious Care He fills his Dish with diff'rent sorts of Fare, Fishes and Fowl deliciously unite, To feast at once the Taste, the Smell, and Sight.
So, Bernard, must a Miscellany be
Wouldst thou for Miscellanies raise thy Fame; And bravely rival Jacob's mighty Name, Let all the Muses in the Piecé conspire, The Lyrick Bard must strike th’harmonious Lyre; Heroick Strains must here and there be found, And Nervous Sense be sung in Lofty Sound; Let Elegy in moving Numbers flow, And fill some Pages with melodious Woe; Let not your am'rous Songs too num'rous prove, Nor glut thy Reader with abundant Love ; Satyr must interfere, whose pointed Ragę May lash the Madness of a vicious Age; Satyr, the Muse that never fails to hit, For if there's Scandal, to be sure there's Wit. Tire not our Patience with Pindarick Lays, Those swell the Piece, but very rarely please: Let short-breath'd Epigram its Force confine, And strike at Follies in a single Line.
Translations should throughout the Work besown:
Where Buckingham will condescend to give, That honour’d Piece to distant Times must live