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But you, from whate'er fide you take

your name,

Like Anna's motto, always be the fame.

< Outfides deceive, 'tis hard the truth to know, Parties from quaint denominations flow,

As Scotch and Irifh antiquaries fhow.
The low are faid to take Fanatics parts,
The high are bloody Papifts in their hearts.
Caution and fear to highest faults have run;
In pleafing both the parties, you please none.
Who in the houfe affects declaiming airs,

Whales in Change-alley paints: in Fish-street, bears.
Some metaphors, fome handkerchiefs difplay,

Thefe peep in hats, while those with buttons play,
And make me think it Repetition day;

There knights haranguing hug a neighb'ring post,
And are but quorum orators at most.

Decipimur fpecie recti; brevis effe laboro,
Obfcurus fio; fectantem levia nervi
Deficiunt animique; profeffus grandia, turget.
Qui variare cupit rem prodigialiter unam,
Delphinum fylvis appingit, fluctibus aprum.
In vitium ducit culpæ fuga, fi caret arte.
Emilium circa ludum faber imus & ungues
Exprimet, & molles imitabitur ære capillos;
Infelix operis fumma, quia ponere totum
Nefciet; hunc ego me, fi quid componere curem,
Non magis effe velim, quam pravo vivere nafo,
Spectandum nigris oculis nigroque capillo.

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Sooner

Sooner than thus my want of sense expose,
I'll deck out bandy-legs with gold-clock'd hofe,
Or wear a toupet-wig without a nose.
Nay, I would fooner have thy phyz, I swear,
Surintendant des plaifirs d'Angleterre *.

d Ye weekly writers of feditious news,
Take care your fubjects artfully to chufe,
Write panegyric ftrong, or boldly rail,
You cannot mifs preferment, or a goal.
Wrap up your poison well, nor fear to say
What was a lye last night is truth to-day.
Tell this, fink that, arrive at Ridpath's praise,
Let Abel Roper your ambition raise.

To lie fit opportunity observe,

Saving fome double meaning in reserve ;

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* All Mr. Heydegger's letters come directed to him from abroad, A Monfieur, Monfieur Heydegger, furintendant des plaifirs d'Angleterre. d Sumite materiam veftris, qui fcribitis, æquam Viribus; & verfate diu, quid ferre recufent, Quid valeant humeri : cui lecta potenter erit res, Nec facundia deferet hunc, nec lucidus ordo. Ordinis hæc virtus erit & Venus, aut ego fallor, Ut jam nunc dicat, jam nunc debentia dici, Pleraque differat, & præfens in tempus omittat. Dixeris egregie, notum fi callida verbum Reddiderit junctura novum; fi forte neceffe eft Indiciis monftrare recentibus abdita rerum, Fingere cinctutis non exaudita Cethegis Continget, dabiturque licentia fumpta pudenter. Et nova fictaque nuper habebunt verba fidem, fi Græco fonte cadant.

But

But oh! you'll merit everlasting fame,

If

you can quibble on Sir Robert's name.

In state affairs ufe not the vulgar phrase,

Talk words scarce known in, good queen Beffe's days, New terms let war or traffic introduce,

And try to bring perfuading-ships in use.

Coin words in coining ne'er mind common fenfe,
Provided the original be French.

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Like South-sea stock, expreffions rife and fall:
King Edward's words are now no words at all.
Did aught our predeceffors genius cramp?
Sure every reign may have its proper stamp.
All fublunary things of death partake;
What alteration does a cent'ry make!
Kings and comedians are all mortal found,
Cæfar and Pinkethman are underground.,

-Licuit, femperque licebit

Signatum præfente nota producere nomen.
Ut fylvæ foliis pronos mutantur in annos;
Prima cadunt: ita verborum vetus interit ætas.
Debemur morti nos noftraque; five receptus
Terrâ Neptunus, claffes aquilonibus arcet,
Regis opus; fterilifve diu palus aptaque remis
Vicinas urbes alit, & grave fentit aratrum;
Seu curfum mutavit iniquum frugibus amnis
Doctus iter melius; mortalia facta peribunt,
Nedum fermonum ftet honos, & gratia vivax :
Multa renafcentur quæ jam cecidere, cadentque
Quæ nunc funt in honore vocabula, fi volet ufus,
Quem penes arbitrium eft & jus & norma loquendi.

What's

What's not destroy'd by Time's devouring hand?
Where's Troy, and where's the may-pole in the Strand?
Pease, cabbages, and turnips once grew, where
Now ftands New Bond-ftreet, and a newer fquare;
Such piles of buildings now rise up and down,
London itself seems going out of town.

Our fathers crofs'd from Fulham in a wherry,
Their fons enjoy a bridge at Putney-ferry.
Think we that modern words eternal are?
Toupet and Tompion, Cofins, and Colmar
Hereafter will be call'd, by fome plain man,
A wig, a watch, a pair of stays, a fan.

To things themselves if Time fuch change affords,
Can there be any trusting to our words?

f

To fcreen good minifters from public rage,

And how with party madness to engage,

We learn from Addifon's immortal page.
The Jacobite's ridiculous opinion

Is feen from Tickell's letter to Avignon.

Res geftæ regumque ducumque, & triftia bella
Quo fcribi poffent numero, monftravit Homerus.
Verfibus impariter junctis querimonia primum,
Poft etiam inclufa eft voti fententia compos.
Quis tamen exiguos elegos emiferit auctor,
Grammatici certant, & adhuc fub judice lis eft.

But

But who puts Caleb's Country-Craftsman out,
Is ftill a fecret, and the world's in doubt.

8 Not long fince parish clerks, with faucy airs,
Apply'd king David's pfalms to state affairs.
Some certain tunes to politics belong,

On both fides drunkards love a party-song.

h

If full across the Speaker's chair I go,

Can I be faid the rules o' th' House to know?
I'll afk, nor give offence without intent,
Nor through mere fheepishness be impudent.
i In acts of Parliament avoid fublime,
Nor e'er addrefs his Majefty in rhyme ;
An Act of Parliament's a serious thing,
Begins with year of Lord and year of King;
Keeps close to form, in every word is strict,
When it would pains and penalties inflict.

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* Mufa dedit fidibus Divos puerofque Deorum,
Et pugilem victorem, & equum certamine primum,
Et juvenum curas, & libera vina referre.

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Defcriptas fervare vices operumque colores
Cur ego fi nequeo ignoroque, poeta falutor?
Cur nefcire, pudens prave, quam discere malo ?
Verfibus exponi tragicis res comica non vult:
Indignatur item privatis, ac prope focco
Dignis carminibus narrari cœna Thyeftæ.
Interdum tamen & vocem Comoedia tollit,
Iratufque Chremes tumido dilitigat ore.

Telephus & Peleus, cum pauper & exful uterque

Projicit ampullas & fefquipedália verba.

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