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REMARKS.

REMARKS.

Did the dead letter ansuccessful prove ?

Hold-to the minister I more incline; The brisk example never fail'd to move.

To serve his cause, O queen ! is serving thine. Yet sure, had Heaven decreed to save the state, And see! thy very Gazetteers give o'er ; Heaven had decreed these works a longer date. E'en Ralph repents, and Henley writes no more. Could Troy be saved by any single hand,

What then remains ? Ourself. Still, still remain This gray-goose weapon must have made her stand. Cibberian forehead, and Cibberian brain. What can I now ? my Fletcher cast aside,

This brazen brightness, to the 'squire so dear; Take up the Bible, once my better guide ? 200 This polish'd hardness, that reflects the peer: Or tread the path by venturous heroes trod, This arch absurd, that wit and fool delights ; This box my thunder, this right hand my god ? This mess, loss'd up of Hockley-hole and White's ; Or, chair'd at White's, amidst the doctors sit, Where dukes and butchers join to wreathe my crowd, Teach oaths to gamesters; and to nobles wit? At once the bear and tiddle of the town. Or bidst thou rather party to embrace ?

O born in sin, and forth in folly brought ! (A friend to party thou, and all her race;

Works damn'd, or to be darna'd (your father's 'Tis the same rope at different ends they twist ;

fault,) To Dulness Ridpath is as dear as Mist.)

Go, purified by flames, ascend the sky, Shall I, like Curtius, desperate in my zeal, My better and more Christian progeny ! O'er head and ears plunge for the common weal? 210 Unstain'd, untouch'd, and yet in maiden sheets ; Or rob Rome's ancient geese of all their glories, While all your smutty sisters walk the streets. 230 And cackling save the monarchy of Tories ? Ye shall not beg, like gratis-given Bland,

Sent with a pass, and vagrant through the land: Nor sail with Ward, to ape and monkey climes,

Where vile mundungus trucks for viler rhymes : Ver. 198. Gray-goose weapon.) Alluding to the old Not, sulphur tipt, emblaze an ale-house fire ; English weapon, the arrow of the long-bow, which was Nor wrap up oranges, to pelt your sire! fletched with the feathers of the gray-goose.

Ver. 199. My Fletcher) A familiar manoer of speaking, used by modern critics, of a favourite author. Bays might as justly speak this of Fletcher, as a French wii did of Tully, seeing his works in a library, Ah! mon cher Ciceron! je le connois bien : c'est le meme que Marc Tulle. But he Not out of any preference or affection to the Tories. For had a better title to call Fletcher his own, having made so what Hobbes so ingeniously confesses of himself, is true of free with him.

all ministerial writers whatsoever: 'That he defends the Ver. 200. Take up the Bible, once my better guide ?) supreme powers, as the geese by their cackling defended the When, according to his father's intention, he had been a Romans, who held the Capitol; for they favoured them to clergyman, or as he thinks himself,) a bishop of the church more than the Gauls, their enemies; but were as ready to of England. Hear his own words: 'At the time that the have defended the Gauls if they had been possessed of the fate of King James, the prince of Orange, and myself, were Capitol.'

Epis. Dedic. to the Leviathan. on the anvil, Providence thought fit to postpone mine, till theirs were determined: but had my father carried me a hired at the prices mentioned in the note on book ii. ver. 316,

Ver. 215. Gazetteers.) A band of ministerial writers

, month sooner to the university, who knows but that purer who, on the very day their patron quitted his post, laid down fountain might have washed my imperfections into a capa- their paper, and declared they would never more meddle in city of writing, instead of plays and annual odes, sermons, politics. and pastoral letters ?'--- Apology for his Life, chap. jii. Ver. 203. At White's amidst the doctors) These doctors read; but I make no scruple to pronounce them all wrote:

Ver. 218. Cibberian forehead.) So indeed all the MSS. had a modest and upright appearance, no air of overbear-the laureate being elsewhere celebrated by our poet for bis ing; but, like true masters of art, were only habited in black

great modesty-modest Cibber-Read, therefore, at my and white: they were justly styled subtiles and graves, but peril

, Cerberian forehead. This is perfectly classical

, and not always irrefragabiles, being sometimes examined, and by what is more, Homerical; the dog was the ancient, as the a nice distinction, divided and laid open.

Scribl. This learned critic is to be understood allegorically. The Xwv, says Achilles to Agumemnon:) which, when in a su

bitch is the modern symbol of impudence : (Kuros opusz' doctors in this place mean no more than false dice, a cant perlative degree, may well be denominated from Cerberus, the phrase used among gamesters. So the meaning of these dog with three heads--But as to the latter part of this verse, four sonorous lines is only this,'Shall I play fair or foul ?' Ver. 208. Ridpath-Mist.) George Ridpath, author of a

Cibberian brain, that is certainly the genuine reading. Whig paper, called the Flying-post ; Nathaniel Mist of a famous Tory journal.

Ver. 225. O born in sin, &c.] This is a tender and Ver. 211. Or rob Rome's ancient geese of all their to sacrifice, agreeable to the nature of man in great afica

passionate apostrophe to his own works, which he is going glorios,) Relates to the well-known story of the geese that tion: and reflecting, like a parent

, on the many miserable saved the Capitol; of which Virgil, Æn. viii.

fates to which they would otherwise be subject. Atque hic auratis volitans argenteus anser

Ver. 228. My better and more christian progeny!) "? Porticibus, Gallos in limine adesse canebat,' may be observable, that my muse and my spouse were A passage I have always suspected. Who sees not the child, but in the same year the other

made in the father of

equally prolific! that the one was seldom the mother of a antithesis of auratis and argenteus to be unworthy the a play. I think we had a dozen of each

sort between

us Virgilian majesty! And what absurdity to say a goose of both which kinds, some died in their infancy, &c.' Life Bings ? canebat. Virgil gives a contrary character of the of C. C. p. 217, 8vo. edit. voice of this silly bird, in Ecl. ix.

Ver. 131. Gratis-given Bland, -Sent with a pass,) It was I-argutos inter strepere anser olores.'

a practice so to give the Daily Gazetteer and ministerial

pamphlets (in which this B. was a writer,) and to send them Read it, therefore, adesse strepebat. And why auratis post-free to all the towns in the kingdom. porticibus ? does not the very verse preceding this inform us, Ver. 233. With Ward, to ape and monkey climes.) 'Romuleoque recens horrebat regia culmo.'

'Edward Ward, a very voluminous poet in Hadibrastie Is this thatch in one line, and gold in another, consistent ? I has of late years

kept a public-house in the city (but in

verse, but best known by the London Spy, in prose. He scruple not (ropugnantibus omnibus manuscriptis) to correct senteel way,

and with his wit, humour,

and good liquor it auritis. Horace uses the same epithet in the same sense, cale, afforded his guests a pleasurable entertainment, · Auritas fidibus canoris

especially those of the high church-party.' Jacob, Lives of Ducere quercus.'

Poets, vol. ii. p. 225. Great numbers of his works were

yearly sold into the Plautations.-Ward, in a book, called And to say that walls have cars is common even to a Apollo's Maggot

, declared this account to be a great falsity

, proverb.

Scribl.

protesting that his public-house was not in the city, bul Ver. 212. And cackling save the monarchy of Tories ?]'Moorfields.

Bentl.

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9, 10.

0! pass more innocent, in infant state,

How index-learning turns no student pale, To the mild limbo of our father Tate:

Yet holds the eel of science by the tail : 280 Or peaceably forgot, at once be bless'd

How, with less reading than makes felons 'scape, In Shadwell's bosom with eternal rest! 240 Less human genius than God gives an ape, Soon to that mass of nonsense to return,

Small thanks to France, and none to Rome or Greece, Where things destroy'd are swept to things unborn. A past, vamp'd, future, old, revived, new piece,

With that, a tear (portentous sign of grace!) 'Twixt Plautus, Fletcher, Shakspeare, and Corneille, Stole from the master of the seven-fold face: Can make a Cibber, Tibbald, or Ozell. And thrice he lifted high the birth-day brand, The goddess then, o'er his anointed head, And thrice he dropp'd it from his quivering hand: With mystic words the sacred opium shed; Then lights the structure, with averted eyes : And lo! her bird (a monster of a fowl, The rolling smoke involves the sacrifice.

Something betwixt a heidegger and owl) 290 The opening clouds disclose each work by turns, Perch'd on his crown. 'All hail! and hail again, Now flames the Cid, and now Perolla burns; 250 My son ! the promised land expects thy reign. Great Cæsar roars, and hisses in the fires ; Know, Eusden thirsts no more for sack or praise; King John in silence modestly expires :

He sleeps among the dull of ancient days ; No merit now the dear Nonjuror claims,

Safe, where no critics damn, nor duns molest, Moliere's old stubble in a moment flames.

Where wretched Withers, Ward, and Gildon rest, Tears gush'd again, as from pale Priam's eyes, And high-born Howard, more majestic sire, When the last blaze sent Ilion to the skies. With Fool of Quality completes the quire.

Roused by the light, old Dulness heaved the head, Then snatch'd a sheet of Thule from her bed ; Sudden she flies, and whelms it o'er the pyre; Down sink the flames, and with a hiss expire. 260 Ver. 286. Tibbald.) Lewis Tibbald (as pronounced) or Her ample presence fills up all the place ;

Tbeobald (as written) was bred an attorney, and son to an

attorney, says Mr. Jacob, of Sittenburn, in Kent. He was the A veil of fogs dilates her awful face:

author of some forgotten playa, translations, and other pieces. Great in her charms! as when on shrieves and mayors He was concerned in a paper called the Censor, and a She looks, and breathes herself into their airs.

translation of Ovid. "There is a notorious idiot, one hight

Wachum, who from an under-#pur-leather to the law, is beShe bid him wait her to her sacred dome :

come an understrapper to the playhouse, who has lately Well pleased he enter'd, and confess'd his home. burlesqued the Metamorphoses of Ovid by a vile transla

tion, &c. This fellow is concerned in an impertinent paper So spirits, ending their terrestrial race,

called the Censor.'-Dennis, Rem. on Pope's Homer, p. Ascend, and recognize their native place. This the great mother dearer held than all

Ihid. Ozell.). "Mr. John Ozell, if we credit Mr. Jacob,

did go to school in Leicestershire, where somebody left him The club of quidnuncs, or her own Guildhall : 270 something to live on, when he shall retire from business. Here stood her opium, here she nursed her owls, He was designed to be sent to Cambridge, in order for And here she plann'd the imperial seat of fools.

priesthond ; but he chose rather to be placed in an office of Here to her chosen all her works she shows;

accounts, in the city, being qualified for the same by his

skill in arithmetic, and writing the necessary hands. He Prose swell'd to verse, verse loitering into prose : has obliged the world with many translations of French How random thoughts now meaning chance to find, plays.'--Jacob, Lives of Dram. Poets, p. 198.

Mr. Jacob's character of Mr. Ozell seems vastly short of Now leave all memory of sense behind :

his merits, and he ought to have further justice done him, How prologues into prefaces decay,

having since confuted all sarcasms on his learning and And these to notes are fritter'd quite away:

genius, by an advertisement of Sept. 20, 1729, in a paper called the Weekly Medley, &c. As to my learning, this

envious wretch knew, and every body köows, that the REMARKS.

whole bench of bishope, not long ago, were pleased to give

me a purse of guineas, for discovering the erroneous translaVer. 238. 240. Tate-Shadwell.] Two of his predecessors tions of the Coinmon-prayer in Portuguese, Spanish, French, in the laurel.

Italian, &c. As for my genius, let Mr. Cleland show better Ver. 250. Now flames the Cid, &c.) In the first dotes verees in all Pope's works, than Ozell's version of Boileau's on the Dunciad it was said, that this author was particular- Lutrin, which the late lord Halifax was so pleased with, that ly excellent at tragedy. "'fhie,' says he, 'is as unjust as to he complimented him with leave to dedicate it to him, &c. say I could not dance on a rope.' But certain it is, that he Let him show better and truer poetry in the Rape of the had attempted to dance on this rope, and fell most shamo- Lock, than in Ozell's Rape of the Bucket, (la Secchia fully, having produced no less than four tragedies (the rapita.) And Mr. Toland and Mr. Gildon publicly declared names of which the poet preserves in these few lines ;) the Ozell'a translation of Homer to be, as it was prior, so like. three first of them were fairly printed, acted, and damned; wise superior to Pope's.-Surely, surely, every man is free the fourth suppressed in fear of the like treatment. to deserve well of his country!'—John Ozell.

Ver. 253, 254. The dear Nonjuror-Moliere's old stubble.) We cannot but subscribe to such reverend testimonies, as A comedy ihrashed out of Moliere's Tartuffe, and so much those of the bench of bishops, Mr. Toland, and Mr. Gildon. the translator's favourite, that he assures us all our author's Ver. 290. A heidegger) A strange bird from Switzerdislike to it could only arise from disaffection to the govern- land, and not, as some have supposed, ibe name of an emiment. He assures us, that when he had the honour to nent' person who was a man of parts, and, as was said of kiss his majesty's hand, upon presenting his dedication of it, Petronius, arbiter elegantiarum." he was graciously pleased out of his royal bounty, to order Ver. 296. Withers.). See on ver. 146. him two hundred pounds for it. And this, he doubts not, Ibid. Gildon) Charles Gildon, a writer of criticisms and grieved Mr. P.:

libels in the lasi age, bred at St. Omer's with the Jesuits ; Ver. 258. Thule) An unfinished poem of that name, of but renouncing popery, be published Blount's books against which one sheet was printed many years ago, by Ambrose the divinity of Christ, the Oracles of Reason, &c. He signaPhillips, a northern author. It is an usual

method of putting lized himself as a critic, having written some very bad plays; out a fire, to cast wet sheets upon it. Some critics bave abused Mr. P. very scandalously in an anonymous pamphlei been of opinion that this sheei was of the nature of the of the life of Mr. Wycherley, printed by Curll; in another, a whestos, which cannot be consumed by fire ; but I rather called the New Rehearsnl, printed in 1744; in a third, entithink it an allegorical allosion to the coldness and hoaviness lled the Complete Art of English Poetry, in two volunies: of the writing.

and others. Ver. 269. Great mother) Magna mater here applied to Ver. 297. Roward) Hon. Edward Howard, author of Duiness. The quidnuncs, a nome given to the ancient the British Princes, and a great number of wonderful pieces, members of several political clubs, who were constantly in celebrated by the late earle of Dorset and Rochester, duke quiring quid nunc i'What news 1

lor Buckingham, Mr. Waller, &c.

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Thou Cibber! thou, his laurel shall support,
Folly, my son, has still a friend at court. 300

BOOK THE SECOND.
Lift up your gates, ye princes, see him come!

ARGUMENT.
Sound, sound ye viols, be the cat-call dumb !

The king being proclaimed, the solemnity is graced with
Bring, bring the madding bay, the drunken vine; public games and sports of various kinds; not insti.
The creeping, dirty, courtly ivy join.

tuted by the hero, as by Æneas in Virgil, bul, for And thou! his aid-de-camp, lead on my sons,

greater honour, by the goddess in person, (in like manLight-arm'd with points, antitheses, and puns.

ner as the games of Pythia, Isthmia, &c. were an. Let Bawdry Billingsgate, my daughters dear,

ciently said to be ordained by the gods, and as Thetis

herself appearing, according to Homer, Odyss. IXIT. Support his front, and oaths bring up the rear:

proposed the prizes in honour of her son Achilles. And under his, and under Archer's wing,

Hither flock the poets and critics, attended, as is but Gaming and Grub-street skulk behind the king. 310

just, with their patrons and booksellers. The goddess O! when shall rise a monarch all our own, is first pleased, for her disport, to propose games to the And I, a nursing-mother, rock the throne;

booksellers, and set teth up the phantom of a poet, "Twixt prince and people close the curtain draw, which they contend to overtake. The races described, Shade him from light, and cover him from law;

with their divers accidents. Next the game for a Fatten the courtier, starve the learned band,

poetess. Then follow the exercises for the poets, And suckle armies, and dry-nurse the land :

tickling, vociferating, diving. The first holds for

the arts and practices of dedicators, the second of disTill senates nod to lullabies divine,

putants and fustian poets, the third of profound, dark, And all be sleep, as at an ode of thine!

and dirty party.writers. Lastly, for the critics, the She ceased. Then swells the chapel-royal throat : goddess proposes, (with great propriety) an exercise, God save king Cibber! mounts in every note. 320 not of their parts, but their patience, in hearing the Familiar White's, God save king Colley! cries ;

works of two voluminous authors, one in verse, and God save king Colley! Drury-lane replies :

the other in prose, deliberately read, without sleeping To Needham's quick the voice triumphal rode,

the various effects of which, with the several degrets But pious Needham dropp'd the name of God;

and manners of their operation, are here set forth; ti

the whole number, not of critics only, but of specta Back to the Devil the last echoes roll,

tors, actors, and all present, fall asleep; wbicb nats. And Coll! each butcher roars at Hockley-hole.

rally and necessarily ends the games.
So when Jove's block descended from on high,
(As sings thy great forefather Ogilby)

BOOK II.
Loud thunder to the bottom shook the bog, 330
And the hoarse nation croak’d, ‘God save king Log.' HIGH on a gorgeous seat, that far out-shone

Henley's gilt tub, or Fleckno's Irish throne,
REMARKS.
Ver. 309, 310. Under Archer's wing --Gaming, &c.]

REMARKS.
When the statute against gaming was drawn up, it was re But how much all indulgence is lost upon these people
presented, that the king, by ancient custom, plays at hazard
one night in the year; and therefore a clause was inserted, conduct and constant fate, in the following epigram:

may appear from the just reflection made on their consta with an exemplion as to that particular. Under this pretence, the groom-porter had a room appropriated to gaming

"Ye little wits, that gleam'd awhile, all the summer the court was at Kensington, which his

When Pope vouchsafed a ray; majesty accidentally being acquainted with, with a just in

Alas! deprived of his kind smile, dignation probibited. It is reported the same practice is yet

How soon ye fade away! continued wherever the court resides, and the hazard table "To compass Phæbus' car about, there open to all the professed gamesters in town.

Thus empty vapours rise,
"Greatest and justest sovereign! know you this ?

Each lends his cloud to put him out,
Alas! no more than Thames' calm head can know,

That rear'd bim to the skies.
Whose meads his arms drown, or whose corn o'ertíow.'

*Alas! those skies are not your sphere;
Donne to Queen Eliz.

There he shall ever buro:
Ver. 319. Chapel-royal.) The voices and instruments
used in the service of the chapel-royal being also employed

Weep, weeps and fall! for earth ye were,

And must to earth return.'
in the performance of the birth-day and new-year odes.
Vor. 324. But pious Needham.) A matron of great fame,

Two things there are, upon the supposition of which the and very religious in her way; whose constant prayer it was very basis of all verbal criticism is founded and supported that she might get enough by her profession to leave it off The first, that an aothor could never fail to use the best in time, and make her peace with God.' But her fate was word on every occasion: the second, that a critie canna not so happy; for being convicted, and set in the pillory, she choose but know which that is. This being granted, wber was, (to the lasting sbame of all her groat friends and vota- ever any word doth not fully content us, we take upon uso ries) 80 ill used by the populace, that it put an end to her days. conclude, first, that the author could never bave used in

Ver. 325. Back to the Devil.] The Devil Tavern in and, secondly, that he must have used that very one, which
Fleet-street, where these odes are usually rehearsed before we conjecture, in its stead.
they are performed at court. Upon which a wit of those We cannot, therefore, enough admire the learned Serib
times makes this epigram :

lerus, for his alteration of the text in the last two yeres "When laureates make odes, do you ask of what sort ?

the preceding book, which in all the former editiobe sted Do you ask if they're good, or are evil ?

thus:
You may judge-from the Devil they come to the court, Hoarse thunder to its bottom shook the bog,
And go from the court to the devil.'

And the loud nation croak’d, 'God save king Log!
Ver. 328.--Ogilby-God save king Log!) See Ogilby's. He has, with great judgment, transposed these two se
Esop's Fables, where, in the story of the Frogs and their thets; putting boarre to the nation, and load to the thunder,
King, this excellent hemistich is to be found.

and this being evidently the true reading, he vouchsafed Our author manifests here, and elsewhere, a prodigious so much as to mention the former: for which assertion and tenderness for the bad writers. We see he selects the only the just right of a critic he merits the acknowledgment al good passage, perhaps, in all that ever Ogilby writ! which all sound commentators. shows how candid and patient a reader he must have been. Ver. 2. Henley's gilt tub,] The pulpit of a dissestar ) What can be more kind and affectionate than the words in usually called a tub; but that of Mr. Orator Henley was to the preface to his poems, where he labours to call upon all vered with velvet, and adorned with gold. He had ako . our humanity and forgiveness towards these unlucky men, fair altar, and over it this extraordinary inscription: The oy the most modernte representation of their case that has primitive eucharist.' See the hietory of this person, beob ever been given by any author ?

Ver. 2. or Fleckno's Irish throne,] Richard Fleckers

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Or that where on her Curlls the public pours, With authors, stationers obey'd the call:
All bounteous, fragrant grains and golden showers, The field of glory is a field for all.
Great Cibber sat : the proud Parnassian sneer, Glory and pain the industrious tribe provoke ;
The conscious simper, and the jealous leer, And gentle Dulness ever loves a joke.
Mix on his look : all eyes direct their rays

A poet's form she placed before their eyes,
On him, and crowds turn coxcombs as they gaze. And bade the nimblest racer seize the prize ;
His peers shine round him with reflected grace, No meagre, muse-rid mope, adust and thin,
New edge their dulness, and new bronze their face. In a dun night-gown of his own loose skin,
So from the sun's broad beam, in shållow urns, 10 But such a bulk as no twelve bards could raise,
Heaven's twinkling sparks draw light, and point their Twelve starving bards of these degenerate days. 40
horns.

All as a partridge plump, full-fed and fair, Not with more glee, by hands pontific crown'd, She form'd this image of well-bodied air; With scarlet hats wide waving circled round, With pert fat eyes she window'd well its head; Rome in her Capitol saw Querno sit,

A brain of feathers, and a heart of lead: Throned on seven hills, the Antichrist of wit. And empty words she gave, and sounding strain,

And now the queen, to glad her sons, proclaims But senseless, lifeless! idol void and vain!
By herald hawkers, high heroic games.

Never was dash'd out, at one lucky hit,
They summon all her race: an endless band A fool, so just a copy of a wit ;
Pours forth, and leaves unpeopled half the land. 20 So like, that critics said, and courtiers swore,
A motley mixture! in long wigs, in bags,

A wit it was, and callid the phantom More. 50
In silks, in crapes, in gartars, and in rags,
From drawing-rooms, from colleges, from garrets,

REMARKS. On horse, on foot, in hacks, and gilded chariots : joy:* He was over after a constant frequenter of the pope's # All who true Dunces in her cause appear'd,

table, drank abundantly, and poured forth verxes without

number. Paulus Jovius, Elog. Vir. Doct. chap. Ixxxiii. And all who knew those Dunces to reward.

Some idea of his poetry is given by Fam. Strada in his ProAmid that area wide they took their stand,

lusione.

Ver. 34. Where the tall may-pole once o'erlook'd the Strand, species of mirth, called a joke, arising from a mal-entendu

And gentle Dulness ever loves a joke.) This But now (s0 Anne and piety ordain)

may be well supposed to be the delight of Dulness. A church collects the saints of Drury-lane. 30 Ver. 47. Never was dash'd out, at one lucky hit.] Our

author here seems willing to give some account of the pos

sibility of Dulness making a wit (which could be done no REMARKS.

other way than by chance.) The fiction is the more recon

ciled to probability by the known story of Apelles, who, an Irish priest, but had laid aside (as himself expressed it) being at a loss to express the foam of Alexander's horse, the mechanic part of priesthood. He printed some plays, dashed his pencil in despair at the picture, and happened to poems, letters, and travels. I doubt not, our author took do it by that fortunate stroke. occasion to mention bin in respect to the poem of Mr. Dry Ver. 50. And call'd the phantom More.). Curll, in his den, to which this bears some resemblance, though of a cha- Key to the Dunciad, affirmed this to be James Moore racier more different from it than that of the Æneid from the Smith, Esq. and it is probable (considering what is said of Iliad, or the Lutrin of Boileau from the Defait de Bouts Ri- him in the testimonies) that some might fancy our author mées of Sarazin. It may be just worth mentioning, that the eminence from for one himself. His case, indeed, was like that of a man I

obliged to represent this gentleman as a plagiary, or to pass whence the ancient sophists entertained their auditors, was have heard of, who, as he was sitting in company, perceiv. called by the pompous name of a throne, Themistius, ed his next neighbour had stolen his handkerchief: 'Sir, Orat. i.

said the thief, finding himself detected, do not expose me, I Ver. 3. Or that whereon her Curlls the public pours.) did it for mere want; be so good but to take it privately out Edmund Curll stood in the pillory at Charing-cross, in March, of my pocket again, and say nothing.' The honest man did 1797-8. "This,' saith Edmund Curll, is a false assertion--so, but the other cried out, 'See, gentlemen, what a thief I had, indeed, the corporal punishment of what the gentle we have amoug us! look, he is stealing my handkerchief!' men of the long robe are pleased jocosely to call mounting Some time before, he had borrowed of Dr. Arbuthnot a the rostrum for one hour: but that scene of action was not paper called a llistorico-physical account of the South Sea; in the month of March, but in February.' (Curliad, 12mo. and of Mr. Pope the memoirs of a Parish Clerk, which for p. 19.) And of the history of his being tossed in a blanket, two years he kept, and read to the Rev. Dr. Young, F. Bilhe saith, “Here, Seriblerus! thou leesest in what thou as- lers, Esq. and many others, as his own. Being applied to mertest concerning the blanket: it was not a blanket but a for them, he pretended they were lost; but there happening rug,' p. 25. Much in the same manner Mr. Cibber remon- to be another copy of the latter, it came out in Swift's and strated, that his brothers, at Bedlam, mentioned Book i. Pope's Miscellanies. Upon this, it seems, he was so far were not brazen, but blocks; yet our author let it pass un- mistaken as lo confess his proceeding by an endeavour to altered, as a trifle that no way altered the relationship. hide it: unguardedly printing in the Daily Journal of April

We should think, gentle reader, that we but ill performed 3, 17:23,) 'That the contempt which he and others had for our part, if we corrected not as well our own errors now, as those pieces, (which only himself had shown, and hadded formerly those of the printer; since what moved us to this about as his own,) occasioned their being lost

, and for that work, was solely the love of truth, not in the least any vain canse only not returned.' A fact, of which as none but he glory, or desire to contend with great authors. And fur- could be conscious, none but he could be the publisher of it. ther, our mistakes, we conceive, will the rather be pardoned, The plagiarisms of this person gave occasion to the followas scarce possible to be avoided in writing of such persons ing epigram: and works as do ever shun the light. However, that we

Moore always smiles whenever he recites ; may not any how soften or extenuate the same, we give them thee in the very words of our antagonists ; not defend

He smiles (you think) approving what he writes.

And yet in this no vanity is shown; ing, but retracting them from our heart, and craving excuse of the parties offended: for surely in this work, it hath been

A modest man may like what's not his own.' above all things our desire to provoke no man. Scribl.

This young gentleman's whole misfortune was too inorVer. 15. Rome in her Capitol saw Querdo sit.] Camillo instance attested by Mr. Savage, son of the late Earl Rivers ;

dinale a passion to be thought a wit. Here is a very strong Quero was of Apulia, who hearing the great encourage who having shown some verses of his in manuscript to Mr. harp in his hand, and sung to it twenty thousand verses of i Moore, wherein Mr. Pope was called first of the tuneful poem called Alexias. He was introduced as a buffoon to train, Mr. Moore the next morning sent to Mr. Savage to Leo, and promoted to the honour of the laurel; a jest which desire him to give those verses another turn, to wit, That the court of Rome and the pope himself entered into so far. Pope might now be the first, because Moore had len him as to cause him to ride on an elephant to the Capitol, and the rehearsal of the Rival Modes, his first and only work;

unrivalled, in turning his style to comedy.' This was during to hold a solemn festival on his coronation; at which it is recorded the post himself was so transported as to weep for! • See Life of C. C. chap. vi. 8 149.

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All gaze with ardour : some a poet's name, The race by vigour, not by vaunts is won : Others a sword-knot and laced suit infiame. So take the hindmost, Hell ! he said, and run. But lofty Lintot in the circle rose :

Swift as a bard the bailiff leaves behind, * This prize is mine ; who 'tempt it are my foes : He left huge Lintot, and out-stripp'd the wind. With me began this genius, and shall end.'

As when a dab-chick waddles through the copse He spoke; and who with Lintot shall contend? On feet and wings, and flies, and wades, and hops:

Fear held them mute. Alone, untaught to fear, So labouring on, with shoulder, hands, and head, Stood dauntless Curll : ‘Behold that rival here! Wide as a wind-mill all his figure spread,

With arms expanded Bernard rows his state,

And left-legg'd Jacob seems to emulate.
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Full in the middle way there stood a lake the town condemned it in the action, but he printed it in which Curll's Corinna chanced that morn to make; 1726-7, with this modest mouto: * Hic cæstus, artemque repono.'

(Such was her wont, at early dawn to drop The smaller pieces which we have heard attributed to Her evening cates before his neighbour's shop) this author are, An Epigram on the Bridge at Blenheim, by Here fortuned Curll to slide ; loud shout the band, Dr. Evans: Cosmelia, by Mr. Pit, Mr. Jones, &c. Mock Marriage of a mad Divine, with a Cl. for a Parson, by Obscene with filth the miscreant lies bewray'd,

The And Bernard ! Bernard ! rings through all the Strand Dr. W. The Saw-pil, a Simile, by a Friend. Physical Works on Sir James Baker; and some unowned Fall'n in the plash his wickedness had laid : Letters, Advertisements, and Epigrams against our author Then first (if poets aught of truth declare) in the Daily Journal.

Notwithstanding what is here collected of the person ima. The caitiff vaticide conceived a prayer: gined by Curll to be meant in this place, we cannot be of "Hear, Jove! whose name my bards and I adore, that opinion; since our poet had certainly no need of via- As much at least as any gods or more ; dicating ball a dozen verses to himsell, which every reader had done for him; since the name itself is not spelled Moore, And him and his if more devotion warms, but More; and, lastly, since the learned Scriblerus has to Down with the Bible, up with the pope's arms. well proved the contrary. Ver. 50. The phantom More.] It appears from hence,

A place there is, betwixt earth, air, and seas, that this is not the name of a real person, but fictitious! Where, from ambrosia, Jove retires for ease. More from wupos stultus, kuwpro, stultitia, to represent the There in his seat two spacious vents appear, folly of a plagiary. Thus Erasnius: Admonuit me Mori cog. On this he sits, to that he leans his ear, nomen tibi, quod tam ad Moriæ vocabulum accedit quam es ipse a re alienus. Dedication of Moriæ Encomium lo And hears the various vows of fond mankind; sir Thomas More; the farewell of which may be our au- Some beg an eastern, some a western wind; thor's to his plagiary, Vale, More! et moriam tuam sina All vain petitions mounting to the sky, viter defende. Adiel More! and be sure strongly to defend thy owu folly.

With reams abundant this abode supply ; Ver. 53. But lofty Lintot.) We enter here upon the Amused he reads, and then returns the bills episode of the booksellers; persons, whose names being more known and famous in the learned world than those of the Sign'd with that ichor which from gods distills authors in this poem, do therefore peed less explanation. In office bere fair Cloacina stands, The action of Mi. Lintot here imitates that of Dares in Vir- And ministers to Jove with purest hands. gil, rising just in this manner to lay bold of a bull. This eminent bookseller printed the Rival Modes before men- Forth from the heap she pick'd her votary's prayer, tioned.

And placed it next him, a distinction rare ! Ver. 58. Stood dauntless Curll:) We come now to a lont had the goddess heard her servant's call, character of much respect, that of Mr. Edmund Curll. a plain repetition of great actions is the best praise of them, From her black grottos near the Temple-wall, we shall only say of this eminent man, that he carried the Listening delighted to the jest unclean trade many lengths beyond what it ever before arrived at: Of link-boys vile, and waterman obscene; and that he was the envy and admiration of all his profession. He possessed himself of a command over all authors Where, as he fish'd her nether realms for wit, whatever : he caused them to write what he pleased; they she oft had favour'd him, and favours yet. could not call their very names their own. He was not only Renew'd by ordure's sympathetic force, famous among these; he was taken notice of by the state, the church, and the law, and received particular marks of As oil'd with magic juices for the course, distinction from each. It will be owned that he is here introduced with all possi- Imbibes new life, and scours and stinks along :

Vigorous he rises; from the effluvia strong, ble diguiiy. He speaks like the intrepid Diomede; be runs like the swin footed Achilles : if he falls, 'tis like the beloved Re-passes Lintot, vindicates the race, Nisus; und (what llomer makes to be the chief of all praises) Nor heeds the brown dishonours of his face. he is favoured of the gods: be says but three words, and his prayer is heard; a goddess conveys it to the seat of Jupiter :

And now the victor stretch'd his eager hand ihough he loses the prize, he gains the victory; the great Where the tall nothing stood or seem'd to stand: 113 mothor herself comforts him, she inspires him with expe- A shapeless shade, it melted from his sight, dients, she honours him with an immortal present (such as Achilles receives from Thetis, and Æneas from Venus,) at Like forms in clouds, or visions of the night. once instructive and prophetical: after this he is unrivalled, and triumphant.

The tribute our author here pays him is a grateful return for several unmerited obligations ; many weighty animadversions on the public affairs, and many excellent and divert. Ver. 70. Curll's Coriona.] This name, it seems, u ing pieces on private persons, has he given to his name. If taken by one Mrs. Thomas, who procured some parat ever he owed two verses to any other, he owed Mr. Curll letters of Mr. Pope, whilo almost a boy, to Mr. Cromsen some thousands. He was every day extending his fame, and sold them without the consent of either of those genje and enlarging his writings: witness innumerable instances; men, to Curll, who printed them in 12mo, 1797. He dis but it shall soffice only to mention the Court Poems, which covered her to be the publisher, in his key, j». 11. be meant to publish as the work of the true writer, a lady take this opportunity of mentioning the manner in which of quality, but being threatened first, and afterwards pun- those letters goi abroad, which the author was ashamed ished for it by Mr. Pope, he generously transferred it from as very trivial things, full not only of levities, but of story her to him, and ever since printed it in his name. The single judgments of men and books, and only excusable froz i time that ever he spoke to Mr. C. was on that affair, and youth and inexperience of the writer. to that happy incident he owed all the favour since received Ver. 82. Down with the Bible, up with the pope'r ard) from him: 0 true is the saying of Dr. Sydenham, 'that The Bible, Curll's sign; the Cross Keys, Lintor*s! any one shall be, at some time or other, the better or the Ver. 101. Where, as he fish'd, &c.) See the preface to worse, for having but seen or spoken to a good or bad man.' Swift's and Popo's Miscellanies.

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