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And (6) great Naffau to Kneller's hand decreed
To fix him graceful on the bounding steed;
So well in paint and stone they judg'd of merit :
But kings in wit may want difcerning fpirit.
The hero William, and the martyr Charles,
One knighted Blackmore, and one penfion'd
Quarles;

Which made old Ben and furly Dennis fwear,
"No lord's anointed, but a (c) Ruffian bear."

Not with fuch (d) majefty, fuch bold relief, The forms auguft, of king, or conquering chief, E'er fwell'd on marble; as in verfe have fhin'd (in polish'd verfe) the manners and the mind. Oh could I mount on the Mæonian wing, Your (e) arms, your actions, your repose to fing; What (f) feas you travers'd, and what fields you fought!

Your country's peace, how oft, how dearly bought! How (g) barbarous rage fubfided at your word, And nations wonder'd while they dropp'd the

fword!

How, when you nodded, o'er the land and deep, (b) Peace ftole her wing, and wrapp'd the world

in fleep;

Till earth's extremes your meditation own,
And (i) Afia's tyrants tremble at your throne
But (4) verfe, alas! your majesty disdains;
And I'm not us'd to panegyric strains:
The zeal of (1) fools offends at any time,
But most of all, the zeal of fools in rhyme.
Befides, a fate attends on all I write,
That when I aim at praife, they fay (m) I bite.
A vile (n) encomium doubly ridicules:
There's nothing blackens like the ink of fools.

Edicto vetuit, ne quis fe praeter Apellem
Pingeret, aut alius Lyfippo duceret aera
Fortis (6) Alexandri vultum fimulantia. quod fi
Judicium fubtile videndis artibus illud
Ad libros et ad haec Mufarum dona vocares;
(e) Boeotum in craffo jurares aëre natum.

[At neque dedecorant tua de fe judicia, atque Munera quae multa dantis cum laude tulerunt, Dilecti tibi Virgilius Variufque poetae;]

Nec magis expreffi (d) vultus per ahenea figna, Quam per vatis opus mores animique virorum Clarorum apparent. nec fermones ego mailema Repentes per humum, (e) quam res componere geftas,

Terrarumque (f) fitus et flumina dicere, et arces Montibus impolitas, et (g) barbara regna, tuifque Aufpiciis totum (4) confecta duella per orbem, Clauftraque (b) cuftodem pacis cohibentia Janum, Et (i) formidatam Parthis, te principe, Romam : Si quantum cuperem, poffem quoque. fed neque parvum

(4) Carmen majestas recipit tua; nec meus audet Rem tentare pudor, quan vires ferre recufent. Sedulitas autem (1) ftulte, quem diligit, urget; Praecipue cum fe numeris commendat et arte. Difcit enim citius, meminitque libentius illud Quod quis (m) deridet, quani quod probat et vene

If true, a () woful likenefs; and if lies, "Praise undeferv'd is scandal in disguise:" Well may he (p) blufh, who gives it, or receives; And when I flatter, let my dirty leaves (Like journals, odes, and fuch forgotten things As Eufden, Philips, fettle, writ of kings) (9) Clothe fpice, like trunks, or fluttering in a row, Befringe the rails of Bedlani and Soho.

In (o) pejus vultu proponi cereus ufquam,
Nec prave factis decorari verfibus opto:
Ne (p) rubeam pingui donatus munere, et una
Cum fcriptore meo capfa porrectus aperta,
(9) Deferar in vicum vendentem thus et odores,
Et piper, et quicquid chartis amicitur ineptis.

BOOK II. EPISTLE II.

Ludentis fpeciem dabit, et torquebitur. Hox.

DEAR Col'nel, Cohham's and your country's friend!

You love a verfe, take fuch as I can fend. (6) A Frenchman comes, prefents you with his

boy,

Bows, and begins-" This lad, Sir, is of Blois; "Obferve his fhape how clean his locks how "curl'd!

"My only fon; I'd have him fee the world: "His French is pure; his voice too-you shall "hear.

"Sir, he's your flave, for twenty pound a-year. "Mere wax as yet, you fafhion him with eafe, "Your barber, cook, upholsterer, what you please: "A perfect genius at an opera fong"To fay too much, might do my honour wrong. "Take him with all his virtues, on my word; "His whole ambition was to ferve a lord: "But, Sir to you, with what would I not part ? "Though faith, I fear, 'twill break his mother's "heart.

EPISTOLA II.

FLORE, bono claroque fidelis amice Neroni, (b) Si quis forte velit puerum tibi vendere natumi Tibure vel Gabiis, et tecum fic agat: "Hic et "Candidus, et talos a vertice pulcher ad imos, "Fiet eritque tuus nummorum millibus octo; "Verna minifteriis ad nutus aptus heriles; "Litterulis Graecis imbutus, idoneus arti "Cuilibet: argilla quidvis imitaberis uda "Quin etiam canet indoctum, fed dulce bibenti. "Multa fidem promiffa levant, ubi plenius aeque "Laudat venales, qui vult extrudere, merces. "Res urget me nulla: meo fum pauper in aere. "Nemo hoc mangonum faceret tibi: non temere

sa me

[(fit "Quivis ferret idem: femel hic ceffavit, et (ut [ficto" In fcalis latuit metuens pendentis habenae: Nil moror (2) officium, quod me gravat: ac neque "Des nummos, excepta nihil te â fuga laedit."

ratur.

"Once (and but once) I caught him in a lie, "And then, unwhipp'd, he had the grace to cry: "The fault he has I fairly fhall reveal, "(Could you o'erlook but that) it is, to steal." (6) If, after this, you took the graceful lad, Could you complain, my friend, he prov'd so bad? Faith, in fuch cafe, if you should profecute, I think Sir Godfrey should decide the fuit : Who fent the thief that ftole the cash, away, And punish'd him that put it in his way.

(d) Confider then, and judge me in this light; I told you when I went, I could not write; You faid the fame; and are you difcontent With laws, to which you gave your own affent? Nay worse, to ask for verse at such a time ! D'ye think me good for nothing but to rhyme? (-) In Anna's wars, a foldier poor and old Had dearly earn'd a little purse of gold: lir'd with a tedious march, one luckless night, He flept, poor dog' and loft it, to a doit, This put the man in fuch a defperate mind, Between revenge, and grief, and hunger join'd, Against the foe, himself, and all mankind, He leap'd the trenches, fcal'd a caftle wall, Tore down a ftandard, took the fort and all. "Frodigious well!" his great commander cry'd, Gave him much praife, and fome reward befide. Next, pleas'd his excellence a town to batter (Its name I know not, and 'tis no great matter); "Go on, my friend, (he cry'd) fee yonder walls! Advance and conquer go where glory calls! "More honours, more rewards, attend the brave." Don't you remember what reply he gave? "D'ye think me, noble general, fuch a sot? "Let hini take caftles who has ne'er a groat." (f) Bred up at home, full early I begun To read in Greek the wrath of Peleus' fon.

(4) Ille ferat pretium, poenae fecurus, opinor. Prudens emifti vitiofum: di&a tibi eft lex. Infequeris tamen hunc, et lite moraris iniqua.

(d) Dixi me pigrum proficifcenti tibi, dixi Talibus officiis prope mancum; ne mea faevus Jurgares ad te quod epiftola nulla veniret. Quid tum profeci, mecum facientia jura Si tamen attentas? quereris fuper hoc etiam, quod Expectata tibi non mittam carmina mendax. (e) Luculli miles collecta viatica multis Aerumnis, laffus dum noctu ftertit, ad affem Perdiderat poft hoc vehemens lupus, et sibi et

hofti

Iratus pariter, jejunis dentibus acer,
Praefidium regale loco dejecit, ut aiunt,
Summe munito, et multarum divite rerum.
Clarus ob id factum, donis ornatur honestis,
Accipit et bis dena fuper feftertia nummŷm.
Forte fub hoc tempus caftellum evertere praetor
Nefcio quod cupiens, hortari coepit eundem [tem:
Verbis, quae timido quoque poffent addere men-
1, bone, quo virtus tua te vocat: i pede faufto,
Grandia laturus meritorum praemia: quid ftas?
Poft haec ille catus, quantumvis rufticus, "Ibit,
"Ibit eo, quo vis, qui zonam perdidit, inquit."

(/) Romac nutriri mihi contigit atque doceri,

Befides, my father taught me from a lad,
The better art to know the good from bad:
(And little fure imported to remove,

To hunt for truth in Maudlin's learned grove.)
But knottier points, we knew not half fo well,
Depriv'd us foon of our paternal cell;
And certain laws, by fufferers thought unjust,
Deny'd all pofts of profit or of trust:
Hopes after hopes of pious Papifts fail'd, [vail'd.
While mighty William's thundering arm pre-
For right hereditary tax'd and fin'd,
He stuck to poverty with peace of mind;
And me, the mufes help'd to undergo it;
Convict a Papift he, and I a poet.

But (thanks to Homer) hence I live and thrive,
Indebted to no prince or peer alive,

Sure I fhould want the care of ten Monroes,
If I would fcribble, rather than repose.

(g) Years following years, fteal something every day,

At laft they fteal us from ourselves away;
In one our frolics, one amufements end,
In one a mistress drops, in one a friend :
This fubtle thief of life, this paltry time,
What will it leave me, if it fnatch my rhyme?
If every wheel of that unweary'd mill,
That turn'd ten thousand verfes, now ftands ftill?

(b) But after all, what would you have me do?
When out of twenty I can please not two;
When this heroics only deigns to praise,
Sharp fatire that, and that Findaric lays?
One likes the pheasant's wing, and one the leg;
The vulgar boil, the learned roaft an egg.
Hard talk to hit the palate of fuch guests,
When Oldfield loves what Dartincuf detefts.

(i) But graut I may relapfe, for want of grace, Again to rhyme: can London be the place ?

Iratus Graiis quantum nocuiffet Achilles.
Adjecere bonae paulo plus artis Athenae :
Scilicet ut poffem curvo dignofcere rectum,
Atque inter fylvas academi quaerere verum.
Dura fed emovere loco me tempora grato;
Civilifque rudem belli tulit aeftus in arma,
Caefaris Augufti non refponfura lacertis.
Unde fimul primum me demifere Philippi,
Decifis humilem pennis, inopemque paterni
Et laris et fundi, paupertas impulit audax
Ut verfus facerem: fed, quod non defit, habentem,
Quae poterunt unquam fatis expurgare cicutac,
Ni melius dormire putem, quam fcribere verfus?

(g) Singula de nobis anni praedantur euntes; Eripuere jocos, venerem, convivia, ludum; Tendunt extorquere poemata. quid faciam vis? (b) Denique non omnes eadem mirantur amant

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Who there his mufe, or felf, or foul attends,
In crowds, and courts, law, business, feafts, and
friends?

My courfel fends to execute a deed:
A poet begs me I will hear him read:
In Palace-yard at nine you'll find me there-
At ten, for certain, Sir, in Bloomsbury-square-
Before the Lords at twelve my caufe comes on-
There's a rehearsal, Sir, exact at one—
"Oh but a wit can study in the streets,
"And raise his mind above the mob he meets."
Not quite fo well however as one ought;
A hackney-coach may chance to spoil a thought;
And then a nodding beam, or pig of lead,
God knows, may hurt the very ableft head.
Have you not feen, at Guildhall's narrow pass,
Two Aldermen difpute it with an ass ?
And peers give way, exalted as they are,
Ev'n to their own f-r-v-fice in a car?

(4) Go, lofty poet and in fuch a crowd,
Sing thy fonorous verfe-but not aloud.
Alas! to grottoes and to groves we run,
To cafe and filence, every mufe's fon :
Blackmore himfelf, for any grand effort,
Would drink and doze at Tooting or Earl's Court.
How fhall I rhyme in this eternal roar?

How match the bards whomnon e c'er match'd before?

() The man, who, ftretch'd in Ifis' calm re

treat,

To books and study gives seven years complete,
See, ftrow'd with learned duft, his nightcap on,
He walks, an object new beneath the fun!
The boys flock round him, and the people stare:
So ftiff, fo mute! fome ftatue you would fwear,
Stepp'd from its pedestal to take the air!

Scribere poffe, inter tot curas totque labores?
Hic fponfum vocat, hic auditum fcripta, relictis
Omnibus officiis: cubat hic in colle Quirini,
Hic extremo in Aventino; vifendus uterque.
Intervalla vides humane commoda.
"Verum

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And fhook his head at Murray, as a wit.
'Twas," Sir, your law"-and "Sir, your elo.
quence,"
[fenfe."
"Yours, Cowper's manner-and yours, Talbot's
(n) Thus we difpofe of all poetic merit,
Yours Milton's genius, and nine Homer's fuirit.
Call Tibbald Shakefpeare, and he'll fwear the
Nine,

Dear Cibber! never match'd one ode of thine.
Lord! how we ftrut through Merlin's cave, to fee
No pocts there, but Stephen, you, and me.
Walk with refpect behind, while we at ease
Weave laurel crowns, and take what names we
please.

"My dear Tibullus!" if that will not do,
"Let me be Horace, and be Ovid you!
"Or, I'm content, allow me Dryden's firains,
"And you fhall rife up Otway for your pains."
Much do I fuffer, much to keep in peace
This jealous, wafpifh, wrong-head, rhyming rate;
And much muft flatter, if the whim fhould bite
To court applaufe by printing what I write :
But let the fit pafs o'er, I'm wife enough
To ftop my ears to their confounded ftuff.

(6) In vain, bad rhymers all mankind reject, They treat themselves with most profound respect; 'Tis to fmall purpofe that you hold your tongue, Each prais'd within, is happy all day long:

(m) Frater erat Romae confulti rhetor; ut alter Alterius fermone meros audiret honores: Gracchus ut hic illi foret, huic ut Mucius ille. Qui minus argutos vexat furor ifte poetas? () Carmina compono, hic elegos; mirabile vifu, Caelatumque novem Mufis opus. afpiče primum, Quanto cum faflu, quanto molimine circum

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Mox etiam (fi forte vacas) fequere, et procul audi,
Quid ferat, et quare fibi nectat uterque coronam.
Caedimar, et totidem plagis confumimus hoftem,
Lento Samnites ad lumina prima duello.
Difcedo Alcaeus puncto illius; ille meo quis?
Quis, nifi Callimachus? fi plus adpofcere vifus:
Fit Mimnermus, et optivo cognomine crefcit.
Multa fero, ut placem genus irritabile vatum,
Cum fcribo, et fupplex populi fuffragia capto:
Idem, finitis ftudiis, et mente recepta,
Obturem patulas impune legentibus aures.

() Ridentur mala qui componunt carmina:

verum

Gaudet fcribentes, et fe venerantur, et ultro,
Si taceas, laudant; quidquid fcripfere, beati.
At qui legitimum cupiet feciffe poema,
Cum tabulis animum cenforis fumet honefti:"

But how feverely with themselves proceed
The men, who write fuch verfe as we can read?
Their own strict judges, not a word they fpare,
That wants or force, or light, or weight, or care,
Howe'er unwillingly it quits its place,

Nay though at Court (perhaps) it may find grace:
Such they'll degrade; and fometimes, in its ftead,
(p) In downright charity revive the dead;
Mark where a bold, expreffive phrase appears,
Bright through the rubbish of forue hundred years;
Command old words that long have slept, to wake,
Words, that wife Bacon, or brave Raleigh spake
Or bid the new be English, ages hence,
(For ufe will father what's begot by fenfe)
Pour the full tide of eloquence along,
Serenely pure, and yet divinely strong,
Rich with the treasures of each foreign tongue!
Prune the luxuriant, the uncouth refine,
But fhow no mercy to an empty line:
Then polish all, with so much life and ease,
You think 'tis nature, and a knack to please:
"But cafe in writing flows from art, not chance;
"Asthose move easiest who have learn'd to dance."
(7) fuch the plague and pains to write by rule,
Better (fay 1) be pleas'd, and play the fool;
Call, if you will, bad rhyming a disease,
It gives men happiness, or leaves them cafe.
There liv'd in primo Georgii (they record)
A worthy member, no small fool, a lord;
Who, though the house was up, delighted fate,
Heard, noted, anfwer'd, as in full debate:
In all but this, a man of sober life,
Fond of his friend, and civil to his wife;
Not quite a madman, though a pasty fell;
And much too wife to walk into a well.

Him, the damn'd doctors and his friends immur'd, They bled, they cupp'd, they purg'd; in short, they cur'd:

Whereat the gentleman began to ftare—
My friends! he cry'd, p-x take you for your care!
That from a patriot of diftinguifh'd note,
Have bled and purgid me to a fimple vote.

Audebit quaecunque parum fplendoris habebunt,
Et fine pondere erunt, et honore indigna ferentur,
Verba movere loco; quamvis invita recedant,
Et verfentur adhuc intra penetralia Vestae:
(A) Obscurata diu populo bonus eruet, atque
Proferet in lucem fpeciofa vocabula rerum,
Quae prifcis memorata Catonibus atque Cethegis,
Hunc fitus informis premit et deferta vetuftas;
Adfcifcet nova, quae genitor produxerit ufus :
Vehemens et liquidus, puroque fimillimus amni,
Fundet opes, Latiumque heabit divite lingua:
Luxuriantia compefcet: nimis afpera fano
Levabit cultu, virtute carentia tollet:
Laudentis fpeciem dabit, torquebitur, ut qui
Nunc Satyrum, nunc agreftem Cyclopa movetur.
(4). Praetulerim fcriptor delitus inerfque videri,
Dum mea dele&tent mala me, vel denique fallant,
Quam fapere, et ringi. Fuit haud ignobilis argis,
Qui le credebat miros audire tragoedos,
In vacuo lactus feffor, plauforque theatro :
Caetera qui vitae fervaret munia recto

(r) Well, on the whole, plain profe must be my fate :

Wisdom (curfe on it) will come foon or late.
There is a time when poets will grow dull:
I'll e'en leave verfes to the boys at school:
To rules of poetry no more confin'd,
I'll learn to smooth and harmonise my mind,
Teach every thought within its bounds to roll,
And keep the equal measure of the foul.

(s) Soon as I enter at my country door,
My mind refumes the thread it dropp'd before;
Thoughts which at Hyde-park corner I forgot,
Meet and rejoin me, in the penfive grot.
There all alone, and compliments apart,
I ask these fober questions of my heart.

[crave,

(1) If, when the more you drink, the more you You tell the doctor; when the more you have, The more you want, why not with equal cafe Confefs as well your folly, as difeafe? The heart refolves this matter in a trice, "Men only feel the smart, but not the vice."

(u) When golden angels cease to cure the evil, You give all royal witchcraft to the devil: When fervile chaplains cry, that birth and place Indue a peer with honour, truth, and grace; Look in that breast, most dirty Dean be fair, Say, can you find out one such lodger there? Yet ftill, not heeding what your heart can teach, You go to church to hear these flatterers preach. Indeed, could wealth beflow or wit or merit, A grain of courage, or a spark of fpirit, The wifeft man might blush, I must agree, If D* lov'd fixpence, more than.ke.

(v) If there be truth in law, and use can give A property, that's yours on which you live.

More; bonus fane vicinus, amabilis hofpes,
Comis in uxorem? poffet qui ignofcere servis
Et figno laefo non infanire lagenae :

Poffet qui rupem, et puteum vitare patentem.
Hic ubi cognatorum opibus curifque refectus,
Expulit elleboro morbum bilemque meraco,
Et redit ad fefe: Pol me occidittis, amici,
Non fervatis, ait; cui fic extorta voluptas,
Et demptus per vim mentis gratiffimus error.

(r) Nimirum fapere eft abjectis utile nugis, Et tempeftivum pueris concedere ludum; (s) Ac non verba fequi fidibus modulanda Latinis Sed verae numerofque modofque ediscere vitae. Quocirca mecum loquor haec, tacitufque recordor: (t) Si tibi nulla fitim finiret copia lymphae, Narrares medicis: quod quanto plura parasti, Tanto plura cupis, nulline faterier audes?

(u) Si vulnus tibi monftrata radice vel herba Non fieret levius, fugeres radice vel herba Proficiente nihil curarier: audieras, cui Rem Dî donarint, ille decedere pravam Stultitiam; et, cum fis nihilo fapientior, ex que Plenior es, tamen uteris monitoribus îfdem ? At fi divitiae prudentem reddere poffent, Si cupidum timidumque minus te: nempe ruberes Viveret in terris, te fi quis avarior uno.

(v) Si proprium eft, quod quis libra mercatus et acre eft,

Delightful Abs-court, if its fields afford
Their fruits to you, confeffes you its lord:
All() Worldly's hens, nay, partridge, fold to town,
His venifon too, a guinea makes your own:
He bought at thoufands, what with better wit
You purchase as you want, and bit by bit;
Now, or long fince, what difference will be found?
You pay a penny, and he paid a pound.

(y) Heathcote himself, and fuch large-acred men,
Lords of fat E'fham, or of Lincoln-fen,
Buy every stick of wood that lends them heat;
Buy every pullet they afford to eat.

Yet these are wights, who fondly call their own Half that the devil o'erlooks from Lincoln-town, 'The laws of God, as well as of the land, Abhor a perpetuity should stand:

Eftates have wings, and hang in fortune's power
(z) Loofe on the point of every wavering hour,
Ready, by force, or of your own accord,
By fale, at least by death, to change their lord.
Man? and for ever? wretch! what wouldst thou
have?

Heir urges heir, like wave impelling wave.
All vaft poffeffions (juft the fame the cafe
Whether you cali them villa, park, or chase)
Alas, my Bathurst what will they avail?
Join Cotfwood's hills to Saperton's fair dale,
Let rifing granaries and temples here,
There mingled farms and pyramids appear,
Link towns to towns with avenues of oak,
Enclofe whole downs in walls, 'tis all a joke!
Inexorable Death fhall level all,

And trees, and ftones, and farms, and farmer fall. (a) Gold, filver, ivory, vafes fculptur'd high, Paint, marble, gems, and robes of Persian dye,

Quaedam (fi credis confultis) mancipat ufus:
Qui te pafcit ager, tuus eft ; et villicus Orbi,
Cum fegetes occat tibi mox frumenta daturus,
Te dominum fentit.

(x) das nummos; accipis uvam,
Pullos, ova, cadum, temeti: nempe modo ifto
Paulatim mercaris agrum, fortaffe trecentis,
Aut ctiam fupra, nummorum millibus emtum.
Quid refert, vivas numerato nuper, an olim?

(y) Emtor Aricini quondam, Veientis et arvi, Emtum coenat olus, quamvis aliter putat ; emtis Sub noctem gelidam lignis calefactat ahenum. Sed vocat ufque fuum, qua populus ad fita certis Limitibus dicina refigit jurgia: tanquam (z) Sit proprium cuiquam, puncto quod mobilis horae, [prema, Nunc prece, nunc pretio, nunc vi, nunc forte fuPermutet dominos, et cedat in altera jura.

Sic, quia perpetuus nulli datur ufus, et haeres Hacredem alterius, velut unda fupervenit undam: Quid vici profunt, aut horrea? quidve Calabris Saltibus adjecti Lucani; fi metit Orcus Grandia cum parvis, non exorabilis auro? (a) Gemmas, marmor, ebur, Tyrrhena figilla, tabellas,

Argentum, veftes Gaetulo murice tinctas,

Sunt qui non habeant; eft qui non curat habere.

There are who have not-and thank heaven there are,

Who, if they have not, think not worth their care. (6) Talk what you will of tafte, my friend, you'll find

Two of a face, as soon as of a mind.
Why, of two brothers, rich and restless one
Ploughs, burns, manures, and toils from fun to fun;
The other flights, for women, sports, and wines,
All Townshend's turnips, and all Grofvenor'sminer
Why one like Bu- with pay and fcorn content,
Bows and votes on, in court and parliament;
One, driven by ftrong benevolence of foul,
Shall fly, like Oglethorpe, from pole to pole:
Is known alone to that Directing Power,
Who forms the genius in the natal hour;
That God of Nature, who, within us ftill,
Inclines our action, not constrains our will;
Various of temper, as of face or frame,
Each individual; his great end the same.

(6) Yes, Sir, how small foever be my heap,
A part I will enjoy, as well as keep.
My heir may sigh, and think it want of grace
A man fo poor would live without a place :
But fure no ftatute in his favour fays,
How free, or frugal, I fhall pass my days:
I, who at fome times fpend, at others fpare,
Divided between careleffnefs and care.
'Tis one thing madly to disperse my store;
Another, not to heed to treasure more :
Glad, like a boy, to fnatch the first good day,
And pleas'd, if fordid want be far away.

(f) What is 't to me (a passenger God wot)
Whether my veffel be first-rate or not?
The ship itself may make a better figure;
But I that fail, am neither lefs nor bigger:
I neither ftrut with every favouring breath,
Nor ftrive with all the tempest in my teeth.
In power, wit, figure, virtue, fortune, plac'd
Behind the foremost, and before the last.

(6) Cur alter fratrum ceffare, et ludere, et ungi Praeferat Herodis palmetis pinguibus; alter Dives et importunus, ad umbram lucis ab ortu Silveftrem flammis et ferro mitiget agrum : Scit Genius, natale comes qui temperat aftrum: Naturae Deus bumane, mortalis in unum Quodque caput, vulta mutabilis, albus, et ater. (c) Utar, et ex modico, quantum res pofcet,

acervo

Tollam: nec metuam, quid de me judicet haeres, Quod non plura datis invenerit. et tamen idem Scire volam. quantum fimplex hilarisque nepoti Difcrepet, et quantum difcordet parcus avaro. Diftat enim, fpargas tua prodigus, an neque fum

tum.

Invitus facias, nec plura parare labores;
Ac potius, puer ut feftis Quinquatribus olim,
Exiguo gratoque fruaris tempore raptim. [utrum
(ƒ) Pauperics immunda domûs procul abfit: ege,
Nave ferar magna an parva, ferar unus et idem.
Non agimur tumidis velis Aquilone fecundo:
Non tamen adverfis aetatem ducimus Auftris,

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