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Content if hence th’unlearn'd their wants may view,
ESSAY ON SATIRE.
BY THE DEATH OF MR. POPE.
BY J. BROWN, A.M.
OF the end and efficacy of Satire. The love of
influence those who defy all
Rules for the conduct of Satire. Justice and truth
The history of Satire. Roman Satirists, Lucillus,
Dryden, v. 429. The true ends of Satire
ESSAY ON SATIRE.
PART I. FATE
gave the word; the cruel arrow sped, And Pope lies number'd with the mighty dead! Resign’d he fell; superior to the art That quench'd its rage in your's and Britajn's heart. You mourn; but Britain, lull'd in rest profound, 5 (Unconscious Britain !) slumbers o'er her wound. Exulting Dulness ey'd the setting light, And flapp'd her wing, impatient for the night: Rous'd at the signal, Guilt collects her train, And counts the triumphs of her growing reign: 10 With inextinguishable rage they burn, And snake-hung Envy hisses o'er his urn : Th' envenom'd monsters spit their deadly foam To blast the laurel that surrounds his tomb.
But you, O Warburton! whose eyes refin'd, 15 Can see the greatness of an honest mind; Can see each virtue and each grace unite, And taste the raptures of a pure delight; You visit oft his awful page with care, And view that bright assemblage treasur'd there; 20 You trace the chain that links his deep design, And pour new lustre on the glowing line.
Yet deign to hear the efforts of a Muse
In ev'ry breast there burns an active flame, The love of glory, or the dread of shame : 30 The passion one, tho’ various it appear, As brighten'd into hope or dimm'd by fear. The lisping infant and the hoary sire, And youth and manhood, feel the heart-born fire: The charms of praise the coy, the modest, woo, 35 And only fly that glory may pursue: She, pow'r resistless, rules the wise and great, Bends ev'n reluctant hermits at her feet; Haunts the proud city and the lowly shade, And sways alike the sceptre and the spade. 40
Thus heav'n in pity wakes the friendly flame, To urge
mankind on deeds that merit fame : But man, vain man ! in folly only wise, Rejects the inanna sent him from the skies : With rapture hears corrupted Passion's call, Still proudly prone to mingle with the stall. As each deceitful shadow tempts his view, He for the imag'd substance quits the true;