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A book his curious
Where, with exactest care and pains,
Were every beast and bird pourtray'd,
That e'er the search of man survey'd;
Their natures and their powers were writ
With all the pride of human wit:
The page he with attention spread,
And thus remark'd on what he read :
“ Man with strong reafon is endow'd;
A beast scarce instinct is allow'd :
But, let this author's worth be try'd,
'Tis plain that neither was his guide.
Can he discern the different natures,
And weigh the power of other creatures,
Who by the partial work hath shewn
He knows so little of his own?
How falsely is the Spaniel drawn !
Did man from him first learn to fawn?
A Dog proficient in the trade!
He the chief flatterer Nature made !
Go, Man! the ways of courts discern,
You 'll find a Spaniel ftill might learn.
How can the Fox's theft and plunder
Provoke his censure or his wonder?
From Courtiers' tricks and Lawyers' arts,
The Fox might well improve his parts.
The Lion, Wolf, and Tiger's brood,
He curses, for their thirst of blood.
But is not Man to Man a prey?
Beasts kill for hunger, Men for paye”
The Bookseller, who heard him speak,
And saw him turn a page of Greek,
Thought, what a genius have I found !
Then thus address’d with bow profound:
« Learn'd Sir, if you'd employ your pen
Against the senseless fons of men,
Or write the history of Siam;
No man is better pay than I am.
Or, since you 're learn’d in Greek, let's see 65
Something against the Trinity.”
When wrinkling with a fneer his trunk,
“ Friend, quoth the Elephant, you 're drunk:
E'en keep your money, and be wise;
Leave man on man to criticise:
For that you ne'er can want a pen
Among the senseless sons of men.
They unprovok'd will court the fray;
Envy 's a sharper fpur than pay.
No author ever spar'd a brother;
75 Wits are gamecocks to one another."
THE PEACOCK, THE TURKEY, AND THE GOOSE.
N beauty faults conspicuous grow;
The smallest speck is seen on fnow.
As near a barn, by hunger led,
A peacock with the poultry fed,
All view'd him with an envious eye,
And mock'd his gaudy pageantry.
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He, conscious of superior merit,
Contemns their base reviling fpirit ;
His state and dignity affumes,
And to the sun displays his plumes,
Which, like the Heavens' o'er-arching kies,
Are spangled with a thousand eyes.
The circling rays, and varied light,
At once confound their dazzled fight;
On every tongue detraction burns,
15 And malice prompts their spleen by turns.
“Mark with what insolence and pride
The creature takes his haughty ftride,
The Turkey cries. Can spleen contain?
Sure never bird was half so vain!
But, were intrinsic merit feen,
We Turkeys have the whiter ikin.”
From tongue to tongue they caught abuse;
And next was heard the hissing goose:
“ What hideous legs! what filthy claws !
I scorn to, censure little flaws.
Then what a horrid squalling throat!
Ev'n owls are frighted at the note.”
“ True. Those are faults, the Peacock cries; ." My scream, my fhanks, you may despise; 30
But such blind critics rail in vain.
What! overlook my radiant train !
Know, did my legs (your scorn and sport)
The Turkey or the Goose support,
scream with harsher sound, 35 Those faults in you had ne'er been found:
To all apparent beauties blind,
Each blemish strikes an envious mind.
Thus in assemblies have I seen
A nymph of brightest charms and mien
Wake envy in each ugly face,
And buzzing fcandal fills the place.
S Cupid in Cythera's grove
Employ'd the lefler powers of Love,
Some shape the bow, or fit the string,
Some give the taper shaft its wing,
Or turn the polish'd quiver's mould,
Or head the darts with temper'd gold.
Amidst their toil and various care,
Thus Hymen, with affuming air;
Address’d the God:.- Thou purblind chit,
Of aukward and ill-judging wit,
If matches are not better made,
At once I must forfwear
You send me fuch ill-coupled folks,
That 'tis a shame to sell them yokes.
They squabble for a pin, a feather,
And wonder how they came together.
The husband's fullen, dogged, shy,
The wife grows flippant in reply:
He loves command and due restriction ;
And the as well likes contradiction:
She never slavishly submits;
She 'll have her will, or have her fits.
He this way tugs, she th’ other draws;
The man grows jealous, and with cause.
Nothing can save him but divorce;
And here the wife complies of course."
“ When, says the boy, had I to do
With either your affairs or you?
I never idly spend my darts;
You trade in mercenary hearts.
For settlements the lawyer 's fee'd;
hand witness to the deed? If they like cat and dog agree, Go rail at Plutus, not at me.'
Plutus appear’d, and said, “ Tis true,
In marriage, gold is all their view;
They seek not beauty, wit, or sense,
And love is seldom the pretence.
All offer incense at my shrine,
And I alone the bargain fign.
How can Belinda blame her fate?
She only ask'd a great eftate.
Doris was rich enough, 'tis true;
Her lord must give her title too:
And every man, or rich or poor,
A fortune aks, and aks no more.'
Avarice, whatever shape it bears,
Must still be coupled with its cares.