II. What paffes in the dark third row, III. Then why to courts fhould I repair, IV. Alas! like Schutz I cannot pun, With a fa, la, la. NOTES. *Ireland. + Mentioned before in the Verfes to Mrs. Howe. V. In V. In truth, by what I can discern, Of courtiers 'twixt you three, Some wit you have, and more may learn VI. At Leicester-Fields, a houfe full high, (A Milliner I mean ;) There may you meet us three to three, With a fa, la, la. But fhou'd VII. you catch the prudifh itch, And each become a coward, Bring fometimes with you lady Rich *, For virgins to keep chafte must go With a fa, la, la. NOTES. VIII. And Lady Rich was a correfpondent of Lady M. W. Montagu. + Mrs. Howard, mistress to George II. afterwards Countess of Suffolk. See "Verfes to a Lady at Court," in this Volume, VIII. And thus, fair maids, my ballad ends; With a fa, la, la. NOTES. *This Ballad was written anno 1717. NOTWITHSTANDING Pope's affected contempt of the Court, he was proud of the acquaintance of fome of the beautiful young women belonging to it. In 1776 were published, two fmall volumes, intitled, Additions to Pope's Work. Warton has filently adopted all the notes, and the information that the Turk, alluded to in the first stanza, "little Ulrick." Are we to infer that Warton was the editor of the two volumes I have mentioned? was The Ladies mentioned in this Ballad, Pope speaks of in a letter : "I met the Prince, with all his Ladies on horfeback, coming from hunting. "Mrs. B-(Bellenden) and Mrs. L-(Lepell) took me into protection (contrary to the law against harbouring Papists), and gave me a dinner." Letters to feveral Ladies. THE THREE GENTLE SHEPHERDS. F gentle Philips will I ever fing, OF With gentle Philips fhall the vallies ring. With gentle Budgell, and with gentle Carey, And from all wits that have a knack, God fave ye. NOTES. 5 ΤΟ VER. 10. And from all wits that have a knack,] Curl faid, that in profe he was equal to Pope, but that in verfe Pope had merely a particular knack. MR. POPE's WELCOME FROM GREECE. A Copy of Verfes, written by Mr. GAY upon Mr. POPE'S having finifhed his Tranflation of HOMER'S ILIAD. I. ONG haft thou, friend! been absent from thy foil, I have been witness of thy fix years toil, Thy daily labours, and thy night's annoy, Loft to thy native land, with great turmoil, On the wide fea, oft threat'ning to destroy: Methinks with thee I've trod Sigæan ground, And heard the shores of Hellefpont refound. II. Did I not fee thee when thou first fett'st fail To feek adventures fair in Homer's land? Did I not fee thy finking fpirits fail, And with thy bark had never left the ftrand? Ev'n in mid ocean often didft thou quail, 5 10 And oft lift up thy holy eye and hand, Praying the Virgin dear, and faintly choir, 15 III. Chear up, my friend, thy dangers now are o'er; Hark how the guns falute from either shore, As thy trim veffel cuts the Thames so fair : 20 Shouts |