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1. Sure, in the better Ages of old Time,
Wit and the Laws had both the same ill Fate, :7
And partial Tyrants fway'd in either State. i 1 A
IH-naturd Censure would be sure to damn
An Alien-wit of independent Fame,
Siv While Bays grown old, and harden'd in Offence, Was suffer'd to write on in spite of Sense;' Back'd by his Friends, "th’Invader brought along A Crew of foreign Words into our Tongue, To ruin and enslave the free-born English Song; Still the prevailing Faction propt his Throne, And to four Volumes let his Plays run on; 3:17 Then a lewd Tide of Verse, with vicious Rage, Broke in upon the Morals of the 'Age. The Stage (whose Art was once the Mind to move To noble Daring, and to vertuous Love) Precept with Pleafure mix’d, no more profeft, But dealt in double Meaning bawdy Jest: 5. ***
The shocking Sounds offend the blufhing Fair, si
Say, from what facred Fountain, Nymph divine!
Our fordid Earth ne'er bred fo bright a Flame,
Sitsiin Ev'n all the Joys which mortal Minds can know,
(below. And find ARDELIA’s Verse the least vain Thing
If PINDAR's Name to those bless?d Mansions reach, And Mortal Muses may Immortal teach, In Verse like his, the heav'nly Nation raisevic Their tuneful'Voices to their Maker's Praise.
Nor shall celestial Harmony disdain,
Safe thro’the Dithyrambick Stream she steer’d,
So Clelia leap'd into the rapid Flood, dwsiv While the Etruscans struck with Wonder stood: !T Amidit the Waves her rash Perfuers dy'd, : !1s a The matchless Dame could only ftem the Tide, And gain the Glory of the farther Side."
See with what Pomp the antick Masque comes in! The various Forms of the fantastiek Spleen.); Vain empty Laughter, howling Grief and Tears, False Joy, bred by false Hope, and falfer Fears; Each Vice, each: Passion which pale Nature wears, In this odd monst'rous Medley mix?d appears. Like Bays's Dance, confus’dly round they run,' 1.. Statesman, Coquet, gay Fop, and pensive Nun,