Imágenes de páginas
PDF
EPUB

Their Schemes of Spite the Poet's Foes dismiss,
Till that glad Night when all that hate may hiss.
This Day the powder'd Curls and golden Coat,
Says swelling Crispin, begg’da Cobler's Vote.

This Night our Wit, the pert Apprentice cries,
Lies at my Feet, I hiss him, and he dies.
The Great, 'tis true, can charm th' electing Tribe;
The Bard may supplicate, but cannot bribe.
Yet judg'd by those whose Voices ne'er were sold,
He feels no want of ill-persuading Gold ;
But confident of Praise, if Praise be due,
Trusts without Fear, to Merit, and to you.

LONDON:

[merged small][ocr errors][ocr errors][merged small][ocr errors][merged small][ocr errors][merged small][merged small][merged small]

Quis inepta
Tam patiens urbis, tam ferrius, ut teneat fe ?

Juv.

(a) THO' Grief and Fondness in my Breast

rebel, When injur'd THALES bids the Town farewell, Yet ftill my calmer Thoughts his Choice commend, I praise the Hermit, but regret the Friend, Who now resolves from Vice, and LONDON far, To breathe in distant Fields a purer Air, And, fix'd on Cambria's folitary Shore, Give to St. David one true Briton more.

:: ::JUV. SAT. III.

(a) Quamvis digressu veteris confusus amici; Laude, tamen, vacuis quod fedem figere Cumis Destinet, atque unum civem donare Sibylla.

(6) For

[ocr errors]

(3) For who wou'd leave, unbrib'd, Hibernia's

Land, Or change the Rocks of Scotland for the Strand? There none are swept by sudden Fate away, But all whom Hunger spares, with Age decay: Here Malice, Rapine, Accident, conspire, And now a Rabble rages, now a Fire; Their Ambush here relentless Ruffians lay, i And here the fell Attorney prowls for Prey; . . Here falling Houses thunder on your Head, And here a female Atheist talks you dead. (c) While THALES waits the Wherry that con

tains
Of diflipated Wealth the small Remains,
On Thames's Banks in filent Thought we stood,
Where Greenwich (miles upon the filver Flood:
Struck with the Seat that gave + Eliza Birth,
We kneel, and kiss the confecrated Earth ;
In pleasing Dreams the blissful Age renew,
And call Britannia's Glories back to View;
Behold her Cross triumphant on the Main,
The Guard of Commerce, and the Dread of Spain,
Ere Masquerades debauch’d, Excise opprefs’d,
Or English Honour grew a standing Jeft.

A transient Calm the happy Scenes bestow,
And for a Moment lull the Sense of Woe.
At Length awaking, with contemptuous Frown,
Indignant THALES eyes the neighb'ring Town.

(6) ---- Ego vel Prochytam præpona Suburre,
Nam quid tam miferum, tam folum vidimus, ut non
Deterius credas horrere incendia, lapsus
Teetorum afliduos,, et mille pericula fævæ
Urbis, & Augufto recitantes, mensé poetas?
(c) Sed, dum tota domus rhed'a componitur unâ,
Substitit ad veteres arcus.--.-.

t Queen Elizaberb born at Greerzich.

(d) Sicne

(d) Since Worth, he cries, in these degen’rate Days
Wants ev’n the cheap Reward of empty Praise ;
In those curs'd Walls, devote to Vice and Gain,
Since unrewarded Science toils in vain ;
Since Hope but sooths to double my Distress,
And ev'ry Moment leaves my Little less ;
While yet my steady Steps no (e) Staff sustains,
And Life still vig'rous revels in my Veins ;
Grant me, kind Heaven, to find some happier Place,
Where Honesty and Sense are no Disgrace ;
Some pleasing Bank where verdant Oliers play,
Some peaceful Vale with Nature's Painting gay ;
Where once the harrafs’d Briton found Repose;
And safe in Poverty defy'd his Foes ;
Some fecret Cell, ye Pow'rs, indulgent give.
() Let --... live here, for --... has learn'd to

live.
Here let those reign, whom Pensions can incite
To vote a Patriot black, a Courtier white ;
Explain their Country's dear-bought Rights away,
And plead for Pirates in the Face of Day;
With slavish Tenets taint our poison'd Youth,
And lend a Lye the Confidence of Truth.

(8) Let such raise Pålaces, and Manors buy, Collect a Tax, or farm a Lottery,

(d) Hic tunc Umbricius : Quando artibus, inquit, honeftis Nullus in urbe locis, nulla emolumenta laborum, Res hodie minor eft, heri quam fuit, atque eadem cras Deteret exiguis aliquid: proponimus illuc Tre, fatigatas ubi Dædalus exuit alas, Dum jlova canities -..... (e) ---et pedibus me Porto mcis, nullo dextram srbeunte bacilio. () Cedomus patriâ : vivant Arturius istic Et Catulus : maneant qui nigrum in candida vertunt, (8) Queis facile eft ædem conducere, flumina, portus, Siccandam eluviem, portandum ad busta cadaver. --Munera nunc edunt.

With

With warbling Eunuchs fill a licens'd Stage,
And lull to Servitude a thoughtless Age.
Heroes, proceed, what Bounds your Ptide shall

hold ? What Check restrain your Thirst of Pow'r and

Gold ? Behold rebellious Virtue quite o’erthrown, Behold our Fame, our Wealth, our Lives your own.

To such, a groaning Nation's Spoils are giv'n, When public Crimes inflame the Wrath of Hear'n:(h) But what, my Friend, what Hope remains for me, Who start at Theft, and blush at Perjury? Who scarce forbear, tho’BRITAIN's Court he sing, To, pluck a titled Poet's borrow'd Wing; A Statesman's Logick unconvinc'd can hear, And dare to flumber o'er the Gazetteer ; Despise a Fool in half his Pension dress’d, And strive in vain to laugh at

H y 's Jeft. (i) Others with sofeer Smiles, and subtler Art, Can fap the Principles, or taint the Heart; With more Address a Lover's Note convey, Or bribe a Virgin's Innocence away. , Well may they rise, while I, wholé rustick Tongue Ne'er knew to puzzle Right, or varnish Wrong, Spurn’d as a Beggar, dreaded as Spy, Live unregarded, unlamented die.

(k) For what but social Guilt the Friend endears? Who shares Orgilio's Crimes, his Fortune shares.

(b) Quid Romæ faciam? mentiri nefcio : librum,
Si malus eft, nequeo laudare & pofcere.-.-
(e) Fere ad nuptas, quee mittit adulter,
Quæ mandat, norint alii; me nemo ministro
Fur erit, atque ideo nulli comes cxen.
(k) Quis nunc diligitur, nifi confcius?
Carus erit Verri, qui Verrem torpore, quo viili
Accufari pots/?.-....

But

« AnteriorContinuar »