fome Expreflions or Sentiments in this Piece fhould be found to be the fame with, or somewhat fimilar to any in Dr. Garth's Poem, the Writer begs he may not lay under the Imputation of Plagiarism. One or two Inftances, which he has difcovered, of a Similarity, he has carefully pointed out.

One Part of the Machinery is founded upon Fact. A Blackfmith was employed to break open the College Gate, in order to try the Rights of the Licentiates. The Circumftances of the Butchers and the Engine charged with Blood, were jocular Reports at that Time.

The Writer begs leave to enter a Caveat against the Critics finding Fault with his Rhymes not exactly chiming in fome few Places. He cannot, with Submiflion, but be of Opinion, that the Senfe fhould not be totally facrificed to the Sound: Besides, he can fhelter himfelf under the Authority and Example of our beft Authors. He might alfo plead in Favour of fome Alliterations, in which he has indulged himfelf, if he was not fatisfied, that the Ufe of them is generally allowed in the Mock Heroick, however fparingly they ought to be introduced in more serious Compofitions.

PART I

URN, Mufe, once more to Warwick's dismal Lane, Where Feuds unheard of, and new Uproars reign; Where Fellows with Licentiates hold Debate ;Thefe, (to preferve their Dignity of State) Admit no Partners in their, Councils grave, Who Titles only from Diplomas have;

NOTE.

V. 1. Turn, Mufe, once more to Warwick's difmal Lane. The College of Phyficians is erected inWarwick-Lane.

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An equal Rank the others boldly claim,
Alike their Fortunes, and alike their Fame :—
Each Efculapian Breast fell Discord warms,
And for awhile the Gown gives place to Arms.

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Say, DEATH, what prompted thee to spread Debate
Among thy Sons, the Arbiters of Fate?
Thy great Upholders, whofe unsparing Pen
Crowds Pluto's Realm, and thins the Race of Men?
'Twas on the Day, held facred to St. Luke,
Rever'd by Sages fkill'd in Purge or Puke ;-
When in mute State the grave Affembly meet,
To hear profound Oration,-and to Eat ;-
Licentiato held it for a Sin

To Faft without, while others Feaft within.
Hungry and Dry, he mourn'd his hapless Fate,
With Socio not allow'd to foul a Plate;

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Forbid to cheer his Heart, and warm his Throttle, With Hauftus repetendus of the Bottle.

NOTE S.

V. 10. And for awhile the Gown gives Place to Arms.

Cedunt Arma Toga, is a well-known Expreffion. In the Universities the Doctors of Phyfick are invefted with a Scarlet Gown; and it may be a Queftion with some perhaps, whether that or the Scarlet Coat has been productive of moft Destruction among Mankind.

V. 18. To hear profound Oration

On St. Luke's Day there is a Latin Speech pronounced by a Fellow in the College of Phyficians, called (from Doctor Harvey, the original Inftitutor of this Ceremony) Oratio Harveiana.

V. 24. With Hauftus repetendus of the Bottle. The medical Gentry, however they may recom mend Abftinence to others, are many of them no Enemies

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Mad'ning at length with Grief, and fir'd with Rage,25 Which nothing but Admittance could affuage,

Open your Gates, he cries, and let us enter, • Or elfe to force them open we'll adventure.' Socie, elated with his high Degree

Of A. B. A. M. M. B. and M. D.
Bids him without, and at a Distance wait,
Nor deigns he to unfold the facred Gate.
Shall Scats, he cries, or Leyden Doctors dare
With fapient Regulars to claim a Chair?
How can Diplomatists have equal Knowledge?
No, no-they must not Mefs with Graduates of a
He faid, when ftrait Licentiato tries [College,
By Force to gain what ftubborn Pride denies.
And now the pond'rous Peftle beats to Arms,
And the huge Mortar rings with loud Alarms; 40

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Enemies to the Bottle, if taken in Moderation, as they term it. A certain witty Phyfician was advifing a Friend of his, who had been used to be too free with his Bottle, to take a chearful Pint with his Meals, and no more: But, fays he, the whole Secret confifts in knowing how much your Pint should hold. I myself take my Pint conftantly after Dinner and Supper; but mine is a Scots Pint,'-that is, two Quarts.

V. 29. Socio, elated with his high Degree

Of A. B. A. M. M. B. and M. D.

A. B. Artium Baccalaureus, Batchelor of Arts; A. M. Artium Magifter, Mafter of Arts; M. B. Medicina Baccalaureus, Batchelor of Phyfick; M. D. Medicine Doctor, Doctor of Phyfick.

V. 39. And now the pondrous Peftle beats to Arms,
And the huge Mortar rings with loud Alarms.

While lifted Peftles brandifh'd in the Air

Defcend in Peals, and Civil Wars declare.GARTH.

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On Barber's Pole a Peruke they display
With triple Tail, a Signal for the Fray.
O could the modeft Mufe but dare afpire
To emulate one Spark of Homer's Fire,
The Lift of large-wig'dWarriors fhe might chaunt, 45
From Clumfy Tunbelly to John o' Gaunt.

Nor yet unmindful to defend the Doors

Are Socio's Bands, and Force repel with Force. Within the Gates clofe-bolted, lock'd, and barr'd, Of neighb'ring Butchers ftands an awful Guard; 50 Each with an azure Apron ftrung before,

And fnow-white Sleeves, as yet unftain'd with Gore: The Foe the Whetting-iron hears difmay'd, Grating harth Mufick from the fharp'ning Blade.

From Newgate Market came the bloody Bands, 55 With Marrow-bones and Cleavers in their Hands, Fram'd to split Skulls, and deal deftructive Knocks, To fell a Doctor, or to fell an Ox;

V. 43.

O could the modeft Mufe but dare afpire
To emulate one Spark of Homer's Fire,

The Lift of large-wig'd Warriors fhe might
chaunt.

In the fourth Book of Homer's Iliad is a Lift of the Forces employed against Troy.

V. 46. From Clumfy Tunbelly to John o' Gaunt.
Clumfy Tunbelly, Doctor

John o' Gaunt, Doctor

V. 55. From Newgate Market came the bloody Bands. Newgate Market is contiguous to Warwick Lane. The Butchers are therefore called (in V. 50.) neighb'ring Butchers.

Fit Inftruments to quafh a Foe, then ring
A Peal of Triumph,-Ding dong, ding dong, ding. 60
No Wonder Butchers fhould Phyficians aid;
The fame their Practice, nor unlike their Trade:
And what Alliance more exactly fuits?

Man-killers leagu'd with thofe who flaughter Brutes.

Nor yet on thefe alone the Dons rely,

But they prepare a maik'd Artillery.

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A Water-Engine, charg'd with beastly Gore,
Stands ready on the Foe its Filth to pour.
And what than this can caft a greater Dread,
Defign'd to change the fable Coat to red?
To fave their Cloaths e'en Surgeons step afide,
When from the Puncture fpouts the crimson Tide.
Thou too, dread Officer, of fov'reign Pow'r,
Thou Tyrant-Monarch of the midnight Hour,-
(If haply, when thou tread'ft thy watchful Round, 75
Some kind-inviting vagrant Nymph be found ;)
Hight Conftable, waft there;-Thy magic Staff,
With royal Standard down emblazon'd half ;-

NOTE S.

V. 59. Fit Inftruments to quafh a Foe, then ring
A Peal of Triumph, ding dong, ding dong, ding.
In the Ode on St. Cæcilia's Day, adapted to the an-
cient British Mufick, is the following AIR.
Hark, how the banging Marrow-bones
Make clanging Cleavers ring,

With a ding dong, ding dong,

Ding dong, ding dong,

Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong, ding.
Raife your uplifted Arms on high,
In long-prolonged Tones,

Let Cleavers found

A merry merry Round,

By banging Marrow-bones.