So he began, and other means he found, And once among us, he above us rose; The warm are angry, and the cool are shy; Though like some vile excrescences they be, The tree they spring from is a sacred tree, And its true produce, strength and liberty. Yet if we could th' attendant ills suppress, If we could make the sum of mischief less; If we could warm and angry men persuade No more man's common comforts to invade; And that old ease and harmony re-seat In all our meetings, so in joy to meet ; Much would of glory to the Muse ensue, And our good vicar would have less to do. NOTE TO LETTER V. Note 1, page 84, line 20. He lived, nor dream'd of corporation-doles. I am informed that some explanation is here necessary, though I am ignorant for what class of my readers it can be required. Some corporate bodies have actual property, as appears by their receiving rents; and they obtain money on the admission of members into their society: this they may lawfully share perhaps. There are, moreover, other doles, of still greater value, of which it is not necessary for me to explain the nature, or to inquire into the legality. |