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(d) Since Worth, hecries, in these degenʻrate 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 fooths to double my Distress,
And ev'ry Moment leaves my Little less ;.c.
While yet my steady Steps no (e). Staff fuftains,
And Life still vig'rous revels in my Veins ;.
Grant me, kind Heaven, to find some happier Place,
Where Honesty and Sense are no Difgrace ;
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 secret Cell, ye Pow'rs, indulgent give.

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 flavish Tenets taint our poison'd Youth, And lend a Lye the Confidence of Truth.

(3) Let such raise Palaces, and Manors buy, Collect a Tax, or farm a Lottery,

(8) Let

(á) Hic tunc Umbricius : Quando artibus, inquit, honestis Nullus in urbe locus, nulla emolumenta laborum, Res hodie minor eft, heri quam fuit, atque eadem cras Deteret exiguis aliquid: proponimus illuc Ire, fatigatas ubi Dedalus exuit alas, Dum nova canities (e) et pedibus me Porto meis, nullo dextram fubeunte bacilio. (f) Cedamus patriâ : vivant Arturius iftic Ët Catulus : maneant qui nigrum in candida vertunt. (8) Queis facile efi 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 Pride 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 Heav'n': (b) 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 fing, To pluck a titled Poet's borrow'd Wing ; A Statesman's Logick unconvinc'd can hear, And dare to Aumber o'er the Gazetteer Despise a Fool in half his Penfion dress'd, And strive in vain to laugh at Hy's Jeft.

(i) Others with softer Smiles, and fubtler 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, whose 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 thares.

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(h) Quid Rome faciam? mentiri nescio : librum,
Si malus eft, nequeo laudare & poscere. ---
(c) Fere ad nuptas, quce mittit adulter,
Que mandat, norint alii; me nemo ministro
Fur erit, atque ideo nulli comes exeo.
(k) Quis nunc diligitur , nisi conscius ?
Carus crit Verri, qui Verrem tempore, quo vult
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(1) But thou, should tempting Villainy presene
All Marlb'rough hoarded, or all Villiers spent,
Turn from the glitt'ring Bribe thy scornful Eye,
Nor sell for Gold, what Gold could never buy,
The peaceful Slumber, self-approving Day,
Unsullied Fame, and Conscience ever gay.

(m) The cheated Nation's happy Fav'rites, fee! Mark whom the Great caress, who frown on me! LONDON! the needy Villain's gen’ral Home, The common Shore of Paris and of Rome ; With eager Thirst, by Folly, or by Fate, Sucks in the Dregs of each corrupted State. Forgive my Transports on a Theme like this ; (n) I cannot bear a French Metropolis. (6) Illustrious EDWARD! from the Realms of

Day,
The Land of Heroes and of Saints survey;
Nor hope the British Lineaments to trace,
The rustick Grandeur, or the furly Grace ;
But, lost in thoughtless Ease, and empty Show,
Behold the Warrior dwindled to a Beau;
Sense, Freedom, Piety, refin'd away,
Of France the Mimic, and of Spain the Prey.

All that at Home no more can beg' or steal,
Or like a Gibbet better than a Wheel,
Hiss’d from the Stage, or hooted from the Court,
Their Air, their Dress, their Politicks-import;

(1)

Tanti tibi non sit opaci Omnis arena Tagi, quodque in mare volvitur aurum, Ut fomno careas (m) Quæ nunc divitibus gens acceptiffıma noftris, com Et quos præcipue fugiam properabo fateri.

.... Non poffum ferre, Quirites, Græcam urbem. (0) Rufticus ille tuus fumit trechedipna, Quirine, Et cromatico fert niceteria cello.

(o) Oble:

(8). Obsequious, artful, voluble and gay, On Britain's fond Credulity they prey. No gainful Trade their Industry can ’scape ; (9) They fing, they dance; clean Shoes, or curea Clap; All Sciences a fasting Monsieur knows; And bid him go to Hell, to Hell he goes.

(9) Ahl what avails it, that, from Slav'ry far, I drew the Breath of Life in English Air ; Was early taught a Briton's Right to prize, And lisp the Tales of HENRY's Vietories ; If the gulld Conqueror receives the Chain, And Flattery subdues when Arms are vain?

() Studious to please, and ready to submit; The supple Gaul was born a Parasite : Still to his Int'reft true, where-e'er he goes, Wit, Brav'ry, Worth, his lavish Tongue bestows ; In ev'ry Face a thousand Graces thine, From ev'ry Tongue flows Harmony divine. (t) These arts in vain our rugged Natives try; Strain out with fault'ring Diffidence a Lye, And gain a Kick for aukward Flattery.

Belides, with Justice this discerning Age Admires their wond'rous Talents for the Stage :

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(D) Ingenium velox, audacia perdita, fermo Promptus (9) Augur, schọnobates, medicus, magus, omnia novit, Græculus efuriens in cælum, ki juferis, ibit. (w) Usque adeo nibil eft, quod noftra infantia cælum Haufit Aventini ? (3) Quid, quod adulando gens prudentiffima laudat Sermonem indocti, faciem deformis amici ? (1) Hæc eadem licet & nobis laudaro : sed illis Creditur.

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(u) Well may they venture on the Mimick's Art ;
Who play from Morn to Night a borrow'd Part;
Practis'd their Master's Notions to embrace,
Repeat his Maxims, and reflect his Face ;
With ev'ry wild Absurdity comply,
And view each Object with another's Eye ;
To shake with Laughter ere the Jeft they hear,
To pour at Will the counterfeited Tear,
And as their Patron hints the Cold or Heat,
To shake in Dog-days, in December sweat.
(x) How, when Competitors like these contend,
Can surly Virtue hope to fix a Friend?
Slaves that with serious Impudence beguile,
And lye without a Blush, without a Smile ;
Exalt each Trifle, ev'ry Vice adore,
Your Taste in Snuff, your Judgment in a Whore ;
Can Balbo's Eloquence applaud, and swear
He gropes his Breeches with a Monarch's Air.

For Arts like these preferr'd, admir'd, caress'd,
They first invade your Table, then your Breast;
(y) Explore your Secrets with infidious Art,
Watch the weak Hour, and ransack all the Heart;
Then foon your ill-plac'd Confidence repay,
Commence your Lords, and govern or betray.

(z) By Numbers here from Shame or Censure free,
All Crimes are safe, but hated Poverty,
This, only this, the rigid Law pursues,
This, only this, provokes the snarling Mufe.

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(u) Natio commedia eft. Rides ? majore cachinna
Concutitur, &'c.
(*) Non fumus ergo pares: melior qui femper & omni
Noele dieque poteft alienum sumere vultum :
A fucie jactare manus, laudare paratus,
Si bene ruttavit, fi rectum minxit amicus.
(y) Scire volunt secreta domús, atque inde timeri.
(2) ---- Matericm præbet caufa que jocorum
Omnibus hic idcm si fæda & fcilla lacerna, &c.

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