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Their Schemes of Spite the Poet's Foes dismiss,
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A PO E M.
in IMITATION of the
THIRD SATIRE OF JUVENAL.
Quis inepta Tam patiens urbis, tam ferreus, ut teneat se? Juv.
(e) THO' HO? 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 digresu veteris confusus amici; Lauda, tamen, vacuis quod fedem figere Cumis Deftinet, atque unum civem donare Sibylla.
(6) For (5) 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, 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
A transient Calm the happy Scenes bestow,
(6) Ego vel Prochytam præpono Suburra,
† Queen Elizabesb bora at Greenwich.
(d) Since Worth, he cries, in these degen’rate Days
live here, for has learn'd to
(8) Let such raise Palaces, and Manors buy, Collect a Tax, or farm a Lottery,
(d) Hic tunc Umbricius : Quando artibus, inquit, honeftis
et pedibus me
With warbling Eunuchs fill a licens'd Stage,
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: (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 sing, To pluck a titled Poet's borrow'd Wing ; A Statesman's Logick unconvinc'd can hear, And dare to fumber o'er the Gazetteer ; Despise a Fool in half his Pension dress'd, And strive in vain to laugh at Hy's Jeft.
(i) Others with fofter 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 rife, while I, whole 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 nefiio: librum, Si malus eft, nequeo laudare & pofcere. --(c) Fere ad nuptas, quce mittit adulter, Quæ mandat, norint alii; me nemo ministro Fur erit, atque ideo nulli comes exen. (k) Quis nunc diligitur, nisi confcius? Carus erit Verri, qui Verrem tempore, quo vult Accufar: pots?