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some Expressions or Sentiments in this Piece should be found to be the same with, or somewhat similar to any in Dr. Garth's Poem, the Writer begs he may not lay under the Imputation of Plagiarism. One or two Instances, which he has discovered, of a Similarity, he has carefully pointed out.

One Parc of the Machinery is founded upon Fact. A Blacksmith was employed to break open the College Gate, in order to try the Rights of the Licentiates. The Circumstances 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 some few Places. He cannot, with Submislion, but be of Opinion, that the Sense should not be totally facrificed to the Sound: Besides, he can fhelter himself under the Authority and Example of our best Authors. He might also plead in Favour of fome Alliterations, in which he has indulged himfelf, if he was not satisfied, that the Use of them is generally allowed in the Mock- Heroick, however sparingly they ought to be introduced in more serious Compositions.

URN,Muse, once more toWarwick’s dismal Lane,

Where Feuds unheard of, and new Uproars reign;
Where Fellows with Licentiates hold Debate ;-
Thefe, (to preserve their Dignity of State)
Admit no Partners in their Councils grave,
Who Titles only from Diplomas have;

Ν Ο Τ Ε.

V. 1. Turn, Muse, once more to Warwick's dismal Lane.
The College of Physicians is erected in Warwick-Lane.



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

Say, DEATH, what prompted thee to spread Debate
Among thy Sons, the Arbiters of Fate?
Thy great Upholders, whose unsparing Pen
Crowds Pluto's Realm, and thins the Race of Men?
'Twas on the Day, held sacred to St. Luke,

15 Rever'd by Sages skill'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 Fast without, while others Feast within. Hungry and Dry, he mourn'd his hapless Fate, With Socio not allow'd to foul a Plate; Forbid to cheer his Heart, and warm his Throttle, With Haustus repetendus of the Bottle.


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

Cedunt Arma Toge, is a well-known Expression. In the Universities the Doctors of Physick are invested with a Scarlet Gown; and it may be a Question with some perhaps, whether that or the Scarlet Coat has been productive of most Destruction among Mankind.

V. 18. To hear profound OrationOn St. Luke's Day there is a Latin Speech pronounced by a Fellow in the College of Physicians, called (from Doctor Harvey, the original Institutor of this Ceremony) Oratio Harveiana.

V. 24. With Haustus repetendus of the Bottle.

The medical Gentry, however they may recommend Abstinence to others, are many of them no


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

Open your Gates, he cries, and let us enter, • Or else to force them open we'll adventure.'

Socio, 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 sacred Gate. • Shail Scots, he cries, or Leyden Doctors dare • With fapient Regulars to claim a Chair?

How can Diplomatists have equal Knowledge? 35 No, no--they must not Mess with Graduates of a

He said, when ftrait Licentiato tries [College.? By Force to gain what stubborn Pride denies. And now the pond'rous Pestle beats to Arms, And the huge Mortar rings with loud Alarms; 40

N O T E S. Enemies to the Bottle, if taken in Moderation, as they term it. A certain witty Physician was advising 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, says he, the whole Se

cret consists in knowing how much your Pint should hold. I myself take my Pint constantly after Din

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 Magifler, Master of Arts ; M. B. Medicina Baccalaureus, Batchelor of Phyfick; M. D. Medicina Dostor, Doctor of Physick.

39. And now the pond'rous Pestle beats to Arms,

And the huge Mortar rings with loud Alarms. While lifted Pelles brandith'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 modest Mufe but dare aspire
To emulate one Spark of Homer's Fire,
The List of large-wig'd Warriors she might chaunt, 45
From Clumsy Tunbelly to John o' Gaunt.

Nor yet unmindful to defend the Doors
Are Socio's Bands, and Force repel with Force.

Within the Gates close-bolted, lock'd, and barr'd,
Of neighb'ring Butchers stands an awful Guard; 50
Each with an azure Apron strung before,
And snow-white Sleeves, as yet unftain'd with Gore:
The Foe the Whetting-iron hears dismay'd,
Grating harsh Musick from the sharp'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 destructive Knocks, To fell a Doctor, or to fell an Ox;

V. 43. O could the modest Muse but dare aspire

To emulate one Spark of Homer's Fire,
The List of large-wig'd Warriors the might


In the fourth Book of Homer's Iliad is a List of the Forces employed against Troy. V. 46. From Clumsy Tunbelly to John o'Gaunt.

Clumsy Tunbelly, Doctor -

John o' Gaunt, Doctor V. 55. From Newgate Market came the blocdy Bands.

Newgate Market is contiguous to Warwick Lane. The Butchers are therefore called (in V. 50.) neighb’ring Butchers.

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Fit Instruments to quash a Foe, then ring
A Peal of Triumph,-Ding dong, ding dong, ding. 60

No Wonder Butchers should Physicians aid;
The fame their Practice, nor unlike their Trade:
And what Alliance more exactly suits?
Man-killers leagu'd with those who slaughter Brutes.

Nor yet on these alone the Dons rely, 65
But they prepare a mask'd Artillery.
A Water-Engine, charg'd with beastly Gore,
Stands ready on the Foe its Filth to pour.
And what than this can cast a greater Dread,
Design'd to change the fable Coat to red?

70 To fave their Cloaths e’en Surgeons step aside, When from the Puncture spouts the crimson Tide.

Thou too, dread Officer, of fou'reign Pow'r,
Thou Tyrant-Monarch of the midnight Hour,
(If haply, when thou tread'st thy watchful Round, 75
Some kind-inviting vagrant Nymph be found ;)
Hight Constable, wait there;

-Thy magic Staff,
With royal Standard down emblazon'd half ;

N O T E S.

V. 59. Fit Instruments to quash a Foe, then ring
A Pealof

Triumph,ding dong, dingdong, ding. In the Ode on St. Cæcilia's Day, adapted to the ancient 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.
Raise your uplifted Arms on high,

In long-prolonged Tones,
Let Cleavers sound
A merry merry Round,

By banging Marrow-bones.


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