Tam patiens urbis, tam ferreus ut teneat fe? Juv. TH HO' grief and fondness in my breaft rebel, . When injur'd THALES bids the town farewel, Yet still my calmer thoughts his choice commend, I praise the hermit, but regret the friend, Refolv'd at length, 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. • For who wou'd leave, unbrib'd, Hibernia's land, Or change the rocks of Scotland for the Strand? JUV. SAT. III. Quamvis digreffu veteris confufus amici; Laudo, tamen, vacuis quod fedem figere Cumis Destinet, atque unum civem donare Sibyllæ. Ego vel Prochytam præpono Suburræ, Nam quid tam miferum, tam folum vidimus, ut non There There none are swept by fudden fate away, 3 While THALES waits the wherry that contains A tranfient calm the happy fcenes bestow, Since worth, he cries, in thefe degen'rate days/ Wants ev'n the cheap reward of empty praife; 3 Sed, dum tota domus rhedâ componitur unâ, Subftitit ad veteres arcus. Hic tunc Umbricius: Quando artibus, inquit, honestis Nullus in urbe locus, nulla emolumenta laborum, Res hodie minor eft, heri quam fuit, atque eadem cras Ire, fatigatas ubi Dædalus exuit alas; Dum nova canities. * Queen Elizabeth, born at Greenwich. In those curs'd walls, devote to vice and gain, While yet my steady steps no ftaff fuftains, 6 Some fecret cell, ye pow'rs, indulgent give, 7 Let fuch raife palaces, and manors buy, Collect a tax, or farm a lottery; With warbling eunuchs fill our † filenc'd ftage, Porto meis, nullo dextram fubeunte bacillo. Cedamus patriâ: vivant Arturius iftic Et Catulus: mancant qui nigrum in candida vertunt. * The invafions of the Spaniards were defended in the houses of parliament. The licenfing act was then lately made. Heroes, Heroes, proceed! what bounds your pride fhall hold? What check restrain your thirft of pow'r and gold? Behold rebellious virtue quite o'erthrown, Behold our fame, our wealth, our lives your own. 9 * Well may they rife, while I, whofe ruftick tongue Ne'er knew to puzzle right, or varnish wrong, Spurn'd as a beggar, dreaded as a spy, Live unregarded, unlamented die. 10 For what but focial guilt the friend endears? Who fhares Orgilio's crimes, his fortune fhares. 8 Quid Romæ faciam? mentiri nefcio: librum, Si malus eft, nequeo laudare & pofcere. 9 Ferre ad nuptas que mittit adulter, Quæ mandat norint alii: me nemo ministro Fur erit, atque ideo nulli comes exeo. Quis nunc diligitur nifi confcius? Carus erit Verri, qui Verrem tempore, quo vult, Accufare poteft. *The paper which at that time contained apologies for the court. But |