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 Deterius credas horrere incendia, lapfus

Tectorum affiduos, et mille pericula fævæ

Urbis, & Augufto recitantes menfe poetas?

Tam patiens urbis, tam ferreus ut teneat fe?

Juv.

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HO' grief and fondness in my breast rebel,

When injur'd THALES bids the town farewel,
Yet ftill my calmer thoughts his choice commend,
I praise the hermit, but regret the friend,
Who now refolves, from vice and LONDON far,
To breathe in diftant 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?
There none are swept by fudden fate away,
But all whom hunger fpares, with age decay:
Here malice, rapine, accident, confpire,
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.

Sed, dum tota domus rhedâ componitur unâ,
Subftitit ad veteres arcus.

Hic tunc Umbricius: Quando artibus, inquit, honeftis
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 Dædalus exuit alas;

Dum nova canities

et pedibus me

Porto meis, nullo dextram fubeunte bacillo.