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Hiss'd from the stage, or hooted from the court,
17 Ah! what avails it, that, from slav'ry far,
18 Studious to please, and ready to submit,
Besides, with justice, this discerning age
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;
15 Ingenium velox, audacia perdita, fermo Promptus.
16 Augur, schænobates, medicus, magus : omnia novit, Græculus esuriens, in coelum, jusseris, ibit.
17 Usque adeo nihil est, quod nostra infantia cælum Hausit Aventini?
18 Quid? quod adulandi gens prudentissima, laudat. Sermonem indocti faciem deformis amici ?
19 Hæc eadem licet & nobis laudare: sed illis, Creditur.
20 Natio comoeda est.. Rides ? majore cachinno. Concutitur, &c.
To shake with laughter ere the jest they hear,
the cold or heat, To shake in dog-days, in December sweat.
21 How, when competitors like these contend, Can surly virtue hope to fix a friend? Slaves that with serious impudence beguile, And lie 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; 22 Explore your secrets with insidious art, Watch the weak hour, and ransack all the heart; Then soon your ill-plac'd confidence repay, . Commence your lords, and govern or betray.
23 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 Muse. The sober trader at a tatter'd cloak Wakes from his dream, and labours for a joke; With brisker air the silken courtiers gaze, And turn the varied taunt a thousand ways. 24 Of all the griefs that harass the distress’d, Sure a most bitter is a scornful jest ; Fate never wounds more deep the gen'rous heart, Than when a blockhead's insult points the dart.
25 Has Heaven reserv'd, in pity to the poor, No pathless waste, or undiscover'd shore
21 Non sumus ergo pares: melior, qui semper & omni Nocte dieque potest alienum sumere vultum. A facie jactare manus: laudare paratus, Si bene ructavit, si rectum minxit amicus.
22 Scire volunt secreta domus, atque inde timeri.
23 Materiam præbet causaque jocorum Omnibus hic idem ? si fæda & scissa lacerna, &c.
24 Nil habet infelix paupertas durius in se, Quam quod ridiculos homines facit.
25. Agmine facto, Debuerant olim tenues migrasse Quirites.
No secret island in the boundless main ?
retails the favours of his lord.
little Àll to flames a prey; 27 Thei: thro' the world a wretched vagrant roam, For where can starving merit find a home? In vain your mournful narrrative disclose, While all neglect, and most insult your woes. 28 Should Heav'n's just bolts Orgilio's wealth confound, And spread his flaming palace on the ground, Swift o'er the land the dismal rumour fies, And public mournings pacify the skies; The laureat tribe in venal verse relate, How virtue wars with persecuting fate;
26 Haud facile emergunt, quorum Virtutibus obstat
27 Ultimus autem
28 Si magna Asturici cecidit domus, horrida mater, Pullati proceres.
* The Spaniards at this time were said to make claim to some of our American provinces.
29 With well-feign'd gratitude the pension'd band
31 Could'st thou resign the park and play content,
32 Prepare for death if here at night you roam,
29 Jam accurrit, qui marmora donet,
- Meliora, ac plura reponit
31 Si potes avelli Circensibus, optima Soræ, Aut Fabrateriæ domus, aut Fusinone paratur, Quanti nunc tenebras unum conducis in annum, Hortulus hic. Vive bidentis amans & culti, villicus horti, Unde epulum possis centum dare Pythagoræis.
32 -Possis ignavus haberi, Et subiti casus improvidus, ad cænam si Intestatus eas.
33 Ebrius, ac petulars, qui nullum forte cedidit,
Some frolick drunkard, reeling from a feast,
for a jest.
35 In vain these dangers past, your doors you close, And hope the balmy blessings of repose; Cruel with guilt, and daring with despair, The midnight murd'rer bursts the faithless bar; Invades the sacred hour of silent rest, And leaves, unseen, a dagger in your breast.
36 Scarce can our fields, such crowds at Tyburn die, With hemp the gallows and the fleet supply. Propose your schemes, ye senatorian band, Whose *
ways and means support the sinking land; Lest ropes be wanting in the tempting spring, To rig another convoy for the kingt.
37 A single gaol, in Alfred's golden reign, Could half the nation's criminals contain; Fair Justice, then, without constraint ador'd, Held high the steady scale, but sheath'd the sword; No spies were paid, no special juries known; Blest age! but ah! how diff'rent from our own!
Dat pænas, noctem patitur lugentis amicum
-Sed, quamvis improbus annis,
35 Nec tamen hoc tantum metuas: nam qui spoliet te Non deerit; clausis domibus, &c.
36 Maximus in vinclis ferri modus; ut timeas, ne Vomer deficiat, ne marræ & sarcula desint.
37 Felices proavorum atavos, felicia dicas Secula, quæ quondam sub regibus atque tribunis Viderunt una contentam carcere Romam.
* A cant term in the House of Commons for methods of raising money.
+ The nation was discontented at the visits made by the King to Hanover.