L'ENVOY OF THE POET.

Rear'd in the paths of chastity, a wife
Should guard her honour and her husband's

fame;

And teach her children that a spotless life Entails bliss here—hereafter a good name.

THE POET'S CHORUS TO FOOLS. Come, trim the boat, row on each Rara Avis. Crowds flock to man my StultiferaN avis.

SECTION VIII.

OF FOOLS WHO CONTEMN AND DESPISE RELIGION.

Parcus deorum cultor, et infrequens insanientis dum sapientiæ consultus erro; nunc retrorsum vela dare atque iterare cursus cogor relictos.

To taunt religion now a days,

And laugh to scorn all sacred writ; From ideot tongues ensures loud praise, And passes for consummate wit.

The Church, with ev'ry form of Pray'r,
For reason's Temple * men disdain ;
And turn to jest the pastor's care,

Because some points he can't explain.

* Much has been, and is said, of the Age of Reasonthe Temple of Reason, and the Goddess of Reason, yet it is not a little to be wondered at, that those very beings who so constantly make these their themes are in themselves, the most unreasonable, for while maintaining strenuously such opinions, they nevertheless allow, that if the

"What," cries the Deist, with a sneer, Redemption !-Priests may gain their ends;" "But would a parent pay so dear

"As give a son to save his friends?"

"A great First Cause”, the Atheists cry,
"Consummate nousense to advance;"
"That boundless space which men call sky"
"Contains a God—there's none but Chance."

And canst thou jeer at mercy's theme,
Nor think upon thy soul's dread loss?
Canst thou deride, for impious dream,
Thy bleeding Saviour on the Cross;

world was peopled throughout with men who had laid down such principles as the basis of their conduct through life, every human institution would be at an end, and a general scene of devastation characterise the face of nature; but in order to validate this position beyond a doubt, the train of events which disgraced revolutionary France, bid defiance to all contradiction, proving, that those children of Reason were every thing but rational, being even debased by enormity that enhorrors human nature. Such then being the case, farewell to Reason, which is not sanctioned by religion, for, Ludere cum sacris never yet was found to constitute a part of the creed of any wise and rational being;. but, on the contrary, has been tolerated only by madmen, knaves, and fools.

For shame, for shame, no longer yield,
Thy dormant faith arouse from sleep :
Drive irreligion from the field,

Nor laugh at what made angels weep.

L'ENVOY OF THE POET.

If doubts assail thee, bid thy reason speak:
This truth must ev'ry wav'ring thought disarm :
That faith whose attribute is mild and meek,
Can only tend to good-not lead to harm.

THE POET'S CHORUS TO FOOLS.

Come trim the boat, row on each Rara Avis, Crowds flock to man my Stultifera Navis.

SECTION IX.

OF FOOLISH GLUTTONS AND DRUNKARDS.

Be not among wine-bibbers; among riotous eaters of flesh.

For the Drunkard and the Glutton shall come to poverty; and drowsiness shall clothe a man with rags.

SOLOMON.

To city feast my prying gaze I turn,
Profusion on the board I there discern,

* Repasts of this nature have long been proverbial; nor does the appearance of the leading men east of Temple Bar, bely the general opinion of their capability and prowess at the knife and fork exercise: in vain doth moderation cry out, Lucisti satis, edisti satis atque bibisti; tempus abire tibi est; deaf to all such warnings, they continue the attack; and instances have been known, that, on the arrival of an unexpected dish, the already gorged alderman, thrown into an ecstacy at the luscious view, has waddled from the table, and having, by the assistance of potent libations of salt and water, eased in some degree the overburdened stomach, he has forthwith returned to charge the object of his gluttony, and satiated his vengeance by a glorious indigestion. Plures crapula quam gladius.