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See! while he builds, the gaudy vasals come,
And crowd with sudden wealth the rising dome;
The price of boroughs and of souls restore;
And raise his treasures higher than before :
Now bless'd with all the baubles of the great,
The polish'd marble, and the shining plate,
Orgilio sees the golden pile aspire,
And hopes from angry heav'n another fire.
34 Could'st thou resign the park and play content,
For the fair banks of Severn or of Trent;
There might'st thou find some elegant retreat,
Some hireling senator's deserted feat;
And stretch thy prospects o'er the smiling land,
For less than rent the dungeons of the Strand;
There prune thy walks, support thy drooping flow'rs,
Direct thy rivulets, and twine thy bow'rs ;
And, while thy grounds a cheap repast afford,
Despise the dainties of a venal lord :
There ev'ry bush with nature's musick rings,
There ev'ry breeze bears health upon its wings;
On all thy hours security shall smile,
And bless thine evening walk and morning toil.
Meliora, ac plura reponit
Persicus orborum lautiflimus,
31 Si potes avelli Circenfibus, optima Soræ,
Aut Fabretariæ domus, aut Fusinone paratur,
Cuanti nunc tenebras unum conducis in annum.
Vive bidentis amans, & culti villicus horti,
Unde epulum polis centum dare Pythagoreis.
32 Prepare for death if here at night you roam,
And sign your will before you sup from home.
33 Some fiery fop, with new commission vain,
Who Neeps on brambles till he kills his man;
Some frolick drunkard, reeling from a feast,
Provokes a broil, and stabs you for a jest.
34 Yet ev’n these heroes, mischievously gay,
Lords of the street, and terrors of the way;
Flush'd as they are with folly, youth, and wine,
Their prudent insults to the poor confine ;
Afar they mark the flambeau's bright approach,
And shun the shining train, and golden coach.
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 filent rest,
And leaves, unseen, a dagger in your
36 Scarce can our fields, such crowds at Tyburn die,
With hemp the gallows and the feet supply.
32 Poflis ignavus haberi, Et fubiti casus improvidus, ad cænam fi Intestatus eas.
33 Ebrius et petulans, qui nullum forte cecidit,
Dat pænas, noctem patitur lugentis amicum
Sed, quamvis improbus annis,
Atque mero fervens, cavet hunc, quem coccina læna
Vitari jubet, et comitum longiflimus ordo,
Multum præterea flammarum, atque ænea lampas.
35 Nec tamen hoc tantum metuas: nam qui fpoliet te
Non deerit : claufis domibus, &c.
36 Maximus in vinclis ferri modus; ut timeas, ne Vomer deficiat, ne marræ et farcula desint.
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 king to
37 A single gaol, in Alfred's golden reign,
Could haif 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!
38 Much could I add,-but see the boat at hand, The tide retiring, calls me from the land : 39 Farewell !-When youth, and health, and for
Thou fly'st for refuse to the wilds of Kent;
And tir'd like me with follies and with crimes,
In angry numbers warn’st succeeding times;
Then shall thy friend, nor thou refuse his aid,
Still foe to vice, forsake his Cambrian shade ;
In virtue's cause once more exert his rage,
Thy satire point, and animate thy page.
37 Felices proavorum atavos, felicia dicas Secula, quz quondam fub regibus atque tribunis Viderunt uno contentam carcere Romam.
38 His alias poteram, & pluries subnectere causas ; Sed jumenta vocant.
Ergo vale nostri memor : & quoties te Roma tuo refici properantem reddet Aquino, Me quoque ad Eleusinam Cererem, veltramque Dianam Convelle à Cumis : satirarum ego, ni pudet illas, Adjutor gelidos veniam caligatus in agros.
* 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.
ET * observation with extensive view,
Survey mankind, from China to Peru ; Remark each anxious toil, each eager strife, And watch the busy scenes of crowded life ; Then say how hope and fear, desire and hate, O’erspread with snares the clouded maze of fate, Where wav'ring man, betray'd by vent'rous pride, To tread the dreary paths without a guide ; As treach'rous phantoms in the mist delude, Shuns fancied ills, or chases airy good. How rarely reason guides the stubborn choice, Rules the bold hand, or prompts the suppliant voice, How nations fink, by darling schemes oppress’d, When vengeance listens to the fool's request. Fate wings with ev'ry wish th' affictive dart, Each gift of nature, and each grace of art, With fatal heat impetuous courage glows, With fatal sweetness elocution flows, Impeachment stops the speaker's pow'rful breath, And restless fire precipitates on death,
* But scarce observ’d, the knowing and the bold, Fall in the gen’ral massacre of gold; Wide-wasting pest ! that rages unconfin'd, And crowds with crimes the records of mankind; For gold his sword the hireling ruffian draws, For gold the hireling judge distorts the laws; Wealth heap'd on wealth, nor truth nor safety buys, The dangers gather as the treasures rise.
Let hist’ry tell where rival kings command,
And dubious title shakes the madded land,
When statutes glean the refuse of the sword,
How much more safe the vassal than the lord ;
Low fculks the hind beneath the rage of pow'r,
And leaves the wealthy traitor in the Tow'r,
Untouch'd his cottage, and his numbers found,
Tho' confiscation's vultures hover round.
The needy traveller, serene and gay,
Walks the wild heath, and sings his toil away.
Does envy seize thee? crush th' upbraiding joy,
Increase his riches and his peace destroy,
Now fears in dire viciffitude invade,
The rustling brake alarms, and quiv’ring shade,
Nor light nor darkness bring his pain relief,
One thews the plunder, and one hides the thief.
Yet † still one gen’ral cry the skies assails,
And gain and grandeur load the tainted gales ;
Few know the toiling statesman's fear or care,
Th’insidious rival and the gaping heir.
Once I more, Democritus, arise on earth, With cheerful wisdom and instructive mirth,