504 WORKS OF POPE. 'I hear the beat of Jacob's* drums ; Poor Ovid finds no quarter! See first the merry P--+ comes In haste, without his garter: 'Then lords and lordlings, squires and knights, Garth, at St. James's, and at White's, 'What Fenton will not do, nor Gay, 'If Justice Philips' costive head 'Let Warwick's Muse with Ashurst join, And Pope translate with Jervas. 'L- himself, that lively lord, Shall join with F- in one accord, 'Ye ladies, too, draw forth your pen; 'Now, Tonson, list thy forces all, For to poor Ovid shall befall A strange metamorphosis; * Jacob Tonson, the editor of the 'Metamorphoses.' 50 60 70 'A metamorphosis more strange Than all his books can vapour-' 'To what,' quoth squire, 'shall Ovid change?' Quoth Sandys, 'To waste paper.' A FAREWELL TO LONDON.* 1715. DEAR, damn'd, distracting town, farewell! * * * * To drink and droll be Rowe allow'd Farewell, Arbuthnot's raillery And Garth, the best good Christian he, Lintot, farewell! thy bard must go : Heaven gives thee for thy loss of Rowe, Why should I stay? Both parties rage; The love of arts lies cold and dead And not one Muse of all he fed, Has yet the grace to mourn. * Probably written at No. 9, Berkeley-street, London (where Pope then resided), at the time he was about to remove to Twickenham. My friends, by turns, my friends confound; Poor Y -rs sold for fifty pounds, Why make I friendships with the great, * 30 * Still idle, with a busy air, Solicitous for other ends, Though fond of dear repose; Careless or drowsy with my friends, Luxurious lobster-nights, farewell, Adieu to all but Gay alone, Whose soul, sincere and free, And so may starve with me. 40 'Tis a fear that starts at shadows; Old, and void of all good-nature; SONG, BY A PERSON OF QUALITY. WRITTEN IN THE YEAR 1733. FLUTTERING, spread thy purple pinions, Thus the Cyprian goddess weeping, Cynthia, tune harmonious numbers; * See Note t, p. 499. 10 20 508 WORKS OF POPE. Mournful cypress, verdant willow, Thus when Philomela, drooping, 30 A FRAGMENT. WHAT are the falling rills, the pendent shades, PRAYER. A Prayer of Brutus, on the occasion of his going to a temple of Diana to offer sacrifice, and inquire of the goddess what country was destined to be his place of settlement. See Geoffrey of Monmouth's British History, Book I. chap. 11. GODDESS of woods, tremendous in the chase, |