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That Offices are intail'd, and that there are
As the last day; and that great Officers
more amaz'd than Circes prifoners, when They felt themselves turn beafts, felt myself then Becoming Traytor, and methought I faw
One of our Giant Statutes ope his jaw,
And fays, Sir, can you fpare me-? I faid, Willingly,
Though they be paid to be gone, yet needs will
All the Court fill'd with more ftrange things than he)
VER. 167. fall endlong] The fudden effect of the tranfformation is ftrongly and finely painted to the imagina
Nay hints, 'tis by connivance of the Court,
That Spain robs on, and Dunkirk's ftill a Port. 165
And quick to swallow me, methought I saw
In that nice moment, as another Lye
To him he flies, and bows, and bows again,
I quak'd at heart; and ftill afraid, to fee
All the Court fill'd with ftranger things than he,
Ran out as fast, as one that pays his bail
And dreads more actions, hurries from a jail.
Bear me, fome God!
oh quickly bear me hence
To wholfome Solitude, the nurse of sense:
Where Contemplation prunes her ruffled wings,
tion, not in the found, but in the sense of these two words. VER. 184. Bear me,] These four lines are wonderfully
Ran from thence with such, or more haft than one
My piteous foul began the wretchedness
Of fuiters at court to mourn, and a trance
I faw at court, and worse and more. Low fear
No, no, thou which since yesterday hast been,
Such as fwells the bladder of our court? I
Think he which made your Waxen garden, and
With us at London, flouts our Courtiers; for
fublime. His impatience in this region of vice, is like that of Virgil, in the region of heat. They both call out as if they were half itifled by the fulphury air of the place,
O qui me gelidis
O quickly bear me bence.
b A fhow of the Italian Gardens in Waxwork, in the time of King James the Firft.
There fober thought purfu'd th' amufing theme,
Till Fancy colour'd it, and form'd a Dream.
A Vifion hermits can to Hell transport,
And forc'd ev'n me to fee the damn'd at Court.
Not Dante dreaming all th' infernal state,
Beheld such scenes of envy, fin, and hate.
Care, if a liv'ry'd Lord or fmile or frown?
Haft thou, oh Sun beheld an emptier fort,
VER. 188. There fober thought] Thefe two lines are remarkable for the delicacy and propriety of the expreffion.
VER. 194. Bafe Fear] These four admirable lines become the high office he had affumed, and fo nobly fuftained.
Taft have in them, ours are; and natural
Some of the stocks are; their fruits baftard all.
'Tis ten a Clock and paft; all whom the mues,
Had all the morning held, now the fecond
As fresh and sweet their Apparels be, as be
Wants reach all ftates: me feems they do as well
< That is, of wood.
VER. 206. Court in wax!] A famous fhow of the Court of Françe, in Wax-work.
VER. 213. At Fig's, at White's,] White's was a noted