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"When golden Angels cease to cure the Evil, You give all royal Witchcraft to the Devil: When fervile Chaplains cry, that birth and place 220 Indue a Peer with honour, truth, and grace, Look in that breast, most dirty D --! be fair, Say, can you find out one fuch lodger there? Yet ftill, not heeding what your heart can teach, You go to church to hear these Flatt'rers preach. 225 Indeed, could wealth beftow or wit or merit, A grain of courage, or a spark of spirit, The wifeft man might blush, I must agree,

If D*** lov'd fixpence, more than he.


If there be truth in Law, and Use can give 230 A Property, that's yours on which you live. Delightful Abs-court, if its fields afford Their fruits to you, confesses you its lord: All * Worldly's hens, nay, partridge, fold to town, His Ven'fon too, a guinea makes your own: 235 He bought at thoufands, what with better wit You purchase as you want, and bit by bit; Now, or long fince, what diff'rence will be found? You pay a penny, and he paid a pound.

3 VER. 220. When servile Chaplains cry,] Dr. Ken—t.

3 VER. 232. delightful Abs-court.] A farm over-against Hamp

Emtor Aricini quondam, Veientis et arvi, Emtum coenat olus, quamvis aliter putat; emtis Sub no&tem gelidam lignis calefactat ahenum. Sed vocat ufque fuum, qua populus adfita certis Limitibus vicina refigit jurgia: tanquam

z Sit proprium quidquam, puncto quod mobilis horae, Nunc prece, nunc pretio, nunc vi, nunc morte fuprema,

Permutet dominos, et cedat in altera jura.

Sic, quia perpetuus nulli datur ufus, et haeres Haeredem alterius, velut unda fupervenit undam: Quid vici profunt, aut horrea? quidve Calabris. Saltibus adjecti Lucani; fi metit Orcus Grandia cum parvis, non exorabilis auro? a Gemmas, marmor, ebur, Tyrrhena figilla, tabellas,

Argentum, veftes Gaetulo murice tinctas,
Sunt qui non habeant; eft qui non curat habere.

VER. 248. bang in Fortune's pow'r,-Loose on the point of ev'ry wav'ring bour] A modern idea (the magnetic needle) here fupplied the Imitator with expreffion much fuperior to his Original.

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▾ Heathcote himself, and fuch large-acred men, 240 Lords of fat E'fham, or of Lincoln fen, ftick of wood that lends them heat,

Buy every
Buy ev'ry Pullet they afford to eat.

Yet these are Wights, who fondly call their own
Half that the Dev'l o'erlooks from Lincoln town. 245
The Laws of God, as well as of the land,
Abhor, a Perpetuity should stand:


Estates have wings, and hang in Fortune's pow'r 2 Loose on the point of ev'ry wav'ring hour, Ready, by force, or of your own accord, By fale, at least by death, to change their lord. Man? and for ever? wretch! what wou'dft thou have? Heir urges heir, like wave impelling wave. All vaft poffeffions (juft the fame the cafe Whether you call them Villa, Park, or Chace) 255 Alas, my BATHURST! what will they avail? Join Cotswood hills to Saperton's fair dale, Let rifing Granaries and Temples here, There mingled farms and pyramids appear, Link towns to towns with avenues of oak, Enclose whole downs in walls, 'tis all a joke! - Inexorable Death fhall level all,


And trees, and ftones, and farms, and farmer fall.
Gold, Silver, Iv'ry, Vafes fculptur'd high,

Paint, Marble, Gems, and robes of Perfian dye, 265
There are who have not--and thank heav'n there are,

b Cur alter fratrum ceffare, et ludere, et ungi Praeferat Herodis palmetis pinguibus; alter Dives et importunus, ad umbram lucis ab ortu Silveftrem flammis et ferro mitiget agrum: Scit Genius, natale comes qui temperat aftrum: NATURAE DEUS HUMAN A E, mortalis in unumQuodque caput, vultu mutabilis, albus, et ater.

* Utar, et ex modico, quantum res pofcet, acervo Tollam: nec metuam, quid de me judicet haeres, Quod non plura datis invenerit. et tamen idem Scire volam, quantum fimplex hilarisque nepoti Difcrepet, et quantum difcordet parcus avaro. Distat enim, fpargas tua prodigus, an neque fumtum


VER. 273. All Townshend's Turnips}] Lord Townshend, Secretary of State to George the Firft and Second When this great Statefman retired from bufinefs, he amused himself in Hufbandry; and was particularly fond of that kind of rural improvement which arifes from Turnips; it was the favourite subject of his converfation.

VER. 277. Ay, like Oglethorpe,] Employed in fettling the Colony of Georgia.

VER. 280. That God of Nature, etc.] Here our Poet had an opportunity of illuftrating his own Philofophy; and thereby giving a much better fenfe to his Original: and correcting both the naturalism and the fate of Horace, which are covertly conveyed in these words,

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Talk what you will of Tafte, my friend, you'll



Two of a face, as foon as of a mind.
Why, of two brothers, rich and restless one
Plows, burns, manures, and toils from fun to fun;
The other flights, for women, sports, and wines,
All Townshend's Turnips, and all Grovenor's mines:
Why one like Bu--- with pay and fcorn content,
Bows and votes on, in Court and Parliament; 275
One, driv'n by ftrong Benevolence of foul,
Shall fly, like Oglethorpe, from pole to pole:
Is known alone to that Directing Pow'r,
Who forms the Genius in the natal hour;
That God of Nature, who, within us ftill,
Inclines our action, not constrains our will;
Various of temper, as of face or frame,
Each individual: His great End the fame.
Yes, Sir, how small foever be my heap,
A part I will enjoy, as well as keep,
My heir may figh, and think it want of
A man so poor would live without a place:
But fure no ftatute in his favour fays,


How free, or frugal, I fhall pafs my days:
I, who at fome times fpend, at others fpare
Divided between careleffnefs and care.




Scit Genius, natale comes qui temperat aftrum,

VER. 288. But fure no ftatute] Alluding to the statutes made in England and Ireland, to regulate the Succeffion of Papifts, etc,

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