And who unknown defame me, let them be F. Your Plea is good; but ftill I fay, beware! 140 145 155 Solventur rifu tabulae. Some Critics tell us, it is want of tafte to put this line in the mouth of Trebatius. But our Poet confutes this cenfure, by fhewing how well the fenfe of it agrees to his Friend's character. The Lawyer is cautious and fearful; but as foon as SIR ROBERT, the Patron both of Law and Gofpel, is named as approving them, he changes his note, and, in the language of old Plouden, owns, the Cafe is altered. Now was it not as natural, when Horace had given a hint that Auguftus himself fupported him, for Trebatius, a Court Advocate, who had been long a Client to him and his Uncle, to confefs the Cafe was altered? SATIRA II. UAE virtus & quanta, boni, fit vivere parvo, (Nec meus hic fermo; fed quae praecepit Ofellus, Q Rufticus, abnormis Sapiens, craffaque Minerva)` d Verum hic impránfi mecum difquirite. Cur hoc? Dicam, fi potero. male verum examinat omnis Corruptus judex. Leporem fectatus, equove Laffus ab indomito; vel (fi Romána fatigat Militia affuetum graecari) feu pila velox, Molliter aufterum ftudio fallente laborem ; Seu te difcus agit, pete cedentem aëra disco : Cum labor extulerit faftidia; ficcus, inanis, Sperne cibum vilem: nifi Hymettia mella Falerno, Ne biberis, diluta. iforis eft promus, et atrum? Defendens pifces hiemat mare: cum fale panis Latrantem ftomachum bene leniet. unde putas, aut Quî partum? non in caro nidore voluptas Summa, fed in teipfo eft. tu pulmentaria quaere & VER. 5. a gilt Buffet's reflected pride-Turns you from found Philofopby afide;] More forcibly and happily expreffed than the original acclinis falfis; tho' that be very elegant. SATIRE II. To Mr. BETHEL, HAT, and how great, the Virtue and the Art "W" с To live on little with a chearful heart; Here BETHEL'S Sermon, one not vers'd in schools, d But strong in sense, and wise without the rules. 19 Go work, hunt, exercise! (he thus began) Then scorn a homely dinner, if you can, i Your wine lock'd up, your Butler stroll'd abroad, Or fish deny'd (the river yet unthaw'd) If then plain bread and milk will do the feat, 13 The pleasure lies in you, and not the meat. 5 VER. 9. BETHEL.] The fame to whom feveral of Mr. Pope's letters are addreffed. |