From him whofe m quills ftand quiver'd at his ear, n Bernard in fpirit, fenfe, and truth abounds; Pray then, what wants he?" Fourfcore thoufand pounds? A penfion, or fuch Harness for a flave As Bug now has, and Dorimant would have. "And fay, to which fhall our appiause belong, Prodocet: haec recinunt juvenes dictata fenefque, n 100 Who Eft animus tibi, funt mores, eft lingua, fidefque; Sed quadringentis sex feptem millia defint. • Plebs eris. Pat pueri ludentes, Rex eris, aiunt, Si recte facies. Hic 9 murus aheneus efto, Nil confcire fibi, nulla pallefcere culpa. Rofcia, dic fodes, melior lex, an puerorum eft * Who counfels beft? who whispers, "Be but great, "With Praife or Infamy leave that to fate; "Get Place and Wealth, if poffible with grace; "If not, by any means, get Wealth and Place." For what? to have a " Box where Eunuchs fing, 105 And foremost in the Circle eye a King. 1 110 Or w he, who bids thee face with steady view 115 Adien * Ifne tibi melius fuadet, qui, "Rem facias; rem, "Si poffis, recte; fi non, quocunque modo rem." Liberum et ere&tum, * praefens hortatur et aptat? y Quod fi me Populus Romanus forte roget, cur Non, ut porticibus, fic judiciis fruar îfdem: Nec fequar aut fugiam, quae diligit ipfe vel odit; Adieu to Virtue, if you 're once a Slave: b The People are a many-headed Beast: Can they direct what measures to pursue, Just half the land would buy, and half be fold: с 120 125 Their Country's wealth our mightier Mifers drain, The reft, fome farm the Poor-box, fome the Pews; Of all thefe ways, if each f pursues his own, 135 To act confiftent with himself an hour. So b. Bellua multorum eft capitum. nam quid fequar aut quem? с Pars hominum geftit conducere publica: funt qui * Cruftis et pomis viduas venentur avaras, Excipiantque fenes, quos in vivaria mittant: • Multis occulto crefcit res fenore. f verum Efto, aliis alios rebus ftudiifque teneri: Iidem eadem poffunt horam durare probantes ? 140 Sir Job fail'd forth, the evening bright and still, "No place on earth (he cry'd) like Greenwich hill!” Up ftarts a Palace, lo, th' obedient base Slopes at its foot, the woods its fides embrace, The filver Thames reflects its marble face. Now let fome whimsey, or that Devil within Which guides all those who know not what they mean, But give the Knight (or give his Lady) fpleen; 145. "Away, away! take all your fcaffolds down,. "For Snug 's the word: My dear! we 'll live in Town." At amorous Flavio is the stocking thrown? That very night he longs to lie alone. 1. The Fool, whofe Wife elopes fome thrice a quarter,. For matrimonial folace dies a martyr. Did ever m Proteus, Merlin, any witch, Transform themselves fo ftrangely as the Rich? Discharge h Nullus in orbe finus Baiis praelucet amoenis,. Fecerit aufpicium; cras ferramenta Teanum m Quo teneam vultus mutantem Protea nodo? Quid pauper? ride: mutat coenacula, lectos, 160 Discharge their Garrets, move their beds, and run When (each opinion with the next at ftrife, One ebb and flow of Follies all my life) I plant, root up; I build, and then confound; You think this Madness but a common cafe, Nor once to Chancery, nor to Hale apply; Carelefs Balnea, P tonfores; conducto navigio aeque |