Well may he P blush, who gives it, or receives; 1 Clothe fpice, line trunks, or, fluttering in a row, Nec prave factis decorari verfibus opto: 415 BOOK BOOK II. EPISTLE II. "Ludentis fpeciem dabit, et torquebitur." HoR. EAR Col'nel, Cobham's and your country's DE You love a Verfe, take fuch as I can fend. A Frenchman comes, prefents you with his Boy, Bows, and begins-"This Lad, Sir, is of Blois : "Obferve his fhape how clean! his locks how curl'd! My only fon; I'd have him fee the world: "His French is pure; his Voice too-you shall hear. "Sir, he 's your flave, for twenty pound a year. "Mere wax as yet, you fashion him with ease, "Your Barber, Cook, Upholsterer, what you please: "A perfect genius at an Opera fong"To fay too much, might do my honour wrong. 66 Take F LORE, bono claroque fidelis amice Neroni, b Si quis forte velit puerum tibi vendere natum Tibure vel Gabiis, et tecum fic agat: "Hic et "Candidus, et talos a vertice pulcher ad imos, "Fiet eritque tuus nummorum millibus octo; "Verna minifteriis ad nutus aptus heriles; "Litterulis Graecis imbutus, idoneus arti Cuilibet: argilla quidvis imitaberis uda: Take him with all his virtues, on my word; "His whole ambition was to serve a Lord: "But, Sir, to you, with what would I not part? 15 Though faith, I fear, 'twill break his Mother's heart. "Once (and but once) I caught him in a lie, "And then, unwhipp'd, he had the grace to cry: "The fault he has I fairly fhall reveal, с (Could you o'erlook but that), it is, to fteal." If, after this, you took the graceful lad, 20 25 d Confider then, and judge me in this light; I told you when I went, I could not write; You Quin etiam canet indoctum, fed dulce bibenti. "Multa fidem promiffa levant, ubi plenius aequo "Laudat venales, qui vult extrudere, merces. "Res urget me nulla: meo fum pauper in aere. "Nemo hoc mangonum faceret tibi: non temere a me Quivis ferret idem: femel hic ceffavit, et (ut fit) "In fcalis latuit metuens pendentis habenae: "Des nummos, excepta nihil te fi fuga laedit." Ille ferat pretium, poenae fecurus, opinor. Prudens emifti vitiofum: dicta tibi eft lex. Infequeris tamen hunc, et lite moraris iniqua. d Dixi me pigrum proficifcenti tibi, dixi. Talibus officiis prope mancum; ne mea faevus You faid the fame; and are you discontent • In Anna's Wars, a Soldier poor and old Jurgares ad te quod epistola nulla veniret. 30 35 } 40 45 " Go Si tamen attentas? quereris fuper hoc etiam, quod e Luculli miles collecta viatica multis Praefidium regale loco dejecit, ut aiunt, Summe munito, et multarum divite rerum. "Go on, my Friend, (he cry'd) fee yonder walls! "Advance and conquer! go where glory calls! "More honours, more rewards, attend the brave." Don't you remember what reply he gave? D'ye think me, noble General, such a Sot? "Let him take caftles who has ne'er a groat. f Bred up at home, full early I begun To hunt for Truth in Maudlin's learned grove.) 50 55 And Forte fub hoc tempus caftellum evertere praetor |