All Worldly's hens, nay, partridge, fold to town, His venison too, a guinea makes your own : 235 He bought at thousands, what with better wit You purchase as you want, and bit by bit; y Heathcote himself, and such large-acred men, 240 Lords of fat E'sham, or of Lincoln-fen, Buy every stick of wood that lends them heat; Yet these are Wights, who fondly call their own Abhor a Perpetuity should stand: Estates have wings, and hang in Fortune's power * Loofe on the point of every wavering hour, Ready, Te dominum fentit. * das nummos; accipis uvam, y Emtor Aricini quondam, Veientis et arvi, Emtum coenat olus, quamvis aliter putat; emtis Sub noctem gelidam lignis calefactat ahenum. Sed vocat usque suum, qua populus adfita certis Limitibus vicina refigit jurgia: tanquam * Sit proprium cuiquam, puncto quod mobilis horae, Nunc prece, nunc pretio, nunc vi, nunc forte suprema, 250 Ready, by force, or of your own accord, Heir urges heir, like wave impelling wave. All vast possessions (just the same the cafe 255 260 And trees, and stones, and farms, and farmer fall. a Gold, Silver, Ivory, Vases sculptur'd high, Paint, Marble, Gems, and robes of Persian dye, 265 There are who have not-and thank heaven there are, Who, if they have not, think not worth their care. Talk what you will of Taste, my friend, you 'll find Two of a face, as foon as of a mind. Permutet dominos, et cedat in altera jura. Sic, quia perpetuus nulli datur ufus, et haeres Why, a Gemmas, marmor, ebur, Tyrrhena figilla, tabellas, Argentum, vestes Gaetulo murice tinctas, Why, of two brothers, rich and restless one 270 The other flights, for women, sports, and wines, All Townshend's Turnips, and all Grosvenor's mines: Why one like Bu- with pay and scorn content, <Bows and votes on, in Court and Parliament; One, driven by strong Benevolence of foul, Shall fly, like Oglethorpe, from pole to pole: Is known alone to that Directing Power, Who forms the Genius in the natal hour; That God of Nature, who, within us still, Inclines our action, not conftrains our will; Various of temper, as of face or frame, Each individual: His great End the fame. c 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 grace A man so poor would live without a place: 275 280 285 But Sunt qui non habeant; est qui non curat habere. • Utar, et ex modico, quantum res pofcet, acerve Tollam: nec metuam, quid de me judicet haeres, Quod non plura datis invenerit. et tamen idem But fure no statute in his favour says, f What is 't to me (a passenger God wot) 290 295 300 But - Scire volam, quantum fimplex hilarisque nepoti 305 g" But why all this of Avarice? I have none." I wish you joy, Sir, of a Tyrant gone; But does no other lord it at this hour, As wild and mad? the Avarice of power? Does neither Rage inflame, nor Fear appall? Not the black fear of death, that saddens all? With terrors round, can Reason hold her throne, 310 Despise the known, nor tremble at th' unknown? Survey both worlds, intrepid and entire, In spite of witches, devils, dreams, and fire? Pleas'd to look forward, pleas'd to look behind, And count each birth-day with a grateful mind? 315 Has life no fourness, drawn so near its end; Canst thou endure a foe, forgive a friend? Has age but melted the rough parts away, As winter-fruits grow mild ere they decay? Or will you think, my friend, your business done, 320 When, of a hundred thorns, you pull out one? Learn Extremi primorum, extremis usque priores. |