CONTENTS.

PART I.

OF the End and Efficacy of Satire. The Love of Glory and Fear of Shame univerfal, Ver. 29. This Paffion, implanted in Man as a Spur to Virtue, is generally perverted, Ver. 41. And thus becomes the Occafion of the greatest Follies, Vices, and Miferies, Ver. 61. It is the Work of Satire to rectify this Paffion, to reduce it to its proper Channel, and to convert it into an Incentive to Wisdom and Virtue, Ver. 89. Hence it appears, that Satire may influence those who defy all Laws Human and Divine, Ver. 99. An Objection answered, Ver. 131.

PART II.

Rules for the Conduct of Satire. Justice and Truth its chief and effential Property, Ver. 169. Prudence in the Application of Wit and Ridicule, whofe Province is, not to explore unknown, but to enforce known Truths, Ver. 191. Proper Subjects of Satire are the Manners of present Times, Ver. 239. Decency of Expreffion recommended, Ver. 255. The different Methods in which Folly and Vice ought to be chaftifed, Ver. 269. The Variety of Style and Manner which these two Subjects require, Ver. 277. The Praise of Virtue may be admitted with Propriety, Ver. 315. Caution with regard to Panegyric, Ver. 329. The Dignity of true Satire, Ver. 341.

PART III.

The Hiftory of Satire. Roman Satirifts, Lucilius, Horace, Perfius, Juvenal, Ver. 357, &c. Causes of the Decay of Literature, particularly of Satire, Ver. 389. Revival of Satire, Ver. 401. Erasmus one of its principal Reftorers, Ver. 405. Donne, Ver. 411. The Abufe of Satire in England, during the licentious Reign of Charles II., Ver. 415. Dryden, 429. The true Ends of Satire pursued by Boileau in France, Ver. 439; and by Mr. Pope in England, Ver. 445.

PART I.

FATE
ATE gave the word; the cruel arrow fped;
And POPE lies number'd with the mighty Dead!
Refign'd he fell; fuperior to the dart,
That quench'd its rage in YOURS and BRITAIN'S
Heart:

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You mourn: but BRITAIN, lull'd in rest profound, (Unconscious BRITAIN !) flumbers o'er her wound. Exulting Dulness ey'd the setting Light,

And flapp'd her wing, impatient for the Night:
Rous'd at the fignal, Guilt collects her train,
And counts the Triumphs of her growing Reign: 10
With inextinguishable rage they burn;

And fnake-hung ENVY hiffes o'er his Urn:

Th' envenom'd Monsters fpit their deadly foam,

To blaft the Laurel that furrounds his Tomb.

But You, O WARBURTON! whofe eye refin'd 15 Can fee the greatnefs of an honest mind; Can fee each Virtue and each Grace unite, And taste the Raptures of a pure Delight; You vifit oft his awful Page with Care,

And view that bright Affemblage treafur'd there; 20 You trace the Chain that links his deep defign, *And pour new Luftre on the glowing Line.

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