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One, driv'n by ftrong Benevolence of foul,
Shall fly, like Oglethorpe, from pole to pole:
Is known alone to that Directing Pow'r,
Who forms the Genius in the natal hour;
That God of Nature, who, within us ftill,
Inclines our action, not conftrains our will;
Various of temper, as of face or frame,
Each individual: His great End the fame.
Yes, Sir, how fmall 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 fo poor would live without a place:
But fure no ftatute in his favour fays,
How free, or frugal, I fhall pafs my days:
I, who at fome times fpend, at others spare,
Divided between carelefnefs and care.
'Tis one thing madly to difperfe my store;
Another, not to heed to treasure more;
Glad, like a Boy, to fnatch the first good day,
And pleas'd, if fordid want be far away.
f What is't to me (a paffenger God wot)
Whether my veffel be firft-rate or not?
The Ship itself may make a better figure,
But I that fail, am neither less nor bigger.
Scit Genius, natale comes qui temperat aftrum,
NATURAE DEUS HUMANAE.
VER. 288. But fure no ftatute] Alluding to the ftatutes made in England and Ireland, to regulate the Succeffion of Papifts, etc.
Non agimur tumidis velis Aquilone fecundo:
Non tamen adverfis aetatem ducimus Auftris.
Viribus, ingenio, fpecie, virtute, loco, re,
Extremi primorum, extremis ufque priores.
* Non es avarus: abi. quid? caetera jam fimul ifto
Cum vitio fugere? caret tibi pectus inani
Ambitione? caret mortis formidine et ira?
Somnia, terrores magicos, miracula, fagas,
Nocturnos lemures, portentaque Theffala rides?
Natales grate numeras? ignofcis amicis?
Lenior et melior fis accedente fenecta?
Quid te exemta levat fpinis de pluribus una?
Vivere fi recte nefcis, decede peritis.
Lufifti fatis, edifti fatis, atque bibisti :
Tempus abire tibi eft: ne potum largius aequo
Rideat, et pulfet lafciva decentius aetas.
VER. 312. Survey both worlds,] It is obfervable with what fobriety he has corrected the licentioufness of his Original, which made the expectation of another world a part of that fuperftition, he would explode; whereas his
I neither ftrut with ev'ry fav'ring breath,
Nor ftrive with all the tempeft in my teeth.
In pow'r, wit, figure, virtue, fortune, plac'd
Behind the foremost, and before the last.
"But why all this of Av'rice? 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 pow'r?
Does neither Rage inflame, nor Fear appall?
Not the black fear of death, that faddens all?
With terrors round, can Reafon hold her throne, 310
Despise the known, nor tremble at th' unknown?
Survey both worlds, intrepid and entire,
In fpight: 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 fournefs, drawn fo near its end?
Can'ft thou endure a foe, forgive a friend?
Has age but melted the rough parts away,
As winter-fruits grow mild e'er they decay?
Or will you think, my friend, your business done, 320
When, of a hundred thorns, you pull out one?
h` Learn to live well, or fairly make your will; You've play'd, and lov'd, and eat, and drank your fill: Walk fober off; before a fprightlier age
Comes titt❜ring on, and shoves you from the stage:
Leave fuch to trifle with more grace and ease,
Whom Folly pleases, and whose Follies please.
Imitator is only for removing the falfe terrors from the world of fpirits, fuch as the diablerie of witchcraft and purgatory.
Dr. JOHN DONNE, Dean of ST. PAUL's,
Quid vetat et nofmet Lucili fcripta legentes
Quaerere, num illius, num rerum dura negarit
Verficulos natura magis factos, et euntes