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YES, I beheld th' Athenian Queen

Defcend in all her fober charms; "And take (fhe faid, and fmil'd ferene) "Take at this hand celeftial arms :

"Secure the radiant weapons wield;
"This golden lance fhall guard Defert,




The Lady Frances Shirley] A Lady whofe great Merit Mr. Pope took a real pleasure in celebrating. WARBURTON.

VER. 1. Yes, I beheld, &c.] To enter into the spirit of this Addrefs, it is neceffary to premise, that the Poet was threatened with a profecution in the House of Lords, for the two foregoing Poems, the Epilogue to the Satires. On which, with great refentment against his enemies, for not being willing to diftinguish be


Grave Epifles bringing Vise to light,

and licentious Libels, he began a third Dialogue, more severe and fublime than the first and fecond; which being no fecret, matters were foon compromised. His enemies agreed to drop the prosecution, and he promised to leave the third Dialogue unfinished and fuppreffed. This affair occafioned this little beautiful poem, to which it alludes throughout, but more efpecially in the four laft ftanzas. WARBURTON

"And if a Vice dares keep the field,
"This steel shall stab it to the heart."

Aw'd, on my bended knees I fell,
Receiv'd the weapons of the sky;
And dipt them in the fable Well,
The Fount of Fame or Infamy.

"What Well? what Weapon? (Flavia cries)
"A ftandifh, fteel and golden pen!
"It came from Bertrand's, not the fkies;
"I gave it you to write again.

"But, Friend, take heed whom you attack;
"You'll bring a House (I mean of Peers)
"Red, Blue, and Green, nay white and black,
"Land all about

your ears.

"You'd write as fmooth again on glass,
"And run, on ivory, fo glib,
"As not to stick at fool or ass,

"Nor stop at Flattery or Fib.

"Athenian Queen! and fober charms!
"I tell ye, fool, there's nothing in't:


VER. 15. Bertrand's,] A famous toy-fhop at Bath.





" 'Tis



VER. 23. fool or afs,] The Dunciad.

VER. 24. Flattery or Fib.] The Epifile to Dr. Arbuthnot.


"'Tis Venus, Venus gives thefe arms; "In Dryden's Virgil fee the print.

"Come, if you'll be a quiet foul,

"That dares tell neither Truth nor Lies, "I'll lift you in the harmless roll

"Of thofe that fing of these poor eyes.


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VIR 27. thefe arms;] Such toys being the ufual prefents from lovers to their mistreffes. WARBURTON.


VER. 28 fee the print.] When the delivers Æneas a fuit of heavenly armour. WARBURTON.

VER. 30. neither Truth nor Lies,] i. e. If you have neither the courage to write Satire, nor the application to attempt an Epic Poem. He was then meditating on such a work.

"When Fanny blooming fair,

Firft met my ravish'd fight,
Struck with her face' and air,
I gaz'd with strange delight."


VER. 32. Of those that fing of thefe poor eyes.] Among the many fwains who fung of " thefe poor eyes," was Lord Chefterfield, in his well known Ballad :—


This beautiful Lady was fourth daughter of Earl Ferrers, who had at that time a house at Twickenham. Notwithstanding her numerous admirers, fhe died at Bath, unmarried, in the 1762. At Clarendon Park, near Salisbury, the feat of her Sifter's Son, Henry Bathurst efq., there is a full length painting, by Sir Godfrey Kneller; and if fhe was as handfome as she is there represented, Lord Chefterfield's paffionate address might be easily accounted for. The writer of this note had looked at it for fome time with admiration, without knowing whofe portrait it was, when the hofpitable and benevolent Owner of the manfion faid, “That is the celebrated Fanny blooming fair." Her fister, married to Mr. Bathurst's father, is painted at full length in the fame room.


Lady Frances is dreffed in a Turkish habit, probably introduced by Lady M. W. Montagu to England at the time, as she lived at Twickenham. The drefs is beautiful, and gives great effect to the attitude and countenance. The sketch of Earl Ferrers' House and Gardens is in the back ground.

I shall here present the Reader with a valuable Literary Curio. fity, a Fragment of an unpublished Satire of Popè, intitled, ONE THOUSAND SEVEN HUNDRED AND FORTY; communicated to me by the kindness of the learned and worthy Dr. Wilson, formerly fellow and librarian of Trinity College, Dublin; who (peaks of the Fragment in the following terms:

"This Poem I transcribed from a rough draft in Pope's own hand. He left many blanks for fear of the Argus Eye of those who, if they cannot find, can fabricate treason; yet, spite of his precaution, it fell into the hands of his enemies. To the hieroglyphics, there are direct allusions, I think in fome of the notes on the Dunciad. It was lent me by a grandson of Lord Chetwynd, an intimate friend of the famous Lord Bolingbroke, who gratified his curiofity by a boxful of the rubbish and sweepings of Pope's ftudy, whofe executor he was, in conjunction with Lord Marchmont."


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