When Catiline by rapine swellid his store;
When Cæfar made a noble dame a whore;
In this the Lust, in that the Avarice
Were means, not ends ; Ambition was the vice. 215
That very Cæsar, born in Scipio’s days,
Had aim'd, like him, by Chastity at praise.
Lucullus, when Frugality could charm,
Had roasted turnips in the Sabin farm.
In vain th' observer eyes the builder's toil, 220
But quite mistakes the scaffold for the pile.

In this one Passion man can strength enjoy,
As Fits give vigour, just when they destroy.
Time, that on all things lays his lenient hand,
Yet tames not this ; it sticks to our last fand. 225
Consistent in our follies and our fins,
Here honest Nature ends as she begins.

Old Politicians chew on wisdom past, And totter on in bus'ness to the last ;

NOTES.

VER. 213. -a noble mouroully called bones, as

. Dame a whare,] The fifter the impulse of the ruling of Cato, and mother of passion (which she gives and Brutus.

cherishes) makes her more VER. 227. Here honest and more impatient of difNature ends as the begins.] guise. Human nature is here hy.

As weak, as earneft; and as gravely out, 230 As fober Lanesb’row dancing in the gout.

Behold a rev'rend fire, whom want of grace Has made the father of a nameless race, Shov'd from the wall perhaps, or rudely press'd By his own son, that passes by unbless's : 235 Still to his wench he crawls on knocking knees, And envies ev'ry sparrow that he fees.

A falmon's belly, Helluo, was thy fate;' The doctor callid, declares all help too late :

Mercy! cries Helluo, mercy on my soul! 240 “ Is there no hope ? --Alas!-then bring the jowl.”

The frugal Crone, whom praying priests attend, Still strives to save the hallow'd taper's end, Collects her breath, as ebbing life retires, For one puff more, and in that puff expires. 245

“ Odious ! in woollen ! 'twould a Saint provoke, (Were the last words that poor Narçiffa fpoke)

a

Notes.

VER. 247

VER, 231. Lanefo'row.] | advise her to preserve her An ancient Nobleman, who health and dispel her grief continued this practice long by Dancing. P. after his legs were disabled

the last by the gout. Upon the words that poor Narcisa death of Prince George of Spoke] This story, as well Denmark, he demanded an as the others, is founded audience of the Queen, to l'on fact, though the author

“ No, let a charming Chintz, and Brussels lace
“ Wrap my cold limbs, and fhade my lifeless face :
“ One would not, sure, be frightful when one's dead--
“ And—Betty-give this Cheek a little Red.” 251

The Courtier smooth, who forty years had shin'd
An humble servant to all human kind,
Just brought out this, when scarce his tongue could

stir,
"If-where I'am going I could serve you, Sir?

“ I give and I devise (old Euclio said,
And figh’d) “my lands and tenements to Ned.
Your money, Sir; “ My money, Sir, what all ?
“ Why,--if I must-(then wept) I give it Paul.
The Manor, Sir!-" The Manor ! hold, he cry'd,
« Not that I cannot part with that”—and dy'd.

And you ! brave COBHAM, to the latest breath
Shall feel your ruling passion strong in death :
Such in those moments as in all the past,
“ Oh, save my Country, Heav'n!” shall be your last,

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had the good nefs not to men- | thought of being buried in
tion the names. Several at- woollen, gave these her laft
tribute this in particular to orders with her dying breath
a very celebrated Actress, P.
who, in deteftation of the

MORAL ESSAYS.

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Of the Characters of Women. N

OTHING so true as what you once let fall,

“ Most Women have no Characters at all.” Matter too soft a lasting mark to bear, And best distinguish'd by black, brown, or fair.

NOTES. Of the Characters of Wo | its first publication, may men] [here is nothing in perhaps account for the Mr Pope's works more small attention given to it. highly finished than this He said, that no one chá.

Epistle: Yet its success was racter in it was drawn from . in no proportion to the the life. The Public be.

pains he took in composing lieved him on his word, and it. Something he chanced expressed little curiosity ato drop in a Thort Adver- bout a Satire in which there pisement prefixed to it, on was nothing personal.

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G.Jwtinfoup, Ini Men,

we various ruling Passions find, In Momen, two almost divide the Kind";a: Those only furd, they first

or last obey The Sové opPhasure and the Sove of:Iway.

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Char:of Women.