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Gaude, quod fpectant oculi te mille loquentem:

Gnavus P mane forum, et vefpertinus pete tectum ;

Ne plus frumenti dotalibus emetat agris

Mutus et (indignum ; quod fit pejoribus ortus)

Hic tibi fit potius, quam tu mirabilis illi.


Quicquid fub terra eft, in apricum proferet aetas;

Defodiet, condetque nitentia, cum bene notum

Porticus Agrippae, et via te confpexerit Appi;

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Ire tamen reftat, Nuina quo devenit et Ancus.

Si latus aut renes morbo tentantur acuto,

If not fo pleas'd, at Council-board rejoice,

To see their judgments hang upon thy Voice;
From morn to night, at Senate, Rolls, and Hall,
Plead much, read more, dine late, or not at all.
But wherefore all this labour, all this ftrife?

For Fame, for Riches, for a noble Wife?


Shall One whom Nature, Learning, Birth, con


To form, not to admire but be admir'd,

Sigh, while his Chloe blind to Wit and Worth
Weds the rich Dulness of fome Son of earth?
Yet Time ennobles, or degrades each Line;
It brighten'd CRAGGS's, and may darken thine:
And what is Fame? the Meanest have their day,
The Greatest can but blaze, and pass away.
Grac'd as thou art, with all the Pow'r of Words,
So known, fo honour'd, at the House of Lords;
Confpicuous Scene! another yet is nigh,




(More filent far) where Kings and Poets lie;
Where MURRAY (long enough his Country's pride)
Shall be no more than TULLY, or than HYDE!
w Rack'd with Sciatics, martyr'd with the Stone,
Will any mortal let himself alone?

See Ward by batter'd Beaus invited over,
And defp❜rate Misery lays hold on Dover.
The cafe is easier in the Mind's disease;

There all Men may be cur'd, whene'er they please.



Quaere fugam morbi. * vis recte vivere? quis non?

Si virtus hoc una poteft dare, fortis omiffis

Hoc age deliciis.

y virtutem verba putes, et

Lucum lignacave ne portus occupet alter:

Ne Cibyratica, ne Bithyna negotia perdas :

Mille talenta rotundentur, totidem altera, porro et

Tertia fuccedant, et quae pars quadret acervum.

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Scilicet uxorem cum dote, fidemque, et amicos,


Et genus, et formam, regina Pecunia donat ;

Ac bene nummatum decorat Saudela, Venufque.


Mancipiis locuples, egit aeris © Cappadocum rex.


VER. 65. Who Virtue and a Church alike difowns,] The

Would ye be bleft? defpife low Joys, low Gains;
Difdain whatever CORNBURY difdains ;

Be virtuous, and be happy for your pains.

y But art thou one, whom new opinions sway, One who believes as Tindal leads the way,

Who Virtue and a Church alike difowns,



Thinks that but words, and this but brick and ftones?

Fly then, on all the wings of wild defire,

Admire whate'er the maddeft can admire:

Is Wealth thy paffion? Hence! from Pole to Pole, Where winds can carry, or where waves can roll, 170 For Indian fpices, for Peruvian Gold,

Prevent the greedy, and out-bid the bold:

a Advance thy golden Mountain to the skies; On the broad base of fifty thousand rife,

Add one round hundred, and (if that's not fair)
Add fifty more, and bring it to a square.
For, mark th' advantage; juft so many score




Will gain a Wife with half as many more,
Procure her beauty, make that beauty chafte,
And then fuch Friends-as cannot fail to laft.
Ad Man of wealth is dubb'd a Man of worth,
Venus fhall give him Form, and Anftis Birth.
(Believe me, many a German Prince is worse,
Who proud of Pedigree, is poor of Purse)

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one appears from his party pamphlets; the other, from his Rights of the Chriftian Church.

Ne fueris hic tu. f chlamydes Lucullus, ut aiunt,

Si poffet centum scenae praebere rogatus,

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Qui poffum tot? ait: tamen et quaeram, et quot habebo

Mittam: poft paulo fcribit, fibi millia quinque Effe domi chlamydum: partem, vel tolleret omnes. * Exilis domus eft, ubi non et multa fuperfunt, Et dominum fallunt, et profunt furibus. b ergo, Si res fola poteft facere et fervare beatum, Hoc primus repetas opus, hoc poftremus omittas. i Si fortunatum fpecies et gratia praeftat,

k Mercemur fervum, qui dictet nomina, laevum


Qui fodicet latus, et cogat trans pondera dextram Porrigere: Hic multum in Fabia valet, ille Velina : Cui libet, is fafces dabit; eripietque curule,


VER. 86. Or if three Ladies like a lucklefs Play,] The common reader, I am fenfible, will be always more foli. citous about the names of these three Ladies, the unlucky Play, and every other trifling circumftance that attended this piece of gallantry, than for the explanation of our Author's fenfe, or the illuftration of his poetry; even where he is most moral and fublime. But had it been in Mr. Pope's purpose to indulge fo impertinent a curiofity, he had fought elfewhere for a commentator on his writings.

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