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Quid verum atque decens, curo et rogo, et omnis

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Condo, et compono, quæ mox depromere poffim. Ac ne farte roges, quo me duas, quo Lare tuter; Nullius addi&us jurare in verba magistri,

Quo me cunque rapit tempeftas, deferor bofpes. Nunc agilis fio, et merfor" civilibus undis, Virtutis verae cuftos, rigidufque fatalles: Nunc in Ariftippi' furtim praecepta relabor,


Et mihi res, non me rebus, fubjungere conor.

*Ut nox longa, quibus mentitur amica; diesque` Lenta videtur opus debentibus: ut piger annus Pupillis, quos dura premit cuftodia matrum: Sic mihi tarda' fluunt ingrataque tempora, quae fpem Confiliumque morantur agendi gnaviter 'id, quod Aeque pauperibus prodeft, locupletibus aeque, Aeque neglectum pueris fenibufque nocebit.

Omnis Aristippum decuit color, et fatus, et res.

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What right, what true, what fit we juftly call,
Let this be all my care-for this is All:
To lay this harvest up, and hoard with haste
What ev'ry day will want, and moft, the last.
But ask not, to what Doctors I apply?
Sworn to no Master, of no Sect am I:
As drives the storm, at any door I knock:
And houfe with Montagne now, or now with Locke,
Sometimes a" Patriot, active in debate,
Mix with the World, and battle for the State,
Free as young Lyttelton, her Caufe pursue,
Still true to Virtue, and as warm as true:
Sometimes with Ariftippus, or St. Paul,
Indulge my candor, and grow all to all;
Back to my native Moderation flide,
And win my way by yielding to the tide.

Long, as to him who works for debt, the day, 35 Long as the Night to her whofe Love's away, Long as the Year's dull circle feems to run, When the brisk Minor pants for twenty-one: So flow th' unprofitable moments roll, That lock up all the Functions of foul; my That keep me from myself; and still delay Life's inftant business to a fature day :


That' task, which as we follow, or defpife,
The eldest is a fool, the youngest wise.

Which done, the pooreft can no wants endure; 45



Reftat, ut his ego me ipfe regam folerque ele


Non poffis oculo quantum contendere Lynceus; Non tamen idcirco contemnas lippus inungi: Nec, quia defperes invicti membra Glyconis, Nodofa corpus nolis prohibere cheragra. Eft quadam prodire * tenus, fi non datur ultra.

y Fervet avaritia, miferoque cupidine pectus ? Sunt verba et voces, quibus hunc lenire dolorem Poffis, et magnam morbi deponere partem. Laudis amore tumes? funt certa piacula, quae te

Ter pure lecto poterunt recreare libello.


Invidus, iracundus, iners, vinofus, amater; Nemo adeo ferus eft, ut non mitefcere poffit, Si modo culturae patientem commodet aurem. •Virtus eft, vitium fugere; et fapientia prima, Stultitia caruiffe. vides, quae maxima credis Effe mala, exiguum cenfum, turpemque repulfam, Quanto devites animi capitifque labore. Impiger extremos eurris mercator ad Indos,

VIR. 58. Between the fits-] The fenfe of magnam morbi deponere partem

is here very happily expreffed And Ter pure lecte etc.


Late as it is, I put myself to school,
And feel fome' comfort, not to be a fool.
* Weak tho' I am of limb, and fhort of Sight,
Far from a Lynx, and not a Giant quite;
I'll do what Mead and Chefelden advise,
To keep thefe limbs, and to preferve thefe eyes.
Not to go back, is fomewhat to advance,


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And men müst walk at leaft before they dance.

Say, does thy blood rebel, thy bofom move 55 With wretched Av'rice, or as wretched Love? Know, there are Words,and Spells, which can controll 2 Between the Fits this Fever of the foul:



And the first Wisdom, to be Fool no more.
But to the world no bugbear is fo great,
As want of figure, and a small Eftate.

Know, there are Rhymes, which fresh and fresh apply'd

Will cure the arrant'ft Puppy of his Pride.

Be furious, envious, flothful, mad, or drunk,



Slave to a Wife, or Vaffal to a Punk,

A Switz, a High-dutch, or a Low-dutch Bear;
All that we ask is but a patient Ear.

• 'Tis the first Virtue, Vices to abhor;



In the following line, as happily varied. But the whole paffage, which describes the ufe and efficacy of fatire, is admirably imi

Per mare pauperiem fugiens, per faxa, per ignes:
Ne cures ea, quae ftulte miraris et optas,
Difcere, et audire, et meliori credere non vis
Quis circum pagos et circum compita pugnas
Magna coronari contemnat Olympia, cui fpes,
Cui fit conditio dulcis fine pulvere palmae ?
« i Vilius eft auro argentum, virtutibus aurum,
"O cives, cives! quaerenda pecunia primum eft;
Virtus poft nummos: haec Janus fummus ab ima
Prodocet haec recinunt juvenes dictata fenefque,
Lævo fufpenfi loculos tabulamque lacerto.

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VER. 70. Star'd at the spectre of pale Poverty!] Tho' this has all the fpirit, it has not all the imagery of the Original; where Horace makes Poverty purfue, and keep pace with the Mifer in his flight..

Per mare Pauperiem fugiens, per faxa, per ignes. But what follows,

Wilt thou do nothing, etc.

far furpaffes the Original.

VER. 77. Here wisdom calls: etc.] All from hence to ver, 116, is a pretty clofe tranflation: but in general done with so maf terly a fpirit, that the Original, tho' one of the most finished paffages in Horace, looks only like the imitation of it.

VER. 78. As Gold to Silver, Virtue is to Gold ] This perhaps is the most faulty line in the whole collection. The Original is, Vilius eft auro argentum, virtutibus aurum,

which only fays, that as filver is of less value than gold, fo Gold is of lefs value than Virtue: in which fimple inferiority, and not the proportion of it, is implied. For it was as contrary to the Author's purpose, as it is to common fenfe, to suppose, that Virtue was but just as much better than gold, as gold is better than filver. Yet Mr. Pope, too attentive to his constant object,

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