The last, not least in honour or applause,
Isis and Cam made doctors of her laws.

Then, blessing all," Go, children of my care!
To practice now from theory repair.
All my commands are easy, short, and full:
My sons! be proud, be selfish, and be dull.
Guard my prerogative, assert my throne:
This nod confirms each privilege your own.
The cap and switch be sacred to his grace:
With staff and pumps the marquis leads the race;
From stage to stage the licens'd earl may run,
Pair'd with his fellow-charioteer, the sun;
The learned baron butterflies design,

Or draw to silk Arachne's subtile line;
The judge to dance his brother serjeant call;
The senator at cricket urge the ball;
The bishop, stow (pontific luxury!)
An hundred souls of turkeys in a pye ;
The sturdy squires to Gallic masters stoop,
And drown his lands and manors in a soup.
Others import yet nobler arts from France,
Teach kings to fiddle, and make senates dance.
Perhaps more high some daring son may soar,
Proud to my list to add one monarch more;
And nobly-conscious, princes are but things
Born for first ministers, as slaves for kings,
Tyrant supreme! shall three estates command,
And make one mighty Dunciad of the land!"

580

585

590

595

606

More she had spoke, but yawn'd-All nature nods: What mortal can resist the yawn of gods? Churches and chapels instantly it reach'd; (St. James's first, for leaden G- preach'd)

610

Then catch'd the schools; the hall scarce kept awake;
The convocation gap'd, but could not speak:
Lost was the nation's sense, nor could be found,
While the long solemn unison went round:
Wide, and more wide, it spread o'er all the realm:
Ev'n Palinurus nodded at the helm:

The vapour mild o'er each committee crept; 615
Unfinish'd treaties in each office slept;

And chiefless armies doz'd out the campaign;
And navies yawn'd for orders on the main.

620

O Muse! relate, (for you can tell alone, Wits have short memories, and dunces none,) Relate who first, who last, resign'd to rest; Whose heads she partly, whose completely blest; What charms could faction, what ambition lull, The venal quiet, and intrance the dull; [wrongTill drown'd was sense and shame, and right, and O sing, and hush the nations with thy song!

*

626

In vain, in vain-the all-composing hour Resistless falls: the Muse obeys the pow'r.

She comes! she comes! the sable throne behold

Of Night primeval, and of Chaos old!

630

Before her, fancy's gilded clouds decay,

And all its varying rainbows die away.
Wit shoots in vain its momentary fires,
The meteor drops, and in a flash expires.
As one by one, at dread Medea's strain,
The sickening stars fade off th' ethereal plain;
As Argus' eyes, by Hermes' wand opprest,
Clos'd one by one to everlasting rest;
Thus at her felt approach, and secret might,
Art after art goes out, and all is night.
See skulking Truth to her old cavern fled,
Mountains of casuistry heap'd o'er her head!
Philosophy, that lean'd on Heav'n before,
Shrinks to her second cause, and is no more.
Physic of metaphysic begs defence,

695

640

645

And metaphysic calls for aid on sense!

See mystery to mathematics fly!

In vain they gaze, turn giddy, rave, and die.
Religion, blushing, veils her sacred fires,

650

And unawares Morality expires.

Nor public flame, nor private, dares to shine;
Nor human spark is left, nor glimpse divine!
La! thy dread empire, Chaos! is restor'd;
Light dies before thy uncreating word:
Thy hand, great Anarch! lets the curtain fall;
And universal darkness buries all.

655

OP

PERSONS AND MATTERS

Celebrated in

THIS POEM AND NOTES.

The Numerals shew the Book.---The Figures the Verse.

AMBROSE Philips, i. 105.

326.

Attila, iii. 92.
Alaric, iii. 91.

Alma Mater, iii. 338.
Annius, an antiquary, iv. 347.
Arnall, William, ii. 315.

iii., De Foe, Daniel, i. 103. ii. 147.
De Foe, Norton, ii. 415.
De Lyra, or Harpsfield, i. 153.
Dennis, John, i. 106. ii. 239. iii.
173.

Blackmore, Sir Richard, i. 104.
ii. 268.

Bezaleel, Morris, ii. 126. iii. 168.
Banks, i. 146.
Broome, ibid.
Bond, ii. 126.

Brown, iii. 28.
Bladen, iv. 560.
Budgel, Esq. ii. 397.
Bentley, Richard, iv. 201.
Bentley, Thomas, ii. 205.
Boyer, Abel, ii. 413.
Bland, a Gazetteer, i. 231.

Breval, J. Durant, ii. 126, 238.
Benlowes, iii. 21.

Dunton, John, ii. 144.
D'Urfey, iii. 146.

Dutchmen, ii. 405. iii. 51.
Doctors, at White's, i. 203.
Douglas, iv. 394.

Eusden, Laurence, Poet Lau-
reate, i. 104..

Eliza Haywood, ii. 157, &c.

Fleckno, Richard, ii. 2.
Faustus, Dr. iii. 233.
Fleetwood, iv. 326.
Free-Masons, iv. 576.
French Cooks, iv. 553.

Gildon, Charles, i. 296.
Goode, Barn. iii. 153.

Goths, iii. 90.

Gazetteers, i. 215. ii. 314.

Benson, William, Esq. iii. 325. Gregorians and Gormogons, iv.

Bavius, iii. 21.

Burmannus, iv. 237.

Bruin and Bears, i. 101.

575.

Holland, Philemon, i. 154.

Hearne, Thomas, iii. 185,

Bear and Fiddle, i. 224.

Cibber, Colley, Hero of the Poem,
passim.

Cibber, jun. iii, 139, 326.

Caxton, William, i. 149.

Horneck, Philip, iii. 152.
Haywood, Eliza, ii. 157, &c.
Howard, Edward, i. 297.
Henley, John, the Orator, ii. 2,
425. iii. 199, &c.
Huns, iii. 90.

Curl, Edm. i. 40. ii. 3, 58, 167, Heywood, John, i. 93.

Philips, Ambrose, i. 105. iii. 326. Welsted, Leonard, ii. 207. iii. 170.

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OF THE

SECOND VOLUME.

Epistle to Dr. Arbuthnot

Satires, Epistles, and Odes of Horace imitated

Satires of Dr. Donne versified

Epilogue to the Satires

ODES.

Ode on St. Cecilia's Day
on Solitude

Page

5

17

66

77

88

91

92

93

96

The Dying Christian to his Soul
Two Choruses to the Tragedy of Brutus

To Miss Blount, with Voiture's Works. 1717
To the same, on her leaving Town after the Co-
ronation.

To Mr. John Moore, Author of the celebrated
Worm-powder

To Mrs. M. B. on her Birth-day

102

104

105
. 106

To Mr. T. Southern, on his Birth-day. 1742 . 107

Elegy to the Memory of an unfortunate Lady
The Basset-table. An Eclogue
Prologue to Mr. Addison's Cato.

to a Play for Mr. Dennis's Benefit, 1733 131

Epilogue to Mr. Rowe's Jane Shore
Stanzas to Lady Frances Shirley
Song by a Person of Quality. 1733
Macer. A Character
On a certain Lady at Court