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“ Left stiff, and stately, void of fire or force, 15
" You limp, like Blackmore on a Lord Mayor's

or horse.”
Farewell then Verse, and Love, and ev'ry Toy,
The Rhymes and Rattles of the Man or Boy;
What i right, what true, what fit we justly call,
Let this be all my care-for this is All:
To lay this * harvest up, and hoard with hafte
What ev'ry day will want, and most, the last.

But alk'not, to what 'Doctors I apply?
Sworn to no Mafter, of no Sect am I:
As drives the m storm, at any door I knock: 25
And house 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 Cause pursue,
Still true to Virtue, ' and as warm as true :

Sometimes with Aristippus, 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.

9 Long, as to him who works for debt, the day, 35 Long as the Night to her whose Love's away,

Notes. and not strong; stately and yet dull, like the sober and Now-paced Animal generally employed to mount the Lord Mayor: and therefore here humouroully opposed to Pegasus. P.

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Lenta videtur opus debentibus: ut piger annus

Pupillis, quos dura premit cuftodia matrum:

Sic mihi tarda' Auunt ingrataque tempora, quae fpem

Confiliumque morantur agendi gnaviter & id, quod

Aeque pauperibus prodeft, locupletibus aeque,

Aeque neglectum pueris, fenibufque nocebit.


Reftat, ut his ego me ipfe regam solerque ele

mentis :

Non poffis oculo quantum contendere Lynceus';
Non tamen idcirco contemnas lippus inungi :
Nec, quia defperes invi&ti membra Glyconis,
Nodofa corpus nolis prohibere cheragra.
Eft quadam prodire * tènus, fi non datur ukra.

y Fervet Avaritia, miferoque cupidine pectus?


Ver. 45. can no wants endure;] , e. Can want nothing. Badly expressed.

VER.51. Ill do what Mead) Mr. Pope highly efteemed and loved this worthy man, whole unaffected humanity and benevolence have filled much of that envy which his eminence in his profession would otherwise have drawn ous.


Long as the Year's dull circle seems to rung
When the brisk Minor pants for twenty-one:
So flow th'' unprofitable moments roll,
That lock up all the Functions of my soul ;
That keep me from myself; and still delay
Life's inftant bufinefs to a future day:
That s talk, which as we follow, or despise,
The eldest is a fool, the youngest wife.
Which done, the poorest can no wants endure; 45
And which not done, the richest must be poor.

· Late as it is, I put myself to school,
And feel some v comfort, not to be a fool.
w Weak tho I am of limb, and short of light,
Far from a Lynx, and not a Giant quite;

50 I'll do what Mead and Chefelden advife, To keep these limbs, and to preserve these eyes. Not to * go back, is somewhat to advance, And men muft walk at leaft before they dance.

Say, does thy blood rebel, thy bosom move 55 With wretched Ay'rice, or as wretched Love?


Speaking of his obligations to this great Physician and ochers of the Faculty, in a Letter to Mr. Allen, about a nionth before his death, he says, " There is no end of

my kind treatment from the Faculty. They are in general the moft amiable companions, and the best friends, as well as the most learned Men I know."

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Sunt verba et voces, quibus hunc lenire dolorem

Poffis, et ? magnam morbi deponere partem.

Laudis amore tumes ? funt * certa piacula, quae te


pure lecto poterunt recreare libello.

Invidus, iracundus, iners, vinosus, amator,

Nemo . adeo

ferus est, ut non mitescere poffit,

Si modo culturae patientem commodet aurem.

• Virtus eft, vitium fugere ; et fapientia primary

Stultitia caruiffe. vides, quae f maxima credis

Elle mala, exiguum cenfum, turpemque repulfam,

Quanto devites animi, capitisque labore.

Impiger extremos curris mercator ad Indos,


VER. 58. Between the fits-] The sense of

magnam morbi deponere partem is here very happily expressed. And

Ter pure leéto etc. in the following line, as happily varied. But the whole passage, which describes the use and efficacy of satire, is admirably imitated.

Ver. 70. Scar'd at the Spectre of pak Poverty!) Tho'

Know, there are Words, and Spells, which can con

troll > Between the Fits this Fever of the soul : Know, there are Rhymes, which • fresh and fresh

apply'd Wil cure the arrant'At Puppy of his Pride. 60 Be furious, envious, flothful, mad, or drunk, c 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.

e 'Tis the firft Virtue, Vices to abhor; And the first Wisdom, to be Fool no more. But to the world no 'bugbear is so great, As want of figure, and a small Eftate. To either India see the Merchant Aly, Scar'd at the spectre of pale Poverty ! See him, with pains of body, pangs of soul, Burn through the Tropic, freeze beneath the Pole ! Wilt thou do nothing for a nobler end, Nothing, to make Philosophy thy friend?



this has all the spirit, it has not all the imagery of the Original; where Horace makes Poverty pursue, and keep pace with the Miser in his fight.

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

Wilt thou do nothing, etc. far surpasses the Original.

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