Abbildungen der Seite


Lo! where Mæotis siceps, and hardly flows
The freezing Tanais through a waste of snows,
The North by myriads pours vier mighty sons,
Great nurse of Goths, of Alans, and of Huns : 90
See Alaric's stern port! the martial frame
Of Genseric! and Attila's dread name!
See the bold Ostrogoths on Latium fall;
See the fierce Visigoths on Spain and Gaul !
See where the morning gilds the palmy shore, 95
(The soil that arts and infant letters bore,)
His conqu’ring tribes the Arabian prophet draws,
And, saving Ignorance, enthrones by laws.
See Christians, Jews, one heavy sabbath keep,
And all the Western world believe and slcep. 100

Lo! Rome herself, proud mistress now no more
Of arts, but thund'ring against Heathen lore ;
Her gray-hair'd synods damning books unread,
And Bacon trembling for his brazen head.
Padua, with sighs, beholds her Livy burn, 105
And ev’n thi’ Antipodes, Vigilius mourn.
See the Cirque falls, th' unpillar'd temple nods,
Streets pav’d with heroes, Tyber choak’d with gods ;
Till Peter's keys some christened Jove adorn,
And Pan to Moses lends his Pagan horn;

110 See graceful Venus to a virgin turn’d, Or Phidias broken, and Apelles burn'd.

Behold yon' isle, by palmers, pilgrims irod, 113 Men bearded, bald, cowl'd, uncowl’d, shod, unshod, Peeld, patch’d, and pyebald, linsey-Woolseybrothers, Grave mummers! sleeveless some,andshinless others,

That once was Britain—Happy! had she seen
No fiercer sons, had Easter never been. ,
In peace great goddess ever be ador’d;
How keen the war, if Dulness draw the sword ! 120
Thus visit not thy own! on this bless'd age.
Oh spread thy influence, but restrain thy rage.

And see, my Son! the hour is on its way
That lifts our goddess to imperial sway,
This fav’rite isle, long sever'd from her reign, 125
Dove-like, she gathers to her wings again.
Now look through Fate ! behold the scene she draws!
What aids, what armies, to assert her cause !
See all her progeny, illustrious sight!
Behold, and count them, as they rise to light. 130
As Berecynthia, while her offspring vie
In homage to the mother of the sky,
Surveys around her, in the bless'd abode,
An hundred sons, and every son a god :



t. 117, 118. Happy!..had Easter never been.)
• Ei fortunatam, si nunquam armenta fuissent.'

Virg. Ecl. ri v. 127, 129. Now look through Fate!

See all her progeny, &c.]
• Nunc age, Dardaniam prolem quae deinde sequatur
Gloria, qui maneant, Itala de gente nepotes,
Ilustres animus, nostrumque in nomer Icuras,

Virg. Æn. VI. 0. 131.

As Berecynthia, &c.]
Felix prole viruin, qualis Berecynthia mater
Inveitur curru Phrygias turrita per urbes,
Laeta deum partu, Centum complexa nepotes,
"Omaes coelicoias, omnes super alta tenentes.'

Virg. ÆD. VL


Not with less glory mighty Dulness crown’d, 135
Shall take through Grub-street, her triumphant round;
And her Parnassus glancing o'er at once,
Behold an hundred sons, and each a Dunce.

Mark first that youth who takes the foremost place, And thrusts his

full into


face. 140 With all thy father's virtues bless'd, be born! And a new Cibber shall the stage adorn.

A second see, by meeker manners known, And modest as the maid that sips alone ; From the strong fate of drams if thou get free, 145 Another Durfey, Ward ! shall sing in thee. Thee shall each alehouse, thee cach gillhouse mourn, And answ'ring gin-shops sourer sighs return.

IMITATIONS. 0. 139. Mark first that youth, &c.

• Nle sides, pura juvenis qui nititur lasta.
« Proxima sorte tenet lucis loca.'s.

Virg. Æn. VI. v. ljl. With all thy futher's virtues blessid, be born.] A manner of expression used by Virgil, Ecl. viii.

• Nascere! praeque diem veniens age, Lucifer.'.. As also that of patriis virtutibus, Ecl. iv.

It was very natural to shew to the Hero, before all others, his own son, who had already begun to emulate him in theatrical, poetical, and every political capacities. By the attitude in which he here presents himself, the reader may be cautioned against ascribing wholly to the father the merit of the epithet Cibberian, which is equally to be understood with an eye to the son. 0. 145. From the strong fate of drams if thou get free.
« Tu Marcellus eris!
aspera rumpas,

Virg. Æn. VI. o. 147. Thee shall each alehouse, &c.}

“Te nemus Anguitiae, viurea te Fucinus unda,
Te liquidi tievere lacus."

Virg. ÆR. VII. Virgil again, Ecl. x. .co...etiam lauri, etiam fevere myricae," &c.


qua fata

Jacob, the scourge of Grammar, mark with awe; Nor less revere him, blunderbuss of Law, 130 Lo P-ple's brow, tremendous to the Town, Horneck's fierce eye, and Roome's funereal frown,


[ocr errors]

REMARKS. 8. 149. Jacob, the scourge of grammar, mark with ave.) • This gentieman is a son of a considerable maltsfer of Romst in Southamptonshire, and bred to the law under a vers en attorney: who, between his more laborious studies, has e 'verted himself with poetry. He is a great admirer of poets and their works, which has occasioned him to try his genius that way. He has writ in prose the Lives of the Poets, Essays, snu, a great many Law books, Accomplished Conveyancer. Modern Justice,' &c. Giles Jacob of himself, Lives of Poeis, vol. l. He very grossly, and unprovoked, abused in that Book the A4 thor's friend Mr. Gay.

v. 152. Horneck.. Roome.) These two were virulent party. writers, worthily coupled together, and, one would think. pro phetically; since, after the publishing of this piece the füriner dying, the latter succeeded him in honor and eiuployment. The first was Philip Horneck, author of a Billingsgate paper called The Iligh Gerinan Doctor. Edward Roome was son of an undertaker for funerals in Fleet-sirect, and writ some of the papers called Pasquin, where, by malicious innuendoes, he endeasuured to represent our Author guilty of malevolent practices witba great inan then under prosecution of pariiament. Of ihis maa was made the following epigram:

You ask why Roome diverts you with his jokes,
"Yet if he writes as dull as other fulks,
* You wonder at it-This, Sir, is the case,
“The jest is lost, unless he prints his iace."

VARIATIONS. 8. 149. In the first edition it was

Woolston, the scourge of Scripture, mark with awe,

And mighty Jacob, blunderbuss of law :
0. 151. Lo P..p..le's brow, &c.] In the former edition,

Haywood, Centlivre, glories of their race,
Lo Horneck's fierce, and Roome's funereal face.

0. 150......,“ duo fulmina belli
“Scipiadas, cladem Libyae !"

Virg. Al "!.

Lo sneering Goode, half malice, and half whim, A fiend in glee, ridiculously grim.

154 Each cygnet sweet, of Bath and Tunbridge race, Whose tuncful whistling makes the waters pass : Each songster, riddler, ev'ry nameless name, All crowd, who foremost shall be damn'd to fame. Some strain in rhymc; the Muses, on their racks, Scream like the winding of ten thousand jacks; 160 Some free from rhyme, or reason, rule, or check, Break Priscian's head, and Pegasus's neck; Down, down the larum, with impetuous whirl, The Pindars, and the Miltons of a Curl. 164 Silence, ye Wolves ! while Ralph to Cynthia howls, And makes night hideous--Answer him, ye Owls !


Pupale was the author of some vile plays and pamphlets. le published abuses on our Author in a paper called The Proinpter.

v 153...Goode.) An ill-natured critic, who writ a satire on our Author, called The Mock Esop, and many anonymous libels in newspapers, for hire.

7. :65... Ruth.) James Ralph, a name inserted after the first editions, not known to our author till he writ a swearing piece


.v. 157. Each s ngster, ridilir, &c.] In the former edit.

LU Bonald Torton, ev'ry nieless naine.
After tor. 158. in the first edition followed:

How pront, how palei, how chest all appear!
How Thymes clerul jingle in their car!

C. 166. And makes night hilcous ......]

Prsni then the giin.pses of the moon,
Miking niplit iudcuus.'


« ZurückWeiter »