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needs will deal, Be sure I give them fragments, not a meal; 230 What Gellius or Stobæus hash'd before, Or chew'd by blind old scholiasts o'er and o'er, The critic eye, that microscope of wit, Sees hairs and pores, examines bit by bit. How parts relate to parts, or they to whole, 235 The body's harmony, the beaming soul, Are things which Kuster, Burman, Wasse shall see When mau's whole frame is obvious to a flea.

Ah, think not, Mistress ! more true Dulness lies In Folly's cap, then Wisdom's grave disguise. 240 Like buoys, that never sink into the flood, On Learning's surface we but lie and nod. Thine is the genuine head of many a house, And much divinity without a Nos Nor could a Barrow work on ev'ry block,

245 Nor has one Atterbury spoil'd the flock. See ! still thy own, the heavy canon roll, And metaphysic-smokes involve the pole. For thee we dim the eyes, and stuff the head With all such reading as was never read: 250

REMARKS. writer, a collector of impertinent facts and barbarous words: the second a minute critic; the third an author who gave his com. mun-place book to the Public, where we happen to find much mince meat of old books.

. 245, 25. Barrow... Alterbury ) Isaac Barrow, Master of . Triniiy, Francis Atterbury Dean of Christ church, both great geniusses and eloquent preachers; one more conversant in the sublime geometry, the other in classical learning; but who equally made it their care to advance the polité arts in their ses serul sockties.

For thee explain a thing till all men doubt it,
And write about it, Goddess, and about it:
So spins the silk-worm small its slender store,
And labors till it clouds itself all o'er. 251

What though we let some better sort of fool
Thrid ev'ry science, run through ev'ry school?
Never by tumbler through the hoops was shown
Such skill in passing all, and touching none.
He may indeed (if sober all this time)
Plague with dispute, or persecute with rhyme. 260
We only furnish what we cannot use,
Or wed to what he must divorce, a Muse :
Full in the midst of Euclid dip at once,
And petrify a genius to a dunce :
Or set on metaphysic ground to prance,

263 Show all his paces, not a step advance. With the same cement, ever sure to bind, We bring to one dead level ev'ry mind : Then take him to develope, if you can, And hew the block off, and get out the man. 270 But wherefore waste I words ? I see advance Whore, pupil, and lac'd governor from France. Walker ! our hat--nor more he deign'd to say, But, stern as Ajax, spectre strode away.

In flow'd at once a gay embroider'd race, 275 And titt'ring push'd the pedants off the place : Some would have spoken, but the voice was drown'd By the French horn, or by the op'ning hound. The first came forwards with as easy mien, As if he saw St. James's and the Queen.


When thus the artendant Orator begun;
Receive, great Empress ! thy accomplish'd son :
Thine from the birth, and sacred from the rod,
A dauntless infant! never scar'd with God.
The sire saw, one by one, his virtues wake; 285
The mother begg’d the blessing of a rake.
Thou gav'st that ripeness which so soon began,
And ceas'd so soon, he ne'er was boy nor man;
Through school and college, thy kind cloud o'ercast,
Safe and unseen the young Æneas past :

Thence bursting glorious, all at once let down,
Stunn’d with his giddy larum half the town.
Intrepid then, o'er seas and lands he flew;
Europe he saw, and Europe saw him too.
There all thy gifts and graces we display, 295
Thou, only thou, directing all our way!
To where the Seine, obsequious as she runs,
Pours at great Bourbon's feet her silken sons;
Or Tyber, now no longer Roman, rolls,
Vain of Italian arts, Italian souls:

300 To happy convents, bosom’d deep in vines, Where: slumber abbots, purple as their wines : To isles of fragrance, lily-silver'd vales, Diffusing langour in the panting gales : To lands of singing, or of dancing slaves,

305 Love-whisp’ring woods, and lute-resounding waves.


0. 284. A dauntless infant! never scard with God.]

... .sine Dis aniinosus Infans.'


But chief her shrine where naked Venus keeps,
And Cupids ride the Lion of the deeps ;
Where, eas'd of fleets, the Adriatic main 309
Wafts the smooth eunuch and enamour'd swain.
Led by my hand, he saunter'd Europe round,
And gather'd ev'ry vice on Christian ground;
Saw ev'ry court, heard ev'ry king declare
His royal sense, of op'ras or the fair;
The stews and palace equally explorid,

Intrigu'd with glory, and with spirit whor’d;
Try'd all kors d'auvres, all liqeurs delin'd,
Judicious drank, and greatly-daring din’d;
Drope the dull lumber of the Latin store,
Spoil'd his own language, and acquir'd no more ;
All classic learning lost on classic ground;

And last turn’d Air, the echo of a sound !
See now, half-cur'd, and perfectly well-bred,
With nothing but a solo in his head ;
As much estate, and principle, and wit, 323
As Jansen, Fleetwood, Cibber shall think fit;

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v. 307. But chief:] &c. These two lines, in their force o imagery and colouring, emulate and equal the pencil of Ruby

v. 308. And Cupids ride the Lion of the deeps.] The vinged Lion, the arins of Venice. This republic was heretofore the mos: considerable in Europe for her naval force, and the extza! of her commerce ; now illustrious for her Carnivals.

0 326... Jansen, Fleetwood. Cibber.] Three very endises! persons, all inanagers of plays; who, though not governors by profession, had, each in nis way, concerned theinselves ia ** education of youth, and regulated their wits. their morals, ir their finances, at that period of their Åge which is the inost in portant, their entrance into the polite rorld. Of the last of theki was his talents for this end, see Book I. ver. 149, &c.

Stoln from a duel, follow'd by a nun,
And, as if a borough choose him, not undone ;
Sée, 10 my country happy I restore
This glorious youth, and add one Venus more. 330
Her top receive, (for her my soul adores,)

may the sons of sons of sons of whores,
Prop thine, O Empress! like each neighbour throne,
And make a long posterity thy own.
Pleas’d, she accepts the hero, and the dame, 335
Wraps in her veil, and frees from sense of shame.

Then look'd, and saw a lazy lolling sort, Unseen at church, at senate, or at court, Of ever-listless Joit'rers, that attend No cause, no trust, no duty, and no friend. 340 Thee too; my Paridel! she mark'd thee there, Stretch'd on the rack of a top easy chair, And heard thy everlasting yawn confess, The pains and penalties of idleness, She pity'd! but her pity only shed

345 Benigner influence on the nodding head.

But Annius, crafiy seer, with ebon wand, And well-dissembled em'rald on his hand,


0.332. So may the sons of sons, &c.]
* Et nati narorum, et qui nasceniur ab illis.'

Virg.' 342. Stretch'l on the rack..

And heard, &c.]
Se tet, aternunique sedebit!
Infelix Theseus, Phlegyasque miserrinius omnes


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