311:001,000[' ]| 311:001,000[' ]| 311:001,000[' ]| 311:001,001[A ]| Traverse this Busy Ball of Earth around, 311:001,002[A ]| How few of Human-kind will$1$ there be found, 311:001,003[A ]| Whose Judgement from the Mist of Error free, 311:001,004[A ]| The difference between Good and Ill can see? 311:002,005[A ]| For$3$ what with reason have we cause to$9$ dread, 311:002,006[A ]| Or on$4$ just grounds what is to$9$ be coveted? 311:002,007[A ]| What wise contrivance can be laid so$5#1$ fine, 311:002,008[A ]| But that$3$ you may repent of your design? 311:002,009[A ]| And the enjoyment of your eager wish 311:002,010[A ]| Itself shall prove the Murder of your Bliss? <10> 311:002,011[A ]| Whole Families have their Destruction had, 311:002,012[A ]| By$4$ Heaven indulging to$4$ the Prayers they made. 311:002,013[A ]| Perils proceed not from the Sword alone, 311:002,014[A ]| As fatal Dangers do attend the Gown; 311:002,015[A ]| And many a Man his Death has fondly met, 311:002,016[A ]| By$4$ his florid Tongue and overflowing Wit; 311:002,017[A ]| He, too, who$6#1$ made a God of his strong Arms 311:002,018[A ]| Trusting to$4$ them, from them he felt his harms. 311:002,019[A ]| But Avarice has ruined many more, 311:002,020[A ]| By$4$ heaping up$5$, till they increase their store <20> 311:002,021[A ]| Beyond their Neighbours' Subsidies, as far 311:002,022[A ]| As British Whales bigger than Dolphins are. 311:002,023[A ]| In$4$ Nero's days of Blood and Violence, 311:002,024[A ]| Being rich was held a Capital Offence: 311:002,025[A ]| That$6#2$ brought Longinus miserable Doom, 311:002,026[A ]| Not hanging Cassius's Picture in$4$ a room: 311:002,027[A ]| Old Seneca's fine Gardens made him bleed, 311:002,028[A ]| And being wealthier than a Subject need: 311:002,029[A ]| To$4$ Lateranus was allowed no$2$ proof 311:002,030[A ]| Of Guilt, but seized he was, and straight cut off. <30> 311:002,031[A ]| The plundering Soldier very rarely comes 311:002,032[A ]| Into poor Cottages, or empty Rooms. 311:002,033[A ]| If you have a little Treasure to$9$ convey, 311:002,034[A ]| How sneakingly by$4$ night you steal away! 311:003,035[A ]| And fancy every stubbed Bush you see 311:003,036[A ]| To$9$ be an armed Man to$9$ murder thee; 311:003,037[A ]| Thou tremblest at the shadow of a leaf, 311:003,038[A ]| While the poor Traveller sings before the Thief. 311:003,039[A ]| Yet these are the chief wishes of mankind, 311:003,040[A ]| Which$6#1$ even in$4$ Temples his Devotions blind, <40> 311:003,041[A ]| Still asking for$4$ more Wealth; for$3$ everyone 311:003,042[A ]| Desires to$9$ be the richest in$4$ the Town. 311:003,043[A ]| But none drinks Poison out of Earthen Ware; 311:003,044[A ]| When the Crowned Goblet is at thy Lips, then fear, 311:003,045[A ]| And of Wine, sparkling in$4$ Gold Cups, beware. 311:003,046[A ]| Now therefore can you give applause to$4$ that$6#2$ 311:003,047[A ]| Which$6#1$ a wise man laughed in$4$ derision at, 311:003,048[A ]| At which$6#1$ another Man, as wise as he, 311:003,049[A ]| Wept, when he put his Head abroad to$9$ see 311:003,050[A ]| The Follies of the Sons of misery. <50> 311:003,051[A ]| You will$1$ say it is easy for$4$ a man to$9$ laugh, 311:003,052[A ]| But to$9$ weep always is more strange by$4$ half. 311:003,053[A ]| Democritus perpetual Laughter made 311:003,054[A ]| At Fooleries in$4$ the Towns where he was bred, 311:003,055[A ]| Yet he saw no$2$ such Robes and Rods at home, 311:003,056[A ]| Nor other trinkets, as there are at Rome. 311:003,057[A ]| What if he had seen a new chosen Magistrate 311:003,058[A ]| One of our chiefest Ministers of State, 311:003,059[A ]| In$4$ his Gilt Chariot, and Embroidered Vest, 311:003,060[A ]| A Pageant for$4$ the gaping Rabble dressed? <60> 311:003,061[A ]| Thus mounted in$4$ the middle of the dirt, 311:003,062[A ]| Staring about him to$9$ behold the sport, 311:003,063[A ]| With a large Trailing Purple coloured Gown, 311:003,064[A ]| Which$6#1$ hangs from his much Honoured shoulders down, 311:004,065[A ]| A Crown so$5#1$ heavy as no$2$ head can wear, 311:004,066[A ]| A sweaty fellow does behind him bear, 311:004,067[A ]| Who$6#1$, lest the Consul's Thoughts should swell too high, 311:004,068[A ]| In$4$ the same Chariot with him rides, to$9$ cry, 311:004,069@w | My Lord, remember your Mortality. 311:004,070[A ]| Look next upon$4$ an Ivory Sceptre's Top, <70> 311:004,071[A ]| How the Spread-Eagle there is mounted up$5$: 311:004,072[A ]| See here a Troop of horn-pipes toot along, 311:004,073[A ]| Before him Friends, and humble Servants throng 311:004,074[A ]| About his Chariot sides, clad all in$4$ White; 311:004,075[A ]| March Loving Friends, such as get money by$4$ it. 311:004,076[A ]| In$4$ his own dull Climate famed Democritus, 311:004,077[A ]| Derided things much less ridiculous: 311:004,078[A ]| Yet proper Objects of a Wise man's scorn, 311:004,079[A ]| Whose Prudence shows us that$3$ there may be born 311:004,080[A ]| Men of great Sense and exemplary Worth, <80> 311:004,081[A ]| In$4$ the worst Climes and Countries upon$4$ Earth. 311:004,082[A ]| He laughed at Mortal Man's fantastic Cares, 311:004,083[A ]| His vain rejoicings and his fruitless Tears: 311:004,084[A ]| When angry Fortune frowned, it made him mock, 311:004,085[A ]| And point more at her for$4$ a laughing-stock. 311:004,086[A ]| While prayers which$6#1$ to$4$ those Idol Gods are sent, 311:004,087[A ]| Prove hurtful, or at best impertinent. 311:004,088[A ]| Even Power itself (which$6#1$ one would think should be 311:004,089[A ]| The most invincible security,) 311:004,090[A ]| When undermined by$4$ Envy headlong throws, <90> 311:004,091[A ]| To$9$ ruin the great Man, and all his house: 311:005,092[A ]| Honours and Ancestors are vilified, 311:005,093[A ]| And every Action of Renown, belied, 311:005,094[A ]| The Rabble pulls, and down his Statues go, 311:005,095[A ]| Their Axes cut his Chariot Wheels in$4$ two; 311:005,096[A ]| His harmless Horses Legs are broke, and now 311:005,097[A ]| The great Sejanus in$4$ the Furnace lies, 311:005,098[A ]| How the Fire crackles, and his Image Fries. 311:005,099[A ]| Behold that$6#2$ Noble Head, so$5#1$ late adored, 311:005,100[A ]| Of all the Universe the second Lord, <100> 311:005,101[A ]| New run, does but brass Pots and Pans produce, 311:005,102[A ]| And other Utensils of meanest use. 311:005,103[A ]| But get your wreaths of Laurel ready made, 311:005,104[A ]| To$4$ the Capitol a large White Heifer is led, 311:005,105[A ]| There to$9$ be offered up$5$ a Sacrifice 311:005,106[A ]| To$4$ Jupiter for$4$ these Discoveries. 311:005,107[A ]| See, see, the Great Sejanus dragged, aloud 311:005,108[A ]| He is mocked and lured at by$4$ the giddy Crowd: 311:005,109[A ]| Cries one, 311:005,108@x | what ugly pouting Lips he has! 311:005,110@x | Who$6#2$ would not swear that$6#2$ was a Traitor's Face! <110> 311:005,111@x | Believe me, I never liked the Man, not I, 311:005,112@x | But what is the Crime for$4$ which$6#1$ he is to$9$ die? 311:005,113@x | Who$6#2$ is the Informer? what is the Evidence 311:005,114@x | That$6#1$ is brought against him? None (without offence) 311:005,115@x | Only from Capreae a long Letter came, 311:005,116@x | Writ to$4$ the Senate in$4$ Tiberius' Name. 311:005,117@x | O very well, I ask no$2$ more: 311:005,117[A ]| but pray, 311:005,118[A ]| At these proceedings what do the People say? 311:005,119[A ]| They help them forward, as they are wont to$9$ do, 311:005,120[A ]| Whom fortune favours, is their Favourite too. <120> 311:006,121[A ]| A Man Condemned they damn without remorse: 311:006,122[A ]| Had Fortune on$4$ a sudden changed her course, 311:006,123[A ]| And put Tiberius in$4$ Sejanus' power, 311:006,124[A ]| This very People in$4$ this very hour, 311:006,125[A ]| Had called him Traitor, this Man Emperor. 311:006,126[A ]| The Romans lost the profits of their voice, 311:006,127[A ]| Ever since they lost their privilege, in$4$ choice 311:006,128[A ]| Of all the greatest Officers of State, 311:006,129[A ]| Nor are they very much concerned thereat; 311:006,130[A ]| Only Solicitous, to$9$ have the Court, <130> 311:006,131[A ]| Give them their Bellies full, and find them sport. 311:006,132[A ]| Yet shall you hear one whispering of the Plot, 311:006,133@x | No$2$ doubt there is many more to$9$ go to$4$ Pot: 311:006,134@x | The preparations are for$4$ Slaughter great, 311:006,135@x | I but even now at Mars's Altar met 311:006,136@x | My Friend Brutidius looking ghastly pale, 311:006,137@x | Which$6#1$ made me fear things did not go so$5#1$ well: 311:006,138@x | Heaven grant our Ajax in$4$ his fury knows 311:006,139@x | Caesar's loyal Subjects from his Foes; 311:006,140@x | Then headlong let us run where it does lie, <140> 311:006,141@x | And kick the Traitor's Corpse with Infamy: 311:006,142@x | But let our Servants see us pay the abuse, 311:006,143@x | Lest they to$9$ save themselves should us accuse. 311:006,144[A ]| Thus goes the talk about Sejanus' Fate, 311:006,145[A ]| And privately they murmur at this rate. 311:006,146[A ]| Now who$6#2$ would be Sejanus, though he were, 311:006,147[A ]| In$4$ all his past Prosperities to$9$ share? 311:006,148[A ]| Make Officers, as he was wont to$9$ do, 311:006,149[A ]| Both in$4$ City and the Army too; 311:006,150[A ]| Be called his Prince's Tutor, (who$6#1$ never stirs, <150> 311:006,151[A ]| The while from his beloved Astrologers:) 311:007,152[A ]| Wouldst be Commander of the Foot and Horse, 311:007,153[A ]| The Generalissimo of Caesar's Force? 311:007,154[A ]| I will$1$ not deny, but it is to$9$ be desired, 311:007,155[A ]| When it may innocently be acquired; 311:007,156[A ]| For$3$ he whose honest Conscience scruples Ill, 311:007,157[A ]| Can yet dispense with having power to$9$ kill: 311:007,158[A ]| But in$4$ the greatest Power a Man enjoys, 311:007,159[A ]| Will$1$ all the Good the Evil Counterpoise? 311:007,160[A ]| Who$6#2$ would put the Purple Robes of Grandeur on$5$ <160> 311:007,161[A ]| To$9$ be like$4$ him, to$4$ Ruin tumbled down? 311:007,162[A ]| Is it not better far to$9$ be content, 311:007,163[A ]| With a small Corporations Government? 311:007,164[A ]| To$9$ be poor Aedile of Ulubrae there 311:007,165[A ]| To$9$ break false Measures, and false Weights repair? 311:007,166[A ]| This of Sejanus then you must confess, 311:007,167[A ]| He never understood true Happiness: 311:007,168[A ]| Who$6#1$ too much Honour, too much Riches sought, 311:007,169[A ]| Till by$4$ those gilded baits of Fortune caught, 311:007,170[A ]| Was mounted to$4$ her highest Pinnacle, <170> 311:007,171[A ]| From whence he had the much more dreadful fall. 311:007,172[A ]| What Murdered Crassus? what lost Pompey's breath? 311:007,173[A ]| What wrought the Great Dictator's bloody death? 311:007,174[A ]| But wild Ambition to$9$ become Supreme, 311:007,175[A ]| And what they coveted Heaven granting them: 311:007,176[A ]| For$3$ few Crowned Heads go to$4$ the Grave in$4$ peace, 311:007,177[A ]| And Tyrants seldom die of a Disease. 311:007,178[A ]| Demosthenes and Tully's Eloquence, 311:007,179[A ]| Are justly praised for$4$ Wit and mighty Sense; 311:008,180[A ]| On$4$ which$6#1$ School-boys at breaking up$5$ declaim, <180> 311:008,181[A ]| And pray Minerva to$9$ give them the same: 311:008,182[A ]| To$9$ imitate them every Block-head strives, 311:008,183[A ]| And yet their Rhetoric cost them both their lives. 311:008,184[A ]| Tully's sharp Wit edged with a bitter scoff, 311:008,185[A ]| His Hands, and his grey aged Head cut off: 311:008,186[A ]| While the small practiser his Throat may tear 311:008,187[A ]| With bawling, before his Blood shall stain the Bar. 311:008,188@w | What happiness did happen unto thee, 311:008,189@w | O Rome, when thou didst me thy Consul see! 311:008,190[A ]| This was such very harmless Poetry. <190> 311:008,191[A ]| Antony's Cut-throats he could never fear, 311:008,192[A ]| If all he spoke had been no$2$ more severe. 311:008,193[A ]| Let me compose the Doggerel Testrastiche 311:008,194[A ]| Rather than thy Divine Philippic speech. 311:008,195[A ]| Nor had Demosthenes a better Fate, 311:008,196[A ]| Whose Golden Tongue ruled the Athenian State. 311:008,197[A ]| Got in$4$ a froward minute, and brought forth 311:008,198[A ]| Under malignant Aspects at his Birth, 311:008,199[A ]| The blear-eyed Father, Blacksmith by$4$ his Trade, 311:008,200[A ]| Will$1$ have his Son to$9$ be a Scholar bred, <200> 311:008,201[A ]| Who$6#1$ from the sooty Forge and Anvil sent, 311:008,202[A ]| To$4$ School, unluckily grew Eloquent. 311:008,203[A ]| In$4$ Triumph see, the Man of Steel return 311:008,204[A ]| With spoils of War, and ragged Trophies borne, 311:008,205[A ]| His Armour battered, and his Helmet torn; 311:008,206[A ]| The Pole and Carriage of his Chariot broke, 311:008,207[A ]| With Streamers from a Conquered Galley took. 311:008,208[A ]| On$4$ high a Captive rides with a sad look. 311:008,209[A ]| This more than any human Blessing is 311:008,210[A ]| The Soldier cries; and troth, for$4$ only this <210> 311:009,211[A ]| The Roman, Greek, and every Pagan chief 311:009,212[A ]| Gets Wounds, and hazards, loss of Blood, and Life. 311:009,213[A ]| Men all this pains for$4$ Fame, not Virtue take; 311:009,214[A ]| What Man acts virtuously for$4$ Virtue's sake? 311:009,215[A ]| Thus glorious Titles are acquired by$4$ some, 311:009,216[A ]| Who$6#1$ on$4$ their Country's ruin build their Tomb, 311:009,217[A ]| Which$6#1$ springing Shrubs, at length shall make decay, 311:009,218[A ]| Or Time, who$6#1$ moulders Monuments away. 311:009,219[A ]| Put all that$6#1$ is left of mighty Hannibal, 311:009,220[A ]| And try how many pounds he weighs in$4$ the Scale. <220> 311:009,221[A ]| Strange! who$6#2$ would think that$3$ this should be the Man, 311:009,222[A ]| Whom Living, not all Africk could contain, 311:009,223[A ]| From the Atlantick to$4$ the fruitful Nile, 311:009,224[A ]| But for$4$ more Empire he must Sweat and Toil. 311:009,225[A ]| To$9$ join Spain to$4$ his Race of Aethiops, 311:009,226[A ]| He marches over the Pyrean Mountains Tops; 311:009,227[A ]| From thence in$4$ Italy, to$9$ levy War, 311:009,228[A ]| He eats his way through Rocks, with Vinegar: 311:009,229[A ]| Italy got he is still dissatisfied, 311:009,230@w | Nothing is yet done, 311:009,230[A ]| this Braggadocio cried, <230> 311:009,231@w | Until I break their City Gates, and come 311:009,232@w | To$9$ pitch my Standard in$4$ the heart of Rome. 311:009,233[A ]| What a fine figure it would in$4$ Picture make 311:009,234[A ]| This one eyed Spark, upon$4$ an Elephant's back? 311:009,235[A ]| Vain fading glory! what is thy end? at last, 311:009,236[A ]| This Man overcome to$4$ Exile fled as fast, 311:009,237[A ]| Who$6#1$ in$4$ the Bithynian Court his distance keeps, 311:009,238[A ]| And waits Attendance while that$6#2$ Monarch sleeps; 311:010,239[A ]| Nor Swords, nor Rocks, nor Darts, could end this Life, 311:010,240[A ]| Which$6#1$ in$4$ the World wrought so$5#1$ much bloody strife; <240> 311:010,241[A ]| But in$4$ a Ring a little Poison hid, 311:010,242[A ]| Was the Avenger for$4$ the Blood he shed. 311:010,243[A ]| Go, Mad-man, climb the dreadful Alps, that$3$ Boys 311:010,244[A ]| In$4$ Declamations may Tone forth thy Praise. 311:010,245[A ]| The great Pellaean Youth complains, and cries, 311:010,246[A ]| One World is too narrow for$4$ my Victories; 311:010,247[A ]| This Earth wants elbow-room, as if the while, 311:010,248[A ]| He had been Cooped up$5$ in$4$ Rocky Gyarus Isle: 311:010,249[A ]| Yet having entered Babylon, we see, 311:010,250[A ]| A Coffin held him wondrous quietly. <250> 311:010,251[A ]| Death shows what Human Composition is 311:010,252[A ]| He is the Plain-dealer with our Carcasses. 311:010,253[A ]| In$4$ Ancient Times it was believed to$9$ be, 311:010,254[A ]| About Mount Athos Navigable Sea, 311:010,255[A ]| That$3$ Xerxes' Fleet lay there, (though the Greeks lie 311:010,256[A ]| Most damnably in$4$ writing History.) 311:010,257[A ]| When cross those Straits he made a Bridge of Boats, 311:010,258[A ]| And rattled over it with his Chariots; 311:010,259[A ]| That$3$ after dinner for$4$ a large Grace-Cup, 311:010,260[A ]| His Army drank whole running Rivers up$5$: <260> 311:010,261[A ]| So$5#2$ sung by$4$ Sostratus, that$6#2$ soaking Sot; 311:010,262[A ]| But when away from Salamis he got, 311:010,263[A ]| How then returned he back after his loss? 311:010,264[A ]| Who$6#1$ whipped the very Winds for$4$ being cross, 311:010,265[A ]| Never so$5#2$ firked before by$4$ Aeolus, 311:010,266[A ]| By$4$ whose command Fetters were thrown in$4$ the Sea, 311:010,267[A ]| To$9$ bind her that$3$ she might not disobey, 311:011,268[A ]| And kind he thought it, not to$9$ burn the Waves, 311:011,269[A ]| (Gods only can be fit for$4$ Xerxes' Slaves.) 311:011,270[A ]| But how returned he back? This blustering Huff, <270> 311:011,271[A ]| In$4$ a small Fisher-boat went sneaking off, 311:011,272[A ]| Which$6#1$ every floating Carcass turned aside; 311:011,273[A ]| The Fool for$4$ fear of Drowning terrified, 311:011,274[A ]| And plagued for$4$ his incorrigible Pride. 311:011,275[A ]| Such are the Punishments and Sufferings, 311:011,276[A ]| Which$6#1$ the immoderate Lust of Glory brings. 311:011,277[A ]| Then for$4$ long Life, Jove grant me length of Days, 311:011,278[A ]| So$3$ the Young, Healthful, Old, and sickly prays; 311:011,279[A ]| But what is Old Age? continued Miseries, 311:011,280[A ]| An ill stuffed Bundle of Infirmities; <280> 311:011,281[A ]| Deformity encroaching on$4$ the Face; 311:011,282[A ]| And it grows nothing like$5$ to$4$ what it was; 311:011,283[A ]| It wears a writhled and discoloured skin, 311:011,284[A ]| Has flabby Cheeks sunk with deep furrows in$5$, 311:011,285[A ]| Meagre and wrinkled, nor in$4$ hue nor shape 311:011,286[A ]| Unlike the crumpled Visage of an Ape. 311:011,287[A ]| Young Men may be distinguished several ways, 311:011,288[A ]| One has a petty smirk about the Face, 311:011,289[A ]| Another Limbs, and good broad Shoulders has. 311:011,290[A ]| Old Men are all alike, their Members shake <290> 311:011,291[A ]| With Palsy, and they quaver when they speak. 311:011,292[A ]| Their Crowns are bald, their Noses snotty be, 311:011,293[A ]| Just as they were, in$4$ drivelling Infancy: 311:011,294[A ]| Their Meat for$4$ want of Teeth they can not chew, 311:011,295[A ]| Helpless and very troublesome they grow, 311:011,296[A ]| To$4$ their Wives, Children and themselves, nor less 311:011,297[A ]| Do their own Sycophants loathe their Nastiness. 311:012,298[A ]| The Old Man's relish of his Palate is lost; 311:012,299[A ]| Neither good Wine, nor Sauces, can he taste; 311:012,300[A ]| The pleasure when he knew a Woman last <300> 311:012,301[A ]| Is quite forgot; nay, though with Art all Night, 311:012,302[A ]| She tries to$9$ set his withered Tool upright, 311:012,303[A ]| It is past all hopes of knowing more delight. 311:012,304[A ]| By$4$ Nature jilted, the attempt is given over; 311:012,305[A ]| And thus the feeble Lecher jilts the Whore. 311:012,306[A ]| Examine now another Sense decayed, 311:012,307[A ]| Grown deaf, no$2$ Music makes his hearing glad: 311:012,308[A ]| He is not affected with the warbling Note, 311:012,309[A ]| Of the famed Songster Clad in$4$ gaudy Coat, 311:012,310[A ]| Not though it comes from Seleucus' warbling Throat. <310> 311:012,311[A ]| Sets him down in$4$ the Play-house anywhere, 311:012,312[A ]| Haut-Boys, or Trumpets he can scarcely hear; 311:012,313[A ]| And his Boy must hollow to$9$ acquaint him who$6#1$ 311:012,314[A ]| It was entered last, or how the Time does go. 311:012,315[A ]| Then in$4$ his Veins some Blood does slowly creep, 311:012,316[A ]| Which$6#1$ gentle Fevers just from freezing keep; 311:012,317[A ]| Diseases are so$5#1$ numerous throughout 311:012,318[A ]| His Body, that$3$ it is easier to$9$ compute, 311:012,319[A ]| What numbers have given Hippia's Lust relief, 311:012,320[A ]| How many Patients in$4$ one fall of the Leaf <320> 311:012,321[A ]| Were killed by$4$ Doctor Themison, or count what 311:012,322[A ]| Basil the Praefect by$4$ his Cheating got: 311:012,323[A ]| How many Orphans Irus has undone, 311:012,324[A ]| How many lusty Rogues between Sun and Sun, 311:012,325[A ]| Maura that$6#2$ Whore infallibly enjoys, 311:012,326[A ]| Or that$6#2$ lewd Paedagogue Amillus Boys. 311:013,327[A ]| It is easier reckoned (though it would put me to$4$ it) 311:013,328[A ]| What Farms my Barber, that$6#2$ rich Knave, has bought. 311:013,329[A ]| One old Man cries, my Shoulder is full of pains, 311:013,330[A ]| This of his Legs, that$6#2$ of his Hips complains. <330> 311:013,331[A ]| Stark blind with Age, another envies him, 311:013,332[A ]| Who$6#1$ yet has sight left, thought be never so$5#1$ dim: 311:013,333[A ]| Unable this to$9$ lift his own to$4$ his Head, 311:013,334[A ]| By$4$ others' Hands at his pale Lips is fed, 311:013,335[A ]| At sight of which$6#1$ he opens wide his Chops, 311:013,336[A ]| And yawns, just as the young starved Swallow gapes, 311:013,337[A ]| When with full Mouth the fasting Mother flies 311:013,338[A ]| To$9$ give that$6#2$ food, which$6#1$ she to$4$ herself denies. 311:013,339[A ]| But though the loss of Limbs be grievous, yet 311:013,340[A ]| Worse is his loss of Sense, who$6#1$ can forget <340> 311:013,341[A ]| His Servants' names, or know his Friend no$2$ more, 311:013,342[A ]| Although he supped with him the Night before: 311:013,343[A ]| Whose Lawful Children so$5#1$ forgotten are, 311:013,344[A ]| A wheedling Whore gets to$9$ be made his Heir; 311:013,345[A ]| Who$6#1$ artifice in$4$ wanton Kisses shows, 311:013,346[A ]| And all her little Tricks of Lechery does, 311:013,347[A ]| As had long since been taught her in$4$ the Stews. 311:013,348[A ]| But if his Senses strong and vigorous are, 311:013,349[A ]| They so$5#1$ much greater grief Administer: 311:013,350[A ]| Brethren and Sisters he sees laid in$4$ the Grave, <350> 311:013,351[A ]| His Children's ashes their Interment have, 311:013,352[A ]| The funeral Pyre prepared for$4$ his Loved Wife; 311:013,353[A ]| These are the Afflictions of too long a Life. 311:014,354[A ]| For$4$ loss of Friends he constant Mourning wears, 311:014,355[A ]| And all the Calamities of his House he bears, 311:014,356[A ]| Till he grows Old in$4$ Sorrows, as in$4$ Years. 311:014,357[A ]| King Nestor (if we may give credit to$4$ 311:014,358[A ]| Great Homer) Lived the longest next a Crow: 311:014,359[A ]| Happy no$2$ doubt whom Death so$5#1$ long delays, 311:014,360[A ]| He with his Right hand fingers counts his days, <360> 311:014,361[A ]| Who$6#1$ drank new Wine so$5#1$ oft: But let us forbear 311:014,362[A ]| A while to$9$ judge him so$5#2$, and himself hear, 311:014,363[A ]| Complaining of the rigid Laws of Fate, 311:014,364[A ]| To$9$ spin his Thread of Life to$4$ such a Date: 311:014,365[A ]| He saw his Son Antilochus expire, 311:014,366[A ]| And his long Beard flame in$4$ the Funeral Fire. 311:014,367[A ]| The wretched Nestor, cries to$4$ everyone, 311:014,368@w | What have I done, that$3$ I should live so$5#1$ long? 311:014,369[A ]| Old Peleus mourns his Son Achilles slain; 311:014,370[A ]| And when Ulysses wandered on$4$ the Main, <370> 311:014,371[A ]| His Old Sire too, (believing him his Son, 311:014,372[A ]| The Cuckold grieved as if he had been his own.) 311:014,373[A ]| Had Pryam died while Troy was flourishing, 311:014,374[A ]| He had slept with his Forefathers like$4$ a King; 311:014,375[A ]| Hector and Brothers (while his Subjects mourn) 311:014,376[A ]| The Royal Corpse had on$4$ their Shoulders borne; 311:014,377[A ]| Cassandra had accompanied his Hearse, 311:014,378[A ]| With beautiful Polixena in$4$ Tears: 311:014,379[A ]| Thus it would have been, if he had died before 311:014,380[A ]| Lewd Paris put to$4$ sea to$9$ fetch a Whore. <380> 311:014,381[A ]| What pleasure could long Life to$4$ him afford, 311:014,382[A ]| Who$6#1$ saw his Country waste by$4$ Fire and Sword? 311:015,383[A ]| Compelled in$4$ his Old Age to$9$ take up$5$ Arms, 311:015,384[A ]| When at Jove's Altar (following the Alarms,) 311:015,385[A ]| As he was fighting in$4$ his Son's defence, 311:015,386[A ]| A Sturdy Captain kills the trembling Prince: 311:015,387[A ]| So$3$ falls the Aged Ox, his labour done, 311:015,388[A ]| A Sacrifice to$4$ the ungrateful Clown. 311:015,389[A ]| However he died a Man; but Hecuba 311:015,390[A ]| Survived, Transformed to$4$, a Bitch (as Stories say) <390> 311:015,391[A ]| And barked the remnant of her life away. 311:015,392[A ]| But to$9$ bring instances at home, I pass 311:015,393[A ]| King Mithridates, and rich Croesus' case, 311:015,394[A ]| Whom the wise Solon justly did forbid, 311:015,395[A ]| To$9$ reckon himself happy before he died. 311:015,396[A ]| Old Marius overcome, to$4$ Bogs he fled, 311:015,397[A ]| Thence taken, was in$4$ a dark Dungeon laid, 311:015,398[A ]| And afterwards near Carthage begged his Bread. 311:015,399[A ]| Not Rome a happier Man had ever known, 311:015,400[A ]| Nor Nature on$4$ the Earth his equal shown, <400> 311:015,401[A ]| If when his crowd of Captives, Pomp of War 311:015,402[A ]| The Grandeur of his Triumph did declare, 311:015,403[A ]| Lighting from his Chariot in$4$ that$6#2$ Glorious Day 311:015,404[A ]| Then Marius' Noble Soul had fled away. 311:015,405[A ]| Pompey a Fever at Campania had, 311:015,406[A ]| For$4$ whose recovery public Prayers were made; 311:015,407[A ]| He was restored to$4$ Health, and lived to$9$ have, 311:015,408[A ]| His Head cut off by$4$ an Egyptian slave; 311:015,409[A ]| A sort of Death the Traitor Lentulus 311:015,410[A ]| Never knew, nor did Cethegus suffer thus: <410> 311:015,411[A ]| Even Catiline the Chief of them, was slain 311:015,412[A ]| Fairly in$4$ Battle, fighting like$4$ a Man. 311:016,413[A ]| In$4$ Venus' Temple the fond Mother prays, 311:016,414[A ]| With an indifferent Zeal, for$4$ handsome Boys; 311:016,415[A ]| But her Zeal is doubled in$4$ an eager Prayer, 311:016,416[A ]| That$3$ all her Girls may be divinely Fair: 311:016,417@v | And can you censure me for$4$ this, 311:016,417[A ]| she says? 311:016,418@v | Happy Latona to$9$ rejoice had cause, 311:016,419@v | In$4$ such a Daughter as Diana was. 311:016,420[A ]| True, but fair Lucrece destiny does forbid, <420> 311:016,421[A ]| Her wretched Beauty is to$9$ be coveted: 311:016,422[A ]| And would not delicate Virginia, 311:016,423[A ]| To$9$ have changed Fates, changed shapes with Rutila? 311:016,424[A ]| The Beauteous Son creates continual care 311:016,425[A ]| To$4$ its fearful Parents, who$6#1$ well know it is rare 311:016,426[A ]| When Modesty and Beauty coupled are. 311:016,427[A ]| Nay, though good Rules and Abstinence preserve 311:016,428[A ]| Him chaste, as the old Sabines though to$9$ starve; 311:016,429[A ]| All Lustful inclinations, Nature should 311:016,430[A ]| Assist to$9$ temper, and make cool the Blood; <430> 311:016,431[A ]| (For$3$ frigid Nature better can keep in$5$ 311:016,432[A ]| Ill Motions, than the strictest Discipline.) 311:016,433[A ]| Yet before this Lovely Youth has a Man become, 311:016,434[A ]| By$4$ some profuse rich Lecher a large Sum 311:016,435[A ]| Is to$4$ his Parents proffered for$4$ the Boy: 311:016,436[A ]| Thus powerful Bribes weak Honesty destroy. 311:016,437[A ]| No$2$ Tyrants, when they Eunuchs make, will$1$ seize 311:016,438[A ]| On$4$ any Youth with gross Deformities: 311:016,439[A ]| Nero no$2$ Clubfoot will$1$ a Pathic make, 311:016,440[A ]| Nor one with swellings in$4$ Throat, Breast, or Back. <440> 311:017,441[A ]| Go then, and of thy Son's famed Beauties boast, 311:017,442[A ]| Which$6#1$ still to$4$ greater dangers are exposed. 311:017,443[A ]| If he escapes Gelding, then it is ten to$4$ one, 311:017,444[A ]| But he is the greatest Whoremaster in$4$ Town, 311:017,445[A ]| And runs the risk to$9$ encounter whatsoever 311:017,446[A ]| The most exasperated Cuckolds dare: 311:017,447[A ]| Nor can he hope to$9$ be so$5#1$ Fortunate, 311:017,448[A ]| As never to$9$ be caught in$4$ Mars's Net, 311:017,449[A ]| Where he severer Punishments shall meet, 311:017,450[A ]| Than any Law does for$4$ his Crime inflict <450> 311:017,451[A ]| By$4$ Stab, some have to$4$ sudden Death been sent, 311:017,452[A ]| Others with Bloody Stripes been Cut, some Rent 311:017,453[A ]| By$4$ a Mullet thrust up$5$ through their Fundament. 311:017,454[A ]| But thy Endymion say, doth only lie 311:017,455[A ]| With her he loves; the restless Lechery 311:017,456[A ]| Of her he Loathes, tempts him with Gold to$9$ do it, 311:017,457[A ]| Can he refuse when she to$9$ bribe him to$4$ it, 311:017,458[A ]| Has pawned her rich Embroidered Petticoat? 311:017,459[A ]| She will$1$ no$2$ Methods to$4$ herself deny, 311:017,460[A ]| Who$6#1$ has her raging Lust to$9$ gratify; <460> 311:017,461[A ]| Whether she be profuse or Covetous 311:017,462[A ]| To$9$ attain her ends she can her Humour cross. 311:017,463[A ]| But to$4$ the chaste what hurt has Beauty done? 311:017,464[A ]| Witness Hippolitus and Bellerophon, 311:017,465[A ]| Who$6#1$ Stenobaea was tormented with, 311:017,466[A ]| And Phaedra's passion caused the other's Death. 311:017,467[A ]| A Woman's Wrath implacable does prove, 311:017,468[A ]| When shame Spurs on$5$ Revenge for$4$ slighted Love. 311:017,469[A ]| What is to$9$ be chosen in$4$ such a desperate case 311:017,470[A ]| As his, the fairest Youth of Noble Race? <470> 311:017,471[A ]| Compelled to$9$ be a wretched Sacrifice, 311:017,472[A ]| For$4$ being lovely in$4$ the Empress Eyes. 311:017,473[A ]| See Messalina, (Caesar gone aside) 311:017,474[A ]| Set forth with all the Adornments of a Bride; 311:017,475[A ]| Her Bride Beds in$4$ a flowery Garden made, 311:017,476[A ]| The accustomed Portion is told out and paid, 311:017,477[A ]| The Public Notary and Diviner is there 311:017,478[A ]| With all sufficient Witness to$9$ declare 311:017,479[A ]| The Marriage wondrous Lawful on$4$ her part: 311:017,480[A ]| How beats the Pulse of the poor Bridegroom's heart? <480> 311:018,481[A ]| He knows it is present death if he deny, 311:018,482[A ]| And gains but little Time if he comply: 311:018,483[A ]| While Rumour of the Crime, is spread about, 311:018,484[A ]| The Town, and Caesar (though the last) must know it. 311:018,485[A ]| In$4$ the meantime thy Life is short and sweet, 311:018,486[A ]| Enjoy Brave Wretch the best thou canst of it: 311:018,487[A ]| Hard Fate affords no$2$ better choice to$9$ make, 311:018,488[A ]| Both alike fatal to$4$ thy fine white Neck. 311:018,489[A ]| Must Man then pray for$4$ nothing at this rate, 311:018,490[A ]| Since nothing does him good? To$9$ answer that$6#2$, <490> 311:018,491[A ]| Take my advice, Let us contented sit, 311:018,492[A ]| And our concerns to$4$ Providence submit, 311:018,493[A ]| Who$6#1$ knows what is proper, and bestows what is fit. 311:018,494[A ]| Who$6#1$ of our good takes an especial care, 311:018,495[A ]| Kinder to$4$ us than to$4$ ourselves we are. 311:018,496[A ]| For$3$ we driven by$4$ the Passions of our mind, 311:018,497[A ]| And led by$4$ fond Desires, as Bold, as Blind, 311:018,498[A ]| Covet a Wife, and Child; when God above 311:018,499[A ]| Alone, knows what the Wife or Child may prove. 311:018,500[A ]| Yet that$3$ our Prayers, for$4$ something made, may rise <500> 311:018,501[A ]| To$4$ Heaven an acceptable Sacrifice; 311:018,502[A ]| Let us pray for$4$ Health, and Wisdom, pray to$9$ have 311:018,503[A ]| A Mind so$5#1$ great, Death's Terrors can not enslave, 311:018,504[A ]| As knowing he that$6#1$ quits this Life, but pays 311:018,505[A ]| A due and privilege which$6#1$ Nature has: 311:018,506[A ]| A Mind by$4$ no$2$ Calamities depressed, 311:018,507[A ]| Which$6#1$ Anger stirs not, nor Desire molest 311:018,508[A ]| Which$6#1$ will$1$ in$4$ choice severest Labours bear 311:018,509[A ]| And the hard Toils of Hercules prefer, 311:018,510[A ]| To$4$ all Sardanapalus' Luxuries, <510> 311:018,511[A ]| His Women, Wine, and soft inglorious ease. 311:018,512[A ]| I will$1$ show how we may add to$4$ our own Bliss; 311:018,513[A ]| Through Virtue lies the Road to$4$ Happiness; 311:018,514[A ]| If with discretion everything we do, 311:018,515[A ]| The Divine Wisdom will$1$ assist us too: 311:018,516[A ]| But we neglect all seeing Providence, 311:018,517[A ]| And make a Deity of Stark blind Chance.