189:94,000@@@@@| 189:94,000[' ]| 189:94,000[' ]| 189:94,000[' ]| 189:94,000[' ]| 189:94,000[' ]| 189:94,001[' ]| Parnassus, February the twenty-seventh, 189:94,002[' ]| The Poets assembled here on$4$ the Eleventh; 189:94,003[' ]| Convened by$4$ Apollo, who$6#1$ gave them to$9$ know, 189:94,004[' ]| He would have a Vicegerent in$4$ his Empire below; 189:94,005[' ]| But declared that$3$ no$2$ Bard should this Honour inherit, 189:94,006[' ]| Till the rest had agreed he surpassed them in$4$ Merit: 189:94,007[' ]| Now this you will$1$ allow was a difficult Case, 189:94,008[' ]| For$3$ each Bard believed he had a Right to$4$ the Place; 189:94,009[' ]| So$3$ finding the Assembly grown warm in$4$ Debate, 189:94,010[' ]| He put them in$4$ Mind of his Phaeton's Fate: 189:94,011[' ]| It was urged to$4$ no$2$ Purpose, the Dispute higher rose, 189:94,012[' ]| Scarce Phoebus himself could their Quarrels compose. 189:94,013[' ]| Till at length he determined that$3$ every Bard 189:94,014[' ]| Should (each in$4$ their Turn) be patiently heard. 189:94,015[' ]| First, one who$6#1$ believed he excelled in$4$ Translation, 189:94,016[' ]| Founds his Claim on$4$ the Doctrine of Transmigration: 189:94,017[C ]| "Since the Soul of great Milton was given to$4$ me, 189:94,018[C ]| I hope the Convention will$1$ quickly agree ~~ " 189:94,019[B ]| "Agree," 189:94,019[' ]| quoth Apollo, 189:94,019[B ]| "from whence is this Fool? 189:94,020[B ]| Is he just come from reading Pythagoras at School? 189:94,021[B ]| Begone, Sir, you have got your Subscriptions in$4$ Time, 189:94,022[B ]| And given in$4$ Return neither Reason nor Rhyme." 189:94,023[B ]| "To$4$ the next," 189:94,023[' ]| says the God, 189:94,023[B ]| "though now I will$1$ not chuse you, 189:94,024[B ]| I will$1$ tell you the Reason for$4$ which$6#1$ I refuse you; 189:94,025[B ]| Love's Goddess has oft to$4$ her Parent complained, 189:94,026[B ]| Of my favouring a Bard who$6#1$ her Empire disdained, 189:94,027[B ]| That$3$ at my Instigation a Poem you writ, 189:94,028[B ]| Which$6#1$ to$4$ Beauty and Youth preferred Judgment and Wit; 189:94,029[B ]| That$3$ to$9$ make you a Laureate I gave the first Voice, 189:94,030[B ]| Inspiring the Britons to$9$ approve of my Choice. 189:94,031[B ]| Jove sent her to$4$ me her Power to$9$ try; 189:94,032[B ]| The Goddess of Beauty what God can deny? 189:94,033[B ]| She forbids your Preferment, I grant her Desire, 189:94,034[B ]| Appease the fair Goddess, you then may rise higher." 189:94,035[' ]| The next that$6#1$ appeared, had good Hopes of succeeding, 189:94,036[' ]| For$3$ he merited much for$4$ his wit and his Breeding. 189:94,037[' ]| It was wise in$4$ the Britons no$2$ favour to$9$ shew him, 189:94,038[' ]| He else might expect they should pay what they owe him. 189:94,039[' ]| And therefore they prudently chose to$9$ discard 189:94,040[' ]| The Patriot, whose Merits they would not reward. 189:94,041[' ]| The God with a Smile bid his favourite advance, 189:94,042[B ]| "You were sent by$4$ Astrea her Envoy to$4$ France. 189:94,043[B ]| You bent your Ambition to$9$ rise in$4$ the State, 189:94,044[B ]| I refuse you, because you could stoop to$9$ be great." 189:94,045[' ]| Then a Bard, who$6#1$ had been a successful Translator, 189:94,046[B ]| "The Convention allows me a Versificator." 189:94,047[' ]| Says Apollo, 189:94,047[B ]| "You mention the least of your Merit, 189:94,048[B ]| By$4$ your Works it appears you have much of my Spirit; 189:94,049[B ]| I esteem you so$5#1$ well, that$3$ to$9$ tell you the Truth, 189:94,050[B ]| The greatest Objection against you is your Youth; 189:94,051[B ]| Then be not concerned you are now laid aside, 189:94,052[B ]| If you live you shall certainly one Day preside." 189:94,053[' ]| Another, low bending, Apollo thus greets, 189:94,054[D ]| "It was I taught your Subjects to$9$ walk through the Streets." 189:94,055[B ]| "You taught them to$9$ walk, why they knew it before, 189:94,056[B ]| But give me the Bard that$6#1$ can teach them to$9$ soar; 189:94,057[B ]| Whenever he claims his Right, I will$1$ confess 189:94,058[B ]| Who$6#1$ lately attempted my Style with Success; 189:94,059[B ]| Who$6#1$ writes like$4$ Apollo, has most of his Spirit, 189:94,060[B ]| And therefore it is just I distinguish his Merit; 189:94,061[B ]| Who$6#1$ makes it appear by$4$ all he has writ, 189:94,062[B ]| His Judgment alone can set Bounds to$4$ his Wit; 189:94,063[B ]| Like$4$ Virgil correct, with his own Native Ease, 189:94,064[B ]| But excels even Virgil in$4$ elegant Praise; 189:94,065[B ]| Who$6#1$ admires the Ancients, and knows it is their due, 189:94,066[B ]| Yet writes in$4$ a Manner entirely new; 189:94,067[B ]| Though none with more Ease their Depths can explore, 189:94,068[B ]| Yet whatever he wants he takes from my Store; 189:94,069[B ]| Though I am fond of his Virtues, his Pride I can see, 189:94,070[B ]| In$4$ scorning to$9$ borrow from any but me; 189:94,071[B ]| It is owing to$4$ this, that$3$ like$4$ Cynthia, his Lays 189:94,072[B ]| Enlighten the World by$4$ reflecting my Rays." 189:94,073[' ]| This said, the whole Audience soon found out his Drift, 189:94,074[' ]| The Convention was summoned in$4$ Favour of S***t.