111:00,000@@@@@| <Gould, Robert: The Works (1709)>
111:00,000['  ]| <VOLUME the FIRST. (POEMS).>
111:00,000['  ]| <EPISTLES From the Country.>
111:01,000['  ]| <To my Lord of Abingdon at his Country House.>
111:01,001[A  ]| Happy the Man that$6#1$ from the Town retires,
111:01,002[A  ]| And with it quits all vain and loose Desires;
111:01,003[A  ]| That$6#1$, born for$4$ Peace, the Country's soft Repose
111:01,004[A  ]| Does early love, and but with Life will$1$ lose!
111:01,005[A  ]| This Man, my Lord, like$4$ You his Hours does spend,
111:01,006[A  ]| Such You began, and such You will$1$ surely end:
111:01,007[A  ]| Peace You enjoy, and Peace around You give,
111:01,008[A  ]| Such is Your Life, and such the Shepherds live.
111:01,009[A  ]| Prudence your Mind, and Plenty fills your Board,
111:01,010[A  ]| And every Day does equal Stores afford.
111:01,011[A  ]| Thus Circulating Pleasures round You move,
111:01,012[A  ]| All Sports of River, Mountain, Field and Grove;
111:01,013[A  ]| O Pleasure but to$9$ be excelled above!
111:01,014[A  ]| How blest am I, unworthily your Care,
111:01,015[A  ]| Called from the Town and placed in$4$ Safety here,
111:01,016[A  ]| Free from the Ills that$6#1$ did surround me there:
111:01,017[A  ]| The Flatterer's Smiles, and the false Friend's Embrace,
111:01,018[A  ]| (Ah why are Minds not written on$4$ the Face!)
111:01,019[A  ]| From Tradesmen's Cheats, and Blockhead's Doggerel Rhymes,
111:01,020[A  ]| Which$6#1$ now are grown the Grievance of the Times:
111:01,021[A  ]| To$4$ this we will$1$ add what more our Peace does wrong,
111:01,022[A  ]| The Harlot's Tail ~~ and worse, the Lawyer's Tongue.
111:01,023[A  ]| The Lawyer, born to$9$ be a Friend to$4$ none,
111:01,024[A  ]| False to$4$ our Interest, falser to$4$ their own;
111:01,025[A  ]| For$3$ if a Future Doom their Errors wait,
111:01,026[A  ]| Where is that$6#2$ One will$1$ pass the Narrow Gate?
111:01,027[A  ]| The Text that$6#1$ says a Camel may as well
111:01,028[A  ]| Go through a Needle, as the Rich escape Hell,
111:01,029[A  ]| Was meant of Lawyers: ~~ the ill-gotten Store
111:01,030[A  ]| That$6#1$ makes one Rich, has made three Nations Poor.
111:01,031[A  ]| Had I a thousand Sons, before one should be
111:01,032[A  ]| A Member of that$6#2$ vile Society,
111:01,033[A  ]| I would in$4$ the Temple hang him up$5$; nay boil
111:01,034[A  ]| His Quarters, as a Traitor's are, in$4$ Oil,
111:01,035[A  ]| To$9$ fright all Future Villains from the Soil.
111:01,036[A  ]| Freed from all this, and pleased she now is there
111:01,037[A  ]| Where the fresh Seasons breathe their vital Air,
111:01,038[A  ]| The Muse (that$6#1$ has in$4$ Town been long confined,)
111:01,039[A  ]| And doomed to$4$ Business where she least inclined,)
111:01,040[A  ]| Does now again her wonted Spright resume,
111:01,041[A  ]| And with gay Feathers deck her airy Plume;
111:01,042[A  ]| Ranging the Country round for$4$ Subject where
111:01,043[A  ]| To$9$ employ her utmost Skill, and kindliest Care,
111:01,044[A  ]| Some noble Theme! that$3$ she may towering rise,
111:01,045[A  ]| And bear the Joyful Accents to$4$ the Skies.
111:01,046[A  ]| So$3$ the glad Lark after a stormy Night,
111:01,047[A  ]| (The Cloudless Morning smiling on$4$ her Flight)
111:01,048[A  ]| Pruned for$4$ the airy Journey, tries her Wings;
111:01,049[A  ]| Then with unlessening Vigour upward springs,
111:01,050[A  ]| To$4$ Heaven her Note she sends, or thence her Note she brings!
111:01,051[A  ]| But long she need not look, her Game is in$4$ view;
111:01,052[A  ]| Her best, her noblest, dearest Theme is YOU!
111:01,053[A  ]| Not Soldiers when they plunge into the Fight,
111:01,054[A  ]| Wish more for$4$ Conquest, or the Blind for$4$ Sight;
111:01,055[A  ]| Not Morning Brides long more for$4$ Night to$9$ prove
111:01,056[A  ]| The mutual Sweets of undissembled Love;
111:01,057[A  ]| Nor the Ambitious more Delight in$4$ Fame,
111:01,058[A  ]| Than she in$4$ Rural Cells to$9$ sound your Name.
111:01,059[A  ]| To$9$ bless your Choice that$6#1$ here set up$5$ your Rest
111:01,060[A  ]| Where Innocence and Honesty is professed.
111:01,061[A  ]| No$2$ Courtier's Promise here our Hope beguiles,
111:01,062[A  ]| No$2$ Villain's Art, or Woman's subtler Wiles,
111:01,063[A  ]| All Falsehood, though she weep, or frown, or smiles.
111:01,064[A  ]| Securely here the Natives pass their Days,
111:01,065[A  ]| Securely here you meet unenvied Praise.
111:01,066[A  ]| Let Statesmen on$4$ their Country's Ruin rise,
111:01,067[A  ]| And Priests be only Atheists in$4$ Disguise;
111:01,068[A  ]| Let costly Whores sit at the Helm of State,
111:01,069[A  ]| Pull down our Patriots, and make Panders Great;
111:01,070[A  ]| Let fluttering Coxcombs lewdly waste their Days
111:01,071[A  ]| In$4$ nauseous Converse, or more nauseous Plays;
111:01,072[A  ]| Let, like$4$ Contagion, Vice the City seize,
111:01,073[A  ]| Run through all Sexes, Ages, and Degrees,
111:01,074[A  ]| And the Physician side with the Disease.
111:01,075[A  ]| In$4$ vain it yet your Virtue would attack,
111:01,076[A  ]| You do but frown and drive the Siren back:
111:01,077[A  ]| The General Post, untainted you have withstood,
111:01,078[A  ]| And think it truly Noble to$9$ be truly Good.
111:01,079[A  ]| Proud of their Titles, Equipage and Clothes,
111:01,080[A  ]| Some Men never mention God but in$4$ their Oaths:
111:01,081[A  ]| Religion they believe beneath their Race,
111:01,082[A  ]| And only Poor Plebeians fit for$4$ Grace:
111:01,083[A  ]| Their Wickedness is all their Proof for$4$ Wit,
111:01,084[A  ]| And that$6#2$ of Honesty to$9$ keep in$4$ Debt.
111:01,085[A  ]| O Stain to$4$ Quality! O Age accursed!
111:01,086[A  ]| When the best-born are in$4$ their Practice worst.
111:01,087[A  ]| Yet such (though only Virtue should be Great)
111:01,088[A  ]| Are trusted at the Helm, and steer the State.
111:01,089[A  ]| How strangely do these Legislators run
111:01,090[A  ]| From their own Acts? Make Laws, but practise none,
111:01,091[A  ]| Neither of those in$4$ Scripture, nor their Own.
111:01,092[A  ]| Edicts to$9$ keep the Sabbath more severe
111:01,093[A  ]| Are issued out, when nothing is less their Care;
111:01,094[A  ]| So$5#1$ much forgetting, commonly, the Day,
111:01,095[A  ]| They have missed the Church and driven to$4$ the Play:
111:01,096[A  ]| There lies their Main Devotion: ~~ And yet wise
111:01,097[A  ]| They must be thought; but all their Learning Lies
111:01,098[A  ]| In$4$ Votes, Gazettes, and reading Ladies' Eyes:
111:01,099[A  ]| Where if they meet with Virtue, (which$6#1$ is rare)
111:01,100[A  ]| They but admire that$3$ they may next ensnare.
111:01,101[A  ]| So$5#2$ Schismatics on$4$ Scripture show their Art,
111:01,102[A  ]| And Texts not for$4$ them wickedly pervert.
111:01,103[A  ]| But you, my Lord, more wisely place aright
111:01,104[A  ]| In$4$ Nobler Authors your sublime Delight;
111:01,105[A  ]| Authors that$6#1$ do not the less attract the Eye,
111:01,106[A  ]| Because their Themes are Truth and Piety.
111:01,107[A  ]| The Writers in$4$ their Notions more abstruse,
111:01,108[A  ]| You, in$4$ their Way, to$4$ like$2$ Advantage use:
111:01,109[A  ]| These with sure Judgement and a reaching Eye
111:01,110[A  ]| You search, and into hidden Causes pry,
111:01,111[A  ]| Look Nature through make all their Roughness plain;
111:01,112[A  ]| And find what Men well Learned have sought in$4$ vain.
111:01,113[A  ]| Ah! would the Atheist seriously incline,
111:01,114[A  ]| Like$4$ YOU, to$9$ ponder things that$6#1$ are Divine;
111:01,115[A  ]| Observe how GOD's high Wisdom does disperse
111:01,116[A  ]| His quickening Influence through the Universe;
111:01,117[A  ]| How orderly Sun, Moon and Stars advance,
111:01,118[A  ]| Create the Seasons in$4$ their Various Dance,
111:01,119[A  ]| And show their Essence not the Work of Chance;
111:01,120[A  ]| But that$6#2$ the Almighty made, and is the Soul
111:01,121[A  ]| That$6#1$ actuates and maintains the Mighty Whole.
111:01,122[A  ]| Would he but faithfully on$4$ this reflect,
111:01,123[A  ]| With just Confusion he would his Crimes reject;
111:01,124[A  ]| And, when unprejudiced, by$4$ Reason see
111:01,125[A  ]| In$4$ the least Spire of Grass the Deity.
111:01,126[A  ]| But such you rather pity than deride,
111:01,127[A  ]| Seduced by$4$ Luxury, and confirmed by$4$ Pride.
111:01,128[A  ]| To$9$ call them Fools they think a gross Abuse;
111:01,129[A  ]| And if they have Sense, they can have no$2$ Excuse
111:01,130[A  ]| For$4$ putting such a Gift to$4$ such an Use.
111:01,131[A  ]| Than Beasts why are we Nobler, but to$9$ know
111:01,132[A  ]| And Contemplate the Power that$6#1$ made us so$5#2$?
111:01,133[A  ]| Though, Living, these let bold Expressions fly,
111:01,134[A  ]| Droll on$4$ a Future State, and Heaven defy,
111:01,135[A  ]| They are sordid Cowards when they come to$9$ Die;
111:01,136[A  ]| When for$4$ that$6#2$ Endless Station they embark,
111:01,137[A  ]| Which$6#1$ Hobbs would call a Leap into the Dark:
111:01,138[A  ]| The Dark, indeed! his Portion must be Night,
111:01,139[A  ]| That$6#1$ shuts his Eyes against so$5#1$ clear a Light,
111:01,140[A  ]| And laughs at Scripture that$6#1$ would guide him Right.
111:01,141[A  ]| Happy the Man that$6#1$ to$9$ be Virtuous strives,
111:01,142[A  ]| And is prepared when the black Hour arrives:
111:01,143[A  ]| Ten thousand Fears he daily does eschew,
111:01,144[A  ]| That$6#1$ in$4$ wild Shapes the guilty Wretch pursue:
111:01,145[A  ]| His smooth paced Hours unmurmuring glide away,
111:01,146[A  ]| His Troubles vanish, and his Comforts stay.
111:01,147[A  ]| Of all the Good with which$6#1$ Mankind is blest,
111:01,148[A  ]| That$6#2$ of a Conscience free from Guile is best.
111:01,149[A  ]| Thus all your Words, and all your Actions, show
111:01,150[A  ]| The Fountain's Purity from whence they flow.
111:01,151[A  ]| For$3$ who$6#1$ the Top of Honour would attain,
111:01,152[A  ]| Must never do nothing mean, or lewd, or vain:
111:01,153[A  ]| However that$6#2$ Term by$4$ Fops is understood,
111:01,154[A  ]| It was Virtue first that$6#1$ did distinguish Blood.
111:01,155[A  ]| What signifies it though one boast he brings
111:01,156[A  ]| His Pedigree from Conquerors and Kings;
111:01,157[A  ]| If by$4$ ill Actions he debase his Birth,
111:01,158[A  ]| And grow the Public Scorn, or Public Mirth?
111:01,159[A  ]| In$4$ vain his high Descent and Ancient Stem,
111:01,160[A  ]| There is more Honour in$4$ a Dog than Him;
111:01,161[A  ]| Who$6#1$ taught by$4$ Instinct, and to$4$ Instinct true,
111:01,162[A  ]| The proper End he is made for$4$ does pursue:
111:01,163[A  ]| While Coxcombs ridicule Shape, Face and Mind,
111:01,164[A  ]| And will$1$ be that$6#2$ for$4$ which$6#1$ they are not designed.
111:01,165[A  ]| Cowards in$4$ Scarf and Scarlet will$1$ appear,
111:01,166[A  ]| The Foul pursue the Favour of the Fair;
111:01,167[A  ]| Fools, that$6#1$ should most be silent, most will$1$ prate,
111:01,168[A  ]| And your bribed Member thinks he props the State:
111:01,169[A  ]| If to$4$ another Age like$4$ this we live,
111:01,170[A  ]| Our Property will$1$ all resolve into Prerogative.
111:01,171[A  ]| It is he alone has an Intrepid Soul
111:01,172[A  ]| Whom Malice can not corrupt, or Fear control;
111:01,173[A  ]| That$6#1$ makes the British Glory still his Care,
111:01,174[A  ]| Its Ornament in$4$ Peace, and Thunderbolt in$4$ War;
111:01,175[A  ]| That$6#1$ sternly to$4$ the Beard opposes Pride,
111:01,176[A  ]| And in$4$ all Strifes assists the Rightful Side:
111:01,177[A  ]| Flattery he scorns, so$3$ never falsely smiles,
111:01,178[A  ]| No$2$ Scripture ridicules, or Church reviles:
111:01,179[A  ]| In$4$ Posts of Trust all By-Regards he hates,
111:01,180[A  ]| Nor from the Public Misery drains Estates:
111:01,181[A  ]| Merit he does encourage all he can,
111:01,182[A  ]| His Age continues what his Youth began;
111:01,183[A  ]| This only is the Honourable Man.
111:01,184[A  ]| In$4$ this old English Path you bravely show
111:01,185[A  ]| How far a true Heroic Soul may go:
111:01,186[A  ]| And then (a Blessing we but seldom find)
111:01,187[A  ]| Your high Extractions mated to$4$ your Mind,
111:01,188[A  ]| The brighter both when with each other joined:
111:01,189[A  ]| There is none so$5#1$ Great but he may Greater grow,
111:01,190[A  ]| If with his Noble Birth he is Virtuous too:
111:01,191[A  ]| Honour does then with double Glory shine,
111:01,192[A  ]| Ennobled, and Ennobling of the Line:
111:01,193[A  ]| Such Men are raised above the World's distrust,
111:01,194[A  ]| They will$1$ not, dare not, can not be unjust,
111:01,195[A  ]| Nor basely side with Arbitrary Lust.
111:01,196[A  ]| Thus, Justice we in$4$ all your Actions see,
111:01,197[A  ]| Without which$6#1$ there were no$2$ Humanity:
111:01,198[A  ]| The Christian Name preposterously he bears,
111:01,199[A  ]| That$6#1$ uses his own Fellow Creatures worse than Brutes do theirs.
111:01,200[A  ]| But who$6#2$ can here omit (what ought to$9$ be
111:01,201[A  ]| Admired and Praised by$4$ all) your Charity?
111:01,202[A  ]| On$4$ those that$6#1$ love the Poor what Joys attend!
111:01,203[A  ]| But chiefly this ~~ he makes his GOD his Friend.
111:01,204[A  ]| Who$6#2$ with this Virtue ever was a Slave?
111:01,205[A  ]| Or whoever wanted the Relief he gave?
111:01,206[A  ]| Let those (ye Powers!) be poor themselves that$6#1$ take
111:01,207[A  ]| No$2$ Care of those in$4$ Want, but rather Poorer make;
111:01,208[A  ]| Let not one Soul be softened with their Cries,
111:01,209[A  ]| That$3$ they may feel the Misery they despise.
111:01,210[A  ]| And, to$9$ be plain, what Mercy can they ever
111:01,211[A  ]| Expect from Heaven that$6#1$ not one Debtor spare?
111:01,212[A  ]| That$6#1$ leave not on$4$ their naked Limbs a Thread,
111:01,213[A  ]| And from the Labourer force his daily Bread ~~
111:01,214[A  ]| Has the Rich Man a Greater GOD than they?
111:01,215[A  ]| Or can he boast he is made of finer Clay?
111:01,216[A  ]| Or will$1$ he have more Favour on$4$ the Judgement Day?
111:01,217[A  ]| It was Charity redeemed us from the Sin
111:01,218[A  ]| Which$6#1$ our first Parents' Fall had plunged us in$4$;
111:01,219[A  ]| And, with the dearest Love that$6#1$ ever  was shown,
111:01,220[A  ]| To$9$ raise us thither, sent a SAVIOUR down;
111:01,221[A  ]| Who$6#1$ all that$6#1$ they had Lost, Regained: ~~ and can
111:01,222[A  ]| We do no$2$ more at his Command that$6#1$ did so$5#1$ much for$4$ Man ~~
111:01,223[A  ]| But such as these who$6#1$ can despise, like$4$ YOU,
111:01,224[A  ]| And by$4$ the ill Example better grow;
111:01,225[A  ]| That$6#1$ Greatness can not corrupt, or Courts entice,
111:01,226[A  ]| Those Antic Schools of fashionable Vice;
111:01,227[A  ]| That$6#1$ in$4$ his Heart prefers his Country Seat,
111:01,228[A  ]| And relishes the Sweets of his Retreat;
111:01,229[A  ]| Thinks it a Blessing London can not give,
111:01,230[A  ]| So$5#2$ lives, nay more, and so$5#2$ designs to$9$ live;
111:01,231[A  ]| Whose piercing Eye the Flatterer can not escape,
111:01,232[A  ]| Found and despised in$4$ his most softening Shape;
111:01,233[A  ]| That$6#1$ Counter-weighs against an Age's Crimes,
111:01,234[A  ]| And is a good Man in$4$ the worst of Times;
111:01,235[A  ]| It is there the mighty Nine their Voice should raise,
111:01,236[A  ]| And to$4$ the Vaults of Heaven resound his Praise;
111:01,237[A  ]| Along with Abingdon's the Name should roll,
111:01,238[A  ]| And, driving, Echo on$5$ from Pole to$4$ Pole.
111:01,239[A  ]| Pardon, my Lord, that$3$ I have here so$5#1$ long
111:01,240[A  ]| Done both your Virtue and your Patience wrong:
111:01,241[A  ]| On$4$ this I have entrenched, but blame my Fault;
111:01,242[A  ]| Nor have described the other as I ought:
111:01,243[A  ]| Yet since you condescend to$9$ indulge the Muse,
111:01,244[A  ]| What you encourage you will$1$, perhaps, excuse:
111:01,245[A  ]| Kindly you still on$4$ her Endeavours smile,
111:01,246[A  ]| And with a bounteous Hand reward her Toil.
111:01,247[A  ]| O had I Strength to$9$ Balance my Desire,
111:01,248[A  ]| Or would the God Heroic Thoughts inspire,
111:01,249[A  ]| To$4$ your high Worth a Lasting Fame I would give ~~
111:01,250[A  ]| Nor shall it Die if what I write does Live.
111:02,000@@@@@| 
111:02,000['  ]| <Gould, Robert: The Works (1709)>
111:02,000['  ]| <VOLUME the FIRST. (POEMS).>
111:02,000['  ]| <Miscellanies.>
111:02,000['  ]| <To my Lord Chamberlain at Bath.>
111:02,001[A  ]| This healing Stream, this Aesculapian spring,
111:02,002[A  ]| That$6#1$ from all Parts does such a Confluence bring,
111:02,003[A  ]| Of Lame and Blind, of Sound and Sick and Sore,
111:02,004[A  ]| Of Knave and Fool, and worse, of Bawd and Whore;
111:02,005[A  ]| Though Wonders it is sometimes said to$9$ do,
111:02,006[A  ]| Does yet confine those Wonders to$4$ a few:
111:02,007[A  ]| Yet vainly all expect to$9$ have a Share,
111:02,008[A  ]| The Rotten would be sound, the Foul be fair;
111:02,009[A  ]| The wrinkled Beldam would new Pleasure prove,
111:02,010[A  ]| And, like$4$ a Punk of Twenty, chatters Love.
111:02,011[A  ]| The stale debilitated Lover here
111:02,012[A  ]| Expects Relief, and gazing on$4$ the Fair,
111:02,013[A  ]| Feels Heat return; but it is so$5#1$ false a Fire,
111:02,014[A  ]| It never reaches further than Desire.
111:02,015[A  ]| How madly does that$6#2$ Man his Hours employ
111:02,016[A  ]| That$6#1$ still does wish and never can enjoy ~~
111:02,017[A  ]| That$6#1$ past the Fact, is yet not past the Fault,
111:02,018[A  ]| And damns himself by$4$ being lewd in$4$ Thought ~~
111:02,019[A  ]| Then for$4$ the Coxcombs (not to$9$ name their Clothes,
111:02,020[A  ]| Their Dancing, Raffling, Drinking, Noise and Oaths)
111:02,021[A  ]| Their Treats and Entertainments make it plain,
111:02,022[A  ]| They come alike to$9$ be relieved in$4$ vain.
111:02,023[A  ]| It never was presumed that$3$ bathing yet
111:02,024[A  ]| Reformed a Fool, and made him grow a Wit.
111:02,025[A  ]| Though Thousands have been eased of Cramps and Pains,
111:02,026[A  ]| Of Palsies, Itches, Botches, Scurfs and Blains,
111:02,027[A  ]| It fails when the Distemper is in$4$ the Brains.
111:02,028[A  ]| But though the Fops are thus deceived we find
111:02,029[A  ]| The fruitful Stream to$4$ youthful Ladies kind;
111:02,030[A  ]| Who$6#1$ with their open Breasts and swimming Bowls,
111:02,031[A  ]| (As others Angle Gudgeons) fish for$4$ Fools;
111:02,032[A  ]| Here still at Hand, and careless of their Fate,
111:02,033[A  ]| You will$1$ find a Hundred biting at a Bait:
111:02,034[A  ]| And oft indeed, the Bait is not so$5#1$ small,
111:02,035[A  ]| But there is enough to$9$ satisfy them all.
111:02,036[A  ]| This for$4$ the Glory of the WATER makes,
111:02,037[A  ]| Which$6#1$ hence its kind prolific Nature takes.
111:02,038[A  ]| Oft has the Lady (her good Man at Home,
111:02,039[A  ]| Invoking Heaven to$9$ unseal her sterile Womb)
111:02,040[A  ]| Here first conceived; then to$4$ her Husband flown
111:02,041[A  ]| With haste, to$9$ keep the Theft from being known,
111:02,042[A  ]| While he thought all was well, and all his own.
111:02,043[A  ]| A Fortnight's time in$4$ reckoning breaks no$2$ Squares,
111:02,044[A  ]| Or, if it should, it were a bad Day for$4$ Heirs.
111:02,045[A  ]| But now some Lady, that$6#1$ is adored the most,
111:02,046[A  ]| Is chosen out to$9$ be that$6#2$ Morning's Toast:
111:02,047[A  ]| For$4$ her the Music plays; the Healths go round
111:02,048[A  ]| The Toast! the Toast! ~~ and stun us with the sound:
111:02,049[A  ]| She all the while, kind Nymph, the Gallery plies,
111:02,050[A  ]| And with admiring meets admiring Eyes;
111:02,051[A  ]| Proud of the Honour thus to$9$ rule the Roast
111:02,052[A  ]| She swims along the Bath ~~ the Toast, the Toast!
111:02,053[A  ]| Pity they would not one step higher go,
111:02,054[A  ]| And drink the Liquor it was soaked in$4$ too.
111:02,055[A  ]| Who$6#2$ would comply with such a nauseous Fashion,
111:02,056[A  ]| And rather not, with Lear, call out in$4$ Passion
111:02,057[A  ]| For$4$ Civet to$9$ refresh the Imagination?
111:02,058[A  ]| But while my Mind thus freely I express,
111:02,059[A  ]| I have forgot to$4$ whom I make Address.
111:02,060[A  ]| Pardon, my Lord, that$3$ thus I entertain
111:02,061[A  ]| Your Ears with things ridiculous and vain,
111:02,062[A  ]| And idly tread the Satire's thorny Ways,
111:02,063[A  ]| When Dorset was so$5#1$ just a Theme for$4$ Praise.
111:03,000@@@@@| 
111:03,000['  ]| <Gould, Robert: The Works (1709)>
111:03,000['  ]| <VOLUME the SECOND. (SATYRS).>
111:03,000['  ]| <Pindarick Poems.>
111:04,000@@@@@| 
111:04,000['  ]| <Gould, Robert: The Works (1709)>
111:04,000['  ]| <VOLUME the FIRST. (POEMS).>
111:04,000['  ]| <Miscellanies.>
111:04,000['  ]| <To the Right Reverend Father in God Gilbert, Lord Bishop of Sarum.>
111:04,001[A  ]| Though I can add no$2$ Glory to$4$ your Name,
111:04,002[A  ]| Yet praising YOU, I may arrive at Fame,
111:04,003[A  ]| By$4$ your Applause a deathless Memory get;
111:04,004[A  ]| For$3$ Gratitude should last as long as Wit.
111:04,005[A  ]| It is that$6#2$, my Lord, Occasions this Address;
111:04,006[A  ]| So$5#1$ few the Grateful none should wish them less;
111:04,007[A  ]| Or blame the Muse to$9$ Celebrate his Name,
111:04,008[A  ]| And give him Praise that$6#1$ gives the Nation Fame.
111:04,009[A  ]| To$4$ those Productions who$6#2$ can be severe,
111:04,010[A  ]| In$4$ whose Composure Flattery has no$2$ Share?
111:04,011[A  ]| Where there is no$2$ Design but just to$9$ give
111:04,012[A  ]| To$4$ Worth its due, and pray that$3$ Worth may live?
111:04,013[A  ]| How many are there that$6#1$ much better know
111:04,014[A  ]| To$9$ pay you Praise, with hold the Debt they owe?
111:04,015[A  ]| In$4$ Learning's Empire, though they vastly get,
111:04,016[A  ]| Return no$2$ Tribute to$4$ your sovereign Wit?
111:04,017[A  ]| Take then my Mite, my Offering, though but small;
111:04,018[A  ]| Even GOD accepts of Little ~~ when it is All.
111:04,019[A  ]| But O what Language can the unlettered find
111:04,020[A  ]| To$9$ adorn so$5#1$ vast, and just Extensive Mind!
111:04,021[A  ]| What can I hope on$4$ this great Theme to$9$ indite,
111:04,022[A  ]| Where the most learned must with Despondence write!
111:04,023[A  ]| See then your Goodness first; which$6#1$ vast must be,
111:04,024[A  ]| Since it assures the Muse it will$1$ reach to$4$ me,
111:04,025[A  ]| And not a well intended Homage slight,
111:04,026[A  ]| Which$6#1$, coming from the Heart; may hope it is Right.
111:04,027[A  ]| Thus Heaven who$6#1$ has whole Myriads Ignorant made,
111:04,028[A  ]| Seems yet to$9$ make that$6#2$ Ignorance their Aid;
111:04,029[A  ]| To$4$ them he opens his Eternal Doors,
111:04,030[A  ]| While the much better Learned he less assures:
111:04,031[A  ]| Perplexed with Doubts, through tedious Tomes they run,
111:04,032[A  ]| Which$6#1$ but advance the Ills those Doubts begun!
111:04,033[A  ]| The Crowd believes, and half their Work is done.
111:04,034[A  ]| To$4$ those you condescend and Precepts fit;
111:04,035[A  ]| For$4$ want of which$6#1$ Peculiar varying Wit;
111:04,036[A  ]| So$5#1$ many stiff Instructors daily split.
111:04,037[A  ]| Strange! they should think to$9$ advance the Christian Good,
111:04,038[A  ]| By$4$ taking Pains not to$9$ be understood!
111:04,039[A  ]| Let Writers use a rich, or towering Strain,
111:04,040[A  ]| The Teacher must be Earnest, clear and plain.
111:04,041[A  ]| But then, though here you half your Lustre shroud,
111:04,042[A  ]| It is but as the Sun behind a Cloud,
111:04,043[A  ]| Who$6#1$ breaking forth does double Brightness bear;
111:04,044[A  ]| So$3$ when in$4$ Public Conference you appear
111:04,045[A  ]| You shine Entire ~~ the Learned are Learners there.
111:04,046[A  ]| How have I seen the Listening Clergy stand,
111:04,047[A  ]| While through their Ears you did their Souls command,
111:04,048[A  ]| Their Ardour at each Period flaming higher ~~
111:04,049[A  ]| For$3$ every Word you spoke you did Inspire!
111:04,050[A  ]| As when we travel through some spacious Plain,
111:04,051[A  ]| Adorned with Pastures, and replete with Grain;
111:04,052[A  ]| There lowing Herds walk toward the Murmuring Rills,
111:04,053[A  ]| And here the Bee her wondrous Balm distils:
111:04,054[A  ]| So$3$ does your Language to$4$ the Vulgar show,
111:04,055[A  ]| When you Expatiate on$4$ those Points they know;
111:04,056[A  ]| Rich where You are plain, and Flowery where You are low.
111:04,057[A  ]| But as from thence to$4$ lofty Hills we rise,
111:04,058[A  ]| Where new and nobler Scenes salute our Eyes;
111:04,059[A  ]| If there some Chosen-Guide direct us too,
111:04,060[A  ]| Amazed and pleased, we distant Regions view:
111:04,061[A  ]| So$3$ to$4$ this Audience you sublimely Soar,
111:04,062[A  ]| Lost to$4$ their Sight to$4$ whom You spoke before:
111:04,063[A  ]| Through Mysteries Mysterious ways You get,
111:04,064[A  ]| Up$5$ to$4$ the top-most Round of Human Wit;
111:04,065[A  ]| A Height that$6#1$ Reason scarcely ever acquired,
111:04,066[A  ]| Or Learning yet has compassed, uninspired!
111:04,067[A  ]| Nor yet alone to$4$ these the Path you show,
111:04,068[A  ]| But to$4$ contending Casuists hold the Clue.
111:04,069[A  ]| The Schismatic himself may here have aid,
111:04,070[A  ]| Lost in$4$ the very Labyrinths they have made;
111:04,071[A  ]| And Sectarists stray because their Teachers strayed:
111:04,072[A  ]| But reading YOU we find the Danger over,
111:04,073[A  ]| They can not deceive the Unwary as before;
111:04,074[A  ]| Conviction lies all Radiant in$4$ their Way:
111:04,075[A  ]| There is no$2$ wandering in$4$ so$5#1$ bright a Day!
111:04,076[A  ]| Wherever we look new Wonders Strike our Eyes,
111:04,077[A  ]| This Section gives us Wonder, this Surprise.
111:04,078[A  ]| You nowhere scorch us with a fiery Zeal,
111:04,079[A  ]| Yet there is a Warmth that$6#1$ every Soul must feel;
111:04,080[A  ]| Something that$6#1$ Elevates our Thoughts, and finds,
111:04,081[A  ]| Like$4$ Lightning, Entrance to$4$ the Rockiest Minds.
111:04,082[A  ]| Then Eloquence through all the Mass does run,
111:04,083[A  ]| Like$4$ Nature animated by$4$ the Sun;
111:04,084[A  ]| And, like$4$ the Sun's, its Force does never decay,
111:04,085[A  ]| The same tomorrow as it was today;
111:04,086[A  ]| This always flowing, as that$6#2$ always bright,
111:04,087[A  ]| Your Sense no$2$ more Exhausted than his Light.
111:04,088[A  ]| As when the Spring her Riches does unfold,
111:04,089[A  ]| And a New Nature rises from the Old,
111:04,090[A  ]| With Joy our Eyes behold her Beauteous Face,
111:04,091[A  ]| And own her Offspring of Celestial Race:
111:04,092[A  ]| So$3$ does your Style the English Tongue refine,
111:04,093[A  ]| Makes a New Glory round its Visage shine,
111:04,094[A  ]| And Stamps Conviction that$3$ the Work is Divine.
111:04,095[A  ]| There lies that$6#2$ Purity of Phrase we prize,
111:04,096[A  ]| And, like$4$ a Charm, it there to$9$ save us lies:
111:04,097[A  ]| Seeking for$4$ Elegance we Wiser grow,
111:04,098[A  ]| And with the Honey take the Pectoral too:
111:04,099[A  ]| So$3$ sweetened Potions we to$4$ Children give,
111:04,100[A  ]| They drink deceived, and so$5#2$ deceived they live.
111:04,101[A  ]| Thus every Way your Zeal our Good contrives;
111:04,102[A  ]| Nor only fines our Language, but our Lives:
111:04,103[A  ]| Like$4$ Paul unwearied Diligence bestow,
111:04,104[A  ]| Confirming, too, the Churches as You go;
111:04,105[A  ]| Ah! that$3$ as then the Christian Seed would grow!
111:04,106[A  ]| But Precepts nor Examples now have Force
111:04,107[A  ]| To$9$ arrest our Sins in$4$ their destructive Course.
111:04,108[A  ]| Each Century does in$4$ Vice transcend the Past;
111:04,109[A  ]| Too sad an Instance this may be the last.
111:04,110[A  ]| No$2$ Times succeeding can our Present match,
111:04,111[A  ]| Or Plot on$4$ Plot with such dark Rancour hatch.
111:04,112[A  ]| Nor Kings alone, we even our God defame,
111:04,113[A  ]| Revile his Priests, and brand the sacred Name.
111:04,114[A  ]| Pity it is now Your Turn such Crimes to$9$ engage,
111:04,115[A  ]| And yet but fit ~~ what less can check their Rage?
111:04,116[A  ]| Good Prelates are reserved for$4$ the most impious Age:
111:04,117[A  ]| Impending Plagues their Prayer does oft remove,
111:04,118[A  ]| And wrest its Vengeance from the Arm above.
111:04,119[A  ]| Be then what still you have been; exert your Worth,
111:04,120[A  ]| Call all your Piety, your Virtues forth:
111:04,121[A  ]| Let every other Mitre with you join;
111:04,122[A  ]| And weeping Albion further your Design:
111:04,123[A  ]| Let even our Sovereign too like$4$ Ardour feel;
111:04,124[A  ]| Heaven's Ear is open when good Princes kneel.
111:04,125[A  ]| Who$6#2$ knows but, if such Incense reach the Skies,
111:04,126[A  ]| These sinking Nations yet again should rise,
111:04,127[A  ]| And with our Sins overcome our Enemies:
111:04,128[A  ]| We can not expect a less Stupendous thing
111:04,129[A  ]| Should from the Prayers and joint Petitions spring
111:04,130[A  ]| Of such a CLERGY, and of such a KING.
111:05,000@@@@@| 
111:05,000['  ]| <Gould, Robert: The Works (1709)>
111:05,000['  ]| <VOLUME the FIRST. (POEMS).>
111:05,000['  ]| <Miscellanies.>
111:05,000['  ]| <To Julian Secretary to the Muses.>
111:05,000['  ]| < A Consolatory Epistle in his Confinement.>
111:05,001[A  ]| When those, my Friend, we Love are in$4$ distress,
111:05,002[A  ]| Kind Verse may Comfort, though it can not redress:
111:05,003[A  ]| Nor can I think but you will$1$ my Zeal commend,
111:05,004[A  ]| Since Poetry has been so$5#1$ much thy Friend:
111:05,005[A  ]| On$4$ that$6#2$ you have lived and flourished all your Time;
111:05,006[A  ]| Nay more, maintained a Family with Rhyme.
111:05,007[A  ]| And that$6#2$ is a Mark which$6#1$ Dryden never could hit,
111:05,008[A  ]| So$5#1$ much his Pension is better than his Wit.
111:05,009[A  ]| Even Gentle George (with Flux in$4$ Tongue and Purse)
111:05,010[A  ]| In$4$ shunning one Snare run into a worse.
111:05,011[A  ]| Want once may be relieved in$4$ a Man's Life,
111:05,012[A  ]| But who$6#2$ can be relieved that$6#1$ has a Wife?
111:05,013[A  ]| Ot**y can scarce his Corpse from Gaol preserve,
111:05,014[A  ]| For$3$ though he is very fat he is like$5$ to$9$ starve.
111:05,015[A  ]| And sing-song Dr**fy placed beneath Abuses,
111:05,016[A  ]| Lives by$4$ his Impudence and not the Muses.
111:05,017[A  ]| Poor Cr**n, too, has his Third Days mixed with Gall,
111:05,018[A  ]| He lives so$5#1$ ill he hardly lives at all!
111:05,019[A  ]| Shad**l and St**le, who$6#1$ pretend to$4$ Reason,
111:05,020[A  ]| Though paid so$5#1$ well for$4$ scribbling Doggerel Treason,
111:05,021[A  ]| Must now expect a very barren Season;
111:05,022[A  ]| But chiefly He that$6#1$ made his Recantation;
111:05,023[A  ]| For$3$ Villains thrive best in$4$ their own Vocation.
111:05,024[A  ]| Nay Lee in$4$ Bedlam now sees better Days
111:05,025[A  ]| Than in$4$ his madder Time of writing Plays:
111:05,026[A  ]| He knows no$2$ Care, nor feels sharp Want no$2$ more,
111:05,027[A  ]| A Blessing he could never boast before.
111:05,028[A  ]| Thus while our Bards even famish by$4$ their Wit,
111:05,029[A  ]| Thou, who$6#1$ hast none at all, dost thrive by$4$ it.
111:05,030[A  ]| Were it possible that$3$ Wit could turn a Penny,
111:05,031[A  ]| Poets would then grow rich as well as any.
111:05,032[A  ]| First, it is not Wit to$9$ have a great Estate,
111:05,033[A  ]| (The blind Effects of Fortune and of Fate;)
111:05,034[A  ]| For$3$ oft we see a Coxcomb, vile and vain,
111:05,035[A  ]| Brim full of Cash, yet empty in$4$ the Brain.
111:05,036[A  ]| Nor is it Wit that$6#1$ makes the Lawyer prize
111:05,037[A  ]| A bawling Life, but Knavery in$4$ Disguise,
111:05,038[A  ]| To$9$ pluck down honest Men that$3$ he may rise.
111:05,039[A  ]| Nor is it Wit that$6#1$ does our Quacks advance,
111:05,040[A  ]| (Those of your English Spawn, or those from France)
111:05,041[A  ]| But poisoning by$4$ Design ~~ for$3$ Curing comes by$4$ Chance.
111:05,042[A  ]| Nor is it Wit that$6#1$ makes the Tradesman Great,
111:05,043[A  ]| It is the Compendious Art to$9$ Lie and Cheat.
111:05,044[A  ]| Nor is it Wit for$4$ Burgess, Lobb and Pen,
111:05,045[A  ]| (Those worst of Teachers to$4$ the worst of Men)
111:05,046[A  ]| To$9$ think by$4$ getting Rich, to$9$ grow Divine;
111:05,047[A  ]| For$3$ where is the Saint if you withhold the Coin?
111:05,048[A  ]| Nor is it Wit to$9$ be in$4$ Scarlet dressed;
111:05,049[A  ]| To$4$ Wisdom, Grief; to$4$ Policy, a Jest.
111:05,050[A  ]| Life in$4$ our King's, or Country's just Defence
111:05,051[A  ]| We all should stake; but does it rise from thence
111:05,052[A  ]| That$3$ Colour is Courage, or that$3$ Oaths are Sense?
111:05,053[A  ]| Or that$3$ the Impartial Satire should not grin
111:05,054[A  ]| To$9$ see such Herds behind the Lion's Skin?
111:05,055[A  ]| Nor is it Wit that$6#1$ drills the Statesman on$5$
111:05,056[A  ]| To$9$ waste the Sweets of Life, so$5#1$ quickly gone,
111:05,057[A  ]| In$4$ toiling for$4$ Estates; then like$4$ a Sot,
111:05,058[A  ]| Leave Luxury to$9$ devour what Knavery got.
111:05,059[A  ]| Nor is it Wit for$4$ Whigs to$9$ scribble Satires,
111:05,060[A  ]| No$2$ more than for$4$ their Patriots to$9$ be Traitors;
111:05,061[A  ]| For$3$ Wit does never bring a Man to$4$ hanging;
111:05,062[A  ]| That$6#1$ goes no$2$ further than a Rose-street Banging:
111:05,063[A  ]| How justly then dost thou our Praise deserve,
111:05,064[A  ]| That$6#1$ got thy Bread where all Men else would starve?
111:05,065[A  ]| And, what is more strange, the Miracle was wrought
111:05,066[A  ]| By$4$ him that$6#1$ had not the least Pretence to$4$ Thought:
111:05,067[A  ]| And he that$6#1$ had no$2$ Meaning to$9$ do wrong,
111:05,068[A  ]| Can not suffer, sure, for$4$ his No-meaning long:
111:05,069[A  ]| And that$6#2$ is the Consolation now I bring;
111:05,070[A  ]| Thou art too dull to$9$ think a treacherous Thing,
111:05,071[A  ]| And it is the thoughtful Traitor that$6#1$ offends his KING.
111:06,000@@@@@| 
111:06,000['  ]| <Gould, Robert: The Laureat (1687)>
111:06,000['  ]| <The Laureat>
111:06,001[A  ]| Jack*Squabb's History in$4$ a little drawn,
111:06,002[A  ]| Down to$4$ his Evening, from his early dawn.
111:06,003[A  ]| Appear, thou mighty Bard, to$4$ open view;
111:06,004[A  ]| Which$6#1$ yet we must confess you need not do:
111:06,005[A  ]| The labour to$9$ expose thee we may save,
111:06,006[A  ]| Thou standest upon$4$ thy own Records, a Knave;
111:06,007[A  ]| Condemned to$9$ Live in$4$ thy Apostate Rhymes,
111:06,008[A  ]| The Curse of Ours, and Scoff of Future Times.
111:06,009[A  ]| Still tacking round with every turn of State,
111:06,010[A  ]| Reverse to$4$ Shaftsbury! thy Cursed Fate
111:06,011[A  ]| Is always at a change to$9$ come too late:
111:06,012[A  ]| To$9$ keep his Plots from Coxcombs was his Care;
111:06,013[A  ]| His Villainy was masked, and Thine is bare:
111:06,014[A  ]| Wise Men alone could guess at his Design,
111:06,015[A  ]| And could but guess, the Thread was spun so$5#1$ fine;
111:06,016[A  ]| But every purblind Fool may see through thine.
111:06,017[A  ]| Had Dick still kept the Regal Diadem,
111:06,018[A  ]| Thou hadst been Poet Laureate to$4$ him,
111:06,019[A  ]| And, long before now, in$4$ Lofty Verse proclaimed
111:06,020[A  ]| His high Extraction, among Princes famed;
111:06,021[A  ]| Diffused his Glorious Deed from Pole to$4$ Pole,
111:06,022[A  ]| Where Winds can carry, and where Waves can roll.
111:06,023[A  ]| Nay, had our Charles, by$4$ Heaven's severe Decree,
111:06,024[A  ]| Been found, and Murdered in$4$ the Royal Tree,
111:06,025[A  ]| Even thou hadst praised the Fact; his Father Slain,
111:06,026[A  ]| Thou callest but gently breathing of a Vein:
111:06,027[A  ]| Impious, and Villainous! to$9$ bless the blow
111:06,028[A  ]| That$6#1$ laid at once three Lofty Nations low,
111:06,029[A  ]| And gave the Royal Cause a Fatal Overthrow.
111:06,030[A  ]| What after this could we expect from thee?
111:06,031[A  ]| What could we hope for$4$, but just what we see?
111:06,032[A  ]| Scandal to$4$ all Religions, New and Old;
111:06,033[A  ]| Scandal to$4$ thine, where Pardon is bought and sold,
111:06,034[A  ]| And Mortgaged Happiness Redeemed for$4$ Gold:
111:06,035[A  ]| Tell me, for$3$ it is a Truth you must allow,
111:06,036[A  ]| Whoever changed more in$4$ one Moon, than thou?
111:06,037[A  ]| Even thy own Zimri was more steadfast known;
111:06,038[A  ]| He had but one Religion, or had none:
111:06,039[A  ]| What Sect of Christians is it thou hast not known,
111:06,040[A  ]| And, at one time or other, made thy own?
111:06,041[A  ]| A Bristled Baptist bred; and then thy strain
111:06,042[A  ]| Immaculate, was free from sinful stain.
111:06,043[A  ]| No$2$ Songs in$4$ those blest times thou didst produce
111:06,044[A  ]| To$9$ brand, and shame good manners out of use:
111:06,045[A  ]| The Ladies then had not one Bawdy Bob,
111:06,046[A  ]| Nor thou the Courtly Name of Poet Squab.
111:06,047[A  ]| Next, thy dull Muse, an Independent Jade,
111:06,048[A  ]| On$4$ Sacred Tyranny five Stanzas made;
111:06,049[A  ]| Praised Noll, who$6#1$ even to$4$ both extremes did run,
111:06,050[A  ]| To$9$ kill the Father, and dethrone the Son.
111:06,051[A  ]| When Charles came in$5$, thou didst a Convert grow,
111:06,052[A  ]| More by$4$ thy Interest, than thy Nature so$5#2$.
111:06,053[A  ]| Under his Livening Beams thy Laurels spread;
111:06,054[A  ]| He first did place that$6#2$ wreath about thy Head;
111:06,055[A  ]| Kindly relieved thy wants, and gave thee Bread.
111:06,056[A  ]| Here it was thou madest the Bells of Fancy chime,
111:06,057[A  ]| And choked the Town with suffocating Rhyme.
111:06,058[A  ]| Till Heroes, formed by$4$ thy Creating Pen,
111:06,059[A  ]| Were grown as Cheap, and Dull, as other men.
111:06,060[A  ]| Flushed with Success, full Gallery, and Pit,
111:06,061[A  ]| Thou bravest all Mankind with want of Wit.
111:06,062[A  ]| Nay, in$4$ short time, wert grown so$5#1$ proud a Ninny,
111:06,063[A  ]| As scarce to$9$ allow that$3$ Ben himself had any.
111:06,064[A  ]| But when the men of Sense thy Error saw,
111:06,065[A  ]| They Checked thy Muse, and kept the Termagant in$4$ awe.
111:06,066[A  ]| To$4$ Satire next thy Talent was Addressed,
111:06,067[A  ]| Fell foul on$4$ all, thy Friends among the rest:
111:06,068[A  ]| Those who$6#1$ the oftenest did thy wants supply,
111:06,069[A  ]| Abused, Traduced, without a Reason why.
111:06,070[A  ]| Nay, even thy Royal Patron was not spared,
111:06,071[A  ]| But an obscene, a Santring wretch declared.
111:06,072[A  ]| Thy Loyal Libel we can still produce,
111:06,073[A  ]| Beyond Example, and beyond Excuse.
111:06,074[A  ]| O strange return, to$4$ a forgiving King,
111:06,075[A  ]| But the warmed Viper wears the greatest Sting.
111:06,076[A  ]| Thy Pension lost, and justly without doubt,
111:06,077[A  ]| When Servants snarl, we ought to$9$ kick them out;
111:06,078[A  ]| They that$6#1$ disdain their Benefactor's Bread,
111:06,079[A  ]| No$2$ longer ought by$4$ Bounty to$9$ be fed.
111:06,080[A  ]| That$6#2$ lost, the Visor changed, you turn about,
111:06,081[A  ]| And straight a True Blue Protestant crept out;
111:06,082[A  ]| The*Friar now was writ: and some will$1$ say
111:06,083[A  ]| They smell a Malcontent through all the Play.
111:06,084[A  ]| The Papist too was damned, unfit for$4$ Trust,
111:06,085[A  ]| Called Treacherous, Shameless, Profligate, Unjust,
111:06,086[A  ]| And Kingly Power thought Arbitrary Lust.
111:06,087[A  ]| This lasted till thou didst thy Pension gain,
111:06,088[A  ]| And that$6#2$ changed both thy Morals, and thy strain.
111:06,089[A  ]| If to$9$ write Contradictions, Nonsense be,
111:06,090[A  ]| Who$6#2$ has more Nonsense in$4$ their works than thee?
111:06,091[A  ]| We will$1$ mention but thy Lay-man's*Faith, and Hind,
111:06,092[A  ]| Who$6#2$ would think both these (such Clashing do we find)
111:06,093[A  ]| Could be the product of one single mind:
111:06,094[A  ]| Here, thou wouldst Charitable fain appear,
111:06,095[A  ]| Findest fault that$3$ Athanasius was severe;
111:06,096[A  ]| Thy Pity straight to$4$ Cruelty is raised,
111:06,097[A  ]| And even the Pious Inquisition praised,
111:06,098[A  ]| And recommended to$4$ the present Reign:
111:06,099[A  ]| "O happy Countries, Italy and Spain!
111:06,100[A  ]| Have we not cause, in$4$ thy own words, to$9$ say,
111:06,101[A  ]| Let none believe what varies every day,
111:06,102[A  ]| That$6#1$ never was, nor will$1$ be at a stay.
111:06,103[A  ]| Once, Heathens might be saved, you did allow;
111:06,104[A  ]| But not, it seems, we greater Heathens now:
111:06,105[A  ]| The Loyal Church, that$6#1$ buoys the Kingly Line,
111:06,106[A  ]| Damned with a breath, but it is such breath as thine:
111:06,107[A  ]| What Credit to$4$ thy party can it be,
111:06,108[A  ]| To$9$ have gained so$5#1$ lewd a Profligate as thee?
111:06,109[A  ]| Strayed from our fold, makes us but laugh, not weep;
111:06,110[A  ]| We have but lost what was disgrace to$9$ keep:
111:06,111[A  ]| By$4$ them Mistrusted, and to$4$ us a scorn;
111:06,112[A  ]| For$3$ it is weakness, at the best, to$9$ Turn.
111:06,113[A  ]| True, hadst thou left us in$4$ the former Reign,
111:06,114[A  ]| It had proved, it was not wholly done for$4$ Gain;
111:06,115[A  ]| Now, the Meridian Sun is not so$5#1$ plain.
111:06,116[A  ]| Gold is thy God, for$4$ a substantial sum,
111:06,117[A  ]| Thou to$4$ the Turk, wouldst run away from Rome,
111:06,118[A  ]| And Sing his Holy Expedition against Christendom.
111:06,119[A  ]| But, to$9$ conclude, blush with a lasting Red,
111:06,120[A  ]| (If thou art not moved with what is already said)
111:06,121[A  ]| To$9$ see thy Boars, Bears, Buzzards, Wolves and Owls,
111:06,122[A  ]| And all thy other Beasts, and other Fowls,
111:06,123[A  ]| Routed by$4$ two poor Mice: (Unequal fight)
111:06,124[A  ]| But easy it is to$9$ Conquer in$4$ the Right.
111:06,125[A  ]| See there a Youth (a shame to$4$ thy grey hairs)
111:06,126[A  ]| Make a mere Dunce of all thy threescore years.
111:06,127[A  ]| What in$4$ that$6#2$ Tedious Poem hast thou done,
111:06,128[A  ]| But crammed all Aesop's Fables into one.
111:06,129[A  ]| But why do I the precious minutes spend
111:06,130[A  ]| On$4$ him, that$6#1$ would much rather hang, than mend.
111:06,131[A  ]| No$7$, Wretch, continue still just as thou art,
111:06,132[A  ]| Thou art now in$4$ this last Scene, that$6#1$ Crowns thy Part;
111:06,133[A  ]| To$9$ purchase Favour, veer with every Gale,
111:06,134[A  ]| And, against Interest, never cease to$9$ rail;
111:06,135[A  ]| Though thou art the only proof how Interest can prevail.
112:02,000['  ]| <Gould, Robert: The Works (1709)>
112:02,000['  ]| <VOLUME the SECOND. (SATYRS).>
112:02,000['  ]| <A SATYR AGAINST MAN.>
112:02,000['  ]| <TO The Right Honourable CHARLES, Earl of Dorset and Middlesex, &c.>
112:02,000['  ]| <The Second Part.>
112:02,001[A  ]| Having thus far of Man in$4$ General Penned
112:02,002[A  ]| We will$1$ now to$4$ some Particulars descend;
112:02,003[A  ]| To$4$ things wherein he most himself does prize;
112:02,004[A  ]| His Wit, and Learning, Stripped of their Disguise,
112:02,005[A  ]| And see if those will$1$ yet confirm him Wise.
112:02,006[A  ]| Whoever the Top of Infamy would gain
112:02,007[A  ]| Must be a Wit ~~ perverted at the Brain:
112:02,008[A  ]| But that$3$ we may the Monster undisguise
112:02,009[A  ]| We will$1$ first, (as in$4$ the Scale of Truth it lies,)
112:02,010[A  ]| Lay open what a Modern Wit implies.
112:02,011[A  ]| An Impious Wretch that$6#1$ Scripture ridicules,
112:02,012[A  ]| And thinks the Men that$6#1$ dare not do it, Fools.
112:02,013[A  ]| A Lustful Goat! who$6#1$ to$9$ be fully known
112:02,014[A  ]| For$4$ what he is, does pick and cull the Town
112:02,015[A  ]| For$4$ Maids and Wives ~~ first having Poxed his Own.
112:02,016[A  ]| If Liberal, it is only in$4$ his Wine;
112:02,017[A  ]| So$3$ that$3$ his Bounty's Chance, and not Design.
112:02,018[A  ]| His Manors he does make the Attorneys' Care,
112:02,019[A  ]| To$9$ Rack the Tenant and to$9$ Rob the Heir;
112:02,020[A  ]| And in$4$ the Course of Years, to$9$ make two Thirds their Share.
112:02,021[A  ]| Fond of bad Notions, which$6#1$ he oft will$1$ strain
112:02,022[A  ]| With such an Impious Subtlety of Brain,
112:02,023[A  ]| The Thread at last his Reasoning does produce
112:02,024[A  ]| Is spun so$5#1$ Ill, it is of no$2$ Human Use;
112:02,025[A  ]| But Intricately crossed with Lines and Snares
112:02,026[A  ]| To$9$ Ruin Souls; as Spiders, Flies with Theirs.
112:02,027[A  ]| In$4$ Scoffs upon$4$ Religion seldom dull;
112:02,028[A  ]| Forgetting Sense depraved but makes the greater Fool.
112:02,029[A  ]| His Faith does with the Turkish Creed comply,
112:02,030[A  ]| Which$6#1$ owns a God, but lays a Saviour by$5$;
112:02,031[A  ]| So$3$ following Arrius, who$6#1$ the Dance began,
112:02,032[A  ]| He makes the Great Redeemer less than Man.
112:02,033[A  ]| But that$3$ we may his Character comprise
112:02,034[A  ]| In$4$ a few Words, his Talent chiefly lies
112:02,035[A  ]| In$4$ crying down the Christian Mysteries:
112:02,036[A  ]| With Him the Passion is but a Tale of Course,
112:02,037[A  ]| The Trinity a Contradiction Worse;
112:02,038[A  ]| The Incarnate God the Cobweb of the Schools,
112:02,039[A  ]| And rising from the Dead the Dream of Fools:
112:02,040[A  ]| This is the Wit that$6#1$ makes our Gentry Mad;
112:02,041[A  ]| And there is a Bastard Sort almost as bad,
112:02,042[A  ]| Which$6#1$ in$4$ the Meaner Rout itself displays,
112:02,043[A  ]| And does exert its Power a Thousand various ways.
112:02,044[A  ]| In$4$ Fools it is the finding Fault with Sense,
112:02,045[A  ]| In$4$ Courtiers Craft, in$4$ Lawyers Impudence;
112:02,046[A  ]| In$4$ Beaus it is to$9$ Dress, to$9$ Patch and Paint,
112:02,047[A  ]| In$4$ Porters Bawdry, and in$4$ Misers Want;
112:02,048[A  ]| In$4$ Poets Flattery, in$4$ the Clergy Pride,
112:02,049[A  ]| In$4$ Schismatics it is an unerring Guide,
112:02,050[A  ]| And Rapine, Spite, Revenge, in$4$ all Mankind beside.
112:02,051[A  ]| When all the while the thing itself is no$2$ more
112:02,052[A  ]| Than a true turn of Thought, not heard before;
112:02,053[A  ]| A Flash of Sense that$6#1$ darts into the Mind,
112:02,054[A  ]| Like$4$ Starling weighty, yet like$4$ that$6#2$ refined,
112:02,055[A  ]| Good Language, Breeding, Virtue, all in$4$ one Expression joined.
112:02,056[A  ]| These three away, whatever Fools profess,
112:02,057[A  ]| It is no$2$ longer Wit, but Wickedness.
112:02,058[A  ]| Thus chew these Men on$4$ Husks instead of Fruit;
112:02,059[A  ]| And though of Reason, Reason they dispute,
112:02,060[A  ]| They yet let Instinct better guide the Brute.
112:02,061[A  ]| His Learning it will$1$ be needless to$9$ expose,
112:02,062[A  ]| As having little Credit there to$9$ lose;
112:02,063[A  ]| And then, the more his Boast the less he knows.
112:02,064[A  ]| The Face of Heaven with Constellations, Signs,
112:02,065[A  ]| Ecliptic, and a thousand various Lines
112:02,066[A  ]| He Scribbles over, and to$4$ the Stars does give
112:02,067[A  ]| A Power by$4$ which$6#1$ we either Die, or Live:
112:02,068[A  ]| But if so$5#1$ vast an Influence they instil
112:02,069[A  ]| As to$9$ be found Superior to$4$ the Will$0$,
112:02,070[A  ]| We can ourselves be neither Good or Ill:
112:02,071[A  ]| And what Absurdities arise from thence
112:02,072[A  ]| A Child may tell without the help of Sense.
112:02,073[A  ]| Nor less does the Predicting Coxcomb call
112:02,074[A  ]| From Man Contempt; and from the Satire, Gall;
112:02,075[A  ]| Who$6#1$ Insolently in$4$ those Leaves would look
112:02,076[A  ]| Where only God does write, and Fate itself is the Book:
112:02,077[A  ]| It is He! the Almighty! and it is only He
112:02,078[A  ]| Has Eyes that$6#1$ pierce into Futurity.
112:02,079[A  ]| And yet our Nostradamuses presume
112:02,080[A  ]| With Senseless Schemes to$9$ tell of Things to$9$ come;
112:02,081[A  ]| When their vain Art there is nothing represents
112:02,082[A  ]| So$5#1$ near, as Madmen guessing at Events.
112:02,083[A  ]| Though every Year convinced of Judging wrong,
112:02,084[A  ]| Yet with a frontless Look, and lying Tongue
112:02,085[A  ]| They still go on$5$, and from the harmless Stars
112:02,086[A  ]| Fetch Claps and Famine, Duels, Debts and Wars.
112:02,087[A  ]| Others their Time in$4$ Elegance employ,
112:02,088[A  ]| The Choice of Words and Phrase their only Joy;
112:02,089[A  ]| Some they Improve, and others Introduce,
112:02,090[A  ]| And both, perhaps, a while remain in$4$ Use;
112:02,091[A  ]| Till Time, that$6#1$ does all Human Change complete,
112:02,092[A  ]| Takes in$4$ more New, and makes them Obsolete.
112:02,093[A  ]| Chaucer but in$4$ his Matter lives alone,
112:02,094[A  ]| The Sweetness of his Matchless Style is gone.
112:02,095[A  ]| Thus, thoughtless of the Future on$5$ they Post
112:02,096[A  ]| And ply the Critic till the Christian is lost.
112:02,097[A  ]| Nor less in$4$ History does his Judgment err
112:02,098[A  ]| Perverting Fact, that$6#1$ Truth would render Clear.
112:02,099[A  ]| Whatever from him else his Reader draws
112:02,100[A  ]| He finds; at least He is Faithful to$4$ his Cause:
112:02,101[A  ]| How many Hireling Pens does Lewis fee
112:02,102[A  ]| To$9$ cheat and Misinform Posterity!
112:02,103[A  ]| A true Impartial Author who$6#1$ can Name
112:02,104[A  ]| Since Greatness has with Pensions trucked for$4$ Fame?
112:02,105[A  ]| How many are there at this Instant known,
112:02,106[A  ]| That$6#1$ will$1$ to$4$ Future Times be Heroes shown,
112:02,107[A  ]| Yet are but Sots and Villains in$4$ their own?
112:02,108[A  ]| Or grant he Philosophically spends
112:02,109[A  ]| His Time, and Nature faithfully attends;
112:02,110[A  ]| Nature! whose wily Labyrinth never Ends.
112:02,111[A  ]| Or be it Physic that$6#1$ employs his Days,
112:02,112[A  ]| Or Metaphysic's yet more wandering Maze;
112:02,113[A  ]| Or should he on$5$ to$4$ Alchemy aspire,
112:02,114[A  ]| And all the Transmutations wrought by$4$ Fire,
112:02,115[A  ]| The Satisfaction can be yet but dry;
112:02,116[A  ]| One Point obtained another is in$4$ his Eye;
112:02,117[A  ]| Another after that$6#2$; another still
112:02,118[A  ]| Succeeds, to$9$ tease and baffle Human Skill.
112:02,119[A  ]| To$4$ Numbers an Infinity we give,
112:02,120[A  ]| But should we for$4$ no$2$ other Purpose live
112:02,121[A  ]| But to$9$ count on$5$, and waste our Little Span
112:02,122[A  ]| In$4$ Searches Unattainable by$4$ Man,
112:02,123[A  ]| Whatever Doctrine is current in$4$ the Schools,
112:02,124[A  ]| It would still appear we lived and died like$4$ Fools.
112:02,125[A  ]| Thus though of Reason daily we dispute,
112:02,126[A  ]| We yet let Instinct better Guide the Brute.
112:02,127[A  ]| But Him that$6#1$ positively Fool we call
112:02,128[A  ]| Is He that$6#1$ reads, chained with them to$4$ the Stall,
112:02,129[A  ]| All Authors, and is for$4$ digesting all;
112:02,130[A  ]| When Life itself is not able to$9$ attain
112:02,131[A  ]| Any one Part of any Science plain.
112:02,132[A  ]| Of Universal Scholar much we hear,
112:02,133[A  ]| But it is a Sound so$5#1$ shocking to$4$ the Ear,
112:02,134[A  ]| The Men of Judgment humbler with their Lot,
112:02,135[A  ]| Retort more truly ~~ Universal Sot!
112:02,136[A  ]| When in$4$ his Study, where that$6#2$ Term he gains,
112:02,137[A  ]| How does he work his Thought, and froth his Brains,
112:02,138[A  ]| His Leisure Squander, and his Spirits waste,
112:02,139[A  ]| To$9$ bring out some Abortive Cub at last ~~
112:02,140[A  ]| Or if, by$4$ Chance, it does with Life escape,
112:02,141[A  ]| Whole Years are spent in$4$ licking it to$4$ Shape:
112:02,142[A  ]| Though after all, perhaps, its utmost Date
112:02,143[A  ]| Is one Edition, and it yields to$4$ Fate.
112:02,144[A  ]| But Nothing can in$4$ Nature better paint
112:02,145[A  ]| This Poring Scholar, or this Dreaming Saint,
112:02,146[A  ]| Than when we see his Servant, wild in$4$ Looks,
112:02,147[A  ]| With a large Fox-Tail dusting of his Books;
112:02,148[A  ]| His Face is soiled; and as his Work he plies
112:02,149[A  ]| The more the Feathers, filth, and Atoms rise,
112:02,150[A  ]| Till he is at last deprived even of the Use of Eyes.
112:02,151[A  ]| Just so$5#2$ his Master (as the Man has been
112:02,152[A  ]| Without) is served for$4$ raising Dust within:
112:02,153[A  ]| A Thousand Tenets madly he will$1$ maintain,
112:02,154[A  ]| A Thousand more are whirling in$4$ his Brain:
112:02,155[A  ]| From Shelf to$4$ Shelf the Bandied Books are thrown;
112:02,156[A  ]| Confronting still their Notions with his own,
112:02,157[A  ]| Till losing in$4$ a Mist all inward Light,
112:02,158[A  ]| His Senses clog just like$4$ Servant's Sight.
112:02,159[A  ]| In$4$ short and let him be examined through
112:02,160[A  ]| His Ancient Authors, and with them his New;
112:02,161[A  ]| In$4$ all that$6#1$ he has Common-Placed, for$4$ Use,
112:02,162[A  ]| Advantage, Pride, Instruction, or Abuse;
112:02,163[A  ]| And see if, after all his Life he Squares
112:02,164[A  ]| Much better than your Vulgar Blockheads, theirs.
112:02,165[A  ]| He talks, perhaps, more freely off at Hand,
112:02,166[A  ]| But in$4$ such Jargon few can understand,
112:02,167[A  ]| A barbarous Mixture, took from every Tongue,
112:02,168[A  ]| To$9$ make up$5$ one Ridiculously wrong;
112:02,169[A  ]| A Patched and Pie-bald Idiom, rent and torn,
112:02,170[A  ]| The Pedant's Glory, but the Poet's Scorn.
112:02,171[A  ]| Beside, what is it from his Learning Springs
112:02,172[A  ]| That$6#1$ mends his Management in$4$ Moral Things?
112:02,173[A  ]| Can he than others more of Truth maintain?
112:02,174[A  ]| Has he his Passions faster in$4$ the Rein?
112:02,175[A  ]| Or is he less a Slave to$4$ sordid Gain?
112:02,176[A  ]| Is he to$4$ Temperance known a faster Friend?
112:02,177[A  ]| Or less Resolved for$4$ Trifles to$9$ contend?
112:02,178[A  ]| Is he (at once) to$4$ Virtue more Inclined?
112:02,179[A  ]| Or does he follow less the fatal Kind?
112:02,180[A  ]| But that$3$ we may in$4$ Little all comprise; ~~
112:02,181[A  ]| Were he ten Lives allowed the Use of Eyes
112:02,182[A  ]| He would read, and read, ~~ but never yet be Wise;
112:02,183[A  ]| Nay rather far (bred up$5$ in$4$ Hobs's School,
112:02,184[A  ]| Would prove at last, by$4$ Section and by$4$ Rule,
112:02,185[A  ]| An Atheist ~~ that$6#2$ Complete and finished Fool!
112:02,186[A  ]| Thus though of Reason daily he will$1$ dispute,
112:02,187[A  ]| He yet lets Instinct better guide the Brute.
112:02,188[A  ]| But here you will$1$ say, misled by$4$ Human Pride,
112:02,189[A  ]| What? must all Learning then be laid aside?
112:02,190[A  ]| Yes all I say that$6#1$ leads into Abuse,
112:02,191[A  ]| For$3$ Prejudice and Spite have no$2$ Excuse; ~~
112:02,192[A  ]| But not that$6#2$ sort which$6#1$ is of Heavenly Use.
112:02,193[A  ]| Such as to$9$ search the Scriptures, and from thence
112:02,194[A  ]| To$9$ build our Hope on$4$ God's Omnipotence;
112:02,195[A  ]| That$6#2$ God which$6#1$ to$4$ our Dust did Being give,
112:02,196[A  ]| And turned to$4$ Dust again, again shall make it live:
112:02,197[A  ]| Why should the Resurrection cause Debate
112:02,198[A  ]| When to$9$ Restore is less than to$9$ Create?
112:02,199[A  ]| To$8$ own his Son, the Great Messiah, sent
112:02,200[A  ]| Our everlasting Ruin to$9$ prevent
112:02,201[A  ]| And by$4$ this easy Method ~~ only to$9$ Repent.
112:02,202[A  ]| This is the Learning we should all pursue,
112:02,203[A  ]| Nor only Learning ~~ it is WISDOM too!
112:02,204[A  ]| But for$4$ that$6#2$ Wisdom which$6#1$ we Worldly call,
112:02,205[A  ]| It is Fraud, Pretence, Design, and Treachery all;
112:02,206[A  ]| While following Lust, or Gain, we are in$4$ a Maze
112:02,207[A  ]| Of Errors whirled a thousand different ways:
112:02,208[A  ]| These in$4$ the Chase of War believe it lies,
112:02,209[A  ]| That$6#1$ thinks it is only found in$4$ Ladies' Eyes;
112:02,210[A  ]| This at the Bar the Empty Glare pursues,
112:02,211[A  ]| While Sots in$4$ Taverns think it is Wine and News:
112:02,212[A  ]| Some in$4$ the Court, which$6#1$ nothing else employs:
112:02,213[A  ]| Would have it to$9$ consist in$4$ Dress and Noise,
112:02,214[A  ]| In$4$ lies, Grimace, and thinking all Disgrace
112:02,215[A  ]| Beneath a Blockhead of Illustrious Race.
112:02,216[A  ]| Others believe this Wisdom to$9$ pursue,
112:02,217[A  ]| Their being singly Wicked will$1$ not do,
112:02,218[A  ]| So$3$ Goad on$5$ others to$4$ Damnation too.
112:02,219[A  ]| Advice, Example, nay Rewards are used
112:02,220[A  ]| And Bribes for$4$ Sin are seldom known refused.
112:02,221[A  ]| In$4$ vain the Prince of Hell his Envoys sends
112:02,222[A  ]| We do his Work much faster than his Fiends.
112:02,223[A  ]| Thus though of Reason, Reason we dispute,
112:02,224[A  ]| We yet let Instinct better guide the Brute.
112:02,225[A  ]| But here the Objector does again oppose ~~
112:02,226[A  ]| In$4$ vain her Spleen your Wrested Satire shows;
112:02,227[A  ]| For$3$ Man as much he sees, so$5#1$ much he knows:
112:02,228[A  ]| What if some few to$4$ Scepticism fall?
112:02,229[A  ]| We for$4$ their Errors must not strike at all.
112:02,230[A  ]| As high as Heaven his lofty Search he bends,
112:02,231[A  ]| Then down to$4$ Lowest Hell the Line extends,
112:02,232[A  ]| And his pursuit of Knowledge never ends.
112:02,233[A  ]| Into his Mind he vast Ideas takes,
112:02,234[A  ]| And through all Arts as vast a Progress makes;
112:02,235[A  ]| His reach of Thought and Intellectuals fit
112:02,236[A  ]| For$4$ all Attempts of Wisdom and of Wit.
112:02,237[A  ]| Such FACULTIES would Heaven to$4$ Man produce
112:02,238[A  ]| And then Maliciously forbid their USE?
112:02,239[A  ]| Look all around; be FLEETS or TOWNS the Scene,
112:02,240[A  ]| Or Stately Fabrics, or some vast Machine,
112:02,241[A  ]| In$4$ all his Noble Works his Ample Soul is seen.
112:02,242[A  ]| What a hard Task has he that$6#1$ would convince
112:02,243[A  ]| A Fool he is deficient in$4$ his Sense?
112:02,244[A  ]| All sorts of Knowledge, properly of use,
112:02,245[A  ]| Deserve our Praise, and plead their own Excuse.
112:02,246[A  ]| But for$4$ his Navies and their fatal Sound,
112:02,247[A  ]| If we examine Christendom around,
112:02,248[A  ]| The Land does scarce secure so$5#1$ much as they confound.
112:02,249[A  ]| Then for$4$ his Cities who$6#2$ did ever rear
112:02,250[A  ]| So$5#1$ much as One without all Vices there?
112:02,251[A  ]| Better if yet we wild in$4$ Woods did roam.
112:02,252[A  ]| Made some cool Shades, or silent Cave our home,
112:02,253[A  ]| Than growing by$4$ Society refined
112:02,254[A  ]| Disgrace, Burlesque, and Ridicule our Kind.
112:02,255[A  ]| As for$4$ the Spacious Fabric that$6#1$ employs
112:02,256[A  ]| So$5#1$ many Men, ~~ this Builds and that$6#2$ Enjoys.
112:02,257[A  ]| It is matter still of Fact, nor needs Dispute,
112:02,258[A  ]| Who$6#1$ Labours most does least enjoy the Fruit,
112:02,259[A  ]| A Curse that$6#1$ God does justly on$4$ us throw
112:02,260[A  ]| For$4$ fixing all our Hope on$4$ Things below.
112:02,261[A  ]| As for$4$ his Science in$4$ its Noblest Flight,
112:02,262[A  ]| We have already weighed, and found it Light.
112:02,263[A  ]| Then for$4$ his Mind, Capacious though it be,
112:02,264[A  ]| It is all a Desert wanting Piety.
112:02,265[A  ]| And last of all, what with his Boasted Eye
112:02,266[A  ]| Can he inform us of the Worlds on$4$ high,
112:02,267[A  ]| On$4$ which$6#1$ we may with certainty rely?
112:02,268[A  ]| What is it that$6#1$ supplies the Sun with Flame,
112:02,269[A  ]| Which$6#1$, still exhausting still remains the same?
112:02,270[A  ]| How did the Seeds of Things at first disperse?
112:02,271[A  ]| And ~~ LET IT BE ~~ Create an Universe?
112:02,272[A  ]| Or if this seem too high, what does he know
112:02,273[A  ]| Of Nature in$4$ her Numerous Forms below?
112:02,274[A  ]| Whoever gave of all that$6#1$ yet have been,
112:02,275[A  ]| A true Solution but ~~ why Grass is Green?
112:02,276[A  ]| What Glorious Pencil does the Colours lay
112:02,277[A  ]| When Beauteous Flora breathes her Sweets on$4$ May?
112:02,278[A  ]| Then for$4$ himself ~~ how Soul and Body is joined,
112:02,279[A  ]| This limited, and the other unconfined,
112:02,280[A  ]| Is an Enigma Man could never unbind.
112:02,281[A  ]| What secret Cavern, most divinely wrought,
112:02,282[A  ]| Contains the unbounded Images of Thought?
112:02,283[A  ]| Where does the Immortal Mind in$4$ Sleep retire?
112:02,284[A  ]| Whence has the Eye its Sight, and Life its Fire?
112:02,285[A  ]| How do the several Senses inward roll,
112:02,286[A  ]| And find their wondrous Passage to$4$ the Soul?
112:02,287[A  ]| If Ignorant then of these, and everything
112:02,288[A  ]| Almost beside, whence can the boldness Spring,
112:02,289[A  ]| That$6#1$, with Conceptions Finite, he would stretch
112:02,290[A  ]| Where but Infinity, itself can Reach?
112:02,291[A  ]| And Measure by$4$ vain Notions, here Imbibed,
112:02,292[A  ]| The Immeasurable! God uncircumscribed!
112:02,293[A  ]| Eternity, and so$5#2$ Omnipotence,
112:02,294[A  ]| Are things Inscrutable to$4$ Human Sense.
112:02,295[A  ]| The only surest thing that$6#1$ here we know,
112:02,296[A  ]| Is that$3$ we were not once in$4$ such a State as now;
112:02,297[A  ]| And that$3$ we are not now what we shall be
112:02,298[A  ]| Hereafter ~~ Launched into Eternity:
112:02,299[A  ]| Enough alone to$9$ make the boldest here
112:02,300[A  ]| Believe Salvation worth his strictest Care.
112:02,301[A  ]| But against Natural Light we close our Eyes,
112:02,302[A  ]| Then greatest Fools, when most we think we are wise.
112:02,303[A  ]| Thus though of Reason, Reason we dispute,
112:02,304[A  ]| We yet let Instinct better Guide the Brute.
112:02,305[A  ]| But then (to$4$ such Perverse Extremes we go)
112:02,306[A  ]| As these would know all things, so$3$ some will$1$ nothing know.
112:02,307[A  ]| Why should vain Man, they cry, the Greatest Beast,
112:02,308[A  ]| Believe his Essence nobler than the rest?
112:02,309[A  ]| What though, he high as Heaven erect can view?
112:02,310[A  ]| So$5#2$, when he Pleases can a Monkey too;
112:02,311[A  ]| That$6#2$ Animal, whom, if we nicely scan;
112:02,312[A  ]| Has most of Brute as nearest Copying Man.
112:02,313[A  ]| Search all the Savage Kind both Bulls and Bears,
112:02,314[A  ]| And find me one perplexed with future Fears.
112:02,315[A  ]| If in$4$ some things (though it is but oft Pretence)
112:02,316[A  ]| We have the Advantage, Clothing and Defence,
112:02,317[A  ]| They yet exceed Mankind in$4$ every Sense:
112:02,318[A  ]| This Common Fate, at least, to$4$ both is known,
112:02,319[A  ]| We Propagate our Species and are gone:
112:02,320[A  ]| Alike by$4$ Nature formed; and it is as true
112:02,321[A  ]| We ought, with them, to$9$ live by$4$ Nature too:
112:02,322[A  ]| The Faculties we have she bids us use,
112:02,323[A  ]| And not Obeying, we her Laws abuse.
112:02,324[A  ]| In$4$ short, we nothing more than Brutes can tell
112:02,325[A  ]| Either of doing Ill, or doing Well;
112:02,326[A  ]| Nor shall hereafter (as it will$1$ then appear)
112:02,327[A  ]| No$2$ more than they be blamed for$4$ ought committed here:
112:02,328[A  ]| The Whips, the Furies, and Eternal Flames
112:02,329[A  ]| Have all their Substance merely in$4$ their Names.
112:02,330[A  ]| It were most absurd to$9$ think the Almighty heeds
112:02,331[A  ]| Our Idle, Thoughtless, Casual, Senseless Deeds.
112:02,332[A  ]| Why should he with such Rage our Race pursue
112:02,333[A  ]| Who$6#1$ do but what we can not choose to$9$ do?
112:02,334[A  ]| Suppose a Man that$6#1$ never saw the Light,
112:02,335[A  ]| But from his Birth has lain Immersed in$4$ Night,
112:02,336[A  ]| It were hard to$9$ damn him for$4$ the want of Sight.
112:02,337[A  ]| Even so$5#2$, while living in$4$ this Mortal State,
112:02,338[A  ]| Our Minds are darkened in$4$ a Mist of Fate:
112:02,339[A  ]| Through a false Medium all we see is shown,
112:02,340[A  ]| And we know nothing as it should be known.
112:02,341[A  ]| Why then should Heaven so$5#1$ hard a Law display,
112:02,342[A  ]| To$9$ dim our Sight and bid us find the Way?
112:02,343[A  ]| If above Ignorance Man could never rise,
112:02,344[A  ]| It is senseless to$9$ Command him to$9$ be Wise;
112:02,345[A  ]| And if by$4$ Nature he is, to$4$ Errors prone,
112:02,346[A  ]| Can a Good God expect him to$9$ have none?
112:02,347[A  ]| You will$1$ say perhaps (of all Mistakes the Chief)
112:02,348[A  ]| All this is evened in$4$ a Right Belief;
112:02,349[A  ]| That$6#2$ Sanctuary, where You always run
112:02,350[A  ]| For$4$ Refuge when your Arguments are done:
112:02,351[A  ]| Forgetting quite who$6#1$ Nothing does believe,
112:02,352[A  ]| By$4$ Consequences, there is Nothing can deceive.
112:02,353[A  ]| The Hell, (so$5#1$ much the fright of Vulgar Elves,)
112:02,354[A  ]| Is made by$4$ Coxcombs only for$4$ themselves.
112:02,355[A  ]| How can poor Man, that$6#2$ Creature of a Day,
112:02,356[A  ]| Frailty throughout, and moulded from the Clay,
112:02,357[A  ]| In$4$ a short Life (however vainly spent)
112:02,358[A  ]| Be guilty of Eternal Punishment?
112:02,359[A  ]| Such Notions we should, one and all, distrust,
112:02,360[A  ]| That$6#1$ Stifle Truth, and call a GOD unjust.
112:02,361[A  ]| Hold! hold I cry; ~~ and poise the Balance even,
112:02,362[A  ]| As at the first it seems designed by$4$ Heaven.
112:02,363[A  ]| Our Knowledge we must Limited confess,
112:02,364[A  ]| And by$4$ abusing it we make it less:
112:02,365[A  ]| But should we know as much as Angels do
112:02,366[A  ]| Of Truth, and see by$4$ a Celestial View;
112:02,367[A  ]| Were every Mystery naked to$4$ us shown,
112:02,368[A  ]| As to$4$ the Blest they will$1$ be Hereafter known,
112:02,369[A  ]| What Trial were there (thus of means bereft
112:02,370[A  ]| To$9$ exercise it) for$4$ Obedience left?
112:02,371[A  ]| Unless it were proved that$3$ willingly we stood,
112:02,372[A  ]| How could we hope Rewards for$4$ being Good?
112:02,373[A  ]| To$4$ every Man of Common Sense it is shown,
112:02,374[A  ]| Necessitated Virtue can be none:
112:02,375[A  ]| How can we call him Temperate, Chaste and Just,
112:02,376[A  ]| Who$6#1$ does not what he Would but what he Must?
112:02,377[A  ]| The Angels that$6#1$ Elapsed have made it plain
112:02,378[A  ]| That$3$ they, and those whose Purity remain,
112:02,379[A  ]| Like$4$ us, a State of some Probation passed,
112:02,380[A  ]| Before these were Justified, and those were Cast.
112:02,381[A  ]| Without some Care the Wisest could not live
112:02,382[A  ]| To$4$ Skill in$4$ Arts with Labour we arrive;
112:02,383[A  ]| And shall he save his Soul that$6#1$ will$1$ not Strive?
112:02,384[A  ]| Your Notions then we rather should distrust,
112:02,385[A  ]| Perverting Truth, and calling God unjust.
112:02,386[A  ]| In$4$ vain (for$3$ who$6#2$ can rob the Mind of Light?)
112:02,387[A  ]| You would throw a Mist of Fate before our Sight;
112:02,388[A  ]| In$4$ vain You take, enamoured of the Kin,
112:02,389[A  ]| To$9$ back your Cause, the Ape your Brother in$5$;
112:02,390[A  ]| There is something in$4$ us that$6#1$ Assent requires
112:02,391[A  ]| To$4$ Heavenly Things, there fixes and admires,
112:02,392[A  ]| And thither, like$4$ a Flame, by$4$ Native force aspires:
112:02,393[A  ]| No$2$ Bounds it keeps, but, scorning all control,
112:02,394[A  ]| Asserts a Future State, and half reveals the Soul!
112:02,395[A  ]| To$9$ say we Nothing know then, as the first
112:02,396[A  ]| Of all your Arguments, is next the worst:
112:02,397[A  ]| Because, (as it were the Porter made to$4$ Sin,)
112:02,398[A  ]| It is that$6#2$ which$6#1$ lets all other Vices in$5$:
112:02,399[A  ]| For$3$ were that$6#2$ Notion Settled once as true,
112:02,400[A  ]| There is Nothing but we Lawfully might do:
112:02,401[A  ]| But of all Errors ever broached beside,
112:02,402[A  ]| There is not one so$5#1$ Evidently wide.
112:02,403[A  ]| Who$6#2$ knows not? (though with Vices, we confess,
112:02,404[A  ]| Too oft we sink into a Brutal Dress;)
112:02,405[A  ]| But yet who$6#2$ knows not, (though he know the least
112:02,406[A  ]| Of all Men,) that$3$ he is Nobler than a Beast?
112:02,407[A  ]| His Look, Demeanour, Speech and Form declare
112:02,408[A  ]| That$3$ Man was most the Wise Creator's Care.
112:02,409[A  ]| The Brute has Being, and it will$1$ Perish whole;
112:02,410[A  ]| But it was to$4$ Man in$4$ whom He breathed a Soul.
112:02,411[A  ]| The Labouring Ox, sufficed with Nature's Store,
112:02,412[A  ]| Declines his Abject Head, and seeks no$2$ more;
112:02,413[A  ]| Not so$5#1$ contented, Man erects his Eye,
112:02,414[A  ]| And forward shoots at Immortality:
112:02,415[A  ]| It is true, the common Fate he shares, and dies;
112:02,416[A  ]| But has the Brute, like$4$ Him a Hope to$9$ rise,
112:02,417[A  ]| And, leaving Earth below, with Angels tread the Skies?
112:02,418[A  ]| Who$6#2$ knows not, when he does the Horse survey
112:02,419[A  ]| He is to$9$ Command, and the other to$9$ obey?
112:02,420[A  ]| For$4$ Contemplation, Man, and Converse fit,
112:02,421[A  ]| And they their strength to$9$ humble to$4$ his Wit.
112:02,422[A  ]| Who$6#2$ knows not, that$3$ there is Nothing can efface
112:02,423[A  ]| The Impressions God does in$4$ the Conscience place?
112:02,424[A  ]| There evident they stand, and brightly shine,
112:02,425[A  ]| When daring Men to$4$ Impious Paths incline;
112:02,426[A  ]| That$3$ by$4$ their Powerful Calls and constant use,
112:02,427[A  ]| Impenitence may be without Excuse.
112:02,428[A  ]| These Notions then we one and all should Trust
112:02,429[A  ]| Asserting Truth, and proving God is Just.
112:02,430[A  ]| Then (though the Objector does so$5#1$ dimly see)
112:02,431[A  ]| All Men beside must readily agree
112:02,432[A  ]| Who$6#1$ Nothing does believe can Nothing be.
112:02,433[A  ]| A thousand Things there are (and so$5#2$ designed)
112:02,434[A  ]| That$6#1$ can be Objects only of the Mind.
112:02,435[A  ]| If on$4$ our Beings we reflect with Care,
112:02,436[A  ]| What but a God could make us what we are?
112:02,437[A  ]| Yet since from Demonstration not Received,
112:02,438[A  ]| It can not so$5#2$ be known ~~ but must be so$5#2$ Believed.
112:02,439[A  ]| We must Believe it is an Almighty Hand
112:02,440[A  ]| That$6#1$ does the rolling Spheres, and Starry Host Command;
112:02,441[A  ]| All Times he sees, and does all Places fill,
112:02,442[A  ]| And when his Thunder speaks, the Trembling World is still:
112:02,443[A  ]| The vast Extended Heavens his Power declare,
112:02,444[A  ]| And downward look, his Works Assert Him there:
112:02,445[A  ]| Within, we feel Him press us to$9$ Repent;
112:02,446[A  ]| And He is in$4$ Hell even in$4$ his Punishment:
112:02,447[A  ]| Nay if his Word, which$6#1$ You oppose, is true,
112:02,448[A  ]| That$6#2$ Punishment will$1$ be Eternal too.
112:02,449[A  ]| For$3$ though the Criminal but Finite be,
112:02,450[A  ]| He yet offends against Infinity;
112:02,451[A  ]| Who$6#1$, therefore, weighing Anger by$4$ Offence,
112:02,452[A  ]| Proportions Justice to$4$ Omnipotence.
112:02,453[A  ]| But since Repentance, as it is our own,
112:02,454[A  ]| Could not Offences Infinite atone,
112:02,455[A  ]| For$4$ Ruined Man the Son Devotes his Head,
112:02,456[A  ]| Transferred the Guilt and suffered in$4$ our stead!
112:02,457[A  ]| There it was that$3$ Adam's FALL was Counter-weighed,
112:02,458[A  ]| On$4$ his own self the Countless Debt he laid;
112:02,459[A  ]| So$3$ Infinite by$4$ Infinite was Paid.
112:02,460[A  ]| Not that$3$ hereby we should presume the least
112:02,461[A  ]| Without our own Endeavours to$9$ be Blest:
112:02,462[A  ]| In$4$ mere Belief but half of CHRIST we view,
112:02,463[A  ]| Our every Action there should Centre too:
112:02,464[A  ]| In$4$ vain that$6#2$ Faith which$6#1$ does his God-head own,
112:02,465[A  ]| But of his Precepts will$1$ not Practise one.
112:02,466[A  ]| Our Notions, thus, are far above distrust,
112:02,467[A  ]| Asserting Truth and proving God is Just.
112:02,468[A  ]| Who$6#2$ is it knows not, that$3$ the Scriptures View,
112:02,469[A  ]| The Harmony between the Old and New?
112:02,470[A  ]| So$5#1$ much the Last upon$4$ the First depends,
112:02,471[A  ]| So$5#1$ much the Last the Former Recommends,
112:02,472[A  ]| The force of Each without its Voucher ends.
112:02,473[A  ]| Who$6#2$ sees not there a Gracious Saviour stand,
112:02,474[A  ]| Kindly Inviting whom He might Command?
112:02,475[A  ]| Though prone to$4$ Lapses, there he keeps in$4$ view
112:02,476[A  ]| To$9$ trim our Lamps, and wasted Grace renew.
112:02,477[A  ]| To$4$ the most mean Capacity He has shown,
112:02,478[A  ]| And Ignorance now can be a Plea for$4$ None.
112:02,479[A  ]| His Precepts (writ that$3$ all may learn) contain
112:02,480[A  ]| Our Duty easy, full, and clear, and plain:
112:02,481[A  ]| His Precepts! all so$5#1$ Powerful and Divine,
112:02,482[A  ]| Conviction rises fresh from every Line!
112:02,483[A  ]| And reading there we must determined be,
112:02,484[A  ]| For$3$ all is Excess of Love! and Endless Sanctity!
112:02,485[A  ]| Last, as he freely suffered for$4$ our sakes,
112:02,486[A  ]| So$3$ now in$4$ Heaven He Intercession makes
112:02,487[A  ]| For$4$ all his Saints, of what Degree soever;
112:02,488[A  ]| Who$6#1$ Imitating his Example here,
112:02,489[A  ]| Will$1$ Reign with him, at last, in$4$ Endless Glory there!
112:02,490[A  ]| Let then the Eternal Word be all our Trust,
112:02,491[A  ]| Asserting Truth, and proving God is Just.
112:02,492[A  ]| Here breaks the Dawn of Everlasting Day!
112:02,493[A  ]| Here Mercy does itself at full display!
112:02,494[A  ]| It is here! and it is forever now to$9$ Stay!
112:02,495[A  ]| The Happy News Revealed Religion brings
112:02,496[A  ]| Angels Rejoice at, and all Nature Sings!
112:02,497[A  ]| O Boundless Love! that$6#1$ could from Heaven descend
112:02,498[A  ]| And God in$4$ Man, on$4$ Man Redeemed attend,
112:02,499[A  ]| The Judge became the Saviour and the Friend!
112:02,500[A  ]| What more can Virtue hope or Mercy give
112:02,501[A  ]| Than that$3$ the Just Eternally should live? ~~
112:02,502[A  ]| But Wretched Man, yet wandering from the Right,
112:02,503[A  ]| Will$1$ follow Interest, Passion, Pride and Spite
112:02,504[A  ]| And cries He is Blind amidst this Blaze of Light.
112:02,505[A  ]| Though one would think such Mercies should instil
112:02,506[A  ]| A strength beyond both Appetite and Will$0$:
112:02,507[A  ]| But above all, that$3$ it should quite convince
112:02,508[A  ]| The Sceptic, and incline him to$4$ a Sense
112:02,509[A  ]| Of the unbounded Care of Providence:
112:02,510[A  ]| But Spurning at Reproof away he hies,
112:02,511[A  ]| And has not yet the Leisure to$9$ be Wise:
112:02,512[A  ]| To$4$ Things Obscure he will$1$ direct his View,
112:02,513[A  ]| Over which$6#1$ the Hand of Heaven a Veil has drew;
112:02,514[A  ]| Fond of the False, and Doubtful of the True.
112:02,515[A  ]| His Pleasures call Him, and he must be gone,
112:02,516[A  ]| And new Enjoyments drive the former on$5$,
112:02,517[A  ]| Till in$4$ a State of Darkness Life is done.
112:02,518[A  ]| Meanwhile it is plain, whatever Fools distrust,
112:02,519[A  ]| That$3$ God is Great, Omniscient, Wise and Just;
112:02,520[A  ]| But vain is Man, and most Perverse his Will$0$,
112:02,521[A  ]| That$6#1$ may be Good, and chooses to$9$ be Ill.
112:03,000['  ]| <The Third Part.>
112:03,001[A  ]| Thus have we proved the Sceptic worse than mad;
112:03,002[A  ]| And yet to$4$ what is said we will$1$ further add,
112:03,003[A  ]| The Men in$4$ Place and Power are quite as bad:
112:03,004[A  ]| Nay could we paint them justly, we should see
112:03,005[A  ]| That$3$ Greatest Names have most of Infamy.
112:03,006[A  ]| The Politician first does cross our Eyes,
112:03,007[A  ]| That$6#2$ first of Fools of all that$6#1$ think they are Wise
112:03,008[A  ]| Sometimes he with a Youthful Face is seen,
112:03,009[A  ]| At once his Age and Intellectuals Green,
112:03,010[A  ]| His Notion Moody and uncouth his Mien;
112:03,011[A  ]| Proud of his Parts he looks to$9$ be Revered,
112:03,012[A  ]| As if we never yet in$4$ Senate heard
112:03,013[A  ]| Of Legislative Fops without a Beard.
112:03,014[A  ]| If twice or thrice he passes in$4$ Debate,
112:03,015[A  ]| He thinks on$4$ Nothing but to$9$ Steer the State;
112:03,016[A  ]| Forgetting quite no$2$ Fame arises thence
112:03,017[A  ]| Where Arrogance supplies the Place of Sense;
112:03,018[A  ]| Or when a Lawless Sp**r over rules,
112:03,019[A  ]| To$9$ be his Substitute in$4$ Gulling Fools.
112:03,020[A  ]| Sometimes he like$4$ a rough Divine is dressed,
112:03,021[A  ]| More Foolish in$4$ that$6#2$ Shape than all the rest:
112:03,022[A  ]| A State above can little be his Care
112:03,023[A  ]| Who$6#1$ Studies nothing but his Rising here:
112:03,024[A  ]| Vain the Endeavour and his Notions wild,
112:03,025[A  ]| That$6#1$ would have GOD and Mammon reconciled.
112:03,026[A  ]| Sometimes he like$4$ a finished Beau appears,
112:03,027[A  ]| Prinked up$5$ in$4$ Contradiction to$4$ his Years;
112:03,028[A  ]| Sometimes he wears a heavy Gown of State,
112:03,029[A  ]| With feeble Hams that$6#1$ scarce Support the Weight;
112:03,030[A  ]| Creeping he Walks, as Tony whilom did,
112:03,031[A  ]| And in$4$ his Breast as deep a Rancour is hid.
112:03,032[A  ]| But though on$4$ high the Mace before we find,
112:03,033[A  ]| And a long Train besmeared with Gold behind,
112:03,034[A  ]| Looking, while the Litigious Tribe attends,
112:03,035[A  ]| Like$4$ Lucifer surrounded by$4$ his Fiends,
112:03,036[A  ]| It is all but Pageantry; and shown abroad
112:03,037[A  ]| To$9$ make the Ass Obsequious to$4$ his Load.
112:03,038[A  ]| But these are but a Poor and Mongrel sort
112:03,039[A  ]| Of Politicians, raised or sunk in$4$ sport
112:03,040[A  ]| By$4$ those more true ones that$6#1$ Preside at Court
112:03,041[A  ]| Who$6#1$ make all other Reading Mortal Sin
112:03,042[A  ]| But Richlieu, Machiavel, and Mazarine,
112:03,043[A  ]| Or Hobs, their Favourite from another Bent,
112:03,044[A  ]| Who$6#1$ teaches ~~ after Death no$2$ Punishment.
112:03,045[A  ]| But how can we that$6#2$ Wretch a Patriot name
112:03,046[A  ]| Whose Guilt is the Foundation of his Fame?
112:03,047[A  ]| Whatever he may in$4$ Cabinet debate,
112:03,048[A  ]| His Whores have more his Service than the State.
112:03,049[A  ]| View but at home his Follies and his Crimes,
112:03,050[A  ]| You would Swear a Fiend might sooner mend the Times,
112:03,051[A  ]| Want, Rapine, Dunning and Domestic strife
112:03,052[A  ]| Embitter all his Hours, and make a Hell of Life.
112:03,053[A  ]| What care can of his Country's Good be shown
112:03,054[A  ]| So$5#1$ Mindless, or so$5#1$ Reckless of his own?
112:03,055[A  ]| His Patrimony he does thus Divide;
112:03,056[A  ]| One part in$4$ Three is Squandered by$4$ his Bride
112:03,057[A  ]| At Ombre, ~~ and a certain Game beside;
112:03,058[A  ]| The other Two his Punks and Flatterers get;
112:03,059[A  ]| So$3$ all he Eats and Drinks and Wears ~~ is Debt.
112:03,060[A  ]| At last, (his Children's Marriage grown his Care,)
112:03,061[A  ]| Resolved his Broken Fortunes to$9$ repair,
112:03,062[A  ]| He puts his Prince on$4$ Arbitrary Rule,
112:03,063[A  ]| And turns a Rogue for$4$ having played the Fool.
112:03,064[A  ]| His Counsels if but likely to$9$ succeed
112:03,065[A  ]| He cares not who$6#1$ is Ruined, who$6#1$ does Bleed.
112:03,066[A  ]| Whole Subsidies does through his Fingers go;
112:03,067[A  ]| And as a famous Lord was said to$9$ do,
112:03,068[A  ]| The Mighty Mass, regardless of the Laws,
112:03,069[A  ]| He cross a large Grid-iron slowly draws;
112:03,070[A  ]| What he brings over, happens to$4$ the Crown;
112:03,071[A  ]| And all that$6#1$ falls between he Pockets for$4$ his own.
112:03,072[A  ]| Meanwhile, by$4$ Wealth Indemnified from fear,
112:03,073[A  ]| The British Glory is not at all his Care;
112:03,074[A  ]| Nor does he mind our Balance, famed so$5#1$ far,
112:03,075[A  ]| Of weighing out to$4$ Europe Peace, or War;
112:03,076[A  ]| But Bribing high each Legislative Brother
112:03,077[A  ]| He sinks one half, and stops their Mouths with the other.
112:03,078[A  ]| How can the Senator, though wondrous wise,
112:03,079[A  ]| See with a Golden Mist before his Eyes?
112:03,080[A  ]| Secure, it all Assemblies Over-Rules,
112:03,081[A  ]| But most, it is seen in$4$ those where Most are Knaves and Fools.
112:03,082[A  ]| Such Representatives too sadly prove
112:03,083[A  ]| They Bribe below but to$9$ be Bribed above.
112:03,084[A  ]| Hence are our present Scene of Ills derived,
112:03,085[A  ]| And by$4$ the accursed Pattern more contrived:
112:03,086[A  ]| Hence lie our Armies and our Fleets unpaid;
112:03,087[A  ]| Hence Spring the Public Debts, and bane of Public Trade.
112:03,088[A  ]| For$3$ how can such a Wretch; though he may sit
112:03,089[A  ]| At Helm advanced for$4$ his pernicious Wit,
112:03,090[A  ]| Believe a Nation Prosperous can be
112:03,091[A  ]| From Counsels laid, and hatched in$4$ Villainy?
112:03,092[A  ]| Raising Estates by$4$ such Flagitious Ways
112:03,093[A  ]| As shames the Rapine of all former Days?
112:03,094[A  ]| Pensioned from Foreign Courts, and taking Pay
112:03,095[A  ]| Our Country, King, and Councils to$9$ betray?
112:03,096[A  ]| How dare he talk of Conquering France, or Rome
112:03,097[A  ]| That$6#1$ brings us to$4$ the last Distress at home?
112:03,098[A  ]| If it were his dearest Brother held the Glass
112:03,099[A  ]| He could not less than for$4$ a Villain pass;
112:03,100[A  ]| And much a Villain must be more an Ass.
112:03,101[A  ]| Thus by$4$ the Politician we may see
112:03,102[A  ]| That$3$ Greatest Names are first in$4$ Infamy.
112:03,103[A  ]| The Ambitious Man does next ascend the Stage;
112:03,104[A  ]| The high raised Beacons of a Sanguine Age.
112:03,105[A  ]| Whether by$4$ Heaven they are directly sent
112:03,106[A  ]| To$9$ be a Sinful People's Punishment;
112:03,107[A  ]| Or whether what the Prince of Hell intends,
112:03,108[A  ]| To$9$ prove some Men more Impious than his Fiends;
112:03,109[A  ]| Or whether it is derived from Noble Blood,
112:03,110[A  ]| Which$6#1$ least of all Delights in$4$ doing Good;
112:03,111[A  ]| Be it whatever way you are pleased to$9$ guess,
112:03,112[A  ]| It is all Transcendency of Wickedness!
112:03,113[A  ]| Rape, Plunder, Devastation, Fire and Dread
112:03,114[A  ]| Attend their horrid Steps wherever they tread;
112:03,115[A  ]| And like$4$ the Sea usurping on$4$ the Shore,
112:03,116[A  ]| They make the affrighted Country fly before.
112:03,117[A  ]| In$4$ vain You urge that$3$ there was never known
112:03,118[A  ]| An Age so$5#1$ Wise and Polished as our own,
112:03,119[A  ]| When the most Learned and the Politest Times
112:03,120[A  ]| Produce the Deepest Plots, and Bloodiest Crimes.
112:03,121[A  ]| From the first William to$4$ Eliza read
112:03,122[A  ]| Our Annals over; count every Wicked Deed
112:03,123[A  ]| Through all those Reigns, of Statesmen, Priest and Prince,
112:03,124[A  ]| They are nothing to$4$ the Tale committed since.
112:03,125[A  ]| What was it that$6#1$ in$4$ James his time could Frame
112:03,126[A  ]| The Powder Plot? a Crime beyond a Name!
112:03,127[A  ]| What but Ambition? true, we must confess
112:03,128[A  ]| To$9$ hide the Fraud it took a Priestly Dress;
112:03,129[A  ]| But underneath the Gown the Poniard lay,
112:03,130[A  ]| To$9$ make three Glorious Realms at once the Papal Prey.
112:03,131[A  ]| Had but the Train have taken, where had been
112:03,132[A  ]| The once so$5#1$ Impious Name of Catiline?
112:03,133[A  ]| Had He the Empire of the World overthrown,
112:03,134[A  ]| He had long been doing what a Moment here had done:
112:03,135[A  ]| King, Lords and Commons, high as well as low,
112:03,136[A  ]| Had all at once been murdered at a Blow:
112:03,137[A  ]| But Powder was to$4$ Him unknown; the Earth
112:03,138[A  ]| Had then not teemed with that$6#2$ Prodigious Birth!
112:03,139[A  ]| What made the Leaders in$4$ this Prince's Reign
112:03,140[A  ]| Sow Feuds and Sectaries through the British Plain,
112:03,141[A  ]| But, when the Season served, to$9$ reap the Gain?
112:03,142[A  ]| For$3$ Heroes not for$4$ Fame alone devour,
112:03,143[A  ]| As knowing Profit must be linked to$4$ Power,
112:03,144[A  ]| If Crowds believe they Act in$4$ their Defence,
112:03,145[A  ]| Weak are the Laws, Precarious is the Prince.
112:03,146[A  ]| Such were the Times when Charles the Sceptre swayed;
112:03,147[A  ]| That$6#2$ best of Princes, and the worst Obeyed,
112:03,148[A  ]| What was it but some few Ambitious Men,
112:03,149[A  ]| Where yet the Leaders are but Eight or Ten,
112:03,150[A  ]| That$6#1$ caused the War? by$4$ which$6#1$, on$4$ either side,
112:03,151[A  ]| A Hundred Thousand Native Britons died?
112:03,152[A  ]| Who$6#1$ had their Valour been Employed abroad,
112:03,153[A  ]| France had been humbled, and its Tyrant awed;
112:03,154[A  ]| While by$4$ a blessed Prevention, we had saved
112:03,155[A  ]| The Blood that$6#1$ since we have lost, and Kingdoms since Enslaved.
112:03,156[A  ]| What but Ambition, at this Martyr's Fall,
112:03,157[A  ]| Made an Audacious Senate grasp at all?
112:03,158[A  ]| And what but That$6#2$ inclined their Bloody Chief
112:03,159[A  ]| To$9$ make them Fools, though raised for$4$ their Relief?
112:03,160[A  ]| What but the Ambition of the Fiends of Rome,
112:03,161[A  ]| (And Legislative Sots in$4$ feuds at home,)
112:03,162[A  ]| Sealed, signed, and carried on$5$ the Irish Doom?
112:03,163[A  ]| A scene of Cruelty exceeding far
112:03,164[A  ]| All that$6#1$ was ever done by$4$ Famine, Plague and War.
112:03,165[A  ]| And what but that$6#2$, or yet a worse Pretence,
112:03,166[A  ]| Has made them seek our Ruin ever since?
112:03,167[A  ]| In$4$ secret Murders first they fleshed their Cause,
112:03,168[A  ]| In$4$ Armies next, and Violated Laws:
112:03,169[A  ]| With Plots on$4$ Plots our Peace they undermined,
112:03,170[A  ]| Which$6#1$ as detected still they more designed
112:03,171[A  ]| And though so$5#1$ bad, yet worse Remained behind:
112:03,172[A  ]| Till Glorious William did at last appear,
112:03,173[A  ]| And Leaving Law to$9$ lay their Practice bare,
112:03,174[A  ]| Ended at once their Treachery and our Fear.
112:03,175[A  ]| Nor only them; but, with pernicious Rage,
112:03,176[A  ]| This Vice does Influence Sex, Degree, and Age.
112:03,177[A  ]| What have not Wives, what have not Virgins done
112:03,178[A  ]| To$9$ rise, and be the Strumpets of a Throne?
112:03,179[A  ]| The Country Bumpkin, bred with Labour hard,
112:03,180[A  ]| Thinks all Ambition is to$9$ mount the Guard:
112:03,181[A  ]| But in$4$ a little Time he fain would be
112:03,182[A  ]| An Officer of some advanced Degree;
112:03,183[A  ]| That$6#2$ Officer a General would commence.
112:03,184[A  ]| And Cromwell-like, possessed of Power would next depose his Prince.
112:03,185[A  ]| The Nobler born uneasy with delay,
112:03,186[A  ]| Pursue Advancement by$4$ a readier way:
112:03,187[A  ]| If the old Prince their Proud Demands deny,
112:03,188[A  ]| (as most of Pride has least of Loyalty)
112:03,189[A  ]| Without Remorse his Ruin they pursue,
112:03,190[A  ]| To$9$ purchase S**rs and Titles of the new.
112:03,191[A  ]| Could it be known what Villainies are done
112:03,192[A  ]| To$9$ wear a G**rge, and Tie a Gr**ter on$5$,
112:03,193[A  ]| Our English Annals might of Horrors tell
112:03,194[A  ]| At once outvying Sodom, Rome and Hell;
112:03,195[A  ]| No$2$ Tie, however Sacred, stops their Course,
112:03,196[A  ]| But on$5$ they furious drive, from bad to$4$ worse:
112:03,197[A  ]| Nor can you Mention any Glorious Ill,
112:03,198[A  ]| Be it to$9$ Ravish, Bugger, Burn or Kill,
112:03,199[A  ]| But if they have the Means, they will$1$ find the Will$0$.
112:03,200[A  ]| And thus, by$4$ the Ambitious Man, we see
112:03,201[A  ]| That$3$ Greatest Names are first in$4$ Infamy.
112:03,202[A  ]| With these we may the towering Minion place,
112:03,203[A  ]| Raised to$4$ a Favourite from a Lineage base;
112:03,204[A  ]| Whether for$4$ Merit we will$1$ not here dispute,
112:03,205[A  ]| Or to$9$ Indulge a Vice that$6#1$ never produces Fruit:
112:03,206[A  ]| But once aloft, the utmost Scorn he flings
112:03,207[A  ]| On$4$ those below, talks proud and mighty things,
112:03,208[A  ]| And, Elbowing all the Peers, will$1$ only Herd with Kings.
112:03,209[A  ]| The Skies he thinks are by$4$ his Footsteps trod;
112:03,210[A  ]| His Prayers, Extortion, and the Prince, his God.
112:03,211[A  ]| Some Thousands, hence, we Yearly see undone,
112:03,212[A  ]| To$9$ raise a vast Possession but for$4$ one.
112:03,213[A  ]| No$2$ Course he for$4$ his Master thinks unjust
112:03,214[A  ]| That$6#1$ may advance his Interest, Power or Lust.
112:03,215[A  ]| Conscience and Law he deems as empty things;
112:03,216[A  ]| And Compacts, Ties beneath the care of Kings.
112:03,217[A  ]| The Courtier when he frowns their Ruin doubt;
112:03,218[A  ]| Just as He is pleased in$4$ Office, or without.
112:03,219[A  ]| The Nobles of an Ancient Line he hates;
112:03,220[A  ]| First, aiming at their Heads; and next, at their Estates:
112:03,221[A  ]| Though yet perhaps our Annals may allow
112:03,222[A  ]| That$3$ they were raised by$4$ what he rises now.
112:03,223[A  ]| Thus does the wretch audaciously drive on$5$,
112:03,224[A  ]| Careless of Right, and covered by$4$ a Throne,
112:03,225[A  ]| Nor dreams amidst his Glories of a Turn;
112:03,226[A  ]| As now our Wonder, to$9$ be then our Scorn.
112:03,227[A  ]| Unhappy He! and crazy in$4$ his Sense,
112:03,228[A  ]| That$6#1$ rashly strives, in$4$ Seasons of Offence,
112:03,229[A  ]| To$9$ Enslave the People, or mislead the Prince:
112:03,230[A  ]| They once will$1$ meet (as where the Grain has been)
112:03,231[A  ]| And grind to$4$ Dust the Seeds of Strife between:
112:03,232[A  ]| And just the Fate; that$6#1$ would whole Nations Fool
112:03,233[A  ]| With Squandered Taxes, and Despotic Rule.
112:03,234[A  ]| But though this haughty Minion stand so$5#1$ high,
112:03,235[A  ]| No$2$ basest Office must he ever deny,
112:03,236[A  ]| But even be damned without enquiring, why?
112:03,237[A  ]| The Pleasure of his Prince he must advance
112:03,238[A  ]| With Strumpets here, or Politics from France;
112:03,239[A  ]| As Wolsey did the hard-Mouthed Henry wait,
112:03,240[A  ]| His Evening Pimp, and Morning Slave of State.
112:03,241[A  ]| The way at Court to$4$ Grandeur must be sure
112:03,242[A  ]| When Crimes like$4$ these are made the Rise to$4$ Power.
112:03,243[A  ]| Ah Wretched Man! who$6#1$, his Paternal Seat
112:03,244[A  ]| Disdaining, will$1$ be Wicked to$9$ be Great!
112:03,245[A  ]| That$6#1$ thinks not, raised by$4$ Ruin Blood and Strife,
112:03,246[A  ]| On$4$ his late Father's Peaceful Country Life:
112:03,247[A  ]| Who$6#1$ free from Guilt, and so$5#2$, of course, from Fear,
112:03,248[A  ]| Lived nobly on$4$ Two Hundred Pounds a Year.
112:03,249[A  ]| And wisely managing that$6#2$ happy Store,
112:03,250[A  ]| Kept out of Debt, and fed the Neighbouring Poor,
112:03,251[A  ]| Without one thought of ever seeking more:
112:03,252[A  ]| Till reaching at the last an Honoured Age,
112:03,253[A  ]| With Universal Praise he left the Stage;
112:03,254[A  ]| But with this Lesson to$4$ his Son behind. ~~
112:03,255@c   | I leave as I was left; nor more desire to$9$ find,
112:03,256@c   | Pervert not the last dying Wills of Men,
112:03,257@c   | Nor hold at Court a Secretary's Pen
112:03,258@c   | With Thousand Mischiefs, You will$1$ be then beset,
112:03,259@c   | Which$6#1$ in$4$ this Guiltless Shade I never met.
112:03,260@c   | Then You must Bribe a Senator to$9$ be,
112:03,261@c   | And Villains of the blackest Infamy,
112:03,262@c   | And yet the Guiltier grow as higher in$4$ Degree.
112:03,263@c   | Then Innocence You will$1$ use with utmost Spite,
112:03,264@c   | And with Successful Wrong extinguish feeble Right.
112:03,265@c   | Then to$4$ your Side corrupted Votes you will$1$ draw;
112:03,266@c   | False shall usurp on$4$ True, and Power shall be the Law.
112:03,267@c   | The Guiltless BARD shall be in$4$ Durance thrown,
112:03,268@c   | The Scandal his, and yet the Crime your own.
112:03,269@c   | In$4$ short, You then must be Sir S**rs Tool,
112:03,270@c   | Alternate, now a Knave and now a Fool.
112:03,271[A  ]| In$4$ vain, alas! this Good Advice is given;
112:03,272[A  ]| Father and Son but seldom go to$4$ Heaven.
112:03,273[A  ]| Quite thwarting of a Dying Parent's Will$0$,
112:03,274[A  ]| And higher rising more confirmed in$4$ Ill,
112:03,275[A  ]| He shoves along; and Nestling near a Crown,
112:03,276[A  ]| Thinks all the British Dignities his own;
112:03,277[A  ]| The Bad advances, does the Good depress,
112:03,278[A  ]| And, like$4$ a Devil, proud of the Success:
112:03,279[A  ]| Thoughtless, amidst his Glories of a Turn,
112:03,280[A  ]| As now our Wonder to$9$ be then our Scorn;
112:03,281[A  ]| Or that$3$ a Future Doom will$1$ once Impeach
112:03,282[A  ]| The Crimes that$6#1$ stand too high for$4$ Human Law to$9$ reach.
112:03,283[A  ]| But chiefly for$4$ this Pride of Mind he is known
112:03,284[A  ]| Of carrying through all future Ages down
112:03,285[A  ]| His Riches, Issue, Titles and Renown:
112:03,286[A  ]| So$5#1$ blest a Fate! that$3$, would he but reflect,
112:03,287[A  ]| On$4$ former Times it were Madness to$9$ expect.
112:03,288[A  ]| For$3$ where is Gaveston's and Spencer's Name?
112:03,289[A  ]| Where is Empson, Dudley, N% and Buckingham?
112:03,290[A  ]| If for$4$ those Founders in$4$ their several Lines
112:03,291[A  ]| We deign to$9$ look, there is Nothing Dimlier shines;
112:03,292[A  ]| Vapours, that$6#1$ long ago exhaled, are gone,
112:03,293[A  ]| And while they Influenced Boding to$4$ the Throne.
112:03,294[A  ]| So$3$ that$3$, as Heretofore, we yet may see
112:03,295[A  ]| The Greatest Names are first in$4$ Infamy.
112:03,296[A  ]| You will$1$ say (perhaps) I undistinguished strike,
112:03,297[A  ]| And use the Vile and Worthy both alike;
112:03,298[A  ]| That$3$ many of the Great are truly Just;
112:03,299[A  ]| And as these die, by$4$ consequence there must
112:03,300[A  ]| Be others raised to$4$ Honour, Power and Trust.
112:03,301[A  ]| Nay, You may further add, we now may view
112:03,302[A  ]| A set of Men no$2$ Nation else can show,
112:03,303[A  ]| The least of whom could bear an Empire's Weight
112:03,304[A  ]| And steer the Helm in$4$ worst Extremes of Fate;
112:03,305[A  ]| Men to$4$ whose Reach our Foes' designs are known,
112:03,306[A  ]| Yet think so$5#1$ deep no$2$ Sight can pierce their own,
112:03,307[A  ]| Till to$4$ the Birth, and levelled Right they come
112:03,308[A  ]| This Nation to$9$ Protect, or That$6#2$ to$9$ Doom.
112:03,309[A  ]| And then as such so$5#1$ well can Counsel, so$3$
112:03,310[A  ]| There is a Class that$6#1$ can as Nobly do,
112:03,311[A  ]| Conquer at Land, and Triumph on$4$ the Seas. ~~
112:03,312[A  ]| And who$6#2$ Detracts from Men so$5#1$ brave as These?
112:03,313[A  ]| Forbid it Heaven we should revile the Name
112:03,314[A  ]| Of Dev**shr, of L**ds and Not**hm,
112:03,315[A  ]| Of Shr**s**ry, Mar**b**row and Fame's early Son
112:03,316[A  ]| Great Or**nd, and the Prudent Ad**don,
112:03,317[A  ]| With Roch**ter, the Guardian of the Throne.
112:03,318[A  ]| Nor must we Thee, O Nor**m**by! omit,
112:03,319[A  ]| If we would be just to$4$ Worth, or true to$4$ Wit:
112:03,320[A  ]| Though high you sit in$4$ the Judicial Chair,
112:03,321[A  ]| You are no$2$ less a Legislator here.
112:03,322[A  ]| With the same Wonder Rome did Horace view
112:03,323[A  ]| The British Isle shall ever mention YOU!
112:03,324[A  ]| Scarce could Apollo nobler Laws ordain,
112:03,325[A  ]| Or write them in$4$ a more Harmonious Strain:
112:03,326[A  ]| In$4$ all You Teach so$5#1$ Useful Just, and Great,
112:03,327[A  ]| That$3$ it is, methinks, Descending to$9$ Intend the State.
112:03,328[A  ]| To$4$ Men like$4$ these, so$5#1$ faithful in$4$ the Cause
112:03,329[A  ]| Of Royalty, Religion, and the Laws,
112:03,330[A  ]| We should Address as if above Applause:
112:03,331[A  ]| And well they may the Muses' aid disclaim,
112:03,332[A  ]| That$6#1$ from themselves derive Immortal Fame;
112:03,333[A  ]| And to$9$ be truly Patriots understood,
112:03,334[A  ]| Nor Value Praise or Blame, or Wealth or Blood,
112:03,335[A  ]| In$4$ Competition with their Country's Good.
112:03,336[A  ]| But then, on$4$ the other side, there are a Set
112:03,337[A  ]| Of Courtiers, only just like$4$ Tumours Great;
112:03,338[A  ]| Bloated with Pride they Lord it over their Kind,
112:03,339[A  ]| And never Just but when it is undesigned.
112:03,340[A  ]| No$2$ real Worth they bear from Top to$4$ Toe,
112:03,341[A  ]| But all is Appearance, Lacquer, Wash, and Show:
112:03,342[A  ]| Prudence is quite Exploded, Truth defied,
112:03,343[A  ]| And Interest made their Universal Guide:
112:03,344[A  ]| Stiff in$4$ Deportment, Treacherous in$4$ Address,
112:03,345[A  ]| Crushing the Brave, and barring all Access:
112:03,346[A  ]| Jostling for$4$ Place, and eager of a Name,
112:03,347[A  ]| They drive at all, and shove along to$4$ Fame.
112:03,348[A  ]| Never but in$4$ Bribery parting with their Store,
112:03,349[A  ]| Or Feeing Lawyers to$9$ defraud the Poor; ~~
112:03,350[A  ]| In$4$ short, just the Reverse of those we named before
112:03,351[A  ]| But certainly, to$9$ oppress their Fellow-Creature
112:03,352[A  ]| As he like$4$ them, was not of Human Nature;
112:03,353[A  ]| By$4$ Fraud and Rapine vast Estates to$9$ get,
112:03,354[A  ]| Yet never lend nor ever pay a Debt;
112:03,355[A  ]| On$4$ Things Divine opprobrious Terms to$9$ fix,
112:03,356[A  ]| And place all Merit in$4$ a Coach and Six;
112:03,357[A  ]| To$9$ ruin Tenants, Witnesses Suborn,
112:03,358[A  ]| Make Villainy their Care, and Worth their Scorn;
112:03,359[A  ]| To$9$ blast the Virtue which$6#1$ they can not debauch,
112:03,360[A  ]| In$4$ Luxury plunged, and laughing at Reproach:
112:03,361[A  ]| Both Friends and Foes relentless to$9$ devour.
112:03,362[A  ]| That$6#1$ stand between them and their Rise to$4$ Power:
112:03,363[A  ]| To$9$ Sell to$4$ France the Fruits of all our Care,
112:03,364[A  ]| And make a Peace of worse Effects than War.
112:03,365[A  ]| To$9$ think no$2$ Glory is on$4$ Earth so$5#1$ Great
112:03,366[A  ]| As that$6#2$ of being named in$4$ the Gazette;
112:03,367[A  ]| Where among Spaniels lost their Acts are shown
112:03,368[A  ]| Equal in$4$ Worth, and Rivals in$4$ Renown:
112:03,369[A  ]| To$9$ think it Honour only to$9$ have Riches,
112:03,370[A  ]| And Sense to$9$ make in$4$ S** Factious Speeches;
112:03,371[A  ]| Where one bad Man is capable to$9$ do
112:03,372[A  ]| More Mischief, and shall have more Followers, too,
112:03,373[A  ]| In$4$ Faction, Innovation, Strife and Blood,
112:03,374[A  ]| Than Fifty that$6#1$ design their Country's Good:
112:03,375[A  ]| So$3$ that$3$, perhaps, of late we Judge too wide
112:03,376[A  ]| To$9$ think the most to$9$ be the better Side;
112:03,377[A  ]| True Music do not consist in$4$ Tale of Notes,
112:03,378[A  ]| Nor Justice in$4$ Majority of Votes.
112:03,379[A  ]| If Office can (I say) such Crimes create,
112:03,380[A  ]| The basest Life is thus becoming Great:
112:03,381[A  ]| Meanwhile we by$4$ such Legislators see
112:03,382[A  ]| That$3$ Greatest Names are first in$4$ Infamy.
112:03,383[A  ]| But these are Subjects: ~~ let us next Survey
112:03,384[A  ]| The Few that$6#1$ have the height of Human Sway:
112:03,385[A  ]| And first the Gallic Monarch shall appear,
112:03,386[A  ]| Nor need we mention more; for$3$ all we hear
112:03,387[A  ]| Or read of Tyrant is included there:
112:03,388[A  ]| A Spacious Kingdom by$4$ Descent his Own,
112:03,389[A  ]| Where he might Reign with Glory and Renown,
112:03,390[A  ]| May justly be conceived enough for$4$ One.
112:03,391[A  ]| With Peace, with Plenty, Piety and Trade,
112:03,392[A  ]| How happy might that$6#2$ Ancient Realm be made!
112:03,393[A  ]| Nor better can a Prince himself secure
112:03,394[A  ]| Than by$4$ his Subjects' Love, the surest Base of Power.
112:03,395[A  ]| Quite Contrary, on$4$ Strife he builds his Throne,
112:03,396[A  ]| Faithless to$4$ other States, but Fatal to$4$ his own;
112:03,397[A  ]| Nor any Good has all his Life designed
112:03,398[A  ]| But Blood, and the Enslaving Humankind:
112:03,399[A  ]| In$4$ the Black Roll of Tyrants justly first,
112:03,400[A  ]| As well of Princes, as of Christians worst;
112:03,401[A  ]| And here shall stand Eternally accursed.
112:03,402[A  ]| What Neighbouring Nations has he over-run!
112:03,403[A  ]| What Devastations caused! what Mischiefs done!
112:03,404[A  ]| And for$4$ no$2$ End but barely to$9$ Devour,
112:03,405[A  ]| And by$4$ his Cruelty assert his Power.
112:03,406[A  ]| Proud as the Angel that$6#1$ from Heaven was flung.
112:03,407[A  ]| And threatens with the same Audacious Tongue:
112:03,408[A  ]| But never could his Pride his mind inflame
112:03,409[A  ]| To$4$ Martial Deeds; he shunned the dangerous Game,
112:03,410[A  ]| Nor ever in$4$ Fighting Field would dare to$9$ purchase Fame
112:03,411[A  ]| To$4$ Caesar's Glory vainly he aspires,
112:03,412[A  ]| Who$6#1$ when the Din of War begins, retires:
112:03,413[A  ]| What Thoughts he has of GOD he does proclaim
112:03,414[A  ]| In$4$ mock Te*Deums sung at Notre-Dame;
112:03,415[A  ]| Where Publicly he does his Thanks address,
112:03,416[A  ]| When any Treacherous Action meets Success;
112:03,417[A  ]| That$3$ the Gulled Subject may from thence be brought
112:03,418[A  ]| To$9$ think he Conquered what he basely bought.
112:03,419[A  ]| What Countless Treasure has he raised by$4$ Force?
112:03,420[A  ]| Levied by$4$ Plunder, yet disposed of worse.
112:03,421[A  ]| In$4$ Poisoning only Millions he employs,
112:03,422[A  ]| And smiles when he can Kill without a Noise.
112:03,423[A  ]| Thus Feuds and Murders he through Europe sends,
112:03,424[A  ]| And chiefly Prospers by$4$ dividing Friends.
112:03,425[A  ]| To$4$ such a Numerous Tale his Crimes abound,
112:03,426[A  ]| That$3$ Mercy Shrinks, and Sickens at the Sound!
112:03,427[A  ]| Who$6#2$ after this, to$4$ his Eternal Shame,
112:03,428[A  ]| Would ever assume the Peaceful Christian Name?
112:03,429[A  ]| Most Christian, too! ~~ as if he understood
112:03,430[A  ]| Our SAVIOUR's Laws were all, like$4$ Draco's, writ in$4$ Blood.
112:03,431[A  ]| O Parricide! O eldest born of Hell!
112:03,432[A  ]| O Arrogance that$6#1$ knows no$2$ Parallel!
112:03,433[A  ]| Remit, O Gracious Heaven! thy Raging Ire,
112:03,434[A  ]| And let the Monster now, at last, expire:
112:03,435[A  ]| Enough, enough of Christian Blood is shed,
112:03,436[A  ]| Nor can the Grave contain the Crowded Dead.
112:03,437[A  ]| Let Europe her Dejected Visage raise,
112:03,438[A  ]| Wash of her Gore, and see some Halcyon Days,
112:03,439[A  ]| And next employ them all in$4$ thy Eternal Praise.
112:03,440[A  ]| We own our Sins, the sad Effects we rue;
112:03,441[A  ]| But take away this Plague and grant a New:
112:03,442[A  ]| Beneath thy Hand we shall some Favours find,
112:03,443[A  ]| But nothing from this Scourge of Human kind:
112:03,444[A  ]| Below some burning Mountain let him Howl,
112:03,445[A  ]| Eternally convinced he has a Soul.
112:03,446[A  ]| Or, if it better please Thee, let him here
112:03,447[A  ]| Have first a Taste of what he Merits there:
112:03,448[A  ]| Though now he thinks He is Seated in$4$ the Skies,
112:03,449[A  ]| Precipitate Him down, no$2$ more to$9$ Rise;
112:03,450[A  ]| Let Him in$4$ vain for$4$ past Successes call;
112:03,451[A  ]| It will$1$ be a very Hell to$9$ see his Fall:
112:03,452[A  ]| Let him at last perceive, in$4$ very Deed,
112:03,453[A  ]| That$3$ rank Ambition is a Poisonous Weed,
112:03,454[A  ]| Not of Celestial but Infernal Seed;
112:03,455[A  ]| And that$3$ like$4$ Oaks, the more its height ascends,
112:03,456[A  ]| The more the Root shoots downward to$4$ the Fiends.
112:03,457[A  ]| It were loss of Time for$4$ further Proof to$9$ see;
112:03,458[A  ]| For$3$ here is an Instance in$4$ the last Degree,
112:03,459[A  ]| That$3$ Greatest Names are first in$4$ Infamy.
112:04,000['  ]| <The Fourth Part.>
112:04,001[A  ]| In$4$ Spite of all the Villains last descried,
112:04,002[A  ]| There yet are others that$6#1$ have erred as wide
112:04,003[A  ]| From Sanctity misled, and misapplied:
112:04,004[A  ]| The Unity though every Sectarist rends,
112:04,005[A  ]| Each on$4$ his Faith, as Orthodox, depends;
112:04,006[A  ]| And give them but their way, our whole Religion ends.
112:04,007[A  ]| The Objection here may be ~~ that$3$ such as these
112:04,008[A  ]| Who$6#1$, just like$4$ Madmen, know not their Disease,
112:04,009[A  ]| But have their Failings rooted at the Brain,
112:04,010[A  ]| We Lash or Laugh at equally in$4$ vain.
112:04,011[A  ]| I answer, were we sure the Sick would die
112:04,012[A  ]| Unless we did one Medicine more apply,
112:04,013[A  ]| The Indiscretion were not much to$9$ try.
112:04,014[A  ]| The last Extreme has often Wonders wrought,
112:04,015[A  ]| And made a Cure beyond the Leech's thought:
112:04,016[A  ]| Who$6#2$ then can tell, when Rage with Truth combines,
112:04,017[A  ]| The Effect of daring, but Instructive Lines?
112:04,018[A  ]| The World is Madness to$4$ the last Decree,
112:04,019[A  ]| And everyone (but for$4$ himself) can see
112:04,020[A  ]| That$3$ all besides are touched with Lunacy.
112:04,021[A  ]| To$4$ those in$4$ Bedlam some Respect we bear,
112:04,022[A  ]| There it is indeed Humanity to$9$ spare;
112:04,023[A  ]| Especially the Few whose Maladies
112:04,024[A  ]| From Chance, or Natural Causes did arise.
112:04,025[A  ]| Besides, the Rest are by$4$ a Fate severe
112:04,026[A  ]| Paying at full for$4$ that$6#2$ which$6#1$ brought them there;
112:04,027[A  ]| Love, Jealousy, Ambition, Lust and Pride,
112:04,028[A  ]| Revenge and Lucre; ~~ or what else beside:
112:04,029[A  ]| These I shall waive, (as odious to$9$ appear
112:04,030[A  ]| To$4$ Human View,) and only mention here
112:04,031[A  ]| The Folly, Frenzy, Vanity and Sin
112:04,032[A  ]| Of some without that$6#1$ ought to$9$ be within.
112:04,033[A  ]| Suppose a Heathen on$4$ our Sabbath Day
112:04,034[A  ]| Should all our different Swarms of Sects survey
112:04,035[A  ]| Flock to$4$ their Meetings, or behold them come
112:04,036[A  ]| Hungry with tedious stay and driving home;
112:04,037[A  ]| The Antinomians and Fanatics there,
112:04,038[A  ]| The Quaker, Baptist, and Socinian here;
112:04,039[A  ]| With fifty other sorts too long to$9$ name,
112:04,040[A  ]| Thoughtless of Truth, and Christians to$4$ their shame;
112:04,041[A  ]| What could he say? but with an Angry tone
112:04,042[A  ]| Cry out ~~ 
112:04,042@w   | O Jove! is yet the Use not done,
112:04,043[A  ]| Of Man's believing in$4$ more Gods than one!
112:04,044[A  ]| Or should he hear them, with what Virulence
112:04,045[A  ]| They wrest the Scriptures from their Genuine Sense;
112:04,046[A  ]| How bitterly the Established Faith they ply
112:04,047[A  ]| With Spite, Aspersion and Indignity,
112:04,048[A  ]| Only because it can not in$4$ Fact agree
112:04,049[A  ]| With Nonsense, Guile and Contrariety;
112:04,050[A  ]| And, ceasing to$9$ be led by$4$ Scripture Rules,
112:04,051[A  ]| Become no$2$ Church to$9$ pleasure Knaves and Fools.
112:04,052[A  ]| Should he observe how some Persuasions place
112:04,053[A  ]| Their Purity in$4$ Whining and Grimace,
112:04,054[A  ]| And all Good Manners in$4$ a Sullen Face;
112:04,055[A  ]| Forgetting quite there can no$2$ Error be
112:04,056[A  ]| In$4$ undesigning Looks, and Cheerful Modesty:
112:04,057[A  ]| Truth and Good Humour can not be disjoined,
112:04,058[A  ]| And Virtue must be one with Peace of Mind:
112:04,059[A  ]| To$9$ make Religious and Morose agree,
112:04,060[A  ]| Has this with that$6#2$ no$2$ least Consistency?
112:04,061[A  ]| Or should we others show him, all within
112:04,062[A  ]| (They say) Perfection, and exempt from Sin;
112:04,063[A  ]| Wrought up$5$ to$4$ such a Frame of Truth and Love
112:04,064[A  ]| As can not attain more Purity above;
112:04,065[A  ]| That$3$ thence Inspired they nothing say, or do,
112:04,066[A  ]| But what like$4$ God is Just, and more than Scripture true:
112:04,067[A  ]| Yet all the while such Boobies, Sots and Elves,
112:04,068[A  ]| Their very Brutes are wiser than themselves:
112:04,069[A  ]| A Race that$6#1$ Knave and Fool at once commence;
112:04,070[A  ]| Careless of Church and State, of Priest and Prince,
112:04,071[A  ]| Nor to$9$ be reconciled to$4$ Manners, Truth, and Sense:
112:04,072[A  ]| Churning their Jaws, whenever they teach the Rout
112:04,073[A  ]| Their Light within turns all to$4$ Foam without:
112:04,074[A  ]| Bigoted to$4$ that$6#2$ Impudent Degree,
112:04,075[A  ]| That$3$ keeping on$5$ their Caps, and Thou and Thee,
112:04,076[A  ]| They think the utmost Marks of Sanctity:
112:04,077[A  ]| So$3$ but their Hats refuse the Civil ply,
112:04,078[A  ]| And the Cravat is so$5#1$ short as just to$9$ Tie,
112:04,079[A  ]| Their Consciences are still, and hear no$2$ Call
112:04,080[A  ]| Meanwhile Extortion, Slander, Pride and Gall,
112:04,081[A  ]| Are things they never boggle at at all
112:04,082[A  ]| In$4$ short, were Heaven by$4$ Rancour to$9$ be won,
112:04,083[A  ]| Their Business would Effectively be done,
112:04,084[A  ]| And all be happy, every Mother's Son.
112:04,085[A  ]| But since that$6#2$ Glorious State we are not to$9$ gain
112:04,086[A  ]| By$4$ Dullness, Spite, and Freakishness of Brain;
112:04,087[A  ]| Since Peace to$9$ slight, and Falsehood to$9$ affect,
112:04,088[A  ]| Can never be the Marks of the Elect;
112:04,089[A  ]| Such wilful Men, in$4$ spite of all their Din,
112:04,090[A  ]| Would seem to$4$ any that$6#1$ had Bedlam seen
112:04,091[A  ]| More Crazed without than all their Friends within.
112:04,092[A  ]| But further, were our Ancient next to$9$ see
112:04,093[A  ]| A Set of Teachers all Hypocrisy,
112:04,094[A  ]| And yet their Flocks the more exactly fit;
112:04,095[A  ]| A sort of Hearers always mainly smit
112:04,096[A  ]| With much Inveteracy, and little Wit.
112:04,097[A  ]| Should he observe (suppose it to$4$ him known)
112:04,098[A  ]| What small Regard is to$4$ our Rubric shown,
112:04,099[A  ]| And what a Stress is laid on$4$ Rambles of their own;
112:04,100[A  ]| Forgetting He that$6#1$ will$1$ in$4$ Public Pray
112:04,101[A  ]| Without one previous Thought of what to$9$ say,
112:04,102[A  ]| Must be a Sot not worth our while to$9$ hear;
112:04,103[A  ]| And if he thinks before, it is not Extempore Prayer.
112:04,104[A  ]| Could but the Truth be known, it would soon be found
112:04,105[A  ]| The Men that$6#1$ so$5#2$ in$4$ Fluency abound,
112:04,106[A  ]| Or rather, that$6#1$ would be so$5#1$ Gifted thought,
112:04,107[A  ]| Have, at the Bottom, all their Cant by$4$ Rote;
112:04,108[A  ]| And that$3$ it does as easily arise
112:04,109[A  ]| As Rueful Emphasis, and Goggling Eyes;
112:04,110[A  ]| To$4$ which$6#1$ of late they such Regard have shown
112:04,111[A  ]| As Heaven were gained by$4$ Aspect, and by$4$ Tone.
112:04,112[A  ]| But granting what they Use Extempore Prayer
112:04,113[A  ]| It yet must be a Form to$4$ those that$6#1$ hear,
112:04,114[A  ]| Because confined they to$4$ the Words must be,
112:04,115[A  ]| The very same as to$4$ our Rubric, We:
112:04,116[A  ]| So$3$ that$3$, in$4$ short, from Forms away they run,
112:04,117[A  ]| And follow but a Form when all is done;
112:04,118[A  ]| Only they take the Worse, and better shun.
112:04,119[A  ]| We all at once Respond, and know to$4$ what;
112:04,120[A  ]| While they Implicitly, and fond of that$6#2$,
112:04,121[A  ]| Return Amen to$4$ vain, and oft to$4$ Impious Chat.
112:04,122[A  ]| Alike Perversely, Cassock, Scarf and Gown,
112:04,123[A  ]| With them are Rags of Rome and Babylon.
112:04,124[A  ]| But pray where is the Difference to$9$ be found
112:04,125[A  ]| Between two Garbs, if both must touch the Ground?
112:04,126[A  ]| Why should the Dress we named be counted wrong,
112:04,127[A  ]| When their own Teachers have their Cloaks as long?
112:04,128[A  ]| Thus a Peculiar wear with Us they slight,
112:04,129[A  ]| Yet a Peculiar wear with them is Right.
112:04,130[A  ]| But White, that$6#2$ Dangerous Colour, gives Offence,
112:04,131[A  ]| Though meant but to$9$ Resemble Innocence,
112:04,132[A  ]| That$3$ Peace and Truth in$4$ Worship may be joined
112:04,133[A  ]| And Decency with Purity of Mind.
112:04,134[A  ]| The Man it is told us, after God's own Heart
112:04,135[A  ]| In$4$ Robes of Linen Sung and Praised his Part;
112:04,136[A  ]| And so$3$ the Levites (whence our Usage springs)
112:04,137[A  ]| Whenever they Taught, or Handled Holy Things:
112:04,138[A  ]| Beside we in$4$ the Apocalypse may read
112:04,139[A  ]| Who$6#1$ loved the Lamb, and for$4$ the Lamb did bleed,
112:04,140[A  ]| In$4$ Heaven itself that$6#2$ spotless Colour wear;
112:04,141[A  ]| And why then should it be forbid us here
112:04,142[A  ]| When thither we, like$4$ them, would rise by$4$ Praise and Prayer?
112:04,143[A  ]| Or lastly, should he see another sort
112:04,144[A  ]| Of Christians that$6#1$ make all the rest their sport;
112:04,145[A  ]| But with this Difference be it understood,
112:04,146[A  ]| It is not with Faults and Follies, but with Blood:
112:04,147[A  ]| Witness their Halters, their Dragoons, and Fire,
112:04,148[A  ]| By$4$ which$6#1$ so$5#1$ many Blameless Souls expire,
112:04,149[A  ]| Only because they will$1$ not quit their Sense,
112:04,150[A  ]| And let Impossibilities convince.
112:04,151[A  ]| Fancy our Heathen had at Bedlam been
112:04,152[A  ]| After his Sight of this so$5#1$ Rueful Scene,
112:04,153[A  ]| He would swear these Lunatics without were worse than those within.
112:04,154[A  ]| But Dress, Grimace, and Nonsense may be bore,
112:04,155[A  ]| There is something yet more dangerous at the Core:
112:04,156[A  ]| Though Harmless in$4$ itself to$9$ have no$2$ Sense,
112:04,157[A  ]| It may be Fatal in$4$ its Consequence:
112:04,158[A  ]| For$3$ Proof, to$9$ Gape and Bawl, and Cry and Whine,
112:04,159[A  ]| (As Teaching were to$4$ them like$4$ Storms to$4$ Swine)
112:04,160[A  ]| Is sport at which$6#1$ even Truth itself may smile,
112:04,161[A  ]| All Fright their Aspect, and all Cant their style;
112:04,162[A  ]| So$5#1$ mean, perverse, incongruous, dull and flat,
112:04,163[A  ]| Their Gossips mend it in$4$ their Maudlin Chat!
112:04,164[A  ]| But then, while this mistaken Worship is shown
112:04,165[A  ]| Their other secret Ends are driving on$5$;
112:04,166[A  ]| Designs which$6#1$ from our Fathers' Times we rue,
112:04,167[A  ]| And notwithstanding all the Love we show;
112:04,168[A  ]| Whenever they can, they will$1$ certainly renew.
112:04,169[A  ]| For$3$, first, our Discipline they all condemn,
112:04,170[A  ]| And think Salvation only meant for$4$ them.
112:04,171[A  ]| Each would Establish what their selves profess,
112:04,172[A  ]| And still the more their Zeal, their Love is less;
112:04,173[A  ]| Till they at last to$4$ such a Pitch arrive,
112:04,174[A  ]| Whose Creed is not as theirs, is thought too vile to$9$ live.
112:04,175[A  ]| From this bad Mind, took from the Papal Sway,
112:04,176[A  ]| The Murdering for$4$ God's service came in$4$ Play,
112:04,177[A  ]| That$6#2$ Monstrous Race! and steeped to$4$ that$6#2$ degree
112:04,178[A  ]| In$4$ Blood, as shames all former Cruelty;
112:04,179[A  ]| Who$6#1$ hating, like$4$ Caligula, to$9$ do
112:04,180[A  ]| A Puny Ill, to$9$ take a Head or so$5#2$,
112:04,181[A  ]| Are still for$4$ Chopping off a Kingdom at a Blow.
112:04,182[A  ]| But why must Murder take Saint*Peter's Station?
112:04,183[A  ]| And Guilt and Rage set up$5$ for$4$ Reformation?
112:04,184[A  ]| Some Penal Sums the Civil Power may Rate
112:04,185[A  ]| Those Factious Men that$6#1$ would disturb the State,
112:04,186[A  ]| And, in$4$ a Church and Nation governed well,
112:04,187[A  ]| Teach Fools to$9$ Cant, and Rascals to$9$ Rebel;
112:04,188[A  ]| But what least Shadow of a Reason is given
112:04,189[A  ]| By$4$ Men or Angels, that$3$ the Will$0$ of Heaven
112:04,190[A  ]| Is, These to$4$ Those the Doom of Death should give,
112:04,191[A  ]| For$4$ not believing what they can not believe?
112:04,192[A  ]| If Damnable it is conceived to$9$ hold
112:04,193[A  ]| Some Errors new, or others that$6#1$ are old,
112:04,194[A  ]| It is yet more Damnable by$4$ vast Degrees,
112:04,195[A  ]| On$4$ People of a different Faith to$9$ Seize,
112:04,196[A  ]| And, Merciless, cut off by$4$ Power and Passion,
112:04,197[A  ]| Even when we think their State is Reprobation:
112:04,198[A  ]| Our Hate we thus to$4$ other Worlds pursue,
112:04,199[A  ]| Exerting, so$5#2$, the utmost we can do,
112:04,200[A  ]| To$9$ kill at once both Soul and Body too;
112:04,201[A  ]| When in$4$ a little time, perhaps, they might
112:04,202[A  ]| Have seen their Errors, and Embraced the Right;
112:04,203[A  ]| Or rather did before to$4$ that$6#2$ belong,
112:04,204[A  ]| For$3$ Persecution is always in$4$ the Wrong.
112:04,205[A  ]| Copied from hence, the Baptist, had his Swill
112:04,206[A  ]| In$4$ German Towns to$9$ Ravage, Burn and Kill;
112:04,207[A  ]| As if their Sacrament they understood
112:04,208[A  ]| Not dipped in$4$ Water, but Immersed in$4$ Blood.
112:04,209[A  ]| The Independent and Fanatic here.
112:04,210[A  ]| Have opened a like$2$ Sluice of Plague and War;
112:04,211[A  ]| Murders that$6#1$ yet would make the hardest Melt,
112:04,212[A  ]| Could it be told as truly as it was felt.
112:04,213[A  ]| Thus while they Governed with Successful Might,
112:04,214[A  ]| The Sequestrations were their Chief Delight;
112:04,215[A  ]| That$6#2$ was Religion, and their Power was Right.
112:04,216[A  ]| Who$6#1$ that$6#1$ had lived in$4$ such a Barbarous Age,
112:04,217[A  ]| When all was slaughter, Plunder, Fire and Rage?
112:04,218[A  ]| Or who$6#1$ that$6#1$ now Surveys a sort of Men,
112:04,219[A  ]| (From Lob down to$4$ the Passive Sons of P**n,)
112:04,220[A  ]| All eager to$9$ revive those Times again?
112:04,221[A  ]| But must, with Horror in$4$ his Face, confess
112:04,222[A  ]| This Greater Bedlam wilder than the less!
112:04,223[A  ]| Then for$4$ their Disputants, and Terms they use,
112:04,224[A  ]| Some to$9$ Pervert, and others to$9$ Abuse,
112:04,225[A  ]| What do they but make Truth the vastly more abstruse?
112:04,226[A  ]| A hardened Race! who$6#1$ rather than unsay
112:04,227[A  ]| One Error, will$1$ make Thousands go astray,
112:04,228[A  ]| And hurry blindly on$5$ to$4$ Sin and Doubt,
112:04,229[A  ]| Only because they would be thought without.
112:04,230[A  ]| But God, we plainly may in$4$ Scripture see,
112:04,231[A  ]| Did not intend to$9$ pose Mortality;
112:04,232[A  ]| What Paul does of Himself and Cephas say
112:04,233[A  ]| Shows CHRIST designed not each a several Way.
112:04,234[A  ]| In$4$ short the Path to$4$ our Salvation is this,
112:04,235[A  ]| So$5#1$ easy, it is not Possible to$9$ miss,
112:04,236[A  ]| Would we the Truth unprejudiced pursue,
112:04,237[A  ]| Nor leave the Ancient Rules for$4$ Notions vain and new.
112:04,238[A  ]| These Things (said the Evangelist Saint*John)
112:04,239[A  ]| Are Written, and these Miracles are shown
112:04,240[A  ]| To$9$ fix you in$4$ this Faith, and this alone;
112:04,241[A  ]| That$3$ JESUS (He who$6#1$ left the blest Abode,
112:04,242[A  ]| To$9$ die for$4$ Man) was CHRIST, the Son of GOD;
112:04,243[A  ]| And that$3$ believing so$5#2$ (that$3$ thence he came
112:04,244[A  ]| A Sacrifice for$4$ Sin, and free from Blame,)
112:04,245[A  ]| You may have Life Eternal through his Name.
112:04,246[A  ]| This is our Faith; and what we are next to$9$ do
112:04,247[A  ]| Is but to$9$ follow one Command, or two;
112:04,248[A  ]| Be (first) Your Love to$4$ each as Mine has been to$4$ You:
112:04,249[A  ]| Performing this, the next You can not shun,
112:04,250[A  ]| To$9$ do to$4$ others as You would have done
112:04,251[A  ]| To$4$ You and Yours, ~~ and endless Life is your own!
112:04,252[A  ]| In$4$ other Words as follows; ~~ would You be
112:04,253[A  ]| From Present Fear, and Future Danger free?
112:04,254[A  ]| Would You in$4$ both Worlds have Your Soul's Delight?
112:04,255[A  ]| Keep Innocent and do the Thing that$6#1$ is Right,
112:04,256[A  ]| And, whether such a Life run slow, or fast,
112:04,257[A  ]| It will$1$ meet with Joy, and endless Peace at last.
112:04,258[A  ]| Here lies the Christian Faith, and Practice all,
112:04,259[A  ]| Summed up$5$ effectively, though Summed in$4$ small:
112:04,260[A  ]| My Soul for$4$ Yours, but so$5#2$ Believe, and Do,
112:04,261[A  ]| It will$1$ give You Peace below, and Peace Eternal too.
112:04,262[A  ]| What a strange Race are then these heedless Men
112:04,263[A  ]| That$6#1$ think Religion is Parrying with the Pen!
112:04,264[A  ]| As if with us it were only Feuds and Jars
112:04,265[A  ]| As with the French, Dragoons and Massacres.
112:04,266[A  ]| In$4$ short, by$4$ Steering toward such various Shelves,
112:04,267[A  ]| We darken, puzzle, and Confound ourselves:
112:04,268[A  ]| Right Reason, which$6#1$ should at the Helm preside,
112:04,269[A  ]| In$4$ all the Purity of Scripture tried
112:04,270[A  ]| They will$1$ not own, or suffer for$4$ a Guide:
112:04,271[A  ]| Meanwhile a Thousand different Ways they split,
112:04,272[A  ]| And Guile and Nonsense take for$4$ Grace and Wit.
112:04,273[A  ]| Those follow Prejudice and Interest there;
112:04,274[A  ]| These Bigotry, and scorn of Public Prayer;
112:04,275[A  ]| Pride in$4$ the Front, and Malice in$4$ the Rear.
112:04,276[A  ]| Others are led by$4$ Fury, Foam and Spite.
112:04,277[A  ]| And a Left-handed Zeal believe the Right.
112:04,278[A  ]| In$4$ the meantime, with Sorrow it is confessed,
112:04,279[A  ]| The true Belief is not seen in$4$ the Contest,
112:04,280[A  ]| So$5#1$ many false Ones Arguing which$6#1$ is best.
112:04,281[A  ]| Ah would they better Live, and Scribble less,
112:04,282[A  ]| How soon our Sectaries such a Change would bless!
112:04,283[A  ]| For$3$ Printed Disputations have, we find,
112:04,284[A  ]| Yet more than all distracted Humankind:
112:04,285[A  ]| In$4$ Barns their Hearers doze out half their Strains,
112:04,286[A  ]| But in$4$ these Tracts the Untempered Filth remains.
112:04,287[A  ]| Impossible we should expose to$4$ View
112:04,288[A  ]| All the Contended Points they dash and brew,
112:04,289[A  ]| It only shall Suffice to$9$ name a Few.
112:04,290[A  ]| But such, at least, as shall Abhorrence win
112:04,291[A  ]| From Madmen, and even make their College grin,
112:04,292[A  ]| To$9$ see our Fools without outdo their Freaks within.
112:04,293[A  ]| What Faith have some to$4$ Image Worship paid;
112:04,294[A  ]| As if the Scene in$4$ Ephesus were laid
112:04,295[A  ]| And making Shrines for$4$ Jesus were a Trade;
112:04,296[A  ]| Kneeling to$4$ Stocks and Stones, when nothing more
112:04,297[A  ]| The Sacred Writ does threaten and abhor.
112:04,298[A  ]| The Adoration to$4$ the Virgin given
112:04,299[A  ]| But ranks her with Astarte, Queen of Heaven:
112:04,300[A  ]| Grant her a Saint, as we must all confess,
112:04,301[A  ]| The making her a Goddess makes her less.
112:04,302[A  ]| Then to$4$ the Martyrs to$9$ address by$4$ Prayer
112:04,303[A  ]| Was never heard for$4$ full five Hundred Year,
112:04,304[A  ]| Till in$4$ the Papal Church they broached it there.
112:04,305[A  ]| Nor yet of their Petitions, for$4$ the Dead
112:04,306[A  ]| Can there be anything Material said;
112:04,307[A  ]| For$4$ granting it were not merely done for$4$ Gain,
112:04,308[A  ]| It is but at best, Ridiculous and Vain:
112:04,309[A  ]| But for$4$ their Praying to$4$ them, it must be
112:04,310[A  ]| Nor more, nor less than flat Idolatry.
112:04,311[A  ]| In$4$ such a Scheme of Worship to$9$ proceed
112:04,312[A  ]| Looks as we did no$2$ Mediator need;
112:04,313[A  ]| For$3$ if the Saints can do, why did our Saviour Bleed?
112:04,314[A  ]| How have their Works of Supererogation
112:04,315[A  ]| Been Trumpeted by$4$ Blockheads through the Nation!
112:04,316[A  ]| Strange they should better be than Heaven desires,
112:04,317[A  ]| When the least Duty all our strength requires,
112:04,318[A  ]| And Scripture does so$5#1$ much on$4$ this Enlarge,
112:04,319[A  ]| It is Man's the Debt, and Christ that$6#1$ does discharge:
112:04,320[A  ]| His Wisdom only it was that$6#1$ found the Way,
112:04,321[A  ]| And it was his Goodness only that$6#1$ could Pay.
112:04,322[A  ]| Be Human Life as holy as it will$1$,
112:04,323[A  ]| At best it is but Unprofitable still.
112:04,324[A  ]| How can our most Sublime Endeavours rise
112:04,325[A  ]| To$9$ equal Infinitely Good, and Wise!
112:04,326[A  ]| Less would not do, could Man for$4$ Sin atone,
112:04,327[A  ]| And fly to$4$ Heaven on$4$ Pinions of his own.
112:04,328[A  ]| O Truth Reversed! for$3$ all the while it is thus,
112:04,329[A  ]| We reach not that$6#2$, but that$6#2$ descends to$4$ us!
112:04,330[A  ]| But though such Faults no$2$ Reason can excuse;
112:04,331[A  ]| It is Nothing to$4$ the Wonder that$6#1$ ensues;
112:04,332[A  ]| For$3$, Transubstantiated by$4$ a Prayer
112:04,333[A  ]| The Whole, Entire, Essential Saviour is there;
112:04,334[A  ]| That$6#2$ Individual Flesh and Blood he wore
112:04,335[A  ]| When on$4$ the Accursed Cross our Sins he bore:
112:04,336[A  ]| So$3$ that$3$ at once, his Double Power to$9$ show,
112:04,337[A  ]| He makes his God and Consecrates him too:
112:04,338[A  ]| A Tenet worse than Egypt's wild Opinion
112:04,339[A  ]| When they Adored, among the rest, an Onion;
112:04,340[A  ]| But never to$4$ the Pope's Presumption grew;
112:04,341[A  ]| They Eat but would not own they made it too:
112:04,342[A  ]| The Cannibals were sure a Race but odd,
112:04,343[A  ]| But what are these that$6#1$ can devour their God!
112:04,344[A  ]| Then for$4$ Infallibility, the Fruit
112:04,345[A  ]| It bears is Endless Volumes of Dispute;
112:04,346[A  ]| An Error that$6#1$ does Thousands else comprise,
112:04,347[A  ]| To$4$ that$6#2$ they are Resolved, from that$6#2$ they rise;
112:04,348[A  ]| So$5#1$ wild a Monster! Discord is all her Food,
112:04,349[A  ]| Devouring much of Ink, but more of Blood.
112:04,350[A  ]| The Vatican itself contains, if one,
112:04,351[A  ]| Ten Thousand Authors on$4$ that$6#2$ Point alone;
112:04,352[A  ]| Which$6#1$ were a Man by$4$ Scripture Rules to$9$ try
112:04,353[A  ]| And their Deposing Doctrine by$8$ the By$8$;
112:04,354[A  ]| From whence to$4$ the King Killing Mufti is given
112:04,355[A  ]| At once the Crowns of Earth, and Keys of Heaven;
112:04,356[A  ]| Dropping to$4$ whom he Pleases Kingdoms here,
112:04,357[A  ]| And to$4$ his Perjured Sons Salvation there.
112:04,358[A  ]| Were but, I say, some Good Impartial Man
112:04,359[A  ]| Such black Assuming seriously to$9$ Scan,
112:04,360[A  ]| He would soon the proud Infatuation find
112:04,361[A  ]| To$9$ be all Tumour, and Reverse of Mind,
112:04,362[A  ]| And Rome's Spiritual Bedlam, managed thus,
112:04,363[A  ]| Much Wilder than the Secular with us.
112:04,364[A  ]| What strange Confusions, next, have taken place
112:04,365[A  ]| From the Perverse Expositors of Grace!
112:04,366[A  ]| What Tomes have been produced by$4$ Reprobation,
112:04,367[A  ]| Free-will, Election and Predestination!
112:04,368[A  ]| And this so$5#1$ Positive, as if they had heard
112:04,369[A  ]| The plain, Eternal Will$0$ of God declared,
112:04,370[A  ]| Before the Earth was formed or Sun appeared.
112:04,371[A  ]| What bolder Crime can be by$4$ Man presumed
112:04,372[A  ]| Than pointing who$6#1$ are saved, and who$6#1$ are doomed?
112:04,373[A  ]| Nearly to$4$ these are these Disputes allied
112:04,374[A  ]| Of being Sanctified, and Justified;
112:04,375[A  ]| So$5#2$ wrested from the Genuine Sense they bear,
112:04,376[A  ]| It is just a Maze by$4$ what Preposterous Care
112:04,377[A  ]| It is rendered dark, what Scripture makes so$5#1$ clear.
112:04,378[A  ]| What Bawling has the Private Spirit made
112:04,379[A  ]| By$4$ Fumes and Guesses to$4$ the Brain conveyed,
112:04,380[A  ]| And calling in$5$ of Nonsense to$4$ her Aid?
112:04,381[A  ]| Unerring Conduct she believes her Due;
112:04,382[A  ]| In$4$ Rome it is false, but in$4$ herself it is true;
112:04,383[A  ]| So$3$ Rails against it, and Asserts it too.
112:04,384[A  ]| Some upon$4$ Tracts of Inspiration fall,
112:04,385[A  ]| As if they had been in$4$ the Third Heaven with Paul,
112:04,386[A  ]| When all they Teach is Rancour, Spite and Gall.
112:04,387[A  ]| Others Election to$4$ that$6#2$ height profess,
112:04,388[A  ]| That$3$, Good or Ill, they are sure of Happiness;
112:04,389[A  ]| Nay, though they died both in$4$ their Sin and Shame,
112:04,390[A  ]| Without even hearing a Saviour's Name,
112:04,391[A  ]| They yet assert their Bliss would be the same.
112:04,392[A  ]| Some lose themselves in$4$ a like$2$ dangerous Mist,
112:04,393[A  ]| That$3$ Justice, and that$3$ Mercy can not consist,
112:04,394[A  ]| And Schemes would lay by$4$ finite Human Sense,
112:04,395[A  ]| For$4$ an Exacter Sway by$4$ Providence.
112:04,396[A  ]| Some to$4$ their Prayers so$5#1$ scurvily will$1$ fall,
112:04,397[A  ]| In$4$ Streets and Markets they presume a Call;
112:04,398[A  ]| And some more Wild, are for$4$ no$2$ Prayers at all.
112:04,399[A  ]| Meanwhile their Leaders Snarl, and Grin, and Jar,
112:04,400[A  ]| And press with Reams of Pamphlets to$4$ the War.
112:04,401[A  ]| Added to$4$ these, what Volumes may we see
112:04,402[A  ]| Where Paul and James but seem to$9$ disagree?
112:04,403[A  ]| While Faith and Works by$4$ different Lights are shown,
112:04,404[A  ]| Confounding two that$6#1$ must be always one;
112:04,405[A  ]| For$3$ He that$6#1$ has not both, had even as Good have none.
112:04,406[A  ]| From these Divisions, hateful to$4$ the Sight,
112:04,407[A  ]| (And many we have named and more we might)
112:04,408[A  ]| Revenge, Contention, and Dislike arise,
112:04,409[A  ]| Boil in$4$ our Blood, and Lighten from our Eyes
112:04,410[A  ]| Driving along, till they Obliterate quite
112:04,411[A  ]| The very Notions both of Wrong and Right.
112:04,412[A  ]| The Scripture that$6#1$ we quote we turn to$4$ Gall;
112:04,413[A  ]| On$4$ Heaven we look, but thence for$4$ Fire we call,
112:04,414[A  ]| And Heat, and Pride, and Frenzy govern all:
112:04,415[A  ]| So$3$ that$3$ but go to$4$ Bedlam, You would Swear
112:04,416[A  ]| Much less of Blood and Ruin would appear,
112:04,417[A  ]| Of Rage, of Virulence, of Hate and Sin,
112:04,418[A  ]| If those were out, and all our Sectaries in$5$;
112:04,419[A  ]| From whom could we, but so$5#2$, the Future Ages free,
112:04,420[A  ]| How would they bless the Care we took of Lunacy!
112:04,421[A  ]| Unhappy Church of England! ~~ but the best
112:04,422[A  ]| That$6#1$ ever yet the Christian Name Professed:
112:04,423[A  ]| From Earliest Times she does her Worship draw,
112:04,424[A  ]| Her Lineage just as Ancient as her Law.
112:04,425[A  ]| By$4$ Test of Scripture all her Doctrine is tried,
112:04,426[A  ]| And only follows as the Apostles Guide;
112:04,427[A  ]| So$3$ that$3$ She can not be Judged of modern date,
112:04,428[A  ]| Unless Saint*Paul and Peter were of late.
112:04,429[A  ]| Fathers She quotes, and on$4$ their Sense relies
112:04,430[A  ]| For$4$ the first Five and purest Centuries;
112:04,431[A  ]| Councils She owns for$4$ Public Service meant,
112:04,432[A  ]| Not such as the last Monster was of Trent.
112:04,433[A  ]| The Mitre too She wears, the Crosier holds,
112:04,434[A  ]| But uses all her Power in$4$ saving Souls.
112:04,435[A  ]| So$5#1$ far her Mind from Persecution is found,
112:04,436[A  ]| She trembles at an Inquisition's sound,
112:04,437[A  ]| And wonders Meekness should so$5#1$ much Decrease
112:04,438[A  ]| To$9$ raise Confusion from the Source of Peace.
112:04,439[A  ]| Not that$3$ she wants a Power Judicial, when
112:04,440[A  ]| Her Constitution is Mined by$4$ Treacherous Men;
112:04,441[A  ]| But then, even that$6#2$ Judicial Power is Judged
112:04,442[A  ]| Best in$4$ the Civil Administration lodged;
112:04,443[A  ]| Because (Intent on$4$ Things of Greater weight,)
112:04,444[A  ]| The Church should still be guarded by$4$ the State:
112:04,445[A  ]| From hence her Tests and Penal Laws arose,
112:04,446[A  ]| Not that$3$ her Will$0$ is to$9$ threaten, or Impose,
112:04,447[A  ]| But to$9$ be screened from her Inveterate Foes;
112:04,448[A  ]| Fixed in$4$ which$6#1$ Circle, She, in$4$ that$6#2$ Redoubt,
112:04,449[A  ]| Can ward against the Schismatics without;
112:04,450[A  ]| But if beyond the Ring they dare descend,
112:04,451[A  ]| They clip her Right; ~~ and Right she may defend:
112:04,452[A  ]| For$3$ Passive though she be (as knowing well
112:04,453[A  ]| Her Duty is to$9$ suffer, not Rebel)
112:04,454[A  ]| Yet when Commands by$4$ Lawless Power are laid,
112:04,455[A  ]| That$6#1$ would break God's Commands to$9$ have Obeyed,
112:04,456[A  ]| She first Refuses, as her Scripture Right;
112:04,457[A  ]| And Urged beyond, Opposes Might to$4$ Might:
112:04,458[A  ]| Not that$3$ this Needful Doctrine current runs,
112:04,459[A  ]| Or has been sided with by$4$ all her Sons:
112:04,460[A  ]| By$4$ that$6#2$ indeed her Laics stand or fall,
112:04,461[A  ]| But she, whatever the Extremes, is yet for$4$ suffering all:
112:04,462[A  ]| Her Seculars, when Boundless Power appears,
112:04,463[A  ]| Oppose against it, Buckler, Sword, and Spears;
112:04,464[A  ]| But all her own Defence is Fasting, Prayers and Tears.
112:04,465[A  ]| Whatever Scurrility her Foes invent,
112:04,466[A  ]| This is her Use in$4$ turns of Government:
112:04,467[A  ]| And though so$5#1$ oft they have strove to$9$ pull her Down,
112:04,468[A  ]| They find her yet Inseparate to$4$ the Crown.
112:04,469[A  ]| Then for$4$ her Rites, and Moderate Discipline,
112:04,470[A  ]| Religion never drew a Nobler Scene:
112:04,471[A  ]| So$3$ Cautious Wrong with Rigour to$9$ pursue,
112:04,472[A  ]| She never suffers, but she Pardons too.
112:04,473[A  ]| From needless Ceremonies wholly free,
112:04,474[A  ]| For$3$ those she has are kept for$4$ Decency;
112:04,475[A  ]| So$3$ both the dangerous Rocks does wisely shun,
112:04,476[A  ]| Of Using Many, and of having None.
112:04,477[A  ]| But for$4$ her Form, her Heavenly Form of Prayers,
112:04,478[A  ]| What Infidel without Devotion hears!
112:04,479[A  ]| The best that$6#1$ ever Reached the Immortal Ears!
112:04,480[A  ]| Not crudely thought of, and composed in$4$ haste,
112:04,481[A  ]| But wrote in$4$ Words that$6#1$ will$1$ like$4$ Language last:
112:04,482[A  ]| Solemn, Engaging, Weighty and Divine,
112:04,483[A  ]| Agreeing with, or took from Scripture every Line.
112:04,484[A  ]| O Holy Composition! Sacred Charm!
112:04,485[A  ]| That$6#1$ can our Minds of all their Fears disarm!
112:04,486[A  ]| O make, at first, then keep our Spirits ever warm
112:04,487[A  ]| That$3$ every time thy Duties we attend,
112:04,488[A  ]| Our Souls may rise, till they at last ascend
112:04,489[A  ]| Where Prayer and Praises never! never are to$9$ end!
112:04,490[A  ]| Yet O unhappy Church! surrounded by$4$
112:04,491[A  ]| So$5#1$ many Sects and Sons of Enmity;
112:04,492[A  ]| And more Unhappy, as shall next be shown,
112:04,493[A  ]| From Faithless Friends and Sons supposed her Own;
112:04,494[A  ]| Who$6#1$ yet more Dangerous Notions have Imbibed
112:04,495[A  ]| Than all the Knaves and Fools before Described.
112:05,000['  ]| <The Fifth Part.>
112:05,001[A  ]| Hail Sacred Mother, Guardian of the Land!
112:05,002[A  ]| Thou standest, and mayst thou yet forever stand:
112:05,003[A  ]| A Nursing Mother Heaven has raised, to$9$ be,
112:05,004[A  ]| As thou to$4$ us, the same Defence to$4$ Thee:
112:05,005[A  ]| What Blessings art thou likely now to$9$ Gain
112:05,006[A  ]| From Anna's Gentle, and Auspicious Reign!
112:05,007[A  ]| In$4$ her the State and You are doubly blest
112:05,008[A  ]| At once the Greatest of her Sex, and best:
112:05,009[A  ]| By$4$ all beloved, by$4$ all with Rapture seen!
112:05,010[A  ]| Nor know we which$6#1$ excels the most, the Christian or the Queen.
112:05,011[A  ]| Early thy Sacred Doctrine she Embraced,
112:05,012[A  ]| And ever since has held the Blessing fast.
112:05,013[A  ]| Whatever Plots against thy Frame combine,
112:05,014[A  ]| They first must reach her Peace to$9$ Ruin thine.
112:05,015[A  ]| Even to$4$ her own she thy Repose prefers,
112:05,016[A  ]| As knowing well thy deadliest Foes are hers.
112:05,017[A  ]| A Subject she, thy Rules subjected lay,
112:05,018[A  ]| The Scoff of Atheists and the Sectaries' Prey,
112:05,019[A  ]| Who$6#1$ watched thy low Estate, and Jostled for$4$ the Sway;
112:05,020[A  ]| But when her Fortune did, Auspicious, rise
112:05,021[A  ]| (The Care of Heaven, and Darling of our Eyes!
112:05,022[A  ]| She filled the Gap, and stood in$4$ our Defence;
112:05,023[A  ]| As great her Power as late her Innocence.
112:05,024[A  ]| And now, securely Seated on$4$ the Throne,
112:05,025[A  ]| She Cultivates our Virtues with her own.
112:05,026[A  ]| Forward she Swift to$4$ Reformation drives;
112:05,027[A  ]| And, that$3$ the Fair may show it in$4$ their Lives
112:05,028[A  ]| She makes herself the Pattern for$4$ the Wives;
112:05,029[A  ]| And Copies at one Draught the Lamb and Dove;
112:05,030[A  ]| Like$4$ this her Purity and that$6#2$ her Love,
112:05,031[A  ]| Of all the Human Joys we stand Possessed,
112:05,032[A  ]| The kind the chaste Domestic Life is best,
112:05,033[A  ]| And gives the Softest Toils and Sweetest Rest!
112:05,034[A  ]| For$3$ where two Hearts meet, just like$4$ Tallies, even,
112:05,035[A  ]| It is there we find below a Taste of Heaven!
112:05,036[A  ]| Such is the Life, and such the happy State
112:05,037[A  ]| Of our Illustrious Princess and her Mate:
112:05,038[A  ]| To$4$ Unmolested, Mutual Joys they go,
112:05,039[A  ]| Though little Copied in$4$ their Train below.
112:05,040[A  ]| Not that$3$ the Blessings of the Marriage Life
112:05,041[A  ]| Makes her decline the Hero's Martial strife,
112:05,042[A  ]| When a Just Cause, where she has passed her Word,
112:05,043[A  ]| Or there where Peace must be by$4$ War Restored,
112:05,044[A  ]| Bids her Unsheathe her slow, unwilling Sword;
112:05,045[A  ]| But ground as keen and as undaunted born,
112:05,046[A  ]| As that$6#2$ by$4$ Cyrus, or by$4$ Caesar worn:
112:05,047[A  ]| Nor is her General, for$4$ his time, behind
112:05,048[A  ]| Those Heroes in$4$ Success and Presence of the Mind:
112:05,049[A  ]| Nor ever did they, to$4$ such a Numerous Foe,
112:05,050[A  ]| Strike at one Heat a more Decisive Blow.
112:05,051[A  ]| In$4$ the Late Reign his Fate refused to$9$ Rise,
112:05,052[A  ]| Nor had he yet attained the Glorious Prize,
112:05,053[A  ]| But for$4$ the Influence of a Woman's Eyes!
112:05,054[A  ]| No$2$ less Success could he Expect to$9$ Meet
112:05,055[A  ]| From so$5#1$ much Worth, and from a Mind so$5#1$ Great!
112:05,056[A  ]| Anew she, thus our Nerves for$4$ Conquests strings,
112:05,057[A  ]| As when our Great Plantagenets were Kings.
112:05,058[A  ]| O Glorious Reign! that$6#1$ every way Succeeds,
112:05,059[A  ]| And neither Counsel, Men, or Money needs;
112:05,060[A  ]| But all, officious round about her wait,
112:05,061[A  ]| As truly Good, to$9$ make her Truly Great.
112:05,062[A  ]| At home she would our Sons of Strife compose,
112:05,063[A  ]| Abroad she Guards the Nation from our Foes,
112:05,064[A  ]| And still shall Guard, till, with Eliza's Fate,
112:05,065[A  ]| The Gallic falls, as then the Spanish State:
112:05,066[A  ]| A Work Reserved by$4$ Heaven for$4$ Her alone,
112:05,067[A  ]| To$9$ drag the Audacious Monster from a Throne,
112:05,068[A  ]| Confound their Salique Law, and make the Rule her own.
112:05,069[A  ]| O may that$6#2$ famous Institution there
112:05,070[A  ]| Have now its just Reverse Established here;
112:05,071[A  ]| That$3$ on$4$ the British Throne may still be seen
112:05,072[A  ]| A Female Race, ~~ and long the Present Queen;
112:05,073[A  ]| That$3$ all we have lost her Conduct may Regain,
112:05,074[A  ]| And only Woman! Glorious Woman Reign!
112:05,075[A  ]| Secured and blest by$4$ such a Sacred Head,
112:05,076[A  ]| What, O Eusebia! canst thou further dread?
112:05,077[A  ]| I formed, indeed, but now a Gloomy Scene
112:05,078[A  ]| Of Clouds and Storms; but all is now Serene.
112:05,079[A  ]| By$4$ her Example taught their Rage and Spite
112:05,080[A  ]| The Sectaries lose, and in$4$ Her Praise unite:
112:05,081[A  ]| Or granting (as we doubt) their Love they feign,
112:05,082[A  ]| You yet are safe in$4$ this Auspicious Reign:
112:05,083[A  ]| Not but perhaps (though now the View is Rest)
112:05,084[A  ]| It may a Blessing prove to$9$ be Oppressed:
112:05,085[A  ]| Whom Heaven does love it does with Stripes Chastise;
112:05,086[A  ]| It is hard without Affliction to$9$ be Wise.
112:05,087[A  ]| Thus God, perhaps, permits these Knaves and Fools,
112:05,088[A  ]| And long may do, so$3$ that$3$ the Humbler Souls
112:05,089[A  ]| May cleave, with Thee, the stricter to$4$ his Rules,
112:05,090[A  ]| To$9$ Conquer all even Israel was debarred,
112:05,091[A  ]| Their Dangerous Inmates had some Cities spared;
112:05,092[A  ]| Left of set purpose, should they prove Unwise,
112:05,093[A  ]| To$9$ gore their Sides, and Prickle in$4$ their Eyes:
112:05,094[A  ]| For$3$ when that$6#2$ stubborn Nation did offend,
112:05,095[A  ]| It was nothing but Affliction made them mend.
112:05,096[A  ]| But as to$4$ what thy Faithless Friends impose,
112:05,097[A  ]| What shall we say? or what Defence from those
112:05,098[A  ]| Who$6#1$ at thy very Vitals lie unseen,
112:05,099[A  ]| And darkly Act their treacherous Parts within?
112:05,100[A  ]| Are they thy Sons who$6#1$ at this Time unite
112:05,101[A  ]| With the High-flying foolish Perkinite?
112:05,102[A  ]| How can a set of Men thy Peace intend
112:05,103[A  ]| Whose Counsels Ruin what thy own Defend?
112:05,104[A  ]| For$3$ where is the Religion, or the Sense,
112:05,105[A  ]| Of bringing in$5$ a Spurious, Popish Prince,
112:05,106[A  ]| When all the Three Estates (the Legal Sway)
112:05,107[A  ]| Had turned the Current quite another Way?
112:05,108[A  ]| Which$6#1$ certainly they never would have done
112:05,109[A  ]| But that$3$ they saw the Rocks we ought to$9$ shun,
112:05,110[A  ]| Though to$4$ the Men of shallow reach unknown:
112:05,111[A  ]| Let Fools be to$4$ their own Conceits inclined;
112:05,112[A  ]| It is God himself that$6#1$ tunes a Nation's Mind.
112:05,113[A  ]| What have we then to$9$ do but to$9$ comply
112:05,114[A  ]| For$4$ Conscience sake, with Power and Equity?
112:05,115[A  ]| And fix our future Hope, as late decreed,
112:05,116[A  ]| On$4$ that$6#2$ Illustrious House that$6#1$ must Succeed.
112:05,117[A  ]| But first, O let our Interest first be weighed!
112:05,118[A  ]| To$4$ Anna all our Loves and Vows be paid,
112:05,119[A  ]| And that$6#2$ Succession Ages yet delayed.
112:05,120[A  ]| In$4$ the meantime we see by$4$ the Design
112:05,121[A  ]| Of such as would thy safety undermine,
112:05,122[A  ]| That$3$ they are Ungrateful Sons; ~~ if they are Sons of Thine.
112:05,123[A  ]| But if so$5#1$ high some of thy Children go
112:05,124[A  ]| There yet are others that$6#1$ descend as low.
112:05,125[A  ]| So$5#1$ hard their Privilege the former Strain,
112:05,126[A  ]| That$3$, if it break not, yet it is rendered vain;
112:05,127[A  ]| And these are always for$4$ a slackened Rein:
112:05,128[A  ]| Whatever turn of Government befall,
112:05,129[A  ]| They scarcely ever look, but leap at all.
112:05,130[A  ]| Those think that$3$ Oaths beyond their Nature bind,
112:05,131[A  ]| Beyond the Sense for$4$ which$6#1$ they were designed;
112:05,132[A  ]| And these believe they are things beneath a Man to$4$ mind.
112:05,133[A  ]| Those to$4$ that$6#1$ height advance Monarchal Sway,
112:05,134[A  ]| That$3$, notwithstanding all the Scripture say,
112:05,135[A  ]| It is Damnation yet to$9$ disobey.
112:05,136[A  ]| But on$4$ this Side there are a sort of Elves
112:05,137[A  ]| So$5#1$ cool, they would dash their Princess on$4$ the Shelves,
112:05,138[A  ]| So$3$ in$4$ her Ruin they could raise themselves.
112:05,139[A  ]| So$5#1$ odd their Sentiments of Regal Sway,
112:05,140[A  ]| Could they but easy live, and little Pay,
112:05,141[A  ]| Were Noll again to$9$ Rule, they would readily obey.
112:05,142[A  ]| In$4$ short the two Contenders (now our Themes)
112:05,143[A  ]| Were still, and will$1$ be ever in$4$ Extremes.
112:05,144[A  ]| The first to$4$ Papal Counsels seems inclined
112:05,145[A  ]| And the other is Calvin half, with Luther joined.
112:05,146[A  ]| Thy Moderation Vehemently they blame,
112:05,147[A  ]| But that$6#2$ is no$2$ Christian Truth, that$6#1$ is not still the same.
112:05,148[A  ]| Meanwhile we see, though they will$1$ never join
112:05,149[A  ]| In$4$ ought beside, they in$4$ thy Fall combine;
112:05,150[A  ]| So$3$ are but Treacherous Sons, ~~ if Sons at all of thine.
112:05,151[A  ]| Others among thy Prelates may be found
112:05,152[A  ]| That$6#1$ nothing else but Comprehension sound;
112:05,153[A  ]| And to$4$ that$6#2$ end Destructive Tracts prepare,
112:05,154[A  ]| That$6#1$ give thy Sanctions quite another Air:
112:05,155[A  ]| Thy very Articles themselves they seize,
112:05,156[A  ]| And make them speak whatever Sense they please;
112:05,157[A  ]| Such as in$4$ Scripture can not be found, if sought,
112:05,158[A  ]| And what their first Compilers never thought.
112:05,159[A  ]| With Schemes of Latitude they court the Rout,
112:05,160[A  ]| Which$6#1$ followed, soon would bring this Change about,
112:05,161[A  ]| To$9$ let the Sectaries in$5$, and drive thy Votaries out.
112:05,162[A  ]| Thou that$6#1$ the best of Churches now we own,
112:05,163[A  ]| Wouldst then be found the very worst, ~~ or None.
112:05,164[A  ]| It is to$9$ be wished, indeed, that$3$ all Mankind
112:05,165[A  ]| In$4$ matters of Belief were always of one Mind:
112:05,166[A  ]| But since below we are never like$5$ to$9$ see
112:05,167[A  ]| A Perfect, Universal Unity;
112:05,168[A  ]| A Bliss reserved for$4$ the bright Realms above,
112:05,169[A  ]| Where all is Rapture, Purity and Love,
112:05,170[A  ]| Or for$4$ the blessed Millennium; (if so$5#2$ be
112:05,171[A  ]| Our Hope of that$6#2$ is not a Fallacy;)
112:05,172[A  ]| What can we think of those, but that$3$ they err,
112:05,173[A  ]| Who$6#1$ would by$4$ Anarchy erect it here?
112:05,174[A  ]| And quite dissolve thy Principles and Rules,
112:05,175[A  ]| To$9$ flatter Villains and encourage Fools?
112:05,176[A  ]| Denying Entrance is, they cry, a Sin,
112:05,177[A  ]| Pull down, and let at once the Sectaries in$5$;
112:05,178[A  ]| Why is your Stubborn Will$0$ the Cruel Cause
112:05,179[A  ]| So$5#1$ many Brethren break the Sacred Laws?
112:05,180[A  ]| Remove the Fence, that$3$ Justice may prevail;
112:05,181[A  ]| Nor keep so$5#1$ many Souls without the Pale.
112:05,182[A  ]| Forbid it God, it is answered, we should be
112:05,183[A  ]| Justly accused of such Barbarity;
112:05,184[A  ]| Let them Retract their Errors; when it is done,
112:05,185[A  ]| Both they and we will$1$ be forever one.
112:05,186[A  ]| But here they Answer: ~~ What You bid them do
112:05,187[A  ]| Is a most Glorious Work reserved for$4$ You:
112:05,188[A  ]| The Points they argue are of Highest Weight,
112:05,189[A  ]| You only for$4$ Indifferent Things debate;
112:05,190[A  ]| There all your Arguments and Stress You lay;
112:05,191[A  ]| By$4$ Rigidness You move, by$4$ Conscience they;
112:05,192[A  ]| The things they would have you grant them are but small,
112:05,193[A  ]| And lay those by$5$, You have them at a Call;
112:05,194[A  ]| Your Duty is, then, to$9$ make Concessions to$4$ them all.
112:05,195[A  ]| That$3$ ever Men so$5#1$ Positive should be
112:05,196[A  ]| Their Cause is Truth, when it is Conspiracy!
112:05,197[A  ]| But that$3$ at once, we may the Point discuss,
112:05,198[A  ]| Are we gone out from them, or they from us?
112:05,199[A  ]| If they from us, then thence this Answer springs,
112:05,200[A  ]| It is they that$6#1$ break about Indifferent things.
112:05,201[A  ]| As to$4$ the Points that$6#1$ we with them debate,
112:05,202[A  ]| We will$1$ prove them of the highest Force and Weight;
112:05,203[A  ]| And that$3$ if those Concessions they desire
112:05,204[A  ]| Our Church should grant, she must of Course expire;
112:05,205[A  ]| Or if she did exist, she could but be
112:05,206[A  ]| A Complication of Absurdity,
112:05,207[A  ]| Made up$5$ at once of Christian, Turk and Jew;
112:05,208[A  ]| A Thousand Tenets false, for$4$ one that$6#1$ is true.
112:05,209[A  ]| For$4$ Proof, to$9$ please the bold Socinian,
112:05,210[A  ]| We first must own our Saviour merely Man.
112:05,211[A  ]| With the Perverse Fanatic to$9$ comply,
112:05,212[A  ]| We must abolish next, our Liturgy.
112:05,213[A  ]| To$9$ join the Quakers, before  it can be done
112:05,214[A  ]| We must at once both Sacraments disown;
112:05,215[A  ]| Make Truth an Unintelligible Din,
112:05,216[A  ]| And call abusive Nonsense Light within.
112:05,217[A  ]| To$9$ come up$5$ to$4$ the Baptist, Women, Men,
112:05,218[A  ]| Must all Consent to$9$ be Baptized again,
112:05,219[A  ]| Or pass, at best, but for$4$ a Heathen Race,
112:05,220[A  ]| Till by$4$ Immersion they have dived for$4$ Grace.
112:05,221[A  ]| In$4$ short to$9$ please them all of every Station,
112:05,222[A  ]| We must Renounce our Power of Ordination;
112:05,223[A  ]| Leave every Man his Errors to$9$ Instil,
112:05,224[A  ]| To$9$ Hear, Believe, and Worship what he will$1$,
112:05,225[A  ]| Till Truth and Purity are Banished quite,
112:05,226[A  ]| And all to$9$ salve that$6#2$ specious Word, ~~ Unite.
112:05,227[A  ]| Well did the Graver (waving the abuse)
112:05,228[A  ]| Picture the Church of England like$4$ a Goose;
112:05,229[A  ]| The Sectaries all around with Haggard Hair,
112:05,230[A  ]| Pulling the Feathers off to$9$ make her bare;
112:05,231[A  ]| And on$4$ her Head the Jesuits and their Train
112:05,232[A  ]| With Bills like$4$ Woodcocks, pecking at her Brain:
112:05,233[A  ]| For$3$ such, O British Church! thou surely art,
112:05,234[A  ]| If from thy Needful Barriers thou dost part,
112:05,235[A  ]| Set up$5$ to$9$ Guard thee from a Lawless Rout,
112:05,236[A  ]| Who$6#1$ would get in$5$ but just to$9$ drive thee out.
112:05,237[A  ]| In$4$ short a Comprehension to$4$ Design,
112:05,238[A  ]| Be who$6#1$ they will$1$ that$6#1$ in$4$ the Project join,
112:05,239[A  ]| Does prove them Treacherous Sons, ~~ if Sons at all of Thine.
112:05,240[A  ]| Others there are in$4$ Sacerdotal Wear,
112:05,241[A  ]| That$6#1$ quite Disgrace their Sacred Character;
112:05,242[A  ]| In$4$ Sports and Revels they their Time employ,
112:05,243[A  ]| As they were made for$4$ Laughter, Love and Joy.
112:05,244[A  ]| But slenderly those Sons observe thy Rules
112:05,245[A  ]| That$6#1$ only herd with Women and with Fools,
112:05,246[A  ]| And totally forgets ~~ his Cure of Souls.
112:05,247[A  ]| Another does his Scripture Theme disgrace,
112:05,248[A  ]| And makes a Pulpit War with Hudibras:
112:05,249[A  ]| (Poor Hudibras! to$4$ whom they grudged his Bread,
112:05,250[A  ]| Neglected Living, and revile him dead:)
112:05,251[A  ]| A Third in$4$ Taverns passes half his Days,
112:05,252[A  ]| Or runs disguised to$4$ Brothels and to$4$ Plays.
112:05,253[A  ]| How oft, O London! in$4$ thy Streets is found
112:05,254[A  ]| (Thy Streets which$6#1$ so$5#2$ with Pimps and Punks abound!)
112:05,255[A  ]| The Youthful Teacher picking up$5$ the Trull,
112:05,256[A  ]| Regardless of his Coat ~~ and more than Fool!
112:05,257[A  ]| Others thy Coffee Conventicles Use,
112:05,258[A  ]| And run distracted after Lies and News,
112:05,259[A  ]| When any needy Hawker if they please,
112:05,260[A  ]| Would every Day, and for$4$ a Penny fees,
112:05,261[A  ]| Bring to$4$ their House the cure of that$6#2$ Disease.
112:05,262[A  ]| They will$1$ urge, perhaps, they may Diversion use;
112:05,263[A  ]| And any just Diversion we excuse:
112:05,264[A  ]| To$9$ Walk, to$9$ Ride, to$9$ visit Learned Friends,
112:05,265[A  ]| Is what the Muse not blames, but Recommends.
112:05,266[A  ]| But what in$4$ their Defence can any say,
112:05,267[A  ]| Who$6#1$, Farmer like$5$, clad in$4$ a Coat of Grey,
112:05,268[A  ]| And long Cravat, never miss a Market Day?
112:05,269[A  ]| That$3$ Corn and Beeves, and Managing their Ground
112:05,270[A  ]| Make their Employment all the Year around;
112:05,271[A  ]| As if there were no$2$ laymen in$4$ the Way
112:05,272[A  ]| To$9$ rent their Glebe, and make them Honest Pay?
112:05,273[A  ]| Meanwhile their Books (where safely they reside)
112:05,274[A  ]| The Dust does cover and the Cobwebs hide;
112:05,275[A  ]| Their Unfrequented Studies Silence Rules,
112:05,276[A  ]| And leaves to$4$ their Pursuit the Muck of Fools.
112:05,277[A  ]| Whatever they to$4$ their Families design,
112:05,278[A  ]| With those we named before we these may join;
112:05,279[A  ]| All very shameless Sons, ~~ at least if Sons of Thine.
112:05,280[A  ]| As these the Church now under our debate,
112:05,281[A  ]| Some Laics are as fatal to$4$ the State;
112:05,282[A  ]| And may be, secularly, understood
112:05,283[A  ]| Always Dissenting from the Public Good:
112:05,284[A  ]| That$3$ from the Crown Prerogative would tear,
112:05,285[A  ]| The Oldest and the Brightest Jewel there.
112:05,286[A  ]| Not that$3$ the Muse the English does deny
112:05,287[A  ]| To$9$ be Tenacious of their Liberty:
112:05,288[A  ]| Far be our Conduct from those slavish Souls
112:05,289[A  ]| Whom Lewis by$4$ his Lawless Power controls:
112:05,290[A  ]| Licking the Dust, they tremble to$4$ the spurn,
112:05,291[A  ]| As only made to$9$ serve a Tyrant's turn.
112:05,292[A  ]| So$5#1$ little they of Human Comforts share,
112:05,293[A  ]| What we call Property is Treason there:
112:05,294[A  ]| Nor yet the Subject his Condition rues,
112:05,295[A  ]| Though nothing is left but want and Wooden Shoes.
112:05,296[A  ]| Fertile their Land, yet on$4$ Brown George they Dine,
112:05,297[A  ]| And Drink but Water though they Swim in$4$ Wine.
112:05,298[A  ]| A tedious Slavery thus, by$4$ Proof, we find
112:05,299[A  ]| Conveys its base Effects into the Mind,
112:05,300[A  ]| Till it at last forgets, or will$1$ not see
112:05,301[A  ]| The Gain of Trade, and Sweets of Liberty:
112:05,302[A  ]| Or that$3$ whenever a Nation has the Will$0$
112:05,303[A  ]| To$9$ shake a Tyrant off that$6#1$ Governs ill,
112:05,304[A  ]| That$6#1$ would their Laws Subvert, and Rights devour,
112:05,305[A  ]| That$6#2$ Will$0$ can never be without the Power:
112:05,306[A  ]| How can the Art or Strength of One Prevail
112:05,307[A  ]| Against whole Millions in$4$ the other Scale?
112:05,308[A  ]| Unhappy People! that$6#1$ of Conquest boast,
112:05,309[A  ]| When all they get is to$4$ their Tyrant lost!
112:05,310[A  ]| Never before did Gallia know a Reign,
112:05,311[A  ]| That$6#1$ bled them every Purse and every Vein:
112:05,312[A  ]| But Patient, and for$4$ Asses only meant,
112:05,313[A  ]| Implicit they obey; alike Content
112:05,314[A  ]| With Cheats of Faith, and Cheats of Government.
112:05,315[A  ]| More madly yet the Briton plays his Game;
112:05,316[A  ]| Much better used and so$5#2$ the more to$9$ blame.
112:05,317[A  ]| A Restless Mind amidst our S**te reigns,
112:05,318[A  ]| Either still Fearing, or Imposing Chains;
112:05,319[A  ]| And Chains, perhaps, we all might quickly wear,
112:05,320[A  ]| Were not our Rights become a Wiser Care;
112:05,321[A  ]| For$3$ it is the L**ds who$6#1$, hating to$9$ Enslave,
112:05,322[A  ]| Preserve our Liberties to$9$ keep us Brave;
112:05,323[A  ]| While standing as a Barrier, or a Tower,
112:05,324[A  ]| Between our Tribunes and the Kingly Power,
112:05,325[A  ]| They from the Insults of either keep us free,
112:05,326[A  ]| When these would clip Prerogative, or that$6#2$ our Property:
112:05,327[A  ]| For$3$ King and Commons, in$4$ their first Intent,
112:05,328[A  ]| Are the two Scales of British Government;
112:05,329[A  ]| But Scales that$6#1$ soon would err to$4$ an extreme,
112:05,330[A  ]| Did not the Nobles fix and pin the Beam:
112:05,331[A  ]| A Counterpoise, whenever the Storm is Great,
112:05,332[A  ]| To$9$ trim the Vessel, and to$9$ save the State:
112:05,333[A  ]| Not that$3$ this Character of all is meant;
112:05,334[A  ]| For$3$ some there are that$6#1$ never were Content
112:05,335[A  ]| With any Prince, or any Government.
112:05,336[A  ]| O happy Constitution! on$4$ a Frame
112:05,337[A  ]| Established that$3$ would Ages last the same,
112:05,338[A  ]| But for$4$ the Pride and Rancour of a few
112:05,339[A  ]| Who$6#1$ would dissolve, and cast it all anew.
112:05,340[A  ]| To$4$ Wicked Men all things alike are just,
112:05,341[A  ]| If this Promote their Spite, or that$6#2$ their Lust:
112:05,342[A  ]| Perish the Nation, let the French Succeed,
112:05,343[A  ]| So$3$ but the Beau can Whore and Glutton feed;
112:05,344[A  ]| Or Bumpkin Members, at the Vine or Rose,
112:05,345[A  ]| Can Toast at once their Mistress, and their Nose;
112:05,346[A  ]| Then home returning raise their Tenants' rent
112:05,347[A  ]| To$9$ make amends for$4$ Sums profusely spent.
112:05,348[A  ]| Where yet much worse their Senses they expose
112:05,349[A  ]| To$9$ tell the Reasons of their Ay's and No's,
112:05,350[A  ]| Which$6#1$ though but Speeches short, have yet the Weight,
112:05,351[A  ]| If Misapplied, to$9$ Ruin Church and State.
112:05,352[A  ]| Men so$5#1$ Entrusted should to$4$ Truth be bent,
112:05,353[A  ]| And have clear Thoughts to$9$ Judge of the Event.
112:05,354[A  ]| But these are a Morose and sensual Rout,
112:05,355[A  ]| All Mute within, and endless, Chat without:
112:05,356[A  ]| Their Wit, Detraction; Honesty, Disguise;
112:05,357[A  ]| As Bessus, Brave; and their Electors, Wise:
112:05,358[A  ]| Thoughtless of Right, or Wrong; and not Content
112:05,359[A  ]| With Law, Religion, Prince, or Government.
112:05,360[A  ]| But as these six on$4$ Methods Lewd and Vain,
112:05,361[A  ]| Another Class are all for$4$ Power and Gain:
112:05,362[A  ]| These are the Men the Nation most should doubt
112:05,363[A  ]| That$6#1$ thrive within, and starve the Fools without;
112:05,364[A  ]| Their Master, Herd; whose Fleece they every Year
112:05,365[A  ]| Take off, and in$4$ the Public Pocket share
112:05,366[A  ]| What we even Groan to$9$ see, and they should blush to$9$ hear.
112:05,367[A  ]| What Care can of the Common Good be shown,
112:05,368[A  ]| Where most have separate Interests of their Own?
112:05,369[A  ]| He that$6#1$ on$4$ self Advancement does depend
112:05,370[A  ]| Directs his Counsels only to$4$ that$6#2$ End.
112:05,371[A  ]| If Father S**r (who$6#1$ abounds with Gall,
112:05,372[A  ]| At once disdaining, and disdained by$4$ all,)
112:05,373[A  ]| At any time a Party-Friend can serve,
112:05,374[A  ]| He cares not if a Thousand Worthier starve;
112:05,375[A  ]| Obliged so$5#1$ far, they will$1$ any Dangers face;
112:05,376[A  ]| And Vote to$9$ keep themselves and Him in$4$ Place:
112:05,377[A  ]| While the Gulled Country part with all their store
112:05,378[A  ]| To$9$ pay them Pensions but to$9$ Tax it more.
112:05,379[A  ]| And yet even these, if once got out of Grace,
112:05,380[A  ]| (Loyal no$2$ longer than they keep in$4$ Place,
112:05,381[A  ]| And H** himself is an Instance of the Case,)
112:05,382[A  ]| They Rave! they Rail and will$1$ not be Content
112:05,383[A  ]| With Law, Religion, Prince, or Government.
112:05,384[A  ]| We grant indeed that$3$, mixed with these, there are
112:05,385[A  ]| Some Worthy Men, who$6#1$ all self-interest bar:
112:05,386[A  ]| So$5#1$ Wealthy, that$3$ they will$1$ Nothing base advance,
112:05,387[A  ]| So$5#1$ Honest, as to$9$ Curse the Bribes of France.
112:05,388[A  ]| At once both to$4$ their King and Country true,
112:05,389[A  ]| The Mutual Good of either they pursue,
112:05,390[A  ]| And Lives and Fortunes cheerfully would set
112:05,391[A  ]| To$9$ make one Prosperous and the other Great.
112:05,392[A  ]| Their Counsels always to$4$ our Glory tend
112:05,393[A  ]| Sharp to$9$ discern, and ready to$9$ defend.
112:05,394[A  ]| And yet, Alas! what Common Good can rise
112:05,395[A  ]| From those that$6#1$ are Sagacious, Just and Wise,
112:05,396[A  ]| When the dead Weight of Number shall prevail,
112:05,397[A  ]| Though Law and Gospel lie in$4$ the other Scale?
112:05,398[A  ]| In$4$ vain the Poor on$4$ Innocence depends;
112:05,399[A  ]| Justice is there Majority of Friends.
112:05,400[A  ]| What can we from the Martyr's Fate infer
112:05,401[A  ]| But a sad Instance that$3$ the most may Err?
112:05,402[A  ]| In$4$ every Age we find that$3$ Men are Men;
112:05,403[A  ]| And some are now as bad as others then.
112:05,404[A  ]| Would it not grieve the Heart and shock the Ear
112:05,405[A  ]| That$3$ Feuds and Factions should be cherished there
112:05,406[A  ]| Where they are sent but only to$9$ agree,
112:05,407[A  ]| And keep the Land as Friendly, as it is Free?
112:05,408[A  ]| Which$6#2$ way can Heats, that$6#1$ every Year increase,
112:05,409[A  ]| Be argued to$9$ promote the Public Peace?
112:05,410[A  ]| If Parties strive, though this, or that$6#2$ Succeed,
112:05,411[A  ]| It is the People that$6#1$ both Pay, and Bleed.
112:05,412[A  ]| In$4$ the late Times the Royalists' Pretence
112:05,413[A  ]| For$4$ cutting Throats was to$9$ defend their Prince;
112:05,414[A  ]| The Godly Army, Thirsting after Blood,
112:05,415[A  ]| Plundered and Murdered for$4$ their Country's Good.
112:05,416[A  ]| The Knaves of either Party played the Game,
112:05,417[A  ]| While their trim Speakers (and we have yet the same)
112:05,418[A  ]| In$4$ S**te were the Breath that$6#1$ fanned the Flame.
112:05,419[A  ]| Can true and false be one? or Love and Hate?
112:05,420[A  ]| No$2$ less can Peace and Factions in$4$ a State.
112:05,421[A  ]| Accursed be they that$6#1$ sit in$4$ safety there
112:05,422[A  ]| And thence eject the Seeds of Strife and War,
112:05,423[A  ]| Which$6#1$ falling on$4$ the People, up$5$ there Springs
112:05,424[A  ]| Two Parties, this, their Country's: that$6#2$ their King's:
112:05,425[A  ]| But were the Cause by$4$ Justice to$9$ be tried,
112:05,426[A  ]| And the true Means for$4$ Public Peace applied,
112:05,427[A  ]| The Hot-heads should be Hanged on$4$ either Side,
112:05,428[A  ]| That$3$ others may be warned to$9$ rest Content
112:05,429[A  ]| With the true Line, and Legal Government.
112:05,430[A  ]| Where can the Good of Separate Interest be?
112:05,431[A  ]| Can it be fatal not to$9$ disagree?
112:05,432[A  ]| Or do they think (because it is agreed
112:05,433[A  ]| That$3$, now and then, a Vein may Breathing need)
112:05,434[A  ]| The Body Politic for$4$ Health must Bleed?
112:05,435[A  ]| As sure it will$1$, unless some speedy Care
112:05,436[A  ]| Is took, such Jehu's may not drive too far:
112:05,437[A  ]| We are to$4$ the utmost Verge of Danger run,
112:05,438[A  ]| And must be now United or Undone.
112:05,439[A  ]| For$3$ some there are, like$4$ Junius*Brutus sour,
112:05,440[A  ]| That$6#1$ would at once all Regal Right devour,
112:05,441[A  ]| And some, again, are for$4$ Unbounded Power.
112:05,442[A  ]| Some would a Scheme of Rule from Holland draw,
112:05,443[A  ]| And some would have the Sword of Lewis, Law.
112:05,444[A  ]| Others to$4$ Tracts of Rome and Greece repair
112:05,445[A  ]| For$4$ some old Forms, and would new vamp them here.
112:05,446[A  ]| Some would as useless have the L**ds laid by$5$,
112:05,447[A  ]| The Gloomy Politics of Anarchy!
112:05,448[A  ]| Others from Faction do this Inference draw,
112:05,449[A  ]| That$3$ it is a Balance to$9$ keep Kings in$4$ awe,
112:05,450[A  ]| Confined by$4$ that$6#2$ within the Bounds of Law;
112:05,451[A  ]| So$3$ raise a Danger nothing can suppress
112:05,452[A  ]| Only to$9$ make their fear of Danger less;
112:05,453[A  ]| The very last Extreme of Sottishness!
112:05,454[A  ]| Thus while all Parties each with each contend,
112:05,455[A  ]| They do but widen what they are called to$9$ mend.
112:05,456[A  ]| Even in$4$ Debate they can not forbear to$9$ bite,
112:05,457[A  ]| On$4$ this side Rancour and on$4$ that$6#2$ it is Spite,
112:05,458[A  ]| And all have Friends to$9$ say they Voted Right.
112:05,459[A  ]| From this Spring-head of Interest and Ill-will,
112:05,460[A  ]| Does all their Venom on$4$ the Mob distil,
112:05,461[A  ]| Till we, at once, can rife amongst them see
112:05,462[A  ]| Revenge, and Guile, and Fear, and Jealousy:
112:05,463[A  ]| Nor less does Pride, Hypocrisy and Hate
112:05,464[A  ]| Inflame the Gentry, and disturb the State:
112:05,465[A  ]| Inward Convulsions in$4$ her Breast she feels,
112:05,466[A  ]| And though she does not Fall, she often Reels.
112:05,467[A  ]| All sorts of Rabble, Mouth to$9$ fill the Cry,
112:05,468[A  ]| And Roar, and Thrust, and Swell, and Mutiny,
112:05,469[A  ]| If any Public News but go awry.
112:05,470[A  ]| The very Sweepers of the Jails and Halls,
112:05,471[A  ]| The Inhabitants of Cellars, Bulks and Stalls,
112:05,472[A  ]| Carmen and Cobblers, Scavengers, a Rout
112:05,473[A  ]| That$6#1$ will$1$ but look in$4$ Hell as now without;
112:05,474[A  ]| All, Copying from their Patrons, vent aloud
112:05,475[A  ]| The base dislike of an Ungrateful Crowd;
112:05,476[A  ]| And not of Thousands scarce is one Content
112:05,477[A  ]| With any Prince, or any Government.
112:05,478[A  ]| But throw, my Muse, a Veil upon$4$ our Faults,
112:05,479[A  ]| And throw, beside another on$4$ thy Thoughts;
112:05,480[A  ]| Should you speak more it might be dangerous here; ~~
112:05,481[A  ]| So$5#2$ pass on$5$ now to$4$ Rascals less our Fear.
113:01,000@@@@@| 
113:01,000['  ]| <Gould, Robert: The Works (1709)>
113:01,000['  ]| <VOLUME the SECOND. (SATYRS).>
113:01,000['  ]| <THE PLAY-HOUSE A SATYR.>
113:01,000['  ]| <The First Part.>
113:01,001[A  ]| Since of all things which$6#1$ at this Guilty Time
113:01,002[A  ]| Have felt the honest Satire's wholesome Rhyme
113:01,003[A  ]| The Impious Play-House has been most forborne,
113:01,004[A  ]| (Though it of all Things most deserves our Scorn)
113:01,005[A  ]| We will$1$ do at last what Justice does require;
113:01,006[A  ]| And strip it bare of all the Gay Attire
113:01,007[A  ]| Which$6#1$ Women love and Fools so$5#1$ much admire.
113:01,008[A  ]| Aid me, Ye Scorpions with Inveterate Spite,
113:01,009[A  ]| Instruct me how to$9$ stab with every Word I write;
113:01,010[A  ]| Or if my Pen is too weak this Tide to$9$ stem,
113:01,011[A  ]| Lend me Your Stings, and I will$1$ wound with them:
113:01,012[A  ]| Each home-set thrust shall pierce the vicious Heart,
113:01,013[A  ]| And draw the Poison from the envenomed Part;
113:01,014[A  ]| Lash every Fop and every Drab expose,
113:01,015[A  ]| And to$4$ the World a hideous Scene disclose:
113:01,016[A  ]| While the Proud Mimics who$6#1$ now Lord it so$5#2$,
113:01,017[A  ]| Become the Public hiss wherever they go,
113:01,018[A  ]| Their Trade decay and they unpitied Starve;
113:01,019[A  ]| A better Fate than most of them deserve.
113:01,020[A  ]| The Middle Gallery first demands our View;
113:01,021[A  ]| The filth of Jakes, and stench of every Stew!
113:01,022[A  ]| Here reeking Punks like$4$ Evening Insects swarm;
113:01,023[A  ]| The Polecat's Perfume much the Happier Charm.
113:01,024[A  ]| Their very Scent gives Apoplectic Fits,
113:01,025[A  ]| And yet they are thought all Civet by$4$ the Cits;
113:01,026[A  ]| Nor can we blame them; for$4$ the Truth to$9$ tell,
113:01,027[A  ]| The want of Brains may be the want of Smell.
113:01,028[A  ]| Here every Night they sit three Hours for$4$ Sale;
113:01,029[A  ]| The Night-rail always cleanlier than the Tail.
113:01,030[A  ]| If any Gudgeon bites they have Him sure,
113:01,031[A  ]| For$3$ nothing Angles Blockheads like$4$ a Whore.
113:01,032[A  ]| Discreet in$4$ this, their Faces not to$9$ show;
113:01,033[A  ]| The Mask the best Complexion of the two.
113:01,034[A  ]| Their Noses falling and their Eyes sunk in$5$,
113:01,035[A  ]| A wrinkled Forehead and a Parchment Skin:
113:01,036[A  ]| Their Breath as hot as Etna's Sulphurous Fire;
113:01,037[A  ]| Yet cold as Ice compared with their Desire.
113:01,038[A  ]| The Physic each has singly swallowed up$5$,
113:01,039[A  ]| Produced again, would stock even Chase's Shop.
113:01,040[A  ]| Yet such as these our Modern Fops admire;
113:01,041[A  ]| Perhaps to$9$ be Inured for$4$ hotter Fire.
113:01,042[A  ]| A Woman is never so$5#1$ Wicked, but she can
113:01,043[A  ]| Find one as Wicked, or much worse in$4$ Man,
113:01,044[A  ]| To$9$ satisfy her Lust, obey her Will$0$,
113:01,045[A  ]| And at her Nod perform the greatest Ill:
113:01,046[A  ]| These ride not Strumpets, but are Strumpet-rid,
113:01,047[A  ]| And Dog-like, fetch and carry as they are bid;
113:01,048[A  ]| But, naming Dogs, did You yet ever meet
113:01,049[A  ]| A proud Bitch and her Gallants in$4$ the Street?
113:01,050[A  ]| Shock, Mastiff, Mongrel, Spaniel Blithe and Gay
113:01,051[A  ]| With Brandished Tails, and panting over their Prey,
113:01,052[A  ]| Have You observed with what Obsequious Art
113:01,053[A  ]| They make their Court? So$5#1$ Amorous at the Heart,
113:01,054[A  ]| The more their Mistress snarls the less inclined to$9$ part.
113:01,055[A  ]| This is an Emblem of our Gallery Ware,
113:01,056[A  ]| The Scene we may see Nightly Acted here
113:01,057[A  ]| Not but we must give Dog and Bitch their due,
113:01,058[A  ]| As much the Chaster Creatures of the two;
113:01,059[A  ]| Their Season past they are cool; ~~ it is only here
113:01,060[A  ]| The Commerce holds, Insatiate, all the Year.
113:01,061[A  ]| About one Jilt a Hundred Apes shall move,
113:01,062[A  ]| And which$6#1$ is strange, at once all Chattering Love:
113:01,063[A  ]| So$5#1$ loud the Din, that$3$ who$6#1$ the Play would hear
113:01,064[A  ]| Might be as well Informed at Home, as there.
113:01,065[A  ]| At last they to$4$ the Rose direct their Way
113:01,066[A  ]| (Its Staple Trade such Customers as they)
113:01,067[A  ]| To$9$ end the Intrigue agreed on$5$ at the Play.
113:01,068[A  ]| Luxurious, there they Gormandize at large,
113:01,069[A  ]| And all at the Licentious Cully's Charge;
113:01,070[A  ]| Till drained both Purse and Chine he does retire,
113:01,071[A  ]| And within three Days finds He is all on$4$ Fire:
113:01,072[A  ]| The total, thus, of all Venereal Jobs
113:01,073[A  ]| Begin in$4$ Whore, and Terminate in$4$ Hobs.
113:01,074[A  ]| If he would find the Nymph that$6#1$ caused his Moan,
113:01,075[A  ]| He toils in$4$ vain, ~~ the Bird of Night is flown:
113:01,076[A  ]| Yet not this warning makes the Sot give over,
113:01,077[A  ]| He must repeat the Dangerous Bliss once more,
113:01,078[A  ]| But still finds harder Usage than before.
113:01,079[A  ]| Hence it is our Surgeons and our Quacks are grown
113:01,080[A  ]| To$9$ make so$5#1$ great a Figure in$4$ the Town;
113:01,081[A  ]| Heaping up$5$ large Estates by$4$ our Debauches;
113:01,082[A  ]| Our keeping Strumpets makes them keep their Coaches:
113:01,083[A  ]| Their Consorts so$5#1$ Extravagantly Gay,
113:01,084[A  ]| You in$4$ their Dress behold their Husband's Pay:
113:01,085[A  ]| But backward look, you will$1$ find it is the Stage
113:01,086[A  ]| That$6#1$ makes these Locusts swarm upon$4$ the Age:
113:01,087[A  ]| There it is the fruitful Bane is ploughed and tilled,
113:01,088[A  ]| But these have all the Harvest of the Field.
113:01,089[A  ]| There is many of them for$4$ their single Share,
113:01,090[A  ]| Pocket, it is said, some Thousands every Year:
113:01,091[A  ]| Nor is it strange in$4$ such a spreading Crime,
113:01,092[A  ]| Where half the Town is Fluxing at a Time:
113:01,093[A  ]| Wide as the Grave to$9$ take its Comers in$5$,
113:01,094[A  ]| Their Gates stand open for$4$ the Sons of Sin:
113:01,095[A  ]| But then the Tales delivered out again,
113:01,096[A  ]| Just as the Parson has his One in$4$ Ten:
113:01,097[A  ]| And they so$5#1$ pale and Meagre, you would swear
113:01,098[A  ]| A Ghost were Weightier, though they are nought but Air.
113:01,099[A  ]| So$5#1$ craving too are these Pox-Empirics grown.
113:01,100[A  ]| Live ye, or Die, they make the Cash their own.
113:01,101[A  ]| Expensive Malady! where People give
113:01,102[A  ]| More to$9$ be killed than many would to$9$ live!
113:01,103[A  ]| Some get Estates when others drop, but here
113:01,104[A  ]| The very Dying does undo the Heir.
113:01,105[A  ]| O that$3$ the custom were again Returned,
113:01,106[A  ]| That$3$ Bodies might on$4$ Funeral Piles be burned
113:01,107[A  ]| The Pestilential Vapours which$6#1$ the Sun
113:01,108[A  ]| Sucks from the Ground, and through the Air are thrown,
113:01,109[A  ]| Giving all Catching Plagues and Fevers Birth,
113:01,110[A  ]| Are only Steams Exhaled from Pocky Earth:
113:01,111[A  ]| From whence this Town we may conclude accursed,
113:01,112[A  ]| For$3$ here few Die but are half Rotten first.
113:01,113[A  ]| Nor is this Middle Gallery only found
113:01,114[A  ]| With Drabs of Common Trading to$9$ abound;
113:01,115[A  ]| But, to$4$ the Eternal Scandal of their Race,
113:01,116[A  ]| Her Honour often, and as oft her Grace
113:01,117[A  ]| Sail hither, Masked and Muffled in$4$ Disguise;
113:01,118[A  ]| And with pert Carriage and their smart Replies
113:01,119[A  ]| Set all the Men agog, who$6#1$ straight agree
113:01,120[A  ]| They must of course, be Punks of Quality;
113:01,121[A  ]| So$3$ lead them off to$9$ give their Longings vent,
113:01,122[A  ]| For$3$ it is presumed they came for$4$ that$6#2$ Intent:
113:01,123[A  ]| At least, if not for$4$ common Use, they employ
113:01,124[A  ]| Some Friend assigned, and take their Swill of Joy.
113:01,125[A  ]| How often, Cl**d, hast thou here been found
113:01,126[A  ]| By$4$ a Lascivious Herd encompassed round?
113:01,127[A  ]| How often have you hence retired, and lain
113:01,128[A  ]| A Leash of Stallions breathless on$4$ the Plain?
113:01,129[A  ]| Then back returned; another Leash enjoyed;
113:01,130[A  ]| Another after that$6#2$, when those were cloyed;
113:01,131[A  ]| And so$5#2$ elsewhere, and here, has half your Life employed.
113:01,132[A  ]| Till not a Drab appears in$4$ History,
113:01,133[A  ]| So$5#1$ Shameless and Libidinous as Thee.
113:01,134[A  ]| Scarce does an Evening pass through all the Year,
113:01,135[A  ]| But many of the highest Rank are here:
113:01,136[A  ]| True, if discovered, for$4$ a blind they will$1$ say,
113:01,137[A  ]| They only came to$9$ take a strict Survey
113:01,138[A  ]| If Whores could be so$5#1$ bad as some Report; ~~
113:01,139[A  ]| And that$3$ they might as well have known at Court.
113:01,140[A  ]| But they are but Flesh, and it is in$4$ vain to$9$ rail,
113:01,141[A  ]| Since fed the higher it is the oftener frail.
113:01,142[A  ]| Withhold, ye Citizens, Your Wives from hence,
113:01,143[A  ]| If You would Preserve their Fame and Innocence,
113:01,144[A  ]| You else are sure to$9$ live in$4$ Cuckold's Row;
113:01,145[A  ]| There is not yet one Precedent to$9$ show
113:01,146[A  ]| Our Wives by$4$ coming here can Virtuous grow:
113:01,147[A  ]| That$3$ Plays may make them Vicious, Truth assures;
113:01,148[A  ]| Especially, so$5#1$ much Inclined as Yours.
113:01,149[A  ]| The London Cuckolds they all Flock to$9$ see,
113:01,150[A  ]| And Triumph in$4$ their Infidelity:
113:01,151[A  ]| In$4$ vain Your Counsel; ~~ Nothing can reclaim
113:01,152[A  ]| A Wife that$6#1$ once has shaken Hands with Shame.
113:01,153[A  ]| If ever they take their Ply the Adulterous Way,
113:01,154[A  ]| The Devil may as soon recant as they:
113:01,155[A  ]| To$4$ sure Destruction wilfully they run;
113:01,156[A  ]| In$4$ View of Hell, and yet go daring on$5$.
113:01,157[A  ]| Choked with the stench of Brimstone, it will$1$ be fit
113:01,158[A  ]| To$9$ Visit next the Boxes and the Pit,
113:01,159[A  ]| And for$4$ the Muse a Nobler Scene prepare,
113:01,160[A  ]| And let Her breathe awhile in$4$ Milder Air.
113:01,161[A  ]| But such a sudden Glare invades her Eyes,
113:01,162[A  ]| So$5#1$ vast a Crowd of different Vanities,
113:01,163[A  ]| She knows where not to$9$ fix her Rancour first;
113:01,164[A  ]| So$5#1$ very Wicked all, that$3$ all are worst!
113:01,165[A  ]| Here painted Ladies, aiming at the Heart,
113:01,166[A  ]| Their Graces Arm, and all their Charms exert:
113:01,167[A  ]| Dressed, one and all, with Nice Exactness there,
113:01,168[A  ]| But Mobbed like$4$ Dowdies at the House of Prayer.
113:01,169[A  ]| How different will$1$ the Scene at Night be shown!
113:01,170[A  ]| When they restore to$4$ every Box its Own,
113:01,171[A  ]| When like$4$ themselves the affrighting Things appear,
113:01,172[A  ]| Divested of their Patches, Gems and Hair:
113:01,173[A  ]| This sight the Obsequious Coxcombs should attend;
113:01,174[A  ]| Like$4$ a Death's Head it would warn them of their End:
113:01,175[A  ]| But they, alas! for$4$ vainer things designed,
113:01,176[A  ]| Fix here their Hopes and Nothing Future Mind.
113:01,177[A  ]| Between the Acts they to$4$ the Boxes throng,
113:01,178[A  ]| With Whining Voices warbling each his Song:
113:01,179[A  ]| Their Own, You may be sure; for$3$ none but such
113:01,180[A  ]| Can write what could Delight that$6#2$ Sex so$5#1$ much.
113:01,181[A  ]| Some few soft Lines (but such as well express
113:01,182[A  ]| Their Wit is as much Borrowed as their Dress)
113:01,183[A  ]| Does set them up$5$ for$4$ Poets; all their Time
113:01,184[A  ]| Supinely trifled off in$4$ Love and Rhyme.
113:01,185[A  ]| These are the Women's Men, their dear Delight;
113:01,186[A  ]| For$3$ just as Ladies Chatter, Coxcombs write.
113:01,187[A  ]| Not far from hence, another much distressed,
113:01,188[A  ]| At once makes Cupid and himself a Jest:
113:01,189[A  ]| With a low Cringe, Her Vanity to$9$ Please,
113:01,190[A  ]| He Drawls his Passion in$4$ such Terms as these.
113:01,191@w   | MADAM! by$4$ Heaven You have an Air so$5#1$ Fine,
113:01,192@w   | It renders the least thing You do ~~ Divine!
113:01,193@w   | We dare not say You were Created here,
113:01,194@w   | But dropped an ANGEL from the ETHEREAL SPHERE!
113:01,195@w   | Ten Thousand CUPIDS on$4$ Your FOREHEAD Sit,
113:01,196@w   | And shoot resistless Darts through all the PIT.
113:01,197@w   | Before Your Feet, see! Your Adorers lie,
113:01,198@w   | Live, if You Smile; and if You Frown, they die!
113:01,199@w   | Even I, Your true Predestinated Slave,
113:01,200@w   | Rather than meet Your Hate would meet my Grave:
113:01,201@w   | Ah! Pity then, Bright Nymph the Wound You gave!
113:01,202[A  ]| Thus sighs the Sot, thus tells his Amorous Tale,
113:01,203[A  ]| And thinks his florid Nonsense must prevail;
113:01,204[A  ]| Bows, and withdraws: And next to$9$ prove his Love,
113:01,205[A  ]| Steals up$5$, and Courts the Fulsome Punks above.
113:01,206[A  ]| Meanwhile the Nymph, proud of her Conquest, looks
113:01,207[A  ]| Big as Wreathed Poets in$4$ the Front of Books;
113:01,208[A  ]| Surveys the Pit with a Majestic Grace,
113:01,209[A  ]| To$9$ see who$6#1$ falls a Victim to$4$ her Face;
113:01,210[A  ]| Does in$4$ her Glass herself with Wonder view,
113:01,211[A  ]| And fancies all the Coxcomb said was true.
113:01,212[A  ]| Hence it is the Whiffling, Vain, Fantastic Chit
113:01,213[A  ]| Is the Fair Lady's only Man of Wit.
113:01,214[A  ]| With Servile Flattery sleeking his Address,
113:01,215[A  ]| Wherever he goes, he is certain of Success.
113:01,216[A  ]| Speak Truth to$4$ our fine Women, and you will$1$ find,
113:01,217[A  ]| Of all things, That$3$ the least can make them kind:
113:01,218[A  ]| Nor can we blame them; for$3$ it calls them plain,
113:01,219[A  ]| Deceitful, Idle, Foolish, Fond and Vain.
113:01,220[A  ]| Wit in$4$ a Lover more than Death they fear;
113:01,221[A  ]| For$3$ only Witty Men can tell what Trash they are.
113:01,222[A  ]| But a pert, airy, empty, Noisy Ass,
113:01,223[A  ]| In$4$ their Esteem does all his Sex Surpass:
113:01,224[A  ]| Believed a Hero, though by$4$ Heaven designed
113:01,225[A  ]| The Grin of Wit, and Scandal of his Kind.
113:01,226[A  ]| Such Giddy Insects here forever come,
113:01,227[A  ]| And very little Dare, but much Presume:
113:01,228[A  ]| Perpetually the Ladies' Ears they ply,
113:01,229[A  ]| And Whisper Slander at the Standers by$5$:
113:01,230[A  ]| Then laugh aloud; which$6#1$ now is grown a part
113:01,231[A  ]| Of Play-house Breeding, and of Courtly Art.
113:01,232[A  ]| The true Sign of Your Modish 9Beau*Garcon
113:01,233[A  ]| Is Chattering like$4$ a Lady's lewd Baboon,
113:01,234[A  ]| Showing their Teeth to$9$ charm some pretty Creature;
113:01,235[A  ]| For$3$ grinning, among Fops, is held a Feature.
113:01,236[A  ]| Nor is this all; they are so$5#1$ oddly dressed,
113:01,237[A  ]| As if they had sworn to$9$ be a standing Jest,
113:01,238[A  ]| Aped into Men for$4$ Pastime to$4$ the Rest.
113:01,239[A  ]| Observe them well, You will$1$ think their Bodies made
113:01,240[A  ]| To$9$ attend the Empty Motions of the Head;
113:01,241[A  ]| If that$6#2$ but wags the whole Machine does move,
113:01,242[A  ]| From top to$4$ Toe devoted all to$4$ Love.
113:01,243[A  ]| Their Whigs and Steinkirks to$4$ that$6#2$ height refined,
113:01,244[A  ]| They dare not tempt their Enemy ~~ the Wind;
113:01,245[A  ]| Of the least slender puff each Sot afraid is,
113:01,246[A  ]| It kills the Curls designed to$9$ kill the Ladies.
113:01,247[A  ]| So$5#1$ stiff they are, in$4$ all Parts tied so$5#1$ straight,
113:01,248[A  ]| It is strange to$4$ me the Blood should Circulate.
113:01,249[A  ]| But leaving these Musk-Cats to$4$ public Shame,
113:01,250[A  ]| I will$1$ turn my Head and seek out other Game.
113:01,251[A  ]| In$4$ the Side-Box Moll*Hinton You may see,
113:01,252[A  ]| Or Howard Moll, much wickeder than she;
113:01,253[A  ]| That$6#2$ is their Throne; for$3$ there they best Survey
113:01,254[A  ]| All the Young Fops that$6#1$ flutter to$4$ the Play.
113:01,255[A  ]| So$5#1$ known, so$5#1$ Courted, in$4$ an Hour, or less,
113:01,256[A  ]| You will$1$ see a Hundred making their Address;
113:01,257[A  ]| Bow, Cringe and Leer, as supple Poets do,
113:01,258[A  ]| The Patron's Guineas shining in$4$ their View:
113:01,259[A  ]| While they, Promiscuous, let their Favours fall,
113:01,260[A  ]| And give the same Encouragement to$4$ all.
113:01,261[A  ]| Harlots of all things should be most abhorred,
113:01,262[A  ]| And in$4$ the Play-house nothing is more adored:
113:01,263[A  ]| In$4$ that$6#2$ lewd Mart the rankest Trash goes off,
113:01,264[A  ]| Though rotten to$4$ the Core, and Death to$9$ Cough;
113:01,265[A  ]| Though Ulcers on$4$ their Lungs as thick take Place
113:01,266[A  ]| As Fiery Pimples on$4$ a Drunkard's Face.
113:01,267[A  ]| Discharged of these, observe another way
113:01,268[A  ]| The Fops in$4$ Scarlet swearing at the Play:
113:01,269[A  ]| Nor yet unduly they themselves acquit,
113:01,270[A  ]| For$3$ Fustian on$4$ the Stage, too, goes for$4$ Wit.
113:01,271[A  ]| A Harmless Jest, or Accidental Blow,
113:01,272[A  ]| Spilling their Snuff, or touching but the Toe,
113:01,273[A  ]| With many other things too small to$9$ name,
113:01,274[A  ]| Does blow these Sparks of Honour to$4$ a Flame:
113:01,275[A  ]| For$4$ such vile Trifles, or some Viler Drab,
113:01,276[A  ]| It is in$4$ an Instant Damn me, and a Stab.
113:01,277[A  ]| No$2$ mild Persuasion can these Brutes reclaim;
113:01,278[A  ]| It is thus toNight, toMorrow it is the same.
113:01,279[A  ]| What a long List might Justice here Produce
113:01,280[A  ]| Of Blood, of Fighting, Banning and Abuse?
113:01,281[A  ]| What Weekly Bill, for$4$ Number, can compare
113:01,282[A  ]| To$4$ those that$6#1$ have been basely Butchered here,
113:01,283[A  ]| Within the Compass but of Twenty Year?
113:01,284[A  ]| One Actress has at least, to$9$ name no$2$ more,
113:01,285[A  ]| Been her own self the Slaughter of a Score.
113:01,286[A  ]| Murder is so$5#1$ Rife, with like$2$ Concern we hear
113:01,287[A  ]| Of a Man killed, as Baiting of a Bear.
113:01,288[A  ]| All People now, the Place is grown so$5#1$ ill,
113:01,289[A  ]| Before they see a Play should make their Will$0$:
113:01,290[A  ]| For$3$ with much more Security, a Man
113:01,291[A  ]| Might take a three Years' Voyage to$4$ Japan.
113:01,292[A  ]| Here others, who$6#1$ no$2$ doubt believe they are Witty,
113:01,293[A  ]| Are hot at Repartee with Orange Betty:
113:01,294[A  ]| Who$6#1$, though not blest with half a Grain of Sense
113:01,295[A  ]| To$9$ Leaven her whole Lump of Impudence,
113:01,296[A  ]| Aided by$4$ that$6#2$, perpetually is too hard
113:01,297[A  ]| For$4$ the vain Fops, and beats them from their Guard:
113:01,298[A  ]| When fearing the Observing few may carp,
113:01,299[A  ]| They laughing cry, 
113:01,299@w   | egad the Jade was Sharp:
113:01,300@w   | Who$6#1$ would think with Banter she should Us outdo?
113:01,301@w   | Nay more, be found the better Punster too?
113:01,302@w   | When, without Boasting we may safely Swear
113:01,303@w   | We thought we had gained the Height of what these Arts could bear.
113:01,304[A  ]| Yet these true Oafs would think it an Offence
113:01,305[A  ]| More than all Human Wit could Recompense,
113:01,306[A  ]| Not to$9$ be ranked among the Men of Sense.
113:01,307[A  ]| Were selfish Coxcombs truly what they thought,
113:01,308[A  ]| They would first be Gods, and next with Incense sought.
113:01,309[A  ]| But it is a Truth, fixed in$4$ Apollo's Rules,
113:01,310[A  ]| Your Would-be-Wits are but the Van of Fools;
113:01,311[A  ]| The very same that$6#1$ we in$4$ Armies find;
113:01,312[A  ]| The Apes in$4$ Office worse than all behind:
113:01,313[A  ]| Who$6#1$ though they fiercely look and loudly roar,
113:01,314[A  ]| A Game Cock's Feather would outweigh a score.
113:01,315[A  ]| Another Set together whispering run,
113:01,316[A  ]| Where they may best Debauch when Farce is done:
113:01,317[A  ]| The Agreement made, out Panderus whips before
113:01,318[A  ]| To$9$ bespeak Music, Supper, Wine and Whore:
113:01,319[A  ]| There they till Midnight Soak, and Cram and Drench,
113:01,320[A  ]| The Bumper now in$4$ Use, and now the Wench.
113:01,321[A  ]| Top-full at last, away they Scouring run,
113:01,322[A  ]| And leave no$2$ Mischief in$4$ their Power undone.
113:01,323[A  ]| The Cries of Martyred Watchmen now You will$1$ hear,
113:01,324[A  ]| As soon, Demolished Windows clattering there.
113:01,325[A  ]| Whosever Fate it is to$9$ walk the Street,
113:01,326[A  ]| And with these Bullies and their Harlots meet,
113:01,327[A  ]| They must avoid, or else be sure to$9$ feel
113:01,328[A  ]| Deep in$4$ their Lungs some Villain's fatal Steel;
113:01,329[A  ]| Villain, I say, that$6#1$ for$4$ a Cause so$5#1$ small
113:01,330[A  ]| As not to$9$ Uncap, or reeling to$4$ the Wall,
113:01,331[A  ]| And yet much oftener for$4$ no$2$ Cause at all,
113:01,332[A  ]| Shall those poor Innocents of Life disarm,
113:01,333[A  ]| That$6#1$ neither Spoke, Designed, or wished them harm.
113:01,334[A  ]| Like$4$ any Hero these will$1$ Foam and Fight,
113:01,335[A  ]| When they are urged on$5$ by$4$ Strumpet or by$4$ Spite;
113:01,336[A  ]| But if their King and Country claim their Aid,
113:01,337[A  ]| As none could threaten more, there is none so$5#1$ much afraid.
113:01,338[A  ]| Not One will$1$ move, not one his Prowess show,
113:01,339[A  ]| But stand stock still, when Honour bids them go.
113:01,340[A  ]| A Hundred Others, had they but their due,
113:01,341[A  ]| Of such as these, we should expose to$9$ view;
113:01,342[A  ]| But, with what is past, too feelingly perplexed,
113:01,343[A  ]| We will$1$ show the Crimes of Plays and Players next.
113:01,000@@@@@| 
113:02,000['  ]| <The Second Part: used in Gouldcheck.goldtext>
113:03,000['  ]| <The Third Part.>
113:03,001[A  ]| On$4$ a Sweet Verdant Plain methought I stood,
113:03,002[A  ]| Just by$4$ a Hill crowned with a Spacious Wood:
113:03,003[A  ]| One lonely Path (which$6#1$ now I had entered in$4$)
113:03,004[A  ]| Led from the Lawn up$5$ through the Sylvan Scene.
113:03,005[A  ]| On$5$ Pleased I went directly to$4$ the Grove,
113:03,006[A  ]| The Silent kind Retreat of Rural Love.
113:03,007[A  ]| The Rising Sun had now its Entrance made
113:03,008[A  ]| Ten thousand ways, and Chequered all the Shade.
113:03,009[A  ]| Thick lay the Dew, and, just like$4$ Diamonds Bright,
113:03,010[A  ]| Sent through the leafy Arch reflected Light;
113:03,011[A  ]| High on$4$ the Boughs were perched the Feathered Choir,
113:03,012[A  ]| Their more Ambitious Notes ascending higher:
113:03,013[A  ]| Each Emulating each, and placed apart,
113:03,014[A  ]| Tried all the sweet Contentions of their Art:
113:03,015[A  ]| Now I observed the Tuneful Challenge here
113:03,016[A  ]| Then how in$4$ Heavenly Strains it was Answered there;
113:03,017[A  ]| Neither the best, yet both above Compare.
113:03,018[A  ]| Meanwhile, as with Design, a Balmy Breeze,
113:03,019[A  ]| Rising and falling Gently by$4$ degrees,
113:03,020[A  ]| Fanned all the Sweets of Flora through the Trees.
113:03,021[A  ]| Nothing there wanted but the Fruit of Gold
113:03,022[A  ]| To$9$ vie with the Hesperian Grove of old.
113:03,023@a   | Ah! Heaven, 
113:03,023[A  ]| I cried, 
113:03,023@a   | what Happiness there dwells
113:03,024@a   | In$4$ Humble Huts and unfrequented Cells!
113:03,025@a   | In$4$ some low Cottage by$4$ this Copse's side,
113:03,026@a   | How safely does the Country Swain reside!
113:03,027@a   | How undisturbed when down to$9$ Rest he lies!
113:03,028@a   | How Joyful when the Glorious Sun does rise!
113:03,029@a   | This Music in$4$ his Ears, this Scene before his Eyes!
113:03,030@a   | Ah! might I once so$5#1$ blest a Fortune know,
113:03,031@a   | How Gladly I would the Chase of Fame forgo ~~
113:03,032@a   | No$2$ more I would the Stingy Great rehearse,
113:03,033@a   | And sing their Names in$4$ Panegyric Verse:
113:03,034@a   | No$2$ more I would attempt the Tragic Strain,
113:03,035@a   | When (after all the Expense of Time and Pain)
113:03,036@a   | One Female Player's Breath makes all my Labours vain.
113:03,037[A  ]| With Contemplations such as these I passed
113:03,038[A  ]| Through the Steep Glade, and reached the Top at last;
113:03,039[A  ]| Then, looking down, beheld below a Scene
113:03,040[A  ]| Of Booths and People straggling on$4$ the Green;
113:03,041[A  ]| A various Mixture of each Sex intent
113:03,042[A  ]| I drinking saw, and wondered what it meant.
113:03,043[A  ]| Advancing nearer, soon the Cause appeared
113:03,044[A  ]| That$6#1$ drew together the Promiscuous Herd;
113:03,045[A  ]| It was Water, Dullwych Waters, which$6#1$ they quaffed
113:03,046[A  ]| As Porters do their Belch ~~ a Pint a Draught:
113:03,047[A  ]| Till gorged at length, in$4$ Squadrons they withdraw
113:03,048[A  ]| To$9$ emit their Grief, ~~ nor Decency a Law:
113:03,049[A  ]| So$5#1$ thick they under every Bush appear,
113:03,050[A  ]| You would verily believe the Town was clear,
113:03,051[A  ]| And all its filthy Rabble Purging here.
113:03,052[A  ]| Such Mineral Fountains other Bards may sing;
113:03,053[A  ]| To$4$ me they are all beneath a Common Spring.
113:03,054[A  ]| If Instinct never for$4$ the worse does choose,
113:03,055[A  ]| Why should we drink what Birds and Beasts refuse?
113:03,056[A  ]| With Crudities the Internal Parts they fill,
113:03,057[A  ]| And the bleak Poison through the Blood instil,
113:03,058[A  ]| Weaken the Sick, and make the Healthy Ill;
113:03,059[A  ]| For$3$, after all, we must new Methods find
113:03,060[A  ]| To$9$ purge away the Dregs they leave behind.
113:03,061[A  ]| The Doctors say, indeed they will$1$ wonders do; ~~
113:03,062[A  ]| But Mountebanks commend their Ratsbane too.
113:03,063[A  ]| In$4$ short the Waters to$4$ Physicians are
113:03,064[A  ]| The same as Rogue-Attorneys to$4$ the Bar;
113:03,065[A  ]| These work for$4$ Law, and those for$4$ Physic raise,
113:03,066[A  ]| And so$5#2$ will$1$ do to$4$ all Succeeding Days,
113:03,067[A  ]| While there the Client, here the Patient Pays.
113:03,068[A  ]| But grant the Doctor all he would have, and more;
113:03,069[A  ]| Why must those Suit the Rich and these the Poor,
113:03,070[A  ]| When Nature, in$4$ the Structure of our Frame,
113:03,071[A  ]| Has of one Flesh made all Mankind the same?
113:03,072[A  ]| The Cits are bid to$4$ Epsom to$9$ Resort,
113:03,073[A  ]| And Tunbridge is Prescribed for$4$ those at Court;
113:03,074[A  ]| While Dullwych only serves for$4$ those Degrees
113:03,075[A  ]| That$6#1$ can not rise to$9$ be Destroyed for$4$ Fees:
113:03,076[A  ]| For$3$ grosser Alum, being less Genteel,
113:03,077[A  ]| Must not pretend to$9$ vie with those of Steel:
113:03,078[A  ]| To$9$ ease the Rich, thus, Urine is the Rule,
113:03,079[A  ]| And Poverty must be Relieved by$4$ Stool.
113:03,080[A  ]| O Dotage! which$6#1$ no$2$ Age but ours could be
113:03,081[A  ]| So$5#1$ fond of, as distinctly not to$9$ see;
113:03,082[A  ]| For$3$ whatsoever the Water-Mongers think
113:03,083[A  ]| The Virtues are of this their Mineral Drink,
113:03,084[A  ]| If heedfully the true Effects they would mind
113:03,085[A  ]| Of being at the Wells, they would quickly find
113:03,086[A  ]| The Ease they feel, and all the Health they share,
113:03,087[A  ]| Is only due (while they continue there)
113:03,088[A  ]| To$4$ Temperance, Exercise, and Country Air.
113:03,089[A  ]| Turning my Head, and eager to$9$ be gone,
113:03,090[A  ]| Who$6#2$ should I see methought, but Hains alone?
113:03,091[A  ]| And all alone poor Joseph well might be
113:03,092[A  ]| Who$6#1$, (bating those of his Fraternity,)
113:03,093[A  ]| Could not on$4$ Earth find Company to$9$ suit
113:03,094[A  ]| A Name so$5#1$ Vile, and Life so$5#1$ Dissolute.
113:03,095@a   | I date thee Fool, 
113:03,095[A  ]| cried I, 
113:03,095@a   | this very Hour,
113:03,096@a   | Of all Mankind what need hast thou to$9$ Scour?
113:03,097@a   | Nor Supped last Night, nor broke thy Fast today
113:03,098@a   | What is there in$4$ thee left to$9$ Purge away?
113:03,099@a   | But why on$4$ Sunday Morning dost thou come?
113:03,100@a   | The Day that$6#1$ all thy Brethren stay at home.
113:03,101@a   | Could on$4$ thy Friendly care not one Prevail
113:03,102@a   | To$9$ fetch him Physic, and to$9$ warm him Ale?
113:03,103@a   | The Church they leave to$4$ those it more does please,
113:03,104@a   | Their Souls of less concern than their Disease.
113:03,105@a   | In$4$ short, what all the Week they Whore and Swill,
113:03,106@a   | They Rectify today with Peter's Pill.
113:03,107@b   | Faith it is a just Remark, 
113:03,023[A  ]| quoth Honest Joe;
113:03,108@b   | A Jest has twice the odds for$4$ being true.
113:03,109@b   | But if you will$1$ your Lugs this way incline,
113:03,110@b   | I will$1$ let You know this Morning's whole Design.
113:03,111@b   | Our Converse with ourselves, I freely own,
113:03,112@b   | To$9$ be, perhaps, the worst the World has known;
113:03,113@b   | The Themes we Relish with the truest Gust
113:03,114@b   | Is Guile, Aspersion, Blasphemy and Lust:
113:03,115@b   | If such a thing on$4$ Earth as Hell there be,
113:03,116@b   | The Stage is Tophet ~~ and its Fiends are we.
113:03,117@b   | First then, in$4$ Truth, I hither did Repair
113:03,118@b   | To$9$ Bleach my Brimstone off in$4$ wholesome Air.
113:03,119@b   | Next I would some Gallery Tickets to$9$ dispose,
113:03,120@b   | And in$4$ this Place I never my Labour lose:
113:03,121@b   | Here fifteen Pence I have always down and down,
113:03,122@b   | For$4$ what would yield me but a Hog in$4$ Town.
113:03,123@b   | And last in$4$ my Return I seldom fail
113:03,124@b   | To$9$ get my Swill of Dullwych College Ale.
113:03,125@b   | These little Shifts, grown useless for$4$ the Stage,
113:03,126@b   | I am forced to$9$ follow to$9$ sustain my Age.
113:03,127@b   | Our Sharers, now so$5#1$ insolent are they,
113:03,128@b   | We Under-Actors must like$4$ Slaves obey;
113:03,129@b   | And toil and drudge, while they divide the Pay.
113:03,130@b   | Not Busby more Tyrannically Rules,
113:03,131@b   | Than Bet**n among his Knaves and Fools:
113:03,132@b   | But most to$4$ me is his ill Nature shown,
113:03,133@b   | Because my Voice is with my Palate gone:
113:03,134@b   | Not that$3$ I faster than the rest decline;
113:03,135@b   | Both Men and Women in$4$ my Failing join,
113:03,136@b   | And B**y's Breath is grown as rank as mine.
113:03,137[A  ]| Uneasy with my Company, I here
113:03,138[A  ]| Would have took leave, and gave a Civil Leer.
113:03,139@b   | No$2$ hold, 
113:03,139[A  ]| quoth Joe, 
113:03,139@b   | my Tickets all are gone,
113:03,140@b   | And if you please, I will$1$ wait on$4$ you to$4$ Town:
113:03,141@b   | Or if you will$1$ take a Sermon by$4$ the Way,
113:03,142@b   | (For$3$ at the College it is their Preaching Day)
113:03,143@b   | I shall be much Obliged by$4$ such a Stay.
113:03,144@a   | With all my Heart, 
113:03,144[A  ]| cried I; 
113:03,144@a   | I am glad your Mind
113:03,145@a   | Has took that$6#2$ Bent; ~~ and keep it so$5#2$ inclined:
113:03,146@a   | You will$1$ find more Comfort in$4$ one Hour of Prayer
113:03,147@a   | Than all the Clappings of the Theatre,
113:03,148@a   | Though you should yet enjoy them Twenty Year.
113:03,149[A  ]| So$3$ on$5$ I passed, now first, and now behind,
113:03,150[A  ]| Still giving him the Lee-ward of the Wind;
113:03,151[A  ]| Avoiding so$5#2$ the Breathings of his Ghest,
113:03,152[A  ]| Which$6#1$ he so$5#1$ frankly owned were not the best.
113:03,153@b   | At last, 
113:03,153[A  ]| quoth Joe, 
113:03,153@b   | you by$8$ and by$8$ shall see
113:03,154@b   | The Gift of one of our Society:
113:03,155@b   | Nor Greece nor Rome its Equal ever showed,
113:03,156@b   | So$5#1$ Nobly is it built, so$5#1$ Liberally endowed.
113:03,157@b   | The Poet may Instruct and Please the Sense,
113:03,158@b   | And worthy Schemes may be deduced from thence,
113:03,159@b   | But it is a Barren Good that$6#1$ costs him no$2$ Expense:
113:03,160@b   | Our Allen did a nobler Pattern set,
113:03,161@b   | But not one Bard has imitated yet.
113:03,162@a   | His Name, 
113:03,162[A  ]| said I, 
113:03,162@a   | we to$4$ the Clouds should raise
113:03,163@a   | The least it merits is Everlasting Praise:
113:03,164@a   | But most unjustly on$4$ the Bards you fall:
113:03,165@a   | Rich though he was, from them he raised it all.
113:03,166@a   | Not to$9$ disgrace his Virtue, or his Wit,
113:03,167@a   | What had he got, had Shakespeare never writ?
113:03,168@a   | As to$4$ ourselves, had we the Players' Gains,
113:03,169@a   | (And more our Right it is, as more our Pains)
113:03,170@a   | We had exceeded all that$6#1$ he has done,
113:03,171@a   | And gave the World an Instance, ~~ more than one:
113:03,172@a   | Not, but it is Nobler yet, to$9$ form the Mind
113:03,173@a   | To$4$ Virtue, ~~ and to$9$ keep it so$5#2$ inclined,
113:03,174@a   | (The Work for$4$ which$6#1$ we solely were designed)
113:03,175@a   | Than it is the Loftiest Edifice to$9$ build,
113:03,176@a   | Or to$9$ Endow; ~~ and Nobler Fruit it will$1$ yield.
113:03,177@a   | His Charity, which$6#1$ justly we extol,
113:03,178@a   | Does but Respect the Body; ~~ Ours the Soul:
113:03,179@a   | Twit us not then that$3$ we no$2$ Fabrics raise,
113:03,180@a   | When from a better Claim we hold our Praise;
113:03,181@a   | Nor think the Bard that$6#1$ does Exhaust his Sense,
113:03,182@a   | At least that$6#1$ culls the richest Precepts thence,
113:03,183@a   | To$9$ teach Mankind, can write without Expense:
113:03,184@a   | Could we our Purses wide as Allen strain,
113:03,185@a   | It is nobler yet to$9$ spend upon$4$ the Brain.
113:03,186@a   | In$4$ Contemplation rapt above the Skies,
113:03,187@a   | We look on$4$ Yellow Dirt with heedless Eyes:
113:03,188@a   | What truly Christian Bard would Gold adore,
113:03,189@a   | When he may teach Contentment to$4$ the Poor.
113:03,190@a   | And show the World the Rich have no$2$ Excuse
113:03,191@a   | That$6#1$ put not Money to$4$ its Genuine Use?
113:03,192@a   | Like$4$ Him we have mentioned, who$6#1$ employed his Store
113:03,193@a   | To$9$ breed up$5$ Friendless Youth and feed the Aged Poor.
113:03,194@a   | But least of all you on$4$ the Muse should throw
113:03,195@a   | Your Scurrile Jests, that$6#1$ keep her Sons so$5#1$ low:
113:03,196@a   | How can our Suffering Tribe but choose to$9$ be
113:03,197@a   | The Sons of Hardship and Necessity?
113:03,198@a   | When, let our Plays be acted half an Age,
113:03,199@a   | We have but a third Day's Gleaning of the Stage?
113:03,200@a   | The rest is yours: ~~ and hence your Sharers rise,
113:03,201@a   | And once above us, all our Aid despise:
113:03,202@a   | Hence has your Osmin drawn his Wealthy Lot,
113:03,203@a   | And hence has Zara all her Thousands got:
113:03,204@a   | Zara! that$6#2$ Proud, Opprobrious, Shameless Jilt,
113:03,205@a   | Who$6#1$ like$4$ a Devil justifies her Guilt,
113:03,206@a   | And feels no$2$ least Remorse for$4$ all the Blood she has spilt
113:03,207@a   | But prithee Joe, since so$5#2$ she boasts her Blood,
113:03,208@a   | And few have yet her Lineage understood,
113:03,209@a   | Tell me, in$4$ short, the Harlot's true Descent,
113:03,210@a   | It will$1$ be a Favour that$3$ you shall not repent.
113:03,211@b   | Truly 
113:03,211[A  ]| said Joe, 
113:03,211@b   | as now the Matter goes,
113:03,212@b   | What I shall speak must be beneath the Rose.
113:03,213@b   | Her Mother was a common Strumpet known,
113:03,214@b   | Her Father half the Rabble of the Town.
113:03,215@b   | Begot by$4$ Casual and Promiscuous Lust,
113:03,216@b   | She still retains the same Promiscuous Gust.
113:03,217@b   | For$4$ Birth, into a Suburb Cellar hurled,
113:03,218@b   | The Strumpet came up$5$ Stairs into the World.
113:03,219@b   | At Twelve she would freely in$4$ Coition join,
113:03,220@b   | And far surpassed the Honours of her Line.
113:03,221@b   | As her Conception was a Complication,
113:03,222@b   | So$3$ its Produce, alike, did serve the Nation;
113:03,223@b   | Till by$4$ a Black, Successive Course of Ills,
113:03,224@b   | She reached the Noble Post which$6#1$ now she fills;
113:03,225@b   | Where, Messalina-like, she treads the Stage,
113:03,226@b   | And all Enjoys, but nothing can Assuage!
113:03,227[A  ]| Thus towards the College we went jogging on$5$:
113:03,228[A  ]| Arrived, we found the Service just begun: ~~
113:03,229@b   | Step in$5$ 
113:03,229[A  ]| quoth Joe; 
113:03,229@b   | ~~ I will$1$ come to$4$ you anon:
113:03,230@b   | The Cook and Butler I must visit first;
113:03,231@b   | For$4$ Hunger one, and the other for$4$ my Thirst.
113:03,232@a   | Let not your Corpse, 
113:03,232[A  ]| said I, 
113:03,232@a   | be yet your Care;
113:03,233@a   | Your better Part should first be treated here:
113:03,234@a   | If lasting Ease you would to$4$ the Body find,
113:03,235@a   | Let there be nothing wanting to$4$ the Mind.
113:03,236@b   | My Paunch, 
113:03,236[A  ]| said he, 
113:03,236@b   | knows not what Doctrine means; ~~
113:03,237@b   | You take the Stage; ~~ I will$1$ go behind the Scenes.
113:03,238[A  ]| Sighing I entered; ~~ when a kind Surprise:
113:03,239[A  ]| Did entertain at once my Ears and Eyes:
113:03,240[A  ]| The Organ's Solemn Music sounding there,
113:03,241[A  ]| The Singing Boys' Responding Voices here,
113:03,242[A  ]| The Master and the Warden's grave Deport,
113:03,243[A  ]| The Strict Devoutness of the meaner Sort,
113:03,244[A  ]| The Management of all did soon inspire
113:03,245[A  ]| My Soul with Joy! when joining with the Choir,
113:03,246[A  ]| In$4$ Prayer and Praises I performed my Part;
113:03,247[A  ]| Nor less, I hope, my Ardour at the Heart.
113:03,248[A  ]| But now the Service and the Sermon done,
113:03,249[A  ]| (Whilst I to$9$ render Thanks was kneeling down)
113:03,250[A  ]| Methought they of a sudden all were gone:
113:03,251[A  ]| Surprised at the Event, I gazed about;
113:03,252[A  ]| Saw none within, nor saw no$2$ Passage out.
113:03,253@a   | It is well, 
113:03,253[A  ]| said I, 
113:03,253@a   | ~~ and blest! O blest be they,
113:03,254@a   | That$3$ in$4$ this Sacred Court delight to$9$ stay!
113:03,255@a   | O Time! how smoothly then thou glidest away!
113:03,256@a   | When nothing Anxious in$4$ the Soul is found,
113:03,257@a   | But Faith and Practice take their Equal Round;
113:03,258@a   | When every Word a Pious Rapture fires,
113:03,259@a   | And makes itself a Heaven, while it to$4$ Heaven aspires!
113:03,260[A  ]| Thus walking up$5$ and down, to$4$ thought Resigned,
113:03,261[A  ]| At last the founder came into my Mind;
113:03,262[A  ]| Nor could I my Conceptions then contain,
113:03,263[A  ]| (Though something for$4$ the Sacred Place too vain,)
113:03,264[A  ]| But broke out loud in$4$ this Ecstatic Strain.
113:03,265@a   | O happy! happy and Instructive Age
113:03,266@a   | When Shakespeare Writ, and Allen trod the Stage!
113:03,267@a   | To$4$ Emulation fired, it was hard to$9$ tell
113:03,268@a   | Which$6#1$ of the famous two did most Excel.
113:03,269@a   | But O thou Darling Poet of our Isle,
113:03,270@a   | And thou the Erecter of this Sacred Pile,
113:03,271@a   | How would you Blush were you but now to$9$ see,
113:03,272@a   | Both Plays' and Players' black Impiety!
113:03,273@a   | And wish you had never raised the Infant Stage,
113:03,274@a   | Since grown so$5#1$ black and Sinful in$4$ her Age:
113:03,275@a   | With Vice she would Instruct, with Vice Delight;
113:03,276@a   | And all she does Pervert, that$6#1$ hear, that$6#1$ Act, that$6#1$ Write.
113:03,277[A  ]| It was here, methought, an Awful Form appeared
113:03,278[A  ]| In$4$ a long Gown, and Venerable Beard.
113:03,279@c   | And who$6#2$ art Thou, 
113:03,279[A  ]| he cried, 
113:03,279@c   | that$6#1$ thus dost Praise
113:03,280@c   | The Bards and Actors of the former Days?
113:03,281@c   | And what are now their Follies and their Crimes,
113:03,282@c   | With which$6#1$ they so$5#2$ infest the Present Times?
113:03,283@a   | I am, 
113:03,283[A  ]| said I, 
113:03,283@a   | Apollo's meanest Son,
113:03,284@a   | Who$6#1$ yet the Vices of his Greatest shun;
113:03,285@a   | One, that$6#1$ with other Bards this Good design,
113:03,286@a   | Plays to$9$ reform and make the Stage Divine:
113:03,287@a   | No$2$ Vicious Plots we would on$4$ the Age obtrude,
113:03,288@a   | On$4$ Morals built, they should be so$5#2$ pursued:
113:03,289@a   | To$4$ Truth and Sense the Audience we would Conduct,
113:03,290@a   | And first we would Please, that$3$ we might next Instruct;
113:03,291@a   | That$6#2$ Centre where the Drama still should tend,
113:03,292@a   | As first it was purposed for$4$ no$2$ other End.
113:03,293@a   | But we are opposed by$4$ such an impious Train
113:03,294@a   | Of Players, as make all our Studies vain;
113:03,295@a   | Nothing they will$1$ Act, and nothing they esteem
113:03,296@a   | That$6#1$ does not Virtue shame, and God Blaspheme.
113:03,297@a   | Instead of such as did this Fabric build,
113:03,298@a   | The Stage does now a Set of Monsters yield;
113:03,299@a   | So$5#1$ openly Debauched, So$5#1$ flaming Ill,
113:03,300@a   | As scarce, perhaps, are to$9$ be matched in$4$ Hell!
113:03,301@a   | Nor does this Censure only touch the Young,
113:03,302@a   | But does alike to$4$ those of Years belong;
113:03,303@a   | Who$6#1$, rich as Jews, no$2$ other Pious Use
113:03,304@a   | Make of their Wealth, but Virtue to$9$ Seduce:
113:03,305@a   | Not Allen more did on$4$ this Pile bestow
113:03,306@a   | Than they on$4$ Strumpets, or to$9$ make them so$5#2$;
113:03,307@a   | Witness Mill-Bank, where Osmin keeps his Trulls
113:03,308@a   | With what, by$4$ sharing, he exacts from Fools.
114:01,000@@@@@| 
114:01,000['  ]| <Gould, Robert: Presbytery Rough-drawn (1683)>
114:01,000['  ]| <A SATYR. In Contemplation of The late Rebellion.>
115:01,000@@@@@| 
115:01,000['  ]| <Gould, Robert: The Works (1709)>
115:01,000['  ]| <VOLUME the SECOND. (SATYRS).>
115:01,000['  ]| <LOVE given Over: OR, A Satire against Woman.>
115:01,001[A  ]| At length from Love's vile Slavery I am free,
115:01,002[A  ]| And have regained my Ancient Liberty:
115:01,003[A  ]| I have shook the Chains off which$6#1$ my Bondage wrought,
115:01,004[A  ]| Am free as Air, and unconfined as Thought:
115:01,005[A  ]| For$3$ faithless Silvia I no$2$ more adore,
115:01,006[A  ]| Kneel at her Feet, and Pray in$4$ Vain no$2$ more:
115:01,007[A  ]| No$2$ more my Verse her Beauties shall proclaim,
115:01,008[A  ]| And with soft Praises Celebrate her Name.
115:01,009[A  ]| Her Eyes their usual Lustre cease to$9$ bear,
115:01,010[A  ]| At least, to$4$ me, there seems no$2$ Lustre there;
115:01,011[A  ]| Her Frowns no$2$ more can cause, or Kindness cure Despair.
115:01,012[A  ]| I have Banished Her forever from my Breast,
115:01,013[A  ]| Banished the Proud Invader of my Rest,
115:01,014[A  ]| Banished the Tyrant Author of my Woes,
115:01,015[A  ]| That$6#1$ robbed my Soul of all its Sweet Repose:
115:01,016[A  ]| Not all her Treacherous Arts, Bewitching Wiles,
115:01,017[A  ]| Quick-heaving Sighs, or soft deluding Smiles,
115:01,018[A  ]| Shall my Eternal Resolution move,
115:01,019[A  ]| Or make me think, discourse, or dream of Love:
115:01,020[A  ]| The Whining Curse I have rooted from my Mind,
115:01,021[A  ]| And with it, all Regard of Womankind.
115:01,022[A  ]| Come then, my Muse, and since the Occasion is fair,
115:01,023[A  ]| Against that$6#2$ Sex proclaim perpetual War,
115:01,024[A  ]| Which$6#1$ may renew as still my Verse is read,
115:01,025[A  ]| And Live when I am mingled with the Dead.
115:01,026[A  ]| Woman! ~~ Ye Powers! The very Name is a Crime,
115:01,027[A  ]| Not to$9$ be reached by$4$ Wit, or Spoke in$4$ Rhyme!
115:01,028[A  ]| The very Sound, like$4$ Pestilential Fumes,
115:01,029[A  ]| Dispenses Plagues and Woes wherever it comes,
115:01,030[A  ]| Infernal Clamours, fierce Domestic Jars,
115:01,031[A  ]| With all the Influence of Inveterate Stars.
115:01,032[A  ]| In$4$ vain their high Original they boast;
115:01,033[A  ]| The true Records undoubtedly are lost.
115:01,034[A  ]| Heaven must itself (entranced) like$4$ Adam lie;
115:01,035[A  ]| Or else some Banished Fiend usurped the Sky
115:01,036[A  ]| When Eve was formed, and with her Ushered in$5$,
115:01,037[A  ]| To$9$ stock the World, another World of Sin.
115:01,038[A  ]| The Fatal Rib was Crooked and uneven,
115:01,039[A  ]| From whence they have their Crab-like Nature given,
115:01,040[A  ]| Inverting all the Laws of Man and Heaven.
115:01,041[A  ]| O Lucifer! Thy Regions had been thin,
115:01,042[A  ]| Were it not for$4$ Woman's propagating Sin;
115:01,043[A  ]| But for$4$ that$6#2$ Sex you might have Room to$9$ spare;
115:01,044[A  ]| Now Crowding is not the smallest Torment there.
115:01,045[A  ]| To$4$ quick Damnation every Path they know;
115:01,046[A  ]| So$5#1$ truly Fond of Vanity and Show,
115:01,047[A  ]| That$3$ even to$4$ Hell they will$1$ have Attendants too:
115:01,048[A  ]| The Lame, Dismembered, Noseless and the Blind,
115:01,049[A  ]| Recovered Fluxing, wait them close behind:
115:01,050[A  ]| The Pox, their Usher, passing on$5$ before,
115:01,051[A  ]| Gleans as it goes, and makes their Triumphs more.
115:01,052[A  ]| In$4$ the Obscene and most envenomed Parts,
115:01,053[A  ]| The Paphian Boy of late dips all his Darts,
115:01,054[A  ]| Exposing every Amorous Ass to$4$ shame;
115:01,055[A  ]| For$3$ Love and Pox are but a Common Name:
115:01,056[A  ]| But these are Crimes the Sex will$1$ Venial call; ~~
115:01,057[A  ]| Nay there is hardly one, among them all,
115:01,058[A  ]| But Envies Eve the Glory of the Fall:
115:01,059[A  ]| Be Cautious then, and Guard your Empire well,
115:01,060[A  ]| Nor vain your Fear; for$3$ should they once Rebel,
115:01,061[A  ]| They would surely raise a Civil-War in$4$ Hell,
115:01,062[A  ]| Add to$4$ the Pains you feel, and make You know
115:01,063[A  ]| We are here above as cursed as You below.
115:01,064[A  ]| But here, since Woman's Lust I have chanced to$9$ Name,
115:01,065[A  ]| Woman's unbounded Lust I will$1$ first proclaim;
115:01,066[A  ]| And prove our Modern Age has brought to$4$ view,
115:01,067[A  ]| What Sodom, when at worst, had blushed to$9$ do.
115:01,068[A  ]| True I must grant you Rome's Imperial Whore
115:01,069[A  ]| (More famed for$4$ Vice than all the Crowns she wore)
115:01,070[A  ]| Into the Public Stews disguised would thrust,
115:01,071[A  ]| To$9$ quench the Raging Fury of her Lust;
115:01,072[A  ]| And by$4$ that$6#2$ Method bravely got her Name
115:01,073[A  ]| Born up$5$ forever on$4$ the Wings of Fame.
115:01,074[A  ]| Yet this is Poor to$4$ what our Modern Age
115:01,075[A  ]| Has hatched, brought forth, and Acted on$4$ the Stage;
115:01,076[A  ]| Which$6#1$ for$4$ the Sex's Glory I will$1$ rehearse;
115:01,077[A  ]| And make it Deathless, as that$6#2$ makes my Verse.
115:01,078[A  ]| Who$6#2$ knew not (for$3$ to$4$ whom was she unknown?)
115:01,079[A  ]| Our late Illustrious Bewley? (true, she is gone
115:01,080[A  ]| To$9$ answer for$4$ the Numerous Ills she has done;
115:01,081[A  ]| For$3$ if there is no$2$ Hell for$4$ such as She
115:01,082[A  ]| Heaven is unjust ~~ and that$6#2$ it can not be.)
115:01,083[A  ]| As Albion's Isle, fast seated in$4$ the Main,
115:01,084[A  ]| Does the rough Billows' raging force disdain,
115:01,085[A  ]| Which$6#1$ though they highly threat, and loudly roar,
115:01,086[A  ]| In$4$ vain attempt to$9$ unfix the Rooted Shore,
115:01,087[A  ]| That$3$ Millions of them breaks, and calls for$4$ Millions more;
115:01,088[A  ]| So$3$ she, with Lust's Enthusiastic Rage;
115:01,089[A  ]| Sustained at once the Lewdness of an Age,
115:01,090[A  ]| Whole Legions did encounter, Legions tired,
115:01,091[A  ]| Insatiate yet, still fresh Supplies desired.
115:01,092[A  ]| Prodigious Bawd! ~~ O may thy Memory be
115:01,093[A  ]| Abhorred by$4$ all, as it is Abhorred by$4$ Me!
115:01,094[A  ]| Thou foremost in$4$ the Race of Infamy!
115:01,095[A  ]| But Bodies must decay; for$3$, it is too sure.
115:01,096[A  ]| There is Nothing from the Jaws of Time Secure.
115:01,097[A  ]| Yet when she found she could perform no$2$ more,
115:01,098[A  ]| When all her Body was one Putrid Sore,
115:01,099[A  ]| Studded with Pox and eating Ulcers over;
115:01,100[A  ]| Even then, by$4$ her delusive treacherous Wiles,
115:01,101[A  ]| For$3$ Woman it is that$6#1$ Woman best beguiles)
115:01,102[A  ]| She enrolled more Females in$4$ the List of Whore
115:01,103[A  ]| Than all the Arts of Man could ever do before.
115:01,104[A  ]| Pressed with the Ponderous Guilt at length she fell,
115:01,105[A  ]| And through, the solid Centre sunk to$4$ Hell:
115:01,106[A  ]| The Murmuring Fiends all hovered round about,
115:01,107[A  ]| And with hoarse howls did the Great Bawd salute;
115:01,108[A  ]| Amazed to$9$ see a sordid Lump of Clay
115:01,109[A  ]| Stained with more bold and various Crimes than they:
115:01,110[A  ]| Nor were her Torments less; for$3$ the dire Train
115:01,111[A  ]| Soon sent her howling, through the rolling Flame,
115:01,112[A  ]| To$4$ the sad Seat of Everlasting Pain.
115:01,113[A  ]| Greswel and Stratford the same Footsteps tread;
115:01,114[A  ]| In$4$ Sin's black Volume so$5#1$ profoundly read,
115:01,115[A  ]| That$3$, whensoever they die, we well may fear
115:01,116[A  ]| The very Tincture of the Crimes they bear
115:01,117[A  ]| With strange Infusion will$1$ Inspire the Dust,
115:01,118[A  ]| And in$4$ the Grave commit true Acts of Lust.
115:01,119[A  ]| And now, if so$5#1$ much to$4$ the World is revealed,
115:01,120[A  ]| Reflect on$4$ all the Sins that$6#1$ lie concealed:
115:01,121[A  ]| How, oft into their Closets they retire,
115:01,122[A  ]| Where Flaming D**do does inflame Desire,
115:01,123[A  ]| And Gentle Lap**d**s feed the Amorous Fire.
115:01,124[A  ]| How cursed is Man! When Brutes his Rivals prove,
115:01,125[A  ]| Even in$4$ the Sacred Business of his Love!
115:01,126[A  ]| Unless Religion proper Thoughts instil,
115:01,127[A  ]| Show me the Woman that$6#1$ would not be Ill,
115:01,128[A  ]| If she, conveniently, could have her Will$0$ ~~
115:01,129[A  ]| And when the Mind's Corrupt, we all well know
115:01,130[A  ]| The Actions it consents to$4$ must be so$5#2$:
115:01,131[A  ]| Their Guilt is as great, an Ill resolved to$9$ do:
115:01,132[A  ]| As theirs who$6#1$ Actually that$6#2$ Ill pursue:
115:01,133[A  ]| Their Will$0$ to$9$ have it so$5#2$ their Crime assures;
115:01,134[A  ]| Thus, if they durst, all Women would be Whores.
115:01,135[A  ]| Forgive me Modesty, if I have been,
115:01,136[A  ]| In$4$ anything I have mentioned here, obscene.
115:01,137[A  ]| And yet, why should I ask that$6#2$ Boon of Thee,
115:01,138[A  ]| When it is a Doubt if such a thing there be?
115:01,139[A  ]| For$4$ Woman, in$4$ whose Breast, You are said to$9$ Reign,
115:01,140[A  ]| And show the Glorious Conquests thou dost gain,
115:01,141[A  ]| Renounce the Virtue, and but court the Name.
115:01,142[A  ]| Sounds, though we can not perceive them, we may hear,
115:01,143[A  ]| And wonder at their Echoing through the Air:
115:01,144[A  ]| Thus, led by$4$ what delusive Fame imparts,
115:01,145[A  ]| We think thy Throne is erected in$4$ their Hearts;
115:01,146[A  ]| But we are deceived, as all our Fathers were,
115:01,147[A  ]| For$3$ if thou Art at all, it is sure thou art not there.
115:01,148[A  ]| Nothing in$4$ that$6#2$ black Mansion does reside,
115:01,149[A  ]| But Spite, Contention, Luxury and Pride:
115:01,150[A  ]| PRIDE is the Deity they all adore,
115:01,151[A  ]| Hardly their own dear Selves they Cherish more:
115:01,152[A  ]| Survey their very Looks you will$1$ find it there; ~~
115:01,153[A  ]| How can you miss it when it is everywhere?
115:01,154[A  ]| Some through all hunted Nature's Secrets trace,
115:01,155[A  ]| To$9$ fill the Furrows of a Wrinkled Face;
115:01,156[A  ]| And after all their Toil (observe the Curse)
115:01,157[A  ]| They have only made a Rueful Visage worse:
115:01,158[A  ]| So$3$ some that$6#1$ would have plated Money pass,
115:01,159[A  ]| Decrease the Silver, and betray the Brass.
115:01,160[A  ]| Nay those that$6#1$ have the Blessing to$9$ be fair,
115:01,161[A  ]| And know how Charming and admired they are;
115:01,162[A  ]| Who$6#1$ one would think Created so$5#1$ complete,
115:01,163[A  ]| They had no$2$ need of Artifice and Cheat.
115:01,164[A  ]| Yet they, too, in$4$ Adulterate Washes share,
115:01,165[A  ]| And would, if possible, be more than Fair.
115:01,166[A  ]| Deluded Woman! Tell me, where is the Gain
115:01,167[A  ]| Of wasting Time upon$4$ a thing so$5#1$ vain ~~
115:01,168[A  ]| Your Precious Time! (O to$4$ yourselves unkind!)
115:01,169[A  ]| When it is uncertain You have an Hour behind
115:01,170[A  ]| That$6#1$ You can call your Own; for$3$ though you are bright
115:01,171[A  ]| As Summer's Sun, and mild as opening Light,
115:01,172[A  ]| Adorned by$4$ Nature, and displayed by$4$ Art
115:01,173[A  ]| In$4$ all the Glories that$6#1$ delude the Heart,
115:01,174[A  ]| The Frowns of Age no$2$ Favourite Charm will$1$ save,
115:01,175[A  ]| Nor all your Sweets Protect You from the Grave;
115:01,176[A  ]| The Grave which$6#1$ favours not the Rich, or Fair;
115:01,177[A  ]| Beauty with Beast lies undistinguished there.
115:01,178[A  ]| But hold ~~ methinks I am Interrupted here,
115:01,179[A  ]| By$4$ some Vain Fop I neither Love, or Fear;
115:01,180[A  ]| Who$6#1$ in$4$ these Words his Weakness does reveal,
115:01,181[A  ]| Exposing Wounds he rather ought to$9$ heal.
115:01,182[A  ]| Soft, Sir, methinks you too Inveterate grow,
115:01,183[A  ]| And more Your Envy than Discretion show.
115:01,184[A  ]| Who$6#2$ blames the Sun because He shines so$5#1$ bright
115:01,185[A  ]| Our weak Perception dazzles at the Sight,
115:01,186[A  ]| When at the self-same time He cheers the Earth
115:01,187[A  ]| With Genial Heat, and gives all Nature Birth?
115:01,188[A  ]| How does the Winter look, that$6#2$ Naked Thing,
115:01,189[A  ]| Compared with the Fresh Glories of the Spring?
115:01,190[A  ]| Rivers adorn the Earth, the Fish the Seas,
115:01,191[A  ]| The Smiling Flowers the Meads, and Fruit the Trees,
115:01,192[A  ]| The Stars the Ethereal Fields through which$6#1$ they ride;
115:01,193[A  ]| And Woman all the Works of GOD beside!
115:01,194[A  ]| Yet the Malicious Satire will$1$ not allow
115:01,195[A  ]| They should adorn themselves: ~~ Then pray, Sir, now
115:01,196[A  ]| Produce some Reasons why You are so$5#1$ severe;
115:01,197[A  ]| For$3$, Envious as You are, You know they are Fair.
115:01,198[A  ]| True, Sir, and Sodom's Apples heretofore
115:01,199[A  ]| Were Beauteous too ~~ But Rotten at the Core.
115:01,200[A  ]| Nature we grant has all her Offspring Fair,
115:01,201[A  ]| And well they all their Maker's Power declare;
115:01,202[A  ]| The Woods, the Hills and Dales their Echoes raise,
115:01,203[A  ]| The Feathered Choir to$4$ Him direct their Lays,
115:01,204[A  ]| And Joyful Rivers run his Endless Praise!
115:01,205[A  ]| But though they have held so$5#1$ many Ages on$5$,
115:01,206[A  ]| All their Inherent Worth is yet their Own.
115:01,207[A  ]| Nothing but vain fantastic Woman is changed,
115:01,208[A  ]| And quite from all her Native Truth estranged:
115:01,209[A  ]| It is true She has the same Alluring Skin;
115:01,210[A  ]| All Paradise without! ~~ But Hell within.
115:01,211[A  ]| Her talk of Virtue but a vain pretence,
115:01,212[A  ]| Her Love a Trade, and Gain Her Innocence.
115:01,213[A  ]| Nor is it but the Beauteous we deride,
115:01,214[A  ]| The Unhandsome are as much the Slaves of Pride:
115:01,215[A  ]| The Short, the Straight, the Crooked, Foul and Fair,
115:01,216[A  ]| Have all Promiscuously an Equal Share:
115:01,217[A  ]| Not to$9$ be vain, and Haughtily inclined,
115:01,218[A  ]| In$4$ short, is not to$9$ be of Womankind.
115:01,219[A  ]| But though so$5#1$ many of their Crimes are named,
115:01,220[A  ]| It is yet untold for$4$ which$6#1$ they most are famed;
115:01,221[A  ]| A Sin, tall as the Pyramids of old,
115:01,222[A  ]| From whose Aspiring Top we may behold
115:01,223[A  ]| Enough to$9$ damn a World: ~~ What should it be
115:01,224[A  ]| But (curse upon$4$ the Name!) Inconstancy?
115:01,225[A  ]| O tell me does the World those Men contain
115:01,226[A  ]| (For$3$ I have looked for$4$ such, but looked in$4$ vain,)
115:01,227[A  ]| Who$6#1$ never were drawn into that$6#2$ fatal Snare ~~
115:01,228[A  ]| Fatal I call it, for$3$ He is cursed that$6#1$ is there.
115:01,229[A  ]| Inspired then by$4$ my Fellow Sufferer's Wrongs,
115:01,230[A  ]| (And glad I am the Task to$4$ me belongs)
115:01,231[A  ]| I will$1$ bring the Fiend un-masked to$4$ Human Sight,
115:01,232[A  ]| Though hid in$4$ the Black Womb of Deepest Night.
115:01,233[A  ]| No$2$ more the Wind, the faithless Wind, shall be
115:01,234[A  ]| A Simile for$4$ their Inconstancy,
115:01,235[A  ]| For$3$ that$6#2$ sometimes is fixed; but Woman's Mind
115:01,236[A  ]| Is never fixed, or to$4$ one Point inclined.
115:01,237[A  ]| Less fixed than wanton Swallows while they play
115:01,238[A  ]| In$4$ the Sun-Beams to$9$ welcome in$5$ the Day,
115:01,239[A  ]| Now Yonder, now they are here, as quickly there;
115:01,240[A  ]| In$4$ no$2$ place long, and yet are everywhere.
115:01,241[A  ]| Like$4$ Ships in$4$ Storms their Passions fall and rise;
115:01,242[A  ]| One while You would think they touched the very Skies,
115:01,243[A  ]| When in$4$ a Moment they the Sands explore;
115:01,244[A  ]| Lost to$4$ their View that$6#1$ stand upon$4$ the Shore
115:01,245[A  ]| Even Silvia, She herself, the loved and Fair,
115:01,246[A  ]| Whose one kind look could save me from Despair,
115:01,247[A  ]| Whose Smiles I valued at so$5#1$ vast a Rate,
115:01,248[A  ]| To$9$ compass them I scorned the Frowns of Fate;
115:01,249[A  ]| Even She herself ~~ (But Ah! I am loath to$9$ tell,
115:01,250[A  ]| Or blame the Crimes of One I loved so$5#1$ well ~~
115:01,251[A  ]| But it must out ~~ ) Even She, swift as the Wind,
115:01,252[A  ]| Swift as the Airy Motions of the Mind,
115:01,253[A  ]| At once proved Faithless, Perjured and Unkind!
115:01,254[A  ]| Here they today Invoke the Powers above
115:01,255[A  ]| As Witnesses to$4$ their Immortal Love,
115:01,256[A  ]| When, lo! Away the gaudy Phantom flies,
115:01,257[A  ]| And before it can be said to$9$ live, it dies.
115:01,258[A  ]| Thus all Religious Vows and Oaths of late
115:01,259[A  ]| They think no$2$ more than other Common Chat.
115:01,260[A  ]| Nor is that$6#2$ sacred Idol Marriage free;
115:01,261[A  ]| Marriage, which$6#1$ Musty Drones affirm to$9$ be
115:01,262[A  ]| The Tie of Souls as well as Bodies, ~~ Nay,
115:01,263[A  ]| The Spring that$6#1$ does through secret Pipes convey
115:01,264[A  ]| Fresh Sweets to$4$ Life, and drives the bitter Dregs away;
115:01,265[A  ]| The Sacred Cloud, the Guardian Pile of Fire
115:01,266[A  ]| That$6#1$ guides our Steps to$4$ Peace, nor does expire
115:01,267[A  ]| Till it has left us Nothing to$9$ desire:
115:01,268[A  ]| Even thus adorned, the Idol is not free
115:01,269[A  ]| From the swift Turns of their Inconstancy.
115:01,270[A  ]| Witness the Ephesian Matron; ~~ She in$4$ whom,
115:01,271[A  ]| As in$4$ a Mirror, through all Times to$9$ come
115:01,272[A  ]| We see the Wives' Resolve, and Husbands' Doom:
115:01,273[A  ]| To$4$ the sad Grave with her dead Spouse she went,
115:01,274[A  ]| And closed Herself up$5$ in$4$ his Monument;
115:01,275[A  ]| Where on$4$ Cold Marble She lamenting lay;
115:01,276[A  ]| In$4$ Groans She spent the Night, in$4$ Tears the Day,
115:01,277[A  ]| And seemed to$9$ have no$2$ use of Life but mourn it all away:
115:01,278[A  ]| The wondering World cried up$5$ her faithful Mind,
115:01,279[A  ]| Extolled her as the best of Womankind!
115:01,280[A  ]| But see the World's Mistake; and, with it, see
115:01,281[A  ]| The strange Effects of wild Inconstancy!
115:01,282[A  ]| For$3$ she herself, even in$4$ that$6#2$ Sacred Room,
115:01,283[A  ]| With one brisk Vigorous onset was overcome,
115:01,284[A  ]| And made a Brothel of her Husband's Tomb!
115:01,285[A  ]| Whose pale Corpse trembled in$4$ its Sacred Shroud,
115:01,286[A  ]| Wondering that$3$ Heaven the Impious Act allowed:
115:01,287[A  ]| Horror in$4$ Robes of Darkness stalked around,
115:01,288[A  ]| And through the affrighted Tomb did Groans resound:
115:01,289[A  ]| The very Marbles wept; the Furies howled,
115:01,290[A  ]| And in$4$ hoarse Murmurs; their amazement told!
115:01,291[A  ]| All this shook not the Dictates of her Mind,
115:01,292[A  ]| But with a Boldness, Natural to$4$ her Kind,
115:01,293[A  ]| She made her Husband's Ghost (in$4$ Death a Slave)
115:01,294[A  ]| Her Necessary Pimp even in$4$ his Grave.
115:01,295[A  ]| What need I fetch these Instances from old?
115:01,296[A  ]| There now live Thousands both as bad and bold,
115:01,297[A  ]| Of Noble Birth, Lascivious, Young and Fair;
115:01,298[A  ]| But for$4$ their Husbands' sakes their Names I spare.
115:01,299[A  ]| Are these (Ye Powers!) the Virtues of a Wife?
115:01,300[A  ]| The Peace that$6#1$ Crowns a Matrimonial Life?
115:01,301[A  ]| Is this the Sacred Prize for$4$ which$6#1$ we fight,
115:01,302[A  ]| And hazard Life and Honour with Delight?
115:01,303[A  ]| Balm of the Day, and Rapture of the Night!
115:01,304[A  ]| The Reins that$6#1$ guide us in$4$ our wild Careers?
115:01,305[A  ]| And the Supporter of our Feeble Years?
115:01,306[A  ]| No$7$! no$7$! it is Contradiction; rather far
115:01,307[A  ]| They are the Cause of all our Bosom War;
115:01,308[A  ]| The bitter Source and Fountain of our Woe,
115:01,309[A  ]| From whence Despair and Doubt forever flow;
115:01,310[A  ]| The Gall that$6#1$ mingles with our Prime Delight,
115:01,311[A  ]| Rank to$4$ the Taste, and nauseous to$4$ the Sight;
115:01,312[A  ]| A-Days, the Weight of Care that$6#1$ Clogs his Breast,
115:01,313[A  ]| At Night the Hag that$6#1$ robs Him of his Rest:
115:01,314[A  ]| Our Mortal Sickness in$4$ the midst of Health,
115:01,315[A  ]| Chains in$4$ our Freedom, Poverty in$4$ Wealth,
115:01,316[A  ]| The Eternal Pestilence and Rack of Life,
115:01,317[A  ]| The Original and Spring of all our Strife;
115:01,318[A  ]| These Rather are the Virtues of a Clamorous Wife.
115:01,319[A  ]| Why was it, ye Immortal Powers, Your Will$0$
115:01,320[A  ]| To$9$ mix our Grains of Good with such a Weight of Ill?
115:01,321[A  ]| Or did You think our Crimes would Soar so$5#1$ high
115:01,322[A  ]| For$4$ Your Corrections handed from the Sky,
115:01,323[A  ]| And so$5#2$ made them Your Vengeance to$9$ supply?
115:01,324[A  ]| For$3$ not the wide destructive waste of War,
115:01,325[A  ]| Nor yet the smarter Butchery of the Bar,
115:01,326[A  ]| That$6#1$ Ruin to$4$ all Humankind contrives,
115:01,327[A  ]| And murders more Estates than the other Lives;
115:01,328[A  ]| Nay not the Plague when it does madliest Rage,
115:01,329[A  ]| And half depopulates a Fruitful Age;
115:01,330[A  ]| Nor any other Evil we can find
115:01,331[A  ]| That$6#1$ pains the Body or distracts the Mind;
115:01,332[A  ]| Not to$4$ old Age perpetual Loss of Health,
115:01,333[A  ]| Nor yet that$6#2$ grinning Fiend Despair itself,
115:01,334[A  ]| When it insults with most Tyrannic Sway,
115:01,335[A  ]| Can tease, or torture Man so$5#1$ much as They!
115:01,336[A  ]| Urge it no$2$ more, they were Created Good,
115:01,337[A  ]| It was not a Moment in$4$ that$6#2$ State she stood;
115:01,338[A  ]| Swift as a Meteor glides through Air she fell,
115:01,339[A  ]| And but for$4$ Heaven's Surmounting Grace had doomed us all to$4$ Hell.
115:01,340[A  ]| Beware, then, vain and thoughtless Man beware,
115:01,341[A  ]| Nor let Lascivious Women be the Snare
115:01,342[A  ]| To$9$ make You the Companions of them there.
115:01,343[A  ]| Think what it is in$4$ endless Flames to$9$ fry,
115:01,344[A  ]| With Strumpets and their Devils Laughing by$5$:
115:01,345[A  ]| Think what the Pox, the Stone and Gout are here;
115:01,346[A  ]| Afflictions scarce to$9$ be exceeded there.
115:01,347[A  ]| Scorn their Vain Smiles; their Little Arts despise
115:01,348[A  ]| And Peace of Mind, at such a Value prize,
115:01,349[A  ]| As not to$9$ let those Ravenous Thieves of Prey
115:01,350[A  ]| Rifle, and bear the Sacred Guest away:
115:01,351[A  ]| It is they that$6#1$ rob us of that$6#2$ Precious Gem;
115:01,352[A  ]| We could not lose it were it not for$4$ them.
115:01,353[A  ]| Avoid them then, with all the treacherous Arts
115:01,354[A  ]| They daily Practise for$4$ Unguarded Hearts
115:01,355[A  ]| Avoid them as You would avoid their Crimes,
115:01,356[A  ]| Or they themselves, Hereafter, would my Rhymes,
115:01,357[A  ]| Designed to$9$ lash them down through all succeeding Times.
115:01,358[A  ]| And now should any Coxcomb (for$3$ we may
115:01,359[A  ]| Find yet too many that$6#1$ will$1$ own their Sway)
115:01,360[A  ]| Should such revile the wholesome Rules, I give,
115:01,361[A  ]| And, in$4$ Contempt of what is taught them, live
115:01,362[A  ]| Like$4$ base Souled Slaves, and Fetters choose to$9$ wear,
115:01,363[A  ]| When they may be as unconfined as Air,
115:01,364[A  ]| Or the Winged Racers that$6#1$ inhabit there:
115:01,365[A  ]| May all the Plagues a Woman can invent
115:01,366[A  ]| Pursue them with Eternal Punishment:
115:01,367[A  ]| May they ~~ but stay, my Curses I forestall,
115:01,368[A  ]| For$3$ in$4$ that$6#2$ One is comprehended all.
115:01,369[A  ]| But say, Sir, if some Pilot on$4$ the Main
115:01,370[A  ]| Should be so$5#1$ mad, so$5#1$ resolutely vain,
115:01,371[A  ]| To$9$ steer his Vessel on$4$ that$6#2$ fatal Shore
115:01,372[A  ]| Where he had seen ten thousand Wrecked before!
115:01,373[A  ]| Though he should Perish there, say, would you not
115:01,374[A  ]| Bestow a Curse on$4$ the Notorious Sot?
115:01,375[A  ]| Trust me, the Man is as much to$9$ blame as He,
115:01,376[A  ]| That$6#1$ Ventures his frail Barque out, wilfully,
115:01,377[A  ]| On$4$ the Rough Rocky, Matrimonial Sea;
115:01,378[A  ]| Selfish, his Heart is with vain Hopes possessed,
115:01,379[A  ]| For$3$ why should He speed better than the rest?