271:001,000[' ]| 271:001,000[' ]| 271:001,000[' ]| 271:001,000[' ]| 271:001,000[' ]| 271:001,001[A ]| Philips, whose touch harmonious could remove 271:001,002[A ]| The pangs of guilty power, and hapless love, 271:001,003[A ]| Rest here, distressed by$4$ poverty no$2$ more, 271:001,004[A ]| Here find that$6#2$ calm, thou gavest so$5#1$ oft before. 271:001,005[A ]| Sleep, undisturbed, within this peaceful shrine, 271:001,006[A ]| Till angels wake thee, with a note like$4$ thine. 271:002,000[' ]| 271:002,000[' ]| 271:002,001[A ]| When Learning's Triumph over her barbarous Foes 271:002,002[A ]| First reared the Stage, immortal Shakespear rose; 271:002,003[A ]| Each Change of many-coloured Life he drew, 271:002,004[A ]| Exhausted Worlds, and then imagined new: 271:002,005[A ]| Existence saw him spurn her bounded Reign, 271:002,006[A ]| And panting Time toiled after him in$4$ vain: 271:002,007[A ]| His powerful Strokes presiding Truth impressed, 271:002,008[A ]| And unresisted Passion stormed the Breast. 271:002,009[A ]| Then Johnson came, instructed from the School, 271:002,010[A ]| To$9$ please in$4$ Method, and invent by$4$ Rule; 271:002,011[A ]| His studious Patience, and laborious Art, 271:002,012[A ]| By$4$ regular Approach essayed the Heart; 271:002,013[A ]| Cold Approbation gave the lingering Bays, 271:002,014[A ]| For$3$ those who$6#1$ durst not censure, scarce could praise. 271:002,015[A ]| A Mortal born he met the general Doom, 271:002,016[A ]| But left, like$4$ Egypt's Kings, a lasting Tomb. 271:002,017[A ]| The Wits of Charles found easier Ways to$4$ Fame, 271:002,018[A ]| Nor wished for$4$ Johnson's Art, or Shakespear's Flame, 271:002,019[A ]| Themselves they studied, as they felt, they writ, 271:002,020[A ]| Intrigue was Plot, Obscenity was wit. 271:002,021[A ]| Vice always found a sympathetic Friend; 271:002,022[A ]| They pleased their Age, and did not aim to$9$ mend. 271:002,023[A ]| Yet Bards like$4$ these aspired to$4$ lasting Praise, 271:002,024[A ]| And proudly hoped to$9$ pimp in$4$ future Days. 271:002,025[A ]| Their Cause was general, their Supports were strong, 271:002,026[A ]| Their Slaves were willing, and their Reign was long; 271:002,027[A ]| Till Shame regained the Post that$6#1$ Sense betrayed, 271:002,028[A ]| And Virtue called Oblivion to$4$ her Aid. 271:002,029[A ]| Then crushed by$4$ Rules, and weakened as refined, 271:002,030[A ]| For$4$ Years the Power of Tragedy declined; 271:002,031[A ]| From Bard, to$4$ Bard, the frigid Caution crept, 271:002,032[A ]| Till Declamation roared, while Passion slept. 271:002,033[A ]| Yet still did Virtue deign the Stage to$9$ tread, 271:002,034[A ]| Philosophy remained, though Nature fled. 271:002,035[A ]| But forced at length her ancient Reign to$9$ quit, 271:002,036[A ]| She saw great Faustus lay the Ghost of Wit: 271:002,037[A ]| Exulting Folly hailed the joyful Day, 271:002,038[A ]| And Pantomime, and Song, confirmed her Sway. 271:002,039[A ]| But who$6#2$ the coming Changes can presage, 271:002,040[A ]| And mark the future Periods of the Stage? ~~ 271:002,041[A ]| Perhaps if Skill could distant Times explore, 271:002,042[A ]| New Behns, new Durfeys, yet remain in$4$ Store. 271:002,043[A ]| Perhaps, where Lear has raved, and Hamlet died, 271:002,044[A ]| On$4$ flying Cars new Sorcerers may ride. 271:002,045[A ]| Perhaps, for$3$ who$6#2$ can guess the Effects of Chance? 271:002,046[A ]| Here Hunt may box, or Mahomet may dance. 271:002,047[A ]| Hard is his Lot, that$6#1$ here by$4$ Fortune placed, 271:002,048[A ]| Must watch the wild Vicissitudes of Taste; 271:002,049[A ]| With every Meteor of Caprice must play, 271:002,050[A ]| And chase the new-blown Bubbles of the Day. 271:002,051[A ]| Ah! let not Censure term our Fate our Choice, 271:002,052[A ]| The Stage but echoes back the public Voice. 271:002,053[A ]| The Drama's Laws the Drama's Patrons give, 271:002,054[A ]| For$3$ we that$6#1$ live to$9$ please, must please to$9$ live. 271:002,055[A ]| Then prompt no$2$ more the Follies you decry, 271:002,056[A ]| As Tyrants doom their Tools of Guilt to$9$ die; 271:002,057[A ]| It is yours this Night to$9$ bid the Reign commence 271:002,058[A ]| Of rescued Nature, and reviving Sense; 271:002,059[A ]| To$9$ chase the Charms of Sound, the Pomp of Show, 271:002,060[A ]| For$4$ useful Mirth, and salutary Woe; 271:002,061[A ]| Bid scenic Virtue form the rising Age, 271:002,062[A ]| And Truth diffuse her Radiance from the Stage. 271:003,000[' ]| 271:003,001[A ]| Ye patriot Crowds, who$6#1$ burn for$4$ England's Fame, 271:003,002[A ]| Ye Nymphs, whose Bosoms beat at Milton's Name, 271:003,003[A ]| Whose generous Zeal, unbought by$4$ flattering Rhymes, 271:003,004[A ]| Shames the mean Pensions of Augustan Times; 271:003,005[A ]| Immortal Patrons of succeeding Days, 271:003,006[A ]| Attend this Prelude of perpetual Praise! 271:003,007[A ]| Let Wit, condemned the feeble War to$9$ wage 271:003,008[A ]| With close Malevolence, or public Rage; 271:003,009[A ]| Let Study, worn with Virtue's fruitless Lore, 271:003,010[A ]| Behold this Theatre, and grieve no$2$ more. 271:003,011[A ]| This Night, distinguished by$4$ your Smile, shall tell, 271:003,012[A ]| That$3$ never Briton can in$4$ vain excel; 271:003,013[A ]| The slighted Arts Futurity shall trust, 271:003,014[A ]| And rising Ages hasten to$9$ be just. 271:003,015[A ]| At length our mighty Bard's victorious Lays 271:003,016[A ]| Fill the loud voice of universal Praise, 271:003,017[A ]| And baffled Spite, with hopeless Anguish dumb, 271:003,018[A ]| Yields to$4$ Renown the Centuries to$9$ come. 271:003,019[A ]| With ardent Haste, each Candidate of Fame 271:003,020[A ]| Ambitious catches at his towering Name: 271:003,021[A ]| He sees, and pitying sees, vain Wealth bestow 271:003,022[A ]| Those pageant Honours which$6#1$ he scorned below: 271:003,023[A ]| While Crowds aloft the laureate Bust behold, 271:003,024[A ]| Or trace his Form on$4$ circulating God, 271:003,025[A ]| Unknown, unheeded, long his Offspring lay, 271:003,026[A ]| And Want hung threatening over her slow Decay. 271:003,027[A ]| What though she shine with no$2$ Miltonian Fire, 271:003,028[A ]| No$2$ favouring Muse her morning Dreams inspire; 271:003,029[A ]| Yet softer Claims the melting Heart engage, 271:003,030[A ]| Her Youth laborious, and her blameless Age: 271:003,031[A ]| Hers the mild Merits of domestic Life, 271:003,032[A ]| The patient Sufferer, and the faithful Wife. 271:003,033[A ]| Thus graced with humble Virtue's native Charms 271:003,034[A ]| Her Grandsire leaves her in$4$ Britannia's Arms; 271:003,035[A ]| Secure with Peace, with competence, to$9$ dwell, 271:003,036[A ]| While tutelary Nations guard her Cell. 271:003,037[A ]| Yours is the Charge, ye Fair, ye Wise, ye Brave! 271:003,038[A ]| It is yours to$9$ crown Desert ~~ beyond the Grave. 271:004,000[' ]| 271:004,001[A ]| Pressed by$4$ the load of life, the weary mind 271:004,002[A ]| Surveys the general toil of human kind; 271:004,003[A ]| With cool submission joins the labouring train, 271:004,004[A ]| And social sorrow, loses half its pain: 271:004,005[A ]| Our anxious Bard, without complaint, may share 271:004,006[A ]| This bustling season's epidemic care. 271:004,007[A ]| Like$4$ Caesar's pilot, dignified by$4$ fate, 271:004,008[A ]| Tossed in$4$ one common storm with all the great; 271:004,009[A ]| Distressed alike, the statesman and the wit, 271:004,010[A ]| When one a borough courts, and one the pit. 271:004,011[A ]| The busy candidates for$4$ power and fame, 271:004,012[A ]| Have hopes, and fears, and wishes, just the same; 271:004,013[A ]| Disabled both to$9$ combat, or to$9$ fly, 271:004,014[A ]| Must hear all taunts, and hear without reply. 271:004,015[A ]| Unchecked on$4$ both, loud rabbles vent their age, 271:004,016[A ]| As mongrels bay the lion in$4$ a cage. 271:004,017[A ]| The offended burgess hoards his angry tale, 271:004,018[A ]| For$4$ that$6#2$ blessed year when all that$6#1$ vote may rail; 271:004,019[A ]| Their schemes of spite the poet's foes dismiss, 271:004,020[A ]| Till that$6#2$ glad night, when all that$6#1$ hate may hiss. 271:004,021[A ]| This day the powdered curls and golden coat, 271:004,022[A ]| Say swelling Crispin begged a cobbler's vote. 271:004,023[A ]| This night, our wit, the pert apprentice cries, 271:004,024[A ]| Lies at my feet, I hiss him, and he dies. 271:004,025[A ]| The great, it is true, can charm the electing tribe; 271:004,026[A ]| The bard may supplicate, but cannot bribe. 271:004,027[A ]| Yet judged by$4$ those, whose voices never were sold, 271:004,028[A ]| He feels no$2$ want of ill persuading gold; 271:004,029[A ]| But confident of praise, if praise be due, 271:004,030[A ]| Trusts without fear, to$4$ merit and to$4$ you. 271:005,000[' ]| 271:005,000[' ]| 271:005,001[A ]| Long-expected one and twenty 271:005,002[A ]| Lingering year at last is flown, 271:005,003[A ]| Pomp and Pleasure, Pride and Plenty 271:005,004[A ]| Great Sir John, are all your own. 271:005,005[A ]| Loosened from the Minor's tether, 271:005,006[A ]| Free to$9$ mortgage or to$9$ sell, 271:005,007[A ]| Wild as wind, and light as feather 271:005,008[A ]| Bids the slaves of thrift farewell. 271:005,009[A ]| Call the Bettys, Kates, and Jennys 271:005,010[A ]| Every name that$6#1$ laughs at Care, 271:005,011[A ]| Lavish of your Grandsire's guineas, 271:005,012[A ]| Show the Spirit of an heir. 271:005,013[A ]| All that$6#1$ prey on$4$ vice and folly 271:005,014[A ]| Joy to$9$ see their quarry fly, 271:005,015[A ]| Here the Gamester light and jolly, 271:005,016[A ]| There the Lender grave and sly. 271:005,017[A ]| Wealth, Sir John, was made to$9$ wander 271:005,018[A ]| Let it wander as it will$1$; 271:005,019[A ]| See the Jockey, see the Pander, 271:005,020[A ]| Bid them come, and take their fill. 271:005,021[A ]| When the bonny Blade carouses, 271:005,022[A ]| Pockets full, and Spirits high, 271:005,023[A ]| What are acres? What are houses? 271:005,024[A ]| Only dirt, or wet or dry 271:005,025[A ]| If the Guardian or the Mother, 271:005,026[A ]| Tell the woes of wilful waste, 271:005,027[A ]| Scorn their counsel and their pother, 271:005,028[A ]| You can hang or drown at last. 271:006,000[' ]| 271:006,001[A ]| Wheresoever I turn my View, 271:006,002[A ]| All is strange, yet nothing new; 271:006,003[A ]| Endless Labour all along, 271:006,004[A ]| Endless Labour to$9$ be wrong; 271:006,005[A ]| Phrase that$6#1$ Time has flung away, 271:006,006[A ]| Uncouth Words in$4$ Disarray; 271:006,007[A ]| Tricked in$4$ Antique Ruff and Bonnet, 271:006,008[A ]| Ode and elegy and Sonnet. 271:007,000[' ]| 271:007,000[' ]| 271:007,001[A ]| Condemned to$4$ hope's delusive mine, 271:007,002[A ]| As on$5$ we toil from day to$4$ day, 271:007,003[A ]| By$4$ sudden blasts, or slow decline, 271:007,004[A ]| Our social comforts drop away. 271:007,005[A ]| Well tried through many a varying year, 271:007,006[A ]| See Levet to$4$ the grave descend; 271:007,007[A ]| Officious, innocent, sincere, 271:007,008[A ]| Of every friendless name the friend. 271:007,009[A ]| Yet still he fills affection's eye, 271:007,010[A ]| Obscurely wise, and coarsely kind; 271:007,011[A ]| Nor, lettered arrogance, deny 271:007,012[A ]| Thy praise to$4$ merit unrefined. 271:007,013[A ]| When fainting nature called for$4$ aid, 271:007,014[A ]| And hovering death prepared the blow, 271:007,015[A ]| His vigorous remedy displayed 271:007,016[A ]| The power of art without the show. 271:007,017[A ]| In$4$ misery's darkest caverns known, 271:007,018[A ]| His useful care was ever nigh, 271:007,019[A ]| Where hopeless anguish poured his groan, 271:007,020[A ]| And lonely want retired to$9$ die. 271:007,021[A ]| No$2$ summons mocked by$4$ chill delay, 271:007,022[A ]| No$2$ petty gain disdained by$4$ pride, 271:007,023[A ]| The modest wants of every day 271:007,024[A ]| The toil of every day supplied. 271:007,025[A ]| His virtues walked their narrow round, 271:007,026[A ]| Nor made a pause, nor left a void; 271:007,027[A ]| And sure the Eternal Master found 271:007,028[A ]| The single talent well employed. 271:007,029[A ]| The busy day, the peaceful night, 271:007,030[A ]| Unfelt, uncounted, glided by$5$; 271:007,031[A ]| His frame was firm, his powers were bright, 271:007,032[A ]| Though now his eightieth year was nigh. 271:007,033[A ]| Then with no$2$ throbbing fiery pain, 271:007,034[A ]| No$2$ cold gradations of decay, 271:007,035[A ]| Death broke at once the vital chain, 271:007,036[A ]| And forced his soul the nearest way. 272:027,000@@@@@| 272:027,000[' ]| 272:027,000[' ]| 272:027,000[' ]| 272:027,001[A ]| Though Grief and Fondness in$4$ my Breast rebel, 272:027,002[A ]| When injured Thales bids the Town farewell, 272:027,003[A ]| Yet still my calmer Thoughts his Choice commend, 272:027,004[A ]| I praise the Hermit, but regret the Friend, 272:027,005[A ]| Who$6#1$ now resolves, from Vice and London far, 272:027,006[A ]| To$9$ breathe in$4$ distant Fields a purer Air, 272:027,007[A ]| And, fixed on$4$ Cambria's solitary Shore, 272:027,008[A ]| Give to$4$ St%*David one true Briton more. 272:027,009[A ]| For$3$ who$6#2$ would leave, unbribed, Hibernia's Land, 272:027,010[A ]| Or change the Rocks of Scotland for$4$ the Strand? <10> 272:027,011[A ]| There none are swept by$4$ sudden Fate away, 272:027,012[A ]| But all whom Hunger spares, with Age decay: 272:027,013[A ]| Here Malice, Rapine, Accident, conspire, 272:027,014[A ]| And now a Rabble rages, now a Fire; 272:027,015[A ]| Their Ambush here relentless Ruffians lay, 272:027,016[A ]| And here the fell Attorney prowls for$4$ Prey; 272:027,017[A ]| Here falling Houses thunder on$4$ your Head, 272:027,018[A ]| And here a female Atheist talks you dead. 272:027,019[A ]| While Thales waits the Wherry that$6#1$ contains 272:027,020[A ]| Of dissipated Wealth the small Remains, <20> 272:027,021[A ]| On$4$ Thames's Banks, in$4$ silent Thought we stood, 272:027,022[A ]| Where Greenwich smiles upon$4$ the silver Flood: 272:027,023[A ]| Struck with the Seat that$6#1$ gave Eliza Birth, 272:028,024[A ]| We kneel, and kiss the consecrated Earth: 272:028,025[A ]| In$4$ pleasing Dreams the blissful Age renew, 272:028,026[A ]| And call Britannia's Glories back to$4$ view; 272:028,027[A ]| Behold her Cross triumphant on$4$ the Main, 272:028,028[A ]| The Guard of commerce, and the Dread of Spain, 272:028,029[A ]| Before Masquerades debauched, Excise oppressed, 272:028,030[A ]| Or English Honour grew a standing Jest. <30> 272:028,031[A ]| A transient Calm the happy Scenes bestow, 272:028,032[A ]| And for$4$ a Moment lull the Sense of Woe. 272:028,033[A ]| At length awaking, with contemptuous Frown, 272:028,034[A ]| Indignant Thales eyes the neighbouring Town. 272:028,035[A ]| Since Worth, he cries, in$4$ these degenerate Days, 272:028,036[A ]| Wants even the cheap Reward of empty Praise; 272:028,037[A ]| In$4$ those cursed Walls, devote to$4$ Vice and Gain; 272:028,038[A ]| Since unrewarded Science toils in$4$ vain; 272:028,039[A ]| Since Hope but soothes to$9$ double my Distress, 272:028,040[A ]| And every Moment leaves my Little less; <40> 272:028,041[A ]| While yet my steady Steps no$2$ Staff sustains, 272:028,042[A ]| And Life still vigorous revels in$4$ my Veins; 272:028,043[A ]| Grant me, kind Heaven, to$9$ find some happier Place, 272:028,044[A ]| Where Honesty and Sense are no$2$ Disgrace; 272:028,045[A ]| Some pleasing Bank where verdant Osiers play, 272:028,046[A ]| Some peaceful Vale with Nature's Paintings gay; 272:028,047[A ]| Where once the harassed Briton found Repose, 272:028,048[A ]| And safe in$4$ Poverty defied his Foes; 272:028,049[A ]| Some secret Cell, ye Powers, indulgent give, 272:028,050[A ]| Let *** live here, for$3$ *** has learned to$9$ live. <50> 272:028,051[A ]| Here let those reign, whom Pensions can incite 272:028,052[A ]| To$9$ vote a patriot Black, a Courtier white; 272:028,053[A ]| Explain their Country's dear-bought Rights away, 272:028,054[A ]| And plead for$4$ Pirates in$4$ the Face of Day; 272:028,055[A ]| With slavish Tenets taint our poisoned Youth, 272:028,056[A ]| And lend a Lie the Confidence of Truth. 272:028,057[A ]| Let such raise Palaces, and Manors buy, 272:028,058[A ]| Collect a Tax, or farm a Lottery; 272:028,059[A ]| With warbling Eunuchs fill our silenced Stage, 272:028,060[A ]| And lull to$4$ Servitude a thoughtless Age. <60> 272:029,061[A ]| Heroes, proceed! what Bounds your Pride shall hold? 272:029,062[A ]| What Check restrain your Thirst of Power and Gold? 272:029,063[A ]| Behold rebellious Virtue quite overthrown, 272:029,064[A ]| Behold our Fame, our Wealth, our Lives your own. 272:029,065[A ]| To$4$ such the Plunder of a Land is given, 272:029,066[A ]| When public Crimes inflame the Wrath of Heaven: 272:029,067[A ]| But what, my Friend, what Hope remains for$4$ me, 272:029,068[A ]| Who$6#1$ start at Theft, and blush at Perjury? 272:029,069[A ]| Who$6#1$ scarce forbear, though Britain's Court he sing, 272:029,070[A ]| To$9$ pluck a titled Poet's borrowed Wing; <70> 272:029,071[A ]| A Statesman's Logic unconvinced can hear, 272:029,072[A ]| And dare to$9$ slumber over the Gazetteer; 272:029,073[A ]| Despise a Fool in$4$ half his Pension dressed, 272:029,074[A ]| And strive in$4$ vain to$9$ laugh at Hervey's Jest. 272:029,075[A ]| Others with softer Smiles, and subtler Art, 272:029,076[A ]| Can sap the Principles, or taint the Heart; 272:029,077[A ]| With more Address a Lover's Note convey, 272:029,078[A ]| Or bribe a Virgin's Innocence away. 272:029,079[A ]| Well may they rise, while I, whose Rustic Tongue 272:029,080[A ]| Never knew to$9$ puzzle Right, or varnish Wrong, <80> 272:029,081[A ]| Spurned as a Beggar, dreaded as a Spy, 272:029,082[A ]| Live unregarded, unlamented die. 272:029,083[A ]| For$3$ what but social Guilt the Friend endears? 272:029,084[A ]| Who$6#1$ shares Orgilio's Crimes, his Fortune shares. 272:029,085[A ]| But thou, should tempting Villainy present 272:029,086[A ]| All Marlborough hoarded, or all Villiers spent, 272:029,087[A ]| Turn from the glittering Bribe thy scornful Eye, 272:029,088[A ]| Nor sell for$4$ Gold, what Gold could never buy, 272:029,089[A ]| The peaceful Slumber, self-approving Day, 272:029,090[A ]| Unsullied Fame, and Conscience ever gay. <90> 272:029,091[A ]| The cheated Nation's happy Favourites see! 272:029,092[A ]| Mark whom the Great caress, who$6#1$ frown on$4$ me! 272:029,093[A ]| London! The needy Villain's general Home, 272:029,094[A ]| The Common Shore of Paris and of Rome; 272:029,095[A ]| With eager Thirst, by$4$ Folly or by$4$ Fate, 272:029,096[A ]| Sucks in$5$ the Dregs of each corrupted State. 272:029,097[A ]| Forgive my Transports on$4$ a Theme like$4$ this, 272:029,098[A ]| I cannot bear a French Metropolis. 272:030,099[A ]| Illustrious Edward! from the Realms of Day, 272:030,100[A ]| The Land of Heroes and of Saints survey; <100> 272:030,101[A ]| Nor hope the British Lineaments to$9$ trace, 272:030,102[A ]| The rustic Grandeur, or the surly Grace; 272:030,103[A ]| But lost in$4$ thoughtless Ease, and empty Show, 272:030,104[A ]| Behold the Warrior dwindled to$4$ a Beau; 272:030,105[A ]| Sense, Freedom, Piety, refined away, 272:030,106[A ]| Of France the Mimic, and of Spain the Prey. 272:030,107[A ]| All that$6#1$ at home no$2$ more can beg or steal, 272:030,108[A ]| Or like$1$ a Gibbet better than a Wheel; 272:030,109[A ]| Hissed from the Stage, or hooted from the Court, 272:030,110[A ]| Their Air, their Dress, their Politics import; <110> 272:030,111[A ]| Obsequious, artful, voluble and gay, 272:030,112[A ]| On$4$ Britain's fond Credulity they prey. 272:030,113[A ]| No$2$ gainful Trade their Industry can escape, 272:030,114[A ]| They sing, they dance, clean Shoes, or cure a Clap; 272:030,115[A ]| All Sciences a fasting Monsieur knows, 272:030,116[A ]| And bid him go to$4$ Hell, to$4$ Hell he goes. 272:030,117[A ]| Ah! what avails it, that$3$, from Slavery far, 272:030,118[A ]| I drew the Breath of Life in$4$ English Air; 272:030,119[A ]| Was early taught a Briton's Right to$9$ prize, 272:030,120[A ]| And lisp the Tale of Henry's Victories; <120> 272:030,121[A ]| If the gulled Conqueror receives the Chain, 272:030,122[A ]| And what their Armies lost, their Cringes gain? 272:030,123[A ]| Studious to$9$ please, and ready to$9$ submit, 272:030,124[A ]| The supple Gaul was born a Parasite: 272:030,125[A ]| Still to$4$ his Interest true, wherever he goes, 272:030,126[A ]| Wit, Bravery, Worth, his lavish Tongue bestows; 272:030,127[A ]| In$4$ every Face a Thousand Graces shine, 272:030,128[A ]| From every Tongue flows Harmony divine. 272:030,129[A ]| These Arts in$4$ vain our rugged Natives try, 272:030,130[A ]| Strain out with faltering Diffidence a lie, <130> 272:030,131[A ]| And gain a Kick for$4$ awkward Flattery. 272:030,132[A ]| Besides, with Justice, this discerning Age 272:030,133[A ]| Admires their wondrous Talents for$4$ the Stage: 272:030,134[A ]| Well may they venture on$4$ the Mimic's Art, 272:030,135[A ]| Who$6#1$ play from Morn to$4$ Night a borrowed Part; 272:031,136[A ]| Practised their Master's Notions to$9$ embrace, 272:031,137[A ]| Repeat his Maxims, and reflect his Face; 272:031,138[A ]| With every wild Absurdity comply, 272:031,139[A ]| And view each Object with another's Eye; 272:031,140[A ]| To$9$ shake with Laughter before the Jest they hear, <140> 272:031,141[A ]| To$9$ pour at Will$0$ the counterfeited Tear; 272:031,142[A ]| And as their Patron hints the Cold or Heat, 272:031,143[A ]| To$9$ shake in$4$ Dog-days, in$4$ December sweat. 272:031,144[A ]| How, when Competitors like$4$ these contend, 272:031,145[A ]| Can surly Virtue hope to$9$ fix a Friend? 272:031,146[A ]| Slaves that$6#1$ with serious Impudence beguile, 272:031,147[A ]| And lie without a Blush, without a Smile; 272:031,148[A ]| Exalt each Trifle, every Vice adore, 272:031,149[A ]| Your Taste in$4$ Snuff, your Judgment in$4$ a Whore; 272:031,150[A ]| Can Balbo's Eloquence applaud, and swear <150> 272:031,151[A ]| He gropes his Breeches with a Monarch's Air. 272:031,152[A ]| For$4$ Arts like$4$ these preferred, admired, caressed, 272:031,153[A ]| They first invade your Table, then your Breast; 272:031,154[A ]| Explore your Secrets with insidious Art, 272:031,155[A ]| Watch the weak Hour, and ransack all the Heart; 272:031,156[A ]| Then soon your ill-placed Confidence repay, 272:031,157[A ]| Commence your Lords, and govern or betray. 272:031,158[A ]| By$4$ Numbers here from Shame or Censure free, 272:031,159[A ]| All Crimes are safe, but hated Poverty. 272:031,160[A ]| This, only this, the rigid Law pursues, <160> 272:031,161[A ]| This, only this, provokes the snarling Muse; 272:031,162[A ]| The sober Trader at a tattered Cloak, 272:031,163[A ]| Wakes from his Dream, and labours for$4$ a Joke; 272:031,164[A ]| With brisker Air the silken Courtiers gaze, 272:031,165[A ]| And turn the varied Taunt a thousand ways. 272:031,166[A ]| Of all the Griefs that$6#1$ harass the Distressed, 272:031,167[A ]| Sure the most bitter is a scornful Jest; 272:031,168[A ]| Fate never wounds more deep the generous Heart, 272:031,169[A ]| Than when a Blockhead's Insult points the Dart. 272:031,170[A ]| Has Heaven reserved, in$4$ Pity to$4$ the Poor, <170> 272:031,171[A ]| No$2$ pathless Waste, or undiscovered Shore? 272:031,172[A ]| No$2$ secret Island in$4$ the boundless Main? 272:031,173[A ]| No$2$ peaceful Desert yet unclaimed by$4$ Spain? 272:032,174[A ]| Quick let us rise, the happy Seats explore 272:032,175[A ]| And bear Oppression's Insolence no$2$ more. 272:032,176[A ]| This mournful Truth is every where confessed, 272:032,177[A ]| Slow rises worth, by$4$ Poverty depressed: 272:032,178[A ]| But here more slow, where all are Slaves to$4$ Gold, 272:032,179[A ]| Where Looks are Merchandise, and Smiles are sold, 272:032,180[A ]| Where won by$4$ Bribes, by$4$ Flatteries implored, <180> 272:032,181[A ]| The Groom retails the Favours of his Lord. 272:032,182[A ]| But hark! the affrighted Crowd's tumultuous Cries 272:032,183[A ]| Roll through the Streets, and thunder to$4$ the Skies; 272:032,184[A ]| Raised from some pleasing Dream of Wealth and Power, 272:032,185[A ]| Some pompous Palace, or some blissful Bower, 272:032,186[A ]| Aghast you start, and scarce with aching Sight, 272:032,187[A ]| Sustain the approaching Fire's tremendous Light; 272:032,188[A ]| Swift from pursuing Horrors take your Way, 272:032,189[A ]| And Leave your little All to$4$ Flames a Prey; 272:032,190[A ]| Then through the World a wretched Vagrant roam, <190> 272:032,191[A ]| For$3$ where can starving Merit find a Home? 272:032,192[A ]| In$4$ vain your mournful Narrative disclose, 272:032,193[A ]| While all neglect, and most insult your Woes. 272:032,194[A ]| Should Heaven's just Bolts Orgilio's Wealth confound, 272:032,195[A ]| And spread his flaming Palace on$4$ the Ground, 272:032,196[A ]| Swift over the Land the dismal Rumour flies, 272:032,197[A ]| And public Mournings pacify the Skies; 272:032,198[A ]| The Laureate Tribe in$4$ servile Verse relate, 272:032,199[A ]| How Virtue wars with persecuting Fate; 272:032,200[A ]| With well-feigned Gratitude the pensioned Band <200> 272:032,201[A ]| Refund the Plunder of the beggared Land. 272:032,202[A ]| See! while he builds, the gaudy Vassals come, 272:032,203[A ]| And crowd with sudden Wealth the rising Dome; 272:032,204[A ]| The Price of Boroughs and of Souls restore, 272:032,205[A ]| And raise his Treasures higher than before. 272:032,206[A ]| Now blessed with all the Baubles of the Great, 272:032,207[A ]| The polished Marble, and the shining Plate, 272:032,208[A ]| Orgilio sees the golden Pile aspire, 272:032,209[A ]| And hopes from angry Heaven another Fire. 272:033,210[A ]| Couldst thou resign the Park and Play content, <210> 272:033,211[A ]| For$4$ the fair Banks of Severn or of Trent; 272:033,212[A ]| There mightst thou find some elegant Retreat, 272:033,213[A ]| Some hireling Senator's deserted Seat; 272:033,214[A ]| And stretch thy Prospects over the smiling Land, 272:033,215[A ]| For$4$ less than rent the Dungeons of the Strand; 272:033,216[A ]| There prune thy Walks, support thy drooping Flowers, 272:033,217[A ]| Direct thy Rivulets, and twine thy Bowers; 272:033,218[A ]| And, while thy Beds a cheap Repast afford, 272:033,219[A ]| Despise the Dainties of a venal Lord: 272:033,220[A ]| There every Bush with Nature's Music rings, <220> 272:033,221[A ]| There every Breeze bears Health upon$4$ its Wings; 272:033,222[A ]| On$4$ all thy Hours Security shall smile, 272:033,223[A ]| And bless thine Evening Walk and Morning Toil. 272:033,224[A ]| Prepare for$4$ Death, if here at Night you roam, 272:033,225[A ]| And sign your Will$0$ before you sup from Home. 272:033,226[A ]| Some fiery Fop, with new Commission vain, 272:033,227[A ]| Who$6#1$ sleeps on$4$ Brambles till he kills his Man; 272:033,228[A ]| Some frolic Drunkard, reeling from a Feast, 272:033,229[A ]| Provokes a Brawl, and stabs you for$4$ a Jest. 272:033,230[A ]| Yet even these Heroes, mischievously gay, <230> 272:033,231[A ]| Lords of the Street, and Terrors of the Way; 272:033,232[A ]| Flushed as they are with Folly, Youth and Wine, 272:033,233[A ]| Their prudent Insults to$4$ the Poor confine; 272:033,234[A ]| Afar they mark the Flambeau's bright Approach, 272:033,235[A ]| And shun the shining Train, and golden Coach. 272:033,236[A ]| In$4$ vain, these Dangers past, your Doors you close, 272:033,237[A ]| And hope the balmy blessings of Repose: 272:033,238[A ]| Cruel with Guilt, and daring with Despair, 272:033,239[A ]| The midnight Murderer bursts the faithless Bar; 272:033,240[A ]| Invades the sacred Hour of silent Rest, <240> 272:033,241[A ]| And plants, unseen, a Dagger in$4$ your Breast. 272:033,242[A ]| Scarce can our Fields, such Crowds at Tyburn die, 272:033,243[A ]| With Hemp the Gallows and the Fleet supply. 272:033,244[A ]| Propose your Schemes, ye Senatorian Band, 272:033,245[A ]| Whose Ways and Means support the sinking Land; 272:033,246[A ]| Lest Ropes be wanting in$4$ the tempting spring, 272:033,247[A ]| To$9$ rig another Convoy for$4$ the King. 272:034,248[A ]| A single Jail, in$4$ Alfred's golden Reign, 272:034,249[A ]| Could half the Nation's Criminals contain; 272:034,250[A ]| Fair Justice then, without Constraint adored, <250> 272:034,251[A ]| Sustained the Balance, but resigned the Sword; 272:034,252[A ]| No$2$ Spies were paid, no$2$ Special Juries known, 272:034,253[A ]| Blest Age! But ah! how different from our own! 272:034,254[A ]| Much could I add, ~~ but see the Boat at hand, 272:034,255[A ]| The Tide retiring, calls me from the Land: 272:034,256[A ]| Farewell! ~~ When Youth, and Health, and Fortune spent, 272:034,257[A ]| Thou flyest for$4$ Refuge to$4$ the Wilds of Kent; 272:034,258[A ]| And tired like$4$ me with Follies and with Crimes, 272:034,259[A ]| In$4$ angry Numbers warnest succeeding Times; 272:034,260[A ]| Then shall thy Friend, nor thou refuse his Aid, <260> 272:034,261[A ]| Still Foe to$4$ Vice forsake his Cambrian Shade; 272:034,262[A ]| In$4$ Virtue's Cause once more exert his Rage, 272:034,263[A ]| Thy Satire point and animate thy Page.