All but thy fon's-and long has he supprest
The well-concerted fecret in his breast;
Till his brave father fhould his foes defeat,
And the close scheme of his revenge complete.

Swift as the word the Queen transported sprung,
And round the dame in ftrict embraces hung;
Then as the big round tears began to roll,
Spoke the quick doubts and hurry of her soul.
my victorious hero fafe arrives,

If
If my dear lord, Ulyffes, still survives,

Tell me, oh tell me, how he fought alone?
How were fuch multitudes destroy'd by one?

Nought I beheld, but heard their cries, fhe faid,
When death flew raging, and the fuitors bled:
Immur'd we liften'd, as we fat around,
To each deep groan and agonizing found.
Call'd by thy fon to view the scene I fled,
And faw Ulyffes ftriding o'er the dead!
Amidst the rising heaps the hero stood
All grim, and terribly adorn'd with blood.

This is enough in confcience for this time; befides I am defired by Mr. Pope or Mr. Lintot, I don't know which, to write to Mr. Pope on a certain affair.

LETTER LXXIX.

MR. POPE TO DR. PARNELLE.

Dear Sir,

London, July 29.

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WISH it were not as ungenerous as vain, to com. plain too much of a man that forgets me, but I could expoftulate with you a whole day upon your inhuman filence; I call it inhuman; nor would you think it less, if you were truly fenfible of the uneafinefs it gives me. Did I know you fo ill as to think you proud, I would be much lefs concerned than I am able to be, when I know one of the best-natured men alive neglects me; and if you know me fo ill as to think amifs of me, with regard to my friendship for you, you really do not deferve half the trouble you occafion me. I need not tell you that both Mr. Gay and myself have written feveral Letters in vain ; that we are conftantly enquiring of all who have seen Ireland, if they faw you, and that (forgotten as we are) we are every day remembering you in our most agreeable hours. All this is true; as that we are fincerely lovers of you, and deplorers of your absence; and that we form no wifh more ardently than that which brings you over to us. We have lately had fome diftant hopes of the Dean's defign to revifit England; will not you accompany him? or is England to lose every thing that has any charms for us, and muft

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muft we pray for banifhment as a benediction? I have once been witnefs of fome, I hope all, of your fplenetic hours; come and be a comforter in your turn to me, in mine. I am in fuch an unfettled ftate, that I can't tell if I fhal ever fee you, unless it be this year; whether I do or not, be ever affured, you have as large a fhare of my thoughts and good wifhes as any man, and as great a portion of gratitude in my heart, as would enrich a monarch, could he know where to find it. I fhall not die without teftifying fomething of this nature, and leaving to the world a memorial of the friendship that has been fo great a pleasure and pride to me. It would be like writing my own epitaph, to acquaint you with what I have loft fince I faw you, what I have done, what I have thought, where I have lived, and where I now repose in obfcurity. My friend Jervas, the bearer of this, will inform you of all particulars concerning me; and Mr. Ford is charged with a thousand loves, and a thousand complaints, and a thousand commiffions to you, on my part. They will both tax you with the neglect of fome promises which were too agreeable to us all to be forgot; if you care for any of us, tell them fo, and write fo to me. I can fay no more, but that I love you, and am in fpite of the longest neglect or absence, Dear Sir,

Your, etc.

Gay is in Devonshire, and from thence he goes to Bath; my father and mother never fail to commemorate you.

Dear Sir,

LETTER LXXX.

TO THE SAME.

Binfield, near Oakingham,
Tuesday.

I BELIEVE the hurry you were in hindered your giving me a word by the laft poft, fo that I am yet to learn whether you got well to town, or continue so there. I very much fear both for your health and your quiet; and no man living can be more truly concerned in any thing, that touches either, than myfelf. I would comfort myfelf, however, with hoping that your business may not be unsuccessful, for your fake; and that, at least, it may foon be put into other proper hands. For my own, I beg earnestly of you to return to us as foon as poffible. You know how very much I want you, and that however your bufiness may depend upon any other, my business depends entirely upon you, and yet ftill I hope you will find your man, even though I lofe you the mean while. At this time the more I love you, the more I can fpare you; which alone will, I dare fay, be a reason to you, to let me have you back the fooner. The minute I loft you, Euftathius with nine hundred pages, and nine thoufand contractions of the Greek character, arose to my view! Spondanus, with all his auxiliaries, in number a thousand pages, (value three fhillings,)

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shillings,) and Dacier's three volumes, Barne's two, Valterie's three, Cuperus, half in Greek, Leo Allatius, three parts in Greek; Scaliger, Macrobius, and (worse than them all) Aulus Gellius! All these rushed upon my foul at once, and whelmed me under a fit of the head-ach. Dear Sir, not only as you are a friend, and a good natured man; but as you are a christian and a divine, come back speedily, and prevent the increase of my fins; for at the rate I have begun to rave, I fhall not only damn all the poets and commentators who have gone before me, but be damned myself by all who come after me. To be ferious, you have not only left me to the laft degree impatient for your return, who at all times fhould have been fo; (though never fo much as fince I knew you in best health here;) but you have wrought fe veral miracles upon our family; you have made old people fond of a young and gay perfon; and inve terate papists of a clergyman of the church of England; even nurse herself is in danger of being in love in her old age, and (for aught I know) would even marry Dennis for your fake, because he is your man, and loves his mafter. In fhort, come down forthwith, or give me good reafons for delaying, though but for a day or two, by the next poft. If I find them just, I will come up to you, though you know how precious my time is at prefent; my hours were never worth fo much money before; but perhaps you are not fenfible of this, who give away your own works.

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