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May feed excesses she can ill afford,
Is hackney'd home unlackey'd; who, in haste
Alighting, turns the key in her own door,
And, at the watchman's lantern borrowing light,
Finds a cold bed her only comfort left.

Wives beggar husbands, husbands starve their wives,
On Fortune's velvet altar off'ring up
Their last poor pittance-Fortune, most severe
Of goddesses yet known, and costlier far
Than all that held their routs in Juno's Heav'n.- 660
So fare we in this prison-house, the World ;
And 'tis a fearful spectacle to see
So many maniacks dancing in their chains.
They gaze upon the links, that hold them fast,
With eyes of anguish, execrate their lot,

665 Then shake them in despair, and dance again !

Now basket up the family of plagues, That waste our vitals; peculation, sale Of honour, perjury, corruption, frauds By forgery, by subterfuge of law,

670 By tricks and lies as num'rous and as keen As the necessities their authors feel : Then cast them, closely bundled, ev'ry brat At the right door. Profusion is the sire. Profusion unrestrain'd, with all that's base

675 In character, has litter'd all the land, And bred, within the mem'ry of no few, A priesthood, such as Baal's was of old, A people, such as never was till now. It is a hungry vice :-it eats up all

680 That gives society its beauty, strength, Convenience, sécurity, and use : Makes men mere vermin, worthy to be trapp'd And gibbeted, as fast as catchpole claws'. Can seize the slippery prey : unties the knot 685 Of union, and converts the sacred band That holds mankind together, to'a scourge. Profusion deluging a state with lusts


Of grossest nature and of worst effects,
Prepares it for its ruin : hardens, blinds,

And warps, the consciences of publick men,
Till they can laugh at Virtue; mock the fools
That trust them; and in th’end disclose a face,
That would have shock'd Credulity herself.
Unmask'd, vouchsafing this their sole excuse- 695
Since all alike are selfish, why not they?
This does Profusion, and th' accursed cause
Of such deep mischief has itself a cause.

In colleges and halls in ancient days, When learning, virtue, piety, and truth,

700 Were precious and inculcated with care, There dwelt a sage call’d Discipline. His head, Not yet by time completely silver'd o'er, Bespoke him past the bounds of freakish youth, But strong for service still, and unimpair'd.

705 His eye was meek and gentle, and a smile Play'd on his lips; and in his speech was heard Paternal sweetness, dignity, and love. The occupation dearest to his heart Was to encourage goodness. He would stroke 710 The head of modest and ingenious worth, That blush'd at his own praise : and press the youth Close to his side that pleas’d him. Learning grew Beneath his care, a thriving vig'rous plant; The mind was well informed, the passions held 715 Subordinate, and diligence was choice. If e'er it chanc'd, as sometimes chance it must, That one among so many overleap'd The limits of control, his gentle eye Grew stern, and darted a severe rebuke;' 720 His frown was full of terrour, and his voice Shook the delinquent with such fits of awe, As left him not, till penitence had won Lost favour back again, and clos'd the breach. But Discipline, a faithful servant long,

725 Declin'd at length into the vale of years:

A palsy struck his arm ; his sparkling eye
Was quenched in rheums of age ; his voice, unstrung,
Grew tremulous, and movid derision more
Than rev'rence, in perverse rebellious youth. 730
So colleges and halls neglected much
Their good old friend; and Discipline at length,
O’erlook'd and unemploy'd, fell sick and died.
Then Study languished, Emulation slept,
And Virtue fled. The schools became a scene 735
Of solemn farce, where Ignorance in stilts,

cap well lind with logick not his own,
With parrot tongue perform'd the scholar's part,
Proceeding soon a graduated dunce.
Then compromise had place, and scrutiny

Became stone blind; precedence went in truck,
And he was competent whose purse was so.
A dissolution of all bonds ensued ;
The curbs invented for the mulish mouth
Of headstrong youth were broken; bars and bolts 745
Grew rusty by disuse ; and massy gates
Forgot their office, op'ning with a touch ;
Till gowns at length are found mere masquerade,
The tassel'd cap and the spruce band a jest,
A mock’ry of the world! What need of these 750
For gamesters, jockeys, brothelers impure,
Spendthrifts, and booted sportsmen, oft'ner seen
With belted waist and pointers at their heels,
Than in the bounds of duty ? What was learn'd,
If aught was learn'd in childhood, is forgot : 7755
And such expense, as pinches parents blue,
And mortifies the lib'ral land of love,
Is squander'd in pursuit of idle sports
And vicious pleasures; buys the boy a náme
That sits a stigma on his father's house,

760 And cleaves through life inseparably close To him that wears it. What can after games Of riper joys, and commerce with the world, Vol. II.


The lewd vain world, that must receive him soon,
Add to such erudition, thus acquired,

Where science and where virtue are professed ?
They may confirm his habits, rivet fast
His folly, but to spoil him is a task
That bids defiance to th' united powers
Of fashion, dissipation, taverns, stews.

770 Now blame we most the nurselings or the nurse ? The children crook'd, and twisted, and deformid, Through want of care; or her, whose winking eye And slumb’ring oscitancy mars the brood ? The nurse, no doubt. Regardless of her charge, 775 She needs herself correction; needs to learn That it is dang’rous sporting with the world, With things so sacred as a nation's trust, The nurture of her youth, her dearest pledge. All are not such. I had a brother once

780 Peace to the memory of a man of worth, A man of letters, and of manners too ! Of manners sweet as Virtue always wears, When gay good-natured dresses her in smiles. He grac'd a college,* in which order yet

785 Was sacred; and was honour'd, lov’d, and wept By more than one, themselves conspicuous there. Some minds are temper'd happily, and mix'd With such ingredients of good sense, and taste Of what is excellent in man, they thirst

790 With such a zeal to be what they approve, That no restraints can circumscribe them inore Than they themselves by choice, for wisdom's sake. Nor can example hurt them; what they see Of vice in others but enhancing more

795 The charms of virtue in their just esteem. If such escape contagion, and emerge Pure from so foul a pool to shine abroad, And give the world their talents and themselves,

Bene’t Coll. Cambridge.

Small thanks to those whose negligence or sloth 800
Expos'd their inexperience to the snare,
And left them to an undirected choice.

See then the quiver broken and decay'd,
In which are kept our arrows ! Rusting there
In wild disorder, and unfit for use,

What wonder, if discharg'd into the world,
They shame their shooters with a random flight,
Their points obtuse, and feathers drunk with wine !
Well may the church wage unsuccessful war
With such artill’ry arm’d. Vice parries wide 810
Th’ undreaded volley with a sword of straw,
And stands an impudent and fearless mark.

Have we not track'd the felon home, and found His birthplace and his dam ? The country mourns, Mourns because ev'ry plague that can infest 815 Society, and that saps and worms the base Of th' edifice that policy has rais'd, Swarms in all quarters: meets the eye, the ear, And suffocates the breath at ev'ry turn. Profusion breeds them; and the cause itself 820 Of that calamitous mischief has been found : Found, too, where most offensive, in the skirts Of the rob’d pedagogue! Else let th' arraign'd Stand up unconscious, and refute the charge. So when the Jewish leader stretch'd his arm, 825 And wav'd his rod divine, a race obscene, Spawn’d in the muddy beds of Nile, came forth, Polluting Egypt : gardens, fields, and plains, Were cover'd with the pest; the streets were fillid; The croaking nuisance lyrk'd in ev'ry nook ; 830 Nor palaces, nor even chambers, 'scap'd ; And the land stank--so num'rous was the fry.

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