"But thou, should tempting villainy present 12 The cheated nation's happy fav'rites, see! 14 Illustrious EDWARD! from the realms of day, The land of heroes and of saints survey; Nor hope the British lineaments to trace, The rustick grandeur, or the surly grace; But, lost in thoughtless ease and empty show, Behold the warrior dwindled to a beau; Sense, freedom, piety, refin'd away, Of France the mimick, and of Spain the prey. All that at home no more can beg or steal, Or like a gibbet better than a wheel; Hiss'd from the stage, or hooted from the court, Their air, their dress, their politicks, import; 35 Obsequious, artful, voluble, and gay, On Britain's fond credulity they prey. 11 Tanti tibi non sit opaci Omnis arena Tagi, quodque in mare volvitur aurum, Ut somno careas. Et 12 Quæ nunc divitibus gens acceptissima nostris, 13 Græcam urbem. Non possum ferre, Quirites, 14 Rusticus ille tuus sumit trechedipna, Quirine, Et ceromatico fert nicetaria collo. 15 Ingenium velox, audacia perdita, fermo Promptus, No gainful trade their industry can 'scape, 17 Ah! what avails it, that, from slav'ry far, 18 Studious to please, and ready to submit, Besides, with justice, this discerning age 20 Well may they venture on the mimick's art, 16 Augur, schoenobates, medicus, magus: omnia novit, Græculus esuriens, in cœlum, jusseris, ibit. 17 Usque adeo nihil est, quod nostra infantia cœlum Hausit Aventini? 18 Quid? quod adulandi gens prudentissima, laudat Sermonem indocti faciem deformis amici ? 19 Hæc eadem licet & nobis laudare: sed illis Creditur. 20 Natio comoda est. Rides? majore cachinno Concutitur, &c. ot To To shake with laughter ere the jest they hear, Your taste in snuff, your judgement in a whore ; 22 Watch the weak hour, and ransack all the heart; Wakes from his dream, and labours for a joke; 21 Non sumus ergo pares; melior, qui semper & omni Nocte dieque potest alienum sumere vultum, A facie jactare manus: laudare paratus, Si bene ructavit, si rectum minxit amicus. 22 Scire volunt secreta domus, atque inde timeri. 93 Materiam præbet causasque jocorum Fate never wounds more deep the gen'rous heart, 26 * SLOW RISES WORTH, BY POVERTY DEPRESS'D; But here more slow, where all are slaves to gold, Where looks are merchandise and smiles are sold: Where, won by bribes, by flatteries implor'd, The groom retails the favours of his lord. But hark! th' affrighted crowd's tumultuous cries Roll through the streets, and thunder to the skies: Rais'd from some pleasing dream of wealth and pow'r, Some pompous palace, or some blissful bow'r, Aghast you start, and scarce with aching sight Sustain th' approaching fire's tremendous light; Swift from pursuing horrors take your way, And leave your little ALL to flames a prey; 27 Then thro' the world a wretched vagrant roam, For where can starving merit find a home ? 25 --- Agmine facto, Debuerant olim tenues migrasse Quirites. 26 Haud facile emergunt, quorum virtutibus obstat Res augusta domi, sed Romæ durior illis Conatus. rumnæ cumulus, quod nudum & frustra rogantem Nemo cibo, nemo hospitio, tectoque juvabit. The Spaniards at this time were said to make claim to some of our Ameti can provinces. In vain your mournful narrative disclose, And hopes from angry Heav'n another fire. 31 Could'st thou resign the park and play content, For the fair banks of Severn or of Trent; There might'st thou find some elegant retreat, And stretch thy prospects o'er the smiling land, 28 Si magna Asturici cecidit domus, horrida mater, Pullati proceres. 29 Jam accurrit, qui marmora donet, Conferat impensas: hic, &c. Hic modium argenti. 30 Meliora, ac plura reponit Persicus orborum lautissimus, 31 Si potes avelli Circensibus, optima Soræ, Aut Fabrateriæ domus, aut Fusinone paratur, Quanti nunc tenebras unum conducis in annum. Hortulus hic. Vive bidentis amans & culti villicus horti, Unde epulum possis centum dare Pythagoræis. |