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Joy fills his soul, joy innocent of thought; 6 What power, (he cries) what power these wonders

wrought? Son, what thou seek'st is in thee! look and find 2:54 Each monster meets his likeness in thy mind. Yet would'st thou more? in yonder cloud bchold, Whose sarsenet skirts are edg'd with flamy gold, A matchless youth! bis nod these worlds controls, Wings the red lightning, and the thunder rolls ; 256 Angel of Dulness, sent to scatter round Her magic charms o'er all unclassic ground: 258 Yon stars, yon suns, he rears at pleasure higher, Illumes their light, and sets their flames on fire. Immortal Rich! how calm he sits at ease, 261 Midst snows of paper, and fierce bail of pease! . And prond his mistress' orders to perform, Rides in the whirlwind, and directs the storm.

REMARKS. 261 Immortal Rich Mr. John Rich, master of the Thea. tre-Royal iu Covent Garden, was the first that excelled this way.

W. IMITATIONS. (951 Son, what thou seek'st is in thee !) • Quod petis in te estNe te quæsiveris extra.'

PERS. 25 Wings the red lightning, &c.] Like Salmoneus in ÆU. VI. • Dam fammas Jovis, et sonitus imitatur Olympi.

- uimbos, et non imitabile fulmen, Ære et cornipedum palsu simularat equorum.' 258 -o'er all unclassic ground.] Alludes to Mr. Addison's Verse in the praises of Italy :

• Poetic fields encompass me around,

And still I seem to tread on classic ground.' As ver. 20$ is a parody on a noble one of the same author in the Campaign: and ver, 259, 200, on two sublime verses of Dr. Y.

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• But, lo! to dark encounter in mid air New wizards rise; I see my Cibber there!266 . Booth in his cloudy tabernacle shrin'd, On grinning dragons thou shalt mount the wind, Dire is the conflict, dismal is the din, Here shouts all Drury, there all Lincoln’s-inn; Contending theatres our empire raise, Alike their labours, and alike their praise.

"And are these wonders, son, to thee upknown? Unknown to thee! these wonders are thy own. These fate reserv'd to grace thy reign divine, Foreseen by me, but, ah! withheld from mine. In Lad's old walls though long I ruld repowo'd Far as loud Bow's stupendous bells resouad; Though my own aldernien conferr'd the bays, To me committing their eternal praise, Their full-fed heroes, their pacific may’rs, Their annual trophies, and their monthly wars; Though long my party built on me their hopes, For writing pamphlets, and for roasting Popes; Yet lo! in me what authors have to brag on ! Reduc'd at last to hiss in my own dragon. Avert it Heaven! that thou, my Cibber, e'er Shouldst wag a serpent-tail in Smithfield fair! Like the vile straw that's blown about the streets, The needy poet sticks to all he meets, Coach'd, carted, trod upon, now loose, now fast, And carried off in some dog's tail at last. Happier thy fortunes ! like a rolling stone, Thy giddy dulness still shall lupiber on,

REMARKS.

266, 267 Booth and Cibber were joint managers of the Theatre in Drury-Lant.

Safe in its heaviness, shall never stray,
But lick up every blockhead in the way.
Thee shall the patriot, thee the courtier taste,
And every year be duller than the last :
Till rais'd from booths, to theatre, to court,
Her seat imperial Dulness shall transport.
Already opera prepares the way,
The sure torunner of her gentle sway:
Let her thy heart, next drabs and dice, engage,
The third mad passion of thy doting age.
Teach thou the warbling Polypheme to roar,
And scream thyself as none e'er scream'd before ! :
To aid our cause, if Heaven thou canst not bend,
Hell thou shalt more; for Faustus is our friend :
Pluto with Cato thou for this shalt join,
And link the Mourning-Bride to Proserpine,
Grub-Street! thy fall should man and gods conspire,
Thy stage shall stand, insure it but from fire.
Another Æschylus appears ! prepare
For new abortions, all ye preguant fair!
In flames like Semele's, be brought to bed,
While opening hell spouts wild-tire at your head.?

Now, Bavius, take the poppy from thy brow, And place it here! here all ye heroes bow !

• This, this is he foretold by ancient rhymes, 319 The' Augustus born to bring Saturnian times.

IMITATIONS. 319, 320 This, this is he foretold by ancient rhymes,

The Augustus, &c.]
• Hic vir, hic est ! tibi quem promitti sæpius audis,

Augustns Cæsar, divi genus : aurea coudet
Sæcula qui rursus Latio, regnata per arva
Saturno quondam'--

· VIRG. Æu. VI. Saturnian here relates to the age o lead, mentioned, B. I. ver, 26.

Signs following signs lead on the mighty year!
See! the dull stars roll round and re-appear.
See, see, our own true Phæbus wears the bays!
Our Midas sits Lord Chancellor of plays!
On poets' tombs see Benson's titles writ! 325
Lo! Ambrose Philips is prefer'd for wit! 326
See under Ripley rise a new Whitehall,
While Jones' and Boyle's upited labours fall :

REMARKS. 325 On poet's tombs see Benson's tilles writ!] William Benson (Surveyor of the Buildings to his Majesty King Geo 1.) gave in a report to the Lords, that their house and the Painted Chamber adjoining were in immediate danger of falling; whereupon the Lords met in a committee to appoint some other place to sit in while the house should be taken down. But it being proposed to cause some other builders first to inspect it, they found it in very good condition. The Lords upon this were going upon an address to the King against Benson for such a misrepresentation ; but the Earl of Sunderland, tben Secretary, gave them an as surance that his Majesty would remove him, which was done accordingly. In favour of this man, the famous Sir Christopher Wren, who had been architect to the Crown for above fifty years, who built most of the churches in London, laid the first stone of St. Paul's, and lived to finish it, had been displaced from his employmeni at the age of near ninety years.

W. Sir Christopher died in 1723, at the age of 91; and was byried under his own great fabric, with four wonds that comprehend bis merit and his fame : ' Si quæras monsmentum, circumspice!'

WALPOL'S Anecdotes. 326 - Ambrose Philips.). He was (saith Mr. Jacob) one of the wits at Button's, and a justice of the peace.' But he hath since met with higber preferment in Ireland : and a much greater character we have of him in Mr Gildon's Complete Art of Poetry, Vol. I. p. 157. Indeed, he con. fesses, he dares not set him quite on the same foot with Vir. gil, lest it should seeon fiattery. but he is inch mistaken if posterity does not afford hinn a greater esteem than tre at present enjoys.' He endeavoured to create some misunder. standing between our author and Mr. Addison, whom also soon after he abused as much.

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While Wren with sorrow to the grave descends,
Gay dies uppension'd, with a hundred friends ; 330
Hibernian politics, O Swift! thy fate; .
And Pope's ten years to comment and translate.
• Proceed, great days ! till learning fly the

shore, 333
Till Birch shall blush with noble blood no more;
Till Thames see Eton's sons for ever play,
Till Westminster's whole year be holiday;
Till Isis' elders reel, their pupil's sport,
And Alma Mater lie dissolv'd in port!

• Enough! enough ! the raptur'd monarch cries; And through the ivory gate the vision tlies. 340

REMARKS. 550 Gay dies unpension'd, &c.] See Mr. Gay's fable of the Hare and many friends. This gentleman was early in tbe friendship of our author, which continued to his death. He wrote several works of humour with great success : The Shepherd's Week, Trivia, 'The What-d'ye.call it, Fables; aud lastly, that prodigy of fortune, the Beggar s Opera.

333 Proceed great days! &c.-Till Birch shall blush, &c.] Another great prophet of Dulness, on this side Styx, promiseth those days to be near at hand. The devil (saith he) licensed bishops to license masters of schools to instruct youth in the knowledge of the heathen gods, their religion, &c. The schools and universities will soon be tired and ashamed of classics, and such trumpery.' Ilutchinson's Use of Reason recouered.

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IMITATIONS.
310 And through the iv'ry gate, &c.
Sunt geminæ somni portæ ; quarum altera fertur
Cornea, qua veris facilis datur exitus umbris ;
Altera, capdenti perfecta nitens elephanto;
Sed falsa ad cælum mittunt insomnia manes.'

VIRG. Æn. VI.

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