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Let B*rr*t*n arrest him in mock fury,
The Jews prevail, and, thund'ring from the stocks,
Be these the rural pastimes that attend 135
Verse 128. And M**d, &c] «' He is conveyed before
Verse 129. But hark, &c] "Quarrels happen—battles ensue." Ibid.
Verse 132. Circumcise C*s F*.] "Every liberty is permitted; there is no distinction of persons." Ibid.
Verse 134. And all the Maidt if Honour, &c] •• This is done to divert his Imperial Majesty, and the ladies of itis train." Ibid.
And thou, Sir William! while thy plastic hand
Occasioned by their favourable reception of a late Heroic
BY THE AUTHOR OF THAT EPISTLE.
Sicetides iluss, paulo majora canamus. Virc.
I THAT of late, Sir William's Bard, and Squire,
Warm'd with the sun-shine of the public praise:
Verse t. I that of late.]
Hie ego qui quondam, &c.
Virgil, or somebody for him.
Verse 4. Worhs of taste.) Put synonimously for his Majesty's works. See Sir William's title-page.
Warm'd too with mem'ry of that golden time,
When Alraon gave me reason for my rhyme;
■ glittering orbs, and, what endear'd them more,
Each glittering orb the sacred features bore 10
Of George the good, the gracious, and the great,
UnfiU'd, unsweated, all of sterling weight;
Or, were they not, they pass'd with current ease,
Good seemings then were good realities:
No Senate had convey'd, by smuggling art, 15
Pow'r to the mob to play Cadogan's part;
Now, thro' the land, that impious pow'r prevails,
All weigh their Sov'reign in their private scales,
And find him wanting, all save me alone;
For, sad to say! my glittering orbs are gone. 20
But ill beseems a poet to repent;
Lightly they came, and full as lightly went.
Peace to their manes! may they never feel
Some keen Scotch banker's unrelenting steel;
Verse 16. Cadogan's part.'] Master of the Mint.
Verse 19. And find him wanting."] Thou art weighej in the balances, and art found wanting. Daniel, chap. viii. verse 27.
While I again the Muse's sickle bring 25
To cut down dunces, wheresoe'er they spring,
And make him wish to see and to be seen;
Verse 34. A King of Prose.] Kien-Long, the present Emperor of China, is a poet. M. de Voltaire did him the honour to treat him as a brother above two years ago; and my late patron, Sir William Chambers, has given a fine and most intelligible prose version of an ode of his Majesty upon tea, in his postscript to his Dissertation. I am, howevejr, vain enough to think, that the Emperor's composition would have appeared still better in my heroic verse: but Sir William--forestalled it; on which account I have entirely broke with Tiim.
Vol. Ii. c