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The ARGUMENT. The Poet's Design, in this Divine Sayr, is to represent the various Wifbes and Defires of Man. kind; and to set out the Folly of 'em. He runs through all the several Heads' of Riches, Honours, Eloquence, Fame for Martial Atchievements, Long Life, and Beauty; and gives Inftances in each, bow frequently they have prov'd the Ruin of those that owa'd them. He concludes therefore, that fince we generally chufe so ill for our
we shou'd do better to leave it to the Gods, to make the Choice for us. All we can safely ask of Heaven, lies within a very fmall Compass. 'Tis but Health of Body and Mind And if we have these, 'tis not much matter what we want befides ; for we have already enougits to
QOK round the Habitable World, how few
Know their own God; or knowing it, pursue.
How void of Reason are our Hopes and Fears!
What in the Conduct of our Life appears
So well design'd, so luckily begun,
But, when we have our Wilh, we wish undone?
Whole Houses, of their whole Desires poflett,
Are often ruin'd, at their own Request,
In Wars, and Peace, Things hurtful we require,
When made obnoxious to our own Desire.
With Lawrels fome have fatally been crown'd;
Somc, who the Depths of Eloquence have found,
In that unnavigable Stream were Drown'd.
The Brawny Fool, who did his Vigour boast;
In that Presuming Confidence was loft:
But more have been by Avarice opprest,
And Heaps of Money crowded in the Cheft:
Unwieldly Sums of Wealth, which higher mouat
Than Files of marshalld Figures can account.
To which the Storcs of Crefus, in the Scale,
Wou'd look like little Dolphins, when they sail
In the vast Shadow of the British Whale.
For this, in Nero's Arbitrary Time,
When Virtue was a Guilt, and Wealth a Crime,
A Troop of Cut-throat Guards were sent, to seize
The rich Mens Goods, and gut their Palaces:
The Mob, Commission'd by the Government,
Are seldom to an Empty Garret sent.
The fearful Passenger, who travels late,
Charg'd with the Carriage of a Paltry Plate,
Sbakes at the Moonshine Shadow of a Rush;
And sees a Red-Coat rise from ev'ry Bush:
I Milo of Crotona; who for were caught in the Trunk of aTryal of his Strength, going it; and he was devoured by to rend an Oak, perished in wild Beasts, the Attempt : For his Arms
rbe Beggar fings, ev'n when he fees the Place
leset with Thieves, and never mends his Pace.
+ Of all the Vows, the first and chief Request
)f each, is to be richer than the rest:
Ind yet no Doubts the poor Man's Draught control;
te dreads no Poison in his homely Bowl.
Chen fear the deadly Drug, when Gems Divine
inchase the Cup, and sparkle in the Wine.
Will you not now the Pair of Sages praise,
Who the fame End pursu'd, by several Ways?
One pity'd, one contemo'd the Woful Times:
One laugh'd at Follies, one lamented Crimes:
Laughter is easie; but the Wonder lies,
What Store of Brine fupply'd the Weeper's Eyes.
Democritus cou'd feed his Spleen, and make
His Sides and Shoulders till he felt 'em ake;
Tho' jo his Country Town no Lictors were,
Nor Rods, nor Ax, nor Tribune did appear:
Nor all the Foppish Gravity of Show,
Which cunning Magistrates on Crowds bestow :
What had be done, bad he beheld, on high
Our Prator seared, in mock Majesty;
His Chariot rowling o'er the dusty Place,
While, with dumb Pride, and a set formal Face,
He moves, in the dull ceremonial Track,
With yove's Embroyder'd Coat upon his Back:
A Sute of Hangings had not more opprest
His Shoulders, than that long, laborious Veft.
A heavy Gugaw, (called a Crown,) that spread
About his Temples, drown'd his narrow Head:
And wou'd have cruth'd it with the mally Freight,
But that a sweating Slave fustain'd the Weight:
A Slave in the fame Chariot seen to ride,
To morrific the migh:y Madman's Pride.
Add now th'Imperial Eagle, rais'd on high,
With golden Beak (the Mark of Majesty )
Trumpets before, and on the Left and Right,
A Cavalcade of Nobles, all in White:
In their own Natures fa’se and flatt’ring Tribes,
But made bis Friends, by Places and by Bribes.
In his own Age, Democritus cou'd find
Sufficient Cause to laugh at Humane Kind:
Learn from fo great a Wit; a Land of Bogs
With Ditches fenc'd, a Heav'a Fat with Fogs,
May form a Spirit fit to fway the State;
And make the neighb'riog Monarchs fear their Fate:
He laughs at all the Valgar Cares and Fears;
At their vain Triumphs, and their vainer Tears:
An equal Temper'in his Mind he found,
When Fortune flatter'a him, and when the frownd.
**Tis plain, from hence, that wbat our Vows request,
Are hurtful Things, or useless at the best,
Some ask for envy'd Pow's; which publick Hate
Pursues, and hurries headlong to their Fate:
Down go the Titles; and the Statue Crowo'd,
Is by base Hands in the next River drown'd.
The Guiltless Horses and the Chariot Wheel
The fame Effects of Vulgar Fury feel:
The Smith prepares his Hammer for the Stroke,
While the Lung'a Bellows biffing Fire provoke 5
Sejanus : almost first of Roman Names,
The great Sejanus crackles in the Flames:
Form'd in the Forge, the Pliant Brass is laid
On Anvils; and of Head and Limbs are made,
Pans, Cans, and Pispots, a whole Kitchin Trade.
Favorite ; and while he con grace with the Emperor, thefe tinued so, had the higheft were all., immediately disMarks of Honour belowed mounted; and the Senate and on him ; Statues and Tri-common People insulted over umphal Chariots were every him as meanly, as they had where ere&ed to him: But | fawn'd on Him before.