Beneath whose Orb, large yawning Panthers lie,
Carv'd on rich Pedestals of 26 Ivory:

He finds no more of that offenfive Smell,
The Meat recovers, and my Lord grows well.
An Iv'ry Table is a certain Whet;

You would not think how heartily he'll eat,
As if new Vigour to his Teeth were fent,
By Sympathy from thofe o' th' Elephant.

But fuch fine Feeders are no Guests for me:
Riot agrees not with Frugality;

Then, that unfafhionable Man am I,
With me they'd ftarve, for want of Ivory:
For not one Inch does my whole House afford,
Not in my very Tables, or Chefs board;
Of Bone, the Handles of my Knives are made,
Yet no ill Tafte from thence affects the Blade,
Or what I carve; nor is there ever left
Any unfav'ry Haut-gouft from the Haft.

A hearty Welcome, to plain wholfome Meat,
You'll find, but ferv'd up in no formal state;
No Sew'rs, nor dextrous Carvers have I got,
Such as by skilful 27 Trypherus are taught:

In whofe fam'd Schools the various Forms appear
Of Fishes, Beafts, and all the Fowls o'th' Air;
And where, with blunted Knives, his Scholars learn
How to diffect, and the nice Joints discern;
While all the Neighb'rhood are with Noise opprest,
From the harsh Carving of his wooden Feast.
On me attends a raw unskilful Lad,
On Fragments fed, in homely Garments clad,
At once my Carver, and my 28 Ganymede ;

26 Ivory was in great efteem | ving; who taught publickly in

among them, and preferr'd to Silver.

27 There were in Rome, Profeffors of the Art of Car

Schools. Of this kind, Try-
pherus was the moft Famous
28 Cup-bearer,

With diligence he'll serve us while we dine,
And in plain Beechen Veffels fill our Wine.
No Beauteous Boys I keep, from 29 Phrygia brought,
No Catamites, by fhameful Pandars taught:
Only to me two home-bred Youths belong,
Unskill'd in any but their Mother-Tongue;
Alike in Feature both, and Garb appear,
With honeft Faces, tho' with uncurl'd Hair,
This Day thou fhalt my Rural Pages fee,
For I have drefs'd 'em both to wait on thee..
Of Country Swains they both were born, and one
My Ploughman's is, t'other my Shepherd's Son;
A chearful Sweetnefs in his Looks he has,
And Innocence unartful in his Face:

Tho' fometimes Sadness will o'er-caft the Joy,
And gentle Sighs break from the tender Boy;
His abfence from his Mother, oft he'll mourn,
And with his Eyes look Wishes to return;
Longing to fee his tender Kids, again,
And feed his Lambs upon the flowry Plain.
A modeft Blush he wears, not form'd by Art,
Free from Deceit his Face, and full as free his Heart.
Such Looks, fuch Bafhfulness, might well adorn
The Cheeks of Youths that are more Nobly born;
But Noblemen thofe humble Graces fcorn.
This Youth to-day fhall my small Treat attend,
And only he with Wine shall ferve my Friend,
With Wine from his own Country brought, and made
From the fame Vines, beneath whofe fruitful Shade
He and his wanton Kids have often play'd.

But you, perhaps, expect a modifh Feaft,
With am'rous Songs and 30 wanton Dances grac'd;

29 Phrygia: Whence pretty | Boys were brought to Rome, and fold publickly in the Markets, to vile uses.

30 An ufual part of the En

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tertainment, when great Men Feafted, was to have wanton Women dance after a lafcivi ous manner,

Where

Where fprightly Females, to the Middle bare,
Trip lightly o'er the Ground, and frisk in Air;
Whofe pliant Limbs in various Poftures move,
And twine and bound, as in the Rage of Love.
Such Sights, the languid Nerves to Action ftir,
And jaded Luft fprings forward with this Spur.
Virtue 3 would fhrink to hear this Lewdnefs told,
Which Husbands, now, do with their Wives behold;
A needful Help, to make 'em both approve
The dry Embraces of long-wedded Love.
In Nuptial Cinders, this revives the Fire,
And turns their mutual Loathing to Defire.
But fhe, who by her Sex's Charter, must
Have double Pleasure paid, feels double Luft;
Apace fhe warms with an immod❜rate Heat,
Strongly her Bofom heaves, and Pulfes beat;

31 Virtue wou'd fhrink to hear this Lewdness told
Which Husbands, now, do with their Wives behold.
These Lines in Juvenal,

Spectant hos nupta, juxta recubante marito,
Quod pudeat narrasse aliquem præfentibus ipfis. -

in fome late Editions, are pla-
ced nearer the latter end of
this Satyr: And in the order

of this Tranflation, wou'd fo
have follow'd, after Line 5,6
in Page 176, viz.

Such Shows as these were not for us defign'd,
But vig'rous Touth to active Sports enclin❜d.

like Exercifes; I cannot con-
ceive where the extraordinary
caufe of Shame lay in Female
Spectators: But it was a ma
nifeft Immodesty for 'em to
lye by their Husbands, and fee

But I have continued them in this Place after Lubin. Befides the Example of the learned Holyday for the fame Pofition; agreeing better here, in my Mind, with the Senfe both before and after. For the Me-the lewd Actions of their own galenfian Games confifting Sex in the manner describ'd. and fuch

chiefly of Races,

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With glowing Cheeks, and trembling Lips fhe lies,
With Arms expanded, and with naked Thighs,
Sucking in Paffion both at Ears and Eyes.
But this becomes not me, nor my Eftate;
These are the vicious Follies of the Great.
Let him who does on Iv'ry Tables dine,

Whofe Marble Floors with drunken Spawlings fhine;
Let him lafcivious Songs and Dances have :
Which, or to fee, or hear, the lewdeft Slave,
The vileft Prostitute in all the Stews,
With Bafhful Indignation wou'd refuse.
But Fortune, there, extenuates the Crime;
What's Vice in me, is only Mirth in him:
The Fruits which Murder, Cards, or Dice afford,
A Veftal ravish'd, or a Matron whor'd,
Are laudable Diversions in a Lord.

But my poor Entertainment is defign'd
T'afford you Pleasures of another kind:
Yet with your Tafte your Hearing fhall be fed,
And Homer's Sacred Lines, and Virgil's read;
Either of whom does all Mankind excel,
Tho' which exceeds the other, none can tell.
It matters not with what ill Tone they're Sung;
Verfe fo fublimely good, no Voice can wrong.

Now then be all thy weighty Cares away,
Thy Jealoufies and Fears, and, while you may,
To Peace and foft Repofe give all the Day."
From Thoughts of Debt, or any worldly Ill,
Be free; be all uneafy Paffions still.

What tho' thy Wife do with the Morning Light,
(When thou in vain hast toil'd and drudg'd all Night)
Steal from thy Bed and House, abroad to roam,
And having quench'd her Flame, comes breathless home,
Fleck'd in her Face, and with diforder'd Hair,

Her Garments ruffled, and her Bofom bare;

th Ears ftill tingling, and her Eyes on fire,
f drown'd in Sin, ftill burning in Defire:
ilft you are forc'd to wink, and feem content,
elling with Paffion, which you dare not vent;
, if you wou'd be free from Night-alarms,
1 must seem fond, and doating on her Charms,
te her (the last of Twenty) to your Arms.
Let this, and ev'ry other anxious Thought,
th' entrance of my Threshold be forgot;
thy domeftick Griefs at home be left,
e Wife's Adult'ry, with the Servants Theft;
d(the most racking Thought, which can intrude)
get falfe Friends and their Ingratitude.

Let us our peaceful Mirth at home begin,
hile 32 Megalenfian Shows are in the 33 Circus feen:
ere (to the Bane of Horses) in high State
e 34 Prator fits, on a triumphal Seat :
inly with Enfigns, and with Robes adorn'd,
if with Conqueft, from the Wars return'd.
is Day all Rome, (if I may be allow'd,
ithout Offence to fuch a num'rous Crowd,
> fay all Rome) will in the Circus sweat ;
tho's already do their Shouts repeat:
ethinks I hear the Cry

•Away, away,

e35 Green have won the Honour of the Day.

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12 Games in Honour of Cy- | Mayor or Sheriff. He was to , the Mother of the Gods. overfee thefe Sports, and fate was call'd uydan unrng, in great State, while they were gna Mater, and from thence acting to the Deftruction of fe Games Megalefia, or Lu- many Horfes, which were spoilMegalenfes; they began up-ed in running the Races. the 4th of April, and conued fix Days.

33 The Place where thofe imes were celebrated.

35 In running the Races in the Circus, with Horfes in Chariots, there were four diftin& Factions, known by their Li

14 An Officer not unlike our veries: Which were Green, a