One Jayl did all their Criminals restrain;

Which now the Walls of Rome can scarce contain,
More I cou'd say, more Caufes I cou'd show
For my Departure; but the Sun is low:
The Waggoner grows weary of my stay;
And whips his Horfes forwards on their way.
Farewel; and when like me o'erwhelm'd with care
You to your own 31 Aquinum shall repair,
To take a mouthful of fweet Country Air,
Be mindful of your Friend; and fend me word,
What Joys your Fountains and cool Shades afford:
Then, to affift your Satyrs, I will come;
And add new Venom when you write of Rome.

yearly chofen; but they oppreffing the People, the Commoners mutiny'd, and procur'd Tribunes to be created, who defended their Privileges,

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and often oppos'd the Con fular Authority, and the Se

nate.

31 Aquinum was the Births place of Juvenal,

JUVE

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JUVENAL

THE

FOURTH SATYR.

By the Rev. Mr. RICHARD DUKE.

The ARGUMENT

The Poet in this Satyr first brings in Crifpinus, whom he had a Lafh at in his first Satyr, and whom he promises here not to be forgetful of for the future. He expofes his monstrous Prodigality and Luxury in giving the Price of an Estate for a Barbel; and from thence takes occafion to introduce the \principal Subject, and true Design of this Satyr, which is grounded upon a ridiculous Story of a Turbut prefented to Domitian, of fo vaft a bigness, that all the Emperor's Scullery had not a Difh large enough to hold it: Upon which the Senate in all hafte is fummon'd, to confult in this Exigency, what is fittest to be done. The Poet gives us a Particular of the Senators Names, their diftin&t Characters,

Characters, and Speeches, and Advice; and after much and wife Confultation, an Expedient being found out and agreed upon, he dismisses the Senate, and concludes the Satyr.

ONCE

upon

NCE more Crifpinus, call'd the Stage,
(Nor fhall once more fuffice) provokes my Rage:

A Monster, to whom ev'ry Vice lays claim,
Without one Virtue to redeem his Fame.
Feeble and fick, yet strong in Luft alone,
The rank Adult'rer preys on all the Town,
All but the Widow's naufeous Charms go down.
What matter then how ftately is the Arch

Where his tir'd Mules flow with their Burden march?
What matter then how thick and long the Shade
Through which, by fweating Slaves, he is convey'd?
How many Acres near the City Walls,

Or new-built Palaces, his own he calls ?
No ill Man's happy; leaft of all is he

Whofe ftudy 'tis to corrupt Chastity.

Th' incestuous Brute, who the veil'd Veftal Maid
But lately to his impious Bed betray'd,

Who for her Crime, if Laws their Course might have,
Ought to defcend alive into the Grave.

But now of flighter Faults; and yet the fame
By others done, the Cenfor's Juftice claim.
For what good Men ignoble count and base,
Is Virtue here, and does Crifpinus grace:
In this he's fafe, whate'er we write of him,
The Perfon is more odious than the Crime.

1 If Laws their tourse, &c. Ought to defcend, &c. Crifpinus had deflowr'd a Veftal Virgin, but by his Favourwith Domitian, the efcap'd the Punishment due to her Offence, which was to

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be buried alive by Numa's Law; as may be feen in Livy, l. 1. and is more particularly defcrib'd in Plutarch's Life of Numa

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