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He must have Groves, and lonely Fountains chuse,
And easie Solitudes to bait his Muse;
Unvex'd with Thought of Wants, which may betide,
Or for to-morrow's Dinner to provide.
Horace 3 ne'er wrote but with a rosie Cheek,
His Belly pamper'd, and his Sides were sleek,
A Wit Thould have no Care, or this alone,
To make his rising Numbers justly run.
Phoebus and Bacchus, those two jolly Gods,
Bear no starv'd Poets to their blest Abodes,
'Tis not for hungry Wit, with Wants controlld,
The Face of Jove in Council to behold:
Or Fierce 4 Alecto, when her Brand she toss’d,
Betwixt the Trojan and Rutilian Host:
If Virgil's Suit 5 Mecenas had not sped,
And sent 6 Alexis to the Poet's Bed;
The crested Snakes had dropt upon the Ground,
And the loud Trumpet languish'd in the Sound.
Yet we expect that 7 Lappa's Muse should please,
As much as did immortal 8 Sophocles ;
When he his Dishes and his Cloaths bas sent
To pawn, for Payment of a Quarter's Rent;
His Patron 9 Numitor will nothing lend,
Pleads Want of Money to his wretched Friend,
Yet can large Presents to his Harlot send;
Can purchase a tame Lion, and can treat
The kingly Slave with sev'ral Sorts of Meat:
It seems he thinks th’Expence is more, to feast
The familh'd Poct, than the hungry Beast.
3 A famous Poet, who was, whom Virgit was in Love, in great Favour with the Em 7 Rubranus Lappa, a poor peror Auguftus Cæfar, by the Tragick Poet. means of his Patron Mecenas. 8 An excellent Poet of de 4 One of the three Furies. thens, who wrote Greek Tra
S A Favourite to Auguftus, gédies, and a great Patron of Poets. 9 A rich Nobleman of 6 Mecanas his Boy ; with Rome.
Lucan 10, content with Praises may lie at ease
Io costly Grorts, and Marble Palaces:
But to poor "
Baffus what -avails a Name;
To starve on Compliments, and empty Fame?
All Rome is pleas’d, when 12 Statius will rehearsa
And longing Crowds expect the promis'd Verfe:
His lofty Numbers with fo great a Gust
They hear, and swallow with such eager Luft:: 1
But, while the common Suffrage crown'd his Caulei
And broke the Benches with their loud Applaufe; yin!!!
His Muse had starv'd, had not a Piece unread, y...ori io
And by a 13 Player bought, fupply'd her Bread. I 17ELT.
He could dispose of Honours, and Commands,
The Power of Rome was in an Actor's Hands,
The peaceful Gown, and military Sword: :
The bounteous Play'r out-gave the pinching Lord,
And would it thou, Poet, rise before the Sun,
And to his Honour's Lazy Levele run?
Stick to the Stage, and leave thy fordid Peer;
And yet, Heav'n knows, 'tis earn'd with Hardship there,
The former Age did one Mecenas see,
One giving Lord of happy Memory.
Then, then, 'twas worth a Writer's Pains, to pine,
Look pale, and all 14 December taste no Wine.
Such is the Poet's Lot: What luckier Fate Does on the Works of gravé Historians wait??
10 A great Poet, 'who was Time of CafarlDomitiani ) put to Death by Nero, partly 13 Faris, a famous Axor out of Envy to his poetry, and Favourite to. Domitian ; partly, for being in à Plot the Patron of Statius. wich' his Uncle Seneca and 14,
their great Holydays, called st Salejus bafius a poor Saturnalia habike friery, and Poet.
per were, in a manner, Bens, a famous Poet in the Matters.
More Time they spend, in greater Toils engage;
Their Volumes swell beyond the thousandth Page:
For thus the Laws of Hiftory command;
And much good Paper fuffers in their Hand.
What Harvest rises from this labour'd Ground?
Where they get Pence, a 15 Clerk can get a Pound.
A lazy Tribe, juft of the Poet's pitch,
Who think themselves above the growing rich.
Nexe, thew me the well-lung'd 6 Civilian's Gain,
Who bears in Triumpb an Artillry Train
of Chancery Libels; opens the first Cause,
Then with a Pick-lock Tongue preverts the Laws:
Talks loud cnough in Conscience for his Fee,
Takes Care bis Člient all his Zeal may see;
Twitch'd by the Sleeve, be mouths it more and more,
Till wil white Froth his Gown is. Naver'd o'er.
Ask what he gaias by all this lying Prate,
A Captain's Plunder trebles his Eftate.
The Magistrate affumes his awful Scat ;
Stand forth 17 pale Ajax, and thy Speech repeat:
Affert thy Client's Freedom; bawl, and tear
So loud, thy Country- Judge at least may hear,
If not discerns and when thy Lungs are fore,
Ilang up the 18 Victor's Garland at thy Door:
Ask for what Price thy venial Tongue was fold:
A rusty Gammon of some fev'n Years old:
Tough, wither'd 19 Treuffles; ropy Wine, a Dish
Of fhotten Herring, or ftale itinking Fish.
For four times talking, if one piece thou cake,
That must be cantled, and the Judge go snack.
is Or rather a publick No-/ won'a Cause, a Garland was tary.
hung up before his Door.! 16 In those times the Law 19 Treufiles, in Englise, cal
led Ground-Cheft-nuts, of i7 Alluding to that of 0 Pignurs: But, perhaps, the jd; Confedere Duces; &c. Author - mcans Onyons,
19 When 24 Oratos had | Scallions.
'Tis true, 20 Emilius takes a five-fold Fee,
Tho' some plead better, wich more Law than he:
But then be keeps his Coach, fix Flanders Mares
Draw him in State, whenever be appears:
He shews his Statue too, where plac'd on high,
The Ginnet underneath him seems to Ay;
While with a lifted Spear, in Armour bright,
His aiming Figure meditates a Fight.
With Arts like these, rich Marbo, when he speaks,
Attacks all Fees, and little Lawyers breaks,
Tongillus, very poor, has yet an Itch
Of gaining Wealth, by feigning to be rich;
Bathes often, and in State, and proudly vain,
Sweeps thro? the Streets with a long dirty Train:
From thence, with Lackeys running by his Side,
High on the Backs of brawny Slaves will ride,
In a long Litter, thro' the Market-place ;
And with a Nod the distant Rabble grace :
Clad in a Gown, that glows with Tyrian Dys.
Surveys rich Moveables with curious Eye,
Beats down the Price, and threatens fill to buy.
Nor can I wonder at such Tricks as these :
The purple Garments raise the Lawyer's Fecs,
And sell him dearer to the Tool that buys;
High Pomp and State are useful Properties,
The Luxury of Rome will know no End;
For still the less we have, the more we spend.
Trust Eloquence to fhew our Parts and Breeding!
Not 21 Tully now cou'd get ten Groats by pleading:
Unless the Diamond glitter'd on his Hand:
Wealth's all the Rhet'rick Clients understand:
Without large Equipage, and loud Expence,
The Prince of Orators would scarce fpeak Sense.
20 Emilius.' A rich Lawyer. , the greatest Orator that ever 121 Marcus Tullius Cicero, I Rome bred. F
Paulus 23, who with Magnificence did plead,
Grew rich, while tatter'd Gallus begg'd his Bread.
Who to poor Basilus his Cause would trust,
Tho'ne'er so full of Piry, ne'er so juft?
His Clients, unregarded, claim their due;
For Eloquence in Rags was never true,
Go, Wretch, thy Pleadings into 23 Africk send;
Or France, where Merit never needs a Friend.
But oh, what Stock of Patience wants the Fool,
Who wastes his Time and Breath in teaching School!
To hear the Speeches of declaiming Boys,
Deposing Tyrants with eternal Noise!
Sitting or standing, till confind to roar
In the same Verse, the fame Rules o'er and o'er:
What Kind the Speech, what Colours, how to purge
Objections, state the Cafe, and Reasons urge.
All would learn these ; but at the Quarter-day,
Few Parents will the Pedant's Labour pay.
Pay, Sir! For what? The Scholar knows no more
At fix Months End, than what he knew before:
Taught, or untaught, the Dunce is fill the fame,
Yet still the wretched Master bears the blame.
Once ev'ry Week poor Hannibal is mauld;
The Theme is giv'n, and strait the Council's calld,
Whether he should to Rome directly go,
To reap the Fruit of the dire 24 Overthrow;
Or into Quarters put his harrassid Men
'Till Spring returns, and take the Field agen.
The murder'd Master cries, Would Parents hear
But half that Stuff which I am bound to bear,
For that Revenge I'll quit the whole Arrear,
22 Paulus was a rich Law.
24 The Vidory obtained yer, Bafilus and Gallus were by Hannibal at Canna ; after very poor.
which, if he had immedi. 23 France and Affrica were ately attempted Rome, in all then famous for great Law. Probability he had carried it. pers, and fat Fees