Ay; there's the man, who loos'd from luft and pelf, Lefs to the prætor owes, than to himself. Thy fuperftition too may claim a share : When flow'rs are frew'd, and lamps in order plac'd, And windows with illuminations grac'd, On Herod's day; when sparkling bowls go round, Preach this among the brawny guards, fay'st thou, And fee if they thy doctrine will allow : THE SIXTH SATIRE O F PERSIUS. This fixth fatire treats an admirable common-place of moral philofophy; of the true use of riches. They are certainly intended by the Power who beflows them, as inftruments and helps of living commodiously ourselves; and of adminiftring to the wants of others, who are oppreffed by fortune. There are two extremes in the opinions of men concerning them. One error, tho on the right band, yet a great one, is, that they are no helps to a virtuous life; the other places all our happinefs in the acquifition and possession of them; and this is, undoubtedly, the worse extream. The mean betwixt thefe, is the opinion of the Stoicks; which is, that riches may be useful to the leading a virtuous life; in cafe we rightly understand how to give according to right reafon; ceive what is given us by others. and how to re The virtue of giving well, is called liberality: and it is of this virtue that Perfius writes in this fatire; wherein he not only fhews the lawful ufe of riches, but also Sharply inveighs against the vices which are oppofed to it; and especially of those, which confift in the defects of giving or spending; or in the abuse of riches. He writes to Cafus Baffus his friend, and a poet also. Enquires first of his health and ftudies; and afterwards informs him of his own, and where he is now refident. He gives an account of himself, that he is endeavouring by little and little to wear off bis vices; and particularly, that he is combating ambition, and the defire of wealth. He dwells upon the latter vice and being fenfible that few men either defire or ufe riches as they ought, he endeavours to convince them of their folly; which is the main defign of the whole fatire. THE SIXTH SATIRE. TO CESIUS BASSUS, a Lyric Foet. HAS AS winter caus'd thee, friend, to change thy feat, And feek in Sabine air a warm retreat? Say, do'st thou yet the Roman harp command? Do the ftrings answer to thy noble hand ? Great mafter of the mufe, infpir'd to fing And found the Maker's work, in equal verse. And, after, opening in an ampler way, The "Tis worth your while, O Romans, to regard Here |