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to translate him. Though there wanted not another reason, which was, that no one else would undertake it : at least, Sir G. S. who could have done more right to the author, after a long delay, at length absolutely refused so ungrate. ful an employment: and every one will grant, that the work must have been imperfect and lane, if it had appeared without one of the principal members belonging to it. Let the poet therefore bear the blame of his own invention; and let me satisfy the world, that I am not of his opinion. Whatever bis Roman ladies were, the English are free from all his imputations. They will read with wonder and abhorrence ihe vices of an age, which was the moft infamous of any on record. They will bless themselves when they benold those examples, related of Domitian's time: they will give back to antiquity those monsters it produced : and believe with reafon, ibat the species of those women is extinguished ; or at least, that they were never bere propagated. I may safely therefore proceed to the argument of a satire, which is no way relating to them: and firs! observe, that


author makes their luft the mof heroic of their vices : the rest are in a manner but digreffion. He Skims them over ; but he dwells on this : when he seems to have taken bis last leave af it, on the sudden he returns to it: it is one branch of it in Hippia, another in Meffalina, but luft is the main body of the tree. with this text in the first line, and takes it up with intera missions to the end of the chapter. Every vice is a loaders but that's a ten. The fillers, or intermediate parts, are their revenge ; their contrivances of secret crimés ; their

, arts to hide them; their wit to excuse them; and their impudence to own them, when they can no longer be kept secret. Then the persons to whom they are most addicted; and on whom they commonly bestow the last favours: as Aage-players, fillers, finging-boys, and fencers. Those who pass for chaste among them, are not really fo; but only for their var dowries, are rather suffered, than loved by their own busbands. That they are imperious , domineering, scolding Cites: A for learning and criticism in poetry ; but are falle judges. Love to speak Greek (which was to the fajhionatic tongue, as French

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is now with us.) That they plead caufes at the bar, and play prizes at the bear-garden. That they are golips and news-mongers : wrangle with their neighbours abroad, and beat i heir servants at home. That they lie-in for new faces once a month, are fluttish with their husbands in private; and paint and dress in public for their lovers, That they deal with Jews, diviners, and fortune-tellers : learn the arts of miscarrying, and barrenness, Buy children, and produce them for their own. Murder their hus, bands fons, if they stand in their way to his estate ; and make their adulterers his heirs. From hence the poet proceeds to shew the occasions of all theses vices, their original, and how they were introduced in Rome, by peace, wealth, and luxury. In conclusion, if we will take the word of our malicious author, bad women are the general standing rule; and the good, but some few exceptions to it.

N Saturn's reign, at Nature's early birth,


When in a narrow cave, their common shade,
The sheep, the shepherds, and their Gods were laid;
When reeds and leaves, and hides of beasts were spread
By mountain-housewives for their homely bed,
And mosty pillows rais’d, for the rude husband's head.
Unlike the niceness of our modern dames,
(Affected nymphs with new-affected names :)
The Cynthia's and the 'Lesbia's of our years,
Who for a sparrow's death dissolve in tears.
Those first unpolish'd matrons, big and bold,
Gave suck to infants of gigantic mold ;
Rough as their favage lords, who rang'd the wood,
And 2

2 fat with acorns belch'd their windy food.
For when the world was buxsom, fresh and young,
Her sons were undebauch'd, and therefore strong
And whether born in kindly beds of earth,
Or struggling from the teeming oaks to birth,


i In the golden age; when Saturn reigned.
2 Acorns were the bread of mankind, before corn was found.

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Or from what other atoms they begun,
No fires they had, or, if a fire the sun.
Some thin remains of chastity appear'd,
Ev'n 3 under Jove, but Jove without a beard ;
Before the servile Greeks had learnt to swear
By heads of kings; while yet the bounteous year
Her common fruits in open plains expos'd,
Ere thieves were fear'd, or gardens were inclos'd.
At length 4 uneasy Justice upwards flew,
And both the fifters to the stars withdrew;
From that old æra whoring did begin,
So venerably ancient is the fin.
Adult'rers next invade the nuptial state,
And marriage-beds creak'd with a foreign weight;
All other ills did iron times adorn;
But whores and filver in one age were born.
Yet thou, they say, for marriage doft provide :
Is this an age to buckle with a bride?
They say thy hạir the curling art is taught,
The wedding-ring perhaps already bought :
A sober man like thee to change his life !
What fury would possess thee with a wife i
Art thou of every other death bereft,
No knife, no ratsbane, no kind halter left ?
(For every noose compar’d to her’s is cheap)
Is there no city-bridge from whence to Leap ?
Would'st thou become her drudge, who dost enjoy
A better fort of bedfellow, thy boy?
He keeps thee not awake with nightly brawls,
Nor with a begg'd reward thy pleasure palls ;
Nor with insatiate heavings calls for more,
When all thy spirits were drain’d out before.

When Jove had driven his father into banishment, the filver age began, according to the poets,

4 The poet makes Justice and Chastity filters ; and says, that they Bed to heaven together, and left earth for ever,


But still Urfidius courts the marriage-bait,
Longs for a son to settle his estate,
And takes no gifts, tho' every gaping heir
Would gladly grease the rich old batchelor.
What revolution can appear fo ftrange,
As such a leacher, such a life to change ?
A rank, notorious whoremaster, to choose
To thrust his neck into the marriage-noose?
He who fo often in a dreadful fright
Had in a coffer 'scap'd the jealous cuckold's fight,
That he to wedlock dotingly betray'd,
Should hope in this lewd town to find a maid!
The man's grown mad; to ease his frantic pain,
Ran for the surgeon ; breathe the middle vein:
But let a heifer with gilt horns be led
To Juno, regent of the marriage-bed,
And let him every deity adore,
If his new bride prove not an arrant whore
In head and tail, and every


On 5 Ceres' feaft, restrain'd from their delight,
Few matrons there, but curse the tedious night :
Few whom their fathers dare falute, such luft
Their kisses have, and come with such a gust.
With ivy now adorn thy doors, and wed;
Such is thy bride, and such thy genial bed.
Think’ft thou one man is for one woman meant ?
She, sooner with one eye would be content.

'tis nois'd, a maid did once appear In some small village, though fame says not where 'Tis possible ; but sure no man she found ; 'Twas desarts all, about her father's ground: And yet some lustful God might there make bold, Are 6 Jove and Mars grown impotent and old ?

5 Ceres' feast. When the Roman women were forbidden to bed with their husbands.

6 Jove and Mars. Of whom more fornicating stories are told than of any of the other gods.



Ånd yet


Many a nymph has in a cave been spread,
And much good love without a feather bed.
Whither would'st thou to chuse a wife resort,
The park, the mall, the play-house, or the court?

way soever thy adventures fall,
Secure alike of chastity in all.

One sees a dancing-mafter cap'ring high,
And raves, and pisses, with pure ecstasy:
Another does, with all his motions move,
And gapes, and grins as in the feat of love:
A third is charm'd with the new opera notes,
Admires the song, but on the finger dotes :
The country lady in the box appears,
Softly the warbles over all the hears;
And sucks in passion, both at eyes and ears.

The rest (when now the long vacation's come,
The noisy hall and theatre's grown dumb)
Their mem'ries to refresh, and chear their hearts,
In borrow'd breeches act the player's parts.
The poor, that scarce have wherewithal to eat,
Will pinch, to make the singing-boy a treat.
The rich, to buy him, will refuse no price ;
And stretch his quail-pipe, till they crack his voice.
Tragedians, acting love, for lust are fought:
Tho' but the parrots of a poet's thought.)
The pleading lawyer, tho' for counsel us'd,
In chamber-practice often is refus’d.
Still chou wilt have a wife, and father heirs ;
(The product of concurring theatres.)
Perhaps a fencer did thy brows adorn,
And a young sword-man to thy lands is born.

Thus Hippia loath'd her old patrician lord,
And left him for a brother of the sword :
To wond'ring 7 Pharos with her love the fled,
To thew one monster more than Africk bred :

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7 She fled to Egypt; which wondered at the enormity of her crime,


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