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And yet the wealthy will not brook delay,
Indents his legs behind in bloody rows.
See with what fmoke our doles we celebrate :
A hundred guests, invited, walk in state : A hundred hungry flaves, with their Dutch kitchins wait.
Huge pans the wretches on their head muft bear,
Which scarce gigantic Corbulo could rear : 404 Yet they muft walk upright beneath the load; Nay, run, and running blow the sparkling flames
Ver. 404. gigantic Corbulo] Corbulo was a famous general in Nero's time, who conquered Armenia; and was afterwards put to death by that tyrant, when he was in Greece, in reward of his great fervices. His ftature was not only tall, above the ordinary fize, but he was alfo proportionably ftrong.
Their coats, from botching newly brought, are
Unwieldy timber-trees in waggons born, Stretch'd at their length, beyond their carriage lie;
That nod, and threaten ruin from on high. 410
But a mash'd heap, a hotchpotch of the
One vaft deftruction; not the foul alone,
The rubbers, and the bathing-sheets display;
But he, for whom this bufy care they take,
Ver. 425. the ferryman's &c.] Charon, the ferryman of hell, whofe fare was a halfpenny for every foul.
His paffage begs with unregarded pray'r:
And leaky ware, from garret windows thrown: Well may they break our heads, that mark the flinty ftone.
'Tis want of fenfe to fup abroad too late;
He wants not wit the danger to decline:
To have a piss-pot only for thy share.
The fcouring drunkard, if he does not fight Before his bed-time, takes no reft that night. Paffing the tedious hours in greater pain Than ftern Achilles, when his friend was flain : "Tis fo ridiculous, but fo true withal,
A bully cannot fleep without a braul: Yet though his youthful blood be fir'd with wine,
Ver. 443. ftern Achilles,] The friend of Achilles was Patroclus, who was flain by Hector.
His train of flambeaux, and embroider'd coat, May privilege my lord to walk fecure on foot. But me, who must by moon-light homeward bend,
Or lighted only with a candle's end,
Poor me he fights, if that be fighting, where
And shred the leeks that in your stomach rise ? Whose windy beans have stuft your guts, and
where Have your black thumbs been dipt in vinegar? With what companion cobler have you fed, On old ox-cheeks, or he-goat's tougher head? What, are you dumb? Quick, with your anfwer, quick,
Before my foot falutes you with a kick. 465
Anfwer, or answer not, 'tis all the fame :
Nor is this all; for, when retir'd, you think To fleep fecurely; when the candles wink, 475 When ev'ry door with iron chains is barr'd, And roaring taverns are no longer heard; The ruffian robbers by no juftice aw'd, And unpaid cut-throat foldiers, are abroad, Thofe venal fouls, who, harden'd in each ill, 480 To fave complaints and profecution, kill. Chas'd from their woods and bogs, the padders come
To this vaft city, as their native home;
The forge in fetters only is employed;
Oh happy ages of our ancestors,
Beneath the kings and tribunitial powers! 490 One jail did all their criminals restrain ; Which, now, the walls of Rome can scarce con
More I could fay, more caufes I could show For my departure; but the fun is low:
Ver. 490. Beneath the kings &c.] Rome was originally ruled by kings, till, for the rape of Lucretia, Tarquin the Proud was expelled. After which it was governed by two Confuls, yearly chofen; but they oppreffing the people, the commoners mutinied, and procured tribunes to be created, who defended their privileges, and often oppofed the confular authority, and the fenate.