Nevile 
 Fourteenth satire of Juvenal imitated
 
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 FOURTEENTH SATIRE 
 
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 JUVENAL 
 
 IMITATED. 
 
 ^\7^ E S ; I muft fay it ; Britain is undone, 
 
 •^ If vicious habits creep from fire to fon ; 
 Such as an Howard's fcutcheon would efface, 
 Or fhade the glories of a Russel's race. 
 5 Does the Duke game ? the Marquis fhall be ken 
 Hemm'd by a fharping circle at fifteen. 
 Shall the youth, wont from inlancy to note 
 The fav'ry raptures of a rev'rend throat, 
 Whofe daily dreams ragouts and fauces claim, 
 10 Rife to deferve a patriot's dear-bought name ? 
 
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 Go ! be the fkill of twenty fages join'd 
 To form by Wifdom's better rules his mind, 
 Fruitlefs their care : his glory is to fhine 
 A true defcendant of a lick'riih line. 
 
 15 Appius, a fiend of Paffion ; in whofe face 
 Spleen fits, and triumphs with a four grimace. 
 Who keeps his family in ceafelefs fear, 
 The PoLYPHEME of all the region near, 
 Think ye, v/ill he his fon to meekncfs fchool, 
 
 20 Or train him to a temper calm and cool. 
 
 Teach him, that failings our indulgence claim,. 
 That Nature fafhion'd rich and poor the fame ? 
 Perissa's daughter wed, you'll feel too late 
 You've chofen no Lucretia for your mate ; 
 
 25 The Mifs, who, ere twelve winters flie could tell. 
 Knew with refiftlefs airs to ad the belle. 
 To lifp, to languifh, heave the pradis'd figh. 
 And dart fweet mifchief from the melting eye ; 
 Who to wild gallants lufcious lines indites, 
 
 30 And with her freakilh friends holds noify nights. 
 
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 In all her mother's myil'ries deeply read, 
 
 Treats, afiignations, fwarming in her head. 
 
 So Nature bids : when great examples move, 
 
 Domeftic vices too permaiive prove ; 
 35 Some (cw, iiiumin'd by a richer ray, 
 
 Direct their courfe, as Reafon points the way ; 
 
 Moft in their parents' footfteps fondly run. 
 
 Drawn to the very track, they ought to fhun. 
 
 Is it your wifh a faultlefs fon to fee ? 
 .40 Watch your ov/n condud; ; from all ftain be free : 
 
 For youth too oft, whatever care is had, 
 
 Perverfely docile imitates the bad : 
 
 No place but fwarms with * * 's of the kind ; 
 
 But where another Savile fliall we find ? 
 45 With due referve before a child be feen ; 
 
 Taint not his innocence with talk obfcene : 
 
 Far hence be midnight revels, midnight balls ! 
 
 And keep, O ! keep him from thofe wanton walls,. 
 
 Where Love leads in his ioofe-zon'd titt'ring crew, 
 50 And Amoret trips half-naked to the view. 
 
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 Should you perceive at fome unguarded hour 
 The Tempter willing to exert his pow'r, 
 Scorn not the playful prefence of your boy, 
 But check the rifmgs of unruly joy. 
 
 5 5 Ah think ! fliould he to fome great guilt afpire, 
 (For fons not only copy of their iire 
 The form and features, but the manners too. 
 And every failing piouily outdo :) 
 Strait in his ears you'd thunder, and, what's worfe, 
 
 6o Menace to mark him v/ith your heaviefl: curfe. 
 O Shame I dare you — you, Sir, a rev'rend rake. 
 The parent's front, the parent's freedom take, 
 You, whom long fince a courfe of roar and riot 
 Has rendcr'd ripe for difcipline and diet? 
 
 65 Yet, tho' no decency e'er claim'd your care,. 
 The leaft pun<fi;ilio 'tvt'ere a fm to fpare : 
 Let but a peer or peerefs come to dine. 
 In polifli'd pride the rich buffet fhall fliine ; 
 A brighter glofs the Perfian guilts diklofe, 
 
 70 And the lac'd footmen fiand in tawdry rows. 
 
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 Why this folicitude for poor parade. 
 While ev'ry ferious bus'nefs is delay'd ? 
 A fpotlefs family, without a vice, 
 Is a concern, in which you're not fo nice. 
 
 75 Can he demand a recompence too great. 
 Who forms a man of merit for the ftate, 
 A Wolfe, or Yorke, to bleed in Britain's caufe. 
 Or from Rebellion's gripe to fnatch the laws ? 
 It matters much, what manners and what arts 
 
 So Ufe, early ufe, to tender age imparts. 
 
 To pathlefs v/oods the mother ftork repairs, 
 And fnakes and lizards to her offspring bears, 
 Who, when full-plum'd to fail through air, in queft 
 Of the fame animals, defert their nefl: : 
 
 85 The vulture, nurtur'd to the carrion tafte. 
 With tender talons tears the rank repafl : 
 Eaglets mature, and birds of gen'rous breed, 
 Wont from their fhell on foreft-game to feed, 
 V/hen hunger prompts, their prey in forefts feek, 
 
 90 And foufe on hares and deer with rav'ning beak. 
 
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 Centronics in one favour'd fon attains 
 A rich reward for all his piddling pains : 
 What pride ! the little pedant when he faw 
 Quit for a view of canker'd coins his taw ; 
 
 95 Heard him fome vafe's tap'ring beauties tell, 
 Or praife the pearly lining of a fhell. 
 
 Nor did the tafteful Labeo with lefs joy- 
 Behold himfelf refleded in his boy ; 
 Labeo, who, proud to ad: no vulgar part, 
 
 100 Would rival Boyle in the Palladian art; 
 
 But grown more prudent, ere it was too late, 
 Left to his fon his plans and his eflate. 
 Now fee, the wonder of an age to come, 
 A ftrudure worthy Athens, worthy Rome ! 
 
 105 Fair op'ning to his wifh a fite is found ; 
 
 The pile flow-rifing heaves above the ground : 
 Domes, arches, colonades lick up his gold ; 
 The front to finifh next his lands are fold ; 
 The laft few hundreds wake him from his trance, 
 
 110 And waft him o'er a fugitive to France. 
 
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 Who in the fon Sir Caleb does not trace. 
 The trembling tone, formality of face, 
 The curls, the coat ? for to reform the drefs 
 With him is Pagan, Popifh ; nothing lefs : 
 
 115 Stiff in his gait, precife in all he fays. 
 
 Each ftep he meafures, and each word he weighs. 
 A/k why the fon ne'er fhone in Church or Laws, 
 The wife, the grave Sir Caleb is the caufe. 
 Moil vices take their followers at iirfl view j 
 
 120 Av'rice alone reludant we purfue : 
 
 A cheat ; than whom no Virtue can appear 
 In mien, in garb, more folemn, more fevere. 
 'Tis true ; Sir * had fome penurious ways ; 
 Yet his (Economy exads our praife ; 
 
 125 No faint more temperate : his fivings fure ; 
 And well he knew thofe favings to fecure. 
 For management by all around him fear'd ; 
 - And in th' Exchange how honour'd 1 how rever'd \ 
 Thefe, thefe, who wealth above all blellings prize, 
 
 130 Too many fathers flyle fupremely v/ife j 
 
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 Who deem the Poor to blifs can have no claim, 
 But to be rich and happy are the iame. 
 *' Go, boys!" they cry. " keep faft the getting rule ; 
 " Go ! learn true vv'Ifaom at Sir *'s fchool." 
 
 135 Vice has it's elements : thefe they impart, 
 The beggarly beginnings of their art : 
 Next the found tenets of their trade are told. 
 Tenets, which Tuscus and his fpare fpoufe hold ; 
 From their ftarv'd fervants who with care conceal 
 
 1 40 The bony fragments of a Sabbath meal, 
 But bounteoufly permit them to regale 
 On faked herrings, and on muddy ale. 
 And for themfelves or friends with mead refine 
 The lail thick droppings of a pint of wine. 
 
 145 Do the dark dungeons of Moorfields contain 
 Frantics fo defp'rate as the flaves of gain, 
 All penury's pinching pains through life who try, 
 To leave a golden mountain, when they die ? 
 Alas ! to have is but to wifli for more ; 
 
 I jO Believe me, none lefs covet than the Poor. 
 
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 Tir'd of the town Patrice a villa buys ; 
 A farm adjoining foon attrads his eyes : 
 That field fo fertile, and that range of trees 
 In a few years he purchafes with eafe : 
 
 155 Next on his neighbour's ground his wifh he throws : 
 Happy, could he that meadow but enclofel 
 Not fell it! Shall Patrice entreat in vain? 
 (For with fome folks to beg is to obtain :) 
 Threaten'd with law his neighbour takes advice, 
 
 160 Glad to give up his acres at half price. 
 
 In vain the men look grave, the women rail ; 
 Unmov'd he hears the lamentable tale, 
 More pleas' d by rapine envious talk to raife, 
 Than live on little with a people's praife. 
 
 165 Yet in that little he perhaps might find 
 
 More health of body, and more peace of mind, 
 A charm, that might each harfher fenfe afiuage, 
 And gild the dark December of old age. 
 
 Bleft times ! when our forefathers with difdain 
 
 170 Could fee men tread the crooked paths of gain : 
 
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 Glory their wifh, and competence their aim, 
 By noble means they fought an honeft fame. 
 Proud from our coafls the Spaniard to repel, 
 Or rear rich trophies, where the Talbots fell : 
 
 175 No penlion, no court-bawble, they defn-'d j 
 Each to his own paternal cell retir'd ; 
 There every want and every wifh confined, 
 And knew no treafure but a peaceful mind. 
 The fons, difcipled in each manly grace, 
 
 180 Beam'd back the modeft virtues of their race. 
 
 Now dreams of grandeur haunt each infant brain, 
 The princely palace, and the liv'ry'd train : 
 Hence with portentous crimes thefe days are curfl ; 
 Of mental monfters A v' rice is the worft ; 
 
 185 To dark and deathful deeds fhe ftirs the foul. 
 She points the poniard, and fhe drugs the bowl : 
 Heirs, rcftlefs heirs, her dire behefts obey : 
 No torture to her zealots like delay : 
 Wild for the prize the minor in career 
 
 190 Of Law, of Fame, of Concience, knows no fear. 
 
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 This luft of gain efcap'd not Marvell's eye : 
 " Hence to your feats, ye Youths !" he oft would cry : 
 " The days of rural innocence reftore ; 
 " Live, as your anceftors have liv'd before. 
 
 J. 9 5 " Who toils the tenant of his own eftate 
 " Will never turn informer to the Great, 
 " Mix with the ftiarpers, join the faftious tribe, 
 " Or, worfe ! betray his country for a bribe." 
 Thus fpake the patriot of a former age : 
 
 200 Maxims more prudent guide a modern fage. 
 Ere yet the child has number'd thirteen years, 
 Thefe faving founds are tingling in his ears : 
 " Go, boy ! where IntVefl bids: they never err, 
 " Who in their choice of friends the rich prefer." 
 
 2oq Do the lad's lineaments fhow a rough grace ? 
 He buys the promife of an enlign's place : 
 Be Mars propitious, and he'll never fear 
 To rife a col'nel in his fortieth year. 
 Or fhould the frailties of a flutt'ring frame 
 
 210 Dim the pufe luflre of a foldier's fame, 
 
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 For gown and band he barters his cockade. 
 And leaves to Braddock all Bellona's trade. 
 As iliift's his patron's tafce, behold him fliine 
 A play'r, a cook, a gambler, or divine. 
 
 215 Nor needs he blufli to thrive by arts like thefe ; 
 Gain ftill is gain, acquire it as you pleafe : 
 For mark the doftrine, money must be had ; 
 No matter if the means be good or bad : 
 This, this, before their elements of fpcech, 
 
 220 To boys, to girls, fu-es, grandfires, matrons teacli* 
 But why thefe precepts ? Go, fecure of mind : 
 Soon will the monitor be left behind ; 
 Soon with a figh confefs himfelf outdone, 
 As the mad ** by his madder fon. 
 
 225 Ceafe then a while your leflbns to impart ; 
 
 The native taint has not yet reach'd the heart : 
 Scarce fliall his downy cheeks the man reveal. 
 And court the nrft fharp glidings of the fteel, 
 Frontlefs he'll cheat ; with oaths confirm a lie ; 
 
 230 For vikft trafli pack cards, or cog the die \ 
 
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 Defame a friend, fet families at ftrife, 
 Or poifon, if need be, a wealthy wife. 
 Small knaves for lucre traverfe lands and feas ; 
 Great villains do their bus'nefs with more eafe. 
 235 " Well, Heav'n be judge! in me no failure lies :" 
 Each pious father lifts his hands, and cries. 
 Yet fure who counfels to heap gain on gain 
 Lends to another's paflions the loofe rein : 
 In vain you bid him waringly proceed ; 
 240 Far from the goal he flies with frantic fpeed. 
 
 Would you fet bounds ? by felf-indulgence taught 
 Each thinks he goes no further than he ought. 
 The wights, who to their fons arc wont to fav, 
 That all, who give, are in a defp'rate way ; 
 245 V/ho v/ith a flirug the fools to Bedlam fend. 
 Whom pity prompts to raife a fmking friend ; 
 What do they but an ardent itch create 
 By fraud or force to compafs an eftate ; 
 Teach them for wealth more fierce defi cs to feel, 
 250 Than e'er felt William for the public weal, 
 
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 when, fir'd by Freedom, Albion's blifs he plann'd, 
 And drove a Tyrant-bigot from the land ? 
 Soon will you fee the fparks, your breath fupply'd, 
 Burfl: in a blaze, and fpread deftrudlion wide ; 
 
 255 Nor hope to 'fcape a flame, that levels all: 
 You too a victim to its rage fliall fall. 
 Your looks, your frame Neftorean years prefage : 
 Torture to wait the flow decays of age ! 
 What mail, or antidote, can eafe your thought, 
 
 260 When Av'rice points the fl:eel, or drugs the draught? 
 No Scrub, no Bays, who by grimace or wit 
 Sets in a roar the rabble of the pit, 
 Yields fuch a fight, as who in pride of pelf 
 Is pleas'd to make a martyr of himfelf; 
 
 265 Who, worth a million, humbly deigns to fear 
 Some fad reverfe, fome other South-fea year. 
 Ye Foots! ye Woodwards ! quit the comic trade ; 
 On the world's ftage more pleafant pranks are play'd. 
 Who but muft fhake with laughter, when he fees 
 
 270 A wretch for lucre barter health and eafe? 
 
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 Yet all, from thofe who ftretcli their lungs for hire, 
 To him who wantons on the wav'ring wire, 
 Reap and enjoy the harveft of their pains, 
 While fome folks put no period to their gains. 
 
 275 Go, frantic! if the God of Gold commands, 
 Go, walk with Peftilence o'er fcorching fands, 
 All life's beft comforts left ! or fhiv'ring go 
 Where V/inter's banners wave o'er hills of fnow ! 
 For what ? unrival'd among cits to range 
 
 280 The gaze and envy of a full Exchange ; 
 To buy a borough in fome venal year, 
 Or match your daughter with a ruin'd peer. 
 
 Madnefs is various : this no peace can know, 
 While froward Fancy paints each friend a foe ; 
 
 285 From Heav'n th' infpiring call another hears, 
 And fets his fainted neighbours by the ears ; 
 A third, who roams the feas to fwell his heap, 
 A tott'ring plank between him and the deep, 
 Though in demeanour a true fage he feem, 
 
 290 Battie no lefs a lunatic would deem : 
 
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 Let Death with horrors hang the black'ning flcies, 
 In tow'ring pyramids let furges rife, 
 Rocks rear their heads, or icy mountains roll ; 
 Gold fheds a Toothing opiate on the foul. 
 
 295 Nor with the getting does the mifchief end ; 
 
 More dangers wait them ; cares on cares attend : 
 Their own domeftics fill them with affright ; 
 Robbers by day, affallins in the the night : 
 Gems, vafes, ftatiies, pictures, fculptur'd plate, 
 
 300 Unnumber'd terrors to their lord create. 
 If fuch the plagues of full profperity, 
 V/ho moft demands our envy ? is it he, 
 Who in an hermitage content has found. 
 Or he, whofe longings not Peru can bound ? 
 
 305 Reafons to value pelf though fhrewd men feek, 
 Nature and comm.on fenfe one language fpeak. 
 Let fools, let flaves before their idol bend, 
 I know no wants, Philofophy my friend. 
 Aflc you, what's competence? cloaths, food, and fire : 
 
 310 Or, fliould your views to fomething more afpire, 
 
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 Go! fee where Temperance and Plenty meet 
 To blefs one man in Thurcafton's retreat. 
 Should you ftill hang the lip and knit the brow, 
 An added rent or two I might allow. 
 315 Notpleas'd? alas! could treafures be fupply'd 
 From Earth's vaft ftores, enough for **'s pride, 
 Enough for Thornton's bounty, could they more 
 Than teach you to be wretched, and be poor ? 
 
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