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 THE LIBRARY 
 
 OF 
 
 THE UNIVERSITY 
 OF CALIFORNIA 
 
 LOS ANGELES
 
 POEMS 
 
 O N 
 
 SEVERAL OCCASIONS. 
 
 Dedicated to the 
 
 Reverend Dr. DELAUNE, Prefident 
 of St. JOHN'S College in OXFORD. 
 
 By N. AMHURST, fometime of the fame 
 College. 
 
 Jacla efl Alea. 
 
 LONDON: 
 
 Printed for R. FR A N c K LI N, at the Sun in Fleet- 
 ilreet. M. DCC. xx. 
 
 Price Two Shollings.
 
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 To the REVEREND 
 
 D R . D E L A U N E 
 
 PRESIDENT 
 
 O F 
 
 St. JOHN'S College in OXFORD* 
 
 SlR > 
 
 Shall not, in this Addrefs to 
 you, ad: inconfiftently with 
 my profeffed mean opinion 
 of our modern Dedicators and 
 Dedications, fince I defign to avoid in 
 my felf whatever gives me offence in 
 them , I expect no Guineas, and there*- 
 A 2 fore 
 
 945217
 
 (iv) 
 
 fore I hope you will be fo good as to 
 expect no Compliments. 
 
 What wholly prevail'd upon me to 
 clap your venerable Name to thefe mif- 
 cellaneous Baftards of my brain, was 
 this ; I have had for nine or ten months 
 many things to fay unto you and I was 
 willing to let the world know what 
 they were, as well as your felf. 
 
 Lo! therefore, at your feet, Reve- 
 rend Sir, I throw the following Col- 
 lection of my Lucubrations, which 
 were written (moft of 'em) within your 
 learned Walls, and under your moft 
 aufpicious Government : you will find 
 it compos'd of Poems, facred and pro- 
 phane, original, paraphrafed, imita- 
 ted, and tranflated 5 Tales, Epigrams, 
 Epiftles, Love-verfes, Elegies upon 
 departed Friends, and Satires upon li- 
 ving Enemies ; it begins with the Cre- 
 ation of the World, and ends with the 
 difcovery of that ingenious utenfil , a 
 Bottle-fcrue. 
 
 I humbly make it my requeft that I 
 may be read with the fame candour that 
 
 my
 
 (v) 
 
 my co-temporary Authors at OXFORD 
 have been j and that my rhimes may 
 be equally admir'd with others that are 
 equally dull : and I do particularly for- 
 bid your Profejfor in this Faculty to cri- 
 ticize on my Works, before he has done 
 the fame juftice to his own. 
 
 But becaufe I know that he cannot 
 forbear carping and cavilling I defign 
 to be even with him , and propofe to 
 eftablifh a very bulky Reputation upon 
 the ruins of his : For this purpofe I 
 (hall ihortly put to the Prefs fome in- 
 comparable Performances , which I 
 have by me, of that orthodox Poet $ 
 particularly an excellent new Garland, 
 intitled , The Hanover Turnip ; a copy 
 of Verfes upon the Chevalier's Pifture, 
 and another upon the death of the young 
 Prince, in which he proves the exit of 
 that fPhiggifh young Rogue to be the 
 greateft BlefTing the Nation ever re- 
 ceived j but he will be eafily forgiven 
 this little Peccadillo by thofe ferfons 
 who ought to relent it, having lately 
 experienced their good nature in a 
 
 much
 
 (vi) 
 
 much greater inftance. How happy 
 are fome men , whofe Enemies prove 
 their Friends! and how unhappy are o- 
 thers, whofe Friends prove their Ene- 
 mies! 
 
 If any perfon in the Univerfity has 
 any Pieces by him, that compliment 
 the Church^ or vilify the Revolution , 
 let him direct 'em to me in my Garret 
 at Mr. Francklttfs (not Curlh, as fome 
 perfons have fuppos'd) in Fleetflreet y 
 and they fnall be faithfully inferted. 
 
 To return to my own Labours. You 
 will find fome of 'em that make a little 
 free with your lacred Order ; but as 
 every candid reader will fuppofe that 
 I aim at bad Clergymen only, I am 
 Jure they cannot give you the leaft un- 
 eafinels. 
 
 This is all I flidl fay of the follow- 
 ing Collection,- I will therefore now 
 throw afide the Poet, and fpeak to you 
 in the character of an unhappy young 
 Fellow, who has, by his erroneous 
 Principles , fallen under your heavy 
 rej and has been expell'tthotti 
 
 your
 
 ( vii ) 
 
 your AffeBionSy as well as your Col- 
 lege. 
 
 Don't think, dear Sir, that I am 
 going to charge you with any injuftice, 
 or even unkindnefs to me : no ,- on the 
 contrary, I have receiv'd abundance of 
 favours from your hands, and I am re- 
 folv'd to acknowledge them. 
 
 In the firft place j if ten thoufand 
 kind promifes to ferve me to the utmoft 
 of your power if repeated declarations 
 of your Concern for my Welfare and 
 Profperity, are any Obligations, how 
 infinitely am I oblig'd to you ? I don't 
 indeed fay that you ever perform'd any 
 of thofe numerous Promiles, or that in 
 any one inftance you ever fliew'd that 
 Concern you profefs'd for me - y but I dare 
 not blame you for that; it would be 
 wounding the whole body of great Men 
 at once thro 3 your fides. 
 
 Secondly $ It was under your wife 
 Administration, that I firft arriv'd at 
 any Knowledge in the world : I came 
 to your College a raw, ignorant fchool- 
 boy, and fooliilily thought Mankind 
 
 in
 
 in earneft in what they profefled > I 
 took Liberty for a real Blefling, and 
 Religion for the real Worfhip of God ; 
 I often remember how fcrupulous I was 
 in the moft common concerns of Life ; 
 with what awful dread I took an Oath, 
 and with what tremendous veneration 
 I received the Sacrament : but how much 
 I am improved for the better fince, let 
 my worfl Enemies bear witnefs. 
 
 I rafhly judg'd of Religion by the 
 Works it produc'd, and of its Pro- 
 fefTors by the fanftity of their Behavi- 
 our j but I am now convinc'd of a great 
 Truth, namely, that Faith and a good 
 Life are utterly independent of each 
 other, and that a Tree may bring forth 
 bad Fruit, without fear of being hewn 
 down and caft into the Fire. 
 
 It is likewife, under your excellent 
 Adminiftration, that I made my felf 
 Matter of a pipe of Tobacco, a Bottle, 
 and a Syllogifm : I got acquainted with 
 abundance of crabbed Names and me- 
 taphyfical Gentlemen, who formerly 
 gave me terrible apprehenlions $ but 
 
 after
 
 (ix) 
 
 alter a little converfation with them., 
 I found them to be very civil, harm- 
 lefs Fellows, and fo far from having any 
 bad meaning, that they had really no 
 meaning at all : indeed they have been 
 made the tools of very wicked Men, 
 and for very wicked purpofes but fo 
 have many non-meaning Blockheads as 
 well as they. 
 
 To you, Sir, and to the learned old 
 Woman , my Mother , I am alfo indebt- 
 ed for the title and privileges of a Gen- 
 tleman: when I came to the Univerfi- 
 ty, I thought my felf a vile Plebeian ; 
 but I am told that a liberal Education 
 intitles me to a liberal Character, and 
 accordingly I have now clapt on a 
 Sword, zTye-iyig, and a laced Hat, and 
 keep company with the beft Gentlemen 
 
 in the County Indeed I am my felf, 
 
 by Birth, a fort of a Gentleman, for 
 my Father was a Country Grazier, and 
 my Grandfather, a Country Parfort, 
 which is (you will fay) no mean Extrac- 
 tion 5 but vix ea noflra voco, and methinks 
 I would fet up, on .a ftock of my own. 
 
 a Nor
 
 (O 
 
 Nor ought I to forget the good ad- 
 vice and many kind warnings you were 
 pleafed to give me : You fairly told 
 me beforehand, that I did not take the 
 right way to a Fellowlhip in YOUR 
 College 5 that, if I expected any friends 
 there, I muft not follow my own wild 
 opinions., nor my own hair-brain'd 
 judgment : You told me that I -had the 
 character of a turbulent, objlinate, ma- 
 licious, ill-natufd Fellow,- and (what 
 is ftill worfe than all, faid you) that I 
 was inclin'd to Infidelity: upon which 
 I faid within my felf, How good and joyful 
 a thing it is for Brethren to dwell together 
 in Unity? 
 
 Happy had it been for me, if I had 
 followed your advice ! but inftead of 
 that, like a fool, I got a cock-horfe 
 upon Reafon, and gallop'd away in 
 romantick fearch of a fair Lady, called 
 Truth, whom after many tedious jour- 
 nies, and obftinate encounters by the 
 way, I found at laft in a large Caftle, 
 guarded by a numerous Regiment of 
 mack Giants, who told me that fhewas 
 i their
 
 (xi) 
 
 their Prifoner, and that it was in vain 
 for me to attempt her refcue. They 
 told me farther , that they and their 
 predeceffors had kept her there for a- 
 bove a.thoufand years y and had levied 
 upon Mankind immenfe fums of Money 
 for maintaining them in religious ig- 
 norance j which they conftantly paid 
 with great thankfnlnefs and humility. 
 
 Thefe and fever al other ftich like 
 favours have I received from You and 
 my academical Step-mother : there are 
 alfb feveral other things which Flern 
 and Blood affured me were very ba4 
 ufage ; but I comforted my felf under 
 them with the thought of what a mer- 
 ry Friend of mine fays, that it is for 
 the good of our Souls , that you ufe our 
 Bodies fo til : I am glad that the Par- 
 fons in this one inftance come fo near 
 the Almighty, whom they, are hir'd to 
 imitate , and chaften whom they love - y 
 fure they muft love me dearly well ! I 
 rejoice in their kind feverities; for let 
 them but fuffer me to make the beft of 
 a 2 the
 
 (xii) 
 
 the next world, I care not how mifera- 
 ble they make me in this. 
 
 You will pardon me, good Sir, if 
 I think it necefTary for your Honour 
 to mention the many heinous crimes 
 for which I was brought to fhame. None 
 were indeed publickly alledged againft 
 me at that time , becaufe it might as 
 well be done afterwards ; fare old Eng- 
 lijhmen can never forget, that there is 
 iiich a thing in the world as hanging a 
 Man firft, and trying him afterwards : 
 ib far'd it with me - y my Profecutors 
 firft proved me, by an undeniable Ar- 
 gument, to be no Fellow of St. JOHN'S 
 College, and then to be the Lord 
 knows what. 
 
 My Indictment, as it is collected out 
 of the faithful Annals of common Fame, 
 runs thus. 
 
 ^Id-vices from OXFORD fay, that on 
 the2^thof]\mc y 1719, one NICHOLAS 
 AMHURST of St. JOHN'S College iv as ex- 
 fell' d for the following Reafom:
 
 ( xiii ) 
 
 Imprimis, For loving foreign Turnips 
 and Presbyterian Bifhops. 
 
 Item, For believing that Steeples and 
 Organs are not abfolutely necefTary to 
 falvation. 
 
 Item, For Ingratitude to his Bene- 
 faftor, that fpotlefs Martyr, St. WIL- 
 LIAM LAUD. 
 
 Item, for Preaching without Orders, 
 and Praying without a Commiflion. 
 
 Item, For lampooning Prieftcraft 
 and Petticoatcraft. 
 
 Ghiam be'ne convenmnt Sf in una fede 
 
 morantur? 
 
 Item, For not lampooning the Go- 
 vernment and the Revolution. 
 
 Item, For prying mto/ecret Hiftory. 
 Item, To prevent the fame. 
 
 My natural Modefty will not permit 
 me , like other Apologifts, to vindi-> 
 cate my felf in any one particular - y the 
 whole Charge is io artfully drawn up, 
 that no rcafonable perfon would think 
 
 think
 
 xv 
 
 ever the better of me, fliould I juftify 
 my felf till Doomfday. 
 
 Pudet h<ec opprobrta nobis 
 
 Rt dtci potuiffe , 8? non potmjje refelli. 
 
 I am willing to fubmit to any accu- 
 fation which fb candid and impartial a 
 perfon as common Fame mail bring a- 
 gaiaft me,- for tho' (he has made but 
 a fcurvy fort of a Blade of me $ yet if 
 her Reports will be allow'd to be au- 
 thentick, there are other Perfons in the 
 world as bad as my felf. 
 
 And therefore, like other polite Ma- 
 lefactors, I heartily forgive my Accu- 
 fers, and confefs that I deferv'd the 
 punifhment I fuffer'd : I am now fuffi- 
 ciently convinc'd of the folly and fot- 
 tifhnefs of Freethinking and were it 
 poflible for me to live over my days a- 
 gain, no body fhould accufe me of too 
 little Faith no, I would believe even 
 to fupererogation, and make it the fole 
 bufinefs of my Life to bolt new Myfte- 
 ries out of Scripture, and new points of 
 
 Faith
 
 (XV) 
 
 Faith more difficult and abftrufe than 
 thofe already impos'd upon Mankind, 
 to ihew how good a Churchman I could 
 be, and how much I could outftrip even 
 the Atkanafian Believers. 
 
 I can fcarce forgive my felf for 
 my childim Behaviour whilft I was 
 under your Power and Difpofal : what 
 had I to do with the Quarrels of 
 the Clergy , or the Authority of the 
 Convocation, or the Divinity of your 
 OXFORD Ladies ? Blockhead as I was ! 
 Why could not I believe every thing , 
 pay no body, and live in as much Re- 
 putation as my Neighbours ? 
 
 My Eyes are now open, and the ftu- 
 pidity of my late Conduct glares me 
 full in the face , I fee the fool-hardi- 
 nefs of oppofing popular Arguments 
 and eftablifhed Opinions - y and* what 
 mortifies me mod is, that altho' I am 
 convinc'd of an error, yet is it too late 
 to repent. 
 
 Here, methinks, you interrupt me 
 with that notable faying in your mouth, 
 vunquam fera eft ad bonos mores via : 
 
 Pho!
 
 xv 
 
 Pho! Dodor, that's all foolifh, an- 
 tiquated fluff! Our modern Ethicks 
 fay, that it is too late to repent, 
 when it is too late to get any thing by 
 it. Very well , fay you , but pray, 
 Sir, is not Virtue its own Reward? O 
 fie, Dodior ! worfe and worfe ftill , 
 Hunger, Thirft, and Nakednefs are 
 but poor Rewards, and (in my opi- 
 nion) worfe than none at all. 
 
 \ hope all young Men will take warn-^ 
 ing from me , how they meddle with 
 fpiritual Edge Tools , and ecclefiaftical 
 Prize-fighters. Who, but a Fool or a 
 Madman , would have his Pockets 
 pick'd , or his Bones broken , or be 
 turn'd out of a good Place, or into a 
 nafty Gaol merely for thinking like one 
 in his Senfesl We were fome time ago 
 allured by a very great and reverend 
 Per fon, that Freethinktng ts not now the 
 way to Preferment : and has not he made 
 his word good ? Are not the greateft 
 Bigots and Blockheads made the great- 
 eft Plwalifts? Arc not the bed Patfo- 
 wages, and the/atteftJ/tf?Cm the Re- 
 
 ward
 
 ( xvii ) 
 
 ward of Lazinefs and Ignorance ? If 
 this is not a good Argument againft 
 thin king freely, I would know what is. 
 
 Befides, Freethinking is unfafhiona- 
 ble, and makes a Man look fingular in 
 all Company it puts him to the con- 
 tinual fatigue of proving white to be 
 white, and black to be black, for which 
 he is fure to be heartily pitied and de- 
 fpis'd. 
 
 The whole world is govern'd by a 
 majority : A powerful Monarch thinks it 
 a good argument for clapping up aPeace 
 with all convenient fpeed. The fame 
 weighty argument has indue' d many an 
 holy Paftor to forlwear himfelf , and 
 comply with the necejfity of the Times. 
 In mort, it makes Kings and Parliament 
 Men ; fettles Money Bills and Articles 
 of Faith. 
 
 Another good argument againft think- 
 ing freely, or (which is juft the fame) 
 againft thinking at all, is, that it im- 
 pairs the Constitution, debilitates the 
 Nerves, renders the Countenance fal- 
 low and wrinkled, is a great nouri&er 
 b of
 
 ( xviii ) 
 
 of the Vapours, and very much inca- 
 pacitates young Fellows for the iociety 
 of Ladies. This argument has of late 
 done great fervice to the Church at 
 OXFORD. 
 
 Laftly, Frefthinfang is apt to make 
 Men think contemptuouily of Excom- 
 munication, and Abfolution, and Be- 
 nedidion, andPaffive Obedience, and 
 Hereditary Right, and Per y, and 
 other liich like Apoftolical Doctrines of 
 the Church. 
 
 Thefe few, but unanswerable argu- 
 ments will, I hope, be of fome ufe to 
 flop the growing mifchiefs of Reafon 
 and private,W^#/ry - y I have felt the fmart 
 of them my felf, and would {hew others 
 the Rock upon which I fplit: all that 
 I can do farther towards this pious end, 
 is to make a publick Recantation of 
 my Errors, which I freely do in the 
 following words. 
 
 JVkereas I N. A. formerly Member 
 of St. ]onx > s College m OXFORD, and now 
 Citizen of the wide World y have, by fome 
 
 late
 
 ( xix ) 
 
 late poifonom Writings, been unwarily and 
 fatally mijled into divers heretical and. 
 damvnMe Opinions, inconfiftent with the 
 Profperity of the vifible Church 0/ Eng- 
 land, aW'her vifible Governor s y by pro- 
 f effing an til-grounded Zeal for the in vi- 
 fible Church and her in vifible King and 
 whereas, tn confequence of this unhappy 
 Delujion, I thought my felf at liberty to 
 make ufe of thofe faculties and abilities 
 which God Almighty had given me^ tm- 
 pioufly pre fuming that he had given them 
 me for the fame purpofe - y I do hereby 
 publickly^ folemnly, and totally renounce y 
 retract, abjure ', and forever difclaim the 
 aforefaid damnable Doctrines and Opini- 
 ons 5 and I do mo ft humbly mtreat the Con- 
 vocation topardon(ifit be veniafyhts great 
 and heinous Offence^ faith fully promifing 
 that I will for the future conform my felf 
 to all their Doctrines y Opinions, Decla- 
 rations y Interpretations , and Decifions 
 whatfoever, however feemmgly unjuft in 
 themfelves y or palpably contradittory to 
 each other ^ in defiance of my own Kea~ 
 fon and private Judgment, as becomes a 
 b i
 
 good Churchman, and a ftrenuous Con- 
 tender for the Faith once delivered to 
 the Saints. 
 
 N. AMHURST. 
 
 Having made this ample Recanta- 
 tion, I expect from henceforward to 
 be look'd upon and treated as a found 
 Believer, and to reap all the Privileges 
 and Advantages which belong to that 
 glorious Character I expect that no 
 body will think the worfe of me , if I 
 loofen a little the Reins of my Life, 
 fince I have ftraiten'd thole of my Faith ,- 
 and if I mould be accidentally caught 
 tripping in any of the modiih Frail- 
 ties of Flefh and Blood , that I may 
 beexcus'd, as other great and orthodox 
 Sinners have been, in this kind man- 
 ner ; Well, well, for all that, the young 
 Man has found Principles, and hates the 
 Bijhof 0/Bangor. 
 
 I cannot forbear mentioning, upon 
 this occafion , that my prefent happy 
 Converfion is in a great meafiire owing 
 to the late ingenious Writings of the 
 
 Reve-
 
 xx 
 
 Reverend Dr. Hre y which make the 
 deeper Impreffion upon me, becaufehe 
 was once in the fame Errors with my 
 felf, tho 3 he has not thought fit to re- 
 tract them formally as I have done : but 
 as I have now lifted my felf under him, 
 I hope no body will be furpriz'd if I 
 mould tack about again, provided the 
 irrefifttble Importunities of Self-inter eft 
 and the Convocation fhould make it ne- 
 ceffary , being convinc'd that Occafeonal 
 Conformity is not a Doctrine belonging 
 to one iett of Men only, but that it is 
 grown confident with the Characters 
 of our beft Churchmen. 
 
 Thus have I reconcil'd my felf to the 
 Church again,- and to convince you 
 that I fmcerely believe you enter'd un- 
 willingly into the meafures of my Ex- 
 clufion, give me leave to acquaint the 
 World with what, I have heard, you 
 were pleafed to do in my favour. 
 
 I am informed, and pretty credibly 
 too, that when Complaints began to 
 multiply and grow loud againft me, 
 you did, in your great Goodnefs, con- 
 
 defcend
 
 ( xxii ) 
 
 defcend to write a Letter to a certain 
 reverend Relation of mine, to acquaint 
 him with my Behaviour, and the Cha- 
 racter I labour'd under, defiring at the 
 fame time his Advice what to do with 
 me 5 and that you put it in his Power to 
 keep me in my Fellowfhip, or to turn 
 me out of it. What was the Confe- 
 quence is well enough known : but I 
 rnuft oblerve that this Procedure was, 
 tho 3 honeftly and candidly dcfigned, 
 very inconfiftent with Truth and Ju- 
 ftice : for if, by my Conduct. , I did 
 either actually delerve, or, in your 
 Confcience, feem'd to deferve, what I 
 have fince fiiffer'd, I ought to luffer it, 
 whether the ufual Tendernefs of a near 
 Relation interceded in my behalf or 
 not ; and , on the other fide, if I did 
 not deferve it, neither ought I to have 
 fuffer'dit, tho' my own Father concurr'd 
 in the Sentence againft me. But I believe 
 you were led into this, by your unwil- 
 lingnefs to difoblige an old Friend who 
 keeps a good Houfe, and has good 14 me 
 in his Cellar. 
 
 I am
 
 ( xxiii ) 
 
 I am farther informed that you have 
 fmce waited upon this reverend Gen- 
 tleman , to notify unto him what 
 was done againft me, and how loth 
 you were to comply with it upon his 
 account j and that you found him fb 
 perfectly fatisfied with your Conduct, 
 and fo inveterately enrag'd againft me, 
 that he declar'd in the moft ungentle 
 manner, He cafd not what became oj- 
 me. Hei mini! 
 
 As you are a Perfon of great Can- 
 dour, and equal Integrity, I will cha- 
 ritably fuppofe that you play 'd no falfe 
 Play j but that you ufed no unjuft Arts to 
 rob me of the Affections of fo valuable 
 a Friend , but that you reprefented my 
 Cafe to him in the faireftand moft im- 
 partial manner: I will fuppofe this, 
 tho' I have been told to the contrary. 
 
 If you dealt honeftly with me, and 
 honourably with him, you allured him 
 that it was folely on account of my 
 obnoxious Opinions that I loft my Fel- 
 lowlhip ; or that , if you aggravated 
 my bad Principles with bad Practices, 
 
 you
 
 ( xxiv ) 
 
 you affur'd him you never did nor ever 
 will admit fo immoral a Perfon as my 
 felf into your College whilft you govern 
 it: if you did thus, no doubt you will 
 ftand by it, and then I will acquit you 
 with all my Heart. 
 
 The pravity and finfulnefs of my 
 Opinions I have (iifficiently confefs'd 
 and repented of in my Recantation , 
 and as for Morality, I hope no body 
 can charge me with violating that part 
 ef it which relates to Friendfhip y Ho- 
 nour ', and common Honefty - y if I have 
 been lefs careful of that, which in- 
 jures my felf only, it is a frailty that 
 is common to Humanity , and almoit 
 inie par able from it : perhaps I ROW 
 and then take my Glafs too freely , or 
 kifs a pretty Woman m a Corner but I 
 pay my Debts honeftly, and defraud no 
 body. I wifh I had not, at this time, 
 inftances before my Eyes of Men molt 
 notoriouily guilty of dtfhoneft^ knavtfh 
 Immorality 5 which, in my Creed, is 
 much the worfe of the two. 
 
 I know
 
 ( XXV ) 
 
 I know a certain Perfbn m the world, 
 who was left Guardian to a young Wo- 
 man, who is fince married,- and tho 7 
 the greateft Importunity has been 
 made, for above four Years, together 
 Fortune out of the Hands of this unjufl 
 Steward^ yet all has proved ineffectual : 
 What makes this piece of Barbarity ftill 
 more barbarous, is, that her Hufband 
 was a young Man and a Tradefman then 
 juft fet up - fo that the Money would 
 have been of the greateft Advantage to 
 him 5 and this fraudulent Detention of 
 it has already prov'd of the greateft 
 Difadvantage. I do not defign to point 
 out the Perfon now, becaufe I hope he 
 will take this Hint and pay the Money ; 
 otherwife I am refolv'd to fet forth 'all 
 the Circumftances, and produce him 
 publickly, even tho 5 he fhould be found 
 (which God forbid!) withia your own 
 Walls. He is a Perfon long fince infa- 
 mous for fuch inhuman Practices. 
 
 But to return to my dear felf once 
 more. I have indeed been a very 
 naughty Boy; but, in my Lay-Opi- 
 
 nion,
 
 ( xxvi ) 
 
 nion , I have done pretty ample Pe- 
 nance for all my Offences : I have loft 
 a good Fellowship , and ( which was 
 much more valuable to me) your good 
 Opinion ; my Enemies infiilt my Mif- 
 fortunes, and even my Friends blame 
 my Imprudence for bringing them up- 
 on my felf ; the firfl look upon me as 
 a Bigot to the worft of Principles ; and 
 the laft as a Betrayer of the befl , by 
 maintaining them in too great a Lati- 
 tude , and with too much Openneft : 
 Thefe pity me, and thofe defpife me > 
 nay (to tell you a Secret) I began to 
 defpiic my felf, 'till I had made my 
 Peace again with the Church. 
 
 I was particularly unfortunate in the 
 Difpleafure of a pretty female Relation, 
 who (upon hearing that I was expelld 
 from the Univerfity for that is our 
 Country Phrafe) exclaim'd with fome 
 Vehemence, that me was forry I mould 
 bring fuch a Difgrace upon the FAMILY! 
 Now as I ought to be as much .con- 
 cern 5 d for the Honour of the AMHUR- 
 STIAN Family as this fair Lady $ I have 
 
 i fen-
 
 ( xxvti ) 
 
 ferioufly taken it into my Confidera- 
 tion, how my Exclufion could poflibly 
 bring any Difgrace upon it ; and after 
 Examination find quite the contrary to 
 what this fair Kinfwoman of mine im- 
 plicitly alledges to be true : for 
 
 1. The Honour of our Houfe is fb 
 well eftablifhed by our Predecelfors , 
 who (it is well known) were Heroes, 
 and Patriots, and Lovers of their Coun- 
 try in the worft of Times, andknock'd 
 down Giants, and flew Dragons that it 
 is out of the Power of any of its corrupt 
 Defendants to bring any real Difgrace 
 upon it. 
 
 2. Lord have Mercy upon many of 
 the nobleft Families in England^ if the 
 Vices of the prefent Generation are 
 any Blots to the original Stock it lelf. 
 
 3. On the contrary, fuppofing I have 
 degenerated from the Virtues I am Heir 
 to j yet TnyExclufion^ inftead of bringing 
 a Difgrace upon my Family, is the belt 
 Juftification of it. I would afk anyrea- 
 fonable Chriftian, whether the Fall of 
 the Apoftate Angels brought any Dif- 
 
 c> gra
 
 ( xxviii ) 
 
 grace upon the Angelick Family ? Or 
 whether it would not have rather feem- 
 ed a Difgrace to it, if they had not 
 fell. Thus., had I continued in the 
 high and eminent Station of a Fellow 
 of St. JOHN'S College in OXFORD, I 
 might indeed have brought Difgrace 
 upon my Family - y but being caft-down 
 from thence, into the low and grovel- 
 ing Condition, in which I now am, 
 it is impoffible for me to doit, and my 
 worthy Relations need be under no Ap- 
 prehenfions upon my account. 
 
 YotirGoodneis, Sir, will pardon this 
 Digreffion, and will not, I believe, think 
 it wholly impertinent: but you will ob- 
 lerve, how apt Authors are to contra- 
 dict themfelves - y I fet out with afluring 
 you, that I would not, like other De- 
 dicators, make you any Compliments ; 
 and yet, by confefling fuch an heap of 
 Iniquities, have I made you the great- 
 eft Compliment that the moft fulfome 
 Wretch in thisArt could poflibly invent. 
 How much ought that Man to be re- 
 fpected (eipecially by the Clergy and the 
 
 Liuftes)
 
 ( xxix ) 
 
 Ladies) who remov'd fuch a Nuifance 
 out of a polite and chriftian Society ? 
 But I muft complain of one thing - y 
 whether reafonably or not, let the 
 World judge : when I was voted out of 
 your College, and the Nuifance was 
 thereby remov'd > I thought the Refent- 
 ments of the holy ones would have pro- 
 ceeded no farther - y I am fure the Caufe 
 of Virtue and found Religion (which 
 I was thought to offend) required no 
 more ,- nor could it be of any poffible 
 Advantage to the Church to defcend 
 into my private Affairs, and ftir up my 
 Creditors in the Univerfity to take hold 
 of me at a Difadvantage, before I 
 could get any Money return'd to pay 
 'em y but there are fome Perfons in 
 the World, who think nothing unjuft 
 or inhuman in the Profecution of their 
 implacable Revenge. 
 
 As this is a very material Circum- 
 ftanceof my Life, and of the temper of 
 fome others^ I will give the Reader a 
 fhort account of this matter truly and 
 impartially, as I will atteft it upon my 
 
 Honour
 
 ( xxx ) 
 
 Honour or my Oath, if fo vile a Fel- 
 low may be believ'd in either. 
 
 I was difmifs'd from College on 
 Monday the ipth of June ; the next 
 Day I went fourteen or fifteen Miles 
 into Berk/hire to fee a Relation, where 
 I ftaid till the Friday following : I had 
 before fent for Money to difcharge all 
 my Debts at OXFORD, being ap- 
 priz'd of the Defign of turning me 
 out of College. On Saturday Morn- 
 ing Mr. W. my Mercer called upon 
 me at my Lodgings, and afk'd me 
 how long I fhould ftay in Town,- I 
 anfwer'd, 'till I receiv'd a Bill for 
 Money to pay what I owed there, and 
 no longer. He went away feemingly 
 well fatisy'd, and neither alk'd me for 
 Money , nor deliver' d me his Bill , 
 nor indeed had he written it out : but 
 when I came home to my Lodgings 
 at Night, the Chamberlain told me 
 that Mr. Cox the Sergeant had enquir'd 
 for me. The next Morning I .fent for 
 him, and defired to know his Bufmefs, 
 and he told me he had a Writ againft 
 
 me
 
 ( xxxi ) 
 
 me at the Suit of Mr. W. but it being 
 Sunday did not ferve it. By this time 
 I had receiv'd a Note for Money pay- 
 able at Sight, which (as things it feems 
 were order'd) brought me Liberty a- 
 long with it. I then waited upon 
 Mr. W. and enquired of him the Rea- 
 fbn of fiich uncommon a Proceeding. 
 In anfwer to which, with the utmoft 
 Confufion and Marks of Sorrow, he 
 told me that he was inftigated to it by 
 Perfom of my own College, who allured 
 him, that if he ever expected his Mo- 
 ney, he muft arreft me immediately ; 
 for, faid they, he will go off privately 
 to morrow morning, will pay no bo- 
 dy, nor will ever be heard of again, 
 for he defigns to go mto the Army $ 
 which you know, Sir, at OXFORD, 
 fignifies the fame as running away. I 
 fhew'd him my Note, and offer'd to 
 leave it with him, which he refufed, 
 defiring to be forgiven this rafli and 
 filly Action in the moft paffionate man- 
 ner ; he profefs'd that he had rather 
 have cut off his right Hand than have 
 
 done
 
 ( xxxii ) 
 
 done it, and was overjoy'd that the Writ 
 was not ferv'd, with much more to the 
 fame effect - y and often repeated it, that 
 he mould never have done it, if feme 
 Perfons of my own College had not urged 
 him to it. 
 
 Herein again , Sir, I perfe&ly ac- 
 quit you, well knowing tnat you have 
 too much Humanity and Good-Nature 
 to be engag'd in fo mean-fpirited an 
 Adion , your Friendmip for the Re- 
 verend Gentleman my Relation, whom 
 I juft now mentioned, would not have 
 fuffer'd you to do it, were there no 
 other Motive : but befides that, I am 
 confident you are too well acquaint- 
 ed with the World, not to know that 
 if every one were to be lerved in the 
 fame rigid manner, they might not 
 come off quite fb well as I did. 
 
 Now I am making my Complaints 
 to you, another thing comes into my 
 Head, which I think very hard, if it 
 be true. 
 
 I am told that you had Information 
 of fonie of the moft material Secrets of 
 
 my
 
 ( xxxiii ) 
 
 my Life, from a Quarter^ where you 
 ought leaft to expett, or I to fear it. I 
 could not fiifpect the Perfon, I mean, 
 to be capable of fiich difingenuous 
 Dealing $ neither did I fufpeft that I 
 had any Enemy in the World, who 
 would ftoop fo low as to encourage it. 
 But what fhall we fay ? Birds of a Fea- 
 ther, Sec. fays a good old Proverb. 
 
 It is fome Confolation to me under 
 all my Misfortunes, that I am not the 
 only Perfon, who has fuffer'd for hete- 
 rodox Opinions in OXFORD ; I have feen 
 with my own Eyes many a young Fellow 
 deny'd his Degree upon this Account ; I 
 have feen them hated, calumniated and 
 inlulted in the mod difcouraging man- 
 ner j fome have been expelPd before me^ 
 and we have one remarkable inftance 
 fince, how zealous the reverend HEADS 
 of Colleges are to pluck up Herejy by 
 the Roots, and purge away the laft 
 Dregs of thofe pernicious Principles 
 which muft otherwife end in the Ruin of 
 the be ft conflituted Church m the IVorld. 
 
 d You,
 
 ( xxxiv ) 
 
 You, Sir., in a particular manner de~ 
 ferve our Thanks, for your many ftre- 
 nuous Pulpit-Attacks upon thofe two 
 troublefome Herefiarchs y common Senfe 
 and theBirtiop of B r: I do not men- 
 tion common Honefty, tho' he is forely 
 fufpeded of Ill-will to the Church, be- 
 caufe he has not as yet been formally 
 excommunicated , 
 
 )uod dm multumque defideratmn. 
 
 I hope what I have faid is Efficient 
 to vindicate my felf from a Report, that 
 J am the Author oif a late fcandalous 
 Libel, called, A Letter from a Student 
 m Grubftreet to a Reverend High-Priefi 
 and Head of a College m OXFORD, 8cc. 
 which, fome People, luppos'd. was le^ 
 yell'd at you : I proteft to you, Dpdor, 
 with oneHand laid orthodoxly upon my 
 Heart, and both my Eyes ftrain'd up to 
 Heav'n in a very religious manner, that 
 / know nothing of the matter - y nay , I 
 \yould fwear it, were I not well affur'd 
 that no body will prelume to queftion 
 
 the
 
 ( XXXV ) 
 
 the bare Word of one wlio Kv'd three 
 Years (under the Influence of your good 
 Example) in a College where Lying 
 and jalfe Wttnefs are fo exempiarity 
 punifli'd and difcoittag'd. 
 
 I am glad to hear that find: Enquiry 
 is made after the Author and Printer 
 of that villainous Libel, and that the 
 Profecution of them is undertaken by 
 fuch able Hands as that eminent Biblio- 
 pole, the worthy Mr. J h Byr y 
 and the Right Reverend 
 
 Let me conclude with afTuring you 
 that however defpicably you may think 
 of me, I will ftill retain the fame good 
 Opinion of you, that I ever had, and 
 will not fail to pay my Refpeds to you 
 whenever an Opportunity offers , nay, 
 I wilt frame Opportunities on purpofe, 
 rather than be wanting in this parti- 
 cular. 
 
 That you may long live a Pattern 
 of Learning and Piety to our famous 
 Univerfity that St. JOHN'S College 
 may long enjoy fo faithful a Steward 
 and indulgent a Father that as a Re- 
 d i ward
 
 ( xxxvi ) 
 
 ward for your Virtues, you may tafte 
 all the good things of this World, and 
 late, (ah! very late) receive the Fruits 
 of your Labours in another, is the con- 
 ftant and hearty Prayer of, 
 
 Reverend Sir, 
 Tour moft obttgd, 
 raoft obedient, 
 moft devoted, and 
 woft grateful, humble Servmt y 
 
 N. AMHURST,
 
 THE 
 
 CONTENTS. 
 
 \HE Mofaical Creation; aParaphrafe onthe 
 firfl Chapter of Genefis, Page r 
 
 The Deftruttion of Pharaoh in the Red Sea, 1 4 
 'The Legend: A Poem to the Memory of Sir 
 TH o. WHITE, Founder of St. J o H N'J College 
 in OXFORD, z? 
 
 Upon the Death of Mr. ADDISON, infcrib'd to the Earl 
 of WARWICK, 32, 
 
 TARQUIN and LUCRECE. Addrefs*d to a young Lady 
 in OXFORD, who had been ravifid, 58 
 
 CATULLUS imitated. Epigram 7. 41 
 
 GATULLUS imitated. Ep. j\ 42 
 
 CATULLUS to himfelf^ 45 
 
 On the Images of the nine leaden Mufes upon the 
 Printing Houfe in Oxford, 4f 
 
 CATULLUS imitated. Epigram 5*8. 47 
 
 On CLOE. An Epigram^ 
 On the tenth 0/June, 
 CUPID match d) 
 I'o a Lady whofaidjhe 
 
 and LAURA, 
 a Friend in London, 
 
 48 
 49 . 
 
 never marry a,WT)ig, fr 
 f 
 f 5 
 MAHO-
 
 MAHOMET'J Kingdom, f& 
 
 CATULLUS imitated. Epigram 81. j-8 
 
 Warning to young married Men, fp 
 JUPITER and CLOE, 6i 
 
 Advice to my f elf, on being threatned to be expeffd, 6$ 
 The Freethinker converted, 66 
 
 To a Friend in London, upon my returning to College, 68 
 Upon Parties, 70 
 
 Upon the fame, 74 
 
 An Epilogue for the tragedy of King HENRY IV. of 
 France^ defign'd to have beenfpoken by CHARLOT- 
 
 TA, 7f 
 
 fbt Wijh, 77 
 
 2o the Memory of Sir THOMAS TAYLOR,. 85 
 
 To Mrs. CENTLIVRE, at that time dangeroujly ill, pj 
 
 To the fame, pf 
 
 JLpigram on Dr. CRASSUS, P7 
 
 On the fame, p8 
 
 Oft the fame, 99 
 
 On the fame, . 100 
 
 To the Author of Sir WALTER RALEIGH, 102, 
 
 The BOTTLE-SCRUE, a Tale, 105* 
 
 THE
 
 THE 
 
 MOSAICAL 
 
 CREATIO 
 
 
 A Par agrafe on the fir ft Chapter 
 of Genefk 
 
 X the dark Backward of fix thor.faiid years, 
 (So Mofes writes and all our chriflian Seers) 
 
 Eternal Night, without a glimpfe of Day, 
 
 Earth, fcas, and heaven, in one blind Chaos thrown, 
 
 Andyears,and monthsjanddays^vere namcsunknown, 
 
 'Till God mark'd out th' interminable {pace, 
 
 And ftsmp'd Creation on the/ormlefs rrafs j 
 
 k Wide
 
 C 2 ] 
 
 Wide o'er the Void his genial Wings he fpread. 
 And entity uprear'd its infant head , 
 Prone to her center funk the earth below, 
 And o'er her face the rifing Waters flow. 
 
 Let there be Light, faid God j and fudden light 
 Sprung from the Deep, and bnrft the womb of night - y 
 Dreadful it gleam'd along the barren Wafte, 
 Hell ftartled, and old Chaos Hood aghaft j 
 From the dusk gloom he call'd the chearful light, 
 Prefcrib'd it's bounds, and wing'd it for the flight. 
 God faw, approv'd, and blefs'd the fpreading Ray : 
 And thejrr/f Ev'ning clos'd ilie frf -created Day. 
 
 Again th' Almighty faid j let us prepare 
 A wide expanfe of undulating Air ^ 
 And let it be, the Waters to remove 
 Beneath the firmament, from thofe above j 
 He fpoke benign ^ and with his outftretch'd hand 
 Eftablifh'd the immutable command : 
 
 Forth-
 
 [ J ] 
 
 Forthwith thin vapours from the gulph arffe, 
 Cloud after cloud, and thicken into Skies j 
 God faw and blefs'd : while choral Angels phy, 
 And crown with joyful hymns thefecond Day. 
 
 Still was the earth in ambient oceans drown'd, 
 Kor knew the waters their appointed bound : 
 When thus again Heav'ns all-fufficient Lord 
 Thro' the dark Void pronoune'd his pow'rful word -, 
 Hear and obey, ye waters, that below 
 The firmament in wild diforder flow -, 
 Be gather'd into one capacious bed, 
 And let Dry-land upheave her naked head ; 
 Th' Almighty thus-, and fudden at the word, 
 Obedient down the hills the torrents pour'd ; 
 Thro' porous veins impetuous waters fweep, 
 And headlong croud into a chryftal heap : 
 Low funk beneath the hollow'd earth provides 
 An ample bairn for the rulhing tides. 
 
 B z ,Emcr-
 
 C 4 ] 
 
 Emerging hills, and broken rocks arife 
 
 And lift their craggy fummits to the skies. 
 
 God faw it, and confirm'd the wife decree, 
 
 He nam'd the Dry-land, Earth, the Waters, Sea : 
 
 And faid, let lufty verdure cloathe the earth, 
 
 And let the Melds conceive a various birth -, 
 
 Let tender Grafs, and painted Flow'rs arife, 
 
 And to the feafon truft their gaudy Dies } 
 
 Let lofty Trees their lhady honours fpread, 
 
 And fragrant Herbs perfume the fpringing Mead, 
 
 Scarce had he fpoke, when lo ! the quick'ning ground 
 Spontaneous fmiPd, with vernal beauties crown'd : 
 Flow'r, Herb, and Grafs, arife } and o'er the Plain 
 Mature for harveft waves the bearded grain ; 
 Unplanted trees drive deep their branching roots, 
 Spread in the air, and bend with golden fruits. 
 God faw it, that 'twas good, and blefs'd it all, 
 And the third day beheld the fhadows fall, 
 
 Again,
 
 [ 5 1 
 
 Again, faidGod^ let radiant Orbs appear 
 Thro' the wide kingdoms of the Hemifpherc; 
 Alternate day and darknefs to divide, 
 And o'er the feafons of the year prefide. 
 
 And God created two vaft Orbs of light, 
 To bear dividual rule by day and night : 
 And firft the Sun, an huge, unweildy fphere 
 He fixt aloft, to lead the circling year } 
 To fpread around his luftre, and bellow 
 Prolific influence on the world below. 
 To the bright Car he join'd the flaming horfe, 
 Furnifh'd with light } and pointed out his courfe : 
 With gen'rous courage, from the barrier freed, 
 O'er the wide azure, bounds th' ethereal fteed 5 
 'Till from afar he views the lefs'ning Eaft, 
 And haftens down the ruddy-colour'd Weft ; 
 There forms, in halcyon waves, a downy bed, 
 To reft his weary limbs, and quench his burning head- 
 
 Oppos'd
 
 Oppos'd to him the filver Moon difplays 
 Her fpotted Orb, and burns with fainter rays ; 
 With level'd afped views his golden urn, 
 Feafts on his beams, and fills her famiih'd horn ; 
 Which the Almighty falhion'd, to prefide 
 O'er winds and waves, and rule the angry tide ^ 
 With fpangling Stars to join her trembling light, 
 And mare the gloomy empire of the night : 
 Of fpangling Stars Iprung forth, at his command, 
 'And roll'd their deftin'd orbs, a num'rous band ^ 
 Darknefs repuls'd, day fcarce could night outvye, 
 And on the World beftow a brighter sky. 
 God law, approv'd and blefs'd what he had made, 
 And the fourth day feceiv'd the falling made. 
 
 And God faid j let the fruitful Waters teem, 
 And moving creatures glide thro' e\rry ftream \ 
 Let feather'd Fowl thro' fluid kingdoms fly, 
 And with their pinions fan the floating sky- 
 He
 
 He fpoke-,and ftrait the pregnantSeas brought forth 
 And ev'ry billow teem'd a fcaly birth ; 
 The huge Leviathan from fide to fide 
 Tumbled along, and fbunc'd the thundring tide - 
 On the fmooth Calm the arching Dolphins play, 
 And fhape, in fportive chace, their liquid way, 
 
 While Embryo Fowl diftend the tepid Shells, 
 Mature for life, and burft their fcanty cells j 
 Or loofly rang'd, or firmly wedg'd they rife, 
 A feather'd cloud, and blacken half the Skies. 
 The ftrong-pounc'd Eagle, with unwearied fight, 
 Tow'rs the bright fun to his meridian height. 
 The elegiac Nightingale prepares 
 Her ev'ning fong, and finks in folemn airs. 
 The Lark melodious, poiz'd on level'd wings, 
 Hangs in mid air, and brisker carols lings j 
 Borne on the breeze her filver warblings float : 
 And the Creator fwells in ev'ry note. 
 
 The
 
 C 8 ] 
 
 The crefted Cock, with a ma jeftick mien, 
 
 Pains his fhril voice, and flruts along the Green. 
 
 With leathern oars the filver Swan divides 
 
 The lake, and proudly o'er the mirrour rides. 
 
 While that fair bird, whofe varied plumes unfold 
 
 Myriads of ftarry eyes, and gems of Gold, 
 
 .With confcious pride fpreads forth his gorgeous train, 
 
 And with brocaded Pinions fweeps the plain. 
 
 God faw that it was good j and, gracious, faid, 
 
 (In mantling thunder and in winds aray'd ) 
 
 Be fruitful, O ! ye creatures, that repair 
 
 On painted Wings thro' Fields of buoyant Air - ; 
 
 Be fruitful, O ! ye creatures, that divide 
 
 The reftlefs Waves, and cleave the briny tide ; 
 
 Female, and male increafe j with genial feed 
 
 Replenifh ev'ry flream, and multiply your breed. 
 
 While yet he fpoke, the youthful Sun defcends, 
 
 And the fifth day in gloomy darknefs ends. 
 
 Once
 
 Once more th' Almighty faid } let fruitful Earth 
 Unfold her womb, and teem with num'rous birth : 
 Let cattle in the field expeft their food, 
 And favage beafls frequent the lonely wood ; 
 Let reptile animals, a minim race, 
 And various infeds fwarm in ev'ry place. 
 
 Strait way the earth impregnated conceives, 
 And the fwol'n globe with num'rous offspring heaves. 
 The fhaggy Lyon, and the briftled Boar 
 Rife into life, and thro' the defart, roar -, 
 The Ox and Tyger crowd the peaceful plain, 
 And the fleet Courfer makes his flowing mane-, 
 The vail Behemoth, of enormous fize, 
 Starts from the glebe, and rolls his glaring eyes } 
 * Behemoth, largeft of all nature's race, 
 With ribs of iron, and with nerves of brafs } 
 
 * job 4. 15. 
 
 C His
 
 [ io 3 
 
 His loins are ftronger than the temper'd mail, 
 And like a cedar moves his length of tail. 
 
 Still there remains, faid God, the nobleft part, 
 The boldeft effort of creating Art : 
 After our likenefs let us draw the plan, 
 And in our image build immortal Man\ 
 Man o'er the riches of the earth to reign, 
 Of tracklefs air, and vail unbounded main \ 
 Endow'd with reafon, and a pow'r to Will, 
 Inclin'd to good, tho' not rcftrain'd from 111. 
 
 And from the dull God fhap'd the human frame, 
 And in his Noftrils breath'd the living flame } 
 Female and Male he fhap'd them } to command 
 Earth, air and.feas, and blefs his righteous hand ; 
 The brute machine confefs'd th' informing ray, 
 And infant Motion warm' d the ftrugling clay : 
 Wak'd into life, his eyes begin to roll, 
 His heart to beat, to meditate his foul - 7 
 
 Bred
 
 C 3 
 
 Erect to heav'n he lifts his ardent fight, 
 Charm'd with thofe glorious orbs, and wotlds of 
 rolling light. 
 
 Female and Male Godfiafd the human frumt 
 Incorporate, confubftantial, and the fame 9 
 In the Man's fide, his confbrt, Woman, lay, 
 Nor yet call'd forth to view the chearful day , 
 But Adam flept } for God his eyelids prefs'd, 
 And took the beauteous Female from his breaft, 
 From a ftol'n Rib the fhining creature rofe, 
 Frcfh, fair, and fpotlefs as the falling fnows 
 Sparkling and gay as the primoeval light, 
 Soft to the touch and lovely to the fight, 
 With polilh'd features, but an artlefs mind, 
 Unequal fate ! to damn and bleis Mankind. 
 Like fragrant flowers me breath'd commanding love, 
 And her eyes glitter'd, like the ftars above, 
 Soch arming was the Mother of our Race, 
 That Angels gazxi in tranfport on her F^ce. 
 
 C z \v:-.c.i
 
 [ 12 1 
 
 When thus, in words which,loud as thunder, broke, 
 Th' Almighty to his new Vicegerent fpoke -, 
 While lift'ning Seraphs on each accent hung, 
 And heav'ns high domes with hallow'd los rung. 
 
 c: Hail, thou great mafterpiece of skill divine, 
 a In.whom the features of thy Maker fliine ; 
 " For thee alone this fpatious globe was made, 
 " And the dark fearchlefs plan of nature laid ; 
 " For thee the feafons and the year roll round, 
 cc With beauteous flow'rs and plenteous harvefts, 
 
 crown'd ^ 
 
 " The Wind, fubfervient to thy grandeur blows, 
 " Each tree bears fruit, and every river flows , 
 " For thee is made, whatever may conduce 
 <c To pjeafure, profit, ornament and ufe^ 
 cc Filh, Fowl and Cattle fnall obey thy Word, 
 " And Woman own thee her defpotick Lord. 
 
 Enrich'd
 
 te Enrich'd with blefllngs mount thy earthly throne, 
 " Subjeft to thy Creator-God alone : 
 e< Female and Male in nuptial bands be join'd, 
 w Preferve your image and improve your kind. 
 
 Thus fpake and ceas'd the dread, orrinific God, 
 And up the Heav'n of Heav'ns triumphant rode, 
 From whence reclin'd the new-born world he view'd, 
 Jlis handy labour, and pronounc'd it good j 
 The weflern Sun now mot a feeble light, 
 And theyT^day was wrapt in fhades of night. 
 
 The
 
 The Deftru&ion of P H A R A o H 
 in the Red Sea. 
 
 A Paraphrafe on the fourteenth 
 Chapter of Exodus. 
 
 fill unrelenting Pharaoh's heart remain'd, 
 I And ftill the Tyrant in his bofom reign'd \ 
 Mofes invainout-ftretch'd the facred rod, 
 And Ifrael groan'd in bondage to their God, 
 The pow'rful arm of vengeance he defy'd, 
 Nor could repeated plagues unbend his pride : 
 With Flies, with Hail and Fire in vain he flrove, 
 And noifome Soils, his Ihibborn heart to rnove j 
 
 The
 
 C'53 
 
 The waters roll'd along, a crimfon flood, 
 And Nib her guilty banks diftain'd with blood, 
 Locufts the promife of the earth deflroy, 
 And Frogs and Lice his luxuries annoy, 
 The grazing Cattle feel a fudden wound, 
 Horfe,Sheep and Camel prefs th'unwholefom ground, 
 Thro' e/fgypf's coafts the black'ning clouds arife, 
 And darknefs, to be felt, involves the skies : 
 But ftill he trifled with divine command, 
 And fcoff'd indignant heav'n's avenging hand ; 
 At length th' Almighty gave th' unwilling ftroke 
 To wreft his chofen from the painful yoke ; 
 Throughout the land, each fofter method try'd, 
 pf man and beaft the guiltlefs Flrftborn dy'd, 
 Alike the court and dungeon mourn'd his hate ; 
 Not Pharaoh's heir efcap'd the common fate j 
 From every part promifcuous cries were heard, 
 Horrour and univerfal grief appear'd, 
 Aid fuddui Mofes and his God were fear'd i 
 
 Ev'a
 
 Ev'n Phartoh trembled at the direful ill, 
 And wifh'd to conquer his obdurate will } ^ 
 
 Benumb'd the Tyrent ftood with fallen dread, 
 And thus to Mo fa arid to Aaron fa id. 
 
 " To Canaan hence, your promis'd land, depart, 
 K Your God at length has quite unman'd my heart-, 
 tt Some power unknown feems whifp'ring in my ear, 
 " My thoughts are rouz'd and I begin to fear ^ 
 " Wherefore no longer to our ruin flay, 
 tt And with you bear your flocks and herds away -, 
 w Be gone this very Night, with all your Holt, 
 <e And quit for ever this unhappy coafl^ 
 ec If aught be wanting, e'er you quit the land, 
 cc Or gold or raiment, ask it from our hand : : 
 " Go, ferve that God, whofe wondrous works we fee, 
 " And oh ! derive his bleffing upon me -, 
 " Go, e're it yet repent me of your flight, 
 " And my Brealt harden with returning light, 
 
 Go,
 
 C 17 3 
 
 M Go, left fome greater ill we yet endure : 
 cc Enough already, we confefs his pow'r ! 
 
 His preffing words the reverend prophets heard, 
 And bowing from his prefence difappear'd, 
 The pleafing news at Gojhen they relate, 
 And bear the tidings of a better fate : 
 The Israelite, from fervitude releas'd, 
 Which long had chas'd all comfort from his breaft, 
 Exults triumphant with a keen delight, 
 And fpeeds to Canaan his immediate flight j 
 With flocks and herds, as lacred annals fay, 
 The joyful thoufands journey on their way , 
 In awful pomp, the Guardian of their flight, 
 An Angel rides before by day and night, 
 By turns in darknefs feen and fplendid light : 
 High on a Car of fre thro' defart fands, 
 Or a wing'd doud he leads the rcfcued Bands, 
 
 D Meaa
 
 Mean while the Tyrant's haughtinefs return'd, 
 
 ' 
 And in his breaft rekindling fury burn'd, 
 
 Soon -he repented of his coward grace, 
 And vow'd revenge on IfraeFs hated race, 
 Each foft Idea periled in his'mind, 
 And left gygantick pride and rage behind, 
 With num'rous armed Hofts, in dread array, 
 Wrathful he now purfues them on their way. 
 
 When Ifrael heard of their approaching foes, 
 Unrighteous' fears in ev'ry tent arofe, 
 Thro' devious, lonely wilds they march along, 
 A reftlefs, tim'rous and repining throng, 
 At length the ftreights ofCkiroth they obtain, 
 
 For fo did heav'n by * ftratagem ordain. 
 
 . 
 
 To flop their flight the Ocean roll'd before, 
 And foara'dUn thundering volumes to the fhore, 
 
 * See the fecond verfc of this Chapter. 
 
 On
 
 C *9 3 
 
 On cither hand the tow'nng hills arofe, 
 And clofe behind advanced their vengeful foes j 
 With foes, with hills and feas, begirt around, 
 And danger threatening their ill-omeh'd ground, 
 " Do we for this, difmay'd with fear, they cry, 
 " From Pharaoh, c/>;'f>f, and from Bondage, fly ? 
 " And come we hither then to meet our doom, 
 " To make this defart our inglorious tomb ? 
 " Better, fay they, in e/%)pf to remain, 
 " And patient wear the raging tyrant's chain, 
 <e Better to crouch beneath opprefiive hate, 
 ec And all the hardlhip's of a ftrvile ftate, 
 " Than to fall victims by his powerful hand, 
 " And with our blood enrich the thirfty fand. 
 
 Thus Ifrael plain'd, and Afofes thus reply'd, 
 tc Hufh'd be your fears and let your doubts fubfide, 
 " Secure in God, for your falvation truft, 
 ^ And Hill -believe him to his promife juft, 
 
 Pi Ev'n
 
 [ 20 ] 
 
 a Ev'n now his thoughts with your deliverance teem, 
 
 u Intent his favourite people to redeem, 
 
 u This day you will behold his rifing might, 
 
 w How wife in council, and how ftrong in fight, 
 
 <c This day the proud ^Zgypian he o'erthrows, 
 
 c< And works the tardy vengeance on lu's foes } 
 
 " Goon, as void of danger, void of fear, 
 
 '* Nor let one caufelefs Jealoufie appear, 
 
 <( Ceafe, ceafe at length, ungrateful to com plain 
 
 a Of his injuilice, who relieves your pain, 
 
 tt With faithful hopes expeft the promis'd coaft, 
 
 <f Since heav'n, propitious heav'n conduces your J?oft. 
 
 He fpoke and rais'd to heav'n his ardent eye, 
 Indulgent heav'n receiv'd the prophet's cry, 
 And thus he anfwerM : " With a pow'rful han 
 c< Far o ? er the feas ftretch forth thy gifted wand, 
 When ftrajt th'obedient waters (hall difpart, 
 " And wave from wave with fudden terror ftart,
 
 C 21 3 
 
 ** Reai'd up jn heaps the billows lhall be feen, 
 * And rolling leave a level fpace between, 
 " Thro' which my chofen Jfraclites fhall go, 
 <* And lead to ruin the revengeful foe. 
 
 ronc; ~ 
 n, f 
 
 l God-^ 
 
 Dreadful he fpoke, and nodded from his throne; 
 Doubling thro' air the menial thunders groai 
 And trembling earth and heav'n th eternal 
 
 head own. 
 
 Mofes obey'd the diftate of his God, 
 And o'er the billows ftretch'd his awful rod, 
 From right to left the trembling feas divide, 
 And rife a lympid wall on either fide, 
 And fee ! between, to patronise their flight, 
 An Are A, opens to the wond'ring fight, 
 While Jfratft chofen tribes, a lengthening train. 
 Securely pafs the intermediate plain, 
 
 Pharaoh
 
 C 22 ] 
 
 Tkaraob purfu'd with unrelenting Hate, 
 In all his dreadful tyranny and ftate -, 
 But now behold and fear almighty pow'r, 
 Behold the vengeance of one fatal hour! 
 'Jlfofes again outflretch'd his rod from more, 
 The Winds are hufh'd, returning waters roar, 
 The following Hofts in whelming oceans deep, 
 And horfe and horfeman perifh in the deep. 
 
 Then might you fee, in all his gorgeous pride, 
 Great Pharaoh ftrugling with the ftubborn tide. 
 Then might you hear him curfe his fate in vain, 
 
 " 
 
 His pride, ambition and oppreffive reign, 
 Too late remorfe upbraids his tortur'd Ibul, 
 And booming o'er his head the billows roll. 
 
 The fons oflfrael from the banks ador'd 
 The mighty vengeance of their hcav'nly Lord, 
 
 Ills
 
 C 2J 3 
 
 His Pow'r with joy and wonder they confefs'd, 
 And faith reviv'd in ev'ry glowing breaft, 
 To heav'n the fhouts of gratitude they raiie, 
 And the wide plains refound with hymns of praife. 
 
 Advertifement
 
 Advertifement. 
 
 TTT is fabuloufly reported, that Sir Thomas 
 Jl_ White (fometime Lord Mayor of London ) 
 having been informed in a Dream, that he 
 fhould found a College for the Education of 
 Youth in Religion and Learning, where Three 
 leveral Trunks iiTued from One Root ; came 
 to Oxford ; and finding fomething like his 
 Dream near Glofter-Hall^ began to build tjiere ; 
 but meeting afterwards with three Trees near 
 St. 'Bernard's College, which more dire&ly 
 anfwered to it, left off build ing ztGlofter-HaU, 
 and purchafed Ground, and endowed a College 
 there by the Name of St. John TSaftift College. 
 The very fame Trees (as they tell you ) fcarce 
 at all decay'd in fo many Years, are ft ill to be 
 feen there, and particularly refpe&ed by the 
 Prefident and Fellows. 
 
 Vid. PlotV Nat. Hift. <?/Oxford{h. 
 
 THE
 
 ] 
 
 
 THE 
 
 LEGEND: 
 
 POEM 
 
 T O T HE 
 
 MEMORY 
 
 O F 
 
 Sir THOMAS WHITE, 
 
 Founder of St. Johns College in Oxford. 
 
 " Kcu )$ r'ov&p CM. Ajor Is-iv- Horn. II. 
 For God is alfo in fleep and dreams advife^ 
 WToich he has fent propitious, fome great good 
 Prefaging. Milton Par. Loft. 
 
 [Ail to the Man, whom -focredthirft of feme 
 Araongft the ftars cnroll'd a {hining name \ 
 In whofe great foul dpelk fix'd his fear, 
 And exiTd viitue found a fafe retreat : 
 
 E Who,
 
 t **r 
 
 Who, only to cxhauft, increas'd his ftore, 
 
 And fparM himfelf, that he might give the more f 
 
 .Say, Mufe, how ftill his (acred afties live, 
 And o'er the triumphs of the grave furvive : 
 What blefftngs ftream'd from his indulgent Hand, 
 Like morning dews, and * fpread o'er half the land : 
 How the big embryo's brooded in his mind, 
 And fleep confirm'd what heav'n and WHITE defign'd. 
 
 Pardon, great Shade ! long fince from earth retir'd, 
 The pious tranfport of a youth infpir'd : 
 Infpir'd to fing in unambitious lays, 
 A grateful tribute to his Founder's praife. 
 
 His virtues heav'n with vaft abundance crown'd, 
 Induftrious to diffule his gifts around j 
 Th'immortal Power well knew his boundlefs mind, } 
 Whom to enrich was to enrich mankind. 
 
 * He was Benefador to raoft of the Cities and Corporations 
 in England. 
 
 With
 
 With filcnt joy he faw his wealth increaft, 
 New plans of bounty forming in his bread 5 
 And with the fame profufion it was giv'n, 
 He laviih'd the benevolence of heav'n : 
 Fortune difarm'd contra&s a guiltlefs brow, 
 Forc'd to a juftice flie repines to fhow : 
 Pale want and hunger are in plenty loft, 
 And charity fhakes off her wonted froft. 
 
 Old ocean thus into his ample main 
 Receives each circling river's copious train ; 
 Nor ftudious to extend his antient bounds, 
 And whelm in roaring feas the frontier grounds,, 
 Thro' many a porous, fubterranean cave 
 Returns each fupernumerary wave i 
 Or pours it back in rich fupplies of raia, 
 fo fwell tfoe redd'ning grape, and plump the teeming 
 
 grain. 
 
 E a It
 
 It chanc'd, when foft Favonian gufts unty 
 The ftifPncd floods, and warm the frozen iky -, 
 When genial heats diftil on every gale, 
 And various Flora paints the blufhing vale : 
 The fmiling feafon call'd our Hero forth, 
 To view her op'ning blooms, and lab'ring earth : 
 Silent he (trays along the lonely mead, 
 Where fhrubs their aromatic fragrance bleed > 
 His thoughts a while unbent from doing good, 
 Wrapt in the murmurs of the vocal flood : 
 When, faint with age, or fudden cares opprefs'd, 
 On the green herb he ftretch'd his limbs to reft j 
 Thick {hades, obfequious to the call, arife, 
 And a deep (lumber feals his weary eyes, 
 His fancy ftill awake > the roving gueft 
 Ufurps the throne of reafon in his breaft : 
 Forms great ideas, and religious fchcmes, 
 A bufy mime^ and floats in golden dreams, 
 
 For
 
 For fee ! thro' air an angel wings his flight, 
 Shrin' J in a radiance of sethereal light ; 
 An olive wreath his flaming temples bound, 
 Which feem'd to caft a breezy fhade around ; 
 With wings expanded o'er the Hero's head, 
 In words like thefc the glorious vifion faid. 
 
 " Hail, pious Man ! in ev'ry fortune prov'd 
 "Wife, good, andjuft} by God and manbelov'd! 
 " Difpatch'd from heav'n I comej what I relate, 
 " Hear and believe, and fpeed the birth of fete. 
 
 ^ Where the fam'd Ifis laves the verdant foil 
 <c With fruitful ftreams, and crowns the farmer's toil 5 
 " Sacred to learning fumptuous domes arife, 
 " And heave their hoary fummits to the ikies : 
 " Amid thefe rev'rend piles, the feats of worth, 
 " An elm luxuriant lifts her triple birth ; 
 
 "Which
 
 <c Which hcav'n induftrious planted, to withftand 
 
 <c The rage of time, and mock his iron hand : 
 
 <c In comely rank the fifter trees upfhoot, 
 
 * Share the fame vital fap and parent root. 
 
 *f There fhalt thou build (for fo hath hcav'n decreed j 
 
 " As heav'n injoins, he will reward the deed) 
 
 " A {lately dome, majeftic to the fight, 
 
 " And folid ftone ihall bear its quadrate height : 
 
 " There infant bards fhall try the golden lyre, 
 
 '** And foften into found the jarring wire : 
 
 " There fhall the Mufe efTay her tender wings 
 
 " In humble ftrains, and tremble as fhe fings 5 
 
 <c Till, by degrees emboldcn'd to the flight, 
 
 " She foars on high, and gains a loftier height. 
 
 ** From thence fhall flow a venerable race, 
 
 " Vers'd in each art, and form'd with ev'ry grace : 
 
 *' Men turn'd to ferve in all degrees of life, 
 
 " To limit laws, or quell feditious ftrife -, 
 
 *' To guard the Church, or fway a ftormy State, 
 
 w For pious counfels fiim'd, and cool debate : 
 
 Who
 
 [ 3' 1 
 
 Who fond and ftudious of the public weal, 
 " Shall ferve their country with an ardent zeal j 
 tt With native freedom bold, defpife the rage, 
 " Of daring frenzy, and a rebel age. 
 
 ''' ' /A ' "'i fT- 
 
 V^m.' ' 
 
 " Hafte then, great Man, to at as heav'n decreed, 
 
 " And to late times tranfmit the godlike deed : 
 
 \ jf"T ' f'] .... V, ff 
 
 " Let the high dome, immortaliz'd to fame^ 
 
 " Worthy the Baptift y bear the BaptiJFs name. 
 
 ."AorusiK t w&i 
 
 So fpake the vifion, and refumes the {kies, 
 While downy fleep forfakes the Hero's eyes : 
 Still, loft in extafy, he feems to hear 5 
 Still the foft accents murmur in his ear ; 
 Still glow'dhis breaft, with deep attention charm'd| 
 Still throb'd his heart, with pious ar 
 
 His inmoft foul with eager glory fir'd, 
 
 fk 
 
 Refolv'd to execute what heav'n infpir'd : 
 
 The great foundation grows his hourly themc^ 
 And rifmg roofs confefs the golden dream. 
 
 UPON
 
 [ 3*] 
 
 tl* 
 
 UPON THE 
 
 DEATH 
 
 O F 
 
 Mr. ADD ISO N. 
 
 Irifcrib'd to the 
 
 EARL of WARWICK. 
 
 |F yet, my Lord, your ibrrows findrdieii 
 And a (hort paufe fiicceeds your weighty 
 
 grief* 
 
 With candour this unwelcome verfc perufc, 
 TJtt laft kind office of a grateful Mufe : 
 Nor needs the grateful Mule to court thy ear, 
 Which fheds for A D D i s o N ^ pious tear j 
 And jointly follows, with pathetic rage, 
 The greatcd genius of the greateft age, 
 
 Whom
 
 f 33 1 
 
 Whom rival-wits with veneration name, 
 And the foul lips of party darft not blame. 
 
 fa^ shift rfooft 
 
 What fecret curfe attends the Poet-line ? 
 
 How have the Mufes urg'd the wrath divine ? 
 
 ' jik --^ .-',.-., li.-crciciA bnA 
 Say, holy Sires, is poetry a crime ? 
 
 Or whence thefe judgments on the fons of rhime ? 
 
 x^ii: oil'// 
 Why are the nobleft fpirits fnatch'd away 
 
 Eiju2ofe /.;>;;:/! oriT 
 In their full blaze of intelle&ual day,' -- 
 
 , ^v/c,ioiJV/ 
 
 While crouds of worthlefs drones are left behind, 
 
 *' 
 Grown white with years, the lumber of mankind, 
 
 That loll, fat Canons, in fome lazy flail, 
 Or thoughtlefs fleep within a College wall ? 
 
 To its full length they ftretch the mortal fpan, 
 
 - ,' f rsr"^ 
 Nor lofe a moment of the age of man j 
 
 .vcHJ 
 But dully dreaming out their vital ftore, 
 
 ,-.:bli'V \.;I2 :,r J^flJ r^V-iil 
 Drop ripe into their graves, and are no more. 
 
 : >.'! Ljb (! nr';U'Ji oof. ra'' f ii 
 Scarce have our tender forrows ceas'd to iow 
 
 For courtly GARTH, and foft-complaining ROWE, 
 
 F Like
 
 [ 34] 
 
 Like OVID witty one 5 in one confpire 
 OTWA Y'S prevailing art, and LUCAN'S fire : 
 Both thefe together drain'd our lavim eyes j 
 Will not two Poets in a year fuffice ? 
 Shall twelve fhort months an age's woes ingrofs, 
 And ADDISON compleat the Nation's lofs ? 
 
 . 
 Who then in manly numbers fhall recced 
 
 The future, glorious deeds of BRUNSWICK'S fword ? 
 Who now corret the follies of the age, 
 Or give new luftre to the Britijh ftage ? 
 With foreign ftores enrich his native land, 
 Or deign to youthful Bards his willing hand? 
 
 Great as he was,, the Monarch of the Bays, 
 Plac'd far above the reach of mortal praife -, 
 In every thought tho' wit divine appear, 
 Yet aw'd by modeft dread and cautious fear, 
 Seldom (too feldom !) did he put it forth, 
 
 Still moft ambitious to conceal his worth > 
 ;s {HfJIV/ v n 
 
 Stunn f d
 
 Stunn'd with applauding crowds, he cneck'd his flight, 
 And, wearied with admirers, fear'd to write j 
 In his own praife he felt a painful fhame, 
 
 And bluih'd at the abundance of his fame. 
 
 b al 
 
 So the fair virgin with confufion hears 
 Hercharms extoll'd, and {huts her tortur'd ears j 
 From the encomiums of the youth fhe flies, 
 
 , w r^ r , 
 
 And {hives to hide the luftre of her eyes. 
 
 From this great mafter of poetick art, 
 Yc num'rous Bards that (warm in ev'ry part, 
 And with laborious nonfenfe load the prefs, 
 Learn to contemplate more, and fcribble left : 
 Learn, from this great example, to comman4 
 Your thirft of fame, and ftop an itching hand ; 
 Think not that wit in bulky volumes lies, 
 (Alas ! what witlefs volumes daily rife.) 
 Oft is it wanting in a thoufand lines, , 
 And often in a fingle couplet fhines, 
 
 - FA Whilp
 
 While others on a part of learning dwell, 
 Proud in one finale fcience to excel j 
 
 ffl * '.rr f|v/-.: 
 
 And as the fcatter'd Stars adorn the fky, 
 
 . . rT^f i/i.iiJicj brirx 
 
 In difF'rent arts their diff'rent talents try j 
 
 Nor aim at more j great ADDISON alonej 
 
 No branch, of human knowledge left unknown^ 
 
 But like the Sun inimitably briglit,. 
 
 Shone with collected rays, the iource of lighten ; 
 
 In verfe or profe, with more than mortal art, 
 
 He ftruck the paffions, and he warm'd the heart : 
 
 Various, but flill unrival'dj was his fong, 
 
 Now foft like OVID, now like VIRGIL ftrong r j, t ^ 
 
 For ev'ry theme his genius was the fame, 
 
 * ?;> .j j'j'.'-'.. i'." '- ' 'j fl'iii'Owl 
 
 And each new Piece flill added to his fame, 
 
 npnnmrroo el e uiqcr?;-. aig LIUJ rnoii c rn;;od 
 
 * - - ^b&Kil ?insrfaii ij qofi bns t 3cc^llo fl .i-li luoY 
 
 But whither is this boaft of Britain fled ? 
 
 i1 -ic:r I :* ^airiT 
 
 Lies the great author of our gloi-y dead ? 
 
 .. i } 
 
 Shall we, tormenting thought ! expecl in vain 
 A fecond CATO or a new CAMPAIN? 
 
 Why
 
 t V } 
 
 Why did not gracious heav'n prolong his date, 
 And fliigld him from the rage of envipus fate ? 
 Why did th'Almighty triift this common good 
 To the frail elements of flefli and blood j 
 Expos'd to ills, and fubjcft to decay, 
 The feeble fhort-hVd creature of a day ? 
 
 Why was his life not boundlefs as his mind, 
 
 T iT ; "^S * r ti *^\ TT 
 ^0 blefs the future ages of mankind? U u 
 
 ; - x:\tO ui y ci.AJt j^nuoY 
 But Heav'n, to punifh our repeated crimes, 
 
 Call'd him from earth to breathe in happier climes : 
 > For now in the gay manfions of the fkics 
 
 (If there the promis'd land of glory lies) 
 . X! ' :'1 *U,!?c /I TSHOtlvl tj ;S:M *)r!T 
 With kindred Bards that liv'd in earlieft days, 
 
 c^'- i}f ' " c obirrq 1" ;UG n 
 
 The rev'rend Fathers of harmonious lays, 
 
 He joins his tuneful voice ; ,his lyre he ftringsj, 
 
 {T31V 2< 3ngU( ::1 oHj 3 ksbi-J; 'jr! 
 
 And MARO liftens whilft his rival (Ings,., 
 
 <\*s? -r^ V^>--^ t oDf:c v; :; ; -r ;i 10 
 Great SOMERS fixes on his well known face, 
 
 ^-,V^$.<V. 
 
 And CATO greets him with a ftern embrace. 
 
 ^k'
 
 j 
 
 bib 
 
 TAR 
 
 U I N 
 
 AND 
 
 L U C R E C E. 
 
 Addrefs'd to a young L A D Y in Oxford y 
 who had been ravifh'd. 
 
 |F Dames who in ftrift virtue glory, 
 In antient or in modern ftory , 
 fhe fam'd L u c R E T i A beajfs the bell, 
 
 An arrant prude, as authors tell 3 
 
 / 
 So fqucamifh, fanciful and nice. 
 
 She flartled at the thought of vice ; 
 For having once, againf her w/7/, 
 And 'with a Prince, committed ill;" 
 Poflefs'd with ftrange romantic pride, 
 -She ftab'd her felf, forfooth, and dy'd| 
 
 For 
 
 on i 
 iid ttiio; t-H
 
 [ 39 ] 
 
 \ 
 
 For {he would no example give, 
 
 For future proftitutes to live : 
 
 (Lord help her ! if the fex will fport$ 
 
 They never want examples for't.) 
 
 This feat of hers alarm'd the age, 
 
 And fet the Nation in a rage > 
 
 Each Roman Git was feiz'd with dread, 
 
 Thought the horns fprouting on his head 3 
 
 With doubts and jealoufies perplext, 
 
 Left his own turn fhould be the next : 
 
 And therefore all refolve as one, 
 
 To rout both father and the fon j 
 
 Bad you may think was T A R QJJ I N'S cafe > 
 
 Him they expel and all his race, 
 
 His name and ev'n the name of kings, 
 
 (For Rapes were then no trivial things) 
 
 The ftate grew popular and common, 
 
 And all by one poor filly woman. 
 
 But
 
 [40] 
 
 
 
 c~ - ' ' ti L'.i .'-' ?fu io1 
 
 But tho* this deed hrformer days 
 Procur'd our Madam wond'iiows <praifc * 
 Yet let not any modern beauty 
 Hence raflily judge that 'tis her duty, 
 For ev'ry little breach joffabflorj 
 To take LUCRETI Vs airs^ipon her 5 
 (For in this &rit religions fcafan, 
 Such cautions can't be vodd of ffcafon) 
 In ancient times the Roman Daiwe, 
 To fave her virtue and her fame, 
 According to the Pagan Creed, 
 Might do a meritorious deed $ 
 
 She might but in a Gkrijtia* Nation 
 
 Self murder's worfe than violation. 
 
 . sfiT 1 
 
 IQ T(d II:; boA 
 
 CA-
 
 CATULLUS imitated. Ep.j. 
 
 )u<ris quot mihi Bafiationes. 
 VXCGfrSttX^^ 
 
 |N vain, my gentle Charmer, you inquire 
 How many thoufand kifles I defirej 
 Say firft,how many fands the fhores contain. 
 And drop by drop the boundlefs Ocean drain, 
 Count all the Stars that gild the filent night, 
 And glitter, confcitius of each ftol'n delight : 
 Count all the leaves, that on ten thoufand trees 
 Tremble, obedient to the morning breeze .* 
 Count all the courtiers arts, the tradefman's lies, 
 The tnifer's wifhes, and the lover's fighs, 
 Then will I tell thee, nor till then inquire 
 How many thoufand kiffes I defirej 
 Scarce will Arithmetick the fum explain, 
 
 Millions on millions multiply'd in vain* 
 
 G CA-
 
 ] 
 
 CATULLUS imitated. Ep. $. 
 
 life, my dear, remains, enjoy thy charms, 
 And deaf to cenfure, take me to thy arms> 
 The evening Sun defcends into the main, 
 And fets, to rife with brighter beams again} 
 The Lilly folds her beauties up at night, 
 And opens fairer to the morning light : 
 But you, to charm no more, refign your breath, 
 And deeping moulder in eternal death ; 
 For a few years the vital oil may burn, 
 And to your native nothing you return : 
 Wherefore let's love this fleeting life away. 
 And laugh at what ill-natur'd Churchmen fay : 
 O let me on thy panting bread recline, 
 And prels my burning, humid lips to thine > 
 
 i A thou-
 
 [43] 
 
 A thoufand kifles let me firft implore, 
 And after them a thoufand thoufand morej 
 A thoufand thoufand let me ftill repeat, 
 Till my joys grow as numberlcfs as greaj:, 
 Till envious tongues in their account are croft, 
 And magick in her fecret art is loft. 
 
 CATULLUS to Himfelf. 
 
 Mifer Catulle^ dejinas ineptire. 
 
 I T length, CATULLUS, give thy follies o'er, 
 
 Nor vainly wifh loft pleafures to reftore j 
 Thou haft indeed been bleft with golden days, 
 And Suns have rofe with more aufpicious rays, 
 While frequently thy lov'd one thou didft fee, 
 
 More lov'd, than any other {hall, by me. 
 
 <te3id fliw WJ: v !: M; &vfflB.cta woo oriV/ 
 
 G, All
 
 [44] 
 
 All then was mirth, and joy fucceeding joy, 
 For ever new, nor was thy charmer coy : 
 Your fighs flie heard, was to your wifhes kind, 
 And to your will {he conftantly refign'd : 
 Then waft thou blefs'd indeed with golden days, 
 Then the Suns rofe with more aufpicious raysi 
 But fince the falfe one thy embraces flies, 
 Do thou contemn the joy, which fhe denies. 
 Court not againft her will the fervile kifs, 
 Nor in a fickle wpman place thy blifs : 
 Turn from thy manly breaft the faithlefs dame, 
 Aflert thy freedom, and fubdue thy flame. 
 'Tis done, my childifh follies I give o'er, 
 Adieu, vain thing ! CATULLUS fighs no more, 
 Nq more t;o thee he fighs, nor tamely fues, 
 For what, in fcornful pride, thou doft refiife, 
 But thou fhalt mourn thy own perverfe difd^i?^ 
 And long to feel me in thy arms, in vain 3 
 For, what new joys our raptures will fucceed ? ^ 
 Who now fubmiffive at thy feet will bleed ? 
 
 Who
 
 I 4* 1 
 
 Who after me thy fading charms admire? 
 Whom wilt thou chufe to quench thy raging fire? 
 Whofe lips with eager kifles wilt thou bite, 
 And in whofe arms enjoy the lufcious night ? 
 For now my childifli follies I give o'er* 
 Adieu, vain thing ! CATULLUS fighs no more. 
 
 JUrajAfUJMLAldtt 
 
 On the IMAGES of the NINE 
 LEADEN MUSES upon the new 
 Printing-Houfe in Oxford. 
 
 An EPIGRAM. 
 
 N Oxford crouds of ftupid bards are found, 
 Where of all places bright ones ihould 
 
 abound j 
 
 Dull plodding blockheads, without fenfe or fire, 
 Toil hard for fame and to the Bays afpire : 
 
 From
 
 [ 46 ] 
 
 From deep Logicians fhallow Wits commence, 
 Old dogs at rhime, no matter for the fenfe. 
 If the lines flow but fmooth, and jingle well, 
 The man's a poet, and his verfes fellj 
 Nor is it ftrange, but rightly weigh the thing. 
 That our foft bards fo indolently fing, 
 Or that the genius of the place is dead, 
 When our infpiring Mufes breathe in Lead: 
 High on the ftately dome, with Harp in hand, 
 Their lumpifh Deities exalted ftand, 
 Fix'd as a publick mark, that all might know, 
 What wretched heavy fluff they print below. 
 
 
 
 CA 
 
 1
 
 [47] 
 
 CATULLUS imitated. Ep. 58. 
 
 LOE, dear JACK, that once victorious 
 
 name, 
 
 C L o E, the object of my raging flame, 
 Whom I did more than life or friendship prize, 
 In Fketftreet now, a common flrumpet, plies, 
 Turns up to ev'ry puppy in the town, 
 And claps the Temple rake for half a crown. 
 
 fcO 
 
 On
 
 ] 
 
 On the SAME. 
 
 v 
 
 L O E, as foon as (he has plaid the whorc^ 
 Repents the deed, and vows to do't no 
 
 more, 
 
 With the next man {he meets, to cure ner pain, 
 She breaks her vow, repents, and vdws again > 
 Breaks it again, fo yielding is the dame, 
 And does the next day and the next the fame > 
 Or keep thy vows, frail nymph, or vow no more, 
 Ceafe to repent, or ceafe to play the whore. 
 Plain fornication is a venial evil, 
 But perjury leads headlong to the Devil. 
 
 Ori
 
 [ 49 1 
 
 On the TE N x H of June. 
 
 F fame fays -true, on this aufpicious morn 
 A beggar, coward, and a fool was born > 
 By lazy, lineal right, three Crowns he 
 
 claims, 
 
 And cloaths his wand'ring friends with mimick names j 
 Proud of his fancied birth, he boafts his race, 
 And apes his mighty Sires in .cv'jy grace. 
 
 With the firft CH s in bigotry he vies, 
 
 Fierce like the Second to the battle flies, 
 
 Like J -s he's gracious, and like A A wife. 
 
 CUPID
 
 t jo] 
 
 m. ri 
 
 S from 'tfieftdfreycdmb one 'day 
 Young 'Ctr*? it> : filch'd the "facets away, 
 iritent on the 'felonious wrbrlg, ! 
 A watchful Bee his fingers ftuflg. 
 I linjMnt'bT fefniart and f>*in, 
 
 * r ^_f f f ' f C * %, r ' f "1 L {T 
 
 He frdtSy a,iid puflfe 5 and {tamps in vain. 
 To VEN-V^.m%?, -'he-flies, 
 
 r,--p F - * I '"^ 4V *"t ?* ^f-" T J[J r 
 
 "; What mifchifef Itifks In little' things, 
 
 A fcUl'Vy Bee this rnfmnnt f,rincrc- 
 
 Shall fuch vile infects, quoth the boy. 
 The pleafures of a 
 
 While thus witfi*J^csrfth'nge he burn'd, 
 The Goddefs, with a fmile, return'd, 
 
 
 Ceafe,
 
 Ccafe, child, thy wondpr at the hurtful J$e, cVl 
 A pow'r more hurtful is rppos'd jn t^ee, 
 Likp that fierce ^jmal <$ flei^er wagfe r l ^r 
 Thou roam' ft abroad > thy arrows are thy flings: 
 Tho' fmall thy feature foerri, $\y fot^l darts 
 Subdue almighty ftrength, an4 pierce immortal hearts. 
 
 To a LADY who faid Ihe would 
 never marry a WHIG. 
 
 Uft BJWSSWICK and bis friends for ever bear 
 
 The keen refentmcnts of the Britijh fair ? 
 Still crown'd with glory, muft he curfe his fate,' 
 Fear'd by the world, expos'd to female hate ? 
 Jn vaivi, he boa(b how firm his .empire ftands -, 
 How the world diftens to >his dread commands 5 E 
 Beneath his jCword how many thouiands fell $ 
 What boots dominion if the foir rebel? 
 
 H * . To
 
 [ 5*] 
 
 To court their favour firft deferves his care, 
 
 No policies avail againft the fair ; 
 
 To check their fury, all attempts are vain. 
 
 Leagues have no power, and armies meet difdain. 
 : -p/'ivr y!r yrc-.givcTr;: h t^pldc i: u 
 
 Yet fay, what virtue or fuperior grace, 
 What hidden charm exalts the To R Y race ? 
 The youthful WH i G, with as polite an air, 
 Sings, drefles, dances, and gallants the fair 5 
 
 With the fame fcorching fires and nervous heats 
 
 ^JJCT 7 / 3{Il t'ilil Qi> . ''/ YCI A J. & O -i- 
 His pulfes kindle, and his bofom beats 5 
 
 He loves as fiercely as the To R Y fwain, 
 And burns with equal rage, tho' burns in vain. 
 ^fifi'4 &<* r -'i'\ sdj io zlff*" ; jt '! 
 Too rafhly, fair one, you condemn our caufej 
 And judge of our defcrts by partial laws. . 
 Think not the WH i G, what falfely fome pretend, 
 To lawlefs rule and Anarchy a friend > 
 Foe to, the Church, of an abandon'd life, 
 And a moft horrid creature to his wife j 
 
 That
 
 [ 53 ] 
 
 That with a double edge his tenets ftrike, 
 And wound his Monarch, and his fpoufe alike} 
 For tho' my foul defpotick pow'r difdains, 
 Yet gladly it fubmits to female chains 5 
 In love no freeborn liberties I crave, 
 An humble, pafflve, non-reftfting^ flave. 
 
 CATULLUS imitated. Ep. 84. 
 
 bX^f 1 Jl d, fi . O 1 
 
 and LAURA 
 
 to many does the VENUS feem, 
 Of all the reigning nymphs near IJis ftream, v 
 
 The toaft of coxcombs, and the Poet's theme. 
 To me (th'impartial truth I will declare) 
 Her eyes feem fprightly, her completion fair, 
 Plump are her limbs, majeftick is her air. 
 And yet no VENUS is the buxom dame; 
 Since nought divine informs her bulky frame, 
 No charm to merit that illuifrious name* 
 c:] ^ But
 
 :: [ 54 i 
 
 But LAUHA is a VENUS in the whole, 
 Whofe lawfal title no defe&s controul, 
 Unblemiih'd in her body and her foul, 
 In her, a graceful ftiape, a comely mien, 
 And all the charms of all the fex are feen j 
 Still rifmg in her bloom j but juil eigbtwn, 
 
 
 .:7i:lrn eu 
 To a FRIEND in Condon. 
 
 I ELL doft thou afk me in thy friendly 
 
 How in this f:\6Hous place I fpend my days 
 Why briefly thus* as is the modifh way, 
 Seldom I read* and much more feldora pray : 
 
 f t ., I fiTl LIT If! 7 r Off. ; 
 
 Logick I likp Aot, .that mechanick art, 
 *To prove the whole is greater thaaia^flnf; 
 
 .Divinity aud && -alike diipleafe > 
 
 In flicu-^ J lpve,ipy,boi;Ue and -my qifej
 
 The tenor of a College life I keep, 
 
 Eat thrice a day, pun, fmoke, get drunk, and fleep. 
 
 Never to love 1 tune my artlefs firing, 
 For to tfhatfhe at Oxford fhom'd I ting > 
 Our firft-rate Toafts, that fparkle at the ball, 
 Scarce rife above the fhopboard or the ftafl, 
 A. vulgar race yet fo confounded vain, 
 They ftrut in tawdry filks and fpurn at ev'ry fwain : 
 Wherefore fome holy dotard let them wed, 
 And take the rev'rend lumber to their bed j 
 There let the Doc~bor, in a wanton mood, 
 Drudge out the laft dull fpirits of his blood : 
 For me, by heav'n, with fome damn'd common dame, 
 Sooner at Wyburrts wou'd I quench my flame -, 
 Take the lewd ftrumpct to my warm embrace, 
 Than mix with fuch a fcoundrel haughty race. 
 
 Oxon. Dec.. ld/, iyv$l si 
 
 : 
 MAHOMET'S
 
 [ J*-] 
 
 
 MAHOMET'S Kingdom. 
 
 'RE the fixth age the Chriftian Faith de- 
 creas*d, 
 
 ^1 And flubborn errors fpread o^er all the 
 
 ytby/kj ;.' 
 Eaftj 
 
 The Judas Prieft, dcbauch'd with fenfual pride, 
 Afpir'd to Empire which his Lord deny'd > 
 The Layman too, from prcfent joys debarred, 
 
 ' 1'J ' i ;r*/l Hub f)cl JiiJ JIJO 3" 
 
 Spurn'd at the promife of a late reward j 
 Which Mahomet obferv'd, and in his mind, 
 The crafty Kingdom of this world defign'd ; 
 
 He faw how vain was all perfuafive art, 
 The tafk how tedious to convince the hcaitj 
 In fpite of Truth that herefics prevail'd, 
 That figns from heav'n and miracles had fail'd > 
 
 And
 
 [ 57] 
 
 And boldly therefore, in th' Almighty's name, 
 Arm'd with the fword and carnal weapons came 5 
 In fields of blood He prov'd his miflion true. 
 And who embrac'd not what he taught he flew 3 
 Nor was our Prophet wanting to delude 
 The fearful, dull, believing multitude 5 
 To their own wifh he fram'd his paradife, 
 A courtly manlion of celeftial vice ; 
 Fair virgins, purling brooks, and flow'ry {hades, 
 Delicious themes ! for your drabian blades. 
 What airy Belk^ or modiih courtly Knight, 
 Whom lewd intrigues and gallantry delight, 
 Cou'd not with eafe think that Religion goodj 
 Which courts his fenfe, appeals to fleih and blood ? 
 Tny wit we all, O Mahomet, applaud, 
 Tho' heav'n commands us to deteft the fraud j 
 Wealth to thy fons on earth and pow'r is given, 
 And after death a foft luxurious heaven.
 
 CATULLUS imitated. />. 81. 
 
 iQQ&Efore her hulband, LESBIA calls me names, 
 
 R P 
 
 And at the lewdnefs of the Town exclaims ; 
 
 This tickles the poor Cuckold to the life, 
 And he thanks heav'n for fuch a virtuous Wife. 
 Contented fool 1 indeed you reafon wrong, 
 If {he were virtuous, flie would hold her tongue > 
 Scandal and noife her virtue do not prove, 
 But are the marks of unextinguifli'd love > 
 Still, in her veins, the wanton itch prevails, 
 And, in the madnefs of her luft,. fhe rails. 
 
 Warning
 
 59] 
 
 Warning to young married 
 
 MEN. 
 
 *">?& t ^Hilom in Kent there liv'd a jolly Twain. 
 
 ^TTTTT** 
 
 - Young Colinet^ the genius of the plain 
 
 * Sonnets he wrote, could fing and whittle 
 
 well, 
 
 Crack witty jokes, and merry (lories tell -, 
 At Wakes and Weddings always led the dance, 
 And drew from every lafs the wimful glance -, 
 Courteous he was, and fkilful to perfuade 3 
 Soon to his lures he won the Parfon's maid 3 
 He married, and (O mournful to relate !). 
 Grew a mere tyrant in the nuptial fhte j 
 Aflum'd dominion o'er his trembling wife, 
 And prov -d a very hufband all his life $ 
 
 la No
 
 [to] 
 
 No more as once he charm'd her liil'ning ear, 
 Call'd her no more, my honey ^ and my dear ; 
 But daily, from his work returning home, 
 With dreadful oaths and curfes fhook the room j 
 To ev'ry humble queftion he'd reply 
 You faucy B tch, Q-*-d d n you, what care I * 
 No anfwer would the frowning churl afford, 
 But inapt the woman fhort at every word > 
 When to the alehoufe, from his pipe and pot 
 She came to fetch the drunken midnight fot, 
 Out of the houfe, he cry'd, be gone ! away ! 
 And reeling ftammer'd in her ears, obey ! 
 Then fhqok the crabtree cudgel in his hand, 
 The well-known enfign of his ftern command, 
 
 Tir ? d out at length with this vexatious courfe, 
 And finding ev'ry day that it grew worfe, 
 She vow'd, grown defp'rate, to revenge her w,rong. 
 And bear no longer what {he bore fo long > 
 
 Tc
 
 To a brifk, neighb'ring Barber fhe apply'd, 
 With all my heart the gallant Barber cry'd : 
 Now whilft abroad the tyrant-bumpkin roams, 
 With filent hafte the watchful lecher comes 5 
 Her welcome gueft the injur'd wife receives, 
 And for politer work her fanning leaves, 
 Up flairs ihe leads him, fprings into his arms, 
 And fir'd with tranfport opens all her charms : 
 Now, C0//y, triumph now, in fcorn fhe faid, 
 Proud of the honours that adorn thy head. 
 
 fhree times the pleafing vengeance they repeat, 
 And with becoming horns the Brute cornpleat. 
 
 JUPITEA
 
 [ 6^} 
 
 JUPITER and CLOE. 
 
 Oung CLOE, frolickfome and gay. 
 Was reading, once upon a day, 
 How JOVE, as O v i D'S lines record 
 
 (And Ladies will take O v i D'S word) 
 Us'd to defcend in borrow'd fhapes, 
 And fport in Cuckoldoms and Rapes. 
 
 Delightful flories ! as me read, 
 
 A maggot jump'd into her head : 
 Thus to her felf, " Does JOVE then mind 
 " Us mortal girls ? extremely kind ! 
 tf Now I'll be farther, quoth the dame, 
 " If this loofe God be not the fame, 
 Drefs'd in rich velvet and brocade, 
 " That won my heart laft Mafqueradej 
 
 Hold
 
 Hold let me think it muft be Ibj 
 
 " It cou'd not be a common Beau. 
 " Lord! there was fomething To divine 
 " Well, hang it all, I'll not repine 5 
 " For if his Godihip likes the fport, 
 " He'll never damn a body for't. 
 
 ADVICE to my felf on being 
 threatned to be expelFd. 
 
 [Rithee, dear NICK, thy wicked life amend, 
 And take the counfel of thy neareft friend : 
 No more , prcfumptuous boy, with im- 
 pious airs, 
 
 Prefer the tempting bottle to thy prayers > 
 No more at Nci^nham^ nor at Wood flock dine ; 
 Abandon FINMORE'S ale and RICHMOND'S winej 
 No more by water, nor on horfeback rove, 
 Nor mind the gadding girls in Maudlin grove j 
 
 Ceafc
 
 [ -54] 
 
 Ceafe with repeated crimes to urge the fpleen 
 Of the grave *Pice and ftlwr- button *d f Dean 5 
 Ah ! that with them alone thou hadft to ftrive, 
 For they are candid both and will forgive > 
 But crowds of ev'ry fpecies are thy foes, 
 Fops, Ladies, Critics, Parfons, Wits, and Beaux j 
 All thefe united, with revengeful hate, 
 Vow thy deftruction, and confpire thy fate. 
 CRASSUS on thee contracts his wrathful brows, 
 And SEMIVIR thy fpeedy ruin vows : 
 Whither, expell'd, for fuccour wilt thou run ? 
 Thy fortune fquander'd, and thy fame undone ? 
 A dark blind room in Grubftreet wilt thou take, 
 And venal ditties, for thy living, make ? 
 Wilt thou in love-odes, or in fatire deal, 
 Tranflate old authors, or from modern fteal ? 
 In mournful elegiack rhimes complain, 
 Or try thy fate in the dramatick ftrain ? 
 
 * The Vice-Prcfident. 
 
 t The Dean of the College. 
 
 Thefe'
 
 Thefe all are arts in which but few prevail. 
 For one that gets a dinner^ twenty fail. 
 Or wilt thou rather, ftudious of fuccefs, 
 
 Lay fchemes with C L, and plythefpurious prefi, 
 
 By fraud and artifice obtain renown, 
 
 And with decoying titles cheat the Town* 
 
 While he fhall grant thee, to reward thy flight, 
 
 At noon a dinner, and a whore at night ? 
 
 No, this to want and infamy will lead, 
 
 Soon will he turn thee off, when none will read. 
 
 Think then betimes, thy former courfe forfake, 
 
 Efpoufe the Church at laft, and quit the Rake j 
 
 Check thy free-thinking vein, thy fins acknowledge^ 
 
 And grow a dull, old Fellow of a College. 
 
 K The
 
 The FREETHINKER converted. 
 
 , I R Foiling) croft in love and flript at play, 
 Penfive and grumbling on his pillow lay , 
 How vain, fays he, are all the things below, 
 Sway'd by a Woman^ or a fickle Throw ? 
 Is this the boafted pow'r of human fouls, 
 Which fortune or a foolifh wench controuls ? 
 No, we are flavesj our nature is a cheat, 
 And reafon ferves to fhcw us the deceit, 
 The fervile tools of Providence we live, 
 Content with what the Heav'ns vouchfafe to give-: 
 Life on fuch niggard terms I fcorn to keep, 
 Death take me hence He fpoke and dropt 
 afleep. 
 
 When
 
 When to his fancy there appear'd a fpright, 
 Such as old wives, upon a winter night, 
 Defcribe, to keep the naughty boys in awe, 
 With two long fpindle fhanks, a lantern jaw. 
 Nor flelh nor (kin the phantom feem'd to have, 
 Ycleped death^ the monarch of the grave, 
 A tyrant, dreaded by the old and young, 
 His dry bones rattled as he ftalk'd along. 
 
 Kind Heav'n, fays he, lias heard thy urgent prayer, 
 And takes thee from a world beneath thy care j 
 Lo ! thus I execute his high command, 
 And fhook the hour-glafs in his fcraggy haad, 
 Then poizing for the blow his barbed dart, 
 Aim'd it directly at the coxcomb's heart, 
 
 Sir FopUng) flartled at the fancy'd ftrokc, 
 Shrunk from the point and in his fears awoke ; 
 
 K$ A cold,
 
 A cold, damp fweat his dewy cheeks o'erfpread, 
 And his limbs trembled all with panick dread, 
 Upon his knees the gracious Pow'rs he blefs'd, 
 And the prefumption of his heart confefs'd : 
 Quite alter'd now from what he was before, 
 He rakes and rattles and blafphemes no more, 
 Grows a mere faint, converted in a fright, 
 And fays his pray'rs devoutly ev'ry night. 
 
 To a FRIEND in London, upon 
 my returning to COLLEGE. 
 
 Hile you, dear TOM, in London City 
 
 w!H 
 
 Aflbciate with the fair and witty, 
 
 And, gayly rambling o'er the Town, 
 Take the brifk juice in bumpers down, 
 Or, charm'd with the perfuafive Stage, 
 Laugh at the follies of the age j 
 To COLLEGE wretched I return, 
 
 And day and night with fpleen I burn ; 
 
 From
 
 From jovial friends, from pipe and bottle 
 To Pray'rs and mufty ARISTOTLE, 
 From decent meals, and wholfome wines, 
 To foggy * C o LL. and Mutton loins, 
 From well-bred mirth to fhipid puns 
 Of pedants and of COLLEGE Dons, 
 My happy courfe of life I change > 
 No more I drefs, no more I range, 
 But penfive mope within all day, 
 And fleep and rhime the hours away, 
 A gentle fong to LA u R A fend, 
 Or fcribble fomething to my friend 5 
 This morning, as I ftalk'd about, 
 Thefe lines to thce I hammer'd out, 
 
 Thou, To M, with rapture and delight 
 Enjoy'ft the fair one in thy fight, 
 The fair one too perhaps on thee 
 Smiles, as fhe tattles o'er her Tea : 
 
 ? College Ale. 
 
 Whilft
 
 [ 70 ] 
 
 Whilft far from thefe diftrafted eyes 
 My abfent LA u R A'S image flies, 
 To her my conftant thoughts I bend, 
 In fighs to her my wimes fend, 
 In vain from flghs I hope relief, 
 And thinking but augments my grief j 
 Her diftant lips I feem to kifs, 
 And cheat my felf with fancy'd blifs. 
 
 Excufe me, that I fay no more, 
 My veins with raging fires boil o'er, 
 Wild roll my eyes, my heart grows fad, 
 
 Pox take me, if I don't run mad. 
 Oxon, Nov. 10, 1718. 
 
 Upon PARTIES. 
 
 Urft be that bufy wretch, that human bead, 
 (Some crafty Statefman or ambitious Prieft) 
 ^^Q [ r ft 3 h^ own pernicious fchemes to 
 build, 
 
 is iw.tive Country with diviiions fill'd, 
 
 The
 
 [7' ] 
 
 The bands of friendfliip and relation tore, 
 And broke that union we enjoy'd before, 
 All focial rights and focial ties diflblv'd, 
 And into factions the blind world involv'd. 
 
 * 
 
 What mighty ills by Party have been done? 
 What Empires ruin'd ? what long wars begun ? 
 What treafure and what bloodfhed has it coft ? 
 What millions for a Party have been loft ? 
 To this, we owe the curie of every age, 
 Treafon, fedition, feud, and civil rage > 
 To this we owe, that, drunk with frantick zeal, 
 The holy bigot draws his thirfty fteel, 
 For trifling piques his neighbour's life demands^ 
 And flains in kindred blood his impious hands > 
 Hence crowds enrag'd with fatal anger meet, 
 And the mad populace embroil the (rreet -, 
 Hence C A T o perifh'd in his Country's caufe, 
 And JULIUS triumph'd o'er the Roman laws > 
 Hence YORK and LANCASTER, with rival might, 
 Led forth their wafteful armies to the fight, 
 
 While
 
 {**} 
 
 While each contended for fupreme command, 
 
 And with wild havock ftrew'd the bleeding land ; 
 
 Hence we derive the difcords and the woes, 
 
 Which in the laft dire Century arofe, 
 
 With her own wounds the jarring Nation bled, 
 
 A Monarch in rebellious chains was led, 
 
 And the Church bow'd to earth her facred head. 
 
 But why on diftant evils do I dwell, 
 Which our own factious times defcribe fo well ? 
 Unnumber'd feds unnumber'd fchemes devife, 
 And mutual vengeance reddens in their eyes, ^ 
 Each in the right believes himfelf alone, 
 And rails at all religions but his owru 
 The TORY, with his fworn opinions big, 
 Glows with hot zeal, and cries G d d n the 
 
 WHIG j 
 
 The WH i G, of his perfuadon full as vain, 
 Damns the vile TORY, in as proud a ftrainj 
 The PAPIST and the PROTESTANT by turns, 
 As Intereft didatcs, or as Conference burns, 
 
 I DO-
 
 [ 73 ] 
 
 IDOLATER ! and HERETICK ! exclaim j 
 Such are the honours paid the Chriftian name ! 
 Nay farther does this rude diftemper reach* 
 For ev'n the Ladies now Religion preach, 
 O'er their Bohea in Politicks debate, 
 And drop their fcandal for affairs of ftatej 
 For MARLBORQUGH fome and fome for ORMONP 
 
 plead, 
 
 Juft as the Parifli Prieft has fram'd their Creed: 
 In love all damfels are extremely nice, t 
 
 And think a mungril-match a ihameful vice$ 
 Each takes her likenefs to the marriage-bed, 
 WHIGS mate with WHIGS and TORIES TORIES wed, 
 
 Thus man on man eternal war proclaims, 
 Branding each other with opprobrious names, 
 And left with them their enmity fliould ceafe, 
 And when they die, the world be huih'd in peace, 
 A num'rous race of fucceflbrs they raife, 
 To propagate their feuds in after days -, 
 
 L Soon
 
 [74] 
 
 Soon as they learn to fpeak, their careful fires 
 Light in their tender breads the Party-fires, ? 
 
 MASTER is taught to lifp the DOCTOR'S name, 
 And pretty, little MISS muft do ^he fame, 
 They muft not play with PRESBYTERIAN boys, 
 Nor let a LOW-CHURCH girl prophane their toys ; 
 As they grow up, the feeds of PARTY fhoot, 
 And in their ripen'd breads take -deeper root: 
 Thofe whom they fled, when children, ftill they fly, 
 Upon their perfons caft an evil eye, 
 The fame ill-will tenacioufly maintain, 
 And fight their father's quarrels o'er again. 
 
 S 
 
 ^^^ 
 
 Upon the SAME. 
 
 ORIES and WHIGS, with mutual, felfifh pridc^ 
 In all their quarrels for themfelves decide, 
 
 Both
 
 Both parties their own principles prefer, 
 And in their own opinion cannot err > 
 Yet both condemn, and for the fame pretence, 
 The Church of Rome, and talk of common fenfe. 
 Does then to us this privilege belong ? 
 And muft the POPE alone be in the wrong? 
 Or fhall we rather fay, that void of light, 
 Heav'n leaves us all uncertain of the right ? 
 
 An EPILOGUE for the Tragedy of King 
 HENRY IV. of France , defign'd to 
 have been fpoken by CHARLOTTA. 
 
 E LL ! I fuppofe you now fit all agog, 
 In hopes to hear a fmutty Epilogue, 
 With filthy meanings couch'd in modern guife> 
 Ye wicked toads ! I read it in your eyes : 
 Gad ! you're of late fo horrid vicious grown, 
 ^Nothing but fulfome lew-inefs will go downs 
 
 L 2. Your
 
 Your palate's fo debauch'd, you cannot eat 
 Without provoking fauce the niceft meat. 
 
 Dearly you love the bold intriguing Blade, 
 And chuckle, when an affignation's made, 
 Yet little dream, that often, while you come 
 To laugh at other men, you're dub'd at home. 
 How many of you, if the truth were known, 
 Point at your neighbour's horns, tofcrcenyoui'own? 
 So one gay ideot, when he fees another, 
 Makes fenfelefs jokes, and titters at his brother. 
 
 You thought, perhaps, I'd fneer my hufband's fate, 
 With lewd refle&ions on the marriage-ftate j 
 Did you, fweetSirs? No, faith, you're all miftaken, 
 I (hall not fpeak one word for cuckold-making. 
 Indeed our moft obliging Bard to day 
 Has made me ibmething modijh in his play, 
 But durft he hint it once behind the fcenes, 
 I'd afk the pert, young Puppy what he means-) 
 For let me tell you, that Prince Condi's wife, 
 Bad as you think her, leads an honeft life, 
 
 Shame
 
 Shame on fuch foul corrupters of the age ! 
 What! would you make a Brothel of the Stage? 
 No Play of late can be obfcene enough 5 
 Think ye, the Ladies like fuch paw-paw fluff? 
 Sorely againfl our will we aft fuch parts, 
 And fpeak the naughty words with grumbling hearts j 
 Yet now and then forfooth we muft comply 
 With your politer tafte good reafbn whyj 
 For (hould we dare to thwart your wanton vein, 
 You'd ftarve us $uite 9 and flock to Drury Lane. 
 
 The WISH. 
 
 [Hen real bleflings are to men deny'd, 
 
 With airy hopes they gratify their pride 5 
 To every wretch this privilege extends,' 
 However void of acres or of friends : 
 The Bankrupt wifties for the Statefman's poft, 
 And each foot-fo|4ier to command an hoft> 
 
 The
 
 The meaneft Curate that reads Pray'rs in Town, 
 Or in the country awes the gaping clown, 
 Thinks to be call'd, His Grace, before he dies, 
 And looks at Lambeth with ambitious eyes 5 
 The brawny footman, confcious of his worth. 
 Forgets his fervile Hate and humble birth, 
 DrefTes, looks fpruce, and with defigning art 
 Lays tempting fnares, to catch his Lady's heart j 
 While the fmug chambermaid, with equal pride, 
 Ogles Sir JOHN, and hopes to be his bride. 
 
 Like fellow-mortals thus I live on air, 
 Nor will felf-love permit me to defpair, 
 Tho' fortune finks me to my native duft, 
 On future blefllngs I fecurely truft. 
 Lo ! reader, to thy bofom I impart 
 The fecret, whole ambition of my heart. 
 
 Grant me, kind Heav'n, fve hundred pounds a year. 
 From mortgages, and tythes, and taxes clear, 
 
 And
 
 (79} 
 
 And (if a beggar might prefume to chufe) 
 In a fweet climate, to oblige my mufe, 
 VJherel'bames thro' fruitful countries pours his tide, 
 Or where thy wanton ftreams, O Mediuay^ glide j 
 There lodge me in a pleafant, rural feat, 
 And let the river murmur at its feet, 
 Screen'd from the fun, and flielter'd from the wind, 
 Before a profpeft, and a 'wood behind. 
 
 Then grant me, Heav'n, the fecond boon of life, 
 Next to a good eftate, a pretty wife, 
 A fond, young, toying girl, and full of flame, 
 (Not a cold, phlegmatick, infipid dame,) 
 In whom good-nature, beauty, and good fenfe 
 With equal force their blended charms difpenfe, 
 Tho' virtuous, unreferv'd, and chaftly free 5 
 Juft fuch as LA u R A is or is to M E. 
 
 Thus fixt in pleafure, to my wiihes fend, 
 The next fubflantial good, a faithful friend, 
 
 To
 
 To whom I may, with an unguarded heart) 
 My cares, my forrows, and my joys impart, 
 Reveal the doubts that rack my tortur'd mind, 
 And eafe and pleafure in his counfel find : 
 With whom in rural fports I may partake, 
 Start the fleet hare, or bait the fiihy lake, 
 With books or converfation wafte the day, 
 And o'er a bottle wear the night away. 
 
 And grant me, laftly, to complete the reft, 
 An honeft, peaceful, and unfhaken breaft, 
 Free from blind zeal and fuperftitious fear, 
 That, what I am, a man I may appear j 
 That, while I live, no terrors I may know, 
 And, when death ftrikes, defpife the tranfient blow. 
 
 Grant me all this, and to the painful Grcaf, 
 Give Titles, Garters, and the pofts of State : 
 Let LAW in MiJJtffipi bubbles Ihine, 
 And STANHOPE by new Treaties grow divine.
 
 T O T H E 
 
 MEMORY 
 
 O F 
 
 Sir THOMAS TAYLOR, 
 
 BARONET.
 
 TO THE 
 
 MEMORY 
 
 O F 
 
 Sir THOMAS TAYLOR, Bar' 
 
 Late of MAIVSTONE in KENT, 
 
 Hfence does this fudden s fatal change proceed ? 
 For lo ! delpair on ev'rybrow I read, 
 All fhake their mournful heads and penfivc 
 
 ftand, 
 
 As the laft dreadful judgment were at hand : 
 AURELIA, the fair parent of delight, 
 So wont with fmiling looks to greet our fight, 
 Beneath her roof the ftranger grief receives, 
 Her bofom with unufual anguifh heaves, 
 
 M Her
 
 [ 84] 
 
 Her eyes, that quick as lightning fhot around, 
 Now, indolently fixt upon the ground, 
 Some fudden fhock of inward grief confefs, 
 See ! every look betrays the deep diftreis. 
 Alas ! the caufe too juft, that drowns her eyes, 
 Too plain the fource, from whence her forrows rife ! 
 DAMON, the lovely, cheerful youth is dead, 
 And with him all our boafted joys are fledj ' 
 In every mouth I hear the moving tale, 
 With conftant weeping every cheek grows pale, 
 DAMON from every eye demands a tear, 
 And damps the * jovial feafon of the year. 
 
 Behold, how abje& is our earthly ftate ! 
 A thread, that hangs between the fhecrs of fate: 
 Confcious of grief, and fenfible of pain, 
 Short are our pleafures, and thofe fhort ones vain j 
 From hour to hour we draw precarious breath, 
 And blindly trample on the fnares of death, 
 
 * He dy'd a few days before CHRISTMAS* 
 
 Our
 
 Our mortal frame no mortal pow'r can fave, 
 Struggling thro' care and forrow to the grave, 
 Death lurks in every fliape, and every breeze 
 Of air we draw is big with fome difeafe, 
 Our traytor-fenfes, in the civil ftrife, 
 Let in the foe to feize upon our life 5 
 We bloom, like lillies, with the dawning light, 
 And droop like them, and ficken e'er 'tis night. 
 
 Thus DAMON bloom'd, and in his bloom decayed, 
 Long e'er 'twas due, the debt of nature paid : 
 But oh ! how worthy of a longer life, 
 So free from wordy broils and focial ftrife, 
 So fam'd for candour, conftancy, and truth, 
 As CATO virtuous, in the tide of youth ! 
 In every various, graceful art approv'd, 
 And loving all mankind, by all belov'd. 
 Scarce ever did he frown, but on his face 
 Eternal pleafure laugh'd and youthful grace, 
 
 The
 
 [ 8*1 
 
 The fair ftill liften'd to his pleating drains, 
 
 And DAMON was the pride of MED WAY'S plains. 
 
 Blefl with his friendfhip, but too lately bleft ! 
 I fung 'fe Deum to my joyful bread, 
 With eager hands I feal'd the faithful vow, 
 And to my heart I faid, be open now, 
 Throw by thy worldly forms and wordly art, 
 And all thy fecrets to his foul impart ; 
 When on a fudden (as a mighty wijid 
 Roots up the oak, and leaves the fhrub behind) 
 A fierce * diftemper cropt his early prime, 
 While I remain, to mourn his fate in rhime. 
 So foon torn from me and fo lately giv'n ! 
 How dinted are thy bleilmgs, righteous heav'n? 
 
 Patient and graceful, like himfelf, he dy'd, 
 Bold as a Martyr, but without his pride, 
 
 * JThc Small-pox. 
 
 He
 
 [ 87 ] 
 
 He Courted not his fate, difturb'd in mind, 
 Nor fear'd the (broke* but gallantly refign'd: 
 When death advanc'd and in his wounded heart 
 He felt, with pain transfix'd, the mortal dart j 
 " My friends, faid he, my deareft friends, adieu, 
 u What moft I fear in death, is lofing you 5 , 
 u Thus in the blofTom of our joys to part ! 
 " 'Tis an hard ftruggle with a youthful heart, 
 " This weaknefs, if it bears that name, forgive, 
 " But fare it's none in youth to aoifb to live. 
 " Hadft thou, all-judging Pow'r, prolong'd my days, 
 " Each morning {hould have open'd with thy praife j 
 " But flnce thy hand cuts ftiort my fcanty line, 
 " Still to thy difpenfations I refign. 
 c< Death is the doom, in which we all are curft, 
 " And it's my lot to go that journey firftj 
 " Whate'er new worlds beyond the grave I find, 
 " I meet prepar'd, arm'd with a guiltlefs mind, 
 " Once more farewel and now, ye happy fides, 
 w Behold I come : then turn'd and clos'd his eyes. 
 
 In
 
 [88 ] 
 
 In that laft crifis of his ebbing breath, 
 Alas ! how many fuffer*d more than death ! 
 Numbers of every rank ftill feel the blow j 
 For who to DAMON did not fomething owe ? 
 In times of need, fa courteous was his mind, 
 All fought him for their friend, and found him kind, 
 Ingenuous and benevolent of heart, 
 Still ready to protect the injur'd part, 
 Proud to oblige, and fearful to offend, 
 The beit, good neighbour, and the eafieft friend. 
 
 Praife and refpe6t, that turn the giddy brain, 
 And make young men grow infolent and vain, 
 In DAMON'S breaft no proud conceptions wrought, 
 Laid no wrong biafs on his equal thought; 
 He fought not, but he fhun'd our vain applaufe, 
 And fought without reward in virtue's caufej 
 If he had any fault, 'twas want of pride, 
 And that's a fault on the good-natur'd fide* 
 
 None
 
 None were beneath his notice or his love. 
 And yet> fo happy was he, none above, 
 All were 'his equals, or he made 'em fo, 
 Rofe to the high, defcended to the low, 
 Him, in the fame frank manner, might you fee 
 Speaking by turns to Ro M N E Y and to ME. 
 
 How humble, yet how wealthy was his mind ? 
 How much to letters and to arts inclined? 
 Free from vain affectation and conceit, 
 His thoughts were manly, his ideas great, 
 Quick was his fancy and his judgment ftrongj 
 felefl with a modeft fluency of tongue* 
 
 Nor leaft of all, the mournful Bard admires 
 His kindred talents and poetick fires, 
 Proud is the Mufe amongft her fons to name 
 The youthful heir of fuch eftablhVd fame 5 
 Yet in one thought {he lofes half her pride, 
 That with his own fhort life his verfes dy'd, 
 
 N Like
 
 Like VIRGIL, but alas! with more fuccefs^ 
 
 He damn'd his own fair fruit and rob'd the prefs, 
 
 By his command the Ihining pages burn, 
 
 And fink in afhes, never to return, 
 
 Unlefs to verfe another life is giv'n, 
 
 And with her Bard the Mufe revives in heav'n. 
 
 But whilil his virtues thus my lays prolong, 
 His death recurs and checks me in my fong, 
 Courteous he was, and learn'd, and good, and juft j 
 But all thofe graces now are kid in duft ! 
 
 Ye fair ones, that fo lovely us'd to fmile, 
 And made our K E N T the P A p H o s of the ifle, 
 No more your DAMON with unlabour'd grace 
 Joins in the dance, nor at the board takes place, 
 To joys polite and innocent gives birth, 
 Nor thro' the crouded room diffufes mirth j 
 Mix'd with cold earth, all-motionlefs he lies, 
 No more his bofom beats, nor roll his eyes, 
 
 His
 
 [pi] 
 
 His comely limbs now mouldring for the worms, 
 The certain fpoilers of the faireft forms ! 
 But I perceive afrefh your forrows ftream, 
 And to my felf recal the mournful theme. 
 
 Forgive, dearfhade, thefe plain, well-meaning lays, 
 
 That in a native drefs record thy praife, 
 
 
 
 This fober theme a fober Mufe demands, 
 Not one that wanders thro' romantick lands, 
 And whines a fairy tale of woods and plains, 
 And nymphs bewailing their departed fwains : 
 When ftately villains unlamented dye, 
 The venal poet muft to fidion fly, 
 With foreign arts his want of merit hide, 
 And in the helps of common-place confide > 
 The rivers iseep^ the floors forget to bloom^ 
 And browzing flocks deplore their Jbep herd's doom. 
 Winds moan bis deatb^ inftrufted by the Mufe^ 
 In mournful fighs, 'which human breafts refufc. 
 
 Nz But
 
 [p.* ] 
 
 But real forrows leflen in difguife, 
 And art is ufelefs when a DAMON dies. 
 Nor needs the willow to preferve his fame, 
 Grav'd in the nobleir. bofoms lives his name ; 
 R o M N E Y laments his death, illuftrious Peer ! 
 And ev'iy neighbouring beauty drops a tear, 
 KENT in her annals will his lofs retain, 
 'Till at the judgment-bar we meet again.
 
 [93 1 
 
 To Mrs. CENTLIVRE, at that 
 time dangeroufly ill. 
 
 D J 
 
 Truck with a pafTion for unhappy Ro WE, 
 To whom fo many fmifh'd fcenesweowej 
 I paid my tribute to his mighty name, 
 
 A ftranger to his perfon but by fame: 
 
 The man, but not the author was unknown, 
 Oft have I made his well-wrought verfe my own. 
 Oft have I wept his dying Hero's caufe, 
 And fhook the ecchoing dome with loud applaufe; 
 From hence alone my grateful forrows rife, 
 Hence the prompt tears o'erflow my fwelling eyes ; 
 But double pangs thy mournful bofom rend, 
 I lofe the Poet only, you the Friend. 
 You knew the fecret virtues of his heart, 
 How void it was of every treacherous artj 
 
 Search'd
 
 [94 3 
 
 Searched the vaft hidden treafures of his mind, 
 And weep in him the lofs to all mankind. 
 
 GARTH followed foon, from the unfparing grave, 
 Not his own art his mortal life could fave ! 
 Two Bards at once the tyrant fwept away, 
 To feed the worm, and mix with vulgar clay j 
 Nor yet content, unbounded in his rage, 
 Of TH EE too he attempts to rob the age. 
 Infulting death ! oh flop thy favage hand, 
 Reverie, tremendous Power, the rafh command} 
 Already you have given us too much griefj 
 Be kind at laft, and minifter relief j 
 Stop our forboding tears, aflwage our pain, 
 And give CENTLIVRE back to health again. 
 
 To
 
 {95} 
 
 To Mrs. CENTLIVRE, upon 
 her defiring him to read and 
 correct a POEM. 
 
 N vain, O R i N D A, on my aid, 
 
 And weaker judgment you relyj 
 Too raihly, Fair-one, you perfuade, 
 A mortal to corred the iky. 
 
 To me, like P H A E T o N of old, 
 A dangerous province you refign, 
 
 Which I, like him unfkill'd, and bold, 
 Accept, and mimick Po\v'r divine. 
 
 Without
 
 Without my help the foul to warm 
 
 With love, ftill happily proceed. 
 Bid other LE o N o R A'S * charm, 
 
 And other villains juftly bleed 
 
 Whilft party-mad the B R i T i s H FAIR, 
 On Monarch J E M IM Y fet their hearts, 
 
 Defpife the peaceful houfe-wife's care, 
 And pra&ife their feditious arts. 
 
 Whilft they with lies revile the TH RO NE, 
 And with Church fears their minds perplex, 
 
 Their follies fingly you atone, 
 And fingly you redeem the fex. 
 
 * See the CRUEL GIFT, a Tragedy. Written by Mrs. CENTLIVRE. 
 
 EPI-
 
 EPIGRAM on Dr. CRASSUS. 
 
 R A s s u s, the Poet's and the Villain's tool, 
 Juft wife enough to think himfclf a fool, 
 Swears that in each lampoon he fees his face. 
 And vows revenge upon the rhiming race : 
 For once, dear CRASSUS, let a foe advife, 
 Look on thy felf with more aufpicious eyes, 
 To blab thy weaknefs, be not thou the firfl, 
 For that of all thy follies is the worft 5 
 Ill-natttr' d fcriblcrs, unoffended, read, 
 The confcious Ideot is a wretch indeed ! 
 By other hands let our defeats be known, 
 For 'tis the devil to betray one's own. 
 
 
 O 
 
 On
 
 
 On the SAME. 
 
 LASSUS looks grave and learned to the eye, 
 His (tiff fcarf nifties as he pafles byj 
 Mark that wife flirug, that deep defign- 
 
 ing frown ! 
 
 His fleck, broad beaver, and his glofly gown ! 
 Oft he flops fhort, and at the firft alarm. 
 Doubles his fpeed, and fwings his carelefs arm : 
 Sometimes he bites his nails, and rubs his head, 
 Nay (what you'll fcarce believe) I've feen him read: 
 Sure CRASSUS for a deep Divine may pafs 
 And fo, with your permiflion, may an Afs. 
 Ay, and fome people think, with more pretence, 
 For one has fpoke, and he fpoke better fenfe. 
 
 On
 
 [99] 
 
 On the SAME. 
 
 I R A s s u s one evening (as 'tis oft his doom) 
 I cm 
 
 Was made the ipublickButt of all the room, 
 
 Backfide and forefide upon him they fall. 
 At laft, fays C R A s s u s fmartly to 'em all : 
 Nay foftly, Sirs ! For all this great ado, 
 I can my talents boafl as well as you : 
 Perhaps I'm not fo bright-, I grant you that, 
 But I'm as ftrong, as jolly and as fat -, 
 You, MILVIUS, can your lines and circles draw, 
 I can make circles too for boys at taw. 
 
 You, Sir, can pun, or make a pleaiant joke, 
 I know you can and I can laugh and fmoke. 
 You underftand your Greek and Logick better, 
 (Of which indeed I fcarcely know a letter.) 
 
 O ^ But
 
 But I can preach and chat^ and after Pray V 
 Walk with the Ladies out to take the air. 
 You have more learning^ Sir, perhaps than I, 
 And you more ccvY all this I don't deny. 
 But who has moft of fomething elfe, as good? 
 Come on ! and we'll be judg'd by Miilreis W D. 
 
 On the SAME. 
 
 Nform'd in nature^ fliop while CRASSUS lay, 
 
 '* A cumbrous heap of coaife neglected clay, 
 Pray, Madam, fays the foreman of the trade, 
 What of yon paultry rubbijb muft be made ? 
 For it's too grofs, fays he, and unrefin'd, 
 To be the carcafs of a thinking mind 3 
 Then it's too lumpifli and too ftiff to make 
 A Fop, a Beau, a Witling, or a Rakej 
 Nor is it for a Lady's footman fit, 
 For Ladies footmen muft have fcnfe and wit -, 
 
 A war-
 
 [ "I ] 
 
 A Warrior muft be vigilant and bold. 
 
 And therefore claims a brifk and active mould ; 
 
 A Statefman muft be ikill'd in various aits, 
 
 A Strumpet muft have charms, a Pimp have parts. 
 
 A Lawyer, Without craft, will 'get n6 fees 
 
 This matter therefore will make none of tbefe 5 
 
 In fhort, I plainly think it good for nought j 
 
 But, Madam, I defire your better thought. 
 
 Why, To M, fays me, in a difdainful tone, 
 Amongft the ftwcpings let it then be thrown, 
 Or make a Parfon of the ufelcfs ftufF, 
 Twill ferve a preaching blockhead well enough. 
 -twaJI xa xicft hn- vitftsh sifl
 
 To my Friend the AUTHOR of 
 the TRAGEDY of Sir WALTER 
 RALEIGH. 
 
 1ft two great Bards our grateful Country 
 
 mourns, 
 And fheds the debt of forrow o'er their 
 
 urns; 
 
 Transfus'd in thee, revive their generous fires. 
 And liberty again her fons infpires. 
 Thrice happy Poet ! in thy numbers glow 
 The elegance of GARTH, and force of ROWE. 
 From yon* bright arch thy fpreading fame they fee, 
 And triumph in a fucceflbr like thee. 
 
 Behold ! to cure the frenzy of the age, 
 A fecond C A T o rifes on the flage , 
 
 The
 
 The fame their fuff'rings, for a caufe the 
 Nor yields the ENGLISH to the ROMAN name. 
 
 Oppre&'d with noife, and drunken party-ftrife, 
 Where I s i s flows, I wafte a painful life, 
 Stunn'd with the terrors of impending woes, 
 And Prektes to the Church infatiate foes* 
 Of uncouth logick terms condemn'd to hear 
 The fame pedantick Crambe all the year, 
 Pro forma to difpute the queftions round, 
 And trace the windings of fcholaflick ground , 
 To College walls reluctantly confin'd, 
 Check'd in the native freedom of my mind 5 
 Or on the Stage with correfponding eyes, 
 I would have feen thy Britijb Hero rife, 
 For virtue and religion hear him plead, 
 And boldly for a thanklefs nation bleed 5 
 But partial laws that happiuefs deny'd, 
 Againft my will I laid the wifh. afide, 
 1 
 
 Content
 
 [ 104 ] 
 
 Content to read thee in thy genuine light, 
 Where no proud fcenes attract the dazzled fight, 
 Stript of the pomp and trappings of the Stage, 
 Strong is thy diftion, and fublime thy rage 5 
 Great in your felf, you want no foreign art 
 To raife companion, and awake the heart, 
 The fecret fprings of nature to controul, 
 And touch the diff'rent paffions of the foul. 
 Accept, my friend, thefe tributary lays 
 (If by that name I may prefume to praifc) 
 Permit me, laft, thy full applaufe to crown, 
 And join the publick CHORUS of the Town. 
 St. JOHN'* College, Oxon. Feb. 3 d 1718 19,
 
 T HE 
 
 BOTTLE-SCRUR 
 
 A TALE. 
 
 interjit) nife dignus vindice nodus 
 Incident. Hor. 
 
 H E PATTEN, FAN, and PETTICOAT, 
 
 Three modern Themes o^fpecial note, 
 In parlous rhimcs immortal live, 
 
 If rhimes immortal life can give j 
 
 The M o u s E-T R A P in fonorous lays 
 
 Tranfinits thro' ages TA F F Y'S praife 5 
 
 While flill unfiing in pompous ftrains, 
 
 Oh ! fliamc ! the B o T T L E-S c R u E remains, 
 
 O The
 
 E 
 
 The B o T T L E-S c R u E, whofe worth, whofe ufe 
 All men confefs, that love the juice j 
 Forgotten fleeps the man, to whom 
 We owe th'invention, in his tomb, 
 No publick honours grace his name, 
 No pious Bard records his fame, 
 Elate with pride and joy I fee 
 The deathlefs talk referv'd for me. 
 
 i 
 
 Say, gentle Mufe, in living fong, 
 Whence firft this ufeful engine fprung, 
 And TH o u, who (if report fpeak true) 
 In pocket always bear'ft thy SCRUB, 
 Accept, D L NE, in youthful lays, 
 The homage which the Poet pays. 
 
 Once on a time, of mortal men, 
 (No matter where, no matter when) 
 There hVd a jolly, country Vicar, 
 Who lov'd the Church, and eke his liquor, 
 
 What
 
 [ 107] 
 
 What was his name, 1 do not read 
 
 InBAKER, HOLLINGSHEAD, OrSpEED, 
 
 But thro' the progrefs of our Poem, 
 
 By name of R o G E R you muft know him. 
 
 Some little faults this ROGER had, 
 But of the dead, mum ! nothing bad 5 
 As that he rarely paid bis debts, 
 And others, which the Mufe forgets 5 
 Our bufinefs 'tis his faults to hide. 
 And only fhew his better fide. 
 
 All writers in this point agree, 
 That he was jovifant and free, 
 A merry Wight ! and after Mafs, 
 Would fmoke his pipe, and drink his glals : 
 Oft fond of mirth and conversation, 
 Or prefs'd by courteous invitation, 
 To neighb'ring farmers he'd repair, 
 And fpend a winter ev'ning there j 
 
 O i Sometimes
 
 Sometimes of grimly fprights would talk, 
 Tha.t in white iheets at midnight walk, 
 'Till all the lift'ning children groan, 
 And dare not go to bed alone j 
 Sometimes would on the mufick play, 
 Or putt, to pafs the time away, 
 Sometimes to ravifh'd clowns would fpeak 
 Mouthfuls of Latin and of Greek, 
 His logick {hew and claffick knowledge, 
 And tell of merry freaks at College j 
 Play with the louts at Ckriftmas games, 
 And in their abfence with their dames 5 
 For wary Clerks learn all thefe arts 
 To gain efteem, and conquer hearts. 
 
 It chanc'd, as old traditions fay, 
 That on a certain holiday, 
 The 'Squire, defigning to carouze, 
 Some friends invited to his houfej 
 
 Amongft
 
 Amongft the reft, as was moft fitting, 
 To fandify the merry meeting, 
 The Parfon, if we credit fame, 
 Was fent for and precifely came. 
 
 Supper now waited on the board, 
 The guefts ftand round, and at the word, 
 Sir ROGER, with a folemn face, 
 Held forth his hat, and tonM a grace, 
 He faid, and hemming thrice aloud, 
 Sate down, and venerably bow'd. 
 
 Plain, not luxurious was the feaft, 
 But what a gen'rous heart confefs'dj 
 Firft, on the difh fublimely rear'd, 
 The famous Britijh Loin appear'd, 
 Whofe worth our loftieft praife deferves, 
 Great builder of the warrior's nerves ! 
 Two Turkies next the footman bore, 
 Which lately gobbled at the door, 
 
 But
 
 [ no] 
 
 But oh ! how very fhort their fpan ? 
 Unhappy fowls ! the food of man ! 
 The careful matron, from whole hand 
 To peck the grain they wont to Hand, 
 From weeping fcarcely could refrain. 
 To fee her pretty poultry (lain. 
 The feaft a difh of Wild-fowl crown'd, 
 Which on the neighboring woody ground, 
 The 'Squire himfelf had lately kill'd, 
 A fportfman, mod exactly fkill'd j 
 Full oft, unerring from afar, 
 Forth trudg'd he to the Sylvan war, 
 In fearch of Foes, with ruthlefs mind, 
 Preaded by all the feather'd kind, 
 For let 'em that way fly or this, 
 Seldom the 'Squire was known to mifs. 
 
 Thus far premis'd, 'tis now high time 
 To check our long-digrefling rhime. 
 
 The
 
 [ III ] 
 
 The tafk intended to purfue, 
 And of our tale refume the clue 5 
 Wherefore the Supper now was over, 
 And THOMAS brought up the Ottober j 
 The hoary bottle feem'd to tell, 
 That all within was ripe and well} 
 When ftudious to extract the Cork, 
 Sir Ro G E R fet his teeth to work j 
 This way and that the Cork he ply'd, 
 And wrench'd in vain from fide to fidej 
 In vain his ivory grinders ftrain'd^ 
 For ftill unmov'd the Cork remain'd j 
 
 And as a Chieftain flout in fight 
 
 Exerts his utmofl, warlike might. 
 
 Loth to defert his dcftin'd poll, 
 
 And fee his ravim'd honours lofl, 
 
 So did the Cork maintain the field j 
 
 And fcorn'd to human force to yield, 
 
 Still kept the feat, each mock reprefs'd, 
 
 Which in the cellar it poflefs'd. 
 
 i At
 
 [ i 3 
 
 At length, enrag'd with foul defeat, 
 
 The Levite burn'd with fiercer heat, 
 
 And grown by thirft more valiant far, 
 
 He meditates a fecond war j 
 
 Firm on the fpungy Cork he plac'd 
 
 His doubty thumb, and downwards prefs'd 
 
 The yielding wood j but oh ! dire luck ! 
 
 Faft in its place his own thumb ftuck. 
 
 Loudly the pleas'd fpectators laugh'd, 
 
 With pain and fhame the Parfon chaf 'd, 
 
 Long did he ftrive, with adverfe fate, 
 
 His captive thumb to extricate, 
 
 Nor could his liberty regain, 
 
 'Till hammer broke the glafly chain $ 
 
 Leave to withdraw the Prieft defir'd, 
 
 And bowing, fullenly retir'd. 
 
 Homewards with flying fteps he fped, 
 Smok'd half a pipe, and went to bed, 
 
 Where
 
 [ "3 1 
 
 Where pond'ring for a while he lay 
 On the mifcarriage of the day 5 
 At length the {hades of fleep arife, 
 And gently feal his clofing eyes : 
 Now thro' the gloom of pitchy night, 
 There flood prefented to his fight, 
 Or feem'd to fland, the God of wine, 
 Known by his fhyrfus and his Vine, 
 Which cluft'ring round his ample head, 
 His broad impurpled cheeks o'erfpread j 
 This hand a Cork-feme did contain, 
 
 And that a Bottle of Champaign j 
 
 He fate majeftick 'crofs his Tun, 
 
 Andfaid, Hail! deareft, rev'rend Son, 
 
 K Whofe bulky paunch and rofy face 
 
 ce Proclaim thee of the toping race, 
 
 * c Behold in me thy darling God, 
 
 <c At whofe imperial, awful nod, 
 
 " Immortal Deities get drunk, 
 
 " And lewdly rave for mortal punk, 
 
 P You*
 
 [ "4] 
 
 " Your grofTer flefh and blood put on, 
 " And tread on folid nerves and bone^ 
 " Scorn their own thin, unbody'd Dames, 
 " And fcorch in fenfual, human flames ; 
 " For w?, to- give mankind their due$ 
 " Love a tit bitj as well as you-. 
 
 " Laft night (for we above, you know* 
 " See all things that are done below) 
 c * I faw thy confcious fhame and grief, 
 " And come to miiiifter reliefs 
 cc For lo ! this crooked inftrument 
 cc All future mifchief fhall prevent. 
 Thus, with a fmile, kind BACCHUS fpoke, 
 And in his hand the weapon took, 
 He flipt it o'er his finger-joint, 
 And to the Cork apply'd the point, 
 Gently he turn'd it round and round, 
 'Till in the midfl its fpires were wound. 
 
 Then
 
 Then bending earthward low, betwixt 
 His knees the Bottle firmly fixt. 
 And giving it a fuddcn jerk, 
 From its clofe prifon wrench'd the Cork : 
 The wine now iflu'd at command, 
 When, with a bumper in his hand, 
 Your health, Sir ROGER, quoth the God, 
 Sir ROGER gave a rev'rend nod, 
 In a full brimmer pledg'd his gueft, 
 
 And gravely toafted to the be ft, 
 
 They chat together, drink and fill, 
 And like two inkle-weavers fwill, 
 'Till both begin to hang the lip, 
 See double, flare like pigs, and clip > 
 Then, hugging, take a parting glafs, 
 (But dream-wife all this came to pafs) 
 His Deity reel'd home to heav'n, 
 And mailer ROGER wak'd a 
 
 Pi Up
 
 Up ftrait he got, in joyous haft, 
 And recollecting what had pafs'd, 
 How with 3 God he fpent the night, 
 His heart exulted with delight, 
 Each circumftance, their talk, their wine 
 Prov'd his late vifitor divine, 
 The thought of which celeftial favour. 
 Gave a new turn to his behaviour, 
 Wore off the gloom of lafl night's fpleen, 
 Intent to form the new machine. 
 
 But firft, to his no&urnal gueft 
 This fhort petition he addrefs'd; 
 " Thrice honour'd pow'r ! whofe drunken fway 
 <c The jovial fons of earth obey, 
 u If yet the racy fumes are fled, 
 ** Which feiz'd laft night thy gracious head, 
 w The hint, which then you kindly gave, 
 " Accomplifh and oblige your flave, 
 
 "For 

 
 [ "7] 
 
 " For the great work my arm infpire, 
 " To bend aright the ftubborn wire, 
 To grind the edge, no eafy thing! 
 " And for the finger fhape the Rings 
 " So yearly, at thy hallow'd fhrine, 
 " I'llfacrifice a tun of wine, 
 
 He fpoke, and with his lifted eyes 
 Saw the God pofting from the flues. 
 
 Now to the mighty talk he (ets 
 His hands, and o'er the anvil fweats> 
 Firft puts the iron in the fire, 
 And hammers out the glowing wire, 
 Then tortures it in curls around, 
 As tendrils on the vine are found, 
 Sharpens the bottom, rounds the top, 
 And finifli'd bears it from the ihop j 
 Well-pleas'd, aBoxTLE-scRUE he names it, 
 And facred to the God proclaims it. 
 
 This
 
 [ n8 ] 
 
 This curious Engine, fays the Priefly 
 Shall ftretch my feme from Weft to Eaft, 
 Me the fox-hunting, tipling 'Squire, 
 And punning Curate foall admire > 
 Me fhall the raking Templer praife. 
 And Altars to my glory raife. 
 When privately he treats his Whore, 
 And this fam'd SCRUB fecures the door 5 
 By me (hall BIRMINGHAM become 
 In future days, more fam'd than ROME, 
 Shall owe to me her reputation, 
 And ferve with BOTTLE-SCRUBS the nation, 
 
 FINIS,
 
 Lately Publtflfd. 
 
 TREPHON'S Revenge, a Satire on the 
 OXFORD I'oafls. Infcrib'd to the Au- 
 thor of Merton Walks. The third Edi- 
 tion. 
 
 Moveat cornicula rifum^ 
 Furti'vis nudata coloribus Hor. 
 
 Si natura neget, facit indignatio verfum. Juvenal. 
 
 Price One Shilling. 
 
 II. A Letter from a Student \i\Grubftreet to a Reve- 
 rend highPrieft, and Head of a College in OXFORD j 
 containing an account of a malicious Defign to blacken 
 him and ieveral of his Friends. 
 
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 bit) & in/ignis totd cantabitur urbe. 
 
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 III. The OXFORD Criticks, a Satire, 
 
 An, fiquis atro dente me petvverit 
 IttultttSy ut flebo puer ? 
 
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