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On parchment scraps y-fed, and Wormius hight1.
To future ages may thy dulness last,

As thou preserv'st the dulness of the past!

"There, dim in clouds, the poring Scholiasts mark, Wits, who, like owls, see only in the dark,

A Lumber-house of books in ev'ry head,

For ever reading, never to be read!

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"But, where each Science lifts its modern type, Hist'ry her Pot, Divinity her Pipe,

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While proud Philosophy repines to show,
Dishonest sight! his breeches rent below;

Embrown'd with native bronze, lo! Henley stands 3,
Turning his voice, and balancing his hands.
How fluent nonsense trickles from his tongue!
How sweet the periods, neither said, nor sung!
Still break the benches, Henley! with thy strain,
While Sherlock, Hare, and Gibson preach in vain.
Oh great Restorer of the good old Stage,
Preacher at once, and Zany of thy age!
Oh worthy thou of Egypt's wise abodes,

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A decent priest, where monkeys were the gods!
But fate with butchers placed thy priestly stall,
Meek modern faith to murder, hack, and maul;
And bade thee live, to crown Britannia's praise,
In Toland's, Tindal's, and in Woolston's days 5.
"Yet oh, my sons, a father's words attend:
(So may the fates preserve the ears you lend)
'Tis yours a Bacon or a Locke to blame,

'such myster wight' would be sense.] Myster wight] Uncouth mortal. F.

Wormius hight.] Let not this name, purely fictitious, be conceited to mean the learned Olaus Wormius; much less (as it was unwarrantably foisted into the surreptitious editions) our own Antiquary Mr Thomas Hearne, who had no way aggrieved our Poet, but on the contrary published many curious tracts which he hath to his great contentment perused. P. [Part om.]

hight] "In Cumberland they say to hight, for to promise, or vow; but HIGHT, usually signifies was called; and so it does in the North even to this day, notwithstanding what is done in Cumberland.' Hearne. P. [The old hâtan means to call and to promise (German heissen, verheissen.)]

2 Wits, who, like owls, &c.] These few lines exactly describe the right verbal critic: The darker his author is, the better he is pleased; like the famous Quack Doctor, who put up in his bills, he delighted in matters of difficulty. Some body said well of these men, that their heads were Libraries out of order. P.

3 lo! Henley stands, &c.] J. Henley the Orator; he preached on the Sundays upon Theological matters, and on the Wednesdays upon all other sciences. Each auditor paid one shilling. He declaimed some years against the greatest

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persons, and occasionally did our Author that honour. After having stood some Prosecutions, he turned his rhetoric to buffoonery upon all publick and private occurrences. This man had an hundred pounds a year given him for the secret service of a weekly paper of unintelligible nonsense, called the Hyp-Doctor. P. [Part om. [John Henley, a native of Leicestershire, had graduated at Cambridge; but set up a scheme of Universology on his own account, establishing his 'Oratory' in a wooden booth in Newport mar ket in 1726. Three years later he removed his pulpit to the corner of Lincoln's Inn Fields, and though subjected to a prosecution for profaning the clerical character, continued his exhibitions till the middle of the century. See Wright's Caric. Hist. of the Georges, and Jesse, George Selwyn and his Contemporaries, Vol. 1., where Henley is said to have been a man of real learning and of poetical talent. He died in 1756.]

4 Sherlock, Hare, Gibson,] Bishops of Salisbury, Chichester, and London; whose Sermons and Pastoral Letters did honour to their country as well as stations. P.

5 Of Toland and Tindal, see Book 11. [v. 399) Tho. Woolston was an impious madman, who wrote in a most insolent style against the Miracles of the Gospel, in the years 1726, &c. P.

A Newton's genius, or a Milton's flame:
But oh! with One, immortal One dispense;

The source of Newton's Light, of Bacon's Sense.
Content, each Emanation of his fires

That beams on earth, each Virtue he inspires,
Each Art he prompts, each Charm he can create,
Whate'er he gives, are giv'n for you to hate.
Persist, by all divine in Man unaw'd,

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But, Learn, ye DUNCES! not to scorn your God1.""
Thus he, for then a ray of Reason stole
Half thro' the solid darkness of his soul;
But soon the cloud return'd-and thus the Sire:
"See now, what Dulness and her sons admire!
See what the charms, that smite the simple heart
Not touch'd by Nature, and not reach'd by Art."
His never-blushing head he turn'd aside,
(Not half so pleas'd when Goodman prophesy'd 2)
And look'd, and saw a sable Sorc'rer3 rise,
Swift to whose hand a winged volume flies:
All sudden, Gorgons hiss, and Dragons glare,
And ten-horn'd fiends and Giants rush to war.

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Hell rises, Heav'n descends, and dance on Earth 4:
Gods, imps, and monsters, music, rage, and mirth,
A fire, a jig, a battle, and a ball,

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'Till one wide conflagration swallows all.

Thence a new world to Nature's laws unknown,
Breaks out refulgent, with a heav'n its own:
Another Cynthia her new journey runs,

And other planets circle other suns.

The forests dance, the rivers upward rise,

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Whales sport in woods, and dolphins in the skies;

And last, to give the whole creation grace,

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Lo! one vast Egg produces human race.

Joy fills his soul, joy innocent of thought;

'What pow'r,' he cries, what pow'r these wonders wrought?' 250 "Son, what thou seek'st is in thee! Look, and find

1 But, Learn, ye Dunces! not to scorn your God.'] Virg. Æn. vi. [v. 619]. The hardest lesson a Dunce can learn. For being bred to scorn what he does not understand, that which he understands least he will be apt to scorn most. Of which, to the disgrace of all Government, and (in the Poet's opinion) even of that of DULNESS herself, we have had a late example in a book intitled, Philosophical Essays concerning human Understanding. P.

not to scorn your God.'] See this subject pursued in Book IV. P.

2 (Not half so pleas'd when Goodman prophesy'd] Mr Cibber tells us, in his Life, p. 149, that Goodman being at the rehearsal of a play, in which he had a part, clapped him on the shoulder and cried, "If he does not make a good actor, I'll be d-d."-And (says Mr Cibber) I make it a question, whether Alexander himself, or Charles

the Twelfth of Sweden, when at the head of their first victorious armies, could feel a greater transport in their bosoms than I did in mine. P.

3 a sable Sorcrer] Dr Faustus, the subject of a set of Farces, which lasted in vogue two or three seasons, in which both Play-houses strove to outdo each other for some years. All the extravagances in the sixteen lines following were introduced on the Stage, and frequented by persons of the first quality in England, to the twentieth and thirtieth time. P. [Probably revivals of Mountfort's harlequinade founded on Marlowe's tragedy.]

4 Hell rises, Heav'n descends, and dance on Earth:] This monstrous absurdity was actually represented in Tibbald's Rape of Proserpine. P. 5 Lo! one vast Egg] In another of these Farces, Harlequin is hatched upon the stage out of a large Egg. P.

Each monster meets his likeness in thy mind.
Yet would'st thou more? in yonder cloud behold,
Whose sars'net skirts are edg'd with flamy gold,
A matchless youth! his nod these worlds controls,
Wings the red lightning, and the thunder rolls.
Angel of Dulness, sent to scatter round
Her magic charms o'er all unclassic ground:
Yon stars, yon suns, he rears at pleasure higher,
Illumes their light, and sets their flames on fire.
Immortal Rich! how calm he sits at ease
'Mid snows of paper, and fierce hail of pease;
And proud his Mistress' orders to perform,
Rides in the whirlwind, and directs the storm.
"But lo! to dark encounter in mid air 2
New wizards rise; I see my Cibber there!
Booth in his cloudy tabernacle shrin'd",

On grinning dragons thou shalt mount the wind 5.
Dire is the conflict, dismal is the din,

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Here shouts all Drury, there all Lincoln's-inn ®;
Contending Theatres our empire raise,

Alike their labours, and alike their praise.

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"And are these wonders, Son, to thee unknown?
Unknown to thee? these wonders are thy own.
These Fate reserv'd to grace thy reign divine,
Foreseen by me, but ah! withheld from mine.
In Lud's old walls tho' long I rul'd, renown'd
Far as loud Bow's stupendous bells resound;
Tho' my own Aldermen conferr'd the bays,
To me committing their eternal praise,
Their full-fed Heroes, their pacific May'rs
Their annual trophies, and their monthly wars;
Tho' long my Party 9 built on me their hopes,
For writing Pamphlets, and for roasting Popes 10;

1 Immortal Rich!] Mr John Rich, Master of the Theatre Royal in Covent-garden, was the first that excelled this way. P.

2 [Join their dark encounter in mid-air. Milton, Par. Lost, II. v. 718.]

3 Booth and Cibber were joint managers of the Theatre in Drury-lane, P.

4 [as Harlequin.]

5 On grinning dragons thou shalt mount the wind.] In his Letter to Mr P. Mr C. solemnly declares this not to be literally true. We hope therefore the_reader will understand it allegorically only. P.

[The Theatre called the Duke's was built in Portugal Street, Lincoln's Inn Fields, at the time of the Restoration. It was here Rich first brought out his harlequinades; but soon after his removal it was closed (1737.)]

7 After ver. 274 in the former Edd, followed: For works like these let deathless Journals tell "None but thyself can be thy parallel."

Warburton.

Var. None but thyself can be thy parallel] A marvellous line of Theobald; unless the Play

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called the Double Falsehood be (as he would have it believed) Shakespear's. P.

9 Annual trophies, on the Lord-mayor's day: and monthly wars in the Artillery-ground. P.

9 Tho' long my Party] Settle, like most Party-writers, was very uncertain in his political principles. He was employed to hold the pen in the Character of a popish successor, but afterwards printed his Narrative on the other side. He had managed the ceremony of a famous Popeburning on Nov. 17, 1680; then became a trooper in King James's army, at Hounslow-heath. After the Revolution he kept a booth at Bartholomewfair, where, in the droll called St George for England, he acted in his old age in a Dragon of green leather of his own invention; he was at last taken into the Charter-house, and there died, aged sixty years. P. [Carruthers observes that Settle was really seventy-six at the time of his death (1724).]

10 After ver. 284 in the former Edd. followed: 'Diff'rent our parties, but with equal grace The Goddess smiles on Whig and Tory race." Warburton.

Yet lo! in me what authors have to brag on!
Reduc'd at last to hiss in my own dragon.
Avert it, Heav'n! that thou, my Cibber, e'er
Should'st wag a serpent-tail in Smithfield fair!
Like the vile straw that's blown about the streets,
The needy Poet sticks to all he meets,
Coach'd, carted, trod upon, now loose, now fast,
And carry'd off in some Dog's tail at last.

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Happier thy fortunes! like a rolling stone,

Thy giddy dulness still shall lumber on,
Safe in its heaviness, shall never stray,

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But lick up ev'ry blockhead in the way.

Thee shall the Patriot, thee the Courtier taste1,

And ev'ry year be duller than the last.

Till rais'd from booths, to Theatre, to Court,

Her seat imperial Dulness shall transport.
Already Opera prepares the way,

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The sure fore-runner of her gentle sway:

Let her thy heart, next Drabs and Dice, engage,
The third mad passion of thy doting age.
Teach thou the warbling Polypheme to roar,
And scream thyself as none e'er scream'd before!

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To aid our cause, if Heav'n thou can'st not bend,
Hell thou shalt move; for Faustus is our friend:
Pluto with Cato thou for this shalt join,
And link the Mourning Bride to Proserpine.

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Grubstreet! thy fall should men and Gods conspire,
Thy stage shall stand, ensure it but from Fire.
Another Eschylus appears! prepare

For new abortions, all ye pregnant fair!
In flames, like Semele's 7, be brought to bed,
While op'ning Hell spouts wild-fire at your head.

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"Now, Bavius, take the poppy from thy brow,
And place it here! here all ye Heroes bow!
This, this is he, foretold by ancient rhymes:
Th' Augustus born to bring Saturnian times.
Signs following signs lead on the mighty year!
See! the dull stars roll round and re-appear.
See, see, our own true Phoebus wears the bays 8!

Thee shall the Patriot, thee the Courtier taste,] It stood in the first edition with blanks ** and ** Concanen was sure "they must needs mean no body but King GEORGE and Queen CAROLINE; and said he would insist it was so, till the Poet cleared himself by filling up the blanks otherwise, agreeably to the context, and consistent with his allegiance." P.

2 Polypheme] He translated the Italian Opera of Polifemo; but unfortunately lost the whole jest of the story. P. [Part om.]

3 Faustus, Pluto, &c.] Names of miserable Farces, which it was the custom to act at the end of the best Tragedies, to spoil the digestion of the audience. P.

4 [Congreve's tragedy.]

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ensure it but from Fire.] In Tibbald's farce of Proserpine, a corn-field was set on fire: whereupon the other play-house had a barn burnt down for the recreation of the spectators. They also rival'd each other in showing the burnings of hell-fire, in Dr Faustus. P.

6 Another Eschylus appears! It is reported of Eschylus, that when his Tragedy of the Furies was acted, the audience were so terrified that the children fell into fits. P.

7 like Semele's,] See Ovid, Met. III. P. 9 Ver. 323. See, see, our own &c.] In the former Edd.:

'Beneath his reign shall Eusden wear the bays,

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