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Custom, grown blind with Age, must be your guide;
Your pleasure is a vice, but not your pride;
By Nature yielding, stubborn but for fame;
Made Slaves by honour, and made Fools by shame,
Marriage may all those petty Tyrants chase,
But sets up one, a greater, in their place;
Well might you wish for change by those accurst,
But the last Tyrant ever proves the worst.
Still in constraint your suff'ring Sex remains,
Or bound in formal, or in real chains:
Whole years neglected, for some months ador'd,
The fawning Servant turns a haughty Lord.
Ah quit not the free innocence of life,
For the dull glory of a virtuous_Wife;
Nor let false Shows, or empty Titles please:
Aim not at Joy, but rest content with Ease.

The Gods, to curse Pamela with her pray’rs,
Gave the gilt Coach and dappled Flanders Mares,
The shining robes, rich jewels, beds of state,
And, to complete her bliss, a Fool for Mate.
She glares in Balls, front Boxes, and the Ring,
A vain, unquiet, glitt'ring, wretched Thing!
Pride, Pomp, and State but reach her outward part;
She sighs, and is no Duchess at her heart.

But, Madam, if the fates withstand, and you
Are destin'd Hymen's willing Victim too;
Trust not too much your now resistless charms,
Those, Age or Sickness, soon or late disarms:
Good humour only teaches charms to last,
Still makes new conquests, and maintains the past;
Love, rais'd on Beauty, will like that decay,
Our hearts may bear its slender chain a day;
As flow'ry bands in wantonness are worn,
A morning's pleasure, and at evening torn;
This binds in ties more easy, yet more strong,
The willing heart, and only holds it long.

Thus' Voiture's i early care still shone the same,
And Montausier ? was only chang'd in name:
By this, ev'n now they live, ev'n now they charm,
Their Wit still sparkling, and their flames still warm.

Now crown'd with Myrtle, on th' Elysian coast,
Amid those Lovers, joys his gentle Ghost:
Pieas'd, while with smiles his happy lines you view,
And finds a fairer Ramboüillet in you.
The brightest eyes of France inspir'd his Muse;
The brightest eyes of Britain now peruse ;
And dead, as living, 'tis our Author's pride
Still to charm those who charm the world beside,

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1 Mademoiselle Paulet. P.

Rambouillet. He was believed to have been the ? [The Duke of Montausier, governor to the original of Molière's Misanthrope.] Dauphin son of Louis xiv., married Mdlle, de



A air,



S some fond Virgin, whom ber mother's care
Just when she learns to roll a melting eye,
And hear a spark, yet think no danger nigh;
From the dear man unwilling she must sever,

Yet takes one kiss before she parts for ever:
Thus from the world fair Zephalinda: flew,
Saw others happy, and with sighs withdrew;
Not that their Pleasures caus'd her discontent,
She sigh'd not that they stay'd, but that she went.

She went, to plain-work, and to purling brooks,
Old fashion'd halls, dull Aunts, and croaking rooks:
She went from Op'ra, Park, Assembly, Play,
To morning-walks, and pray’rs three hours a day;
To part her time 'twixt reading and bohea;

To muse, and spill her solitary tea;
Or o'er cold coffee trifle with the spoon,
Count the slow clock, and dine exact at noon ;
Divert her eyes with pictures in the fire,
Hum half a tune, tell stories to the squire;
Up to her godly garret after sev'n,
There starve and pray, for that's the way to heav'n“.

Some Squire, perhaps you take delight to rack ;
Whose game is Whisks, whose treat a toast in sack;
Who visits with a Gun, presents you birds,

Then gives a smacking buss, and cries,—No words!'
Or with his hound comes hollowing from the stable,
Makes love with nods, and knees beneath a table ;
Whose laughs are hearty, tho' his jests are coarse,
And loves you best of all things—but his horse.

In some fair ev'ning, on your elbow laid,
You dream of Triumphs in the rural shade;
In pensive thought recall the fancy'd scene,
See Çoronations rise on ev'ry green;
Before you pass th’imaginary sights

Of Lords, and Earls, and Dukes, and garter'd Knights,
While the spread fan o'ershades your closing eyes;
Then give one Airt, and all the vision flies.
Thus vanish sceptres, coronets, and balls,
And leave you in lone woods, or empty walls!

40 1 [This Epistle is cited by M. Taine (Lit. Bowles. (James Moore Smythe.] Originally, acAngl. iv. C. 7) to exemplify the realistic element cording to Warburton (cited from Ruffhead by which, according to his theory, was no more Carruthers) : absent from Pope than from any of the contem- 'So fair Teresa gave the town a view.' porary English poets.]

4 [Sheridan may have remembered this pasCoronation.] Of King George the first, sage, when writing the famous scene between

Sir Peter and Lady Teazle, School for Scandal, 1715

3 The assumed name of Teresa Blount, under Act 11. Sc. 1.) which she corresponded for many years with a 5 [According to Dr Johnson, the word whist Mr Moore, under the feigned name of Alexis. was vulgarly pronounced whisk.]




So when your Slave, at some dear idle time,
(Not plagu'd with head-achs, or the want of rhyme)
Stands in the streets, abstracted from the crew,
And while he seems to study, thinks of you;
Just when his fancy points your sprightly eyes,
Or sees the blush of soft Parthenia rise,
Gay pats my shoulder, and you vanish quite,
Streets, Chairs, and Coxcombs, rush upon my sight;
Vex'd to be still in town, I knit my brow,
Look sour, and hum a Tune, as you may now.


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In the first edition it is the blush of Par- secution, and he promised to leave the thiri thenissa,' which was the principal designation Dialogue unfinished and suppressed. This affair of Martha Blount in the correspondence of the occasioned this little beautiful poem, to which sisters with James Moore. Carruthers. it alludes throughout, but more especially in the

2 To enter into the spirit of this address, it is four last stanzas. Warburton. Lady Frances necessary to premise, that the Poet was threaten- Shirley was fourth daughter of Earl Ferrers, who ed with a prosecution in the House of Lords, had at that time a house at Twickenham. No: for the two poems entitled the Epilogue to the withstanding her numerous admirers, she died Satires. On which with great resentment a- at Bath, unmarried, in the year 1762 Bowls gainst his enemies, for not being willing to dis- [Bowles thinks the Third Dialogue alluded to be tinguish between

Warburton to be the fragment 1740' discover! 'Grave cpistles bringing vice to light' after Pope's death among his papers by Boling and licentious libels, he began a Third Dialogue, broke; but there is no evidence to support this more severe and sublime than the first and second; plausible conjecture.] which being no secret, matters were soon com

3 [Pallas Athene.] promised. His enemies agreed to drop the pro- 4 A famous toy-shop at Bath. Warburton


‘But, Friend, take heed whom you attack;

“You'll bring a House (I mean of Peers)
Red, Blue, and Green, nay white and black,

•L...... and all about your ears?
“You'd write as smooth again on glass,

. And run, on ivory, so glib,
As not to stick at fool or ass,

Nor stop at Flattery or Fib.
. Athenian Queen! and sober charms!

* I tell ye, fool, there's nothing in't :
''Tis Venus, Venus gives these arms;

'In Dryden's Virgil see the print 3. ‘Come, if you'll be a quiet_soul,

• That dares tell neither Truth nor Lies”, "I'll lift you in the harmless roll

"Of those that sing of these poor eyes.'





' His saltem accumulem donis, et fungar inani

VIRG. (Æn. Vir. vv. 885, 6].

[No observations would be called for upon these Epitaphs, composed at different periods of Pope's life, were it not that they were subjected to a minute, and indeed a petty, criticism by Dr Johnson, in his Dissertation on the Epitaphs written by Pope, (contributed to a paper called the Universal Visitor in 1756, and afterwards thought worthy of republication in the Idler.). Johnson's criticisms, though occasionally just, are in this instance too thoroughly in the Ricardus Aristarchus style to need quotation. Perhaps the most pointed is that on the Epitaph on Rowe, concerning which Johnson remarks that 'its chief fault is that it belongs less to Rowe than to Dryden, and indeed gives very little information concerning either.' The Epitaph on Newton, (which he afterwards declared to Mrs Piozzi to be little less than profane, as designed for the tomb of a Christian in a Christian Church,) the Dissertation condemned because the thought is obvious, and the words night and light too nearly allied !' Johnson afterwards remembered (Hayward's Autobiography, &c. of Mrs Piozzi, 11. p. 159) that something like this was said of Aristotle,' but 'he forgot by whom.' Pope's Epitaphswith the exception of the charming lines on Gay-only rise above the ordinary level of this class of compo. sition, because that level is so extremely low.]


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· Lambeth; alluding to the Scandal hinted 4 i.e. If you have neither the courage to at in Epil. to Satires, Dial. 1. v. 120. Carru- write Satire, nor the application to attempt an thers.

Epic poem.

He was then meditating on such 2 The Dunciad. Warburton.

a work. Warburton. 3 The Epistle to Arbuthnot. Warburton.


In the Church of Withyam in Sussex!

ORSET, the Grace of the Courts, the Muses' Pride,
The scourge of Pride, tho' sanctify'd or great,
Of Fops in Learning, and of Knaves in State:
Yet soft his Nature, tho' severe his Lay;
His Anger moral, and his Wisdom gay.
Blest Satirist! who touch'd the Mean so true,
As show'd, Vice had his hate and pity too.
Blest Courtier! who could King and Country please,
Yet sacred keep his Friendships, and his Ease.
Blest Peer! his great Forefathers' ev'ry grace
Reflecting, and reflected in his Race;
Where other BUCKHURSTS, other DORSETS shine,
And Patriots still, or Poets, deck the Line.




ON SIR WILLIAM TRUMBAL, One of the Principal Secretaries of State to King WILLIAM III. who having resigned his Place, died in his Retirement at Easthamsted in Berkshire, 17163.

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Sincere, tho prudent; constant, yet resign'd:
Honour unchang’d, a Principle profest,
Fix'd to one side, but mod’rate to the rest:
An honest Courtier, yet a Patriot too;
Just to his Prince, and to his Country true:
Fill'd with the Sense of Age, the Fire of Youth,
A Scorn of wrangling, yet a Zeal for Truth;
A gen'rous Faith, from superstition free;
A love to Peace, and hate of Tyranny;
Such this Man was; who now, from earth remov'd,
At length enjoys that Liberty he lov'd.

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[As to Dorset, cf. Imitations of English is the subject of Pope's epitaph.) Poets in Juvenile Poems, p. 183.]

3 [As to Sir William Trumball, see note to ? [Thomas Sackville, first Lord Buckhurst p. 13.) The first six lines of this epitaph were and first Earl of Dorset, author of the Mirror originally written for John Lord Caryll, afterfor Magistrates, and Gorboduc, the first English wards Secretary of State to the exiled king tragedy, died in 1608. Edward, Earl of Dorset, James II.; the remainder of the same epitaph was a prominent Royalist in the first part of the on Caryll being inserted in the Epistle to Jervas. Civil war, and was, according to Clarendon, dis- Athenæum, July 15th, 1854 tinguished for his wit and learning. His grandson

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