And, in his Fancy, fly as far,
peep upon a twinkling Star. BESIDES, he could confound the Spheres, And fet the Planets by the Ears
To fhew his Skill, he Mars could join
To Venus in Afpe&t Mali'n ;
Then call in Mercury for Aid,
And cure the Wounds that Venus made.
GREAT Scholars have in Lucian read,
When Philip King of Greece was dead,
His Soul and Spirit did divide,
And each Part took a diff'rent Side;
One rofe a Star, the other fell
Beneath, and mended Shoes in Hell.
THUS Partridge flill fhines in each Art,
The Cobling and Star-gazing Part,
And is inftall'd as good a Star
As any of the Cæfars are.
TRIUMPHANT Star! fome Pity fhew
On Coblers militant below,
Whom roguish Boys in ftormy Nights
Torment, by piffing out their Lights;
Or thro' a Chink convey their Smoke;
Inclos'd Artificers to choke.
THOU, high exalted in thy Sphere,
May'ft follow till thy Calling there.
To thee the Bull will lend his Hide,
By Phabus newly tann'd and dry'..
For thee they Argo's Hulk will tax,
And ferape her pitchy Sides for Wax.
Then Ariadne kindly lends
Her braided Hair to make thee Ends.
The Point of Sagittarius' Dart
Turns to an Awl, by heav'nly Art;
And Vulcan, wheedled by his Wife,
Will forge for thee a Paring-Knife.
For want of Room, by Virgo's Side,
She'll strain a Point, and fit * aftride,
To take thee kindly in between,
And then the Signs will be Thirteen.
TERE, five Foot deep, lies on bis Back,
A Cobler, Starmonger, and Quack;
Who to the Stars in pure Good-will,
Does to his best look upward ftil!.
Weep all you Customers that use
His Pills, his Almanacks, or Shoes;
And you that did your Fortunes feek,
Step to his Grave but once a Week:
This Earth which bears bis Body's Print,
You'll find has fo much Vertue in't,
*Tibi brachia contrahet ingens
Scorpius, G.
That I durft pawn my Ears 'twill tell
Whate'er concerns you full as well,
In Phyfick, Stolen Goods, or Love,
As he himself could, when above.
* VERSES to be prefix'd before BERNARD LINTOT'S New Mifcellany.
OME Colinaus praife, fome Bleau,
Others account them but fo fo;
Some Plantin to the reft prefer,
And fome efteem Old Elzevir;
Others with Aldus wou'd befot us;
I, for my Part, admire Lintottus.
His Character's beyond Compare,
Like his own Perfon, large and fair.
They print their Names in Letters mall,
But LINTOT ftands in Capital:
Author and he, with equal Grace,
Appear and ftare you in the Face:
Stephens prints Heathen Greek, 'tis faid,
Which fome can't conftrue, fome can't read:
But all that comes from Lintor's Hand,
Ev'n Rafon might underftand.
Oft in an Aldus, or a Plantin,
A Page is blotted, or Leaf wanting;
Of Lintet's Books this can't be faid,
All fair, and not fo much as read.
Their Copy coft 'em not a Penny
To Homer, Virgil, or to any;
They ne'er gave Six-pence for two Lines,
To them, their Heirs, or their Affigns;
But Lintot is at vait Expence,
And pays prodigious dear for -Senfe.
Their Books are useful but to few,
A Scholar, or a Wit or two:
Lintot's for gen'ral Use are fit ;
For fome Folks read, but all Folks fh-
* To Mr. JOHN MOORE, Author of the celebrated Worm-Powder.
WOW much, egregious Moore, are we
Deceiv'd by Shews and Forms!
Whate'er we think, whate'er we fee,
All Humankind are Worms.
Man is a very Worm by Birth,
Vile, Reptile, weak, and vain!
A While he crawls upon the Earth,
Then fhrinks to Earth again.
That Woman is a Worm, we find,
E'er fince our Grandame's Evil;
She first convers'd with her own Kind,
That ancient Worm, the Devil.
The Learn'd themselves we Book-worms name,
The Blockhead is a Slow-worm;
The Nymph whofe Tail is all on Flame,
Is aptly term'd a Glow-worm :
The Fops are painted Butterflies,
That flutter for a Day;
First from a Worm they take their Rife,
And in a Worm decay.
The Flatterer an Earwig grows;
Thus Worms fuit all Conditions;
Mifers are Muck-worms, Silk-worms Beaus,
And Death-watches Phyficians.
That Statesmen have the Worm, is feen,
By all their winding Play;
Their Confcience is a Worm within,
That gnaws them Night and Day.
Ah Moore! thy Skill were well employ'd,
And greater Gain wou'd rise,
If thou could't make the Courtier void
The Worm that never dies!
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