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You laugh, if coat and breeches strangely vary,
166 When (each opinion with the next at ftrife, One S ebb and flow of Follies all my life) I' plant, root up; I build, and then confound; Turn round to square, and square again to round; "You never change one muscle of your face,
171 You think this Madness but a common case, Nor once to Chanc'ry, nor to Hale apply; Yet hang your lip, to see a Seam awry! Careless how ill I with myself agree,
175 Kind to my dress, my figure, not to Me. Is this my * Guide, Philosopher, and Friend? This he, who loves me, and who ought to mend; Who ought to make me (what he can, or none,) That Man divine whom Wisdom calls her own;
180 Great without Title, without Fortune bless'd ; Rich Y ev'n when plunder'd, ' honour'd while op
press’d ; Lov'da without youth, and follow'd without pow'r; At home, tho' exil'd; free, tho' in the Tower ; In short, that reas’ning, high, immortal Thing ; 185 Juft less than Jove, and much above a King, Nay, half in heav'n— except (what's mighty odd) A fit of Vapours clouds this Demy-God?
IL admirari, prope res eft una, Numici,
Solaque quae poffit facere et servare beatum.
Hunc folem, et ftellas, & decedentia certis
Tempora momentis, funt qui formidine nulla
Imbuti spectent. quid censes, munera terrae?
Quid, maris extremos Arabas ditantis et Indos ?
VIR. 3. dear Murray,] This piece is the most finished of all his imitacions, and executed in the high manner the Italian Painters call con amore. By which they mean, the sxertion of that principle, which puts the faculties on the stretch, and produces the Supreme" degree of excellence. For the Poet bad all the warmth of affection for the great Lawyer to whom it is addressed: and, indeed, no man ever more deserved to have a Poet for bis friend. In the obtaining of which, as neither Vanity, Party, nor Fear, had any share; so he supported his title to it by all the offices of true Friendship.
Ven. 4. Creech] From whose translation of Horace the two fisft lines are taken. Vin. 6. flars that rise and fall,] The original is,
decedentia certis Tempora momentis
EPIST LE VI.
To Mr. MURRAY.
OT to admire, is all the Art I know,
To make men happy, and to keep them fo." (Plain Truth, dear MURRAY, needs no fow'rs of
speech, So take it in the very words of Creech.)
• This Vault of Air, this congregated Ball, 5 Self-center'd Sun, and Stars that rise and fall, There are, my Friend! whofe philofophic eyes . Look thro', and trust the Ruler with his skies, To him commit the hour, the day, the year, And view this dreadful Al without a fear. Admire we ihen what • Earth's low entrails hold, Arabian shores, or Indian seas infold; All the mad trade of e Fools and Slaves for Gold ?
which words fimply and literally fignify, she change of seaforso. But this change being considered as an object of admiration, his imitator has judiciously expressed it in the more fublime figu rative terms of
Stars that dife and fall. by whole courses the feafons are marked and distinguished.
VBR. 8. trust the Ruler wirb bis Skies. To bim comnit the kaur, ] Our Author, in these imitations, has been all along care fal to correct the loose morals, and absurd divinity of his Original.