To town he comes, completes the nation's hope,
And heads the bold Train-bands, and burns a Pope.
And fhall not Britain now reward his toils,
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Britain, that pays her Patriots with her Spoils ?
In vain at Court the Bankrupt pleads his cause,
His thankless Country leaves him to her Laws.
The Senfe to value Riches, with the Art
T'enjoy them, and the Virtue to impart,

VARIATIONS.

After 218. in the MS.

220

Where one lean herring furnish'd Cotta's board,
And nettles grew, fit porridge for their Lord;
Where mad good-nature, bounty mifapply'd,
In lavish Curio blaz'd awhile and dy'd ;
There Providence once more shall shift the scene,
And fhewing H-y, teach the golden mean.

NOTES.

VER. 219, 220. The Senfe to value Riches, with the Art, Tenjoy them, and the Virtue to impart.] The Senfe to value Riches, is not, in the City - meaning, the Senfe in valuing them: For as Riches may be enjoyed without Art, and imparted with Virtue, so they may be

valued without Senfe. That man therefore only fhews he has the fenfe to value Riches, who keeps what he has acquired, in order to enjoy one part of it innocently and elegantly, in fuch meafure and degree as his ftation may juftify, which the poet calls the Art of enjoy

Not meanly, nor ambitiously pursu'd,

Not funk by floth, nor rais'd by fervitude
To balance Fortune by a juft expence,
Join with Oeconomy, Magnificence;

;

224

With Splendor, Charity; with Plenty, Health;
Oh teach us, BATHURST! yet unfpoil'd by wealth!
That fecret rare, between th'extremes to move
Of mad Good-nature, and of mean Self-love.

B. To Worth or Want well-weigh'd, be Bounty

giv❜n,

And ease, or emulate, the care of Heav'n;

(Whose measure full o'erflows on human race) Mend Fortune's fault, and juftify her grace.

VARIATIONS.

After 226. in the MS.

That fecret rare, with affluence hardly join'd,
Which W-n loft, yet B―y ne'er could find;
Still miss'd by Vice, and scarce by Virtue hit,
By G-'s goodness, or by S-'s wit.

NOTES.

ing; and to impart the remainder amongst objects of worth, or want well weigh'd; which is, indeed, the Virtue of imparting.

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VER. 231, 232. (Whofe measure full o'erflows on human race, Mend Fortune's fault, and juftify her grace.] i. e. Such of the Rich

Wealth in the gross is death, but life diffus'd;
As Poifon heals, in juft proportion us'd:

In heaps, like Ambergrise, a stink it lies,
But well-difpers'd, is Incense to the Skies.

235

P. Who ftarves by Nobles, or with Nobles eats? The Wretch that trufts them, and the Rogue that

cheats.

240

Is there a Lord, who knows a chearful noon
Without a Fiddler, Flatt'rer, or Buffoon?
Whofe table, Wit, or modeft Merit share,
Un-elbow'd by a Gamester, Pimp, or Play'r?
Who copies Your's or OXFORD's better part,
To ease th'opprefs'd, and raise the finking heart?
Where-e'er he shines, oh Fortune, gild the scene
And Angels guard him in the golden Mean!
There, English Bounty yet a-while may stand,
And Honour linger e'er it leaves the land.

NOTES.

whofe full measure overflows on human race, repair the wrongs of Fortune done to the indigent; and, at the fame time, juftify the favours fhe had bestowed upon themfelves.

VER. 243. OXFORD's better part,] Edward Harley, Earl of Oxford. The fon of

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Robert, created Earl of Oxford and Earl Mortimer by Queen Anne. This nobleman died regretted by all men of letters, great numbers of whom had experienced his benefits. He left behind him one of the most noble Libraries in Europe. P.

But all our praises why fhould Lords engross? Rife, honest Mufe! and fing the MAN of Ross: 250 Pleas'd Vaga echoes thro' her winding bounds, And rapid Severn hoarfe applaufe refounds. Who hung with woods yon mountain's fultry brow? From the dry rock who bade the waters flow? Not to the skies in useless columns toft, Or in proud falls magnificently loft,

255

But clear and artless, pouring thro' the plain Health to the fick, and folace to the swain. Whose Cause-way parts the vale with fhady rows? Whose Seats the weary Traveller repofe?

260

Who taught that heav'n-directed spire to rife? "The MAN of Ross," each lifping babe replies.

VARIATIONS.

After 250. in the MS.

Trace humble worth beyond Sabrina's fhore,
Who fings not him, oh may he fing no more!

NOTES.

VER. 250. The MAN of way of eminence, and partRoss:] The perfon here ce-ly by being buried without lebrated, who with a small fo much as an infcription) Eftate actually performed all was called Mr John Kyrle. these good works, and whofe He died in the year 1724, true name was almoft loft, aged 90, and lies interred (partly by the title of the in the chancel of the church Man of Rofs given him by of Rofs in Herefordshire. P.

Behold the Market-place with poor o'erfpread!

266

The MAN of Ross divides the weekly bread:
He feeds yon Alms-house, neat, but void of state,
Where Age and Want fit smiling at the gate :
Him portion'd maids, apprentic'd orphans bleft,
The young who labour, and the old who reft.
Is any fick the MAN of Ross relieves,
Prescribes, attends, the med❜cine makes, and gives.
Is there a variance; enter but his door,

Balk'd are the Courts, and contest is no more.
Despairing Quacks with curses fled the place,
And vile Attorneys, now an useless race.

B. Thrice happy man! ́enabled to pursue
What all fo wifh, but want the pow'r to do!
Oh fay, what fums that gen'rous hand supply?
What mines, to fwell that boundless charity?

271

275

P. Of Debts, and Taxes, Wife and Children clear, This man poffeft-five hundred pounds a year. 280 Blush, Grandeur, blush! proud Courts, withdraw your blaze!

Ye little Stars! hide your diminish'd rays.

NOTES.

VER. 281. Blush, Grandeur, blush! proud Courts, withdraw your blaze! &c.] In this fublime apoftrophe,

they are not bid to blush because outstript in virtue, for no fuch contention is fupposed: but for being out