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Occasion'd by his Dialogues on M E D ALS,

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E E the wild Waste of all-devouring years!

How Rome her own fad Sepulchre appears, With nodding archés, broken temples spread! The very Tombs now vanish'd like their dead !


THIS was originally till Mr Tickell's Edition of written in the year 1715, his works ; at which time when Mr Addison intended the verses on Mr Craggs, to publish his book of me- which conclude the poem, dals; it was some time be- were added, viz. in 1720. P. fore he was Secretary of Epist. V.] As the third State ; but not published | Epistle treated of the ex

Imperial wonders rais’d on Nations spoild, 5
Where mix'd with Slaves the groaning Martyr

toil'd :
Huge Theatres, that now unpeopled Woods,
Now drain’d a distant country of her Floods:
Fanes, which admiring Gods with pride survey,
Statues of Men, scarce less alive than they!

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tremes of Avarice and Pro is, therefore, a corollary to
fusion; and the fourth took the fourth.
up one particular branch of

Ver. 6. Where mix'd the latter, namely, the va- with Naves the groaning nity of expence in people of Martyr toil d] The inattenwealth and quality, and was tive reader might wonder therefore a corollary to the how this circumstance came third ; so this treats of one to find a place here. But circumstance of that Vanity, let him compare it with y as it appears in the common 13, 14, and he will see the collectors of old coins ; and Reason,

Barbarian blindness, Chriftian zeal conspire,
And Papal piety, and Gothic fire.


For the Slaves mentioned ruin what those were so in-
above were of the same na- juriously employed in rear-
tion with the Barbarians ing : for the poet 'never
here : and the Chriftians loeth fight of his great prin-
here, the-Succeffors of the ciple.
Martyrs there: Providence Ver. 9. Fanes, which
ordaining, that these should admiring Gods with pride

Some felt the filent stroke of mould'ring age,
Some hostile fury, some religious rage.
Barbarian blindness, Christian zeal conspire,
And Papal piety, and Gothic fire.
Perhaps, by its own ruins fav'd from flame,

Some bury'd marble half preserves a name;
That Name the learn'd with fierce disputes pursue,
And give to Titus old Vespasian's due.

Ambition sigh’d: She found it vain to trust The faithless Column and the crumbling Buft: Huge moles, whose shadow stretch'd from shore to

fhore, Their ruins perish'd, and their place no more!



survey,] These Gods were dicule; that paffion, in the the then Tyrants of Rome, opinion of Philosophy, alto whom the Empire raised ways conveying the ideas of Temples. The epithet, ad. ignorance and misery : miring, conveys a strong ri

Nil admirari prope res eft una, Numici,

Solaque qua poffit facere & fervare beatum. Admiration implying our | A fine infinuation of the enignorance of other things ; tire want of Tafte in Antipride, our ignorance of our-quaries; whose ignorance of selves.

Characters milleads them, Ver. 18. And give to supported only by a name) Tirus old Vefpafian's due.] lagainst Reason and History.

Convinc'd, she now contracts her vast design,
And all her Triumphs shrink into a Coin.
A narrow orb each crouded conquest keeps, 25
Beneath her Palm here fad Judæa weeps.
Now scantier limits the proud Arch confine,
And scarce are seen the proftrate Nile or Rhine;
A small Euphrates thro' the piece is rolld,
And little Eagles wave their wings in gold. 30

The Medal, faithful to its charge of fame,
Thro' climes and ages bears each form and name :
In one short view subjected to our eye
Gods, Emp'rors, Heroes, Sages, Beauties, lie.
With sharpen’d fight pale Antiquaries pore, 35
Th'inscription value, but the rust adore.


VER. 25.

A narrow Ver. 35. With sharpen'd Orb each crowded Conquest sight pale Antiquaries pore,] keeps) A ridicule on the Microscopic glasses, inventpompous title of Orbis Rosed by philosophers to difmanus, which the Romans cover the beauties in the gave to their empire.

minuter works of nature, Ver. 27. - the proud ridiculously applied by AnArch] i. e. The triumphal tiquaries, to detect the Arch, which was generally cheats of counterfeit mean enormous mass of build- dals. ing.

This the blue varnish, that the

green endears, The facred ruft of twice ten hundred years ! To gain Pescennius one employs his schemes, One grasps a Cecrops in ecstatic dreams.

40 Poor Vadius, long with learned fpleen devour'd, Can tafte no pleasure fince his Shield was scour'd: And Curio, restless by the Fair-one's side, Sighs for an Otho, and neglects his bride.

Theirs is the Vanity, the Learning thine : 45 Touch'd by thy hand, again Rome's glories shine; Her Gods, and god-like Heroes rise to view, And all her faded garlands bloom a-new. Nor blush, these studies thy regard engage; These pleas'd the Fathers of poetic rage; 50


Ver. 37. This the blue fome writers of eminence varnish, that the green en- have betrayed ; who when dears,] i.e. This a collec- fortune, or their talents, tor of filver ; That, of brass have raised them to a concoins.

dition to do without those VER. 41. Poor Vadius] arts, for which only they See his hiftory, and that of gained our esteem, have his Shield, in the Memoirs pretended to think letters of Scriblerus.

below their Character. This Ver. 49. Nor bluss, these false shame M. Voltaire has Studies thy regard engage ;] very well, and with proper A senseless affectation which indignation, exposed in his

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