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Safe from the Bar, the Pulpit and the Throne, Yet touchd and shamd by Ridicule alone Ep. to Salires part 2.

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To Mr FORTESCUE.

P.T

HERE are (I scarce can think it, but am told)

a There are, to whom my Satire seems too bold:
Scarce to wife Peter complaifant enough,
And fomething faid of Chartres much too rough.
The lines are weak, another's pleas'd to say,
Lord Fanny spins a thousand fuch a day.
Tim'rous by nature, of the Rich in awe,

c'I come to Counsel learned in the Law:
You'll give me, like a friend both fage and free,
Advice; and (as you use) without a Fee.

F. I'd write no more.

P. Not write? but then I think,
• And for my foul I cannot fleep a wink.
I nod in company, I wake at night,
Fools rush into my head, and so I write.

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a SUNT quibus in Satira videar nimis acer, et ultra Legem tendere opus; b fine nervis altera, quidquid Compofui, pars effe putat, fimilefque meorum

Mille die verfus deduci poffe.

Quid faciem prescribe.

T. d Quiefcas.

Trebati,

H. Ne faciam, inquis,

Omnino verfus ?

T. Aio.

H. Peream male, fi non

Optimum erat: verum nequeo dormire.

F. You could not do a worse thing for your life. 15 Why, if the nights seem tedious――take a wife: f Or rather truly, if your point be rest, Lettuce and cowflip-wine; Probatum eft. But talk with Celfus, Celfus will advise

Hartshorn, or fomething that fhall clofe your eyes. 20 8 Or, if you needs muft write, write CESAR's Praise, You'll gain at least a Knighthood, or the Bays.

P. What? like Siri Richard, rumbling, rough, and

fierce,

With ARMS, and GEORGE, and BRUNSWICK crowd the verfe,

Rend with tremendous found your years afunder,

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With Gun, Drum, Trumpet, Blunderbufs, and Thunder?
Or nobly wild, with Budgel's fire and force,
Paint Angels trembling round his falling Horse?

F. Then all your Mufe's fofter art display,
Let CAROLINA smooth the tuneful lay,

T. f Ter un&i

Tranfnanto Tiberim, fomno quibus eft opus alto;
Irriguumve mero fub noctem corpus habento.

8 Aut, fi tantus amor fcribendi te rapit, aude CESARIS invicti res dicere, ↳ multa laborum Pramia laturus.

H. Cupidum, pater optime, vires

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Deficiunt: neque enim quivis horrentia pilis
Agmina, nec fracta pereuntes cufpide Gallos,
Aut labentis equo defcribat vulnera Parthi.

T. Attamen et juftum poteras et fcribere fortem,
Scipiadam ut fapiens Lucilius.

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VER. 28. falling Horfe ?] The horfe on which his Majefty charged at the battle of Oudenard; when the Pretender, and the Princes of the blood of France, fled before him.

Lull with AMELIA's liquid name the Nine,
And fweetly flow thro' all the Royal Line.

P. Alas! few verfes touch their nicer ear;

They fcarce can bear their Laureate twice a year;
And justly CESAR fcorns the Poet's lays,

It is to Hiflery he trufts for Praife.

F. Better be Cibber, I'll maintain it ftill,
Than ridicule all Tafte, blafpheme Quadrille,
Abufe the City's best good men in metre,
And laugh at Peers that put their trust in Peter.
"Ev'n those you touch not, hate you.

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P. What should ail them ?

F. A hundred smart in Timon and in Balaam: The fewer ftill you name, you wound the more : Bond is but one, but Harpax is a score.

P. Each mortal has his pleasure: none deny Scarfdale his Bottle, Darty his Ham-pye;

Ridotta fips and dances, till fhe fee

The doubling luftres dance as fast as the;

PF- loves the Senate, Hockley-hole his brother,
Like in all elfe, as one Egg to another,

VOL. II.

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H. Haud mihi deero,

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Cum res ipfa feret: nifi dextro tempore, Flacci
Verba per attentam non ibunt Cæfaris aurem :
Cui male fi palpere, recalcitrat undique tutus.
T. m Quanto rectius hoc, quam trifti lædere verfu
Pantolabum fcurram, Nomentanumve nepotem?
n Cum fibi quifque timet, quamquam eft intactus, et odit.
H. Quid faciam? faltat Milonius, ut femel icto
Acceffit fervor capiti, numerufque lucernis.
P. Caftor gaudet equis; ovo prognatus codem,