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Can they direct what measures to pursue,

Who know themselves fo little what to do?
Alike in nothing but one Luft of Gold,

Just half the land would buy, and half be fold:

Their Country's wealth our mightier Mifers drain, Or cross, to plunder Provinc es, the Main;

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The reft, fome farm the Poor-box, fome the Pews;
Some keep Affemblies, and would keep the Stews,
Some with fat Bucks on childless dotards fawn; 130
Some win rich Widows by their Chine and Brawn;
While with the filent growth of ten per cent,
In dirt and darkness, e hundreds stink content.

Of all these ways, if each f pursues his own,
Satire, be kind, and let the wretch alone:
But fhew me one who has it in his pow'r
To act confiftent with himself an hour.

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Sir Job fail'd forth, the ev`ning bright and still,
"No place on earth (he cry'd) like Greenwich hill !”
hUp ftarts a Palace, lo, th' obedient bafe

Slopes at its foot, the woods its fides embrace,
The filver Thames reflects its marble face,

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Pars hominum geftit conducere, publica: funt qui d Cruftis et pomis viduas venentur avaras, Excipiantque fenes, quos in vivaria mittant:

f verum e Multis occulto crefcit res fenore. Efto aliis alios rebus ftudiifque teneri : Iidem eadem poffunt horam durare probantes? 8 Nullus in urbe finus Baiis prælucet amœnis, Si dixit dives; lacus et mare fentit amorem

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Now let fome whimfy, or that i Dev'l within
Which guides all thofe who know not what they

mean,

But give the Knight (or give his Lady) spleen; "Away, away! take all your fcaffolds down, 146 "For Snug's the word: My dear! we'll live in Town." At am'rous Flavio is the k stocken thrown?

That very night he longs to lie alone.

1 The Fool, whofe Wife elopes fome thrice a quarter, For matrimonial folace dies a martyr,

Did ever m Proteus, Merlin, any witch,

Transform themselves fo strangely as the Rich?

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Well, but the n Poor--The Poor have the fame itch;.
They change their weekly Barber, weekly News, 155
Prefer a new Japanner, to their fhoes,

Discharge their Garrets, move their beds, and run
(They know not whither) in a Chaise and one;
They P hire their fculler, and when once aboard,
Grow fick, and damn the climate-like a Lord. 160
You laugh, half Beau, half Sloven if I ftand,
My wig all powder, and all fnuff my band;

Feflinantis heri : cui si i vitiofa libido
Fecerit aufpicium; cras ferramenta Teanum
Tolletis, fabri. ledus genialis in aula eft?
Nil ait effe prius, melius nil coelibe vita
Si non eft, jurat bene folis effe maritis.

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Quo teneam vultus mutantem Protea nodo?
Quid pauper? ride: mutat coenacula, lectos,
Balnea; P tonfores, conducto navigio aeque
Nauleat, ac locuples quem ducit priva triremis.
Si curatus inequali tonfore capillos

You laugh, if coat and breeches ftrangely vary,
White gloves, and linen worthy Lady Mary!

But when no Prelate's Lawn with hair-shirt lin❜d,
Is half fo incoherent as my Mind,

When (each opinion with the next at ftrife,
One s ebb and flow of Follies all my life)

It plant, root up; I build, and then confound;
Turn round to fquare, and square again to round;
"You never change one mufcle of your face,
You think this Madness but a common cafe,
Nor once to Chanc'ry, nor to Hale apply;
Yet hang your lip, to fee a Seam awry!
Careless how ill I with my felf agree,

Kind to my drefs, my figure, not to Me.

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Is this my Guide, Philofopher and Friend?

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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 blefs'd;.
Richy ev'n when plunder'd, z honour'd while op-
prefs'd;

Occurro; rides. fi forte fubucula pexae

Trita fubeft tunicae, vel fi toga diffidet impar;
Rides. quid, mea cum pugnat fententia fecum;
Quod petiit, fpernit; repetit quod nuper omifit;

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Aeftuat, et vitae disconvenit ordine toto;

Diruit, aedificat, mutat quadrata rotundis ?
u Infanire putas folennia me, neque rides,
Nee medici credis, nec curatoris egere
A praetore dati; rerum x tutela mearum
Cum fis, et prave fectum ftomacheris ob unguem,
De te pendentis, te refpicientis amici.

Lov'd 2 without youth, and follow'd without power;
At home tho' exil'd; b free, tho' in the Tower;
In short, that reas'ning, high, immortal Thing; 185
Juft less than Jove, and dinuch above a King,
Nay, half in heav'n--- except (what's mighty odd)
A fit of Vapours clouds this Demy-God?

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Ad fummam, fapiens uno y minor eft Jove, dives, z Liber, a honoratus, pulcher, rex denique regum ; Praecipue fanus, & nifi cum pituita molefta eft.

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Sixth Epiftle of the First Book

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HORA CE;

To Mr MURRAY.

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OT to admire, is all the Art I know,

"N To make men happy, and to keep them fo.."

(Plain Truth, dear MURRAY, needs no flow'rs of fpeech,

So take it in the very words of Creech.)

b This Vault of Air, this congregated Ball, Self-center'd Sun, and Stars that rife and fall, There are, my Friend! whofe philofophic eyes Look thro', and trust the Ruler with his fkies, To him commit the hour, the day, the year, And view this dreadful All without a fear.

NIL admirari, prope res est una, Numici,
Solaque quae poffit facere et fervare beatum.
b Hunc folem, et ftellas, et decidentia certis
Tempora momentis, funt qui formidine nulla.

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