'Well, on the whole, plain Profe must be my fate: I'll learn to fmooth and harmonize my Mind, Soon as I enter at my country door, My mind refumes the thread it dropt before; I afk thefe fober queftions of my heart. 200 205 210 215 'If, when the more you drink, the more you crave, You tell the Doctor; when the more you have, The more you want, why not with equal ease Confefs as well your Folly, as Disease? The heart refolves this matter in a trice, "Men only feel the Smart, but not the Vice." "When golden Angels cease to cure the Evil, You give all royal Witchcraft to the Devil : When fervile Chaplains cry, that birth and place Indue a Peer with honour, truth, and grace, NOTES. Tecum habita, et nôris quàm fit tibi curta fupellex. Survey thy foul; not what thou doft appear, 221 Look But what thou art; and find the beggar there. Dryden. WAKEFIELD. VER. 220. When fervile Chaplains cry,] Dr. Kennet. WARBURTON. Proficiente nihil curarier: audieras, cui Rem Dî donârint, illi decedere pravam Stultitiam; et, cum fis nihilo fapientior, ex quo "Si proprium eft, quod quis libra mercatus et ære eft, Quædam (fi credis confultis) mancipat ufus: das nummos; accipis uvam, Emptor Aricini quondam, Veientis et arvi, Emptum cœnat olus, quamvis aliter putat; emptis Sub NOTES. VER. 229. If D*** lov'd] Warton fays, he fearched in vain for the name to whom this blank belongs. "Of all forts of writing," he justly obferves, "perfonal fatire is not only the most unintelligible, but the most short-liv'd. How many of the characters to whom La Bruyere alludes, are unknown; Theodas, is Santeuil, Menalcas, Count de Brancas. "It was a long time before it was understood that M. de la Rochefoucault, in his 7ft maxim, meant to point out the Chevalier de Rohan in his 42d maxim, the D. d'Efpernon; and in his 393d, M. le Tellicr; and in maxim 200, the narrow conver Look in that breast, most dirty D—! be fair, W If there be truth in Law, and Ufe can give 230 A Property, that's yours on which you Delightful Abs-court, if its fields afford live. Their fruits to you, confeffes you its lord: 235 All Worldly's hens, nay partridge, fold to town, " Heathcote himself, and fuch large-acred men, Yet these are Wights, who fondly call their own NOTES. 241 The fation of Boileau and Racine, who never talked on any subject VER. 232. Delightful Abs-court,] A farm over-againft Hamp ton-Court. WARBURTON. Sub noctem gelidam lignis calefactat ahenum. Sed vocat ufque fuum, qua populus adfita certis * Sit proprium quidquam, puncto quod mobilis horæ, Nunc prece, nunc pretio, nunc vi, nunc morte fuprema, Permutet dominos, et cedat in altera jura. Sic, quia perpetuus nulli datur ufus, at hæres Hæredem alterius, velut unda fupervenit undam : Quid vici profunt, aut horrea? quidve Calabris Saltibus adjecti Lucani; fi metit Orcus Grandia cum parvis, non exorabilis auro? a Gemmas, marmor, ebur, Tyrrhena figilla, ta- Argentum, veftes Gætulo murice tinctas, NOTES. Cur VER. 248. hang in Fortune's pow'r-Loofe on the point of ev'ry wav'ring hour.] A modern idea (the magnetic needle) here fupplied the Imitator with expreffion much fuperior to his Original. WARBURTON. VER. 254. All vaft poffeffions,] The next ten lines are far fuperior to the Original, both for their poetry and philosophy; and for the artful introduction of the name of his excellent and amiable friend, Lord Bathurst. WARTON. ton VER. 257. Join Cotfwood hills to Saperton's fair dale,] SaperHis feat is near the Cotswold hills; and his favourite paffion is well alluded to in ver. 260. Link towns to towns with avenues of oak: for the avenues of oaks at Saperton are very magnificent. Bennet. WAREFIELD. The Laws of God, as well as of the land, Eftates have wings, and hang in Fortune's pow'r 246 250 By fale, at least by death, to change their lord. Man? and for ever? wretch! what would't thou have? Heir urges heir, like wave impelling wave. All vaft poffeffions, (just the fame the cafe Whether call them Villa, Park, or Chafe,) 255 you Alas, my BATHURST! what will they avail? Join Cotswood hills to Saperton's fair dale, And trees, and ftones, and farms, and farmer fall. a Gold, Silver, Iv'ry, Vafes fculptur'd high, Paint, Marble, Gems, and robes of Perfian dye, 260 There are who have not,-and thank Heav'n there are, 266 Who, if they have not, think not worth their care. NOTES. Talk VER. 264. Gold, Silver,] Thefe four lines are fine examples of the close, energetic, comprehensive, style of which he was fo perfect a master. WARTON. |