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And get by speaking truth of monarchs dead, What few can of the living, Ease and Bread. “ Lord, Sir, a mere Mechanic ! strangely low, “ And coarse of phrase,--your English all are fo. “ How elegant your Frenchmen?" Mine, d’ye mean? I have but one, I hope the fellow's clean. “ Oh! Sir, politely fo! nay, let me die, “ Your only wearing is your Padua-soy.” Not, Sir, my only, I have better still, And this you see is but my dishabille 115 Wild to get loose, his Patience I provoke, Mistake, confound, object at all he spoke. But as coarse iron, sharpen'd, mangles more, And itch most hurts when anger'd to a fore ; So when you plague a fool, 'tis still the curse, You only make the matter worse and worse.
He past it o’er; affects an easy smile At all my peevishness, and turns his style. He asks, “ What News ?”' I tell him of new Plays, New Eunuchs, Harlequins, and Operas. 125 He hears, and as a Still with simples in it, Between each drop it gives, stays half a minute, Loth to enrich me with too quick replies, By little, and by little, drops his lies.
129 Mere houshold trash! of birth-nights, balls, and shows, More than ten Hollinsheads, or Halls, or Stows. When the Queen frown'd, orsmild, heknows; and what A subtle Minister may make of that : Who fins with whom : who got his Pension rug, Or quicken'd a Reversion by a drug:
Who wastes in meat, in clothes, in horfe, he notes,
shortly boys shall not play
Ver. 144. Why Turnpikes] In this recapitulation of modern abuses, he has imitated his Original with great fpirit. Amongst those which Dr. Donne mentions, is
" A licence, old iron, boots, shoes, and egge
Shells to transport;" by this, he means MONOPOLIES, the most unpopular abuse of power in his time. It continued down, through the reigns of Elizabeth, James, and Charles I. to the breaking out of the civil
In the year 1633 the four bodies of the Law entertained the Court with a magnificent mask. And one of their Antimasks was an ingenious ridicule on the abuse of Monopolies; which Mr. Whitlocke thus describes : “ In this Antimafque of Projectors," (says he) came a fellow with a bunch of Carrots on his head, and a Capon upon his fist, describing a Projector who begged a patent of Monopoly, as the first inventor of the art to feed Capons fat with Carrots, and that none but himself might make use of that invention, &c. Several other Projectors were in like manner personated in this Antimafque ; and it pleased the spectators the more, because by it an information was covertly given to the King of the unfitness and ridiculousness of these projects again the Law; and the Attorney Noy, who had most knowledge of them, had a great hand in this Antimasque of the Projectors." This exorbitancy became so general, that Ben Jonson makes a cheating procurer of Monopolies the chief chara&er in one of his plays; just as he had done a cheating Alchymift in another.
Whose place is quarter'd out, three parts in four,
gets an Act of Parliament to rob:
As one of Woodward's patients, fick, and fore, I puke, I nauseate,-yet he thrusts in more:
Ver. 151. What Lady's face, &c.] The Original is here very humorous. This torrent of scandal concludes thus,
66 And wiser than all us,
He knows what Lady the Reader expects it will conclude—what Lady is painted. No, just the contrary,
“ what Lady is not painted :” satirically insinuating, that this is a better proof of the goodness of his intelligence than the other. The Reader sees there is greater force in the use of these plain words, than in those which the Imitator employs. And the reason is, because the satire does not turn upon the odiousness of painting ; in which case, the terms of a painted wall had given force to the expreffion; but upon the free quency of it, which required only the simple mention of the thing.
He thrusts on more, and as he had undertook,
I more amaz'd than Circes prisoners, when
found By giving others their fores, I might grow Guilty, and he free : Therefore I did show
Ver. 152. As one of Woodward's patients,] Alluding to the offects of his use of oils in bilious disorders, WARBURTON. * Whom we call an Ass, the Italians style Maccheroni.
Trims Europe's balance, tops the statesman's part,
In that nice moment, as another Lie
Ver. 178. Not Fannius' felf] Alluding to the circumstance which Pope never forgot or forgave, of Lord Hervey having in.