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Like Cato, give his little Senate laws,
What tho'my Name stood rubric on the walls,
Notes. VER.214. Atticus] It was a great falfhood, which some of the Libels reported, that this Character was written after the Gentleman's death ; which see refuted in the Testimonies prefixed to the Dunciad. But the occafion of writing it was such as he would not make public out of regard to his memory: and all that could further be done was to omit the name, in the Edition of his Works. P.
Ver. 216. claps, in capitals?] The bills of QuackDoctors and Quack Booksellers being usually pasted together on the same posts.
Ver. 218. On wings of winds came fying all abroad?] Hopkins, in the civih Pralm. :
Nor like a puppy, daggled thro' the town,
235 And a true Pindar stood without a head) Receiv'd of wits an undistinguish'd race, Who first his judgment alk'd, and then a place : Much they extoll d his pictures, much his seat, And flatter'd ev'ry day, and some days eat :
240 Till grown more frugal in his riper days, He paid fome bards with port, and some with praise, To fome a dry rehearsal was affign’d, And others (harder still) he paid in kind.
To Bards reciting he vouchsaf'd a nod,
Notes. Ver. 236.-a true Pindar food without a head] Ridicules the affectation of Antiquaries, who frequently exhi. bit the headless Trunks and Terms of Statues, for Plato, Homer, Pindar, &c. Vide Fulv. Urfin. &c.
Dryden alone (what wonder ?) came not nigh, 245
May some choice patron bless each gray goose quill!
259 My Verse, and QueensB’RY Weeping o'er thy urn!
Oh let me live my own, and die fo too!
265 Sometimes to call a Minister my friend.
Notes. Ver. 248. -- help'd to bury) Mr. Dryden, after having liv'd in exigencies, had a magnificent Funeral bestow'd up. on him by the contribution of several persons of Quality. P.
Ver. 265.--tho' I condescend &C.] He thought it, and he justly thought it, a condescension in an honeft Man to accept the friendship of any one, how high foever, whose
I was not born for Courts or great affairs ;
270 Why am I ask'd what next shall see the light ? Heav'ns! was 1 born for nothing but to write? Has Life no joys for me? or (to be grave) Have I no friend to serve, no soul to save? 274 “ I found him close with Swift - Indeed ? no doubt " (Cries prating Balbus) something will come out. 'Tis all in vain, deny it as I will. 6. No, such a Genius never can lie still ;
Friendships from youth I sought, and seek them ftill:
By not making the World bis School he means, he did not form his system of morality, on the principles or practice of men in business.
Notes. conduct in life was governed only on principles of policy: for of what minifters he speaks, may be seen by the character he gives, in the next line, of the Courts they belong to.
Ver. 271. Why am I ask’d&c.] This is intended as a reproof of those impertinent complaints, which were perpetually made to him by those who called themselves his friends, for not entertaining the Town as often as it wanted amusement.--A French writer says well on this occasion Dès qu'on est auteur, il semble qu'on soit aux gages d'un tas de fainéans, pour leur fournir de quoi amuser leur oisiveté.
And then for mine obligingly mistakes
Curst be the verse, how well foe'er it flow,
As rumbling D-s or a Norfolk hound;
Then smooth up all, and CAROLINE rehearse.
Leave to Court-lermons, and to birth-day Odes.
Let laurell'd Cibber, and great Arnal shine.
The Town, the Court, the Wits, the Dunces weep,