k Our fathers prais'd rank Ven'son. You suppose come, 95 100 Than eat the sweetest by themselves at home. 105 110 "Right," cries his Lordship, "for a rogue in need To have a Taste is insolence indeed: In me 'tis noble, suits my birth and state, 116 Oh Impudence of wealth! with all thy store, 'O magnus posthac inimicis risus! uterne In pace, ut sapiens, aptarit idonea bello? X Quo magis his credas: puer hunc ego parvus Integris opibus novi non latius usum, W Quam nunc accisis. Videas, metato in agello, NOTES. Ver. 122. As M**o's was, &c.] I think this light stroke of satire ill-placed; and that it hurts the dignity of the preceding morality. Horace was very serious, and properly so, when he said, "cur, Improbe! caræ Non aliquid patriæ tanto emetiris acervo? He remembered, and hints with just indignation at, those luxurious Patricians of his old party: who, when they agreed to establish a fund in the cause of Freedom, under the conduct of Brutus, could never be persuaded to withdraw from their expensive pleasures what was sufficient for the support of so great a cause. He had prepared his apology for this liberty, in the preceding line, where he pays a fine compliment to Augustus! "Templa ruunt antiqua Deûm?” which oblique Panegyric the Imitator has very properly turned into a direct stroke of satire. W. Ver. 122. Not at five per cent.] He could not forbear this stroke against a nobleman, whom he had been for many years accustomed to hear abused by his most intimate friends. A certain parasite, who thought to please Lord Bolingbroke by ridiculing the avarice of the Duke of M. was stopped short by that Lord, who Or to thy Country let that heap be lent, 121 "Who thinks that Fortune cannot change her mind, Prepares a dreadful jest for all mankind. And "who stands safest? tell me, is it he In peace provides fit arms against a war? 125 Thus BETHEL spoke, who always speaks his thought, And always thinks the very thing he ought: And as I love would imitate the Man. In South-Sea days not happier, when surmis'd W 130 NOTES. said, "He was so very great a man, that I forgot he had that vice." We have lived to read with equal astonishment and regret, the clear and indisputable proofs of the treachery, duplicity, hypocrisy, and ingratitude, of this great and able General and Politician. See particularly Sir John Dalrymple's Memoirs, vol. i. p. 194. Ver. 129. Thus BETHEL spoke,] This speech of Ofellus continues in the original to the end of this satire. Pope has taken all that follows out of the mouth of Bethel, and speaks entirely in his own person. It is impossible not to be pleased with the picture of his way of life, and the account he gives of his own table, in lines that express common and familiar objects with dignity and elegance. See therefore his bill of fare, of which you will long to partake, and wish you could have dined at Twickenham. Boileau had but a bad house and gardens at Auteuil near Paris. Ver. 133. In South-Sea days not happier, &c.] Mr. Pope had South-Sea stock, which he did not sell out. It was valued at between twenty and thirty thousand pounds when it fell. W. Cum pecore et gnatis, fortem mercede colonum, a Explicuit vino contractæ seria frontis. b Sæviat atque novos moveat Fortuna tumultus! Quantum hinc imminuet? quanto aut ego parcius, aut vos, O pueri, nituistis, ut huc novus incola venit? NOTES. Ver. 144. these chicks] Not used properly or commonly for chicken. Dryden has chick, in the singular number, chicken is the plural; we say oxen, not oxes; the en is Teutonic. Ver. 150. And, what's more rare, a Poet shall say Grace.] The pleasantry of this line consists in the supposed rarity of a Poet's having a table of his own; or a sense of gratitude for the blessings he receives. But it contains, too, a sober reproof of people of condition, for their unmanly and brutal disuse of so natural a duty. W. Swift always performed this duty with proper seriousness and gravity. Ver. 154. Standing Armies came.] A constant topic of declamation against the court, at this time and still continues to be So. See what Dr. Adam Smith says, in his excellent Wealth of Nations, of the real and supposed dangers of Standing armies. Ver. 160. Welcome the coming,] From Homer, Odyss. b. 15. v. 74. χρὴ ξεῖνον παρεόντα φιλεῖν, ἐθέλοντα δὲ πέμπειν. Theocritus has finely touched this subject in the sixteenth Idyllium. In forest planted by a Father's hand, 135 140 On *brocoli and mutton, round the year: a own: From yon old walnut-tree a show'r shall fall; 145 And grapes long ling'ring on my only wall, And figs from standard and espalier join; The Dev'l is in you if you cannot dine: Then 'cheerful healths (your Mistress shall have place), And, what's more rare, a Poet shall say Grace. 150 Fortune not much of humbling me can boast; Tho' double tax'd, how little have I lost? My Life's amusements have been just the same, с My lands are sold, my father's house is gone; 155 I'll hire another's: is not that my own, And yours, my friends? through whose free op'ning gate None comes too early, none departs too late; (For I, who hold sage Homer's rule the best, 66 Welcome the coming, speed the going Guest.) 160 Pray Heav'n it last! (cries SWIFT) as you go on; I wish to God this house had been your own: |