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Did the dead letter unsuccessful prove ?

Hold-to the minister I more incline;
The brisk example never fail'd to move.

To serve his cause, O queen ! is serving thine.
Yet sure, had Heaven decreed to save the state, And see! thy very Gazetteers give o'er;
Heaven had decreed these works a longer date. E'en Ralph repents, and Henley writes no more.
Could Troy be saved by any single hand,

What then remains ? Ourself. Still, still remain
This gray-goose weapon must have made her stand. Cibberian forehead, and Cibberian brain.
What can I now ? my Fletcher cast aside,

This brazen brightness, to the 'squire so dear;
Take up the Bible, once my better guide ? 200 This polish'd hardness, that reflects the peer : 220
Or tread the path by venturous heroes trod, This arch absurd, that wit and fool delights;
This box my thunder, this right hand my god ? This mess, loss d up of Hockley-hole and White's;
Or, chair'd at White's, amidst the doctors sit, Where dukes and butchers join to wreathe my crown,
Teach oaths to gamesters, and to nobles wit? At once the bear and fiddle of the town.
Or bidst thou rather party to embrace ?

O born in sin, and forth in folly brought ! (A friend to party thou, and all her race;

Works damn'd, or to be damn'd (your father's 'Tis the same rope at different ends they twist;

fault,) To Dulness Ridpath is as dear as Mist.)

Go, purified by flames, ascend the sky, Shall I, like Curtius, desperate in my zeal,

My better and more Christian progeny! O'er head and ears plunge for the common weal? 210 Unstain'd, untouch'd, and yet in maiden sheets ; Or rob Rome's ancient geese of all their glories, While all your smutty sisters walk the streets. 230 And cackling save the monarchy of Tories ? Ye shall not beg, like gratis-given Bland,

Sent with a pass, and vagrant through the land :

Nor sail with Ward, to ape and monkey climes,
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Where vile mundungus trucks for viler rhymes :
Ver. 198. Gray goose weapon.) Alluding to the old Not, sulphur tipt, emblaze an ale-house fire ;
English weapon, ihe arrow of the long-bow, which was Nor wrap up oranges, lo pelt your sire!
fletched with the feathers of the gray-yoose.

Ver. 199. My Fletcher) A familiar manner of speaking, used by modern critice, of a favourite author. Bays might as justly speak this of Fletcher, as a French wil did of

REMARKS. Tully, seeing bis works in a library, Ah! mon cher Ciceron! je le connois bien: c'est le meme que Mare Tulle. But be Not out of any preference or affection to the Tories. Por had a better title to call Fletcher his own, having made so what Hobbes so ingeniously confesses of himself, is true of free with hiin.

all ministerial writers whatsoever: Thot be defends the Ver. 200. Take up the Bible, once my better guide ?) supreme powers, as the geese by their cuckling defended the When, according to his father's intention, he had been a Romans, who held the Capitol; for they favoured them no clergyman, or(its he thinks bimselt,) a bishop of the church more than the Gauls, their enemies; but were as ready to of England. Hear his own words: 'At the time that the have defended the Gauls if they had been possessed of the fate of King James, the prince of Orange, and myself, were Capitol.'

Epis. Dedic. to the Leviathan. on the anvil, Providence thought fit to postpone mine, till Ver. 215. Gazetteers.) A band of ministerial writers, theirs were determined: but had my father carried me a hired at the prices mentioned in the note on book ii. ver. 316, month sooner to the university, who knows but that purer who, on the very day their patron quitted his post, laid down fountain might have washed my imperfectionis into a capa-their paper, and deciared they would never more meddle in city of writing, instead of plays and annual odes, sermons, politics. and pastoral letters ?'-Apology for his Life, chap. iii. Ver. 203. At White's amidst the doctors) These doctors read; but I make no scruple to pronounce them all wrong,

Ver. 218. Cibberian forehead.] So indeed all the MSS. had a modest and upright appearance, no air of overbeartbe laureate being elsewhere celebrated by our poet for his ing; but, like true masters of art, were only habited in black

great modesty-modest Cibber-Read, therefore, al my and white: they were justly styled subtiles and graves, but peril, Cerberian forehead. This is perfectly classical, and, not always irretragabiles, being sometimes examined, and by what is more, Homerical; the dog was the ancient, as the a nice distinction, divided and laid open.

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This learned critic is to be understood allegorically. The Xov, says Achilles to Agamemnon:) which, when in a sd-

bitch is the modern symbol of impudence : (Kures our*T'
doctors in this place menn no more than false dice, a caut perlative degree, may well be denominated from Cerberus, the
phrase used among gamesters. So the meaning of these dog with three heads--But as to the latter part of this verse,
four sonorous lines is only this,'Shall I play fair or foul ?'
Ver. 208. Ridpath-Mist.) George Ridpath, author of a

Cibberian brain, that is certainly the genuine reading.

Bentl. Whig paper, called the Flying-post; Nathaniel Mist of a

Ver. 225. famous Tory journal.

O born in sin, &c.] This is a tender and Ver. 211. Or rub Rome's ancient geese of all their to sacrifice, agreeable to the nature of man in great aillie

passionate apostrophe to his own works, which he is going glories,) Relates to the well-known story of the geese that tion: and retlecting, like a parent, on the many miserable saved the Capitol; of which Virgil, An. viii.

fates to which they would otherwise be subject. * Atque hic auratis volitans argenteus anser

Ver. 228. My better and more christian progeny!) 'It Porticibus, Gallos in limine adesse canebat.' may be observable, that my muse and my spouse were

equally prolific! that the one was seldom the mother of a А

passage I have always suspected. Who sees not the child, but in the same year the other made me the father of antithesis of auratis and argenteus to be unworthy the a play. I think we had a dozen of each sort between us ; Virgilian majesty? And what absurdity to say a goose of boih which kinds, some died in their infancy, &c.' Life sings ? canebat. Virgil gives a contrary character of the of C. C. p. 217, 8vo. edit. voice of this silly bird, in Ecl. ix.

Ver. 131. Gratis-given Bland, -Sent with a pass,] It was -argutos inter strepere anser olores.'

a practice so to give the Daily Gazetteer and ministerial

pamphlets (in which this B. was a writer,) and to send them Read it, therefore, adesse strepebat. And why auratis post-free to all the towns in the kingdom. porticibus ? does not the very verse preceding this inform us, Ver. 233. Witb Ward, to ape and monkey climes.) “Romuleoque recens horrebat regia culmo.'

'Edward Ward, a very voluminous poet in Hudibrastic Is this thatch in one line, and gold in another, consistent? I has of late years kept a public house in the city (but in a

verse, but best known by the London Spy, in prose. He scruple not (repugnantibus omnibus manuscriptis) to correct genteel way) and with his wit, humour, and good liquor it auritis. Horace uses the same epithet in the same sense, (ale,) afforded his guests a pleasurable entertainment, Auritas fidibus canoris

especially those of the high church-party.' Jacob, Lives of Ducere quercus.'

Poets, vol. ii. p. 225. Great numbers of his works were

yearly sold into the Plantations.-Ward, in a book, called And to say that walls bave ears is common even to a Apollo's Maggot, declared this account to be a great falsity, proverb.

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protesting thal his public-house was not in the city, but in Ver. 212. And cackling save the monarchy of Tories?j bioortields.

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tion, &c.

9, 10.

O! pass more innocent, in infant state,

| How index-learning turns no student pale, To the mild limbo of our father Tate:

Yet holds the eel of science by the tail :

280 Or peaceably forgot, at once be bless'd

How, with less reading than makes felons 'scape, In Shadwell's bosom with eternal rest!

240 Less human genius than God gives an ape, Soon to that mass of nonsense to return,

Small thanks to France, and none to Rome or Greece,
Where things destroy'd are swept to things unborn. A past, vamp'd, future, old, revived, new piece,

With that, a tear (portentous sign of grace!) 'Twixt Plautus, Fletcher, Shakspeare, and Corneille,
Stole from the master of the seven-fold face: Can make a Cibber, Tibbald, or Ozell.
And thrice he lifted high the birth-day brand, The goddess then, o'er his anointed head,
And thrice he dropp'd it from his quivering hand : With mystic words the sacred opium shed;
Then lights the structure, with averted eyes : And lo! her bird (a monster of a fowl,
The rolling smoke involves the sacrifice.

Something betwixt a heidegger and owl)

290
The opening clouds disclose each work by turns, Perch'd on his crown. "All hail! and hail again,
Now fames the Cid, and now Perolla burns; 250 My son! the promised land expects thy reign.
Great Cesar roars, and hisses in the fires ;

know, Eusden thirsts no more for sack or praise; king John in silence modestly expires :

He sleeps among the dull of ancient days; No merit now the dear Nonjuror claims,

Safe, where no critics damn, nor duns molest, Mobere's old stubble in a moment flames.

Where wretched Withers, Ward, and Gildon rest,
Tears gush'd again, as from pale Priam's eyes, And high-born floward, more majestic sire,
When the last blaze sent llion to the skies.

With Fool of Quality completes the quire.
Roused by the light, old Dulness heaved the head,
Then snatch'd a sheet of Thule from her bed ;
Sudden she flies, and whelms it o'er the pyre;
Dowo sink the flames, and with a hiss expire. 260 Ver. 26. Tibhald.] Lewis Tıbbald (as pronounced) or
Her ample presence fills up all the place;

Theobald (as written) was bred un attorney, and son to an

attorney, says Mr. Jacob, of Sittenburn, in Kent. He was the A veil of fogs dilates her awful face:

author of soine forgotten plays, translations, and other pieces. Great in her charms ! as when on shrieves and mayors He was concerned in a paper called the Censor, and a She looks, and breathes herself into their airs.

translation of Ovid. "There is a notorious idiot, one hight

Wachum, who from an under-spor-leather to the law, is beShe bid him wait her to her sacred dome :

come an understrapper to the play house, who has lately, Well pleased he enter'd, and confess'd his home. burlesqued the Metamorphoses of Ovid by a vile transla

This fellow is concerned in an impertinent paper So spirits, ending their terrestrial race,

called the Censor.'-Denuis, Rem. on Pope's Homer, p. Ascend, and recognize their native place. This the great mother dearer held than all

Ibid. Ozel.). Mr. Jolin Ozell, if we credit Mr. Jacob, 'The clab of quid nuncs, or her own Guildhall :

did go to school in Leicestershire, where somebody left him

270 something to live on, when he shall retire from business. Here stood her opium, here she nursed her owls, He was designed to be sent to Cambridge, in order for And here she plann'd the imperia) seat of fools.

priesthood; but he chose rather to be placed in an office of Here to her chosen all her works she shows;

accounts, in the city, being qualified for the same by his

skill in arithmetic, and writing the necessary hands. He Prose swellid to verse, verse loitering into prose : has obliged the world with many translations of French How random thoughts now meaning chance to find, plays:' -- Jacob, Lives of Dram. Poets, p. 198.

Mr. Jacob's character of Mr. Ozell seems vastly short of Now leave all memory of sense behind :

his merits, and he ought to have further justice done him, How prologues into prefaces decay,

having since confuted all sarcasms on his learning and And these to notes are fritter'd quite away :

genius, by an advertisement of Sept. 20, 1729, in a paper
called 'the Weekly Medley, &c. "As to my learning, this
envious wretch knew, and every body knows, that the

whole bench of bishops, not long ago, were pleased to give
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me a purse of guineas, for discovering the erroneous translaVer. 238. 240. Tate-Shadwell.] Two of his predecessors tions of the Common-prayer in Portuguese, Spanish, French, in the laurel.

Italian, &c. As for my genius, let Mr. Cleland show better Ver. 250. Now flames the Cid, &c.) In the first notes verres in all Pope's works, than Ozell's version of Boileau's on the Duneiad it was said, that this author was particular- Lutrin, which the late lord Halifax was so pleased with, that ly excellent at tragedy. "This,' says he, 'is as unjust as to he complimented him with leave to dedicate it to him, &c. say I could not dance on a rope. But certain it is, that he Let him show better and truer poetry in jhe Rape of the had attempted to dance on this rope, and fell most shame- Lock, than in Ozell's Rape of the Bucket, (la Secchia fully, haviog produced no less than four tragedies (the rapila.) And Mr. Toland and Mr. Gildon publicly declared aames of which the poet preserves in these few lines ;) the Ozell's translation of Homer to be, as it was prior, so likeibre first of them were fairly printed, acted, and damned; wise superior to Pope's.-Surely, surely, every man is freo the fourth suppressed in fear of the like treatment. to deserve well of his country!'--John Özell.

Ver. 253, 254. The dear Nonjuror-Moliere's old stubblo.] We cannot but subscribe to such reverend testimonies, as
A comedy ihrashed out of Moliere's Tartuffe, and so much those of the bench of bishops, Mr. Toland, and Mr. Gildon.
the translator's favourite, that he assures us all our author's Ver. 290. A heidegger) A strange bird from Switzer-
diatike to it could only arise from disaffection to the govern- land, and not, as some have supposed, the name of an emi-
ment. He assures us, that when he had the honour to nent person who was a man of parts, and, as was said of
kiss bia majesty's hand, upon presenting his dedication of it, Petrovius, arbiter elegantiarum.
be as graciously pleased out of his royal bounty, to order Ver. 296. Withers.) See on ver. 146.
hin two hundred pounds for it. And this, be doubts not, Ibid. Gildon) Charles Gildon, a writer of criticisms and
grieved Mr. P.'

libels in the last age, bred at St. Omer's with the Jesuits ; Ver. 253. Thale] An unfinished poem of that name, of but renouncing popery, he published Blount's books against which one sheet was printed many years ago, by Ambrose the divinity of Christ, ihe Oracles of Reason, &c. He signa: Phillips, a northern author. It is an usual method of putting lized himself as a critic, having written some very bad plays; out a fire, to cast wet sheets upon it. Somo critics have abused Me. P. very scandalously in an anonymous pamphlet been of opinion that this sheet was of the nature of the of the life of Mr. Wycherley, printed by Curll; in another, asbestos, which cannot be consumed by fire ; but I rather called the New Rehearsal, printed in 1744; in a third, entithink it an allegorical allusiofi to the coldness and heaviness tled the Complete Art of English Poetry, in two volumes: of the writing

and others. Ver. 269. Great mother) Magna mater here applied to Ver. 297. Howard) Hon. Edward Howard, author of Dulcers. The guidnunce, a name given to the ancient the British Princes, and a great number of wonderful pieces, nembers of several political clubs, wbo were constantly in- celebrated by the late carls of Dorset and Rochester, duke quiring quid runc? 'What news 1

of Buckingham, Mr. Waller, &c.

Thou Cibber ! thou, his laurel shall support,
Folly, my son, has still a friend at court.

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BOOK THE SECOND. Lift up your gates, ye princes, see him come!

ARGUMENT. Sound, sound ye viols, be the cat-call dumb!

The king being proclaimed, the solemnity is graced with Bring, bring the madding bay, the drunken vine; public games and sports of various kinds; not instiThe creeping, dirty, courtly ivy join.

tuted by the hero, as by Æneas in Virgil, but, for And thou! his aid-de-camp, lead on my sons, greater honour, by the goddess in person, (in like man. Light-arm'd with points, antitheses, and puns.

ner as the games of Pythia, Isthmia, &c. were an. Let Bawdry Billingsgate, my daughters dear,

ciently said to be ordained by the gods, and as Thelis Support his front, and oaths bring up the rear:

herself appearing, according to Homer, Odyss. xxiv.

proposed the prizes in honour of her son Achilles) And under his, and under Archer's wing,

Hither flock the poets and critics, attended, as is but Gaming and Grub-street skulk behind the king. 310

just, with their patrons and booksellers. The goddess •0! when shall rise a monarch all our own, is first pleased, for her disport, to propose games to the And I, a nursing-mother, rock the throne;

booksellers, and setteth up the phantom of a pret, "Twixt prince and people close the curtain draw, which they contend to overtake. The races described, Shade him from light, and cover him from law;

with their divers accidents. Next the game for a Fatten the courtier, starve the learned band,

poetess. Then follow the exercises for the poets, of And suckle armies, and dry-nurse the land :

tickling, vociferating, diving. The first holds forth

the arts and practices of dedicators, the second of disTill senates nod to lullabies divine,

putants and fustian poets, the third of profound, dark, And all be sleep, as at an ode of thine!

and dirty party.writers Lastly, for the critics, the She ceased. Then swells the chapel-royal throat : goddess proposes, (with great propriety, an exercise, God save king Cibber! mounts in every note. 320 not of their parts, but their patience, in hearing the Familiar White's, God save king Colley! cries;

works of two voluminous authors, one in verse, and God save king Colley! Drury-lane replies :

the other in prose, deliberately read, without sleeping: To Needham's quick the voice triumphal rode,

the various effects of which, with the several degrees But pious Needham dropp'd the name of God;

and manners of their operation, are here set forth; till

the whole number, not of critics only, but of spectaBack to the Devil the last echoes roll,

tors, actors, and all present, fall asleep; which natu. And Coll! each butcher roars at Hockley-hole.

rally and necessarily ends the games.
So when Jove's block descended from on high,
(As sings thy great forefather Ogilby)

BOOK II.
Loud thunder to the bottom shook the bog, 330
And the hoarse nation croak’d, “God save king Log.' High on a gorgeous seat, that far out-shone

Henley's gilt tub, or Fleckno's Irish throne,
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Ver. 309, 310. Under Archer's wing --Gaming, &c.]

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When the statute against gaming was drawn up, it was re-

But how much all indulgence is lost upon these people presented, that the king, by ancient custom, plays at hazard one night in the year; and therefore a clause was inserted, conduct and constant late, in the following epigram;

may appear from the just reflection made on their constant with an exemption as to that particular. Under this pretence, the groom-porter had a room appropriated to gaming

• Ye little wits, that gleam'd awhile, all the summer ihe court was at Kensington, which bis When Pope vouchsafed a ray; majesty accidentally being acquainted with, with a just in Alas! deprived of his kind einile, dignation prohibited. It is reported the same practice is yet

How soon ye fade away! continued wherever the court resides, and the hazard table To compass Phæbus' car about, . there open to all the professed gamesters in town.

Thus einpty vapours rise, "Greatest and justest sovereign! know you this?

Each lends his cloud to put him out,
Alas! no more than Thames' calm bead can know,

That rear'd him to the skies.
Whose meads his arms drown, or whose corn o'ertlow.' Alas! those skies are not your sphere;
Donne to Queen Eliz.

There he shall ever burn:
Ver. 319. Chapel-royal.] The voices and instruments
used in the service

Weep, weep, and fall: for earth ye were, the chapel-royal being also employed

And must to earth return.' in the performance of the birth-day and new-year odes. Ver. 324. But pious Needham.) A matron of great fame,

Two things there are, upon the supposition of which the and very religious in her way; whose constant prayer it was very basis of all verbal criticism is founded and supported : that she might get enough by her profession to leave it off' The first, that an author could never fail 10 use the best in time, and make her peace with God.' But her fate was word on every occasion: the second, that a critic cannot not so happy; for being convicted, and set in the pillory, she choose but know which that is. This being granted, whenwas, (to the lasting shame of all her great friends and vota- ever any word doth not fully content us, we take upon us to ries) so ill used by the populace, that it put an end to her days. conclude, first, that the author could never have used it;

Ver. 325. Back to the Devil.] The Devil Tavern in and, secondly, that he inust have used that very oue, which Fleet-street, where these odes are usually rehearsed before we conjecture, in its stead. they are performed at court. Upon which a wit of those We cannot, therefore, enough admire the learned Scribtimes makes this epigram:

lerus, for his alteration of the text in the last two verses of •When laureates make odes, do you ask of what sort ?

the preceding book, which in all the former editionis stood Do you ask if they're good, or are evil?

thus: You may judge-from the Devil they come to the court, Hoarse thunder to its bottom shook the bog, And go from the court to the devil.'

And the loud nation croak'd, 'God save king Log!" Ver. 328.-Ogilby-God save king Log!] See Ogilby's He has, with great judgment, transposed these two epiÆsop's Fables, where, in the story of the Frogs and their thets; putting hoarse to the nation, and loud to the thunder; King, this excellent hemistich is to be found.

and this being evidently the true reading, he vouchsafed not Our author manifests here, and elsewhere, a prodigious so much as to mention the former: for which assertion of tenderness for the bad writers. We see he selects the only the just right of a critiche merits the acknowledgment of good passage, perhaps, in all that ever Ogilby writ! which all sound commentators. shows how candid and patient a reader he must have been. Ver. 2. Henley's gilt tub,] The pulpit of a dissenter is What can be more kind and affectionate iban the words in usually called a tub; but that of Mr. Orator Henley was cothe preface to bis poems, where he labours to call upon all vered with velvet, and adorned with gold. He had also a our humanity and forgiveness towards these unlucky men, fair altar, and over it this extraordinary inscription: The by the most moderate representation of their case that has primitive eucharist.' See the history of this person, book iii. ever been given by any autbor ?

Ver. 2. or Fleckno's Irish throne,) Richard Fleckno was

Or that where on her Curlls the public pours, With authors, stationers obey'd the call:
All bounteous, fragrant grains and golden showers, The field of glory is a field for all.
Great Cibber sat : the proud Parnassian sneer, Glory and pain the industrious tribe provoke ;
The conscious simper, and the jealous leer, And gentle Dulness ever loves a joke.
Mix on his look : all eyes direct their rays A poet's form she placed before their eyes,
On him, and crowds turn coxcombs as they gaze. And bade the nimblest racer seize the prize;
His peers shine round him with reflected grace, No meagre, muse-rid mope, adust and thin,
New edge their dulness, and new bronze their face. In a dun night-gown of his own loose skin,
So from the sun's broad beam, in shallow urns, 10 But such a bulk as no twelve bards could raise,
Heaven's twinkling sparks draw light, and point their Twelve starving bards of these degenerate days. 40
horns.

All as a partridge plump, full-fed and fair,
Not with more glee, by hands pontific crown'd, She form'd this image of well-bodied air;
With scarlet bats wide waving circled round, With pert flat eyes she window'd well its head;
Rome in her Capitol saw Querno sit,

A brain of feathers, and a heart of lead: Throned on seven hills, the Antichrist of wit. And empty words she gave, and sounding strain,

And now the queen, to glad her sons, proclaims But senselegs, lifeless ! idol void and vain!
By herald hawkers, high heroic games.

Never was dash'd out, at one lucky hit,
They summon all her race : an endless band A fool, so just a copy of a wit;
Pours forth, and leaves unpeopled half the land. 20 So like, that critics said, and courtiers swore,
A motley mixture! in long wigs, in bags,

A wit it was, and call'd the phantom More. 50
In silks, in crapes, in garters, and in rags,
From drawing-rooms, from colleges, from garrets,

REMARKS. On horse, on fool, in hacks, and gilded chariots : joy.* He was ever after a constant frequenter of the pope's All who true Dunces in her cause appear'd,

table, drank abundantly, and poured forth verses without

number. Paulus Jovius, Elog. Vir. Doct. chap. lxxxiii. And all who knew those Dunces to reward.

Some idea of his poetry is given by Fam. Strada in bis ProAmid that area wide they took their stand, lusions. Where the tall may-pole once o'erlook'd the Strand, species of mirth, called a joke, arising from a mal-entenda

Ver. 34. And gentle Dulness ever loves a joke.) This But now (s0 Anne and piety ordain)

may be well supposed to be the delight of Dolness. A church collects the saints of Drury-lane. 30

Ver. 47. Never was dash'd out, at one lucky hit.] Our author here seems willing to give some account of the pog

sibility of Dulney making a wit (which could be done no REMARKS.

other way than by chance.) The fiction is the more recon

ciled to probability by thé known story of Apelles, who, an Irish priest, but had laid aside (as himself expressed it) being at a loss to express the foam of Alexander's horse, the mechanic part of priesthood. He printed some plays, dashed his pencil in despair at the picture, and happened to poems, letters, and travels. I doubt not, our author took do it by that fortunate stroke. occasion to mention bim in respect to the poem of Mr. Dry Ver. 50. And call'd the phantom More.] Curll, in his den, to which this bears some resemblance, though of a cha- Key to the Dunciad, affirmed this to be James Moore racter more different from it than that of the Æneid from the Smith, Esq. and it is probable (considering

what is said of Diad, or the Lutrin of Boileau from the Defait de Bouls Ri-bim in the testimonies) that some might fancy our author mées of Sarazin.

obliged to represent this gentleman as a plagiary, or to pass It may be just worth mentioning, that the eminence from for one himself. His case, indeed, was like that of a man I thence the ancient sophists entertained their auditors, was bave heard of, who, as he was sitting in company, perceiv; called by the pompous name of a throne. Themistius, ed his next neighbour had stolen his handkerchief: 'Sir, Orat. i.

said the thief, finding himself detected, do not expose me, Ver. 3. Or that whereon her Curlls the public pours.] did it for mere want; be so good but to take it privately out Edmund Curll stood in the pillory at Charing-cross, in March, of my pocket again, and say nothing.' The honest man did 1727-8. "This,' saith Edmund Curll,‘is a false assertion-so, but the other cried out, 'See, gentlemen, what a thief I had, indeed, the corporal punishment of what the gentlo- we have among us! look, he is stealing my handkerchief!' men of the long robe are pleased jocosely to call mounting Some time before, he had horrowed of Dr. Arbuthnot a the rostrum for one hour: but that scene of action was not paper called a Historico-physical account of the South Sea; in the month of March, but in February.' (Curliad, 12mo. and of Mr. Pope the memoirs of a Parish Clerk, which for p. 19.). And of the history of his being tossed in a blanket, two years he kept, and read to the Rev. Dr. Young, F. Bilhe saith, 'Here, Scriblerus! thou leesest in what thou as- lers, Esq. and muny others, as his own. Being applied to dertest concerning the blanket: it was not a blanket but a for ihem, he pretended they were lost; but there bappening rug,' p. 25. Much in the same manner Mr. Cibber remon- to be another copy of the latter, it came out in Swisi's and strated, that his brothers, at Bedlam, mentioned Book i. Pope's Miscellanies. Upon this, it seems, he was so far were not brazen, but blocks; yet oor author let it pass un- mistaken as to confess his proceeding by an endeavour to altered, as a trifle that no way altered the relationship. hide it: unguardedly printing (in the Daily Journal of April

We should think, gentle reader, that we but ill performed 3, 1723,) "That the contempt which he and others had for ont part, if we corrected not as well our own errors now, as those pieces, (which only himself had shown, and banded formerly those of the printer; since what moved us to this about as his own,) occasioned their being lost, and for that work, was solely the love of truth, not in the least any vain cause only not returned.' A fact, of which as none but he glory, or desire to contend with great authors. And fur- could be conscious, none but he could be the publisher of it. ther, our mistakes, we conceive, will the rather be pardoned, The plagiarisms of this person gave occasion to the followas scarce possible to be avoided in writing of such persons ing epigram: and works as do ever shun the light. However, that we

Moore always smiles whenever he recites; may not any how soften or extenuate the same, we give He smiles (you think) approving what he writes. them thee in the very words of our antagonists; not defending, but retracting them from our heart, and craving excuse

And yet in this no vanity is shown; of the parties offended: for surely in this work, it hath been

A modest man may like what's not his own.' above all things our desire to provoke no man. Scribl.

This young gentleman's whole misfortune was too inorQuerno was of Apulia, who bearing the great encourage- who having shown some verses of his in manuscript 10 Mr;

Ver. 15. Rome in her Capitol saw Querno sit.] Camillo dinate a passion to be thought a wit. Here is a very strong ment which Leo X gave to poets, travelled to Rome with a Mnore, wherein Mr. Pope was called first of the tuneful harp in his hand, and sung to it twenty thousand verses of a train, Mr. Moore the next morning sent to Mr. Savage to Leo, and promoted to the honour of the laurel; a jest which Pope might now be the first, because Moore had left him the court of Rome and the pope himself entered into so far, unrivalled, in turning his style to comedy.'. This was during 8s to cause him to ride on an elephant to the Capitol, and the rehearsal of the Rival Modes, his first and only work; to hold a solemn festival on his coronation ; at which it is recorded the poet himself was so transported as to weep for

* See Life of C. C. chap. vi. p. 149.

All gaze with ardour : some a poet's name, The race by vigour, not by vaunts is won : Others a sword-knot and laced suit inflame. So take the hindmost, Hell!' he said, and run. But lofty Lintot in the circle rose :

Swift as a bard the bailiff leaves behind, *This prize is mine; who 'tempt it are my foes : He left huge Lintot, and out-stripp'd the wind. With me began this genius, and shall end.'

As when a dab-chick waddles through the copse He spoke; and who with Lintot shall contend? On feet and wings, and flies, and wades, and hops:

Fear held them mute. Alone, untaught to fear, So labouring on, with shoulder, hands, and head, Stood dauntless Curll : Behold that rival here! Wide as a wind-mill all his figure spread,

With arms expanded Bernard rows his state,

And left-legg'd Jacob seems to emulate.
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Full in the middle way there stood a lake the town condemned it in the action, but he printed it in which Curll's Corinna chanced that morn to make : 1786-7, with this modest motto: * Hic cæstus, artemque repono.'

(Such was her wont, at early dawn to drop The smaller pieces which we have heard attributed to Her evening cates before his neighbour's shop) this author are, An Epigram on the Bridge at Blenheim, by Here fortuned Curll to slide ; loud shout the band, Dr. Evans: Cosmelia, by Mr. Pit, Mr. Jones, &c. The And Bernard ! Bernard ! rings through all the Strand. Mock Marriage of a mad Divine, with a Cl. for a Parson, by Dr. W. The Saw.pit, a Sumile, by a Friend. Certain

Obscene with filth the miscreant lies bewray'd,
Physical Works on Sir James Baker; and some unowned Fall'n in the plash his wickedness had laid:
Letters, Advertisements, and Epigrams against our author Then first (if poets aught of truth declare)
in the Daily Journal.

Notwithstandig what is here collected of the person ima. The caitiff vaticide conceived a prayer: gined by Curll to be meant in this place, we cannot be of Hlear, Jove! whose name my bards and I adore, ihat opinion; since our poet had certainly no need of viu- As much at least as any gods or more ;

80 dicating hall a dozen verses to himsell, which every reader had done for him; sinco the name itself is not spelled Moore, And him and his if more devotion warms, but More; and, lustly, since the learned Scriblerus has so Down with the Bible, up with the pope's arms. well proved the contrary. Ver. 50. The phantom More.] It appears from hence,

A place there is, betwixt earth, air, and seas, that this is not the name of a real person, but fictitious. Where, from ambrosia, Jove retires for ease. More from k spos stultus, kwpoz, stultitia, to represent the There in his seat two spacious vents appear, folly of a plagiary. Thus Erasmus : Admonuit me orieng-On this he sits, to that he leans his ear, nomen tibi, quod tam ad Moriæ vocabulum accedit quam es ipse a re alienus. Dedication of Moriæ Encomium to And hears the various vows of fond mankind; sir Thomas More; the farewell of which may be our au- Some beg an eastern, some a western wind; thor's to his plagiary, Vale, More! et moriam tuam gnaviter defende. Adieu, More! and be sure strongly to defend All vain petitions mounting to the sky, thy own folly: Scribl. With reams abundant this abode supply ;

90 Ver. 53. "But lofty Lintot.) We enter here upon the Amused he reads, and then returns the bills episode of the booksellers; persons, whose names being more known and famous in the learned world than those of the Sigu'd with that ichor which from gods distills authors in this poem, do therefore need less explanation. In office here fair Cloacina stands, The action of Mr. Lintol here imitates that of Dares in Vir- And ministers to Jove with purest hands. gil, rising just in this manner to lay hold of a bull. This eminent bookseller printed the Rival Modes before men- Forth from the heap she pick'd her votary's prayer, tion d.

And placed it next him, a distinction rare ! Ver. 58. Stood dauntless Curl?:) We come now to a Oft had the goddess heard her servant's call, character of much respect, that of Mr. Edmund Curll. As a plain repetition of great actions is the best praise of them, From her black grottos near the Temple-wall, we shall only say of this eminent man, that he carried the Listening delighted to the jest unclean trade many lengi hs beyond what it ever before arrived at : Of link-boys vile, and waterman obscene;

100 sion. He possessed himself of a command over all authors Where, as he fish'd her nether realms for wit, whatever : he caused them to write what he pleased; they She oft had favour'd him, and favours yet. could not call their very names their own. He was not only Renew'd by ordure's sympathetic force, the church, and the law, and received particular marks of As oil'd with magic juices for the course, distinction from each. It will be owned that he is here introduced with all possi- Imbibes new life, and scours and stinks along :

Vigorous he rises; from the effluvia strong, ble dignity. He speaks like the intrepid Diomede; be runs like the swin fooled Achilles : if he fails, 'tis like the beloved Re-passes Lintot, vindicates the race, Nisus; and (what Homer makes to be the chief of all praises) Nor beeds the brown dishonours of his face. he is favoured of the gods: he says but three words, and his prayer is heard; a goddess conveys it to the seat of Jupiter :

And now the victor stretch'd his eager hand ihough he loses the prize, he gains the victory; the great Where the tall nothing stood or seem'd 10 stand: 110 mother herself comforts him, she inspires him with expe- A shapeless shade, it melted from bis sight, dients, she honours him with an imınortal present (such as Achilles receives from Thetis, and Æneas from Venus,) at Like forms in clouds, or visions of the night. once instructive and prophetical: after this he is unrivalled, and triumphant.

The tribute our author here pays him is a grateful retum for several unmerited obligations ; many weighty animadversions on the public offairs, and many excellent and divert:

Ver. 70. Curl's Corinna.] This name, it seems, was ing pieces on private persoos, has be given to his name. If taken by one Mes. Thorn, who shouted some private ever he owed two verses to any other, he owed Mr. Curll waters of Mr. Pope, while almost a boy, o Mr. Cromwell, some thousands. He was every day extending his fame, and sold them without the consent of viber of those gentle and enlarging his writings: witness innumerable instances men, to Curll, who printed them in 12.04, 17:27. He disbut it shall suffice only to mention the Court Poems, which covered her to be the puble-hr, in his hey, i. 11. We only he meant to publish as the work of the true writer,'a lady take this opportunity of mentioning the manner in which of quality; but being threatened first, and afierwards pun- those letters goi abroad, which the author was ashamed of ished for it by Mr. Pope, he generously transferred it from as very trivial things, full not only of lexilies, but or wrong her to him, and ever since printed it in his name. The single jungments of ineu and books, and only excusable from the time that ever he spoke to Mr. C. was on that affair, and youth and inexperience of the writer. to that happy incident he owed all the favour since received Ver. 82. Down with the Bible, up with the pope's arms.) from him: so true is the saying of Dr. Sydenham, 'that The Bible, Curil's wign; the Cross keys, Lintui's. any one shall be, at some time or other, the better or the Ver. 101. Where, as he fish'd, &c.] See the preface to woren, for having but seen or spoken to a good or bad man.'' Swift's and Pope's Jiiscellanies.

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