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Here, Last of Britons ! let your Names be read; 250
Fr. Alas! alas ! pray end what you began,
Ver. ult.] This was the last poem of the kind printed by our author, with a resolution to publish no more ; but to : enter thus, in the most plain and solemn manner he could... a sort of PROTEST against that insuperable corruption and depravity of manners, which he had been so unhappy as.. to live to fee. Could he have hoped to have amended any, he had continued those attacks ; but bad men were. grown fo shameless and so powerful, that Ridicule was be. , come as unsafe as it was ineffectual. The Poem raised him, as he knew it would, some enemies; but he had reason: to be satisfied with the approbation of good men, and the testimony of his own conscience. R.
Receiving from the Right Hon. the Lady PRANCES SHIRLEY : A STANDISH and Two Pens.
V ES, I beheld the Athenian Queen
1 Descend in all her fober charms;
“ Take at this hand celestial arms :
" The golden lance (hall guard Desert, « And if a Vice dares keep the field,
“ This steel shall stab it to the heart.”
Aw'd, on my bended knees I fell,
Receiv'd the weapons of the sky;
The fount of Fame or Infamy.
A famous toy-Shop at Bath.
$6 But, Friend, take heed whom you attack ;
6 You'll bring a House (I mean of Peers) & Red, Blue, and Green, nay white and black, . “L a nd all about your ears.
66 You'd write as smooth again on glass,
" And run, on ivory, so glib, “ As not to stick at fool or ass ,
« Nor stop at Flattery or Fibc.
“ Athenian Queen! and sober charms!
“ I tell ye, fool, there's nothing in't : 56 'Tis Venus, Venus gives these arms;
« In Dryden's Virgil see the print
6 Come, if you'll be a quiet soul, : :
" That dares tell neither Truth nor Lies', “ I'll list you in the harmless roll ..$6 Of those that fing of these poor eyes."
Notes. o The Dunciad. • The Epijile to Dr. Arbuthnot. .
d Such toys being the usual presents from lovers to their mistresses.
• When the delivers Æneas a suit of heavenly armour.
fi. e. If you have neither the courage to write Satire, nor the application to attempt an Epic poem. He was then meditating on such a work,