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Vied for his love in jetty bowers below, 335

As Hylas fair was ravish'd long ago.
Then sung, how shewn him by the nut-brown maids,
A branch of Styx here rises from the shades,
That tinctur'd as it runs with Lethe's streams,
And wafting vapours from the land of dreams, 3-10
(As under seas Alpheus' secret sluice
Bears Pisa's offerings to his Arethuse)
Pours into Thames; and hence the minified wave
Intoxicates the pert, and lulls the grave:
Here brisker vapours o'er the Temple creep; 345
There all from Paul's to Aldgate drink and sleep.

Thence to the hanks where reverend bards repose
They led him soft; each reverend bard arose •
And Milhourn chief, deputed by the rest,
Gave him the cassock, surcingle, and vest. 350

"Receive (he said) these robes which once were mine;
Dulness is sacred in a sound divine."
He ceas'd, and spread the robe; the crowd confess
The reverend flamen in his lengthen'd dress.
Around him wide a sable army stand, S55

A low-born, cell-bred, selfish, servile band,
Prompt or to guard or stab, or saint or damn;
Heaven's Swiss,,who fight for any god or man. [Fleet

Through Lud's fam'd gates, along the well-known
Rolls the black troop, and overshades the street, 360
Till showers of sermons, characters, essays,
In circling fleeces whiten all the ways:
So clouds, replenish'd from some bog below
Mount in dark volumes, and descend in snow.
Here stopt the goddess; and in pomp proclaims 365
A gentler exercise to close the games.

"Ye critics! in whose heads, as equal scales, I weigh what author's heaviness prevails;

REMARKS. v. 349. And Milbourn.] Luke Milboum, a clergyman, the fairest of critics; who, when lie wrote against Mr. Dryden's Virgil, did him justice in printing at the same time his own translations of liim, which were intolerable. His manner of writing has a great resemblance to that of the e«ntlemen of the Dunciad asainst our author. * .y

Which most conduce to soothe the soul in slumbers,

My H—nley's periods, or my Blackmnre's numbers;

Attend the trial we propose to make: 37 o

If there be man who o'er such works can wake,

Sleep's all-subduing charms who dares defy,

And boasts Ulysses' ear with Argus' eye:

To him we grant our amplest powers to sit 375

Judge of all present, past, and future wit;

To cavil, censure, dictate, right or wrong,

Full and eternal privilege of tongue."

Three college sophs, and three pert Templars came, Tfie same their talents, and their tastes the same; Each prompt to query, answer, and debate, 331

And smit with love of poesy and prate.
The ponderous books two gentle readers bring;
The heroes sit, the vulgar form a ring.
The clamorous crowd is hush'd with mugs of mum,
Till all tun'd equal send a general hum. 386

Then mount the clerks, and in one lazy tone
Through the long, heavy, painful page drawl on;
Soft creeping words on words the sense compose.
At every line they stretch, they yawn, they doze. 390
As to soft gales top-heavy pines bow low
Their heads, and lift them as they cease to blow;
Thus oft they rear, and oft the head decline,
As breathe, or pause, by fits, the airs divine.
And now to this side, now to that they nod, 395
As verse, or prose, infuse the drowsy god.
Thrice Budgel aim'd to speak, but thrice supprest
By potent Arthur, knock d his chin and breast.
Toland and Tindal, prompt at priests to jeer,
Yet silent bow'd to " Christ's no kingdom here." 400


v. 397. Thrice Budgel aim'd to speak.] Famous for his speeches on many occasions about the South-sea scheme, &c. "He is a very ingenious gentleman, and hath written some excellent epilogues to plays, and one small piece on Love, which is very pretty. Jacob, Lives of Poets, vol. ii. p. 289. 'W.

v. 399. Toland and Tindal.] Two persons, not so happy as to be ol-icure, who writ against the religion of their country. Toland, the author of the Atheist's Liturgy, called PamtheUticont was a spy in pay to Lord Oxford. Tindal was author of The Iliohts of the

Who fiat the nearest, by the words o'ercome,
Slept first; the distant nodded to the hum.
Then down are roli'd the books; stretch'd o'er 'emliet
Each gentle clerk, and muttering seals his eyes.
As what a Dutchman plumps into the lakes, 405
One circle first, and then a second, makes;
What Dalness dropt among her sons imprest
Like motion from one circle to the rest:
So from the midmost the nutation spreads
Round and more round, o'er all the " sea of head?.*
At lastCentlivre felt her voice to fail, 411

Motteux himself unfinish'd left his tale.
Boyer the state, and Law the stage gave o'er,
Morgan and Mandeville could prate no more;
Norton, from Daniel and Ostroea sprung, 415

Bless'd with his father's front and mother's tongue,


Christian Church, and Christianity as old as the Creation. He als* wrote an abusive pamphlet agaiust Karl S—, which was suppressed while yet in MS. by an eminent person, then out of the ministry, to whom lie shewed it, expecting his approbation. This Doctor afterwards published the same piece, mutatis mutandis, against that very person. W.

v. 411. Centlivre.] Mrs. Susannah Centlivre, wife to Mr. Ctntlivre, Yeoman of the Mouth to his Majesty. She writ many plays, and a song (says Mr. Jacob, vol. i. p. 62.) before she was seven

Sears old. She also writ a ballad against Mr. Pore's Homer before e began it. W.

v. 413. Boyer the state, and Law the stage gave o'er.] A. Boyer, a voluminous compiler of annals, political collections, &c.—William Law, A.M. wrote with great zeal against the stag*; Mr. Dennis answered with as great. Their books were printed in 1726. W.

v. 414. Morgan.] A writer against religion, distinguished no otherwise from the rabble of his tribe, than by the pompousness of his title; for having stolen his morality from Tindal, and his phuoBophy from Spinoza, he calls himself by tii.' courtesy of England, a Moral Philosopher. *

Ibid. — Mandeville.] This writer, who prided himself as much in the reputation of an immoral philosopher, was author of a famou book called The Fable of the Bees; written to prove, that moral virtue is the invention of knaves, and Christian virtue the impoaitioa of fools; and tiiat vice is necessary, and alone sufficient, to render society flourishing and happy. W.

n.413. Norton.] Norton de Foe, offspring of the famous Daaiel; Fortes creanturfortibus; one of the authors of the Flying Post, ia which Mr. P. had sometimes the honour to be abused with bit betters; and of many hired scurrilities and daily papers, to whki ha never set his name.

Hung silent down his never blushing head.
And all was husli'd, as Folly's self lay dead.

Thus the soft gifts of sleep conclude the day,
And stretch'd on bulks, as usual, poets lay. 420

Why should I sing what bards the nightly Muse
Did slumbering visit, and convey to stews;
Who prouder march'd, with magistrates in state,
To some fam'd round-house, ever-open gate!
How Henley lay inspir'd beside a sink, 425

And to mere mortals seem'd a priest in drink:
While others, timely, to the neighbouring Fleet
(Haunt of the Muses) made their safe retreat?


ARGUMENT. After the other persons are disposed in their proper places of rest, the goddess transports the King to her Temple, and there lavs him to slumber with his head on her lap ;*a position of marvellous virtue, which causes all the visions of wild enthusiasts, projectors, politicians, inamoratoes, castle-builders, chemists, and poets. He is immediately carried ou the wings of Fancy, and led by a mnd poetical Sibvl to the Elvsian shade; where, cm the hanks of Lethe, the souls of the dull are dipped by Bavius, before their entrance into this world. There he is met by the ghost of Settle, and by him made acquainted with the wonders of the place, and w ith those which he himself is destined to perform. He takes him to a mount of vision, from whence he shews him the past triumphs of the Empire of Dulness, then the present, and lastly the future: how small a part of the world was ever conquered by Science; how soon those conquests were stopped, and those very nations again reduced to her dominion. Then distinguishing the island of Gre.*t Britain, shews by what aids, by what persons, and .by what degrees, it shall be brought to her empire- Some of the persons he causes to pass in review before his eyes, describing each by his proper figure, character, and qualifications. On a sudden the scene shifts, and a vast number of miracles and prodigies appear, utterly surprising and unknown to the King himself, till they are explained to be the wonders of his Oh n reign now commencing. On this subject Settle breaks into a congratulation, yet not unmixed with concern, that his own times were but the types of these. He prophecies bow first the nation shaif .be ovr-r-run with farces, operas, and shows; how the throne of Dulness shall be edianced over the theatres, and Sei up even at Court: then how her cons suill preside in the seats of arts and sciences; giving a glimpse, or Pisgah tight, of the future fulness of her glory, the accomplishment whereof is the subject of the fourth and last hook

Bur in her temple's last recess inclos'd,
On Durness' lap th' anointed head repos'd.
Him close she curtains round with vapours bine,
And soft besprinkles with Cimmerian dew:
Then raptures high the scat of sense overflow, 5

Which only heads refin'd from reason know.
Hence from the straw where Bedlam's prophet nods,
He hears loud oracles, and talks with gods: «

Hence the fool's paradise, the statesman's scheme,
The air-built castle, and the golden dream, ]t

The maid's romantic wish, the chemist's flame,
And poet's vision of eternal fame.

And now, on Fancy's easy wing eonvey'd,
The king descending, views th' Elysian shade.
A slip-shod sibyl led his steps along, U

In lofty madness meditating song;
Her tresses staring trom poetic dreams,
Aud never wa-h'd but in Castalia's streams.
Taylor, their better Charon, lends an oar,
(Once swan of Thames, though now he sings no more)
Benlowes, propitious still to blockheads, bows; II
And Shad»ell nods, the poppy on his brows.
Here in a dusky vale where Lethe rolls,
Old B.ii ins sits to dip poetic souls,
And blunt the sense, and tit it for a skull Si

Of solid proof, impenetrably dull:
Instant, when dipt, away they winz their flight,
Where Brown and Mears unbar the gates of li»ht,
Demand new bodies, and hi calf's array
Rush to the world, impatient for the day, S0


v. 19. Taylor.} John Taylor, the Water-poet, an honest man, who owns tie learned not so muih us the accidence; a rare eramnle of modesty in a poet! tie wrote fourscore books in the reign of James I. aud Charles 1. and afterwards (like Edward Ward) kept an alehouse in Long acre. He died in 1054. W.

r. SI. Benloires.] A country-gentleman, famous for his own bad poetry, and tor bad poets, as may be seeu from many dedications of Quarles aud others to him. Some of these anagram'1 his nan e lien'.oues mto Bencvolus; to verify which he spent his whole estate upon them. w.

v. 22. And Sh'tdwell nods, the poppy, &c] Shadwell took opiura for many years, ami died of too large a dose, in the year 1692. W.

v. 24. Old Bavins sits.] Bavins was an ancient poet, celebrated by Virgil for the like cause as Bayes by our author, though not in so a manner; for beathenismy it is declared by Virgil, of Biivius, that he ouvht to be hated and detested for his evil works: Qui Biiiium non oditf whereas we have often had occasion 10 observe our poet's Great good-nature and mercifulness through the whole course of this poem. Scrib.

v. 28. Browne and Meats ] Booksellers, printers for any body— The allegory of the souls of tiie dull coming forth in the form of books dressed in calf's leather, and being let abroad in vast numbers by booksellers, is sutliciently intelligible. \y.

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