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DUNCIA D.

ARGUMENT to Book the THIRD.

AFTER the other perfons are difpofed in their proper places of reft, the Goddess transports the King to her Temple, and there lays him to flumber with his head on her lap; a pofition of marvellous virtue, which caufes all the Vifions of wild enthufiafts, projectors, politicians, inamoratos, caffle-builders, chymifts, and poets. He is immediately carried on the wings of Fancy to the Elyzian fhade; where on the banks of Lethe the fouls 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 with thofe which he is himself defined to perform. He takes him to a Mount of Vision, from whence he fhews him the past triumphs of the Empire of Dulness, then the prefent, and lafly the future: How small a part of the world was ever conquered by Science, how foon thofe conquefts were flopped, and thofe very nations again reduced to her dominion. Then diftinguishing the Island of Great Britain, fhews by what aids, and by what perfons, it shall be forthwith brought to her empire. Thefe he caufes to pass in review before his eyes, defcribing each by his proper figure, character, and qualifications. On a fudden

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the fcene fhifts, and a vast number of miracles and prodigies appear, utterly furprizing and unknown to the King himself, till they are explained to be the wonders of his own reign now commencing. On this fubject Settle breaks into a congratulation, yet not unmixed with concern, that his own times were but the types of thefe. He prophecies how firft the nation fhall be over-run with Farces, Operas, and Shows; and the throne of Dulness advanced over both the Theatres; then how her fons fhall prefide in the feats of Arts and Sciences, till in conclufion all shall return to their original Chaos: A scene, of which the prefent Action of the Dunciad is but a Type or Foretafte, giving a Glympfe, or Pisgah-fight of the promised Fulness of her Glory; the accomplishment whereof will, in all probability, hereafter be the Theme of many other and greater Dunciads.

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UT in her Temple's last recefs inclos'd, On Dulness' lap th' Anointed head repos'd. Him close she curtain'd round with vapours blue, And foft besprinkled with Cimmerian dew. Then raptures high the feat of sense o'erflow, Which only heads refin'd from reafon know. Hence, from the ftraw where Bedlam's Prophet nods, He hears loud Oracles, and talks with Gods: Hence the Fool's paradife, the Statesman's scheme, The air-built Caftle, and the golden Dream, The Maid's romantic wifh, the Chymift's flame, And Poet's vifion of eternal fame.

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And now, on Fancy's eafy wing convey'd, The King defcended to th' Elyzian Shade. There, in a dufky vale where Lethe rolls, Old Bavius fits, to dip poetic Souls, And blunt the fenfe, and fit it for a fcull Of folid proof, impenetrably dull : Inftant when dipt, away they wing their flight, Where Brown and Mears unbar the gates of Light, Demand new bodies, and in Calf's array, Rush to the world, impatient for the day. Millions and millions on these banks he views, Thick as the stars of night, and morning dews,

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As thick as bees o'er vernal bloffoms fly,
As thick as eggs at Ward in Pillory.

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Wond'ring he gaz'd: When lo! a Sage appears, By his broad fhoulders known, and length of ears, Known by the band and suit which Settle wore, (His only fuit) for twice three years before: All as the vest, appear'd the wearer's frame, Old in new ftate, another yet the fame. Bland and familiar as in life, begun Thus the great Father to the greater Son.

Oh born to see what none can fee awake!
Behold the wonders of th' oblivious Lake.
Thou, yet unborn, haft touch'd this facred fhore;
The hand of Bavius drench'd thee o'er and o'er.
But blind to former, as to future Fate,
What mortal knows his pre-existent state?
Who knows how long, thy tranfmigrating foul
Might from Baotian to Baotian roll!

How many Dutchmen she vouchsaf'd to thrid ?
How many stages thro' old Monks fhe rid?
And all who fince, in mild benighted days,
Mix'd the Owl's ivy with the Poet's bays?
As man's mæanders to the vital spring
Roll all their tydes, then back their circles bring;
Or whirligigs, twirl'd round by skilful swain,
Suck the thread in, then yield it out again :
All nonsense thus, of old or modern date,
Shall in thee center, from thee circulate.
For this, our Queen unfolds to vision true
Thy mental
eye, for thou haft much to view :

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Old fcenes of glory, times long caft behind
Shall first recall'd, rush forward to thy mind;
Then stretch thy fight o'er all her rising reign,
And let the past and future fire thy brain.

Ascend this hill, whose cloudy point commands
Her boundless empire over feas and lands.
See round the Poles where keener fpangles fhine,
Where spices smoke beneath the burning Line,
(Earth's wide extreams) her fable flag display'd;
And all the nations cover'd in her shade!

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Far eastward caft thine eye, from whence the Sun And orient Science at a birth begun. 66

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One god-like Monarch all that pride confounds,
He, whofe long wall the wand'ring Tartar bounds.
Heav'ns! what a pile? whole ages perish there:
And one bright blaze turns Learning into air.
Thence to the fouth extend thy gladden'd eyes;
There rival flames with equal glory rise,
From shelves to shelves fee greedy Vulcan roll,
And lick up all their Phyfick of the foul.

How little, mark! that portion of the ball,
Where, faint at beft, the beams of Science fall;
Soon as they dawn, from Hyperborean skies,
Embody'd dark, what clouds of Vandals rife!
Lo where Maotis fleeps, and hardly flows
The freezing Tanais thro' a waste of snows,
The North by myriads pours her mighty fons,
Great nurse of Goths, of Alans, and of Huns.
See Alaric's ftern port! the martial frame
Of Genferic! and Attila's dread name!

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