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Exceed their promise in the ripen'd store,
W E E PIN G.
HILE Celia's Tears make forrow bright,
Proud Grief fits swelling in her eyes ; The Sun, next those the fairest light,
Thus from the Ocean first did rise : And thus thro' Mifts we see the Sun,
35 Which else we durst not gaze upon.
These filver drops, like morning dew,
Foretell the fervour of the day:
And blasting lightnings burst away.
The Baby in that funny Sphere
So like a Phaëton appears,
Thought fit to drown him in her tears:
E. of ROCHESTER.
Thou wert, ere Nature's self began to be, 'Twas one vastNothing, all, and all slept fast in thee."
earth, Ere fruitful Thought conceiv'd creation's birth, Os midwife Word gave aid, and spoke the infant
In one more various animal combin'd,
IV. The tongue mov'd gently first, and speech was
low, 'Till wrangling Science taught it noise and show, And wicked Wit arose, thy most abusive foe.
But rebel Wit deserts thee oft in vain ;
Lost in the maze of words he turns again, 14 And seeks a surer state, and courts thy gentle reign.
Oppress’d with argumental tyranny,
And in thy bosom lurks in Thought's disguise; Thou varnisher of Fools, and cheat of all theWise!
Folly by thee lies sleeping in the breast,
IX. Silence the knave's repute, the whore's good name,
25 The only honour of the wishing dame ; Thy very want of tongue makes thee a kind of
X. But could'st thou seize some tongues that now aro
free, How Church and State should be oblig'd to thee? At Senate,and at Bar,how welcome would'st thou be?
XI. Yet speech ev’n there, submissively withdraws, From rights of subjects, and the poor man's cause:
Silence reigns, and stills the noisy Laws,
Paft services of friends, good deeds of foes,
What Fav’rites gain, and what the Nation owes, Fly the forgetful world, and in thy arms repose,
The courtier's learning, policy o’th' gown,
Lord's quibble, critic's jest; all end in thee,