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In Delia's hand this toy is fatal found,
FAIN would my Muse the flowery treasure sing,
And humble glories of the youthful Spring;
The stream at once preserves her virgin leaves,
Proud grief sits swelling in her eyes ;
Thus from the ocean first did rise :
These silver drops, like morning dew,
Foretel the fervour of the day :
And blasting lightnings burst away.
The baby in that sunny sphere
So like a Phaëton appears,
Thought fit to drown him in her tears ;
EARL OF ROCHESTER.
SILENCE! coeval with eternity,
Thou wert ere Nature's self began to be; 'Twas one vast nothing all, and all slept fast in thee.
4 [The verses on Silence were “done at fourteen years old,” as the poet expresses it. They first appeared in Lintot's Miscellany for 1712, along with the satirical lines, “ To the Author of a Poem called Successio.” The two pieces are there entitled, “Two Copies of Verses, written some years since, in Imitation of the style of Two Persons of Quality.”]
Thine was the sway ere heaven was form’d, or earth,
The tongue moved gently first, and speech was low,
But rebel wit deserts thee oft in vain :
Afflicted sense thou kindly dost set free,
With thee in private modest dulness lies,
Yet thy indulgence is by both confess'd :
Silence! the knave's repute, the whore's good name,
But couldst thou seize some tongues that now are free,
Yet speech even there submissively withdraws
Past services of friends, good deeds of foes,
The country wit, religion of the town,
EARL OF DORSET.5
THOUGH Artemisia talks by fits
Of councils, classics, fathers, wits ;
And wear a cleaner smock.
Haughty and huge as High-Dutch bride,
Are oddly joined by fate :
That lies and stinks in state.
5 [This and the following piece are evidently much later productions. They were not published at first as imitations, and indeed have nothing to distinguish them from Pope's other satirical productions. “Artemisia" is supposed to be the Princess, afterwards Queen Caroline, whom Bolingbroke also ridicules for her affectation of learning and learned society. Some of the lines would seem to apply to Lady Mary Wortley Montagu-at least to the representations of Lady Mary drawn by Pope and Horace Walpole. “Phryne,” in another of our author's satires, is Miss Skerrett, the mistress and afterwards the second wife of Sir Robert Walpole; but the Phryne of this piece must be a fancy picture. “Molly Skerrett" was not remarkable for learning, “whether the Italian or the Dutch," nor for changing religions and climes. Possibly Lady Mary may again be glanced at here; but the once famous Aphra Behn would best suit the character. Her adventures at Surinam, her residence at Holland as a British spy during the Dutch war, and her various gallantries, novels, and plays, rendered her a conspicuous person in her own times. She died in 1689, and was buried in Westminster Abbey.]
She wears no colours (sign of grace)
All white and black beside :
And masculine her stride.
All flutter, pride, and talk.
PHRYNE had talents for mankind,
Open she was and unconfined,
Here first their entry made.
Spaniards or French came to her;
'Twas “S'il vous plaît, Monsieur.”
At length she turns a bride:
And flutters in her pride.
Still vary shapes and dyes ;
Then painted butterflies.