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Speak in form are the Genius's of the Schools, who affure her of their care to advance her Cause, by confining routh to Words, and keeping them out of the way of real Knowledge. Their Address, and her gracious Answer ; with her Charge to them and the Universities. The Universities appear by their proper Deputies, and affure her that the same method is observed in the progress of Education. The speech of Aristarchus on this subject
. They are driven off by a band of young Gentlemen returned from Travel with their Tutors ; one of whom délivers to the Goddess, in a polite oration, an account of the whole Conduct and Fruits of their Travels: presenting to her at the same time a joring Nobleman perfectly accomplished. She receives him graciously, and in dues him with the happy quality of Want of Shame. She sees loitering about her a nume. ber of Indolent Persons abandoning all business and duty, and dying with laziness : To these approaches the Antiquary Annius, intreating her to make them Virtuosos, and a sign them over to him: But Mummius, another Antiquary, complaining of his frandulent proceeding, she finds a method to reconcile their difference. Then enter a Troup of people fantastically adorned, offering her strange and exotic presents: Among ! them, one stands forth and demands justice on another, who had deprived him of one of the greatest Curiosities in nature : but he justifies himself so well, that the Goddess gives them both her approbation. She recommends to them to find proper employment for the Indo. lents before-mentioned, in the Judy of Butter-flies, Shells, Birds- netts, Moss, &c. but with particular: caution, not to proceed beyond Trifies, to any useful
or extensive views of Nature, or of the Author of Nature. Againft the last of these apprehensions, she is secured by a hearty Address from the Minute Philosophers and Freethinkers, one of whom speaks in the name of the rest. The Youth thus instructed and principled, are delivered to her in a body, by the hands of Silenus; and then admitted to taste the cup of Magus her High Priest, which causes a total oblivion of all Obligations, divine, civil, moral, or rational. To these her Adepts the fends Priests, Attendants, and Comforters, of various kinds; confers on them Orders and degrees; and then dismissing them with a speech, confirming to each his Privileges, and telling what she expects from each, concludes with a Yawn of extraordinary virtue : The Progress and Effects whereof on all Orders of men, and the Confummation of all, in the Refloration of Night and Chaos, conclude the Poem.
'ET, yet a moment, one diin Ray of Liglit
Indulge, dread Chaos, and eternal Night!
REMARKS. The DUNCIAD, Book IV. This Book may properly be distinguished from the former, by the Name of the GREATER DUNCIAD, not so indeed in Size, but in subject; and so far contrary to the distinction anciently made of the Greater and Leffer Iliad. But much are they mistaken who imagine this Work in any ways inferior to the former, or of any other hand than of our Poet; of which I am much more certain than that the Iliad itlelf was the Work of Solomon, or the Batrachomuomachia of Homer, as Barnes hath affirmed.
BENT. VER. I &c.] This is an Invocation of mach Piety The Poet willing to approve himself a genuine Son, beginneth by Phewing (what is ever agreeable to Dulness) bis high respect for Antiquity and a Great Family, how dead or dark soever : Next declareth his passion for explaining Mysteries; and lastly his Impatience to be re-united to her.
SCRÍBL VER 2 drend Chaos, and eternal Night! Invoked, as the Restoration of their Empire is the Action of the Poom.
Ver. 4 half to Mew, half veil the deep Intent ] This is a great propriety, for a dull Poet can never express himself otherwise ihan by bulves, or imperfectly
SCRIBL. I understand it very differently; the Author in this work had indeed a deep Intent; there were in it Mysteries or droppnice which he durst not fully revea!, and doubtless in divers vertes (according to Miiton) ---more is meant than meets the ear.
Bent. Ver, 6. To whom time bears me on his rapid wing, j Fiir and foftly, good loei!.(cries the gentle Scriblerus on this place.)
Then blefsing all.com
Children of my
Care! Fo_Practice non from Theory repair All
my Commands are casy short and full. My Sona be proud, be selfish, and be dull.
Duncurd, Book IV.