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of having acted well in it: And I hope you have receiv'd your Reward, in being happy where you are. I believe, in the religious Country you now inhabit, you'll be better pleas'd to find I confider you in this Light, than if I compar'd you to those Greeks and Romans, whose Constancy in fuffering Pain, and whose Resolution in Pursuit of a generous End, you would rather imitate than boast of.
But I had a melancholy Hint the other Day, as if you were yet a Martyr to the Fatigue your Virtue made you undergo on this Side the Water. I beg, if your Health be restor'd to you, not to deny me the Joy of knowing it: Your Endeavours of Service, and good Advices to the poor Papifts, put me in mind of Noah's preaching forty Years to those Folks that were to be drown'd at last. At the worst, I heartily with your Ark may find an Aratat, and your Wife and Family (the Hopes of the good Patriarch) land fafely, after the Deluge, upon the Shore of Totness.
I know you will take part in rejoicing for the Victory of Prince Eugene over the Turks, in the Zeal you bear to the Christian Interest, though your Cousin of Oxford (with whom I dined' Yesterday) says, there is no other Difference in the Christians beating the Turks, or the Turks beating the Christians, than whether the Emperor shall first declare War against Spain, or Spain declare it against the Emperor. I must add another Apopthegm of the fame noble Earl; it was the Saying of a politick Prince, Time and he would get the better of any two others. To which Lord Oxford made this Answer,
Time and I'gainst any two,
We before faid, that Mr. Pope engag'd himself very much in the Affairs of this Family, and have, as we think, given sufficient Reason for it: Had he had no real Esteem for Mr. Blount, bis high Regard for Mrs. Blount had made him show himself kind to him; had he had no Value for her, the Merit, the . great Merit of that Gentleman, had extorted the fame Love, Friendship, and Affection, he now bore him; he lov'd many, but these * above all.
It was here he was sure of Truth and Peace, the Gentleness and Evenness of their Tempers were, as he enjoy'd the constant Benefit, one of the chief Blessings of his Life; it is not easy to express the great Satisfaction of certain Friendship, at all Times the same, not a ruffling Passion, but a folid, quiet, and settled Amity; ripen’d by Time, to fly to for Counsel, to unborom Secrets, to complain to, to hear Counsel, Secrets, and Complaints from, and lastly, (can there be a greater Pleafure ?) to rejoice with. This Happiness was enjoy'd by Mr. Pope till Death, for Mrs. Blount, (to whom very few, if any can compare) as may be seen by Mr. Pope's Will, outlives him; but how little will all those fine Curiolities, those Urns, those Ornaments, and that sweet Grotto please, now what made them Things worse possessing, no longer appears among them : His Form, because it contain'd a Soul so beautiful, never dit pleas'd, Who is there so beautiful that would not change that fading and uncertain Accident, for a Soul lo richly adorn'd? Or what external Grace could have been offer’d Mr. Pope, in lieu of those thining inward Graces and Harmonies, which were
* This Gentleman return'd after a Time, and died in London, in the Year 1726, greatly lamented by all his Acquaintance, especially our Author.
engrafted in his large Mind? If he had not been shackled with the Chain of mistaken Faith, he had been (nay, as it was, he was) a Wonder, and future Ages will read him with Admiration of Applause, despairing (as I believe most do now despair) of seeing another Poet, to bring in Comparison, in those Ways of Writing, in which he wrote and excelld; for he excell'd in all he attempted. The Stile of Milton, nor his Manner, belong'd not to our Poet, Milton's Fame is built upon a lasting Foundation, without a Rival in any Respect; but neither could he have come near our Poet, attempting in his Man. ner, less still could our Poct do in the Hudibrastick Way, though he admir'd Butler, he did nothing to refemble him, he hated bad Imitations, and seems wholly to have ow'd what is not his own, as to Numbers, to Waller and Dryden, and two better Masters none need study; he lov'd Cowley, but copied nothing from him, and Chaucer, as a Wit, but for Numbers, our Language was then hardly begun to be polish'd, yet the Strength of that Prince of the English Poets Genius, sometimes carried him as high, and as easy Flights, as any of the Moderns, of which many Examples might be given : We think his Wit unequall’d by any Modern, taking them in better Language, as they appear now, What will they do włen the Dust of as much Time, as since Chaucer, shall obscure them to the future Ages? So. that we are no longer to seek for an unanswerable Reason for Mrs. Blount's publick and confess’d Ada. miration for our Poet; she, the farthest in the World from a Coquet, bad as little of the Prude, a Prude would never have had any Charms for Mr. Pope, to whom Mrs. Howe said one Day, You Men call us Strange Names, soine of them I don't understand, Coquetry, indeed, I guess at; but Prudery, for Heaven's
Sake make me know thorougly what that Prudery is. Mr. Pope wrote her an Answer in the Leaf of an Ivory Book.
THAT is Prudery? 'Tis a Beldam,
Seen with Wit and Beauty seldom, Tis a. Fear that starts at Shadows,
Tis (no, j'tis n't) like Miss Meadows":
Tisa, Virgin hard of - Feature,
t. 1 On the Death of Mrs. Bhant's Brother, who died of the Small Pox, which though she had never had, did not deter her from being constantly with him. This must be acknowledged a Sifterly Love beyond the common Pitch, and Thews such Absence of Fear and Presence of Mind, as is not to be expected in the Nature of her Sex, and must surprize every Body. On this Occafion we fay Mr. Pope sent iher the following, Ion
rage and good Nature, than Sympathy with your Grief, I am so highly sensible of both the one and the others that if I were capable to render you those Commendations which were justly due to you, and that Comfort whereof you Itand in Need, I must confess I should be much troubled where to begin ; for what Obligations can be more equally inforcing, than to render to fo eminent a Virtue the Honour it merits ;, and to fo violent Afiction the Comfort it VOL. II.
requires ? But I am to blame to put a Distance bez tween thefe two Things, since Charity has to per fectly united them, that the fond Affiffance you af forded your late Brother, should now prove an extra! ordinary Comfort to you, fince God will bestow that on you out of Justice, which others obtain "out of his Indulgence : his infinite Goodnefs being such, as will not suffer, unrewarded, fo exemplary ant Act of Tenderness, as what, through a Contertipt, of your own Life, engaged you in the offices of the belt and tendereft Sister in the World, Beyond the Limits of all. Obligations ; and by an admirable Constancy, made you assured amidst a Danger that terrifies the most Daring. .
Upon this Account am I eonfident that he will preserve you from the foul Distemper you were above fearing,' and will shower on you, as a Reward of your Virtudy therBlekings which arě With'd you by
Hufrco Dţat Madam, &c.
9.01 21:23 After her Btochore Death fie tells her, that the ftill went on ghiping greater Power over him. He, at her Defire, which he calls a Command, fent her ill ones, she is the more obliged to him, ' in that he knowing it as well as fhe, had not forborn to fend them to her; and then adds And, 19 deal freely 55 with you, á lafs i Power than what you have within 4.THESE FEW. Daxs gained upon me, would not sodbave been inficiendelso have prevated with me to Ho fit: Honflenosthep; that without her Command they had never know ahv Place but in His 'wn Me! mory. But the faire and speneft Declaration of the real Pallion of Love that can be made is a tittle far? ther in the Lattoo which we now have before'us; and of which we are now speaking I perceive; Maaistcimo) 9111 avifisa na civ ol of Lala +29193