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When Catiline by rapine swellid his store;
In this one Passion man can strength enjoy,
Old Politicians chew on wisdom past, And totter on in bus'ness to the last ;
VER. 213. -a noble mouroully called bones, as
. Dame a whare,] The fifter the impulse of the ruling of Cato, and mother of passion (which she gives and Brutus.
cherishes) makes her more VER. 227. Here honest and more impatient of difNature ends as the begins.] guise. Human nature is here hy.
As weak, as earneft; and as gravely out, 230 As fober Lanesb’row dancing in the gout.
Behold a rev'rend fire, whom want of grace Has made the father of a nameless race, Shov'd from the wall perhaps, or rudely press'd By his own son, that passes by unbless's : 235 Still to his wench he crawls on knocking knees, And envies ev'ry sparrow that he fees.
A falmon's belly, Helluo, was thy fate;' The doctor callid, declares all help too late :
Mercy! cries Helluo, mercy on my soul! 240 “ Is there no hope ? --Alas!-then bring the jowl.”
The frugal Crone, whom praying priests attend, Still strives to save the hallow'd taper's end, Collects her breath, as ebbing life retires, For one puff more, and in that puff expires. 245
“ Odious ! in woollen ! 'twould a Saint provoke, (Were the last words that poor Narçiffa fpoke)
VER, 231. Lanefo'row.] | advise her to preserve her An ancient Nobleman, who health and dispel her grief continued this practice long by Dancing. P. after his legs were disabled
the last by the gout. Upon the words that poor Narcisa death of Prince George of Spoke] This story, as well Denmark, he demanded an as the others, is founded audience of the Queen, to l'on fact, though the author
“ No, let a charming Chintz, and Brussels lace
The Courtier smooth, who forty years had shin'd
“ I give and I devise (old Euclio said,
And you ! brave COBHAM, to the latest breath
had the good nefs not to men- | thought of being buried in
É P I S T L E II.
A D Y
Of the Characters of Women. N
OTHING so true as what you once let fall,
“ Most Women have no Characters at all.” Matter too soft a lasting mark to bear, And best distinguish'd by black, brown, or fair.
NOTES. Of the Characters of Wo | its first publication, may men] [here is nothing in perhaps account for the Mr Pope's works more small attention given to it. highly finished than this He said, that no one chá.
Epistle: Yet its success was racter in it was drawn from . in no proportion to the the life. The Public be.
pains he took in composing lieved him on his word, and it. Something he chanced expressed little curiosity ato drop in a Thort Adver- bout a Satire in which there pisement prefixed to it, on was nothing personal.