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Grove nods at grove, each Alley has a brother,
And half the platform just reflects the other.
The suff’ring eye inverted Nature fees,
Trees cut to Statues, Statues thick as trees; 120
With here a Fountain, never to be play'd;
And there a Summer-house, that knows no shade ;
Here Amphitrite fails thro' myrtle bow'rs;
There Gladiators fight, or die in flow'rs;
Un-water'd see the drooping sea-horse mourn, 125
And swallows rooft in Nilus' dusty Urn.

My Lord advances with majestic mien,
Smit with the mighty pleasure, to be seen:

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Ver. 117, 118. Grove rises solely from its fignifinods at grove, each Alley cancy. These

groves,

that has a brother, And half the have no meaning, but very platform juft reflects the o- near relation-ship, can exther.] This is exactly the press themselves only like two puddings of the citizen twin-ideots by nods; which in the foregoing fable, only juft serve to let us underserved up a little more mag- stand, that they know one nificently : But both on the another, as having been nurfame absurd principle of sed, and brought up by one wrong tafte, viz. that one

common parent. can never have too much of

Ver. 124. The two Sta. a good thing.

tues of the Gladiator pugIbid. Grove nods at grove, nans and Gladiator moriens. &c.] The exquifite hu- P. mour of this expression a

To rest, the Cushion and soft Dean invite,
Who never mentions Hell to ears polite. 150

But hark! the chiming Clocks to dinner call;
A hundred footsteps scrape the marble Hall :
The rich Buffet well-colour'd Serpents grace,
And gaping Tritons spew to wash your face.
Is this a dinner ? this a Genial room?

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No, 'tis a Temple, and a Hecatomb.
A folemn Sacrifice, perform'd in state,
You drink by measure, and to minutes eat.
So quick retires each flying course, you'd swear
Sancho's dread Doctor and his Wand were there.

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VER. 150. Who never &c. are introduced in Grota mentions Hell to ears polite.] to's or Buffets. P. This is a fact ; a reverend Ver. 155, Is this a din. Dean preaching at Court, ner? &c.] The proud Festi. threatned the finner with vals of some men are here punishment in “ a place set forth to ridicule, where I which he thought it not pride destroys the ease, and “ decent to name in so po- formal regularity all the s lite an assembly.” P. pleasurable enjoyment of

Ver. 153. Taxes the the entertainment. P. incongruity of Ornaments Ver. 156.-a Hecatomb] (tho' sometimes practised by Alluding to the hundred foutthe ancients) where an open steps before. mouth ejects the water into Ver.160. Sancho's dread. a fountain, or where the Doctor ] See Don Quixote, shocking images of ferpents, chap. xlvii. P.

And now the Chapel's filver bell you hear, That summons you to all the Pride of Pray'r: Light quirks of Music, broken and uneven, Make the soul dance upon a Jig to Heav'n. On painted Cielings you devoutly ftare, 145 Where sprawl the Saints of Verrio or Laguerre, On gilded clouds in fair expansion lie, And bring all Paradise before your eye.

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VER. 142. That fum- figures in Churches, &c. mons you to all the Pride of which has obliged some Pray'r:) This absurdity Popes to put draperies on is very happily expressed; some of those of the best Pride, of all human follies, masters. P. being the firft we should Ver. 146. Where sprawl leave behind us when we the Saints of Verrio, or Laapproach the sacred altar. guerre, ] The fine image But he who could take here given in a single word, Meanness for Magnificence, admirably exposes the unmight easily mistake Humi- natural position of the piclity for Meanness.

ture, and the too natural VER. 143. The falfe poftures of its female fiTaste in Music, improper to gures. the subjects, as of light airs Ibid. Verrio or Laguerre.] in churches, often practised Verrio (Antonio) painted by the organists, &c. P. many cielings, &c. ai Wind

And in for, Hampton-court,&c. and Painting (from which even Laguerre at Blenheim-castle, Italy is not free) < f naked and other places. P.

Ver. 145.

To rest, the Cushion and soft Dean invite,
Who never mentions Hell to ears polite. 150

But hark! the chiming Clocks to dinner call;
A hundred footsteps scrape the marble Hall :
The rich Buffet well-colour'd Serpents grace,
And gaping Tritons spew to wash your

face. Is this a dinner ? this a Genial room?

155 No, 'tis a Temple, and a Hecatomb. A solemn Sacrifice, perform'd in state, You drink by measure, and to minutes eat. So quick retires each Aying course, you'd swear Sancho's dread Doctor and his Wand were there.

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VER. 150. Who never &c. are introduced in Grota mentions Hell to ears polite.]to's or Buffets. P. This is a fact ; a reverend VER. 155, Is this a din. Dean preaching at Court, ner? &c.] The proud Festi. threatned the finner with vals of some men are here punishment in “ a place set forth to ridicule, where * which he thought it not pride destroys the ease, and “ decent to name in so po formal regularity all the “ lite an assembly." P. pleasurable enjoyment of

Ver. 153. Taxes the the entertainment. P. incongruity of Ornaments Ver. 156.-a Hecatomb] (tho'lometimes practised by Alluding to the hundred foutthe ancients) where an open steps before. mouth ejects the water into Ver.160. Sancho's dread. a fountain, or where the Doctor ] See Don Quixote, shocking images of serpents, chap. xlvii. P.

Between each Act the trembling salvers ring, 16r
From soup to sweet-wine, and God bless the King.
In plenty starving, tantaliz’d in state,
And complaisantly help'd to all I hate,
Treated, caress’d, and tir'd, I take my leave, 165
Sick of his civil Pride from Morn to Eve;
I curse such lavish cost, and little skill,
And swear no Day was ever past so ill.

Yet hence the Poor are cloath'd, the Hungry fed ;
Health to himself, and to his Infants bread 170
The Lab'rer bears: What his hard Heart denies,
His charitable Vanity supplies.

Another age shall see the golden Ear Imbrown the Slope, and nod on the Parterre, Deep Harvests bury all his pride has plann'd, 175 And laughing Ceres re-assume the land.

Who then shall grace, or who improve the Soil ? Who plants like BATHURST, or who builds like

BOYLE.

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Ver. 169. Yet hence the hands, and diffuses Expence Poor, &c.] The Moral of more than a good one. This the whole, where Provi- recurs to what is laid down dence is justified in giving in Book i. Epift. II. $ 230 Wealth to those who fquan-1-7, and in the Epifle preder it in this manner. A ceding this, x 161, &c. P. bad Taste employs more