There kept my charms conceal'd from mortal eye, Like rofes, that in deferts bloom and die. What mov'd my mind with youthful Lords to roam? O had I stay'd, and faid my pray'rs at home! 160 "Twas this, the morning omens feem'd to tell, Thrice from my trembling hand the patch-box fell; The tott'ring China shook without a wind, Nay Poll fat mute, and Shock was most unkind! See the poor remnants of these flighted hairs! And in its fellow's fate forefees its own; THE RAPE of the LOCK. CANTO V. HE faid: the pitying audience melt in tears. SHE But Fate and Jove had stopp'd the Baron's ears. In vain Thalestris with reproach affails, For who can move when fair Belinda fails? 5 Say why are Beauties prais'd and honour'd most, The wife man's paffion, and the vain man's toast? VARIATIONS. VER. 7. Then grave Clariffa, etc.] A new Character introduced in the fubfequent Editions, to open more clearly the MORAL of the Poem, in a parody of the fpeech of Sarpedon to Glaucus in Homer. P. IMITATIONS. VER. 9. Say why are beauties, etc.] Why boaft we, Glaucus! our extended reign, Why deck'd with all that land and sea afford, Why Angels call'd, and Angel-like ador❜d? Why round our coaches croud the white-glov'd Beaux, Why bows the fide-box from its inmost rows? How vain are all these glories, all our pains, 15 Unless good fenfe preserve what beauty gains: That men may fay, when we the front box grace, Behold the firft in virtue as in face! IMITATIONS. Our foaming bowls with purer nectar crown'd, That when with wond'ring eyes our martial bands Oh! if to dance all night, and dress all day, Charm'd the small-pox, or chas'd old-age away; Who would not scorn what housewife's cares produce, 25 Or who would learn one earthly thing of use? Beauties in vain their pretty eyes may roll; IMITATIONS. VER. 35. So fpoke the Dame,] It is a verfe frequently repeated in Homer after any speech, So fpoke-and all the Heroes applauded. P. To arms, to arms! the fierce Virago cries, 4I So when bold Homer makes the Gods engage, And heav'nly breasts with human paffions rage: 'Gainft Pallas, Mars; Latona, Hermes arms; 47 And all Olympus rings with loud alarms: Jove's thunder roars, heav'n trembles all around, Blue Neptune ftorms, the bellowing deeps refound: Earth makes her nodding tow'rs, the ground gives way, And the pale ghosts start at the flash of day! 51 Triumphant Umbriel on a fconce's height Clap'd his glad wings, and fate to view the fight: VARIATIONS. VER. 37. To arms, to arms !] From hence the first Edition goes on to the Conclufion, except a very few short insertions added, to keep the Machinery in view to the end of the poem. P. VER. 45. Triumphant Umbriel] Thefe four lines added, for the reafon before mentioned. P. |