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E S S A Y
S A T I RE,
Occasioned by the Death of
Mr. P O P E.
Mr. W ARB UR TO N.
By J. BROWN, A.M.
Rules for the Conduct of Satire. Justice and Truth
Ρ Α R T
the Word; the cruel arrow sped; And Pope lies number'd with the mighty
Dead ! Resign'd he fell; superior to the dart, That quench'd its rage in Yours and BRITAIN'S
Heart: You mourn: but Britain, lull'd in rest profound, (Unconscious Britain !) Numbers o'er her wound. Exulting Dulness ey'd the setting Light, And flapp'd her wing, impatient for the Night: Rouz’d at the signal, Guilt collects her train, And counts the Triumphs of her growing Reign: With inextinguishable rage they burn; 11 And Snake-hung Envy hisses o'er his Urn: Th'envenom’d Monster fpit their deadly foam, To blast the Laurel that surrounds his Tomb.
But You, O WARBURTON! whose Can see the greatness of an honest mind;