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OMEN ben full of ragerie, Yet swinken nat fans secrcsic. Thilke moral shall ye understond, From Schoole-boy's Tale of fayre Irelond: Which to the Fennes hath him betake, To filch the gray ducke fro the lake. Right then, there passen by the way His aunt, and eke her daughters tway. Ducke in his trowses hath he hent, Not to be fpied of ladies gent. “ But ho! our nephew, (crieth one) “ Ho! quoth another, Cozen John;" And stoppen, and lough, and callen out, This filly clerk full low doth lout : They asken that, and talken this, « Lo here is Coz, and here is Miss." But, as he glozeth with speeches foote, The ducke sore ticklech his erse roote : Fore-piece and buttons all-to-brelt, Forth thrust a white neck, and red crest. Te-he, cry'd ladies; Clerke nought (pake: Miss star'd; and gray Ducke cryeth quake. “O moder, moder, (quoth the daughter “ Be thilke same thing maids longen a'ter? “ Bette is to pine on coals and chalke, “ Then trust on mon, whose yerde can talke."

And here a sailor's jacket hangs to dry.
At every door are sun-burnt matrons seen,
Mending old nets to catch the scaly fry,
Now linging Thrill, and scolding eft between;
Scolds answer foul-mouth'd scolds; bad neighbour-

hood I ween.
The snappish cur (the passengers annoy)
Close at my heel with yelping treble flies;
The whimp’ring girl, and hoarser-screaming boy,
Join to the yelping treble, Thrilling cries;
The scolding quean to louder notes doth rise,
And her, full pipes those fhrilling cries confound;
To her full pipes the grunting hog replies;
The grunting hogs alarm the neighbours round,
And curs, girls, boys, and scolds, in the deep base

are drown's.


Hard by a sty, beneath a roof of thatch,
Dwelt Obloquy, who in her early days
Baskets of fish at Billingsgate did watch,
Cod, whiting, oyster, mackrel, sprat, or plaice :
There learn’d the speech from tongues that never

Slander beside her, like a magpie, chatters,
With Envy, (spitting cat) dread soe to peace;
Like a curs'd cur, Malice, before her clatters,
And, vexing every wight, tears clothes and all to





Her dugs were mark'd by every collier's hand,
Her mouth was black as bull dog's at the stall :
She scratched, bit, and spar'd ne lace ne band,

And litch and rogue her answer was to all;
In every town where Thamis rolls his tyde, Nay, e'en the parts of shame by name would call:
A narrow pass there is, with houses low;

Yea, when the passed by or lane or nook, Where ever and anon, the stream is ey'd,

Would greet the man who turn'd him to the And many a boat, soft Riding to and fro.

wall, There oft are heard the notes of Infant Woe, And by his hand obscene the porter took, Thcshort thick fob, loud scream, and thriller squall: Nor ever did akance like modest virgin look. How can ye, mothers, vex your children so ? Some play, some eat, some cack against the wall, .Such place hath Deptford, navy-building town, And as they crouchen low, for bread and butter call. Woolwich and Wapping, smelling strong of pitch ;

Such Lambeth, envy of each band and gown; And on the broken pavement, here and there, And Twickenham such, which fairer scenes enrich, Doch many a stinking sprat and herring lie; Grots, statues, urns, and Jomn's dog and bitch. A brandy and tobacco shop is near,

Ne village is without, on either side,




Ne Richmond's self, from whose tall front are ey'd | Exceed their promise in their ripen'd store,
Vales, spires, meandering streams, and Windsor's Yet in the rising blossom promise more.
towery pride.

There in bright drops the crystal fountains play,
By laurels shielded from the piercing day :

Where Daphne, now a trec, as once a maid,

Still from Apollo vindicates her shade,
Still turns her beauties from th' invading beam,
Nor seeks in vain for succour to the fream;

The stream at once preserves her virgin leaves,
Fair charmer, cease, nor make your voice's prize At once a shelter from her boughs receives,
A heart refign'd the conquest of your

eyes :

Where summer's beautý midt of winter stays, Well might, alas! that threaten'i vefsel fail,

And winter's coolness spite of summer's rays.
Which winds and lightning both at once affail.
We were too bleft with these enchanting lays,
Which must be heavenly when an angel plays :

But killing charms your lover's death contrive,
Left heavenly music should be heard alive.

While Celia's tears make forrow bright,
Orpheus could charm the trees; but thus a tree,

Proud grief sits swelling in her eyes:
Taught by your hand, can charm no less than he : The sun, next those the fairest light,
A poet made the filent wood pursue,

Thus from the ocean firft did rise :
This vocal wood had drawn the poet too.

And thus through mifts we see the fan,
Which else we durft not gaze upon.

These filver drops, like morning dew,
Ca a Fan of the Ausber's defign, in which w.1s painted

Foretell the servour of the day : tbe fiery of Capualus and Procris, with the motto, so from one cloud soft showers we view, AURA VENI.

And blasting lightnings burst away.

The stars that fall from Celia's eye,
COME, gentle air! th' Æolian shepherd said,

Declare our doom is drawing nigh.
While Procris panted in the sacred shade;
Come, gentle air, the fairer Delia cries,

The baby in that sunny sphere
While at her feet her swain expiring lies.

So like a phaeton appears, 10, the glad gales o'er all her beauties stray,

That Heav'n, the threaten'd world to spare; Breathe on her lips, and in her bosom play!

Thought fit to drown him in her tears : In Delia's hand this toy is fatal found,

Else might th' ambitious nymph aspire
Nor could that fabled dart more surely wound;

To set, like him, Heaven too on fire.
Both gifts destructive to the givers prove;
Alike both lovers fall by thofe they love.
Yet guiltless too this bright destroyer lives, [gives;
At random wounds, nor knows the wound the

She views the story with attentive eyes,

ON SILENCE. Aad pities Procris, while her lover dies.

SILENCE! coeval with eternity,

Thou wert, ere nature's self began to be ; IV.-COWLEY. 'Twas one valt nothing, all, and all Nept fast in thee.

[earth, THE GARDEN.

Thine was the sway, ere heaven was form'd, or

Ere fruitful thought conceiv'd creation's birth, Faix would my muse the flowery treasure sing, Or midwise word gave aid, and spoke the infant And humble glories of the youthful spring :

forth. Where opening roses breathing sweets diffuse, And soft carnations shower their balmy dews; Then various elements, against thee join'd, Where lies smile in virgin robes of white,

In one more various animal combin'd, skind The thin undress oi superficial light,

And fram'd the clamorous race of busy human. And vary'd tulips fhow so dazzling gay,

[low, Blushing in bright diversities of day.

The tongue mov'd gently first, and speech was Each painted flowret in the lake below

Till wrangling science taught it noise and thow, Surveys its beauties, whence its beauties grow; And wicked wit arose, thy most abusive foc. And pale Narcissus on the bank, in vain Transform'd, gazes on himself again.

But rebel wit deserts thee oft in vain; Here aged trees cathedral walks compose,

Lost in the maze of words he turns again, And mount the hill in venerable rows;

And seeks a surer state, and courts thy gentle reigai. There the green infants in their beds are laid, The garden's hope, and its expected shade.

Amicted sense thou kindly doit set free, Here

orange trees with blooms and pendants shine, Oppress'd with argumental tyranny, And vernal honours to their autumn join ; And routed reason finds a safe retreat in thce.


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Majestically falk;
With thee in private modest dulness lies, A stately, worthless animal,

And in thy bosom lurks in thought's disguise ; That plies the congue, and wags the tail,
Thou varnisher of fools, and cheat of all the wise! All flutter, pride, and talk.





Yet thy indulgence is hy both confess'd;

Folly by thee lies sleeping in the breast,
And 'tis in chee at last that wisdom seeks for rest.


Phryne had talents for mankind, Silence, the knave's repute, the whore's good

Open she was, and unconfin'd, The only honour of the wishing dame ; [f


Like some free port of trade;
The very want of tongue makes thee a kind of | Merchants unloaded here their freight,
But couldst thou seize some tongues that now

And agents from each foreign stare

Here first their entry made.
are free,
How church and state should be oblig'd to thee! Her learning and good-breeding such,
At senate, and at bar, how welcome wouldst thou

Whether th' Italian or the Dutch,
be !

Spaniards or French came to her,

To all obliging she'd appear : Yet speech ev'n there; submissively withdraws,

?Twas Si Signior, 'twas Yaw Mynheer, From rights of subjects, and the poor man's

'Twas S: il vous plaist, Monsieur. cause :

(laws. Then pompous fileace rcigns, and fills the noisy Obscure by birth, renowu'd by crimes,

Still changing names, religion, climes, Pal services of friends, good deeds of foes,

At length she turns a bride : What favourites gain, and what the nation owes,

In diamonds, pearls, and rich brocades, Fly the forgetful world, and in thy arms repose. She shines the first of batter'd jades,

And Autters in her pride. The country wit, religion of the town,

The courtier's learning, policy o'th' gown, So have I known those infedts fair Are best by thee express'd ; and shine in thee alone. (Which curious Germans hold so rare)

Still vary shapes and dyes; The parson's cant, the lawyer's fophiftry,

Still gain new titles with new forms; Lord's quibble, critic's jest, all end in thee,

First grubs obscene, then wriggling worms, All rest in peace at last, and feep eternally.

Then painted butterflies.








Tuuga Artemisia talks, by fits,
Of councils, classics, fathers, wits;

Reads Malbranche, Boyle, and Locke;
Yet in some things methinks the fails,
'Twere well if she would pare her nails,

And wear a cleaner smock.

Haughty and huge as High-Dutch bride,
Such natiness, and so much pride,

Are oddly join'd by fate :
On her large squab you find her sprcad,
Like a fat corpse upon a bed,

That lies and links in state.

Parson, these things in thy possessing,
Are better than the bishop's blefling.
A wise that makes conserves ; a feed
That carries double when there's need :
odober store, and best Virginia,
Tythe pig, and mortuary guinea :
Gazettes sont gratis down, and frank’d,
For which thy patron's weekly thank'd;
A large concordance, bound long since ;
Sermons to Charles the First, when prince :
A chroniclc of ancient Nanding;
A Chrysostom to smooth thy band in.
The Polyglott-three parts, --my text,
How beit, -- likewise--now to my next.
Lo here the Septuagint, -and Paul,
To sum the whole,--the close of all.

He that has these, may pass his life,
Drink with the 'íquire, and kiss his wife;
On Sundays preach, and eat his fill;
And fast on Fridays--if he will;
Toast church and queen, explain the news,
Talk with church wardens about pews;
Pray heartily for some new gift,

She wears no colours (sign of grace)
On any part except her face;

All white and black befide :
Dauntless her look, her getture proud,
Her voice theatrically loud,

And masculine her stride.

So have I seen, in black and white





Having proposed to write some pieces on human life and manners, such as (to use my Lord Bacon's

exprellion)" come home to men's business and bosoms," I thought it more satisfactory to begin with considering man in the abstract, his nature, and his state ; since, to prove any moral duty, to enforce any moral precept, or to examine the perfection or imperfection of any creature whatsoever, it is necessary first to know what condition and relation it is placed in, and what is the pro

per end and purpose of its being. The science of human nature is, like all other sciences, reduced to a few clear points : There are not

many certain truths in this world. It is therefore in the anatomy of the mind as in that of the body more good will accrue to mankind by attending to the large, open, and perceptible parts, than by studying too much fuch finer nerves and vessels, the conformations and uses of which will for ever escape our observation. The disputes are all upon these laft; and I will venture to say, they have less sharpened the wits than the hearts of men against each other, and have diminished the pra&ice, more than advanced the theory of morality. If I could flatter myself that this essay has any merit, it is in steering betwixt the extremes of doctrines seemingly opposite, in pafling over terms utterly unintelligible, and in forming a temperate, yet not inconsistent, and a short, yet not

imperfect, system of ethics. This I might have done in profe; but I chose verse, and even rhyme, for two reasons. The one will

appear obvious ; that principles, maxims, or precepts, so written, both strike the reader more strongly at first, and are more eafily retained by hinı afterwards : The other may seem odd, but it is true; I found I could express them more shortly this way than in prose itself; and nothing is more certain, than that much of the force as well as grace of arguments or inttructions, depends on their conciseness. I was unable to treat this part of my subject more in detail, without becoming dry and tedious; or, more poetically, without sacrificing perspicuity to ornament, without wandering from the precision, or breaking the chain of reasoning : If any man can unite all these without diminution of any of them, 1 freely confess he will compass a thing above my capa

city. What is now published, is only to be considered as a general map of man, marking out do more than

the greater parts, their extent, their limits, and their connection, but leaving the particular to be more fully delineated in the charts which are to follow. Consequently these epifles in their progrels (if I have health and leisure to make any progress), will be less dry, and morc susceptible of poetical ornament. I am here only opening the fountains, and clearing the passage. To deduce the rivers, to follow them in their course, and to observe their effects, may be a task more agree




Laugh where we must, be candid where we can;
But vindicate the ways of God to man.

1. Say first, of God above, or man below,

What can we reason, but from what we know? Of the Naure and State of Man witb respect to the

Of man, what see we but his station here,

From which to reason, or to which refer? Or man in the abstract. 1. That we can judge Through worlds unnumber'd, though the God be only with regard to our own system, being ig

known, norant of the relations of systems and things, 'Tis ours to trace him only in our own. ver. 17, &c. II. That man is not to be deemed He, who through vast immensity can pierce, imperfect, but a being suited to his place and See worlds on worlds compose one universe, rank in the creation, agreeable to the general Observe how system into system runs, order of things, and conformable to ends and What other planets circle other suns, relations to him unknown, ver. 35,&c. III. That

What vary'd being peoples every star, it is partly upon his ignorance of future events, May tell why heaven has made us as we are. and partly upon the hope of a future Itare, that But of this frame the bearings and the ties, all his happiness in the present depends, ver.

The strong connections, nice dependencies, 77, &c. IV. The pride of aiming at more know. Gradations just, has thy pervading soul ledge, and pretending to more perfection, the Look'd through? or can a part contain the whole? cause of man's error and misery. The in piety Is the great chain, that draws all to agree, of putting himself in the place of God, and And drawn supports, upheld by God, or thee? judging of the fitness or unfitness, perfection or II. Presumptuous man! the reason would's imperfe&ion, justice or unjustice, of his dispen.

thou find, sations, ver. 109, &c. V. The absurdity of con Why form'd so weak, so little, and so blind? ceiting himself the final cause of the creation, First, if thou canst, the harder reason guess, or expeding that perfection in the moral world, Why form’d no weaker, blinder, and no less ? which is not in the natural, ver. 131, &c. VI. Ask of thy mother earth, why oaks are made The unreasonableness of his complaints against Taller or weaker than the weeds they shade? 40 providence, while on the one hand he demands Or ask of yonder argent fields above, the perfection of the angels, and on the other Why Jove's satellites are less than Jove? the bodily qualifications of the brutes; though,

of systems possible, if ’tis confeft, to possess any of the fenfitive faculties in a higher That Wisdon Infinite must form the best, degree, would render him miserable, ver. 173,

Where all must fall or not coherent be, &c. VII. That throughout the whole visible world, And all that rises, rise in due degree;) an universal order and gradation in the sensual Then, in the scale of reasoning life, 'tis plain, and niental faculties is observed, which causes a There must be, fomewhere, such a rank as man: Lubordination of creature to creature, and of all And all the question (wrangle e'er so long),

The gradations of sense, in. Is only this, if God has plac'd him wrong? 50 finct, thought, reflection, reason; that reason Respecting man, whatever wrong we call alone countervails all the other faculties, ver. May, must be right, as relative to all, 207. VIH. How much farther this order and In human works, though labour'd on with pain, Lubordination of living creatures may extend

A thousand movements scarce one purpose gain : above and below us; were any part of which

In God's, one single can its end produce ; broken, not that part only, but the whole con

Yet serves to fecond too some other use. neded creation must be destroyed, ver. 233.

So man, who here seems principle alone, IX. The extravagance, madness, and pride of Perhaps acts second to some sphere unknown, such a desire, ver. 250. X. The consequence Touches some wheel, or verges to some goal; of all the absolute fubmifhon due to providence, 'Tis but a part we fee, and not a whole. 60 boch as to our present and future itate, ver.

When the proud ftecd fhall know why man re281, &c. to the end.


His fiery course, or drives him o'er the plains ; Awake, my St. John! leave all meaner things

When the dull ox, why now he breaks the clod, To low ambition, and the pride of kings.

Is now a vidim, and now Egypt's god : Let us (since life can little more fupply

Then shall man's pride and dulvess comprehend 'Than just to look about us, and to die),

His actions', passions', being's, use and end; Expatiate free o'er all this scene of man;

Why doing, suffering, check's, impellid; and why A nighty maze! but not without a plan : [shoot;

This hour a flave, the next a deity.
A wild, where weeds and flowers promiscuous
Or garden, tempting with forbidden fruit.
'Together let us beat this ample field,

In the former editions, ver. 64,
Try what the open, what the covert yield; Now wears a garland an Egyptian god.
The latent tracs, the giddy heights, explore After ver. 68, the following lines in the firft
Of all who blindly creep, or sightlers soar;

edition. Eye nature's walks, shoot folly as it fiics,

If to be perfeż in a certain sphere,

creatures to man.



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