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One, hapless fell by Jove's æthereal arms, Bailiffs, in crowds, neglect the dormant writ, And one, the Triton's mighty pow'r disarms. And give another Sunday to the wit:

30 Now all lay hush'd within the folds of night, He too would hie, but ah! his fortunes frown, And saw in painted dreams th'important fight; 10 | Alas! the fatal passport's-half-a-crown. While hopes and fears alternate turn the scales, Shoals press on shoals, from palace and from And now this hero, and now that prevails;

cell; Blows and imaginary blood survey,

Lords yield the court, and butchers Clerkenwell. Then waking, watch the slow approach of day; St Giles's natives, never known to fail, When, lo! Aurora in her saffron vest

All who hare haply 'scap'd th' obdurate jail; Darts a glad ray, and gilds the ruddy east. There many a martial son of Tott'nham lies.

Forth issuing now all ardent seek the place Bound in Deveilian bands, a sacrifice Sacred to fame, and the athletic race.

To angry justice, nor must view the prize, As from their hive the clust'ring squadrons pour

Assembled myriads crowd the circling seats,40 O'er fragrant meads, to sip the vernal flow'r; 20 | High for the combat every bosom beats, So from each inn the legal swarms impel,

Each busom partial for its hero bold, Of banded seers, and pupils of the quill.

Partial i hrough friendship or depending gold. Senates and shambles pour forth all their store, But first, the infant progeny of Mars Mindful of mutton, and of laws no more;

Join in the lists, and wage their pigmy wars; E'en money-bills, uncourtly, now must wait, Train'd to the manual tight, and bruiseful toil, And the fat lamb has one more day to bleat. The stop defensive, and gymnastic foil, The highway knight now draws his pistol's load, With nimble fists their early prowess show, Rests his faint steed, and this day franks the road. And mark the future hero in each blow.

To these, the hardy iron race succeed, 50 body. According to this doctrine, our author All sons of Hockley and fierce Brick-street breed: very beautifully represents the frailty of ambi- | Mature in valour, and inur'd to blood, tion descending from father to son ;-and as ori- | Dauntless each foe in form terrific stood; ginal sin may in some sort be accounted for on Their callous bodies, frequent in the fray, this system, it is very probable our author had a | Mock'd the fell stroke, nor to its force gave theological, as well as physical, and moral mean

way. ing in this verse.

'Mongst these Gloverius, not the last in fame, For the latter part of this note we are obliged | And he whose clog delights the beauteous dame; to an eminent divine,

Nor least thy praise, whose artificial light, V. 21. legal swarms impel,] An ingenious cri- | In Dian's absence, gilds the clouds of night. tic of my acquaintance objected to this simile, and would by no means admit the comparison

V. 37. There many a martial son, &c.] The between bees and lawyers to be just; one, he unwary reader may from this passage be apt to said, was an industrious, barmless, and useful conclude, that an amphitheatre is little better species, none of which properties could be affirm than a nursery for the gallows, and that there is ed of the other; and therefore he thought the | a sort of physical connection between boxing and drone, that lives on the plunder of the hive, a

| thieving; but although boxing may be a useful more proper archetype. I must confess myself ingredient in a thief, vet it does not necessarily in some measure inclined to subscribe my friend's make him one. Boxing is the effect, not the opinion; but then we must consider, that our cause ; and men are not thieves because they author did not intend to describe their qualities, are boxers, but boxers because they are thieves. but their number; and in this respect no one,

Thus tricking, lying, evasion, with several other I think, can have any objection to the propriety

such-like cardinal virtues, are a sort of properties of the comparison.

pertaining to the practice of the law, as well as V. 24. and of laws no more ;] The original to the mercurial profession. But would any one MS. has it bribes; but, as this might seem to therefore infer, that every lawyer must be a cast an invidious aspersion on a certain assembly,


SCHOLIAST. remarkable for their abhorrence of venality; V. 44. infant progeny of Mars] Our author and, at the same time, might subject our pub- in this description alludes to the Lusus Troja lisher to some little inconveniences; I thought of virgil, it prudent to soften the expression ; besides, I Incedunt pueri think this reading renders our author's thought

Trojæ juventus more natural; for, though we see the most tri

- Puguæque ciunt simulachra sub armis. fling avocations are able to draw off their attention from the public utility, yet nothing is suf

V. 51. Hockley und fierce Brick-street breed]

Two famous athletic seminaries, ficient to divert a steady pursuit of their private emolument.

V. 57. And he whose clog, &c.] Here we are V. 28. this day franks the road.] Our poet here preser

presented with a laudable imitation of the anartfully insinuates the dignity of the combat he is

cient simplicity of mamvers; for, as Cincinnatus about to celebrate, by its being able to prevail on

lisdained not the homely employment of a a highwayman to lay aside his business, to be

ploughinan, so we see our hero condescending to come a spectator of it; and as, on this occa

the buinble occupation of a clog-maker; and sion, he makes him forsake his daily bread, while

this is the more to be admired, as it is one chathe senator only neglects the business of the na

racteristic of modern heroism, to be either above tion, it may be observed, how satirically he gives

or below any occupation at all. the preference, in point of disinterestedness, to

V. 58. whose artificial light,] Varions and the highwayman.

violent have been the controversies, whether our


While these the combat's direfularts display,60, Now Neptune's offspring dreadfully serene, And share the bloody fortunes of the day,

Of size gigantic, and tremendous mien, Each liero sat, revolving in his sul

Steps forth, and 'midst the fated lists appears ;
The various means that might his foe controul; Rev'rend his form, but yet not worn with years.
Conquest and glory each proud bosom warms, To bim none equal, in his youthful day,
When, lo! the herald suminons them to arms. With feather'd oar to skim the liquid way;

Or through those straits whose waters stun the
The loaded lighter's bully weight to steer. (ear,

Soon as the ring their ancient warrior view'd,

Joy filld their hearts, and thund'ring shouts BOOK IL

ensu'd ;

Loud as when o'er Thamesis' gentle flood,

Superior with the Triton youths he row'd;

While far a-head his winged wherry few, Stephenson enters the lists; a description of his

IS Touch'd the glad shore, and claim'd the badge figure; an encomium on his abilities, with

its due. respect to the character of a coachman.

Then thus indignant he accosts the foe, Broughton advances; bis reverend form des

|(While high disdain sat prideful on his brow:). cribed; bis superior skil in the management

Long has the laurel-wreath victorious spread of the lighter and wherry displayed ; his tri

Its sacred honours round this hoary head; umph of the badge celebrated; bis speech;

| The prize of conquest in each doubtful fray, his former victories recounted; the prepara- | And dear reward of many a dire fought day. 4) tions for the combat, and the horrour of the

Now youth's cold wane the vig'rous pulse has spectators.'

chas'd, First, to the fight, advanc'd the charioteer:

Froze all my blood, and ev'ry nerve unbrac'd; High hopes of glory on his brow appear;

Now, from these teinples shall the spoils be torn, Terrour vindictive flashes from his eye,

In scornful triumph by my foe he worn ? ('Toole the fates the visual ray deny ;)

What then avail my various deeds in arms, Pierce glow'd his looks, which spoke bis inward | If this proud crest thy feeble force disarms? rage ;

Lost be my glories to recording fame, [name! He leaps the bar, and bounds upon the stage.

When, foil'd by thee, the coward blasts my The roofs re-eccho with exulting cries,

1, who e'er manhood my young joints bad knit, And al behold him with admiring eyes.

First taught the fierce Grettonius to subinit; 50 Ill-fated youth! what rash desires could warm

While, drench'd in blood, he prostrate pressid

the floor, Thy maniy heart, to dare ihe Triton's arm? 10 Ah! too unequal to these martial deeds,

And inly groan'd the fatal words—no more.' Though none niore skill'd to rule the foaming

Allenius too, who ev'ry heart dismay'd, The coursers, still obedient to thy rein, (steeds. Now urge their fight, or now their flight restrain. thor inculcates a 'fine moral, by showing how Had mighty Diomed provok'd the race,

apt men are to mistake their talents; but were Thou far had'st left the Grecian in disgrace. men only to act in their proper spheres, how ofWhere-e'er you drove, each inn contess'd your ten should we see the parson in the pew of the sway,

[hay. peasant, the author in the character of his Maids brought the dram, and ostlers flew with hawker, or a beau in the livery of his footBut know, though skill'd to guide the rapid car, man! &c. None wages like thy foe the manual war. 20 V. 34. the badge its due. ) A prize given by

Mr. Pogget, to be annually contested on the author here intended to celebrate a lamp lightes, first of August.--As among the ancients, games or a link-boy; but as there are heroes of both and sports were celebrated on mournful as well capacities at present in the school of honour, it as juyful erents, there has been some controis d fficult to determine, whether the poet al- | versy, whether our loval comedian meant the Judes to a Wells, or a Buckhorse.

compliment to the setting or rising monarch of 1 Argument.] It was doubtless in obedience

that day ; but, as the plate has a horse for its to custom, and the example of other great poets,

device, I am induced to impute it to the latter; that our author has thought proper to prefix an

and, doubtless, he prudently considered, that, argument to each book, being minded that no- as a living dog is better than a dead lion, the thing should be wanting in the usual parapher- living horse had, at least, an equal title to the palia of works of this kind -For my own part, I same preference, am at a loss to account for the use of them, un- v.42. Frose all my blood, ] See Virgil. less it be to swell a volume, or, like bills of fare, Sed enim gelidus tardante senecta to advertise the reader what he is to expect;

Sanguis hebet, frigentque effætæ in corpore that, if it contains nothing likely to suit his taste,

vires. he may preserve his appetite for the next course. V. 50. Fierce Grettonius to submit ;] Gretton, V. 6, 7. He leaps the bar, &c. See the des

the most famous Athleta in his days, over whom The roofs re echo

our hero obtained his maiden prize. riptions of Dares in Virgil.

V. 53. Allenius too, &c.] Vulgarly known by Nec mora, continuo vastis cum viribus effert

the plebeian name of Pipes, which a learned critic Ora Dares, magnoque virum se murmure tollit. will bave to be derived from the art and mystery

V. 19. But know, though skill'd) Here our au- of pipe-making, in which it is affirmed this hero


Whose blows, like hail, flew rattling mund the head | And whizzing, spent its idle force in air. 10
Him oft the ring beheld wth weeping eyes, Then quick advancing on th' unguarded head,
Stretch'd on the ground,reluctant yield the prize. | A dreadful show'r of thunderbolts he shed:
Then fell theswain, with whom none e'er could vie As when a whirlwind, from some cavern bruke,
Where Harrow's steeple darts into the sky. With furious blasts assaults the monarch oak,
Next the bold youth a bleeding victim lay, This way and that its lofty top it bends.
Whose waving curls the barber's art display. 60 And the fierce storm the crackling branches
You too this arm's tremendous prowess know;

rends ;
Rash man, to make this arm again thy foe!" So wav'd the head, and now to left and right

This sa d--the herves for the fight prepare, Rebounding flies, and crashi'd beneath the weight,
Brace their big limbs, and brawny bodies bare. Like the young lion wounded by a dart,
The sturdy sinews all aghast behold,

Whose fury kindles at the galling smart; 20
And ample shoulders of Atlean mould ;

The hero rouses with redoubled rage,
Like Titan's offspring, who'gainst Heavens trove, Flies on the foe, and foams upon the stage.
So each, though mortal, seem'd a match for Jove. | Now grappling, both in close contention join,
Now round the ring a silent horrour reigns, Legs lock in legs, and arms in arms entwine:
Speechless each tongue, and bloodless all their | They sweat, they heave, each tugging nerve they
veins ;


When, lo! the champions give the dreadful sign, Both, fix'd as oaks, their sturdy trunks sustain,
And hand in hand in friendly tohen join; At length the chief bis wily art display'd,
Those iron hands, which soon upon the foe

Poisid on his hip the hapless youth he laid ;
With giant-force must deal the dreadful blow. Aloft in air bis quiv'ring limbs he throw'd, [load.

Ten on the ground down dash'd the pond'sous

So some vast ruin in a mountain's brow, 31 THE GYMNASIAD,

Which tour'ring hangs, and dreadful nods below,

When the fierce tempest the foundation rends, BOOK III.

Whirl'd though the air with horrid crush des. ARGUMENT.

cends. A description of the battle; Stephenson is van

Bold and undaunted up the hero rose, Quished; the manner of his body being car- | Fiercer his hosom for the combat glows ; ried off by his friends; Broughton claims the Shame stung his manly heart, and fiery raze

New steel'd each nerve, redoubled war to wage. prize, and takes his final leave of the stage.

Swift to revenge the dire disgrace he flies,
Full in the centre dow they fix in form,
Again suspended on the bip he lies ;

40 Eye meeting eye, and arm oppos'd to arm;

Dash'd on the ground, again had fatal fell,
With wily feints each other now provoke,

Haply the barrier caught his flying heel;
And cautious meditate th' impending stroke.

There fast it hung, th' imprison'd bead gave way,
Th' impatient youth, inspir'd by bopes of fame,

And the strong arm defrau led of its prey.
First sped his arm, unfaithful to its aim;

Vain strove the chief to wbirl the mountain o'er:
The wary warrior, watchful of his foe,
Bends back, and 'scapes the death-designing blow;

It slipt—he headlung rattles on the floor.
With erring glance it sounded by his ear,

V. 10. its idle force in air.] Virgil
was an adept.-As he was the delicium pugnacis

vires in ventum effudit. generis, our anthor, with marvellous judgment, V. 19. Like the young lion) It may be obrepresents the ring weeping at his defeat.

served, that our author has treated the reader V. 54. Whose blows, like hail, &c.) Virgil. but with one simile throughout the two foregoing

books; but, in order to make him ample amends, quam multa grandine nimbi Culminibus crepitant.--

bas given him no less than six in this. Doubt

less this was in imitation of Homer, and artfully V. 57. Then fell the swain,] Jeoffrey Birch,

intended to heighten the dignity of the main who, in several encounters, served only to aug

action, as well as our admiration, towards the ment the nnmber of vur hero's triumphs.

conclusion of his work.--Finis coronat opus.
V. 59. Next the bold youtk) As this champion

V. 24. Arms in arms entrcine ; ] Virgil.
is still living, and even disputes the palm of man-
houd with our hero himself, I shall leave him to

Immiscentque manus manibus, pugnamque be the subject of immortality in some future

Gymnasiad, should the superiority of his prowess V. 35. Bold and undaunted, &c.] Virgil
ever justify his title to the corona pugnea.

At non tardatus casu, neque territus heros,
V. 63. This suid, &c,] Virgil.

Acrior ad pugnam rodit, & vim suscitat ira. Hæc fatus, duplicem ex humeris rejecit amic Tum pudor incendit vires + tum :


V. 42. Haply the barrier, &c.] Our author, Et magnos membrorum artus, magna ossa lacer- like Homer himself, is no less to be admired in

the character of an historian than in that of a V. 7,8. watchful of his foe)

poet: we see him here faithfully reciting the Bends back and 'scapes the death- Virgil. most minute incidents of the battle, and informing designing blow ;

us, that the youthful hero, being on the lock, ille ictum venientem a vertice velox

must again inevitably have come to the ground, Prævidit, celerique elapsus corpore cessit.

had not us heel catched the bar; and that his antagonist, by the violence of his straining, slipt

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Around the ring loud peals of thunder rise, | Dragging its limbs, they bear the body forth,
And shouts exultant echo to the skies.

Mash'd teeth and clotted blood came issuing
Uplifted now inanimate he seems,

from his mouth.
Forth from his nostrils gush the purple streams; ! Thus then the victor “ celestial pow'r!
Gasping for breath, and impotent of land, 51 Who gave this arm to boast one triumph more;
The youth beheid his rival stagg'ring stand: Now grey in glory, let my labours cease,
But he, alas! had felt th' unnerving blow, My blood-stain'd laurel wed the branch of peace;
And gaz'd), unable to assault the foe.

Lur'd by the lustre of the golden prize,
As when two monarchs of the brindled breed No more in combat this proud crest shall rise;
Dispute the proud dominion of the mead, To future heroes future deeds belong,
They fight, they foam, then weary'd in the fray, Be mine the theme of some immortal song." 90
Aloof retreat, and low'ring stand at bay;

This said he seiz'd the prize, while round
So stood the heroes, and indignant glar'd,

the ring, While grim with blood their rueful fronts were High soar'd applause on acclamation's wing.

smeard; Till with returning strength new rage returns, V. 88. No more in combat, &c.] Virgil. Again their arms are steel'd, again each bosom

hic victor cæstus, artem que repono, burns. Incessant now their hollow sides they pound, Loud on each breast the bounding bangs re

Their flying fists around the temples glow,

A satire, 1747.
And the jaws crackle with the massy blow.
The raging combat ev'ry eye appals, (falls. prima

| Primores populi arripuit populumque tributim; Strokes following strokes, and falls succeeding i Scilicet uni æquus virtuti atque ejus amicis. Now droop'd the youth, yet, urging all his might,

With feeble arm still vindicates the fight, 70
Till on the part where heav'd the panting breath, "Load, load the pallet, boy !" hark! Hogarth
A fatal blow impress'd the seal of death.

Down dropt the hero, weltring in his gore, « Fast as I paint. fresh swarms of fools arise !
And his stretch'd limbs lay quiv'ring on the floor. |

Groups rise on groups, and mock the pencil's So, when a falcon skims the airy way,

pow'r, Stoops from the clouds, and pounces on his prey ; To catch each new-blown folly of the hour," Dash'd on the earth the feather'd victim lies,

While hum'rous Hogarth paints each fully Expands its feeble wings, and, flutt'ring, dies.

dead, His faithful friends their dying hero rear'd,

Shall yice triumphant rear its hydra head? O'er his broad shoulders dangling hung his | At satire's sov'reign nod disdain to shrink?. head;


New reams of paper, and fresh floods of ink! his arm over his head, and by that means received On then, my Muse! Herculean labours dare, the fall he intended the enemy.-I thought it And wage with virtue's foes eternal war; incumbent on me as a commentator to say thus | Range through the town in search of ev'ry ill, much, to illustrate the meaning of our author, ( And cleanse th’ Augean stable with thy quill, which might seem a little obscure to those who “ But what avails the poignance of the song, are unacquainted with conflicts of this kind, Since all,” you cry, “still persevere in wrong. V. 48. echo to the skies, &c.] Virgil.

Would courtly crimes to Mulgrave's' muse suba

mit? It clamor cælo

Or blush'd the monarch though a Wilmot writ? The learned reader will perceive our author's

Still pandar peers disgrac'd the rooms of state, frequent allusions to Virgil ; and whether he in Still Cæsar's bed sustain'd a foreign weight; tended them as translations or imitations of the

Slaves worshipp'd still the golden calf of pow'r, Roman poet, must give us pause: but as, in our And bishops, bowing, bless'd the scarlet whore. modern productions, we find imitations are gene

Shall then thy verse the guilty grcat reclaim, rally nothing more than bad translations, and 1

Though fraught with Dryden's heav'n-descended translations nothing more than bad imitations ;

flame? it would equally, I suppose, satisfy the gall of | Will harpy Heathcote, from his mould'ring store, the critic, should these unluckily fall within

Drag forth one cheering drachma to the poor?

Drag forth one cheer either description.

Or Harrington, unfaithful to the seal, V. 63. Incessant now, &c.] Virgil.

Throw in one suffrage for the public weal? Multa viri nequicquam inter se vulnera jactant; Pointless all satire, and misplac'd its aim, Multa cavolateri ingeminant, & pectore vastos To wound the bosom, that's obdur'd to shame: Dant sonitus, erratque aures & tempora circum The callous heart ne'er feels the goad within ; Crebra manus: duro crepitant sub vulnere | Few dread the censure, who can dare the sin." malæ,

Though on the culprit's cheek no blush should V. 79. His faithful friends] Virgil.

glow, At illum fidi æquales, genua ægra trahentem,

Still let me mark him to mankind a foe: Jactantemque utroque caput, crassumque cruo. | Translator of Horace's Art of Poetry, and rem

afterwards duke of Buckingham. Ore rejectantem, mistosque in sanguine dentes, 1 Earl of Rochester. Ducunt ad naves.

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Strike but the deer, however slight the wound, T " Why will you urge," Eugenio cries, “your It serves at least to drive him from the sound.

fate? Shall reptile sinners frowning justice fear, Affords the town no sins but sins of state ? And pageant titles privilege the peer?

Perches vice only on the court's high hill? So falls the humbler game in common fields, Or yields life's vale no qnarry for the quill?” While the branch'd beast the royal forest shicids. Vanners, like fashions,still from courts descend, On, Satire, then ! pursue thy gen'rous plan, And what the great begin, the vulgar end. And wind the vice, regardless of the man.

If v.cious then the inode, correct it here; Rouse, rouse''th' ennobled herd for public sport, He saves the peasant, who reforms the peer. And hunt them through the covert of a court. What Hounslow knight would stray from hoJust as the play'r the mimic portrait draws,

nour's path, All claim a right of censure or applause:

If guided by a brother of the Bath? What giards the place-man from an equal fate, Honour's a mistress all mankind pursue; Who mounts but actor on the stage of state? Yet most mistake the false one for the true: Subject alike to each man's praise and blame, Lurd by the trappings, dazzled by the paint, Each critic voice the fiat of his fame ;

We worship oft the idol for the saint. Though to the private some respect we pay, Courted by all, by few the fair is won; All public characters are public prey :

Those lose who seek her, and those gain who shun; Pelham and Garrick, let the verse forbear Naked she dies to merit in distress, What sanctifies the treasurer or play'r.

And leaves to courts the garnish of her dress. Great in her laurel'd saves Athens see,

The million'd merchant seeks her in his gold; Free dow'd her satire while her sons were free: In schools the pedant, and in cainps the bold : Then purpled guilt was dragg'd to public shame, / The courtier views her, with admiring eyes, And each offence stood fragrant with a name; Flutter in ribbons, or in titles rise: Polluted ermine no respect could win,

Sir Epicene enjoys her in his plume; No hallow'd lawn could sanctify a sin;

Mead, in the learned wainscot of a room: 'Till tyrant pow'r usurp'd a lawless rule :

By various ways all woo the modest maid ; Then sacred grew the titled knave and fool; | Yet lose the substance, grasping at the shade. Then penal statutes aw'd the poignant song, Who, siniling, sees not with what various And slaves were taught, that kings could do no

strife wrong.

Man blindly ruas the giddy maze of life? Guilt still is guilt, to me, in slave or king, To the same end still diff'rent means employs; Fetter'd in cells, or garter'd in the ring:

This builds a church, a temple that destroys; And yet bebold how various the reward,

Both anxious to obtain a deathless name, Wild falls a felon, Walpole3 mounts a lord ! | Yet, erring, both mistake report for fame. The little knave the law's last tribute pays,

Report, though vulture-like the name it bear, While crowns around the great one's chariot Drags but the carrion carcass through the air ; blaze.

While fame, Jove's nobler bird, superior flies, Blaze meteors, blaze! to me is still the same And, soaring, mounts the mortal to the skies. The cart of justice, or the coach of shame. So Richard's name to distant ages borne, Say, what's nobility, ye gilded train !

Unhappy Richard still is Britain's scorn : Does nature give it, or can guilt sustain ? Be Edward's wafted on fame's eagle wing, Blooms the form fairer, if the birth be higb? Each patriot mourns the long-departed king; Or takes the vital stream a richer dye;

Yet thine, O Edward ! shall to George'ss yield, What! though a long patrician line ye claim, And Dettingen eclipse a Cressy's field. Are noble souls entail'd upon a name?

Through life's wild ocean, who would safely Anstis may ermine out the lordly earth,

roam, Virtue's the berald that proclaims its worth. And bring the golden fleece of glory home,

Hence mark the radiance of a Stanhope's star, Must, heedful, shun the barking Scylla's roar, And glow-worm glitter of thine, D***r:

And fell Charybdis' all-devouring shore; Ignoble splendour! that but shines to all, With steady helm an equal course support, The humble badge of a court hospital.

'Twixt faction's rocks, and quicksands of a court; Let lofty L**r wave his nodding plume,

By virtue's beacon still direct bis aim, Boast all the blushing honours of the loom, Through honour's channel, to the port of fame. Resplendent bondage no regard can bring,

Yet, on this sea, how all mankind are tost! 'Tis Methuen's heart must dignify the string. For one that's sav'd, what multitudes are lost ! Vice levels all, however high or low;

Misguided by ambition's treach'rous light, And all the diff'rence but consists in show, Through want of skill, few make the harbour Who asks an alms, or supplicates a place,

right. Alike is beggar, though in rags or lace:

Hence mark what wrecks of virtue, friendship, Alike his country's scandal and its curse,

Who vends a vote, or who purloins a purse; For four dead letters added to a name!
Thy gamblers, Bridewell, and St James's bites, Whence dwells such Syren music in a word,
The rooks of Mordington's,and sharks at White's. Or sounds not Brutus noble as my lord?

Though crownets, Pult'ney, blazon on thy plate, 3 Though the person here meant has indeed Adds the base mark one scruple to its weight? paid the debt of nature, yet, as he has left that Though sounds patrician swell thy name, O of justice unsatisfied, the author apprehends that Stretches one acre thy plebeian lands? [Sand ys! the public are indisputably entitled to the assets of his reputation.

* Richard the Second, George the Second.

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