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with a good-humoured confession of his mistake, has printed in the subsequent volume of his Observations on Pope, 8vo. 1769, conceiving that "they will form an agreeable termination of his Preface."
"Watchful Wakefield, late and early
Slumbering o'er the page of Pope,
Wit has caught her critic fairly,
Twisting sand into a rope," &c.
But perhaps the most solemn and successful imposition that ever was practised on an inconsiderate reader, is the Ode on Science; printed (as is also the Love Song by a person of quality) in Pope and Swift's Miscellanies; and which, like that, to judge from the style, is not unlikely to have been the work of Pope.
ODE ON SCIENCE.
O, Heavenly born! in deepest dells
Beneath the mossy cave;
Indulge the verdure of the woods,
For melancholy ever reigns
With scientific light;
While Dian, huntress of the vales,
Yet, Goddess, yet the way explore
When Solon and Lycurgus taught
Of mad opinion's maze,
To erring zeal they gave new laws,
ON A CERTAIN LADY AT COURT.
I KNOW the thing that's most uncommon ; (Envy be silent, and attend!)
I know a reasonable Woman,
Handsome and witty, yet a Friend.
Not warp'd by Passion, aw'd by Rumour,
And sensible soft Melancholy.
"Has she no faults then, (Envy says,) Sir ?"
When all the World conspires to praise her,
Ver. 1. I know the thing] Equal in elegance to any compliment that Waller has paid to Saccharissa, especially the last stanza, and the answer to Envy. The Lady addrest was Mrs. Howard, of Marble-hill, bed-chamber woman to Queen Caroline, and afterwards Countess of Suffolk. Warton.
ON HIS GROTTO AT TWICKENHAM,
MARBLES, SPARS, GEMS, ORES, AND MINERALS.
THOU who shalt stop, where Thames' translucent
Shines a broad Mirror through the shadowy Cave;
On his Grotto] The improving and finishing his Grot was the favourite amusement of his declining years; and the beauty of his poetic genius, in the disposition and ornaments of this romantic recess, appears to as much advantage as in his best contrived Poems.
Ver. 8. eye the Mine]
"Aurum irrepertum, et sic melius situm
Horat. 1. 3. od. 3.
You see that Island's wealth, where, only free,
i. e. Britain is the only place in the globe which feels not tyranny
even to its very entrails.
Where British sighs from dying WYNDHAM stole, And the bright flame was shot through MARCHMONT'S Soul.
Ver. 9. Aegerian Grot.] These are two charming lines; but are blemished by two bad rhymes, Grot to Thought; scarce excusable in so short a poem, in which every syllable ought to be
It is remarkable that Juvenal, having mentioned this celebrated cave, takes occasion to inveigh against artificial grotto-work, and adulterating the simple beauties of nature, in lines uncommonly poetical:
"In vallem Egeria descendimus, et Speluncas
Dissimiles veris; quanto præstantius esset
Milton, in an exquisite Latin poem, addressed to Salsillus, vol. ii. p. 532, has beautifully feigned that Numa is still living in this dark grove and grotto, in the perpetual enjoyment of his Ægeria. Warton.
Ver. 10. Where nobly pensive ST. JOHN] Lord Bolingbroke's account of the conversations, and manner of Pope's friends passing their time in his Garden, is not uninteresting:
"All I dare promise you is, that my thoughts, in what order soever they flow, shall be communicated to you, just as they pass through my mind, just as they used to be when we conversed together on these or any other subject, when we sauntered alone, or, as we have often done, with good Arbuthnot, and the jocose Dean of St. Patrick, among the multiplied scenes of your little Garden." Letter to Sir William Wyndham.
Ver. 11. Where British sighs from dying Wyndham stole,] In his MS. it was thus:
To Wyndham's breast the patriot passions stole, which made the whole allude to a certain anecdote of not much consequence to any but the parties concerned. Warburton.