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Bless me! a packet.---“ 'Tis a stranger sues,55
revise it, and retouch.” All my demurs but double his attacks;
65 At last he whifpers, “ Do; and we go snacks.".
” Glad of a quarrel, strait I clap the door, Sir, let me see your works and you no more.
'Tis sung, when Midas' Ears began to spring, (Midas, a sacred person and a King)
Vidi, vidi ipfe, Libelle !
e. Our Author had been hitherto complaining of the folly
His very Minifter who spy'd them first,
face? A.Good friend forbear! you deal in dang'rous things. I'd never name Queens, Ministers, or Kings; 76 Keep close to Ears, and those let afses prick,
Tis nothing---P. Nothing? if they bite and kick? Out with it, DUNCIAD! let the secret pass, That secret to each fool, that he's an Ass: 80 The truth once told (and wherefore should we lie?) The
queen of Midas slept, and so may You think this cruel? take it for a rule, No creature smarts so little as a fool. Let peals of laughter, Codrus ! round thee break, 85 Thou unconcern'd canst hear the mighty crack: Pit, box, and gall’ry in convulsions hurld, Thou stand'st unshook amidst a bursting world.
Notes. and importunity of indigent Scriblers; he now insinuates he suffered as much of both, from Poetasters of Quality.
VER. 72. Queen] The story is told, by some of his Barber, but by Chaucer of his Queen. See Wife of Bath's, Tale in Dryden's Fables.
Si fractus illabatur orbis,
Who shames a Scribler ? break one cobweb thro',
NOTES. VER. 92. The creature's at his dirty work again,] This metamorphosing, as it were, the Scribler into a Spider is much more poetical than a comparison would have been. But Poets should be cautious how they employ this figure; for where the likeness is not very striking, instead of giving force, they become obscure. Here, every thing concurs to make them run into one another. They both spin; not from the head
; [reason] but from the guts [passions and prejudices) and fuch
thread that can entangle none but creatures weaker than themselves.
Ver. 98. free-mafons Moor?] He was of this fociety, and frequently headed their processions,
Of all mad creatures, if the learn'd are right, 105
One dedicates in high heroic prose,
friend. This prints my Letters, that expects a bribe, And others roar aloud, Subscribe, subscribe.”
There are, who to my person pay their court:115 I cough like Horace, and, tho' lean, am short, Ammon's great fon one shoulder had too high, Such Ovid's nose, and “ Sir!
have an Eye--Go on, obliging creatures, make me fee All that difgrac'd my Betters, met in me. 120
For song, for filence some expect a bribe;
NOTES. Ver. 118. Sir, you have an Eye] It is remarkable that amongst these compliments on his infirmities and deformities, he mentions his eye, which was fine, sharp, and piercing. It was done to intimate, that flattery was as odious to him when there was some ground for commendation, as when there was none.
THE SATIRE S. 17. Say for my comfort, languishing in bed,
Just so immortal Maro held his head:” And when I die, be sure you
let me know Great Homer dy'd three thousand years ago.
Why did I write? what sin to me unknown 125 Dipt me in ink, my parents', or my own? As yet a child, nor yet a fool to fame, I lisp'd in numbers, for the numbers came.
But, friend, this shape, which You and Curl - admire,
Had heir'd as well the virtues of the mind. a Curl set up his head for a fign. b His Father was crooked. c His Mother was much afflicted with head-achs.
OTES. Ver. 127. As yet a child, &c.] He used to say, that he began to write verses further back than he could remember. When he was eight years old, Ogilby's Homer fell in his way, and delighted him extremely ; it was followed by Sandys' Ovid; and the raptures these then gave him were so strong, that he spoke of them with pleasure ever after. About ten, being at school at Hide-park-corner, where he was much neglected, and suffered to go to the Comedy with the greater boys, he turned the transactions of the Hiad into a play, made up
of a number of speeches from Ogilby's translation, tacked together with verses of his own. He had the address to persuade the upper boys to act it; he even prevailed on the Master's Gardener to represent Ajax ; and contrived to have all the actors dressed after the pictures in his favourite. Ogilby. At twelve he went with VOL. IV.