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But 'rebel - Wir deserts thee ofe' in vain ;

Loft in the maze of words he turns again, And seeks a surer state, and courrs thy gentle reign.

VI.

Afflicted Sense thou kindly dost feț free,

Oppress’d with argumental tyranny,
And roured Reason finds a fase retreat in thee.

VII.

With thee in private modest Dulness lies,

And in thy bolom lurles in Thoughr’s disguise ; Thou varnisher of Fools, and cheat of all the Wise!

VIII.

Yet thy indulgence is by both confest ; Folly by thee lies sleeping in the breast, And 'ris in thee at last that Wisdom feeks for reft.

IX. Silence the knave's repute, the whore's good name,

The only honour of the wishing danie; Thy very want of tongue makes thez a kind of Fame.

X. But could'st thou seize fome tongues that now are

free, How Church and State should be oblig'd to thee ? At Senate, and at Bar, how welcome would'It, thou

be ?

XI.

Yet speech ev'n there, fubmiffively withdraws,

Froin rights of subjects, and the poor man's cause: Then pompous Silence reigns, and stills che noisy Laws

XII.
Palt services of friends, good deeds of foes,

What Fav'rites gain, and what the Nation owes, Fly the fougerful world, and in thy arms repose.

XIII.

The country wit, religion of the town,

The courtier's learning, policy o'th' gown, Are belt by thee expressid ; and shine in thee alone.

XIV.

The parson's cant, the lawyer's sophistry,

Lord's quibbla, critic's jett; all end in thee, All reit in peace at last, and sleep eternally.

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VI.

E. of DORSET.

ARTEMISI A.
THO
HO' Artemisia talks, by fits, ,

Of councils, classics , fathers, wits ;
Reads Malbranche, Boyle, and Locke :
Yet in some things inethinks she fails,
Twere well if she would parę her nails,

And were à cleaner smack.
Haughty and huge as High-Dutch bride,
Such nastiness and so much pride

Arę oddly join'd by fate :
On her large squab you find her spread,
Like a fac corpse upon a bed,

That lies and itinks in Itate.

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On any part except her face;

All white and blak belide :
Dauntless her look, her gesture proud,
Her voice theatrically loud

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So have I seen, in black and white
A prating thing, a Magpye hight,

Majestically stalk ;
A ftarely, worthless animal,
That plies the tongue, and wags the tail,

All Aurrer, pride, and talk.

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RYNE had talents for inankind,

Open she was, and unconfin'd,
Like some free port of trade :
Merchands unloaded here their freight,
Aid Agents from each foreign state,

Hcre first their entry inada.
Her learning and good brecding such,
Whether ch'Italin or the Dutch,

Spaniards or French came to her :
To all oblining lhe'd appear •
'Twas Si Signior, 'cw.s l'aw Młynleer,

'Twas S'il vous plait, M1onsieur.

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obscure by birth, reno'vn'd by crimes,
Srill changing names, religions, clines,

At length she turns a Bride:
In di'monds, pudrs, and rich brocades,
She shines the first of batter'd jades,

And flutters in her pride.
So have I known thore Infects fair
(Which curious Germins hold so rare)

Still vary shapes an:1 dyes ;
Still gain new Tiles with new forins ;
First grubs obscene, then wriggling worms,

Then painted butterflies.

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VII.

DR. SWIFT.

The Happy Life of a COUNTRY

PARSON.
Parson, these things in thy poffefling

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Are better than the Bishop's blelling.
A Wife that makes conserres ; a Steed
That carries double when there's need:
October store, and best Virginia,
Tythe. Pig, and mortuary Guinea :
Gazettes sent gratis down , and frank'd,
For which thy Patron's weekly thank'd :
A large Concordance, bound long since :
Sermons to Charles the Firit, when Prince ;
A Chronicle of ancient Itanding;
A Chryfoftom to smooth thy band in.
The Polyglott

my 'text, Howbeit, likewise

now to my next.
Lo here the Septuagint, --and Paul,
To sum the whole, the close of all.

He that has thcse, inay pass his life,
Drink with the 'Squire, and kiss his wife ;
On Sundays preach, and ear his fill;
And fist on Fridays

if he will;
Toast Church and Queen, explain the News
Talk with Church - Wardens about Pews,
Pray hearrily for some new Gift.
And shake liis head at Doctor St.

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