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HRYNE had talents for mankind,
Open she was, and unconfin'd,
Like fome free port of trade:
Her learning and good-breeding fuch,
Spaniards or French came to her:
To all obliging she'd appear:
Obfcure by birth, renown'd by crimes,
At length fhe turns a bride:
And flutters in her pride.
So have I known thofe Infects fair
Still vary fhapes and dyes;
Still gain new titles with new forms;
First grubs obscene, then wriggling worms,
Then painted butterflies.
Dr WARTON obferves, that the point of the likeness in this Imitation confifts in defcribing the objects as they really exift in life, like Hogarth's paintings, without heightening or enlarging them by any imaginary circumitances. He adds, that in this way of writing, Swift excelled; witness his description of a Morning in the City, of a City Shower, of the Houfe of Baucis and Philemon, and the Verses on his own Death. But furely this is paying a poor compliment to Hogarth's inimitable genius. Perhaps the very reverse of what Dr. Warton advances, is true; for, though his pictures are not fublime, wherein does the Painter's fancy and invention and fatire confift, but in the heightening" circumftances? These are as much required with refpect to "burlesque," as they are in thofe delineations that are of a more serious and elevated character. If characters are painted merely as they exift, where are we to fearch for humour and wit? It is the fame in all fatirical writings.
THE HAPPY LIFE OF A COUNTRY PARSON.
PARSON, these things in thy poffeffing
He that has these, may pass his life,
Toast Church and Queen, explain the News,
And fhake his head at Doctor S-t,
"SWIFT," fays Hume, "has more humour than knowledge, more taste than judgment, and more fpleen, prejudice, and paffion, of those qualities." Discourse v.
At the hazard of an imputation of partiality to the Author, I venture to say, that I prefer a poem called, The Progress of Difcontent, to any Imitation of Swift that ever has yet appeared I fhall just add, that the Baucis and Philemon of La Fontaine far excells that of Swift.
T. Warton's poem, delicately alluded to by his brother, contains indeed many inimitable strokes of humour, but the humour in great measure furely confifts in the "heightening circumstances.” The picture of the Parfon who has left Oxford, and is just fet down on his benefice, is fuperior to this Imitation of Swift:
"Continuing this fantastic farce on,
He now commences Country Parfon.-
Keeps Bantam cocks, and feeds his turkies;
And ftores the pond with carp and tench."
Warton's Poems, vol. ii. p. 196.