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TO THE SAME,
ON HER LEAVING THE TOWN AFTER THE CORONATION.
s fome fond Virgin, whom her mother's care
Drags from the Town to wholesome Country air,
To morning-walks, and pray'rs three hours a day;
Coronation] Of King George the first, 1715.
VER. 1. As fome fond Virgin,] There is so much likeness (to ufe Johnson's words on another poem) in the initial comparison, that there is no illuftration. As one lady lamented the going out of London, fo did another. WARTON.
Or o'er cold coffee trifle with the spoon,
Count the flow clock, and dine exact at noon :
Hum half a tune, tell ftories to the squire;
There starve and pray, for that's the way to heav'n.
Before you pass th' imaginary fights
Of Lords, and Earls, and Dukes, and garter'd Knights,
VER. 23. Some Squire, c.] Dr. Warton obferves, that no country Squire" has ever been painted with such true colours and natural features as Addifon's Tony Foxhunter, except Western, in Tom Jones. But of the old English gentleman, who refides in the country, a groffer caracature, though its humour is unrivalled, than that of Squire Western, was never drawn; and this by Pope is equally falfe and overcharged. - An Allworthy is oftener to be found than a Squire Western. The character of the English Gentleman (the perfon of hereditary property refiding in the country) is, in general, among that of the moft humane, the moft liberal, and the most valuable of the community.
While the fpread fan o'erfhades your clofing eyes;
And leave you in lone woods, or empty walls!
And while he seems to study, thinks of
Gay pats my fhoulder, and you vanish quite,
POPE fays, this Epiftle is written to the fame Lady as the preceding; that is, Martha Blount. From the manufcript letters, however, which I have had an opportunity of confulting, it appears this must have been addreffed to the elder fifter, who was more handsome, and more sensible than Martha. She was the first object of Pope's attachment; but not meeting with fo much encouragement, he transferred his attentions to her fifter.
The affumed name of Teresa wàs Zephalinda, under which she corresponded, for many years, with a Mr. More, under the feigned name of Alexis. Martha was called Parthenia.
HE Baffet-Table spread, the Tallier come;
Why stays SMILINDA in the Dreffing-Room? Rife, penfive Nymph, the Tallier waits for you;
Ah, Madam, fince my SHARPER is untrue,
I saw him stand behind OMBRELIA'S Chair,
• Mr. Dallaway has given good reasons for fuppofing that the Town Eclogues were written entirely by Lady Mary Wortley Montagu. Moft probably Lady M. has the greateft claim to them; but as fome corrected copies were found among Gay's and Pope's papers, and have been received into Pope's works, I have ventured to retain them; but, as far as their literary merit is concerned, it very little matters to whom they exclufively belong.
VER. 1. The Baffet-Table Spread,] There were fix Town Eclogues; two written by Mr. Pope, and the reft by Lady Wortley Montagu, whofe fine genius and abilities are well known; and from whose hand I am glad to prefent the reader with the following Sonnet, preferved by Algarotti, in the feventh volume of his Works:
Is this the cause of your Romantic strains?
Is that the grief, which you compare with mine? With ease, the smiles of Fortune I refign:
Would all my gold in one bad Deal were gone; 15 Were lovely SHARPER mine, and mine alone.
A Lover loft, is but a common care :
And prudent Nymphs against that change prepare: The KNAVE OF CLUBS thrice loft! Oh! who could
This fatal Stroke, this unforeseen Distress?
"Thou Silver Deity of secret night,
Direct my footsteps through the Woodland fhade;
Thou confcious witnefs of unknown delight,
The Lover's Guardian, and the Mufe's aid.
By thy pale beams I folitary rove,
To thee my tender grief confide;
Serenely fweet you gild the filent grove,
My friend, my goddess, and my guide.
Ev'n thee, fair Queen, from thy amazing height,
Veil'd in the mantle of concealing night,
With all thy greatness, and thy coldness too!"