Tho' long my Party built on me their hopes,
For writing Pamphlets, and for roasting Popes:
Yet lo! in me what authors have to brag on!
Reduc'd at last to hifs in my own dragon.
Avert it, heaven! that thou, my Cibber, e'er
Shouldft wag a ferpent-tail in Smithfield fair!
Like the vile straw that's blown about the streets,
The needy Poet sticks to all he meets,
Coach'd, carted, trod upon, now loose, now fast,
And carry'd off in fome Dog's tail at last.
Happier thy fortunes! like a rolling stone,
Thy giddy dulnefs ftill fhall lumber on,
Safe in its heavinefs, fhall never stray,
But lick up every blockhead in the way.
Thee fhall the Patriot, thee the Courtier taste,
And every year be duller than the last,
'Till rais'd from booths, to Theatre, to Court,
Her feat imperial Dulness fhall transport.

VARIATIONS.

After v. 284. in the former Edition followed, Different our parties, but with equal grace The Goddess fmiles on Whig and Tory race. Ver. 295. Safe in its heaviness, &c.] in the former Edition,

Too fafe in inborn heaviness to stray;

And lick up every blockhead in the way.

Thy Dragons, Magistrates, and Peers fhall tafte,
And from each fhew rife duller than the last.
Till rais'd from booths, &c.

Already Opera prepares the way,

The fure fore-runner of her gentle fway;

Let her thy heart, next Drabs and Dice, engage,
The third mad paffion of thy doting age.
Teach thou the warbling Polypheme to roar,
And feream thyself as none e'er fcream'd before!
To aid our caufe, if Heaven thou can'ft not bend,
Hell thou shalt move; for Fauftus is our friend:
Pluto with Cato thou for this fhalt join,

And link the Mourning Bride to Proferpine.
Grubftreet! thy fall fhould men and Gods confpire,
Thy ftage fhall ftand, enfure it but from Fire.
Another Æfchylus appears! prepare

For new abortions, all ye pregnant fair!
In flames, like Semele's, be brought to bed,
While opening Hell fpouts wild-fire at your head.
Now Bavius take the Poppy from thy brow,
And place it here! here all ye Heroes bow!
This, this is he, foretold by ancient rhymes:
Th'Auguftus born to bring Saturnian times.

IMITATIONS.

Ver. 319, 320. This, this is he, foretold by ancient rhymes,

Th' Auguftus, &c.]

"Hic vir, hic eft! tibi quem promitti faepius audis, "Auguftus Caefar, divum genus aurea condet "Secula qui rurfus Latio, regnata per arva

"Saturno quondam

Virg. Æn. vi.

Bigns following figns lead on the mighty year:
See! the dull ftars roll round and re-appear.
See, fee, our own true Phoebus wears the bays!
Our Midas fits Lord Chancellor of Plays!
On Poets Tombs fee Benfon's titles writ!
Lo! Ambrofe Philips is prefer'd for Wit!
See under Ripley rife a new Whitehall,

While Jones' and Boyle's united labours fall:
While Wren with forrow to the grave descends,
Gay dies unpenfion'd with a hundred friends,
Hibernian Politics, O Swift! thy fate;

And Pope's ten years to comment and tranflate.

VARIATIONS.

Ver. 329. See, fee, our own, &c.] in the former Edition,

Beneath his reign fhall Eufden wear he bays,

Cibber prefide Lord Chancellor of plays,

Benfon fole judge of Architecture fit,
And Namby Pamby be prefer'd for Wit!
I fee th' unfinish'd Dormitory wall,

I fee the Savoy totter to her fall;
Hibernian Politics, O Swift! thy doom,

And Pope's, tranflating three whole years with
Broome.

Proceed, great days, &c.

IMITATIONS.

Saturnian here relates to the age of Lead, mention

ed Book I. v. 26.

Proceed great days! 'till Learning fly the fhore, "Till Birch fhall blufh with noble blood no more, 'Till Thames fee Eaton's fons for ever play, 'Till Westminster's whole year be holiday, 'Till Ifis' Elders reel, their pupils fport, And Alma Mater lie diffolv'd in port?

VARIATIONS.

Ver. 31. in the former Edition thus,
-O Swift! thy doom,

And Pope's, translating ten whole years with Broome. On which was the following Note: "He concludes "his irony was a ftroke upon himself: for whoever "imagines this a farcafm on the other ingenious per "fon, is furely mistaken. The opinion our Author "had of him was fufficiently fhewn by his joining "him in the undertaking of the Odysey; in which "Mr. Broome having engaged without any previous "agreement, difcharged his part fo much to Mr. "Pope's fatisfaction, that he gratified him with the "full fum of Five hundred pounds, and a prefent of "all those books for which his own Interest could procure him fubfcribers, to the value of One hundred The author only feems to lament, that he was employed in Translation at all.”

66 more.

After v. 337. in the first Edit. were the following lines:

Then when thefe figns declare the mighty year, When the dull stars roll round and re-appear;

Enough! enough! the raptur'd Monarch cries; And thro' the Iv'ry Gate the vision flies.

VARIATIONS.

Let there be darkness! (the dread Power shall fay)
All shall be darkness, as it ne'er were day;
To their first Chaos Wit's vain Works shall fall,
And univerfal darkness cover all.

IMITATIONS.'

Ver. 293. And thro' the Iv'ry Gate, &c.] "Sunt geminae Somni portae; quarum altera fertur "Cornea, qua veris facilis datur exitus umbris; "Altera candenti perfecta nitens elephanto, "Sed falfa ad coelum mittunt infomnia manes. Virg. Æn. vi,

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