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ET (a) Observation with extensive View,
Survey Mankind, from China to Peru; Remark each anxious Toil, each eager Strife, And watch the busy Scenes of crowded Life ; Then say how Hope and Fear, Desire and Hate, O'erspread with Snares the clouded Maze of Fate, Where wav'ring Man, betray'd by vent'rous Pride, To tread the dreary Paths without a Guide, As threach'rous Phantoms in the Mist delude, Shuns fancied Ills, or chases airy Good. How rarely Reason guides the stubborn Choice, Rules the bold Hand, or prompts the suppliant Voice, How Nations sink, by darling Schemes oppress’d, When Vengeance listens to the Fool's Request. Fate wings with ev'ry With th' afflictive Dart, Each Gift of Nature, and each Grace of Art, With fatal Heat impetuous Courage glows, With fatal Sweetness Elocution flows, Impeachment stops the Speaker's pow'rful Breath, And restless Fire precipitates on Death.
(6) But scarce observ'd the Knowing and the Bold, Fall in the gen'ral Massacre of Gold ; Wide-wasting Pest! that rages unconfin'd, And crowds with Crimes the Records of Mankind;
(a) Ver. 1-21.
(6) Ver. 12-22.
For Gold his Sword 'the hireling Ruffian draws,
Let Hilt'ry tell where rival Kings command,
Yet (c) flill one gen'ral Cry the Skies affails, And Gain and Grandeur load the tainted Gales ; ; Few know the toiling Statesman's Fear or Care, Th' insidious Rival and the gaping Heir.
Once (d) more, Democritus, arise on Earth, With chearful Wisdom and instructive Mirth, See motley Life in modern Trappings drefs’d, And feed with varied Fools th’eternal Jest; [price Thou who couldft laugh where Want enchain'd Ca. Toil crush'd Conceit, and Man was of apiece ; Where Wealth unlov'd without a Mourner dy'd ; And scarce a Sycophant was fed by Pride ; Where ne'er was known the Form of mock Debate, Or seen a new-made Mayor's unwieldy State; Where Change of Fav’rites made no Change of Laws, And Senates heard, before they judg'd a Cause ; () Per. 23-27
(d) Ver. 28–55.
How wouldst thou shake at Britain's modish Tribe,
Such was the Scorn that fill'd the Sage's Mind,
(e) Unnumber'd Suppliants crowd Preferment's Athirst for Wealth, and burning to be Great ; Delusive Fortune hears th'inceffant Call, They mount, they shine, evaporate, and fall. On ev'ry Stage the Foes of Peace attend, Hate dogs their Flight, and Insult mocks their End. Love ends with Hope, the sinking Statesman's Door Pours in the morning Worshipper no more; For growing Names the weekly Scribbler lies, To growing Wealth the Dedicator flies, From ev'ry Room descends the painted Face, That hung the bright Palladium of the Place, And smoak'd in Kitchens, or in Auctions fold, To better Features yields the Frame of Gold ; For now no more we trace in ev'ry Line Heroic worth, Benevolence divine: The Form distorted justifies the Fall, And Detestation rids th'indignant Wall.
But will not Britain hear the last Appeal, Sign her Foes doom, or guard her Fav'rites Zeal; Thro' Freedom's Sons no more Remonstrance rings, Degrading Nobles and controuling Kings; Our supple Tribes repress their Patriot Throats, And afk no Questions but the Price of Votes;
(e) Ver. 56-107.
With weekly Libels and feptennial Ale,
In full-blown Dignity, fee Wolfey stand,
pine, Shall Wolscy's Wealth, with Wolfey's End be thine? Or liv'st thou now, with safer Pride content, The wiselt Justice on the Banks of Trent? For why did IVolley near the Steeps of Fate, On weak Foundations raise th' enormous Weight? Why but to link beneath Misfortune's Blow, With louder Ruin to the Gulphs below?
What (f) gave great Villiers to th’Assassin's Knife, And fix'd Disease on Harley's closing Life? What murder'd Wentworth, and what exil'd Hyde? By Kings protected, and to Kings ally'd ? What but their Wish indulg'd in Courts to shine, And Pow'r too great to keep, or to resign?
When 0 Ver. 108-213
When (8) first the College-rolls receive his Name, The young Enthusiast quits his Ease for Fame; Through all his Veins the Fever of Renown Spreads from the strong Contagion of the Gown; O’er Bodley's Dome his future Labours spread, And * Bacon's Mansion trembles o'er his Head. Are these thy Views? proceed, illustrious Youth, And Virtue guard thee to the Throne of Truth! Yet should thy Soul indulge the gen'rous Heat, Till captive Science yields her last Retreat ; Should Reason guide thee with her brightest Ray, And pour on mifty Doubt refiftless Day; Should no false Kindness lure to loose Delight, Nor Praise relax, nor Difficulty fright; Should tempting Novelty thy Ceil refrain, And Sioth effuse her opiate Fumes in vain ; Should Beauty blunt on Fops her fatal Dart, Nor claim the Triumph of a letter'd Heart; Should no Disease thy torpid Veins invade, Nor Melancholy's Phantoms haunt thy Shade ; Yet hope not Life from Grief or Danger free, Nor think the Doom of Man revers'd for thee : Deign on the paffing World to turn thine Eyes, And pause awhile from Letters, to be wise ; 'There mark what Ills the Scholar's Life affail, Toil, Envy, Want, the Patron, and the Jail. See Nations slowly wise, and meanly just, To buried Merit raise the tardy Buft. If Dreams yet flatter, once again attend, Hear Lydiat's Life, and Galileo's End.
Nop deem, when Learning her latt Prize bestows, The glitt'ring Eminence exempt from Woes; See when the Vulgar 'scape, despis’d or aw'd, Rebellion's vengeful Talons seize on Laud.
(8) Ver. 114-132. * There is a Tradition, that the Study of Friar Bacon, built on an Arch over the Bridge, will fall, who a Man greater than Eacon hall pass under is.