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Where () then shall Hope and Fear their Objects
find? Muft dull Suspence corrupt the stagnant Mind? Must helpless Man, in Ignorance fedate, Roll darkling down the Torrent of his Fate? Must no Dillike alarm, no Wishes rise, No Cries attempt the Mercies of the Skies? Enquirer, cease; Petitions yet remain, Which Heav'n may hear, nor deem Religion vain. Still raise for Good the supplicating Voice, But leave to Heav’n the Measure and the Choice. Safe in his Pow'r, whose Eyes discern afar The secret Ambuth of a specious Pray'r. Implore his Aid, in his Decisions rest, Secure whate'er he gives, he gives the best. Yet when the sense of facred Presence fires, And strong Devotion to the Skies afpires, Pour forth thy Fervours for a healthful Mind, Obedient Passions and a Will resign'd; For Love, which scarce collective Man can fill; For Patience Sov'reign o'er transmuted Ill ; For Faith, that panting for a happier Seat, Counts Death kind Nature's Signal of Retreat: These Goods for Man the Laws of Heay'n ordain, These Goods he 'grants, who grants the Pow'r to
gain ; With these celestial Wisdom calms the Mind, And makes the Happiness she does not find.
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THE Τ Η Ε
BATTLE OF THE
IN THREE PAR T S.
Dabiturque LICENTIA sumpta pudenter. --Hor.
by Bonnett Thornton. Esgf. WRITTEN IN THE YEAR 1768.
HOUGH the Writer of the following little
Piece has chosen to call it An Additional Canto to Dr. Garth's Poem of the Dispensary, he by no Means pretends to aspire to an Imitation of that Work, much' less would he presume to affect a Rivalship with the ingenious Author. The Subject being in some Measure fimilar, he was induced to inake Use of this Title.
The Disputes, at present fubfifting between the Fellows and Licentiates of the College of Physicians, concerning their respective Rights, seemed to be no improper Topic for an innocent Laugh. Nothing that ihould in the least offend any Individual, is intended by it. No Character is designed to be perfonally pointed out. As to the common Sarcasm, • The Killing of Numbers of Patients,' says Dr. Garth, is so trite a piece of Raillery, that it ought ' not to make any Impreffion.'
It is difficult, and perhaps in some Degree presumptuous, to attempt following, in a confined Walk, the Steps of any Author of Eminence. If Y 2
scme Expressions or Sentiments in this Piece should be found to be the same with, or somewhat similar to any in Dr. Garth's Poem, the Writer begs he may not lay under the Imputation of Plagiarism. One or two Instances, which he has discovered, of a Similarity, he has carefully pointed out.
One Parc of the Machinery is founded upon Fact. A Blaiksmiih was employed to break open the College Gate, in order to try the Rights of the Licentiates. 1 he Circumstances of the Butchers and the Eingine charged with Blood, were jocular Reports at that Time.
The Writer begs leave to enter a Caveat against the Critics finding Fault with his Rhymes not exactly chiming in some few Places. He cannot, with Submission, but be of Opinion, that the Sense should not be totally facrificed to the Sound: Besides, he can fhelter himself under the Authority and Example of our best Authors. He might also plead in Favour of some Alliterations, in which he has indulged himself, if he was not satisfied, that the Use of them is generally allowed in the Mock- Heroick, however sparingly they ought to be introduced in more serious Compositions.
P A R T I.
TURN, Muse, once more tolVarwick’s dismal Lane,
Where Feuds unheard of, and new Uproars reign ; Where Fellows with Licentiates hold Debate ;These, (to preserve their Dignity of State) Admit no Partners in their Councils grave, Who Titles only from Diplomas have;
Ν Ο Τ Ε.
V. 1. Turn, Muse, once more to Warwick's dismal Lano. The College of Phylcians is erected in Warwick Lane.
An equal Rank the others boldly claim,
Say, DEATH, what prompted thee to fpread Debate
'Twas on the Day, held sacred to St. Luke, 15 Rever'd by Sages fkill'd in Purge or Puke ;When in mute State the grave Affeinbly meet, To hear profound Oration, and to Eat; Licentiato held it for a Sin To Fast without, while others Feast within. Hungry and Dry, he mourn’d his hapless Fate, With Socio not allow'd to foul a Plate ; Forbid to cheer his Heart, and warm his Throttle, With Hauftus repetendus of the Bottle.
N O T E S.
V. 10. And for awhile the Gown gives Place to Arms.
Cedunt Arma Toga, is a well-known Expression. In the Universities the Doctors of Phyfick are invested with a Scarlet Gown; and it may be a Question with some perhaps, whether that or the Scarlet Coat has been productive of most Destruction among Mankind.
V. 18. To hear profound OrationOn St. Luke's Day there is a Latin Speech pronounced by a Fellow in the College of Physicians, called (from Doctor Harvey, the original Institutor of this Ceremony) Oratio Harveiana.
V. 24. With Haustus repetendus of the Bottle.
The medical Gentry, however they may recommend Abftinence to others, are many of them no
Mad’ning at length with Grief, and fir'd with Rage,25
Socio, elated with his high Degree
Shall Scois, he cries, or Leyden Doctors dare • With fapient Regulars to claim a Chair?
How can Diplomatijls have equal Knowledge? 35 . No, nomo they must not Miels with Graduates of a
He faid, when strait Licentiato tries [College.' By Force to gain what stubborn Pride denies. And now the pond'rous Pestle beats to Arms, And the huge Mortar rings with loud Alarms; 40
N O T E S. Enemies to the Bottle, if taken in Moderation, as they term it. À certain witty Physician was advising a Friend of his, who had been used to be too free with bis Bottle, to take a chcarsul Pint with his Meals, and no more: 'But, fays he, the whole Se
cret consts in knowing how much your Pint should "hold. I myself take my Pint constantly after Din(ner and Supper ; but mine is a Scots Pint,'-that is, two Quarts. V. 29. Socio, elated with his bigh Degree
Of A.B. A.M. M. B. ard M. D. A. B. Artium Baccalaureus, Batchelor of Arts ; A. M. Artium Magifter, Master of Arts; M. B. Medicine Baccalaurezis, Batchelor of Physick; M. D. Medicinæ Doctor, Doctor of Physick. V. 39. And n'w the pond'rous Pestle beats to Arms,
And the huge Mortar rings with loud Alarms. While lified Pestles brandith'd in the Air Descend in Peals, and Civil Wars declare. -GARTH.