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Than ridicule all taste, blaspheme quadrille,
P. What should ail them ? F. A hundred smart in Timon and in Balaam: The fewer still you name, you wound the more; Bond is but one, but Harpax is a score.
P. Each mortal has his pleasure: none deny Scarsdale his bottle, Darty his ham-pie; Ridotta sips and dances, till she see The doubling lustres dance as fast as she; Fox loves the senate,* Hockley-hole his brother, Like in all else, as one egg to another. I love to pour out all myself, as plain As downright Shippen, or as old Montaigne.“ In them, as certain to be loved as seen, The soul stood forth, nor kept a thought within; In me what spots (for spots I have) appear, Will prove at least the medium must be clear. In this impartial glass, my muse intends Fair to expose myself, my foes, my friends; Publish the present age; but where my text Is vice too high, reserve it for the next: My foes shall wish my life a longer date, And every friend the less lament my fate. My head and heart thus flowing through my quill, Verse-man or prose-man, term me which you will, Papist or Protestant, or both between, Like good Erasmus in an honest mean, In moderation placing all my glory, While Tories call me Whig, and Whigs a Tory.
1 Darteneuf, a noted epicure. This lover of ham-pie owned the fidelity of the poet's pencil; and said, he had done justice to his taste; but that if, instead of ham-pie, he had given him sweet-pie, he never could have pardoned him.- Warburton.
? Supposed to be Henry Fox, the first Lord Holland; his brother was Stephen Fox, afterwards Lord Ilchester.- Carruthers.
3 There was a famous bear-garden here.
4 Shippen was born 1672, and elected member for Bramber, in Sussex, in 1707. He was famed for honesty, and though a Jacobite, it was of him Sir Robert Walpole declared “ that he could not say who was corrupted, but he could say who was not corruptible; that man was Shippen.” This was great praise from the minister who had had good cause to think that every politician had his price. Old Montaigne, the famous French essayist; born 1533, died 1592. Both were famous for the plain truthfulness of their character.
6 Erasmus was noted for his moderation and gentleness,
Satire's my weapon, but I'm too discreet
Slander or poison dread from Delia's rage,
Then, learned sir! (to cut the matter short)
F. Alas young man! your days can ne'er be long,
1 An allusion to a practice amongst the Malays, who, when they have lost all their property at the gambling table, intoxicate them. selves, and rushing through the streets, kill all they meet.
2 The Cardinal Prime Minister of France.
3 The Countess of Deloraine. who, it was whispered at the time. had poisoned a Miss Mackenzie from jealousy.-Bowles. It is said to have been only scandal,
4 Originally written with a P- Judge Page sent to remonstrate with Pope about it.
5 See note at p. 240.
6 Nathaniel Lee, the tragedian, a man of some genius; but his plays were full of rant and bombast; he was mad and in Bedlam for two years. Of all his plays, “ Alexander the Great" is alone remembered. Died 1690.
In flow'r of age you perish for a song!
P. What ? armed for virtue when I point the pen,
Envy must own, I live among the great, No pimp of pleasure, and no spy of state. With eyes that pry not, tongue that ne'er repeats, Fond to spread friendships, but to cover heats; To help who want, to forward who excel; This, all who know me, know; who love me, tell; And who unknown defame me, let them be
1 The canons of the Holy Chapel, Paris, far from being offended at Boileau's “ Lutrin," joined in the laugh it caused. ? Lous XIV., a perfect bigot.
3 Lord Bolingbroke. 4 Charles Mordaunt, Earl of Peterborough, who in the year 1705 took Barcelona, and in the winter following with only 280 horse and 900 foot, enterprised and accomplisheu the conquest of Valentia, Pope,
Scribblers or peers, alike are mob to me.
F. Your plea is good; but still I say, beware!
P. Libels, and Satires ! lawless things indeed !
THE SECOND SATIRE OF THE
TO MR. BETHEL. What, and how great, the virtue and the art To live on little with a cheerful heart, (A doctrine sage, but truly none of mine,) Let's talk, my friends, but talk before we dine. Not when a gilt buffet's reflected pride Turns you from sound philosophy aside; Not when from plate to plate your eyeballs roll, And the brain dances to the mantling bowl. • Hear Bethel's sermon, one not versed in schools, But strong in sense, and wise without the rules.
“Go work, hunt, exercise!” (he thus began)
i Hugh Bethel, a great friend of Pope's. See “Moral Essays," Ep. y., where he is called “blameless Bethel."
* Then scorn a homely dinner, if you can.
“Preach as I please, I doubt our curious men
"'Tis yet in vain, I own, to keep a pother About one vice, and fall into the other: Between excess and famine lies a mean; Plain, but not sordid; though not splendid, clean
"Avidien, or his wife (no matter which, For him you'll call a dog, and her a bitch)
1 This eminent glutton ran through a fortune of fifteen hundred pounds a year in the simple luxury of good eating.- Warburton.
2 A West Indian term of gluttony, a hog roasted whole, stuffed with spice, and basted with Madeira wine.-Pope.
3 A famous eating-house,-Pope. It stood in Maiden Lane,