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 Englijh POETRY. 
 
 CONTAINING, 
 
 I. Rules for making 
 Verses. 
 
 II. A Collection of 
 the mod Natural, A- 
 greeable and Sublime 
 Thoughts, z'iz- 
 Allu/icns, Similes, De- 
 
 fer ipt ions and Chara- 
 cters of P erf on s and 
 Things, that are to be 
 found in the bed En- 
 glijh Poets. 
 III. A D I ct 10 nar y 
 
 of R H Y M ES. 
 
 By EDWARD BTSSHE, Gent. 
 
 The Eighth Edition Cor retted, 
 and Enlarged. 
 
 V O L. II. 
 
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 Vol. II. 
 
 LABYRINTH. See Joufls and Tournaments. 
 
 LAMB; 
 
 TH E tender Firftlings of the woolly Breed. Dryd,Firg- 
 Come lead me forward now, like a tame Lamb, 
 To Sacrifice. Thus, in his fatal Ganands, 
 Deck*d fine and pleasM, the Wanton skips and plays, 
 Trots by th' enticing flattering Prieftefs Side ; 
 And, much tranfported with its little Pride, 
 Forgets his dear Companions of the Plain, ^> 
 
 Till, by her bound, he's on the Altar lain. (Vcn. Pre/. > 
 "Vet, then too, hardly bleats, fuch Pleafure'sin the Pain.O/«r 3 
 
 A hundred Lambs 
 With bleating Cries attend their milky Dams. Thjd.Vir%. 
 A 2 LALK. 
 
4 Lark* Laurel. Law and Lawyer* 
 
 L A R K. Sec Morning. 
 The Lark, that fhuns on lofty Boughs to build 
 Her humble Neft, lies ftlent in the Field : 
 But if the Promife of a cloudlefs Day, 
 Aurora fmiling, bids her rife and play J 
 Then ftrait fhe mews 'twas not for want of Voice, 
 Or Pow'r to climb, fhe made Co low a Choice : 
 Singing flie mounts, her airy Wings are itretch'd 
 Tow'rds Heav'n,as if fromHeav'n herNotes fhe fetch'd./^V/. 
 
 The wife Example of the heav'nly «Lark, 
 Thy Fellow Poet, Cczu/ey, mark : 
 Above the Clouds let thy proud Mufick founds 
 
 Thy humble Neft build on the Ground. Cowl. 
 
 And now the Herald Lark, 
 Left his Ground-Nell, high tow'ring to defcry 
 The Morn's Approach, and greet her with his Song. Milt. 
 
 LAUREL. See Daphne. 
 
 The Laurel is the Sign of Labour crown'd, 
 Which bears the bitter Blaft, nor fhaken falls to Ground. 
 From Winter- Winds it fufFers no Decay, 
 For ever frefh and fair, and ev'ry Month is May : 
 Ev'n when the vital Sap retreats below, 
 Ev'n when the hoary Head is hid in Snow, 
 The Life is in the Leaf, and ftill between 
 The Fits of falling Snows, appears the ftreaky Green. Dryd. 
 
 (The Flower and the Leaf. 
 LAWWLAWY E R. 
 
 Them never yet did Strife or Av'rice draw 
 Into the noify Markets of the Law, 
 The Camp of gowned War. Cowl.Virg* 
 
 Laws bear the Name, but Money has the Pow'r ; 
 The Caufe is bad whene'er the Client's poor: 
 Thofe ftricl-liv'd Men, that feem above our World., 
 Are oft too modeft to refill our Gold ; 
 So Judgment, like our other Wares, is fold: 
 And the grave Knight, that nods upon the Laws, 
 Wak'd by a Fee, hems, and approves the Caufe.—— 
 
 You fave th* Expencc of long litigious Laws, 
 W T here Suits are travers'd, and fo little won, 
 That he who conquers is but laft undone. Dryd. 
 
 He that with Injury is griev'd, 
 And goes to Law to be reliev'd, 
 
Law and Lawyer, 5 
 
 Is fillier than a fottifh Chovvfe, 
 
 Who, when a Thief has robb'd his Houfe, 
 
 Applies himfelf to Cunning-Men, 
 
 To help him to his Goods agen ; 
 
 When all he can expecl to gain, 
 
 Is But to fquander more in vain. Hud. 
 
 For Lawyers, left Bear Defendant 
 And Plantiff Dog fhould make an End on't, 
 Do ftave and tail with Writs of Error, 
 Reverfe of Judgment and' Demurrer, 
 To let 'em breathe awhile, and then 
 Cry Whoop ! and fet 'em on agen; 
 Until with fubtil Cobweb Cheats 
 They're catch'd in knotted Law, like Nets; 
 In which, when once they are imbranglcd, 
 The more they ftir, the more they're tanged, 
 And while their Purfes can difpute, 
 There's no End of th' immortal Suit. Hud, 
 
 1 Tis Law that fettles all you do, 
 And marries where you did but woo; 
 That makes the molt perfidious Lover, 
 A Lady that's as falfe recover. 
 For Law's the Wifdom of all Ages, 
 And manag'd by the ableft Sages ; 
 Who tho' their Bus'nefs at the Bar 
 Be but a kind of Civil War, 
 In which th' engage with fiercer Dudgeons, 
 Then e'er the Grecians did the Trojans, 
 They never manage the Conteft 
 T' impair their publick Intereft, 
 Or by their Controverfies, lefTen 
 The Dignity of rheir Profeffion : 
 For Lawyers have more fober Senfe, 
 Than t 1 argue at their own Expence; 
 But make their beft Advantages 
 Of others Quarrels, like the Szvifs ; 
 And out of ioreign Controverfies, 
 By aiding both Sides, fill their Purfes; 
 But have no Int'reft in the Caufe 
 For which th' engage, and wage the Laws ; 
 Nor farther Profpeft than their Pay, 
 Whether. they win or lofe the Day. 
 And tho' th' abounded in all Ages 
 With fundry learned Clerks and Sages ; 
 
 A 3 Tho' 
 
Law and Lawyer. 
 
 Tho' all their Bus'nefs be Difputc, 
 
 With which they canvas ev'ry Suit; 
 
 They've no Disputes about their Art, - 
 
 Nor in Polemicks controvert; 
 
 While all Profefiions elfe are found 
 
 With nothing but Difputes V abound. 
 
 Divines of all Sorts, and Phyficians, 
 
 Philofophers, Mathematician?, 
 
 The Galenijl and Parace!fa?t, 
 
 Condemns the Way each other deals in : 
 
 Anatomiits diflect and mangle, 
 
 To cut themfelves out Work to wrangle ; 
 
 Ailrologers difpute their Dreams, 
 
 That in their Sleep they talk of Schemes ', 
 
 And Heralds fticklc who got who, 
 
 So many hundred Years ago. 
 
 Hut Lawyers are too wife a Nation 
 
 T' expofe their Trade to Difputation; 
 
 Or make the bufy Rabble Judges 
 
 Of all their fecret Piques and Grudges r 
 
 In which, whoever wins the Day, 
 
 The whole Profefiion's fure to pay. 
 
 Befides, no Mountebanks nor Cheats 
 
 Dare undertake to do their Feats; 
 
 When in all other Sciences, 
 
 They fwartn like Infects, and increafe : 
 
 For what Bigot durft ever draw, 
 
 By inward Light, a Deed in Law? 
 
 Cr could hold forth by Revelation, 
 
 An Anfwer to a Declaration ? 
 
 Forthofe that meddle with their Tools, 
 
 Will cut their Fingers,* if they're Fools. Hud. 
 
 I would not give, quoth Hudibrafs, 
 A Straw to underlland a Cafe, 
 Without the admirable Skill 
 To wind and manage it at will ; 
 To veer, and tack, and fleer a Caufe 
 Againft the Weather-gage of Laws, 
 And ring the Changes upon Cafes, 
 As plain as Nofes upon Faces ; 
 As you have well inltrucled me, 
 For which you've earn'd, here'tis, your Fee. Hud. 
 
 LEARN- 
 
Learning. Lethargy. Lethe. 7 
 
 LEARNING. 
 
 A little Learning is a dang'rous Thing; 
 Drink deep, or tafle not the Pierian Spring : 
 There fhallow Draughts intoxicate the Brain, 
 And drinking largely, fobers us again. Pope. 
 
 Learning, that Cobweb of the Brain : 
 A Trade of Knowledge as replete 
 As others are with Fraud and Cheat : 
 A Cheat that Scholars put upon 
 Other Men's Reafon and their own ; 
 -A Fort of Error to infconce 
 Abfurdity and Ignorance > 
 That renders all the Avenues 
 To Truth, impervious and abflrufe, 
 By making plain Things, in Debate, 
 By Art, perplex' d and intricate; 
 As if Rules were not in the Schools 
 DerivM from Truth, but Truth from Rules. 
 This pagan heathenifh Invention 
 Is good for nothing but Contention i 
 For as in Sword-ar.d-Buckler Fight 
 All Blows do on the Target light, 
 So when Men argue, the great'ft Part 
 OW Conteft falls on Terms of Art, 
 Until the fuftian Stuff be fpent. 
 And then they fall to th* Argument. 
 Books had fpoil'd him; 
 For all the LearnM areCowards by Profeffion.D/^.^VyV^tr, 
 
 LETHARGY. 
 
 A Sleep, dull as your laft, did you arreft, 
 And all the Magazines of Life poflefs'd m y 
 No more the Blood its circling Courfe did run, 
 . Bat in the Veins, like Ificles, it hung; 
 No more 'the Heart, now void of quickening Heat, 
 The tuneful March of vital Motion beat : 
 StirTnefs did into all the Sinews climb, 
 And amort Death crept cold thro' ev'ry Limb. Qldh. 
 
 LETHE. SeeHcII. 
 On the dark Banks where Lethe's lazy Deep 
 Does its black Stores and drowfy Treasures keep, (Blac. 
 Rolls his flow Flood, and rocks the nodding Waives r.ilecp ; 
 A 4 LEVI A 
 
S Leviathan. Liberty. 
 
 LEVIATHAN. See Creation* 
 So when Leviathans difpute the Reign, 
 And uncontroul'd Dominion of the Main, 
 From the rent Rocks whole Coral Groves are torn, 
 And Ifles of Sea- Weed on the Waves arc borne; 
 Such wat'ry Stores from their fpread Nollrils fly, 
 'Tis doubtful which is Sea, and which is Sky. Gar. 
 
 LIBERTY. See Brutus, Freedom. 
 O Liberty! thou Goddefs heav'nly-bright ! 
 Profufe of Blifs, and pregnant with Delight! 
 Eternal Pleafures in thy Prefence reign, 
 And fmiling Plenty leads thy wanton Train. 
 EaVd of her Load, Subjection grows more ligVr, 
 And Poverty looks chearful in thy Sight : 
 Thou mak'lt the gloomy Face of Nature gay, 
 Giv'il Beauty to the Sun, and Pleafure to the Day. Add. 
 
 ' Tis quick'ning Liberty that gives us Breath ; 
 Her Abience, more than that of Life, is Death. Bine. 
 
 The Love of Liberty with Life is given, (Arc. 
 
 And Life it fell's th' inferior Gift of Heav'n. Dryd.PaltS 
 
 O give me Liberty ; 
 For were ev'n Paradife it felf my Prifon, 
 Still I ihculd long to leap the cryftal Walls. Dryd. Don. Seb< 
 Quoth he, th' one Half of Man, his Mind, 
 
 Is Jut Juris, unconfin'd, 
 
 And cannot be laid by the Heels, 
 
 Whate'er the other Moiety feels. 
 
 'Tis not Restraint or Liberty, 
 
 That makes Men Priibners or fret} 
 
 But Perturbations that polfefs 
 
 The Mind, or Equanimities. 
 
 The whole World was not half fo wide 
 
 To Alexander, when he cry'd 
 
 Becaufe he had but one to fubdue; 
 
 As was a paultry narrow Tub to 
 
 Diogenes, who is not faid, 
 
 For ought that ever I could read, 
 
 To whine, put Finger i'th' Eye, or fob, 
 
 Becaufe he'ad ne'er another Tub. Hud. 
 
 LIFE. 
 
Life. 9 
 
 LIFE. 
 O Life! thou Nothing's younger Brother ; 
 Sj like, that one might tike one for the other ! 
 
 What's Some-body or No- bod \ ? 
 In all the Cobwebs of the Schoolmens Trade, 
 We no fuch nice Diftinftion woven fee, 
 
 As 'tis to be, or not to be. 
 Dream of a Shadow ! A Reflection made 
 From the falfe Glories of the gay reflected Bow, 
 
 Is a more folid Thing than thou. 
 Thou weak-built Ijlbmus ! which does proudly rife 
 
 Up betwixt two Eternities ; 
 
 Yet can'ft not Wave or Wind fuftain, 
 But, broken or o'erwhelm'd, the endlefs Ocean meets again. 
 From the maternal Tomb, 
 
 To the Grave's fruitful Womb,, 
 
 We call here Life; but Life's a Name 
 
 Which nothing here can truly claim, 
 This wretched Inn, where we fcarce Hay to bait, 
 
 We call our Dwelling-.place ; 
 
 We call one Step a Race. 
 We grow at Jaft by Cuftom to believe, . 
 
 That really we live;.. 
 Whilft all thefe Shadows, that for Things we take, (Cowl. 
 Are but the empty Dreams, which in Death's Sleep we make. 
 
 Life is not to be, bought ; with Heaps of Gold; 
 Not allyfys/V/s Pythian- Treafures hold 
 Can bribe the poor PofTefTion of a Day : 
 Loft Herds and Treafures we by Arms regain, 
 And Steeds uorivali'd on the dully Plain ; 
 Rut from our Lips the Vital Spirit fled, 
 Returns no more to wake the filcnt Dead. Po-c Horn. 
 
 When I confider Life, 'tis alia Cheat; . 
 Yet, fooPd with Hope, Men favour the Deceit : 
 Truft on, and think To-morrow will repay ; 
 To-morrow's faifer than the former Day ; .-. 
 Lyes more ; and while it lays we (bail be blefs'd 
 With fome new Joys, cuts oiT what we pofleiVd. 
 Strange Cozenage ! none would live pa It Years agiin, 
 Yet all hope Pieafure, in what yd remain; 
 And from the Dregs of L't'z, thi.ik to receive 
 What the fir ft fprigluly Runni *2 could not give. 
 
 A 5 r m 
 
io ' Life. 
 
 I'm tir'd with waiting for thy Chymick Gold, 
 
 Which fools us young, and beggars us when old. Dryd.Auren. 
 
 To labour is the Lot of Man below ; 
 And when Jove gave us Life he gave us Woe. Pope Horn. 
 For Life can never be iincerely blefs'd, ( Achit. 
 
 Heav'n punifhes the Bad, and proves the Yjzft.Drjd.Abfal.tf} 
 
 To morrow, To-morrow, and To-morrow, 
 Creep in a dealing Pace from Day to Day, 
 To the laft Minute of revolving Time ; 
 And all our Yefterdays have lighted Fools 
 To their eternal Homes. 
 Life's but a walking Shadow ; a poor Player, 
 That frets and itruts his Hour upon a Stage, 
 And then is heard no more. It is a Tale 
 Told by an Idiot, full of Sound and Fury, 
 Signifying nothing. Sbak.Macb. 
 
 Life is but Air, 
 That yields a Paffage to the whittling Sword, 
 And clo r es when 'tis gone Dryd Don.Seh 
 
 Nor love thy Life, nor hate ; but whilft thou liv'lt, 
 Live well ; how long or fhort permit to Heav'n. Milt. 
 
 They live too long, who Happinefs out-live : 
 For Life and De.uh are Things indifferent : 
 Hach to be chofe, as either brings content. Dry4.Ind.Emp. 
 
 5 Tis not for nothing that we Life purfue; 
 It pays our Hopes with fomething itill that's new : 
 Each Day's a Millrefs unenjoy'd before ; 
 Like Travellers we're pleas'd with feeing more. Dryd.Aumt. 
 
 Indulge, and to thy Genius freely give; 
 For not to live at Eafe is not to live : 
 Death ftalks behind thee, and each flying Hour 
 Does fome loofe remnant of thy Life devour. 
 live while thou liv'it, for Death will make us all 
 A Name, a Nothing but an Old-Wife's Tale, Dryd.Perf. 
 
 Short Bounds of Life are fet to mortal Man ; 
 * risVirtue'sW ork alone to ftretch the narrow Spzn.Dryd Virg* 
 
 Improperly we mcafure Life by Breath; 
 They do not truly live, who merit Death. Stepn.Jitv. 
 
 Gods! Life's your Gift; then feafon't withfuch Fate, 
 That what you meant a Blcfiing, prove no Weight. 
 Let me to the remoteil Part be whirl'd 
 Of this your Play-thing made m hafte, the World; 
 But grant me Quiet, Liberty and Peace; 
 % Day what's needful, and at Nigh: foft Eafe 5 
 
 The 
 
Liglk. 
 
 il 
 
 The Friend I truft in, and the She I love. 
 
 Then fix me, and if e'er I wifti remove, 
 
 Make me as great, that's wretched, as you can; 
 
 Set me in Pow'r, the wofull'ft State of Man, 
 
 To be by Fools mifled, to Knaves a Piey, 
 
 But make Life what I ask, or tak't away. Otw. 
 
 Learn to live well, that thou may 'ft die fo too : 
 To live and die, is all we have to do. Dcnb. 
 
 LIGHT. See CreatM 
 
 Firft-born of Chaos ! who fo fair didft come 
 
 From the old Negro's darkfome Womb ! 
 
 Which, when it faw the lovely Child, 
 The melancholy Mafs put on kind Looks, and fmil'd. 
 Thou Tide of Glory ! which no reft doft know ! 
 
 But ever ebb, and ever flow ! 
 Hail, active Nature's watchful Life and Health ! 
 
 Her Joy, her Ornament, and Wealth ! 
 
 Hail to thy Husband Heat and thee ! 
 Thou the World's beauteous Bride, the lufty Bridegroom he. 
 Say, from what golden Quivers of the Sky 
 
 Do all thy winged Arrows fly ? 
 
 Swiftnefs and Pow'r by Birth are thine, 
 From thy great Sire they came, thy Sire the Word Divine! 
 Swift as light Thoughts, their empty Career run ; 
 
 Thy Race is finifh'd when begun. 
 Thou, in the Moon's bright Chariot, proud and gay, 
 
 Daft thy bright Wood of Stars furvey; 
 
 And all the Year doll: with thee bring, 
 Of thoufand flow'ry Lights, thy own nocturnal Spring, 
 Thou, Seytbian-Yike, doft round thy Lands above, 
 
 The Sun's gilt Tent, for ever move ; 
 
 And ftiil, as thou in Pomp doft go, 
 The mining Pageants of the World attend thy Show. 
 Nor amidft all thofe Triumph's doft thou fcorn 
 
 The humble Glow-worm to adorn ,* 
 
 And with thofe living Spangles gi'd 
 (O Greatnefs without Pride .' ) the Burner of the Field. 
 Night, and her ugly Subjects thou doft fright, 
 
 And Sleepy the lazy Owl of Night ; 
 
 Afham'd and fearful to appear, 
 They skreen their horrid Shapes with the black Hemifphere j 
 With them there hailes, and wildly takes th' Alarm, 
 
 Of pair.ted Dreams a bufy Swarm. 
 
 AG At 
 
1 2 Light. 
 
 At the firft op'ning of the Eye, 
 The various Gutters break, the antick Atoms fly. 
 The guilty Serpents, and obfcener Beafts, 
 
 Creep confcious to their iecret Relts: 
 
 Nature to Thee does Rev'rence pay, 
 111 Omens and ill Sights remove out of thy Way. 
 At thv Appearance Grief it felf is faid 
 
 To make his Wings, and rowze his Head ; 
 
 Ana 1 cloudy Care has often took 
 A gentle beamy Smile, reflecled from thy Look. 
 At thy Appearance Fear it felf grows bold j 
 
 Thy Sun-fhine melts away his Cold: 
 Ev-'n Luft t the Matter of a harden'd Face, 
 
 Blaflies if thou be'ft in the Place ; 
 
 To Darknefs' Curtains he retires. 
 Jn fympathizing Night he rolls his fmoaky Fires. 
 When, Goddefs, thou lift'ft up thy waken'd Head | 
 
 Out of the Morning's Purple Bed, 
 
 Thy Choir of Birds about Thee Play, 
 And all the joyful World falutes the riling Day. 
 All the World's Brav'ry, that delights our Eyes, 
 
 Is but thy fev'ral Liveries. 
 
 Thou the rich Dye on them beflow'il ; 
 Thy nimble Pencil paints this Landskip as thou go'il. 
 A crimTon Garment in the Rofe thouweai'ft, 
 
 A Crown of ftudded Gold thou bear'ft. 
 
 The Virgin Lilies in their White, 
 Are clad but with the Lawn of alnioft naked Light. 
 The Violet, Springs little Infant, flanks 
 
 Girt in thy purple Swaddling-bands. 
 
 On the fair Tulip thou dolt doat, 
 Thou cloatrTft it with a gay and party-colour'd Coat. 
 But the vali Ocean of unbounded Day 
 
 In the Empyrean Heav'n does May; 
 
 Thy Rivers, Lakes, and Springs below, 
 From thence took firft theirRife, thither at hit mull flow. Cow/. 
 
 Hail holy Light I OlF-fpring of Heaven, Firft born, 
 Or of th 1 Eternal Co eternal Beam : 
 Bright Effluence of bright ElTence increate ! 
 Or hear'ft thou rather pure etherial Stream, 
 Whofe Fountain who (hall tell ? Before the Sun, 
 B-fore the Heav'ns, thou wert ; and at the Voice 
 Of God, as with a Mantle, didil inveft 
 The riling World of Waters dark and deep, 
 
 Won 
 
Ligi 
 
 13 
 
 Won from the void and formlefs Infinite : 
 Thee I revifit now with bolder Wing, 
 Efcap'd the Stygian Pool, tho' long detain'd 
 In that ob'cure Sojourn ; while in my Flight 
 Thro' utter, and thro' middle Darknefs borne, 
 With other Notes than to th' Orphean Lyre, 
 I fung of Chaos and eternal Night ; 
 Taught by the heav'nly Mufe to venture down 
 The dark Defcent, and up to re-afcend, 
 Tho' hard and rare: Thee I revifit fafe. ' 
 And feel thy fov'reign vital Lamp; but thou 
 Revifit' It not thefe Eyes, that roll in vain 
 To find thy piercing Ray, and find no Dawn : 
 So thick a Drop Serene has quench'd their Orbs, 
 Or dim Suffufion veil'd. Yet not the more 
 Ceafe I to wander where the Mufes haunt r 
 Clear Spring, or fhady Grove, or funny Hill; 
 Smit with the Love of facred Song: But chief 
 Thee, Sion, and the flowry Brooks beneath, 
 That wafh thy hallow'd Feet, and warbling flow, 
 Nightly I vifit: Nor fometimes forget 
 Thofe other Two, equal'd with me in Fate, 
 So were I equal'd with them in Renown, 
 Blind Tbamyris, and blind Msconides, 
 And Pbineas and Tirc/tas, Prophets old: 
 Then feed on Thoughts that voluntary move 
 Harmonious Numbers, as the wakeful Bird 
 Sings darkling, and in fhadieft Covert hid, 
 Tunes her noclurnal Note. Thus with the Year 
 Seafons return, but not to me returns 
 Day, or the fweet Approach of Ev'n and Morn, 
 Or Sight of vernal Bloom, or Summer's Rofe, 
 Or Flocks, or Herds, or human Face divine : 
 But Cloud inftead, and ever-during Dark 
 Surrounds me; from the chearful Ways of Man 
 Cut ofT, and for the Book of Knowledge fair 
 Prefentcd with a univerfal Blank 
 Of Nature's Works, to me expung'd and ras'd ; 
 And Wifdom at or.e Entrance quite fhutout: 
 So much the rather, thou Celcitial Light, 
 Slime inward, and the Mind thro' all her Pow'rs 
 Irradiate; there plant Eyes, all Mill from thence 
 Purge a:d difperfe, that I may fee and tell 
 Of Things invifible to mortal Sight, Wit. Spoken ofhl-nfelf. 
 
 L I G H T- 
 
14 Lightning. 
 
 LIGHTNING. See Great nefs, Necromancer, Sieknefs* 
 Singing, Storm, Thunder. 
 Quick Lightning flies when heavy Clouds rufli on, 
 And ftrike like Steel and Flint, or Stone and Stone : 
 For then fmall Sparks appear, and fcatter'd Light 
 Breaks fwiftly forth, and wakes the fleepy Night. 
 The Night, amaz'd, begins to hafte away, 
 As if thofe Fires were beams of coming Day. Cree.Luc. 
 
 As when fome dreadful Thunder-clap is nigh, 
 The winged Fire (boots fwiftly thro' the Sky, 
 Strikes and confumes ere fcarce it does appear, 
 And by the fudden 111, prevents the Fear. Dryd.Ind.Emp. 
 
 As when tempefluous Storms o'erfpread the Skies, 
 In whofe dark Bowels in-born Thunder lies ; 
 The wat'ry Vapours, numberlefs, confpire 
 To fmother and opprefs th' imprifon'd Fire; 
 Which, thus collected, gathers greater Force, 
 Breaks out in Flames, and with impetuous Courfe 
 From the Clouds gaping Womb in Lightning flies, 
 Fhfhing in ruddy Streaks along the Skies. JB/ac. 
 
 The difmal Lightnings all around, 
 Some flying thro' the Air, fome running on the Ground, 
 Some fwimming o'er the Water's Face, 
 FilFd with bright Horror ev'ry Place. Cow/. 
 
 As when, by Lightnings, Jove's ethen'al Pow'r 
 Foretels the rattling Hail, op weighty ShowV, 
 Or fends foft Snows to whiten all the Shore, 
 Or bids the brazen Throat of War to roar ; 
 By Fits one Flafh fucceeds as one expires, 
 And Heav'n flames thick with momentary Fires. Pope Horn. 
 
 The Clouds, 
 Juftling, or puuYd by Winds, rude in their Shock, 
 Tine the flant Lightning, whofe thwart Flame, driv'ndown, 
 Kindles the gummy Bark of Fir, or Pine. Milt. 
 
 As where the Lightning runs along the Ground, 
 No Husbandry can heal the blading Wound ; 
 Nor bladed Grafs, nor bearded Corn fucceed, 
 But Scales of Scurf and Putrefaction breed. Dryd. Hind. &Pant. 
 
 Like Lightning's fatal Flafh, 
 Which by deftrndlive Thunder is purfuM, 
 Blaiting thofe Fields on which it fhin'd before. PLccb.Vti/ent. 
 
 As when a pointed Flr.me of Lightning Mies, 
 With mighty Noife exploded from the Skies; 
 
 The 
 
Lion. 1 5 
 
 The ruddy Terror, with refiltlefs Strokes, 
 Invades the mountain Pines, and foreft Oaks ; 
 Wide Lanes acrofs the Woods, and ghaftly Tracks, 
 Where-e'er it goes, the fwift Deltrudtion makes. B?ac» 
 
 LION. See Creation, Enjoyment, Frozvn, Joy, 
 Paradife, Retreat, Revenge, Twilight. 
 
 So fome fell Lion, whom the Woods obey, 
 Roars thro 1 the Defart, and demands his Prey. Pope Hem. 
 
 Thus as a hungry Lion, who beholds 
 A gamefome Goat, that frisks about the Folds, 
 Or beamy Stag, that grazes on the Plain, 
 He runs, he roars, he makes his rifing Mane : 
 He grins, he opens wide his greedy Jaws ; 
 The Prey lies Panting underneath his Paws: 
 He fills his famifh'd Maw, his Mouth runs o'er 
 With unchew'dMorfels, while he churns the Gore. Dryd.Virg. 
 
 As when fome Huntfman, with a flying Spear, 
 From the blind Thicket wounds a ftate!y Deer, 
 Down his cleft Sides while frem the Blood diftils, 
 He bounds aloft, and feuds from Hills to Hills ; 
 'Till Life's warm Vapour ifluing thro* the Wound, 
 Wild mountain Wolves the fainting Beaft furround : 
 Juft as their Jaws his proflrate Limbs invade, 
 The Lion rulhes thro' the woodland Shade, 
 The Wolves, tho' hungry, fcour difpers'd away, 
 The lordly Savage vindicates his Prey. Pope Hem. 
 
 So, prefs'd with Hunger, from the Mountain's Brow, 
 Defcends a Lion on the Flocks below ; 
 So Stalks the lordly Savage o'er the Plain, 
 In fullcn Majefty and item Difdain : 
 In vain loud Maftiffs bay him from afar, 
 And Shepherds gaul him with an iron War; 
 Regardlefs, furious, he purfues his Way ; 
 He foams, he roars, he rends the panting Prey. Pope Horn. 
 
 The famim'd Lion thus, with Hunger bold, 
 O'er leaps the Fences of the nightly Fold, 
 And tears the peaceful Flocks : With filent Awe 
 Trembling they lie, and pant beneath his Paw. Dryd.Virg, 
 
 So when the gen'rous Lion has in Sight 
 His equal Match he rowzes for the Fight; 
 But when his Foe lies protlrate on the Plain, 
 He fheaths his Paws, uncurls his angry Mane; 
 
 And 
 
i6 
 
 ,ion. 
 
 And pleas'd with bloodlefs Honours of the Day. (Pan'h. 
 
 Walks over, and difdains th' inglorious Prey. Dryd.Hind.& 
 As on the fleecy Flocks, when Hunger calls, 
 
 Amidfl the Field a brindled Lion falls ; 
 
 If chance fome Shepherd with a diitant Dart, 
 
 The Savage wound, he rowzes at the Smart, 
 
 He foams, he roars ; the Shepherd daras not Stay, 
 
 But trembling leaves the featuring Flocks a Prey; 
 
 Heaps fall on Heaps, he bathes with Blood the Ground, 
 
 Then leaps victorious o'er the lofty Mound. Pope Horn. 
 
 As when the lordly Lion feeks his Food, 
 
 Where grazing Heifers range the lonely Wood, 
 
 He leaps amidfl: them with a furious Bound. (Ho?n. 
 
 Bends their flrong Necks, and tears them to the Ground. Pope. 
 So two young mountain Lions, nurs'd with Blood, 
 
 In deep Receffes of the gloomy Wood, 
 
 Rufh fearlefs to the Plain, and uncontrourd, 
 
 Depopulate the Stalls, and wafte the Fold ; 
 
 'Till, pierc'd at Diftance from their native Den, 
 
 O'er pow Vd, they fall beneath the Force of Men. Pope Hem. 
 As when the Swains the Lybian Lion chace, 
 
 He makes a four Retreat, nor mends his Pace; 
 
 But if the pointed Jav'lin pierce his Side, 
 
 The lordly Beaft returns with double Pride : 
 
 Ke wrenches out the Steel, he roars for Pain, 
 
 His Sides he lafhes, and erects his Mane. 
 His Eye-balls flafh with Fire, 
 
 Thro' his wide Noftrils Clouds of Smoke expire. Dryd.Virg. 
 Thus as a Lion, when he fpies from far 
 
 A Bull, that fecmsto meditate the War, 
 
 Bending his Neck, and fpurning back the Sand, 
 
 Runs roaring downward from his hilly Stand, 
 
 To rufn from high on his unequal Foe. Dryd. Virg. 
 
 Like a Lion, 
 Who long has reign'd the Terror of the Woods, 
 And dar'd theboldeil Huntfmen to the Combat ; 
 'Till caught at length within fome hidden Snare, 
 With foaming jaws he bites the Toils that hold him, 
 And roars, and rolls his fiery Eyes in vain: Jmb.Stepm. 
 
 While the furrounding Swains wound him at Pleafurc. Ru:ct\ 
 
 So joys a Lion, if the branching Deer, 
 Or mountain Goat, his bulky Prize, appear: 
 In vain the Youths oppole the MU&Hft bay ; 
 The lordly Savage rends the panting Prey, Pope Horn. 
 
 LOOK S 
 
Looks i or Mien. 17 
 
 LOOKS, or Mien. See Beauty, Eyes. 
 
 The King arofe with awful Grace ; (Pal. i$Arc. 
 
 Deep Thought was in his Breaft,andCounfel in his Face. Dryd. 
 
 Deep on his Front, engraven, 
 Deliberation fate, and publick Care, 
 And Princely Counfel in his Face yet fhone. Milt. 
 
 Big was he made, and tall; his Port was fierce; 
 Ere<ft his Countenance: Manly Majefty 
 Sate in his Front, and darted from his Eyes, 
 Commanding all he view'd. Dry J. Oedip. 
 
 His awful Prefence did the Croud furprize, 
 Nor durlt the rafh Spectators meet his Eyes, 
 Eyes that confefs'd him born to Kingly Sway, 
 So fierce they flafh'd intolerable Day. Dryd.Paltf Arc* 
 
 The Trojan Chief appesr'd in open Sight, 
 Augult in Village, and ferenely bright: 
 His Mother-God.lefs, with her Hands Divine, 
 Had form'd his curling Locks, and made his Temples ftiine i 
 Had giv'n his rolling Eyes a fparkling Grace, 
 And breathM a youthful Vigour on his Face ; 
 Like polifh'd Iv'ry, beauteous to beheld, 
 Or Parian Marble, when enchas'd in Gold. Dryd.Virg* 
 
 Amid the Prefs appears the beauteous Boy: 
 His lovely Face unarm'd ; his Head was bare J 
 In Ringlets, o'er his Shoulders, hung his Hair ; 
 His Forehead circled with a Diadem. 
 DiitinguiuYd from the Croud, he (nines, a Gem 
 Enchas'd in Geld ; or polifh'd Iv'ry, fet 
 Amidil the meaner Foil of fable Jet. Dryd.Firg. 
 
 Thro 1 his youthful Face 
 Wrath checks the Beauty, and fheds manly Grace; 
 Both in his Looks Co join'J, that they might move 
 Fe.ir ev'n in Friends, and from an En'my Love. 
 Hot as ripe Noon, fweet as the blooming Day. Co^l. 
 
 What's he, who, with contracted Brow, 
 Andfullen Port, glooms downwards with his Eyes ; 
 At once regardlefs of his Chains or Liberty ? 
 Ke fhuns my Kindnefs ; 
 
 And, with a haughty Mien, and ftern Civility, 
 Dumbly declines all Office : If he fpeak, 
 'Tis fcarce above a Word ; as he w 7 ere born 
 Alone to do, and did difdain to talk, (Bride. 
 
 At leaft to talk where he muft not command, Cong.M.um. 
 
 That 
 
1 8 Looks. Loud. Love. 
 
 That gloomy Outfide, like a rufty Cheft, 
 Contains the mining Treafure of a Soul 
 Refolv'd and brave. Dryd. Don. Sd. 
 
 He looks fecure of Death : Superior Greatnefs ; 
 Like Jove, when he made Fate, and faid, Thou art 
 The Slave of my Creation. 
 
 He looks, as Man was made, with Face ere&, 
 That fcorns his brittle Corps, and feems afham'd 
 He's not all Spirit : His Eyes, with a dumb Pride, 
 Accufing Fortune, that he fell not warm ; 
 Yet now difdains to live. Dry d. Don. Seb. 
 
 By his warlike Port, 
 His fierce Demeanor, and erected Love, 
 He's of no vulgar Note. Dryd. All for Love, 
 
 Methinks you breathe 
 Another Soul; your Looks are more divine; 
 You fpeak a Hero, and you move a God. Dryd. All for Love. 
 
 Care fate on his faded Cheek; but under Brows 
 Of dauntlefs Courage, and confid'rate Pride, 
 Waiting Revenge. Cruel his Eye, but call 
 Signs of Remorfe and Paffion. •+ Milt* 
 
 His grave Rebuke, 
 Severe in youthful Beauty, added Grace 
 Invincible. Milt. 
 
 LOUD. 
 
 Loud as the Roar encount'ring Armies yield, (Horn. 
 
 When fhouting Millions make the thund'ring Field. Ptye. 
 
 LOVE. See Abfcence, Enjoyment. 
 
 Love, the molt, gen'rous Paffion of the Mind, 
 The fofteft Refuge Innocence can find : 
 The fafc Director of unguided Youth, 
 Fraught with kind Wifties, and fecur'd by Truth : 
 The cordial Drop Heav'n in our Cup has thrown, 
 To make the naufeous Draught of Life go down t 
 On which one only Bleffing God might raifc, 
 In Lands of Atheilh, Subfidies of Praife ; 
 For none did e'er [a dull and flupid prove, 
 But felt a God, and blefs'd his Pow'r in Love. Koch. 
 
 Love rais'd his nob!e Thoughts to brave Achievements : 
 For Love's the Steel that ftrikes upon the Flint ; 
 Gives Coldneis Heat, exerts the hidden Flame, (LoveTrium. 
 Andfpreads the Spirkles round, to warm the World. Dryd. 
 
 Love, that does all that's noble here below. Dryd. Don. Seb. 
 
 For 
 
Love. 3 9 
 
 For Love's not always of a vicious kin3, 
 
 But oft to virtuous Acts inflames the Mind j 
 
 Awakes the fleepy Vigour of the Soul; 
 
 And, brufhing o'er, adds Motion to the Pool. 
 
 Love, ftudious how to pleafe, improves our Parts 
 
 With polifh'd Manners, and adorns with Arts. 
 
 Love rlrit. invented Verfe, and form'd the Rhyme, 
 
 The Motion meafur'd, harmoniz'd the Chime : 
 
 To lib'ral Arts enlarg'd the Narrow-fould, (& JpT:. 
 
 Soften'd the Fierce, and made the Coward bold. Dry J. Cym. 
 
 Ye niggard Gods ! you make our Lives too long ; 
 You fill them with Difeafes, Wants, and Woes; 
 And only dafh them with a little Love, 
 Sprinkled by Kits, and with a fparing Hand. Dryd.Amphlr, 
 
 Life without Love, is Load, and Time ftands null: 
 What we refufe to him, to Death we give ; (Bride. 
 
 And then, then only, when we love, we live. Cwg.Mourti. 
 
 Love's an heroick Paffion, which can find 
 No Room in any bafe degen'rate Mind ; 
 It kindles all the Soul with Honour's Fire, 
 To make the Lover worthy his Defire. Dryd.Cotiq.ofCriiih 
 
 Love is not Sin, but where 'tis iinful Love ; 
 Mine is a Flame fo holy and fo clear, 
 That the white Taper leaves no Soot behind, 
 No Smoak of Luft. Dryd. Don. Sel> 
 
 What art thou, Love, thou great myfterious Thing? 
 From what hid Stock does thy ftrange Nature fpring? 
 'Tis thou that mov'ft. the World thro' ev'ry Part, 
 And hold'it the vail Frame faft, that nothing ftart 
 From the dew Place and Office firft ordain'd : 
 By thee were all Things made, and are fuftain'd. Cozvl. 
 
 The Pow'r of Love, 
 In Earth, and Seas, and Air, and Heav'n above, 
 Rules, unrefifled, with an awful Nod; 
 By daily Miracles declar'd a God : 
 
 He blinds the Wife, gives Eye-fight to the Blind, (& Arc. 
 And moulds and ilamps a-new the Lover's Mind. Dryd. Pal. 
 
 No Law is made for Love : 
 Law is to Things which to free Choice relate; 
 Love is not in our Choice, but in our Fate. 
 Laws are but pofitive ; Love's Pow'r we fee 
 Is Nature's Sanclion, and her firit. Decree. 
 Each Day we break the Bond of human Law?, 
 For Love, and vindicate the common Caufe. 
 Laws for Defence of civil Right are ulac'd; Love 
 
1& Love. 
 
 Love throws the Fences down, and makes a general'- Wafte. 
 Maids, Widows, Wives, without Diftinclion, fall; [Pal & Are. 
 The fweeping Deluge, Love, comes on, and covers all. Dryd, 
 
 In Helf, and Earth, and Seas, and Henv'n above, 
 Love conquers all ; and we muft yield to Love. Dryd.Virg* 
 
 For Love the Senfe of Right and Wrong confounds : 
 Strong Love and proud Ambition have no Bounds. Dryd. 
 
 The Faults of Love, by Love are juflify'd : 
 With unrefifted Might the Monarch reigns, 
 He raifes Mountains, and he levels Plains. Dryd.Sig.tf? Guife* 
 
 Kings fight for Kingdoms, Madmen for Applaufe ; 
 But Love for Love alone, that crowns the Lover's Caufe. 
 
 {Dry J. Pal & Arc. 
 Love gives Efteem, and then he gives Defert ; 
 He eithsir finds Equality or makes it; 
 Like Death, he knows no Difference in Degrees, 
 Bin plains and levels all. Dryd.Mar.Alamodfr. 
 
 By Heav'n, I'll tell her boldly that 'tis {he : 
 Why would (he afham'd, or angry be, 
 
 To be belov'd by me ? 
 The Gods may give their Altars o'er ; . 
 They'll fmoak, butfeldom any more/ 
 If none but happy Men muft them adore. 
 The Lightening, which tall Oaks oppofe in vain, 
 To ftrike fometimes does not difdain 
 The humble Furzes of the Plain. 
 She being fo high and I fo low, 
 Uer Pow'r by this does greater fhovv, 
 Who, at fuch'Difhnce, gives fo fure a Blow. '--J 
 
 If there be Man who thinks himielf fo high,. 
 As to pretend' Equality, 
 He deferves her lefs than I ; 
 For he would cheat for his Relief; 
 And one would give, with lefier Grief, 
 T' an undeferving Beggar, than a Thief. Cowl, 
 
 I knew 'twas Madnefs to declare this Truth, 
 And yet 'twere Bafenefs to deny my Love. 
 'Tis true, my Hopes are vanifliing as Clouds, 
 Lighter than Children's Bubbles blown by Winds : 
 My Merit but the rafh Refult of Chance, 
 My Birth unequal: All the Stars againft me; 
 Pow'r, Promife, Choice, the Living and the Dead ; 
 Mankind my Foes, and only Love to friend me : 
 But fucha Love, kept at fuch awful Dillance, 
 
 A* 
 
As what it loudly dares to tell, a Rival 
 
 Shall fear to whifper there. Queens may be lov'd, 
 
 And fo may Gods; elfe why are Altars rais'd? 
 
 Why mines the Sun, but that he may be view'd? 
 
 But oh! when he's too bright, if then we gaze, (Span. Fry, 
 
 Tis but to weep, and clofe our Eyes in Darknefs. Dry'd. 
 
 Love various Minds does varioufly infpire; 
 He flirs in gentle Natures gentle Fire, 
 Like that of Incenfe on the Altars laid; 
 But raging Flames tcmpeftuous Souls invade: 
 A Fire which ev'ry windy Pafiion blows, (Tyr.Lore. 
 
 With Pride it mounts, and with Revenge it glows. Dryd, 
 
 So like the Chances are of Love and War, 
 That they alone in this diflinguifh'd are: 
 In Love the Victors from the Vanquifh'd fly ; 
 They fly that wound, and they puriue that die. Wall. 
 
 The Fate of Love is fuch, 
 That Hill it fees too little or too much. Dryd.Ind.Emp. 
 
 The Proverb holds, That to be wife, and love, 
 Is hardly granted to the Gods above. 
 A gen'ral Doom on allM ankind is palVd, 
 And all are Fools and Lovers firft or laft. 
 This both by others and my felf I know, 
 For I have ferv'd their Sovereign long ago ; 
 Oft have been caught within the winding Train *J 
 
 Of female Snares, and felt the Lover's Pain; \ 
 
 And learn'd how far the God can human Hearts con (train. (* 
 
 Dryd. Pal. & Arc. J 
 
 Love is the pleafant Frenzy of the Mind; 
 And frantick Men, in their mad Actions, mow 
 A Happinefs that none but Madmen know. Dryd. 
 
 Love is that Madnefs which all Lovers have ; 
 But yet 'tis fweet and pleafmg fo to rave : 
 I Lis an Enchantment where the Reafon's bound ; 
 But Paradife is in th* enchanted Ground ; 
 A Palace void of Envy, Cares, and Strife, 
 Where gentle Hours delude fo much of Life; 
 To take thofe Charms away, and fet me free, 
 Is but to fend me into Mifery ; 
 
 And Prudence, of whofe Care you fo much boafr, (Gran. 
 Reltores the Pains which that fweet Folly loft. Dryd.Conq. of 
 
 I have no Reafon left that can afiiit me, 
 And none would have. My Love's a noble Madnefs, 
 Which fljews the Caufe deferves it. Mod'rate Sorrow 
 
 Fits 
 
ii Love. 
 
 Fits vulgar Love, and for a vulgar Man ; 
 
 But I have lov'd with fuch tranfcendcnt Pafiion, 
 
 I foar'd at firft quite out of Reafon's View, 
 
 And now am loft above it. Dryd.All/or Love. 
 
 In Love what Ufe of Prudence can there be ? 
 More perfect I, and yet more pow'rful me f 
 One Look of hers my Refolution breaks ; 
 Reafon itfelf turns Folly when me fpeaks : 
 And, aw'd by her whom it was made to fway, {Inn. 
 
 Flatter's her Pow'r, and does its own betray. Dryd. State of 
 
 Does the mute Sacrifice upbraid the Prieft ? 
 He knows him not his Executioner. 
 Oh ! (he has deck'd his Ruin with her Love ; 
 Led him, in golden Bands, to gawdy Slaughter, 
 And made Perdition pleafing. Dr yd. All for Love. 
 
 Witnefs ye Pow'rs ! 
 How much I fuffer'd, and how much I ftrove : 
 But mighty Love, who Prudence d-^cs defpife, 
 For Reafon, fhew'd me Indamoras Eyes : 
 "What would you more? My Grime I fadly view, 
 Acknowledge, am alham'd, and yet purfue. Dryd.Auren. 
 
 For Love does human Policy defpife, 
 And laughs at all the Councils of the Wife. D' Av. Circe. 
 For Lovers Hearts are not their own Hearts, 
 Nor Lights, nor Lungs, and fo forth, downwards. Hud. 
 Why fo pale and wan, fond Lover ? 
 
 Prithee why fo pale ? 
 Will, when looking well can't *nove her, 
 
 Looking ill prevail ? 
 Why fo dull and mute, young Sinner ? 
 
 Prithee why fo mute ? 
 Will, when fpeaking well can't win her, 
 
 Saying nothing do't ? 
 Quit, quit for Shame, this will not move, 
 
 This cannot take her ; 
 If of herfelflhe will not love, 
 Nothing can make her: 
 
 The Devil take her. Suekl. 
 
 Tell rrre then the Reafon why 
 hove from Hearts in Love does fly ? 
 Why the Bird will build a Neil 
 Where he ne'er intends to reft ? 
 Love, like other little Boys, 
 Cries for Hearts, as they for Toys.; 
 
 Which, 
 
Love. 2 j. 
 
 Which, when gain'd in childifh Play, 
 Wantonly are thrown away. 
 Still on Wing, or on his Knees, 
 Love does nothing by degrees: 
 Bafely flying when moft priz'd ; 
 Meanly fawning when defpis'd ; 
 Flattering or iniulting ever, 
 Generous and grateful never : 
 All his Joys are fleeting Dreams, 
 All his Woes fevcre Extreams. Rccb> 
 
 Oh L ove how are thy precious fweeteil Minutes 
 Thus ever crofs'd, thus vex'd with Difappointments ! 
 Now Pride, now Ficklenefs, fantaftick Quarrels, 
 And fullen Coldnefs, gives us Pains by turns; 
 Malicious meddling Chance is ever bufy 
 To bring us Fear9, Difquiets, and Delays ; 
 And ev'n at laft, when, after all our waiting, 
 Eager we think to fnatch our dear-bought Blifs, 
 Ambition calls us to its fullen Cares ; 
 And Honour ftern, impatient of Neglect., 
 Commands us to forget our Eafe and Pleafures; 
 As if we had been made for nought but Toil, 
 And Love were not the Bus'nefs of our Lives. Rowe.TJIsJfi 
 
 Ah ! cruel Heav'n, that made no Cure for Love ! 
 Love has no Bounds in Pleafure or in Pain. 
 What prieftly Rites, alas ! what pious Art, 
 What Vows avail to cure a bleeding Heart? 
 A gentle Fire fhe feeds within her Veins, 
 Where the toft God fecure, in Silence reigns: 
 Sick with Defire, and feeking him fhe loves, 
 From Street to Street the raging Dido roves ; 
 So when the watchful Shepherd, from the Blind, 
 Wounds, with a random Shaft, the carelefs Hind, 
 Diflracled with her Pain, fhe flies the Woods, 
 Bounds o'er the Lawn, and feeks the filent Floods, 
 With fruitlefs Care; for flill the fatal Dart 
 Sticks in her Side, and rankles in her Heart. Dryd.Firg. 
 Anger, in hafty Words or Blows, 
 It felf difcharges on our Foes ; 
 And Sorrow too finds fome Relief 
 In Tears, which wait upon our Grief: 
 So ev*ry Paffion, but fokd Love, 
 Unto its own Redrefs does move : 
 But that alone the Wretch inclines 
 To what prevents his own Defigns; Makes 
 
24 Love. 
 
 Makes him lament, and figh, and weep, 
 Diforder'd, tremble, fawn, and creep; 
 Poftures which render him defpis'd, 
 Where he endeavours to be priz'd. Wall, 
 
 But I muft rowze my felf, and give a Stop 
 To all thofe Ills by headlong Paflion caus'd : 
 In Minds refolv'd, weak Love is put to Flight, 
 And only conquers when we dare not right : 
 But we indulge our Harms, and, while he gains 
 An Entrance, pleafe our felves into our Pains. {Dryd. Sec. Love. 
 
 Rowze to the Combat, 
 And thou art fure to conquer: Wars fhall reftore thee : 
 The Sound of Arms fnall wake thy martial Ardour, 
 And cure this am'rous Sicknefs of thy Soul, 
 Begot by Sloth, and nurs'd by too much Eafe. 
 The idle God of Love fupinely dreams 
 Amidit ingiorious Shades and purling Streams ; 
 In rofy Fetters and fantaflick Chains 
 He binds deluded Maids and fimple Swains: 
 With foft Enjoyments woos them to forget 
 The hardy Toils and Labours of the Great. 
 But if the warlike Trumpet's loud Alarms 
 To virtuous Acls excite, and manly Arms; 
 The coward Boy avows his abject Fear, 
 On filken Wings fublime he cuts the Air, 
 Scar'd at the noble Noife, and Thunder of the War. Rozve 
 
 Tamer/. 
 Away, thou feeble God, 
 I banifli thee my Bofom: Hence, I fay, 
 Be gone; or I will tear the Strings that hold thee, 
 And ftab thee in my Heart. The Wars come on : 
 By Heav'n I'll drown thy laughing Deity (thrid. 
 
 In Blood, and drive thee with my brandifh'd Sword. Lee Mi- 
 
 Ycsl I will (hake this Cupid from my Arms, 
 If all the Rages of the Earth can fright him ; 
 Drown him in the deep Bowl of Hercules', 
 Make the World drunk, and then, like JEqIus, 
 When he gave PalTage to the ftruggling Winds, 
 I'll ilick my Spear into the reeling Globe, 
 To let it blood ; fet Babylon in a Blaze, 
 And drive this God ofT lames with more confuming Fire. 
 
 ( Lee Alex. 
 
 Failing 
 
Falling in Love. 
 
 *o 
 
 falling /sLOVE. 
 I came, I faw, and was undone ! 
 Lightning did thro' my Bones and Marrow rusi 
 
 A pointed Pain piere'd deep my Heart \ 
 A fwiftcold Trembling feiz'd on ev'ry Part; 
 
 My head turn'd round, nor could it bear 
 
 The Poifon that was entcr'd there. Cowl 
 
 A Change lb fwift what Heart did ever feel r 
 It rufrVd upon me like a mighty Stream. 
 And bore me, in a Moment, far from Shore ! 
 I've lov'd my felf away in one fhort Hour ; 
 Already I am gone an Age of Paffion. 
 Was it his Youth, his Valour, or Su (reefs.* 
 Theie might, perhaps, be found in other Men; 
 'Twas that Refpecl, that awful Homage paid me, 
 That fearful Love which trembled in his Eyes, 
 And, with a filent Earthquake, (hook his Soul. 
 But, when he fpake; what tender Words he faid ! 
 So foftly, that, like Flakes of feather'd Snow, 
 They melted as they, fell. Drfd. Span. Fry. 
 
 Thus anxious Fears already feiz'd the Queen ; 
 She fed within her Veins a Flame unfeen ; 
 The Hero's Valour, Acts, and Birth, infpire. 
 Her Soul with Love, and fan the fecret Fire. 
 His Words, his Looks, imprinted in her Heart, 
 Improve the Pafhon, and increafe the fmart. Dryd. Virg, 
 
 His God-like Features, and his heav'nly View, 
 And all his Beauties, were expos'd to View ; 
 His naked Limbs the Nymph, with Rapture, fpies, ~> 
 While hotter Paifions in her Bofom rife, J> 
 
 Fium in her Cheeks, and Sparkle in her Eyes* j^ 
 
 She longs, (he burns to clalp him in her Armsj 
 And looks, and fighs, and kindles at his Charms. Add.Ovid, 
 
 I am not what I was, fince Yeflerday ; 
 My Food for fakes me, and my needful Reft: . 
 J pine, I languifh, love to be a'c-ne, 
 Think much, fpeak little, and, inipeaking, (igh; 
 When I fee Torrifmond, I am unquiet ; 
 And when I fee him not, I am in Pain. 
 They brought a Paper to me to be fign'd ; 
 Thinking on him, I quite forgot my Name, 
 And writ, for Leonora, Torrifmond. 
 I went to Bed, and, to my (elf, I thoueht 
 
 Vol. II. B That 
 
26 Falling in Love. 
 
 That I would think on Torrifmond no more ; 
 
 Then fhut my Eyes, but could not fhut out him. 
 
 I turned, and try'd each corner of my Bed, 
 
 To find if Sleep was there; but Sleep was loft : 
 
 Fev'rifh for want of Rett, I rofe, and walk'd, 
 
 And by the Moon-fhine to the Windows went ; 
 
 There, thinking to exclude him from my Thoughts, 
 
 I caft my Eyes upon the neighb'rir.g Fields, 
 
 And, ere I was aware, figh'd to my felf, 
 
 There fought my Torrifmond. Dr)d. Span, Fry. 
 
 I'm pleas'd and pain'd hnce firil her Eyes I faw, 
 As I were Hung with fome Tarantula : 
 Arms and the dufty Field I lefs admire, 
 And foften itrangely in fome new Defire ; 
 Honour burns in me not fo fiercely bright, 
 But pale, as Fires when mafter'd by the Light. 
 Ev'n while I fpeak and look, I change yet more, 
 And now am nothing that I was before. 
 I'm numb'd and fix'd, and fcarce my Eye-balls move ; 
 I fear it is the Lethargy of Love ! 
 'Tis he ! I feel him now in ev'ry Part ; 
 Like a new Lord he vaunts about my Heart ; 
 Surveys, in State, each Corner of my Breaft : 
 And now I'm all o'er Love ! Dryd. Cc?iq. of Gr/in. 
 
 He'ad got a Hurt 
 
 On th' Infide, of a deadly Sort, 
 
 By Cupid made, who took his Stand 
 
 Upon a Widow's Jointure- Land ; 
 
 Drew home his Bow, and, aiming right, 
 
 Let fly an Arrow at the Knight : 
 
 The Shaft againft a Rib did glance", 
 
 And gaul'd him in the Purtenance. Hud. 
 
 O Love! O curfed Boy ! 
 Where art thou that torment'ft me thus unfeen, 
 And rageft with thy Fires within my Breaft, 
 With idle Purpofe to inflame her Heart, 
 Which is as inaccemble and cold 
 As the proud Tops of thofe afpiring Hills, 
 Whofe Heads are wrapt in everlafting Snow, 
 Tho' the hot Sun roll o'er them ev'ry Day ; 
 And as his Beams, which only fhine above, 
 Scorch and confume in Regions round below ; 
 So Love, which throws fuch Brightnefs thro' her Eyes, 
 Leaves her cold Heart, and burns me at her Feet. 
 
 My 
 
Love and Old Age. 27 
 
 My Tyrant, but her flatt'ring Slave thou art, Vaknt. Rocb, 
 
 A Glory round her lovely Face, a Fire within my Heart? 
 
 That proud Dame, for whom his Soul 
 
 Was burnt in's Belly to a Coal, 
 
 Us'd him fo like a bafe Rafcallion, 
 
 That old Pyg- (what dy call him) malion. 
 
 That cut his Miitrefs out of Stone, 
 
 Had not fo hard a hearted one. Hud. 
 
 LOVEWOLD AGE. 
 
 Love, like a Shadow, while Youth mines, is mown; 
 Rut in Old Age's Darknefs there is none. How. D. ofLem. 
 
 Mine was an Age when Love might be excus'd ; 
 When kindly Warmth, and when my fpringing Youth 
 Made it a Debt to Nature: Yours in your declining Age; 
 When no more Heat was left but what you forc'd ; 
 When all the Sap was needful for the Trunk ; 
 When it went down, then you conftrain'd the Courfe, 
 And robb'd from Nature to fupply Deiire : 
 Oh ! 'tis mere Dotage in you. Dryd. All for Love*, 
 
 The Bloom of Beauty other Years demands, 
 Nor will be gather'd with fuch wither'd Hands : 
 You importune us with a falfe Deiire, 
 Which fparkles out, and makes no folid Fire. 
 This Impudence of Age, whence can it fpring? 
 All you expeft, and yet you nothing bring : 
 Eager to ask, when you are paft a Grant; 
 Nice in providing what you cannot want: 
 Have Confcience ; give not her you love this Pain ; 
 Solicit not your felf and her in vain ; 
 All other Debts may Compenfation rind, 
 But Love is ftricl:, and will be paid in Kind, Dryd. Aurcn, 
 
 You cannot love, nor Pleafure take nor give ; 
 But Life begin when 'tis too late to live : 
 On a tir'd Courfer you purfue Delight; 
 Let flip your Morning, and fet out at Night. Dryd. Auren, 
 
 PROTESTATIONS ? /LOVE. 
 
 Whiie on Septimius'' panting Breaft, ' 
 Meaning nothing lefs than Reft, 
 Acme lean'd her loving Head, 
 Thus the pleas'd Septimius faid: 
 My deareft Ac?ne ! If I be 
 Once alive, and love not thee, 
 
 B 2 With 
 
28 Love. 
 
 With a Pafiion far above 
 All that e'er was . called Love, 
 In a Lybian Defart may 
 I become fome Lion's Prey; 
 Let him,; Acme ! let him tear 
 My Bread, when Acine is not there. 
 Acme, inflam'd with what he faid, 
 Rear'd her gently-bending Head; 
 And her purple Mouth, with Joy, 
 Stretching' to th' delicious Boy, 
 Twee (and twice could fcarce fuffice) 
 ■ She kifs'd his drunken rolling Eyes : 
 My little Life ! my All! faid ihe, 
 So may we ever Servants be 
 To this beft God, and ne'er retain 
 Our hated Liberty again : 
 So may thy Pafiion laft for me, 
 As I a Pafiion have for thee ; 
 Greater and fiercer much than can 
 Be conceiv'd by thee, a Man. 
 Into my Marrow it is gone, 
 Fix'd and fettled in the Bone ; 
 It reigns not only in my Heart, 
 But runs, like Life, thro' ev'ry Part. CczvL Cat, 
 
 Madam, I do, as is my Duty, 
 Honour the Shadow of your Shoe-tie Hud. 
 
 For your Love does lie 
 As near and as nigh 
 Unto my Heart within, 
 As my Eye to my Nofe, 
 My Leg to my Hofe, 
 Or my Flefh unto my Skin. Sbak. Leer in. 
 My Love's fo violent, fo ftrong, fo fure, 
 As neither Age can change, nor Art can cure. Dryd.Virg. 
 
 All conftant Lovers mall, in future Ages 
 Approve their Truth by Troilus : When their Verfe, 
 Full of Proteft, and Oath, and big Compare, 
 Want Simile's; as Turtles to their Mates, 
 As true as flowing Tides are to the Moon, 
 Earth to the Centre, Iron to Adamant ; 
 At laft, when Truth is tir'd with Repetition, 
 As true as Troi/us mail crown the Verfe, 
 And ianttify the Numbers. 
 
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Love, 29 
 
 Prophet may you be ! 
 If I am falfe, or fwerve from Truth and Love; 
 When Time is old, and has forgot it felf 
 In all Things elfe, let it remember me ; 
 And, after all Comparifons of Falfhood, 
 To ftab the Heart of Perjury in Maids, 
 Let it be faid, as falfe as Creffidn. Sbak. c5Dryd.Tr0iI.Cref. 
 
 Go bid the Needle his dear North forfike, 
 To which, with trembling RevVence, it doth bend ; 
 Go bid the Scones a Journy upward make; 
 Go bid th' ambitious Flame no more afcend; 
 And when thefe falfe to their old Motions prove, 
 Then will I ceafe thee, thee alone, to love. Cowl. 
 
 Quoth he, to bid me not to love, 
 Is to forbid my Pulfe to move, 
 My Beard to grow, my Ears to prick up, 
 Or, when I'm in a Fit, to hiclcup : 
 Command me to pifs out the Moon, 
 And 'twill as eafily be done. Hud. 
 
 That I do love you, O all you Hoft of Heav'n, 
 Be witnefs ! That you are dear to me! 
 Dearer than Day to one whom Sight muft lea re, 
 Dearer than Life to one who fears to die ; 
 O thou bright Pow'r, be Judge, whom we adore ! 
 Be Witnefs of my Truth, be Witnefs of my Love. LeeMlth. 
 
 If all my Heart and Soul ben't thine, 
 May thy dear Body ne'er be mine. Cowl. 
 
 O my Monimia ! to my dea-r Soul thou'rt dear 
 As Honour to my Name ; dear as the Light 
 ToEyesbutjuftreftor'd, and heaPdof Blindnefs. Oiw.Orph. 
 
 O dearer than the vital Air I breathe ! Dryd. Virg. 
 
 ■ O me is dearer to my Soul, than Reft 
 To weary Pilgrims, or to Mifers Gold, 
 To Great Men Pow'r, or wealthy Cities Pride ! Otw. Orpb. 
 
 Dear as the vital Warmth that feeds my Life ; 
 Dear as thefe Eyes that weep,in Fondnefs,o'er thee. Otzv. Orpb. 
 
 Let me hafte to tell thee 
 What and how dear Monefes has been to me : 
 What has he not been ? All the Names of Love, 
 Brothers or Fathers, Husband, all are poor : 
 Monefes is my felf; in my fond Heart, 
 Ev'n in my vital Blood, he lives and reigns : 
 The laii dear Object of my parting Soul 
 Will be Monefes ; the lail Breath, that lingers 
 
 •■ B 3 i Within 
 
^o Love. 
 
 Within my panting Breaft, fhall figh Monefes. Rozue Tamer/. 
 
 Perdition catch my Soul, but I do love thee ; 
 And when I love thee not, Chaos is come again. Sbak.OtbeL 
 
 My Love's fo true, 
 That I can neither hide it where it is, 
 Nor £hew it where 'tis not. Dryd. All for Love. 
 
 Quoth he, My Faith, as Adamantine, 
 
 As Chains of Deftiny, I'll maintain ; 
 
 True as Apollo ever fpoke, 
 
 Or Oracle from Heart of Oak. 
 
 Then mine upon me but benignly, 
 
 With that one and that other Pig's-neye ; 
 
 The Sun and Day fhall fooner part, 
 
 Tkan Love or you fhake off my Heart. Hud. 
 How I have lov'd, 
 Witnefs ye Days, and Nights, and all your Hours, 
 That danc'd away with Down upon your Feet, 
 As all your Bus'nefs were to count my Paflion. 
 One Day pafs'd by, and nothing faw but Love; 
 Another came, and flill 'twas only Love : 
 The Suns were wearied out with looking on, 
 And I untir'd with loving. 
 I law you ev'ry Day, and all the Day ; 
 And ev'ry Day was ilill but as the flrit, 
 So eager was I ftill to fee you more. Dryd. AH for Loin. 
 
 'Tis fhe, (he only, that can make me bleft j 
 Empire and Wealth, and all Ihe brings befidc ; 
 Are but the Train and Trappings of her Love. Dry. Span. Fry, 
 
 Oh fhe's all Softnefs ! 
 All melting mild, and calm as a rock'd Infant; 
 Nor can you wake her into Cries : By Heav'n, 
 She is the Child of Love,and fhe was born in Smiles. Lee. Alex. 
 
 And is it giv'n me thus to touch thy Hand, 
 And fold thy Body in my longing Arms ; 
 To gaze upon thine Eyes, my happier Stars ; 
 To taite thy Lips, and thy dear balmy Breath ? 
 While ev'ry Sigh comes forth fo fraught with Sweets, 
 'Tis Incenfe to be offer' d to a God. Lee Alex. 
 
 The vernal Bloom and Fragrancy of Spices, 
 Wafted by gentle Winds, are not like thee. 
 From thee, as from the Cyprian Queen of Love, 
 Ambrofial Odours flow : My ev'ry Faculty (Stepm. 
 
 Ischarm'dby thee, and drinks immortal Pieafure. RoweAmb. 
 
 By Heav'n, my Edith, 
 Thy Mother fed on Rofes when.lhe bred thee ! The 
 
Love, 3 1 
 
 The Sweetnefs of tk' Arabian Wind Hill blowing 
 
 Upon the Treafures of Perfumes and Spices, 
 
 In all their Pride and Pleafures call thee Miftrefs. Beau. Rolh. 
 
 Sweet as the rofy Morn (he breaks upon me ; 
 And Sorrow, like the Night's unwholefome Shade, 
 Gives way before the golden Dawn me brings. Rozue 'Tamed. 
 
 Not the Spring's Mouth, nor Breath of Jeilamin, 
 Nor Vi'lets. Infant-fweets, nor op'ning Buds, 
 Are half fo fweet as Alexander**, Breaft! 
 From ev'ry Pore of him a Perfume falls; 
 He kiffes fofter than a fouthern Wind, 
 Curls like a Vine, and touches like a God ! 
 Then he will talk! good Gods! how he will talk! 
 Ev'n when the Joy he figh'd for is poflefs'd. 
 Ev'n then he fpeaks fuch Words, and looks fuch Things, 
 Vows with fo much Paffion, fwears with fo much Grace, 
 That 'tis a Kind of Heav'n to be deluded by him. 
 If I but mention him, the Tears will Fall 5 
 Sure there is not a Letter in his Name, 
 But is a Charm to melt a Woman's Eyes. Let Alex. 
 
 My Lord, my Love, my Refuge, 
 Happy my Eyes when they behold thy Face ! 
 My heavy Heart will leave its doleful Beating 
 At Sight of thee, and bound with fprightful joy. Otw.Ven.Pref. 
 
 Does fhe not come like Wifdom, or good Fortune, 
 Replete with Bleffings, giving Wealth and Honour? 
 The Dowry which (he brings is Peace and Pleafure ; 
 And everlafung Joy is in her Arms. R^we Fair Pen. 
 
 Oh, (he's the Pride and Glory of the World ! 
 Without her all the reft is worthlefs Drofs ; 
 Life a bale Slav'ry ; Empire but a Mock ; 
 And Love, the Soul of all, a bitter Curfe. Roch.Vaknt* 
 
 H Love be Treafure, we'll be wondrous rich : 
 I have fo much, my Heart will furely break with't : 
 Vows can't exprefs it. When I would declare 
 How great's my Joy, I'm dumb with the big Thought; 
 I fwell, and figh, and labour wich my Longing. 
 O lead me to fome Defart wide and wild, 
 Barren as our Misfortunes, where my Soul 
 May have its Vent ! where I may tell aloud, 
 To the high Heav'ns and ev'ry liiVning Planet, 
 With what a boundlefs Stock my Bofom's fraught ; 
 Where I may throw my eager Arms about thee, 
 
 B 4 Give 
 
3*' Love, 
 
 Give loofe to Love with KifTes, kindling Joy, 
 
 And let off all the Fire that's in my Heart. Otw- Ven. Pre/. 
 
 'Tis now that I begin to live again, 
 Since I behold my Aurengzebe appear! 
 His Name alone afforded me Relief; 
 Repeated as a Charm to eafe my Grief. 
 I that lov'd Name did as fome God invoke, 
 And printed Kiffes on it as I fpoke. Dryd. Aurett. 
 
 Lavinia! Oh there's Mufick in the Name, 
 That foft'ning me to Infant-Tendernefa, (Mar. 
 
 Makes my Heart fpring like the firft Leaps of Life. Otw. Cat, 
 
 Oh Pierre ! wert thou but fhe ! j 
 How could I pull thee down into my Heart, 
 Gaze on thee 'till my Eye-firings crack'd with Love, 
 'Till all my Sinews, with its Fire extended, 
 Fix'd me upon the Rack of ardent Longing; 
 Then fwelling, fighing, raging to be blefs'd, 
 Come, like a panting Turtle, to my Breaft. Otzv.Fen.Pre/. 
 
 Hold off, and let me run into his Arms ! 
 MyDeareft! my All-Love! my Lord! my King! 
 Thou malt not die, if that the Soul and Body 
 Of thy Statlra can reftore thy Life! 
 Give me thy wonted Kindnefs ! bend me, break me 
 With thy Embraces. Lee. Alex, 
 
 Love mounts and rolls about ray ftormy Mind, 
 Like Fire that's borne by a tempeftuous Wind; 
 Oh! I could ilifle you with eager Hafte, 
 Devour your Kiffes with my hungry Tafte, 
 Rufh on you, eat you, wander o'er each Part, • 
 Raving with Pleafure, fnatch you to my Heart; 
 Then hold you off and gaze! then with new Rage 
 Invade you, 'till my coni'cious Limbs prefage 
 Torrents of Joy, which all their Banks o'erflow ; 
 So loft, fo blefs'd as I but then could know ! Dryd. Aurenjr. 
 
 The God of Love empties his golden Quiver. 
 Shoots ev'ry Grain of her into my Heart 1 
 She is all mine ! by Heav'n ! I feel her here, 
 Panting and warm 1 the Deareft ! Oh Statira ! 
 
 Semandra (hall be mine ! ev'n all Semandra ! 
 The Thought is Ecftacy ! Thefe Arms mall hold her. 
 Faft to my throbbing Breaft, thefe ravifh'd Eyes 
 Gaze 'till they're blind with looking on her Blufhes! , 
 Thefe flifling Lips fnall {mother all her Smiles, 
 
 And 
 
Love. 33 
 
 And follow her with fuch purfuit of Rifles, (thrid. 
 
 That ev'n our Souls (hall lofe themfelvcs in Pleaiures. Lee Mi- 
 
 Who fhould be lov'd but you ? 
 So lov'd, that ev'n my Crown and felf are vile 
 When you are by. 
 
 Come to my Arms, and be thy Harry's Angel ; (cfGuife., 
 Shine thro' my Cares, and make my Crown fit eafy. Lee Duke 
 
 Give, ye Gods, give to your Boy, your Cajar, 
 This Rattle of a Globe to play withal, 
 This guegaw World, and put him cheaply off; 
 I'll not be pleas'd with lefs than Cleopatra. Dryd.AllforLove. 
 
 Gallop apace, ye firy-footed Steeds, 
 Tow'rds Phetbui' Lodging ; fuch a Charioteer 
 As Phaeton would laih you to the Weft, 
 And bring in cloudy Night immediately. 
 Spread thy clofe Curtains, Love- performing Night, 
 Thou fober-fuited Matron, all in Black, 
 That jealous Eyes may wink, and Romeo 
 Leap to thefe Arms untalk'd of and unfeen. 
 Oh ! give me Romeo, and when he fhall die, 
 Take him, and cut him out in little Stars ; 
 And he will make the Face of Heav'n fo fine, 
 That all the World will be in Love with Night 
 And pay no Worfhip to the gawdy Sun. Sbak.Rom. & Jul. 
 
 But oh ! there wants to crown my Happinefs 
 Life of my Empire, Treafure of my Soul, 
 Guide of my Days, and Goddefs of my Nights! 
 My dear Statira ! Oh that heav'nly Beam ! 
 Warmth of my Brain, and Fire of my Heart ! 
 Had me but mot to fee me, had me met me, 
 By this time I had been among the Gods; 
 If any Ecftacy can make a Height, 
 Or any Rapture hurl us to the Heav'ns. (Lee A J ex. 
 
 Oh ! thou'rt my Soul it felf, Wealth, Friendship, Honour ! 
 All prefent Joys, and Earnell of all future, 
 Are fumm'd in thee ! Methinks when in thy Arms 
 Thus leaning on thy Breaft, one Minute's more 
 Tiian a long thoufand Years of vulgar Hours. Otzo.Ve?:.Pi\"j. 
 
 She reigns more fully in; my Soul than ever ; 
 She garriibns my Breaft, and mans againft me 
 Ev'n my own rebel Thoughts with thoufand Graces, 
 Ten thoufand Charms, andnew-difcover'd Beauties: 
 Oh ! hadft thou feen her when fhe lately blefs'd me, 
 What Tears, what Looks, what Languifliings lhe darted ! 
 B 5 Live 
 
34 Love. 
 
 Love bath'd himfelf in the diitilling Balm ; 
 
 And oh ! the fubtile God has made his Entrance 
 
 Quite thro' my Heart ! He fhouts and triumphs there, 
 
 And all his Cry is Death or Be II amir a I 
 
 Oh Expectation burns me f Heart! how (he inflames me ! 
 
 Let's talk no more of War! for now my Theme'sall Love ! 
 
 The War, like Winter, vanifhes ; 'tis gone, 
 
 And Bellamira, with eternal Spring, 
 
 Drefs'd in blue Heav'ns, and breathing vernal Sweets, 
 
 Drops, like a Cherubim, in Spoils before me. 
 
 Thus to a glorious Coaft, thro' Tempefts huiTd, 
 
 We fail, like him who fought the Indian World : 
 
 Tis more, 'tis Paradife I go to prove, 
 
 And Btllamira, is the Land of Love ! 
 
 I have her in my View, and hark, fhe talks; 
 
 And fee, about, like the firft Maid, fhe walks; 
 
 Fair as the Day, when firit the World began, 
 
 And I am doom'd to be the happy Man! Lee C&f. Borg. 
 
 The God of Love once more has fhot his Fires 
 Into my Soul, and my whole Heart receives him : 
 Almeyria now returns with all her Charms : 
 I fed her as fhe glides along my Veins, 
 And dances in my Blood. So when Mabomst 
 Had long been hamm'ring, in his lonely Cell, 
 Some dull, infipid, tedious Paradife, 
 A brisk Arabian Girl came tripping by, 
 Palling, fhe call at him a fide-long Glance, 
 And look'd behind in Hopes to be purfued ; 
 He took the Hint, embrae'd the flying Fair, 
 And having found his Heav'n, he fix'd it there. Drjd.Don.Selh 
 
 O the killing Joy ! 
 O Ecftacy ! my Heart will burft my Breaft, 
 To leap into thy Bofom ! But, by Heav'n, 
 This Night I will revenge me of thy Beauties, 
 For the dear Rack I have this Day endur'd ! 
 For all the Sighs and Tears that I have fpent, 
 X'll have fo many thoufand burning Loves ; 
 So fwill thy Lips, fo fill me with thy Sweetnefs, 
 Thou fhalt not fleep, nor clofe thy wand'ring Eyes ; 
 The fmiling Hours fhall all be lov'd away, 
 We'll furfeit all the Night, and languifh all the Day. Lee Alex. 
 
 Where am I ? Surely Paradife is round me; 
 Sweets, planted by the Hand of Heav'n, grow here, 
 And qv'tv Senfe is full of thy Perfection. ! 
 
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Love. 35 
 
 To hear thee fpeak might calm a Madman's Frenzy, 
 
 Till by Attention he forgot his Sorrows : 
 
 But to behold thy Eyes, th' amazing Beauties, 
 
 Wou'd make him rage again with Love, as I do: 
 
 To touch thee's Heav'n, but to enjoy thee, Oh ! 
 
 Thou Nature's whole Perfection in one Piece ! 
 
 Sure, framing thee, Heav'n took unufual Care, "^ 
 
 As its own Beauty it defign'd thee fair, > 
 
 And form'd thee by the beft-lov'd Angel there. Otw. Orpb. J 
 
 Who can behold fuch Beauty and be filent? 
 Defire firft taught us Words : Man, when created, 
 At firft, alone, long wander' d up and down, 
 Forlorn and filent as his VafTal Beafts : 
 But when a Heav'n-born Maid like you appear'd, 
 Strange Paffion fill'd his Eyes, and fir'd his Heart. 
 Unloos'd his Tongue, and his firft Talk was Love. Otw.Orph. 
 
 Love in your funny Eyes does basking play; 
 Love walks the pleafant Mazes of your Hair; 
 Love does on both your Lips for ever ftray, 
 And fows and reaps a thoufand Kiffes there. Cowl. 
 
 The Sun fhall now no more difpence 
 His own, but your bright Influence : 
 I'll carve your Name on Barks of Trees, 
 With True-love Knots and Flourishes, 
 That fhall infufe eternal Spring, 
 And everlafting Flourifliing : 
 Drink ev'ry Letter on't in Stum, 
 And make it brisk Champaign become : 
 Where e'er you tread, your Foot fhall fet 
 The Primrofe and the Violet : 
 All Spices, Perfumes, and fweet Powder?, 
 Shall borrow from your Breath their Odours. 
 Nature her Charter fhall renew, 
 And take all Lives of Things from you : 
 The World depend upon your Eye, 
 And when you frown upon it, die: 
 Only our Loves fhall ftill furvive, 
 New Worlds and Natures to out-live : 
 And, like to Heralds Moons, remain 
 All Crefcent, without Change or Wane. Hud. 
 
 Hold, hold, quoth fhe, no more of this ; 
 Sir Knight, you take your Aim amifs ; 
 For you will find it a hard Chapter, 
 To catch me with poetick P.apture: 
 
 B6 j, 
 
3 6 Love. Loyally. 
 
 In which your Mattery of Art 
 
 Daes (hew it felf, and not your Heart : 
 
 Nor will you raife, in mine, Combuftion, 
 
 By Dint of high heroick Fuftian. 
 
 She that with Poetry is won, 
 
 Js 'but a Desk to write upon : 
 
 And what Men fay of her, they mean 
 
 No more than that on which they lean. 
 
 Some with Arabian Spices drive 
 
 1" embalm her cruelly alive. 
 
 Her Mouth compar'd t'an Oyfter's, with 
 
 A Row of Pearls hVt, 'Head of Teeth ; 
 
 Others make Pofies of her Cheeks, 
 
 Where red and whiteft Colours mix : 
 
 In which the Lilly and the Rofe, 
 
 For Indian Lake and Cerufe goes. 
 
 The Sun and Moon, by her bright Eyes 
 
 Eclips'd and darken 1 d in the Skies, 
 
 Are but black Patches which fhe wears, 
 
 Cut into Suns, and Moons, and Stars: 
 
 By which Aflrologers, as well 
 
 As thofe in Heav'n above, can tell 
 
 What Ilrange Events they do foremow 
 
 Unto her Under- World below. 
 
 Her Voiee the Mufick of the Spheres, 
 
 So loud, it deafens mortal Ears, 
 
 As wife Philofophers have thought, 
 
 And that's the Caufe we hear. ft not. 
 
 This has been done by fome, who thole 
 
 Th'ador'd in Rhyme, would kick in Profe; 
 
 And in thofe Garters would have hung, 
 
 Of which melodiouily they fung. Had,. 
 
 LOYALTY, See Stt&jtfi. 
 
 For Loyalty is ftill the fame, 
 Whether it win or lofe the Game ; 
 True as the l)ial to the Sun, 
 j Altho' it be not fhin'd upon. H*/« 
 
 But True and Faithful's fure to lofe, 
 Which way foever the Game goes ; 
 And whether Parties lofe or win, 
 Is always nick'd, or elfe hedg'd in : 
 While Pow'r ufurp'd, like flora Delight 
 Is more bewitching than the right; 
 
 And 
 
Loyally. Lifft. Lite. ^ 
 
 And when the Time;, begin to alter, 
 None rife To high as from' the Halter. Hud. 
 
 The Faith of molt with Fortune does decline ;. 
 Duty's but Fear, and Conference but Defign. Hoiu. 
 
 Let Fools the Name of Loyalty divide ; | (Cleop. 
 
 Wife Men and Gods are on the ftrongeft Side. Sedl. MnU& 
 For whom (hould we efteem above 
 The Men whom Gods do lover Cow/. 
 
 The Laws of Friendfhip we our felves create, 
 And 'tis but fimple Villany to break them : 
 But Faith to Princes broke is Sacrilege, 
 An Injury to the God ; and that loll Wretch, 
 Whofe Breail is poiibn'd.with Go vile a Purpofe, 
 Tears Thunder down from Heav'n on his own Head, 
 And leaves a Curfe to his Poiterity. Rocb. VaUnt. 
 
 LUST. 
 
 As Virtue never will be mov'd, 
 Tho' Lewdnefs court it in a Shape of Heav'n : 
 So Lull, tho' to a radiant Angel join'd, 
 Will feat it felf in a celeftial Bed, 
 And prey on Garbage, Shak. Ham/. 
 
 ¥0 a Lady p/aying on the LUTE. 
 
 The trembling Strings about her Fingers crowd, 
 And tell their Joy for every Kifs aloud: 
 Small Force there needs to make them tremble fo ; 
 Touch'd by that Hand, who would not tremble too ? 
 Here Love takes Stand, and while Ihe charms the Ear, 
 Empties his Quiver on the lift'ning Deer :. 
 Mufick fo foftens and difarms the Mind, 
 That not one Arrow does Reiiftance find : 
 Thus the fair Tyrant celebrates the Prize, 
 And acts her felf the Triumph of her Eyes. 
 So Nero once, with Harp in Hand, furvey'd 
 His flaming Rome, and as that burn'd he play'd. Wall. 
 
 To burning Rome when frantick Nero play'd, 
 Had he but heard thy Lute, hefoon had found 
 His Rage eluded, and his Crime atton'd : 
 Thine, like Ampblons Hand, had rais'd the Stone, 
 And from Deitru&ion call'd a fairer Town : 
 Malice to Mufick had been fore'd to .yield, 
 Nor could he burn fg fait as thou could'it build, P/.';r. 
 
 LYRE. 
 
3 8 Lyre. Mad, 
 
 LYRE. 
 
 Awake, awake, my Lyre ! 
 And tell thy filent Mailer's humble Tale, 
 
 In Sounds that may prevail ; 
 Sounds that gentle Thoughss infpire : 
 
 Tho' fo exalted fhe, 
 
 And I fo lowly be, 
 Tell her fuch different Notes make all thy Harmony. 
 
 Hark ! how the Strings awake, 
 And, tho' the moving Hand approach not near, 
 
 Themfelves with awful Fear 
 
 A kind of num'rous Trembling make : 
 
 Now att thy Forces try, 
 
 Now all thy Charms apply ; 
 Revenge upon her Ear the Conquefls of her Eye. 
 
 Weak Lyre, thy Virtue (are 
 Is ufelefs here, fince thou art only found 
 
 To cure, but not to wound ; 
 And (he to wound, but not to cure 
 
 Too weak too wilt thou prove 
 
 My Pafiion to remove : 
 Phyfick to other Ills, thouVt Nourifhment to Love. 
 
 Sleep, deep again, my Lyre ! 
 For thou canfl never tell my humble Tale 
 
 In Sounds that will prevail, 
 
 Nor gentle Thoughts in her infpire : 
 
 All thy vain Mirth lay by, 
 . Bid thy Strings filent lie, 
 Sleep, deep again, my Lyre, and let thy Mafler die. Cozol. 
 
 MA D. 
 
 Now fee that noble and moil fov'reign Reafon, 
 Like fweet Bells, jangled out of Tune and harih ; 
 Mad as the Seas and Winds, when both contend 
 Which is the mightier. 
 
 She hems, ar.d beats her Bread, 
 Spurns envioufly at Straws ; fpeaks Things in Doubt, 
 That carry but half Senfe : 
 Yet her unftiap'd Ufe of Speech does move 
 The Hearers to Collection ; They aim at it, 
 And their Words up-fit to their own Thoughts; 
 Which as her Winks and Nods, and Geilures yield them. 
 
 Indeed 
 
Mad. 39 
 
 Indeed would make one think there would be Thoughts; 
 Tho' nothing fuit, yet much, unhappily. Sbak. Haml. 
 
 Behold her lying in her Ceil ; 
 Her unregarded Locks 
 Matted like Furies TrefTes ; her poor Limbs 
 Chain'd to the Ground; and ' (lead of thofe Delights, 
 Which happy Lovers tafte, her Keeper's Stripes, 
 A Bed of Straw, and a coarfe wooden Dim 
 ! Of wretched Suftenance. O'.zo.Orph. 
 
 Oblerve the Gallantry'of her Diilraclion : 
 Hark how fhe mouths the Heav'ns, and mates the Gods: 
 Her blazing Eyes darting the wand'ring Stars, 
 While with her thund'ring Voice fhe threatens high, 
 And ev'ry Accent twangs with fmarting Sorrow. Lee Qedip. 
 
 He raves : His Words are looie 
 As Heaps of Sand, and featuring wide from Senfe. 
 So high he's mounted in his airy Throne, 
 That now the Wind is got into his Head, 
 And turns his Brains to Frenzy. Dryd. Span. Fry. 
 
 Wild 
 As a robb'd Tigrefs bounding o'er the Woods. Lee Oedip. 
 
 Wild as Wmds, 
 Thatfweep the Defarts of our moving Plains. Dryd. Den. Seb. 
 
 There is a Pleafure fure in being mad, 
 Which none but Madmen know. Dryd. Span. Fry. 
 
 Madmen ought not to be mad, 
 But who can help their Frenzy ? Dryd. Span, Fry. 
 
 A Woman ! If you love my Peace of Mind, 
 Name not a Woman to me: But to think 
 Of Woman were enough to taint my Brains 
 'Till they ferment to Madnefs. A Woman is the Thing 
 I would forget, and blot from my Remembrance. Otzo.Qrpb. 
 
 To my charm'd Ears no more of Woman tell ; 
 Name not a Woman, and I (hall be well : 
 Like a poor Lunatick that makes his Moan, 
 And for a while beguiles his Lookers on ; 
 He reafons well, his Eyes their Wildnefs lofe, 
 He vows the Keepers his wrong'd Senfe abufc : 
 But if you hit the Caufe that hurt his Brain, O 
 
 Then his Teeth gnafh, he foams, he (hakes his Chain, > 
 His Eye-balls roll, and he is mad again. Lee CceJ. Borg. 3 
 
 Tm* 
 
40 Man. 
 
 Tom ■<*■ Bedlam. 
 I have bethought my felf 
 To take the bafeft and the pooreft Shape, 
 That ever Penury in contempt of Man, 
 Brought near to Beait. My Face Til grime with Filth, 
 Blanket my Loins, put all my Hair in Knots; 
 And with prefented Nackednefs out-face 
 The Winds and Perfections of the Sky. 
 The Country gives me Proof and Precedent 
 Of Bedlam Beggars, who with roaring Voices 
 Strike into their numb'd and mortify \i Arms 
 Pins, wooden Pricks, Nails, Sprigs of Rofemary ; 
 And with this horrible Object from low Farms, 
 Poor pelting Villages, Sheep-cotes, and Mills, 
 Sometimes with lunatick Bans, fometimes with Pray'rs, 
 Inforce their Charity. Sbak. K. Lear. 
 
 MAN. See Babe, Creation, Pbilofopby. 
 
 Like Leaves on Trees. the Race of Man is found, 
 Now green in Youth, now with'ring on the Ground : 
 Another Race the foll'wing Spring fupplies ; 
 They fall fucceflive and fucceflive rhe : 
 So Generations in their Courfe decay ; 
 So flouriih thefe when thofe are pait away. Pope. 
 
 Time was when we were fow'd, and-juft began 
 From fome few fruitful Drops, the Promife of a Man : 
 Then Nature's Hand (fermented as it was) 
 Moulded to fliape the foft coagulated Mafs ; 
 And when the little Man was fully form'd, 
 The breathlefs Embryo with a Spirit warm'd : 
 But when the Mother's Throes begin to come, 
 The Creature, pent within the Narrow Room, 
 Breaks bis blind Prifon, pufhing to repair 
 His fiified Breath, and draw the living Air ; 
 Call on the Margin of the World he lies 
 A heiplefs Babe, but by Inflinft he cries: 
 He next efTays^o walk, but, downwards prefs'd, 
 On four Feet, imitates his Brother Beaft : 
 By flow Degrees he gathers from the Ground 
 His Legs, and to the Rolling- Chair is bound : 
 Then walks alone ; a Horfe-man now become, 
 He fides a Stick, and travels round the Room. 
 
 In 
 
Man. 41 
 
 In Time he vaults among his yonthful Peers, 
 Strong-bon'd, and ftrungwith Nerves, in Pride of Years. 
 He runs with Mettle his firft merry Stage, "} 
 
 Maintains the next, abated of his Rage, > 
 
 But manages his Strength, and fpares his Age : J 
 
 Heavy the Third, and ftirT, he finks apace. 
 And tho' 'tis Down-hill all, but creeps along the Race. 
 Now faplefs on the Verge of Death he ftands, 
 Contemplating his former Feet and Hands ; 
 And Mifo-likc, his flacken'd Senevvs fees, "^ 
 
 And wither'd Arms, once fit to cope with Hermits ; J> 
 
 Unable now Co fhake, much lefs to tear the Trees. 3 
 
 Thus ev'n our Bodies daily Change receive, 
 Some Part of what was theirs before, they leave : 
 Nor are To-day, what Yefterday they were, 
 Nor the whole Same To-morrow will appear. DryJ, Ovid. 
 
 So Man, at firft a Drop, dilates with Heat ; 
 Then, formM, the little Heart begins to beat : 
 Secret he feeds, unknowing in his Cell, 
 At length, for hatching ripe, he breaks the Shell, 
 And itruggles into Breath, and cries for Aid, 
 Then, helplefs, in his Mother's Lap is laid : 
 He creeps, he walks ; and, iiTuing into Man, 
 Grudges their Life from whence his own be^ah : 
 Retchlefs of Laws, affects to rule-ialone, 
 Anxious to reign, and reftlefs on the Throne. 
 Firll vegetive, then feels, and reafons lafl, 
 Rich of three Souls, and lives all three to wafle : 
 Some thus, but Thoufands more in FlowV of Age ; 
 For few arrive to run the later Stage. Dryd. Pah & An* 
 
 Man is but Man, inconilant flill and various. 
 There's no To-morrow in him like To-day : 
 Perhaps the Atoms, rolling in his Brain, 
 Make him think honeflly this prefent Hour; 
 The next, a Swarm of bafe ungrateful Thoughts 
 May mount aloft. 
 
 Who would truft Chance, fince all Men have the Seeds 
 Of Good or 111, which fhouid work upward firll ? Dryd.Cleom. 
 
 Men are but Children of a larger Growth, 
 Our Appetites as apt to change as theirs, 
 And full as craving too, and full as vain : 
 And yet the Soul fhut up in her dark Room, 
 Vieving fo clear abroad, at home fees nothing; 
 But, like a Mole in Earth, bufy and blind, 
 
 Works 
 
4* Man. 
 
 Works all her Folly up, and caft it outward 
 
 To the World's open View. Dryd. All for Love* 
 
 Ah, what is Man when his own Wifh prevails I 
 How rafh, how fwift to plunge himfelf in 111 J 
 Proud of his Pow'r, and boundlefs in his Will ! Dryd. 
 
 With what unequal Tempers are we fram'd ! 
 One Day the Soul, fupine with Eafe and Fulncfs, 
 Revels fecure, and fondly tells her felf, 
 The Hour of Evil can return no more : 
 The next, the Spirits, pall'd and fick of Riot, 
 Turn all to Difcord, and we hate our Beings ; 
 Curfe the paft Joy, and think it Folly all, 
 And Bitternefs and Anguifh. Howe Fair Pen. 
 
 Mankind one Day ferene and free appear ; 
 The next they're cloudy, fallen, and fevere. 
 New Paffions, new Opinions ftill excite, 
 And what they like at Noon, defpife at Night. . 
 They gain with Labour what they quit with Eafe, 
 And Health, for want of Change, becomes Difeafe. 
 Religion's bright Authority they dare, 
 And yet are Slaves to fuperftitious Fear. 
 They counfel others, but themfelves deceive, 
 And tho' they're couzen'd ilill, they ftill believe. Gar. 
 
 Mankind upon each other's Ruin Rife; (Vir. 
 
 Cowards maintain the Brave, and Fools the Wife. How.Vefl t 
 
 Mankind each other's Stories Hill repeat, 
 And Man to Man is a fucceeding Cheat. How. D. ofLerm. 
 
 Were I [who, to my Coft, already am, 
 One of thofe ftrange prodigious Creatures, Man] 
 A Spirit free to chufe for my own Share "7 
 
 What cafe of Flefh and Blood I'd pleafe to wear ; S» 
 
 I'd be a Dog, a Monkey, or a Bear; ^ 
 
 Or any Thing but that vain Animal, 
 Who is fo proud of being rational. 
 The Senfes are too grofs, and he'll contrive 
 A fixth to contradict the other five : 
 And berore certain Inftinc~l will prefer 
 Reafon, which fifty times for one does err. 
 Reafon, an Ignis Fatuus in the Mind, 
 Which, leaving Light of Nature, Senfe, behind, 
 Pathlefs, and dang'rous wand'ring Ways it takes, 
 Thro' Error's fenny Bogs, and thorny Brakes ; 
 While the mifguided Follow'r climbs, with Pain, 
 Mountains of Whimieys heap'd in his own Brain; 
 
 Stumbling 
 
Man. 43 
 
 Stumbling from Thought to Thought, falls headlong down 
 Into Doubt's boundlefs Sea, where, like to drown, 
 Books bear him up a while, and make him try 
 To fwim with Bladders of Philofophy, ^ 
 
 . In hopes ftill to o'ertake th' efcaping Light i/ i,L'Lu 'A^^X\ 
 
 *££* arc him ? oete f bfr* «s 
 
 Huddled m Dirt the reas'ning Engine lies, W Q J ' 
 
 Who was fo proud, fo witty, and fo wife : 
 
 Pride drew him in, as Cheats their Bubbles catch, 
 
 And made him venture to be made a Wretch : 
 
 His Wifdom did his Happinefs deftroy, 
 
 Aiming to know what World he fhould enjoy : 
 
 And Wit was his vain frivolous Pretence 
 
 Of pleafing others at his own Expence : 
 
 For Wits are treated juft like common Whores, 
 
 Firft they're enjoy 'd, and then kick'd out of Doors. 
 
 Women 'and Men of Wit are dang'rous Tools, 
 
 And ever fatal to admiring Fools. 
 
 Thofe Creatures are the wifefl who attain, 
 By fureft Means, the Ends at which they aim : 
 If therefore Jowler finds and kills his Hare 
 Better than Meers fupplies Committee Chair, 
 Tho' one's a Statefman, th' other but a Hound, 
 Jowler, in Juftice, would be wifer found. 
 
 Birds feed on Birds, Beafts on each other Prey* 
 But favage Man alone does Man betray : 
 Prefs'd by Neceffity, they kill for Food ; 
 Man undoes Man to do himfelf no Good. 
 With Teeth and Claws by Nature arm'd, they hunt 
 Nature's Allowance to fupply their Want : 
 But Man with Smiles, Embraces, Friendfhip, Praife, 
 Unhumanly his Fellow's Life betrays ; 
 With voluntary Pains works his Diftrefs, 
 Not thro' Neceffity, but Wantonnefs. 
 For Hunger or for Love they fight and tear, 
 While wretched Man is ftill in Arms for Fear: 
 For Fear he Arms, and is of Arms afraid ; 
 By Fear to Fear fucceffively betray'd. 
 Bafe Fear, the Source whence his belt Paffions came, 
 His boafted Honour, and his dear-bought Fame : 
 The Good he afts, the Ills he does endure, 
 Tis all for Fear, to make himfelf fecure : 
 Merely for Safety, after Fame we thirft ; 
 For all Men would be Cowards if they durft. 
 
 And 
 
44 Marriage. 
 
 And Honefty'sagainfl: all common Senfe; 
 
 Men muft be Knaves, 'cis in their own Defence: 
 
 Mankind's dimoneft : If you think it fair 
 
 Among known Cheats to play upon the Square, 
 
 You'll be undone : 
 
 Nor can weak Truth your Reputation fave ; 
 
 The Knaves will all agree to call you Knave : 
 
 Long (hall he live infulted o'er, opprefs'd,' 
 
 Who dares be lefs a Villain than the reft. Rcch. 
 
 MARRIAGE. See Husband, Wife. 
 To the nuptial Bower 
 I led her, blufhing the Morn ; all Heaven, 
 And happy Conftellations on that Hour 
 Shed their felefteft Influence: The Earth 
 Gave Sign of Gratulation, and each Hill : 
 Joyous the Birds. Frefh Gales and gentle A'm 
 Whifper'd it to the Woods ; and from their Wings 
 Flung Role, flung Odours from the fpicy Shrub; 
 Difporting till the am'rous Bird of Night 
 Sung Spoufal, and bid hafle the Evening-Star 
 On his Hill-top to light the bridtl Lamp. Milt.., 
 
 And Venus biefs'd with nuptial Blifa the fweet laborious 
 Eros and Anteros on either Side, (Night.. 
 
 One fir'd'the Bridegroom, and one warm'd the Bride; 
 And Rpien, long attending, from above (Arc. 
 
 Show Yd on the Bed the whole Idalian Grove. Dryd.Pal.itf 
 
 Hail wedded Love! myfterious Law! true Source 
 Of human Off fpring ! fole Propriety 
 Jn Paradife, of all Things common elfe f 
 By thee adult'rous Liift was driv'n from Man 
 Among the beftial Herds to range : By thee, 
 Founded in Reafon, loyal, juft, and pure, 
 Relations dear, and all the Charities 
 Of Father, Son, and Brother, firll were known! 
 Perpetual Fountain of domeftick Sweets ! 
 Here Love his golden Shafts employ ; here lights 
 His conftant Lamp, and waves his purple Wings : 
 Here reigns and revels ; not in the bought Smile 
 Of Harlots, lovelefs, joylefs, unindear'd, 
 Cafual Fruition; nor in Court-Amours, 
 Mix'd Dance, or wonton Mask, or Midnight Ball, ' 
 Or Serenade, which the ftarv'd Lover fings 
 To his proud Fair, beft quitted with Difdarn, Milt. 
 
 In 
 
Marriage, 45 
 
 In Nuptials bleil, each loofe Defire we fhun ; 
 
 Npx. Time canjmd what Innocence begun. Garth Ovid, 
 When fixVl to e, Love fife at Anchor rides, 
 
 And dares "the Fury of the Wind and Tides; 
 
 But lofing once that Hold, to the wide Ocean born, (Love. 
 
 It drives away at Will, to ev'ry Wave a Scorn. Dryd.Tyr. 
 All Women would be of one Piece, 
 The virtuous Matron and the Mifs j 
 The Nymphs of chafte Dianas Train, 
 The fame with thofe in Lukenor]s-Lami 
 But'for the DifFrence Marriage makes 
 'Twixt Wives and Ladies of the Lakes. Hnd. 
 
 Marriage, thou Curfeof Love, and Snare of Life. r 
 
 That finl debas'd a'Mftrefs to a Wife ! 
 
 Love, like' a Scene, at Diftance would appear, 
 
 But Marriage views the grofs-daub'd Landskip near. 
 
 Love's naufeousGurfe .' thou cloy'it. whom thou fhould'fl pleafrj 
 
 And when thou cur'ft, then thou art the Difeafe, 
 
 When Hearts are loofe, thy Chain our Bodies ties; (Gray. 
 
 Love couples Friends, but Marriage Enemies. Dryd.Conq.of, 
 And Wedlock without Love, fome fay, 
 Is but a Lock without a Key; 
 It is a kind of Rape to marry 
 One that neglecls or cares not for ye; 
 For what does make it Ravifhment, 
 But being 'gainft the Mind's Confent? Hud, 
 
 A Slavery beyond enduring, 
 But that 'tis of our own procuring : 
 As Spiders never feek the Fly, 
 But fcavc him of himfelf t'apply .; 
 So Men are by themfelves be tray 'd 
 To quit the Freedom they enjoy'd, 
 And run their Necks into a Noofe, 
 They'd break 'em after to break loofe. Hud. 
 
 Marriage is but a Beaft, fome fay, 
 That carries double in foul Way ; 
 Therefore 'tis not to be admir'd 
 It mould fo fuddenly be tir'd. Hud, 
 
 For after Matrimony's over, 
 He that holds out but half a Lover, 
 Deferves, for cv^ry Moment, more 
 Than, half a Tear of Love before. Hud. 
 
 Fond- 
 
46 Mars, 
 
 Fondnefs is flill th' EffecT: of new Delight : 
 Marriage is but the Pleafure of a Day ; 
 The Metal's bafe, the Gilding worn away. Dfyd.Aurenge. 
 Marriage at belt, is but a Vow, 
 Which all Men break or bow. Hud, 
 
 Lord of your felf, uncumber'd with a Wife ! 
 Where for a Year, a Month, perhaps a Night, 
 Long Penitence fucceeds a fhort Delight. 
 Minds are fo hardly match*d, that ev'n the n"rfr, 
 Tho' pair'd by Heav'n, in Paradife, were curs'd : 
 For Man and Woman, tho' in one they grow, 
 Yet, firft orlaft, return again to two : 
 He to God's Image, £he to his was made ; 
 So farther from the Fount the Stream, at random, ftray*d: 
 How could he ftand, when, put to double Pain, 
 He muft a weaker than himfelf fuftain ? 
 Each might have flood perhaps, but each alone ; 
 Two Wreillers help to pull each other down. 
 Not that my Verfe would blemifh all the Fair; -} 
 
 But yet, if fome be bad, 'tis Wifdom to beware ; S 
 
 And better fhun the Bait, than ftruggle in the Snare. Dryd. J) 
 
 I would not wed her : 
 No ! were me all Defire could wifh, as fair 
 As would the vainefl of her Sex be thought, 
 With Wealth beyond what Woman's Pride could wafte, 
 She mould not cheat me of my Freedom. Marry ! 
 When I am old, and weary of the World, 
 I may grow defperate, 
 And take a Wife to mortify withal. Otw. Orpb. 
 
 Marriage to Maids, is like a War to men ; 
 The Battle csufes Fear, but the fweet Hopes 
 Of winning at the laft ftill drews.them in. Lee. Mltbrid. 
 
 MARS. 
 
 The Cod of War, whofe unrefiited Sway 
 The Labours and Events of Arms obey. Dryd. Virg. 
 
 Stern Pow'r of War! by whom the Mighty fall, 
 Who bathe in Blood, and fluke th'embatd'd Wall. Pope Horn. 
 
 Mad, furious Pow'r, whole unrelenting Mind 
 No God can govern, and no Jullice bind: Pope Horn. 
 
 Of all the Gods that tread the fpangled Skies, 
 Thou molt unjuft, mofl odious in our Eyes : 
 Inhumane Difcord is thy chief Delight, 
 The Wafte of Slaughter, and the Rage of Fight : 
 
 Ne 
 
Mars. 47 
 
 No Bound, no Law, thy firy Temper quells, 
 And all thy Mother in thy Soul rebels. Pope Horn. 
 
 [Spoken by Jupiter. 
 
 Thus on the Banks of Heh*u? freezing Flood, 
 The God of Battles, in his angry Mood, 
 Chfhing his Sword againli his brazen Shield, 
 Lets loofe the Reins, and fcours along the Field. 
 Before the Wind his firy Couriers fly, 
 Groans the fad Earth, iefounds the rattling Sky. 
 Wrath, Terrcr, Treafon, Tumult, and Defpair, *} 
 
 Dire Faces, and deformed, furround the Car, > 
 
 Friends of the God, and FollVrs of the War. Dryd.Virg. 3 
 
 So flalks, in Arms, the gricfly God of Thrace, 
 When Jove to punifti fait hie fs Man prepares, 
 And gives whole Nations to the Walle of Wars. Pope Horn. 
 
 Strong God of Arms ! whofeiron Sceptre fways 
 The freezing North, and Hyperborean Seas, 
 And Scythian Colds, and Thra<ia\ winfry Coaft, 
 Where (lands thy Steed?, and thou art honour'd mofl : 
 There moll ; but ev'ry where thy Pow'r is known j 
 The Fortune of the Fight is all thy own : 
 Terror is thine, and wild Amazement flung 
 From out thy Chariot, withers ev'n the Strong : 
 And Difarray and fhameful Rout enfue, 
 And Force is added to the fainting Crew. 
 Venus, the publick Care of all above, 
 Thy itubborn Heart has foften'd into Love : 
 Now, by her Blandifhments and povv'rful Charms, 
 When, yielded, fhe lay curling in thy' Arms ; 
 Ev'n by thy Shame, if Shame it may be calTd, 
 When Vulcan had thee in his Net enthrall'd ; 
 (Oh envy'd Ignominy ! fweet Difgrace! 
 When ev'ry God that faw thee, wifti'd thy Place ! ) 
 By thofe dear Pleafures, aid my Arms in Fight, 
 And make me conquer in my Patron's Right. 
 For I am young, a Novice in the Trade, 
 The Fool of Love, unpraclisM to perfuade ; 
 And want the foothing Arts that catch the Fair ; 
 But, caught my felf, lie ftruggling in the Snare. 
 Nought can my Strength avail, unlefs by thee 
 Endu'd with Force, I gain the Victory. 
 Acknowledge as thou art, accept my Pray'r, 
 If ought I have atchiev'd deferve thy Care; 
 
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48 Mars. 
 
 If to my utrhoft Pow'r, with Sword and Shield 
 
 I dar'd the Death, unknowing how to yield ; 
 
 And, falling in my Rank, ftill kept the Field. 
 
 So be the Morrow's Sweat and Labour mine, 
 
 The Palm and Honour of the Conqueft thine- 
 
 Then fhall the :War, and flrong Debate, and Strife 
 
 Immortal, be the Bus'nefs of my Life ; 
 
 And in thy Fane, the dufty Spoils among, 
 
 High on the burniuYd Roof, my Banner fhall be hung, 
 
 Rank'd with my "Champion's Buckler ; and below, 
 
 With Arms revers'd, th' Achievements of my Foe. 
 
 And while thefe Limbs the vital Spirit feeds, 
 
 tVhile Day to Night, and Night to Day Succeeds, 
 
 Thy fmoaking Alter fhall be fat with Food 
 
 Of Incenfe, and the grateful Steam of Blood : 
 
 Burnt-Off'rings Morn and Ev'ning fhall be thine, 
 
 And Fires eternal in thy Temple fhine ; 
 
 This Bufh jof yellow Beard, this Length of Hair, 
 
 Which from my Birth inviolate I bear, . 
 
 Guiltlefs of Steel, and from the Razor free, (Arc. 
 
 Shall fall a plenteous Crop, referv'd for thee. Dryd.Pal.tJ 
 
 Temple of MARS 
 In the Doom of mighty Mars the Red, 
 With diff'rent Figures all the Sides were fpread: 
 This Temple, lefs in Form, with equal Grace, 
 Was imitative of the firit in Thrace : 
 For that cold Region was the lov'd Abode, 
 Andfov'reign Manfion of the W T arriour God. 
 The Landskip was a Foreft wide and bare, 
 Where neither Beaft nor human Kind repair. 
 The Fowl, that Scent afar, the Borders fly, 
 And fhun the bitter Blaft, and wheel about the Sky. 
 A Cake of Scurf lies baking on the Ground, 
 And prickly Stubs inftead of Trees are found ; 
 Or Woods, with Knots and Knares deform' d and old ; 
 Headlefs the moft, and hideous to behold. 
 A raffling Tempeft thro' the Branches went, 
 That ftript them bare, and one fole >vay they bent. 
 Heav'n froze above fevere, the Clouds congeal, 
 And thro' the cryftal Vault appear'd the ftanding Hail. 
 Such was the Face without ; a Mountain ftood, 
 Txireat'ning from high, and overlook^ the Wood : 
 
 Beneath 
 
Mars, 49 
 
 Beneath the louring Brow, and on a Bent, 
 The Temple flood of Mars Arm ipo tent. 
 The Frame of burnifcYd Steel, that caft a Glare 
 From far, and feem'd to thaw the freezing Air. 
 A ltreight long Entry to the Temple led, 
 Blind with high Walls, and Horrour over-head; 
 Thence iOu'd fuch a Blair, and hollow Roar, 
 As thresterTd from the Hinge to heave the Door. 
 In, thro 7 that Door, a Northern Light there fhonc ; 
 Twas all it had, for Windows there were none. 
 The Gate was Adamant; eternal Frame \ 
 Which, hew'd by Mars himfelf, from Indian Quarries came: 
 The Labour of a God ! and all along 
 Tough Iron-Plates where clench'd, to make it ftrong. 
 A Tun about was ev'ry Pillar there, 
 A polilh'd Mirrour (hone not half fo clear ; 
 There faw I how the fecret Felon wrought, ^ 
 
 And Treafon lab'ring in the Traitor's Thought, > 
 
 And Midwife Time the ripen'd Plot to Murder Brought. 3 
 There the red Anger dar'd the pallid Fear J 
 Next Hood Hypocrify y with holy Leer. 
 Soft fmiling, and demurely looking down ; 
 But hid the Dagger underneath the Gowru 
 Th' aflaffinating Wife, the PIoufhould-Fiend, 
 And, for the blackeil there, the Traitor-Friend. 
 On th 1 other fide there flood Dejirueiion bare, 
 Unpunifh'd Rapine, and a Waile of War : 
 Contcjly with fharpen'd Knives in Cloifters drawn, 
 And ail with Blood befmear'd the holy Lawn. 
 Loud Menaces were heard, and foul Difgrace, "^ 
 
 Ana bawling Infamy in Language bafe, S 
 
 Till Senie was loil in Sound, and Silence fled the Place. 3 
 The Slayer of himfelf yet faw I there, 
 The Gore congeal'd was clotted in his Hair; 
 With Eyes half-clos'd, and gaping Mouth he lay, 
 And grim, as when he breath'd his fallen Soul away. 
 In midft of all the Dome Misfortune late, 
 And gloomy Difconter.t, and fel Debate: 
 And Madnefs laughing in his ireful Mood ; 
 And arm'd Complaint on Theft, and Cries of Blood. 
 There was the murder'd Corps in Covert laid, 
 And viMent Death in thoufand Shapes difplay'd- 
 The City to the Soldiers Rage refign'd ; 
 ■Succefsieis Wars, and Poverty behind. 
 
 Vol. U. C Ships 
 
50 May. Golden Mean. 
 
 Ships burnt in Fight, or forc'd oa rocky Shores, 
 
 And the rafh Hunter flrangled by the Boars. 
 
 The new-born Babe by Nudes over-laid, 
 
 And the Cook caught within the raging Fire he made. 
 
 All Ills of Man's Nature; Karne, and Steel : 
 
 The galping Charioteer beneath the Wheel 
 
 Of his own Carr; the ruin'd Houfe that fills, 
 
 And intercepts her Lord betwixt the Walls: 
 
 The whole Divifion that to Mars pertains, 
 
 All Trades of Death that deal in Steel for Gains, 
 
 Were there; the Butcher, Armourer, and Smith, 
 
 Who forges fharpen'd Faucions, or the Scythe : 
 
 The fcarlet Conqueji on a Tow'r was plac'd, 
 
 With Shouts and Soldiers Acclamations grae'd. 
 
 There faw I Marsh Ides, the Capitol, 
 
 The Seer in vain foretelling Ctfar's Fall ; 
 
 The laft Triumvirs, and the Wars they move 
 
 And Anthony who loft the World for Love. 
 
 Thefe, and a thoufand more the Fane adorn, 
 
 Their Fates were painted ere the Men were born. 
 
 All copy'd from the Heav'ns, and ruling Force 
 
 Of the red Star, in his revolving Courfe. 
 
 The Form of Mars high on a Chariot itood, (Arc. 
 
 All fheath'd in Arms,and gruffly look'd the God. Dryd. Pal.& 
 
 M A Y. 
 
 For thee, fweet Month, the Groves green Liv'ries wear, 
 If not the iirft, the faireft of the Year. 
 For thee the Graces lead the dancing Hours, 
 And Naturis ready Pencil paints the FlowVs : 
 When thy (hort Reign is pail, the fev'rifh Sun (Pal. b 5 Arc. 
 The fultry Tropick fears, and moves more flowly on. Dryd. 
 
 For fprightly May commands our Youth to keep 
 The Vigils of her Night, and breaks their iluggard Sleep: 
 Each gentle Breait with kindly Warmth Hie moves, (& Arc. 
 Infpires new Flames, revives extinguifh'd Love. Dry d. Pal. 
 
 Golden M E A N. See Greatnejs. 
 Superfluous Pomp and Wealth I not defire, 
 But what Content and Decency require. liar. Juv. 
 
 Pleafures Abroad the Sport of Nature yields ; 
 Her living Fountains, and her fmiling Fields ; 
 And tlpen at Home what Pleafure is't to fee 
 A little, cleanly, chearful Family ! 
 
 Which 
 
Golden Mean. - 51 
 
 Which if a chafte Wife crown, sto Jefs in her, 
 
 Than Fortune, I the golden Mean prefer. 
 
 Too noble, nor too wife fhe mould not be, 
 
 No, nor too rich, too fair, too fond of me. 
 
 Thus let my Life Aide filently away, 
 
 With Sleep all Night, and Quiet all the Bay. Cowl. Mart* 
 
 Let Woods and Rivers be 
 My quiet, tho' inglorious Deftiny : 
 
 In Life's cool Vale let my low Scene be laid. Cowl. Virg* 
 Much will always wanting be 
 To him who much defires : 
 Thrice happy he, 
 To whom the wife Indulgency of Heav'n 
 With fparing Hand but juft enough has giv'n ! Cowl. Her. 
 
 He does not Palaces nor Manors crave, 
 Would be no Lord, but IcCs a Lord would have : 
 The Ground he owns, if he his own can call, 
 He quarrels not with Heav'n, becaufe 'tis fmall. 
 Let gay and toilfome Greatnefs others pleafe, 
 He loves of homely Littlenefs the Eafe, ' Cowl. Mart* 
 
 Plain was his Couch, and only rich his Mind; 
 Contentedly he ilept, as cheaply as he din'd. Cong.Juv. 
 
 His calm and harmlefs Life, 
 Free from th' Alarms of Fear, and Storms of Strife, 
 Does with fubftantial BlefTednefs abound, 
 And the foft Wings of Peace cover him round, Cowl. Fjrg. 
 
 Their Wealth was the Contempt of it; which more 
 They valu'd, than rich Fools the mining Ore. Cowl. 
 
 A filent Life he led; 
 Nor pompous Cares, nor Palaces he knew, 
 But wifely from th' infectious World withdrew. Drjd.Firg. 
 He's no fmall Prince, who ev^ry Day 
 Thus to himfelf can fay: 
 Now will I fleep, now eat, now fit, now walk. 
 Now meditate alone, now with Acquaintance talk; 
 
 This will I do, here will I itay : 
 Or if my -Fancy calleth me away, 
 My Man and I will prefently go ride, 
 For we have nothing to provide. 
 If thou but a fhort Journey take, 
 As if thy laft thou wert to make, 
 Bus'nefs muft be difpatch'd ere thou can ft go ; 
 
 Nor canft thou ftir, unlefs there be 
 A hundred Horfe and Men to wait on thee, 
 
 C £ And 
 
52 Golden Mean. Melancholy. 
 
 And many a Mule, and many a Cart : 
 What an unwieldy Man thou art! 
 The Rbodian Coloflus fo 
 
 A Journey too might go. Cow/. 
 
 If thou be wife, no glorious Fortune chufe, 
 Which 'tis but vain to keep, yet Grief to lofe : 
 For when we place ev'n Trifles in the Heart, 
 With Trifles too unwillingly we part. 
 An humble Roof, plain Bed, and homely Board, 
 More clear untainted Pleafures do afford, 
 Than all the Tumult of vain Greatnefs brings 
 To Kings, or to the Favorites of Kings. Cowl. Hor. 
 
 Then might I live by my own furly Rules, 
 Not fore'd to worfhip Knaves, ox flatter Fools : 
 And thus fecur'd of Eafe by fhunning Strife, (J uv * 
 
 With Pleafure would I fail down the fwift Stream of Life. Har. 
 Since Wealth and Pow'r too weak we find 
 To quell the Tumults of the Mind ; 
 Or from the Monarch's Roofs of State, 
 Drive thence the Cares that round him wait ; 
 Happy the Man with Little blefs'd, 
 Of what his Father left, pofTefs'd ; 
 No bafe Defires corrupt his Head, 
 No Fears difturb him in his Bed. 
 Thy Portion is a wealthy Stock, 
 . A fertile Glebe, a fruitful Flock, 
 
 Horfes and Chariots for thy Eafe, 
 Rich Robes to deck, and make thee pleafe : 
 For me, a little Cell I chufe, 
 Fit for my Mind, fit for my Mufe ; 
 Which foft Content does beft adorn, 
 Shunnirrg the Knaves,.and Fools I fcorn. Qtw. Hor. 
 
 MELANCHOLY. See Grief. 
 A fudden Damp has feiz'd my Spirits, 
 And, like a heavy Weight, 
 Hangs on their active Springs. Dryd. 2X if Guift-. 
 
 A kind of Weight hangs heavy on my Heart, 
 My flagging Soul flies under her own Pitch, 
 Fike Fowl in Air too damp, and lags along 
 As if (he were a Body in a Body, 
 And not a mounting Subflance, made of Fire. 
 My Senfes too are dull and itupify'd, 
 Their Edge rebated; Sure fome 111 approaches, 
 
 Ani 
 
Melancholy. Memory. 53 
 
 And fome kind Spirit knocks foftly at my Breaft, 
 
 To tell me Fate's at hand. Dryd. Cleom. 
 
 Some unborn Sorrow, ripe in Fortune's Womb, 
 Now coming towards me, grieves my mmotlSoul. Shak.Ricbz. 
 
 Sure fome i.l Fate's upon me : 
 Diftruit and Heavinefs fit round my Heart, 
 And Apprehenfion (hocks my tim'rous Soul. Ot:o. Or ph. 
 
 This Melancholy flatters, but unmans you j 
 What is it cKc but Penury of Soul? 
 A Lizy Froir. a Numbnefs of the Mind, 
 That locks up all the Vigour to attempt, 
 By barely crying, 'Tis impoffible! Dryd. Cleom. 
 
 It makes a Toy prefs with prodigious Weight, 
 And fweils a Mole-hill to a Mountain's Height. 
 For melancholy Men lie down and groan, 
 Prefs'd with the Burden of themfelves alone. 
 Crufh'd with fantailick Mountains they defpair ; 
 Their Heads are grown vail Globes too big to bear. 
 A little Spark becomes a raging Flame, 
 And each weak Blait a Storm too fierce to tame. 
 So peevifn is the quarrelforae Difeafe, 
 No profp'rous Fortune can procure it Eafe. 
 Some abfent Happinefs they ftill purfue, 
 Diflike the prcfent Good, and long for new. Black. 
 
 MEMORY. 
 
 Things which offend, when prefent, and affright 
 In Memory well painted, move Delight. CcsvL 
 
 Remember thee I 
 I, thou poor Ghoft ! while Memory holds a Seat 
 In this diflrafted Globe. Remember thee ! 
 Yes, from the Table of my Memory 
 I'll wipe away all trivial fond Records, 
 All Saws of Books, all Forms, all PrelTures paft, 
 That Youth and Obfervation copy'd there ; 
 And thy Commandment all alone fhall live 
 Within the Book and Volume of my Brain, 
 Unmix'd with bafer Matter. Sbak. Hamih 
 
 Something like 
 That Voice methinks I mould have fomewhere heard, 
 But Floods of Woas have hurry'd it far off, 
 Beyond my ken of Soul. Dryd. Don. Set. 
 
 A confus'd Report 
 Pafs'd thro 1 my Ears ; 
 
 C 3 But 
 
54 Merchant. Mercury. 
 
 But full of Hurry, like a Morning Dream, 
 
 It vaniuYd in the Bus'nefs of the Day. Dryd. Oedip, 
 
 'Tis loft ; 
 Like what we think can never fhun Remembrance, 
 Yet of fudden's gone beyond the Clouds. Lee Oedip. 
 
 MERCHANT. See Money. 
 So when the Merchant kes his VefTel loft, 
 Tho' richly freighted from a foreign Coaft, 
 Gladly, for Life, the Treafure he would give, 
 And only wifties to efcape and live : 
 Gold and his Gains no more employ his Mind, "^ 
 
 But, driving o'er the Billows with the Wind 
 
 s the 
 (Rowe Fair Pen 
 
 Cleaves to one faithful Plank, and leaves the reft behind. ^ 
 
 1 
 
 I, in my private Bark already wrecked 
 Like a poor Merchant driv'n on unknown Land, 
 That, had, by Chance, pack'd up his deareft Treafure 
 In one rich Casket, 'and fav'd only that ; 
 Since I muft wander farther on the Shore, 
 Thus hug my little, but my precious Store, 
 •RefoJv'd to fcorn, and truft my Fate no more. Otw.Ven.Vref. 
 When Merchants break, o'erthfown 
 Like Nine-pins, they ftrike others down. Hud. 
 
 MERCURY. 
 
 Hermei obeys ; with golden Pinions binds 
 His flying Feet, and mounts the Weftern Winds: 
 But firft he grafps, within his awful Hand, 
 The Mark of fov'reign Pow'r, his magick Wand : 
 With this he draws the Ghofts from hollow Graves; 
 With this he drives them down to Stygian Waves; 
 With this he feals in Sleep the wakeful Sight, 
 And Eyes, tho' clos'd in Death, reftores to Light. 
 Thus arm'd, the God begins his airy Race, 
 And drives the racking Clouds along the liquid Space; 
 Now {cqs the Top of Jtlas as he flies, 
 Where, pois'd upon his Wings, the God defcends. 
 Then, refted thus, he, from the tow'ring Height, 
 Plung'd downward with precipitated Flight, 
 Lights on the Seas, and Skims along the Flood. 
 As Water-Fowl, who leek their fifty Food, 
 Lefs and yet lcfs to diftanf Profpeft fhow, 
 By Turns they dance aloft and dive below : 
 
 Like 
 
Mercy. 5$ 
 
 Like thefe the Steerage of his Wings he plies, 
 
 And near the Surface of the Water flies ; 
 
 'Till, having pafs'd the Seas, and crofs'd the Sands, 
 
 He clos'd his Wings, and Hoop' d on Lybian Lands. Dryd.Virg. 
 
 At length he pitch'd upon the Ground, andfhow'd 
 The Form divine, the Features of a God ; 
 Then hangs his Mantle loofe, and lets to Show 
 The goklen Edging on the Seam below ; 
 Adjufts his flowing Curls, and in his Hand 
 Waves, with an Air, the Sleep-procuring Wand : 
 The glitt'ring Sandals to his Feet applies, 
 And to his Heels the well trimm'd Pinion ties. Add. Ovid. 
 
 The Herald of the Gods : 
 His Hat adorn'd with Wings, difclos'd the God, 
 And in his Hand he bore the Sleep-compelling Rod; 
 Such as he feem'd, when, at his Sire's Command, 
 On Argus' Head he laid the fnaky Wand, Dryd. Pal- Is Arc. 
 
 MERCY. See Jujiice. 
 
 Off fpring Divine ! in Heav'n the moil belov'd, 
 By whom ev'n Fate unchangeable is mov'd : 
 Her Looks fo moving, fuch celeflial Grace, 
 So mild and fweet an Air dwells on her Face ; 
 So tender and engaging all her Charms, 
 That oft th'Almighty's Fury fne difarms : 
 Her Language melts Omnipotence, crrefls 
 His Hand, and thence the vengeful Lightning wrefts. Black, 
 
 To Threats the ftubborn Sinner oft is hard, 
 Wrapp'd in his Crimes, againft the Storm prepar'd ; 
 But when his milder Beams of Mercy play, 
 He melts, and throws his cumb'rous Cloak away. 
 Lightning and Thunder, Heav'n's Artillery, 
 As Harbingers, before th' Almighty fly: 
 Thofe but proclaim his Style, and disappear ; 
 The fli.ler Sound fucceeds, and God is there. Dryd. 
 
 Heav'n has but 
 Our Sorrow for our Sins, and then delights . 
 To pardon erring Man. Sweet Mercy Teems 
 Its darling Attribute, which limits Juflice; 
 As if there were Degrees in Infinite, 
 And Infinite would rather want Perfection, 
 Than puniih to Extent. Dryd. All for Love. 
 
 Curie on th' unpard'ning Prince, whom Tears can draw 
 To no Remorfe; who rules bv Lion's Law ; 
 
 C 4 And, 
 
56 Metals. Meteor. Milky Way. Minerva. 
 
 And, deaf to Pray'rs, by no Submiffion bow'd, 
 
 Rends all alike, the Penitent and Proud. Dryd. Pal. & Arc. 
 
 But Kings too tame, are defpicably good. Dryd. 
 
 For Goodnefs in Excefs may be a Sin; 
 Juftice mult tame whom Mercy cannot win. Hal. 
 
 Ev'n Heav'n is weary 'd with repeated Crimes, 
 Till Lightning flames round to guard the Throne, (Guife. 
 And the curb'd Thun-der grumbles to be gone, Dryd. D. of 
 
 U E T A L S. 
 
 Now thofe profonnder Regions they explore, 
 Where Metals ripen in vail Cakes of Ore : 
 Here, fullen to the Sight, at large is fpread 
 The dull unwieldy Mafs of lumpifh Lead. 
 There, glimm'ring in their dawning Beds, are feeiv 
 The more afpiring Seeds of fprightly Tin. 
 The Copper fparkles next in ruddy Streaks, 
 And in the Gloom betrays its glowing Cheeks. 
 The Silver then, with bright and burniiVd Grace, 
 Youth and a blooming Luflre in its F?.ce t 
 To th'Arms of thofe more yielding Metals flies, 
 And in the Folds of their Embraces lies. 
 So clofe they cling, fo itubbornly retire, 
 Their Love's more vi'lent than the Chymift's Fire. Gar r 
 
 METEOR. See Archer, Comet. 
 
 MILK Y-W A Y. 
 
 A Way there is in Heavn\> expanded Plain, 
 Which, when the Skie3 are clear, is feen below, 
 And Mortals by the Name of Milky know : 
 The Ground- work is of Stars, thro* which the Road 
 Lies open to the Thunderer's Abode. Dryd. Qvid. 
 
 A broad and ample Road, whofe Duft is Gold, 
 And Pavement Stars, as Stars to us appear 
 Seen in the Galaxy, that Milky-Way, 
 4«ike to a circling Zone, powder'd with Stars. Milt. 
 
 MINERVA. 
 O Progeny of Jove ! unconquer'd Maid ! Pope Horn. 
 
 O Daughter of that God, whofe Arm can wield 
 Th' avenging Bolt, and make the fable Shield ! Pope Horn. 
 Goddefs, whofe Fury bathes the World with Gore. Pope Horn. 
 
 High 
 
Mifer. Miftrefs. 57 
 
 High in the midft the blue-ey'd Virgin flies; 
 From Rank to Rank fhe darts her radiant Eyes : 
 The dreadful jEgis, Jove's immortal Shield, 
 Blaz'd on her Arm, and lighten'd all the Field : 
 Round the vail Orb a hundred Serpents roll*d, 
 Form'd the bright Fringe, and feem'd to burn in Gold. 
 With this each Grecian's manly Breaft (lie warms, 
 Swells their bold Hearts, and firings their nervous Arms. 
 
 (Pope. Horn. 
 
 MISER See Content. 
 Like a Mifer 'midft his Store, 
 Who grafps and grafps till he can hold no more ; 
 And, when his Strength is wanting to his Mind, 
 Looks back and fighson what he left behind. Dryd.Tyr.Love. 
 
 At Midnight thus th 5 Ufurer fteals, untrack'd, 
 To make a Vifit to his hoarded Gold, 
 And feaft his Eyes upon the mining Mammon, Otzv.Orpb. 
 
 Slaves, who ne'er knew Mercy ; 
 Sour, unrelenting, Money-loving Villains, 
 Who laugh at human Nature and Forgivenefs, (Pen. 
 
 And are, like Fiends, the Factors for Dedruclion. RozveFaif 
 
 MISTRESS. 
 Beware the dang'rous Beauty of the Wanton ; 
 Shun their Enticements : Ruin, like a Vulture, 
 Waits on their Conquefts: FaMhood too's their Bus'nefs; 
 They put falfe Beauty off to all the World, 
 Ufe falfe Endearments to the Fools that love them; . 
 And, when they marry, to their filly Husbands 
 They bring falfe Virtue, broken Fameand Fortune. Otw.Orpb. 
 
 You bear the fpecious Title of a Wife,. 
 To gild your Caufe, and draw the pitying World 
 To favour it : The World contemns poor me; 
 For I have loft my Honour, loft my Fame, 
 And ftain'd the Glory of my Royal Hotife ; 
 And all to bear the branded Name of Miltrefs. 
 
 {Spoken by Cleopatra.] Drya.d/Ifor Laze. 
 For now the World is grown fo wary, 
 That few of either Sex dare marry; 
 But rather truft on tick t' Amours, 
 The Crofs or Pile for better or worfe: 
 A Mode that is held honourable, 
 As well as French and faihionable Hud, 
 
 C s MIST. 
 
5$ Mifr. Money. 
 
 M I S T. See Cloud. fag\ 
 Ye Mifts and Exhalations that now rile 
 From Hiil or iteaming Lake, dusky, and grey, 
 'Till the Sun paint your fleecy Skirts with Gold ; 
 Either to deck with Clouds tlV uncolour'd Sky, 
 Or wet the thiriiy Earth with falling Show'rs Milt. 
 
 M O N E Y. See Gold. 
 
 Money, being the common Scale 
 Of Things by Meafure, Weight, and Tale ; 
 In all th' Affairs of Church and State, 
 Is both the Balance and the Weight. Hud. 
 
 For Money is the only Pow'r 
 That all Mankind fall down before. Hud. 
 
 Men venture Necks to gain a Fortune : 
 The Soldier does it ev'ry Day* 
 (Eight to the Week) for Six-pence Pay *. 
 Your Pettifoggers damn their Souls, 
 To (hare with Knaves in cheating Fools ; 
 And Merchants, vent'ring thro' thfe Main, 
 Slight Pirates, Rocks, and Horns, for Gain. HuJ: 
 
 This Money has a Pow'r above 
 The Stars and Fates to manage Love ; 
 Whofe Arrows, learned Poets hold, 
 That never fail, are tipp'd with Gold. Hud. 
 
 And tho' Love's all the World's Pretence, 
 Money's the mythorogick Senfe; 
 The real Subftance of the Shadow, 
 Which all Addrefs and Courtfhip's made to. Una- 
 
 For Money 'tis, that is the great 
 Provocative to am'rous Heat; 
 'Tis Beauty always in the Flow'r, 
 That buds and bloflbms at Fourfcore ; 
 Tis Virtue, Wir, and Worth, and ail 
 That Men Divine and Sacred call : 
 For what's the Worth of any Thing, 
 But {o much Money as 'twill bring? Hud. 
 
 Hence 'tis, no Lover has the Pow'r 
 T' enforce a defperate Amour, 
 Like him that has two Strings to's Bow, 
 And burns for Love and Money too : 
 For then he's brave and refolute, 
 Difdains to render in his Suit ; 
 
 HaS- 
 
Moon. 59 
 
 Has all his Flames and Raptures double, 
 
 And hangs or drowns with half the Trouble. Hud. 
 
 And to be plain, 'tis not your Perfon 
 My Stomach's fet io fharpand fierce on; 
 But 'tis your better Part, your Riches, 
 That my enamour'd Heart bewitches. Hud. 
 
 For Money, like the Swords of Kings, 
 Is the lafl Reafon of all Things. Hud. 
 
 M O O N. See Blufb, Creation, Hell. 
 
 As when the Moon, reftrgent Lamp of Night, 
 O'erHeav'n's clear Azure fheds her facred Light; 
 When not a Breath dilturbs the deep Serene, 
 And not a Cloud o'ercafts the folemn Scene; 
 Around her Throne the vivid Planets roll, 
 And Stars unnumber'd gild the growing Pole : 
 O'er the dark Trees a yellower Verdure flied, 
 And tip with Silver ev'ry Mountain's Head : 
 Then fhine the Vales, the Rocks in ProfpecT: rife, 
 A Flood of Glory burfls from all the Skies : 
 The confeious Swains, rejoicing in the Sight, 
 Eye the blue Vault, and blefs the ufeful Light. Pope Horn. 
 
 He fmooth'd the rough-call Moon's imperfect Mold, 
 And comb'd her beamy Locks with facred Gold; 
 Be thou, faid he, Queen of the mournful Night, 
 And, as he fpoke, me rofe clad o'er in Light, 
 With thoufand Stars attending on her Train; 
 With her they rile, with her they fet again. Cowl 
 
 The Moon, 
 Riling in clouded Majefty, at length 
 Unveil'd with peerlefs Light ; 
 She o'er the Dark her filver Mantle threw, 
 And in her pale Dominion check'd the Night. Milt. 
 
 Nor equal Light th' unequal Moon adorns, 
 Or in her wexing, or her waning Horns : 
 For ev'ry Day me wanes, her Face is lefs ; 
 But, gathering into Globe, me fattens at Increafe, Dryd.Oz'id. 
 The Queen of Night, whofe vail Command 
 Rules all the Sea, and half the Land ; 
 And over moiil and crazy Brains, 
 In high Spring-Tides at Midnight reigns. Hud, 
 
 C6 MORN- 
 
6o Morning 
 
 s>~ 
 
 MORNING. See Bl*jb. 
 
 'Twas ebbing Darknels, pail che Noon of Night; 
 And Pbofpbor, on the Confines of the Light, 
 Promised the Sun, ere Day began to fpring : 
 The tuneful Lark already ilretch'd her Wing, (Pal. &f Arc. 
 AndjflickVingon her Nell, made (hort E flays to ling. Dryd. 
 
 Now rofy Morn aicends the Court of J we, 
 Lifts up her Light, and opens Day above. Pope Horn. 
 
 Aurora now, fair Daughter of the Dawn, 
 Sprinkled with roiy Light the dewy Lawn. Pope Hs;n. 
 
 And now the rofy Meflenger of Day, 
 Strikes the blue Mountains with her golden Ray. Pope Horn. 
 
 Now Morn her rofy Steps in th' orient Clime 
 Advancing, fow'd the Earth with Ealtern Pearl. Milt, 
 
 Night rolls the Hours away : 
 The redd'ning Orient fhew.s the coming Day; 
 The Stars (bine fainter on th' ethexial Plains, 
 And of Night's Empire but a third remains. Pope Ho.it. 
 
 And now the Morning. Star with early Ray, 
 Flam'd in the Vront of Heav'n, and promis'd Day. Pope Horn. 
 The rofy-finger'd Morn appears, 7 
 
 And from her Mantle (hakes her Tears : > 
 
 The Sun, arifing, Mortals chears, 3 
 
 And drives the rifing Mills away, 
 In Promife of a glorious Day. Dryd.Alu.ts? Alhan. 
 Dim Night her fhadowy Cloud withdraws; the Morn, 
 Wak'd by the circling Hours, with rofy Hand 
 Unbarr'd the Gates of Light. * Milt, 
 
 Now the fair Morn fmiles with a Purple Ray, 
 Clearing before the Sun the eaftern Way ; 
 Whofe radiant Train pours from the Gates of Light, 
 And the new Day does to new Toils invite. Bloc. 
 
 And now went forth the Morn array'd in Gold, 
 And from before lier vanifh'd gloomy Night, 
 Shot through with orient Beams. Milt* 
 
 The faffron Morn, with early Blufhes fpread, 
 "Now rofe refulgent from Titbcnus' Bed ; 
 With new-born Day to gladden mortal Sight, 
 And gild the Courts of Heav'n with facred Light. Pope Horn. 
 Aurora had but newly chas'd the Night, (Arc. 
 
 And purpled o'er the Sky with blufhing Light. Dryd. Pal tf? 
 
 Twas juft the Time when the new Ebb of Night 
 Did the moiit World unveil to human Sight. Cszol. 
 
 And 
 
Morning 61 
 
 And now a Glance from mild Aurora's Eyes 
 Shoots thro' the cryllal Kingdoms of the Skies; 
 The favage Kind in Forefts ceafe to roam, 
 And Sots, o'er-charg'd with naufeous Loads, reel Home : 
 Light's chearful Smiles o'er th' azure Wafte are fpread, 
 And Mifs from Inm <? Court bolts out unpaid Gar. 
 
 Mean while, to re-falute the World with facred Light 
 Leucothoe wak'd, and with frefh Dews embalm'd 
 The Earth. And now the fmiling Morn begins 
 Her rofy Progrefs. Milt. 
 
 The early Lark, the MefTenger of Day, 
 Saluted in her Song the Morning grey ; 
 And foon the Sun arofe with Beams fo bright, 
 That all th' Horizon laugh'd to fee the joyous Sight. 
 He with his tepid Rays the Rofe renews, (& Are. 
 
 And licks the dropping Leafs, and dries the Dews. Dryd.Pal. 
 
 Now rofe the ruddy Morn from Tithorfs Bed, 
 And with the Dawn of Day the Skies o'erfpread. 
 Nor long the Sun his daily Courfe with- held, 
 But added Colours to the World reveal'd. Dryd. Virg. 
 
 At length gay Morn fmiiesin the eaiiern Sky ; 
 From robbing iilent Graves the Sextons fly : 
 The rifing Mills skud o'er the dewy Lawns, 
 The Chanter at his early Mattins yawns : 
 The Vi'lets ope their Buds, Cowflips their Bells, 
 And Progve hzr Complaint of Tereus tells. Gar. 
 
 The Sun had long iince in the Lap 
 Of Thetis taken out his Nap ; 
 And, like a Lobfter boil'd, the Morn 
 From black to red began to turn. Hud. 
 
 Aurora on Etefian Breezes borne, 
 With blnfhing Lips breathes out the fprightly Mom. 
 Each Flow'r in Dew its fhort-liv'd Empire weeps> 
 And Cynthia with her lov'd Endymion Qeeps. Gar. 
 
 Now had Aurora on the Face of Night 
 Pour'd from her golden Urn frefh Streams of Light, 
 That fln'd and clear'd the Air ; while down to Hell 
 The fhady Dregs precipitated fell. Blac. 
 
 And now the rifing Morn with rofy Light 
 Adorns the Skies, and puts the Stars to Flight. Dryd.Virg. 
 Behold the Morn in ruflet Mantle clad, (is Jul. 
 
 Walks o'er the Dew of yon high Eaftern Hill. Stiak. Rom. 
 
 The Morn, enfuieg from the Mountains Height, 
 Had fcarcely fpread the Skies with rofy Light ; 
 
 Th' 
 
6 2 Morning, 
 
 Th* etherial Courfers, bounding from the Sea, 
 
 From out their flaming Noitrils breath'd the Day. Dryd.Virg. 
 
 Behold what Streaks 
 Of Light embroider all the cloud/ Eaft. 
 Night's Tapers are burnt out, and jocund Day 
 Upon the Mountain-tops fits gaily drefs'd (&Jul. 
 
 While all the Birds brings Mufick to his Levee. Sbak.Rom. 
 
 From amber Shrouds I fee the Morning rife ; 
 Her rofy Hand begins to paint the Skies : 
 And now the City-Emmets leave their Hive, 
 And rowfing Hinds to chearful Labour drive. 
 High Cliffs and Rocks are pleafing Objects now", 
 And Nature fmiles upon the Mountain's Brow; 
 The joyful Birds falute the Sun's Approach, 
 The Sun too laughs, and mounts his gawdy Coach ; 
 While from his Car the dropping Gems diftil ; [Paris. 
 And all the Earth and all the Heav'ns do fmile. LeeMaJf.cf 
 
 It is methinks a Morning full of Fate : 
 It rifes flowly, as her fullen Care 
 Had all the Weights of Sleep and Death hung on it. 
 She is not rofy-nnger'd, but fwoll'n black ; 
 Her Face is like a Water turn'd to Blood ; 
 And her fick Head is bound about with Clouds, 
 As if fhe threaten'd Night ere Noon of Day. Job. Catiline. 
 
 The Morning rifes black, the lowVing Sun 
 Drives heavily his fable Chariot on : 
 The Face of Day now blufhes fcarlet-deep. Lee Alex. 
 
 Wifh'd Morning's come; and now upon the Plains 
 And diftant Mountains, where they feed their Flocks, 
 The happy Shepherds leave their homely Huts, 
 And with their Pipes proclaim the new-born Dav. 
 The lufty Swain comes with his well filfd Scrip 
 Of healthful Viands, which, when Hunger calls, 
 With much Content and Appetite he eats, 
 To follow in the Field his daily Toil, 
 And drefs the grateful Glebe that yields him Fruits. 
 The Beafls, that under the warm Hedges flepr, 
 And weather'd out the cold bleak Night, are up ; 
 And, looking tow'rds the neighb'ring Paftures, raife 
 Their Voice, and bid their Fellow-brutes Good-morrow .* 
 The chearful Birds too on the Tops of Trees 
 Alfemble all in Choirs, and with their Notes 
 Salute, and welcome up the rifing Sun. Otzv. Orph. 
 
 Parent 
 
Morning. Morpheus, G$ 
 
 Parent of Day ! whofe beauteous Beams of Light 
 
 Spring from the darbbme Y/o'mb of Ni^ht, 
 
 And 'midil their native Horrors fhow 
 Like Gems adorning ofVie Negro's Brow. 
 
 Not Heav'n's fair Bow can equal thee, 
 
 In all its gawdv Draperv : 
 Thou firft Effay of Light, and Pledge of Day ! 
 Rival of Shade! Eternal Spring of Light ! 
 
 From thy bright unexhaufted Womb 
 The beauteous Race of Days and Seafons come. 
 
 Thy Beauty Ages cannot wrong, 
 
 But 'fpite of Time thou'rt ever young. 
 Thou art alone Heav'n's modeft virgin Light, 
 Whofe Face a Veil of Blufhes hides from human Sight. 
 At thy Approach, Nature eredts her Head ; 
 
 The fmiling Univerfe is glad; 
 
 The drowfy Earth and Seas awake, 
 And from thy Beams new Life and Vigour take. 
 
 When thy more chearful Rays appear, 
 
 Ev'n Guilt and Women ceafe to fear : 
 Horror, Difpair, and all the Suns of Night, 
 Retire before thy Beams, and take their hafty Flight, 
 
 Thou rifeftin the fragrant Earl, 
 Like the fair Phcenix from her balmy Nefl; 
 But yet thy fading Glories foon decay, 
 
 Thine's but a momentary Stay, 
 
 Too foon thou're ravifh'd from our Sight, 
 Borne down th« Stream of Day, and overwhelmed with Light. 
 
 Thy Beams to thy own Ruin haile, 
 
 They're fram'd too ex-quiiite to lail : 
 Thine is a glorious, but a fhort-liv'd State; 
 Pity fo fair a Birth fhould yield fo foon to Fate ! Tald, 
 
 MORPHEUS. 
 
 Somnus, the dro\rfy God, 
 Excited Morpheus from the fleepy Crow'd : 
 Morpheus, of all his num'rous Train, exprefs'd 
 The Shape of Man, and imitated beft : 
 The Walk, the Words, the Gefture could fupply, 
 The Habit mimick, and the Mien bely : 
 Plays well, but all his Action is confin'd, 
 Extending not beyond our human Kind. 
 Another Birds, and Beails, and Dragons apes^ 
 And dreadful Images and Monfter-fhapes : 
 
 This 
 
64 Morpheus. To-Morrovj. 
 
 This Demon, Icelos, in HeavVs high Hall, 
 The Gods have nam'd, but Men Phobetor call. 
 A Third is Pbantafus, whofe Aclions roll 
 On meaner Thoughts, aid Things devoid of Soul : 
 Earth, Fruits, and FlovvVs he reprefents in Dreams, 
 And folid Rocks unmov'd, and Running Streams : 
 Thefe three to Kings and Chiefs their Scenes difplay, 
 The reft before th' ignoble Commons play. Dryd. Ovid* 
 
 Still when the golden Sun withdraws his Beams, 
 And drowfy Night invades the weary World, 
 Forth flies -the God of Dreams, fantaftick Morpheas ; 
 Ten thoufand mimick Fancies fleet around him, 
 Subtile as Air, and various in their Natures : 
 Each has ten thoufand thoufand different Forms, 
 In which they dance confus'd before the Sleeper ; 
 While the vain God laughs to behold what Pain 
 Imaginary Evils give Mankind, Rozve U/yf. 
 
 TO-MORROW. See Drinking. 
 Seek not to know To morrow's Doom, 
 That is not ours which is to come ! 
 The prefent Moment's all our Store,, 
 The next ihou'd Keav'n allow, 
 Then this will be no more : 
 So all our Life is but one Inftant Now. 
 Look on each Day you've paft 
 To be a mighty Treafure won ; 
 And lay each Minute out in Hafle, 
 We're lure to live too faft, 
 
 And cannot live too foon. Cong. Hor. 
 
 To-morrow and her Works defy ; 
 
 Lay hold upon the prefent Hour, 
 And match the Pleafures pafling by, 
 
 To put them out of Fortune's PowV : 
 Nor Love, nor Love's Delights difdain ; 
 Whate'er thou get'it To-day is Gain. Dryd. Her, 
 We are not fare To-morrow will be ours; 
 Wars have, like Love, their favourable Hours : 
 Let us ufe ail ; for if we lofe one Day, 
 The white one in the Crowd may flip away. Dryd. Tyr. Love 
 Happy the Man, and happy he alone, 
 He who can call To-day his own ! 
 He, who fecure within, can fay, 
 To-morrow do thy worft, for I have liv'd To-day. 
 
 Be 
 
To- Morrow. Mountain. 65 
 
 Be fair, or foul, or rain, or mine, 
 The foys I have poflefs'd in fpite of Fate are mine : 
 Not Heav'n it felf upon the p.iit hath Pow'r, (Hor. 
 
 But what has been, has been, and I have had my Hcmr. Dryd, 
 The hoary Fool who many Days 
 
 Has ftruggl'd with continu'd Sorrow, 
 Renews his Hopes, and blindy lays 
 
 The defp'rate Bett upon To-morrow : 
 To-morrow comes, 'tis Noon, 'tis Night, 
 
 This Day like all the former fled, 
 Yet on he runs to feek Delight 
 To-morrow, 'till To-night he's dead. Pritr. 
 
 Learn 
 The Bounds of Good and Evil to difcern. 
 Unhappy he who does this Work adjourn, 
 And 'till To-morrow would the Search delay ; 
 His lazy Morrow will be like To-day. 
 
 Yefterday was once To-Morrow : 
 That Yefterday is gone, and nothing gain'd, 
 And all thy fruitlefs Days will thus be drain'd; 
 For thou haft more To-morrows yet to ask, 
 And wilt be ever to begin thy Task ; 
 Thou like the hindmoft Chariot-Wheels art curft, 
 Still to be near, but ne'er to reach the firft. Dryd. Per/. 
 
 Our Yefterday 's To-morrow now is gone, 
 And ftill a new To-morrow does come on ; 
 We by To morows draw up all our Store, 
 'Till th' exhaulted Wei) can yield no more. 
 
 To-morrow I will live, the Fool does lay, 
 To-day it felf \ too late ; the Wife Hv'd yefterday. Cowl-Mart. 
 
 Life for Delays and doubts no Time does give; 
 None ever yet made too much Hafte to live. Cowl. Mart' 
 
 MOUNTAIN. See Alps. Atlas, Creation, Parting. 
 TenerifF, Vefuvius. 
 
 Behold the Mountains, leff'ning as they rife, 
 Lofe the low Vales, and ileal into the Skies. Pope. 
 
 His prQud Heart the airy Mountain hides 
 Among the Clouds; his Shoulders and his Sides 
 A (hady Mantle clothes ; his curled Brows 
 Frown on the gentle Stream, which calmly flows : 
 While Winds and Streams his lofty Forehead beat, 
 The common Fate of all that's high and Great. Denh. 
 
 As 
 
66 Mountain. Murrain. 
 
 As Alpine Hills, which o'er the Clouds arife, 
 And rear their Heads amidft contiguous Skies, 
 Enjoy ferene, uninterrupted Day, 
 And floating Tempefts all beneath furvey : 
 Their lofty Peaks no threat'ning Meteors wear, 
 Nor ponderous Fogs, which cloud inferiour Air: 
 The fledfaft Heaps the raging Winds defy, 
 So deep they fix their Roots, and raife theirHeads fo high. B/ac. 
 
 Nigh the dull Shore a fhapelefs Mountain flood, 
 That with a dreadful Frown furvey'd the Flood. 
 Its fearful Brow no lively Greens put on ; 
 No frisky Goats bound o'er the ridgy Stone. Gar. 
 
 Ridges of high contiguous Hills arife, 
 Divide the Clouds, and penetrate the Skies. Blac. 
 
 Like Erix, or like Atbos, great he fhows, 
 Or Father Appenine, when, white with Snows, 
 His Head divine, obfcure in Clouds he hides, 
 And fhakes the founding Foreft on his Sides. Dryd. Virg. 
 
 As when a Fragment from a Mountain torn, 
 By raging Tempefts, or by Torrents borne ; 
 Or fapp'd by Time, or loofen'd from the Roots, 
 Prone thro' the Void, the rocky Ruin fhoots, 
 Rolling from Crag to Crag, from Steep to Steep ; 
 Down fink at once the Shepherds and their Sheep j 
 Involv'd alike, they rufh to nether Ground; 
 Stunn'd with the Shock they fall, and flunn'd from Earth 
 rebound. Dryd. Virg: 
 
 Not with lefs Ruin than the Baian Mole, 
 Rais'd on the Seas the Surges to controul, 
 At once comes tumbling down the rocky Wall ; 
 Prone to the Deep the Stones disjointed fall 
 Off the vaft Pile : The fcatter'd Ocean flies. (Virg. 
 
 Biack Sands, difcolour'd Froth, and mingled Mud arife. Dryd. 
 
 MURRAIN. 
 
 Here from the vicious Air, and fickly Skies, 
 A Plague did on the dumb Creation rife. 
 During th' autumnal Heats th' Infection grew, 
 Tame Cattle, and the Beafts of Nature flew : 
 Pois'ning the ftanding Lakes, and Pools impure, 
 Nor was the foodful Grafs in Fields fecure ; 
 Strange Death ! For when the thirily Fire had drunk 
 Their vital Blood, and their dry Nerves were fhrunk ; 
 
 When 
 
Murrain. 6j 
 
 When the contracted Limbs were cramp'd, ev'n then 
 
 A wat'rifh Humour fwell'd, and ooz'd agen ; 
 
 Converting into Bane the kindly Juice, 
 
 Ordain'd by Nature for a better Ufe. 
 
 The Victim Ox, that was for Altars prefs'd, 
 
 Trimm'd with white Ribbands, and with Garlands drek'd. 
 
 Sunk of himfelf, without the God's Command, 
 
 Preventing the flow Sacrificer's Hand : 
 
 Or, by the Holy Butcher if he fell, 
 
 Th* infpecled Entrails could no Fates foretel : 
 
 Nor, laid on Altars, did pure Flames arife, 
 
 But Clouds of fmould'ring Smoak forbad the Sacrifice. 
 
 Scarcely the "Knife was redden'd with his Gore, 
 
 Or the black Poifon ftain'd the fandy Floor. 
 
 The thriven Calves in Meads their Food forfake, 
 
 And render their fweet Souls before the plenteous Rack : 
 
 The fawning Dog runs mad : The wheafing Swine 
 
 With Coughs is choakM, and labours from the Chine. 
 
 The Victor Horfe, forgetful of his Food : 
 
 The Palm renounces, and abhors the Flood : 
 
 He paws the Ground, and on his hanging Ears f 
 
 A doubtful Sweat in clammy Drops appears, J> 
 
 Parch'd is his Hide, and rugged are his Hairs. j 
 
 Such are the Symptoms of the young Difeafe ; 
 
 But in Time's Procefs, when his Pains increafe, 
 
 He rolls his mournful Eyes, he deeply groans, 
 
 With patient Sobbings, and with manly Moans ; 
 
 He heaves for Breath, which from his Lungs fupply'd, 
 
 And fetch' d from far, diftends his laboring Side : 
 
 To his rough Palate his dry Tongue fucceeds, 
 
 And ropy Gore he from his Noftrils bleeds. 
 
 Fir'd into Rage, at length he grinds his Teeth 
 
 In his own Flefli, and feeds approaching Death. 
 
 The Steer, who to the Yoke was bred to bow, 
 
 (Studious of Tillage, and the crooked Plow) 
 
 Falls down and dieo ; and dying fpews a Flood 
 
 Of foamy Madnefs mix'd with clotted Blood. 
 
 The Clown, who, curling Providence, repines, 
 
 His mournful Fellow from the Team disjoins; 
 
 With many a Groan forfakes his fruitlefs Care, 
 
 And in th'unfinifh'd Furrow leaves the Share. 
 
 The pining Steer, no Shades of lofty Woods, 
 
 Nor flow'ry Meads can eafe, nor cryilal Floods 
 
 Roll'd 
 
6$ Murrain. 
 
 Roll'd from the Rocks: his flabby Flanks decreafe; 
 His Eyes are let tied in a rtupid Peace i 
 His Bulk too weighty for his Thighs is grown, 
 And his unwieldy Neck hangs dropping down. 
 The nightly Wolf, that round th' Enclofure prowl'd, 
 To leap the Fence, now plots not on the Fold, 
 Tam'd with a (harper Pah. The fearful Doe, "O 
 
 And flying Stag, amidir. the Greyhounds go, > 
 
 And round the Dwellings roam of Man, their fiercer Foe. J^ 
 The fcaly Nations of the Sea profound, 
 Like fhipwreckM CarcaiTes, are driv'n aground ; 
 And mighty Pbocrc, never feen before 
 In fhallow Streams, are ftranded on the" Shore. 
 The Viper dead within her Hole is found ; 
 Defencelefs was the Shelter of the Ground. 
 The Water-Snake, whom Fifh and Paddocks fed, 
 With flaring Scales lies poifon'd in his Bed. 
 To Birds their native Heav'ns contagious prove, 
 From Clouds they fall, and leave their Souls above. 
 The Rivers, and their Banks, and Hills around, 
 With Lovvings, and with dying Bleats, refound ; 
 At length Fate ftrikes an univerfal Blow, 
 To Death at once whole Herds of Cattle go : 
 Sheep, Oxen, Horfcs fall ; and heap'd on high, 
 The ditF'ring Species in Confufion lie. Dryd. Virg> 
 
 From poifon'd Stars a mortal Influence came, 
 
 (The mingled Malice of their Flame) 
 A skilful Angel did th' Ingredients take, 
 And, with juir. Hands, the fad Compofure make; 
 And over all Land did a full Vial make ? 
 Thirft, Giddinefs, Faintnefs, and putrid Heats, 
 
 And pining Pains, and fhiv'ring Sweats, 
 On all the Cattle, all the Beafts, did fall : 
 Tke lab'ring Ox drops down before the Plow ; 
 And the crown y d Victims, to the Altar led, 
 
 Sink, and prevent the lifted Blow. 
 The gen'rous Horfe from the full Manger turns his Head, 
 
 Does his lov'd Floods and Paftures fcorn, 
 
 Hates the flirill Trumpet and the Horn ; 
 
 Nor can his lifelefs Noitrils pleafe. 
 With the once ravifhing Smell of all his dappled MifJrefTcs. 
 
 The ftarving Sheep refufe to feed ; 
 They bleat their inn'cent Souls out into Air : 
 
 The 
 
Mufe 69 
 
 The faithful Dogs lies gafping by them there : (Cowl. 
 
 Th' aftonifh'd Shepherd weeps, and breaks his tuneful Reed. 
 
 MUSE. 
 Go, the rich Chariot inftantly prepare ; 
 
 The Queen, my Mufe, will take the Air : 
 Unruly Fancy, with ftrong Judgment, trace ; 
 
 Putin the nimble-footed Wit, 
 Smooth plac'd Eloquence join with it : 
 Sound Memory with young Invention place ; 
 
 Harnefs all the winged Race : 
 
 Let the Poililion, Nature, mount, 
 
 The Coachman, Art, be fet ; 
 And let the airy Footmen, running all befide, 
 
 Make a long Row of goodly Pride. 
 Figures, Conceit*, Raptures, and Sentence Sj, 
 
 In a well-worded Drefs ; 
 And innocent Loves, andpleafant Truths, and artful Lies, 
 
 In all their gawdy Liveries. 
 Mount, glorious Queen i thy trav'ling Throne, 
 And bid pur onj 
 
 For long, tho' chearful, is the Way, 
 And Life, alas ! allows but one ill Winter's Day; 
 Where never Foot of Man nor Hoof of Beait 
 The Paflage prefs'd ; 
 
 Where never Jr ifh did fly, 
 And with fhort filver Wings cut the low liquid Sky.? 
 
 Where Bird, with painted Oar, did ne'er 
 
 Row thro' the trackiefs Ocean of the Air. 
 Where never yet did pry 
 
 The bufy Morning's curious Eye, 
 The Wheels of thy bold Coach pafs quick and free, 
 
 And all's an open Road to thee j 
 Whatever God did fay, 
 Is all thy plain and fmooth uninterrupted Way : 
 Nay, e'en beyond his Works thy Voyages are known, 
 Thou haft ten thoufand Worlds too of tr.y own. 
 Thou fpeak'ft, great Queen ! in the fame Style as he ; 
 And a new World leaps forth, when thou fay 'ft, Let it U. 
 Thou fathom'ft deep the Gulph of Ages pall, 
 
 And can'ft pluck up, with Eafe, 
 
 The Years which thou doft pleafe; 
 Like fhipwreck'd Treafure, by rude Tempefts caft 
 
 Long 
 
70 Mufe. 
 
 Long fince into the Sea, 
 Brought up again to Light and publick Ufe by thee. 
 
 Nor doll thou only dive To low, 
 But fly, 
 With an unweary'd Wing, the other Way as high : 
 
 Where Fates among the Stars do grow, 
 There into the clofe Nells of Time doth peep, 
 
 And there, with piercing Eye, 
 Thro' the firm Shell, and the thick White doll fpy 
 
 Times-to-come a forming lie, 
 Clofe in their iacred Secundine afleep ; 
 
 Till hatch 1 d by the Sun's vital Heat, 
 
 Which o'er them yet does brooding fit, 
 They Life and Motion get : 
 
 And, ripe at Jail, with vigVous Might, 
 Break thro' the Shell, and take their everlailing Flight. 
 And fure we may 
 
 The fame too of the prefent fay, 
 If pad and future Times do thee obey : 
 
 Thou llop'fl this Current, and doll make 
 The running River fettle like a Lake ; 
 Thy certain Hands hold faft this flipp'ry Snake. 
 
 The Fruit, which does fo quickly waile, 
 
 Men fcarce can fee it, much lefs taile, 
 Thou comriteft in Sweets to make it lafl. 
 
 This fhining Piece of Ice, 
 
 Which melts fo Toon away, 
 With the Sun's Ray, 
 Thy Verfe does folidate and cryilallize, 
 
 'Till it a lading Mirrour be : 
 Nay, thy immortal Rhyme 
 
 Makes this one fhort Point of Time 
 To fill up half the Orb of round Eternity. Cowl. 
 
 Invocation of the MUSES. 
 Now, ere we venture to unfoid 
 Atchievements fo refolv'd and bold, 
 We fhould, as learned Poets ufe, 
 Invoke th' Afiiftance of fome Mufe '. 
 We think 'tis no great matter which; 
 They're all alike ; yet we fhall pitch 
 On one that fits our Purpofe moil. 
 Whom therefore thus we do accofl. Hud. 
 
 Queen 
 
Mufe. 
 
 7i 
 
 Queen of all harmonious Things, 
 Dancing Words, and fpeaking Strings, 
 What God, what Hero wilt thou fing? 
 
 WJiat happy Man to equal Glories bring ? 
 
 Begin, begin thy noble Choice; (Cozvl.Pi?id. 
 
 And let the Hills around reflecl the Image of thy Voice. 
 Now, Erato, thy Poet's Mind infpire, 
 
 And fill his Soul with thy Celeftial Fire. Dryd. Virg. 
 
 And now the mighty Labour is begun, 
 
 Ye Mufes, open all your Helicon ; 
 
 For well you know, and can record alone (^ r S m 
 
 What Fame to future Time conveys but darkly down. Dryd. 
 Say, Virgins, feated round the Throne divine ! 
 
 All-knowing Goddefles ! Immortal Nine ! 
 
 Since Earth's wide Regions, HeavVs unmeafur'd Height, 
 
 And Hell's Abyfs, hide nothing from your Sight, 
 
 (We, wretched Mortals \ loft in Doubts below, 
 
 But guefs'd. by Rumour, and but boaft we know. 
 
 Daughters of Jove, afiift ! Infpir'd by you, 
 
 The mighty Labour, dauntlefs, I purine. Pope Hem. 
 
 Ye Mufes, ever fair, and ever young, 
 
 Affift my Numbers, and infpire my Song ; 
 
 For you in ringing martial Facls excel ; 
 
 You beft remember, and alone can tell. Dryd.Virg. 
 
 Defcend from Heav'n, Urania! by that Name 
 
 If rightly thou art cali'd, whofe Voice divine 
 
 Following, above th' Olympian Hill I foar ; 
 
 Above the Flight of Pegaftsan Wing : 
 
 The Meaning, not the Name, I call; for thou 
 
 Nor of the Mufes Nine, nor on the Top 
 
 Of old Olympus dwell'ft ; but, heav'nly-born, 
 
 Before the Hills appear'd, or Fountain's flow'd, 
 
 Thou with Eternal Wifdom didft converfe ; 
 
 Wifdom, thy Sifter, and with her did'ft play 
 
 In Prefence of th' Almighty Father, pleased 
 
 With thy celeftial Song : Upheld by thee, 
 
 Into the Heav'n of Heav'ns I have prefum'd, 
 
 And earthly Gueft, and drawn Empyreal Air, 
 
 Thy Tempting : With like Safety guided down, 
 
 Return me to my native Element : 
 
 Left from, this flying Steed unrein'd (as once 
 
 Belleropbon, tho* from a lower Clime) 
 
 Difmounted, on th' Aleian Field I fall, 
 
 Erroneous, there to wander, and forlorn. 
 
 Half yet remains unfung, but narrower bound Withifi 
 
y 2 Mitfich 
 
 Within the vifible diurnal Sphere ; 
 Standing on Earth, not rapt above the Pole, 
 More fafe' I fing with mortal Voice, unchanged 
 To hoarfe or mute, tho' fall'n on evil Days, 
 On evil Days tho 1 fall'n and evil Tongues ; 
 In Darknefs, and with Dangers compafs'd round, 
 And Solitude. Yet not alone, while thou 
 Vifit'il my Slumbers nightly, or when Morn 
 Purples theEaii; llill govern thou my Song, 
 Urania, 'and fit Audience find, tho' few ; 
 But drive far off the barb'rous DifTonance 
 Of Bacchus and his Revellers, the Race 
 Of that wild Rout that tore the Tbracian Bard 
 In Rbodope, where Woods and Rocks had Ears 
 To Rapture, till the lavage Clamour drown'd 
 Both Harp and Voice ; nor could the Mufe defend 
 Her Son. So fail not thou, who thee implores : 
 For thou art heav'nly, fhe an empty Dream. Milt. 
 
 Thou that with Ale, or viler Liquors, - 
 Didil infpire Withers, Pryji, and Vickars, 
 And force them, tho' it were in Spite 
 Of Nature and their Stars to write; 
 Who, as we find in fullen Writs, 
 And crofs grain'd Works of modern Wits, 
 With Vanity, Opinion, Want, 
 The Wonder of the Ignorant, 
 The Praifes of the Author, penn'd 
 B' himfelf, or Wit-infuring Friend, 
 The Itch of Picture in the Front, 
 With Bays, and wicked Rhyme upon't ; 
 All that is left o' th' forked Hill. 
 To make Men fcribbJe without Skill : 
 Can'ft make a Poet Spite of Fate, 
 And teach all People to tranflate ; 
 Tho' out of Languages in which 
 They underftand no Part of Speech : 
 AfTift me but this once I implore, 
 And I fhall trouble thee no more. Hud. 
 
 M U S I C K. See Lute, Lyre, Poetry, Singing. 
 
 Tell me, O Mufe! (for thou, or none, can'fl teli) 
 The myflick Pow'rs that in b'eft Numbers dwell. 
 At firft a various unform'd Hint we find 
 Rife in fome Godlike Poet's fertile Mind, 
 
 Till 
 
Mufich 73 
 
 Till all the Parts and Words their Places take ; 
 
 And, with juft Marches, Verfe and Mufick make. 
 
 Such was God's Poem, this World's new Effay 5 
 
 So wild and rude in its firft Draught it lay : 
 
 Th' ungovem'd Parts no Correfpondence knew, 
 
 And artlefs War from thwarting Motions grew, 
 
 Till they to Number and fix'd Rules were brought 
 
 By the eternal Mind's poetick Thought : 
 
 Water and Air he for the Tenour chofe, 
 
 Earth made the Bafe, the Treble Flame arofe: 
 
 To th' active Moon a quick brisk Stroke he gave, 
 
 To Saturn** String a Touch more foft and grave: 
 
 The Motions, ftreight, and round, and fwift, and flow, 
 
 And fhort, and long, were mix'd and woven fo, 
 
 Did in fuch artful Figures fmoothly fall, 
 
 As made this decent meafur'd Dance of All. 
 
 And this is Mufick. Cowl, 
 
 From Harmony, from heav'nly Harmony, 
 This univerfal Frame began : 
 From Harmony to Harmony, 
 Thro' all the Compafs of the Notes k ran, 
 The Diapafon doling full in Man. DryJ> 
 
 And Man may juftly tuneful Strains admire J 
 His Soul is Mufick, and his Breaft a Lyre : 
 A Lyre, which, while its various Notes agree, 
 Enjoys the Sweets of its own Harmony. 
 In us rough Hatred with foft Love is join'd, "t 
 
 And fprightly Hope with grov'ling Fear combind, J> 
 
 To form the Parts of our harmonious Mind. \ 
 
 What ravifhes the Soul, what charms the Ear, 
 Is Mufick, tho' a various Drefs it wear. 
 Beauty is Mufick too, tho' in Difguife ; ~% 
 
 Too fine to touch the Ear, it ftrikes the Eyes, > 
 
 And, thro"em, to the Soul the filent Stroke conreys. \ 
 'Tis Mufick heav'nly, fuch as in a Sphere, 
 We only can admire, but cannot hear. 
 Nor is the Pow'r of Numbers lefs below, O 
 
 By them all Humours yield, all Paflions bow, S. 
 
 And ftubborn Crouds are chang'd, yet know not how. 3 
 Let other Arts in fenfelefs Matter reign, 
 Mimick in Brafs, or with mix'd Juices ftainj 
 Mufick, the mighty Artift, Man, can rule, f 
 
 As long as it has Numbers, he a Soul, Si 
 
 And much as Man can thofe mean Arts controul. > 
 
 Vol. II. D \i 
 
74 Mufick. 
 
 If Mufick be the Food of Love, play on : 
 That Strain again : It had a dying Fall : 
 Oh ! it came o'er my Ear like a fweet Sound 
 That breathes upon a Bank of Violets, 
 Stealing and giving Odours. Sbak. Twelfth Night. 
 
 Mufick has Charms to footh a favage Breaft, 
 To foften Rocks, and bend a knotted Oak : 
 lVe read that Things inanimate have mov'd, 
 And, as with living Souls, have been inform'd (Bride. 
 By magick Numbers, and perfuafive Sound. Cong. Mourn. 
 
 Let there be Mufick, let the Mafter touch 
 The fprightly String, and foftly-breathing Flute; 
 Till Harmony rowze ev'ry gentle Paffion ! 
 Teach the cold Maid to Iofe her Fears in Love, 
 And the fierce Youth languiih at her Feet. 
 Begin ! Ev'n Age it felf is chear'd with Mufick, 
 It wakes a glad Remembrance of our Youth, (Pen. 
 
 Calls back part Joys, and warms us into Tranfport. Rotve Fair 
 
 The breathing Flutes foft Notes are heard around, 
 And the fhrill Trumpets mix their Silver Sound : 
 The vaulted Roofs with echoing Mufick ring ; 
 Thefe touch the vocal Stop, and thofe the trembling String. 
 Not thus Amphion tun'd the warbling Lyre, 
 Nor Joab the founding Clarion could infpire ; 
 Nor fierce Theodamas, whofe fprightly Strain 
 Could fwell the Soul to Rage, and fire the martial Train. Pope 
 
 (Jan. and May. 
 Hear how Timotbeus' various Lays fur prize, 
 And bid alternate Paflions fall and rife ; 
 While, at each Change, the Son of Lybian Jove, 
 Now burns with Glory, and then melts with Love. 
 Now his fierce Eyes with fparkling Fury glow, 
 Now Sighs ileal out, and Tears begin to flow : 
 Perfians and Greeks like Turns of Nature found, 
 And the World's Victor Hood fubdu'd by Sound. Pope. 
 
 'Tvvas at the Royal Feaft for Perfia, won 
 
 By Philip's warlike Son j 
 
 Aloft, in awful State, 
 
 The God-like Hero fate 
 
 On his Imperial Throne. 
 
 His valiant Peers were plac'd around, 
 Their Brows with Rofes and with Myrtles bound, 
 
 (So mould Defert in Arms be crovfn'd) 
 
 The 
 
Mufick. 75 
 
 The lovely Thais, by his Side, 
 Sate like a blooming Eaflern Bride, 
 In Fiow'r of Youth, and Beauty's Pride. 
 Happy, happy, happy, Pair! 
 None but the Brave, none but the Brave, 
 
 None but the Brave deferves the Fair.. 
 Timotheus, plac'd on High 
 Amid the tuneful Choir, 
 With flying Fingers touch'd the Lyre ; 
 The trembling Notes afcend the Sky, 
 And heav'nly Joy infpire, 
 The Song began from Jove, 
 Who left his blifsful Seats above, 
 (Such is the Pow'r of mighty Love !) 
 A Dragon's firy Form bely'd the God: 
 Sublime on radiant Spires he rode, 
 When he to fair Olympia prefs'd ; 
 And while he fought her fnowy Breafr, 
 Then round her flender Wafte he curl'd, 
 And ftamp'd an Image of himfelf, a Sovereign of the World j 
 The lift'ning Croud admire the lofty Sound, 
 A prefent Deity! they fliout around, 
 A prefent Deity ! the vaulted Roofs rebound. 
 With raviftfd Ears 
 The Monarch hears, 
 Ailtimes the God, 
 Affects to nod, 
 And feems to make the Spheres. 
 The Praiie of Bacchus then the fweet Mufician fung, 
 Of Bacchus ever fair and ever young. 
 The jolly God in Triumph comes; 
 Sound the Trumpets, beat the Drums; 
 FlunYd with a purple Grace, 
 He (hews his honefl Face. 
 Now give the Hautboys Breath ; he comes ! he comes I 
 Bacchus, ever fair and young, 
 Drinking Joys did firft ordain : 
 Bacchus' 1 BlefCngs are Treafure, 
 Drinking is the Soldier's Pleafure ; 
 Rich the Treafure, 
 Sweet the Pleafure, 
 Sweet is Pleafure after Pain. 
 Sooth 1 d with the Sound, the King grew vain, 
 Fought all his Battles o'er again, 
 And thrice he routed all his Foes, and thrice he flew the Slain: 
 D 2 The 
 
j 6 Mufick. 
 
 The Matter faw the Ma dne fs rife, 
 His glowing Cheeks, his ardent Eyes ; 
 And, while he Heav'n and Earth defy'd, 
 Chang'd his Hand, and check'd his Pride : 
 He chofe a mournful Mufe, 
 Soft pity to infufe : 
 He fung Darius great and good, 
 By too fevere a Fate, 
 Fall'n, fall'n, fall'n, fall'n, 
 Fairn from his high Eftate, 
 And welt'ring in his Blood ; 
 Deferted, at his utraoft Need, 
 By thofe his former Bounty fed : 
 On the bare Earth expos'd he lies, 
 With not a Friend to clofe his Eyes. 
 With down-caft Looks the joylefs Victor fate, 
 Revolving in his alter'd Soul 
 
 The various Turns of Chance below ; 
 And now and then a Sigh he ftole, 
 
 And Tears began to flow. 
 The mighty Matter fmiPd to fee 
 That Love was in the next Degree ; 
 'Twas but a kindred Sound to move, 
 For pity melts the Soul to Love. 
 Softly fweet, in Lydian Meafures, 
 Soon he footh'd his Soul to Pleafures : 
 War, he fung, is Toil and Trouble, 
 Honour but an empty Bubble ; 
 Never ending, ftill beginning ; 
 
 Fighting ftill, and ftill deftroying ; 
 If the World be worth thy Winning, 
 Think, O think it worth enjoy ingl 
 Lovely Thais fits befide thee; 
 Take the Good the Gods provide thee. 
 The many rend the Skies with loud Applaufe; 
 So Love was crown'd ; but Mufick won the Caufe. 
 The Prince, unable to conceal his Pain, 
 Gaz'd on the Fair 
 Who caus'd his Care, 
 And figh'd and look'd, figh'd and lookM, 
 Sigh'd and look'd, and figh'd again. 
 At length with Wine and Love at once opprefsM, 
 The vanquifh'd Victor funk upon her Breaft. 
 
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 Now ftrike the golden Lyre again, 
 A louder yet, and yet a louder Strain; 
 Break his Bands of Sleep afunder, 
 And rovvze him like a rattling Peal of Thunder. 
 Hark, hark, the horrid Sound 
 Has rais'd up his Head ; 
 As awak'd from the Dead, 
 And, amaz'd, he ftares round. 
 Reveng! Revenge! Timotbeus cries, 
 See the Furies arife I 
 See the Snakes that they rear, 
 How they hifs in their Hair, 
 And the Sparkles that flafh from their Eyes! 
 Behold a ghaftly Band, 
 Each a Torch in his Hand ! 
 Thefe are Grecian Ghofts that in Battle were flain, 
 And unburied remain, 
 Inglorious, on the Plain ; 
 Give the Vengeance due 
 To the valiant Crew : 
 Behold how they tofs their Torches on high, 
 
 How they point to the Perjian Abodes, 
 And glitt'ring Temples of their hoftile Gods! 
 
 The Princes applaud with a furious Joy, 
 And the King feiz'd a Flambeau, with Zeal to deftroy : 
 Thais led the Way, 
 To light him to his Prey ; 
 And, like another Helen, fir'd another Troy. 
 Thus long ago, 
 Ere heaving Bellows learnM to blow, 
 While Organs yet were mute, 
 Timotbeus to his breathing Flute, 
 And founding Lyre, 
 Could fwell the Soul to Rage, or kindle foft Defire. Dryd. 
 
 Thus David* s Lyre did SauPs wild Rage controul, 
 And tune the harm Diforders of his Soul. 
 His Sheep would fcorn their Food to hear his Lay, 
 And lavage Beads ihnd by as tame as they. 
 Rivers, whofe Waves roll'd down aloud before, 
 Mute as their Fifh, would Men tow'rds the Shore. Cowl, 
 The Groves rejoyc'd the Tbracian Verfe to hear ; 
 Jn vain did Nature bid them ttay : 
 When Orpheus had his Song begun, 
 
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7$ Mttfick. 
 
 They call'd their wond'ring Roots away, 
 
 And bade them filent to him run. Cowh 
 
 For Orpheus' Lute could foften Steel aad Stone, 
 Make Tigers tame, and huge Leviathans 
 Forfake unfounded Deeps, and dance on Sands. Shak. The 
 
 (two Gent, of Verona. 
 
 Th' unhappy Husband, Husband now no more, 
 t)id on his tuneful Harp his Lofs deplore, 
 And fought his mournful Mind with Mufick to reflore. 
 On thee, dear Wife, in Defarts all alone, 
 He call'd, figh'd, fung : His Griefs with Day begun, 
 Nor were they fininYd with the fetting Sun. 
 £v*n to the dark Dominions of the Night 
 He took his Way, thro' Forefts void of Light ; 
 Anddar'd amidil the trembling Ghofls- to fing, 
 And Hood before th > inexorable King. 
 Th 1 infernal Manfions, nodding, feem to dance ; 
 The gaping three-mouth'd Dog forgets to fnarl ; 
 The Furies hearken, and their Snakes uncurl : 
 Jxion feems no more his Pains to fed, 
 $ut leans attentive on his (landing Wheel. Dryd. Virg. 
 
 MYRRHA. 
 Mean while (*) the mif-begotten Infant grows, 
 And, ripe for Birth, diilends with deadly Throes 
 The fwelling Rind, with unavailing Strife, 
 To leave the wooden Womb, and puflies into Life. 
 The Mother-Tree, as if opprefs'd with Pain, 
 Writhes here and there to break the Bark in vain ; 
 And, like a lab'ring Woman, would have pray'd, 
 But wants a Voice to call Lucinas Aid. 
 The bending Bowl fends out a hollow Sound, 
 And trickling Tears fall thick upon the Ground. 
 The mild Lucina came uncalFd, and flood 
 Befide the flruggling Boughs, and heard the groaning Wood ; 
 Then reached her Midwife-hand to fpeed the Throes, 
 And fpoke the pow'rful Spells that Babes to Birth difclofe. 
 The Bark divides the living Load to free, 
 And fife delivers the convulfive Tree. Dryd. Ovid. 
 
 (*) The Poets feign that Myrrha was got with-Childby her 
 Father t and deliver 'd after fie was chan£dinio a Tree. 
 
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 NATURE WART.^ See Tainting. 
 Unerring Nature, ftill divinely bright, 
 One clear, unchang'd, and univerfru Light, 
 Life, Force, and Beauty, mult to all impart, 
 At once the Source, and End, and Teft of Art. 
 Art from that Fund each juft Supply provides, 
 Works without Show, and without Pomp prefides : 
 In fome fair Body thus the fecret Soul 
 With Spirits feeds, with Vigour fills the Whole, 
 Each Motion guides, and ev'ry Nerve fuftains ; 
 Itfelf unfeen, but in Effect remains. Tope. 
 
 Let Art ufe Method and good Husbandry : 
 Art lives on Nature's Alms, is weak and poor ; 
 Nature her felf has unexhauited Store ; 
 Wallows in Wealth, and runs a turning Maze, 
 
 That no vulgar Eye can trace i 
 
 Art, inftead of mounting high, 
 About her humble Food does hov'ring fly ; 
 Like the ignoble Crow, Rapine and Noiie does love ; 
 While Nature, like the facred Bird of Jove, 
 Now bears loud Thunder, and anon, with filcnt Joy, 
 
 The beauteous Phrygian Boy, 
 Defeats the ftrong, overtakes the flying Prey; 
 And fometimes-basks in th' open Flames of Day ; 
 
 And fometimes too he fhrowds 
 
 His foaring Wings among the Clouds. Cowl 
 
 NECROMANCER, See Witch. 
 Him have I feen (on IJier's Banks he flood, 
 Where hit. we wintered) bind the headlong Flood 
 In fudden Icej and, where moft fvvift it flows, 
 In cry Mai Nets the wond'ring Fifties clofe : 
 Then, with a Moment's Thaw, the Stream enlarge, 
 And from the Mefh the twinkling Guefts difcharge. 
 In a deep Vale, or near fome ruin'd Wall, 
 He would the Ghoils of flaughter'd Soldiers call ; 
 Who flow to wounded Bodies did repair, 
 And, loth to enter, ihiver'd in the Air: 
 Thefe his dread Wand did to fhort Life compel, 
 And forc'd the Fates of Battle to foretel. 
 In a lone Tent, all hung with Black, I faw 
 Where in a Square he did a Circle draw : 
 Four Angels, made by that Circumference, 
 Bore holy Words infcrib'd of myftick Senfe ; 
 
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 When firft a hollow Wind began to blow, 
 
 The Sky grew black, and belly'd down more low ; 
 
 Around the Field did nimble Lightening play, 
 
 Which ofFerM us by Fits, and fnatch'd the Day. 
 
 'Afidft this was heard the fhrill and tender Cry 
 
 Of well pleas'd Ghofls, which in the Storm did fly, 
 
 Danc'd to and fro, and skim'd along the Ground, 
 
 Till to the magick Circle they were bound. Dryd.Tyr.Love. 
 
 By my rough Magick I have oft bedimm'd 
 The Noon-tide Sun, call'd forth the mutinous Winds j 
 And 'twixt the green Sea and the azure Vault 
 Set roaring War : To the dread rattling Thunder 
 Have I giv'n Fire; and rifted Jove\ flout Oak 
 With his own Bolt. Graves, at my Command, 
 Have wak'd their Sleepers, op'd, and let them forth 
 By my fo potent Art. Sbak. Temp. 
 
 Xet the dark Myiieries of Hell begin. 
 
 Chufe the darkeft Part o'th* Grove; 
 
 Such as Ghofts at Noon-day lcve : 
 
 Dig a Trench, and dig it nigh 
 
 Where the Bones of haius lie : 
 
 Altars raic'd of Turf or Stone 
 
 Will th' infernal Powers have none. 
 
 Is the Sacrifice made fit ? 
 
 Draw her backward to the Pit : 
 
 Draw the barren Heifer back ; 
 
 Barren let her be and black. 
 
 Cut the curled Hair that grows 
 
 Full between her Korns and Brows-: 
 
 Pour in Blood, and Blood-like Wine, 
 
 To Mother-Earth and Proferpive. 
 
 Mingle Milk into the Stream, 
 
 Feaft the Ghofts that love the Stream. 
 
 Snatch a Brand from fun'ral Pile ; 
 
 Tofs it in, to make 'em boil : 
 
 And turn your Faces from the Sun. 
 
 Anfwer me, if all be done? Dryd.Oedip. 
 
 NEPTUNE. 
 
 Neptutie, the Ruler of the Seas profound, 
 Whofe liquid Arms the mighty Globe furround. Pope Horn. 
 
 Neptune, the hoary Monarch of the Deep ! Pope horn. 
 
 Strong God of Ocean! thou, whofe Rage can make 
 The folid Earth's eternal Bafis lhake. Pope Horn. 
 
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Night. 
 
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 Where- e'er the Sun's refulgent Rays are caft, 
 Thy Pow'r is honour'd, and thy Fame fliall laft. Pop. Horn. 
 
 His finny Train Saturnian Neptune joins ; 
 Then adds the foamy Bridles to their Jaws. 
 And to the loofen'd Reins permits the Laws. 
 High on the Waves his azure Car he guides; £ 
 
 Its Axles thunder, and the Sea fubfides, •* 
 
 And the fmooth Ocean rolls her filenT Tides. j 
 
 The Tempefts fly before their Father's Face; 
 Trains of inferior Gods his Triumph grace : 
 And Monfter- Whales before their Mailer play, 
 And Quires of Tritons crowd the watry Way. 
 The marfhal'd Pow'rs in equal Troops divide f 
 
 To Right and Left ; the Gods his better Side (F*rg. >• 
 Inclofe,and on the worfe theNymphs ziidNereids x\dt. Dryd. 3 
 
 When thus the Father of the Flood appears, 
 And o'er the Seas his fov'reign Trident rears, 
 Their Fury falls; he skims the liquid Plains, 
 High on his Chariot, and with loofen'd Reins (Virg 
 Majeftick moves along, and awful Peace maintains. Dryd 
 
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 NIGHT. 
 
 Darknefs now rofe, and brought in louring Night, 
 Her fhadowy OfFfpring, unfubilantial both, 
 Privation mere of Light, and abfent Day. Milt, 
 
 The Night defcends, (Brut. 
 
 With her black Wings to brood o'er all the WorM. Lee L. J. 
 
 And now from End to End 
 Night's Hemifphere had veil'd th' Horizon round. Milt. 
 
 Now deep in Ocean funk the Lamp of light, 
 And drew behind the cloudy Veil of Night. Pope Horn. 
 
 Now Night, advancing, draws her fable Train 
 Along the Air, and fhades iW ciherial Plain. Blac 
 
 Tiie weary Sun, as learned Poets write, 
 Forfook th' Horifon, and roll'd down the Light; 
 While glitt'ring Stars his abfent Beams iupoly, (Man. 
 
 And Night's dark Mantle overfpreads the Sky. Pope. Jan. and 
 
 The Night began to ipread her gloomy Veil, 
 And call'd the counted Sheep from ev'ry D<de: 
 The weaker Light unwillingly declin'd, (Vi r g- 
 
 And to prevailing Shades the murm'ring World refign'd. R ofc. 
 
 Soon as with gentle Sighs the Evening Breeze 
 Begun to whifper thro' the murm'ring Trees ; 
 
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 And Night had wrapt in Shades the Mountains Heads, 
 While Winds lay huhYd in fubterranean Beds. Gar. 
 
 Now Night had died her filver Drops around, 
 And with her fable Wings embracM the Ground Dryd. Virg. 
 
 Now had the Sun withdrawn his radiant Light, 
 And Hills were hid in dusky Shades of Night. Dryd. Virg. 
 
 Now dewy Night 
 New- decks the Face of«Heav'n with itarry Light. Dryd. Virg. 
 
 Now her brown Wings the filent Night difplays, 
 Night, fprinkled o'er with Cynibia's filver Rays : 
 Silence and Darknefs all to Reft invite, 
 And Sleep's foft Chains make fall the Gates of Light. Blac. 
 
 Mean while the rapid Heav'ns roll'd down the Light, 
 And on the fhaded Ocean rufh'd the Night. Dryd. Virg. 
 
 'Twas at an Hour when bufy Nature lay 
 Diflblv'd in Slumbers from the noify Day : 
 When gloomy Shades and dusky Atoms fprcad 
 A Darknefs o'er the univerfal Bed, 
 And all the gaudy Beams of Light were fled. 
 
 And now the Night does her black Throne afcend, 
 And dusky Shades her filent State attend; 
 While pale-fac'd Cynthia, with her Itarry Train 
 Dart down their trembling Lullre on the Main ; 
 The weary Lab'rcrs their ftifF Limbs repofe, 
 And Sleep's foft Hands their drowfy Eye-lids clofe. Blac. 
 
 When the ftill Night, with peaceful Poppies crown'd, 
 Had fpread her fhady Pinions o'er the Ground ; 
 And iiumb'ring Chiefs of painted Triumphs dream, 
 While Groves and Streams are the foft Virgin's Theme; 
 The Surges gently dam againft the Shore, 
 Flocks quit the Plains, and Gaily Slaves the Oar ; 
 Sleep (hakes its downy Wings o'er mortal Eyes. Gar. 
 
 'Tis Night; the Seafon when the Happy take 
 Repofe, and only Wretches are awake : 
 Now difcontented Ghofts begin their Rounds, 
 Haunt ruin'd Buildings and unwholefome Grounds ; 
 Or at the Curtains of the Reftlefs wait, 
 To frighten them with tome fad Tale of Fate. Otw.Don.CarL 
 The Sun grew low, and left the Skies, 
 Put down, ibme fay, by Ladies Eyes ; 
 The Moon pull'd off her Veil of Light, 
 That hides her Face, by Day, from Sight : 
 (Myiterious Veil, of Brightnefs made, 
 That's both her Lullre and her Shade) 
 
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 And in the Night as freely fhone, 
 
 As if her Rays had been her own : 
 
 For Darknefs is the proper Sphere 
 
 Where all falfe Glories ufe t' appear. 
 
 The twinkling Stars began to mufter, 
 
 And glitter with their borrow'd Luftre : 
 
 While Sleep the weary'd World reliev'd, 
 
 By counterfeiting Death reviv'd. 
 
 For Night's the Sabbath of Mankind, 
 
 To reft the Body and the Mind. Hud. 
 
 Midnight. 
 
 The Night proceeding on with filent Pace, "} 
 
 Stood in her Noon, and view'd, with equal Face, > 
 
 Her iteepy Rife and her declining Race. Dryd Virg. 3 
 
 The Steeds o^ Night had travePd half the Sky. Dryd.Virg. 
 
 Now had Night meafur'd with her fhad'wy Cone, 
 Halfway up-hill this vaft fublunar Vault. Milt. 
 
 It was the Time when the ftill Moon 
 Was mounted foftly to her Noon. Ccwl. 
 
 Now all is hufh'd, as Nature were retired, 
 And the perpetual Motion ftanding ft ill J 
 So much me from her Work appears to ceafe, 
 And ev'ry warring Element's at Peace: 
 All the wild Herds are in their Coverts couch 'd ; 
 The Fi(hes to their Banks or Ooze repair'd, 
 And to the Murmurs of the Waters fleep: 
 The feeling Air's at reft, and ieols no Noife, 
 Except of fome fhort Breaths upon the Trees, 
 Rocking the harmlefs Birds that reft upon them. Otzu.O/ph, 
 
 'Twas ftilllow Ebb of Night, when not a -Star 
 Was twinkling in the muffled Hemifphere ; 
 But all around in horrid Darknefs mourn'd, 
 As if old Chaos were again return'd ; 
 When not one Gleam of the eternal Light 
 Shot thro' the folid Darknefs of the Night : 
 In difmal Silence Nature ieem'd to fleep, 
 And all the Winds were bury'd in the Deep : 
 No whiip'ring Zephyrus aloft did Blow, 
 No warring Boughs were murmuring below : 
 No falling Waters dafh'd, no Rivers purl'd, 
 Bat all confpir'd to hum the drowfy World. Dorf. 
 
 'Twas in the dead of Night, when Sleep repairs 
 Our Bodies worn wichToiIs,ourMinds withCares, Dryd.Virg, 
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 Dogs ceafe to bark, the Waves more faintly roar, 
 And roll themfelves afleep upon the Shore, Dryd. Riv-Lad. 
 
 'Twas Night, when Nature was in Sables drefs'd; 
 Tempeftuous Winds in hollow Caves did reft. 
 Impending Rocks with Slumber feem'd to bow, 
 And drowfy Mountains hung their heavy Brow : 
 The weary Waves roll'd nodding on the Deep, (Bh.c. 
 
 Or, ftretch'd on oozy Beds, they murmur'd in their Sleep. 
 
 'Tis Night, dead Night, and weary Nature lies 
 So faft, as if (he never were to rife : 
 No Breath of Wind now whifpers thro' the Trees, 
 No Noife at Land, nor Murmer in the Seas : 
 Lean Wolves forget to howl at Night's pale Noon; 
 No wakeful Dogs bark at the filent Moon ; 
 Nor bay the Ghofls that glide with Horror by, 
 To view the Caverns where their Bodies lie : 
 The Ravens perch, and no Prefages give, 
 Nor to the Windows of the dying cleave : 
 The Owls forget to fcream ; no Midnight Sound 
 Calls drowfy Echo from the hollow Ground. 
 In Vaults the waking Fires extinguifh'd lie ; 
 The Stars, HeavVs Centry, wink, and feem to die. LoeTbeod. 
 
 'Twas Dead of Night, when weary Bodies clofc 
 Their Eyes in balmy Sleep and foft Repofe. 
 The Winds no longer whifper'd thro' the Woods, 
 Nor murm'ring Tides diilurb the gentle Floods : 
 The Stars, in lilent Order, mov'd around ; 
 And Peace, with downy Wings, was brooding on the Ground . 
 The Flocks, and Herds, and parti-colour'd Fowl, 
 Which haunt the W'oods, or fvvim the weedy Pool, 
 Stretch'd on the quiet Earth, fecurely lay, 
 Forgetting the pad Labours of the Day. Dryd. Virg. 
 
 All Things are hufli'd, as Nature's felf lay dead ; 
 The Mountains feem to nod their drowfy Head: 
 The little Birds, in Dreams, their Songs repeat, 
 And fleeping Flow'rs beneath the Night-Dew fweat: 
 Ev'n Lull and Envy fleep. Dryd- hid. E//.'p. 
 
 All Things are hufh'd, as when the Drawers tread 
 Softly to Ileal the Key from Mailer's Head; 
 The dying Snuffs do twinkle in their Urns, 
 As 'twere the Socket, not the Candle, burns : 
 The little Foot-boy fnores upon the Stair, 
 And greafy Cook-maid fweats in Elbow- Chair : 
 No Coach nor Link is heard. Rate. 
 
 NIGH T- 
 
NoMItty. 85 
 
 NIGHTINGALE, Sec Creation, Light. 
 
 The warbling Bird 
 Tunes fweeteil her Love-labour'd Song. Milt. 
 
 She all Night long her ani'rous Delcant fings. 
 Trills her thick-warbled Notes the Summer long. Milt. 
 
 So, clofe in Poplar Shades, her Children gone, 
 The Mother Nightingale laments alone : 
 Whofe Nell fome prying Churl had found, and thence, 
 By Stealth, convey'd th' unfeather'd Innocence. 
 But me fuppliei the Night with mournful Strains, 
 And meiancholly Mufick fills the Plains. Dryd. Virg. 
 
 Thus, in fome Poplar Shade, the Nightingale, 
 With piercing Moans does her loft Young bewail : 
 Which the rough Hind, obierving as they lay 
 Warm in their downy Nell, had iloi'n away : 
 But ihe in mournful Sounds does ilill complain, ~) 
 
 Sings all the Night, tho' all her Songs are vain, > 
 
 And Hill renews her miserable Strain. Lee Tbeod. 3 
 
 So when the Nightingale to Red removes, 
 The Thrufli may chaunt to the forfaken Groves ; 
 But, charm 'd to Silence, liilens while flie fings, 
 And all th' aerial Audience clap their Wings. Pope. 
 
 NOBILITY. See Baftard. 
 Nobility of Blood 
 Is but a glitt'ring and fallacious Good : 
 The Nobleman is he, whofe noble Mind 
 Is fill'd with in-bred Worth, unborrowed from his Kind. 
 The King of Heav'n was in a Manger laid, 
 And took his Earth but from an humble Maid: 
 Then what can Birth on mortal Men bellow, 
 Since Floods no higher than their Fountains flow ? 
 We, who for Name and empty Honour flrive, 
 Our true Nobility from him derive. 
 Your Anceilors, who puff your Mind with Pride, 
 And vail Eilates, to mighty Titles ty'd, 
 Did not your Honour, but their own, advance; 
 For Virtue comes not by inheritance : 
 If you tralin'ate from your Father's Mind, 
 What are you elfe but of a Ballard Kind ? 
 Do as your great Progenitors have done, (Bath's Tale. 
 
 And by your Virtues prove your feif their Son. Dryd.Wifeof 
 
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86 Nobility. 
 
 Virtue alone is true Nobility : 
 Let your own Acts immortalize your Name; 
 'Tis poor relying on another's Fame: 
 "For take the Pillars but away, and all 
 The Superstructure mult in Ruins fall : 
 As a Vine droops, when by Divorce remov'd 
 From the Embraces of the Elm flie lov'd. Step. Juz\ 
 
 Search we the Springs, 
 And backward trace the Principles of Things; 
 There fhall we find, that, when the World began, 
 One common Mafs compos' d the Mould of Man ; 
 One Parle of Flefli on all Degrees beftow'd, 
 And kneaded up alike with moitl'ning Blood. 
 The fame Almighty Power infpir'd the Frame 
 With kindled Life, and form'd the Souls the fame ; 
 The Faculties of Intellect and Will 9 
 
 Difpens'd with equal Hand, difpos*d with equal Skill ; J> 
 Like Liberty indulg'd \\ ith Choice of Good or 111. 3 
 
 Thus born alike, from Virtue firft began 
 The Diff'rence that diftinguifh'd Man from Man. 
 He claim'd no Title from Defcent of Blood ; 
 But that which made him noble, made him good; 
 Warm'd with more Particles of heav'nly Flame, 
 He wing'd his upward Flight, and foar'd to Fame ; 
 The Reft remain'd below, a Tribe without a Name. 
 This Law, tho' Cuftom now diverts the Courie, 
 As Nature's Inftitute, is yet in Force : 
 Uncancel'd, tho' difus'd ; and he whole Mind 
 Is virtuous, is alone of noble Kind; 
 Tho' poor in Fortune, of celeftial Race : 
 And he commits the Crime who calls him bafe. 
 
 Ev'n mighty Monarchs oft are meanly born, 
 And Kings by Birth to loweit Ranks return : 
 All fubjedt to the Pow'r of giddy Chance ; 
 For Fortune can deprefs, and can advance. 
 But true Nobility is of the Mind, (Sig. cif Guife, 
 
 Not giv'n by Chance, and not to Chance refign'd. DryJ. 
 
 No Father can infufe or Wit or Grace ; 
 A Mother comes acrofs, and marrs the Race; 
 A Grandfire or a Grandame taints the Blood ; 
 And feldom three Defcents continue good. 
 Were Virtue by Defcent, a noble Name 
 Could never vilinize his Father's Fame : 
 
 But, 
 
Nobility. Noon. 87 
 
 But, as the firft, the kit of all the Line, 
 
 Would, like the Sun, ev'n in defcending fhine. 
 Nobility of Blood is but Renown 
 
 Of thy great Fathers, by their Virtue known. 
 
 And a long Trail of Light to thee defcending down. 
 
 If in thy Smoak it ends, their Glories fhine, 
 
 But Infamy and Viienage is thine. D>yd. Wife of Bath's Tale. 
 And ft ill more paplick Scandal Vice extends, 
 
 As he is Great and Noble who offends. Step. Jup. 
 
 Faireft Piece of well-form'd Earth, 
 Urge not thus your haughty Birth. 
 The Pow'r which you have o'er us lies 
 Not in your Race, but in your Eyes. 
 The Sap, which at the Root is bred, 
 In Trees, thro' all the Boughs is fpread ; 
 But Virtues, which in Parents fhine 
 Make not like Progrefs thro' the Line. 
 *Tis Art and Knowledge which draw forth 
 The hidden Seeds of native Worth: 
 They blow thofe Sparks, and make 'em life 
 Into fuch Flames as touch the Skies. 
 To the old Heroes hence was giv'n 
 A Pedigree that reach'd to Heav'n. 
 Of mortal Seed they were not held, 
 Who other Mortals fo excell'd: 
 And Beauty too, in fuch Excefs 
 As yours, Zelinda, claims no lefs. 
 Smile but on me, and you mall fcorn 
 Henceforth to be of Princes born. 
 1 can defcribe the fhady Grove, 
 Where your lov'd Mother flept with Jove 
 And yet excufe the faultlefs Dame, 
 Caught with her Spoule's Shape and Name. 
 Thy matchlefs Form will Credit bring 
 To all the Wonders I (hall fing. Wall. 
 
 NOON. 
 
 The firy Sun has finifh'd half his Race. Dryd. Virg. 
 
 The fouthing Sun inflames the Day, 
 And the dry Herbage thirits for Dews in vain ; 
 And Sheep, in Shades, avoid the parching Plain. Dryd. Virg* 
 
 The full blazing Sun 
 Does now fit high in his meridian Tow'r ; 
 Shoots down direct his fervid Rays, to warm 
 Earth's inmoft Womb. Mi/t. N O- 
 
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 NOTHING. 
 
 Nothing, thou elder Brother ev'n to Shade ! 
 Thou had'ft a Being ere the World was made, 
 And, well-fix'd, art alone of ending not afraid. 
 Ere Time and Place were, Time and 
 When primitive Nothing Something ft 
 Then all proceeded from the great united 
 Something, the nat'ral Attribute of all, 
 Sever'd from thee, its fole Original, 
 Into thy boundlefs Self muft undiftinguiuYd fall. 
 Yet Something did thy mighty Pow'r command, 
 And from thy fruitful Emptinefs's Hand 
 Snatch'd Men, Beaits, Birds, Fire, Water, Air,and Land. 
 Matter, the wicked'ft Offspring of thy Race, "7 
 
 By Form affifted, flew from thy Embrace, > 
 
 And Rebel Light obfcur'd thy rev'rend dusky Face. 3 
 
 With Form and Matter Time and Place did join ; "> 
 
 Body, thy Foe, with thefe did Leagues combine, > 
 
 To fpoil thy peaceful Reign, and ruin all thy Line. 3 
 
 Yet Turn-coat Time affifts thy Foes in vain, O 
 
 And, brib'd by thee, deftroys their fhort-liv'd Reign; J> 
 And to thy hungry Womb drives back thy Slaves again, x 
 Thefe Myfteries are barr'd from Laicks Eyes, 
 
 And the Divine alone with Warrant pries *> 
 
 Into thy Boiom, where the Truth in private lies ; ^ 
 
 Yet this of thee the Wife may truly fay, ""} 
 
 Thou from the Virtuous nothing tak'ft away ; ^» 
 
 And to be Part of thee the Wicked wifely pray. \ 
 
 Great Negative! how vainly would the Wife -^ 
 
 Enquire, define, diftinguifh, teach, devife, C, 
 
 Did'ft thou not ftand to point their dull Philofophies ! C 
 Is, or is not? the two great Ends of Fate; -\ 
 
 And true or falfe, the Subject of Debate, C 
 
 That perfect or deitroy the vaft Defigns of Fate ; C 
 
 When they have rack'd the Po'itician's Breaft, -\ 
 
 Within thy Bofoni moil fecurely ieft, £> 
 
 And, when reduced to thee, are leail unfafe and beft. 3 
 Nothing, who dwell'ft with Fools in grave Difguife, "J 
 For whom they rev'rend Shapes and Forms devife, ( 
 
 Lawn Sleeves, and Furs, and Gowns, when they, like /* 
 
 (thee, look wife. J 
 French Truth, Dutch Prowefs, Britijh Policy, 
 Hibernian Learning - , Scotch Civ-litv. 
 Spaniards Difpatch, Danes Wit, are mainly feci in thee. 
 
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Novelty. Nunnery. Oak. 
 
 The Great Man's Gratitude to his belt Friend, 
 King's Promifes, Whores Vows, to thee they tend, 
 Flow fwifty into thee, and in thee ever end. Rot 
 
 NOVELTY. 
 
 All Novelties mufl this Succefs expect, 
 When good, our Envy; and when bad, Neglect. Gar. 
 
 Actions of the laft Age, are like Almanacks of the laft 
 
 (Year; 
 And, when remote in Time, like Objects 
 Remote in Place, are not beheld at half their Greatnefs. 
 And what is new, finds better Acceptation 
 Than what is good and great. Denb. Sophy. 
 
 NUNNERY. 
 
 Oh ! (hut me in a Cloyfter : There, well pleas'd, 
 Religious Hardfhips I will learn to bear, 
 To fall and freeze at Midnight Hours of Pray'r : 
 Nor think it hard within a lonely Cell, 
 With melancholy fpeechlefs Saints to dwell ; 
 But blefs the Day I to that Refuge ran, (Rome Fair. Pen. 
 Free from the Marriage-Chain, and from that Tyrant, Man, 
 
 Some folitary Cloyfter will I chufe, 
 And there with holy Virgins live immur'd : 
 Coarfe my Attire, and Ihort mail be my Sleep, 
 Broke by the melancholy Midnight Bell: 
 There hoard up ev'ry Moment of my Life, 
 To lengthen out the Payment of my Tears. 
 JFafting, and Tears, and Penitence, and Pray'r, 
 Shall do dead Sancho Jnilice ev'ry Hour : 
 'Till ev'n fierce Raymond at the laft (hall fay, 
 Now let her die, for (he has griev'd enough. Dryd.Span.Fry. 
 
 OAK. See Fighting at Sea, Trees. 
 The Monarch Oak, the Patriarch of Trees, 
 Shoots rifing up, and fpreads by flow Degrees : 
 Three Centuries he grows, and three he ftays 
 Supreme in State; and in three more decays. Dryd.Ovid. 
 
 Jove's own Tree, 
 That holds the Woods in awful Sov'reignty, 
 Requires a Depth of Lodging in the Ground, 
 And, next the lower Skies, a Bed profound ; 
 High as his topmoft Boughs to Heav'n afcend, 
 So low his Roots to Hell's Dominion tend; 
 
 There- 
 
■i 
 
 90 Oak. 
 
 Therefore nor Winds, nor Winter's Rage o'erthrows 
 
 His bulky Body, but unmov'd he grows : 
 
 For Length of Ages lafts his happy Reign, 
 
 And Lives of mortal Man contend with his in vain. 
 
 Full in the Midft of his own Strength he Hands, 
 
 Stretching his brawny Arms and leafy Hands, 
 
 His Shade protects the Plains,his Head the Hills commands. 
 
 (Dryd. Virg. 
 
 As a tall Oak, that young and verdant flood 
 Above the Grove, it felf a nobler Wood, 
 His wide-extended Limbs the Forefl drown'd, 
 Shading its Trees, as much as they the Ground. 
 Young murm'ring Tempefls in his Boughs are bred, 
 And gath'ring Clouds frown round his lofty Head ; 
 Outrageous Thunder, ftormy Winds, and Rain, 
 Difcharge their Fury on his Head in vain : 
 Earthquakes below, and Lightnings from above, 
 Rend not his Trunk, nor his hVd Root remove. 
 But then his Strength worn by deftructive Age, 
 He can no more his angry Foes engage : 
 He fpreads to Heav'n his naked wither'd Arms, 
 As Aid imploring from invading Harms : 
 From his difhonour'd Head the lighted Storm 
 Can tear his Beauties, and his Limbs deform : 
 He rocks with ev'ry Wind, while on the Ground 
 Dry Leafs and broken Arms lie fcatter'd round. Blac, 
 
 As when the Winds their airy Quarrel try, 
 Juftling from ev'ry Quarter of the Sky, 
 This Way and that the Mountain-Oak they bend ; 
 His Boughs they matter, and his Branches rend : 
 With Leafs and falling Mail they fpread the Ground, 
 The hollow Valleys echo to the Sound : 
 Unmov'd the Royal Plant their Fury mocks, 
 Or, fhaken, clings more clofely to the Rocks. 
 Far as he moots his tow'ring Head on high, 
 So deep in Earth his fix'd Foundations lie. Dryd. Virg. 
 
 Thus two tall Oaks, that Partus' Banks adorn, 
 Lift up to Heav'n their leafy Heads unfliorn ; 
 And, over-pre s'd with Nature's heavy Load, (Virg. 
 
 Dance to the whiilling Winds, and at each otiier nod. Dryd. 
 
 As two tall Oaks they rife; 
 Their Roots in Earth, their Heads amidft the Skies ; 
 Whole ipreading Arms, with leafy Honours crown'd, 
 Forbid the Teropefh and protect the Ground : 
 
 High 
 
Oath. 9 1 
 
 High on the Hills appears their flately Form, 
 
 And their deep Roots for ever brave the Storm. Pope. Horn, 
 
 As the flout Oak, when round his Trunk the Vine 
 Does in foft Wreathes and am'rous Foldings twine, 
 Eafy and flight appears : The Winds from far 
 Summon their noify Forces to the War. 
 But tho' fo gentle feems his outward Form, 
 His hidden Strength outbraves the loudeft Storm; 
 Firmer he flands, and boldly keeps the Field ; 
 Showing flout Minds, when unprovok'd, are mild. Hal. 
 
 So when a noble Oak that long has flood 
 High in the Air, the Beauty of the Wood, 
 Is fhock'd by ftormy Winds, he either Way 
 Bends to the Earth his Head with mighty Sway : 
 His lab'ring Roots difturb the neighb'ring Ground, 
 And make a heaving Earthquake all around ; 
 Yet fall he Hands, and the loud Storm defies, 
 His Roots Hill keep the Earth, his Head tne Skies. Blac. 
 
 OATH. 
 
 Oaths are but Words, and Words but Wind; 
 Too feeble Implements to bind; 
 And Saints, whom Oaths or Vows oblige, 
 Know little of their Priviledge. 
 For if the Dev'l, to ferve his Turn, 
 Can tell Truth; why the Saints fhould fcorn, 
 When it ferves theirs, to fwear and \yt, 
 I think there's little Reafon why. Hud. 
 
 We're not commanded to forbear 
 Indefinitely at all to fwear; 
 But to fwear idly and in vain, 
 Without Self-Intereft or Gain : 
 For breaking of an Oath, and Lying, 
 Is but a kind of Self-denying. Hud. 
 
 Oaths were not purpos'd more than Law, 
 To keep the Juil and Good in Awe; 
 But to confine the Bad and Sinful, 
 Like moral Cattle in a Pinfo d. Hud. 
 
 If Oaths can do a Man no Good 
 In hi? own Bus'nefs, why they fhould 
 In other Matters do him Hurt, 
 I think there's little Reafon for't. Hud. 
 
 He that impofes an Oath, makes it, 
 Not he that for Convenience takes it : 
 
 The* 
 
92 Obftinate. 
 
 Then how can any Man be faid 
 
 To break an Oath he never made ? Hud. 
 
 OBSTINATE. 
 
 So fullenly addifted Mil 
 To's only Principle, his Will; 
 That whatfoe'er it chanc'd to prove, 
 No Force of Argument could move ; 
 Nor Law, nor Cavalcade of Holborn, 
 Could render half a Grain lefs ftubborn : 
 For he at any Time would hang, 
 For th' Opportunity t' harangue; 
 And rather on a Gibbet dangle, 
 Than mifs his dear Delight, to wrangle : 
 In which his Parts were fo aceompliuYd, 
 That, right or wrong, he ne'er was non-plus' d : 
 But ftill his Tongue ran on, the lefs 
 Of Weight it bore, with greater Eafe ; 
 And with its everlafting Clack, 
 Set all Men's Ears upon the Rack. 
 No fooner could a Hint appear, 
 But up he flarted to pickeer ; 
 And made the ftouteft yield to Mercy, 
 When he engag'd in Controverfy ; 
 Not by the Force of carnal Reafon, 
 But indefatigable Teazing; 
 With Volleys of eternal Babble, 
 And Clamour more unanswerable : 
 For tho' his Topicks, frail and weak, 
 Could ne'er amount above a Freak, 
 _/•— He ftill maintain'd 'em, like his Faults, 
 Againft the defperarft Affaults ; 
 And back'd their feeble want of Senfe 
 With greater Heat and Confidence ; 
 As Bones of He&ors, when they differ, 
 The more they're cudgel'd, grow the ftiffer. Hud. 
 
 He ftill refolv'd, to mend the Matter, 
 T' adhere and cleave the obftinater : 
 And ftill the skittifher and loofer 
 His Freaks appear 'd, to lit the cbfer. Hud. 
 
 For Fools are ftubborn in their Way, 
 As Coins arc harden'd by th' Allay : 
 And Obftinacy's ne'er fo ftiff, 
 As when 'tis in a wrong Belief. Hud. 
 
 O E D I- 
 
Old Age 93 
 
 OEDIPUS tearing out bis Eyes. 
 Thrice he {truck 
 With all his Force his hollow groaning Breaft, 
 And thus with Outcries to himfelf complain'd: 
 But thou can'ft weep then ? and thou think'fl 'tis well ! 
 Tbefe Bubbles of the fhallow'il emptieft Sorrow^ 
 Which Children vent for Toys, and Women rain 
 For any Trifle their fond Hearts are fet on : 
 Yet thefe, thou think'fl are ample Satisfaction 
 For bloodied Murder, and for burning Luft ! 
 No, Parricide ! if thou mull weep, weep Blood, 
 Weep Eyes inflead of Tears ! O, by the Gods I 
 'Tis greatly thought, he cries, and fits my Woes. 
 With that he fmil'd revengefully, and leap'd 
 Upon the Floor; thence gazing on the Skies, 
 His Eye-balls firy red, and glowing Vengeance". 
 Gods ! I accufe you not, tho' I no more 
 Will view your Heav'n, till with more durable Glafies, 
 The mighty Soul's immortal Perfpectives, 
 I find your dazling Beings. Take, he cry'd, 
 Take, Eyes, your lafl, your fatal farewel View; 
 Then with a Groan, that feem'd the Call of Death, 
 With horrid Force, lifting his impious Hands, 
 He fnatch'd, he tore from out their bloody Orbs 
 The Balls of Sight, and dafh'd 'em on the Ground. LeeOed* 
 
 O L D A G E. See Death, Dying of Old Age, Youth. 
 
 Some few, by Temp'rance taught, approaching flow, 
 To diitant Fate by eafy Journeys go : 
 Gently they lay them down, as Ev'ning Sheep 
 On their own woolly Fleeces fofriy fleep. 
 So noifelefs would I live, fuch Death to find : 
 Like timely Fruit, not fhaken by the Wind. 
 But ripely dropping from the faplefs Bough, 
 And, dying, nothing to my felf would owe. 
 Thus daily changing, with a duller Tafle 
 Of lefT'ning Joys, I by Degrees would wafle. 
 Still quitting Ground by unperceiv'd Decay, (of Inn. 
 
 And ileal my felf from Life, and melt away. Dryd.„ State 
 
 How happy is the Ev'ning Tide of Life, 
 When Phlegm has quench'd our Paflions, trifling out 
 The feeble Remnant of our filly Days 
 In Follies, fuch as Dotage belt is pleas'd with ! 
 
 Free 
 
94 CW 'Age. 
 
 Free from the wounding and tormenting Cares 
 
 That tofs the thoughtful, a&ive,bufy Mind! Otta.Cai. Mar* 
 
 For Youth it felf's an empty wav'ring State: 
 Cool Age advances venerably wife, 
 Turns on all Hands its deep-difcerning Eyes, 
 Sees what befel, and what may yet befall : 
 Concludes from both, and beft provides for all. Pope Horn. 
 
 But Heav'n its Gifts not all at once beftows, 
 Thefe Years with Wifdom crowns, with A&ion thofe. 
 The Field of Combate fits the Young and Bold; 
 The folemn Council beft becomes the Old : 
 To Youth the glorious Conflict I refign, 
 Let fage Advice, the Palm of Age be mine. Pope Horn. 
 
 The Soul, with nobler Refolutions deck'd, 
 The Body ftooping, does her felf ereft. 
 Clouds of Affections from our younger Eyes 
 Conceal that Happinefs which Age defcries. 
 The Soul's dark Cottage, batter 1 d and decay'd, 
 Lets in new Light thro' Chinks that Time has made. 
 Stronger by Weaknefs, wifer Men become, 
 As they draw near to their eternal Home. 
 Leaving the old, both Worlds at once they view, 
 That fland upon the Threftiold of the new. Wall 
 
 We yet may fee the old Man in a Morning, 
 Lufty as Health, come ruddy to the Field, 
 And there purfue the Chace, as if he meant 
 T' overtake Time, and bring back Youth again. Otw. Orph. 
 As in a green Old Age his Hair juftgriefled. Dryd.Oedip. 
 While yet few Furrows on my Face are feen, 
 While I walk upright, and Old Age is green, 
 And Lachefis has fomewhat left to fpin. Dryd. Juv. 
 
 Now my chilPd Blood is curdled in my Viens, 
 And fcarce the fhadow of a Man remains. Dryd. Virg. 
 
 Now the flow Courfe of all impairing Time 
 Unjtrings my Nerves, and ends my manly Prime. Pope Horn. 
 
 Now wafting Years, that wither human Race, 
 Exhauft my Spirits, and my Arms unbrace. Pope Horn. 
 
 I am left behind, 
 To drink the Dregs of Life, by Fate affign'd : 
 Beyond the Goal of Nature I have gone. Dryd. Virg. 
 
 Dodder'd with Age, the Winter of Man's Life ! 
 The gloomy Eve of endlefs Night. Dryd. 
 
 Propp'd on a Staff, fhe takes a trembling Mien ; 
 Her Face is furrow'd, and her Front obfcene : 
 
 Deep 
 
Old Age. 95 
 
 Deep dinted Wrinkles on her Cheeks flie draws, 
 Sunk are her Eyes, and toothlels are her Jaws j 
 Hoary her Hair Dryd.Virg. 
 
 Time has plow'd that Face with many Furrows Dryd. 
 
 (Oedip. 
 His blear Eyes ran in Gutters to his Chin, 
 His Beard was Hubble, and his Checks were thin. Dry.yuv* 
 
 Decrepid Bodies, worn to Ruin, 
 full ready of themfelves to fall afunder, 
 And to let drop the Soul. Dryd. Mar. A-la-Mode. 
 
 When my Blood was warm, 
 This languifti'd Frame when better Spirits fed, (Dryd.Virg. 
 Ere Ageunftrung my Nerves, or Time o'er- fnow'd my Head. 
 
 Jcve! g"ant me Length of Life, and Years good Store 
 Heap on my bending Back, I ask no more : 
 Both Sick and Healthful, Old and Young, confpire 
 In this one filly mifchievous Defire. • 
 Miltaken Bleffing, which Old Age they call ! 
 'Tis a long, nafty, darkfome Hofpital ! 
 A ropy Chain of Rheums ! a Vifage rough, 
 Deform'd, unfeatur'd, and a Skin of Buff! 
 A Stitch- fall'n Cheek that hangs below the Jaw ; 
 Such Wrinkles as a skilful Hand would draw 
 For an old Grandame Ape, when with a Grace 
 She fits at fquat, and fcrubs her leathern Face. 
 In Youth Diftindlions infinite abound ; 
 No Shape, no Feature juft alike is found : 
 The Fair, the Black, the Feeble, and the Strong; 
 But the fame Foulnefs does to Age belong ; 
 The felf-fame Palfy both to Limbs and Tongue. 
 The Skull and Forehead an old barren Plain, 
 And Gums unarm' d to mumble Meat in vain. Drydjuv. 
 
 Thefe are th' EfFecls of doating Age, 
 Vain Doubts, and idle Cares, and Over-caution ; 
 The fecond Nonage of a Soul more wife, 
 But now decay'd, and funk into the Socket, 
 Peeping by Fits, and giving feeble Light. Dryd. Don. Seb. 
 Oft am I by the Women told, 
 
 Poor Anacreon ! thou grow'ft old : 
 
 Look how thy Hairs are falling all : 
 
 Poor Anacreon ! how they fall ! 
 
 Whether I grow old or no, 
 
 By th* Effecls I do not know: 
 
 This 
 
96 Opprejfion. Owl. Pain. 
 
 This I know without being told, 
 
 'Tis Time to live, if I grow old ; 
 
 'Tis Time fhort Pleafures now to take, 
 
 Of little Life the beft to make, 
 
 And manage wifely the laft Stake. CozvL Ana. 
 
 OP PRESS I ON. 
 
 It is not hard for one that feels no Wrong, 
 For patient Duty to employ his Tongue, 
 OpprefTion makes Men mad, and from their Breafts 
 All Rcafon, and all Senfe of Duty wrefts. 
 The Gods are fafe, when under Wrongs we groan, 
 Only becaufe we cannot reach their Throne. 
 Shall Princes then, who are but Gods of Clay, 
 Think they may fafely with our Honour play? Wall. 
 
 Be careful to with- hold 
 Your Ta 1 ons from £he Wretched and the Bold : 
 Tempt not the Brave and Needy to Defpair ; 
 For tho' your Violence fhould leave them bare 
 Of Gold and Silver, Swords and Darts remain, 
 And will revenge the Wrongs which they fuitain ; 
 The Plundered Hill have Arms. Step.Juv. 
 
 ORPHEUS. See Mufich 
 
 O W L, 
 
 The boding Bird, 
 Which haunts the ruinM Piles and hollow Urns, 
 And beats about the Tombs with nightly Wings, 
 W 7 here Songs obfcene on Sepulchres fhe fmgs. Dryd. Virg. 
 
 With boding Note 
 The folitary Screech-Owl ftrains her Throat : 
 Or on a Chimney's Top, or Turret's Height, (Dryd. Virg. 
 With Songs obfcene dilturbs the Silence of the Night. 
 As an Owl that in a Barn 
 Sees a Moufe creeping in the Corn, 
 Sits full, and fhuts his round blue Eyes 
 As if he flept, until he fpies 
 The little Beail within his Reach, 
 Then .Harts ^nd feizes on the Wretch. Hud. 
 
 PAIN. 
 
 Now grinding Tortures his ftrong Bofom rend ; 
 Leis keen thofe Darts the fierce llytbia fend; 
 
 The 
 
Painter and Painting. 97 
 
 The Pow'rs that caufe the teeming Matron's Throes, 
 
 Sad Mothers of unutterable Woes Pope Hwi. 
 
 What avails 
 Valour or Strength, the* matchlefs, qucllM with Pain, 
 Which all fubdues, and makes remifs the Hands 
 Of rnightiefr. Men ? Senfe of Pleafure we may well 
 Spare out of Life perhaps* and not repine, 
 But live content, which is the calraeil Life ; 
 But Pain is perfect Mifery, the worft 
 Of Evils; and, exceffive, overturns 
 All Patience. Mitt. 
 
 PAI NTER and PAINTING. 
 
 F.are Arfifan ! whofe Pencil moves 
 
 Not our Delights alone, bat Loves: 
 
 From thy Shop of Beauty we 
 
 Slaves return, that enter'd free. 
 
 Strange, that thy Hand mould not infpire 
 
 The Beauty only, but the Fire ; 
 
 Not the Form alone and Grace, 
 
 But Aft and Power of a Face. 
 
 The heedlefs Lover dots not know 
 
 Whofe Eyes they are that wound him fo : 
 
 But confounded with thy Art, (Va?iDyke. 
 
 Inquires her Name that has his Heart. Wall, to 
 Once I beheld the faireft of her Kind, 
 (And itfl the fweet Idea Charms my Mind) 
 True, ihe was dumb, for Nature gaz'd fo long, 
 Pleas'd with her Work, that (lie forgot her Tongue; 
 But fmiling faid, She ftiil fhall gain the Prize, 
 I only have transferr'd it to her Eyes : 
 Such are thy Pictures, Kneller ! fuch thy Skill, 
 That Nature feems obedient to thy Will! 
 Comes out, and meets thy Pencil in the Draught, 
 Lives there, and wants but Words to fpeak her Thought. 
 At lead thy Pictures look a Voice, and we f 
 
 Imagine Sounds, deceiv'd to that Degree, > 
 
 We think 'tis fomewhat more than juft to fee. ^ 
 
 Shadows are but Privations of the Light, 
 Yet when we walk, they moot before the* Sight ; 
 With us approach, retire, arife, and fall, 
 Nothing themfelvefc and yet exprefung all : 
 Such are thy Piece: ! imitating Life 
 So nep.r, they almofl coiquerM in the Strife; 
 . Ii £ 
 
98 Painter and Painting. 
 
 And from their animated Canvas came 
 Demanding Souls, and loofen'd from the Frame, 
 Prometheus, were he here, would call away 
 His Adam, and refufe a Soul to Gay ; 
 And either would thy noble Work infpire, 
 Or think it warm enough without his Fire. 
 
 But vulgar Hands may vulgar Likenefs raife ; 
 This is the leaft Attendant on thy Praife: 
 From hence the Rudiments of Art began, 
 A Coal, or Chalk, firft imitated Man. 
 Perhaps the Shadow taken on a Wall, 
 Gave Out-Lines to the rude Original ; 
 'Ere Canvas yet was ftrain'd, before the Grace "7 
 
 Of blended Colours found their Ufe and Place, > 
 
 Or Cyprefs Tablets firft receiv'd a Face. >> 
 
 By flow Degrees the God-like Art advanc'd, 
 As Man grew polifh'd, Picture was inhanc'd : 
 Greece added Poilure, Shade, and Perfpective, 
 And then the mimick Piece began to live. 
 Yet Perfpective was lame; no Diftance true, 
 But all came forward in one common View : 
 No Point of Light was known, no Bounds of A rt 1 
 When Light was there, it knew not to depart ; 
 But glaring on remoter Objects play'd, 
 Not languinYd, and infenfibly decay'd. 
 Long time the Sifter- Arts, in Iron Sleep, 
 A heavy Sabbath did fupinely keep : 
 At length, in Raphael's Age at once they rife, 
 
 Stretch all their Limbs, and open all their Eyes. 
 
 Thence rofe the Roman and the Lombard Line, 
 
 One colour'd beft/and one did beft defign. 
 
 Raphael's, like Homer's, was the nobler Part : 
 
 But Titian's Painting look'd like Virgil's Art. 
 
 Thy Genius gives thee both ; where true Defign, 
 
 Poftures unforc'd, and lively Colours join. 
 
 Likenefs is ever thefe, but ftill the beft, 
 
 Like proper Thoughts in lofty Language drefs'd : 
 
 Where Light, to Shades defcending, plays, not ftrives, 
 
 Dies by Degrees, and by Degrees revives. 
 
 Of various Parts a perfect: Whole is wrought ; 
 
 Thy Pictures think, and we divine their Thought. 
 
 Our Arts are Sifters, tho' not Twins in Birth ; 
 
 For Hymns were fuDg in Eden's happy Earth 
 
 By the firft Pair. 
 
 But 
 
Painter and Painting. 99 
 
 But oh ! the Painter Mufe, tho' laft in Place, 
 
 Has feiz'd the Bleffing firft, like Jacob's Race, 
 
 Apelles* Art an Alexander found ; ^ 
 
 And Raphael did with Leo's Gold abound : J» 
 
 But Homer was with barren Laurel crownM. \ 
 
 Thou had'ft thy Charles a while, and To had I; 
 
 But pafs we that anpleafing Image by. 
 
 Thou paint'ft as we defcribe ; improving flill, ^ 
 
 When on wild Nature we engraft our Skill : S 
 
 But not creating Beauties at our Will. 3 
 
 But Poets are confinM, in narrow'r Space, 
 
 To fpeak the Language of their Native Place : 
 
 The Painter widely ftretches his Command; 
 
 Thy Pencil fpeaks the Tongue of ev'ry Land. 
 
 But we who Life beftow, our felves mull live ; 
 
 Kings cannot reign unlefs their Subjects give. 
 
 And they who pay the Taxes bear the Rule; 
 
 Thus thou fometimes art forc'd to draw a Fool; 
 
 But fo his Follies in thy Poftures fink, 
 
 The fenfelefs Idiot feems at leaft to think. - 
 
 Rich in thy felf, and of thy felf divine, 
 
 All Pilgrims come and offer at thy Shrine : 
 
 A graceful Truth thy Pencil can command ; 
 
 The Fair themfelves go mended from thy Hand : 
 
 Likenefs appears in ev'ry Lineament ; 
 
 But Likenefs in thy Work is eloquent. 
 
 Tho' Nature there her true Refemblance bears, 
 
 A nobler Beauty in thy Piece appear?. 
 
 So warm thy Work, fo glows the gen'rous Frame, 
 
 Flelh looks lefs living in the lovely Dame. 
 
 More cannot be by mortal Art exprefs'd ; 
 
 But venerable Age (hall add the reft. 
 
 For Time (hall with his ready Pencil fland, 
 
 Re- touch your Figures with his rip'ning Hand; 
 
 Mellow your Colours, and imbrown the Teint, 
 
 A.dd ev'ry Grace which Time alone can grant : 
 
 To future Ages fhall your Fame convey, (G. Kneller, 
 
 And give more Beauties than he takes away. Dryd. To Sir 
 
 Men thought fo much a Flame by Art was mown. 
 The Picture's felf would fall in Allies down. Cowl. 
 
 The Painter, who lb long had vex'd his Cloth, 
 Of his Hound's Mouth to feign the raging Froth, 
 
 E 2 His 
 
ioo Painter and Painting. 
 
 His defp' rate Penci ; at the VI dart* 
 
 His Anger reached that Rage which pafs'-d his Art: 
 
 Chance finiih'd that which Art could but begin ; 
 
 And he fate fmiling how his Dog did grift. Marv. 
 
 So when the faithful Pencil has deiign'd 
 Some bright Idea of the Matter's Mind, 
 Where a new World leaps out at his Command, 
 And ready Nature waits upon his Hand ; 
 When the ripe Colours fo ften and unite, 
 And fweetly melt into juft Shade and Light : 
 When mellowing Years their full Perfection give, 
 And each bold Figure juft begins to live ; 
 The treach'rous Colours the fair Art betray, 
 And all the bright Creation fades away. Pope. 
 
 Prometheus ill painted. 
 How wretched doth Prometheus' State appear, 
 While he his fecond Mis'ry fuffers here ! 
 Draw him no snore, left, as he tortur'd ftands, 
 He blame great Jove's lefs than the Painter's Hands. 
 It would the Vulture's Cruelty out-go, 
 If once again his Liver thus mould grow. 
 Pity him, Jove, and his bold Theft allow ; 
 The Flames he once ftole from thee, grant him now. Cowl. 
 
 Under a Ladys Pifture. 
 Such Helen was, and who can blame the Boy 
 That in fo bright a Flame confum'd his Troy ? 
 But had like Virtue fhin'd in that fair Greek, 
 Th'am'rous Shepherd had not dar'd to feek 
 Or hope for Pity ; but with filent Motn, 
 And better Fate, had periihed alone. Wall 
 
 Women's Painting. < 
 
 As Pirates all falfe Colours wear, 
 T* intrap th' unwary Mariner ; 
 So Women, to furprize us, fpread 
 The borrow'd Flags of White and Red. 
 Lay Trains of amorous Intrigues 
 In TowVs, and Curls, and Periwigs; 
 With greater Art and Cunning rear'd, 
 Than Philip Nye's Thankfgiving-Beard. 
 Prepoft'roufly t'entice and gain 
 Thofe to adore them they difdain. 
 
 Quoth 
 
Pallas. io i 
 
 Quoth (he, if you're impos'd upon, 
 'Tis by your own Temptation done; 
 That with your Ignorance invite, 
 And teach us how to uie the Slight : 
 For when we find you're Hill more taken 
 With falfe Attra&s of your own making; 
 Swear that's a Rofe and that's a Stone, 
 Like Sots, to us that laid it on; 
 And what we did but (lightly Prime, 
 Mod ignorantly daub in Rhyme : 
 You force us, in our own Defences, 
 To copy Beams and Influences ; 
 To lay Perfections on the Graces, 
 And draw Attracts upon our Faces: 
 And in Compliance to your Wit, 
 Your own falfe Jewels counterfeit; 
 Which when they're nobly done, and well, 
 The fimple natural excel. 
 How fair and fweet the planted Rofe, 
 Beyond the wild in Hedges grows ! 
 For, without Art, the nobleft Seeds 
 Of Flow'rs degenerate to Weeds. 
 How dull and rugged, ere 'tis ground 
 And polifh'd, looks a Diamond ! 
 Tho' Paradife was ere fo fair, 
 It was not kept fo without Care. 
 The whole World, without Art and Drefe, 
 Would be but one great Wildernefs; 
 And Mankind but a Savage Herd, 
 For all that Nature has conferr'd : 
 This does but rough-hew and defign, 
 Leaves Art to pollifh and refine. Hud. 
 
 Pallas. See Minerva. 
 Pal/at, mean while, her various Veil unbound, 
 With Flow'rs adorn'd, with Art immortal crown'd ; 
 The radiant Robe her facred Fingers wove, 
 Floats in rich Waves, and fpreads the Court of Jove', 
 Her Father's Arms her mighty Limbs invert ; 
 Jove's Culrafs blazes on her ample Breaft : 
 Deck'd in fad Triumph for the mournful Field, 
 O'er her broad Shoulders hangs his horrid Shield ; 
 Dire, black, tremendous ! round the Margin roll'd, 
 A Fringe of Serpents hilling guards the Gold ; 
 
 E 3 Here 
 
ro2 Pallas. Paradife 
 
 Here all the Terrors of grim War appear, 
 
 Here rages Force, here tremble Flight and Fear, 
 
 Here flormM Contention, and here Fury frown'cf ; 
 
 And the dire Orb portentous Gorgon crown'd. 
 
 The mafly golden Helm fhe next aflumes, 
 
 That dreadful nods with four o'erfhading Plames ; 
 
 So vaft, the broad Circumference contains* 
 
 A hundred Armies on a hundred Plains. 
 
 The Goddefs thus th' imperial Car afcends : ' 
 
 Shook by her Arm the mighty Jav'lin bends, 
 
 Pond'rous and huge; that when her Fury burns, 
 
 Proud Tyrants humbles, and" whole Hofts o'er turns. Pope Horn. 
 
 PARADISE. 
 
 The Groves of Eden, vanifh'd now fo long, 
 Live in Defcription, and look green in Song. Pope* 
 
 So on he fares, and to the Border comes 
 Of Eden, where delicious Paradife, 
 Now nearer, crowns with her Enclofure green, 
 As with a rural Mound, the champain Head 
 Of a fteep Wildernefs ; whofe hairy Sides, 
 With Thicket overgrown, grctefque and wild, 
 Accefs deny'd : And over head up-grew 
 Infuperable Height of loftier!: Shade ; 
 Cedar, and Pine, and Fir, and branching Palm ; 
 A fylvan Scene ! And as the Ranks afcend 
 Shade above Shade, a woody Theatre, 
 Of flatelieft View ; and higher than their Tops 
 The verd'rous Wall of Paradife up-fprung; 
 And higher than that Wall a circling Row 
 Of goodlieft Trees, loadeu with faireft Fruit, 
 Bloifoms and Fruits at once of golden Hew, 
 Appear'd with gay enamel'd Colours mix'd : 
 On which the Sun more glad imprefs'd his Beams, 
 Than on fair Ev'ning Cloud, or humid Bow, 
 When God has fhow'r'd the Earth : So lovely feem'd 
 That Landfcape ! And of pure, now purer Air 
 Meets his Approach, and to the Heart infpires . 
 Vernal Delight and Joy, able to drive 
 AllSadncfs, butDefpair: Now gentle Gales, 
 Fanning their odoriferous Wings, difcenfe 
 Native Perfumes, and whifper whence they ftole 
 Thofe balmy Spoils. As when to them who fail 
 Beyond the Cape of Hope, and now are part 
 
 Mozambid, 
 
Paradife. 1 03 
 
 Mozambick, off at Sea Noith-Ead Winds blow 
 Sabrcan Odours from the fpicy Shore 
 Of Arabie the Bleft: With iuch Delay 
 Well -pleas'd, they flack their Courie; and many a Leauge, 
 Chear'd with the grateful Smell, old Ocean fmiles. 
 So entertain'd thofe od'rous Sweets the Fiend. 
 Garden of Eden. 
 A blifsful Field, circled with Groves of MyrrrT, 
 And flowing Odours, Caflia, Nard, and Balm; 
 A Wildernefs of Sweets ! for Nature here 
 Wanton'd as in her Prime; and play'd, at Will, 
 Her Virgin Fancies, pouring forth more fweet 
 Wild, above Rule or Art, enormous Blifs! 
 Out of this fertile Ground God caus'd to grow 
 All Trees of nobleft Kind for Sight, Smell, Tafte ; 
 And all amid'il them Hood the Tree of Life, 
 High eminent, blooming A mbrofiai Fruit 
 Of vegetable Gold; and, nex^to Life, 
 Our Death, the Tree of Knowledge, grew fall by. 
 Southward thro' Eden went a River large, 
 Nor chang'd his Courfe, but thro' the fliaggy Hill 
 Pais'd underneath ingulf 'd; and thence, thro' Veins 
 Of porous Earth, with kindly Thirft up- drawn, 
 Rofe a frefh Fountain, and, with many a Rill, 
 Water' d the Garden : Thence, united, fell 
 Down the fteep Glade, and met the nether Flood. 
 
 But oh ! what Art can tell 
 How from that Sapphyre Fount, the crifped Brook, 
 Rolling on orient Pearls, and Sands of Gold, 
 With many Error, under pendant Shades, 
 Ran Nectar ; vifiting each Plant, and fed 
 Flow'rs worthy of Paradife : which not nice Art 
 In Beds and curious Knots, but Nature boon 
 Pour'd forth profufe, on Hill, and Dale, and Plain, 
 Both where the Morning Sun firfl warmly fmote 
 The open Field, and where the unpiere'd Shade 
 Imbrown'd the Noon-tide Bow'rs. Thus was this Place 
 A happy rural Seat, of various View : 
 Groves, whofe rich Trees wept odorous Gums and Balm; 
 Others, whofe Fruit, burnifh'd with golden Rind, 
 Hung amiable ; He/per ian Fables true, 
 If true, here only, and of delicious Tafte : 
 Betwixt them Lawns, or level Downs, and Flocks 
 
 E 4 Grazing 
 
jo4 Paradife. 
 
 Grazing the tender Herb, were interpos'd; 
 Or palmy Hillock, or the flow'ry Lap 
 Of fome irriguous Valley, fpread her StoYe; 
 Flow'rs of all Hew, and, without Thorn, the Rofe : 
 Another Side, umbrageous Grots and Caves 
 Of cool Racefs, o'er which the mantling Vine 
 Lays forth her purple Grape?, and gently creeps, 
 Luxuriant. Mean while murm'ring Waters fall 
 Down the flope Hills, difpers'd, or in a Lake, 
 That to the fringed Bank, with Myrtle crown'd, 
 Her cryftal Mirrour holds, unite theif Streams. 
 The Birds their Choir apply: Airs, vernal Airs, 
 Breathing the Smell of Field and Grove, attune 
 The trembling Leafs; while univerfal Pan, 
 Knit with the Graces and the Hours in Dance* 
 Led on th' eternal Spring. 
 
 Adam and Eve in Paradife, 
 His large fair Front and Eye fublime declared 
 Abfolute Rule; his Hyacinthian Locks 
 Down from his parted Forelock manly hung, 
 CluhVring, but not beneath his Shoulders broad. 
 She, as a Veil, down to her flender Waftt 
 Her unadorn'd golden TrefTes wore 
 Difhevel'd, but in wanton Ringlets wav'd, 
 As the Vine curls her Tendrils. 
 Under a Tuft of Shade, that on the Green 
 Stood whifp'n'ng foft, by a frefli Fountain-Side 
 They fate them down. 
 
 There to their Supper-Fruits they fell, 
 Nectarine Fruits, which the co.T.p!iant Boughs 
 Yielded them, fide-long as they fate recline 
 On the foft downy Bank, damask'd with Flow'rs. ; 
 The favoury Pulp they chew, and in the Rind, 
 Still, as they thirfled, fcoop the brimming Stream. 
 
 About them frisking play'd 
 All the Beads of th' Earth, fmce wild, and of all Chafe 
 In Wood' or Wildernefs, Foreft or Den : 
 Sporting the Lion ramp'd, and in his Paw 
 Dandled the Kid; Bears, Tigers, Ounces, Pards, 
 Gambol'd before 'em : Th 1 unwieldly Elephant, 
 To make them Mirth, us'd all his Might, and wreath'd 
 H'i3 lithe Probofcis : Clofe the Serpent fly, 
 Infinuating, wove with Gordian-Twine 
 
 Hus 
 
Pardon. Parting. 105 
 
 His breeded Train, and of his fatal Guile 
 
 Gave Proof unheeded : Others on the Grafs 
 
 Couch'd, and, now fill'd with Pafture, gazing fate. Milt. 
 
 PARDON. 
 
 Forgivenefs to the Injur'd does belong; (Conq.ofGran. 
 But they ne'er pardon who have done the Wrong. Dryd. 
 The Laws that are inanimate, 
 And feel no Senfe of Love or Hate, 
 That have no Paflions of their own, 
 Nor Pity to be wrought upon, 
 Are only proper to inflict 
 Revenge on Criminals, as ftric~l. 
 But to have Pow'r to forgive, 
 " Is Empire and Prerogative : 
 And 'ti3 in Crowns a nobler Gem, 
 To grant a Pardon, than condemn* Hud.. 
 
 PARTING. 
 
 Parting is worfe than Death ; 'tis Death of Love ! 
 The Soul and Body part not with fuch Pain, 
 As I from you. Dryd. Span. Fry. 
 
 Now I would fpeak the laft Farewel, but cannot ; 
 It would be ftill Farewel, a thoufand Times ; 
 And multiply'd in Echoes ftill, Farewel. 
 I will not fpeak, but think a thoufand thoufand : 
 And be thou filent too, my loft Sebaflian ! 
 So let us part in the dumb Pomp of Grief. Dryd. Don. §e£. 
 
 Adieu then, O my Soul's far better Part ! 
 Thy Image flicks fo clofe, 
 That the Blood follows from my rending Heart. 
 A laft Farewel ! 
 
 For fmce a Laft muft come, the reft are vain, (of Gran. 
 Like Gafpsin Death, which but prolongour Pain. Dryd.Conq. 
 
 I cannot, cannot tell her, we muft part : 
 I could pull out an Eye, and bid it go; 
 And th* other fliould not weep : But oh ! (Love. 
 
 How many Deaths are in this Word Depart ! Dryd. 4 II for 
 
 Death is Parting : 
 'Tis the laft fad Adieu 'twixt Soul 2nd Body. 
 But this is fomewhat worfe ! My Joy, my Comfort, 
 All that was left in Life fleets after thee : 
 My aking Sight hangs on thy parting Beauties : 
 So finks the fetting Sun beneath the Waves, 
 
 fi 5 And 
 
io6 Parting. 
 
 And leaves the Traveller, in pathleis Woods, 
 Benighted and forlorn : Thus, with fad Eyes, 
 Weftward he runs, to mark the Light's Decay ; 7 
 
 Till, having loft the Lift faint Glimpfe of Day, > 
 
 Cheerlefs in Darknefs he purfues his Way. Rozve lamer /. 3 
 
 Like one who wanders thro' long barren Wilds, 
 And yet foreknows no hofpitable Inn 
 Is near to fuccour Hunger, eats his Fill 
 Before his painful March : 
 So would I feed a while ray famifh'd Eyes 
 Before we part : For I have far to go, 
 If Death be far, and never rauft return,, Dryd.AH for Lore. 
 
 There's fuch fweet -Pain in Parting, 
 That I could hang for ever on thy Arms, 
 And look away my Lifo into thy Eyes. Otiv. Cai. Mar. 
 
 What have we gain'd by this one Minute more 
 Only to wifh another and another, 
 A longer ftruggling with the Pangs of Death. 
 Oh ! thofe that do not know what Parting is, 
 Can never learn to die. 
 
 When I but think this Sight may be our laft, 
 If Jove fhould fet me in the Place of At/as, 
 And lay the Weight of Heav'n and Gods upon me, 
 He could not prefs me more. 
 
 Oh ! let me go, that I may know my Grief: 
 Grief is but guefs'd, while thou art {landing by: 
 But I too foon mail know what Abfence is. 
 
 Why, 'tis to be no more ; another Name for Death ; 
 'Tis the Sun parting from the frozen North, 
 And I, methinks, itand on feme icy Cliff, 
 To watch the laft low Circles that he makes, 
 Till he fink down from Heaven. O only Crejftda ! 
 If thou depart from me I cannot live : 
 I have not Soul enough to laft for Grief, 
 But thou malt hear what Grief has done with me. 
 
 If I could live to hear it, I were falfe : 
 But as a fearful Traveller, who, fearing 
 AiTaults of Robbers, leaves his Wealth behind, 
 I trnft my Heart with thee, and carry with me 
 Only an empty Casket. 
 
 Then I will live, that I may keep that Treafure; 
 And, arm'd with this Aflurance, let thee go ; 
 Loofe, yet fecure, as is the gentle Hawk, 
 When, whiitled oft", me mounts into the Wind. 
 
 . Our 
 
Papons. 10 J 
 
 Our Loves, like Mountains, hid above the Clouds, 
 Tho* Winds and Tempefts beat their aged Fleet, 
 Their peaceful Heads, nor Storms, nor Thunder know, (Crejf. 
 Bat fcorn the threafning Rack that rolls below. Dryd.Troil. & 
 
 Since Fate divides us then, fince I muft lofe thee, 
 For Pity's Sake, for Love's, Oh ! fuffer me, 
 Thus languifhing, thus dying, to approach thee, 
 And figh my laft Adieu upon thy Bofom : 
 Permit me thus to fold thee in my Arms, 
 To prefs thee to my Heart, to tafte thy Sweets; 
 Thus pant, and thus grow giddy with Delight ; 
 Thus, for my laft of Moments, gaze upon thee, 
 Thou belt, thou only Joy, thou loft Scmantbe. 
 
 For ever I could liften, but the Gods, 
 The cruel Gods, forbid, and thus they part us. 
 Remember, Oh f remember me, ^elemachus ! 
 Perhaps thoU wilt forget me ; but no Matter : 
 I will be true to thee, prefer ve thee ever, 
 The fad Companion of this faithful Breaft, 
 While Life and Thought remain : And when at laft 
 I feel the icy Hand of Death prevail, 
 My Heatt-ftrings break, and all my Senfes fail, 
 I'll fix thy Image in my doling Eye, 
 Sigh thy dear Name, then lay me down and die. Rozue UlyJjF 
 
 PASSIONS. 
 
 They fate them down to weep, nor only Tears 
 Rain'd at their Eyes, but high Winds worfe within 
 Began to rife ; high Paffions, Anger, Hate, 
 Miftruft, Sufpicion, Difcord ; and fliook fore 
 Their inward State of Mind ; calm Region once, 
 And full of Peace, now toft and turbulent : 
 For Underftanding rul'd not, and the Will 
 Heard not her Lore, both in Subjection now 
 To fenfual Appetite, who from beneath, 
 Ufurping over Sovereign Realbn, claim'J 
 Superior Sway. Mili* 
 
 Now Fear, pale Comrade of inglorious Flight, 
 And Heav'n bred Horror, ■ ■ 
 Sate on each Face, and fadden'd ev'ry Heart. 
 As, from its cloudy Dungeon ifiuing forth, 
 A double Fempeft of the Weft and North 
 Swells o'er the Sea, from Tbrr.cias frozen Shore, 
 Heaps Waves on Waves, and bids th' Aegean roar; 
 
 E 6 That 
 
108 Patience. 
 
 That Way and that the boiling Deeps are toft : 
 
 "Such various Pafiions urg'd the troubled Hoft. Pipe Horn. 
 
 Love, Ariguiffi, Wrath, and Grief to Madnefs wrought, 
 Defpair, and ecret Shame, and confcious Thought 
 Of inborn Worth, his lab'ring Soul opprefs'd, 
 Roll'd in his Eyes, and rag'd within his Breaft. Dryd.Virg. 
 
 Stupid he fue, his Eyes on Earth declin'd, 
 And various Cares revolving in his Mind. 
 Rage, boiling from the Bottom of his Breaft, 
 And Sorrow, mix'd with Shame, his Soul opprefs'd ; 
 And confcious Worth lay lab'ring in his Thought, 
 And Love, by Jealoufy to Madnefs wrought. 
 By flow Degrees his Reafon drove away 
 The Mills of Paflion, and refum'd her Sway. Dryd. Virg. 
 
 Love, Juftice, Nature, Pity, and Revenge, 
 Have kindled up a Wild fire in my Breaft, 
 And I am all a Civil War within : 
 
 And, like a Veffel ftruggling in a Storm, (Spc?:. Fry. 
 
 Require more Hands than one to fleer ma upright. DryJ. 
 
 Thus while he fpoke, each PafCon dimnVd his Face, 
 Thrice chang'd with pale Ire, Envy, and Defpair, 
 Which marr'd his Vifage. Milt. 
 
 With Grief and Rage opprell, 
 His Heart fvvell'd high, and labour 1 d in his Breaft : 
 Diftracling Thoughts, by Turns, his Bolbm rul'd ; 
 Now fir'd by Wrath, and now by Realbn cooFd : 
 That prompts his Hand to draw the deadly Sword ; 
 This whifpers foft his Vengeance tocontroul, 
 And calm the riling Tempeft of his Soul. PopeHo»~. 
 
 Paffions,llke Seas, will have their Ebbs and Flow*. Lee Alex. 
 To Reafon yield the Empire o'er thy Mind, 
 And let Revenge no longer bear the Sway : 
 Command jthy Paflion, and the Gods obey. Pepe Horn. 
 
 PATIENCE. 
 
 Patience in Cowards is tame hopelefs Fear ; 
 But in brave Minds a Scorn of what they bear. How.Ind.£>Utltt. 
 
 Come what come may, 
 Patience and Time run through the rougheft Day. Sbak. Macb. 
 
 Men counfel, and give Comfort to that Grief 
 Which they themfelves not feel ; but, tailing it, 
 Their Counfel turns to Paflion, which before 
 Would give inftructful Med'cine unto Rage, 
 Fetter ilrong M .dnefs in a iilken Thread, 
 
 Charm 
 
Peace. Persecution. 109 
 
 Charm Ach with Air, and Agony with Words : 
 
 Thus it is all Men's Office to fpcak Patience 
 
 To thofc that wring under the Load of Sorrow ; 
 
 But no Man's Virtue nor Sufficiency 
 
 To be To moral, when he fhall endure 
 
 The like himfelf. 
 
 My Griefs cry louder than Advertifement ; 
 
 And there was never yet Philofopher 
 
 That cou 1 d endure the Tooth-ach patiently, 
 
 However they have writ the Sty ] e of Gods, [about Nothing. 
 
 And made a Pirn at Chance and Sufferance. Sbak. Much Ado 
 
 PEACE. See War. 
 Our Armours now may ruft, our idle Scimitars 
 
 Hang by our Sides for Ornament, not Ufe ; 
 
 Children (hall beat our Atabals and Drums; 
 
 And all the noiiy Trades of War no more 
 
 Shall wake the peaceful Morn : 
 
 Nor (hall Sebaliian y $ formidable Name 
 
 Be longer us'd to lull the crying Babe. Dryj.Don.Seb. 
 
 Again the Hinds may fmg and plow. 
 
 And fear no Harm but from the Weather now ; 
 Again may Tradefmen love their Pain, 
 By knowing now for whom they gain; 
 
 The Armour now may be hung up to Sight, 
 
 And only in the Halls the Children fright. CozuU 
 
 PEACOCK, See Creation. 
 
 PERSECUTION. 
 
 A Fury crawl'dfrom out her horrid Cell ; 
 The blood ieil Minifter of Death and Hell. 
 Huge full-gorg'd Snakes on her lean Shoulders hung, 
 And Death's dark Courts with their loud Hiffing rung. 
 Her Teeth and Claws were Iron, and her Breath, 
 Like fubterranean Damps, gave prefent Death. 
 Flames, worfe than Hell's, fhot from her bloody Eyes, 
 And Fire and Sword eternally fhe cries. 
 No certain Shape, no Feature regular, 
 No Limbs diftincl in th' odious Fiend appear. 
 Her fquallid bloated Belly did arife, 
 Su-oln with black Gore, to a prodigious Size, 
 DUtended vaftly by a mighty Flood 
 Qf ilaughtcr'd Saint?, and conltant Martyr's Blood. 
 
 Pure 
 
1 1 o Pbilofopher and Philo/bphy, 
 
 Part flood out prominent, but Part fell down, 
 
 And, in a fwagging Heap, lay wall'wing on the Ground. 
 
 Horror, till now the uglieft Shape efteem'd, 
 
 So much out-done, a harmlefs Figure feem'd. 
 
 Envy, and Hate, and Malice, blufh'd to fee 
 
 Themfelves eclips'd by fuch Deformity. 
 
 Her fev'rfli Third drinks down a Sea of Blood, 
 
 Not of the Impious, but the Juft and Good ; 
 
 'Gainil whom fhe burns with unextinguifh'd Rage, 
 
 Nor can th' exhaufted World her Wrath affwage. Blac. 
 
 To fubdue the unconquerable Mind, 
 To make one Reafon have the fame Effect 
 Upon all Apprehenfions; to force this 
 Or this Man juft to think as thou and I do; 
 Impoffible ! unlefs Souls, which differ 
 Like human Faces, were alike in all. Rozoe TamerU 
 
 PHILOSOPHER and PHILOSOPHY. 
 
 Happy the Man ! alone thrice happy he, 
 Who can thro 1 grcfs Effects their Caufes fee : 
 Whofe Courage from the Deeps of Knowledge fprings; 
 Nor vainly fears inevitable Things : 
 But does his walk of Virtue calmly go 
 Thro' all the Alarms of Death and Hell below. CozvI.Virg. 
 
 He his Study bent 
 To cultivate his Mind ; to learn the Laws 
 Of Nature, and explore their hidden Caufe. Dryd. Ovid. 
 
 He, tho' from Heav'n remote, to Heav'n could move 
 With Strength of Mind, and tread th' Abyfs above ; 
 And penetrate, with his interior Light, 
 Thofe upper Depths which Nature hid from Sight. 
 And what he had obferv'd and learn'd from thence, 
 Lov'd, in familiar Language, to difpenfe. 
 The Crow'd with filent Admiration iland, 
 And heard him as they heard their God's Command. 
 When he difcours'd of Heav'n's myfterious Laws, 
 The World's Original, and Nature's Caufe ; 
 And what was God, and why the fleecy Snows 
 In Silence fell, and ratt'ling Winds arofe : 
 What fhook the itedfaft Earth, and whence begun 
 The Dance of Planets round the radiant Sun : 
 If Thunder was the Voice of angry Jove', 
 Or Clouds, with Nitre pregnant, burii above. Drjd.Oqtd. 
 
 Sonie 
 
Philofopher and Philofofhs. 1 1 r 
 
 Some few, whofe Lamps fhone brighter, have been led, 
 From Caufe to Caufe, to Nature's fecret Head : 
 And found that one nrit Principle nmft be : 
 But What, or Who, that univerfal He; 
 Whether fome Soul, encompaffing this Ball, 
 Unmade, unmov'd, yet making, moving all ; 
 Or various Atoms interfering Dance 
 Leap'd into Form, the noble Work of Chance; 
 Or this great All was from Eternity : "} 
 
 Not ev'n the Stagyrite himfelf could fee ; > 
 
 And Epicurus gueis'd as well as he. 3 
 
 As blindly grop'd they for a future State, 
 As raflily judg'd of Providence and Fate. 
 But leatl of all could their Endeavours find 
 What moll concern'd the Good of human Kind ; 
 For Happinefs was never to be found, 
 But vanifh'd from them like enchanted Ground. 
 One thought Content the Good to be enjoy'd ; 
 This, ev'ry little Accident deitroy'd. 
 The wifer Madmen did for Virtue toil ; 
 A thorny, or, at belt., a barren Soil : 
 
 In Pleafure fome their glutton Souls would fieep; "7 
 
 But found their Lme too fhort, the Well too deep, > 
 
 And leaky VelTels, which no Blifs could keep. 3 
 
 Thus anxious Thoughts in endlefs Circles roll, 
 Without a Centre where to fix the Soul. 
 In this wild Maze their vain Endeavours end : 
 How can the Lefs the Greater comprehend ? 
 Or finity Reafon reach Infinity ? (Laid. 
 
 For what could fathom God, were more than he. Dr^d.Rel. 
 
 'Tis pleafant, fafely to behold from Shore 
 The rolling Ship, and hear the Temped roar: 
 Not that another's Pain is our Delight; 
 But Pains unfelt produce the pleafing Sight. 
 'Tis pleafant alfo to behold from far 
 The moving Legions mingled in the War : 
 But much more fweet, any lab'ring Steps to guide '} 
 
 To Virtue's Heights, with Wifdom well fupply'd, > 
 
 And all the Magazines of Learning fortify'd; 3 
 
 From thence to look below on human Kind, 
 Bewilder'd in the Maze of Life, and blind. 
 O wretched Man! in what a Mill of Life, 
 Inclos'd with Dangers and with noi'y Strife, 
 
 He 
 
H2 Philofopber and Philofopby 
 
 He fpends his little Span ; and over feeds 
 His cramm'd Defires with more than Nature needs! 
 For Nature wife 1 y flints our Appetite, 
 And craves no more than undifturb'd Delight ; 
 Which Minds, unmix' d with Cares and Fears, obtain; 
 A Soul ferene, a Body void of Pain. 
 But, juft as Children are furpriz'd with Dread, 
 And tremble in the Dark ; fo riper Years, 
 Ev'n in broad Day-light, are poflefs'd with Fears. 
 And make at Shadows, fanciful and vain 
 As thofe which in the Breads of Children reign. 
 Thefe Bugbears of the Mind, this inward Hell, 
 No Rays of outward Sunfhine can difpel; 
 But Nature and right Reafon mad difplay 
 Their Beams abroad, and bring the darkfome Soul to Day. 
 
 (Dryd. Lucr. 
 Oh! ifthefooliih Race of Man, who find 
 A Weight of Cares ftill preffing on their Mind, 
 Could find as well the Caufe of this Unreft, 
 And all this Burden lodg'd within the Breaft ; 
 Sure they would change their Courfe, not live as now, 
 Uncertain what to wifh, or what to vow. 
 Uneafy both in Country and in Town, 
 They fearch a Place to lay their Burden down. 
 One, reftlefs in his Palace, walks abroad, 
 And vainly thinks to leave behind the Load : 
 But ftraight returns; for he's as reftlefs there, 
 And finds there's no Relief in open Air. 
 Another to his Villa would retire, 
 And fpurs as hard as if it were on Fire; 
 No fooner enter'd at his Country Door, ~% 
 
 But he begins to ftretcb, and yawn, and fnore, C 
 
 Or feeks the City which he left before. j) 
 
 Thus ev'ry Man overworks his weary Will, "^ 
 
 To fhun himfelf, and to fhake off his 111 ; £ 
 
 The making Fit returns, and hangs upon him ftill. _) 
 
 No Profpecl of Repofe, nor Hope of Eafe ; 
 The Wretch is ignorant of his Difeafe; 
 Which known, would all his fruitless Trouble fpare, 
 For he would know the World not worth his Care : 
 1 "hen would he fearch more deeply for the Caufe, 
 And iludy Nature well, and Nature's Laws. Dryd. Lucr. 
 
 Natural 
 
Philofephy. 1 1 3 
 
 Natural Philofopby. See Country-Life. 
 In all her Mazes, Nature's Face they view'd, 
 And, as fhe dnappear'd, they ilill purfu'd: 
 Wrapp'd in the Shades of Night the Goddefs lies ; "7 
 
 Yet to the Learn'd unveils her dark Difguife, •* 
 
 But ihuns the grofs Acceis of vulgar Eyes. 3 
 
 They find her dubious now, and then as plain; 
 Here fhe's too fpariag, there profufely vain. 
 How fhe unfolds the faint and dawning Strife 
 Of Infant Atoms, kindling into Life ; 
 How ductile Matter new Meanders takes, 
 And {lender Trains of twilling Fibres makes ; 
 And how the vifcous feeks the clofer Tone, 
 By juft Degrees to harden into Bone ; 
 Whilft the more loofe flow from the vital Urn, 
 And in full Tides of purple Streams return; 
 How lambent Flames from Life's bright Lamp ari.fc, 
 And dart in Emanations thro' the Eyes; 
 How from each Sluice a gentle Torrent pours, 
 To flake a fev'rifh Heat with ambient Show'rs ; 
 Whence their mechanick Pow'rs the Spirits claim ; 
 How great their Force, how delicate their Frame; 
 How the fame Nerves are fafhion'd to fuftain 
 The greateft Pleafure and the greatelt Pain ; 
 Why bileous Juice a golden Light puts on, 
 And Floods of Chyle in filver Currents run. 
 How the di«i Speck of Entity began 
 To work it^ brittle Being up to Man j 
 To how minute an Origine we owe 
 Young Amman, Ccejar, and the great Najfatt. 
 Why paler Looks impetuous Rage proclaim, 
 And why chill Virgins redden into Flame; 
 Why Envy oft transforms with wan Difguife, 
 And why gay Mirth fits fmiling in the Eyes. 
 All Ice why Lucrece ; or Sempronia Fire ; 
 Why SeJley rages to furvive Delire: 
 Whence M/'/Vs Vigour at th' Olympicks fhown ; 
 Whence Tropes to Finch, or Impudence to Sloan ; 
 Why Atticus polite, Brutus fevere; 
 Why Methuen muddy, Montague why clear. 
 Hence 'tis we wait the wond'rous Caufe to find, 
 How Body acts upon impaflivc Mind ; 
 
 How 
 
114 Philofophy. 
 
 How Fumes of Wine the thinking Part can fire, 
 
 Paft Hopes revive, and prefent Joys infpire ; 
 
 Why our Complexions oft our Souls declare, 
 
 And how the Paffions in the Features are; 
 
 How Touch and Harmony arife between 
 
 Corporeal Subftances and Things unfeen. 
 
 With mighty Truths myfterious to defcry, 
 
 Which in the Womb of diftant Caufes lie. Gar. 
 
 He fung 
 The various Labours of the wand'ring Moon, 
 And whence proceed th' Eclipfes of the Sun ; 
 The Original of Man and Beaft ; and whence 
 The Rains arife, and Fires their Warmth difpence, 
 And fix'd and erring Stars difpoie their Influence : 
 What (Lakes the folid Earth ; what Caufe delays 
 The Summer Nights, and (hortens Winter Days. Dryd.Virg. 
 
 His noble Verfe thro" Nature's Secrets leads : 
 He fung how Earth blots the Moon's gilded Wane, 
 While foolifh Men beat founding Brafs in vain : 
 Why the great Waters her flight Horns obey ; 
 Her changing Horns not conftanter than they. 
 He fung how griefly Comets hang in Air; 
 Why Sword and Plagues attend their fatal Hair: 
 Why Contraries feed Thunder in the Clouds; 
 What Motions vex it, till it roar fo loud : 
 How lambent Fires become fo wond'rous tame, 
 And bear fuch fliining Winter in their Flame ; 
 What radiant Pencil draws the wfet'ry Bow ; 
 What ties up Hail, and picks the fleecy Snow ; 
 What Palfy of the Earth here makes fix'd Hills 
 From off her Brows, and here whole Rivers fpills. Cowl. 
 
 With Wonder he furveys the upper Air, 
 And the gay gilded Meteors fporting there; 
 And lambent Jellies, kindling in the Night, 
 Shoot thro' the JEtker in a Trail of Light : 
 How rifing Streams in th' azure Fluid blend, 
 Or fleet in Clouds, or in foft Show'rs defcend; 
 Or, if the ftubborn Rage of Cold prevail, 
 In Flakes they fly, or fall in moulded Hail. 
 How Honey-Dews imbalm the fragrant Morn, 
 And the fair Oak with lufcious Sweets adorn. 
 How Heat and Moiflure mingle in a Mafs, 
 Or belch in Thunder, or in Lightening blaze. 
 
 Why 
 
Pbiiofophy. 115 
 
 Why nimble Conizations flrike the Eye, 
 
 Or bold Tornado's blufter in the Sky. 
 
 Why a prolifick Aura upward tends, 
 
 Ferments, and in a living Show'r deicends. 
 
 How Vapours hanging on the tow'ring Hills 
 
 In Breezes figh, or weep in warbling Rills. 
 
 Whence infant Winds their tender Pinions try, 
 
 And River- Gods their thirfty Urns fupply. Gar. 
 
 How in the Moon fuch Change of Shapes is found, 
 The Moon, the changing World's eternal Bound : 
 What makes the {"olid Earth ; what itrong Difeafe 
 Dares trouble the fair Centre's ancient Eafe : 
 What makes the Sea retreat, and what advance : 
 Varieties too regular for Chance ! 
 What drives the Chariot on of Winter's Light, 
 And Hops the lazy Waggon of the Night. CowlVirg. 
 
 Then fung the Bard, how the light Vapours rife 
 From the warm Earth, and cloud the fmiling Skies. 
 He fung, how fome, chill'd in their airy Flight, 
 Fall fcatter'd down in pearly Dew by Night; 
 How fome, rais'd higher, fit in fecret Streams, 
 On the reflected Points of bounding Beams; 
 'Till, chill'd with Cold, they (hade th' etherial Plain, 
 Then on the thirfty Earth defcend in Rain, 
 How fome, whofe Parts a flight Contexture fivow, 
 Sink, hov'ring thro' the Air in fleecy Snow. 
 How Part is itrung in filken Threads, and clings 
 Entangled in the Grafs in glewy "Strings: 
 How others, ftamp'd t© Stones, with raffling Sound, 
 Fall from their cryital Quarries to the Ground. 
 How fome are laid in Trains, that kindled fly 
 In harmlefs Fire by Night about the Sky. 
 How fome on Winds blow with impetuous Force, 
 And carry Ruin where they bend their Courfe ; 
 While fome confpire to form a gentle Breeze, 
 To fan the Air, and p'ay among the Trees. 
 How fome, enrag'd, grow turbulent and loud, 
 Pent in the Bowels of a frowning Cloud, 
 That cracks as if the Axis of the World (Blac. 
 
 Was broke,andHeav'n's brightTo w'rs were downwards hurld. 
 
 He wzs a lhrewd Philofopher, 
 And had read ev'ry Text and Glofs over. 
 
 Whatever 
 
1 1 6 "Phcenix. 
 
 Whatever Sceptick could enquire for, 
 
 For ev'ry Why he had a Wherefore. 
 
 He could reduce all Things to Acls, 
 
 And knew tlieir Nature by Abftra&s : 
 
 Where Entity and Quiddity, 
 
 The Ghofts of defun& Bodies fly : 
 
 Where Truth in Perfon does appear. 
 
 Like Words congeal'd in Northern Air. 
 
 He knew what's what, and that's as high 
 
 As metaphyfick Wit can fly. Hud , 
 
 P H OE N I X. 
 
 Thus all receive their Birth from other Things, 
 But from himielf the Phoenix only fprings ; 
 Self-born, begotten by the Parent Flame, 
 In which he burn'd, another and the fame : 
 Who not by Corn or Herbs his Life fuftains : 
 But the fweet Eflence of Amomum drains; 
 And watches the rich Gums Arabia bears, 
 While yet in tender Dew they drop their Tears. 
 He (his five Centuries of Life fulfill'd) 
 His Neft on Oaken Boughs begins to build, 
 Or trembling Tops of Palm : And firft he draws 
 The Plan with his broad Bill and crooked Claws, 
 Nature's Artificers i on this the Pile 
 Is form'd, and riies round : Then with the Spoil 
 Of Caffia, Cinnamon, and Stems of Nard, 
 For Softnefs itrew'd beneath, his fun'ral Bed is rear'd ; 
 Fun'ral and bridal both ; and all around 
 The Borders with corruptlefs Myrrh are crown'd. 
 On this incumbent, 'till etherial Flame 
 Firil catches, then confumes, the coftly Frame ; 
 Confumes him too as on the Pile he lies ; 
 He liv'd on Odours, and in Odours dies. 
 An infant Phoenix from the former fprings, 
 His Father's Heir, and from his tender Wings 
 Shakes off his parent Duft : His Method he purfues, 
 And the fame Leafe of Life on the fame Terms renews. 
 When, grown to Manhood, he begins to reign, 
 And with ftiff Pinions can his Flight fuftain, 
 He lightens of its Load the Tree that bore 
 His Father's Royal Sepulchre be r ore, 
 And his own Cradle ; this, with pious Care, 
 Plac'd on his Back, he cuts the fcuxom Air, 
 
 Seek; 
 
Phyfick. Pity. Plague. 117 
 
 Seeks the Sun's City, and his facrcd Church, 
 
 And decently hysdown his Burden in the Porch. Dryd. Ovid. 
 
 PHYSICK. 
 
 Phyfick can but mend a crafy State; 
 Patch an old Building, not a new create. Dryd. Pal. & Arc. 
 
 The firft Pnyficians by Debauch were made ; 
 Excefs began, and ^>loth fdftains the Trace. Dryd. 
 
 By Chace our long-liv'd Fathers earn'd their Food ; 
 Toil ftrung the Nerves, and purify d the Blood; 
 But we, their Sons, a pamper'd Race of Men, 
 Are dwindled down to threefcore Years and ten : 
 Better to hunt in Fields for Health unbought, 
 Than Fee the Doctor for a pos'nous Draught. 
 The Wife for Cure on Exercife depend : 
 God never made his Work for Man to mend. Dryd. 
 
 He 'icapes the beft, who, Nature to repair, (Dryd. 
 
 Draws Phyfick from the Fields in Draughts of vital Air. 
 
 PITY. 
 
 As fofteft Metals are not flow to melt, 
 So Pity fooneft runs in gentle Minds. Dryd. Pal. & Arc. 
 
 And Pity on frelh Objects only ftays, 
 But with the tedious Sight of Woes decays. Dryd.Ind.Emp. 
 
 The Rocks were mov'd to Pity with his Moan, 
 Trees bent their Heads to hear him fing his Wrongs, 
 FierceTigers couchMaround^ndloird their fawningTongues. 
 
 (Dryd.Virg. 
 
 The Brave and Wife we pity in Misfortunes ; 
 But when Ingratitude and Folly fuffer, 
 'TisWeaknefs to be touch'd. Rozve Fair Ptn, 
 
 PLAGUE. 
 
 The riling Vapours choak the wholefom Air, 
 And Blafts of noiibme Winds corrupt the Year. 
 The Trees devouring Caterpillers burn, 
 Parch'd was the Grafs, and blighted was the Corn : 
 Nor Tcape the Bealls, for Sirius from on high 
 With peftilential Heats infeft the Sky. Dryd. Virg, 
 
 The raw Damps 
 With flaggy Wings fly heavily about, 
 Scatt'ring their peftilential Colds and Rheums 
 Thro' all the lazy Air ; Hence Murrains follow 
 Oa bleating Flocks, and on the lowing Herds. 
 
 At 
 
1 1 8 Plague. 
 
 At laft the Malady- 
 Grew more domeftick, and the faithful Dog 
 Dy'd at his Mailer's Feet ; and next his Mafter : 
 For all thofe Plagues which Earth and Air had brooded, 
 Firft on inferiour Creatures try'd their Force, 
 And laft they feiz'd on Man : 
 And then a thoufand Deaths at once advanc'd, 
 And ev'ry Dart took Place. All was fo fudden, 
 That fcarce a firft Man fell : One but began 
 To wonder, and ttraight fell a Wonder two ; 
 A Third, who ftoop'd to raife his dying Friend, 
 Dropp'd in the pious Act. Heard you that Groan ? 
 A Troop of G holts took Flight together there. 
 Now Death's grown riotous, and will. play no more 
 For fingle Stakes, but Families and Tribes. 
 With dead and dying Men our Streets lie cover'd ; 
 And Earth expofes Bodies on the Pavements 
 More than (he hides in Graves. 
 Between the Bride and Bridegroom have I feen 
 The nuptial Torch do common Offices 
 Of Marriage and of Death. Caft round your Eyes, 
 Where late the Streets were {o thick-fown with Men, 
 Like Cadmus' Brood, they juftled for their PafTage ; 
 Now look for thofe erefted Heads, and fee them, 
 Like Pebbles, paving all our publick Ways. Dryd. Oedip. 
 O'er Ethiopia, and the Southern Sands, 
 
 A mortal Influence came, 
 
 Kindled by Heav'n's angry Beam : 
 
 Who all the Stores of Poifon fent, 
 
 Threatening- at once a gen'ral Doom, 
 
 LaviuYd out all their Hate, and meant 
 
 In future Ages to be innocent. 
 Thofe Africk Defarts ftraight were double Defarts grown : 
 
 The rav'nous Beafts were left alone. 
 
 The rav'nous Beafts then firft began, 
 
 To pity their old En'my Man, (done. 
 
 And blam'd the Plague for what they would themfelves have 
 
 Nor ftaid the cruel Evil there ; 
 
 Plagues prefently forfake 
 The Wildernefs which they themfelves do make ; 
 Away the deadly Breaths their Journey take, 
 Driv'n by a mighty Wind : 
 The loaded Wind went fwiftly on, 
 And, as it pafs'd, was heard to figh and groan : 
 
 Thence 
 
Plague. 119 
 
 Thence it did Perfia over-run ; 
 In ev'ry Limb a dreadful Pain they felt ; 
 
 Tortur'd with fecret Coals they melt. 
 The Perfians call'd their Sun in vain, 
 
 Their God increas'd their Pain : 
 They look'd up to their God no more, 
 But curfe the Beams they worshipped before. 
 
 Glutted with ruins of the Eafl, 
 She took her Wings, and down to Athens part : 
 Juil Plague ! which dofh no Party take, 
 But Greece as well as Perfia fack : 
 Without the Wall the Spartan Army fate ; 
 The Spartan Army came too late, 
 For now there was no farther Work for Fate. 
 They faw the City open lay, 
 An eafy and a bootlefs Prey ; 
 They law the Ramparts empty ftand, 
 The Fleet, the Walls, the Forts unmann'd 
 No Need of Cruelty or Slaughter now, 
 The Plague had finifrVd what they came to do. 
 They now might unrefifted enter there, 
 Did they not the very Air, 
 More than th' Athenians fear ; 
 The Air it felf to them was Wall and Bulwarks too. 
 The Air no more was vital now, 
 But did a mortal Poifon grow. 
 The Lungs, which usM to fan the Heart, 
 Serv'd only now to fire each Part ; 
 What mould refrefh, increas'd the Smart. 
 And now their very Breath, 
 The chiefeft Sign of Life, became the Caufe of Death. 
 Upon the Head firft the Difeafe, 
 As a bold Conqu'ror does feize ; 
 Blood ftarted thro' each Eye ; 
 The Rednefs of that Sky 
 Foretold a Tempeft nigh. 
 . The Tongue did flow all o'er 
 With clotted Filth and Gore : 
 Hoarfenefs and Sores the Throat did fill, 
 And ftopt the PafTages of Speech and Life : 
 Too cruel and Imperious 111 ! 
 Which not content to kill, 
 With tyrannous and dreadful Pain, 
 Doft take from Men the very Power to complain. 
 
 The* 
 
120 Plague. 
 
 Then down it went into the Breaft, 
 There all the Seats and Shops of Life pofTefs'd : 
 
 Such noifome Smells from thence did come, 
 
 As if the Stomach were a Tomb. 
 .No Food would there abide, 
 Or, if it did, turn'd to th' Enemy's Side; 
 The very Meat new Poifons to the Plague fupply'd. 
 
 Next to the Heart the Fires came, 
 
 The tainted B'ood its Courfe began, 
 
 And carry'd Death where-e'er it ran : 
 That which before was Nature's nobleft Art, 
 
 The Circulation from the Heart, 
 Was more deihuftful now, 
 
 And Nature fpeedier did undo. 
 
 The Belly felt at laft its Share, 
 
 And all the fubtle Labyrinths there 
 Of winding Bowels did new Monflers bear. 
 
 Here (cv^n Days, it rul'd and i'way'd, 
 And oftner kiH'd, becaufe it Death fo long delay'd : 
 
 But if thro' Strength and Heat of Age 
 
 The Body overcame its Rage, 
 
 The vanquilh'd Evil took from them 
 
 Who conquer'd it, fome Part, fome Limb ; 
 
 Some all their Lives before forgot, 
 
 Their Minds were but one darker Biot : 
 
 Thofe various Pictures in the Head, 
 
 And all the num'rous Shapes were fled ,* 
 They pafs'd the Lethe Lake altho' they did not die. 
 What ever lelTer Maladies Men had, 
 
 Thofe petty Tyrants fled, 
 And at this mighty Conqu'ror flirunk their Head. 
 
 Fevers, Agues, Palfies, Stone, 
 
 Gout, Cholick, and Confumption, 
 
 And all the milder Generation, 
 By which Mankind is by Degrees undone, 
 
 W r ere- quickly routed out and gone. 
 
 Phyficians now could nought prevail, 
 
 No Aid of Herbs, or Juices Pow'r; 
 
 None of Apollo's Art could cure; 
 But help'd the Plague the fpeedier to devour. 
 
 Some call into the Pn the Urn, 
 
 And drank it dry at its Return : 
 
 Again they drew, again they drank ; 
 
 They 
 
Plague. 121 
 
 They drank, and found they flam'd the more, 
 And only added to the burning Store. 
 So ftrong the Heat, {o ftrong the Torments were. 
 
 They like fome Burden bear 
 
 The lighted Covering of Air: 
 The Virgins blufh not, yet uncloath'd appear ; 
 
 The Pain and the Difeafe did now 
 
 Unwillingly reduce Men to 
 
 That Nakednefs once more, 
 Which perfect Health and Innocence caus'd before. 
 Their fi'ry Eyes, like Stars, wak'd all the Night, 
 
 No Sleep, no Peace, no Reft, 
 Their wand'ring and affrighted Minds pofTefs'd, 
 Upon their Souls, and Eyes, 
 
 Hell and eternal Horror lies. 
 Sometimes they curfe, fometimes they pray, 
 Sometimes they Cruelties and Fury breathe ; 
 Not Sleep, but Waking now was Sifter unto Death. 
 
 Scatter'd in Fields the Bodies lay, 
 The Earth call'd to the Fowls to take the Flefll away. 
 
 In vain fhe call'd ; they came not nigh, 
 Nor would their Food with their own Ruin buy : 
 
 * Whom Tyrant Hunger prejs'd ; 
 And forc'd to tafte; he provd a wretched Gueft ; 
 The Price was Life ; it was a cojlly Feajl. 
 
 Here lies a Mother and her Child, 
 
 The Infmt fuck'd as yet, and fmii'd, 
 But ftrait by its own Food was kiil'd. 
 There Parents hugg'd their Children laft, 
 
 Here parting Lovers Lift embrae'd ; 
 But yet not parting neither, 
 
 They both expir'd and went away together. 
 
 Here Prisoners in the Dungeon die, 
 
 And gain a twofold Liberty : 
 
 Here others, poyfon'd by the Scent 
 
 Which from corrupted Bodies went, 
 Quickly return the Death they did receive, 
 
 And Death to others give. 
 And ev'n after Death they all are Murd'rers here. 
 
 Up flarts the Soldier from his Bed, 
 
 He, tho' Death's Servant is not freed. 
 
 * Ikeje three Lines are in Creech' j Lucretius. 
 V o l. II. F Tfee 
 
122 Planet. 
 
 The Learned too as faft as others die, 
 They from Corruption are not free, 
 Are mortal, tho' they give an Immortality. 
 
 They turn'd their Authors o'er to try, 
 
 What Help, what Cure, what Remedy, 
 All Nature's Stores againft this Plague fupply. 
 And tho' befides they (hunn'd it ev'ry where, 
 They fearch'dit in their Books, and fain would meet it there. 
 
 There was no Number now of Death, 
 
 The Sifters fcarce flood flill to breathe, 
 But, weary'd quite with cutting fingle Threads, 
 
 Began at once to part whole Looms ; 
 
 One Stroke did give whole Houfes Dooms. 
 But what, Great Gods ! was worfl of all, 
 Hell forth its Magazine of Lull did call, 
 
 Into the upper World it went; 
 Such Guilt, fuch Wickednefs, 
 
 Such Irreligion did increafe, 
 
 That the few Good that did furvive, 
 Were angry with the Plague for furPring them to live, 
 More for the Living than the Dead did grieve. 
 
 Some robb'd the very Dead, 
 Tho' fure to be infected e're they lied . 
 
 Some nor the Shrines nor Temples fpar'd, 
 Nor Gods, nor Heav'ns fear'd, 
 Tho' fuch Examples of their Pow'r appear'd. 
 Virtue was now efteem'd an empty Name,, 
 And Honeily the foolifh Voice of Fame. 
 For having pafs'd thofe tort'ring Fiames before, 
 They thought the Punifhment already o'er ; 
 Here having felt one Hell, they thought there was no more. 
 (Bijbop c/'Rochefler's Plague of Athens. 
 
 PLANET. 
 
 Like fome malignant Planet, 
 J^oe to the Harveil, and the healthy Year, 
 That fcouls adverfe, and lours upon the World, 
 When all the other Stars with gentle Afpecl: 
 Propitious fhine, and meaning Good to Man. Rotce Fair Pen. 
 
 Planet of Saturn. 
 Wide is my Courfe, nor turn I to my Place, 
 *FiIl Length of Time, and move with tardy Pace. 
 
 Man 
 
Player. 1 23 
 
 Man feels me when I pref< th' etherial Plaint, 
 
 My Hand is heavy, and the Wound remains. 
 
 Mine is the Shipwreck in a wat'ry Sign, 
 
 And in an earthy, the dark Dungeon mine. 
 
 Cold fhiv'ring Agues, melancholy Care. ^ 
 
 And bitter blading Winds, and poiibn'd Air, •* 
 
 And wilful Death refulting from Defpair. 3 
 
 The throttling Quinfey 'tis my Star appoints, 
 
 And Rheumatifms I fend to rack the Joints. 
 
 When Churls rebel againfl: their native Prince, 
 
 I arm their Hands, and furniih the Pretence : 
 
 And houfing in the Lion\ hateful Sign, 
 
 Bought Senates, and deferting Troops are mine. 
 
 Mine is the privy Pois'ning : I command 
 
 Unkindly Seafons, and ungrateful Land. 
 
 By me King's Palaces are pufh'd to Ground, 
 
 And Miners crufh'd beneath their Mines are found. 
 
 ' Twas I flew Samp/on, when the piilar'd Hall 
 
 Fell down, and crufh'd the Many with the Fall. 
 
 My Looking, is the Sire of Peflilence, & Arc. 
 
 That fweeps at once the People and the Prince. Dryd.Pal* 
 
 PLAYER. 
 
 I can counterfeit the deep Tragedian, 
 Speak, and look big, and pry on ev'ry Side. 
 Tremble and ilart aj the wagging of a Straw, 
 Intending deep Sufpicion. Ghaftly Looks 
 Are at my Service, like inforced Smiles: 
 And both are ready in their Offices, 
 At any time to grace my Stratagems. Shak. Rich. 3. 
 
 Is it not monllrous that this Player here, 
 But in a Fiction, in a Dream of Paffion, 
 Could force his Soul 10 to his whole Conceit, 
 That from her Working all his Vifage warm'd ; 
 Tears in his Eyes, Detraction in his Afpecl, 
 A broken Voice, and his whole Function futing 
 With Forms to his Conceit ? And ail for Nothing ! 
 For Hecuba! What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, 
 That he fliould weep for her r What would he do 
 Had he the Motive, and the Cue for Paflion 
 That I have? He would drown the Stage with Tears, 
 And cleave the gen'ral Ear with horrid Speech : 
 Make mad the Guilty, and apale the Free> 
 
 F 2 Con- 
 
124 Pleafure. Pluto. Poet after. 
 
 Confound the Ignorant, and amaze indeed 
 
 The very Faculty of Eyes and Ears. Sbak. HamL 
 
 Like a Player, 
 Bellowing his Pafficn till he break the Spring, (CreJ/l 
 
 And his rack'd Voice jar to the Audience. Sbak. Troll, cif 
 
 The purple Emp'rors, who in Buskins tread, 
 And rule imaginary Worlds for Bread. Gar. 
 
 PLEASURE. 
 
 Pleafure never comes fincere to Man, 
 But lent by Heav'n upon hard Ufury : 
 And while jove holds us out the Bowl of Joy, 
 Ere it can reach his Lips 'tis dafh'd with Gall 
 By fome left-handed God. Dry J. Oedip. 
 
 The Gods will frown where-ever they do fmile ; 
 The Crocodile infeils the fertile Nile. 
 Lions and Tigers on the Lybiar. Plain, 
 Forbid all Pleafures to the fearful Swain. 
 Wild Beafts in Forefts do the Hunters fright, 
 They fear their Ruin 'midft of their Delight. Dor/. 
 
 Delights, thofe beautiful Illufions, play 
 Around usj and when grafp'd, they glide away: 
 They fhew themfelves, but will not with us dwell, 
 But, like hot Gleams, approaching Storms foretel. 
 Pure unmix'd Pleafures on us never flow'd, 
 But ftream, like wat'ry Sun- Beams thro' a Cloud. Blac. 
 
 And frequent Ufe does the Delight exclude : 
 Pleafure's a Toil when conftantly purfu'd. Cong.Juv. 
 
 One Grain of Bad imbitters all the Bell. Dryd. Horn. 
 
 PLUTO. 
 
 Pluto, the griefly God, who never fpares, 
 Who feels no Mercy, and who hears no Pray'rs, 
 Lives dark and dreadful in deep Hell's Abodes, 
 And Mortals hate him as the worft of Gods. Pope Horn. 
 
 POETASTER. 
 
 He Rhymes appropriate could make, 
 To ev'ry Month in th' Almanack : 
 When Terms begin and end could tell, 
 With their Returns, in Doggerel. 
 When the Exchequer opes and fhuts, 
 And Sow-gelder with Safety cuts. 
 
 When 
 
Poetry and Poets. 125 
 
 When Men may eat and drink their Fill, 
 
 And when be temp'rate, if they will. 
 
 When ufe, and when abihin from Vice, 
 
 Figs, Grapes, Phlebotomy, and Spice. 
 
 In Lyricks he would write an Ode on 
 
 His Miftrefs eating a Black- Pudding. 
 
 And when imprifon'd Air efcap'd her, 
 
 Jt pufPd him with poetick Rapture. 
 
 His Sonnets charm'd th* attentive Crow'd, 
 
 By wide-mouth'd Mortal troll'd aloud, 
 
 That, circled with his loiig-ear'd Guefts, 
 
 Like Orpbeus look'd among the Beads. 
 
 A Carman's Horfe could not pafs by, 
 
 But ftood ty'd up to Poerry : 
 
 Each Window like a PiLVy 'pears, 
 
 With Heads thriift thro', nail'd by the Ears; 
 
 All Trades run in as to the Sight 
 
 O: \i on iters, or their dear Delight 
 
 The Gallon- Tree, when cutting Purfe 
 
 Breeds Bus'nefs for Heroick Yerie : 
 
 Which none does hear, but would have hung. 
 
 1 ' have been the Theme of fuch a Song. Hud. 
 
 P O ETRV and P O ETS. See Mufick, River, Style, Verfe. 
 
 Sometimes of humble rural Things, 
 Thy Mufe in middle Air with vary'd Numbers fings ; 
 
 And fometimes her fonorous Flight 
 To Heav'n fublimely wings. 
 But firfl takes time with Majeity to rife, 
 
 Then without Pride divinely great, 
 She mounts her native Skies, 
 And Goddefs-like retains her State, 
 
 When down again fhe flies. 
 Commands, which Judgment gives, fhe ftill obeys, 
 
 Both to deprefs her Flight, and raife. 
 
 Thus Mercury from Heav n deicends, 
 But ft ill, defcending, Dignity maintains; 
 As much a God upon our humble Plains, 
 As when he tow'ring re-afcends to Heav'n. 
 
 But when thy Goddefs takes her Flight, 
 With fuch a Majefty, to fuch a Height, 
 
 As can alone fuffice to prove 
 
 That (he defcends from mighty Jove i 
 
 F 3 Gods! 
 
126 Poetry and Poets. 
 
 Gods ! how thy Thoughts then rife, and foar, and fhinel 
 
 Immortal Spirit animates each Line : 
 
 Each with bright Flame that fires our Souls is crown'd, 
 
 Each has Magnificence of Sound, 
 And Harmony divine. 
 
 Thus the firfl Orbs in their high Rounds 
 
 With mining Pomp advance, 
 
 And to their own cceleftial Sounds 
 Majeftically dance. 
 Of with eternal Symphony they roll, 
 
 Each turn'd in its harmonious Courfe, 
 And each informed by the prodigious Force 
 
 Of an Empyreal Soul. Dennis to Dry/. 
 
 In your Lines let Energy be found, 
 And learn to rife in Senfe and fink in Sound: 
 Slide without falling, without draining foar. "9 
 
 Harfh Words, tho' pertinent, uncooth appear ; > 
 
 None pleafe the Fancy, who offend the Ear. 3 
 
 In Senfe and Numbers if you would excel, 
 Read Wycherley y confider Dryden well. 
 Jn one what vig'rous Turns of Fancy mine ! 
 In th 1 other Syrens warble in each Line ! 
 U porfefs fprightly Mufe but touch the Lyre, 
 The Smiles and Graces melt in foft Deiire, 
 And lit tic Loves confefs their am'rous Fire. 
 The gentle Ifls claims the [vy Crown, 
 To bind th' immortal Brows of Add; [on. 
 As tuneful Congreve tries his rural Strains, "7 
 
 Fan quits the Wood, the lilt'ning Fauns the Plains, J> 
 
 And Philomel, in Notes like his, complains. 3 
 
 When Stepney paints the God- like Acts of Kirgs, 
 Or what Apollo dictates Prior iings, 
 The Banks of Rhine a pleas' d Attention fliow, 
 And iilver Sep ma forgets to flow. Gar. 
 
 Sedley has that prevailing gentle Art 2 
 
 That can with a refilV.efs Charm impart V 
 
 The loolell Wiihes to the chatleft Heart ; 3 
 
 Raife fuch a Conflid, kindle fuch a Fire 
 Between declining Virtue and Defire, 
 That the poor vanquilVd .Maid dillblves away 
 In Dreams all Night, in Sighs and Tears all Day. Roch. 
 
 Such were the Numbers, which could call 
 The Stones into the Fleban Wall. Cowl. 
 
 Ai 
 
Poetry and Poets. 127 
 
 As there is Mufick uninform'd by Art, 
 In thofe wild Notes, which with a merry Heart 
 The Birds in unfrequented Shades exprefs, 
 Who better taught at Home, yet pleafe us lefs : 
 So in your Verfe a native Sweetneis dwells, 
 Which fliames Compofure, and its Art excels. 
 Singing no- more can your foft Numbers grace, 
 Than Paint and Charms unto a beauteous Face. 
 Yet as when mighty Rivers gently creep, 
 Their even Calmnefs does fuppofe them deep ; 
 Such is your Mufe : 
 
 So firm a Strength, and yet withal (0 fweet, 
 Did never but in Samp foil's Riddle meet. Dryd.to Sir Rob.Hozv. 
 
 The Colours there fo artfully are laid, 
 They fear noLullre,and they want noShade. Stepn.toLMaUifa. 
 
 Not fierce, but awful in his manly Page ; 
 Bold is his Strength, but fober is his Rage. Dryd. Per/. 
 
 We mult admire to fee thy well-knit Senfe, 
 Thy Numbers gentle, and thy Fancies high, 
 Thofe as thy Forehead imooth, theie fparkling as thy Eye. 
 'Tis folid and 'tis manly all, 
 Or rather, 'tis angelical, 
 For, as in Angels, we 
 Do in thy Verfes fee 
 Both improved Sexes eminently meet ; (Cowl, to Orinda. 
 They are than Man more ftrong,and more than Woman fweet, 
 
 With conceal' d Defign 
 Did crafty Horace his lov^ Numbers join ; 
 And with a fly infinuating Grace 
 Laugh' d at his Friend, and look'd him in the Face : 
 Would raife a blufh where fecret Vice he found, 
 And tickle while he gently prob'd the Wound. 
 With feeming Innocence the Crowd beguil'd, 
 And made the defp'rate Paffes when he fmil'd. Dryd. Perf. 
 
 Pindar's unnavigable Song, 
 Like afwoll'n Flood from fome fleep Mountain, pours along ; 
 
 The Ocean meets with fuch a Voice 
 From his enlarg'd Mouth, as drowns the Ocean's Noifc» 
 So Pindar does new Words and Figures roll 
 Down his impetuous Ditbyrambick Tide, 
 
 Which in no Channel deigns t' abide ; 
 Which neither Banks nor Dikes controul. 
 Whether th' immortal Gods he fings 
 Jn no lefs immortal Strain, 
 
 F 4 Or 
 
128 Poifon. 
 
 Or the great Acts of God-defcended Kings, 
 Who in his Numbers ilill furvive and reign. 
 
 Whether at Pifa's Race he pleafe 
 To carve in polifh'd Verfe the Conqu'rors Images : 
 Whether the Swift, the Skilful, or the Strong, 
 Be crown'd in his nimble, artful, vig'rous Song ; 
 Whether fome brave young Man's untimely Fate, 
 In words worth dying for he celebrate. 
 
 He bids him live and grow in Fame, 
 
 Among the Stars he flicks his Name ; 
 The Grave can but the Drofs of him devour ; 
 So fmall is Death's, fo great the Poet's Power. 
 Lq ! how th' obfequious Wind and fwelling Air 
 
 The Ibeban Swan do upwards bear 
 Into the Walks of Clouds, where he does play, 
 And with extended Wings opens his liquid Way, 
 
 While, Alas! my tim'rous Mufe 
 
 Unambitious Tracls purfues ; 
 
 Does with weak unballaft Wings 
 
 About the mofly Brooks and Springs, 
 
 About the Trees new-bloflbm'd Heads, 
 
 About the Gardens painted Beds, 
 
 About the Fields and flow'ry Meads ; 
 
 And all inferior beauteous Things, 
 Like the laborious Bee, 
 
 For little Drops of Honey flee, 
 And there with humbleS weets content her Ind\ift.ryC0wf.Hor. 
 
 Mean as I am, yet have the Mufes made 
 Me free, a Member of the tuneful Trade ; 
 I could have once fung down a Summer's Sun, 
 But now the Chime of Poetry is done; 
 My Voice grows hoarfe, I feel the Notes decay : 
 
 For Cares and Time 
 Change all Things, and untune my Soul for Rhime. DrydFirg. 
 
 POISON. 
 
 Obferve in this fmall Phial certain Death ; 
 It holds a Poifon of fuch deadly Force, 
 Should JEfculapius drink it, in five Hours, 
 (For then it works) the God himfelf were Mortal : 
 I drew it from tfoiHicris* horrid Spring. 
 
 It fcatters Pains, 
 All Sorts and thro' all Nerves, Veins, Arteries, 
 Ev'n with Extremity of Froft it burns : 
 
 Drives 
 
Poifon. t2 9 
 
 Drives the diftrafted Soul about her Houfe, 
 Who runs to all the Pore?, the Doors of Life, 
 "Till me is forc'd for Air to leave her Dwelling. Lee Alex. 
 Alex. Search there,nay probe me,fearchmy woundedReins : 
 Pull, draw it out : 
 
 Oh ! I am (hot, a forked burning Arrow 
 Sticks crofs my Shoulders, the fad Venom flies 
 Like Lightning thro' my Fleft), my Blood, my Marrow. 
 Ha! what a Change of Torments I endure? 
 A Bolt of Ice runs hilling thro' my Bowels, 
 'Tis fure the Arm of Death ; 
 Cover me, for I. freeze, my Teeth Chatter, 
 And my Knees knock together. 
 Perd. Heav'n blefs the King ! 
 Alex. Ha ! who talks of Heav'n r 
 I am all Hell, I burn, I burn again. 
 My vital Spirits are quite parch'd, burnt up, 
 And all my fmoaky Entrails turn'd to Afhes. Lee Ah x. 
 
 Nothing in vain the Gods create ; 
 This Bough was made to haften Fate. 
 'Twas in Companion of our Woe, 
 That Nature firlt made Poifons grow; 
 For hopelefs Wretches, fuch as I, 
 Kindly providing Means to die. 
 As Mothers do their Children keep, 
 So Nature feeds, and makes us fleep : 
 The Indifpos'd fhe does invite, 
 To go to Bed before 'tis Night. 
 Dead I fhall be, as when unborn, 
 And then I knew nor Love, nor Scorn, 
 Like Slaves redeem'd, Death lets us free 
 From Paflion and from Injury, 
 The Living, chain'd to Fortune's Wheel, 
 In Triumph led, her Changes feel : 
 And Conquerors kept Poifons by, 
 Prepar'd for her Inconftancy. 
 Bays againft Thunder might defend their Brow ; 
 But againftLove andFortune here's theBough Wall, 
 Quick Shootings thro' my Limbs, and pricking Pains, 
 Qualms at my Heart, Convulfions in my Nerves, 
 Shiv'rings of Cold, and Burning of my Entrails, 
 Within my little World make medley War, 
 Lofe and regain, beat and ate beaten back, 
 As momentary Victors quit their Ground ; 
 
 F 5 Some 
 
1 30 Polyphemus and his Den. 
 
 Some deadly Draught, fome Enemy to Life 
 
 Boils in my Bowels, and works out my Soul. Dryd.Don SeL 
 
 POLYPHEMUS and his DEN. 
 
 The Cave, tho' large, was dark: The di final Floor 
 Was pav'dwith mangled Limbs and putrid Gore. 
 The monftrous Hoft, of more than human Size, 
 Erects his Head, and lhres within the Skies. 
 BeH'wing his Voice, and horrid is his Hiew. 
 The Joints of flaughter'd Wretches are his Food. 
 And for his Wine he quaffs the {breaming Blood. 
 Thefe Eves beheld, when with his fpacious Hand 
 He feiz'd two Captives of the Grecian Band ; 
 Stretch'd on his Back, he dafh'd againft the Stones 
 Their broken Bodies, and their crackling Bones : 
 With fpouting Blood the purple Pavement fwims, 
 While the dire Glutton grinds the trembling Limbs. 
 
 Thus gorg'd with Flefh, and drunk with humane wine, 
 While fall afieep the Giant lay lupine, 
 Snoring aloud, and belching from his Maw 
 His indigetled Foam and Morfels raw ; 
 
 We furrounded 
 The monftrous Body ftretch'd along the Ground : 
 Each, as he could approach him, lends a Hand 
 To bore his Eye-ball with a flaming Brand. 
 Beneath his frowning Forehead lay his Eye : 
 For only one did the vail: Frame iupply ; 
 But that a Globe fo large, his Front it fill'd, 
 Like the Sun's Disk, or like a Grecian Shield. 
 The Stroke fucceeds, and down the Pupil bends. 
 Such, and fo vaft as Polypbeme appears, 
 A hundred more this hated Ifland bears : 
 Like him, in Caves they fhut their woolly Sheep, 7 
 
 Like him, their Herds on Tops of Mountains keep, > 
 
 Like him, with mighty Strides they ftalk fromSteep to Steep. 3 
 I oft from Rocks a dreadful Profpect fee 
 Of the huge Cyclops, like a walking Tree : 
 From far I here his thund'ring Voice refound, 
 And trampling Feet, that (hake the folid Ground. 
 
 Scarce had he faid, when on the Mountain's Brow 
 We faw the Giant- Shepherd ftalk before 
 His folPwing Flock, and leading to the Shore. 
 A monftrous Bulk, deform'd, depriv'd of Sight: 
 His Staff a Trunk of Pine, to guide his Steps aright. 
 
 Hjs 
 
Poplar. Populace. i g i 
 
 His pond'rous Whittle from his Neck defcends ; ? 
 
 His woolly Care their penfive Lord attends; •* 
 
 This only Solace his hard .Fortune fends. 3 
 
 Soon as he reach'd the Shore, and touch'd the Waves, 
 
 From his gor'd Eye the gutt'ring Blood he leaves : 
 
 He gnafh'd his Teeth, and groan'd ; thro' Seas he ftrides, 
 
 And fcarce the topmoft Billows touch'd his Sides. 
 
 Seiz'd with a fudden Fear, we run to Sea ; 
 
 And buckling to the Work, our Oars divide the Main. 
 
 The Giant hearken'd to the darning Sound; 
 
 But when our Veffel out of Reach he found, 
 
 He ftrided downward, and in vain efTay'd 
 
 Th' Ionian Deep, and durft no farther wade. 
 
 With that, he roar'd aloud ; the dreadful Cry "J 
 
 Shakes Earth, and Air, and Seas : The Billows fly, > 
 
 Before the Bell'wing Noife to diftant Italy. \ 
 
 The neighboring JEtna trembling all around, 
 
 The winding Caverns echo to the Sound. 
 
 His Brother Cyclops hear the yelling Roar ; 
 
 And rufhing down the Mountains croud the Shore. 
 
 We faw their item diiiorted Looks from far, 
 
 And one-ey'd G'ance, that vainly threaten'd War. 
 
 A dreadful Council, with their Heads on high, 
 
 The mifty Clouds about their Foreheads fly i 
 
 Not yielding to the tow'ring Tree o(Joi'e> 
 
 Or talleft Cyprefs of Diana's Grove. Dryd. Virg* 
 
 POPLAR. 
 
 So falls a Poplar, that in wat'ry Ground 
 Rais'd high the Head, with ftately Branches crown'd, 
 (Fell'd by fome Artift with his mining Steel, 
 To fhape the Circle of the bending Wheel) 
 Cut down it lies, tall, fmooth, and largely fpread, 
 With all its beauteous Honours on its Head ; 
 •There left a Subject to the Wind and Rain, 
 And fcorch'd by Suns, it withers on the Plain. Pope Ham. 
 
 POPULACE. 
 
 The Vulgar, a fcarce animated Clod, (Auren. 
 
 Ne'er pleas' d with ought above 'em, Prince or God. Dryd, 
 
 That hot-mouth'd Beaft that bears againlt the Curb : 
 Hard to be broken ev'n by lawful Kings, 
 But harder by Ufurpers. 
 
 F -6 Almighty 
 
132 Populace, 
 
 Almighty Croud ! thou fhortcn'ft all Difptite, 
 Pow'r is thy Eflence, Wit thy Attribute: 
 Nor Faith nor Reafon makes thee at a Stay, (Dryd. Med. 
 Thou leap'ft o'er all eternal Truths in thy Pindarick Way. 
 
 Bafe mongril Souls! fleih 'em but once with Fortune, 
 And they will worry Royalty to Death : 
 But if fome crabbed Virtue turn and pinch 'em, 
 They'll run, and yelp, and clap their Tales. (of Guife. 
 Like Curs, betwixt their Legs, and howl for Mercy. Lee D. 
 
 Diffenfious Rogues, 
 That rubbing the poor Itch of your Opinions, 
 Make your felves Scabs. 
 
 That like not Peace nor War: The one affrights you, 
 The other makes you proud. 
 
 Who deferves Greatnefs, 
 Deferves your Hate. Your Affedtions are 
 A fick Man's Appetite, who deiires moil that 
 Which would increafe his Evil. He that depends 
 Upon your Favours, fvvim.s with Fins of Lead, Shah Coriol. 
 
 The Scum 
 That rifes upmoft when the Nation boils. Dryd. Don. Seb. 
 The Rabb.'e gather round the Man of News, 
 
 And liften with their Mouths. 
 
 Seme tell, fome hear, fome judge of -News, fome make it, 
 
 And he that lyes moft loud, is molt believ'd. Dryd. Span. Fry. 
 The Streets are thicker in this Noon of Night, 
 
 Than at the Mid-day Sun : A drowfy Horror 
 
 Sits on their Eyes, like Fear not well awake : 
 
 All crow'd in Heaps, as at a Night- Alarm, 
 
 The Bees drive out upon each other., Backs, 
 
 T'imbofs their Hives in Clutters : All ask News; 
 
 Their bufy Captain runs the weary Round, 
 
 To whifper Orders ; and commanding Silence, (Don. Seb. 
 
 Makes not Noife ceafe, but deafens it to Murmurs. Dryd, 
 The Common wealth is fick of her own Choice ; 
 
 •Her over-greedy Love has furfeited : 
 
 A Habitation giddy and unfure 
 
 Has he that builds upon the vulgar Hearts. 
 
 O thou fond Many ! with what loud Applaufe, 
 
 Did ft thou beat Heav'n with bleffing Bullivgbrooh 
 
 Before lie was what thou would'ft have him be ? 
 
 But being trim'd up in thy own Defires, 
 
 Thou beaitly Feeder art fo full of him, 
 
 That thou provok'it thy felf to caft him up. 
 
 So; 
 
Populace. 133 
 
 So, fo, thou common Dog, dld'fl thou difgorge 
 
 Thy glutton Bofom of the Royal Richard, 
 
 And now thou would'ft eat thy dead Vomit up, 
 
 And hovvl'ft to find it. What Trult is in thefe Times ? 
 
 They, that when Richard liv'd, would have him die, 
 
 Are now become enamour'd of his Grave: 
 
 Thou that threw'ft Duft upon his goodly Head, 
 
 When thro' proud hmdon he came fighihg on, 
 
 After th' admir'd Heels of Bullingbrook, 
 
 Cry'ft now, O Earth! yield us that King again, 
 
 And take thou this. Shak. 2 Part Hen. 4. 
 
 The Genius of your Moors is Mutiny : 
 They fcarcely want a Guide to move their Madnefs: 
 Prompt to rebel on ev'ry weak Pretence, 
 BlufVring when courted, crouching when opprefs'd ; 
 Wife to themfelves, and Fools to all the World : 
 Reliefs in Change, and perjur'd to a Proverb. 
 They love Religion, fweeten'd to the Senfe ; 
 A good luxurious palatable Faith. 
 Thus Vice and Godlinefs, prepcfterous Pair, 
 Ride Cheek by Jowl ! but Churchmen hold the Reins: 
 And when'ere Kings would lower Clergy Greatnefs, 
 They'll learn too late what Pow'r the Preachers have, 
 And whole the Subjects are. Dnd.Don. Seb. 
 
 By Heav'n 'twas never well fince fawcy Prieits 
 Grew to be Mailers of the lift'ning Herd, 
 And into Mitres cleft the Regal Crown. Shak. Troil. & Crejjf. 
 
 Empire, thou poor and defpicable Thing, " (Gran. 
 
 When fuch as thefe unmake or make a King ! Dryd. Conq. of 
 
 Obferve the Mountain Billows of the Main, 
 Blown by the Winds into a raging Storm : 
 Brufli off thofe Winds, and the high Waves return 
 Into their quiet firft created Calm ; 
 Such is the Rage of bufy blulVring Crouds, 
 Tormented by th' Ambition of the Great : 
 Cut off the Caufes, and th' Effe&s will ceafe, 
 And all the ^moving Madnefs fall in Peace. Dryd. Ckom- 
 
 I have no Tafte 
 Of popular Applaufe, the noify Praifc 
 Of giddy Crouds, as changeable as Winds ; 
 Still vehement, and flill without a Caufe : 
 Servants to Chance, and blowing in the Tide 
 Of fwoln Succefs, but veering with its Ebb, 
 It leaves the Channel dry. Dryd. Span. Fry. 
 
 As 
 
134 Popular. 
 
 As when in Tumults rife 'th ignoble Croud, 
 Mad are their Motions, and their Tongues are loud ; 
 And Stones and Brands in rattling Vollies fly, 
 And all the rultick Arms that Fury can fupply : 
 If then fome grave and pious Man appear, 
 They hufh their Noiie and lend a liit'ning Ear ; 
 He fooths with fober Words their angry Mood, 
 And quenches their innate Defire of Blood. Dryd. Virg. 
 
 The giddy Vu'gar, as their Fancies guide, 
 With Noife fay Nothing, and in Parts divide. Dryd. Virg. 
 
 InTumuksPeople reign,andKings obey . Dryd. Co nq.of Gran. 
 
 The People like a head-long Torrent go, 
 And ev'ry Dam they Break or overflow : 
 But unoppos'd they either loofe their Force, (Gran. 
 
 Or wind in Volumes to their former Courfe. Dryd.Conq.of 
 
 Their Fright to no Perfuafions will give Ear, (Gran. 
 There's a deaf Madnefs in a Peoples Fear. Dryd. Corn}, of 
 
 POPULAR. 
 
 Th' admiring Croud are dazled with Surprize, 
 And on his goodly Perfon feed their Eyes ; 
 His Joy conceal'd, he lets himfelf to Show, 
 On each Side bowing popularly low : 
 His Looks, his Geilures, and his Words he frames, 
 And with familiar Ea r e repeats their Names. 
 
 Thus form'd by Nature, furnifh'd out with Arts, 
 He glides unfelt into their fecret Hearts ; 
 Fame runs before him, as the Morning-Star, 
 And Shouts of Joy falute him from afar. 
 Each Houfe receives him as a Guardian-God, 
 And confecrates the Place of his Abode. Dryd.Jbf& debit. 
 
 The People rend the Skies with loud Applaufe, 
 And Heav'n can hear no other Name but yours : 
 The thronging Crouds prefs on you as you pafs, 
 And with their eager Joy make Triumph flow. Dryd. Span. Fry. 
 
 Thou art thy longing Country's Darling and Delire, 
 Their cloudy Pillar, and their Guardian Fire: 
 Their fecond Mojes, whofe extended Wand 
 Divides the Seas, and (hews the promis'd Land : 
 Whofe dawning Day, in ev'ry diitant Age, 
 Has exercis'd the facred Prophet's Rage ; 
 The People's PrayV, the glad Deviner's Theme, 
 The young Mens Vifion, and the old Mens Dream. 
 Thee Saviour, thee the Nation's Vows confefs ; 
 And, never fatisfy'd with feeing, blefs. Swift, 
 
Prayer, Predejlinaiion, and Free-will -135 
 
 Swift, unbefpokea Pomps thy Steps proclaim, (iff Achit. 
 And flamm'ring Babes are taught tolifp thy Name. Dryd.Abf. 
 
 Al: Tongues fpeak of him, and the bleared 3ights 
 Are fpeitacled to fee him. Your pratliug Narfe 
 Into a Rapture lets her Baby cry, 
 While me chats him. The Kitchen Malkin pins 
 Her richefl Lockram 'bout her reeky Neck, 
 Clamb'ring the Walls to fee him : 
 Stalls, Eulks, Windows are fmother'd up, 
 Leads fil-'d, and Ridges hors'd. 
 I've feea the dumb Men throng to fee him, 
 And the blind Men to hear him fpeak, The Nobles bended 
 As to Jove's Statue ; and the Commons made 
 A Show'r andTi.under with theirCaps and Shouts. Sbak. Csri. 
 
 PRAYER. 
 
 The Gods, (the only great and only wife) 
 Are mov'd by OfF'ring, Vows, and Sacrifice: 
 Offending Man their high Companion wins, 
 And daily PrayVs atone for daily Sins. 
 Prayers are Jove\ Daughters, of celeitial Race, 
 Lame are their Feet, and wrinkled is their Face; 
 With humble Mein and with dejected Eyes, 
 Conftant they follow where Injuftice flies : 
 Injuftice fwift, eredl, and unconfm'd, 
 Sweeps the wide Earth, and tramples o'er Mankind, 
 While Prafrs y to heal her Wrongs, moves flow behind 
 Who hears thefe Daughters of Almighty Jew} 
 For him they mediate to the Throne above : 
 When Man rejects the humble Suit they make 
 The Sire revenges for the Daughter's Sake. 
 From Jove commiffion'd fierce Injuftice then 
 Defcends to pmiifli unrelenting Man. Pope Hm* 
 
 P R E D E S T I NAT I ON and F R E E-WI LL. See Fate, 
 
 But here the Doctors eagerly difpute, 
 Some hold Predeftination abfolute : 
 Some Clerks maintain, that Heav'n at firft forefees, 
 And in the Virtue of Forefight decrees. 
 If this be fo, then Prefcience binds the Will; 
 And Mortals are not free to Good or 111 ; 
 For what he flrft forefaw, he mud ordain, 
 Or his eternal Prefcience may be vain. 
 
 As 
 
136 Predeftination and Free-will. 
 
 As bad for us if Preference had not been : 
 For firft, or laft, he's Author of the Sin. 
 And who fays that, let the blafpheming Man 
 Say worfe, ev'n of the Devil, if he can. 
 For how can that eternal Pow'r be juft 
 To punifh Man, who fins becaufe he mull ? 
 Or, how can he reward a virtuous Deed, 
 Which is not done by us, but firft decreed? 
 I cannot boult this Matter to the Bran, 
 As Bradwardin and holy Auftin can : 
 If Prefcience can determine Actions {o, 
 That we muft do, becaufe he did foreknow: 
 
 Or that foreknowing, yet our Choice is free, 
 
 Not fore'd to fin by Ariel Neceflity. 
 
 This Uriel Neceflity they fimple call, 
 
 Another Sort there is conditional. 
 
 The firft fo binds the Will, that Things foreknown, 
 
 By Spontaneity, not Choice, are done, 
 
 Thus Galley-Slaves tug willing at their Oar, ? 
 
 Content to work in profpecl of the Shore ; •* 
 
 But would not work at all, if not conftrain'd before. 3 
 
 That other does not Liberty reftrain ; 
 
 But Man may either act, or may refrain : 
 
 Heav'n made us Agents free to Good or 111, 
 
 And fore'd it not, tho' he forefaw the Will. 
 
 Freedom was firft beftow'd on human Race, 
 
 And Prefcience only held the fecond Place. 
 
 If he could make luch Agents wholly free, 
 
 I'll notdifpute, the Point's too high for me: 
 
 For Heav'n's unfathom'd Pow'r what Man can found, 
 
 Or put to his Omnipotence a Bound ? 
 
 He made us to his Image; all agree, ~) 
 
 ghat Image is the Sou), and that muft be, S 
 
 r not the Maker's Image, or be free. 3 
 
 But whether it were better Man had been 
 By Nature bound to Good, not free to Sin, (and the Fox. 
 I wave, for fear of fplitting on a Rock. . Dryd. The Cock 
 
 The Priefthood grofly cheat us with Free- Will; 
 Will to do what, but what Heav'n firft decreed ? 
 Our Actions then are neither good nor ill, 
 Since from eternal Caufes they proceed. 
 Our Paflions, Fear and Anger, Love and Hate, 
 Mere fenfelefs Engines, that are mov'd by Fate : 
 
 Like 
 
Prieft. 
 
 *37 
 
 Like Ships on ftormy Seas without a Guide, 
 
 ,Toft by the Winds and driven by the Tide. Dryd.Span.Fry. 
 
 Hard State of Life ! fince Heav'n foreknows my Will, 
 Why am I not ty'd up from doing 111 ? 
 Why am I fruited with my felf at large, 
 When he's more able to fuftain the Charge ? 
 Since Angels fell, whofe Strength was more than mine, 
 'Twould fhew more Grace my Frailty to confine. 
 For knowing the Succefs, to leave me free, 
 Excufes him, and yet fupports not me. Dryd. State of Inn- 
 
 PRIEST. 
 
 A Parifh Prieft was of the Pilgrim-Train : 
 An awful, rev'rend, and religious Man. 
 His Eyes difFus'd a venerable Grace, 
 And Charity it felf was in his Face. 
 Rich was his Soul, tho' his Attire was poor, 
 As God had cloath'd his own AmbafTador : 
 For fuch, on Earth, his bleft Redeemer bore. 
 Refln'd himfelf to Soul, to curb the Senfe, 
 And made almoft a Sin of Abilinence. 
 Yet had his Afpect nothing of fevere, 
 But fuch a Face as promis'd him fincere. 
 Nothing referv'd or fullen was to fee ; *} 
 
 But fweet Regards, and pleafing Sanctity : V- 
 
 Mild was his Accent, and his A&ion free. 3 
 
 With Eloquence innate his Soul was arm'd ; 
 Tho' harfh the Precept yet the Preacher charm'd. 
 He bore his great Commiffion in his Look : 
 But fweetly tern per' d Awe, and foften'd all he JTpoke. 
 He taught the Gofpel rather than the Law ; 
 And forc'd himfelf to drive; but lov'd to draw. 
 For Fear but freezes Minds ; but Love, like Heat, 
 Exhales the Soul fublime to ieek her native Seat. 
 The Tithes, his Parifh freely paid, he took : 
 But never fu'd, or curs'd with Bell and Book. 
 With Patience bearing Wrong, but ofF'ring none, 
 Since cv^ry Man is free to lofe his own. 
 Yet of his Little he had fome to fpare, 
 To feed the Famifh'd, and to cloth the Bare. 
 For morrify'd he was to that Degree, 
 A poorer than himfelf he could not fee : 
 True Priefts, he faid, and Preachers of the Word 
 Wqyq only Stewards of their Sov'reign Lord : 
 
 Nothing 
 
13S Prieft. 
 
 Nothing was theirs ; but all the publick Store, 1 
 Intrufted Riches to relieve the Poor, 
 Who, mould thev Ileal for Want of his Relief y 
 He judg'd himfelf Accomplice with the Thief. 
 And ftill he was at Hand, without Requeft, 
 To ferve the Sick, to fuccour the Diftrefs'd. 
 He duly watch'd his Flock by Night and Day ; "7 
 
 And from the prowling Wolf redeemed the Prey, > 
 
 But hungry fent the wily Fox away. 3. 
 
 The Proud he tam'd, the Penitent he chear'd, 
 Nor to reprove the rich Offender fear'd : 
 His Preaching much, but more his Practice wrought, 
 (A living Sermon of the Truth he taught.) 
 For this, by Rules fevere, his Life he fquar'd, 
 That all might fee the Doctrine which they heard: 
 For Prierls, he laid, are Patterns for the reft, 
 The Gold of Heav'n, who bear the God imprefs'd : 
 'But when the precious Coin is kept unclean, 
 The Sov'reign's Image is no longer feen : . 
 If they be foul, on whom the People truft, 
 Well may the bafer Brafs contract a Ruft. 
 With what he begg'd, his Brethren he reliev'd, 
 And gave the Charities himfelf receiv'd : 
 Gave, while he taught, and edify'd the more, 
 Becaufe he fhew'd by Proof 'twas eafy to be poor. Dryd. 
 Qucth Ralpbo, you miftake the Matter, 
 For in all Scruples of this Nature, 
 No Man includes himfelf, nor turns 
 Xhe Point upon his own Concerns. 
 As no Man of his own felf catches 
 The Itch, or amorous French aches ; 
 So no Man does himfelf convince 
 By his awn Doctrine of his Sins : 
 And 'tis not what we do, but fay, 
 In Love and Preaching that mull fway. Hud. 
 
 Prieflhood, that makes a Merchandize of Heav'n : 
 Prieflhood, that fells ev'n to their Pray'rs and Bleffings, 
 And forces us to pay for our own Couz'nage : _ 
 Nay, cheats Heav'n too with Entrails and with Offalls, 
 Gives it the Garbage of a Sacrifice, 
 And keeps the bed for private Luxury. Dryd.Troil&CreJf. 
 
 The Gods are theirs, not ours; and when we pray 
 For happy Omens, we their Price m-ull pay : 
 In vain at Shrines th' ungiving Suppliant Hands ; 
 In vain we make our Vows with empty Hands. Fat 
 
Prieft. 139 
 
 fat Off'rings are the Priefthood's only Care ; 
 
 They take the Money, and Heav'n hears the Pray'r : 
 
 Without a Bribe their Oracles are mute, 
 
 And their initrudted Gods refuie the Suit. Dryd.C/eom. 
 
 The pious Prierthood the fat Gooie receive, 
 And they once brib'd, the Godhead muit forgive. Drydjuv\, 
 For Gain has wonderful Effects, 
 T' improve the factory of Seels ; 
 The Rule of Faith in all ProfefTions, 
 And Great Diana of th' Ephefians. Hud. 
 
 For Priefts of all Religions are the fame : 
 Of whatfoe'er Defcent their Godhead be, 
 Stone, Stock, or other homely Pedegree; 
 In his Defence his Servants are as bold, 
 As if he had been born of beaten Gold : 
 For 'tis their Duty, all the Learned think, (&Achit. 
 
 T' efpoufe his Caufe by whom they eat and drink. Dryd.Abf. 
 
 I tell thee, Mufti, if the World were wife, 
 They would not wag one Finger in your Quarrels ; 
 Your Heav'n you promife, but our Earth you covet ; 
 The Phaetons of Mankind, who fire that World, (Seb. 
 
 Which you were fent by Preaching but to warm. Dry d. Don* 
 
 For whether King or People leek Extremes, 
 Still Confcience and Religion are the Themes. 
 And whatfoever Change the State invades, 
 The Pulpit either forces, or perfwades. 
 Others may give the Fuel or the Fire, (Soph. 
 
 But Priefts, the Breath that makes the Flame, infpire. Den. 
 
 We know their Thoughts of us ; that Lay-men are 
 Lag Sou's, and Rubbifh of remaining Clay, 
 Which Heav'n, grown weary of more perfect Work, 
 Set upward with a little Puff of Breath, 
 And bid us pafs for Men. Dryd. Don. Self. 
 
 We know their holy Jugglings, 
 Things that would flartle Faith, and make us deem 
 Not this, nor that, but all Religions ftlfe. Dryd.Dov.Seb, 
 
 You wanted to lead 
 My Reafon blindfold, like a hamper' d Lion ', 
 Check'd of its noble Vigour : Then, when baited 
 Down to obedient Tamenels, make it couch, 
 Andiliew itrange Tricks, which you call Signs of Faith : 
 So fjlly Souls are gull'd, and you get Money. Otzv.Fen.Pre/. 
 
 it we mull pray, 
 Rear in the Streets bright Altars to the Gods, 
 Let Virgins Hands adorn the Sacrifice ; And 
 
140 Prieft. 
 
 And not a grey-beard forging Prieft come there, 
 
 To pry into the Bowels of the Victim, 
 
 And with their Dotage mad the gaping World. Lee Oedifi. 
 
 Why feek we Truth from Priefls ? 
 The Smiles of Courtiers, and the Harlots Tears, 
 The.Tradefm&s Oath, and Mourning of an Heir, 
 Are Truths to what Priefts tell: 
 Oh ! why has Priefthood Priviledge to lye, 
 And yet to be believ'd ? 
 
 Is not the Care of Souls a Load fufficient ? 
 Are not your holy Stipends paid for this? 
 Were you not bred apart from wordly Noife, 
 To ftudy Souls, their Cures, and their Difeafes ? 
 The Province of the Soul is large enough 
 To fill up ev'ry Cranny of your Time, 
 And leave you much to anfwer, if one Wretch 
 Be damn'd by your Neglect. 
 
 Why then thefe foreign Thoughts of State Employments, 
 Abhorrent to your Function and your Breeding ? 
 Poor droning Truants of unpraclis'd Cells, 
 Bred in the Fellowfhip of bearded Boys ; 
 What Wonder it it if you know not Men ? 
 Yet there you live demure, with down- cart Eyes, 
 And humble as your Difcipline requires : 
 But when let loofe from thence, to live at large, 
 Your little Tincture of Devotion dies : 
 Then Luxury fucceeds : and, fet agog 
 With a new Scene of yet untafted Joys, 
 You fall with greedy Hunger to the Feaft ; 
 Of all your Co'.ledge Virtues nothing now 
 But your original Ignorance remains. Dryd.Do?}. fob. 
 
 Triumphant Plenty, with a chcarful Grace. 
 Basks in their Eyes, and fparkles in their Face : 
 How fleek their Looks, how goodly is their Mien, 
 When big they ftrut behind a double Chin ? 
 Each Faculty in Blandifhments they lull, 
 Afpiring to be venerably dull. 
 No learn'd Debates moleft their downy Trance, 
 Or difcompofe their pompous Ignorance. 
 But undifturb'd they loiter Life away, 
 So wither green, and blolTom in Decay. 
 Deep funk in Down, they by Sloth's gentle Care, "7 
 
 Avoid th' Inclemencies of Morning Air ; > 
 
 And leave to tatter'd Crape the Drudgery of Prayer. 3 
 
Priefl. 141 
 
 Bat bloated with Ambition, Pride, and Avarice, 
 You fvvell to counfel Kings and govern Kingdoms. 
 Content you with monopolizing Heav'n, 
 And let this little hanging Ball alone ; 
 For give you but a Foot of Confcience there, 
 And you, like Archi?nede$, tofs the Globe. Dryd.Don.Seb. 
 
 Your Saviour came not with a gawdy Show, 
 Nor was his Kingdom of the World below : 
 Patience in Want, and Poverty of Mind, 
 Thefe Marks of Church and Churchmen he defign'd, 
 And living taught, and dying left behind. 
 The Crown he wore was of the pointed Thorn, 
 In Purple he was crucify'd, not born ; 
 They who contend for Place and high Degree, 
 Are not his Sons but thofe of Zehedee. Dryd. 
 
 Yet Churchmen, tho' they itch to govern all, 
 Are filly, woful, awkward Politicians : 
 They make lame Mifchief, tho' they meant it well. 
 Their Int'reft is not finely drawn and hid, 
 But Seams are coarfly bungled up and feen. Dryd. Don. Sek 
 Sure 'tis an Orthodox Opinion, 
 
 That Grace is founded in Dominion. 
 
 Great Piety confifts in Pride; 
 
 To rule, is to be fan&ify'd. 
 
 To domineer and to controul, 
 
 Both o'er the Body and the Soul, 
 
 Is the moft perfect Difcipline 
 
 Of Church Rule, and by Right Divine. 
 
 Bel and the Dragon's Chaplains were 
 
 More moderate than thefe by far ; 
 
 For they, poor Knaves, were glad to cheat, 
 
 To get their Wives and Children Meat : 
 
 But thefe will not be fobb'd offfo, 
 
 They mud have Wealth and Power too ; 
 
 Or elfe with Bkod and Desolation, 
 
 They'll tear it out o'th'Heart o'th'Nation. 
 
 Sure thefe themfelves from Primitive 
 
 And Heathen Priefthood to derive : 
 
 When Butchers were the only Clerks, 
 
 Elders, and Presbyters of Kirks : 
 
 Whofe Directory was to kill, 
 
 And fome believe that 'tis fo ftill. 
 
 The only Difference is, that then, 
 
 They flaughter'd only Beafts, now Men. 
 
 For 
 
142 Promife. Proteus. 
 
 For then to facrifice a Bullock, 
 
 Or now and then a Child to Moloch. 
 
 They count a vile Abomination, 
 
 But not to {laughter a whole Nation. Hud. 
 
 Chaplain. 
 My Time is fpent pleafantly ; 
 My Lord is neither haughty nor imperious, 
 ?4or I gravely whimfical : He has good Nature, 
 And I have good Manners. 
 His Sons too are civil to me, becaufe 
 I do not pretend to be wifer than they are ; 
 I meddle with no Man's Bufinefs but my own. 
 I rife in a Morning early, {tudy moderately, 
 Eat and drink chearfully, live foberly, 
 Take my innocent Pleasures freely : (Orph- 
 
 So meet with Refpecl, and am not the Jefl. of the Family . Otw- 
 
 PROMISE. 
 
 Promifes once made are part Debate ; 
 And Truth's of more Neceflity than Fate. Dryd.Riv.Lad. 
 It is no Scandal nor Afperfion 
 Upon a Great and Noble Perfon, 
 To fay, he nat'rally abhor'd 
 Th' old-fafhion'd Trick to keep his Word : 
 Tho' 'tis Periidioufnefs, and Shame, 
 In meaner Men to do the fame : 
 For to be able to forget, 
 Is found more ufeful to the Great, 
 Than Gout, or Deafnefs, or bad Eyes. 
 To make 'em pafs for wondrous wife. Hud- 
 
 PROTEUS. 
 
 In the Carpathian Bottom makes Abode 
 The Shepherd of the Seas, a Prophet and a God : 
 High o'er the Main in watVy Pomp he rides, 
 His azure Car and finny Courfers guides : 
 Proteus his Name. 
 
 Him not alone the River- Gods adore, 
 But aged Nereus hearkens to his Lore. 
 With fure Forefight and with unerring Doom, 
 He {ees what is, and was, and is to come : 
 This Neptune gave him, when he gave to keep 
 His fcaly Flocks that graze the wat'ry Deep. 
 
 When 
 
Providence. 143 
 
 When weary with his Toil and fcorch'd with Heat, 
 The wayward Sire frequents his cool Retreat; 
 I lis Eyes with heavy Slumber overcaft, 
 With Force invade his Limbs, and bind him faft: 
 For unconftrain'd he nothing tells for nought, 
 Nor is with Pray'rs, or Bribes, or Flatt'ry bought. 
 The flipp'ry God will try to loofe his Hold, 
 And various Forms afTume to cheat thy Sight, 
 And with vain Images of Beaits affright. 
 With foamy Tusks will feem a briftly Boar, 
 Or imitate the Lion's angry Roar ; 
 Break out in crackling Flames to lhun thy Snares, 
 Or hifs a Dragon, or a Tiger flares. 
 Or, with a Wile thy Caution to betray, 
 In fleeting Streams attempt to Aide away ; 
 Will weary all his Miracles of Lyes, 
 'Till having fliifted ev'ry Form to 'fcape, 
 Convinc'd of Conqueft he refumes his Shape. 
 ProteusV Cave. 
 Within a Mountain's hollow Womb there lies 
 A large Recefs, conceal'd from human Eyes : 
 Where Heaps of Billows, driv'n by Wind and Tide, "7 
 
 In Form of War their wat'ry Ranks divide, > 
 
 And there, like Gentries fet, without the Mouth abide. 3 
 A Station fafe for Ships, when Tempefts roar, 
 A filent Harbour and a cover'd Shore. 
 Secure within refides the various God, 
 And draws a Rock upon his dark Abode. 
 His finny Flocks about their Shepherd Play, 
 And rolling round him fpirit the bitter Sea. 
 Unwieldly they wallow firft in Ooze, 
 Then in the fhady Covert feek Repofe. 
 tHimfelf their Herdfman, on the middle Mount, 
 Takes of his mufler'd Flocks a juft Account: 
 So, feated on a Rock, a Shepherd's Groom, 
 Surveys his Ev'ning Flocks returning Home ; 
 When lowing Ca ves, and bleating Lambs from far, 
 Provoke the prowling Wolf to nightly War. Dryd. Virg 
 
 PROVIDENCE. 
 The holy Pow'r that cloathes the lenfelefs Earth 
 With Woods, with Fruits, with Flow'rs, and verdant Grafs, 
 Whofe bounteous Hands feeds the whole brute Creation, 
 Knows all ourWants, and has enough to give us. RozveTairPen . 
 
 P R U- 
 
144 Prudence. Pygmy. Pythagorean Phihfopby. 
 PRUDENCE. S^Wifdom. 
 Prudence, thou vainly in our Youth art fought, 
 And, with Age purchas'd, art too dearly bought : 
 We're part the Ufe of Wit, for which we toil : 
 Late Fruit, and planted in too cold a Soil. Dryd. Aura.. 
 
 PYGMY. 
 
 So when the Pygmy, marfhal'd on the Plains, 
 Wage puny War againft th' invading Cranes, 
 The Poppets to their Bodkin-Spears repair, 
 And fcatter'd Feathers flutter in the Air. 
 Eut foon as ere the imperial Bird of Jove, 
 Stoops on his founding Pinions from Above, 
 Amor g the Brakes the^Fairy Nation crouds, 
 And the Strymonan Squadron feeks the Clouds. _ Gar. 
 
 When Cranes invade, his little Sword and Shield 
 The Pygmy takes, and ftraight attends the Field; 
 And not one Soldier is a Foot in Height : 
 The Fight's foon o'er; the Cranes descend and bear 
 The fprawling Warriors thro' the liquid Air. Cre. Jtw. 
 
 PYTH AGORE AN Pbilofopby . See TV an/migration of Souls. 
 
 Know firft, that Heav'n and Earth's compacted Frame, 
 And flowing Waters, and the ftarry Flame, 
 And both the radiant Lights, one common Soul 
 Infpires ; and feeds, and animates the Whole. 
 This active Mind, infus'd thro' al! the Space, 
 Unites and mingles with the might/ A4afs : 
 Hence Men and Beafts the Breath of Life obtain ; 
 And Birds of Air, and Monfters of the Main. 
 Th' etherial Vigour is in all the fame, 
 And ev'ry Soul is fill'd with equal Flame ; 
 As much as earthly Limbs, and grofs Allay 
 Of mortal Members, fubjetf: to Decay, 
 Blunt not the Beams of Heiv'n, and Edge of Day. 
 From this coarfe Mixture of terreurial Parts, 
 Defire, and Fear, by Turns, polfefs their Hearts ; 
 And Grief and Joy : Nor can the grov'ling Mind, 
 Jn the dark Dungeon of the Limbs confm'd, 
 Affert the native Skies, or own its heav'nly Kind, 
 Nor Death it felf can wholly wafh their Stains : 
 But long contracted Filth, ev'n in the Soul, remains. 
 The Reliques of invet'rate Vice they wear; 
 And Spots of Sin obfeene in ev'ry Face appear. 
 
 For 
 
Pythagorean Pbilojbpby. 145 
 
 For this are various Penances enjoin'd; 
 
 And fome are hung to bleach upon the Wind; 
 
 Some plung'd in Waters, others purg'd in Fires, 
 
 'Till all the Dregs are drain'd, and all the Ruft expires : 
 
 All have their Manes, and thofe Manes bear, O 
 
 The few, fa cleans'd, to blefs'd Abodes repair, J> 
 
 And breathe in ample Fields the foft Elyfian Air. ^ 
 
 Then are they happy, when by length of Time, 
 
 The Scurf is worn away of each committed Crime. 
 
 No Speck is left of their habitual Stains ; 
 
 But the pure .Either of the Soul remains. 
 
 But when a thoufand rolling Years are paft, 
 
 (So long their Punifhments and Penance lad) 
 
 Whole Droves of Minds are, by the driving God, 
 
 Compeil'd to drink the deep Lethaan Flood : 
 
 In large forgetful Draughts to fteep the Cares 
 
 Of their pad Labours, and their irkfome Years ; 
 
 That unrememb'ring of its former Pain, 
 
 The Soul may fuffer mortal Flefh again. Dryd. Virg* 
 
 He firft the Tafle of Flelh from Tables drove, 
 And argu'd well, if Arguments could move. 
 O Mortals! from your Fellows Blood abftain, 
 Nor taint your Bodies with a Food profane : 
 While Corn and Pulfe by Nature are beftow'd, 
 And planted Orchards bend their willing Load; 
 While labour'd Gardens wholefome Herbs produce, 
 And teeming Vines afford their gen'rous Juice : 
 Nor tardier Fruits of cruder Kinds are loft, 
 But tam'd with Fire, or mellow'd by the Frofl: 
 While Kine to Pails diftended Udders bring, 
 And Bees their Honey, redolent of Spring : 
 While Earth not only can your Needs fupply, 
 But, lavifli of her Store, provides for Luxury : 
 A guiltlefs Feaft adminillers with Eafe, 
 And without Blood is prodigal to pleafe. 
 Wild Beafts their Maws with their ilain Brethren fill ; 
 And yet not all ; for fome refufe to kill : 
 Sheep, Goats, and Oxen, and the nobler Steed, 
 On Browz-e, and Corn, and flow'ry Meadows feed. 
 Bears, Tigers, Wolves, the Lion's angry Brood, 
 Whom Heav'n endu'd with Principles of Blood, 
 He wifely funder'd from the reft, to yell 
 Jn Forefts, and in lonely Caves to dwell, 
 Where ftronger Beafts oppofe the Weak by Might, 
 And all in Prey and purple Feails delight. 
 
 Vol. II. G O im- 
 
146 Pythagorean Pbitofofiby. 
 
 O impious Ufe! to Nature's Law oppos'd, 
 Where Bowels are in other Bowels clos'd : 
 Where fatten'd by their Fellows Fat they thrive, 
 Maintained by Murder, and by Death they live. 
 Tis then for nought that Mother Earth provides 
 The Stores of all fhe fhews, and all (he hides, 
 If Men with flefliy Morfels mull be fed, 
 And chaw with bloody Teeth the breathing Bread. 
 What elle is this, but to devour our Guefts, 
 And barb'roufly renew Cyclopean Feafts? 
 We, by deftroying Life, our Life fuitain, 
 And gorge th 1 ungodly Maw with Meets obfcene. 
 
 Not fo the golden Age, who fed on Fruit, 
 Nor durit with bloody Meals their Mouths pollute . 
 Then Birds in airy Space might fafely move, 
 And tim'rous Hares on Heaths fecurely rove: 
 Nor needed Fifh the guileful Hooks to fear ; 
 For all was peaceful ; and that Peace fincere. 
 Whoever was the Wretch (and curs'd be he) 
 That envy'd firft our Food's Simplicity ; 
 Th'EfTay of bloody Feafts on Brutes began, 
 And after forg'd the Sword to murder Man: 
 Had he the Sharpen'd Steel alone employ'd 
 :On Beafts of Prey, that other Beafls deftroy'd, 
 Or Man invaded with their Fangs and Paws, 
 This had been juftify'd by Nature's Laws, 
 And Self-Defence : but who did Feails begin 
 Of Flefh, he ftretch'd Neceffity to Sin: 
 To kill Man-killers Man has lawful Pow'r ; 
 Not the extended Licenfe to devour. 
 
 The Sow, with her broad Snout for rooting up 
 Th' intrufted Seed, was judg'd to fpoil the Crop, 
 And intercept the fweating Farmer's Hope. 
 The cov'tous Churl, of unforgiving Kind, 
 Th' Offender to the bloody Prieft refign'd: 
 Her Hunger was no Plea; for that fhe dy'd. 
 The Goat came next in order to betry'd'. 
 The Goat had crop'd the Tendrils of the Vine : 
 In Vengeance Laity and Clergy join, 
 Where one had loft his Profit, one his Wine, 
 Here was at lead fome Shadow of Offence : 
 The Sheep was facrific'd on no Pretence, 
 But me$k and unrefiiting Innocence. 
 
Pythagorean Pbilofophy. 147 
 
 A patient, ufeful Creature, born to bear 
 
 The warm and woolly Fleece, that cloathM her Murderer j 
 
 And daily to give down the Milk ihe bred, 
 
 A Tribute for the Grafs on which fhe fed. 
 
 Living, both Food and Raiment fhe fupplies, 
 
 And is of leaft Advantage when (he dies. 
 
 How did the toiling Ox his Death deferve, 
 
 A downright fimple Drudge, and born to ferve ? 
 
 O Tyrant ! with what Juitice canft thou hope 
 
 The promife of the Year, a plenteous Crop ; 
 
 When thou deftroy'd thy lab'ring Steer, who till'd 
 
 And plough'd with Pains thy elfe ungrateful Field ? 
 
 From his yet reeking Neck to draw the Yoke, 
 
 That Neck, with which the furly Clods he broke ; 
 
 And to the Hatchet yield thy Husbandman, 
 
 Who finiuVd Autumn, and the Spring began. 
 
 From whence, O mortal Men, this Guftof Blood 
 
 Have you deriv'd, and interdicted Food? 
 
 Be taught by me this dire Delight to fhun, 
 
 Warn'd by my Precepts, by my Practice won: 
 
 And when you eat the well-deferving Beaft, 
 
 Think on the Lab'rer of your Field you feaft. 
 
 Befides whatever lies 
 In Earth, or flits in Air, or fills the Skies, 
 All fufFer Change ; and we, that are of Soul 
 And Body mix'd, are Members cf the Whole: 
 Then, when our Sires or Grandfires (hall forfakc 
 The Forms of Men, and brutal Figures take* 
 Thus hous'd, fecurely let their Spirits : 
 Nor violate thy Father in the Beaft ; 
 Thy Friend, thy Brother, any of the Kin ; 
 If none of thofe, yet there's a Man within. 
 O fpare to make a Tbyeftcean Meal, 
 T'enclofe his Body, and his Soul expel. 
 And let not Piety be put to Flight, 
 To pleafe the Tafte of Glutton- Appetite ; 
 But furFer innate Souls fecure to dwell, 
 Leaft from their Seats your Parents you expel : 
 With rapid Hunger feed upon your Kind, 
 Or from a Beaft diilodge a Brother's Mind. 
 
 What more Advance can Mortals make in Sin, 
 So near Perfection, who with Blood begin ? 
 Deaf to the Calf, that lies benenh the Knife, 
 Looks up, and from her Butcher begs her Life ; 
 
 G 2 Dsa 
 
148 OHuieh Race. 
 
 .Deaf to the harmlcfs Kid, that, 'ere he diee, ^ 
 
 AH Methods to procure thy Mercy tries, > 
 
 And imitates, in vain, thy Children's Cries. 3 
 
 Where will he (top, who feeds with Houfhold Bread, 
 
 Then eats the Poultry, which before he fed ? 
 
 Let plough thy Steers, that, when they lofe their Breath, 
 
 To Nature, not to thee, they may impute their Death. 
 
 Let Goats-. for Food their loaded Udders lend, 
 
 And Sheep from Winter Cold thy Sides defend ; 
 
 But neither Sprindges, Nets, nor Snares employ, 
 
 And be no more ingenious to deftroy. 
 
 Free as in Air, let Birds on Earth remain, 
 
 Nor let infidious Glue their Wings conttrain : 
 
 Nor op'ning Hounds the trembling Stag affright, 
 
 Nor purple Feathers intercept his Flight : 
 
 Nor Hooks, conceal'd in Baits, for Fi(h prepare, 
 
 Nor Lines, to heave them twinkling up in Air. 
 
 Take not away the Life you cannot give ; 
 
 For all Things have an equal Right to live. 
 
 Kill noxious Creatures, where 'tis Sin to fave. ; 
 
 This only juft Prerogative we have : 
 
 But nourifh Life with vegetable Food, 
 
 And fhun the facrilegiajis.Tafte of. Blood. 'Dryd. Ovid. 
 
 *QJU I E T. 
 
 In Storms, when Clouds the Moon do hide, 
 And no kind Stars the Pilot guide, 
 Shew me at Sea the boldeft there, 
 That does not wifh for Quiet here, 
 For Quiet, Friend ! the Soldier fights, 
 Bears weary Marches, -fleeplefs Nights-; 
 For this feeds hard, and lodges cold, 
 Which can't, be bought with Hills of Gold. Otw. Ror. 
 
 R A C E. 
 
 To their appointed Ba/e the rival Runners went; 
 With beating Hearts the.expeeted Sign receive, 
 And, darting all at once, the Barrier leave, 
 spread out, as on the Wings of Winds they flew, 
 And feiz'd the diftant Goal with greedy View. 
 Shot from .the Crowd, fwift Nifus all o'erpafs'd, 
 Nor Storms, nor Thunder equal half his Hafte : 
 The next, but, tho' the next, yet far disjoined, 
 Came Saliui, and Euryalus behind; 
 
 Then 
 
Rage. 
 
 149 
 
 Then Helymus, whom young' D'iores p'ly'd, 
 
 Step after Step, and almoft Side by Side : 
 
 His Shoulders preffing, and in longer Space 
 
 Had won, or left, at lead, a dubious Race. 
 
 Now fpent, the Goal they almoft reach at laft, 
 
 When eager Nifus haplefs in his Hafte, 
 
 Slipp'd firft, and, flipping, fell upon the Plain, 
 
 Soak'd with the Blood of Oxen newly flain. 
 
 The care'.efs Victor had not markM his Way, 
 
 Butj treading where the treach'rous Puddle layv 
 
 His Heels flew up, and on the gratfy Floor 
 
 He fell, befmear'd with Filth and holy Gore. 
 
 Not mindlefs then, Euryalus, of thee, 
 
 Nor oi the facred Bonds of Amity, 
 
 He ftrove, th' immediate Rival's Hope to crofs, 
 
 And caught the Foot of Salius as he rofe; 
 
 So Salius lay extended on the Plain, 
 
 Euryalus fprings out the Prize to gain, 
 
 And leaves the Crowd : Applauding Peals attend (Virg. 
 
 The Victor to the Goal, who vanquifh'd by his Friend. Dry J. 
 
 RAGE. See Anger. 
 
 Rage is the fhorteft Paffion of our Souls : 
 Like narrow Brooks, that rife with fudden Show'rs, 
 It fwells in hafte, and fails again as foon. 
 Still as- it ebbs the fofter Thoughts flow in, 
 And the Deceiver Love fupplies its Place. Rozve Fair Pen. 
 
 His Breaft with Fury burn'd, his Eyes with Fire, 
 Mad with Defpair, impatient with Defire. DryJ. 
 
 In his black Thoughts Revenge and Slaughter roul ; 
 And Scenes of Blood rife dreadful in his Soul. Pope Hern. 
 
 Reillefs his Feet, diftracled was his Walk, 
 Mad were his Motions, and confus'd his Talk ; 
 Mad as the vanquifh'd Bull, when fore'd to yield 
 His lovely Miitrefs, and forfake the Field. ' Dryd. Ovid. 
 
 He found his Veins with indignation fwell, 
 And felt within the Fire and Rage of Hell. 
 Legions of fpleenful Spirits fiil'd his Breafr, 
 And dire revenge his troubled Soul poffefs'd. 
 As the vaft Rage of vanquifh'd Lucifer, 
 When dreadful Thunder charg'd his flying Rear, 
 When by th' Almighty's conqu'ring Squadrons driv'n 
 O'er the blue Plains, and from the Brow of Heav'n, 
 
 G 3 Rufh'd 
 
150 Rage. 
 
 Rufh'd into Hell, he faw his ruin'd Hoft 
 
 Plung'd in hot Vengeance, and for ever loft. Bine. 
 
 Tempefts and Whirlwinds thro' his Bofom move, ^ 
 
 Heave up, and madly mount the Soul above b» 
 
 The Reich of Pity, or the Bounds of Love. Dryd. C/eom. 3 
 
 At firft her Rage was dumb, and wanted Words ; 
 But when the Storm found Way, 'twas wild and loud: 
 Mad as the Prieftefs of the Delpbick God, 
 Enthufiaftick Paffion fwell'd her Bread, 
 Enlarg'd her Voice, and ruffled all her Form. RozvePair Pen. 
 
 Think you beheld him like a raging Lion, 
 Pacing the Earth, and tearing up his Steps ; 
 Fate in his Eyes, and roaring with the Pain 
 Or" burning Fury. Otzo.Orpb. 
 
 My Mind, and its Intents, are favage, wild, 
 More fierce, and more inexorable far, 
 Than empty Tigers, or the roaring Sea. Otw.Cai. Mar. 
 
 Oh give the Daggers, Fire, or Water! 
 How I could bleed ! how burn ! how drown the Waves 
 Hizzingand booming round my finking Head, 
 Til I defcended to the peaceful Bottom. 
 Oh there all's quiet ; here all Rage and Fury : 
 The Air's too thin, and pierces my weak Brain ; 
 1 long for thick fubltantial Sleep : Hell ! Hell ! 
 Burft from the Centre, rage and roar aloud, 
 If thou art half Co hot, fo mad as I am. Otw. Ven. Pre/. 
 
 Patience I Oh I've none ! 
 Go bid the moving Plains of Sand lie flill, 
 And ftir not when the ilormy South blows high ; 
 From Top to Bottom thou haft toiVd my Soul, 
 And now 'tis in the Madnefs of the Whirl, 
 Requir'il a hidden Stop. Dryd. Don. Seb. 
 
 Patience ! Preach it to the Winds, 
 To roaring Seas, or raging Fires : The Knaves, 
 That reach it, laugh at you when you believe 'em. Otw.Orpb. 
 
 Madnefs! Confufion ! let the Storm come on: 
 Let the tumultuous Roar drive all upon me ; 
 Dafh my devoted Bark, ye Surges break it; 
 'Tis for my Ruin that the Tempeft rifes. Row Fair Pen. 
 
 Away! begone! and give a Whirl-wind Room! 
 Or I will blow you up like Dull ! Avaunt ! 
 Madnefs but meanly reprefents my Toil ! 
 Eternal Dilcord, 
 Fury, Revenge, Difdain, and Indignation, 
 
 Tear 
 
Rainbow. Rape. 151 
 
 Tear my fwoH'n Brenft ; make way for Fire and Tempeft : 
 
 My Brain is barfl ; Debate and Reafon quench'd. 
 
 The Storm is up, and my hot bleeding Heart 
 
 Splits with the Rack ; while Paffions, like the Winds, 
 
 Rife up to Heav'n, and put out all the Stars. Lee Alex. 
 
 Rage has no Bound; in flighted Womankind. Dryd. Clecm. 
 
 Oppofe not Rage, white Rage is in its Force; 
 But give it Way a while, and let it wafte : 
 The rifmg Deluge is hot flopp'd with Darns ; 
 Thofe it o'erbears, 2nd drowns the Hope of Harveft, 
 But, wifely manag'd, its divided Strength 
 Is fiuic'd in Channels, and fecurely drain'd. 
 And, when its Force is fpent and unfupply'd, 
 The Refidue with Mounds may be reftrain'd, {CreJT 
 
 Auft dry-fhod we may pafs the naked Ford. Sbak.TroiL& 
 
 RAINBOW. 
 
 Jove's wond'rous Bow, of three celeftial Dyes, 
 Plac'd as a Sign to Man amidft the Skies, Pope Hon. 
 
 Thus oft the Lord of Natuie, in the Air 
 Hangs Evening Clouds, his fable Canvafs, where 
 His Pencil, dip'd in heav'nly Colours, made 
 Of intercepted Beams, mix'd with the Shade 
 Of temper'd ^Ether, and refracled Light, 
 Paints his fair Rainbow charming to the Sight. Blue. 
 
 RAPE. 
 
 Force is the laft Relief which Lovers find; 
 And 'tis the belt Excufe of Womankind : 
 It is Refinance that inflames Defire, 
 Sharpens the Darts of Love, and blows his Fire : 
 Love is difarm'd that meets with too much Eafe ; 
 He languishes, and does not care to pleafe : 
 And therefore 'tis your golden Fruit to guard 
 With fo much Care, to make Pofleflionhard. Dryd.Auren? s 
 
 Who'd be that fordid, foolifli Thing, call'd Man, 
 To cringe thus, fawn, and flatter for a Pleafure, 
 Which Beafts enjoy fo very much above him ? 
 The lufty Bull ranges thro' all the Field, 
 And from the Herd Angling his Female out, 
 Enjoys her and abandons her at Will. 
 It (hall be f ! Til yet poflefs my Love, 
 Wait on, and watch her loofe unguarded Hours ; 
 Then, when her roving Thoughts have been abrcad, 
 
 G 4. And 
 
152 Rape. 
 
 And brought in wanton Wifties to her Heart, 
 
 1 th' very Minute when her Virtue nods, 
 
 I'll pufli upon her in a Storm of Love, 
 
 Beat down her Guard of Honour all before me, 
 
 And forfeit upon Joys, till ev'n Defire grows fick. Otzv.Orfb. 
 Tis nobler like a Lion, to invade 
 
 Where Appetite direcls, and feize my Prey, 
 
 Than to wait tamely, like a begging Dog, 
 
 Till dull Confent throws out the Scraps of Love. 
 
 I'll plunge into a Sea of my Defires ; 
 
 I'll tear up Pleafure by the Roots, 
 
 And quench my Fever, tho' I drown my Fame. Rocb.VaL 
 To what a Height did Infant Rome, 
 Byravilhing of Women come? 
 When Men upon their Spoufes feiz'd, 
 And freely marry'd where they pleas'd. 
 They ne'er forfwore themfelves, nor ly'd, 
 Nor, in the Minds they were in, dy'd : 
 Nor took the Pains t'addrefs and fue ; 
 Nor plaid the Mafquerade to woo. 
 Difdain'd to flay for Friends Confents, 
 Nor juggled about Settlements : 
 Did need no Licenfe, nor no Prieil, 
 No Friends, nor Kindred, to affiftj 
 Nor Lawyers, to join Land and Money, 
 Jn th' holy State of Matrimony ; 
 Nor would endure to ilay until, 
 They'd got the very Bride's good Will: 
 But took a wife and fhorter Courfe 
 To win the Ladies, down-right Force: 
 And when they had 'em at their Pleafure, 
 They talk'd of Love and Flames at Leifure, 
 For which the Dames, in Contemplation 
 Of that belt Way of Application, 
 Prov'd nobler Wives than e'er were known 
 By Suit of Treaty to be won ; 
 And fuch as all Pofterity 
 Could never equal, or come nigh. 
 
 Hold, hold, quoth Hudibrajs j foft Fire, 
 They fay, does make fweet Malt, good Squire i 
 The Quirks and Cavils thou doll make 
 Are faife, and built upon Miitake. Hud. 
 
 Force never yet a generous Heart did gain : 
 
 We yield on Parly, but are florm'd in vain. 
 
 Con- 
 
Reafon. 153 
 
 Conftraint in all Things makes the P'eafure lefs; 
 
 Sweet is the Lore which comes withWillingnefs.Prv^.^//r^. 
 
 REASON. See* Man. 
 
 Dim as the borrow 1 d Beams of Moon and Stars. 
 To lonely, weary, wand Yin g Travellers, 
 Is Reafon to theSoul : And as on high, 
 Thoie rolling Fires difcover but the Sky, 
 Nor light us here ; To Reafon's glimrn'ring Ray "7 ' 
 
 Was lent, not to allure our doubtful Way, . > , 
 
 But guide us upward to a better Day. 3 
 
 And as thofe nightly Tapers difappear, 
 When Days bright Lord afcends our Hemifphere, 
 So pale grows Reafon at Religion's Sight ; 
 So dies, and fo diffolves in fupernat'ral Light. Dryd.Rel.LaicL 
 
 For Reafon is a Guide we muft refign, 
 When the Authority's Divine. CozvL 
 
 Reafon, the Pow'r to guefs.at Right; and Wrong'! 
 The twinkling Lamp . 
 
 Of wand'ring Life, that wakes and winks by Turns; (Bride. 
 Fooling theFolIower betwixt Shade and Shining. Cong. Mourn. 
 
 Reafon was giv'n to curb our headftrong Will, 
 And yet but (hews a weak Phyfician's Skill ; . 
 Gives nothing while the raging Fit does lad, - 
 But ftays to cure it wheu the wor-ft is pad : 
 Reafon's a Staff for Age, when Nature's gone; 
 But Youth is ftrong enough to walk alone. Dryd.Conq.o/Gra. 
 
 Our Paffions, gone, and Reafon in her Throne, ■ 
 Amaz'd we fee the Mifchiefs we have done : 
 After a Tempeft, when the Winds are laid, 
 The Galm Sea wonders at the Wrecks it made. Wall. 
 
 Oh, why did Heav'n leave Alan, fo weak Defence, 
 To truft frail Reafon with the Rule of Senfe ? 
 'Tis overpois'd, and kick'd up in the Air ; 
 While Senfe weighs down the Scale, and keeps it there : - 
 Or, like a captive King, 'tis borne away, 
 And fore'd to count'nance its own Rebels Sway. 
 
 O no! our Reafon was not vainly lent, 
 Nor is a Slave, but by its own Confent : . 
 If Reafon on his Subjects Triumph wait, 
 An eafy King defer ves no better Fate. Dryd. Conq. of Gran. 
 
 G 5 R E L I- 
 
154 Religion, 
 
 RELIGION. 
 
 The common Cry is ever Religion's Teft ; 
 The Turk's is at Conjlantinople beft ; 
 Jdols in India, Popery at Rome ; 
 And our own Worfhip only true at Home : 
 And true but for the Time; 'tis hard to know 
 How long we pleafe it (hall continue fo. 
 This Side To-day, and that To-morrow burns; 
 So all are God Almighties in their Turns. DryJ. 
 
 Turning of Religion's made 
 The Means to turn and wind a Trade : 
 And tho' fome change it for a worfe, 
 They put themfelves into a Courfe. 
 For all Religion's flock together, 
 Like tame and wild Fowl of a Feather. 
 Hence 'tis, Hypocrify as well 
 Will ferve t' improve a Church, as Zeal : 
 As Perfecution or Promotion 
 
 Do equally advance Devotion. Hud. 
 
 To prove Religion true, 
 If either Wit or Suff 'rings could faffice, 
 All Faiths afford the Conftant and the Wife. 
 And yet, ev'n they, by Education fway'd, 
 In Age defend what Infancy obey'd. Dryd. Ind. Emp. 
 
 All Faiths are to their own BeMevers juft ; 
 For none believe, becaufe they will, but mud. Dryd. Tyr. Love. 
 
 By Education moft have been mif-led; 
 So they believe, becaufe they were fo bred. 
 The Prieil: continues what the Nurfe began, 
 And thus the Child impofes on the Man. Dry. Hind and Pan ib. 
 
 Look round, how Providence beftows alike 
 San-mine and Rain, to blefs the fruitful Year, 
 On difF'rent Nations, all of different Faiths : 
 And (tho' by feveral Names and Titles worfhipp'd) 
 Heav'n takes the various Tribute of their Praife; 
 Since all agree to own, at lead to mean, 
 One bed, one greateft, only Lord of All. Row Tamer!. 
 
 All under various Names adore and love 
 One Povv'r immenfe, which ever rules Above. Dryd.lnd.Emp 
 
 .If* you've Religion, keep it to your felf; 
 Atheiits will elfe make ufe of Toleration, 
 And laueh you out on'c. Never fhew Religion, 
 
 ' Unleft 
 
Repent arize. *$$ 
 
 Unlefs'yo« mean to pafs for Knaves of Conference, 
 
 And cheat believing Fools that think you honeft. Otzo.Orp.b. 
 
 REPENTANCE, See Nunnery. 
 
 Thefe Books teach holy Sorrow, and Contrition, 
 And Penitence. Is it become an Art then ? 
 A Trick that lazy, dull, luxurious Gown-Men 
 Can teach us to do over ? Til no more on't. 
 I have more real Anguifh in my Heart, 
 Thin all their Pedant Difcipline ever knew. RozueTalrVer,. 
 
 Thoughts cannot form themfelves in Words fo horrid, 
 As can exprefs my Guilt. Dryd. All for hove. 
 
 ' Let that Night, 
 That guilty Night be blotted from the Year ; 
 Let not the Voice of Mirth or Mufick know it : 
 Let it be dark and defolate ; no Stars 
 To glitter o'er it : Let it wifh for Light, 
 Yet want it dill, and vainly wait the Dawn : 
 For 'twas the Night that gave me up to Shame. RozveFcirVr*, 
 
 This fatal Form, that drew on my Undoing, 
 Falling, and Tears, and Hardfhip, fhall deftroy ; 
 Nor Light, nor Food, nor Comfort will I know, 
 Nor ought that may continue hated Life. 
 Then, when you fee me meagre, wan, and chang'd, 
 Stretch'd at my Length, and dying in my Cave, 
 On that cold Earth I mean fhall be my Grave, 
 Perhaps you may re'ent, and figVmg fay, 
 At length her Tears have wauVd her Stains away ; 
 At length 'tis Time her Punifhment fliould ceafe : 
 Die then, poor fufF'ringWretch, and be at Peace. RczveFairPen* - 
 
 Let Wretches, loaded hard with Guilt, as I am, 
 Bow with the Weight, and groan beneath the Burden, 
 Creep, with the Remnant of the Strength they've left, (Pre/. 
 Before the Footftool of the Heav'n they've injur'd.O/zo. Vcn* 
 
 Oh my Offence is rank! it fmells to Heav'n; . 
 It has the primal eldeft Curfe upon it, 
 A Brother's Murder ! Pray I cannot ; : 
 Tho' Inclination be as fharp as Will, 
 My ftronger Guilt defeats my ftrong Intent : -. 
 And, like a Man, to double Bufmefs bound, 
 I ftand in Paufe where I fh*.ll firll begin, 
 And both negleft. What if this curfed Hand 
 Were thicker than it fclf with Brother's Blood, 
 Is theie not Rain enough in the fweet .Heav'ns 
 
 G 6 To 
 
156 Repentance. 
 
 To warn it white as Snow ? Whereto ferves Mercy, 
 
 But to confront the Vifage of Offence ? 
 
 And what's in Pray'r but this twofold Force, 
 
 To be foreftalled ere we come to fall, 
 
 Or pardon'd being down ? Then I'Jl look up ; 
 
 My Fault is pad : But oh ! what Form of Prayer 
 
 Can ferve my Turn ? Forgive me my foul Murder ! 
 
 That cannot be, fince I am flill poffefs'd 
 
 Of thofe Effects for which I did the Murder ! 
 
 My Crown, my own Ambition, and my Queen. 
 
 May one be pardon'd, and retain th' Offence ? Sbak. Ham/. 
 
 No ! while our former Flames remain within, 
 Repentance is but Want of Pow'r to fin. Dryd.Pal&Arc. 
 
 In the corrupted Currents of this World, 
 Offence's gilded Hand may (hove by Juftice ; 
 And oft 'tis feen, the Wicked Prize it felf 
 £uys out the Law : But 'tis not fo Above ; 
 There is no Shuffling, there the Action lies 
 In its true Nature ; and we our felves compell'd, 
 Ev'n to the Teeth and Forehead of our Faults, 
 To give in Evidence. What then ? What reds ? 
 Try what Repentance can \ What can it not ? 
 Yet what can it, when one cannot repent ? 
 O wretched State ! O Bofom black as Death ! 
 O limed Soul ! that ftruggling to be free, 
 Art more engag'd. Help, Angels ! make EfTay \ 
 Bow ilubborn Knees, and Heart with firings of Steel, 
 Be foft as Sinews of the new-born Babe : 
 All may be well. Sbak. HamL 
 
 For true Repentance never comes too late ; 
 As foon as born, fhe makes her felf a Shroud, 
 The weeping Mantle of a fleecy Cloud : 
 And, fvvift as Thought her 2iry Journey takes, 
 Her Hand HeavVs azure Gate with Trembling ftrikes : 
 The Stars do with Amazement on her look, 
 She tells her Story in fo fad a Tone, (Par. 
 
 That Angels ftart from Blifs, and give a Groan, Lee Majf. of 
 
 So cheers fome pious Saint a dying Sinner, 
 Who trembled at the Thoughts of Pains to come, 
 With HeavVs Forgivenefs, and the Hopes of Mercy. 
 
 At length, the Tumult of his Soul appeas'd, 
 And every Doubt and anxious Scruple eas'd, 
 
 Boldly 
 
Reputation. Refurreftion. 157 
 
 Boldly he proves the dark uncertain Road; ~? 
 
 The Peace his holy Comforter beitow'd, •=* 
 
 Guides and protects him like a certain God. RoweTamerl. 3 
 
 REPUTATION. 
 
 Good Name in Man or Woman, 
 Is the immediate Jewel of our Souls. 
 
 Who fteals my Purfe, fteals Tram; 'tis fomething, nothing; 
 'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been Slave to Thoufands. 
 Bat he that filches from me my good Name. 
 Robs me of that which not enriches him, 
 And makes me poor indeed. Sbak. Olhel. 
 
 RESURRECTION. 
 
 Th' Arch- Angel's Trumpet makes the trembling Ground ; 
 The ftartled Dead awaken at the Sound : 
 The Grave refigns her ancient Spoils, and all 
 Death's adamantine Prifons burft and fall : 
 The Souls that did their forc'd Departure mourn, 
 To the fame Bodies with fwift Flight return. 
 The crouding Atoms re-unite apace, 
 All without Tumult know and take their Place. 
 Th 1 affembled Bones leap quick into their Frame, 
 And the warm Blood renews a brighter Flame. 
 The quicken'd Duft feels frefe and youthful Heats, 
 While its old Task the beating Heart repeats. 
 The Eyes, enliven'd with new vital Light, 
 Open, admiring whence they had their Sight. 
 The Veins too twine their bloody Arms around 
 The Limbs, and with red leaping Life abound. 
 Hard twitted Nerves new-brace, and fofter bind 
 The clofe-knit Joints, no more to be disjoin'd. 
 Strong new-fpnn Threads immortal Mufcles make, 
 That, juftly nVd, their ancient Figure take, 
 Brisk Spirits take their upper Seats, and dart 
 Thro* their own Chanels, thence to ev^ry Part. 
 The Men now draw their long- forgotten Breath, 
 And driving, break the unweildy Chains of Death. 
 Victorious Life to ev'ry Grave reforts, 
 And rifles Death's inhoipitable Courts : 
 Its Vigour, thro' thofe dark Dominions fpread, 
 From ail their gloomy Manfions frees the Dead. 
 Now ripe Conceptions thro' the Earth abound, 
 And ncvv-fprung Men Hand thick on all the Ground. 
 
 The 
 

 158 Retreat. 
 
 The Sepulchres are quick, and ev'ry Tomb 
 
 Labours with Life, and grows a fruitful Womb. Blac* 
 
 Whom Thunder's difmal Noife, 
 And all that Prophets and Apoftles louder fpake, 
 And all the Creatures plain confpiring Voices 
 Could not, whiJffc they liv'd, awake ; 
 This mightier Sound ftiall make, 
 
 When dead, arife : 
 And open Tombs, and open Eyes, 
 To the long Sluggards of five thoufand Years ; 
 This mightier Sound (hail make its Hearers Ears. 
 Then mail the fcatter'd Atoms crouding come 
 Back to their ancient Home ; 
 Some from Birds, from Fifhes fome, 
 Some from Earth, and fome from Seas, 
 Some from Beafts, and fome from Trees ; 
 Some defcend from Clouds on high, 
 Some from Metals upward fly : 
 And where th' attending Soul naked and fhiv'ring (lands',. 
 
 Meet, falute, and join their Hands; 
 As difpers'd Soldiers, at the Trumpet's Call,. 
 
 Hafte to their Colours all ; 
 Unhappy moft, like torturM Men, 
 Their Joints new-fet, to be new- rack'd again. 
 To Mountains they for Shelter pray, 
 TheMountainsfhake,and run about, nolefs confus'd than they. 
 
 (CowL 
 RETREAT. 
 As compafs'd with a Wood of Spears around, 
 The lordly Lion ftill maintains his Ground; 
 Grins horrible, retires, and turns again, 
 Threats his diltended Paws, and -/hakes his Mane % 
 He lofes, while in vain he prefTes on, 
 Nor will his Courrge let him dare to run : 
 So Turnus fares, and unrefolv'd of Flight : 
 Moves tardy back, and juii recedes from Fight i 
 
 Difdains to yield, 
 And with flow Paces meafures back the Field, 
 And inches to the Walls. Dryd. Virg. 
 
 O'er his broad Back his moony Shield he threw, 
 And glaring round by tardy Steps withdrew : 
 Thus the grim Lion his Retreat maintains, 
 Belet with watchful Dogs and fliouting Swabs; 
 
 Repulsed 
 
Revenge. 159 
 
 Repuls'dby Numbers from the nightly Stalls, 
 
 Tho' Rage impels him, and tho' Hunger calls, 
 
 Long ftands the fhow'ring Darts, and miffile Fires; 
 
 Then fowrly flow th' iftdrgnant Beaft retires : 
 
 So turn'd ftern Ajax, by whole Hofts repell'd, 
 
 While his fwoln Heart at ev'ry Step rebell'd. 
 
 As the flow Beaft, with heavy Strength indu'd, 
 
 In fome- wide Field by Troops of Boys purfu'd, 
 
 Tho' round his Sides a wooden Tempeft rain, 
 
 Crops the tall Harveft, and lays wafle the Plain ; 
 
 Thick on his Hide the hollow Blows refound, 
 
 The patient Animal maintains his Ground; 
 
 Scarce from the Field with all their Efforts chas'd, 
 
 And ftirs but flowly when he ftirs at laft. 
 
 On Ajax thus a Weight of Trojans hung ; 
 
 The Strokes redoubled on his Buckler rung; 
 
 Confiding now in bulky Strength he Stands, 
 
 Now turns, and backward bears the yielding Bands ; 
 
 Now ftiff recedes, yet hardly feems to fly, 
 
 And threats his Followers with retorted Eye. Top Hovr, 
 
 REVENGE. 
 
 Exalted Socrates. f divinely brave ? 
 Injured he fell, and dying he forgave: 
 He drank the pois'nous Draught 
 With Mind ferene, and could not wifh to fee 
 His vile Accufer drink as deep as he. 
 Too noble for Revenge! which ftill we find 
 The weakeft Frailty of a feeble Mind. 
 Degenerous PafTion, and for Man too bafe, 
 It feats its Empire in the Female Race; 
 There rages, and to make its Biow-fecure, 
 Puts Flatt'ry on until its Aim be fare. Creech. JW. 
 
 What tho' his mighty Soul his Grief contains ? 
 He mediates Revenge, who leaft complains ; 
 And like a Lion, flumb'ring in his Way, 
 Or Sleep difTembling while he waits his Prey, 
 His fearlefs Foes within his Diftance draws, 
 Conftrains his Roaring, and contracts his Paws ; 
 Till at the lalt, his Time for Fury found, 
 He fhouts with fudden Vengeance from the Ground ; 
 The proftrate Vulgar paffes o'er and fpares, 
 But with lordly Rage his Hunter's tears. Dryd.A&f.ilt Achit. 
 
 Revenge 
 
1 60 Rhetorician. 
 
 Revenge is but a Frailty incident 
 To craz'd and fickly Minds ; the poor Content .. 
 Of little. Souls, unable to furmount 
 An Injury, too weak to bear Affront.- Oldb* 
 
 Now might I doit, now he is praying: 
 And now I'll do it, and fo he goes to Heav'n ! 
 And fo am I reveng'd ? That would be Scann'd. 
 A Villain kills my Father, and for that 
 I his foul Son do this fame Villain fend 
 To Heav'n ! O this is Hire and Salary, not Revenge. 
 He took my Father grofsly, full of Bread, 
 With all his Crimes broad blown, and frefh as May ; 
 And how his Audit ftands, who knows, fave Heav'n? 
 But in our Circumftanceand Courfe of Thought* 
 *Tis heavy with him. Am I then reveng'd, 
 To take him in the Purging of his Soul, 
 When he is fit and feafon'd for his PafTage ? 
 No ! up Sword, and know thou a more horrid Bent : 
 When he is drunk, afleep, or in his Rage, . 
 Or in-th? inceftuous Pleafure of his Bed, 
 -At Gaming, fwearing, or about fome Act 
 That has no Relifh of Salvation in it ; 
 Then trip him that his Heels may kick at Heav'n,, 
 And that his Soul may be as damn'd and black 
 As Hell, whereto it goes. Then I with Wings as (wift 
 As Meditation, or the Thoughts of Love, 
 Will fweep to my Revenge. $bak. Hamlet. 
 
 A bafe Revenge is Vengeance on my felf. Dryd. Don. Ssh 
 Revenge, at firll tho' fvveet 
 Bitter ere-long, back on it felf recoils. Milt. 
 
 When HeavVs Revenge is flow, 
 Jove but prepares to ftrike the fiercer Blow. 
 
 The Gods take Aim before they ftrike their Blow ; 
 Tho' fure their Vengeance, yet the Stroke is flow, Cree Juv. 
 
 RHETORICIAN. 
 
 For Rhetorick, he cou'd not ope 
 His Mouth, but out there flew a Trope: 
 And when he happen'd to break off 
 1W middle of his Speech, or cough, 
 He'ad hard Words ready to fhew why, 
 And tell what Rules he did it by. 
 Elfe when with greatefi Art he if oke, 
 You'd think he talk'd like other Folk, 
 
 For 
 
Rhime. Riches: 161 
 
 For all the Rhetorician's Rules 
 
 Teach nothing but to name his Tool*. Hud. 
 
 R H Y M E. 
 
 Rhyme the Rudder is of Verfes, 
 With which,likeShips,they fleer theirCourfes. Hud. 
 
 And thofe, who write in Rhime, Hill make 
 The one Verfe for the other's Sake ; 
 For one for Senfe, and one for Rhyme, 
 I think's fumcient for one Time. Hud. 
 
 RICHE-S. 
 Greatnefs of Mind and Fortune too, 
 
 Both their feveral Parts mult do 
 
 In the noble Chace of Fame; 
 This without that is blind, that without this isrlame; 
 Nor is fair Virtue's Picture k&n aright, 
 
 But in Fortune's golden Light. 
 Riches alone are of uncertain Date ; 
 
 And on Ihort Man long cannot wait. 
 
 The Virtuous make of them the beft. 
 And put them out to Fame for Intereft ; 
 
 With a frail Good they wifely bujr 
 The folid Purchace of Eternity. Cowl. Find* 
 
 'Tis Madnefs fure Treafures to hoard, 
 And make them ufelefs as in Mines remain, 
 To lofe th' Occafion Fortune does afford, 
 
 Fame and publick Love to gain. Cotvl, Pind. 
 
 Of all the Vows the firft and chief Requeft 
 Of each, is to be richer than the reft: 
 And yet no Doubts the poor Man's Draught controul, 
 He dreads no Poifcm in his homely Bowl: 
 Then fear the deadly Drug, when Gems divine 
 Enchafe the Cup, and fparkle in the Wine. 
 The fearful PalTenger who travels late, 
 Charg'd with the Carriage of a paultry Phte, 
 Shakes at the Moon-fhine Shadow of a Ruih, 
 And fees a Red coat rife from ev'ry Bufh. 
 The Beggar fings, ev'n when he fees the Place 
 Befet with Thieves, and never mends his Pace. Drjd.Juv. 
 
 Fond Men, by Paffions wilfully betray'd, 
 Adore thofe Idols which their Fancy made ; 
 Purchafmg Riches with our Time and Care, 
 We lofe our Freedom in a gilded Snare j 
 
 And 
 
i&z A Riding. 
 
 And having all, a 1 l to our felves refufe, 
 
 Opprefs'd with Bleflings which we fear to lofe. 
 
 In vain our Fields and Flocks increafe our Store, 
 
 If our Abundance makes us wilh for more. Rofcom* 
 
 A RIDING. 
 
 Firft, he that led the Cavalcade, 
 Wore a Sow-Gelder's Flagellet, 
 On which he blew as ftrong a Lever, 
 As well fee'd Lawyer on his Breviate, 
 When over one another's Heads 
 They charge, three Ranks at once, like Swede f> 
 Next, Pans and Kettles of all Keys, 
 From Trebles down to double Bafe : 
 And after them, upon a Nag 
 That might pafs for a fore- hand Stag, 
 A Cornet rode, and on a Staff 
 A Smock difplay'd did proudly wave. 
 Then Bag-pipes of the loudeft Drones, 
 With muffling broken-winded Tones, 
 Whofe Blafts of Air in Pockets fhut, 
 Look filthier than that from the Gut; 
 And make a viler Noife than Swine, 
 In windy Weather when they whine. 
 Next, one upon a Pair of Panniers 
 Full fraught with that which for good Manners 
 Shall here be namelefs, mix'd with Grains, 
 Which he difpens'd among the Swains : 
 Then mounted on a horned Horfe, 
 One bore a Gauntlet and gilt Spurs, 
 Ty'd to the Pomel of a long Sword, 
 He held revers'd, the Point turn'd downward. 
 Next after, on a raw-bon'd Steed 
 The Conq'ror's Standard-bearer rid, 
 And bore aloft before the Champion 
 A Petticoat difplay'd and rampant. 
 Next whom, the Amazon triumphant 
 Eeftrid her Beaft, and on the rump on't 
 Sate Face to Tail, and Bum to Bum, 
 The Warrior whilom overcome; 
 Arm'd with a Spindle and a Diihff, 
 Which as he rode fhe made him twill off; 
 And when he loiter'd, o'er her Shoulder 
 Chailis'd the Reformado Soldier. 
 
 Before 
 
■Rival. 1 63 
 
 Before the Dame, ard round about, 
 
 March' d VVhifflers and StaiHers on Foot, 
 
 With Lacqueys, Grooms, Valets and Pages, 
 
 In fit and proper Equipages ; 
 
 Of whom fome Torches bore, fome Links, 
 
 Before the proud Virago Minx, 
 
 That was both Madam and a Don, 
 
 Like Nero's Sporus, or Pope joan: 
 
 And at fit Periods the whole Rout 
 
 Set up their Throats with clam'rous Shout, Hud. 
 
 But HudibrnSy who us'd to ponder 
 On fuch Sights with judicious Wonder, 
 Could hold no longer to impart 
 His Animadverfions, for his Heart : 
 Quoth he, in all my Life till now 
 I ne'er faw fo profane a Show : 
 It is a Paganifh Invention, 
 Which Heathen Writers often mention; 
 And he who made it had read Goodwin, 
 I warrant him, and underilood him : 
 With all the Grecian Speeds and Siozvs, 
 That bell defcribe thofe ancient Shows. Hud. 
 
 RIVAL. 
 
 O Love • thou fternly doit thy Povv'r maintain, *} 
 
 And wilt not bear a Rival in thy Reign ; V> 
 
 Tyrants and thou all Fellowfhipdifdain. Dryd.Pal.&Afc.j} 
 
 Love and a Crown no Rivalmip can bear ; 
 All precious Things are ftill pofTefs'd with Fear. Dryd.Aurert. 
 
 Lovers, like Mi.'ers, cannot bear the Stealth , 
 Of the leaft Trifle from their endlefs Wealth. Sed.Ant.tf Cle. 
 
 Great was their Strife, which hourly was renew'd, 
 Till each with mortal Hate his Rival view'd; 
 Now Friends no more, nor walking Hand in Hand, 
 But when they met they made a furly Stand ; 
 And glar'd like angry Lions as they pafs'd, (Arc. 
 
 And wifh'd that ev'ry Look might be their laft. Dryd.Pa/.& 
 
 Roxana then enjoys my perjur'd Love! 
 Roxana clafps my Monarch in her Arms! 
 Doats on my Conq'ror, my dear Lord, my King! 
 Devours his Lips, eats him with hungry KifTes ! 
 She grafps him all! She, the curs'd happy She ! 
 By Heav'n, I cannot bear it; 'tis too much ! 
 
 m 
 
1 64 River. 
 
 T\\ die, or rid me of this burning Torture. 
 
 I will have Remedy, I will, I will, 
 
 Or grow diilracled : Madnefs may throw off 
 
 This mighty Load, and drown the flaming Paffion; Lee Alex. 
 
 O ! I fliall find Roxana in his Arms, 
 And talle her KifTes left upon his Lips : 
 Her curs'd Embraces have defil'd his Body, 
 Nor mail I meet the wonted Sweetnefs there, 
 But artificial Smel's and aking Odours. Lee Alex. 
 
 My Life ! my Soul I my All ! OZldvia has him ! 
 O fatal Name to Cleopatra's Love ! 
 My KifTes, my Embraces now are hers. Dryd. All/or Love. 
 
 Methinks I fee her yonder ! Oh the Torment ! 
 Eufy for B'Ks, and full of Expectation, 
 Sh' adorns her Head, and gives her Eyes new-Luftrej 
 Languifhes in her Glafs, tries all her Looks; 
 Steps to the Door, and liftens for his Coming ; 
 Runs to the Bed, and kneels, and weeps, and wifhes 5 
 Then lays the Pi'low eafy for his Head, 
 Warms it with Sighs, and moulds it with her KifTes. 
 O I am loll ! torn with Imagination ! 
 Kill me, Caffander* kill me infhntly, . 
 That I may haunt her with a thoufand Devils Lee Ale*. 
 
 RI V E R> Sec Creation, Garden of Eden* 
 Thames, the moll lov'd of all the Ocean's Sons 
 By his old Sire, to his Embraces runs j 
 Hailing to pay his Tribute to the Sea, 
 Like mortal Life to meet Eternity. 
 Tho' with thofe Streams he no Refemblance ho T d, 
 Whofe Foam is Amber, and their Gravel Gold ; 
 His genuine and lefs guilty Wealth t'explore : 
 Search not the Bottom, but furvey his Shore : 
 O'er which he kindly fpreads his fpacious Wing, 
 And hatches Plenty for th' enfuing Spring; 
 Nor then deftroys it with too fond a Stay, 
 Like Mothers who their Children overlay : 
 Nor with a fudden and impetuous Wave, 
 Like profufe Kings, refurnesthe Wealth he gave : 
 No unexpected Inundation fpoil 
 
 The Mower s Hope, nor mock the Ploughman's ToiU 
 But, God-like,, his unweary'd Bounty flows, 
 Firll loves to do, then loves the Good he does. 
 
 Net 
 
 \ 
 
River. I 65 
 
 Nor are his Bleflings to his Banks con fin' J, 
 
 But free and common, as the Sea or Wind; 
 
 When he, to boaft or to difpenfe his Stores, 
 
 Full of the Tribute of his grateful Shores, 
 
 Vifits the World, and, in his flying TowVs, 
 
 Brings Home to us, and makes both Indies ours. 
 
 O could I flow like thee, and make thy Stream 
 
 My great Example, as it is my Theme ! 
 
 Tho' deep, yet clear ; tho' gentle, yet not dull ; 
 
 Strong, without Rage, without o'erflowing, full; 
 
 Heav'n her Eridanus no more (hall boaft, 
 
 Whofe Fame's in thine, like lefler Currents, loft : 
 
 Thy nobler Streams mail vifit Jove's Abodes, 
 
 To (hine among the Stars, and bathe the Gods. Denh. 
 
 The fair Medvagn, that with wanton Pride 
 Forms Silver Mazes with her crooked Tide. B/ae. 
 
 Its wanton Tide in wreathing Volumes flows. 
 Still forming reedy Jflands as it goes. B/ae. 
 
 The fair Neella rolls her noble Tide, 
 And o'er the Meads unfolds her Silver Pride. Blae. 
 
 A River here he view'd, fo lovely bright, ~\ 
 
 It fhew'd the Bottom in a fairer Light, J» 
 
 Nor kept a Sand concealed from human Sight. J) 
 
 The Stream produc'd nor flimy Ooze, nor Weeds, 
 Nor miry Rufhes, nor the Spiky Reeds ; 
 But dealt enriching Moifture all around, *^ 
 
 The fruitful Banks with chearful Verdure crown'd, N. 
 
 And kept the Spring eternal on the Ground. Add. Ovid. V 
 Fair Ligar, the Armoric Region's Pride, ~) 
 
 ■:Does thro' the Vale in fmooth Meanders glide, > 
 
 And rolls her Silver Volumes by its Side. Blae. J) 
 
 Then rolling down the Steep, c Iimavus raves, 
 -And thro' nine Chanels difembogues his Waves. DrydVirg* 
 
 And Lyus y fwallow'd up, is feen no more, 
 ;But far from thence knocks out another Door. 
 •Thus Erafinus dives, and, blind in Earth, 
 Runs on, and gropes his Way to fecond Birth ; 
 Starts up in Argos* Meads and makes his Locks 
 Around the Fields, and fattens all the Flocks. Dryd.Ovid. 
 
 Large A;?;enane, impure with yellow Sands, 
 Runs rapid often, and as often itands; 
 And here he threats the drunken Fields to drown, (Ovid. 
 And there his Dugs deny to give their Liquor down. Dryd. 
 
 There 
 
1 66 River. Rock. 
 
 There Po flrfl: iffues from his dark Abodes, 
 And awful, in his Cradle, rules the Floods. 
 Two gulden Horns on his large Front he wears, 
 And his grim Face a Bull's Reiemblance bears, 
 With rapid Courfe he feeks the facred Main, 
 And fattens as he runs the fruitful Plain. Dr^J. Virg* 
 
 Oft in her Glafs the mufing Shepherd fpies 
 The headlong Mountains and the downward Skies, 
 The watry Landskip of the pendant Woods, 
 And abfent Trees that tremble in the Floods; 
 Jn the clear azure Gleam the Flocks are feen, 
 And floating Foreils paint the Waves with Green: 
 Thro 1 the fair Scene roul flow the ling'ring Streams, 
 Then foaming pour along, and rum into the Flames. Pope. 
 
 There Tyber rouls majeftick to the Main, 
 And fattens, as he runs, the fair Cumpain. Gar. Ovid. 
 
 Betwixt the Trees the Tyber took its Courfe ; 
 With Whirlpools dimp-ed, and with downward Force, 
 That drove the Sand along, he took his Way, 
 And roll'd his yellow Billows to the Sea. 
 About him, and above, and round the Wood, 
 The Birds that haunt the Borders of his Flood, 
 That bath'd within, bask'd upon his Side, 
 To tuneful Songs their narrow Throats apply'd. Dryd.Virg. 
 
 Thus in Meanders to the neighb'ring Main, 
 The liquid Serpent drew its filver Train. Black, 
 
 When a calm River, raisM with fudcen Rains, 
 Or Snows dilTolv'd, o'er-flows the adjoining Plains, 
 The Husbandmen with high-rais'd Banks iecure 
 Their greedy Hopes ; and this he can endure : 
 But if with Bays and Dams they drive to force 
 His Chanel to a new or narrow Courfe, 
 No longer then within his Banks he dwells, 
 Firfl to a Torrent, then a Deluge, fwells : 
 Stronger and fiercer by Reflraint he roars, 
 And knows no Bound, but makes his Pow'r his Shores. Vinb. 
 
 Thus riling in his Might, the King of Floods 
 Rufh'd thro' the Foreils, tore the Ioity Woods ; 
 And rolling onward with a fweepy Sway, 
 Bore Houfes, Herds, and lab'rin^ Hinds away. Dryd.Virg* 
 ROCK. 
 
 A pointed flinty Rock, all bare and Wack,. 
 Grew gibbous from behind the Mountain's Back: 
 
 Owls 
 
Rofe. Rowing. 167 
 
 Owls, Ravens, all ill Omens of the Night, 
 
 Here built their Neils, and hither wing'd their Flight, 
 
 'i he leaning Head hung threatning o'er the Flood. Dryd. Fir. 
 
 Far in the Sea, againft the foaming Shore, 
 There Hands a Rock : The raging Billows roar 
 Above his Head in Storms; but when 'tis clear, 
 Uncurl their ridgy Backs, and at his Foot appear. 
 In Peace below the gentle Waters run, 
 The Cormorants above lie basking in the Sun. Dryd. Firg t 
 
 A Rock that braves 
 The raging Tempefts and the rifing Waves : 
 Propp'd on himfelf he {lands, his folid Sides 
 Wafli off the Sea- Weeds and the founding Tides. Dryd.Virg. 
 
 See, from afar, yon Rock that mates the Sky, 
 About vvhofe Feet fuch Heaps of Rubbilh lie, 
 Such indigelled Ruin : Bleak and bare, 
 How defart now it Hands, expos'd in Air. Dryd. Vlrg, 
 
 He, like a folid Rock, by Seas inclos'd, 
 To raging Winds and roaring Waves oppos'd, 
 From his proud Summit looking down, difdains 
 Their empty Menace, and unmov'd remains. Dryd Vlrg, 
 ROSE. See Biujb. 
 
 Go, lovely Rofe, 
 Tell her that waftes her Time and me, 
 
 That now fhe knows, 
 When I referable her to thee, 
 How fweet and fair fhe feems to be. 
 
 Tell her that's young, 
 And fhuns to have her Graces fpy'd, 
 
 That hadft thou iprung 
 Jn Defarts where no Men abide, 
 Thou muft have uncommended dy'd. 
 
 Then die, that lhe 
 The common Fate of ail Things rare 
 
 May read in thee, 
 How final! a Part of Time they mare, 
 That are fo wondrous fweet and fair. 
 ROWING. 
 Far in the Sea, againit the foaming Shore, 
 There Hands a Rock : 
 -On this the Hero hVd an Oak in Sight, 
 The Mark to guide the Mariners aright. 
 To bear with this the Seamen itretch their Oars, 
 Then round the Rock they fteer, and feels the former Shores. 
 
 Foar 
 
1 68 Rowing. 
 
 Four Gallies firft, which equal Rowers bear, 
 
 Advancing in the watry Lilts appear ; 
 
 Three 'Trojans tug at ey'ry lab'ring Oar ; "7 
 
 The Banks in three Degrees the Sailors bore ; J> 
 
 Beneath their fturdy Strokes the Billows roar. J 
 
 The common Crew with Wreaths of Poplar Boughs 
 
 Their Temples crown, and made their fvveaty Brows. 
 
 Befmear'd with Oil their naked Shoulders fhine ; 
 
 All take their Seats, and wait the founding Sign. 
 
 They gripe their Oars, and ev'ry panting Breaft 
 
 Is rais'd by Turns with Hope, by Turns with Fear deprefs'd 
 
 The Clangor of the Trumpet gives the Sign, 
 
 At once they ftart, advancing in a Line : 
 
 With Shouts the Sailors rend the Harry Skies ; *> 
 
 Lafh'd with their Oars, the fmoaky Billows rife, S 
 
 Sparkles the briny Main, and the vex'd Ocean fries. j 
 
 Exact in Time with equal Strokes they row; J 
 
 At once the brufhing Oars and brazen Prow > 
 
 Dam up the fandy Waves, and ope the Depths below, j 
 
 Gyas out-ltripp'd the reft, and fprung before; 
 
 Ckanthus, better Mann'd, purfu'd him faft, 
 
 But his o'er-maiter'd Galley check'd his Hafte, 
 
 The Centaur and the Dolphin bruftYd the Brine, 
 
 With equal Oars advancing in a Line. 
 
 And now the mighty Centaur feems to lead, 
 
 And now the fpeedy Dolphin gets a-head : 
 
 Now Board to Board the rival Veflels row ; 
 
 The Billows lave the Skies, the Ocean groans below. 
 
 They reach the Mark ; proud Gyas and his Train 
 
 In Triumph rode the Victors of the Main. 
 
 But fteerirg round, he charg'd his Pilot Hand 
 
 More clofe to Shore, and Skim along the Sand; 
 
 Let others bear to Sea. The Pilot heard, 
 
 But fecret Shelves too cautioufly he fear'd, 
 
 And, fearing, fought the Deep, and Hill aloof he ftcer*d 
 
 With louder Cries the Captain calls again, 
 
 Bear to the rocky Shore, and fhun the Main. 
 
 He fpoke ; and, fpeaking, at his Stern he faw 
 
 The bold Cleanthus near the Shelvings draw ; 
 
 Betwixt the Mark and him the Scylla flood, 
 
 And in a clofer Compafs plough'd the Flood. 
 
 He pafs'd the Mark, and wheeling got before ; 
 
 Gyas blafphem'd the Gods, devoutly fwore ; 
 
 The trembling Dotard over-board he threw. 
 
 Then 
 
 1 
 
Rowing. i 69 
 
 Then feiz'd the Helm himfelf, his Fellows cheer'd, 
 TurrTd (hort upon the Shelves, and madly ftcer'd. 
 The following Centaur and the Dolphin's Crew 
 Their vaniflTd Hopes of Vidory renew ; 
 While Gyas lags they kindle in the Rare 
 To reach the Mark, SergeJIbus takes the Place : 
 Mnejlbeus purfues, and while around they wind, 
 Comes up not half his Galley's Length behind. 
 His Crew exert their Vigour, tug the Oar, 
 Stretch to their Strokes. 
 Now one and all they tug amain, they row 
 At the full ftretch, and fhake the brazen ProW. 
 The Sea beneath 'em finks, their lab' ring Sides 
 Are fwell'd, and Sweat runs guttering down in Tides, 
 Chance aids their Daring with unhop'd Succefs i 
 SergeJIbus eager with his Beak to prefs 
 Betwixt the rival Galley and the Rock, 
 Shuts up th* unwieldly Centaur in the Lock. 
 The VefTel (truck, and with the dreadful Shock 
 Her Oars (lie ihiver'd, and her Head (he broke ; 
 The trembling Rowers from their Banks arife, 
 And anxious for themfclvcs, renounce the Prize. 
 With Iron Poles they heave her off the Shores, 
 And gather from the Sea their floating Oars. 
 The Crew of Mnejlbeus with elated Minds- 
 Urge their Succeis, and call the willing Winds : 
 They ply their Oars-, and cut their liquid Way 
 In larger Compafs on the roomy Sea : 
 SergeJIbus in the Centaur foon he pafs'd, 
 Weogd in the rocky Shoals, and (licking faft, 
 In vain the Victor he with Cries implores, 
 And praclifes to row with fhatter'd Oars. 
 Then Mnejlbeus bears with Gyas and out-flies ; 
 The Ship, without a Pilot, yields the Prize. 
 Unvanquifh'd Scylla now alone remains, 
 Her he purfues, and all his Vigour drains. 
 Refolv'd to hold their own, they mend their Pace, 
 All obftunate to die, or gain the Race. 
 RaisM with Succefs, the Dolphin fwiftly ran ; 
 (For they can conquer who believe they can :) 
 Both urge their Oars, and Fortune both fupplies, 
 And both perhaps had fhar'd an equal Prize ; 
 But old Portunus with his Breadth of Hand, 
 Pufh'd on, and fpcd the Scylia to the Land : 
 Voi.. II. H Swift 
 
170 Rumour. Runaway. 
 
 Swift as a Shaft, or winged Wind, fhe flie?, 
 
 And darting to the Port, obtains the Prize. Dry J. Virg. 
 
 So the Boat's brawny Crew the Current Item, 
 And, flow advancing, ftruggle with the Stream ; 
 But if they flack their Hands, or ceafe to, ftrive, (V* r g' 
 Then down the Flood with headlong Hafte they drive. Dryd. 
 RUMOUR. 
 Rumour is a Pipe 
 Blown by Surmifes, jeaioufies, Conjectures ; 
 And of fo eafy and fo plain a Stop, 
 That the blind Moniter with uncounted Heads, 
 The ltill difcordant wav'ring Multitude, 
 Can play upon't. Sbak. Hen. 4./. 3. 
 
 RUNAWAY, 
 Difguis'd in all the Masks of Night, 
 
 We left our Champion on his Flight ; 
 
 Jn equal Fear of Night and Day : 
 
 He never was in greater Need, 
 
 Nor lefs Capacity of Speed : 
 
 Difabled both in Man and Beaft, 
 
 To fly, and run away his beft ; 
 
 To keep th' Enemy and Fear 
 
 From equal falling on his Rear. 
 
 And tho' with Kicks and Bangs he ply'd 
 
 The farther and the nearer Side ; 
 
 As Seamen ride with all their Force, 
 
 And tug, as if they row'd the Horfe ; 
 
 And when the Hackney fails molt fwift, 
 
 Believe they lag, or run adrift : 
 
 So, tho' he polled e'er fo faft, 
 
 His P'ear was greater than his Hade. 
 
 For Fear, tho' fleeter than the Wind, 
 
 Believes 'tis always left behind. Hud. 
 
 For. timely Running's no fmall Part 
 
 Of Conduct in the martial Art. 
 
 By that fome glorious Feats atchieve, 
 
 As Citizens by Breaking thrive. 
 
 It faves the Expence of Time and Pain?, 
 
 And dang'rous beating out of Brains : 
 
 For they that fly may fight again, 
 
 Which he can never do that's llain. 
 
 And they who run from th' Enemy, 
 
 Engage them equally to fly ; 
 
 And when the Flight's become a Chace, 
 
 They win theJDay that win the Race. Hud. S A- 
 
Sacrifices. iji 
 
 SACRIFICES. See Necromancer. 
 We, Heav'n it felf to bribe, 
 Do recompenfe with Death their Creatures Toil, 
 Then call the BlefsM Above to (hare the Spoil . 
 The faireft Victim muft the Pow'rs appeafe ; 
 So fatal 'tis fometimes too much to pleafe ! 
 A purple Fillet his broad Brows adorns, 
 With flow'ry Garlands crown'd, and gilded Horns : 
 He hears the murd'rous Pray'r the Prieft prefers, 
 But underftands not 'tis his Doom he hears ; 
 Beholds the Meal betwixt his Temples caft, 
 (The Fruit and Product of his Labours paft) 
 And in the W r ater views perhaps the Knife 
 Up-lifted, to deprive him of his Life ; 
 Then broken up alive, his Entrails {ees t 
 Torn out for Priefts t'infpeft the Gods Decrees. Dryd.Oznd.. 
 
 So when fome brawny Saerificer knocks, 
 Before an Altar led, an offer'd Ox, 
 
 His Eye-balls rooted out, are thrown to Ground, f 
 
 His Nofe difmantled in his Mouth is found, [Ovid. > 
 
 His Jaws, Cheeks, Front, one undiftinguihYd Wound. Dryd. 3 
 
 The next, with fober Grace, 
 Their Gifts around their well-built Altar place: 
 Then wam'd, and took the Cakes ; while Cbryfes flood 
 With Hands up lifted, and invok'd his God. 
 And when the folemn Rites of Pray'r were pall, 
 Their faked Cakes on crackling Flames they call: 
 Then turning back, the Sacrifice they fped, 
 The fatted Oxen flew, and flea'd the Dead; 
 Chop'd off their nervous Thighs, and next prepared 
 T* involve the Lean in Cauls, and mend with Lard. 
 Sweet-breads and Collops were with Skewers prick' d. 
 About the Sides, imbibing what they deck'd. 
 The Prieft with holy Hands was feen to tine 
 The cloven Wood, and pour the ruddy Wine, " 
 The firit. Libations to the Gods they pour, 
 And then with Songs indulge the genial Hour. 
 Holy Debauch ! till Day to Night they bring, 
 With Songs and Paans to the bowyer King. Dryd. Horn. 
 
 With perfect Hecatombs the God they grac'd, 
 Whofe offer' d Entrails in the Main were call. 
 Black Bulls and bearded Goats on Altars lie, 
 .And Clouds of fav'ry Sterch involve the Sky. DnJ.Hovt. 
 H 2 J ' The 
 
i/2 Sailing. 
 
 The fable Fumes in curling Spire* arife, 
 And waft their grateful Odours to the Skies. Pope.Hor.. 
 
 A chofen Ewe" of two Years old they pay 
 To Ceres > Bitchttf, and the God of Day : 
 The beauteous Queen before her Altar ftands, 
 And holds the golden Goblet in her Hands: 
 A Milk-white Heifer fhe with Flow'rs adorns, 
 And pours the ruidy Wine betwixt her Horns; 
 And, whi^e the Prieils with Pray'r the Gods invoke, 
 She feeds their Altars with Sab^ean Smoke; 
 With hourly Care the Sacrifice renews, 
 And anxioufly the panting Entrails views. Dryd. Virg. 
 
 He pour'd to Bacchui % on the hollow'd Ground, 
 Two Bowls of fparkling Wine; of Milk two more, 
 And two from offer'd Bulls of purple Gore : 
 With Rofes then the Sepulchre he ftrew'd. 
 Five Sheep, according to the Rites, he flew; 
 As many Swine, and Steers of fable Hiew; 
 New gen'rous Wine he from the Goblets pour'd, 
 And call'd his Father's Ghoft, from Hell reftor'd. 
 The glad Attendants in long Order come, 
 QfTring their Gifts at great Ancbifes" Tomb: 
 Some add more Oaen, fome divide the Spoil, "J> 
 
 Someplace the Chargers on the graffy Soil; > 
 
 Some blow the Fires, and offer'd Entrails broil. Dryd. Virg. ^ 
 
 Halle the Sacrifice ; 
 Sev'n Bullocks, yet unyok'd, for Ph&bus chufe, 
 And for Dianaitvn unfpotted Ewes. Dryd. Virg. 
 
 Thick Clouds of rolling Smoke involve the Skies, 
 And Fat of Entrails on the Altar fries. Dryd. Virg. 
 
 The Victim Beads are flain before the Fire; 
 The trembling Entrails, from their Bodies torn, 
 Are to the fatten'd Flames in Chargers borne. Dryd. Virg, 
 
 SAILING. Sec Taradife. 
 Our Anchors weigh'd, and Top- fails Ioos'd; a Gale 
 Sprang up, and fwell'd the Womb of cv'ry Sail; 
 Old Ocean, pleas'd, our bounding VefTels laves, 
 Which with (harp Keels cut thro' the foaming Waves. Black. 
 
 The Wind fuffie'd the Sail; 
 The be'lying Canvas ftrutted with the Gale: 
 The Waves indignant roar with furly Pride, 
 And prefs againlt the Sides, and, beaten off, divide. 
 They cut the foamy Way. Dryd. Horn. 
 
 Jin- 
 
Sailing* 173 
 
 EntYing with chearful Shouts the wat'ry Reign, 
 
 And ploughing frothy Furrows in the Main. Dryd.Virg. 
 
 The howling Sailors all their Anchors weigh'd, 
 And the tall Ships their fpacious Wings difplay'd : 
 They fpoom'd away before the fhoving Wind, 
 And left retreating Cliffs and Rocks behind. Black, 
 
 The Fktfacian Train 
 Spread their broad Sails, and launch into the Main ; 
 At once they bend and tlrike their equal Oars, 
 And leave the finking Hills, and leif'ning Shores, 
 As firy Courfers in the rapid Race, 
 UrgM by fierce Drivers thro* the dully Space, 
 Tofs their high Heads, and fcour along the Plain j 
 So mounts the bounding Veflel o'er the Main : 
 Back to the Stern the parted Billows flow, 
 And the black Ocean foams and roars below. 
 Thus with fpread Sails the winged Galley flies ; 
 Lefs fwift an Eagle cuts the liquid Skies. Pope Horn. 
 
 They ftretch iheir Canvas, and they ply their Oars, 
 All Hands aloft, for Cretf, for Creet, they cry, 
 And fwiftly thro* the foamy Billows fly. DryJ.Virg. 
 
 They launch, and hoiil the Mail ; Indulgent Gales, 
 Supply *d by Phoebus, fill the fwelling Sails ; 
 The milk white Canvas, bellying as they blow, 
 The parted Ocean foams and roars below : 
 Above the bounding Billows fwift they flew. Pope Hom, 
 
 Now Seas and Skies their Profpect only bound. 
 An empty Space above, a floating Field around. Dryd. Virg, 
 
 There rofe a gentle Breeze : 
 That curl'd the Smoothnefs of the glalfy Seas : 
 The rifing Winds a ruffling Gale afford, 
 And call the merry Mariners aboard : 
 They flip their Haulfers. 
 
 Frefh Gales arife ; with equal ftrokes they vie, (^ r g- 
 
 And brum the buxom Seas, and o'er the Billows fly. DrjJ. 
 
 The threaden Sails, 
 Borne with th' invifiblc and creeping Wind, 
 Draw the huge Bottom thro' the furrow'd Seas, 
 Breafting the lofty Surge. Shah. Hen. 5. 
 
 The floating Caftles dance upon the Tide, 
 And on its foamy Ridge triumphant ride. Bl.ic. 
 
 Stand to your Tackle, Mates, and ilretch your Oars, 
 Contract your fwelling Sails, and luff to Wind. 
 Now fliift your Sails. 
 
 H 3 Tack 
 
* 74- Sailing. 
 
 Tack to the Larboard, and Hand off to Sea ; 
 Veer Starboard Sea and Land. 
 Before the Wind 
 They skud amain, and make the Port aflign'd. Dryd. Virg, 
 
 Their Anchors dropp'd, his Crew the VeiTel moor ; 
 They turn their Heads to Sea, their Sterns to Shore. Dryd.Virg. 
 
 Far on the Eeach they haul their Bark to Land, 
 The crooked Keel divides the yellow Sand. Pope Horn. 
 
 The Sails they furl'd, then lafh'd the Malt afide, 
 And dropp'd their Anchors, and the Pinnace ty'd. PopeHo m , 
 Sure he who the iirlt Paflage try'd, 
 In harden'd Oak his Heart did hide, 
 And Ribs of Iron arm'd his Side : 
 Or his at lead in hollow Wood, 
 Who tempted firft the briny Flood : 
 Nor fear'd the Winds contending Roar, 
 Nor Billows beating on the Shore : 
 Nor Hyades, portending Rain, 
 Nor all the Tyrants of the Main. 
 What Form of Death could him affright, 
 Who, unconcern'd with ftedfaft Sight, 
 Cou'd view the Surges Mountain-fteep, 
 . And Monfters rolling in the Deep ? 
 Cou'd thro' the Ranks of Ruin go, 
 With Storms above, and Rocks below ? 
 ' In vain did Nature's wife Command 
 Divide the Waters from the Land, 
 If daring Ships, and Men profane, 
 Invade th' inviolable Main, 
 Th' eternal Fences over leap, 
 And pafs, at Will, the boundlefs Deep. 
 No Toil, no Hardships can reilrain 
 Ambitious Man, inur'd to Pain : 
 The more confin'd, the more he tries, 
 And at forbidden Quarry flies. Dryd, Hun 
 
 A Fleet under Sail. 
 The wanton Zephyrs with the Pendants play, 
 Which loofe in Air their waving Pride difplay. 
 The Streamers gay, Defiance fpread on high, 
 At once adorn and terrify the Sky ; 
 Th' unweildy Ships were on the Billows Cofs'd, 
 And all the Blafts the Winds could blow, engrofs'd. 
 
 The 
 
Salmoneus. Scandal. 175 
 
 The longeft breath'd, and the molt vig'rous Gales, 
 
 Are all employ'*! to fvvell the fpaciouo Sails : 
 
 The lofty Firs which pregnant Canvas wear, 
 
 Bear, thro 1 the floating Floods, the floating War. 
 
 Oaks, which by Land did fiercefl Winds difdain, 
 
 Become obedient to them on the Main. 
 
 The lab'ring Gales with Pain the Navy (hove, 
 
 And o'er the Billows heave the bounding Grove. 
 
 Stript of their Boughs, the naked Pines advance, 
 
 And to the Mufick of the Trumpet dance. 
 
 They pafs in long Proceilion o'er the Deep, 
 
 And with their Flags contiguous ««^rher fweep, 
 
 Their gilded Sides and Sterns improve the Day, 
 
 And with augmented Glory Heav'n repay. 
 
 His Rays recoil'd fo bright, tli* allonifh'd Sun 
 
 Started, unmindful that they were his own. Blac. 
 
 SALMONEUS. 
 Salmoneus Tuff* 'ring cruel Pains I found, 
 For emulating Jove ; the rattling Sound 
 Of mimick Thunder, and the glitt'ring Blaze 
 Of pointed Lightning, and their forked Rays: 
 Thro' E/is and the Grecian Towns he flew ; 
 Th' audacious Wretch four firy Courfers drew : 
 He wav'd a Torch aloft, and, madly vain, 
 Sought God-like Wormip from a fervile Train. 
 Ambitious Fool ! with horny Hoofs to pafs 
 O'er hollow Arches of reibunding Brafs ; 
 To rival Thunder in its rapid Courfe, 
 And imitate inimitable Force. 
 But he, the King of Heav'n, obfeure Gn high, 
 Bar'd his right Arm, and launching from the Sky 
 His writhen Bolt, not making empty Smoke, 
 Down to the deep Abyfs the flaming Felon itrook. Vrsd. 
 
 (n* 
 
 SCANDAL. 
 
 There is a Luft in Man no Charm can tame, 
 Of loudly publi!hing%is Neighbour's Shame : 
 On Eagles Wings immortal Scandals fly, 
 While virtuous Actions are but born and die. Harvjitv. 
 
 Slander, the worit of Poiibns, ever finds 
 An eafy Entrance in ignoble Minds. Harv. Juv 
 
 H 4 SCHOOL- 
 
176 School man. Scorn. 
 
 S C H O O L-M A N. 
 
 In School-Divinity as able 
 As he that hight Irrefragable : 
 Profound in all the nominal 
 And real Ways beyond them all j 
 And with as delicate a Hand 
 Could twill as tough a Rope of Sand, 
 Arid weave fine Cobwebs, fit for Skull 
 That's empty when the Moon's at Full; 
 Such as take Lodgings in a Head 
 That's to be let unfurnifhed. 
 Ke could raife Scruples dark and nice, 
 And after folve 'em in a trice, 
 As if Divinity had catch' d 
 The Itch, on purpofe to be fcratch'd ; 
 Or, like a Mountebank, did wound 
 And itab herfelf with Doubts profound, 
 Only to fbew with how fmall Pain 
 The Sores of Faith are cur'd again ; 
 Altho' by woful Proof, we find 
 1 hey always leave a Scar behind, 
 He knew the Seat of Paradife, 
 Could tell in what Degree it lies ; 
 And, as he was difpos'd, could prove it 
 Below the Moon, or elfe above it : 
 What Adam dreamt of, when his Bride 
 Came from her Clofet in his Side : 
 Whether the Devil tempted her 
 By a High-Dutch Interpreter . 
 If either of them had a Navel ; 
 Who flrfl made Mufick malleable. 
 Whether the Serpent, at the Fall, 
 Had cloven FQQt f or none at all. 
 All this, without a Glofs or Comment, 
 He could unriddle in a Moment; 
 In proper Terms, fuch as Men fmatter, 
 When they throw out, and mifs the Matter. Hud. 
 • •♦ 
 SCORN. 
 Who Pride and Scorn do undergo, 
 In Tempefts and rough Seas Love's Galleys row : 
 They pant, and groan, and figh, but find 
 Their Sighs incrcafe the angry Wind. Cowl. 
 
 As 
 
Sculpture. Scylla and Chary bdis. 177 
 
 As Water fluid is till it do grow 
 
 Solid and fix'd by Snow ; 
 So in warm Seafons Love does loofely flow : 
 
 Froft only can it hold. 
 
 A Woman's Rigour and Difdain 
 
 Does its fvvift Courfe reftrain ; 
 
 But when kind Beams appear. 
 It melts, and glides apace into the Sea, 
 
 And lofes it felf there : 
 
 So the Sun's am'rous Play 
 
 Kifles the Ice away. Cowl 
 
 Thus fome, the harfher and hide-bounder 
 
 The Damfels prove, become the fonder ; 
 
 For what mad Lover ever dy'd 
 
 To gain a foft and gentJe Bride ? 
 
 Or for a Lady tender-hearted, 
 
 In purling Streams or Hemp departed? 
 
 But for fome crofs ill-natur'd Dame, 
 
 Th' amorous Fly burnt in his Flame, Hud. 
 
 SCULPTURE. See Statues. 
 
 Some carve the Trunks, and breathing Shapes bellow, 
 Giving the Trees more Life than when they grow. CozuL 
 
 In midft a Table of rich Iv'ry ftands, 
 By three fierce Tygers and three Lions borne, 
 Which grin, and fearfully the Place adorn : 
 Widely they gape, and to the Eyes they roar, 
 As if they hunger'd for the Food they bore. C*al. 
 
 SCYLLAWCHARYBDIS. 
 In the Straits, 
 Where proud Pekrus opes a wider Way, 
 Far on the Right, her Dogs foul Scylla hides; 'I 
 
 Charybdis roaring on the Left prefides, > 
 
 And in her greedy Whirlpool fucks the Tides : \ 
 
 Then fpouts them from below : with Fury driv'n, 
 The Waves mount up, and wafh the Face of Heav'n : 
 But Scylla from her Den, with open Jaws, 
 The finking Veflels in her Eddy draws : 
 Then dafhes on the Rocks : A human Face, 
 And Virgin's Bofom, hide her Tail's Difgrace ; 
 Her Parts obfeene below the Waves defcend, 
 With Dogs inclos'd, and in a Dolphin end, Dryd Virg 
 H 5 SE.l 
 
178 Sea. Serpent. 
 
 SEA. See Creation, Jealoufy, Rowing, Sailing, 
 Storm, Tempeft. 
 
 Outrageous as a Sea, dark, wafteful, wild, 
 Up from the Bottom torn with furious Winds, 
 And furging Waves, as Mountains to afl'ault 
 Heaven's Height, and with the Centre mix the Pole. Milt* 
 
 The Sea it felf fmooths his rough Face a while, 
 Flatt'ring the greedy Merchant with a Smile ; 
 But he whofe fhipwreck'd Bark it drank before, 
 Sees the Deceit, and knows it would have more. CozvL 
 
 SEA, divided for a PaJJlige to the Ifraelites. 
 Commanded by thy Breath, the obfequious Main 
 Stood itill, and gather'd up its flowing Train. 
 
 Th' Almighty did the Sea divide, 
 And, as he rends the Hills, he fplit the Tide : 
 Benum'd with Fear, the Waves erected flood, 
 
 Overlooking all the diflant Flood. 
 Mountains of craggy Billows did arife, 
 And Rocks of itifFend Waters reach'd the Skies. 
 Remoter Waves came rolling on to fee 
 
 The ft range transforming My fiery. 
 
 But they, approaching near 
 Where the high cryftal Ridges did appear, 
 
 Felt the divine Contagion's Force, 
 Mov'd flothfully a while, and then quite ftop'd their Courfe*. 
 T'h JEgyptiam cry'd, Let us purfue the flying Slaves, 
 We'll bathe the cryftal with a purple Flood, 
 And heal its gaping Wounds with Hebrew Blood. Blat* 
 
 SERPENT. See Creation, Paradife, Snake. 
 With fpedded Pride 
 A Serpent from the Tomb began to glide : 
 His hugy Bulk on feven high Volumes roll'd, 
 Blue was his Breadth of Back, but ftreak'd with fcaly Gold. 
 Thus riding on his Curls, he feenVd to pafs 
 A rolling Fire along, and finge the Grafs : 
 More various Colours thro' his Body run, 
 Than Iris, when her Bow imbibes the Sun. Dryd. Virg* 
 
 The Altars heav'd ; and from the trembling Ground 
 A mighty Dragon fhot>, of dire Portent : 
 From J we himiclf tfie dreadful Sign was fent. 
 
 Strait 
 
Serpent. 179 
 
 Strait to the Tree his fanguine Spires he rolTd, 
 
 And curl'd around in many a winding Fold, 
 
 The topmoft Branch a Mother-Bird poffefs'd; 
 
 Eight callow Infants fill'd the mofTy Neil; 
 
 Her felf the Ninth : The Serpent, as he hung, 
 
 Stretch'd his black Jaws, and crauYd the crying Young ; 
 
 While hov'ring near, with miferable Moan, 
 
 The drooping Mother wail'd her Children, gone ; 
 
 The Mother lail, as round the Neft (he flew, 
 
 Sciz'd by the beating Wing, the Monfler flew. Pope. Horn. 
 
 Two Serpents rank'd abreaft, the Seas divide, 
 And fmoothly fweep along the fwelling Tide : 
 Their flaming Cretts above the Waves they fhow: 
 Their Bellies Teem to burn the Seas below: 
 Their fpeckled Tales advance to fleer their Courfe, 
 And on the founding Shore the flying Billows force. 
 And now the Strand, and now the Plain they held; 
 Their ardent Eyes with bloody Streaks were .filled; 
 Their nimble Tongues they brandiuYd as they came, 
 And lick'd their biffing Jaws, that fpntter'd Flame. Dry Virg 
 
 Serpe?it tempting EVE. 
 The Serpent, fleeping fail, the Devil found 
 In Labyrinth of many a Round felf-roll'd, . .' 
 
 His Head the midil, well flor'd with iubtle Wiles ; 
 Nor yet in horrid Shade or di final Den, 
 Nor nocent yet ; but on the grafly Herb 
 Fearlefs, unfear'd he flept : In at his Mouth 
 He enterM, Inmate bad, and toward Eve 
 Addrefs'd his Way, not with indented Wave, 
 Prone on the Ground, as fince ; but ©n his Rear, 
 Circular Bafe of rifing Folds, that towVd 
 Fold above Fold, a furging Maze: his Head 
 Creiled aloft, and Carbuncle his Eyes; 
 With burniuYd Neck of verdant Gold, erect 
 Amidft his circling Spires, that on the Grafs 
 Floated redundant : 
 
 Then with Track oblique, 
 At firft, as one who fought Accefs, but fear'd 
 To interrupt, fide- long he works his Way. 
 As when a Ship by skilfulSteerfmen wrought 
 Nigh River's Mouth, or Foreland; where the Wind 
 Veers oft, as oft io iteers and fbifts her Sail; 
 So vary'd be. and of his tortuous Train 
 
 H 6 Curl'd 
 
j8o Shade. 
 
 Curl'd many a wanton Wreath in fight of Ew, 
 To lure her Eye: 
 
 Then, as in Gaze admiring, oft he bow'd 
 His turret Creft, and fleek enamei'd Neck, 
 Fawning, and lick'd the Ground whereon fhe trod, 
 Lead on, faid Eve; he leading fwiftly roll'd 
 In Tangles, and made intricate feem ftraight, 
 To Mifchief fwift : Hope elevates, and Joy 
 Brightens his Creft. Milt, 
 
 Hercules killing the Serpents. 
 The big-limb' d Babe in his huge Cradle lay, 
 Too weighty to be rock'd by Nurfes Hands: 
 When lo ! by jealous Juno'% fierce Commands, 
 
 Two dreadful Serpents come, 
 Rolling and hifling loud, into the Room. 
 To the bold Babe they trace their bidden Way, 
 Forth from their flaming Eyes dread Lightnings went, 
 Their gaping Mouths fork'd Tongues, like Thunderbolts pre- 
 The mighty Infant fmil'd, and feem'd well pleas'd (fent. 
 
 At his gay gilded Foes; 
 And as their fpotted Necks up to the Cradle rofe, 
 With his young warlike Hands on both he feiz'd ; 
 
 In vain they rag'd, in vain they hifs'd, 
 
 In vaintheir armed Tails they twill, 
 
 And angry Circles caft about, (Cowl. Pind* 
 
 Black Blood, and tVry Breath,and pois'nous Scul he freezes out. 
 
 SHADE. 
 
 Behold Alexis, fee his gloofrny Shade, 
 Which feems alone for Sorrow's Shelter made? 
 Where the glad Beams of Light can never Play, 
 But Night fucceeding Night, excludes the Day : 
 Where never Birds with Harmony repair, 
 And lightfome Notes to cheer the dusky Air; 
 To welcome Day, or bid the Sun farewel, 
 By Morning Lark, or Evening Philomel! 
 No Vi'let here or Dafy e'er was feen, 
 No fweetly- budding FlowV, nor fpringing Green : 
 For fragrant Myrtle and the blufliing Roi'e, 
 Here baleful Yew with deadly Cyprefs grows. Cong* 
 
 Here higheft Woods, impenetrable 
 To Sun or Starlight, fpread their Umbrage broad, 
 And brown as hvening. Milt, 
 
 So 
 
Ship. 18 r 
 
 So black the Shade, fo thick the ftagnant Air, 
 That no reviving Sun-beams enter'd there: 
 Nothing but here and there a (haggling Ray, 
 That loft it felf in wandering from the Day : 
 Which fervM not to refrefh, but to affright, 
 Not to difpel, but to difclofe the Night. Blac, 
 
 A Green-wood Shade, for long Religion known, 
 Incompafs'd round with gloomy Hills above, 
 Which added holy Horrour to the Grove. Dryd.Virg* 
 
 SHIP. See Deluge, Serpent. 
 
 Guyomar. As far as I could call my Eyes 
 Upon the Sea, fomething methought did rife, 
 Like blewifh Mills, which ftill appearing more, 
 Took dreadful Shapes, and thus mov'd tow'rds the Shore : 
 The Objeft I could firll ditlinclly view, 
 Was tall flraight Trees, which on the Waters flew: 
 Wings on their Sides inftead of Leaves did grow, 
 Which gather'd all the Breath the Winds could blow; 
 And at their Roots grew floating Palaces, 
 Whofe out-blow'd Bellies cut the yielding Seas'. 
 
 Monte'z.um!. What divine Monfters, Oye Gods! arethefe, 
 That float in Air, and fly upon the Seas ! 
 Came they alive or dead upon the Shore ? 
 
 Guyom. Alas! they livM too fure, I heard 'em roar: 
 All turn'd their Sides, and to each other fpoke, 
 I faw their Words break out in Fire and Smoke. 
 Sure 'tis their Voice that thunders from on high, 
 And thefe the younger Brothers of the Sky. 
 Deaf with the Noife, I took my hafly Flight, 
 No mortal Courage can fupport the Fright. Dryd. Jni. Emp. 
 
 Behold a (lately Ship 
 Proud of her gawdy Trim, comes this Way failing, 
 With all her Brav'ry on, and Tackle trim, 
 Sails fiird, and Streamers waving, 
 Courted by all the Winds that hold them Play. Milt, 
 
 This floating Ram, did bear his Horns above, 
 All ty'd with Ribbands, ruffling in the Wind: 
 Sometimes he nodded down his Head a while, 
 And then the W T aves did heave him to the Moon: 
 He clamb'ring to the Top of all tnc Billows; 
 And then again he cortVy'd down fo low, 
 I could not lee him ; til] at laft, all Sidelong 
 With a great Crack , his Belly burft in Pieces. S&ak. Vemp. 
 
 1'hus 
 
1 82 Sicknefs. 
 
 Thus as a Ship, which Winds and Waves afTaiJ, "7 
 
 Now with the Current drives, now with the Gale, >• 
 
 Both oppofite, and neither long prevail: 3 
 
 She feels a double Force ; by Turns obeys 
 Th* imperious Tempeit, and impetuous Seas. T)ryd. Ovid. 
 
 SICKNESS. See Difeafes. 
 Mean while the Health of Arcite impairs, 
 From bad proceeds to worfe, and mocks the Leeches Cares; 
 Swol'n is his Bread, his inward Pains increafe ; 
 All Means are us'd, and all without Succefs. 
 The clotted Blood lies heavy on his Heart, 
 Corrupts, and there remains in Spite of Art: 
 Nor breathing Veins, nor Cupping will prevail, 
 All outward Remedies and inward fail: 
 The Mould of Nature's Fabrick is deflroy'd, 
 Her VefTels difcompos'd, her Virtue void: 
 The Bellows of his Lungs begins to fwell, "J 
 
 All out of Frame is ev'ry fecret Cell ; > 
 
 Nor can the good receive, nor bad expel. 3 
 
 Thofe breathing Organs, thus within opprefs'd, 
 With Venom foon diftend the Sinews of his Breaft; 
 Nought profits him to fave abandon'd Life, 
 Nor Vomits upward Aid, nor downward Laxatife. 
 The midmoft Region batter'd and deftroy'd, (Z£ A--c. 
 
 When Nature cannot work, th' Effect of Art is void. Dryd.Pla. 
 
 Phyficians had forfaken his Cure : 
 All fcorchM without, and all parch'd up within, 
 The Moifture that maintain'd confuming Nature 
 Lick'd up, and in a Fever fry'd away. Dryd. Riv. Lad, 
 
 He had a Fever when he was in Spain, 
 And when the Fit was on him, I did mark 
 How he did fhake : 'Tis true, this God did make ! 
 His Coward Lips did from their Colour fly, 
 And that fame Eye, whofe Bend does awe the World, 
 Did lofe his Luftre. I did hear him groan; 
 I, and that Tongue of his that bade the Romans 
 Mark him, and write his Speeches in their Books, 
 Alas? it cry'd, give me fome Drink, Titinius; 
 As a fick Girl. Sbak. Jul. Car/. Spoken of Carfar, 
 
 And thus the Wretch, whofe Fever weaken'd Joints, 
 Like Itrengthlefs Hinges, buckle under Life, 
 Impatient of his Fit, breaks like a Fire, 
 Out of his Keeper's Arms. Sbak. Hen. ^Tart 2. 
 
 As 
 
Sigh. i3 3 
 
 As he who in a Fcavcr burning lie?, 
 
 Firfi of his Friends does for a Drop implore, ~? 
 
 Which tailed once, unable to give o'er, Carl. > 
 
 Knows 'tis his Eane, yet Hill thirds after more. Otw.Don. \ 
 Her wafled Spirits now begin to faint, 
 
 Yet Patience ties her Tongue from all Complaint, 
 
 And in her Heart, as in a Fort remains; 
 
 But yields at laft to her refiftlefs Pains. 
 
 Thus while the Fever, am'rous of his Prey, 
 
 Thro' all her Veins makes his delightful Way; 
 
 Her Fate's like Semeleh : The Flames deflroy 
 
 Tfcfct Beauty they too eagerly enjoy. 
 
 Her charming Face is in its Spring decay'd, 
 
 Pale grow the Rofes, and the Lillies fade; 
 
 Her Skin has loft that Luftre, which furpafs'd 
 
 The Sun's, and did deferve as long to laft. 
 
 Her Eyes, which us'd to pierce the firmeft Hearts, 
 
 Are now difarm'd of all their Flames and Darts. 
 
 Thofe Stars now heavily and flowly move, 
 
 And Sicknefs triumphs in the Throne of Love. Norm, 
 
 Ah ! lovely Amoret, the Care 
 Of all that know what's good or fair! 
 Is Heav'n become our Rival too? 
 With fuch a Grace you entertain, 
 And look with fuch Contempt en Pain,. 
 That Ianguifhing you Conquer more, 
 And wound us deeper than before. 
 So Lightnings, which in Storms appear, 
 Scorch more than when the Skies are clear; 
 And as pale Sicknefs does invade 
 Your frailer Part, the Breaches made 
 In that fair Lodging, flill more clear 
 Make the bright Gueft, your Soul, appear. 
 So Nymphs o'er pathlefs Mountains borne, 
 Their light Robes by the Erambles torn, 
 From their fair Limbs cxpoimg new 
 And unknown Beauties to the View 
 Of following Gods, increafe their Flame, 
 And hafte to catch the flying Game. Wall. 
 
 SIGH. Set Tears. 
 
 He rais'd a Sigh fo hideous and profound, 
 That it did feem to (hatter all his Bulk, 
 And end his Being. Sbak. HamL 
 
 She 
 
184 Silence. 
 
 She drew a lengtk of Sighs. Dryd. Virg 
 
 Sigh'd from her inward Soul. Dryd. Virg 
 
 All around 
 A genVal Sigh diffused a mournful Sound. Cong. Horn. 
 
 Sighs following Sighs, his inward Fears conkfc d.Pope.Hovt. 
 Then fuch deep Sighs heav'd from his woful Heart, 
 As if his forrowful Soul 
 Had erak'd the Strings of Life, and burft away. Lee Oedif. 
 
 He knock'd his aged Breaft, and inward groan'd, 
 Like fome fad Prophet, who forefaw the Doom (Seb. 
 
 Ofthofe whom bell he lov'd, and could not fave. Dryd. Don. 
 
 All the vital Air that Life draws in, 
 Is rendered back in Sighs. Rows Tamer!. 
 
 Nor Womens Sighs, nor Tears are true, 
 Thofe idly blow, thefe idly fall ; 
 Nothing like to ours at all ; 
 
 But Sighs and Tears have Sexes too. Cowl. 
 
 Keep down, ye rifing Sighs ! 
 And murmur in the Hollow of my Breaft ; 
 Run to my Heart, and gather more fad Wind; 
 That when the Voice of Fate mall call you forth, 
 You may at once rufh from the Seat of Life, 
 Blow the Blood out, and burft me like a Bladder. Lee Jlexc 
 
 SILENCE. 
 
 SHente, the Midnight God appears: 
 
 In all its downy Pomp array 'd, 
 
 Behold the rev'rend Shade. 
 
 An Ancient Sigh he fits upon, 
 Whofe Memory of Sound is long fince gone, 
 And purpofely annihilated for his Throne. 
 Beneath, two foft tranfparent Clouds do meet, 
 In which he feems to fink his fofter Feet: 
 A melancholy Thought, condens'd to Air, 
 
 Stolen from a Lover in Difpair, 
 
 Like a thin Mantle, ferves to wrap 
 In fluid Folds his vifionary Shape; 
 A Wreath of Darknefs round his Head he wears, 
 Where cur-ing Mifts fupply the Want of Hairs. 
 While the flil! Vapours, which from Poppies rife, 
 Bedew his hoary Head, and lull his Eyes. Cong. 
 
 Silence, more dreadful than feveidt Sounds! 
 Would me but fpeak, tho 1 Death, eternal Exile, 
 
 Hung 
 
Silenus. 185 
 
 Hung at her Lips, yet while her Tongue pronounces, 
 There would be Mufick ev'n in my Undoing. Lee AUx, 
 
 Far from my Lips, within my Bread Til keep it, 
 Nor breathe it foftly to my felf alone, 
 Leil fome officious murm'ring Wind mould tell it, 
 And babbling Echoes catch the feeble Sound. RotaeU/yjf. 
 No, to what Purpofe fhould I fpeak ? 
 No, wretched Heart, fwell 'till you break ! 
 No, to the Grave thy Sorrows bear, 
 . As filent as they will be there: 
 I will not ask her, 'tis a milder Fate 
 To fall by her not Loving, than her Hate. Cowl. 
 
 Mean while the Knight had no fmall Task, 
 To compafs what he duril not a6k: 
 He loves, but dares Bot make the Motion : 
 Her Ignorance is his Devotion. 
 Like Caitiff vile, that for Miideed, 
 Rides with his Face to rump of Steed; 
 Or rowing Scull, he's fain to love, 
 Look one Way, and another move ; 
 Or as a Tumbler that does play 
 His Game, and look another Way, 
 Until he feize upon the Coney ; 
 Juft fo does he by Matrimony, JiuJ, 
 
 Silent as the eclhtick Blifs 
 Of Souls, that by Intelligence converfe. Otze. Orpb. 
 
 Still as the Bofom of the defart Night ; 
 As fatal Planets, or deep plotting Friends. Lee Alex, 
 
 Still as the peaceful Walks of ancient Night 5 
 Silent as arc the Lamps that burn in Tombs. Sbak. K. Lear. 
 Silent as Dews that fall in dead of Night. Dryd.hd.Em}* 
 
 SILENUS. 
 Two Satyrs on the Ground, 
 
 Stretch'd at his Eafe, their Sire Silenus found : 
 
 Doz'd with his Fumes, and heavy with his Load, 
 
 They found him fnoring in his dark Abode; 
 
 And feiz'd with youthful Arms the drunken God. 
 
 His rofy Wreath was dropp'd not long before, 
 
 Born'e by the Tide of Wine, and floating on the Floor. 
 
 His empty Can, with Ears half worn away, 
 
 Was hung on high,to boaft theTriumph of the hiy.Dryd.Virg. 
 
 SING- 
 
1 86 Singing. 
 
 SINGING. See Entbuftafm, Mufick. 
 
 Behold and liften, while the Fair 
 Breaks in fweet Sounds with willing Air ; 
 And with her own Breath fans the Fire, 
 Which her bright Eyes do firft infpire. 
 What Reafon can that Love controul, 
 Which more than one Way courts the Soul? 
 So when a Flafh of Lightning falls 
 On our Abodes, the Danger calls 
 For human Aid, which hopes the Flame 
 To conquer, tho' from Heav'n it came : 
 But if the Winds with that confpire, 
 Men itrive not, but deplore the Fire. • Wall. 
 
 She rais'd her Voice fo high, and fung fo clear, ^ 
 
 The Fauns came skudding from the Groves to hear, > 
 
 And all the bending Foreit lent an Ear. 3 
 
 At ev'ry Ciofe (he made, th' attending Throng 
 Reply'd, and bore the Burthen of the Song; 
 So juft, fo fmall, yet in fo fweet a Note, [and the Leaf, 
 It feem'd the Mufick melted in the Throat. Dryd. The Flower 
 
 She fung, and carol'd out fo clear, 
 That Men and Angels might rejoice to hear : 
 Ev'n wond'ring Philomel forgot to fing, (Are. 
 
 And learn'd from her to welcome in the Spring. Dryd.Pal.& 
 
 Whene'er me fung, fo melting were her Strains, 
 The Flocks unfed feem'd liil'ning on the Plains ; 
 The Rivers would ftand ftil], the Cedars bend ; 
 And Birds negleft their Pinions, to attend ; 
 The lavage Kind in Foreit.- Wilds grow tame. Gar. Ovid, 
 
 He rais'd his Voice, and foon a num'rous Throng 
 Of tripping Satyrs crowded to the Song ; 
 And fylvan Fauns and favage Beads advanc'd, 
 And nodding Forefts to the Numbers danc'd. 
 Not by Ha?monian Hills the Tbracian Bard, "7 
 
 Nor awful Fhcebus was on Pindus heard, > 
 
 With deeper Silence, or with more Regard. Dryd. Virg. 3 
 
 dmpbion fung not fweeter to his Herd, 
 When fummon'd Stones the Vheban Turrets rear'd. Dryd\.Virg. 
 
 Unweary'd he purfues the tuneful Strain, 
 Till unperceiv'd the Heav'ns with Stars were hung, 
 Andiudden Night furpriz'd the yet unfiniuYd Song. Dryd. Virg. 
 
 A Song that would have charm'd th 1 infernal Gods, 
 And baniih'd Horror from the dark Abodes. 
 
 Had 
 
.1 
 
 Siren. Sleep. 187 
 
 Had Orpheus fang it to the nether Sphere, 
 
 So much the Hymn had pleas'd the Tyrant's Ear. 
 
 The Wife Juad beeadetain'd to keep the Husband there. 
 
 Dryd. Chcuc. The Cock and the Fox. 
 While I Men to thy Voice, 
 Cblaxii ! I feel my Life decay : 
 
 That pow'rful Noife 
 Calls my flitting Soul away. 
 Oh ! fupprefs the magick Sound, 
 Which deftroys without a Wound. 
 Peace, Cblorisl Peace ! or ringing, die, 
 That together you and I 
 To Heav'n may go ; 
 For all we know 
 Of what the BlelTed do above, 
 Is that they fmg, and that they love. Wall. 
 
 .Cblse! your felf you fo excel, 
 While you vouchfafe to breathe my Thought; 
 That like a Spirit, with this Spell 
 Of my own teaching, I am caught. 
 That Eagle's Fate and mine are one, 
 Who, on the Shaft that made him die, 
 Efpy'd a Feather of his own, 
 With which he wont to foar {o high: 
 Had Echo with fo fweet a Grace 
 Narcijfus' loud Complaints return'd, 
 Not for Reflection of his Face, 
 But of his Voice the Boy had burn'd. 
 \Wall. fo a Lady that Jung a Song efbis Compojing ] 
 
 SIREN. 
 
 Thus as a Mariner, that fails along, 
 With Pleafure hears th' enticing Siren's Song; 
 Unable quite his ftrong Defires to bound, 
 Boldly leaps in, tho certain to be drown'd. Otw. Don Carl. 
 
 SLEEP. 
 Near the Cimmerians, in his dark Abode, "^ 
 
 Deep in a Cavern dwells the drowfy God ; > 
 
 Who rules the Night by Virions with a Nod. 3 
 
 Whofe gloomy Manfion, nor the rifing Sun, 
 Nor fetting vi/its, nor the lightfome Moon ; 
 But lazy vapours round the Region By, 
 Perpetual Twilight, and a doubiful Sky. 
 
 No 
 
i88 Sleep. 
 
 No crowing Cock does there his Wings difplay, 
 Nor with his horny Bill provoke the Day ; 
 No watchful Dogs, nor the more wakeful Geefe, 
 Difturb with nightly Noife the facred Peace. 
 No Beaft of Nature, nor the tame are nigh, 
 Nor Trees with Tempefts rock'd, nor human Cry. 
 But (xfe Repofe, without an Air of Breath, 
 Dwells here, and a dumb Quiet next to Death, 
 An Arm of Lethe with a gentle Flow 
 Arifmg upwards from the Rock below, 
 The Palace moats, and o'er the Pebbles creeps. 
 And with foft Murmurs calk the coming Sleeps. 
 Around its Entry nodding Poppies grow, 
 And all cool Simples that fweet Reft beftow. 
 Night from the Plants their fleepy Virtue drains, 
 And pafling, fheds it on the filent Plains : 
 No Door there was, th' ungarded Houfe to keep, 
 Or creaking Hinges turn'd to break his Sleep. 
 But in the gloomy Court was rais'd a Bed, 
 StufTd with black Plumes, and on an Ebon Sted; 
 Black was the Cov'ring too where lay the God, 
 And flept fupine, his Limbs difplay'd Abroad: 
 About his Head fantaftick Vifions fly, 
 Which various Images of Things fupply, 
 And mock their Forms; the Leafs on Trrts not more, 
 Nor bearded Ears in Fields, nor Sands upon the Shore. Dryd. 
 O facred Reft! (Virg. 
 
 Sweet pleafing fleep ! of all the Pow'rs the beft ! 
 O Peace of Mind ! Repairer of Decay, 
 Whofe Balms renew the Limbs to Labours of the 
 Care ftiuns thy foft Approach, and fullen flies away. 
 
 The weary World's beft Med'cine, Sleep ! 
 It (huts thofe Wounds where injur'd Lovers weep, 
 And flies Oppreflbrs to relieve th' Oppreft. 
 It loves the Cottage, and from Court abftains: 
 It Hills the Seamen, tho' the Storm be high : 
 Frees the griev'd Captive in his clofeft Chains ; (Gond. 
 
 Stops Want's loud Mouth, and blinds the treach'rous Spy.Dav. 
 
 Sleep, that locks ud the Senfes from their Care ; 
 The Death of each Day's Life : Tir'd Nature's Bath! 
 Balm of hurt Minds, great Nature's fccond Courfe, 
 
 Death's Counterfeit. 
 Chief Nourifher in Life's Feaft. SbaL Macb. 
 
 Somnui 
 
 ie Day ; > 
 
 Dry.rirg.^ 
 
Sletp, 189 
 
 Somnus, the humble God that dwells 
 In Cottages and fmoaky Cells; 
 Hates gilded Roofs, and Beds of Down, f 
 
 And, tho* he fears no Prince's Frown, > 
 
 Flies from the Circle of a Crown. 3 
 
 Nature, alas \ why art thou {o 
 Oblig'd unto thy grcateft Foe? 
 Sleep, that is thy bell Repaft, O 
 
 Yet of Death it bears a Tafte, > 
 
 And both are the fame Thing at laft. Den. Soph. 3 
 O Sleep, O gentle Sleep! 
 Nature's bed Nurfe! how have I frighted thee, 
 That thou no more wilt weigh mine Eye-leds down, 
 And fteep my Senfes in Forgetfulnefs? 
 Why rather, Sleep, ly'fl thou in fmoaky Cribs, 
 Upon uneafy Pallads itretching thee, 
 And huuYd with buzzing Night, fly 'ft to thy Slumber; 
 Than in the perfum'd Chambers of the Great, 
 Under the Canopies of coftly State, 
 And lull'd with Sounds of fweetcil Melody ? 
 O thou dull God ! why ly*ft thou with the Vile 
 In loathfome Beds, and leav'it the kingly Couch? 
 Wilt thou upon the high and giddy Mali 
 Seal up the Sea-Boy's Eyes, and rock his Brains, 
 In Cradle of the rude imperious Surge, 
 And in the Vifitation of the Winds ? 
 Canft thou, O partial Sleep ! give thy Repofe 
 To the wet Sea-Boy, in an Hour fo rude, 
 And in the calm eft and the ftilleft Night 
 Deny it to a King ? Sbak. Hen. 4. 
 
 So fleeps the Sea- Boy on the cloudy Maft, 
 Safe as a drowfy Triton, rock'd with Storms, 
 While tolling Princes wake on Beds of Down. Lee Mitkrid. 
 
 Sleep is a God, too proudto wait in Palaces, 
 And yet fo humble too, as not to fcorn 
 The meaneft country Cottages 1 
 His Poppy grows among the Corn. 
 The Halcyon Sleep will never build his Nell 
 Jn any ftormy Breait. 
 'Tis not enough, that he does find 
 Clouds and Darkneft in the Mind ? 
 Darknefs but half his Work will do, 
 *Tis not enough, he mult find Quiet too. Coze/. Hor. 
 
 In 
 
190 Sloth. 
 
 In vain, thou drowfy God, I thee invoke, 
 
 For thou, who doll from Fumes arife, 
 
 Thou, who Man's Soul doft over-lhade 
 
 With a thick Cloud, by Vapours made, 
 
 Canft have no Pow'r to fhut his Eyes, 
 
 Or PafTage of his Spirits to choke, 
 Whofe Flame's fo pure, that it fends up no Smoke. 
 Thou who doft Men, as Nights to Colours do, 
 
 Bring all to an Equality ; 
 
 Come, thou juft God, and equal me 
 
 A while to my difdainful She: 
 
 In that Condition let me lie, 
 
 Till Love does the Favour fhew; 
 Love equals all a better Way than thou. 
 Thou never more fhalt be invok'd by me : 
 
 Watchful as Spirits and Gods I'll prove, 
 
 Let her but gra:;t, and then will I 
 
 Thee and thy Kinfman Death defy : 
 
 For betwixt thee, and them that love, 
 
 Never will an Agreement be ; 
 Thou fcorn'il the Unhappy, and the Happy thee. Cowl. 
 
 Falling njlcep. 
 The timely Dew of Sleep 
 Now falling, with foft flumb'rous Weight inclines 
 My Eye- Lids. Milt. 
 
 Then gentle Sleep, with foft Oppreflion feiz'd 
 My drowfy Senfe. Milt. 
 
 Thick Mifts arife, 
 And with their filken Cords tic down his Eyes. Gar. 
 
 They ftop the Senfe, and clofe the conquer' d Eyes.Cowl.Hor. 
 
 GrJ of S L O T H. 
 This Place fo fit for undiilurb'd Rcpofe, 
 The God of Sloth for his Afylum chofe. 
 Upon a Couch of Down iu thefe Abodes, 
 Supine with folded Arms he thought'efe nods: 
 Indulging Dreams his Godhead lull to Eale, 
 With Murmurs of foft Rill.., and whifp'ring Trees. 
 The Poppy, and each Humming Plant diipenfe 
 Their drowfy Virtue and dull Indolence. 
 A carelefs Deity! 
 
 No 
 
Smile. Smith. 191 
 
 No Paflions interrupt his eaiy Reign, 
 
 No Problems puzzle his lethargick Brain : 
 
 But dull Oblivion guards his peaceful Bed; 
 
 And lazy Fogs bedew his gracious Head. 
 
 Thus at full Length the pamper' d Monarch lay, 
 
 Fatt'ning in Eafe, and flumh'ring Life away. Gar. 
 
 The fiumb'ring God, amaz'd at his new Din, 
 Thrice ftrove to rife, and thrice funk down agen : 
 Liftlefs he ftretch'd, and gaping rubb'd his Eyes, 
 Then falter'd thus betwixt half Words and Sighs. Gar. 
 
 SMILE. 
 
 She fpoke it with a Smile. 
 That feem'd at once to pity and revile. Cowl. 
 
 A Smile that glow'd 
 Celeftial rofy Red, Love's proper Hiew. Milt. 
 
 He skrew'd his Face into a harden'd Smile. Dryd. Don. Se!>. 
 
 From his bent brow a gloomy Smile arofe. Dryd.Cenq.of 
 
 The Terror of their Brows fo rough e'-er while (Gran. 
 Sunk down into the Dimples of a Smile. Cozol. 
 
 What Charms has Sorrow in that Face? 
 Sorrow feems pleas'd to dwell with fo much Sweetnefs ; 
 Yet now and then a meianchojy Smile 
 Breaks out, like Light'ning in a Winter's Night, 
 And fhews a Moment's Day. Dryd. All for Love. 
 
 S M I T H. See Cyclops. 
 
 The Smith prepares his Hammer for the Stroke, 
 While the lung'd Bellows hilling Fire provoke. Dryd. Juv. 
 
 One ltirs the Fire, and one the Bellows blows: 
 Thehimng Steel is in the Smithy drown'd; 
 The Grot with beating Anvils groans around : 
 By Turns their Arms advance in equal Time, 
 By Turns their Hands defcend, and Hammers chime ; 
 They turn the glowing Mafs with crooked Tongs, 
 The fiery Work proceeds with ruilick Songs. Dryd. Virg. 
 
 As when the Cyclops, at the Almighty Nod, 
 New Thunder haiten for their angry God ; 
 Subdu'd in Fire, the itubborn Metal lies ; 
 One brawny Smith the puffing Bellows plies, 
 And draws and blows reciprocating Air; 
 Others to quench the luffing Mafs prepare ; 
 
 With 
 
1 62 Smoah Snake. 
 
 With lifted Arms they order evVy Blow, "f 
 
 And chime their founding Hammers in a Row : S* 
 
 With laboured Anvils Mtna groans below. ^ 
 
 Strongly they ftrike, huge Flakes of Flame expire ; (Virg. 
 
 With Tongs they turn the Steel, and vex it in the Fire. Dryd. 
 
 SMOAK. 
 In dusky Wreaths the Smoak began to roll. Milt* 
 
 The Smoak in cloudy Vapors flies 
 Covering the Plain, and curling to the Skies. Dryd. Virg. 
 
 Black fmould'ring Smoak from the green Wood expires, 
 The Light ofHeav'n is choak'd,and the new Day retires. Dryd. 
 Feebly the Flames on clumfy Wings afpire, (^**fr 
 
 And fmoth'ring Fogs of Smoak benight the Fire. Gar. 
 
 SNAKE. See Serpent. 
 
 In fair Calabria* Wood a Snake is bred, 
 With curling Creft, and with advancing Head : 
 Waving he rolls* and makes a winding Track ; 
 His Belly fpotted, burnifh'd is his Back. 
 While Springs are broken, while the fouthern Air, 
 And dropping Heav'ns the moiften'd Earth repair, 
 He lives on (landing Lakes and trembling Bogs, 
 And fills his Maw with Fife, of= with loquacious Frogs. 
 But when in muddy Pools the Water finks, 
 And the chapt Earth is furrow'd o'er with Chinks, 
 He leaves the Fens, and leaps upon the Ground, 
 And, hifling, rolls his glaring Eyes around : 
 WithThirit inflam'd, impatient of the Heats, 
 He rages in the Fields, and wide Deftruction threats. 
 Oh ! let not Sleep my clofing Eyes invade, 
 In open Plains, or in the fecret Shade, 
 When he, renewed in all the fpeckled Prid« 
 Of pompous Youth, has caft his Slough afide; 
 And in his Summer Livery rolls along. 
 ErecT:, and brandifhing his forky Tongue, 
 Leaving his Neft, and his imperfed Young: 
 And thoughtlefs of his Eggs, forgets to rear 
 The Hopes of Poifon for the following Year. Dryd. Virg. 
 
 So when the vSpring's warm Breath, and chearing Ray, 
 Calls from his Caveth' awaken'd Snake, that lay 
 Folded to Reft, while Winter'* Snow conceal'd 
 TheMou ntains Heads, and Frofts the Lakes congealM; 
 
 The 
 
Snake. 193 
 
 The floughy Spoils from his fleek Back depos'd, 
 
 And the gay Pride of his new Skin difclos'd : 
 
 He views himfelf, with youthful Beauties crown'd, "? 
 
 Elated, call his haughty Eyes around, V 
 
 And rolls his fpeckled Spires along the Ground. 3 
 
 Frefh Colours dye his Sides, and thro' his Veins, 
 
 Turgid with Life, reviving Vigour reigns. 
 
 The fprightly Beaft unfolds upon the Plain 
 
 The gloffy Honours of his Summer Train : 
 
 His Creft erected high, and forky Tongue 
 
 Shot out, hehifles, bounds, and leaps along. BU<. 
 
 So mines, renew'd in Youth, the crefted Snake, 
 Who flept the Winter in a thorny Brake ; 
 And calling off his Slough, when Spring returns, 
 Now looks aloft, and with new Glory burns : 
 Reftor'd with pois'nous Herbs, his ardent Sides 
 Reflect the Sun, and rais'd on Spires he rides : 
 High o'er the Grafs he hifling rolls along, 
 And brandifhesby Fits his forky Tongue. Dryd.Virg. 
 
 As when a Snake, furpriz'd upon the Road, 
 Is crufh'd athwart her Body by the Load 
 Of heavy Wheels; or with a mortal Wound 
 Her Belly bruis'd, or trodden to the Ground : 
 In vain with loofen'd Curls fhe crawls along, 
 Yet fierce above, fhe brandifhes her Tongue, 
 Glares with her Eyes, and briflles with her Scales, 
 But grov'ling in the Dull, her Part anfound Ihe trails. Dryd. 
 So when the wriggling Snake is fnatch'd on high, (Virg- 
 in Eagles Claws, andhifles in the Sky; 
 Around the Fee his twirling Tail he flings, 
 And twills her Legs, and wreaths about her Wings. AddQvid. 
 
 A Snake of Size immenfe afcends a Tree, 
 And in the leafy Summit fpy'd a Neft 
 Which o'er her callow Young a Sparrow prefs'd, 
 Eight were the Birds unfledg'd: The Mother flew 
 And hover'd round her Care, but flill in View, 
 Till the fierce Reptile firil devoured the Brood, (Ovid. 
 
 Then feiz'd the fluttering Dam, and drank her Blood. Dryd. 
 
 Of a Lady playing with a Snake. 
 ? Tis Innocence and Youth which makes 
 In Chlori? Fancy fuch Miilakes, 
 To ftart at Love, and play with Snakes, 
 
 Vol. II. I Thrke 
 
194 Snow. Soldier. 
 
 Thrice happy Snake, that in her Sleeve 
 May'ft boldly creep : we dare not give 
 Our Thoughts fo unconhVd a Leave. 
 Contented in that Neft of Snow- 
 He lies, as he his Blifs did know, 
 And to the Wood no more would go. 
 Take heed, fair Eve, you do not make 
 Another Tempter of this Snake; 
 A Marble one, fo warm'd, would fpeak. Wall. 
 
 SNOW. 
 
 A Shower of foft and fleecy Rain 
 Falls, to new-cloath the Earth again: 
 Behold the Mountains Tops around, 
 As if with Fur of Ermin crown'd: 
 And lo ! how by Degrees, 
 The univerfal Mantle hides the Trees, 
 
 In hoary Flakes which downward fly, 
 As if it were the Autumn of the Sky, 
 
 Whofe Fall of Leaf would theirs fupply. 
 Trembling the Groves fuftain the Weight, and bow 
 
 Like aged Limbs, which feebly go, 
 Beneath a venerable Head of Snow. Ceng. 
 
 As when high Jove his fharp Artill'ry forms, 
 And opes his cloudy Magazine of Storms; 
 In Winter's bleak, uncomfortable Rain, 
 A fnowy Inundation hides the Plain: 
 He Hills the Winds, and bids the Skies to fleep, 
 Then pours the filent Tempeft, thick and deep : 
 And firft the Mountain-Tops are cover'd o'er; 
 Then the green Fields, and then the fandy Shore : 
 Bent with the Weight the nodding Woods are feen, 
 And one bright Wafle hides all the Works of Men: 
 The circling Seas alone abforbing all, 
 Drink the diiTolving Fleeces as they fall. Pope. Horn. 
 
 SOLDIER. See Mars, Sterm, and Shipwreck. 
 A Leader feem'd 
 Each Warriour fingle as in Chief, expert 
 When to advance, to Hand, or turn the Sway 
 Of Battle; open when, and when to clofe 
 The Ridges of grim War : No Thought of Flight, 
 Js T one of Retreat : No unbecoming Deed 
 
 That 
 
Soldier. 159 
 
 That argu'd Fear ; each on himfelf rely'd, 
 
 As only in his Arm the Moment lay 
 
 Of Victory. Milt. 
 
 Full fifty Years, harnefs'd in rugged Steel, 
 I have endur'd the biting Winter's Blaft, 
 And the feverer Heats of parching Summer; 
 While they who loll'd at Home on lazy Couches, 
 Were, at my Coil, fecure in Luxury. Mam Amb. Step. 
 
 The Tyrant, Cuflom, 
 Has made the flinty and Heel Couch of War 
 My thrice driven Bed of Down. Sbak. Otbc', 
 
 Let Honour 
 Call for my Blood, and fluice it into Streams: 
 Turn Fortune loofe again to my Purfuit, 
 And let me hunt her thro' embattl'd Fees, 
 In dully Plains amidfl the Cannons Roar; 
 There will I be the firft. Dryd. Span. Fry. 
 
 Rude am I in my Speech, 
 And little blefs'd with the foft Phrafe of Peace : 
 For fince thefe Arms of mine had {qvqu. Years Pith, 
 Till now fome nine Months wafied, they have us'd 
 Their deareft Action in the tented Field : 
 And little of this great World can I fpsak, 
 More than pertains to Feats of Broils aud Battle. Sbak.Qtbd. 
 
 Black was his Beard, and manly was his Face; 
 The Balls of his broad Eves roll'd in his Head, 
 And glar'd betwixt a Yellow and a Red : 
 He look'd a Lion with a gloomy Stare, 
 And o'er his Eye-brows hung his matted Hair: 
 Big-bon'd, and large of Limbs, with Sinews ftrong, 
 Broad-fhoulder'd, and his Aims were round and long, 
 Upright he flood, and bore aloft his Shield, 
 Confpicuous from afar, and over-look'd the Field. 
 His Surcoat ^vas a Bear's Skin on his Back; 
 His Hair hung long behind, and glofly Raven-black : 
 Whene'er he fpoke, his Voice was heard around, 
 Loud as a Trumpet with a nlver Sound. Dryd.P al.i^Arc* 
 
 Fierce on his rattling Chariot Heftor came, 
 His Eyes, like Gorgon, mot a fanguine Flame 
 That wither'd all their Hofl : Like Mars he flood, 
 Dire as the Monfler, dreadful as the God. Pope "Bom* 
 
 Ravifh'd with the Wars, and Danger's horrid Charms, 
 He with impetuous Ardour flew to Arms ; 
 
 1 2 Soon 
 
196 Soldier. • 
 
 Soon as the ; rang'd BattalionVcame in Sight, "} 
 
 He felt fierce joy, and terrible Delight, S 
 
 And fhudderM with his Eagernefs to fight. _) 
 
 What Flames flew from his Eyes, when he from far 
 View'd the four Brows and murdering Jaws of War ! BUe. 
 
 Rough in Battle 
 As the firft Romans, when they went to War; 
 Yet after Vi&ory more pitiful 
 Then all their praying Virgins left at Home. Dryd.a/IforLove. 
 
 Hadil thou once feen him, like the God of War ; 
 While griefly Terror perch'd upon his Plume, 
 Severely mining in his dreadful Helmet, 
 And thundVingthro' the Tempeft of the Field, Den.Rin.lg 
 
 When the young Hero, yet unfledg'd in Arms, (Arm, 
 Made the tough Age of bold Rimarex bend, 
 He fought like Mars , defcending from the Skies, 
 And look'd like Venus rifing from the Waves. Dryd. Love. Trium* 
 
 How nobly he becomes the great Battalion! 
 See how he fhines in Arms, and funs the Field ! 
 Moves, fpeaks, and fights, and is himfelfaWar. LeeD.ofGuife. 
 
 Adorn d with Sweat, and painted gay with Blood, 
 He hews down all, and deals his Deaths around. Cowl. 
 
 Through all the Mazes of the Bloody Field 
 I hunted his facred Life. I fought him 
 Where Ranks fell thickeft; 'twas indeed the Place 
 To feek Sebaftiam thro' a Track of Death 
 I follow'd him by Groans of Dying Men. 
 But ftiil I came too late; for he was flown, 
 Like Lightning, fwift before me, to new Slaughter. 
 I mow'd acrois, and made irregular Harveft, 
 Defac'd the Pomp of Battle, but in vain; 
 For he was Hill fupplying Death elfewhere. Dryd.Don.Seb, 
 
 As for Sebaftian, we muft'fearch the Field, 
 And where we fee a Mountain of the Slain, 
 Send one to climb, and looking down below.; 
 There fhall he find him at his manly Length, 
 With his Face up to Heav'n, in the red Monument 
 Which his true Sword has digg'd. Dryd. Don.Seb. 
 
 He in the Battle had a thrifty Sword, 
 And well 'twas glutted there. Dryd. Don.Seb. 
 
 Succefs attended dill his brandifiVd Sword, 
 Arid, Like the Grave, the glutinous Blade devoured : 
 Slaughter upon its Point in Triumph fate, 
 And fcatter'd Death as quick and wide as Fate. Old. 
 
 Twelve 
 
Solitude. *97 
 
 Twelve Legions wait you, 
 And long to call you Chief: By painful Journeys 
 I led them, patient of both Heat and Hanger: 
 'Twill do you Good to fee their Sun-burnt Faces, 
 Theirfcatter'dCheeb,andChoptHands there's Virtue in them. 
 They'll fell thofe mangled Limbs at dearer Rates 
 Then yon trim Bands can buy. Dryd. All for Love. 
 
 Impatient of the tedious Night, in Arms 
 Watchful they flood, expecling opening Day ; 
 And now are hardly by their Leaders held, 
 From darting on the Foe: Like a hot Courfer, ^ 
 That bounding paws the mouldering Soil, difdaining 
 The Rein that cheks him, eager for the Race. Rozee Tamer I. 
 
 Could all our Care elude the gloomy Grave, 
 Which claims no lefs the Fearful than the Brave ; 
 For Luft of Fame I mould not vainly dare 
 In fighting Fields, nor urge thy Soul to War: 
 But fince, alas ! ignoble Age muft come, 
 Difeafe, and Death's inexorable Doom: 
 The Life which others pay, let us bellow. 
 And give to Fame what we to Nature owe : 
 Brave, tho' we fall, and honour'd'if we live, 
 Or let us Glory gain, or Glory give. Pope Hon' 
 
 Oh thou haft fir'd me ! my Soul is up in Arms, 
 And Man's each Part about me: Once again 
 That noble Eagernefs of Fight has feiz'd me, 
 That Eagernefs, with which I darted upward 
 To CaJJius' Camp. In vain the ileepy Hill 
 Oppos'd my Way; in vain, a War of Spears 
 Sung round my Head, and planted all my Shield : 
 I won the Trenches, while my foremofl Men 
 Lagg'd on the Plain below. Come on, my Soldier; 
 Our Hearts and Arms are Hill the fame; I long 
 Once more to meet our Foes, that thou and I 
 Like Time and Death, marching before our Troops, 
 May tafte Fate to 'em, mow 'em out a Paifage, 
 And entring where the foremolt Squadrons yield, 
 Begin the noblefl Harveft of the Field. Dryd. All for Love. 
 SOLITUDE. 
 
 O Solitude ! firfl State of human Kind, 
 
 Which blefs'd remain'd, 'till Man did iind 
 Ev 7> n his own Helper's Company ! 
 As foon as two, alas ! together join'd, 
 The Serpent made up three. 
 
 I 3 Thee 
 
198 Sorrow. 
 
 Thee God himfelf through countlefs Ages, thee 
 
 His fole Companion chofe to be ! 
 
 Thee, facred Solitude! alone, 
 Before the branchy Head of Numbers three 
 
 Sprung from the Trunk of one. 
 Ah ! wretched and too folitary He, 
 
 Who loves not his own Country ! 
 
 He'll feel the Weight oft ev'ry Day, 
 Unlefs he call in Sin or Vanity, 
 
 To help to bear't away. Cow!. 
 
 For Solitude fometimes is bell Society. Milt. 
 
 In Solitude 
 What Happinefs ? Who can enjoy alone ? 
 Or all enjoying, what Contentment find ? 
 
 S O R R O W, See Defpair, Funeral, Grief, Tears, Weeping. 
 He at the News 
 Heart- flruck, with chilling Gripe of Sorrow flood, 
 That all his Sen fes bound. Milt* 
 
 Some fecret Anguifh rolls within his Bread, 
 That makes him, like an Earthquake, which he prefle?, 
 And will not give it Vent. 
 
 He blufhes, and would fpeak, and wants a Voice, 
 And flares, and gapes like a forbidden Ghofl. Dryd. Ckom. 
 
 Darknefs, and Solitude, and Sighs, and Tears, 
 And all th' infeperable Train of Grief, 
 Attend my Steps for ever. Dryd. Ampbit 
 
 Misfortunes on Misfortunes prefs upon me, 
 Swell o'er my Head like Waves, and dafh me down. 
 Sorrow, Remorfe, and Shame have torn my Soul, 
 And blaft the Spring and Promife of my Year; 
 They hang like Winter on my youthful Hopes; 
 So How'rs are gather'd to adorn a Grave, 
 To lofe their Frefhhefs among Bones and Rottennefs, 
 And have their Odours flifled in the Dull. Rozue Fair Pen. 
 
 All Ages, all Degrees unfluice their Eyes; (Cries. 
 
 And Heav'n and Earth refound with Murmurs, Groans, and 
 Matrons and Maidens beat their Breafls, and tear 
 Their Habits, and root up their fcatter'd Hair. Dryd. Ovid. 
 
 Confufion, Fear, Diflra&ion, and Difgrace, 
 And filent Shame are feen on ev'ry Face. Dryd. Virg. 
 
 Diilradled with ungovernable Woe, 
 All mingle Tears : Their Cries together flow, 
 And from a hideous Harmony of Woe. B/ae. 
 
 The 
 
Spirits. 199 
 
 The wretched Parent, with a pious Hafte, 
 Came running, and his lifelefs Limbs embrae'd ; 
 Accufing all the Gods, and ev'ry Star. Dryd. Virg. 
 
 The wretched Father, Father now no more, 
 With Sorrow funk, lies proftrate on the Floor ; 
 Deforms his hoary Locks with Dull obfeene, (Ovid. 
 
 And curfes Age, and loaths a Life prolong'd with Pain. Dryd. 
 
 Had I a hundred Tongues, a Wit fo large, 
 As could their hundred Offices difcharge ; 
 Had Pbcsbus all his Helicon beilow'd, 
 In all the Streams, infpiring all the God ; 
 Thofe Tongues, that Wit, thofe Streams, that God, in vain 
 Would offer to defcribe his Sifter's Pain. 
 They beat their Breafts with many a bruifing Blow, 
 'Till they turn'd livid, and corrupt the Snow : 
 The Crops they cherifh'd, while the Crops remains, 
 And exercife and rub with fruitlefs Pains. 
 And when to fun'ral Flames 'tis borne away, 
 They kifs the Bed on which the Body lay. 
 And when thofe fun'ral Flames no longer burn, 
 (The Dull compos'd within a pious Urn) 
 Ev'n in that Urn their Brother they confefs. (Ovid. 
 
 And hug it in their Arms, and to their Bofoms prefs. Dryd t 
 
 Mean Time no fqualid Grief his Look defiles, 
 He gilds his fadder Fate with nobler Smiles : 
 Thus the World's Eye, with reconciled Streams 
 Shines in his Showers, as if he wept his Beams. Cleav 
 
 SPIRITS. 
 
 Spiiits, that live throughout, 
 Vital in ev'ry Part, not as frail Man, 
 In Entrails, Head or Heart, Liver or Reins, 
 Cannot, but by annihilating, die ; 
 Nor in their liquid Texture mortal Wound 
 Receive, no more than can the fluid Air : 
 All Heart they live, all Head, all Eye, all Ear, 
 All Intellect, all Senfe ; and, as they pleafe, 
 They limb themfelves ; and Colour, Shape, or Size 
 AfTume, as likes them belt, condenfe or rare. MitU 
 
 For Spirits, when they pleafe, 
 Can either Sex aflume, or both ; fo foft 
 And uncompounded is their Effence pure, 
 Not ty'd or manacled with Joint or Limb, 
 Nor founded on the brittle Strength of Bones, 
 
 I 4 " Like 
 
.1 
 
 200 Spring. 
 
 Like cumbrous Flefh ; but in what Shape they chufe, 
 
 Dilated or condens'd, bright or obfeure, 
 
 Can execute their airy Purpofes, 
 
 And Works of Love or Enmity fulfil. Milt* 
 
 TJ:e S P R I N G. See Venus, Tear. 
 
 When with his golden Horns, with full Career, ~) 
 
 The Bull beats down the Barriers of the Year ; (Virg. > 
 And Argos and the Dog forfake the Northern Sphere. Dryd. 3 
 
 Now, turning from the wintry Signs, the Sun 
 His Courfe exalted thro' the Ram had run ; 
 And, whirling up the Skies, his Chariot drove 
 Thro* Taurus, and the lightfome Realms of Love ; 
 When Venus from her Orb defcends in ShovvVs, 
 To glad the Ground, and paint the Fields with FlovvVs : 
 When iiril the tender Blades of Grafs appear, 
 And Buds that yet the Blafts of Eurusfezr, 
 Stand at the Door of Life, and doubt to cloath the Year 
 "i'ill gentle Heat, and foft repeated Rains, 
 Make the green Biood to dance within their Veins : 
 Then, at their Call embolder/d, out they come, 
 And fwell the Gems, and burfl the narrow Room : 
 Broader and broader yet their Blooms difplay ; 
 Salute the welcome Sun, and entertain the Day. 
 Then from their breathing Souls their Sweets repair, 
 To fcent the Skies, and purge the unwholefome Air. 
 Joy fpreads the Heart, and with a gen'ral Song (and the Leaf. 
 Spring iffues out, and leads the jolly Months along. Dryd Flow- 
 
 The Spring adorns the W T oods, renews the Leaves, 
 The Womb of Earth the genial Seed receives ; 
 For then Almighty Jove defcends, and pours 
 into his buxom Bride his fruitful Show'rs; 
 And mixing his large Limbs with hers, he feeds 
 Her Births with timely Juice, and fofters teeming Seeds. 
 Then joyous Birds frequent the lonely Grove, 
 And Beails, by Nature ftung, renew their Love. 
 Then Fields the Blades of bury'd Corn difclofe, *? 
 
 And while the balmy Weftern Spirits blows, > 
 
 Earth to the Breath her Bofom dares expofe. _3 
 
 With kindly Moifture then the Plants abound, 
 The Grafs fecurely fprings above the Ground : 
 The tender Twig (hoots upward to the Skies, 
 And on the Faith of the new Sun relies. 
 
 The 
 
Spring. 201 
 
 The fwerving Vines on the tall Elms prevail, 
 
 Unhurt, by Southern Show'rs, or Northern Hail ; 
 
 They fpread their Gems, the genial Warmth to (hare, 
 
 And" bolily trull their Buds in open Air. 
 
 In this fort feafon (let me dare to fing) ~? 
 
 The World was hatch' d by Heav'ns Imperial King. S 
 
 In Prime of all the Year, and Holidays of Spring. 3 
 
 Then did the new Creation firft appear, 
 
 Nor other was the Tenor of the Year ; 
 
 When laughing Hcav'n did the great Birth attend, 
 
 And Eaftern Winds their wintry Breath fufpend. 
 
 Then Sheep firit law the Sun in open Fields, 
 
 And lavage Beafts were fent to rtock the Wilds ; J 
 
 And golden Stars flew up to light the Skies, 
 
 And Man's relentlefs Race from ftony Quarries rife. 
 
 Nor could the tender new Creation bear 
 
 Th' exceffive Heats or Coldnefs of the Year ; 
 
 But chill'd by Winter, or by Summer fir'd, 
 
 The middle Temper of the Spring requir'd : 
 
 When Warmth and Moifture did at once abound, 
 
 And Heav'n's Indulgence brooded on theGround.Dryd.Firg. 
 
 When Spring makes equal Day, 
 When Weftern Winds on curling Waters play ; 
 When painted Meads produce their flow'ry Crops, 
 And Swallows twitter on the Chimney-Tops. Dryd. Virg, 
 
 Now lavifh Nature has adorn'd the Year ; 
 Now the pale Primrofe, and blew Vi'let Spring, [andthe Fox. 
 And Birds effay their Throats, difus'd to fmg. Dry J. toe Cock 
 
 See on the Shore inhabits purple Spring, 
 Where Nightingales their love-fick Ditties fmg ; 
 See Meads with purling Streams, with Ficw'rs the Ground, ~} 
 The Grotto's cool with (hady Poplars crowffd, > 
 
 And creepingVirres on Arbours fwerv'd around. Dryi.Virg. \ 
 
 Hear how the Doves with penfive Notes complain, 
 And in {oft Murmurs tell the Trees their Pain : 
 The Winter's paft, the Winds and Temped fly, fbdMpy; 
 The Sun adorns theFields,and brightens all the Sky. P$pe Jan. 
 
 The early Dawning of the Year, 
 While yet the Spring is young, while Earth unbinds 
 Her frozen Bofom to the Wellern Winds; 
 While Mountain Snows diliblve againlt the Sun, 
 And Streams, yet new, from Precipices run. Drr:' Virv, 
 
 In that foft Seafon, when defcending Show'rs 
 Call farth She Green?, and 'wake the riling Flow'rs ; 
 
 1 5 When 
 
202 Spur. 
 
 When opVing Buds falute the Welcome Day, 
 
 And Earth relenting, feels the genial Ray . Pope. 
 
 When Winter's Rage abates, when cheerful Hours 
 Awake the Spring, and Spring awakes the Flovv'rs ; 
 'Tis then the Hills with pleafmg Shades are crown'd, 
 And Sleeps are fweeter on the filken Ground. 
 With milder Beams the Sun fecurely fhines, 
 Fat are the Lambs, and lufciousare the Wines. Dryd. Virg. 
 
 'Twas now the Seafon when the glorious Sun 
 His heav'nly Progrefs thro' the Twins had run ; 
 And Jove, exalted, his mild Influence yields, {and May. 
 To glad the Glebe, and paint the flow'ry Fields. Pope Jan. 
 The purple Spring arrays the various Ground. DrydVirg* 
 The Trees are cloath'd with Leaves, the Fields with Grafs, 
 The Bloflbms blow, the Birds on Bufhes fing, 
 And Nature has accomplifh'd all the Spring. Dryd. Virg. 
 
 SPUR. 
 
 The Horfes Flanks and Sides are forc'd to feel 
 The clanking Lafh, and Goring of the Steel. Dryd. Virg. 
 He ply'd 
 With iron Heel his Courfer's Side, 
 Conveying fympathetick Speed 
 From Heel of Knight to Heel of Steed. Hud. 
 
 While Hudibras, with equal Hafte, 
 On both Sides laid about as fall ; 
 And fpurr'd, as Jockeys ufe, to break, 
 Or Padders to fecure a Neck. Hud. 
 
 Adds the Rememb' ranee of the Spur, and hides 
 The goring Rowels in his bleeding Sides. Dryd. Virg. 
 
 As once the Phrygian Knight, 
 So ours with rufty Steel did fmite 
 His Trojan Horfe, andjuil as much 
 He mended Pace upon the Touch ; 
 But from his empty Stomach Groan'd, 
 Juft as that hollow Beaft did found ; 
 And angry, anfwer'd frcm behind, 
 With brandim'd Tail, and P^ft of Wind. 
 So have I feen, with armed Heel, 
 A Wight beilride a Common weal; 
 While ftill the more he kick'd and fpurrM, 
 The lefs the fullen Jade has Itirr'd. Hud. 
 
 STAG. 
 
Stag, 
 
 203 
 
 STAG. See Creation, Hunting. 
 On the Plain, 
 Three beamy Stags command a lordly Train 
 Of branching Heads; the more ignoble Throng 
 Attend their ftately Steps, and flowly graze along. Dryi.Virg* 
 
 So when two vigorous Stags, each of his Herd 
 The haughty Lord, thro' all the Foreft fear'd, 
 Refolv'd to try which muft in Combat yield, 
 In all their Might advance a crofs the Field ; 
 They nod their lofty Heads, and from afar 
 Flourifh their Horns, preluding to the War. 
 The Combatants their threatning Heads incline, 
 And with their clafhing Horns in Battle join. 
 They rufli to Combat with amazing Strokes, 
 And their high Antlers meet with dreadfu! Shocks ; 
 The mighty Sound runs rattling thro 1 the Hills, 
 And Eccho with the Fight the Valley fills : 
 Retiring oft, the Warriors ceafe to pufh, 
 But then with fiercer Rage to Battle rufn- 
 The trembling Herds at Diftance ftand, and flay, 
 To know the Conq'rer, whom they muft obey. Blac. 
 
 Thus, when a fearful Stag is clos'd around 
 With crimfon Toils, or in a River found, 
 High on the Bank the deep-mouth'd Hound appears, 
 Still op'ning, following ftill where-e're he fleers ; 
 The perfecuted Creature to and fro, 
 Turns here and there to 'fcape his Umbrian Foe : 
 Steep is th' Afcent, and if he gain the Land, 
 The purple Death is pitch'd along the Strand. 
 His eager Foe, determined to the Chace, 
 Stretch' d at his Length, gains ground at evVy Pace : 
 Now to his beamy Head he makes his Way, 
 And now he holds, or thinks he holds the Prey; 
 Juft at the Pinch, the Stag fprings out with Fear, 
 He bites the Wind, and fills his founding Jaws with Air: 
 The Rocks, the Lakes, the Meadows ring with Cries, (Virg. 
 The mortal Tumult mounts, and thunders in the Skies. DryJ, 
 
 Thus like a Stag, whom all the Troop furrounds 
 Of eager Huntfmen, and invading Hounds ; 
 No Flight is left, nor Hopes to force his Way : 
 Embolden' d by Defpair, he ftands at Bay ; 
 
 I 6 Rcfolv'd 
 
204 Standard. 
 
 Refolv'd on Death, he diflipates his Fears, 
 
 And bounds aloft againft the pointed Spears. Dryd. Virg. 
 So the tall Stag, upon the Brink 
 Of fome fmooth Stream about to drink, 
 Surveying there his armed Head, 
 With fhame remembers that he fled : 
 The Dogs he fcorns, refolves to try 
 The Combat next; but if their Cry- 
 Invade again his trembling Ear, 
 He firaight refumes his wonted Care ; 
 Leaves the untafted Spring behind, 
 And, wing'd with Fear, out flies the Wind. Wall. 
 On the Head of a Stag. 
 So we fome antique Hero's Strength 
 Learn by his Launce's Weight and Length, 
 As thefe vaft Beams exprefs the Beaft, 
 Whofe fhadow Brows alive they drefs'd. 
 O fertile Head, which ev'ry Year 
 Could fuch a Crop of Wonder bear! 
 Which, might it never have been caft, 
 Each Year's Growth added to the laft, 
 Thefe lofty Branches had fupply'd 
 The Earth's bold Sons prodigious Pride; 
 Heav'n with thefe Engines had been fcal'd, 
 When Mountains heap'd on Mountains fail'd. Wall 
 
 STANDARD. 
 
 He from the glitt'ring Staff unfuri'd 
 Th 1 Imperial Enfign, which, full high advane'd, 
 Shone like a Meteor ftreaming to the Wind, 
 With Gems and Golden Luflre which emblaz'd 
 Seraphick Arms and Trophies ! all the while 
 Sonorous Metal blowing martial Sounds, 
 All in a Moment thro' the Gloom were feen. 
 Ten thou&nd Banners rife into the Air, 
 With orient Colours waving. milt* 
 
 He wav'd his R.oyal Banner in the Wind, 
 Where, in an argent Field, the God of War 
 Was drawn triumphant on his iron Car ; 
 Red was his Sword, and Shield, and whole Attire, 
 And all the Godhead feem'd to glow with Fire : 
 Ev'n the Ground glitter'd where the Standard flew, (cj? Are. 
 And the green Grafs was dy'd to ianguine Hiew. Dryd. Pal. 
 
 S T A R S, 
 
Stars. 
 
 STARS. See Creation, S - 
 The Sparks oi~ Light", 
 The Gems that fhine in the blew Ring o f'Heav 1 . 
 The Gems of Heav'n, that gild Night's fable Throne. I 
 
 ( 
 The Moon's itarry'Train. Mi.t. 
 
 His marfhal'd Clouds, to intercept the Light, 
 Seal up the Stars, the twinkling Eyes of Night. Blue. 
 
 With Orbs of Light he inlays all the Spheres, 
 And liuds the fable Night with filver Stars. B/ac. 
 
 He fpreads the pure cerulean Fields on high, 
 And arch'd the Chambers of the vaulted Sky ; 
 Which he, to fuit their Glory with their Height, 
 Adorn' d with Globes that reel as drunk with Light: 
 His Hand directed all the tuneful Spheres, 
 He turn'd their Orbs, and polifti'd all the Stars. B/ac. 
 
 As when the Stars in their ethereal Race, "9 
 
 At length have roll'd around the liquid Space, > 
 
 At certain Periods they refume their Place, 3 
 
 From the fame Point of Heav'n their Courfe advance, 
 And move in Meafures of their former Dance* Dryd. 
 
 Morning- Star. 
 
 Guide of the ftarry Flock. 
 
 Faireit of Stars, Jail of the Train of Night, 
 If better thou belong not to the Dawn ; 
 Sure Pledge of Day, that crown'it the fmiling Morn 
 With thy bright Circlet. Milt. 
 
 So from the Seas exerts his radiant Head, 
 The Star by whom the Lights of Heav'n are led ; 
 Shakes from his rofy Locks the pearly Dews, 
 Difpeis the Darknefs, and the Day renews. Dryd. Virg. 
 
 Evening- Star. 
 
 Bright He/per us, that leads the {tarry Train; 
 Whole Office is to bring 
 Twilight upon the Earth : Short Arbiters 
 'Twixt Day and Night. Mi/t. 
 
 Falling-Star. See Archers, Pbi/ofopby. 
 
 The feeming Stars fall headlong from the Skies, 
 And mooting thro' the Darknefs gild the Night. Milt. 
 
 With fweeping Glories, and long Trails of Light. Dryd. Virg. 
 
 The (hooting Stars end all in purple Jellies. Dryd.Ocdip. 
 
 STATUES, 
 
20 6 Statues. Stocks and Whipping- Poft. 
 
 STATUES. See Sculpture. 
 
 Statues that Skill inimitable fhow'd, 
 In beauteous Order on the Terras flood : 
 They fhow'd indeed, but yet fuch Life did {how, 
 Spectators wonder'd why they did not go. Blae. 
 
 He carv'd in Iv'ry fuch a Maid, fo fair, 
 As Nature could not with his Art compare ; 
 Were fhe to work but in her own Defence, 
 Muft take her Pattern here, and copy hence. 
 Pleas'd with his Idol, he commends, admires, 
 Adores; and M, the Thing ador'd defires. 
 A very Virgin in her Face was feen, 
 And had fhe mov'd, a living Maid had been. 
 One would have thought fhe could have ftirr'd, but flrove 
 With Modefly, and was afham'd to move. 
 Art hid with Art, fo well perform'd the Cheat, 
 It caught the Carver with his own Deceit; 
 He knows 'tis Madnefs, yet he muft adore. 
 And fiill the more he knows it, loves the more. Dryd.Ov'uL 
 
 [Spoken by Pygmalion.] 
 
 STOCKS and WHIPPING-POST. 
 
 At farther End o'th' Town there ftands 
 An ancient Caftle that commands 
 Th' adjacent Part : In all the Fabrick 
 You (hall not fee one Stone, nor a Brick ; 
 But all of Wood, by pow'rful Spell 
 Of Magick made impregnable. 
 There's neither Iron Bar, nor Gate, 
 Portcullis, Chain, nor Bolt, nor Grate: 
 And yet Men Durance there abide, 
 In Dungeon fcarce three Inches wide ; 
 With Roof fo low, that under it 
 They never fland but lie or fit; 
 And yet {o foul, that whofo is in, 
 Is to the Middle-Leg in Prifon, 
 In Circle Magical confin'd 
 With Walis of fubtile Air and Wind, 
 Which none are able to break thorough 
 Until they're freed by Head of Borough. 
 Near th'outward Wall of this there Hands 
 A Baltile, built t'im prifon Hands : 
 
 By 
 
Stork. Storm. 207 
 
 By flrange Enchantment made to fetter 
 
 The lefler Parts, and free the greater ; 
 
 For tho' the Body may creep through, 
 
 The Hands in Gate are fall enow. 
 
 And when a Circle 'bout the Wrift 
 
 Is made by Beadle Exorcift, 
 
 The Body feels the Spur and Switch, 
 
 As if 'twere ridden Poll by Witch, 
 
 At twenty Miles an Hour Pace, 
 
 And yet ne'er ftirs out of the Place. Hud. 
 
 For as the Antients heretofore 
 To Honour's Temple had no Door, 
 But that which thorough Virtue's lay ; 
 So from this Dungeon there's no Way 
 To honour'd Freedom, but by paffing 
 That other virtuous School of Lafhing ; 
 Where Knights are kept in narrow Lifts, 
 With wooden Lockers 'bout their Wrifts; 
 This fuffer'd they are fet at large, 
 And free'd with hon'rable Difcharge. 
 Then in their Robes the Penitentials 
 Are ftraight prefented with Credentials; 
 And on their Way attended on 
 By Magiftrates of ev'ry Town, 
 And all Refpect and Charges paid, 
 They're to their ancient Seats convey'd. Hud. 
 
 STORK. 
 
 As when the Storks prepare to change their Clime, 
 The long-neck'd Nation in the Air fublime, 
 Wheeling, and tow'ring up in Circles fly, 
 And with their cackling Cries difturb the Sky. 
 In ling'ring Clouds they hang, and leifure give 
 For all the feather'd People to arrive : 
 To th' airy Rendezvous all hafte away, 
 And their known Leader's noify Call obey. 
 Then through the Heav'ns their tracklefs Flight they take, 
 And for new Worlds their prefent Seats forfake. Blac. 
 
 STORM. 
 
 Oft have T feen a fudden Storm arife 
 From all the warring Winds that fweep the Skies; 
 The heavy Harveft from the Root is torn, 
 And whirl'd aloft the lighter Stubble borne ; 
 
 With 
 
2o8 Storm. 
 
 With fuch a Force the flying Rack is driVn,. 
 
 And fuch a Winter wears the Face of Heav'n f 
 
 And oft whole Sheets defcended of fluicy Rain, 
 
 Suck'd by the fpungy Clouds from off the Main : 
 
 The lofty Skies at once come pouring down, 
 
 The prormYd Crop and golden Labours drown; 
 
 The Dikes are filPd, and with a roaring Sound "^ 
 
 The rifing Rivers float the nether Ground, > 
 
 And Rocks the bellowing Noife of boiling Seas rebound. 3 
 
 The Father of the Gods his Glory fhrowds, 
 
 Involv'd in Tempefts and a Night of Clouds ; 
 
 And, from the middle Darknefs flaming out, 
 
 By Fits he deals his firy Bolts about. 
 
 Earth feels the Motions of her angry God, "7 
 
 Her Entrails tremble and her Mountains nod, > 
 
 And flying Beafts in Forefts feck Abode. Dryd. Vlrg. y 
 
 Now gathering Clouds the Day begin to drown, 
 Their threat'ning Fronts thro' all the Horizon frown: 
 Their fwagging Wombs low in the Air depend, 
 Which ftruggling Flames and in-bred Thunder rend. 
 The ftrongeft Winds their Breath and Vigour prove, 
 And thro' the Heav'ns th* unweildly Tempeft fhove; 
 O'er charg'd with Stores of Heav'n's Artillery, 
 They groan, and pant, and labour up the Sky. 
 Impending Ruin does the Sailor fcare, 
 Rolling and wall'wing thro' th' incumber'd Air: 
 Loud Thunder, livid Flames, and Stygian Night, 
 Compounded Horrors, all the Deep affright ! 
 Rent Clouds a Medly of Deftruction fpout, 
 And throw their dreadful Entrails round about : 
 Tempefts of Fire, and Cataracls of Rain, 
 Unnat'ral Friendfhip make t'afflift the Main. 
 Prefs'd by incumbent Storms, the Billows rife, 
 Climb o'er the Rocks, and foam amid the Skies ; 
 Then falling lower than before they rofe, 
 The fecret Horrors of the Deep difciofe : 
 Purfu'd by conq'ring Winds, they fly and roar, 
 And crow'd, and headlong run again ft the Shore. 
 This Orb's wide Frame with the Convulfion fhakes, 
 Oft opens in the Storm, and often cracks. 
 Horror, Amazement, and Defpair, appear 
 In all the hideous Forms that Mortals fear. Blac 
 
 Either Tropick now 
 "Can thunder; At both Ends of Heav'n, the Clouds, 
 
 From 
 
Storm. 209 
 
 From many a horrid Rift abortives, pour'd 
 Fierce Rain with Lightning mix'd, Water with Fire 
 In ruin reconeil'd. Dreadful was the Rack, 
 As Earth and Sky would mingle. Nor yet flept the Winds 
 Within their ftony Caves, but rufh'd abroad 
 From the four Hinges of the World, and fell 
 On the vex'd Wildernefs, whofe tailed Pines, 
 Tho' rooted deep as high, and fturdieft Oaks, 
 Bow'd their ftifF Necks, loaden with flormy Blafts, 
 Or torn up fheer. Milt. 
 
 Heav'n's cryftal Battlements to Pieces dam'd, 
 
 In Storms of Hail were downward hurl'd ; 
 
 Loud Thunder roar'd, red Lightning flafh'd, 
 And univerfal Uproar fill'd the World. 
 
 Torrents of Water, Floods of Flame, 
 From Heav'n in fighting Ruins came. 
 At once the Hills, that to the Clouds afpire, 
 
 WerewauYd withRain,and fcorch'd with Fire. Blac. 
 Thus Storms, let loofe, 
 Do rive the Trunks of talleft Cedars down, 
 Tear from their Tops the loaded pregnant Vine, 
 And kill the tender Flow'rs, but yet half blown : 
 But having no more Fury left in Store, ~j 
 
 HeavVs Face grows clear, the Storm is heard no more, > 
 And Nature fmiles as gayly as before. Otm.Cai. Mar. 3 
 
 On the Storm that preceded the Death 0/* Oliver Cromwel. 
 
 We rauft refign ! Heav'n his great Soul does claim, 
 In Storms as loud as his immortal Fame : 
 His dying Groan?, his lall Breath, fhakes our Ifle, 
 And Trees uncut fall for his funVal Pile ; 
 About his Palace their broad Roots are toft 
 Into the Air : So Romulus was ]o(\. ! 
 New Rome in fuck a Tempeft mifs'd her King, 
 And from obeying fell to worshipping : 
 On Oeta's Top thus Hercules lay dead, 
 With ruin'd Oaks and Pines about him fpread. 
 Nature her felf took Notice of his Death, 
 And, fighing, fwell'd the Sea with fuch a Breath, 
 That to remoteil Shores her Billows roll'd, 
 The approaching Fate of their great Ruler told. Wall. 
 
 Storm 
 
210 Storm at Sea. 
 
 Storm at Sea. 
 
 Now like a firy Meteor funk the Sun ; 
 The Promife of a Storm ! the fhifting Gales 
 Forfakeby Fits, and fill the flagging Sails. 
 Hoarfe Murmurs of the Main from far were heard, 
 And Night came on, not by Degrees prepaid, 
 But all at once: At once the Winds arife, 
 The Thunders roll, the forky Lightning flies: 
 In vain the Mailer iffues out Commands; 
 In vain the trembling Sailors ply their Hands : 
 The Tempeft unforefeen prevents their Care, 
 And from the firft they labour in Defpair. 
 The giddy Ship, between the Winds and Tides 
 Forc'd back and forwards, in a Circle rides, 
 Stunn'd with the different Blows ; then fhoots amain, 
 Till, counterbufPd, fhe Hops, and fleeps again. 
 
 And now, with Sails declin'd, 
 The wand'ring Veflel drove before the Wind; 
 Tofs'd, and re-tofs'd aloft, and then alow ; 
 Nor Port they feek, nor certain Courfe they know, 
 But ev'ryMoment wait the coming Blow. Dryd.Cym.& Ipb. 
 
 Then o'er our Heads defcends a Burft of Rain, 
 And Night with fable Clouds involves the Main : 
 The ruffling Winds the foamy Billows raife ; 
 The fcatter'd Fleet is forc'd to feveral Ways : 
 The Face of Heav'n is ravifh'd from our Eyes, 
 And in redoubled Peals the roaring Thunder flies. 
 Caft from our Courfe, we wander in the Dark, 
 Nor Stars to guide, nor Point of Land to mark : 
 Ev'n Palinurus no Diftinclion found (Dryd. Virg. 
 
 Between the Night and Day, fuch Darknefs reign'd around. 
 
 Thus when a black-brow'd Guft begins to rife, ^ 
 
 White Foam at firll on the curl'd Ocean fries ; V» 
 
 Then roars the Main, the Billows mount the Skies: 3 
 Till, by the Fury of the Storm full blown, 
 The muddy Bottom o'er the Clouds is thrown. Dryd. Virg, 
 
 The furious Winds the fwelling Surges beat, 
 And rowze old Ocean from his peaceful Seat. 
 The raging Seas in high ridg'd Mountains rife, 
 And caft their angry Foam againft the Skies ; 
 1 hen gape fo deep, that Day-light Hell invades, 
 And (hoots grey Dawning thro' th' affrighted Shades. 
 
 Low- 
 
 1 
 
Storm and Shipwreck, 211 
 
 Low-bellying Clouds foon intercept the Light, 
 
 And o'er the Sailors fpread a Noon-day Night. 
 
 Exploded Thunder tears the embowell'd Sky, 
 
 And fulph'rous Flames a difmal Day fupply. Blat* 
 
 To Heav'n aloft on ridgy Waves we ride, 
 Then down to Hell defcend when they divide ; 
 And thrice our Galleys knock' d the ftony Ground, "7 
 
 And thrice the hollow Rocks return'd the Sound,( Dry.Fir. > 
 And thrice we faw the Stars, that flood with Dews around. 3 
 
 A fudden Storm did from the South arife, 
 And horid Black began to hang the Skies. 
 By flow Advances loaded Clouds afcend, 
 And crofs the Air their low'ring Front extend. 
 HeavVs loud Artillery began to play, 
 And Wrath Divine in dreadful Peals convey. 
 Darknefs and raging Winds their Terrors join, 
 And Storms of Rain with Storms of Fire combine. 
 Some run afhore upon the Ihoaly Land ; 
 Some perifh by the Rocks, fome by the Sand. Blac, 
 
 Storm and Shipwreck. 
 
 Then JBolus hurl'd againft the Mountain Side 
 His quiv'ring Spear, and all the God apply 'd. 
 The raging Winds run thro' the hollow Wound, 
 And dance aloft in Air, and skim along the Ground ; 
 Then fettling on the Sea, the Surges fweep, 
 Raife liquid Mountains, and difclofe the Deep. 
 South, Eaft, and Weft, with mix'd Confufion roar, 
 And roll the foaming Billows to the Shore, 
 The Cables crack, the Sailors fearful Cries f 
 
 Afcend, and fable Night involves the Skies, •» 
 
 And Heav'n it felf is ravifh'd from our Eyes. 3 
 
 Loud Peals of Thunder from the Poles enfue ; 
 Then flafhing Fires the tranfient Light renew. 
 The Face of Things a frightful Image bears, 
 And prefent Death in^arious Forms appears. 
 Fierce Boreas drives againfl the flying Sails, 
 And rends the Sheets; the raging Billows rife, 
 And mount the tofling Veflels to the Skies. 
 Nor can the fhiv'ring Oars fuflain the Blow, 
 The Galley gives her Side, and turns her Prow ; 
 While thofe 3-flern, defcending down the Steep, 
 Thro' gaping Waves behold the boiling Deep. 
 
 Three 
 
212 Storm at Sea. 
 
 Three Ships were hurry'd by the fouthern Blafl, 
 And on the fecret Shelves with Fury call ; 
 Three more fierce Eurus, in his angry Mood, 
 DanYdon the (hallows of the moving Sand, 
 And, in Mid-ocean, left them moor'd aland. 
 From Stem to Stem one was by Waves o'erborne; 
 The trembling Pilot, from the Rudder torn, 
 Was headlong hurlM: The Ship thrice round was toft. 
 Then bulg'd at once, and in the Deep was loft ; 
 And here and there above the Waves were feen 
 Arms, Pidlures, precious Goods, and floating Men. 
 The ilouteft VefTel to the Storm gave Way, 
 And fuck'd thro 1 Ioofen'd Plank, the rufhing Sea. 
 
 The Ships, with gaping Seams, 
 Admit the Deluge of the briny Streams. Dryd. Virg, 
 
 And now a Breeze from Shore began to blow, 
 The Sailors (hip their Oars and ceafe to row ; 
 Then hoift their Yards a-trip, and all their Sails 
 Let fall, to court the Wind, and catch the Gales. 
 By this the Veflel half her Courfe had run, 
 And as much relied till the fetting Sun. 
 Both Shores were loft to Sight, when at the Clofe 
 Of Day, a differ Gale at Eaftarofe: 
 The Sea grew white, the rolling Waves from far, 
 Like Heralds, firll denounce the wat'ry War. 
 This feen, the Mailer foon began to cry, 
 Strike, llrike the Top-fail, let the Main-fheet fly, 
 And furl your Sails : The Winds repel the Sound, 
 And in the Speaker's Mouth the Speech is drown' d ; 
 Yet of their own Accord, as Danger taught, 
 Each in his Way, officioufly they wrought ; 
 Some flow their Oars, or flop the leaky Sides ; 
 Another, bolder yet, the Yards bellrides, 
 And folds the Sails ; a Fourth, with Labour, laves 
 Th' intruding Seas, and Waves ejecls on Waves. 
 In this Gonfuiion, while their Work they ply, 
 The Winds augment the Winter of tne Sky, 
 And wage inteiline Wars; the fufF'ring Seas 
 Are tofs'd and mingled as their Tyrants pleafe. 
 The Mailer would command, but, in Defpair 
 Of Safety, Hands amaz'd with flupid Care; 
 Nor what to bid or what forbid he knows, * 
 Th' ungovern'd Tempell to fuch Fury grows : 
 Vam is his Force, and vainer is his Skill, 
 Wich fiich a Concourfe comes the Flood of 111: The 
 
Storm. 213 
 
 The Cries of Men afe mix'd with rattling Shrouds ; 
 
 Seas dafh on Seas, and Clouds encounter Clouds. 
 
 At once from Eafi to Weft, from Pole to Pole, 
 
 The forky Lightnings flafh, the roaring Thunders roll. 
 
 Now Waves, on Waves afcending, fcale the Skies, 
 
 And in the Fires above the Waters fries. 
 
 When yellow Sands are fifted from below, 
 
 The glittering Billows give a golden Show; 
 
 And when the fouler Bottom fpews the Black, 
 
 The Stygian Dye the tainted Waters take: 
 
 Then frothy White appear the flatted Seas, 
 
 And change their Colour, changing their Difeafe. 
 
 Like various Fits the beaten Veflel finds, 
 
 And now, fublime, fhe rides upon the Winds ; 
 
 As from a lofty Summit looks from high, 
 
 And from the Clouds beholds the nether Sky. 
 
 Now from the Depth of Hell they lift their Sight, 
 
 And at a Diftance fee fuperiour Light: 
 
 The lafhing Billows make a loud Report, 
 
 And Beat her Sides, as battering Rams a Fort; 
 
 Or as a Lion, bounding in his Way, 
 
 "With force augmented, bears againft his Prey, 
 
 Sidelong to feize ; or, unappal'd with Fear, 
 
 Springs on the Toils, and ru(hes on the Spear : 
 
 So Seas, impell'd by Winds, with added PovvV, 
 
 Aflault the Sides, and o'er the Hatches tow'r. 
 
 The Planks, their pitchy Cov'ring walh'd away, 
 
 Now yield, and now a yawning Breach difplay. 
 
 The roaring Waters with a hoilile Tide 
 
 Rufti thro' the Ruins of her gaping Side. 
 
 Mean Time in Sheeets of Rain the Sky defcends. 
 
 And Ocean, fwell'd with Waters, upwards tends. 
 
 One rifing, falling one, the Heav'ns and Sea 
 
 Meet at their Confines in the middle Way. 
 
 The Sails are drunk with Show'rs, and drop with Rain, 
 
 Sweet Waters mingle with the briny Main. 
 
 No Star appears to lend his friendly Light : 
 
 Darknefs and Tempeft make a double Night. 
 
 But flaming Fires difclofe the deep by Turns; 
 
 And while the Lightnings blaze, the Water burns. 
 
 Now all the Waves their fcatter'd Force unite; 
 
 And, as a Soldier, foremoft in the Fight, 
 
 Makes Way for others ; and, an Hoft alone, 
 
 Still prefles on, and urging gains the Town : 
 
214 Storm. 
 
 So while the invading Billows come a-hreaft, 
 
 The Hero tenth, advanc'd before the reft, 
 
 Sweeps all before him with impetuous Sway, 
 
 And from the Walls defcends upon the Prey i 
 
 Part foll'wing enter, Part remain without, 
 
 With Envy hear their Fellows conq'ring Shout, 
 
 And mount on others Backs, in hope to (hare 
 
 The City, thus become the Seat of War. 
 
 An univerfal Cry refounds aloud, 
 
 The Sailors run in Heaps, a helplefs Croud: 
 
 Art fails, and Courage falls ; no Succour near ; 
 
 As many Waves, as many Deaths appear. 
 
 One weeps, and yet defpairs of late Relief; 
 
 One cannot weep, his Fears congeal his Grief; 
 
 But, ftupid, with dry Eyes expects his Fate : 
 
 One with loud Shrieks laments his loft Eilate, 
 
 And calls thofe happy whom their fun'rals wait. 
 
 This Wretch with Pray'rs and Vows the Gods implores, 
 
 And ev'n the Skies, he cannot fee, adores ; 
 
 That other on his Friends his Thoughts beftows, 
 
 His careful Father, and his faithful Spoufe. 
 
 The covetous Worldling, in his anxious Mind, 
 
 Thinks only on the Wealth he left behind. 
 
 All Ceyx his Alcyone imploys ; 
 
 For her he grieves, yet in her Abfence joys. 
 
 His Wife he wifhes, and would Hill be near, 
 
 Not her with him, but wifhes him with her. 
 
 Now with laft Looks he feeks his native Shore, 
 
 Which Fate has deftin'd him to fee no more ; 
 
 He fought, but in the dark tempeftuous Night, 
 
 He knew not whither to direct his Sight. 
 
 So whirl the Seas, fuch Darknefs blinds the Sky, 
 
 That the black Night receives a deeper Dye. 
 
 The giddy Ship ran round; the Tempeft tore 
 
 Her Mail, and over-board the Rudder bore. 
 
 One Billow mounts, and, with a fcornful Brow, 
 
 Proud of her Conqueit gain'd, infults the Waves below; 
 
 Nor lighter falls than if fome Giant tore 
 
 Pyndus and Athos with the Freight they bore, 
 
 And tofs'd on Seas ; prefs'd with the pond'rous Blow, 
 
 Down finks the Ship, within th' Abyfs below : 
 
 Down with the VelTel fink into the Main 
 
 The Many, never more to rife again. 
 
 Some 
 
Stream, 2 1 5 
 
 Some few on fcatterM Planks, with fruitlefs Care, 
 
 Lay hold, and fwim ; but, while they fwim, defpair. 
 
 Ev'n he, who late a Sceptre did command, 
 
 Now grafps a floating Fragment in his Hand ; 
 
 And while he ftruggles on the ftormy Main, 
 
 Invokes his Father, and his Wife's in vain : . 
 
 But yet his Confort is his greateft Care, 
 
 Alcyone he names amidft his Pray'r: 
 
 Names as a Charm againfl the Waves and Wind ; 
 
 Molt in his Mouth, and ever in his Mind. 
 
 Tir'd with his Toil, all Hopes of Safety pad, 
 
 From Prayers to Wifties he defcends at laft; 
 
 That his dead Body, wafted to the Sands, 
 
 Might have its Burial from her friendly Hands. 
 
 As oft as he can catch a Gulp of Air, 
 
 And peep above the Seas, he names the Fair; 
 
 And ev'n when plung'd beneath, on her he raves, 
 
 Murm'ring Alcyone below the Waves. 
 
 At laft a falling Billow flops his Breath, 
 
 Breaks o'er his Head, and whelms him underneath.Dry^.Oc/V. 
 
 STREAM. See Brooks, Bufinefu Country-Life. 
 
 The Stream is fo tnnfparent, pure, and clear, 
 That had the felf-enamour'd Youth gaz'd here, 
 So fatally deceiv'd he had not been, 
 While he the Bottom, not his Face had feen. Denb. 
 
 Hard by, a Stream did with that Softnefs creep, 
 As 'twere by its own Murmurs hu(h'd afleep. Old. 
 
 Clofe by a foftly murm'ring Stream, 
 Where Lovers us'd to loll and dream. 
 
 Sometimes, mifguided by the tuneful Throng, 
 I look for Streams immortaliz'd in Song, 
 That loft in Silence and Oblivion lie, 
 (Dumb are their Fountains, and their Chanels dry,) 
 Yet run for ever by the Mufes Skill, 
 And in thq, fmooth Defcription murmur ftill. Add. 
 
 Thus a tame Stream does wild and dang'rous grow 
 By unjuft Force; He now with wanton Play 
 KifTes the fmiling Banks, and glides away : 
 But his known Chanel ftopp'd, begins to roar, 
 And fwell with Rage ; 
 His mutinous Waters hurry to the War, 
 And Troops of Waves conies rolling from afar : 
 
 Then 
 
2 1 6 Strength. Style. 
 
 Then fcorns he fuch weak Stops to free his Source, 
 
 And over-runs the neighboring Fields with violent Force. CewL 
 
 So the pure limpid Stream, when foul with Stains 
 Of rufhing Torrents, and defcending Rains, 
 Works it ielf clear, and, as it runs, refines, 
 Till by Degrees the cryftal Mirrour fhines : 
 Reflects each Flow'r that on its Borders grows, 
 And a new Heav'n in its fair Bofom mows, Add. Cato. 
 
 Th' innocent Stream, as it in Silence goes, 
 Frefh Honours, and a fudden Spring beftows, 
 On both its Banks, to ev'ry Flow'r and Tree. Cowl. 
 
 rg. 
 
 i 
 
 STRENGTH. 
 
 Compos'd of mighty Bones and Brawn, he Hands 
 A goodly tow 'ring Object on the Sands. Dryd. Virg. 
 
 His brawny Back, and ample Breaft he (hows, 
 His lifted Arms around his Head he throws, 
 And deals in whittling Air his empty Blows. Dryd. Virg 
 We met in Fight; I know him to my Coft, 
 With what a whirling Force his Lance he tofs'd ! 
 Heav'ns ! what a Spring was in his Arms to throw ! 
 How high he held his Shield, and rofe at ev'ry Blow f 
 Had Troy produc'd two more his Match in Alight, 
 They would have chang'd the Fortune of the Fight : 
 Th' Invafion of the Greeks had been return'd. 
 Our Empire walled, and our Cities burn'd. Dnd. Virg. 
 
 (Diomedes fays it ofJEnezs.] 
 
 But what is Strength without a double Share 
 Of Wifdom ? vaft, unwieldy, burthenibme : 
 Proudly fecure, yet liable to fall 
 By weakeft Subtilties ; Strength's not made to rule, 
 But to fubferve, where Wifdom bears Command. Milt. 
 If thou haft Strength, 'twas Heav'n that Strength beftow'd ; 
 For know, vain Alan, thy Valour is from God. Pope Horn. 
 
 STYLE. See Eloquence, Poet, Rher^Verfe. 
 His candid Style like a clear Stream does Hide, 
 And his bright Fancy all the way 
 Does like the Sun fhine on it play, 
 It does like Thames, the belt of Rivers, glide ; 
 Where the God does not rudely overturn, 
 But gently pour the cryftal Urn, 
 And with judicious Hands does the whole Torrent guide ; 
 
 'Thas 
 
Styx. Suhjeft. 217 
 
 *T has all the Beauties Nature can impart. 
 
 And all the comely Drefs, without the Paint of Art. Cr.v!. 
 
 Thy even Thoughts with fo much Plainnefs flow, 
 Their Senfe untutor'd Infancy may know ; 
 Yet to fuch Height in all that Plainnefs wrought, 
 Wit may admire, and lettered Pride be taught. 
 
 Eafy in words thy Style, in Senfe fublime, 
 On its bleft Steps each Age and Sex may rife ; 
 
 'Tis like the Ladder in the Patriarch's Dream, 
 Its Foot on Earth, its Height beyond the Skies. Prbr* 
 
 STTX. Bee Hell. 
 
 The Tund'rer laid : 
 And fhook the facred Honours of his Head, 
 Attefting Styx, th' inviolable Flood, "> 
 
 And the black Region of his Brother God : Dryd. Vlrg. > 
 Trembled thePoles of Heaven,and Earth confefs'd theNod. 3 
 
 To feal his facred Vow, by Styx he fwore, - 
 The Lake of liquid Pitch, the dreary Shore; 
 And Pblegetons unnavigable Flood : (^ifg* 
 
 He faid; and fliook the Skies with his imperial Nod. Dryd* 
 
 SUBJECT. See King. 
 
 We are but Subjects, Maximus ; Obedience 
 To what is done, and Grief to what's ill done, 
 Is all we can call ours. The Hearts of Princes 
 Are like the Temples of the Gods ; pure Incenfe, 
 Till fome unhallow'd Hands defile their Ofr 'rings, 
 Burns ever there : we muft not put it out, 
 Becaufe the Priefts who touch thofe Sweets, are wicked: 
 We dare net, deareit Friend ; nay more, we cannot, 
 While we confider whofe we are, and how, 
 To what Laws bound, much more to what Lawgiver; 
 While Majefty is made to be obey'd, 
 And not inquir'd into. Rocb. Valent. 
 
 *• Was it for me to prop 
 
 The Ruins of a falling Majefty ? 
 To place my felf beneath the mighty Flaw, 
 Thus to be crufh'd and pounded into Atoms 
 By its o'erwhelming Weight : 'Tis too prefuming 
 For Subjects to preferve that wilful Pow'r, 
 Which courts its own Deitruclion. prjii/. All for Lwi 
 
 The Elephant is never won with Anger, 
 Nor mull that Man who would reclaim a Lion, 
 
 Vol. 1L K 
 
2 1 8 Succefs. 
 
 Take him by the Teeth. 
 
 Ourhonelt Actions, and the Truth, that breaks, 
 
 Like Morning, from our Service, chafte arid blufhing, 
 
 Is that which pulls a Prince back : Then he Tees, 
 
 And not till then truly repents his Errors. RQcb.Vaknt.' 
 
 Subjects are ftifF-neck'd Animals, they foon 
 Feel flacken'd Reins, and throw the Rider down. Dryd.Aur, 
 
 Subjects like thefe are feldom feen, 
 Who not forfook me at. my greatefl Need, 
 .Nor for bafe Lucre fold their Loyalty; 
 But fhar'd my Dangers to the lall Event, 
 And fenc'd them with their own. Dryd. Don. Seb, 
 
 He who his Prince too blindly does obey, 
 To keep his Faith, his Virtue throws away. Dryd.Ind.Emp* 
 
 SUCCESS. 
 
 Succefs, the Mark no mortal Wit, 
 Or fureft Hand, can always hit ? 
 For whatfoe'er we perpetrate, 
 We do but row, we're fleer' d by Fate. 
 Which in Succefs oft difinheiits, 
 For fpurious Caufes, nobleft Merits : 
 Great Actions are not always true Sons 
 Of great and mighty Refolutions: 
 Nor do the bold'ft. Attempts bring forth 
 Events, Hill equal to their Worth. 
 But fometimes fail, and in their Head 
 Fortune and Cowardice fucceed. Hud. 
 
 For Falling is no Shame, 
 And Cowardice alone is Lofs of Fame : 
 The vent'rous Knight is from the Saddle thrown, 
 But 'tis the Fault of Fortune, not his own. 
 If Crowns and Palms the conq'ring Side adorn, 
 The Victor under better Stars was born ; 
 The brave Man feeks not popular Applaufe, 
 Nor, over-power'd with Arms, deferts his Caufe; 
 Unchanged, tho' foil'd, he does the bcft he can? 
 Force is of Brutes, but Honour is of Man. Dryd. Pa/. & Arc'. 
 
 'Tis Man's bold Task the gen'rous Strife to try ; 
 But in the Hands of God is Victory. Pope Horn, 
 
 If he that is in Battle flain, 
 Be in the Bed of Honour lain ; 
 Sure he that's beaten may be faid 
 To lie in Honour's Truckle-bed. Hud. 
 
 Virtue 
 
Summer. Sun. 219 
 
 Virtue witkout Succefe 
 Is a fair Pi&ure (hewn by an ill Light : 
 But lucky Men are Favourites of Heaven. Dryd.Spaa&ry. 
 All own the Chief, when Fortune own the Caufe. Dryd. 
 
 (Pal. & Arc. 
 For all Affe&fons wait on profpVous Fame : 
 Not he that climbs, but he that falls, meets Shame. How. 
 
 SUMMER. See Tear. 
 The Sun is in the Lion mounted high, 
 
 The Syrian Star 
 
 Barks from afar, 
 And with his fultry Breath infects the Sky : 
 The Ground below is parchM, the Heav'ns above us fry. 
 
 The Shepherd drives',his fainting Flock 
 
 Beneath the Covert of a Rock ; 
 
 And feeks refrefhing Riv'lets nigh; 
 
 The Sy Ivans to their Shades retire; (quire, 
 
 Thofe very Shades and Streams, new Shades and Streams re- 
 And want a cooling Breath of Wind to fan the raging Fire. 
 At Noon of Day, [Dryd. Virg. 
 
 The Sun with fultry Beams began to play; 
 Now Syritts moots a fiercer Flame from high, 
 When with his Pois'nous Breath he blafts the Sky : 
 Then droop'd the fading Flow'rs, (their Beauty fled) ~> 
 And clos'd their fickly Eyes and hung their Head, > 
 
 And, riveFd up with Heat, lay dying in their Bed. 3 
 
 The Ladies gafp'd, and fcarcely could refpire ; 
 The Breath they drew, no longer Air, but Fire. 
 The fainty Knights were fcorch'd. Dryd. Chauc.7he FIozv. 
 
 (and the Leaf. 
 The fultry Dog-Star from the Sky 
 Scorch'd Indian Swains, the rivePd Grafs was dry : 
 The Sun with flaming Arrows pierc'd the Flood, 
 And, darting to the Bottom, bak'd the Mud. Dryd. Virg. 
 
 SUN. See Creation, Light. 
 O you, bright Orb, that roll 
 From Eajl to Weft, and view from Pole to Pole. Pope Horn. 
 O Sun ! of this great World both Eye and Soul. Milt* 
 Oh thou ! that with furpaffing Glory crown'd, 
 Look'ft from thy fole Dominion, like the God 
 Of this great World, at whofe Sight ail the Stars 
 Hide their diminifVd Heads ; MUt. 
 K z ^ k - 
 
220 Sun. 
 
 The golden Sun, in Splendor likeft Heav'n, 
 (Aloof the vulgar Conitellations thick, 
 That from his lordly Eye keep Diitance due) 
 Difpenfes Light from far : They, as they move 
 Their ilarry Dance, in Numbers that compute 
 Days, Months, and Years, tow'rds his all-chearing Lamp 
 Turn fwift their various Motions, or are turn'd 
 By his Magnetick Beam, that gently warms 
 The Univerfe ; and to each inward Part, 
 With gentle Penetration, tho 1 unfeen, 
 Shoots invifible Virtue ev'n to the Deep. Milt* 
 
 Mark how the lufty Sun falutes the Spring, 
 And gently kifles ev'ry Thing : 
 His loving Beams unlock each Maiden Flow'r, 
 Search all the Treafures, all the Sweets devour; 
 
 Then on the Earth with Bridegroom Heat, 
 He does ftill new Flow'rs beget. Cozvh 
 
 The glorious Ruler of the Morning, fo 
 But looks on Flow'rs, and flrait they grow; 
 And when his Beams their Light unfold, 
 Ripens the dulleft Earth, and warms it into Gold. 
 The felf-fame Sun 
 At once does flow and fwiftly run : 
 Swiftly his daily Journey goes, 
 But treads his annual with a ftatelier Pace, 
 
 And does three hundred Rounds inclofe 
 Within one yearly Circle's Space ; 
 At once with double Courfe, in the fame Sphere,' 
 
 He runs the Day, and walks the Year. Cozot. 
 
 Thus the great Lamp, by which the Globe is ble£, 
 Con Rant in Toil, and ignorant of Reft, 
 Thro' different Regions does his Courfe purfue, 
 And leaves one World but to revive a new. 
 While by a pleafing Change, the Queen of Night 
 Relieves his Luftre with a milder Light. Stepn* 
 
 So when the Sun by Day, or Moon by Night, 
 Strike on the polifh'd Glafs their trembling Light; 
 The glitt'ring Species here and there divide, 
 And call their dubious Beams from Side to Side ; 
 Now on the Walls, now on the Pavement flay, 
 And to the Ceiling flafh the glaring Day. Dryd. Virg* 
 
 The Disk of ?bcebus> when he climbs on high, 
 Appears at fir ft but as a Blood-fhot Eye ; 
 
 And 
 
Swallow. 221 
 
 And when his Chariot downwards drives to Bed, 
 
 His Ball is with the fame Suffufion red. 
 
 But, mounted high in his meridian Race, 
 
 All bright he mines, and with a better Face. Dryd. Ovid. 
 
 As glorious as the San at Noon, 
 To the admiring Eyes of gazing Mortals, 
 When he beitrides the lazy puffing Clouds, 
 And fails upon the Bofom of the Air. Otzv. Don. Carl. 
 
 Sun-Rifiwg. See Morning. 
 The Sun icarce rifen, 
 With Wheels yet hov'ring o'er the Ocean's Brim, 
 Shot parallel to the Earth his dewy Ray. Milt. 
 
 And now from forth the Chambers of the Main, 
 To fhed his facred Light on Earth again, 
 Arofe the golden Chariot of the Day, 
 And tipt the Mountains with a purple Ray. Pope Horn. 
 
 Soon as the Sun with all-revealing Ray, 
 
 Flam'd in the Front of Heav'n, and gave the Day. Pope Horn. 
 
 Sun jet. See Evening. 
 
 The parting Sun, 
 
 Beyond the Earth's green Cape, and verdant Ifles, 
 
 Hefpertan fets. Milt. 
 
 It was the Time when witty Poets tell, 
 That Phcebm into Tbitii Bofom fell; 
 She blufii'd at firft, and then put out the Light, 
 And drew the modeil Curtains of the Night. Cowl. Hor. 
 
 And now the golden Sun, to mortal Sight 
 Descending fvvifr, roll'd down the radiant Light. Pops Horn: 
 
 The Sun did now to Weftefli Waves retire, 
 In Tides to temper his bright World of Fire. Garth. Ovid. 
 
 The Setting Sun 
 Still leaves a Track of Glory in the Skies. Dryd. Don. Seb. 
 
 S W A L L O W. See Hcrfe-Race. 
 
 As the black Swallow near the Palace plies, 
 O'er empty Courts and under Arches flies ; 
 Now hawks aloft, now skims along the Flood, 
 To fu-nifli her loquacious Neft with Food. Dryd. Virg. 
 
 The Swallows, privileged above the relt 
 Of all the Birds, as Man's familiar Gueft, 
 Purlue the Sun in Summer brisk and boL ? , 
 But wifely (hun the perfecuting Cold. 
 When frowning Skies begin to change their Cher.r, 
 And Time turns up the Wrong Side of the Year. 
 K 3 
 
222 Swan. Szveet. 
 
 They feek a better Heav'n, and warmer Climes; 
 But whether upward to the Moon they go, '? 
 
 Or dream the Winter out in Caves below, [Hind&Pantb. > 
 Or hawk at Flies elfewhere, concerns not us to know. Dryd. } 
 
 S W A N. See Creation. 
 
 The filvcr Swans fail down the watry Road, 
 And graze the floating Herbage of the Flood. Dryd.Virg. 
 
 The Swans that fail along the filver Flood, 
 And dive with MretchingNecks to fearch thzirYooi. Dryd. Firg. 
 
 Like a long Team of fnowy Swans on high, 
 Which clap their Wings, and cleave the liquid Sky : 
 When homeward from their watry Failures borne. 
 They fing, ar.d Afias Lakes their Notes return. Dryd. Vlrg. 
 
 Thus Milk-white Swans in A Cm* watry Plains, 
 Or o'er the Windings of Ca\;lcrs Springs, 
 Stretch their long Necks, and clap their ruftling Wings; 
 Now tow'r aloft, and courfe in airy Rounds; {Hem. 
 
 Now light with Noife, with Noife the Field Rebounds. Pope 
 
 Twelve Swans behold in beauteous Order move, 
 And iloop with clofing Pinions from above; 
 Whom late the Bird tfjove hul drove along, 
 And thro' the Clouds purfu'd the featuring Throng. 
 Now all united in a goodly Team, 
 They skim the Ground, and feek the quiet Stream. 
 See! they with Joy returning clap their Wings, 
 And ride the Circuit of the Skies in Ring9. DrydVirg. 
 
 As rifing Swans 
 Brum with their Wings the falling Drops away, 
 And proudly plough the Waves. Dryd.Don.Scb. 
 
 The fick'ning Swan thus hangs her filver Wing:,, 
 •And, as me droops, her Elegy ihe fings. G/irtb. Ovid. 
 
 SWEET. 
 
 Sweet as the Breath of Morn. Milt. 
 
 Sweeter than Buds unfolded in a Show 1 ! ; 
 Sweet as the Hopes on which itarv'd Lovers feed, 
 Brearrfd in the Whifpers of a yielding Maid. Dm. 
 
 O foft as Bloffoms, and yet Aveeter far ! 
 Sweeter than Incenfe, which to Heav'n afcends, 
 Tho' 'tis preferred there by Angels Hands. Otzv. Don. Car. 
 Sweet as Lovers frefhell Kiffes, 
 Or their riper following Bliffcs. Cfcvl. 
 
 SWIFT. 
 
Swift. Swimming. 223 
 
 SWIFT. See Virago. 
 
 Swift as the Winds, or Scythian Arrows Flight. Dryd. Virg. 
 
 Swift as a fhooting Star that thwarts the Night, Milt: 
 
 Swift as exploded Lightning from the Skies. Blac. 
 
 Swift as the Journeys of the Sight, 
 
 Swift as the Race of Light. CM. 
 
 AjabeU fwifter than the northern Wind, 
 Scarce could the nimble Motion of the Mind 
 Out go his Feet : fo ftrangely wouM he run, 
 That fime it felf perceivM not what was done. 
 Oft o'er the Lawns and Meadows would he pate, 
 His Weight unknown, and harmlefs to the Grafs ; 
 Oft o'er the Sands and hollow Duft would trace, 
 Yet none an Atom trouble or difplace. Co::'. 
 
 I've izen him fwifter run than rtarting Hinds, 
 Nor bent the tender Grafs beneath his Feet : 
 Nay, ev n the Winds with all their Stock of Wing?, 
 Have pufPd behind, as wanting Breath to reach him. LceAUx. 
 
 Not half fo fwift the trembling Doves can fly, 
 Whence the fierce Eagle cleaves the liquid Sky ; 
 Not half fo fwiftly the fierce Eagle moves, 
 When thro 7 the Clouds he drives the trembling Doves. Pc-te. 
 
 SWIMMING. 
 
 I law him beat the Billows under him, 
 And ride upon their Backs: He trod the Water, 
 Whofe Enmity he flung afide, and breailed 
 The moll fwoPn Surge that met him. His bold Head 
 High 'bove the moft contentious Wav*es he kept, 
 And oar'd himielf with his itrong Arms to Shore. Shak. Tem. 
 
 Th'anrighted Behedera, 
 As file ilood trembling on the VeiTel's Side, 
 Was by a Wave wauYd off into the Deep ; 
 When inftantly I piung'd into the Sea, 
 And buffeting the Billows to her Refcue, 
 RedeenTd her Life with half the Lofs of mine. 
 Like a rich Conqueft, in one Hand I bore her, 
 And with the other danYd the foiicy Waves, 
 That throng'd and prefs'd to rob me of my Prize Otic Ven.Prej. 
 
 Accouter'd as we were, we both plung'd in 
 The troubled Tiber, chafing with his Shoret ; 
 The Torrent roar'd, and we did buffet it, 
 
 K 4. With 
 
2 24 Swooning. 
 
 With lufly Sinews throwing it afide, 
 
 And Hemming it with Hearts of Controverfy. Sbak.Jul.Caf. 
 
 He ftemm'd the flormy Tide, 
 And gaind by Strefs of Arms the farther Side. Dryd. Virg 
 
 SWOONING. 
 
 O'er his dim Sight the mifty Vapours rife, 
 And a Ihort Darknefs fhades his fwimming Eyes. Pope Worn'. 
 
 A fudden Trembling feiz'd on all his Limbs, 
 His Eyes diftorted grew, his Vifage Pale, 
 His fpeech forfook him, Lifeitfelfieem'd fled. Otw. Orpb. 
 
 She faints : 
 Her Cheeks are cold, and the lafl leaden Sleep 
 Hangs heavy on her Lids. Rozoe Vlyjf. 
 
 A iickly Qualm his Heart afTaiPd, 
 His Ears rung inward, and his fenfes faiPd. Dryd.Pal.& Arc. 
 
 My Sight grows dim, and ev'ry Objetl: dances 
 And P* ims before me in the Maze of Death. Dryd. All for Love. 
 
 AftonifhMat the Sight, the vital Heat 
 Forfakes her Limbs, her Veins no. longer beat; 
 She faints, me falls. 
 
 Her Eyes are clos'd, and tho' with her 'tis Night, 
 Her Beauty fhines without the help of Light. 
 Nature begins to conquer in the Strife, 
 And thro 1 her Lips foft Whifpers Ileal of Life : 
 How frefli they fnevv ! the Rofes almoil gone 
 For want of Air, by Breath ieem newly blown. 
 Her Eyes begin to move, and mine with Life, 
 Now fink again in Deaths ungentle Strife : 
 in doubtful Weather fo the Sun refigns, (Vcl.Virg. 
 
 Sometimes his Light to Clouds, and fometimes fiiines. IIsw. 
 He therefore fent out all his Senfes, 
 To bring him in Intelligences ; 
 Which. Vulgars, out of Ignorance, 
 Miftake for falling in a Trance ; 
 But thofe who deal in Geomancy, 
 Affirm to be the Strength of Fancy. Hud. 
 
 Then Ralpbo gently rais'd the Knight, 
 And fet him on his Bum upright : 
 To roufe him from lethargick Dump, 
 He twcak'd his Nofe; with gentle Thump 
 Knock' d on his Breafl, as if 't had been 
 To raife the Spirits lodg'd within .• 
 
 They, 
 
Swordn Sybil 225 
 
 They, waken'd with th2 Noife, did By 
 From inward Room to Window Eye, 
 And gently op'ning Lid, the Cafement, 
 Look'd out, but yet with fome Amazement. Hud. 
 
 SWORD. See Armour, Buttk, Soldier , War. 
 His puiflant Sword unto his Side, 
 Near his undaunted Heart, was ty'd ; 
 The trenchant Blade, Toledo trufty, 
 For want of Fighting was grown rufty, 
 And eat into itfeif, for lack 
 Cf iomebody to hew and hack. 
 The peaceful Scabbard, where it dwelt, 
 The Rancour of its Edge had felt ; 
 For of the lower End two Handful 
 It had devoured, it was io manful. Hud* 
 
 With his refulgent Sword he hew'd his Way : 
 From his broad Belt he drew a Ihining Sword, 
 Magnificent with Gold Lyacor. made, 
 And in an Iv'ry Scabbard fheath'd the Blade. Dryd. Virg. 
 
 A Sword, with glitt'ring Gems diverfify'd, 
 For Ornament, not Ufe, hung idly by his Side. Dryd.Virg* 
 
 SYBIL. See Entbufiafrr. 
 
 The mad prophetick Sybil you fhall find 
 Dark in a Cave, and on a Rock reclin'd ; 
 She fings the Fates, and in her frantick Fits 
 The Notes and Names infcrib'd to Leafs commits 
 What fhe commits to Leafs, in Order laid, 
 Before the Cavern's Entrance are difplay'd ; 
 Unmov'd they lie, but if a Blaft of Wind 
 Without, or Vapours ifTue from behind, 
 The Leafs are borne aloft in liquid Air, 
 And fhe refurr.es no more her mufeful Care, 
 Nor gathers from the Rocks her fcatter'd Verfe, 
 Nor lets in Order what the Winds difperfe. 
 Thus many not fucceeding, moil upbraid *? 
 
 The madnefs of the vifionary Maid. > 
 
 And with loud Curfes leave the my ftick Shade. Dryd.Virg.^ 
 
 Have you been led thro' the Curnaan Cave, 
 And hear th 1 impatient Maid divinely rave ? 
 I hear her now, I fee her rolling Eyes, 
 And panting, Lc! the God ! the God! fhe cries. 
 
 K s With 
 
22d Tears. 
 
 With Words not hers, and more than human Sound, 
 She makes the obedient Ghoft peep trembling through the 
 
 Ground. (Rofc. 
 
 TEARS, See funeral, Grief, Sorrow, Weeping, 
 I'll teach him a Receipt to make 
 Words that weep, and Tears that fpeak; 
 I'll teach him Sighs like thofe in Death, 
 At which the Soul goes out too with the Breath; Cowl. 
 
 A riling Storm of Paffion fliook her Bread ; 
 Her Eyes a piteous Show'r of Tears let fall, (Pen. 
 
 And then (lie Sigh'd as if her Heart were breaking. Rowe Fair 
 
 A riling Sigh exprefs'd her Woe ; 
 The ready Tears apace began to flow ; 
 And, as they fell, me wip'd from either Eye iff May. 
 
 The Drops ; (for Women when they lift can cry.) Pope Jan. 
 
 Tears not fqueez'd out by Art, 
 Eut (hed from Nature, like a kindly Show'r. Dryd.Don.Seb. 
 
 She then look'd down and figh'd, 
 
 While from her unchangingFace theSilentTears [All for Love. 
 
 Dropt as they had not Leave, and dole their Parting. Dryd. 
 
 Her Head reclin'd, as hiding Grief from View, (Auren. 
 
 Droops like a Rofe furcharg'd with Morning Dew. Dryd. 
 
 But, like a low- hung Cloud, it rains fo fail, 
 That all at once it falls, and cannot laft. Dryd. Pal. &Arc. 
 
 He begg'd Relief 
 With Tears, the dumb Petitioners of Grief; 
 With Tears fo tender, as adorn'd his love, 
 And any Heart, but only hers, would move. Dryd. Tbeo. 
 
 Believe thefe Tears, which from my wounded Heart 
 Bleed at my Eyss. Dryd. Span. Fry. 
 
 Thy Heart is big, get thee apart and weep ; 
 Pafiion I fee is catching; for my Eye?, 
 Seeing thofe Beads of Sorrow ftand in thine, 
 Begin to water. Sbak.JuLCrfj. 
 
 He thrice eftay'd to fpeak, and thrice, in Spite of Scorn, 
 Tears, fuch as Angels weep, burft forth: At laft, 
 Y/ords interwove with Sighs found out their Way. Milt. 
 She acls the Jealous, and at Will me cries ; 
 
 For Womens Tears are but the fweat of Eyes. Dryd. Juv. 
 
 The waiting Tears flood ready for Command, [Step. 
 
 And now they flow, to varnifh the falfe Tale. RoweAmb. 
 
 I found her on the Floor, 
 In all the Storm of Grief, yet beautiful; 
 
 Sighing 
 
 m 
 
Teneri f$ Tempeft. 227 
 
 Sighing fuch Breath of Sorrow, that her Lips, 
 Which late appeared like Buds, were now o'erblown ; 
 Pouring forth Tears at fuch a lavifh Rate, 
 That, were the World on Fire, they might have drown'd 
 The Wrath of Heav'n, and quenched the mighty Ruin. Lee 
 
 (Mitbr. 
 
 'Twould raife your Pity, but to fee the Tears 
 Force thro' her fnowy Lids their me' dug Courfe, 
 To lodge themfelves on her red murm'iing Lips, 
 That talk fuch mournful Things; when ftraight a Gale 
 Of ftarting Sighs carries thofe Pearls away, 
 As Dews by Winds are wailed from the Flow'rs. Lee Mit.br. 
 
 She mix'd her Speech with mournful Cries, 
 And fruitlefs Tears came trickling from her Eyes. Dryl.Virg. 
 
 -Mine is a Grief of Fury, not Defpair ; 
 And if a manly Drop or two fall down, 
 It fcalds along my Cheeks; like the green Wood, 
 That fputt'ring in the Flames, works outward into Tears. 
 
 (DyJ. Clam. 
 T E NE RIFF. 
 
 From Atlas far, beyond a Wafte of Plains, 
 Proud Tcneriff, his Giant-Brother, reigns : 
 With breathing Fire his pitchy Noftrils glow, 
 As from his Sides he (hakes the fleecy Snow. 
 Around their hoary Prince, from watVy Beds, 
 His fubjecl Iflarids raife their verdant Heads: 
 The Waves fo gently wafh each rifing Hill, 
 The Land feems floating, and the Ocean full. Gar* 
 
 TEMPEST. See Storm. 
 Things that love Night, 
 Love not fuch Nights as thefe : The wrathful Skies 
 Gallow the very Wanderers of the Dark, 
 And make them keep their Caves. Since I was Man, 
 Such Sheets of Fire, fuch Burfts of horrid Thunder, 
 Such Groans of roaring Wind and Rain, I never 
 Remember to have heard. Man's Nature cannot carry 
 Th' Affliction, and not fear. Let the great Gods, 
 That keep this dreadful Pother o'er our Head", 
 Find out their En'mies now. Tremble, thou Wretch, 
 That halt within thee undivulged Crimes, 
 Unwhipp'd of Jufiice. Hide thee, thou bloody Hand, 
 Thou perjurd, and thou Similar of Virtue, 
 That art inceftuous : Caitiff, to Pieces (hake, 
 
 K 6 That 
 
228 Thanks. 
 
 That under Covert and convenient Seeming, 
 
 Haft pra&is'd on Man's Life. Clofe pent-up Guilt, 
 
 Rive your concealing Continents, and cry 
 
 Thefe dreadful Summoners Grace. Sbak,K- Lear* 
 
 THANKS. 
 
 Let my Tears thank you, for I cannot fpeak ; 
 And if I could, (Don. Seb. 
 
 Words were not made to vent fuch Thoughts as mine. Dryd, 
 
 O my more than Father ! 
 Let me not live, but at thy very Name 
 My eager Heart fprings up and leaps with Joy. 
 When I forget the vaft, vaft Debt I owe thee; 
 Forget ! but 'tis impoffible ; then let me 
 Forget the Ufe and Privilege of Reafon, 
 Be driven from the Comm&rce of Mankind, 
 To wander hi the Defart among Brutes, 
 To bear the various Fury of the Seafons, 
 The Night's unwholefome Dew, and Noon-days Heat, (Pen. 
 To be the fcorn of Earth, and Curfe of Heav'n. Row Fair 
 
 My grateful Thoughts fo throng to get abroad, 
 They over-run each other in the Crowd : 
 To you, with hafty Flight, thsy take their Way, 
 And hardly for the Drefs of Words will ftay. 
 And now fuch Hafte to tell their Mcffage make, 
 They only Hammer what they .meant to fpeak. Old, 
 
 Words would but wrong the Gratitude I owe you : 
 Should I begin to fpeak, my Soul's fo full, 
 That I mould talk of nothing elfe all Day. Otzo. Orpb, 
 
 With what becoming Thanks cm I reply ? 
 
 Not only Words lie lab'ring in my Breaft, 
 
 But Thought it felf is by thy Praife opprefs'd. Dryd. Virg. 
 Oh let me unlade my Breaft ! 
 
 Pour out the Fulnefs of my Soul before you, 
 
 Shew ev'ry tender, ev'ry gratefal Thought 
 
 This wond'rous Goodnefs ilirs: But 'tis impoftble, 
 
 And Utt'rance all is vile; lince 1 can only (Pen. 
 
 S,vear you reign here, but never tell how much. Rozve Fair 
 
 For mould our Thanks awake the riling Sun, 
 
 And lengthen as his latelt Shadows run, 
 
 That, the* thelongeft D^y, would loon, too foon, be done. 
 
 Dryd. 
 
 THIEF. 
 
Thief. Thoughts. 229 
 
 THIEF. 
 
 Like a Thief, 
 A Pilferer, defcry'd in fome dark Corner, 
 Who there had lodg'd with mifchievous Intent 
 To rob and ravage at the Hour of Reft, 
 And do a Midnight Murder on the Sleepers. Rozue Fair Pen. 
 
 THOUGHTS. 
 
 Oh wretched Man ! whofe too too bufy 'Thoughts- 
 Ride fwifter than the galloping Heavens round, 
 With an eternal Hurry of the Soul : 
 Nay, there's a Time when ev'n the rolling Year 
 Seems to Hand ftill ; dead Calms are in the Ocean, 
 When not a Breath difturbs the drowfy Waves : 
 But Man, the very Monfter of the World; 
 Is ne'er at Reft ; the Soul for ever wakes. Lee Oedip. 
 
 Thoughts fucceed Thoughts, like reftlefs troubled Waves 
 Darning out one another. How. D. of Lerrruu 
 
 Reftlefs Thoughts, that, like a deadly Swarm 
 Of Hornets arm'd, in Throngs came ruining on me. Milt. 
 
 I have been ftudying how to compare 
 The Prifon where I live, unto the World ; 
 And for becaufe the World is populous, 
 And here is not a Creature but my felf, 
 I cannot do it. Yet I'll hammer't out : 
 My Brain Til prove the Female to my Soul, 
 My Soul the Father ; and thefe two beget 
 A Generation of ftill-breeding Thoughts, 
 And thefe fame Thoughts people this little World, 
 In Humours like the People of this World; 
 For no Thought is contented. The better Sort, 
 As Thoughts of Things divine are intermix'd 
 With Scruples, and fet the Faith it felf 
 Againft the Faith. 
 
 Thoughts tending to Ambition, they do plot 
 Unlikely Wonders; how thefe vain weak Nails 
 May tear a Paffage thro' the flinty Ribs 
 Of this hard World, my rugged Prifon- Walls ; 
 And, for they cannot, die in their own Pride. 
 Thoughts tending to Content, flatter themfelves 
 That they are not the flril of Fortune's Slaves, 
 And fhall not be the laft: Like filly Beggars, 
 Who fitting in the Stocks, refuge their Shame, 
 
 That 
 
Q.^0 Thoughts. 
 
 That many have, and others mult be there ; 
 
 And in this Thought they find a kind of Eafe, 
 
 Bearing their own Misfortunes on the Back 
 
 Of fuch as have before endur'd the like. 
 
 Thus play I in one Prifon many People, 
 
 And none contented. Sometimes am I King, 
 
 Then Treafon makes me wi(h my felfa Beggar, 
 
 And fo I am: Then crufhing Penury 
 
 Perfuades me I was better when a King ; 
 
 Then I am king'd again ; and by and by 
 
 Think that I am unking' d by Bullingbrook, 
 
 And ftraight am nothing. But whate'er I am, 
 
 Nor I, nor any Man, that but Man is, 
 
 With nothing mail be pleas'd, till he be eas'd 
 
 By being nothing {Spoken by Rich. 2.) Sba&l 
 
 Thus my Thoughts are tir'd 
 With tedious Journeys up and down my Mind: 
 Sometimes they lofe their Way; fometimes as flcrw 
 As Beaft o'erloadcd heavily they move, 
 Prefs'd by the Weight of Sorrow 7 and of Love. How.Veft.Virg. 
 
 Allow my melancholy Thoughts this Priviledge, 
 To let them brood in fecret o'er my Sorrows. Rozve Fair Pen* 
 
 Some melancholy Thought, that fhuns the Light, 
 Lurks underneath that Sadnefs in my Vifage. Rowe Fair Pen* 
 
 Turn not to Thought, my Brain, but let me find 
 Some unfrequented Shade ; there lay me down, 
 And let forgetful Dulnefs fteal upon me, 
 To foften and aiTvvage this Pain of thinking. Rowe Fair Pen. 
 
 Thought is Damnation; 'tis the Plague of Devils 
 To think on what they are. Rvwe Amb.Step. 
 
 Her thoughtful Soul labours with fome Event 
 Of high Import, which jultles like an Embryo 
 In its dark Womb, and longs to be difclos'd. Rozve A?nb. Step. 
 Time will perfecft (Seb. 
 
 A lab'ring Thought, that rolls within my Breaft. Dryd.Don. 
 
 He heav'd beneath a prefiing Load of Thought. Rowe Fair 
 
 My Thoughts grow wild, (Pen. 
 
 And let in Fears of ugly Form upon me. Otzv. Orph. 
 
 Wild hurrying Thoughts 
 Start ev'ry Way from my diifracled Soul, 
 To find out Hope, and only meet Defpair. South. Fatal Mar. 
 
 A Beam of Thought came glancing to my Soul. Dryd. 
 
 (C/eom. 
 T H U N- 
 
 
% hinder. Tyger. Time. 231 
 
 1 ■ 
 
 THUNDER. See Lightning, Storm. 
 With Terrour thro 1 the dark aerial Hal!. Milt. 
 
 A Peal of ratt'ling Thunder roli'd along, 
 And fhook the Firmament, Dryd. 
 
 The furious Infant's born, and fpeaks, and dies. Cre. Lucre. 
 
 Deep Thunders roar, 
 Mull' ring their Rage, and Heav n refembles Hell. Milt. 
 
 Now Jove, with awful Sound, 
 Roli'd the big Thunder o'er the vaft Profound. * Pope Horn. 
 
 Thick Lightning's flafh, the mutt'ring Thunder rouls ; 
 Their Strength he withers, and unmans their Souls. Pope Horn. 
 
 A Noife confus'd rofe from the mingled Crowd, 
 Like unform'd Thunder, murm'ring in a Cloud. Blac. 
 
 It comes like Thunder grumbling in a Cloud, 
 Before the dreadful Break ; if here it falls, 
 The fubtle Flame will lick up all my Blood, {Cre/. 
 
 And in a Moment turn my Heart to Aihes. Dryd. Toil. & 
 
 The Thunder now, 
 Wing'd with red Lightning and impetuous Rage, 
 Has fpent his Shafts; it ceafes now to roar, 
 And bellow thro' the vaft and boundiefs Deep. Milt. 
 
 The Skies are hufh'd, no grumbling Thunders roul. Dry/. 
 
 [Dor. Sc:\ 
 
 T Y G E R. See Joufts 
 
 So when a Scythian Tyger, gazing round, 
 A Herd of Kine in fome fair Plain has found, 
 Lowing fecure; he fwells with angry Price, 
 And calls forth all his Spots on ev'ry Side : 
 Then flops, and hurls his haughty Eyes on all, 
 In Choice of fome ftrong Neck on which to fall; 
 Almoft he fcorns fo weak, fo cheap a Vvzy, 
 And grieves to fee them trembling haite away. Cow!, 
 
 Thus as a Tyger, who by Chance had fpy'd 
 In fome Purlieu two gentle Fawns at Play, 
 Straight couches clofe ; then rifing, changes oft 
 His couchant Watch, as one who chofe his Ground, 
 Whence ruining, he might fooneft feize them both, 
 Graip'd in each Paw. Milt. 
 
 TIME. 
 Time of it klf is nothing, but from Thought 
 Receives its Rife, by lab'ring Fane? wrought 
 
 From 
 
232 Time. 
 
 From^Tjiings confider'd, while we think on fome 
 
 As prefent, fome as paft, or yet to come. 
 
 No Thought can think on Time, 
 
 But thinks on Things in Motion, or at Reft. Cree. Lucr. 
 
 For Nature knows 
 No ftedfaft Station, but or ebbs or flows : 
 Ever in Motion, me deftroys her old, 
 And cafts new Figures in another Mould. 
 Ev'n Times are in perpetual Flux, and run, ) 
 
 Like Rivers from their Fountains, rolling on : 
 For Time, no more than Streams, is at a Stay, 
 The flying Hour is ever on her Way ; 
 And as the Fountain ftill fupph'es her Store, 
 The Wave behind impels the Wave before : 
 Thus in fuccefiive Courfe the Minutes run, 
 
 And urge their PredeceiTor Minutes on. 
 
 Still moving, ever new ; for former Things 
 
 Are fet afide, like abdicated Kings; 
 
 And ev'ry Moment alters what is done, 
 
 And innovates fome Adl, till then unknown, DryL Ovid. 
 Time is th' Effect of Motion, born a Twin, 
 
 And with the World did equally begin ; 
 
 Time, like a Stream that hailens from the Shore, 
 
 Flies to an Ocean where 'tis known no more. 
 
 All mull be fwallow'd in this endlefs Deep, 
 
 And Motion reftin everlafting Sleep. Dryd. Ovid. 
 
 Time glides along with undifcover'd Hade, 
 
 The Future but a Length behind the Paft j 
 
 So fwift are Years ! Dryd. Ovid. 
 
 Thy Teeth, devouring Time ! thine, envious Age ! 
 
 On Things below ftill exercife your Rage ; 
 
 With venom'd Grinders you corrupt your Meat, 
 
 And then, at lingring Meals, the Morfeis eat. Dryd.Ovld. 
 Time haftes away, 
 
 Nor is it in our Pow'r to bribe its Stay : 
 
 The rolling Years with conftant Motion run ; J 
 
 Lo ! while I fpeak, the prefent Minute's gone; > 
 
 And following Hours urge the foregoing on. j^ 
 
 Tis not thy Wealth, 'tis not thy Pow'r, 
 
 'Tis not thy Piety, can thee fecure: 
 
 They're all too feeble to wfthftand (Her. 
 
 Grey Hairs, approaching Age, and thy avoidlefs End. Old. 
 To Things immortal Time can do no Wrong, [Cowl. 
 
 And that which never is to die, for ever muft be young. 
 
 Tirrus 
 
Tityus. Toad. Top. Torrent. 233 
 
 r i rru s. 
 
 There Tityus was to fee, who took his Birth 
 From Heav'n, his Nurfing from the foodful Earth: 
 Here his gigantick Limbs, with large Embrace, 
 Infold nine Acres of infernal Space. 
 A rav'nous Vulture in his open'd Side 
 Her crooked Beuk and cruel Talons try'd ; 
 Still for the growing Liver digg'd his Breaft, 
 The growing Liver flill fuppiy'd the Feait ; 
 Still are his Entrails fruitful to their Pains ; [?*?& 
 
 Th' immortal Hunger kfts, th' immortal Food remains. Dryd. 
 TOAD. 
 
 So when a Toad, fquat on a Border, fpies 
 The Gard'ner palling by, his Blood-lhot Eyes, 
 With Spite and Rage inflarrTd, dart Fire around 
 The verdant Walks ; and the flow'ry Ground 
 The bloated Vermin bathfome Poifon fpits, 
 And fvvoln, and burfting with his Malice, fits. jKw« 
 
 ATOP. 
 
 As young Striplings whip the Top for Sport, 
 On the fmooth Pavement of an empty Court ; 
 The wooden Engine whirls and flies about, 
 AdmirM with Clamours of the beardlefs Rout: 
 They lafli aloud, each other they provoke, 
 And lend the'r little Souls at ev'ry Stroke. Dryd. Vlrg. 
 
 The whirling Top they whip, 
 And drive her giddy till (he fall afleep. Dryd. Per/. 
 
 TORRENT. See Brook, Flood, Stream. 
 
 As when a Torrent rolls with rapid Force, 
 And dafhes o'er the Stones that flop the Courfe, 
 The Flood, conflrain'd within a fcanty Space, 
 (fcoars horrible along th' uneafy Race ; 
 White Foam in gath'ring Eddies floats around; 
 The rocky Shores rebellow to the Sound, Dr^d-Virg. 
 
 Thus when two neighb'ring Torrents rufh from high, 
 Rapid they run, the foamy Waters fry ; 
 They roll to Sea with unrefifted Force, 
 And down the Rocks precipitate their Courfe. Dryd. Virg. 
 
 Thus from high Hills the Torrents fwift and ilrong 
 Deluge whole Fields, and fweep the Trees along; 
 Thro' ruin*d Moles the rufhi.g Wave refounds, 
 O'erwhelms the Bridge, and burfts the lofty Bounds. 
 
 The 
 
234 Train- Bands. ¥r an/migration of Souls. 
 
 The yellow Harvefts of the ripenM Year, 
 
 And flatted Vineyards, one fad Wafle appear; 
 
 When "Jove defcends in fluicy Sheets of Rain, 
 
 And all the Labours of Mankind are vain. Pope Horn. 
 
 TRAIN-BANDS. 
 
 The Country rings around with loud Alarms, 
 And, raw in Fields, the rude Militia fwarms. 
 Of feeming Arms they make a fhort EfTay ; (& Iph. 
 
 Then haften to be drunk, the Bus'nefs of the Day. Dryd.Cym. 
 
 'Twas not the Spawn of fuch as thefe, "7 
 
 That dy'd with Punick Blood the conquer'd Seas, b> 
 
 And quafh'd the Hern JEacides : \ 
 
 Made the proud A ft an Monarch feel 
 How weak his Gold was againft Europe* s Steel : 
 
 Forc 1 d ev'n dire Hannibal to yield, 
 And won the long- difputed World at Zama's fatal Field* 
 
 But Soldiers of a ruftick Mold, 
 
 Rough, hardy, feafon'd, manly, bold; 
 
 Either they dug the flurdy Ground, 
 Or thro' hewn Woods their weighty Strokes did found : 
 
 And after the declining Sun 
 Had chang'd the Shadows, and their Task was done, 
 Home with their weary Team they took their Way, (Hor* 
 And drown'd in friendly Bowls the Labour of the' Day, Rofc+ 
 
 TRANSMIGRATION of SOULS. 
 
 Now fmce the God infpires me to proceed, 
 Be thou, whate'er infpiring PowV, obey'd. 
 For I will fing of mighty Myfteries, ' 
 
 Of Truths concealed before from human Eyes ; 
 Dark Oracles unveil, and open all the Skies. 
 Pleas'd as I am to walk along the Sphere 
 Of mining Stars, and travel with the Year; 
 To leave the heavy Earth, and fcale the Height 
 Of Atlas, who fupports the heav'nly Weight. 
 To look from upper Light, and thence furvey 
 Miihken Mortals, wan'd'ring from the Way, 
 And, wanting Wifdom, fearful for the State 
 Of future Things, and trembling at their Fate. 
 Thefe I would teach, and by right Reafon bring 
 To think of Death, as but an idle Thing. 
 Why thus affrighted at an empty Name, 
 A Dream of Darknefs, and fictitious flame ? 
 
 Vain 
 
Trees. 235 
 
 Vain Themes of Wit, which but in Poems pafs, 
 
 And Fables of a World that never was. 
 
 What feels the Body when the Soul expires, 
 
 By Time corrupted, or confum'd by Fires ? 
 
 Nor dies the Spirit, but new Life repeats 
 
 In other forms, and only changes Scats. 
 
 Then Death, fo call'd, is but old Matter drefs'd 
 
 In lome new Figure, and a vary'd Veil. 
 
 Thus all Things are but alter'd, nothing dies, ' 
 
 And here and there the unbody'd Spirit flies: 
 
 By Time, or Force, or Sicknefs, di'poficfs'd, 
 
 And lodges where it lights, in Man or Beall. 
 
 Or hunts without, till ready Limbs it find, 
 
 And actuates thofe according to their Kind : 
 
 From Tenement to Tenement is tofs'd ; 
 
 The Soul is Hill the fame, rhe Figure only loit. 
 
 And as the foften'd Wax, new Seals receives, 
 
 This Face aflumes, and that Impreffion leaves ; 
 
 Now call'd by one, now by another Name, 
 
 The Form is only chang'd, the Wax is ftill the fame : 
 
 So Death, fo call'd, can but the Form deface, O 
 
 Th' immortal Soul flies out in empty Space, > 
 
 To feek her Fortune in fome other Place. Dryd.Opid. 3 
 
 TREES. See Creation, Funeral, Grove, Varadife. 
 The Trees were unctuous Fir, 3 
 
 And Mouetain-Afli, the Mother of the Spear: > 
 
 The Mourner- Eufgh, the Builder-Oak were there ; 3 
 
 The Beech, the fwimming Alder, and the Plane ^ 
 
 Hard Box, and Linden of afofter Grain, {Drya\Pal.& Arc. > 
 And Laurel, which the Gods for Conqu'ring Chiefs ordain. 3 
 
 Ail around they grow, 
 And various Shades their various Kinds bellow : 
 Amid the Throng of this promiicuous Wood, 
 With taper Top the pointed Cyprefs Mood. 
 Here tall Chaonian Oaks their Branches fprcad, 
 While weeping Poplars, there, ereel: their Head. 
 The foodful Ejculus, here, moots his Leaves ; 
 That Turf foft Lime-Tree, this fat Beech receives; 
 Here brittle Hazels, Laurels here advance, 
 And there tough A(h to form the Hero's Lance : 
 Here filver Firs with knotlefs Trunks afcendj 
 There fcarlet Oaks beneath their Acorns bend. 
 
 That 
 
236 Trees. 
 
 That Spot admits the hofpitable Plane, 
 
 On this the Maple grows with clouded Grain ; 
 
 Here wat'ry Willows are with Lotus feen, 
 
 There Tamarisk and Box, forever green. 
 
 With double Hue here Myrtles grace the Ground, 
 
 And Laureftines with purple Berries crown'd. 
 
 With pliant Feet, now, Ivies this Way wind, 
 
 Vines yonder rife, and Elms with Vines entwin'd : 
 
 Wild Ornus now; the Pitch-Tree next takes Root, 
 
 And Arbutus, adorn' d with blufhing Fruit ; 
 
 Then eafy -bending Palms, the Victor's Prize, 
 
 And Pines erect with briftly Tops arife. Cimg, Ovid. 
 
 Part to *he Groves and woody Hills repair, 
 And with loud Labour fill the echoing Air. 
 Axes, high rais'd by brawny Arms, defcend 
 With mighty Sway, and make the Forelt bend, 
 The Mountains murmur, and the nodding Oaks 
 Groan with their Wounds from thick redoubled Strokes. 
 The falling Trees defert the neighb'ring Sky, 
 Where now the Clouds may unmoletled fly. 
 A fludy Harveft lies difpers'd around, 
 And lofty Ruin loads th' incumbered Ground. Blau 
 
 They found an ancient Wood, 
 The fhady Covert of the favage Kind. 
 
 The founding Axe is ply'd : 
 Firs, Pines, and Pitch-Trees, and the tow'ring Pride 
 Of Foreft- Alders, feel the fatal Stroke, 
 And piercing Wedges cleave the ftubborn Oak. 
 Huge Trunks of Trees, feli'd from the fteepy Crown 
 Of the bare Mountains, roll'd with Ruin down. Dryd. Virg. 
 
 Thus yields the Cedar to the Ax's Edge, 
 Whofe Arms gave Shelter to the princely Eagle : 
 Under whole Shade the ramping Lion flept, 
 Whofe Top-branch over-look'd J^'sfpreading Tree, {Hen. 6' 
 And kept lowShrubs from Winter's pow'rfulWind.SZ^/v-.iPrfr/. 
 
 As when a Pine is hew'd upon the Plains, 
 And the laft mortal Stroke alone remains ; 
 Lab'ring in Pangs of Death, and threatning all, {Ovid. 
 
 This Way and that fhe nods, coniidering where to fill. Dryd. 
 
 The Indian Fig-Tree too there fpreads her Arms, 
 Branching fo broad and long, that in the Ground 
 The bending Twigs take Root, and Daughters grow 
 About the Mother Tree : A pillar'd Shade, 
 High over-arch'd, and echoing Walks between : 
 There oft the Indian Herdfman, (hunning Heat, Shel- 
 
Trophy. Trumpet. 237 
 
 Shelters in Cool, and tends nis paft'ring Herds' 
 At Loop-holes cut thro' thi.keft Shades. Milt, 
 
 Of a Tree cut in Paper, 
 Fair Hand, that can on Virgin -Paper Write, 
 Yet from the Stain of Jnk preferve it white ; 
 Whofe Travel o'er that filver Field does (how, 
 Like Tracks of Leverets in Morning Snow. 
 Love's Image thus in purefl Minds is wrought, 
 Without a Spot or Blemifh to the Thought. 
 Strange ! that your Fingers lhould the Pencil foil, 
 Without the Help of Colours, or of Oil : 
 For tho' a Painter Boughs and Leaves can make, 
 'Tis you alone can make them bend and make. 
 Whofe Breath falutes your new-created Grove, 
 Like Southern Winds, and makes it gently move. 
 Orpheus could make the Foreft dance, but you 
 Can make the Motion and the Forefl too. Wall. 
 
 TROPHY. 
 
 He bar'd an ancient Oak of all it's Boughs; 
 Then on a rifing Ground the Trunk he plac'd, 
 Which with the Spoils of his dead Foe he grae'd : 
 The Coat of Arms by proud Mezentius worn, 
 Now on a naked Snag in Triumph borne, 
 Was hung on high, and glitter'd from afar, 
 A Trophy facred to the God of War. 
 Above his Arms, flx'd on the leaflefs Wood, 
 Appear'd his plumy Crelt, befmear'd with Blood. 
 His brazen Buckler on the Left was feen, 
 Truncheons of fhiver'd Lances hung between ; 
 And on his Right was plac'd his Croflet bor'd, 
 And to the Neck was ty'd the unavailing Sword. Dryd. Virg 
 
 TRUMPET. See Country-Life. 
 The fprightly Trumpets from afar 
 Had giv'n the Signal of approaching War ; 
 Had rouz'd the neighb'ring Steeds to fcour the Fields, 
 While the fierce Rider clatter'd on their Shields. Dryd. Virg, 
 
 The Trumpets terribly, from far, 
 With rattling Clangor rouze the fleepy War: 
 The Soldiers Shouts fucceed the brazen Sounds, 
 And Heav'n from Pole to Pole the Noife rebounds. Dryd.Virg. 
 The Clangor of the Trumpets pierce the Sky. Dryd.Virg. 
 
 By 
 
238 Trumpeter. Tulip. Twilight. Tyrant. 
 
 By the loud Trumpet that our Courage aids, 
 We learn, that Sound as well as Senfe perfuades. Wall. 
 
 TRUMPETER. 
 
 None fo renown'd, 
 The Warrior-Trumpet in the Field to found; 
 With breathing Brafs to kindle fierce Alarms, 
 And rouze to dare their Fate in honourable Arms. Dryd.Virg* 
 
 TULIP. 
 
 The Morn awakes the Tulip from her Bed ; 
 E'er Noon in painted Pride (he decks her Head : 
 Rob'd in rich Dye fhe triumphs on the Green, 
 And evVy FJow'r does Homage to their Queen. Gar. 
 
 TWILIGHT. 
 
 When blended Shades and Light 
 A brown Confufion make of Day and Night; 
 When Birds obfcene fly from their dark Abode?, 
 And prolirg Wolves forfake the fliady Woods : 
 The Lion now, who in his Den by Day, 
 His lazy Limbs extended, flumb'ring lay, 
 Yawning and itretching from his Covert comes, 
 Roars o*er the Hills, and thro' the Forefl roams. B!ac. 
 
 TYRANT. See King, Ufurper. 
 
 Our Emperor is a Tyrant, fear'd and hated; 
 I fcarce remember in his Reign one Day 
 Pafs guiltlefs o'er his execrable Head : 
 He thinks the Sun is loft that fees not Blood : 
 When none is flied, we count it Holyday. 
 We, who are moll in Favour, cannot call 
 This Hour our own. Dry J. Don. Seb. 
 
 For this to Tyranny belongs, 
 To forget Service, but remember Wrongs. Den.Sopb. 
 
 Proud, impatient 
 Of ought Superior, ev'n of Heav'n that made him : 
 Fond of falfe Glory, of the favage Pow'r 
 Of ruling without Reafon, of confounding 
 Juil and Unjult, by an unbounded Will; 
 By whom Religion, Honour, all the Bands 
 That ought to hold the jarring World in Peace, 
 Were held the Tricks of State, Snares of wife Princes, 
 To draw their eafy Neighbours to Deilruclion, 
 
 To 
 
Vale. Vapours. Venus. 239 
 
 To wade with Sword and Fire their fruitful Fields: 
 Like fome accurfed Fiend, who, 'fcap'd from Hell, 
 Poifons the balmy Air thro' which he- flies; 
 He blafts the bearded Corn, and loaded Branches,( Rowe tamh 
 The lab'ring Hinds bell Hopes, and marks hisWay with Ruin* 
 
 Curs'd is the Man, and void of Law and Right, 
 Unworthy Property, unworthy Light, 
 Unfit for publick Rule, or private Care, 
 That Wretch, that Monfter, that delights in War. 
 Whofe Lull is Murder, and whofe horrid Joy, 
 To tear his Country, and his Kind deftroy. Pope Horn. 
 
 Oh the fweet Charms of independant Sway ! 
 Princes, whofe Will pretended Law reflrains, 
 Are only Royal Slaves, and rule in Chains. 
 But he's a King, who triumphs free from Law, 
 Like the fierce Monarchs who the Defart awe : 
 Who uncontrouFd range the wide Mountains o'er, 
 And fliake the Foreft with their dreadful Roar ; 
 Whofe haughty Nod the trembling Herds obey, 
 Nor are their Subjects only, but their Prey. Blac. 
 
 Long had this Prince imperioufly thus fway'd, 
 By no fet Laws, but by his Will obey'd. 
 His fearful Slaves, to full Obedience grown, 
 Admire his Strength, and dare not ufe their own. Hqv)\ 
 
 VALE. 
 
 Beneath, a Vale its Bofom does difplay, 
 Opprefs'd with Riches, and profufely gay ; 
 Where Nature throws her Gifts with lavifh Hand, 
 And crowns, with flow'ry Luxury, the Land. 
 Fruits, Rivers, Meadows, Groves, and airy Plains, 
 Still echoing with the Lays of happy Swains, 
 Lovely Confufion make, and charm the Eye 
 With beautiful Irregularity. Blue, 
 
 VAPOURS. 
 
 As Vapours, blown by Auftefs fultry Breath, 
 Pregnant with Plagues, and fhedding Seeds of Death, 
 Beneath the Rage of burning Sirius rife, 
 Choak the parch' d Earth, and blacken all the Skies. Pope lhm> 
 
 V E N U S. 
 Delight of human Kind, and Gods above, 
 Parent of Rome, propitious Queen of Love ! 
 
 Whofe 
 
A, 7 
 
 ivy Bread, > 
 jight is bleft. 3 
 
 240 Venus. 
 
 Whofe vital Pow'r, Air, Earth, and Sea fupplies ; 
 
 And breeds whate'er is born beneath the rolling Skies : 
 
 For ev'ry Kind, by thy prolifick Might, 
 
 Springs, and beholds the Regions of the Light. 
 
 Thee, Goddefs ! thee, the Clouds and Tempefts fear, 
 
 And at thy pleafmg Prefence difappear : 
 
 For thee the Land in fragrant Flow*rs is drefs'd, 
 
 For thee the Ocean fmiles and fmooths her wavy 
 
 And Heav'n it felf with more ferene and purer Li 
 
 For when the rifing Spring adorns the Mead, 
 
 And a new Scene of Nature ftands difplay'd ; 
 
 When teeming Buds, and chearful Greens appear, 
 
 And Weftern Gales unlock the lazy Year; 
 
 The joyous Birds thy Welcome firfl exprefs, 
 
 Whofe native Songs thy genial Fire confefs : 
 
 Then favage Beafts bound o'er their flighted Food, 
 
 Struck with thy Darts, and tempt the raging Flood. 
 
 All Nature is thy Gift, Earth, Air, and Sea ; "7 
 
 Of all that breathes the various Progeny, > 
 
 Stung with Delight, is goaded on by thee, 3 
 
 O'er barren Mountains, o'er the flow'ry Plain, f 
 
 The leafy Foreft, and the liquid Main, > 
 
 Extends thy uncontroul'd and boundlefs Reign. j^ 
 
 Thro' all the living Regions thou doft move, 
 
 And fcatter'ft, where thou go'it, the kindly Seeds of Love. 
 
 Since then the Race of ev'ry living Thing 
 
 Obeys thy Pow'r; fince nothing new can fpring 
 
 Without thy Warmth, without thy Influence bear, 
 
 Or beautiful or lovefome can appear, 
 
 Be thou my Aid ; my tuneful Song infpire, 
 
 And kindle with thy own productive Fire; 
 
 While all thy Province, Nature, I furvey, 
 
 And fing to Memmius an immortal Lay, (difplay. 
 
 Of Heav'n andEarth ; and ev'ry where thy wondrous ~ 
 
 Mean time, on Land and Sea let barb'rous Difcord ceafe, 
 
 And lull the lifl'ning World in univerfal Peace. 
 
 To thee Mankind their foft repofe muflowe, 
 
 For thou alone that Bleffing canft beftow ; 
 
 Becaufe the brutal Bus'nefs of the War 
 
 Is manag'd by thy dreadful Servant's Care ; 
 
 Who oft retires from fighting Fields, to prove 
 
 The pleafing Pains of thy eternal Love : 
 
 And, panting on thy Breaft, fupinely lies, 
 
 While with thy heav'nly Form he feeds his famifli'd Eyes : 
 
 Sucks 
 
 lifplay. > 
 Pow'r 2> 
 
Venus. \ 241 
 
 Sucks in with open Lips thy balmy Breath, 
 
 By turns reftor'd to Life, and plung'd in pleafing Death. 
 
 Then while thy curling Limbs about him move, 
 
 Involved and fetter'd in the Links of Love > 
 
 When wifhing all, he nothing can deny, 
 
 Thy Charms in that aufpicious Moment try, 
 
 With winning Eloquence our Peace implore, 
 
 And Quiet to the weary World reftore. Dryd.Lucr. 
 
 Creator Venus ! Genial Pow'r of Love ! 
 The Blifs of Men below, and Gods above ! 
 Beneath the Aiding Sun thou runn'ft thy Race, 
 Doft faireft mine, and bell become that Place : 
 For thee the Winds their Eaftern Blafts forbear, 
 Thy Month reveals the Spring, and opens all the Year. 
 Thee, Goddefs ! thee, the Storms of Winter fly, *"> 
 
 Earth fmiles with Flow'rs renewing, laughs the Sky, > 
 And Birds to Lays of Love their tuneful Notes apply. 3 
 For thee the Lion loaths the Tafte of Blood, 
 And roaring hunts his Female thro 1 the Wood : 
 For thee the Balls rebellow thro' the Groves, 
 And tempt the Stream, and fnuff their abfent Loves. 
 'Tis thine, whatever is pleafant, good, or fair, ~7 
 
 All Nature is thy Province, Life thy Care ; S 
 
 Thou mad'ft the World, and doft the World repair. 3 
 Thou Gladder of the Mount of Cytberon, 
 Increafe of Jove, Companion of the Sun! 
 With fmiling Afpedl you ferenely move 
 In your fifth Orb, and rule the Realm of Love, 
 The Fates but only fpin the coarfer Clue, 
 The fineft of the Wool is left for you. 
 Spare me but one fmall Portion of the Twine, 
 And let the Sifters cut below your Line ; 
 The reft among the Rubbifh may they fvveep, (& /ire. 
 Or add it to the Yarn of fome old Mifer's Heap. Bryd. Pat. 
 
 She turn'd, and made appear 
 Her Neck refulgent, and difhevel'd Hair ; 
 Which flowing on her Shoulders, reach'd the Ground, 
 And widely fpreads ambroilal Scents around. 
 In Length of Train defcends her fweeping Gown, (Virg. 
 And by her graceful Walk the Queen of Love is known. Dryd. 
 
 The Goddefs flies fublime 
 To vifit Paphoi, and her native Clime; 
 \\'h?re Garlands ever green, and ever fair, 
 With Vows arc ofFcr'd, and with foiemn PrayV; 
 Vo l II. L A 
 
242 Venus. 
 
 A hundred Altars in her Temple fmoke ; 
 
 A thoufand bleeding Hearts her Pow'r invoke. Dryd.Virg* 
 
 She flood reveaPd before my Sight : 
 Never fo radiant did her Eyes appear, 
 Not her own Star confefs'd a Light fo clear. 
 Great in her Charms, as when on Gods above 
 She looks, and breathes herfelf into their Love. Dryd.Vlrg. 
 
 So when bright Venus rifes from the Flood, 
 Around in Throngs the wond'ring Nereids croud; 
 The Tritons gaze, and tune the vocal Shell, 
 And ev'ry Grace unfung the Waves conceal. Gar* 
 
 Temple of Venus. 
 
 In Venus* Temple on the Sides were (ten. 
 The broken Slumbers of enamour'd Men ; 
 Pray'rs that ev'n fpoke, and Pity feem'd to call, 
 And ifluing Sighs that fmoak'd along the Wall ; 
 Complaints and hot Defires the Lover's Hell, 
 And fcalding Tears that wore a Channel where they fell : 
 And all around were nuptial Bands, the Ties *^ 
 
 Of Love's Afiurance, and a Train of Lyes, > 
 
 That, made in Luft, conclude in Perjuries. J) 
 
 Beauty, and Youth, and Wealth, and Luxury, 
 And fprightly Hope, and fhort enduring Joy ; 
 And Sorceries to raife th' infernal Pow'rs, 
 And Segils, fram'd in planetary Hours; 
 Expe.nce, and After- thought, and idle Care, 
 And Doubts of motley Hiew, and dark Defpair ; 
 Sufpicions, and fantaftical Surmize ; 
 And Jealoufy fuffus'd with Jaundice in her Eyes, 
 Difcolouring all me view'd, in Tawny dreft, 
 Down-look'd, and with a Cuckow on her Fiil. 
 Oppos'd to thefe, on th 1 other Side, advance 
 The coftly Feaft, the Carol, and the Dance ; 
 Minftrils and Mufick, Poetry and Play, 
 And Balls by Night, and Tournaments by Day, 
 
 There th' Idalian Mount, and Cytberon, 
 
 The Court of Venus, was in Colours drawn. 
 
 Before the Palace-Gate in carelefs Drefs 
 
 And loofe Array, fate Portrefs Idlenefs : 
 
 There by the Fount Narcijfus pin'd alone, "7 
 
 There Sampfon was, with wifer Solomon, > 
 
 And all the mighty Names by Love undone. ^ 
 
 Medea's Charms was there ; Circean Feafts, 
 
 With Bowls that turn'd enamour'd Youths to Beafts : 
 
 Here 
 
Verfe. 243 
 
 Here might be feen that Beauty, Wealth, and Wit, 
 
 And Provvefs to the Pow'r of Love fubmit ; 
 
 The fpreading Snare for all Mankind is laid, 
 
 And Lovers all betray, and are betray'd. 
 
 The Goddefs'felf fome noble Hand had wrought, 
 
 Smiling fhe feem'd, and full of pleafing Thought, 
 
 From Ocean as fhe firft began to rife, 
 
 And fmooth'd the ruffled Seas, and clear'd the Skies; 
 
 She trod the Brine, all bare below the Breaft, 
 
 And the green Waves but ill concealed the reft. 
 
 A Lute fhe held ; and on her Head was (qqti 
 
 A Wreath of Rofes red, and Myrtles green : 
 
 Her Turtles fann'd the buxom Air above, 
 
 And, by his Mother, flood an Infant-Love, 
 
 With Wings difplay'd, his Eyes were banded o'er, *J> 
 
 His Hand a Bow, his Back a Quiver bore, (Pal. p" Arc. > 
 
 Supply'd with Arrows bright and keen,a deadly Stor&.Dryd. 3 
 
 VERSE. See Poets and Poetry. 
 Well-founding Verfes are the Charms we ufe, 
 Heroick Thoughts and Virtue to infule. 
 Things of deep Senfe we may in Profe unfold, 
 But they move more, in lofty Numbers told. Wall. 
 
 Nor the foft Whifpers of the Southern Wind, 
 That play thro' trembling Trees, delight me more, 
 Nor murm'ring Billows on the fandy Shore, 
 Nor winding Streams that thro' the Valley glide, 
 And the fcarce-cover'd Pebbles gently chide. 
 
 For fuch thy Verfe appears, 
 So fweet, fo charming to my ravifh'd Ears, 
 As to the weary Swain with cares oppreft, 
 Beneath the fylvan Shades refrefhing Reft ; 
 As to the fev'rifh Traveller, when firft 
 He finds a cryftal Stream, to quench his Thirft. Dni.Vlrg, 
 
 Not Winds to Voyagers at Sea, 
 Nor Show'rs to Earth more necefTary be, 
 
 Than Verfe to Virtue, which can do 
 The Midwife's Office, and the Nurfe's too, 
 It feeds it ftrongly, and it cloaths it gay ; 
 
 And when it dies, with comely Pride 
 Embalms it, and erecls a Pyramid, 
 That never will decay, 
 Till Heav'n itfelf fhall melt away, 
 
 And nought behind it flay, Cowl. 
 
 L 2 lor 
 
2 44 Vefuvius. Vicijfrtude. 
 
 For ev'n when Death diflblves our human Frame, O 
 
 The Soul returns to Heav'n, from whence it came, *> 
 
 Earth keeps the Body, Verfe preferves the Fame. Dryd.\ 
 Begin the Song, and flnke the living Lyre! 
 
 Lo ! how the Years to come,a num'rousand well-fitted Choire, 
 
 All Hand in Hand do decently advance, 
 
 And to my Song with fmooth and equal Meafures dance; 
 
 While the Dance lafts, how long foe'er it be, 
 
 My Mufick'a Voice fhall bear it company. 
 Till all the gentle Notes be drown'd 
 In the laft Trumpet's dreadful Sound; 
 
 That to the Spheres themfelves fhall Silence bring, 
 Untune the univerfal String. 
 
 Then all the wide extended Sky, "} 
 
 And all th' harmonious Worlds on high, > 
 
 And Virgil's facred Work fhall die : ^ 
 
 And he himfelf (hall fee in one Fire fhine 
 
 k ich Nature's ancient Troy, tho' built by Hands divine. Cowl. 
 
 VESUVIUS. 
 As high Vefuvius > when the Ocean laves 
 His fiery Roots with fubterraneous Waves, 
 Dilturb'd within, does in Convulfions roar, 
 And calls on high his undigefted Oar ; 
 Discharges mafly Surfeit on the Plains, 
 And empties all his rich metallick Veins ; 
 His ruddy Entrails, Cinders, pitchy Smoke, 
 And intermingled Flames, the Sun- Beams choak. Blac, 
 
 VICISSITUDE. 
 
 Good Sun expefled, Evil unforefeen, 
 ■Appear by Turns, as Fortune fhifts the Scene : 
 •Some, rais'd aloft, come tumbling down amain, 
 Then fall fo hard, they bound and rife again. Dr.yd.Virg. 
 Short is th' uncertain Reign and Pomp of mortal Pride; 
 New Turns and Changes ev'ry Day 
 Are of inconftant Chance the conflant Arts; 
 
 Soon fhe gives, foon takes away, 
 S-he comes, embraces, naufeates you, and parts. 
 
 But if fhe flays, or if fhe goes, 
 The wife Man little Joy or Sorrow fhows. 
 For over all Men hangs a doubtful Fate, 
 One gains by what another is bereft ; 
 The frugal Deilinies have only left 
 
Vine. 245 
 
 A common Bank of Happinefs below, 
 
 Maintaind, like Nature, by an Ebb and Flow. How.Ind.Emp. 
 
 The lowed and molt abject thing of Fortune 
 Stands Mill in Hope, lives not in Fear : 
 The lamentable Change is from the beft, 
 The worft returns to better. Sbak. K. Lear. 
 
 There is a Tide in the Affairs of Men, 
 Which, taken at the Flood, kids on to Fortune ; 
 Omitted, all the Voyage of their Life 
 Is bound in Shallows, and in Miferies. Sbak. Jul. Corf. 
 What God, alas ! will Caution be 
 For living Man's Security, 
 Or will infure his VefTel in this faithlefs Sea ? 
 
 Where Fortune's Favour, and her Spight, 
 Roll with alternate Waves, like Day and Night. Cow/. Find. 
 
 He various Changes of the World had known, 
 And ftrange Viciffitudes of human Fate; 
 Still ak'ring, never in a fteddy State : 
 Good after III, and after Pain Delight, 
 Alternate like the Scenes of Day and Night. 
 Since every Man who lives, is born to die, 
 And none can boaft fincere Felicity; 
 With equal Mind what happens let us bear, 
 Nor Joy nor Grieve too much for Things beyond our Care. 
 Like Pilgrims, to th' appointed Place we tend, 
 The World's an Inn, and Death the Journey's End. 
 Ev'n Kings but play, and when their Part is done, (Arc. 
 Someother, worfe or better, mount the Throne. Dryd.Pal.ijf 
 
 What then remains, but after paft Annoy 
 To take the good Viciffitude of Joy; 
 
 To thank the gracious Gods for what they give, (Arc. 
 
 PoiTefs our Souls, and while we live, to live. Dryd. Pal. & 
 
 VINE. See Embraces. 
 They led the Vine 
 To wed her Elm : She, Ypous'd, about him twines 
 Her marriageable Arms ; and with her brings 
 Her Dower, th' adopted Clutters, to adorn 
 His barren Leaves. Milt. 
 
 Th'afpiring Vines 
 Embrace their Husband Elms in am'rous Twines, Dryd.Virg. 
 
 Once like a Vine I flouriuYd, and was yourg, 
 Rich in my rip'ning Hopes that fpoke me'ilrorg : 
 
 l> 3 But 
 
246 Virago. 
 
 But now a dry and wither' d Stock am grown, 
 
 And all my Clufters and my Branches gone. Qtzv.Dcn.Carl, 
 
 VIRAGO. See Amazon. 
 A Warrior Dame, 
 Unbred to Spinning, in the Loom, unskill'd, 
 She chofe the nobler Pa/las of the Field ; 
 Mix'd with the firft, the fierce Virago fought, 
 Suftain*d the Toils of Arms, the Danger fought; 
 Out-tfript the Winds in Speed upon the Plain, 
 Flew o'er the Fields, nor hurt the bearded Grain. 
 She fwept the Seas, and as fhe skimm'd along, 
 Her flying Feet unbath'd on Billows hung : 
 Men, Boys, and Women, ftupid with Surprize, 
 Where-e'er (he pafTes, fix their wond'ring Eyes : 
 Longing they look, and gaping at the Sight, 
 Devour her o'er and o'er with vafc Delight. 
 Her purple Habit fits with fuch a Grace 
 On her fmooth Shoulders, and fo fuits her Face : 
 Her Head with Ringlets of her Hair is crown'd, 
 And in a golden Caul the Curls are bound. 
 She fhakes her Myrtle JavTm, and behind 
 Her Lydan Quiver dances in the Wind. DryaJ'irg* 
 
 Next Trullaczme; Trnlla more bright 
 Than burnifh'd Armour of her Knight. 
 A bold Virago, flout and tall 
 As Joan of France, or Englijb Moll: 
 Thro' Perils both of Wind and Limb, 
 Thro' thick and thin fhe followed him: 
 At Breach of Wall, or Hedge-Surprize, 
 Shcfhar'd i' th' Hazard and the Prize: 
 At beating Quarters up, or Forage, 
 Behav'd herfelf with matchlefs Courage; 
 And laid about in Fight more bufily 
 Than th' Amazonian Pen-Tbefile '• 
 But here fome Criticks do cry Shame, 
 And fay cur Authors are to blame, 
 That fpite of all Philofophers, 
 Who hold no Females flout but Bears, 
 Make feeble Ladies, in their Works, 
 To fight like Termagants and Turks; 
 To lay their native Arms afide, 
 Their Modefty, and ride aflride j 
 
 To 
 
Virtue 247 
 
 To run a-tilt at Men, and wield 
 
 Their naked Tools in open Field : 
 
 As flout Armida, bold Tbalejlris, 
 
 And fhe that fhould have been the Miflrefs 
 
 Of Gondibert ; but he had Grace, 
 
 And rather took a Country Lafs. Hud. 
 
 VIRTUE. 
 
 Virtue, the noble Caufe for which you're made ! 
 Improperly we meafure Life by Breath, 
 Thofe do not truly live, who merit Death. Stepn. Jav. 
 
 Our Life is fhort, but to extend that Span 
 To vaft Eternity, is Virtue's Work. Sbak. Troi/. & Creff, 
 
 He lives in Fame that dies in Virtue's Caufe. Sbak.Tit.Andr. 
 How vain is Virtue, which directs our Ways 
 Thro 1 certain Dangers, to uncertain Praife ! 
 Barren and airy Name ! Thee Fortune flies, 
 With thy lean Train, the Pious and the Wife. 
 Heav'n takes thee at thy Word, without Regard, 
 And lets thee poorly be thy own Reward. 
 The World is made for the bold impious Man, 
 Who Hops at nothing, feizes all he. can. 
 Juftice to Merit does weak Aid afford, 
 She trufts her Ballance, and neglects her Sword : 
 Virtue is nice to take what's not her own, 
 And while fhe long confuks, the Prize is gone. Dryd.Aur. 
 
 Great Minds, like Heav'n are pleas'd with doing Good, 
 Tho' the ungrateful Subjects of their Favours 
 Are barren in Return. Virtue does ilill 
 With Scorn the mercenary World regard, 
 Where abject Souls do Good, and hope Reward ; 
 Above the worthlefs Trophies Men can raife, > 
 
 She feeks not Honours, Wealth, nor airy Praife, > 
 
 But with herfelf herfelf the Goddefs pays Rjwe Tamer I. 3 
 
 But few are virtuous when Reward's away. Dry J, 
 
 For who would Virtue for herfelf regard, 
 Or wed, without the Portion of Reward? Dryd. Juv 
 
 Hence with this peevifh Virtue, 'tis a Cheat, 
 And they who taught it firft were Hypocrites. Q/au. Orpb. 
 
 Wouldft thou to Honours and Preferments climb? 
 Be bold in Mifchief, dare fome mighty Crime j 
 Which Dangers, Death, or Banifhment deferves ; 
 For Virtue is but daily prais'd, and itarves ; 
 
 L 4 Great 
 
1 48 Ufurper. 
 
 Great Men to great Crimes owe their Plate imbofs'd, *> 
 Fair Palaces, and Furniture of Coll, > 
 
 And high Commands: A freaking Sin is loft. Dryd*fuv.^ 
 
 Torment of Mind ! O feeble Virtue, hence ! 
 I blow thee from the Palace to the Cottage, 
 To build in Hearts of Hinds ; blefs their rude Hands 
 With thy lean Recompence of endlefs Labour. 
 For me, fince I have buril th* ungrateful Chain 
 That held me to thee like a fhackled Slave, 
 I will enjoy whatever the Gods have given, 
 And furfeit on the Beauties of Saiandria. Lee Mitbrid. 
 
 If when a Crown and Miftrefs are in Place, 
 Virtue intrudes with her lean holy Face ; 
 Virtue's then mine, and not I Virtue's P'oe : 
 Why does me come where (he has nought to do ? 
 Let her with Anch'rets, not with Lovers, lie: 
 Statefmenand they keep better Company. Dryd.Cortf. of Gran. 
 
 Virtue and Vice are never in one Soul; 
 A Man is wholly wife, or wholly is a Fool. Dnd Per/. 
 
 How ilrange a Riddle Virtue is ! 
 They never mifs it, who poffefs it not ; 
 And they who have it, ever find a Want. Rocb. Vaknt. 
 
 Virtue, the more it is expos'd, 
 Like purefl Linnen, laid in open Air, 
 Will bleach the more, and whiten to the View. Drjd. Ampbit. 
 
 To fuppliant Virtue nothing is dery'd. Garth Ovid. 
 
 For Bleffings ever wait on virtuous Deeds; 
 And tho' a late a fure reward fucceeds. Ctng. Mourn. Bride 
 
 USURPER. See King, Tyrant. 
 He who by Force a Sceptre does obtain, 
 Shews he can govern that which he could gain. 
 Right comes of Courfe; whatever he was before, 
 Murder and Ufurpation are no more. Dryd. Auren. 
 
 As when the Sea breaks o'er its Bounds, 
 And overflows the level Grounds ; 
 Thofe Banks and Dams, that like a Skreen 
 Did keep it out, now keep it in : 
 So when Tyrannick Ufurpation, 
 Invades the Freedom of a Nation, 
 Thofe Laws o'th' Land that were intended 
 To keep it out, are made defend it. Hud, 
 
 A Sceptre fnatch'd with an unruly Hand, 
 Mull be as boift'roully mahtfain'd as gain'd : 
 
 And 
 
Vulcan. Want. 249 
 
 Arid he that ftands upon a flipp'ry Place, 
 
 Makes nice of no vi!e Hold to flay him up. Sbak. K. John. 
 
 Dare to be great without a guilty Crown, 
 View it, and lay the bright Temptation down. 
 *Tis bafe to feize on all becaufe you may ; 
 That's Empire, that which I can give away : 
 There's Joy, when to wild Will you Laws prefcribe, 
 When you bid Fortune carry back her Bribe. 
 A Joy which none but greater! Minds can tafte, 
 A Fame which will to endlefs Ages laft. Dryd. Auren. 
 
 A few Uiurpers to the Shades defcend 
 By a dry Death, or with a quiet End. Dryd-Juv. 
 
 Unhappy State of fuch as wear a Crown, 
 Fortune does feldom lay them gently down. How. 
 
 VULCAN. See Cyclops. 
 Jn Aufinian Land 
 Men caird him Muiciber; and how he fell 
 From Heav'n they fabled, thrown by angry Jove 
 Sheer o'er the cryihl Battlements: From Morn 
 To Noon he fell, from Noon to dewy Eve, 
 A Summer's Day ; and with the fetting Sun 
 Dropt from the Zenith, like a falling Star, 
 On Lemnos, the JEgean I fie. Milt. 
 
 Me by the Heel he drew, 
 And o'er HeavVs Battlements with Fury threw. 
 All Day I fell : My Flight at Morn begun, 
 And ended not but with the fetting Sun. 
 Pitch'd on my Head, at length the Lemnian Ground 
 Receiv'd my batter'd Skull, the Sintbiam heal'd my Wound. 
 
 [Dryd. Horn. 
 WANT. 
 Want is a bitter and a hateful Good, 
 Becaufe its Virtues are not underftood : 
 Yet many Things, impoflible to Thought, 
 Have been by Need to full Perfection brought. 
 The daring of the Soul proceeds from thence, 
 Sharpnefs of Wit, and aclive Diligence. 
 Prudence at once and Fortitude it gives, 
 And, if in Patience taken, mends our Lives: 
 For ev'n that Indigence which brings me low, 
 Makes me my felf and him above to know. 
 A Good which none would challenge, few would chufe; 
 A fair Pofleflion, which Mankind refufe t 
 
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250 Want. 
 
 If we from Wealth to Poverty defcend, {of Bath's Tale. 
 Want gives to know the Flatt'rer from the Friend. Dryd.Wife 
 
 Want is the Scorn of ev'ry empty Fool, 
 And Wit in Rags is turn'd to Ridicule. Dryd. Juv. 
 
 Famine is in thy Cheeks, 
 Need and Opprefiion flaring in thy Looks, 
 Contempt and Beggary hung on thy Back. Shak. Rom, & Jul. 
 
 Oh ! we mud change the Scene, 
 In which the paft Delights of Love were tailed : 
 The Poor Deep little ; we mud learn to watch 
 Our Labours late and early ev'ry Morning, 
 'Midll Winter- Frofls, fparingly clad and fed, 
 Rife to our Toils, and drudge away the Day. 
 Oh Behedera ! 
 
 Want, worldly Want, that hungry meagre Fiend, 
 Is at our Heels, and chafes us in View. 
 Can'it thou bear Cold and Hunger? Can thefe Limbs, 
 Fram'd for the tender Offices of Love, 
 Endure the bitter Gripes of fmarting Poverty ? 
 When in a Bed of Straw we fhrink together, 
 And the bleak Winds fliall whiille round our Heads, 
 Wilt thou then talk to me thus ? 
 Thus hufli my Cares, and (helter me with Love. 
 
 Oh ! I will love thee, ev'n in Madnefs love thee, 
 Tho' my diilracled Senfes (hall for fake me! 
 Tho" the bare Earth be all our Reiling-place, 
 Its Roots our Food, fome Cliff our Habitation ; 
 I'll make this Arm a Pillow for thy Head, 
 And as thou, fighing, lyell, and fwell'd with Sorrow, 
 Creep to thy Bofom, pour the Balm of Love 
 Into thy Soul, and kifs thee to thy Rell. Otzo. Ven.Pref. 
 
 Oh we will bear our wayward Fate together, 
 And ne'er know Comfort more. Otzv Ven. Pre/. 
 
 Lord what an am'rous Thing is Want ! 
 How Debts and Mortgages enchant ! 
 What Graces mull that Lady have, 
 That can from Execution hvQ ? 
 What Charms, that can reverfe Extent, 
 And null Decree and Exigent ? 
 What magical Attracts and Graces, 
 That can redeem from Scire Facias ? 
 From Bonds and Statutes can difchnrge, 
 And from Contempts of Courts enlarge ? 
 
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 Thefe are the higheft Excellencies, 
 
 Of all our true or falie Pretences ; 
 
 And you would damn your felves, and fwear 
 
 As much t'an Hoftefs Dowager, 
 
 Grown fat and Purfy by Retail 
 
 Of Pots of Beer and bottled Ale; 
 
 And find her fitter for your Turn ; 
 
 For Fat is vvon'drous apt to burn : 
 
 Who at your Flames would foon take Fire, 
 
 Relent, and melt to your Defire ; 
 
 And like a Candle in the Socket, 
 
 DifTolve her Graces hit' your Pocket. Hud. 
 
 WAR. See Batik, Fighting, 'jcufts, Mars, Soldier. 
 Now impious Arms from ev'ry Part refound : 
 The Peaceful Peafant to the War is prefs'd; 
 The Fields lie fallow in inglorious Reft. 
 The Plain no Pafture to the Flocks affords ; 
 The crooked Scithes are ftraighten'd into Swords. 
 Perfidious Mars long-plighted Leagues divides, 
 And o'er the wafted World in Triumph rides. Dryd. Virg. 
 
 The Peaceful Cities, 
 LuU'd in their Eafe, and undifturb'd before, 
 Art all on Fire ; and fome, with fludious Care, 
 Their reftiff Steeds in fandy Plains prepare. 
 Some their foft Limbs in painful Marches try, 
 And War is all their Willi, and Arms the genVal Cry. 
 Part fcour the rufty Shields with Seam, and part 
 Now-grind the blunted Ax, and point the Dart, 
 With Joy they view the waving Enfigns fly, 
 And hear the Trumpets Clangor pierce the Sky. 
 So$(| hammer Helmet* for the fighting Field ; 
 Some twine young Sallows to fupport the Shield, 
 The Croflet fome, and feme the Cuifhes mold, 
 With Silver plated, and with ductile Gold, 
 The ruftick Humours of the Scithe and Share, 
 Give Place to Swords and Plumbs, the Pride of War. 
 Old Falchions are new-temper' d in the Fires ; 
 The founding Trumpet cv'ry Soul infpires. 
 The Word is given, with eager Halle they lace 
 The filming Head-piece, and the Shield embrace. 
 The neighing Steeds are to the Chariot ty'd, 
 The trufty Weapon fits on ev'ry Side. Dryd 'Virg. 
 
 With rufhing Troops the Plains are cover'd o'er, 
 And thund'ring Footiteps fhake the founding Shore : 
 
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2 5 2 /Ftf r. 
 
 Along the Rivers level Meads they ffand? 
 
 Thick as in Spring the Flow'rs adorn the Land,. 
 
 Or Leaves the Trees ; or thick as Infe&s play, 
 
 The wand'ring Nation of a Summer's Day, 
 
 That drawn by milky Steams at Ev'ning Hours, 
 
 In gather'd Swarms fur round the rural Bow'rs j 
 
 From Pail to Pail, with bufy Murmur, run 
 
 The gilded Legions, glitt'ring in the Sun. Pope Horn. 
 
 As Legions in the Field their Front difplay, 
 To try the Fortune of feme doubtful Day ; 
 And move to meet their Foes with fober Pace, 
 Strict to their Figure, tho* in wider Space, 
 Before the Battle joins, while, from afar. 
 The Field yet glitters with the Pomp of War ; 
 And equal Mars, like an impartial Lord, 
 Leaves all to Fortune, and the Dint of Sword, Dryd.Firg. 
 
 An iron Harveft on the Field appears, 
 Of Launces, burnifrYd Shields, and bridling Spears; 
 Throng'd Helms, in long embattel'd Ranks difpos'd, 
 The low'ring Front of horrid War difclos'd. Bine. 
 
 The neighboring Plain with Arms is cover'd o'er ; 
 The Vale an iron Harveil feems to yield 
 Of thick- fprung Launces in a waving Field ; 
 The polilh'd Steel gleems terribly from far, 
 And cv'ry Moment nearer ftiew3 the War. Dryd.Aur. 
 
 The various Glories of their Arms combine, 
 And in one fearful dazling Medley join. 
 The Air above, and all the Fields beneath, 
 Shine with a bright Variety of Death : 
 The Sun ftarts back, to fee the Fields difplay 
 Their rival Luftre, and terreftrial Day. MUc. 
 
 The Fields 
 Are bright with flaming Swords and biazen Shields; 
 A mining Harveft either Hoft difplays, 
 And ihoots againft the Sun with equal Rays. "Dryd.Vitg* 
 
 The fcepter'd Rulers lead; the following Hoft, 
 Pour'd forth in Millions, darkens all the Coaft : 
 As from fome rocky Cleft the Shepherd fees, 
 Clufl'ring in Heaps on Heaps, the driving Bees, 
 Rolling and blacSoing, Swarms fuccccding Swarms, 
 With deeper Murmurs, and more hoarfe Alarms ; 
 Duskv they fpread, a clofe embody 'a Crow'd, 
 And o'er the Vaie ddcends the living Cloud, 
 
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 So from the Tents and Ships a lengthening Train 
 
 Spreads all the Beach, and wide o'erfhades the Plain ; 
 
 A long the Region runs a deaf'ning Sound ; 
 
 Beneath their Footfteps groans the trembling Ground : 
 
 Fame flies before, the MelTenger of Jove, 
 
 And mining foars, and claps her Wings above. Pope Horn. 
 
 The mighty Numbers move: 
 So roll the Billows on th' Icarian Shore 
 From Eaft and South, when Winds begin to roar, 
 Burft their dark Manlions in the Clouds and fweep 
 The whit'ning Surface of the ruffled Deep, 
 And as on Corn when weftern Gulls defcend, 
 Before the Blalb the lofty Harvelts bend ; 
 Thus o'er the Field the moving Holt appears, (Hon. 
 
 With nodding Plumes, and Groves of waving Spears. Pope 
 
 All in a Moment rofe 
 A Foreft huge of Spears; and thronging Helms 
 Appear'd, and ferred Shields in thick Array, 
 Of Depth immeafurable : Straight out flew 
 Millions of flaming Swcrds ; the fudden Blaze 
 Far round illumia'd Hell They fierce, with grafped Arms, 
 Clafh'd on their founding Shields the Din of War, 
 Hurling Defiance tow'rds the Vault of Heav'n. Milt, 
 
 It was the Time 
 When creeping Murmur and the poring Dark, 
 Fill the wide Veffd of the Univerfe : 
 From Camp to Camp, thro' the foul Womb of Night, 
 The Hum of cv'ry Army ftilly founds. 
 Fire anfwers Fire, and thro' their paly Flames 
 Each Battle fees the other's umber'd Face. 
 Steed threatens Steed in high and boaflful Neighs, 
 Piercing the Night's dull Ear ; and from the Tents 
 The Armourers accompliming the Knights, 
 With bufy Hammers doling Rivets up, 
 Give dreadful Note of Preparation. Sbak.Hen. 5. 
 
 Now fcarce the dawning Day began to fpring, 
 
 When, confus'd and high, ~) 
 
 Ev'n from the Heav'n was heard a fhouting Cry, > 
 
 For Mars was early up, and rouz'd the Sky. 3 
 
 The Gods came downward to behold the Wars, 
 Sharp'ning their Sights, and leaning from their Stars: 
 The Neighing of the gen'rous Horfe was heard, 
 For Battle by the bufy Groom prepar'd. 
 
 Ruftling 
 
254 War. 
 
 Ruftling of Harnefs, rattling of the Shield, 
 Clatt'ring of Armour furbifh'd for the Field, 
 The greedy fight might there devour the Gold 
 Of glittering Arms, too dazling to behold ; 
 And polihYd Steel, that call the View afide, 
 And crefted Motions with their plumy Pride. 
 Knights, with a long Retinue of their Squires, 
 In gaudv Liveries march, and quaint Attires : 
 One lac'd the Helm, another held the Launce, 
 A third the mining Buckler did advance. 
 The Courfer paw'd the Ground with reftlefs Feet, 
 And, fnorting, foam'd, and champ'd the golden Bit. 
 The Smiths and Armourers on Palfreys ride, 
 Files in their Hands, and Hammers at their Side; 
 And Nails forloofen'd Spears, and Thongs for Shields pro- 
 vide. Dryd. Pal. & Arc. 
 
 Peace leaves the violated Fields, and Hate. 
 Both Armies urges to their mutual Fate. Dryd.Virg. 
 
 The gloomy Throngs look terrible from far, 
 Difclofmg flow the horrid Face of War. 
 The thick Battalions move in dreadful Form, 
 As lowering Clouds advance before a Storm. Blac. 
 
 Now, like a Deluge, covering all around, 
 The mining Armies fwept along the Ground ; 
 Swift as a Flood of Fire when Storms arife, 
 Floats the wild Field, and blazes to the Skies: 
 Earth groan'd beneath them ; as when angry Jove 
 Hurls down the forky Lightning from Above, 
 On Arune when he the Thunder throws, 
 And fires Typhosus with redoubled Blows ; 
 Where Typbon prefs'd beneath the burning Load, 
 Still feels the Fury of th' avenging God. Pope Hotn . 
 
 The thronging Troops obfcure the dusky Fields, 
 Horrid with bridling Spears, and gleaming Shields. Pope Hem. 
 
 A Cloud of blinding Dull is rais'd around; 
 Labours beneath their Feet the trembling Ground. Dryd.Virg. 
 
 Advancing in a Line, they couch their Spears, 
 And lefs and lefs the middle Space appears. 
 
 Thick Smoak obfeures the Field and fcarce are feeta 
 The neighing Courfers, and the fliouting Men. 
 In Diftance of their Darts they Hop their Courfe, 
 Then Man to Man they rulh, and Horfe to Horfe : 
 The Face of Heav'n the flying Jav'lins hide, 
 And Deaths unfeenare dealt on either Side. Dryd. Virg. 
 
 Thick 
 
War. 255 
 
 Thick Storms of Steel from either Army fly, 
 And Clouds of clafhing Darts obfeure the Sky, Dr yd. Virg. 
 
 Thus equal Deaths are dealt with equal Chance, 
 By Turns they quit their Ground, by Turns advance; 
 Victors and Vanquifh'd in the various Field, 
 Not wholly overcome, nor wholly yield : 
 The Gods from Heav'n furvey the fatal Strife, 
 And mourn the Miferies of human Life. Dryd.Virg. 
 
 Now bearded Darts, and fatal Jav'lins fly, 
 And Balls of Fire hifs thro' th' enlighten'd Sky. 
 Each on his Foe miffive Deitruction pours, 
 And Death receives and gives in feather'd ShowVs. B/ae. 
 
 To the rude Shock of War both Armies came, 
 Their Leaders equal, and their Strength the fame: 
 With Spears afar, with Swords at Hand they ftrike ; 
 And Zeal of Slaughter fires their Souls alike. 
 The Soldiers dauntlefs thus maintain the Field, 
 And Hearts are piere'd, unknowing how to yield ; 
 They Blow for Blow return, and Wound for Wound ; 
 And Heaps of Bodies raife the level Ground. Dryd.Virg. 
 
 And now both Hofts their broken Troops unite 
 In equal Ranks, and mix in mortal Fight. 
 They lirike, they pu(h, they throng the fcanty Space, *7 
 Refolv'd on Death, impatient of Difgrace ; S 
 
 And where one falls, another fills his Place. Dryd Virg. 3 
 An undiitinguiQYd Noife afcends the Sky, (Dryd. Virg. 
 The Shouts of thole who kill, and Groans of thofe who die. 
 
 The Fight grows hot, the whole War's now at Work, 
 And the goar'd Battle bleeds in ev'ry Vein. Sbak K.Le.ir. 
 
 When Gra^j-join'd Greeks, then was the Tug of War; 
 The-labour'd Battle fweat, and Conqueft bled. Lee Alex. 
 
 Now dying Groans are heard, the Fields are ftrew'd 
 With fallen Bodies, and are drunk with Blood. 
 Arms, Horfes, Men, on Heaps together lie: 
 Confus'd the Fight, and more confus'd the Cry. 
 The Sands with itreaming of Blood are fanguine dv'd, 
 And Death, with Honour, fought on ev'ry Side. Dryd. Virg. 
 
 What Noife of Arms, what Shouts the Air confound! 
 What Ruin, what {lain Heaps deform the Ground ? 
 The Dead make Bulwarks, which the Living climb, 
 That in the Air rife, like our Walls, fublime. Blac. 
 
 Dead Corps imbofs the Vale with little Hills. Cowl. 
 
 His fmoaking Horfes at their utmoft Speed 
 He luflie; on, and urges o'er the Dead : 
 
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 Their Fetlocks run with Blood, and, when they bound, 
 The Gore and gathering Duft are dafh'd around. Dryd.Virg. 
 
 The Rear fo prefs'd the Front, they could not wield 
 The angry Weapons, to difpute the Field. Dryd. Virg. 
 
 They Darts, with Clamour, at a Dillance drive, 
 And only keep the languiuVd War alive. Dryd. Virg* 
 
 The frighted Soldiers, when their Captains fly, 
 More on their Speed than on their Strength rely. 
 Confus'd in Fight, they bear each other down, 
 And fpur their Hoi fes headlong to the Town ; 
 Driv'n by their Foes, and to their Fears refign'd. 
 Not once they turn, but take their Wounds behind. 
 Thefe drop the Shield, and thofe the Launce forego, 
 Or on their Shoulders bear the flacken'd Bow: 
 The Hoofs of Horfes, with a rattling Sound, 
 Beat thick and fhort, and (hake the folid Ground. 
 Black Clouds of Duft come rolling in the Sky, 
 And o'er the darken 'd Walls and Rampires fly. 
 All preffing on, Purfuers and Purfu'd 
 Are crunYd in Clouds, a mingled Multitude, 
 Some happy few efcap'd; The Throng too late 
 Rum on for Entrance, till they choak the Gate. 
 Then in Affright the folding Gates they clofe, 
 But leave their Friends excluded with their Foes. 
 The Vanquiih'd cry, the Victors loudly ihout, 
 'Tis Terror all within, and Slaughter all without. 
 Blind in their Fear, they bound a gain ft the Wall; ' 
 Or, to the Motes purfu'd, precipitate their Fall. Dryd.Virg. 
 
 Then planting at the Walls a Scaling-Ladder, 
 I mounted Spite of ShowVs of Cranes, Bars, Arrows, 
 And all the Lumber which they thunder'd down. 
 I left the Walls, to fly among my Foes, 
 And, like a baited Lion, dy'd my felf 
 All over with the Blood of thofe bold Hunters; 
 Till fpent with Toil, I battel'd on my Knees, 
 Pluck'd forth the Darts that made my Shield a Forelt, 
 And hurl'd them back with moll unconquer'd Fury. LeeJlex. 
 
 Now Peals ofShouts came thund'ring from afar, 
 Cries, Threats, and loud Laments, and mingled War : 
 Louder, and yet more loud, we hear the Alarms : 
 Of human Cries diitinft, and claming Arms : 
 New Clamours and new Clangors now arife, 
 The Sound of Trumpets mix'd with fighting Cries, 
 The fire confumes the Town, the Foe commands ; 
 
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 And armed Hofls, and unexperienced Force, 
 
 Break in, and Foes, for Entrance, prefs without. 
 
 To fev'ral Ports their Parties they divide ; 
 
 Some block the narrow Streets, fome fcour the wide : 
 
 The Bold they kill, the Unwary they furprize; 
 
 Who fights finds Death, and Death finds him who flies, 
 
 The Warders of the Gate but fcarce maintain 
 
 Th* unequal Combat, and refill in vain. 
 
 We hear'd; And Heav'n, that well-born Souls infpires, 
 
 Prompts us thro' lifted Swords and rifing Fires 
 
 To run, where claming Arms and Clamour calls, 
 
 And rufh undaunted to defend the Walls. 
 
 The pafiive Gods behold the Greeks defile 
 
 Their Temples, and abandon to the Spoil 
 
 Their own Abodes ; we, feeble we, confpire 
 
 To lave a finking Town involv'd in Fire. 
 
 We leave the narow Lanes behind, and dare 
 
 TrT unequal Combat in the publick Square ; 
 
 Night was our Friend, our Leader was Defpair. 
 
 What Tongue can tell the Slaughter of that Night ? 
 
 What Eyes can weep the Sorrows and Affright ? 
 
 An ancient and imperial City falls ; 
 
 The Streets are fill'd with frequent Funerals : 
 
 Houfes and holy Temples float in Blood, 
 
 And hoitile Nations make a common Flood. 
 
 Not only Trojans fall, but, in their Turn, 
 
 The Vanquifh'd triumph, and the Victors mourn. 
 
 Ours take new Courage from Defpair and Night ; 
 
 Confus'd the Fortune is, confus'd the Fight ; 
 
 All Parts refound with Tumults, Plaints, and Fears, 
 
 And grieily Death in fundry Shapes appears: 
 
 New Clamours from th' inverted Palace ring ; 
 
 So hot th' AfFault, fo high the Tumult rofe, 
 
 While ours defend, and while the Greeks oppofe ; 
 
 As if all Ilium elfe were void of Fear, 
 
 And Tumult, War, and Slaughter, only there. 
 
 Their Targets in Tortoife cart, our Foes 
 
 Secure advancing, to the Turret's rofe : 
 
 Some mount the Scaling Ladders, fome, more bold, 
 
 Swerve upwards, and by Ports and Pillars hold : 
 
 Their Left-Hand gripes the Bucklers in th' Afcent, 
 
 While with the Right they feize the Battlement. 
 
 From their demolifh'd Tow'rs the Trojans throw 
 
 Huge Heaps of Scones, that, hllin^, cru/h the Foe; 
 
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 And heavy Beams and Rafters from the Sides, 
 And gilded Roofs, come tumbling from on high, 
 The Marks of State and ancient Royalty. 
 The Lightning flies no fwifter than the Fall, 
 Nor Thunder louder than the ruin'd Wall. 
 Down goes the Top at once ; the Greeks beneath 
 Are piece-meal torn, or pounded into Death. 
 Yet more fucceed, and more to Death are fent : 
 We ceafe not from above, nor they below relent. 
 The Guards ht\os, fix'd in the Pafs, attend 
 The Charge undaunted, and the Gate defend. 
 
 The Infantry 
 Rufh on in Crowds, and the barr'd PafTage free. 
 Ent'ring the Courts with Shouts the Skies they rend, 
 And flaming Firebrands to the Roofs afcend. 
 Pyrrhus, among the foremoft, deals his Blows, 
 And with his Ax repeated Strokes beftows 
 On the ftrong Doors : Then all their Shoulders ply, 
 Till from the Pofts the brazen Hinges fly. 
 He hews apace, the double Bars at length 
 Yield to his Ax and unrefiiled Strength. 
 A mighty Breach is made: The Rooms conceal'd 
 Appear, and all the Palace is reveal'd. 
 The fatal Work inhuman Pyrrhus plies, 
 And all his Father fparkles in his Eyes. 
 Nor Bars, nor fighting Guards, his Force fuflain, 
 The Bars are broken, and the Guards are flain. 
 In rum the Greeks, and all th' Apartments fill ; 
 Thofe few Defendants which they find, they kill : 
 Where-e're the rifing Fire had left a Space, 
 They enter and poffefs the Place. 
 The fearful Matrons run from Place to Place, 
 And kifs the Threftiolds. and the Pofts embrace : 
 Driv'n like a Flock of Doves along the Sky, 
 The Images they hug, and to the Altars fly : 
 But the protecting Gods are deaf to Pray'rs. Dryd. Vlrg. 
 
 The wond'ring Babes from Mothers Breafts are rent, 
 And fufrer Ills they neither fear'd nor meant : 
 No filver Rev'rence guards the {looping Age; 
 No Rule nor Method ties their boundlefs Rage. 
 Nothing but Fire and Slaughter meets the Eyes, 
 Nothing the Ear but Groans and difmal Cries. Cowl. 
 
 Now march the bold Confederates thro' the Plain, 
 Well hors'd, well clad, a rich and fhining Train. 
 
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 Silent they move ; majeftically flow, 
 Like ebbing A7&, or Ganges in his Flow. 
 The Trojans view the dufty Cloud from far, 
 And the dark Menace of a diftant War. 
 
 They from the Rampire faw it rife, 
 Blackening the Fields, and thick'ning thro 1 the Skies. 
 And when the rolling Clouds approach the Walls, 
 They arm, and man the Works, prepare the Spears 
 And pointed Darts. Then fhut their Gates; with Shoufls 
 Their Bulwarks, and fecure, their Foes attend. (afcend 
 
 For their wife Gen'ral, with forefeeing Care, 
 Had charg'd them not to tempt the doubtful War : 
 Nor, tho 1 provok'd, in open Fields advance; 
 But clofe within their Lines attend their Chance. 
 Unwilling, yet they keep the itricl Command ; 
 And fourly wait in Arms the hoftile Band. 
 
 The Foe then fac'd the Lines, 
 Amaz'd to find a daftard Race that run 
 Behind the Rampires, and the Battle fhun. 
 All clad in mining Arms, the Works invert ; 
 Each with a radiant Helm, and waving Crell. 
 The Trojans from above their Foes beheld, 
 And with arm'd Legions all the Rampires fill'd : 
 Seiz'd with Affright, their Gates they firft explore ; 
 Join Works to Works with Bridges ; Tow'r to Tow'r. 
 The Soldiers draw their Lots, and, as they fall, 
 By Turns relieve each other on the Wall. 
 
 The Volfians bear their Shields upon their Head, 
 And, rufhing forward, from a moving Shed; 
 Thefe fill the Ditch, thofe pull the Bulwarks down ; 
 Some raife the Ladders, others Scale the Town. 
 But where void Spaces on the Walls appear, 
 Or thin Defence, they pour their Forces there. 
 With Poles, and miflive Weapons from afar, 
 The Trojans keep aloof a rifing War. 
 They roll down Ribs of Rocks, and unrefilled Weight, 
 To break the Penthoufe with the pond'rous Blow; 
 Which yet the patient Volfians undergo : 
 But could not bear th' unequal Combat long; 
 For where the Trojans find the thickeit. Throng, 
 The Ruin falls : Their fcatter'd Shields give Way, 
 .And their crufh'd Heads become an eafy Prey. 
 They fhrink for Fear, abated of their Rage, 
 Nor longer dare in blind Fight engage. 
 
 Contented 
 
i6o War, 
 
 Contented now to gaul them from below "1 
 
 With Darts and Slings, and with the diftant Bow, P 
 
 The blazing Pines within the Trenches throw ; j 
 
 Broke down the Palifades ; the Trenches won, 
 And loud for Ladders call, to fcale the Town. 
 The Ditch with Faggots fili'd, the daring Foe 
 Tofs'd Firebrands, to the fleepy Turrets throw. 
 
 There flood a TowV, amazing to the Sight, 
 Built up of Beams, and of ftupendous Height ; 
 Art and the Nature of the Place confpir'd 
 To furnifh all the Strength that War requir'd. 
 To level this, the bold Idalians join ; 
 The wary Trojans obviate their Defign ; 
 With weighty Stones o'er whelm their Troops below, 
 Shoot thro' the Loop-holes, and fharp Jav'lins throw. 
 Turnus, the Chief, tofs'd from his thund'ring Hand 
 Againfl the wooden Walls a flaming Brand: 
 It (tuck, the fiery Plague: The Winds were high; 
 The Planks were feafon'd, and the Timber dry. 
 Contagion caught the Pofls; it fpread along, 
 Scorch'd, and to Diftance drove the fcatter'd Throng, 
 The Trojans fled ; the Fire purfu'd amain, 
 Still gathering fait upon the trembling Train;. 
 Till crouding to the Corners of the Wall,. 
 Down the Defence, and the Defenders fall. 
 The mighty Flaw makes Hea'vn it felf refound ; 
 The dead and dying Trojans ftrew the Ground. 
 The TowV that followM on the fallen Crew, 
 Whelm'd on their Heads, and bury'd whom it flew ; 
 Some ftuck upon the Darts themfelves had fent ; 
 All the fame equal Ruin underwent. 
 
 Undaunted, they no Danger fhun ; 
 From Wall to Wall the Shouts and Clamours run. 
 They bend their Bows, they whirl their Slings around : ^ 
 Heaps of fpent Arrows fall, and ftrew the Ground; > 
 And Helms, and Shields, and rattling Arms refound. 3 
 The Combat thickens, like the Storm that flies 
 From Welhvard, when the fhow'ry Kids arife. 
 And now the Trojan Troops, 
 Prefuming on their Strength, the Gates unbar, 
 And of their own Accord invite the War. 
 Arm'd on the Right and on the Left they ftand, 
 And flank the PafTage, 
 
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Waves. Weeping. 261 
 
 In flows a T ide of Latians, when they fee 
 The Gate fet open, and the PafTage free. 
 
 But foon repuls'd, they fly, 
 Or in the well-defended Pafs they die. Dryd.Virg. 
 
 The dreadful BuGnefs of the War is over; 
 And Slaughter, that, from Yefler Morn 'till Even, 
 With giant Steps pafs'd finding o'er the Field, 
 Befmear'd, and horrid with the Blood of Nations, 
 Now weary fits among the mangled Heaps, 
 And flumbers o'er her Prey. Rozve Tamerl. 
 
 WAVES. See Applaufe, Enjoyment. 
 
 So fwelling Surges with a thund'ring Roar, 
 Driv'n on each other's Backs, infult the Shore ; 
 Bound o'er the Rocks, incroach upon the Land, 
 And far upon the Beach eject the Sand: 
 Then backward with a fwing they take their Way, 
 Repuls'd from upper Ground, and feek their Mother-Sea; 
 With equal Hurry quit thi* invaded Shore, (Virg 
 
 And fwallow back theSandand Stones they fpew'd before. Dry. 
 
 Far off we hear the Waves with furly Sound 
 Invade the Rocks, the Rocks their Groans rebound. 
 The Billows break upon the founding Strand, 
 And roll the rifing Tides impure with Sand. Dryd.Virg. 
 
 As when old Ocean roars, 
 And heaves huge Surges to the trembling Shores, 
 The groaning Banks are burft with bell'wing Sound ; 
 The Rocks remurmur, and the Deeps rebound. Pope Hem. 
 
 WEEPING. See Funeral, Grief, Sorrow, Tears; 
 
 Her brim-full Eyes that ready flood, 
 And only wanted Will to weep a Flood, 
 Releas'd their wat'ry Store, and pour'd amain, 
 Like Clouds, low hung, a fober Show'r of Rain : 
 Mute, folemn Sorrow, free from female Noife, 
 Such as the Majefly of Grief deftroys. Dryd. Sig.&Guife. 
 
 O'er her Adonis fo 
 Fair Venus mourn'd, and with the precious Show'r 
 Of her warm Tears cheriuYd the fpringing Flow'r. Wall. 
 
 So filver Tbeth on the Phrygian Shore, 
 Wept for her Son, foreknowing of his Fate: 
 The Sea-Nymphs fate around, andjoin'd their Tears, 
 While from his lowefl Deep old Father Ocean 
 Was Jieard to groan, in Pity of their Pain. Rozve Uhjf. 
 
 She 
 
262 Weeping. 
 
 She filently a gentle Tear let fall 
 From either Eye, and wip'd them with her Hair: 
 Two other precious Drops that ready flood, 
 Each in their cryflal Sluice, he, e'er they fell, 
 Kifs'd, as the gracious Signs of fweet Remorfe, 
 And pious Awe, that fear'd to have offended. Milt, 
 
 A Show'r of Tears flow'd down her lovely Face, 
 Which from her Grief receiv'd yet fweeter Grace. Blac* 
 
 So thro' a wat'ry Cloud, 
 The Sun at once feems both to weep and fhine. Dryd.Sec.Lov. 
 
 She came weeping forth, 
 Shining thro' Tears, like Apri/Suns in Show'rs, 
 That labour to o'ercome the Cloud that loads them. 
 While two young Virgins, on whofe Arms (he lean'd, 
 Kindly look'd up, and at her Grief grew fad, 
 As if they catch'd the Sorrows that fell from her; 
 Ev'n the leud Rabble, that were gather' d round 
 To fee the Sight, flood mute when they beheld her, [Pre/. 
 Govern'd their roaring Throats,and grumbled Pity. Otw.VeH* 
 
 Dumb Sorrows feiz'd the Standers by, 
 The Queen above the reft, by Nature good, 
 The Pattern form'd of perfect Woman-hood, 
 For tender Pity wept : When fhe began, 
 Thro' the bright Choir th' infectious Virtue ran ; 
 All dropp'd their Tears. Dryd.Pal. & Arc. 
 
 The Tears run gufhing from her Eyes, 
 And flopp'd her Speech in pompous Train of Woe. Dry.Vtrg. 
 See where fhe fits; and in what comely wife 
 Drops Tears more fair than others Eyes ; 
 Ah ! charming Maid ! let not ill Fortune fee 
 Th* Attire thy Sorrow wears, 
 Nor view the Beauty of thy Tears, 
 For flie'll flill come to drefs herfelf in thee. 
 Ne'er did I yet behoJd fuch glorious Weather, 
 
 As the Sun- fhine and Rain together. Cowl. 
 
 With Head declin'd, 
 Like a fair Flow'r furcharg'd with Dew, fhe weeps. Dryd. 
 
 Her Bofom labour'd with a boding Sigh, 
 And the big Tear flood trembling in her Eye. Pope Horn. 
 
 Then fetting free a Sigh, from her fair Eyes 
 She wip'd two Pearls, the Remnant of wild Show'rs, {Love. 
 Which hung like Drops upon the Bells of Flow'rs. Dryd. Sec. 
 
 So Morning-Dews on new-blown Rofes lodge, 
 By the Sun's am'rous Heat to be cxhal'd. Otzv.Orpb. 
 
 Why 
 
Welcome. Wife. 263 
 
 Why art thou wet with Weeping, as the Earth, 
 When vernal Jove defcends in gentle Show'rs, 
 To caufe Increafe, and blefs the Infant-Year ; 
 When ev'ry fpiry Grafs and painted Flow'r 
 Is hung with pearly Drops of heav'nly Rain? RozoeUlyf. 
 
 In Palarrun a manly Grief appears, 
 Silent he wept, afham'd to mew his Tears. Dryd.Pal.& Arc. 
 
 Bear my Weaknefs, 
 If, throwing thus my Arms about thy Neck, 
 I play the Boy, and blubber in thy Bofom. Otw.Ven.Pref. 
 
 Look Emperor ! this is no common Dew ; 
 I have not wept thefe forty Years but now 
 My Mother comes afr.efh into my Eyes, 
 I cannot help her foftnefs. 
 Down his white Beard a Stream of Sorrow flows. Pope Hem, 
 
 By Heav'n he weeps ! poor good old Man he weeps! 
 The big round Drops courfe one another down 
 The Furrows of his Cheeks. Dryd. All for Love, 
 
 His Eyes, 
 Aitho' unus'd unto the melting Mood, 
 Drop Tears more fall than the Arabian Tree 
 Her medicinal Gums. Sbak.Otbel. 
 
 Behold his Sorrow ftreaming from his Eyes. Dryd.Virg, 
 Companion quell'd 
 His bell of Man, and gave him up to Tears. Milt. 
 
 WELCOME. (Span. Fry. 
 
 Welcome as kindly Show'rs to long-parch 1 d Earth. Dryd. 
 Welcome as Mercy to a Man condemn'd j 
 Welcome to me as to a finking Mariner 
 The lucky Plank that bears him to the Shore. LeeOedip. 
 
 Welcome as the Light 
 To cheerful Birds, or as to Lovers Night. DrydStyr.Lovc. 
 Welcome as happy Tidings after Fears. Otw. Orpb. 
 
 Welcome 
 As when to Sailors lab'ring thro' the Main, 
 That long had heav'd the weary Oar in vain, 
 Jove bids, at length th' expe&ed Gales arife, 
 The Gales blow grateful, and the VefTel flies. PopeHo?n. 
 
 WIFE. See Marriage, Husband. 
 Who loves to hear of Wife ? Otzv.Orpb. 
 
 That dull infipid Thing without Defires, 
 And without Pow'r to give them. Dryd.Virg. 
 
 When 
 
264 Wife. 
 
 When you would give all worldly Plagues a Name 
 Worfe than they have already, call 'em Wife! 
 But a new-marry'd Wife's a feeming Mifchief, 
 Full of herfelf : Why, what a deal of Horror (Orph. 
 
 Has that poor Wretch to come that wedded yefterday ? Otw, 
 
 O wretched Husband ! while fhe hangs about thee, 
 With idle Blandi'fliments, and plays the fond One, 
 Ev'n then her hot Imagination wanders, 
 Contriving Riot, and loofe 'Scapes of Love : (Tamer?. 
 
 And, while fhe clafps thee clofe, makes thee a Monfter. JLotoe 
 We hope to find ^ 
 
 That Help, which Nature meant in Woman-kind > 
 
 To Man, that fupplemental Self defign'd : 3 
 
 But prove a burning Cauftick, when apply'd : "? 
 
 And Adam fure could with more Eafe abide (Batch. > 
 
 The Bone when broken, than when made a Bride. Cong.Old. 3 
 
 All other Goods by Fortune's Hand are given; 
 A Wife is the peculiar Gift of Heav'n: 
 Vain Fortune's Favours, never at a Stay, 
 Like empty Shadows, pafs and glide away. 
 One folid Comfort our eternal Wife, 
 Abundantly fupplies us all our Life : 
 
 This Bleffing lafts (if thofe who try fay true) (J an if? May. 
 As long as Heart can with, — and longer too. Pope Cbaue. 
 
 What! hunt a Wife 
 On the dull Soil ? Sure a ftanch Husband 
 Of all Hounds is the dulleft. Wilt thou never, 
 Never be wean'd from Caudles and Confections? 
 What feminine Tale haft thou been lill'ning to, 
 Of unair'd Shirts, Catarrhs, and Tooth-ach, got 
 By thin-foal'd Shoes ? OtwVen.Pref. 
 
 Wives, like good Subjects, who to Tyrants bow, 
 To Husbands, tho' unjuft, long Patience owe : 
 They were for Freedom made, Obedience we, 
 Courage their Virtue, ours is Chaftity: 
 Reaibn itfeif in us mult not be bold, 
 Nor decent Cuftom be by Wit controul'd ; 
 On our own Heads we defperately ftray, 
 And are ilill happieft the vulgar Way. (Udl. 
 
 To fo perverfe a Sex all Grace is vain ; 
 It gives them Courage to offend again : 
 For with feign'd Tears they Penitence pretend, 
 Again are pardon'd, and again offend ; 
 
 Fathom 
 
Winds. ^S 
 
 Fathom our Pity when they feem to grieve, 
 
 Only to try how far we can forgive : 
 
 'Till hunching out into the Sea of Strife, 
 
 They fcom all Pardon, and appear all Wife. Dry a. Auren. 
 
 Horfes thou fay'ft, and Affes Men may try, 
 And ring fufpected VefTeis ere they buy ; 
 But Wives, a random Choice, untry'd they take, 
 They dream in Courtfhip, but in Wedlock wake : 
 Then, nor 'till then, the Veil's remov'd away, (Bath. 
 
 And all the Woman glares in open Day. Pope Cbauc. Wife of 
 
 W I N D S. See JEolus, Storms, TempeJIs. 
 
 He views with Horror next the noify Cave, 
 Where, with hoarfe Din, imprifon'd Tempefts rave: 
 Where clam'rous Hurricanes attempt their Flight, 
 Or,- whirling in tumultuous Eddies, fight. Gar. 
 
 Thus rag'd the Goddefs, and, with Fury fraught, 
 The reftlefs Region of the Storms me fought, 
 Where, in a fpacious Cave of living Stone, 
 The Tyrant JEolus, from his airy Throne, 
 With Pow'r imperial curbs the flruggling Winds, 
 And founding Tempefts in dark Prifons binds. 
 This Way and that th 1 impatient Captives tend, 
 And, preffing for Releafe, the Mountain rend. 
 High in his Hall th'undaunted Monarch Hands, 
 And makes his Scepter, and their Rage commands : 
 Which, did he not, their unreiifted Sway 
 Would fweep the World before 'em in their Way: 
 Earth, Air, and Seas, thro' empty Space would roll, 
 And Heav'n would fly before the driving Soul. 
 In Fear of this, the Father of the Gods ~) 
 
 ConnVd their Fury to thefe dark Abodes, (Loads: > 
 
 And lock'd them fafe within, opprefs'd with Mountain 3 
 Impos'd a King, with arbitrary Sway, 
 To loofe their Fetters, or their Force allay. Dryd. Virg, 
 
 Nor v/cre thofe blulVring Brethren left at large, 
 On Seas and Shores their Fury to cifcharge : 
 Bound as they are, and circuml'crib'd in Place, 
 They rend the World refiftlefs where they pafs; 
 And mighty Marks of Mifchief leave behind, 
 Such is the Rage of their tempeltuous Kind. 
 Firft Eurus to the rifing Morn is lent, 
 (The region? of the bairn y Continent) 
 
 v u :i. id And 
 
2 66 Winds, 
 
 ^nd Eaftern Realms where early Perfians run 
 
 To greet the b ell Appearance of the Sun. 
 
 Weftward the wanton Zephyr wings his Flight, 
 
 Pleas'd with the Remnant of departing Light. 
 
 Fierce Boreas with his Off-fpring ifTue forth 
 
 T* invade the frozen Waggon o the North : 
 
 While frowning Aujler feeb the Southern Sphere, 
 
 And rots with endlefs Rain th'unwhoifome Year. Dryd.Ovid. 
 
 Thus when the rival Winds their Quarrel try, 
 Contending for the Kingdom of the Sky, 
 South, Eaft, and Weft, on airy Couries borne, 
 The Whirlwind gathers, and the Woods are torn : 
 Then Nereus ftrikes the Deep, the Billows rife, 
 And.mixM with Ooze and Sand, pollute the Skies, Dryd.Virg* 
 
 As when a Whirlwind, ruining to the Shore, 
 From the Mid- Ocean drives the Waves before ; 
 The painful Hind, with heavy Heart forefees 
 The flatted Fields and Slaughter of the Trees. Dryd. Virg. 
 
 As when loud Boreas^ with his blufl'ring Train, 
 Stoops from above, incumbent on the Main ; 
 Where- e'er he flies, he drives the Wreck before, 
 And rolls the Billows on th' JEgean Shore. Dryd.Fhg. 
 
 Like Boreas in his Race, when rufhing forth 
 He fweeps the Skies, and clears the cloudy North: 
 The waving Harveft bends beneath his Blaft, 
 The Foreft fhakes, the Groves their Honours call : 
 He flies aloft, and with impetuous Roar 
 Purfues the foaming Surges to the Shore. Dryd.Virg* 
 
 Fierce Boreas flies 
 To pufF away the Clouds, and purge the Skies : 
 Serenely while he blows, the Vapours driv'n, 
 Difcover Heav'n to Earth, and Earth to Heav'n. Dryd.Ovid. 
 
 The South- Wind Night and Horror brings, 
 And Fogs are fhaken from his flaggy Wings. 
 From his divided Beard two Streams he pours, 
 His Head and rheumy Eyes diff.il in Show'rs : 
 With Rain his Robe and heavy Mantle flow, 
 And lazy Mifts are louring on his Brow. Dryd.Ovid, 
 
 So Winds, while yet unfledg , d in Woods they lie, 
 In whifpers firft their tender Voices try : 
 When ifTue on the Main with beU'wing Rage, 
 And Storms to trembling Mariners prefoge. Dryd.Firg. 
 
 As wintrv Winds, contending in the Sky, 
 With equal Force of Lungs their Titles try : 
 
 They 
 
Winter. 1 6y 
 
 They rage, they roar ; the doubtful Rack of Heav'n 
 
 Stands without Motion, and the Tide undriv'n : 
 
 Each bent to conquer, neither Side to yield, 
 
 They long fufpend the Fortune of the Field. Dryd.Virg. 
 
 WINTER. See Swallow, Tear. 
 No Grafs the Fields, no Leaves the Forefts wear; 
 The frozen Earth lies bury'd there, below 
 A hilly Heap, feven Cubits deep in Snow, 
 And all the Weft Allies of flormy Boreas blow. 
 The Sun from far peeps with a fickly Face, 
 Too weak the Clouds and mighty Fogs to chace, 
 When up the Skies he (hoots his rofy Head, 
 Or in the ruddy Ocean feeks his Bed. 
 Swift Rivers are with fudden Ice conftrain'd, 
 And ftudded Wheels are on his Back fuftain'd ; 
 An Hoftry now for Waggons, which before 
 Tall Ships of Burden on its Bofom bore. 
 The brazen Cauldrons with the Froft are flaw'd, 
 The Garment, fliff with Ice, at Hearths is thaw'd : 
 With Axes firft they cleave the Wine, and thence 
 By Weight the folid Portions they difpenfe. 
 From Locks uncomb'd, and from the frozen Beard, 
 Long Iceicles depend, and crackling Sounds are heard. 
 Mean time perpetual Sleet, and driving Snow, 
 Obfcure the Skies, and hang on Herds below. 
 The ftarving Cattle perifh in their Stalls, 
 Huge Oxen Hand inclos'd in wintry Walls 
 Of Snow congeal'd; whole Herds are bury'd there 
 Of mighty Stags, and fcarce their Horns appear. 
 The dextrous Huntfman wounds not thefe afar 
 With Shafts or Darts, or makes a diftant War 
 With Dogs, or pitches Toils to flop their Flight, 
 But clofe engages in unequal Fight ; 
 And while they ftrive in vain to make their Way 
 Thro' Hills of Snow, and pitifully bray, 
 AfTaults with Dint of Swords or pointed Spears, 
 And homeward on hio Back the joyful Burden bears. 
 The Men to fubterranean Caves retire, 
 Secure from Cold, and croud the chearful Fire ; 
 With Trunks of Elms and Oaks the Hearth they load, 
 Nor tempt th' Inclemency of Heav'n abroad. 
 Their jovial Nights in Frolicks and in Play 
 They pafs, to drive the tedious Hours away ; 
 
 M 2 And 
 
268 Wifdom. 
 
 And their cold Stomachs with crown'd Goblets chear 
 Of windy Cyder, or of barmy Beer : 
 Such are the cold Ripbean Race, and fuch 
 The favage Scythian^ and un warlike D?ttch\ 
 Where Skins of Beafts the rude Barbarians wear, 
 The Spoils of Foxes, and the furry Bear. DrydVirg. 
 
 Then when the fleecy Skies new-cloath the Wood, (Virg. 
 And Cakes of ruftling Ice come rolling down the Flood. Dryd. 
 
 When gagg'd with Ice the Waves no longer roar, 
 But with iliff Arms embrace the filent Shore : 
 When naked Hills in frozen Armour ftand. Blar. 
 
 Behold yon Mountain's hoary Height, 
 Made higher with new Mounts of Snow ; 
 
 Again behold the Winter's Weight 
 Opprefs the lab'ring Woods below ; 
 And Streams with Icy Fetters bound, 
 Benum'd and cramp'd to folid Ground. 
 With well-heap' d Logs diiTolve the Cold, 
 And feed the genial Heat with Fires ; 
 Produce the Wine that makes us bold, 
 
 And fprightly Wit and Love infpires: 
 For what hereafter (hall betide, 
 God, if 'tis worth his Care, provide. Dryd.Hor. 
 
 WISDOM. See Prudenct. 
 
 Wifdom's too froward to let any find 
 Trull in himfelf, or Pleafure in his Mind ; 
 She takes by what (he gives ; her Help deitroys : 
 She (hakes our Courage, and difturbs our Joys. Hozv.Ind. Queen. 
 
 How prone to Doubt and Cautions are the Wife, 
 Who, vers'd in Fortune, fear the flatt'ring Show, 
 And tafte not half the Biifs the Gods beitow. Pope. Horn. 
 
 Wifdom's an Evennefs of Soul, 
 A fheddy Temper which no Cares controul, 
 No Paflions ruffle, no Defires inflame: 
 Still conftant to itfelf, and ftill the fame. Oldb. 
 
 The Wife and Active conquer Difficulties 
 By daring to attempt them: Sloth and Folly 
 Shiver and fhrink at Sight of Toil and Hazard, 
 And make th' Impoffibility they fear. Rowe Amb.Ztepm. 
 
 But Wifdom is to Sloth too great a Slave, 
 None are fo .bufy as the Fool and Knave. Dryd. Med. 
 
 Vain Boalt of Wifdom, 
 That with fantaitick Pride, like bufy Children, 
 
 Builds 
 
mjhes. 269 
 
 Builds Paper-Towns and Houfes, which at once (S 
 The Hand of Chance o'erturns,andloofety fcatters. Rcwe.Amv- 
 
 WISHES. See Content. 
 
 Look round the habitable World, how few 
 Know their own Good, or, knowing it, purfue ! 
 Kow void of Reafon are our Hopes and Fears ! 
 What in the Conduct of our Life appears 
 So well defign'd, {q luckily begun, 
 But when we hare oar Wifli, we wifh undone ? 
 Whole Houfes of their whole Defires poiTeft, 
 Are often rain'd at their own Requefl. 
 In Wars and Peace Things hurtful we require, 
 When made obnoxious to our own Defire. Drydjuzr. 
 
 So blind we are, oar Wifhes are i'o vain. {Alamidt. 
 
 That what we moil defire, proves moft our Pain. Drjd.Mar. 
 
 With Laurels fome have fatally been crown'd ; "7 
 
 Some, who the Depths of Eloquence have found, > 
 
 In that unnavigable Stream were drown'd. 3 
 
 Some ask for envy'd Pow'r, which publick Hate 
 Purfues, and hurries headlong to their Fate. 
 All wifh the dire Prerogative to kill; (7 ■'<>'' 
 
 Ev*n they would have the Pow'r, who want the Will. Dryd. 
 
 'Tis plain from hence, that what our Vows requefl 
 Are hurtful Things, or ufelefs at the bed. Dryd.Juv. 
 
 Such is the gloomy State of Mortals here, 
 We know not what to wiflb, nor what to fear. Dryd* 
 
 We go aftray 
 In ev'ry Wim, and know not how to pray : 
 For he who grafp'd the World's exhauiled Store, 
 Yet never had enough, but wifh'd for more ; 
 Rais'd a top-heavy Tow'r of monftrous Height, fijfttr. 
 
 Which mould'ring^rufh'dhim underneath the Weight. Dryd. 
 
 What then remains? Arc we depriv'd of Will r 
 Mull we not wifli, for fear of wifhing ill ? 
 Receive my Counfel, and fecurely move; 
 Entruft thy Fortune to the Pow'rs above; 
 Leave them to manage for thee, and to grant 
 What their unerring Wifdom itcs thee want. 
 In Goodnefs, as in Greatnefs, they excel: 
 Oh! that we lov'd our ieives but half fp well I Dryd.Pirg. 
 
 M 3 WIT. 
 
270 Wit. 
 
 WIT. 
 
 A thoufand dift'rent Shapes it bears, 
 Comely in thoufand Shapes appears. 
 "Pis not a Tale, 'tis not a Jell, 
 Admir'd with Laughter at a Feafl ; 
 Nor florid Talk, which can this Title gain ; 
 The Proofs of Wit for ever mull remain. 
 'Tis not to force fome lifelefs Verfes meet, 
 
 With their five gouty Feet : 
 All ev'ry where, like Man's, mull be the Soul, 
 And Reafon the inferior Pow'rs controul. 
 Yet 'tis not to adorn and gild each Part, 
 That (hews more Coll than Art. 
 'Tis not when two like Words make up one Noife, 
 
 (Jefts for Dutch Men, and Eng/ijb Boys) 
 In which, who finds out Wit, the fame may fee 
 In Anagrams and Acroflick- Poetry. 
 
 Much lefs can that have any Place, 
 At which a Virgin hide3 her Face ; 
 Such Drofs the Fire muft purge away : 
 'Tis juft 
 The Author blufh there, where the Reader muft* 
 'Tis not fuch Lines as almofl crack the Stage, 
 
 When Bajazet begins to rage : 
 Nor a tall Metaphor in th' Bombaft Way, 
 Nor the dry Chips of fhort-lung'd Seneca : 
 Nor upon all Things to intrude, 
 And force fome odd Similitude. 
 What is it then, which, like the Pow*r divine, 
 We only can by Negatives define ? 
 In a true Piece of Wit all Things mufl be, 
 
 Yet all Things there agree : 
 As in the Ark, join'd without Force or Strife, 
 All Creatures dwelt, all Creatures that had Life. 
 
 Or as the primitive Forms of all, 
 Which without Difcord and Confufion die, 
 In that ftrange Mirrour of the Deity. Cow?. 
 
 'Tis not a Fiafh of Fancy, which fometimes 
 Dazling our Minds, fets ofFthe flighteft Rhimes: 
 Bright as a Blaze, but in a Moment done; 
 True Wit is everlalling, like the Sun. Norm. 
 
 True Wit is Nature to Advantage drefs'd, 
 What oft was thought, but ne'er fo well exprefs'd ; 
 
 Something, 
 
Wit. 271 
 
 Something, whofe Truth convinc'd at firft we find, 
 
 That gives us back the Image of our Mind. Pop?. 
 
 Unhappy Wit, like moil: mirhken Things, 
 Attones not for that Envy which it brings? 
 In Youth 'lone its empty Praik- y e 0; ait, 
 But foon the (hort-liv'd Vanity is \ 
 Like fome fair Flow'r the early Spring i applies, 
 That gayiy booms, but ev'n m dooming dies. 
 What is this Wit, which mod our Ores employ ? 
 The Owner's Wife, that other Men enjoy ; 
 Still molt our Trouble, when the molt admir'd ; 
 The more we give, the more is ftill requir'd : 
 The Fame with Pains we gain, but lofe with Eafe ; 
 Sure fome to vex, but never all to pleale ; 
 'Tis what the Vicious fear, the Virtuous fhun, 
 By Fools 'tis hated, and by Knaves undone.' Pope. 
 
 Wit, like a luxuriant Vine, 
 Unleis to Virtue's Prop it join. 
 Firm and eredt tow'rd Heaven bound, "7 
 
 Tho'it with beauteous Leaves and pleafantFruit be crown'd, > 
 It lies deform'd and rotting on the Ground. Cozvl. _j 
 
 Wit, like Beauty, triumphs o'er the Heart, 
 When more of Nature's feen, and lefs of Art. Prior. 
 
 Wit, like Tierce Claret, vvhen't begins to pall, 
 Neglected lies, and's of no Ufe at all ; 
 But in its full Perfection of Decay, 
 Turns Vinegar, and comes again in Play. Rccb. 
 
 Unequally th' impartial Hand of Heav'n 
 Has all but this one only Bleffiug giv'n. 
 In Wit alone 't has been munificent, "7 
 
 Of which (o juft a Share to each is fent, V 
 
 That the moil Avaricious are content. j^ 
 
 For none e're thought (the due Divifion*s fuch) 
 His own too little, or his Friend's too much. Rich. 
 
 Great Wits are Aire to Madnefs near ally'd, (Acbit. 
 
 And thin Partitions do their Bounds divide. Dr:d. Abj. & 
 Great Wits and Valours, like great States, 
 Do fometimes fink with their own Weights. 
 Th' Extreams of Glory and of Shame, 
 Like Eail and Weft become the fame. 
 No Indian Prince has to his Palace 
 More FollVver* than a Thief to th* Gallows. Hud. 
 
 M 4 WITCH. 
 
272 Witch. 
 
 WITCH. See Defpair, Nt:nman:er. 
 What are thefe 
 
 So wither'd, and Co wild in their Attire, 
 
 That look not like the Inhabitants of the Earth, 
 
 And yet are on it ? Live you, or are you ought 
 
 -That Man may queflion ? you ieeni to understand me, 
 
 By each at once her choppy Fingers laying 
 
 Upon her skinny Lips. 
 
 If you can look into the Seeds of Time, 
 
 And ice which Grain will grow, and which will not ; 
 
 1 conjure you, by that which you proiefs, 
 
 To anfwer me : 
 
 Tho' you untie the Winds, and let 'em fight 
 
 Againil the Churches ; tho' the yelly Waves 
 
 Confound and fwallow Navigation up: 
 
 Tho 1 bladed Corn be lodg'd, and Trees blown down; 
 
 'J ho' Caflles topp'e on their Warders Heads : 
 
 1 ho' Pa'aces and Pyramids do Hope 
 
 Their Heads to their Foundations; 
 
 Ev'n 'till Deitruclion iicken, anfwer me. Sbak. Macb. 
 
 The mumbling Beldam mutters thus her Charms. 
 On the Corner of the Moon 
 Hangs a vap'rous Drop profound, 
 I'll catch it e'er it come to Ground : 
 Which difli I'd by magick Slights, 
 Shall raiie artificial Sprights, 
 Thrice the brinded Cat has mew'd, 
 Twice and once the Hedge-pig whinM: 
 Harpier cries, *tis Time, 'tis Time. 
 Hound about the Cauldron go, 
 In the poifon'd Entrails throw : 
 Pour in Sow's Blood that has eat 
 Her nine Farrow: Greafe that's fweet 
 From the Murtherer's Gibbet throw 
 Into the Flame. 
 
 Toad, that under the cold Stone 
 Days and Nights has thirty one, 
 Swelter'd Venom fJeeping got, 
 Boil thou firfti'th' charmed Pot. 
 Fillet of a fenny Snake 
 In the Cauldron boil and bake. 
 Eye of Neut, and Toe of Frog, 
 Wool of Bat, and Tongue of Dog; 
 
 Adder's 
 
Witch. 273 
 
 Adder's Fork, and Blind- Worm's Sting, 
 Lizard's Leg, and Howlet's Wing, 
 For a Charm of" pow'rful Trouble, 
 Like a Hell broth boil and bubble. 
 Sca ] e of" Dragon, Tooth of Wolf, 
 Witches Mummy, Maw and Gulph 
 Of the ravin'd Salt-Sea Shark, 
 Root of Hemlock, digg'd i'th' Dark; 
 Liver of blafpheming Je::\ 
 Gall of Goats, and Slips of Yeugh, 
 Silver'd in the Moon's Eclipfe ; 
 Nofe of Turk, and Tartars Lips; 
 Finger of Birth- ftrangl'd Babe ? 
 
 Ditch-deliver'd by a Drab, > 
 
 Make the Gruel thick and flab : .3 
 
 Add thereto a Tyger's Chaldron 
 For th' Ingredients of our Cauldrrn. 
 Cool it with a Baboon's Blood, 
 Then our Charm is firm and good. Shak.Mucb. 
 Smear'd with thefe pow'rful Juices, on the Plain 
 
 He howls a Wolf among the hungry Train ; 
 
 And oft the mighty Necromancer boa ft?, 
 
 With thefe to call from Tombs the flalking Ghofts ; 
 
 And from the Roots to tear the (landing Corn, 
 
 Which, whirl'd aloft, to diftant Fields is born : 
 
 Such is the Strength of Spells. Dryi.Virg, 
 
 Pale Pbcebe, drawn by Verfe, from Heav'n defcends. 
 
 And Circe chang'd with Charms U/yJ/ts'' Friends. 
 
 Verfe breaks the Ground, and penetrates the Brake, 
 
 And in the winding Cavern fplits the Snake; 
 
 Ver(c fires the frozen Veins. Dtyi.VirK 
 
 Renown'd for magick Arts, her Charms unbind 
 
 The Chains of Lcve, or fix them on the Mind ; 
 
 She flops the Currents, leaves the Channel dry, 
 
 Repels the Stars, and backward bears the Sky. 
 
 The yawning Earth rebellows to her Call, 
 
 Pale Ghofts afcend, and Mountain-Aftes fall. Drsd.Virg. 
 I faw Canidia here, her Feet were bare, 
 
 Black were her Robes, and loofe her flaky Hair : 
 
 With her fierce Sigaiid went ftalKng round, 
 
 Their hideous Howling fhook the trembling Ground. 
 
 A falenefs, calling Horror round the Place, 
 
 Sat dead and terrible on either's Face. 
 
 M 5 Their 
 
274 Wolf. 
 
 Their impious Trunks upon the Earth they cafl, 
 
 And dug it with their Nails in frantick Haile: 
 
 A cole-btack Lamb then with their Teeth they tore, 
 
 And in the Pit they pour'd the reeking Gore. 
 
 By this they forc'd the tortur'd Ghofts from Hell; 
 
 And Anfwers to their wild Demands compel, 
 
 Two Images they brought of Wax and Wool ; 
 
 The Waxen, was a little puling Fool, 
 
 A chidden Image, ready (till to skip, 
 
 Whene'er the wollen one but fnap'd his Whi-p : 
 
 On Hecate aloud this Beldam calls, 
 
 lifipbone as loud the other bawls. 
 
 A thoufand Serpents hifs'd upon the Ground, 
 
 And Hellhounds compafs all the Garden round. 
 
 Behind the Tombs, to fliun the horrid Sight, fffor. 
 
 The Moon skulk' d down, or out of Shame or Fright. Staff. 
 
 Not uglier follow the Night-hag, when call'd 
 In fecret, riding thro' the Air, (he comes, 
 
 Lur'd with the Smell of Infant-Blood to dance 
 With Lapland Witches, while the lab 1 ring Moon 
 
 Eclipfes at their Charms. Milt. 
 
 But fee they're gone, 
 
 The Earth has Bubbles as the Waters have, 
 
 And thefe are fome of them : They vanifhed 
 
 Into the Air, and what feem'd corporal 
 
 Melted as Breath into the Wind. Shak.Macl. 
 
 WOLF: 
 
 So roams the nightly Wolf about the Fold, 
 Wet with defcending Show'rs, and llifF with Cold; 
 He howls for Hunger, and he grins for Pain; 
 His gnafhing Teeth are exercis'd in vain, 
 And, impotent of Anger, finds no Way 
 In his diitended Paws to grafp the Prey. 
 The Mothers Men, but the bleating Lambs 
 Securely fwig the Dug beneath the Dams. Dryd.Firg. 
 
 As when a Wolf, pinch'd by nocturnal Cold, 
 Ar.d, Hunger- llarv'd, fcours round the lofty Fold; 
 He licks his rabid Jaws, and feems poiTefs'd 
 Already of his Prey and bloody Feaft. 
 He offers oft to enter, while the Lambs 
 Affrighted trembling round their bleating Dams. Blac. 
 
 As hungry Wolves, with raging Appetite, 
 Scour thro 3 the Fields, nor fear the itormy Night ; 
 
 Their 
 
Wolf. 275 
 
 Their Whelps at Horn- expect the promis'd Food, 
 
 And long to temper their dry Chaps in Blood. Dryd.Firg. 
 
 As when a prowling Wolf, 
 Whom Hunger drives to feek new Haunts for Prey, 
 Watching where Shepherds pen their Flocks at Eve, 
 In hurdled Cotes, amid the Field fecure, 
 Leaps o'er the Fence with Eafe into the Fold. Milt, 
 
 So ieizes the grim Wolf the tender Lamb, 
 In vain lamented by the bleating Dam. Dryd.Firg. 
 
 As when the Wolf has torn a Bullock's Hide 
 At unawares, or ranch'd a Shepherd's Side ; 
 Confcious of his audacious Deed he flies, 
 And claps his quiv'ring Tail between his Thighs. Dry J Virg. 
 
 Such Rage inflames the Wolf's wi'd Heart and Eyes, 
 Robb'd as he thinks unjuftly of his Prize; 
 Whom unawares the Shepherd fpies, and draws 
 The bleating Lamb from out his rav'nous jaws. 
 The Shepherd fain himfelf he would affail, 
 But Fear above his Hunger does prevail: 
 He knows his Foe's too ilrong, and mull be gone; 
 He grins as he looks back, and howls as he goes on. Cowl. 
 L rC A O N turrid into a Wolf. 
 
 The Tyrant in a Fright for Shelter gains 
 The neighb'ring Fields, and fcours along the Plains : 
 Howling he fled, and fain he would have fpoke, 
 But human Voice his brutal Tongue forfook ; 
 About his Lips the gather'd Foam he churns, ^ 
 
 And breathing Slaughter, Mill with rage he burns, > 
 
 But on the bleating Flock his Fury turns. 3 
 
 His Mantle, now his Hide, with rugged Hairs, 
 Cleaves to his Back; a famifh'd Face he bears, 
 His Arms defcend, his Shoulders fink away, 
 To multiply his legs for Chace of Prey. 
 He grows a Wolf, his Hoarinefs remains, 
 And the fame Rage in other Members reigns; 
 His Eyes ftill fparkle in a narrower Space, 
 His Joys retain the Grin and Violence of Face. Drwi Chid. 
 ROMULUS and REMUS nurtd h a Wolf^ 
 
 The Cave of Mars was drefs'd with mofly Greens, 
 There by a Wolf were laid the martial Twins; 
 Intrepid on her fwelling Dugs they hung, 
 The f ofler-Dam loll'd out her fawning Tongue; 
 They fuck'd fecure,while bending back her Head, (Dryd.Firg, 
 She lick'd their tender Limbs, andform'd 'em as they fed. 
 
 M 6 WOMAN, 
 
ijJS 
 
 Woman. 
 
 W O M A N. 
 
 Thou'rt Woman, a true Copy of the lirit, 
 In whom the Race of all Mankind was curil s 
 Your Sex by Beauty was to Heav'n ally'd, 
 But your great Lord, the Devil, taught you Pride. 
 He too an Angel, 'till he durft rebel, 
 And you are, lure, the Stars that with him fell. 
 Weep on ! a Stock of Tears like Vows you have, 
 And always ready when you would deceive. Otw.Dou.Car/. 
 
 Oh Virtue ! Virtue ! what art thou become, 
 That Man fhould leave thee for that Toy a Woman ! 
 Made from the Drofs and Refufe of a Man : 
 Heav'n took him fleeping when he made her too ; {Fry- 
 
 Had Man been waking, he had ne'er confented. Dryd. Span. 
 
 Out of my Sight, thou Serpent, ■ that Name bell 
 Befits thee, with him leagu'd, thy felfas falfe, 
 And hateful ; nothing wants, but that thy Shape, 
 Like his, and Colour ferpentine, may fhew 
 Thy inward Fraud, to warn all Creatures from thee. Milt. 
 
 , Thy All is but a Show, 
 Rather than folid Virtue; all but a Rib, 
 Crooked by Nature. Oh ! why did God, 
 Creator wife, that peopled higheft Heav'n 
 With Spirits mafculine, create at laic 
 This Novelty on Earth! this fair Defect 
 Of Nature, and not fill the World at once 
 With Men, as Angel?, without Feminine, 
 Or find fome other Way to generate Mankind ? MUh 
 
 Ah Traitrefs ! ah Ingcate ! ah faithlefs Mind ! 
 Ah Sex invented firil to damn Mankind ! 
 Nature took Care to drei's you up in Sin; 
 Adorn'd without, unfiniiVd left within: 
 Hence by no Judgment you your Love direct ; 
 Talk much, ne'er think, and frill the wrong affect. 
 So much Self-love in your Compofure's mix'd, 
 That Love to others itili remains unfix'd. 
 Greatneis, and Noife, and Shew, are your Delight : 
 Yet wife Men love you in their own Defpight ■ 
 And finding in their native Wit no Eale, 
 Are forc'd to put your Folly on to pleafe. Drjd. Aurtn, 
 
 Intolerable Vanity! your Sex 
 Was never in the right : You're always faife 
 Or filly ; ev'n your Dreifes are not more 
 
 Fantaftick 
 
Woman. 277 
 
 Fantaltick thafi your Appetites • You think 
 
 Or" nothing twice: Opinion you have none : 
 
 To Day you're nice, To-morrow not io free ; 
 
 Now fmile, then frown, now forrowful, then g'ad, 
 
 Now pleas'd, now not, and all you know not why. 
 
 Virtue you affect ; Inconftancy you praclife; 
 
 And when your loofe Delires once get Dominion, 
 
 No hungry Churl feeds coarfer at a Feaft ; 
 
 EvVy rank Fool goes down. Otzv. Orpb. 
 
 The Sex was firlt in Mock'ry of us made; 
 
 They are the falfe deceitful Glafies, where 
 
 We gaze, and drefs our felves to all the Shapes 
 
 Of Folly. What is't Woman cannot do? 
 
 She'll make a Statefman quite forget his Cunning, 
 
 And. trull his dearen 1 Secrets to her Breaft, 
 
 Where Fops have daily Entrance : make a Prieft, 
 
 Forgetting the Hypocrify of 's Office, 
 
 Dance and fhew Tricks, to prove his Strength and Brawn. 
 
 Make a Projector quibble; an old Judge 
 
 Pu: on falfe Hair and Paint ; and after all, 
 
 Tho' fhe be known the lewdeit of her Sex, (Mir. 
 
 She'll make fome Fool or other think ihe's honeft. Qtw, 0- 
 For 'tis in vain to think to guefs 
 At Women by Appearances : 
 That paint and patch ^ their Imperfections 
 Of intellectual Complexions; 
 And dawb their Tempers o'er with Wafhes, 
 As artificial as their Faces. Hud. 
 
 Who can defcribe 
 
 Their Affectation, Pride, JH-nature, Noife, 
 
 Pionenefs to change, ev'n from the Joy that p'eas'd them : 
 
 So gracious is their Idol, dear Variety, 
 
 'that for another's Love they would forego 
 
 An Angel's Form to mingle with a Devil's. 
 
 Thro' ev'ry State and Rank of Men they wander, 
 
 'Till ev'n their large Experience take-in all 
 
 The diff'rent Nations of the peopled Earth. RozuAmb.Sicpm, 
 itally fair they ai*> and in their Smiles 
 
 The Graces, little Loves, and young Defires inhabit: 
 
 Bat all that gaze upon them are undone; 
 
 For they are falfe, luxurious in their Appetites, 
 
 And all the Heav'n they hope for is Variety. 
 
 One Lover to another Hill fucceeds; 
 
 Another, and another after that; 
 
 And 
 
2j$ Woman. 
 
 And the lad Fool is welcome as the former ; 
 
 Till having lov'd his Hour out, he gives his Place, (FairPen. 
 
 And mingles with the Herd that went before him. v Rozve 
 
 Methought ev'n now I mark'd the Starts of Guilt 
 That fhook her Soul, tho' damn'd Diffimulation 
 Skreen'd her dark Thoughts, and fet to publick View 
 A fpecious Face of Innocence and Beauty. 
 Oh falfe Appearance ! What is all our Sov'reignty, 
 Or boafted Pow'r, when they oppofe their Arts? 
 Still they prevail, and we are found the Fools : 
 With fuch fmooth Looks, and many a gentle Word, 
 The firlt fair (he beguil'd her eafy Lord : 
 Too blind with Love and Beauty to beware, 
 He fell unthinking in the fatal Snare; 
 Nor could believe that fuch a heav'nly Face, (Rozve Fair Pen. 
 Had bargain'd with the Devil to damn her wretched Race. 
 
 Henceforth not name a Woman ; 
 'Tis Treafon to my Ear. They are 
 The Bane of Empire and the Rot of Pow'r ! 
 The Caufe of all our Mifchiefs, Murders, Maflacres ! 
 What Seas of Blood they've fpilt in former Ages ? 
 Woman, that dooms us all to one fure Grave, 
 And fafter Damns than Providence can fave. Lee Conftant. 
 
 Each Inconvenience makes their Virtue Cold ; 
 But Womankind in Ills is ever bold. Dryd. Juv. 
 
 For Women, with a Mifchief to their Kind, 
 Pervert, with bad Advice, our better Mind : 
 A Woman's Counfel brought us firll to Woe, 
 And made her Man his Paradife forego, 
 Where at Heart's-Eafe he liv'd, and might have been 
 As free from Sorrow as he was from Sin : 
 For what the Devil had their Sex to do, 
 That, born to Folly, they prefum'd to know, [and the Fox. 
 And could not fee the Serpent in the Grafs. Dryd. The Cock 
 
 Oh Woman, Woman, Woman! all the Gods 
 Have not fuch Pow'r of doing Good to Men, 
 As you of doing Harm ! Dryd. All for Love. 
 
 I'd leave the World for him that hates a Woman ! 
 Woman, the Fountain of all human Frailty ! 
 What mighty Ills have not been done by Woman ? 
 Who was't betray'd the Capitol? A Woman ! 
 Who was the Caufe of a long ten Years War, 
 And laid at lait old Troy in Afhes ? A Woman \ 
 Who loit Mark Anthony the Woxld ? A Woman \ 
 
 De- 
 
Woman. 279 
 
 DeftucYive, damnable, deceitful Woman ! 
 Woman, to Man firft as a Bleffing given, 
 When Innocence and Love were in their Prime ; 
 Happy a while in Paradife they lay ; 
 But quickly Woman long'd to go aftray : 
 Some foolifh new Adventure needs muft prove, 
 And the firft Devil (he faw, (he chang'd her Love ; 
 To his Temptations loudly (he inclin'd 
 Her Scul, and for an Apple damn'd Mankind. Olza.Orph. 
 But I forget my felf, and rove 
 Beyond th' Inttruclion of my Love: 
 Forgive me, Fair ! and only blame 
 Th' Extravagancy of my Flame; 
 Since 'tis too much at once to fhow 
 Excefs of Love and Temper too ; 
 All I hav.e faid that's bad and true, 
 Was never meant to aim at you. Hud, 
 
 Oh Woman! lovely Woman! Nature made you 
 To temper Man: We had been Brutes without you. 
 Angels are painted fair to look like you. 
 There's in you ail that we believe of Heav'n ; 
 Amazing Brightnefs, Purity, and Truth, 
 Eternal Joy, and everlafting Love. Otzv.Ven.Pref. 
 
 Our Grandiire Adam, ere of Eve pofTefs'd, 
 Alone, and ev'n in Paradife unblefs'd, 
 With mournful Looks the blifsful Scenes furvey'd, 
 And wander'd in the folitary Shade : 
 The Maker faw, took Pity, and beftow'd {and May. 
 
 Woman, the laft, the belt Relerve of God ! Pope Cbau.Jan. 
 
 Under how hard a Fate are Women born! 
 Priz'd to their Ruin, or expos'd to Scorn; 
 If we want Beauty, we of Love defpair, 
 And are befieg'd, like Frontier-Towns, if fair. Wail. 
 
 How hard is the Condition of our Sex, 
 Thro' ev'ry State of Life the Slaves of Man ! 
 In aU the dear delightful Diy i of Youth, 
 A rigid Father di6br.es to our Wills, 
 And deals out Pieafure with a fcanty Hand : 
 To his the Tyrant Husband's Reign fucceeds : 
 Proud with Opinion of fupciior Reafon, 
 He holds domeilick Bufine.s and Devotion, 
 All we are capable to know, and ihuts us, 
 Like cloyiler'd Ideots, from the World's Acquaintance, 
 And all the Joys of Freedom. Wherefore are we 
 
 Born 
 
2 So Woman. 
 
 Bron with high Souls, but to afTert our fe!ves, 
 
 Shake off" this wild Obedience they exact, 
 
 And claim an equal Empire o'er the World. RozveFair Pen. 
 
 Unhappy Sex! whofe Beauty is your Snare; 
 Expos'd to Trials, made too frail to bear. Dryd. Auren. 
 
 Women are governed by a ftubborn Fate ; 
 Their Love's infuperable as their Hate; 
 No Merit their Aver/ion can remove, 
 No ill Requital can efface their Love. Wall. 
 
 For I who made them, know their inward State : 
 No Woman, once well-pleas'd, can throughly hate : 
 I gave 'em Beauty to fubdue the Strong ; 
 A mighty Empire! but it lafts not long : 
 I gave 'em Pride to make Mankind their Slave, 
 But in Exchange, to Men I Flatrry gave. 
 Th' offending Lover, when he loweft Jies, 
 Submits to conquer, and but kneels to rife. Dryd-Aurctu 
 
 [Spoken by Jupiter. 
 Why was I made with all my Sexes Softnefs, 
 Vet want the Cunning to conceal its Follies ? 
 I'll fee Caflalio ; tax him with his Falfhood; 
 Be a true Woman, rail, proteit my Wrong?, 
 JRefolve to hate him, and yet love him Mill. Otzv.Orpb. 
 
 A ftrange dilTembling Sex we Women are, 
 Well may we Men, when we our felves deceive. 
 Long has my fecret Soul lov'd Troifas: 
 1 drunk his Praifes from my Uncle's Mouth, 
 As if my Ears could ne'er be fatisfy'd. 
 Why then, why faid I not, 1 love this Prince ? 
 How could my Tongue confpire againft my Heart, 
 To hy I lov'd him not ? O childifh Love ! 
 'Tis like an Infant froward in his Play, {Cref. 
 
 And what he mod defires, he throws away. Sbak.Troil.%? 
 
 Forbidding me to follow, fhe invites me : 
 This is the Mould of which I made the Sex; 
 I gave them but one Tongue to fay us Nay, 
 And two kind Eyes to grant. Dryd Afftfh. Spoken by Jupiter. 
 
 Our thoughtlefs Sex is caught by outward Form 
 And empty Noife, and loves it felt in Man. Dryd.Oedip. 
 
 Hard Fate of Lovers, fubjec~r. to our Laws ? 
 Fools we mufl. have, or el<e we cannot fway, ■ 
 For none but Fools will Womankind obey : 
 If they prove ftubborn, and refill our Wifl, 
 We exercife our Pow'r, and uie 'em ill; 
 
 The 
 
Woman. z%\ 
 
 The paiTive Slave, that whines, adores, and dies, 
 
 Sometimes we pity, but we ftill delpife: 
 
 But when we doat, the felf-fame Fate we prove, 
 
 Fools at the bell:, but double Fools in Love. 
 
 We rage at firft with ill-difTembled Scorn; *? 
 
 Then, falling from our Height, more bafely mourn ; J> 
 
 And Man, th' infulting Tyrant, takes his Turn, 3 
 
 Leaves us to weep fir our neglected Charms, 
 
 And hugs another Miitrefs in his Arms: 
 
 And that which humbles our proud Sex the mof*, 
 
 Of all our flighted Favours makes his Boaft. Dryd.CUc;^. 
 
 Some wifh a Husband Fool, but fuch are curlt ; 
 Fir Fools perverfe of Husbands are the worft : 
 All Women would be counted chafte and wife ; 
 Nor fhould our Spoufes fee, but with our Eyes: 
 For Fools will prate, and tho' they want the Wit 
 To find clofe Faults, vet open Blots will hit : 
 Tho* better for their Eafe to hold their Tongue; 
 For Woman-kind was never in the Wrong : 
 So Noife enfuea and Quarre's la ft for Life, {of Bath's Tale. 
 The Wife abhors the Fool, the Fool the Wife. Of yd. the Wife 
 
 Were you, ye Fair, but cautious whom you truft, 
 So many of your Sex would not in vain 
 Of broken Vows and faithlefs Men complain. 
 Of all the various Wretches Love has made, 
 How few have been by Men of Senfe betray 'd ? 
 Convinced by Reafon, they your Pow'r confefs, ~) 
 
 Pleas'd to be happy, as you're picas' d to blefs, (Fair Pen. > 
 And confeious of your Worth, can never love you lefs. Relfffj 
 
 Women, like Summer-Storms, a while are cloudy; 
 Burft out in Thunder, and impetuous Show'rsj 
 But flrait the Sun of Beauty dawns abroad, 
 And all the fair Horizon is ferene. R<we1£amerh 
 
 Women, to the Brave an eafy Prey, {Arc. 
 
 Still follow Fortune where /he leads the Way. Dryd.Pa/ cs' 
 For Women born to be controul'd, 
 Stoop to the Forward and the Bold: 
 Affect the Haughty and the Proud, 
 The Gay, the Frolick, and the Loud. 
 Who firit tHe gen'rous Steed oppreft, 
 Not kneeling did falute the Btsall ; 
 But with high Courage, Life and Force, 
 Approaching, tam'd th' unruly Horfe. Hud. 
 
 Un wifely 
 
282 Words. 
 
 Unwifely we the wifer Eajf 
 Pity, fuppofmg them oppreft, 
 With Tyrant's Force, whofe Law is Will, 
 By which they govern, fpoil, and killj 
 Each Nymph, but moderately fair, 
 Commands with no lefs Rigour here. 
 Should Tome brave Turk, that walks among 
 His twenty Laffes bright and young, 
 And beckons to the willing Dame, 
 Preferr'd to quench his prefent Flame, 
 Behold as many Gallants here, 
 With modeft Guife, and filent Fear, 
 , All to one Female Idol bend, 
 Whilft her high Pride does fcarce defcend 
 To mark their Follies ; he would fwear 
 That thefe her Guards of Eunuchs were; 
 And that a more majeftick Queen, 
 Or humbler Slaves, he had not feen. WalL 
 
 For Women, you know, feldom fail, 
 To make the flouteft Men turn Tail, 
 And bravely icorn to turn their Backs 
 Upon the defp'rateft Attacks. Hud, 
 
 They wound like Parthiam> while they fly, 
 And kill with a retreating Eye; 
 Retire the more, the more we prels, 
 To draw us into Ambufhes. Hud, 
 
 WORDS. 
 
 Words are like Leaves, and where they moll abound, 
 Much Fruit of Serfe ber.eath is rarely found. Pope. 
 
 Words with the Leaves of Trees Refemblance hold 
 In this Refpeft, where every Year the old 
 Fall off, and new ones in their Places grow: 
 Death is the Fate of all Things here below. 
 If Man, and Nature's Works fubmit to Fate, 
 Much lei's mutt Words expett a Lifting Date : 
 Many, which we approve for current now, 
 In the next Age out of Requeft will grow : 
 And others, which are now thrown out of Doors, 
 Shall be reviv'd, and come again in Force, 
 If Cuftom pleafe, from whom their Force they draw, 
 Which of our Speech is the fole Judge and Law. Qldb.Hor. 
 
 In Words, as Fafliions, the fame Rule will hold, 
 Alike fantaltick if too new or old. Pope. 
 
 Words 
 
World, Worms. Wounds, 283 
 
 Words are bat Pictures of our Thoughts. Dryd. 
 
 His Words replete with Guile, 
 Into her Heart too eafy Entrance won. Milt, 
 
 In her Ears the Sound 
 Yet rung of his perfuafive Words impregn'd 
 With Reafon, to her Seeming, and with Truth. Milt* 
 
 Teach me, fome Pow*r, that happy Art of Speech, 
 To drefs my Purpofe up in gracious Words ; 
 Such as may foftly Ileal upon her Soul, 
 And never waken the tempefluous Paffions. HLoioe Fair Pen* 
 
 WORLD. 
 
 The World's a flormy Sea, 
 Whofe ev'ry Breath is ftrew'd with Wrecks of Wretches, 
 That daily perilh in it. Rozve Amb. Stepm. 
 
 Where folid Pains fucceed our fenfelef? joys, (Valent. 
 And fhort-liv'd Pleafures fleet like paffing Dreams. Rocb. 
 
 The World's a Wood, in which all loft their Way, 
 Tho' by a different Path each goes aitray. Rocb* 
 
 The World's a Labyrinth, where unguided Men 
 Walk up and down to find their Wearinefs: 
 No fooner have we meafur'd, with much Toil, 
 One crooked Path, in Hope to gain our Freedom, 
 But it betrays us to a new Affliction. Beau. Nigbt -walk: 
 
 WORMS. See Creation. 
 
 WOUNDS. 
 
 His Face and Limbs were one continu'd Wound; 
 Difhoneft, with lopt Arms the Youth appears, 
 Spoil'd of his Nofe, and fhorten'd of hi- Ears. Dryd Virg. 
 
 Then with a fpeeding Thruit his Heart he found ; 
 The lukewarm Blood came rufhing thro' theWound.fT 
 Andfanguine Streams diftain'd thefacred Ground. Dryd. 
 
 Scars of Honour feam'd his manly Face. Blac. 
 
 With many a Wound fhe made her Bofom gay, f 
 
 Her Wounds, like Flood-gates, did themfelves difplay, > 
 Thro* which Life ran in fcarlet Streams away. Lee Nero. 3 
 
 The yawning Wound 
 Gufn'doutapurpleStream,andftain'd theGround. Dryd Virg. 
 
 The gapingWound gufh'd out a crimfon Flood. Dryd.Virg. 
 
 As when fome ftately Trappings are decreed 
 To grace a Monarch on his bounding Steed, 
 
 A Nymph 
 
 a rirg. 
 
284 Wretch. 
 
 A Nymph in Carta or Meonia bred, 
 
 Stains the pure Iv'ry with a lively Red ; 
 
 With equal Luftre various CoJours vie, 
 
 The fhidng Whitcnefs, and the Tyrian Dye: 
 
 So, great Atrides ! fhow'd thv iacred Blood, (Horn. 
 
 As down thy Snowy Thigh difliL'd the ilreaming Flood. Pope. 
 
 Like dumb Mouths, his Wounds 
 Open'd their ruby Lips. Sbak.Jui.C0f. 
 
 Tnere Duncan lay ; • 
 His filver Skin lac'd with his golden Blood, 
 And his galh'd Stabs look'd like a Breach in Nature 
 For Ruin's wafteful Entrance. Sbak. Macb. 
 
 Old as I am, and quench' d with Scars and Sorrows, 
 Yet could I make this wither'd Arm do Wonders; 
 And open in an Enemy fuch Wounds, 
 Mercy would weep to look on. Rocb. Valent* 
 
 They made bare their Breafts, 
 Lac'd with long Scars and ftudded o'er with Thrufts, 
 The noble Wardrobe of the fcarlet War. Lee Mitbr. 
 
 He bar'd his Breaft, and fhew'd his Scars, 
 As of a furrow'd Field, well plough'd with Wars. Dryd.Ovid. 
 
 Clofe by each other laid, they prefs'd the Ground, 
 Their manly Bofoms pierc'd with many a griefly Wound, 
 Nor well alive, nor wholly dead they were, 
 But fome faint Signs of feeble Life appear; 
 The wand'ring Breath was on the Wing to part, (£«f Arc. 
 Weak was the Pulfe, and hardly heav'd the Heart. Dryd.Pai, 
 
 WRETCH. 
 
 Look who comes here! a Grave unto a Soul: 
 Holding th' eternal Spirit 'gainft her Will, 
 In the vile Prifon of affiled Breath. Sbak.K.Jd/2, 
 
 To be a Dog, and dead, 
 Were Paradife to fuch a State as his; 
 He holds down Life, as Children do a Potion, 
 With itrong Reluctance, and convuliive Strugglings: 
 Whi.'e his Misfortunes prefs him to difgorge it. Rozve Tameri. 
 
 To know no Thought of Reft, to have the Mind 
 Still miniltring frefh Plagues, as in a Circle, 
 Where one Dishonour treads upon another: 
 What know the Fiends beyond it ! Rozve Tamer i. 
 
 There's not a Wretch that lives on common Charity, 
 Bin's happier far than me ; for 1 have known 
 The lufcious Sweets of Plenty ; ev'ry Night 
 
 Have 
 
Tear. 285 
 
 Have flept with foft Content about my Head, 
 
 And never vvak'd but to a joyful Morning ; 
 
 Yet now mull fall, like a full Ear of Corn, {Ver.Pref. 
 
 Whofe Ebffoms Ycap'd, bin's wither'd in the Rip'ning. Qtw. 
 
 Then looking on the neicVbring Woods, we {aw 
 The ghaftiy Viiage of a Man unknown : 
 An uncouth Feature, meagre, pale, and wild; 
 Afflictions foul and terrible Difmay 
 Sate on his Looks : His Face impair' d and worn 
 With Marks of Famine, fpeaking fore Diflrefs; 
 His Locks were tangled, and his maggy Beard 
 Matted with Filth. Add. Fir g. 
 
 Then from the Wood there bolts before our Sight, 
 Somewhat betwixt a Mortal and a Spright; 
 So thin, fo ghailly, meagre, and fo wan, 
 So bare of Flefh, he fcarce refembled Man. 
 This Thing all tatter'd was ; fhagged his Beard ; 
 His Cloaths were tagged with Thorns, and Filth his Limbs 
 
 (befmear'd. Dryd. Vir?. 
 YEAR. 
 
 Perceiv'ft thou not the Procefs of the Year : O 
 
 .How the four Seafons in four Forms appear, > 
 
 Refembling human Life in ev'ry Shape they wear ? 3 
 
 Spring firft, like Infancy, moots out her Head, "} 
 
 With milky Juice requiring to be fed; > 
 
 Helplefs, tho' frefh, and wanting to be led. 3 
 
 The green Stem grows in Stature and in Size, 
 But only feeds with hope the Farmer's Eyes. 
 Then laughs the childifh Year with Flowrets crown'd, 
 And laviJhly perfumes the Fields around. 
 But no fubftantial Nourishment receives ; 
 Infirm the Stalks, unfolid are the Leaves. 
 Proceeding onward whence the Year began ; 
 The Summer grows adult, and ripens into Man. 
 This Seafon, as in Men, is mofi: repleat 
 With kindly Moiflure and prolifick Heat. 
 Autumn fucceeds, a fober tepid. Age, 
 Not froze with Fear, nor boiling into Rage ; 
 More than mature, and tending to decay, 
 W^hen our brown Locks repine to mix with odious Grey. 
 Laft, Winter fweeps along with tardy Pace ; 
 Sour is his Front, and furrow'd is his Face. 
 His Scalp, if not dishonour* d quite of Hair, . {Ovid. 
 
 The ragged Fleece is thin, and thin is worfe than bare. Dr\d. 
 
 Y O U T II. 
 
286 Youth, 
 
 YOUTH. 
 
 The Spring of Life. The Bloom of gawdy Years. 
 Before the tender Nerves had itrung his Limbs, 
 And knotted into Strength. Sbak. Troi/. &f Crejf. 
 
 Then, paft a Boy, the callow Down began 
 To Shade my Chin, and call me firft a Man. Dryd.Firg. 
 
 The Down of Manhood on his Face appears, 
 And bloomy Beauty graced his youthful Years. Blac, 
 
 Youth does a thoufand Pleafures bring, 
 Which from decrepid Age will fly, 
 Sweets that wanton i'th' Bofom of the Spring, 
 
 In Winter's cold Embraces die. Congr. 
 
 Secure thofe golden early Joys, 
 
 That Youth, unfour'd with Sorrows, bears ; 
 E'er with'ring Time the Tafte deftroys, 
 Which Sicknefs and unwieldy Years. 
 For adlive Sports, for pleafing Reft, "^ 
 
 This is the Time to be pollers' d ! > 
 
 The bell is but in Sea.o beft. ^ 
 
 The pointed Hour of promis'd Blifs, 
 The pleafing Whifper in the Dark, 
 The half-unwilling willing Kifs, 
 
 The Laugh that guides thee to the Mark, 
 When the kind Nymph would Coynefs feign, f 
 And hides but to be found again, > 
 
 Thefe,thefe are Joys the Gods for Youth ordain. Dryd.Hor. ^ 
 
 In Youth alone unhappy Mortals live ; 
 But ah! the mighty Blifs is fugitive: 
 Difcolour'd Sicknefs, anxious Labours come, 
 And Age, and Death's inexorable Doom. Dryd.Firg. 
 
 All the good Wine of Life our drunken Youth devours, 
 Sournefs and Lees, which to the Bottom fink, 
 
 Remain for latter Years to drink ; 
 Until fome one, offended with the Tafte, {Cow!. 
 
 The VefTel breaks, and out the wretched Reliques run at laft. 
 
 The Role is fragrant, but it fades in Time, 
 The Vi'let tweet, but quickly paft the Prime. 
 White Liilies hang their Heads, and foon decay, 
 And whiter Snow in Minutes melts away : 
 Such, and fo withering is our blooming Youth. Dryd.Tbeoc, 
 
 Grief feldom join'd with blooming Youth is feen ; 
 Can Sorrow be where Knowledge fcarce has been ? 
 
 Fortune 
 
Zeal. Zones. 287 
 
 Fortune does well for heedlefs Youth provide, 
 ButWifdom does unlucky Age mifguide. Hozo.lnd.^uien. 
 
 ZEAL. 
 
 Zeal is the pious Madnefs of the Mind, Dry J. Tyr. Love. 
 
 And Confidence in Sin, when mix'd with Zeal, 
 Seems Innocence, and looks to moft as welL Crte.Juv. 
 Zeal's a dreadful Termagant, 
 That teaches Saints to tear and rant ; 
 And Independants to profefs 
 The Doctrine of Dependances ~ 
 Turns meek and fneaking fecret Ones 
 To Raw-heads fierce, and bloody Bones, 
 And not content with endlefs Quarrels 
 Againft the Wicked and their Morals, 
 The Gbibilins, for want of Guelfs, 
 Divert their Rage upon themfelves. Hud. 
 
 ZONE S. 
 
 Five Girdles bind the Skies : The torrid Zone 
 Glows with the paffing and repaffing Sun. 
 Far en the Right and Left th' Extremes of Heav'n 
 To Frofts, and Snows, and bitter Blafts are giv'n. 
 Betwixt the Midft and thefe the Godsaffign'd 
 Two habitable Seats for Human Kind : 
 And crofs their Limits cut a floping Way, 
 Which the twelve Signs in beauteous Order fway: 
 Two Poles turn round the Globe : One feen to rife 
 O'er Scythian Hills, and one in Lybiatt Skies. 
 The firft fublime in Heav'n : The laft is whirl'd 
 Below the Regions of the nether -World. 
 Around our Pole the fpiry Dragon glides, 
 And, like a wandYmg Stream, the Bears divides: 
 The Le/s and Greater, who, by Fate's Decree, 
 Abh-. r to dive beneath the Southern Sea. 
 There, as they fay, perpetual Night is found, 
 In Silence brooding on th' unhappy Ground; 
 Or when Aurora leaves our Nothern Sphere, 
 She lights the downward Heav'n, and rifes there. 
 And when on us (he breathes the living Light, 
 Red Veffers kindles there the Tapers of the Night. Dryd.Virg. 
 
 And 
 
288 
 
 'Zones. 
 
 And as hVe Zones th' TEtherial Regions bind, 
 Five correfpondent are to Earth affign'd ; 
 The Sun, with Rays dire<fi]y darting down, 
 Fires all beneath, and fries the middle Zone. 
 The two beneath the diftant Poles complain 
 Of endlefs Winter, and perpetual Rain. 
 Betwixt th' Extremes two happier Climates hold 
 Tlic Tamper that partakes of Hot and Cold. Dry.LO v id. 
 
 FINIS 
 
DICTIONARY 
 
 O F 
 
 RHYMES. 
 
 Quel que fujet qif on traite, ou plaifant oufublime> 
 Que toujour s le bonfens s* accorde avec la Rime \ 
 Uun I 9 autre vainement Us lemblentfe hair. 
 La Rime eft un efclave, £s? ?ie doit qu 9 obeir. 
 Lors qu 9 a la bien chercher d 9 abord on s 9 everiiie s 
 Vefprit a la trouver aifement s 9 habitue ', 
 An joug de la Raifon fans peine elle flechit, 
 Et, loin de la gener, la fert & Venrichit. 
 Mais lors qu 9 on la neglige, elle devient rebelle, 
 Et pour la ratraper le fens court apres elle. 
 
 B I L E A l\ 
 
 LONDON: 
 Printed in the Year MDCCXXXVII. 
 
 Vol. II. N 
 
Ill 
 
 T H E 
 
 PREFACE. 
 
 r B "^HIS Visionary contains a Collection offuch Weris 
 only, as both for their Senfe and Sound, are judgd 
 " mofl proper for the Rhymes of Heroic k Poetry. 
 For which Reafon are omitted, 
 
 I. All Burlefque Words, and pith whefi Signification can 
 be employ d only in Subjects of Drollery. 
 
 II. All uncommon Words, and that are of a generally un- 
 known Signification \ as the Names cf Difiempers that are uk- 
 ufual; mofl of the Terms of Arts and Sciences ; all proper Names, 
 both of Perfor.s and Places » together with all pedantick hard 
 Wsrds, wh'jfc Sound is generally as barjb and unp leafing a: their 
 Senfe is dark and obfeure. 
 
 Ui. All baje, low Words ; by which I mean fuck as are re- 
 ■ per met with but in the Mouth of the Vulgar, and never us'd, 
 either in Coitverfation or Writing, by the better and more polite 
 Sort of People. The French call them, Des Mots Bas, but ottr 
 Language fcarce allows us a Term to difiinguijk them: And if 
 .any fuch are infer ted, the Reafon is, becaufe they are us'd in 
 c Figurative, as zvell as in their proper Significaiicn : Ibus 
 "Starch properly fig nifies only that which Landrefes :fe, toy? if 
 fen Linen-, in which Senfe it can hardly find Place in an he- 
 Poem; but in its Figurative it may : For y fis trd to ex~ 
 prfs an Alien done with Aff eolation, and we fay a Startch'd, 
 irmal, ftijf, afifteled'PerfoK. Therefore I have not emit- 
 ted it, nor ary of the like Nature:. 
 
 IV. All cfolete, fpurious, and mifcQmpQuniedWvris A which 
 /ire unworthy the Dignity of Style reqnif'd in an Hersick Poem; 
 Cuius D'.ftio debet elle perfeita & abfoiuta. 
 
 V- All the Words that ought not to end a Verfi: ; as the 
 Particles Ax, And, As, Of, The, crV. together with all ike 
 N 2 M'oids 
 
iv The PREFACEto 
 
 Words of more than three Syllables, that have their decent upon 
 the fourth Syllable from the I aft \ as Diifolurenefs, Niggard- 
 linefs, Vindicated, and the like, whofe Accent being jo far 
 remold from their final Syllable, they ought never to end a 
 Verfe in any Sort of Poetry zvhatjoever. 
 
 VI. The Terminations that have not more than one Word, 
 th.it can be employ d to end a Verfe in Heroick Poetry. Thus 
 becaufe there are no Words that rhyme to Badge, but Fadge 
 and Cadge ; the firft of which is a Low Word, and the /aft very 
 uncommon, being a Term in Falconry, and known but to afezv, 
 the Termination ADGE is entirely omitted. 
 
 VJL All the V/ords that end in Mute E, preceded by the 
 Liquid L, and another Corfonant; as thofein RLE, CLE,DLE, 
 &c. For, beftdes that moft of them are dcuble Rhymes, all 
 which, as jh all be /aid hereafter , are excluded this Dictionary, 
 the Sound of their /aft Syllable is fi very zee ak and languijbing, 
 that the Verfe s that end. in any of them, can never ve graceful 
 in the Delivery, nor pkafing to the Ear. 
 
 VI II. A I moft all the Words that are compounded with any 
 of the Particles, Out, Re, or Un \ for they may not only be eaji/y 
 form d from their Simples, which are to be 'found under their 
 refpetlive Terminations, but are jo very numerous in our La?> 
 guage, that to have inferted them, would have increased this 
 Dictionary to a far greater Bu/kthan the Volume zvould permit : 
 For this la/} Re a Ion, and for that they are fe/dem implead at 
 the End cf Verfe s, moft of the Po/yx liable/ in AL, ANCE, 
 ANT, ATE, ENCE,"ENT, ESS.,'6w, and T, preceded by a 
 Confuant, zvhich are the Terminations with which our Lan- 
 guage moft abounds, have found no Place here. As have not 
 ■ iikeioife (because they are all double Rhymes) any of the Words 
 in JON,' or of the Po/yfyllables in 1NG, of both zvhich there is 
 an infinite Number. This Ditlionary would likezvife have been 
 fzcell d to a much larger Volume, had the fame Words been in- 
 ferted fever al times, according to its different Significations. As 
 Beam, a great Piece of Timber in Building', Beam of a C^ach 
 or Waggon; Beam of a Stag; Beam of a Ballance; Beam or 
 Ray f Liibty Sec. Fearing therefore to be tec prolix in a Work 
 of this Nature, I have emitted jhem. However, the Words, 
 which, tho written alike, differ both in €enje and Sound, are 
 inferted fever ally, according to their various Pronounciations. 
 Thus Eow is placed tcuice under the Termination OW : Firft, 
 among the fe whofe W is ft lent, as Crow, Grow, &c. and then 
 among th'fe zvhofe'W is founded, i as Cow, Vow, cjV. Among 
 
 the 
 
the Di£tionai y of R h y m : e s. v 
 
 the firfi Wis a Noun, andfignif.es the Weapon fo calfd, and fe- 
 ver nl other Things-, among the lafi, a Verb, to Bow or Bend. 
 
 IX. All the Terminations that contain only Derivative Wards. 
 Thus becauje there are no Words that end in AILD, but the 
 Participles in the Verbs in AIL, the Termination AILD is 
 omitted ; it hung eafy to find all the Words of thofe Rhymes, by 
 hokingfor the Termination of their Primitives : For Example, 
 to find the Rhymes to PrevaiiM, confiJer it to be the Participle 
 of the Verb Prevail, whvfe Termination is AIL. See AIL, and 
 you Jhali r finJ 'Hail; Sail, Bewail, and all the other Verbs of 
 that Rhyme, who ft Participles are the only Words that rhyme to 
 Prevail'd. 
 
 X. Lafily the Terminations ASM, ISM, and OSM; not 
 only becaufe they contain nine but uncommon Words, aeritPd 
 from the Greek, but only beeattfe they properly belong to the 
 
 double Rhymes ; all which, as zvellas mofi of the treble, are, for 
 the Reafons alledgd in The Rules for making Verfes, omitted 
 inthisColleclion : Which, as If aid before, is composed of a filed 
 Humber of finch ufual Words as are of the befi Senfie, and that 
 for the Agreeablenefi of their Sound are mofi proper to be em- 
 ploy' d in the Rhymes of Heroick Verfe. 
 
 Thus having given a fhort Account of the Words omitted in 
 this Diclionary; it will be neceffary to fay fiomething of the 
 Method and Difpofition of thofe that are contained in it. 
 
 In looking for a Word, confide r the five Vowels A, E, I, O, U; 
 and begin at the Vowel that precedes the lafi Confonant of the 
 Word: For Example, to find Perfwade, and the Words that 
 rhyme to it, D is the lafi Confonant, A the Vowel that precedes 
 it, lookfur ADE, and you will find Made, Fade, Invade, and 
 all the other Words of that Rhyme. 
 
 In like manner, if a Word end in two or more Confonant s, 
 begin at the Vowel that immediately precedes the firfi of them : 
 For Example, Land; N is the firfi rf the final Confonant s, A 
 the Vowel that precedes it. See AND, and you find Band, 
 Stand, Command, &c. 
 
 But if a Dipthong, that is to fay, two or more Vowels to- 
 get her, precedes the lafi Confonant or ' Con fin ants of a Word, be- 
 gin at the firfi of thofe two Vowels: Thus, to find the Rhymes 
 to Pifdaiu, look not for IN, bxt for A IN, and you zuilf find 
 Brain, Chain, Gain, &c. 
 
 To find a Word that ends in a Dipthong, preceded by a Con- 
 fonant ; begin only at the firfi Vowel of the Dipthong : For 
 Example, to find the Rhymes to Subdue, look for UE, and you 
 will find Clue, Due, Eniue, &c. 
 
 N 3 And 
 
vi Th= PREFACE to 
 
 And the Words that end in a Jingle Vowel, preceded by a Con- 
 finant, are found by looking for that Vowel only : Except always 
 the Words that end in Mute E, which are conftantly found by 
 the fame Method that has been already prejcrib'd for finding 
 the Rhymes to Perfwade, zvhofe final E is fiknt, and ferves 
 wly to lengthen the Sound of the A in the I aft Syllable. . 
 
 Except a/jo the Words in T, which are placed under the Ter- 
 mination IE, not only becauft their Sound is exactly the fame, 
 but alfo beiaufe they may be indifferently written either with 
 a Tor IE, as Dy or Die, Ly or Lie, Defy or Defie, ts'e. 
 
 The Words that rhyme firizily one to another, th-J > they differ 
 in Orthography, are p!a*d under the fame Termination. Thus, 
 the Words in JIG N, A IX ANE, EIGN, and E IN, are placed 
 together, becaufi their Terminations have exaclly the jame 
 S)und: But as there are more Words in A IN, than in any other 
 of theft Terminations, I have plac'd them all under AINi and 
 jfX'jtn their' refpeSlive Terminations have referred thither. 
 
 T}:e Verbs are only in the Infinitive, and the Nouns in the 
 Singular', and from the Terminations to which any Tenfe, Per- 
 fon, or Participle of a Verb, or any Plural of a Noun rhymes, 
 I have referred to the Termination of the Primitive of thai Verb 
 or Noun: For Example, after the Rhymes in AZE, I fay, Alfa 
 the third Perfon present of the Verbs, and Plural of the 
 Nouns in AY, EJGH, and £Y. "Ike Reader is defir'd t$ 
 fee thofe Terminations, and from the Pr'unitive Words of them, 
 AsDiy, Ray, Delay, Nei&H, Convey, &V. he will eaji/y form 
 Days, Rays, Delays, Neighs, Conveys, is'e. all which rhyme 
 prfeclly to the Words in dZE. 
 
 So after the Rhymes in /IDE, I fay, Alfo the Participles of 
 the Verbs in AY, EiGH, and EY. See the Verbs of thofe 
 Terminations, and by forming their Participles, you find they 
 all rhyme to the Words in ADE; as from Piay, Neigh, Con- 
 vey, ci?Y. Play'd, Neigh'd, Convey'd, &c. 
 
 I have obferv'd the like Method thro* the whole Courfe of this 
 Diclionary, as to all the regular Nouns and Verbs : But the 
 Tenfet, Perfons, and Particples of all the Irregular Verbs, and 
 Plurals of all the Irregular Nouns, are found under the fever al 
 Terminations to tohich they rhyme. Thus, Fought, Sought, 
 Thought,are plac'd under OUGHT, without referring to IGHT, 
 EEK, INK, the Termination of the Verbs Fight, Seek, Think, 
 from whence they are derived. Men is plac'd under EN, with- 
 out referring to AN, the Termination of its Singular, Man. 
 
 Obferve 
 
the Diilionary of Rhymes. vii 
 
 Obferve therefore, that whenever I fay Perfons, or Participles 
 ef Verbs, or Plurals of Nouns, I mean only of fuch as are Regu- 
 lar in their Formation ; the Irregular being always found under 
 the Terminations to which they rhyme. 
 
 Obferve alfo, that the Participles and Preterperfetl Tenfes of 
 all the Regular Verbs being exaflly the fame, whenever I had 
 Occafton to refer to them, I have made Choice of ihe Word Parti- 
 ciple, rather than Preterperfetl 'Tenfe. 
 
 Some Words are placed twice, becaufe they are pronounced 
 differently, as Draught j which Dryden rhymes both to the 
 Words inAF'T, and OUGHT; and therefore I have put it under 
 both thofe Terminations. 
 
 But as there art fever al Words, whole Terminations, tho 
 different in Writing, are pronounced alike ; Jo there are others 
 that agree in Orthography, but differ in Sound. Thus the Words 
 in ASE have two different Sounds; feme of them are pronounced 
 like ACE, others like AZE ; the fir ft f which I have placed 
 under ACE, the latter under AZE, and from the Termination 
 ASE have referred to the two other. 
 
 The Words in OVE haze three different Sounds, as Love, 
 Prove, Rove; and though they are all plac d under their own 
 Termination, yet they do nit in Stricl fiefs rhyme to one another. 
 Therefore to diftingiiijh them from each other, a little Space is 
 left in the Printing bet-ween the different Rhymes. 
 
 There are alfo feveral other Terminations of the like Nature, 
 whofe different Sounds are diftinguijh'' d in like manner. 
 
 I have already f aid, that all the Double and moft of the Tre- 
 ble Rhymes are omitted in this Alphabet; yet by cbferving the 
 Method I am going to propoje. the great eft Part of the Double 
 Rhymes may be difcoverd. 
 
 Moft of our Double Rhymes conftft in derivative Words, and 
 terminate either in ED, ER, ES, EST, ING, or IT. 
 
 Derivative Words are thofe that are form 'd from Primitives, 
 whitb. muft be either Verbs or Nouns, The Primitive of a Verb 
 i. the Infinitive; the Primitive of a Noun is the Nominative 
 Singular. 
 
 Ntw all the Derivative Words, whofe Primitives are ac- 
 cented on the laft Syllable, and that are fcr?i?d by the Increafe 
 of a Syllable to their Primitives, thereby become Double. 
 Rby i 
 
 For it is a Rule, (and J think without any Exception) That 
 
 all Derivatives ft ill retain the Accent of their Primitives, that 
 
 is to fay, on the fame Syllable : Frovi zvlence it follows, that 
 
 the Accent that was on the laft Syllable of a. Primitive, or 
 
 N 4 " Original 
 
viii The PREFACE to 
 
 Original Word, muft be on the Lijlfave one of it: Derivative, if 
 ft be form V by the Increafeof a Syllable to its Primitive; from 
 whence it consequently follows, that fitch a Derivative muft be 
 a Double Rhyme: For Example, to Evade, and to Arife are 
 Primitives, accented upon the laft Syllable, and therefore are 
 Single Rhymes ? Evading and Arifing are Gerunds form d from 
 them by adding the Syllable ING, and being accented on the laft 
 five one, thereby become Double Rhymes. Nozo to find the Rhymes 
 to Evading, conjider it to be a Derivative, ami fee the Termi- 
 nation of its Primitive, which is ADE ; and the Gerunds of all 
 the Verbs of that Rhyme, that are accented on the laft Syllable, 
 tnt/ft neeejfarily rhyme to Evading : As from Fade, Wade, Per- 
 i'.vnde, &c. Fading, Wading, Perfwnding, &Y. In like mail' 
 r.er to find the Rhyme to Arifing, fee ISE, and you will find Ad- 
 vife, Cbaftife, Defpife, and many other ; wbofe Gerunds all 
 rhyme to Arifing; as Advifmg, Chaftifing, &c. 
 
 The Obfervaticn of this Rule only will lead you to the Difco- 
 very of an infinite Number of Double Rhymes : For all the Verbs 
 of the Engiifh Tongue, whether Regular or Irregular, and of 
 what Termination foever they be, form their Gerunds by adding 
 the Syllable Ing to the Infinitive', and therefore if their Infini- 
 tives rhyme, their Gerunds muft of Ccnfequence do fo too ; and 
 if their Infinitives be accented on the laft Syllable, their Gerunds, 
 by the Increafe of the Syllable Ing, are accented on the laft fave 
 one, and thus become Double Rhymes. 
 
 The Double Rhymes in ED are generally only the Participles of 
 the Regular Verbs', ofzvhich there are two Sorts : One that will 
 admit of an Elifion of the E that precedes their Confonant, and 
 one that will not. 
 
 Thofe that will admit of an Elifion, alzcays ought to beus'd 
 fo, and it is a Fault to make Loved two Syllables, and Ama- 
 zed three, by which Means they become Double Rhymes ; inftead 
 t/'Lov'd, which is but one Syllable, WAmaz'd, ivhichisbut 
 two, and both of them Single Rhymes. 
 
 Thofe that will notfuffer the like Elifion, and confequcntlyare 
 Double Rhymes, are only the Participles of the Regular Verbs 
 that end in D or T, or in Mute E preceded by D or T, as from 
 the Verbs to Land, Grant, Perfwade, WHate, are formed the 
 Participles Landed, Granted, Perfwaded, Hated : Which will 
 net admit of fuch an Elifion, and therefore are Double Rhymes. 
 
 The Method of finding the Rhymes to thefe Words, is the fame 
 as has been already prefer ib"d for finding the Rhymes to the Words 
 in ING, that is to fay, by feeking the^Ter mi nations of the Infi- 
 nitives, from whence they are form" d', which are AND, ANT, 
 ADE, ATE. M *"J 
 
the Diflionary of R h ymes. 
 
 IX 
 
 Many of the Double Rhymes in ER, are either the Compara- 
 tive Degree of Adjectives, and form d by adding ER to their 
 Pofitive, or Nouns Verbal formed by the Addition of ER tc their 
 Infinitive: For Example, to find a Rhyme to Plainer, the Com- 
 parative of Plain, fee the Termination of the Pofttive, which is . 
 A IN, and you will find the Verb to Gain, from whence is form d 
 the Noun Verbal Gainer; Vain, from whence the Comparative 
 Vainer i Profane, from whence Profaner, &c. 
 
 The like Method may a/fo be obferv'd for finding the Double 
 Rhyme in ES, EST, and LT. 
 
 Tbofe in ES, confifi of the Third ? erf on Prefent of the Verbs, 
 and of the Plural Numbers of the Nouns who fe final Letters are 
 CE,CH, GE, S, SE, SH, X, or ZE, and that are for rid by 
 adding the Syllable ES to their Primitive. 
 
 Tbofe in EST, confijl of the Superlative Degrees of Adjectives, 
 formd by adding EST to their Pofitives ', and of their Second Per- 
 fon Prefent of Verbs form d by adding EST to their Infinitive. 
 
 Tbofe in LT, confifi in Adverbs form 'd from Adjectives, by 
 adding the Syllable LTto their Pofitive. 
 
 This Method may be alfo uj'cful for finding of Rhymes to Ori- 
 ginal Words: For Example, to Morning, which bein* accented 
 enthe lajifave one, is a Double Rhyme. See the Termination of 
 that Syllable, which is ORN,andyou mill find Scorn, Adorn, &c. 
 whofe Gerunds are, Scorning, Adorning, fcjV. 
 
 There are alfo fever al other Double Rhymes that confifi in De- 
 rivative Words, and may beftund by the fame Method, Of this 
 Nature are fever a I Participles in EN, that are formed irregular- 
 ly, as Given, Driven, &c. from the Verbs in IV E ; Taken, 
 Forfaken, &c. from tbofe in AKE ; and feme others. 
 
 As for the Treble Rhymes inferted. in this Dictionary; I have 
 not retained them as fuch, but as they rhyme to the Words ac- 
 cented upon the I aft Syllable \ that is to fay, to Single Rhymes'. 
 Thus Tendernefs rhymes as well to Confefs, as to Slenderncfs. 
 Piety to Charity and Juftify, as well as to Satiety. But the 
 Re a fon why moft of the Treble, and all the Double Rhymes are 
 omitted, maybe feen in The Rule for making Verfes. And fo 
 much for the Matter and Method of the follozving Alphabet. It 
 may now be expecled that I Jbould fay fomething of the Ufeful- 
 nefs of it. 
 
 And here I will not pretend that it is a Work of fuch a Na» 
 ture, as can be of any farther Ufe to the Publick in general, 
 than as it may be a Help and Eafe to tbofe Perfons who apph 
 themjelves to the making Englifh Verfes: And they, I prefum'e, 
 will reap fome Advantage by it ; fince in & Moment, and witb- 
 N 5 out 
 
x The P R E F A C E to, &c. 
 
 out Trouble, they may here find Words, that for a confidercble 
 Space of Time their Thoughts have, perhaps, in vain been labour- 
 ing to recover- 
 
 An Inflance of this me daily meet with in Converfation ; where 
 we sf ten find our f elves at a Lofs for a Word to exprefs our Mean- 
 ing: Nay, fome times for the Names of Per/on s with whom we 
 are converfant enough, and more than perfonally acquainted. 
 
 Befides, I dare almofl affirm, that the Difficulty of finding 
 Rhymes, has been the unlucky Cauje that has frequently reduced 
 even the befi of our Poets to take up with fuch as have fear ce any 
 Corfcnance, or Agreement in Sound. 
 
 Rhyme is generally allowed to be the chief Ornament of Veri- 
 fication in any of the Modern Languages; and therefore the 
 more exacl we are In the Obfervation of it, the greater Applaufe 
 aur Productions of that Nature will defervedly challenge and find. 
 
 The Italians, the Spaniards, and the French, and among 
 them Mtn eminent for their Learning and Parts, have not thought 
 their Time mifpent in compofing Dictionaries that contain all the 
 Words of their Languages, difpos^d Alphabetically according to 
 their fever al Rhymes, and which have been printed in all Vo m 
 lames, andreceivd with general Approbation. 
 
 But if after this, and much more that might be added in De- 
 fence of fuch a Work, any Jhould be of Opinion that my Time has 
 been thrown away in this Compofiticn ; to fuch 1 freely confefs 
 that zvhile I zvas about it, I often refiecled on the Operofe nihil 
 a git of Seneca, and apply" d it to my felf. 
 
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 A 
 
 Dictionary of Rhymes, 
 
 AB. 
 
 Chafe 
 
 ACT 
 
 Pad 
 
 JD Crab 
 
 ^tab 
 
 Scab 
 
 We 
 Abafe 
 
 Aft 
 Fact 
 
 Plad 
 
 ADE 
 
 Debafe 
 
 Pact 
 
 Blade 
 
 Enchafe 
 
 Traft 
 
 Fade 
 
 ACH 
 
 Attract 
 
 Glade 
 
 ACE 
 
 Ach 
 
 Abflract • 
 
 Jade 
 
 Brace 
 
 Attach 
 
 Compact 
 
 Lade 
 
 Chace 
 
 Detach 
 
 Contract 
 
 Made 
 
 Dace 
 
 ACK 
 
 Detract 
 
 Shade 
 
 Face 
 
 Back 
 
 Di (tract 
 
 Spade 
 
 Grace 
 
 Black 
 
 Enact 
 
 Tiade 
 
 Lace 
 
 Cacfc 
 
 Extract 
 
 Wade 
 
 Mace 
 
 Clack 
 
 Exaa 
 
 Degrade- 
 
 Pace 
 
 Crack 
 
 Protract 
 
 DifTwade 
 
 Place 
 
 Hack 
 
 Subtract 
 
 Evade 
 
 Race 
 
 Jack 
 
 Tranfact 
 
 Invade 
 
 Space 
 
 Knack 
 
 Cataract 
 
 Perfvvade 
 
 Trace 
 
 Lack 
 
 And the Pa 
 
 r-Blocade 
 
 Apace 
 
 Pack 
 
 ticiples of theBrigade 
 
 Deface 
 
 Quack 
 
 Verbs in ACK Cavalcade 
 
 Efface 
 
 Rack 
 
 AD 
 
 Mafquerade 
 
 Difgrace 
 
 Sack 
 
 Add 
 
 Renegade 
 
 Difplace 
 
 Slack 
 
 Bad 
 
 Retrogade 
 
 Mifplace 
 
 Smack 
 
 Clad 
 
 Serenade 
 
 Embrace 
 
 Snack 
 
 Dad 
 
 Ambufcade 
 
 Grimmace 
 
 Stack 
 
 Gad 
 
 Cannonade 
 
 Interlace 
 
 Tack 
 
 Glad 
 
 Paliiadc 
 
 Retrace 
 
 Track 
 
 Had 
 
 
 
 1 hwack 
 
 Lad 
 
 Aid 
 
 Ba r e 
 
 Wrack 
 
 Mad 
 
 Braid 
 
 Cafe 
 
 Attack 
 
 Sad 
 N 6 
 
 Maid 
 
 Aft 
 
2 
 
 A Dictionary of Rhymes. 
 
 Afraid 
 
 Flag 
 
 AIL. 
 
 Veil 
 
 Upbraid 
 
 Gag 
 
 Ail 
 
 JlM.SeeJME. 
 
 And the Par-Jag 
 
 Bail 
 
 AIN. 
 
 ticiples of the Hag 
 
 Fail- 
 
 Blain 
 
 Verbs in AY;Lag 
 
 Flail 
 
 Brain 
 
 EY,andElGH.Nag 
 
 Frail 
 
 Chain 
 
 AFE. 
 
 Quag 
 
 Hail 
 
 Drain 
 
 Chafe 
 
 Rag 
 
 fail 
 
 Fain 
 
 Safe 
 
 Scrag 
 
 Mail 
 
 Gain 
 
 Vouch (a fe 
 
 Strag 
 
 Nail 
 
 Grain 
 
 AFF. 
 
 Stag 
 
 Pail 
 
 Lain 
 
 Chaff 
 
 Swag 
 
 Rail 
 
 Main 
 
 Draff 
 
 Snag 
 
 Quail 
 
 Pain 
 
 Graff 
 
 Tag 
 
 Sail 
 
 Plain 
 
 Quafr 
 
 Wag 
 
 Snail 
 
 Rain 
 
 Staff 
 
 AGE 
 
 Tail 
 
 Skain 
 
 Engraff 
 
 Age 
 
 Trail 
 
 Slain 
 
 Epitaph 
 
 Cage 
 
 Wail 
 
 Sprain 
 
 Cenotaph 
 
 Gage 
 
 Affail 
 
 Stain 
 
 Paragraph 
 
 Page 
 
 Avail 
 
 Strain 
 
 
 Rage 
 
 Bewail 
 
 Swain 
 
 Laugh 
 
 Sage 
 
 Detail 
 
 Train 
 
 AFT. 
 
 Stage 
 
 Entail 
 
 Twain 
 
 Aft 
 
 Swage 
 
 Prevail 
 
 Vain 
 
 Abaft 
 
 Wage 
 
 Retail 
 
 Wain 
 
 Craft 
 
 Affwage 
 
 Countervail 
 
 Again 
 
 Graft 
 
 Engage 
 
 
 Abftain 
 
 Haft 
 
 Difengage 
 
 Ale 
 
 Amain 
 
 Raft 
 
 Enrage 
 
 Bale 
 
 Attain 
 
 Shaft 
 
 Prefage 
 
 Dale 
 
 Complain 
 
 Waft 
 
 Appennage 
 
 Gale 
 
 Contain 
 
 Draught 
 
 Concubinage 
 
 Hale 
 
 Con {train 
 
 Ingraft 
 
 Heritage 
 
 Male 
 
 Detain 
 
 Handicraft 
 
 Hermitage 
 
 Pale 
 
 Difdain 
 
 And the Pal 
 
 --Parentage 
 
 Sale 
 
 Diftrain 
 
 ticiples of tJ] 
 
 icPerfonage 
 
 Scale 
 
 Enchain 
 
 Verbs in AFFPaftura^e 
 
 Stale 
 
 Entertain 
 
 and AUGH. 
 
 Patronage 
 
 Tale 
 
 Explain 
 
 AG. 
 
 Pilgrimage 
 
 Vale 
 
 Maintain 
 
 Bag 
 
 VUlanage 
 
 Whale 
 
 Obtain 
 
 Braq; 
 
 Equipage 
 
 Impale 
 
 Ordain 
 
 Cag 
 
 BID.SecADE Exhale 
 
 Pertain 
 
 Drag 
 
 MGHT.v.JTERegde 
 
 Refrain 
 
 Crag 
 
 JIGN.v.ANE Nightingale 
 
 • Regain 
 
 
 
 
 Remaia 
 
A Dictionary a/Rhymes. 
 
 Remain 
 
 Reitrain 
 
 Retain 
 
 Sulbin 
 
 Appertain 
 
 Daign 
 
 Arraign 
 
 Campaign 
 
 Soveraign 
 
 Feign 
 
 Reign 
 
 Vein 
 Rein 
 
 Bane 
 Cane 
 Crane 
 Fane 
 Lane 
 Mane 
 Plane 
 Vane 
 Wane 
 Profane 
 Hurricane 
 AINT. 
 Faint 
 Paint 
 Plaint 
 Quaint 
 Saint 
 Taint 
 Acquaint 
 Attaint 
 Complaint 
 Conllraint 
 Reftraint 
 
 Feint 
 Teint 
 AIR. v. 
 AISE.v. 
 
 AITH. v. ^-///.General 
 AIZE v^Z£.Hofpiral 
 
 AKE. 
 Ake 
 Bake 
 Brake 
 Cake 
 Drake 
 Flake 
 Lake 
 Make 
 Quake 
 Rake 
 Sake 
 Shake 
 Slake 
 Snake 
 Stake 
 Take 
 Wake 
 Awake 
 Betake 
 Spake 
 Forfake 
 Miftake 
 Partake 
 Overtake 
 Undertake 
 Befpake 
 
 AL. 
 Cabal 
 Canal 
 Animal 
 Admiral 
 Cannibal 
 Capital 
 Cardinal 
 Comical 
 Conjugal 
 Corporal 
 Criminal 
 ARE. Critical 
 ^Z£.Feftival 
 
 Interval 
 
 Liberal 
 
 Madrigal 
 
 Scald 
 
 Emerald 
 
 And the Par- 
 ticiples of the 
 Verbs in ALL. 
 
 JIT. v. ^7£.Funeral 
 
 Literal 
 
 Magical 
 
 Mineral 
 
 Myftical 
 
 Mufical 
 
 Natural 
 
 Original 
 
 Paftoral 
 
 Pedeftal 
 
 Perfonal 
 
 Phyfical 
 
 Poetical 
 
 Political 
 
 Principal 
 
 Prodigal 
 
 Prophetical 
 
 Rational 
 
 Satirical 
 
 Reciprocal 
 
 Rhetorical 
 
 Several 
 
 Temporal 
 
 Tragical 
 
 Tyrannical 
 
 Carnival 
 
 Schifmatical 
 
 Whimfical 
 
 Arfenal 
 
 There are ma- Tall 
 ny Words ofThrall 
 this Terminati-Wall 
 on ; but as theyAppall 
 are feldom us'dBefall 
 to end Verfes,Enthrall 
 'tis needlefs toForeftail 
 infert them. Jnftall 
 Mifcall 
 ALD Recall 
 
 Bald 
 
 ALE. Set ALL, 
 
 ALF. 
 Calf 
 Half 
 
 Behalf 
 
 ALK. 
 Balk 
 Chalk 
 
 Stalk 
 
 Talk 
 
 Walk 
 
 Calk 
 
 Hawk 
 
 ALL. 
 All 
 Ball 
 Call 
 Fall 
 Gall 
 Hall 
 Mall 
 Pall 
 Scrall 
 Shall 
 Small 
 Stall 
 
 Awl 
 
A Dictionary of Rhy ai e s. 
 
 Awl 
 
 Salve 
 
 Caul 
 
 AM. 
 
 Bawl 
 
 Am 
 
 Biawl 
 
 Cram 
 
 Crawl 
 
 Dam 
 
 Drawl 
 
 Dram 
 
 Mawl 
 
 Flam 
 
 Scrawl 
 
 Ham 
 
 Sprawl 
 
 Ram 
 
 Squawl 
 
 Stam 
 
 Yawl 
 
 Slam 
 
 
 Swam 
 
 ALM. 
 
 Anagram 
 
 Calm 
 
 Epigram 
 
 Balm 
 
 
 Palm 
 
 Dam 
 
 Pfalm 
 
 Lamb 
 
 Qu.il in 
 
 AME. 
 
 Becalm 
 
 Blame 
 
 Embalm 
 
 Came 
 
 Alms, whichDame 
 
 rhymes to 
 
 theFame 
 
 Plurals of 
 
 theFlame 
 
 Nouns, and 3dFrame 
 
 PerfonsPrefent Game 
 
 of the Verbs ofLame 
 
 this Terminati-Name 
 
 en. 
 
 Same 
 
 ALT. 
 
 Shame 
 
 Halt 
 
 Tame 
 
 Malt 
 
 Defame 
 
 Salt 
 
 Inflame 
 
 Shalt 
 
 Mifname 
 
 Smalt 
 
 Became 
 
 Exalt 
 
 Misbecame 
 
 
 Overcame 
 
 Revolt 
 
 
 
 Aim 
 
 Fault 
 
 Claim 
 
 Vault 
 
 Maim 
 
 A fault 
 
 Acclaim 
 
 Default 
 
 Declaim 
 
 ALVE, 
 
 Difclaim 
 
 Calve 
 
 Ejtclium 
 
 Proclaim Glance 
 
 Reclaim Lance 
 
 AMP. Trance 
 Camp Prince 
 
 Champ Intrance 
 Cramp Advance 
 
 Damp Romance 
 
 Stamp Mifchance 
 
 Lamp Complaifince 
 
 Vamp Circumftance 
 
 Decamp Countenance 
 
 Encamp Deliverance 
 
 AN. Confonance 
 
 Ban Difibnance 
 
 Bran Extravagance 
 
 Can ' Ignorance 
 
 Clan Inheritance 
 
 Fan Intemperance 
 
 Man Maintenance 
 
 Pan Exorbitance 
 
 Plan Ordinance 
 
 Ran Concordance 
 
 Scan Sufferance 
 
 Span Suftenance 
 
 Tan Temperance 
 
 Van Utterance 
 
 Began Arrogance 
 
 Trepan Vigilance 
 Unman 
 
 Foreran Expanfe 
 
 Partifan Inhanfe 
 Artifan 
 
 Pelican ANCH. 
 
 Caravan Branch 
 
 Courtefan Lanch 
 
 Swan Panch 
 
 Wan Blanch 
 Thefe twoRanch 
 
 fometimes Hanch 
 rhyme to theStanch 
 Words in ON. AND. 
 
 ANCE. Band 
 
 Chance Brand 
 
 Dance Grand 
 
 Hand 
 
A 
 
 Dictionary 
 
 o/Rhymes, 5 
 
 Hand 
 
 Drank 
 
 Elegant 
 
 Nape 
 
 Land 
 
 Flank 
 
 Elephant 
 
 Rape 
 
 Rand 
 
 Frank 
 
 Exorbitant 
 
 Scape 
 
 Sand 
 
 Hank 
 
 Converfant 
 
 Scrape 
 
 Stand 
 
 Lank 
 
 Extravagant 
 
 Shape 
 
 Strand 
 
 Plank 
 
 Ignorant 
 
 Tape 
 
 Wand 
 
 Prank 
 
 Infignificant 
 
 Efcape 
 
 Command 
 
 Rank 
 
 Inhabitant 
 
 APH. See AFP. 
 
 Countermand 
 
 Thank 
 
 Militant 
 
 APSE. 
 
 Demand 
 
 Di frank 
 
 Predominant 
 
 Lapfe 
 
 Disband 
 
 Mountebank 
 
 Sycophant 
 
 Elapfe 
 
 Expand 
 
 ANSE See 
 
 Vigilant 
 
 Relapfe 
 
 Gainftand 
 
 JNCE. 
 
 Petulant 
 
 Perhaps 
 
 Withitand 
 
 ANT. 
 
 AP. 
 
 And the Plu- 
 
 Underlland 
 
 Ant 
 
 C'P 
 
 ral of theNouns 
 
 Reprimand 
 
 Cant 
 
 Chap 
 
 and Third Per- 
 
 Aland Dryd. Chant 
 
 Clap 
 
 fon Prefer t of 
 
 ANE. v.AIN.Grant 
 
 Crap 
 
 the Verbs in 
 
 ANG. 
 
 Pant 
 
 Flap 
 
 A P. 
 
 Bang 
 
 Plant 
 
 Gap 
 
 APT. 
 
 Clang 
 
 Rant 
 
 Hap 
 
 Apt 
 
 Fang 
 
 Slant 
 
 Lap 
 
 Adapt 
 
 Gang 
 
 Want 
 
 Map 
 
 And the Par- 
 
 Hang 
 
 Ailant 
 
 Nap 
 
 ticiples of the 
 
 Pang 
 
 Complaifant 
 
 Pap 
 
 Verbs in AP. 
 
 Tang 
 
 Difplant 
 
 Rap 
 
 AR. 
 
 Twang 
 
 Enchant 
 
 Sap 
 
 Bar 
 
 Harangue 
 
 Gallant 
 
 Scrap 
 
 Car 
 
 ANGE. 
 
 Implant 
 
 Snap 
 
 Far 
 
 Change 
 
 Recant 
 
 Slap 
 
 Gnaf 
 
 Range 
 
 Supplant 
 
 Strap 
 
 Jar 
 
 Grange 
 
 Tranfplant 
 
 Tap 
 
 Mar 
 
 Mange 
 
 . Abfonant 
 
 Trap 
 
 Scar 
 
 Strange 
 
 Adamant 
 
 Wrap 
 
 Spar 
 
 Eflrange 
 
 Arrogant 
 
 Enwrap 
 
 Star 
 
 Arrange 
 
 Combatant 
 
 Mifhap 
 
 Tar 
 
 Exchange 
 
 Confonant 
 
 Entrap 
 
 War 
 
 Interchange 
 
 Cormorant 
 
 APE. 
 
 Afar 
 
 ANK. 
 
 Proteftant 
 
 Ape 
 
 Debar 
 
 Bank 
 
 Significant 
 
 Cape 
 
 Unbar 
 
 Blank 
 
 Vifnant 
 
 Chape 
 
 Catarh 
 
 Shank 
 
 Covenant 
 
 Crape 
 
 Particular 
 
 Clank 
 
 Diflbnant 
 
 Gape 
 
 Perpendicular 
 
 Dank 
 
 Di.putaat 
 
 Grape 
 
 Secular 
 
 Angular 
 
6 
 
 A "Dictionary of R h y at e s. 
 
 Angular 
 
 Regard 
 
 Pair 
 
 Wharf 
 
 Regular 
 
 Difregard 
 
 Stair 
 
 *ARGE. 
 
 Popular 
 
 Interlard 
 
 Affair 
 
 Barge 
 
 Singular 
 
 Retard 
 
 Debonnair 
 
 Charge 
 
 Titular 
 
 And the Pa 
 
 r-Defpair 
 
 Large 
 
 Vinegar 
 
 ticiples of thelmpair 
 
 Targe 
 
 Scimitar 
 
 Verbs in AR 
 
 ► Repair 
 
 Difcharge 
 
 Calendar 
 
 
 
 O'ercharge 
 
 Colendar 
 
 Ward 
 
 Bear 
 
 Surcharge 
 
 
 Award 
 
 Pear 
 
 Enlarge 
 
 ARB. 
 
 Reward 
 
 Swear 
 
 ARK. 
 
 Barb 
 
 ARE. 
 
 Tear 
 
 Ark 
 
 Garb 
 
 Are 
 
 Wear 
 
 Bark 
 
 
 Bare 
 
 Forbear 
 
 Cark 
 
 ARCE. 
 
 Blare 
 
 Forfwear 
 
 ' Clark 
 
 Farce 
 
 Care 
 
 
 Dark 
 
 Scarce 
 
 Dare 
 
 There 
 
 Hark 
 
 AndthePlu-Fare 
 
 Were 
 
 Lark 
 
 ral of theNounsFlare 
 
 Where 
 
 Mark 
 
 and Third Per- Glare 
 
 E'er 
 
 Park 
 
 fon Prefent 
 
 : ofHare 
 
 Ne'er 
 
 Shark 
 
 the Verbs 
 
 in Knare 
 
 El few here 
 
 Spark 
 
 AR. 
 
 Mare 
 
 Whate'er 
 
 Stark 
 
 
 Pare 
 
 Howe'er 
 
 Embark 
 
 ARCH. 
 
 Rare 
 
 Howfce'er 
 
 Remark 
 
 Arch 
 
 Scare 
 
 Whene'er 
 
 ARL. 
 
 March 
 
 Share 
 
 Where'er 
 
 Carl 
 
 Parch 
 
 Snare 
 
 
 Snarl 
 
 Starch 
 
 Spare 
 
 Heir 
 
 Marl 
 
 Countermarch Square 
 
 Coheir 
 
 ARM. 
 
 
 Stare 
 
 Their 
 
 Arm 
 
 ARD. 
 
 Tare 
 
 Theirs 
 
 Barm 
 
 Bard 
 
 Ware 
 
 Unawares 
 
 Charm 
 
 Card 
 
 Aware 
 
 WhichRhyme'Farm 
 
 Guard 
 
 Beware 
 
 to the PluralsHarm 
 
 Hard 
 
 Compare 
 
 of the Nouns Alarm. 
 
 Lard 
 
 Declare 
 
 and third Per-Difarm 
 
 Nard 
 
 Enfnare 
 
 fons prefent 
 
 of 
 
 Pard 
 
 Prepare 
 
 the Verbs 
 
 ofSwarm 
 
 Shard 
 
 Air 
 
 this Termina-Warm 
 
 Sward 
 
 Chair 
 
 tion. 
 
 Thcfc laft 
 
 Yard 
 
 Fair 
 
 ARF. 
 
 Words rhyme 
 
 Bombard 
 
 Hair 
 
 Scarf 
 
 to the Termi- 
 
 Difcard 
 
 Lair 
 
 Dwarf 
 
 nation ORM. 
 ARN. 
 

 A Biflienary 
 
 c/Rh y i 
 
 u es. 7 
 
 ARN. 
 
 ARTH. 
 
 Shim 
 
 ASTE. 
 
 Barn 
 
 See 
 
 Sam 
 
 Bade 
 
 Darn 
 
 EARTH. 
 
 Sqinfli 
 
 Chafte 
 
 Yarn 
 
 ARVE. 
 
 Splaih 
 
 Hade 
 
 
 Carve 
 
 Slam 
 
 Parte 
 
 Warn 
 
 Starve 
 
 Thram 
 
 Tafte 
 
 Fore warn 
 
 AS and ASS 
 
 . TraHi 
 
 Waftc 
 
 ^ Thcfe 
 
 twoAfs 
 
 Warn 
 
 Diftaft 
 
 rhyme to 
 
 the Era Is 
 
 Abafh 
 
 And the Par- 
 
 words inORN.Clafs 
 
 ASK. 
 
 ticiples of t he- 
 
 ARP. 
 
 Glafs 
 
 Ask 
 
 Verbs in ACE.. 
 
 Carp 
 
 Grafs 
 
 Bask 
 
 
 Harp 
 
 Lafs 
 
 Cask 
 
 AT. 
 
 Sharp 
 
 Mafs 
 
 Flask 
 
 Bat 
 
 Warp 
 
 Pafs 
 
 Mask 
 
 Brat 
 
 Counterfcarp Tafs 
 
 Task 
 
 Cat 
 
 ARSH. 
 
 Alafs 
 
 ASP. 
 
 Chat 
 
 Harto 
 
 Amafs 
 
 Afp 
 
 Fat 
 
 Marfh 
 
 Cuirafs 
 
 Clafp 
 
 Flat 
 
 ART. 
 
 Repa fs 
 
 Gafp 
 
 Gnat 
 
 Art 
 
 Surpafs 
 
 Grafp 
 
 Hat 
 
 Cart 
 
 Morafs 
 
 Hafp 
 
 Mat 
 
 Chart 
 
 
 Rafp 
 
 Pat 
 
 Dart 
 
 Was 
 
 Wafp 
 
 Plat 
 
 Hart 
 
 Has 
 
 AST. 
 
 Rat 
 
 Mart 
 
 
 Blaft 
 
 Sat' 
 
 Part 
 
 ASE. ikWACEG 
 
 Spat 
 
 Quart 
 
 sndAZIL 
 
 Haft 
 
 Sprat 
 
 Smart 
 
 
 Laft 
 
 That 
 
 Start 
 
 ASH. 
 
 Mail 
 
 Vat 
 
 Tart 
 
 Am 
 
 Part 
 
 
 Wart 
 
 Cam 
 
 Vaft 
 
 Squat 
 
 Apart 
 
 Clafh 
 
 Faft 
 
 What 
 
 Depart 
 
 Cram 
 
 A gad 
 
 Thefe two 
 
 Impart 
 
 Daflt 
 
 Avail 
 
 may rhyme to 
 
 Difpart 
 
 Flafli 
 
 Fcrecaft 
 
 the Terminati- 
 
 Counterpa: 
 
 rt Gam 
 
 Overcail 
 
 on OT. 
 
 Heart 
 
 Gnafh 
 
 Outcait 
 
 
 
 Hafn 
 
 Repaft 
 
 ATCH. 
 
 Thwart 
 
 Lam 
 
 
 Batch 
 
 Athwart 
 
 Mafh 
 
 And the Par- Catch 
 
 Thefe 
 
 twoPlafh 
 
 ticip'es of 
 
 theHarch 
 
 rhvme to 
 
 theQuafli 
 
 Verbsifl ASS Latch 
 
 words in ORTRaih 
 
 
 Match 
 
 
 
 
 Patch 
 
A DifliGnary of Rhymes. 
 
 Patch 
 
 Accommodati 
 
 = Degenerate 
 
 Intimate 
 
 Scratch 
 
 Accumulate 
 
 Delegate 
 
 Intimidate 
 
 Smatch 
 
 Accurate 
 
 Deliberate 
 
 Intoxicate 
 
 Snatch 
 
 Adequate 
 
 Denominate 
 
 Intricate 
 
 Thatch 
 
 Affectionate 
 
 Depopulate 
 
 Invalidate 
 
 Watch 
 
 Advocate 
 
 Diflocate 
 
 Inveterate 
 
 Difpatch 
 
 Adulterate 
 
 Deprecate 
 
 Inviolate 
 
 ATE. 
 
 Aggravate 
 
 Difcriminate 
 
 Irritate 
 
 Ate 
 
 Agitate 
 
 Derogate 
 
 Legitimate 
 
 Bate 
 
 Alienate 
 
 Biffipate 
 
 Magiftrate 
 
 Bate 
 
 Animate 
 
 Delicate 
 
 Meditate 
 
 Fzte 
 
 Annihilate 
 
 Diiconfolate 
 
 Mitigate 
 
 Gate 
 
 Antedate 
 
 Defolate 
 
 Moderate 
 
 Grata 
 
 Anticipate 
 
 Defperate 
 
 Neceffitate 
 
 Hate 
 
 Antiquate 
 
 Educate 
 
 Nominate 
 
 Late 
 
 Arbitrate 
 
 Effeminate 
 
 Obilinate 
 
 Mate 
 
 Arrogate 
 
 Elevate 
 
 Participate 
 
 Pate 
 
 Articulate 
 
 Emulate 
 
 Pa donate 
 
 Plate 
 
 Affaffinate 
 
 Eftimate 
 
 Penetrate 
 
 Prate 
 
 Calculate 
 
 Elaborate 
 
 Perpretrate 
 
 Rate 
 
 Capitulate 
 
 Equivocate 
 
 Perfonate 
 
 Sate 
 
 Captivate 
 
 Eradicate 
 
 Potentate 
 
 Scate 
 
 Celebrate 
 
 Evaporate 
 
 Precipitate 
 
 Slate 
 
 Circulate 
 
 Exaggerate 
 
 Predeftinate 
 
 State 
 
 Coagulate 
 
 Exafperate 
 
 Predominate 
 
 Abate 
 
 Commemorate Expoftulate 
 
 Premeditate 
 
 A late 
 
 Com mife rate 
 
 Exterminate 
 
 Prevaricate 
 
 Belate 
 
 Communicate 
 
 : Extricate 
 
 Procraflinatc 
 
 Collate 
 
 Companionate 
 
 : Facilitate 
 
 Profligate 
 
 Create 
 
 Confederate 
 
 Fortunate 
 
 Proguoiiicate 
 
 Debate 
 
 Congratulate 
 
 Generate 
 
 Propagate 
 
 Dilate 
 
 Congregate 
 
 Gratulat. 
 
 Recriminate 
 
 Ekte 
 
 Conlecrate 
 
 Hefitate 
 
 Regenerate 
 
 Eftate 
 
 Contaminate 
 
 Illiterate 
 
 Regulate 
 
 Jngrate 
 
 Corroborate 
 
 Illuminate 
 
 Reiterate 
 
 Innate 
 
 Cultivate 
 
 Imitate 
 
 Reprobate 
 
 Rebate 
 
 Candidate 
 
 Immoderate 
 
 Reverberate 
 
 Relate 
 
 Cooperate 
 
 Impetrate 
 
 Ruminate 
 
 Sedate 
 
 Celibate 
 
 Importunate 
 
 Separate 
 
 Tranflate 
 
 Confiderate 
 
 Imprecate 
 
 Sophiflicate 
 
 Abdicate 
 
 Consulate 
 
 Inanimate 
 
 Stipulate 
 
 Abominate 
 
 Capacitate 
 
 Innovate 
 
 Subjugate 
 
 Abrogate 
 
 Debilitate 
 
 Iniligate 
 
 Subordinate 
 
 Accelerate 
 
 Dedicate 
 
 Intemperate 
 
 Suffocate 
 
 Terminate 
 
A Dictionary 
 
 o/Rhymes, 9 
 
 Terminate 
 
 AUCH 
 
 Set 
 
 Claw 
 
 Tolerate 
 
 See 
 
 OUGHT, 
 
 , Draw 
 
 Temperate 
 
 OACH. 
 
 
 Flaw 
 
 Vindicate 
 
 
 AVLT. 
 
 Gnaw 
 
 Violate 
 
 AUD 
 
 See 
 
 Haw 
 
 Unfortunate 
 
 Fraud 
 
 ALT. 
 
 Jaw 
 
 
 Laud 
 
 
 Law 
 
 Bait 
 
 Applaud 
 
 AUNCH. 
 
 Maw 
 
 Plait 
 
 Defraud 
 
 Launch 
 
 Paw 
 
 Strait 
 
 
 Paunch 
 
 Raw 
 
 Wait 
 
 Bawd 
 
 
 Saw 
 
 Await 
 
 
 AUN31L 
 
 Straw 
 
 
 Broad 
 
 See 
 
 Thaw 
 
 Great 
 
 Abroad 
 
 ONSE. 
 
 Withdraw 
 
 Freight 
 
 And the Pa 
 
 r- 
 
 Forefaw 
 
 Eight 
 
 ticiples of the AUNT. 
 
 
 Sleight 
 
 Verbs in AW 
 
 r . Aunt 
 
 AWD.P.AUD. 
 
 Streight 
 
 AVE. 
 
 Daunt 
 
 AWK.v.ALK. 
 
 Weight 
 
 Brave 
 
 Gaunt 
 
 AWL. v.ALL. 
 
 Height 
 
 Cave 
 
 Flaunt 
 
 
 
 Gave 
 
 Jaunt 
 
 AWN. 
 
 Conceit 
 
 Grave 
 
 Haunt 
 
 Brawn 
 
 Deceit 
 
 Crave 
 
 Taunt 
 
 Dawn 
 
 Receipt 
 
 Have 
 
 Vaunt 
 
 Fawn 
 
 ATH. 
 
 Knave 
 
 Avaunt 
 
 Pawn 
 
 Bath 
 
 Lave 
 
 AU3E. 
 
 Spawn 
 
 Lath 
 
 Pave 
 
 Caufe 
 
 Drawn 
 
 Path 
 
 Rave 
 
 Claufe 
 
 Gnawn 
 
 
 Save 
 
 Paufe 
 
 Sawn 
 
 Wrath* OTH± 
 
 Applaufe 
 
 Yawn 
 
 
 Slave 
 
 Becaufe 
 
 Withdrawn 
 
 Hath 
 
 Stave 
 
 And the Plu-Lawn 
 
 Faith 
 
 Wave 
 
 ral of theNounsThawn 
 
 ATHE. 
 
 Behave 
 
 a .d Third Per- 
 
 Bathe 
 
 Deprave 
 
 fon Prefent i 
 
 of Ax 
 
 Swathe 
 
 Engrave 
 
 the Verbs 
 
 inFlax 
 
 Scathe 
 
 Outbrave 
 
 AW. 
 
 Tax 
 
 Rathe 
 
 Forgave 
 
 Miigave 
 
 AUST.^.OST.^ 
 
 AUB. See OB. Arc: 
 
 AW. 
 
 Relax 
 
 
 
 Aw. 
 
 And the Plu- 
 
 AUCE. 
 
 AUCll.w.AFFX 
 
 ral of theNouns 
 
 See 
 
 
 Ciiaw 
 
 and Third Per- 
 
 AUSE. 
 
 AUGHT. 
 
 Daw 
 
 fon Prefent of 
 the 
 
10 
 
 A Dictionary o/Rhyme &>. 
 
 the Verbs 
 
 inSpay 
 
 Gainfay 
 
 Gaze 
 
 ACK. 
 
 Spray 
 
 Inlay 
 
 Glaze 
 
 AY. 
 
 Splay 
 
 Relay 
 
 Graze 
 
 Bay 
 
 Stay 
 
 Repay 
 
 Maze 
 
 Bray 
 
 Stray 
 
 With fay 
 
 Raze 
 
 Clay 
 
 Sway 
 
 Roundelay 
 
 Amaze 
 
 Cray 
 
 Tray 
 
 Virelay 
 
 Eraze 
 
 Day 
 
 Way 
 
 Neigh 
 
 Imblaze 
 
 Dray 
 
 Affray 
 
 Inveigh 
 
 
 Flay 
 
 Allay 
 
 Hey 
 
 Adays 
 
 Fray 
 
 Array 
 
 Prey 
 
 Chaife 
 
 Gay 
 
 Aftray 
 
 Key 
 
 Raife 
 
 Gray- 
 
 Away 
 
 Grey 
 
 Praife 
 
 Hay 
 
 Belay 
 
 They 
 
 Always 
 
 Jay 
 
 Bewray 
 
 Whey 
 
 Difpraife 
 
 Lay 
 
 Betray 
 
 Convey 
 
 Phrafe 
 
 May 
 
 Decay 
 
 Obey 
 
 Paraphrale 
 
 l" y 
 
 Defray 
 
 Difobey 
 
 And the PTu* 
 
 Plajr 
 
 Delay 
 
 Purvey 
 
 ralof theNouns- 
 
 Pray 
 
 Difarray 
 
 Survey 
 
 and Third Per- 
 
 Nay 
 
 Difplay 
 
 AZE. 
 
 fon Pre fen t of 
 
 Ray 
 
 Difmay 
 
 Craze 
 
 the Verbs in 
 
 Say 
 
 EfTay 
 
 Daze 
 
 A Y, E I G H, 
 
 11' 
 
 Forelay 
 
 Blaze 
 
 and EY. 
 
 Eand EA 
 
 . Appeach 
 
 Plague 
 
 Weak 
 
 Set 
 
 Impeach 
 
 Vague 
 
 Wreak 
 
 BE. 
 
 Miileach 
 
 Intrigue 
 Fatigue 
 
 Befpeak 
 
 EACE 
 
 Beech 
 
 Brigue 
 
 Cheek 
 
 See 
 
 Breech 
 
 EAK. 
 
 Creek 
 
 EASE. 
 
 Leech 
 
 Beak- 
 
 Greek 
 
 
 Speech 
 
 Bleak 
 
 Leek 
 
 EACH. 
 
 Befeech 
 
 Break 
 
 Meek 
 
 Beach 
 
 Screech 
 
 Creak 
 
 Reek 
 
 Bleach 
 
 
 Freak 
 
 Seek 
 
 Breach 
 
 EAD^EDELeak 
 
 Peek, er 
 
 Each 
 
 WEED. 
 
 Peak 
 
 Pique 
 
 Peach 
 
 
 Speak 
 
 Screek 
 
 Preach 
 
 EAF.Ste IEF. 
 
 Sleek 
 
 Leach 
 
 
 Steak- 
 
 Week 
 
 Reach 
 
 EAGUE. 
 
 Squeak 
 
 Shrieic 
 
 Teach 
 
 League 
 
 Streak 
 
 
 AEL. 
 
A Dictionary of Rhymes. 
 
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 AEL. 
 Deal 
 
 Heal 
 Meal 
 
 Neal 
 
 Peal 
 
 Seal 
 
 Steal 
 
 Svveal 
 
 Teal 
 
 Veal 
 
 Weal 
 
 Zeal 
 
 Squeal 
 
 Anne.il 
 
 Appeal 
 
 Confeal 
 
 Congeal 
 
 Repeal 
 
 Reveal 
 
 Eel 
 
 Heel 
 
 Feel 
 
 Keel 
 
 Kneel 
 
 Peel 
 
 Reel 
 
 Steel 
 
 Wheel 
 
 EALM. 
 See ELM 
 EALTH 
 Health 
 Stealth 
 Wealth 
 Common- 
 wealth. 
 EAM. 
 Beam 
 Eream 
 Cream 
 Dream 
 
 Gleam 
 Seam 
 Scream 
 Steam 
 Stream 
 Team 
 Deem 
 Seem 
 Teem 
 Be lee m 
 Mil'Jeem 
 Eiteem 
 Difefteem 
 Foredeem 
 Redeem 
 Phlegm 
 Scheme 
 Blafpheme 
 Extreme 
 Supreme 
 
 EAN.- 
 "Bean 
 Clean 
 
 Dean 
 
 Glean 
 
 Lean 
 
 Mean 
 
 -Quean 
 
 Wean 
 
 Yean 
 
 Demean 
 
 Unclean 
 
 Convene 
 Obfcene 
 Serene 
 Terrene 
 
 Intervene 
 Demefne 
 
 Been 
 Keen 
 O aecn 
 
 Sieen 
 
 Skreen 
 
 Seen 
 
 Green 
 
 Spleen 
 
 Ween 
 
 .Between 
 Careen 
 Forefeen 
 
 'Mien 
 Machine 
 
 EANS. 
 
 See 
 
 ENSE. 
 
 EANT. 
 
 See 
 
 ENT. 
 
 See ART. 
 
 EARTH. 
 
 Earth 
 
 Dearth 
 
 Hearth 
 
 Birth 
 
 Mirth 
 
 EASE. 
 Ceafe 
 Creafe 
 Leafe 
 Greafe 
 Pleafe 
 Deceafe 
 Decreafe 
 En creafe 
 Releafe 
 
 EAP.6VEEP. 
 
 and EP. Peace 
 
 EAR S^EER Piece 
 
 Niece 
 
 EARD. 
 Beard 
 Heard 
 Herd 
 Sherd 
 
 Apiece 
 
 Frontifpiece 
 
 Fleece 
 Geefe 
 
 And the Par- EASH. 
 ■ticioles of the See 
 
 Verbs in ER. ESH. 
 
 EARCH. 
 Search 
 Refearch 
 Perch. 
 
 EARL. 
 Earl 
 Pearl 
 Girl 
 
 EARN. 
 
 SeeEKN. 
 
 EARSE. 
 
 See ERSE. 
 EART. 
 
 EAST. 
 Eaft 
 
 Feait 
 Leaft 
 
 Bead 
 
 Left 
 
 Prieft 
 
 And the Par- 
 ticiples of the 
 Verbs inEASE. 
 
 EAT. 
 Beat 
 
 Bleat 
 
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 A Dictionary c/Rhymes. 
 
 Bleat 
 
 Teeth 
 
 Deck 
 
 Verbs in ECK. 
 
 Cheat 
 
 
 Neck 
 
 
 hit 
 
 Breathe 
 
 Peck 
 
 FD. 
 
 Feat 
 
 Sheathe 
 
 Fleck 
 
 Bed 
 
 Great 
 
 Wreath 
 
 Speck 
 
 Bled 
 
 Heat 
 
 Inwreath 
 
 Wreck 
 
 Fed 
 
 Meat 
 
 Bequeath 
 
 ECT. 
 
 Fled 
 
 Neat 
 
 See:h 
 
 Sea 
 
 Bred 
 
 Seat 
 
 Beneath 
 
 Abjeft 
 
 Led 
 
 Sweat 
 
 Underneath 
 
 Affeft 
 
 Red 
 
 Pleat 
 
 eave. 
 
 Correft 
 
 Shed 
 
 Teat 
 
 Cleave 
 
 Incorrect 
 
 Shred 
 
 Treat 
 
 Heave 
 
 Col'ccl 
 
 s: c d 
 
 Threat 
 
 Leave 
 
 Deje& 
 
 Sped 
 
 Wheat 
 
 Weave 
 
 Deteft 
 
 Wed 
 
 Com pleat 
 
 Bereave 
 
 Direft 
 
 Abed 
 
 Defeat 
 
 Inweave 
 
 Difrefpeft 
 
 Inbred 
 
 Efcheat 
 
 Interweave 
 
 Di fa fleet 
 
 Mifled 
 
 E (treat 
 
 
 Di fc& 
 
 
 Intrca* 
 
 
 Effect 
 
 Said 
 
 Retreat 
 
 Sleeve 
 
 Elect 
 
 Bread 
 
 Beet 
 
 Eve 
 
 Ejea 
 
 Dread 
 
 Feet 
 
 
 Erea 
 
 Dead 
 
 Fleet 
 
 Grieve 
 
 Expeft 
 
 Head 
 
 Gleet 
 
 Sieve 
 
 Indirea 
 
 Lead 
 
 Greet 
 
 Thieve 
 
 Infea 
 
 Slead 
 
 Meet 
 
 Aggrieve 
 
 Infyea 
 
 Spread 
 
 Sheet 
 
 Atchieve 
 
 Neg'ea 
 
 Stead 
 
 Sleet 
 
 Believe 
 
 Objea 
 
 Thread 
 
 Street 
 
 Disbelieve 
 
 Projea 
 
 Tread 
 
 Sweet 
 
 Relieve 
 
 Protea 
 
 Behead 
 
 Di/creet 
 
 Reprieve 
 
 Recollea 
 
 G'erfpread 
 
 
 Retrieve 
 
 Reflect 
 
 Maidenhead 
 
 Mete 
 
 Conceive 
 
 Rejea 
 
 
 Obfolete 
 
 Deceive 
 
 RefDea 
 
 EDEf.EEi. 
 
 Replete 
 
 Perceive 
 
 Selc'a 
 
 
 Concrete 
 
 Receive 
 
 Subjea 
 
 EDGE. 
 
 
 EB. 
 
 Sufpea 
 
 Edge 
 
 EATH. 
 
 Ebb 
 
 Architea 
 
 Fledge 
 
 Breach 
 
 Webb 
 
 Circumfpea 
 
 Hedge 
 
 Death 
 
 Glebe 
 
 Dialca 
 
 Ledge 
 
 
 ECK. 
 
 Interlca 
 
 Pledge 
 
 Heath 
 
 Beck 
 
 And the Par-Sedge 
 
 Sheath 
 
 Check 
 
 ticiples of theSledge 
 
 Wedge 
 
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 edge 
 
 EED. 
 
 Keep 
 
 Cafhier 
 
 ledge 
 
 Creed 
 
 Peep 
 
 
 iviledgc 
 
 Bleed 
 
 Sheep 
 
 Blear 
 
 criledge 
 
 Breed 
 
 Sleep 
 
 Chear 
 
 rtilegc 
 
 Deed 
 
 Steap 
 
 Clear 
 
 EE. 
 
 Feed 
 
 Sweep 
 
 Dear 
 
 2 
 
 Heed 
 
 Weep 
 
 Ear 
 
 e 
 
 Meed 
 
 Aileep 
 
 Fear 
 
 ee 
 
 Need 
 
 
 Gear 
 
 ee 
 
 Reed 
 
 Cheap 
 
 Hear 
 
 ee 
 
 Speed 
 
 Heap 
 
 Near 
 
 lee 
 
 Seed 
 
 Leap 
 
 Rear 
 
 :e 
 
 Steed 
 
 Reap 
 
 Sear 
 
 e 
 
 Weed 
 
 EER. 
 
 Shear 
 
 iree 
 
 Exceed 
 
 Beer 
 
 Smear 
 
 hee 
 
 Proceed 
 
 Deer 
 
 Spear 
 
 ree 
 
 Succeed 
 
 Fleer . 
 
 Tear 
 
 *ree 
 
 Indeed 
 
 Geer 
 
 Year 
 
 ee 
 
 
 Jeer 
 
 Appear 
 
 ecree 
 
 Concede 
 
 Peer 
 
 Bcfmear 
 
 egree 
 
 Impede 
 
 Meer 
 
 Difsppear 
 
 i lag ree 
 
 Intercede 
 
 Rear 
 
 Endear 
 
 )re r ee 
 
 Precede 
 
 Leer 
 
 
 'erfce 
 
 Recede 
 
 Queer 
 
 Here 
 
 edigree 
 
 Supercede 
 
 Sheer 
 
 There 
 
 
 
 Seer 
 
 Where 
 
 [e 
 
 Bead 
 
 Sleer 
 
 Were 
 
 fe 
 
 Knead 
 
 Sneer 
 
 Sphere 
 
 le 
 
 Lead 
 
 Steer 
 
 Adhere 
 
 e 
 
 Mead 
 
 Tweer 
 
 Cohere 
 
 ibile 
 
 Plead 
 
 Veer 
 
 Interfere 
 
 ey 
 
 Read 
 
 Pikeer 
 
 Perfevere 
 
 lea 
 
 Implead 
 
 Domineer 
 
 Revere 
 
 ea 
 
 Miflead 
 
 Compeer 
 
 Auftere 
 
 lea 
 
 
 Engineer 
 
 Severe 
 
 :a 
 
 EEF. See IEF. Mutineer 
 
 Sincere 
 
 ca 
 
 EEK. v EAK. Pioneer 
 
 Hemifphere 
 
 >a 
 
 EEL. v EAL. Privateer 
 
 Arrears, which 
 
 
 EEM.c EAM. Charioteer 
 
 rhymes to the 
 
 BECE- 
 
 EEN.&f.EAN. Chanticleer 
 
 Plurals of the 
 
 See EASE 
 
 
 Career 
 
 Nouns, and 3d 
 
 
 EEP. 
 
 Mountanier 
 
 Peribns Prefent 
 
 EECH. 
 
 Creep 
 
 
 of the Verbs 
 
 See EACH, Deep 
 
 Bier 
 
 
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 A DiEtionary of R h y m e s. 
 
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 li-Weft 
 
 Difpel 
 
 Dealt 
 
 nation. 
 
 Bereft 
 
 Excel 
 
 Dwelt 
 
 
 EG. 
 
 Expel 
 
 Felt 
 
 EESE. Set 
 
 • E gg 
 
 Foretel 
 
 Melt 
 
 EEZE. 
 
 Beg 
 
 Impel 
 
 Pelt 
 
 
 Dreg 
 
 Rebel 
 
 Smelt 
 
 EST. 5« 
 
 Leg 
 
 Repel 
 
 Spelt 
 
 EAT. 
 
 Peg 
 
 Refel 
 
 Welt 
 
 
 
 Cittadel 
 
 ELVE. 
 
 EETH. 
 
 EIGHr.AY. Infidel 
 
 Delve 
 
 See 
 
 EIGHT. See Sentinel- 
 
 Helve 
 
 EATH. 
 
 ATE 
 
 Parallel 
 
 Twelve 
 
 
 EIGN.pAIN. eld. 
 
 Whelve 
 
 EEVE. 
 
 EIW.AIL. 
 
 He'd 
 
 ELVES. - 
 
 5» 
 
 EIN.z>.AiN 
 
 Geld ' 
 
 Elves 
 
 EAVE. 
 
 
 Uphcll 
 
 Themfelves 
 
 
 EINT. See 
 
 Withheld 
 
 
 EEZE. 
 
 AINT. 
 
 Beheld 
 
 AndthePlu- 
 
 Breeze 
 
 EiR.er.AR8 
 
 AndthePai 
 
 ■- ral of theNouns 
 
 Freeze 
 
 EIT.c/. ATE.ticiples of d 
 
 ein ELF,and 3d 
 
 "Sneeze 
 
 ElVfia! 
 
 Verbs in EL 
 
 . Perfon prefent 
 
 Squeeze 
 
 EAVE. 
 
 
 of the Verbs in 
 
 Wheeze 
 
 EIZE. See 
 
 ELF. 
 
 ELVE. 
 
 Eafe 
 
 EEZE. 
 
 Elf 
 
 EM. 
 
 Greafe 
 
 
 Pelf 
 
 Gem 
 
 Pleafe 
 
 ELL. 
 
 Self 
 
 Hem 
 
 Teafe 
 
 Eell 
 
 Shelf 
 
 Stem 
 
 Appeafe 
 
 Gel 
 
 Himfelf 
 
 Them 
 
 Difpleafe 
 
 Dwell 
 
 ELK. 
 
 Diadem 
 
 SThefe 
 
 1 Ell 
 
 Elk 
 
 Stratagem 
 
 Frieze 
 
 Fell 
 
 Whelk 
 
 
 Seize 
 
 Hell 
 
 ELM. 
 
 EME. See 
 
 Difieize 
 
 Knell 
 
 Elm 
 
 EAM, 
 
 AndthePii 
 
 j-Quell 
 
 Helm 
 
 
 ral of the 
 
 Sell 
 
 Realm 
 
 EMN. 
 
 Nouns, and 3 
 
 dShcll 
 
 Whelm 
 
 Condemn 
 
 Perfon PrefeEtSmeH 
 
 Overwhelm 
 
 Contemn • 
 
 of the Verbs 
 
 in Spell 
 
 fcLP. 
 
 EMPT. 
 
 EE. 
 
 Swell 
 
 Help 
 
 Tempt 
 
 
 Tell 
 
 Whelp 
 
 Attempt 
 
 Gcft 
 
 Well 
 
 Yelp 
 
 Contempt 
 
 Deft 
 
 Yell 
 
 ELT. 
 
 Exempt 
 
 Left 
 
 Bcfel 
 
 Belt 
 
 EN. 
 
 Theft 
 
 Compel 
 
 Gelt 
 
 Den 
 
 Hen 
 
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 i'. 
 
 Hen 
 
 Indifference 
 
 Tench 
 
 Recommend 
 
 Fen 
 
 Indigence 
 
 Trench 
 
 Reprehend 
 
 Ken 
 
 Indolence 
 
 Wench 
 
 Dividend 
 
 Men 
 
 Inference 
 
 Wrench 
 
 Reverend 
 
 Pen 
 
 Intelligence 
 
 Intrench 
 
 
 Ten 
 
 Innocence 
 
 Retrench 
 
 Friend 
 
 Then 
 
 Magnificence 
 
 END. 
 
 Befriend 
 
 Wen 
 
 Munificence 
 
 Bend 
 
 Fiend 
 
 When 
 
 Negligence 
 
 Blend 
 
 
 Wren 
 
 Omnipotence 
 
 End 
 
 And the Par- 
 
 Denizen 
 
 Penitence 
 
 Fend 
 
 ticles of the 
 
 ENCE. 
 
 Preference 
 
 Lend 
 
 Verbs in EN. 
 
 Fence 
 
 Providence 
 
 Mend 
 
 
 Hence 
 
 Recompence 
 
 Rend 
 
 ENDS. 
 
 Pence 
 
 Reference 
 
 Send 
 
 Amends. To 
 
 Thence 
 
 Refidence 
 
 Spend 
 
 which rhyme 
 
 Whence 
 
 Reverence 
 
 Tend 
 
 the Plurals of 
 
 Senfe 
 
 Vehemence 
 
 Vend 
 
 the Nouns, and 
 
 Defenfe 
 
 Violence 
 
 Amend 
 
 Third Perfon 
 
 Expenfe 
 
 
 Attend 
 
 Prefent of the 
 
 Offence 
 
 Cenfe 
 
 Afcend 
 
 Verbs in END* 
 
 Pretence 
 
 Senfe 
 
 Commend 
 
 
 Commence 
 
 Denfe 
 
 Contend 
 
 ENE.s/.EAN. 
 
 Abftinence 
 
 Condenfe 
 
 Defend 
 
 
 Circumference Immenfe 
 
 Depend 
 
 ENGE. 
 
 Conference 
 
 Intenfe 
 
 Defcend 
 
 Avenge 
 
 Confidence 
 
 Propenfe 
 
 Diflend 
 
 Revenge 
 
 Confequence 
 
 Difpenfe 
 
 Expend 
 
 
 Continence 
 
 Sufpenfe 
 
 Extend 
 
 ENGTH, 
 
 Benevolence 
 
 Prepenfe 
 
 Forefend 
 
 Length 
 
 Concupifcence Incenfe 
 
 Impend 
 
 Strength 
 
 Difference 
 
 Frankincenfe 
 
 Mifpend 
 
 ENSE. 
 
 Diffidence 
 
 Cleanfe 
 
 Ob tend 
 
 See 
 
 Diligence 
 
 Alfo the Plu 
 
 v Offend 
 
 ENCE. 
 
 Eloquence 
 
 ral of theNouns Portend 
 
 
 Eminence 
 
 and 3d PerfonPretend 
 
 ENT. 
 
 Evidence 
 
 prefent of theProtend 
 
 Bent 
 
 Excellence 
 
 Verbs in EN. 
 
 Sufpend 
 
 Cent 
 
 Impenitence 
 
 ENCH. 
 
 Tranfcend 
 
 Dent 
 
 Impertinence 
 
 Bench 
 
 Unbend 
 
 Gent 
 
 Impotence 
 
 Clench 
 
 Apprehend 
 
 Lent 
 
 Impudence 
 
 Drench 
 
 Comprehend 
 
 Pent 
 
 Improvidence 
 
 Quench 
 
 Condefcend 
 
 Rent 
 
 Incontinence 
 
 Stench 
 
 Difcommcnd 
 
 Seen* 
 
 
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 A Dictionary o/Rhymes, 
 
 Sent 
 
 Acknowledge 
 
 -Impudent 
 
 Supplement 
 
 Shent 
 
 ment. 
 
 Incident 
 
 Tenement 
 
 Spent 
 
 Aliment 
 
 Incompetent 
 
 Temperament 
 
 Tent 
 
 Arbitriment 
 
 Incontinent 
 
 Tefta merit 
 
 Vent 
 
 Argument 
 
 Indifferent 
 
 Tournament 
 
 Went 
 
 Banifoment 
 
 Indigent 
 
 Turbulent 
 
 Abfcent 
 
 Battlement 
 
 Innocent 
 
 Vehement 
 
 A (Tent 
 
 Elandifhment 
 
 Infolent 
 
 Violent 
 
 Attent 
 
 Aftonifhment 
 
 Inftrument 
 
 Virulent 
 
 Augment 
 
 Armipotent 
 
 Intelligent 
 
 Accoutrements 
 
 Cement 
 
 Belli potenl 
 
 Irreverent 
 
 Which 
 
 Confenr 
 
 Benevolent 
 
 -Languifhment 
 
 : rhymes to their 
 
 Content 
 
 Chaftifement 
 
 Ligament 
 
 Plurals 
 
 Defcent 
 
 Competent 
 
 Lineament 
 
 
 Diflent 
 
 Compliment 
 
 Magnificent 
 
 EP. 
 
 Event 
 
 Confident 
 
 Management 
 
 
 Extent 
 
 Continent 
 
 Medicament 
 
 Sleep 
 
 Ferment 
 
 Corpulent 
 
 Malecontent 
 
 Step 
 
 Foment 
 
 Detriment 
 
 Monument 
 
 Leap 
 
 Frequent 
 
 Different 
 
 Negligent 
 
 Reap 
 
 Indent 
 
 Diffident 
 
 Nourishment 
 
 
 Intent 
 
 Diligent 
 
 Nutriment 
 
 EPT. 
 
 Invent 
 
 Difparagemen 
 
 tOccident 
 
 Accept 
 
 Lament 
 
 Document 
 
 Omnipotent 
 
 Except 
 
 Mifpent 
 
 Eloquent 
 
 Opulent 
 
 Intercept 
 
 O'erfpent 
 
 Eminent 
 
 Ornament 
 
 
 Prefent 
 
 Equivalent 
 
 Parliament 
 
 And the Par- 
 
 Prevent 
 
 Eftabafoment 
 
 Penitent 
 
 ticles of the 
 
 Relent 
 
 Evident 
 
 Permanent 
 
 Verbs in EP, 
 
 Repent 
 
 Excellent 
 
 Pertinent 
 
 and of fome of 
 
 Refent 
 
 Excrement 
 
 Prefident 
 
 the Verbs in 
 
 Oltent 
 
 Exigent 
 
 Prevalent 
 
 EEP. 
 
 Outwent 
 
 Experiment 
 
 Provident 
 
 
 Unbent 
 
 Firmament 
 
 Punifhment 
 
 ER. 
 
 Underwent 
 
 Fraudulent 
 
 Ravifhment 
 
 Err 
 
 Milcontent 
 
 Government 
 
 Regiment 
 
 Her 
 
 Circumvent 
 
 Imbellifoment Refident 
 
 Aver 
 
 Difcontent 
 
 Imminent 
 
 Redolent 
 
 Defer 
 
 Reprefent 
 
 Impenitent 
 
 Rudiment 
 
 Infer 
 
 Abitinent 
 
 Impertinent 
 
 Sacrament 
 
 Deter 
 
 Accident 
 
 Implement 
 
 Sediment 
 
 Interr 
 
 Accompli fo- 
 
 Impotent 
 
 Sentiment 
 
 Referr 
 
 ment. 
 
 Imprisonment Settlement 
 
 Transfer 
 
 Admonifoment Improvident 
 
 Subfequent 
 
 Conferr 
 
 Prefer 
 
A Dictionary o/Rhyme s. 
 
 Pre r er 
 
 Parterr 
 
 Adminiftef 
 
 Waggoner 
 Iilander 
 
 Arbiter 
 
 Character 
 
 \iilager 
 
 Cottager 
 
 Dowager 
 
 Forrager 
 
 Pillager 
 
 Voyager 
 
 MafTacre 
 
 Gardiner 
 
 Slanderer 
 
 Flatterer 
 
 Idolater 
 
 Provender 
 
 Theatre 
 
 Amphitheatre. 
 
 Foreigner 
 
 Lavender 
 
 MefTenger 
 
 PafTenger 
 
 Sorcerer 
 
 Interpreter 
 
 Officer 
 
 Mariner 
 
 Harbinger 
 
 Minifter 
 
 Regifter 
 
 Canifter 
 
 Choirifter 
 
 Sophifter 
 
 Presbyter 
 
 Lawgiver 
 
 Philofopher 
 
 Aftrologer 
 
 Loiterer 
 
 Prifoner 
 
 Grafshopper 
 
 Aitronomer 
 
 Sepulchre 
 Thunderer 
 Traveller 
 Murderer 
 . Ulurer 
 
 ERSE. 
 Herfe 
 Terfe 
 Veife 
 ERCH. Abfterfe 
 See Adverie 
 
 BJRCH. Averfe 
 
 Gonverfe 
 ERCE. Difperfe 
 See . Immerfe 
 ERSE. Perverfe 
 Reverfe 
 ERD. Traverfe 
 See Afperfe 
 
 EARD. Interfperfe 
 Univerfe 
 ERE. v. £££.Rehearfe 
 
 ERGE. 
 
 Abflerge 
 Verge 
 'Emerge 
 Dirge 
 
 ERK. 
 Clerk 
 Jerk 
 Perk 
 Querk 
 
 ERN. 
 Chern 
 Dern 
 
 Hern 
 
 Fern 
 
 Stern 
 
 Concern 
 
 Difcern 
 
 Quern 
 
 Earn 
 Learn 
 
 Yearn Expert 
 
 Infert 
 Invert 
 
 Pervert 
 Subvert 
 
 ERVE. 
 Serve 
 Nerve 
 Swerve 
 Confe/'.e 
 Deferve 
 Ooferve 
 Preferve 
 DifTerve 
 Subferve 
 
 ESS. 
 Blefs 
 Cefs 
 
 Amerce Chefs 
 
 Coerce Drefs 
 
 Commerce Ghefs 
 
 Lefs 
 Fierce Mefs 
 
 Tierce Prefs 
 
 Pierce Strefs 
 
 Treis 
 And the Plu- 
 ral of theNouns Acquiefce 
 and Third Per- Accefs 
 fon Prefent ofAddrefs 
 theVerbsiriER.Aifefs 
 
 Comprefs 
 
 ERT. 
 Wert 
 Advert 
 Affert 
 
 Avert 
 
 Concert 
 
 Convert 
 
 Controvert 
 
 Defert 
 Divert 
 O z 
 
 Confefs 
 
 Ca re fs 
 
 Deprefs 
 
 Digrefs 
 
 Di-polTefs 
 
 Dili re fs 
 
 Excels 
 
 Exprefs 
 
 Imprefs 
 
 Oppre r s 
 
 Poflefi 
 
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 A Dictionary of Rhymes. 
 
 Foffefi 
 
 Littlenefs 
 
 Wickednefs 
 
 Deteft 
 
 Profcfs 
 
 Livelinefs 
 
 Wildernefs 
 
 Digeft 
 
 ReccCs 
 
 Loftinefs 
 
 Wretchednc 
 
 fs Divert 
 
 Rcprcfs 
 
 Lionefs 
 
 Drunkennef 
 
 » Impreft 
 
 Redrefs 
 
 Lowlincfs 
 
 
 Inveft 
 
 Succefs 
 
 Manlinefs 
 
 ESE. 
 
 Infeft 
 
 Tranfgrefs 
 
 Mafterlefs 
 
 See 
 
 Molcft 
 
 Adulterefs 
 
 Mightinefs 
 
 EEZE. 
 
 Obteft 
 
 Baflifulnefs 
 
 Motherlefs 
 
 
 Proteft 
 
 JBitternefs 
 
 Motionlcfs 
 
 ESH. 
 
 Requeil 
 
 Chearfulncfs 
 
 Nakednefs 
 
 Flcfli 
 
 Sugp,e!l 
 
 Comfortlcfs 
 
 Needinefs 
 
 Frefli 
 
 Unreft 
 
 Comlinefs 
 
 Noifomnefs 
 
 Meffi 
 
 Intel eft 
 
 Dizzinefs 
 
 Numberlefs 
 
 Threfli 
 
 Manifeft 
 
 Diorefs 
 
 Patroncfs 
 
 Afrelh 
 
 
 .Drovvfinefs 
 
 Peevifhnefs 
 
 Refrefh 
 
 Breaft 
 
 Eagernefs 
 
 Perfidioufnef 
 
 i 
 
 Abreaft 
 
 Eafynefs 
 
 Pitylefs 
 
 ESK. 
 
 
 Embafladrefs 
 
 Poetefs 
 
 Desk 
 
 And the Par- 
 
 Emptinefs 
 
 Prophetefs 
 
 Grotefque 
 
 ticiples of the 
 
 Evennefs 
 
 Ranfomlefs 
 
 Barlefque 
 
 Verbs in ESS. 
 
 Fatherlefs 
 
 Readinefs 
 
 
 
 Filthinefs 
 
 Righteoufnefs 
 
 EST. 
 
 ET. 
 
 Foolifhnefs 
 
 Shepherdefs 
 
 Bert 
 
 Bet 
 
 Eorgctfulncfs 
 
 Sorcerefs 
 
 Cheft 
 
 Get 
 
 Forvvardnefs 
 
 Sordidnefs 
 
 Creft 
 
 Jet 
 
 Frowardnefs 
 
 Spiritlefs 
 
 Drefl 
 
 Fret 
 
 Fruitfulnefs 
 
 Sprightlinefs 
 
 Gueft 
 
 Let 
 
 Fulfomnefs 
 
 Stubbornefs 
 
 Jeft 
 
 Met 
 
 Giddinefs 
 
 Sturdirefs 
 
 Left 
 
 Net 
 
 Qreedinefs 
 
 Surlinefs 
 
 Neft 
 
 Pet 
 
 Gentlenefs 
 
 Steadinefs 
 
 Peft 
 
 Set 
 
 Governefs 
 
 Tender nefs 
 
 Queft 
 
 Spet 
 
 Happinefs 
 
 ThoughtfulnefsReft 
 
 Wet 
 
 Haughtinefs 
 
 Uglinefs 
 
 Teft 
 
 Whet 
 
 Heaviness 
 
 Uneafmefs 
 
 Veil 
 
 Yet 
 
 Hcinoufnefs 
 
 Unhappinefs 
 
 Weil 
 
 Debt 
 
 Hoarinefs 
 
 Votarefs 
 
 Wreil 
 
 Abet 
 
 Hollownefs 
 
 Uiefulnefs 
 
 Yeft 
 
 Beget 
 
 Holinefs 
 
 Wakefulnefs 
 
 Beft 
 
 Befet 
 
 Idlenefs 
 
 Wanton nefs 
 
 Arreft 
 
 Forget 
 
 Lacivioufnefs 
 
 Weapon le fa 
 
 Atteft 
 
 Regret 
 
 Lavvfulnefs 
 
 Wearinc fs 
 
 Bequeft 
 
 Alphabet 
 
 La zinc ft 
 
 Willingnefs 
 
 Conteft 
 
 Amulet 
 
 Anchoret 
 
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 Anchoret 
 
 Crew 
 
 Interview 
 
 EWN- 
 
 Cabinet 
 
 Dew 
 
 
 See 
 
 Epithet 
 
 Drew 
 
 Clue 
 
 UNE. 
 
 Parapet 
 
 Ew 
 
 Cue 
 
 
 Rivulet 
 
 Few 
 
 Due 
 
 EX. 
 
 Violet 
 
 Flew 
 
 Glue 
 
 Sex 
 
 Coronet 
 
 Grew 
 
 Hue 
 
 Vex 
 
 Counterfeit 
 
 Knew 
 
 Rue 
 
 Annex 
 
 
 Hew 
 
 Spue 
 
 Perplex 
 
 Sweat 
 
 Jew 
 
 Scrue 
 
 Convex 
 
 Teat 
 
 "Mew 
 
 Sue 
 
 Complex 
 
 Threat 
 
 New 
 
 True 
 
 Circumflex 
 
 ETCH. 
 
 Pew 
 
 Accrue 
 
 And the Plu- 
 
 Etch 
 
 Shew 
 
 Enfue 
 
 ral Number of 
 
 Fetch 
 
 Shrew 
 
 Endue 
 
 the Nouns, and 
 
 Stretch 
 
 Strew 
 
 Imbrue 
 
 Third Peribn 
 
 Vetch 
 
 View 
 
 Imbue 
 
 Prefent of the 
 
 Wretch 
 
 Threw 
 
 Purfue 
 
 Verbs in ECK. 
 
 Sketch 
 
 Yew 
 
 Subdue 
 
 
 
 Hew 
 
 Adieu 
 
 EXT. 
 
 ETE. v. EAT. Lew 
 
 Purlieu 
 
 Next 
 
 EVE. v.E AVE. Anew 
 
 Perdue 
 
 Pretext 
 
 EUM.$zeUME>Askzw 
 
 Refidue 
 
 
 
 Bedew 
 
 
 And the Par- 
 
 EVV. 
 
 Efchew 
 
 EWD. 
 
 ticiple of the 
 
 Blew 
 
 Renew 
 
 See 
 
 Verbs in EX. 
 
 Brew- 
 
 Review 
 
 EUD. 
 
 
 Chew 
 
 Withdrew 
 
 
 ET. See AT. 
 
 IB. 
 
 Tribe 
 
 Ice 
 
 Entice 
 
 Bib 
 
 Afcribe 
 
 Lice 
 
 Device 
 
 Crib 
 
 Circumfcribe 
 
 : Mice 
 
 
 Drib 
 
 Defcribe 
 
 Nice 
 
 Artifice 
 
 Fib 
 
 Imbibe 
 
 Price 
 
 Avarice 
 
 Glib 
 
 Infcribe 
 
 Rice 
 
 Cockatrice 
 
 Nib 
 
 Prefcribe 
 
 Slice 
 
 Benefice 
 
 Rib 
 
 Profcribe 
 
 Spice 
 
 Cicatrice 
 
 Squib 
 
 Subfcribe 
 
 Splice 
 
 Edifice 
 
 IBE. 
 
 Tranfcribe 
 
 Thrice 
 
 Orifice 
 
 Bribe 
 
 Superfcribe 
 
 Trice 
 
 Precipice 
 
 Gibe- 
 
 
 Twice 
 
 Prejudice 
 
 Ribe 
 
 ICE. 
 
 Vice 
 
 Sacrifice 
 
 Scribe 
 
 Dice 
 
 Advice 
 
 
 
 
 O 3 
 
 Rife 
 
A Dictionary 0/ Rhyme s; 
 
 20 
 
 Rife Contradict Subdivide 
 
 Concife Interdict Confide 
 
 Paradiie Decide 
 
 ICH. v. ITCH. And the Par-Deride 
 
 ticiples of theDivide 
 
 Verbs in ICK. Prefide 
 
 Provide 
 
 ID. Subfide 
 
 Bid Mifguide 
 
 Chid 
 
 Did 
 
 Hid 
 
 Kid 
 
 Lid 
 
 Slid 
 
 Rid 
 
 Beflride 
 
 Forbid 
 
 Pyramid 
 
 ICK. 
 
 Brick 
 
 Chicle 
 
 Click 
 
 Crick 
 
 Kick 
 
 Lick 
 
 Nick 
 
 Pick 
 
 Prick 
 
 Quick 
 
 Rick 
 
 Sick 
 
 vSlick 
 
 Stick 
 
 Tick 
 
 Thick 
 
 Trick 
 
 Wick 
 
 Arithmetick 
 
 Afthmatick 
 
 Cholerick 
 
 Catholick 
 
 Flegmatick 
 
 Herctick 
 
 Rhetorick 
 
 Scifmatick 
 
 Splenatick 
 
 Lunatick 
 
 Afterick 
 
 Politick 
 
 Empirick 
 
 ICT. 
 
 Strict 
 
 Addict 
 
 Afflict 
 
 Convict 
 
 Inflid 
 
 Parricide 
 
 Homicide 
 
 Regicide 
 
 IDE. 
 
 Bide 
 
 Chide 
 
 Glide 
 
 Hide 
 
 Pride 
 
 Ride 
 
 Side 
 
 Slide 
 
 Stride 
 
 Tide 
 
 Wide 
 
 Bride 
 
 Abide 
 
 Guide 
 
 Afide 
 
 Aftride 
 
 Befide 
 
 Beftride 
 
 Betide 
 
 IDES. 
 
 Ides 
 Be fides 
 
 Rye 
 
 Shy 
 
 Sly 
 
 Spy 
 
 Sky 
 
 Sty 
 
 Tie 
 
 Try 
 
 Vie 
 
 Why 
 
 High 
 Nigh 
 Sigh 
 Which rhymeThigh 
 to the Plurals 
 of the Nouns, Ally 
 and Third Per- Apply 
 fons of theAwry 
 Verbs of thisBelie 
 Termination. Comply 
 
 Bridge 
 Ridge 
 Abridge 
 
 IDST 
 Midft 
 Amidft 
 
 IE. 
 
 By 
 
 Buy 
 
 Cry 
 
 Die 
 
 Dry 
 
 Eye 
 
 Fly 
 
 Fry 
 
 Fie 
 
 Hie 
 
 Ly 
 
 Pie 
 Ply 
 Pr/ 
 
 y. 
 
 Decry 
 Defie 
 Defcry 
 Deny 
 
 Imply 
 
 Efpy 
 
 Outvie 
 
 Outfly 
 
 Rely 
 
 Reply 
 
 Supply 
 
 Untie 
 
 Amplify 
 
 Beautify 
 
 Certify 
 
 Crucify 
 
 Deify 
 
 Dignify 
 
 Edify 
 
 Falfify 
 
 Fortify 
 
 Gratify 
 
 Glorify 
 
 Indemnify 
 
Indemnify 
 
 Juftify 
 
 Magnify 
 
 Modify 
 
 Mollify 
 
 Mortify 
 
 Pacify 
 
 Petrify 
 
 Purify 
 
 Putrify 
 
 Plurify 
 
 Chymiftry 
 
 Qualify 
 
 Ratify 
 
 Redify 
 
 Sanctify 
 
 Satisfy 
 
 Scarify 
 
 Signify 
 
 Specify 
 
 Stupify 
 
 Terrify 
 
 Teftify 
 
 Verify 
 
 Verfify 
 
 Vilify 
 
 Vitrify 
 
 Vivify 
 
 Academy 
 
 Apoftacy 
 
 Confpiracy 
 
 Confed'racy 
 
 Exlbfy 
 
 Democrafy 
 
 Embafly 
 
 Fallacy 
 
 Legacy 
 
 Supremacy 
 
 Lunacy 
 
 Privacy 
 
 Piracy 
 
 Malady 
 
 Remedy 
 
 Tragedy 
 
 Difiionary of Rhymes. 21 
 
 Comedy 
 
 Recovery 
 
 Tapeftry 
 
 Cofmography Robbery 
 
 Majefty 
 
 Geography 
 
 Novelty 
 
 Modefty 
 
 Elegy 
 
 Antipathy 
 
 Immodefty 
 
 Certainty 
 
 Apathy 
 
 Honefty 
 
 Sovereignty 
 
 Sympathy 
 
 Difhonefty 
 
 Loyalty 
 
 Idolatry 
 
 Courtefie 
 
 Difloya'lty 
 
 Galaxy 
 
 Herefy 
 
 Penalty 
 
 Husbandry 
 
 Poefie 
 
 Cafualty 
 
 Cruelty 
 
 Poetry 
 
 Ribaldry 
 
 Enemy 
 
 Se ere fy 
 
 Chivalry 
 
 Blafphemy 
 
 Leprofy 
 
 Infamy 
 
 Prophecy 
 
 Perfidy 
 
 Conflancy 
 
 Clemency 
 
 Subfidy 
 
 Fealty 
 
 Decency 
 
 Drapery 
 
 Cavalry 
 
 Emergency 
 
 Symmetry 
 
 Bigamy 
 
 Inclemency 
 
 Geometry 
 
 Polygamy 
 
 Regency 
 
 Drollery 
 
 Vacancy 
 
 Progeny 
 
 Policy 
 
 Inconilancy 
 
 Energy 
 
 Prodigy 
 
 Infancy 
 
 Poverty 
 
 Mutiny 
 
 Company 
 
 Liberty 
 
 Deltiny 
 
 Dittany 
 
 Property 
 
 S crutiny 
 
 Accompany 
 
 Adultery 
 
 Hypocrify 
 
 Tyranny 
 
 Artery 
 
 Family 
 
 Villany 
 
 Artillery 
 
 Ability 
 
 Anarchy 
 
 Battery 
 
 Acclivity 
 
 Monarchy 
 
 Beggary 
 
 Avidity 
 
 Lethargy 
 
 Bribery 
 
 Affiduity 
 
 Incendiary 
 
 Bravery 
 
 Civility 
 
 Infirmary 
 
 Delivery 
 
 Community 
 
 Library 
 
 Drudgery 
 
 Concavity 
 
 Salary 
 
 Flattery 
 
 Confanguinity 
 
 Sanctuary 
 
 Gallery 
 
 Conformity 
 
 Votary 
 
 Imag'ry 
 
 Congruity 
 
 Auxiliary 
 
 Lottery 
 
 Diuturnity 
 
 Contrary 
 
 Mifery 
 
 Facility 
 
 Diary 
 
 Myftery 
 
 Falfity 
 
 Granary 
 
 Nurfery 
 
 Familiarity 
 
 Rofemary 
 
 Railery 
 
 Formality 
 
 Urgency 
 
 Slavery 
 
 Generofity 
 
 Infantry 
 
 Sorcery 
 
 Gratuity 
 
 Knavery 
 
 Treachery 
 
 Humidity 
 
 Livery 
 
 Difcovery 
 
 Abfurdity 
 
 Activity 
 
22 
 
 A Dictionary of Rh y m es. 
 
 Activity 
 
 Humanity 
 
 Senfuality 
 
 Adverfity 
 
 Humility 
 
 Solidity 
 
 .Affability 
 
 Immanity 
 
 Temerity 
 
 Affinity 
 
 Immaturity 
 
 Timidity 
 
 Agility 
 
 Immenfity 
 
 Tranquillity 
 
 Alacrity 
 
 Immorality 
 
 Virginity 
 
 Ambiguity 
 
 Immunity 
 
 Vifibility 
 
 Animofity 
 
 Immutability 
 
 University 
 
 Antiquity 
 
 Impartiality 
 
 Trumpery 
 
 Auflerity 
 
 ImpofTibiUty 
 
 Apology 
 
 Authority 
 
 Impetuoiity 
 
 Genealogy 
 
 Brevity 
 
 Improbity 
 
 Etymology 
 
 Calamity 
 
 Inanity 
 
 Simony 
 
 Capacity 
 
 Incapacity 
 
 Symphony 
 
 Captivity 
 
 Incivility 
 
 Soliloquy 
 
 Charity 
 
 Incongruity 
 
 Allegory 
 
 Chaftity 
 
 Inequality 
 
 Armory 
 
 Civility 
 
 Indemnity 
 
 Factory 
 
 Credulity 
 
 Infinity 
 
 Pillory 
 
 Curiofity 
 
 Inflexibility 
 
 Faculty 
 
 Finery 
 
 Inability 
 
 Treafury 
 
 Declivity 
 
 Invalidity 
 
 Ufury 
 
 Deformity 
 
 Jollity 
 
 Augury 
 
 Deity 
 
 Lenity 
 
 Importunity 
 
 Dexterity 
 
 Lubricity 
 
 Impunity 
 
 Dignity 
 
 Magnanimity 
 
 Impurity 
 
 Difparity 
 
 Majority 
 
 Inactivity 
 
 Diverfity 
 
 Mediocrity 
 
 Inability 
 
 Divinity 
 
 Minority 
 
 Increduility 
 
 Enmity 
 
 Mutability 
 
 Indignity 
 
 Enormity 
 
 Nicety 
 
 Infidelity 
 
 Equality 
 
 Perverfity 
 
 Infirmity 
 
 Equanimity 
 
 Perplexity 
 
 Iniquity 
 
 Equity 
 
 Perfpicuity 
 
 Integrity 
 
 Eternity 
 
 Pofterity 
 
 Laity 
 
 Extremity 
 
 Privity 
 
 Liberality 
 
 Fatality 
 
 Probability 
 
 Malignity 
 
 Felicity 
 
 Probity 
 
 Maturity 
 
 Fertility 
 
 Prope fity 
 
 Morality 
 
 Fidelity 
 
 Ravity 
 
 Mortality 
 
 Frugality 
 
 Rapidity 
 
 Nativity 
 
 Futurity 
 
 Sagacity 
 
 Neceflity 
 
 Gravity 
 
 Sanctity 
 
 Neutrality 
 
 Hoftility 
 
 Senfibility 
 
 Nobility 
 
 Obfcurity 
 Opportunity 
 Partiality 
 Perpetuity 
 Pofterity 
 Priority 
 Prodigality 
 Profperity 
 Quality 
 Quantity 
 Scarcity 
 Security 
 Severity 
 Simplicity 
 Sincerity 
 Solemnity 
 Sterility 
 Stupidity 
 Trinity 
 Vacuity 
 Validity 
 Vanity 
 Vivacity 
 Unanimity 
 Uniformity 
 Unity 
 Anxiety 
 Gayety 
 Impiety 
 Piety 
 Satiety 
 Sobriety 
 Society 
 Varietv 
 Cuftody 
 Melody 
 Philofophy 
 Aftronomy 
 Anatomy 
 Colony 
 Gluttony 
 Harmony 
 Agony 
 Gallantry 
 
 Canopy 
 

 A Diftionary o/Rhymes. 23 
 
 Canopy 
 
 the Verbs 
 
 inRig 
 
 Trill 
 
 Hiilory 
 
 EAL. 
 
 Sprig 
 
 Will 
 
 Memory 
 
 
 Twig 
 
 Diftill 
 
 Viftory 
 
 IEN.v.EEN. Swig 
 
 Fulfill 
 
 Calumny 
 
 IEND.V.END. Wig 
 
 Infill] 
 
 Injury 
 
 IERCE. See Whig 
 
 Camomil 
 
 Luxury 
 
 ERCE. 
 
 
 Codicil 
 
 Penury 
 
 JEST. v.EAST.IGE. v. /£G£.Daffadil 
 
 Perjury 
 
 JEVEx.EAFE IGH.SeelE 
 
 '. Volatil 
 
 Ufury 
 
 
 JGHT. v. ZTE.Utenfil 
 
 Jndullry 
 
 IFE. 
 
 JGN.v.INE. 
 
 
 
 Fife 
 
 JGUE. See 
 
 ILD. 
 
 JECE. See 
 
 EAGUE. 
 
 
 EASE 
 
 . Life 
 
 
 Child 
 
 
 Rife 
 
 IKE. 
 
 Mild 
 
 IEF. 
 
 Strife 
 
 Dike 
 
 Wild 
 
 Chief 
 
 Wife 
 
 Like 
 
 And the Par- 
 
 Fief 
 
 
 Pike 
 
 ticiples of the 
 
 Grief 
 
 IFF. 
 
 Spike 
 
 Verbs in ILL. 
 
 Thief 
 
 Cliff 
 
 Strike 
 
 
 Belief 
 
 Skiff 
 
 Alike 
 
 ILE, 
 
 Relief 
 
 Stiff 
 
 Diflike 
 
 Bile 
 
 Brief 
 
 WhifF 
 
 Oblique 
 
 Chyle 
 
 Beef 
 
 
 
 File 
 
 Leaf 
 
 IFT. 
 
 ILL. 
 
 Guile 
 
 Sheaf 
 
 Drift 
 
 Bill 
 
 Ifle 
 
 Deaf; 
 
 Gift 
 
 Chill 
 
 Mile 
 
 IEGE. 
 
 Lift 
 
 Drill 
 
 Pile 
 
 Liege 
 
 Rift 
 
 Gill 
 
 Smile 
 
 Siege 
 
 Sift 
 
 Fill 
 
 Style 
 
 Oblige 
 
 Shift 
 
 Hill 
 
 Tile 
 
 Difoblige 
 
 Swift 
 
 111 
 
 Vile 
 
 AfTiege 
 
 Thrift 
 
 Kill 
 
 While 
 
 Befiege 
 
 Adrift 
 
 Mill 
 
 Wile 
 
 ELD. 
 
 
 Pill 
 
 Awhile 
 
 Field 
 
 IG. 
 
 Quill 
 
 Compile 
 
 Shield 
 
 Big 
 
 Rill 
 
 Defile 
 
 Wield 
 
 Dig 
 
 Shrill 
 
 Exile 
 
 Yield 
 
 Fig 
 
 Skiil 
 
 E'erwhile 
 
 Afield 
 
 Gig 
 
 Spill 
 
 Reconcile 
 
 
 Grig 
 
 Still 
 
 Revile 
 
 And the Par-Jig ~ 
 
 Swill 
 
 Stile 
 
 ticiples of fomePig 
 
 Thrill 
 
 Beguile 
 
 
 Prig 
 
 Till 
 
 
 ILK, 
 
24 
 
 ILK. 
 
 Bilk 
 Milk 
 Silk 
 Whilfc 
 
 ILT. 
 
 Gilt 
 
 J* 
 
 Hilt 
 
 Quilt 
 
 Guilt 
 
 Spilt 
 Stilt 
 Built 
 Tilt 
 
 ILTH. 
 
 Filth- 
 Tilth 
 
 IM. 
 Brim 
 Dim 
 
 Grim 
 Him 
 Prim 
 Rim 
 
 Skim 
 
 Slim 
 
 Swim 
 
 Trim 
 
 Whim 
 
 Limb 
 
 M E S. 
 
 A Dittionary of R h \ 
 
 the Verbs ofWinch 
 the foregok.g 
 Termination. 
 
 IN. 
 
 Chin 
 Din 
 
 Rime 
 
 Rhyme 
 
 Time 
 
 Slime 
 
 Grime 
 
 Thyme 
 
 Sublime 
 
 Maritime 
 
 Fin 
 Betimes Gin 
 
 Sometimes Grin 
 
 In 
 Which rhymelnn 
 to the PluralsKinn 
 of the- Nouns, Pin 
 and Third Per-Sin 
 fons Prefent ofShin 
 the Verbs of theSkin 
 preceding Ter-Spin 
 mination. Thin 
 
 Twin 
 IMN. Tin 
 Hymn Win 
 
 Limn Begin 
 
 Within 
 Which may A (Ta ffin 
 be rhym'd to Javelin 
 thofe in IM. Magazin 
 
 IMP. INCE. 
 
 Imp Mince 
 
 Limp Prince 
 
 Pimp Quince 
 
 Gimp Rince 
 
 1MB. ?ee IM. 'Shrimp Since 
 
 and IME. Wince 
 
 IMP3E. Convince 
 
 Glimpfe Evince 
 
 Chime 
 Clime 
 Climb- 
 Crime 
 Lime £. 
 Prime ' 
 Jtfime 
 
 »* 
 
 Which rhymes INCH. 
 *o the PiuralsClich 
 of -the Nouns, Flinch 
 and Third Per- Inch 
 fon Prefent of Pinch 
 
 INCT. 
 Diftincl 
 Extind 
 
 In ill net 
 Precinct 
 
 Succinct 
 
 A-d the Par- 
 ticiples of lbme 
 'of the Verbs in 
 INK. 
 
 IND. 
 
 Bind 
 
 Blind 
 
 Find 
 
 Hind 
 
 Kind 
 
 Grind 
 
 Mind 
 
 Rind 
 
 Wind 
 
 Behind 
 
 "Unkind 
 
 Remind 
 
 And the Par- 
 ticiples of the 
 Verbs in INE. 
 
 Refcind 
 
 Which rhymes 
 to the Partici- 
 ples of the Verbs 
 in IN. 
 
 INE. 
 
 Brine 
 Chine I 
 Dine 
 fine 
 
 Line 
 
A Dictionary of Rhymes. 
 
 Line 
 
 Mine 
 
 Nine 
 
 Pine 
 
 Shine 
 
 Shrine 
 
 Swine 
 
 Kine 
 
 Thine 
 
 Trine 
 
 Twine 
 
 Vine 
 
 Whine 
 
 Wine 
 
 Combine 
 
 Confine 
 
 Decline 
 
 Define 
 
 Divine 
 
 Incline 
 
 Infhrine 
 
 Entwine 
 
 Opine 
 
 Calcine' 
 
 Recline 
 
 Refine 
 
 Repine 
 
 Supine 
 
 Undermine 
 
 Countermine 
 
 Interline 
 
 Superfine 
 
 Concubine 
 
 Difcipline 
 
 Feminine 
 
 Libertine 
 
 Mafculine 
 
 Magazine 
 
 Origine 
 
 Porcupine 
 
 Serpentine 
 
 Heroine 
 
 2 5 
 
 Thefe Poly-Drink 
 fy liable:, in . Ink 
 INE are ofteuLink 
 >rhymM to thole Pink 
 
 IN. 
 
 Sign 
 
 Affign 
 
 Confign 
 
 Defign 
 Refign, 
 
 ING. 
 
 Shrink 
 
 Sink 
 
 Slink 
 
 Stink 
 
 Think 
 
 Wink 
 
 Bethink 
 
 Forethink 
 
 Bring 
 
 INT, 
 
 Cling 
 
 Dint- 
 
 Fling 
 
 Flint 
 
 King 
 
 Hint 
 
 Ling 
 
 Lint 
 
 Ring 
 
 Mint 
 
 Sing 
 
 Print 
 
 Sling 
 
 Squint 
 
 Spring 
 
 Stint 
 
 Sting 
 
 Afquint 
 
 String 
 
 Imprint 
 
 Swing 
 
 
 Wing 
 
 IP. 
 
 Wring 
 
 
 Thing 
 
 Chip 
 
 
 Clip 
 
 INGE. 
 
 Dip 
 
 Cringe 
 
 Drip 
 
 Fringe 
 
 Flip 
 
 Hinge 
 
 Hip 
 
 Singe 
 
 Lip 
 
 Springe 
 
 Nip 
 
 Swinge 
 
 Pip 
 
 Twinge 
 
 Rip 
 
 Infringe 
 
 Scrip 
 
 
 Ship 
 
 INK. 
 
 Sip 
 
 Blink 
 
 Skip 
 
 Brink 
 
 Slip 
 
 Chink 
 
 Snip 
 
 Clink 
 
 Strip 
 
 Tip 
 
 Trip 
 Whip 
 Atrip 
 Equip 
 Elder/hip 
 Fellowship 
 Work m a nihip 
 Rival fhip 
 
 IPE. 
 
 Gripe 
 
 Pipe 
 
 Ripe 
 
 Snipe 
 
 Type 
 
 Tripe 
 
 Stripe 
 
 Wipe 
 
 Archetype 
 
 Prototype 
 
 IPSE. 
 
 Eclipfe 
 
 And the Plu- 
 ral of theNoun-s 
 and Third Per- 
 fon of the Verbs 
 in IP. 
 
 IR. SeeUR, 
 JRCH. 
 
 See 
 URCH. 
 IRD. v. URD. 
 
 Gire 
 Dire 
 Fire 
 Ire 
 
 Lyre 
 Mire 
 
 IRE. 
 
 Quire 
 
26 
 
 A Dictionary of Rhy mes. 
 
 Quire 
 
 Skirt 
 
 Crifp 
 
 Flit 
 
 Sire 
 
 
 Lifp 
 
 Grit 
 
 Spire 
 
 IRTH. 
 
 Wifp 
 
 Hit 
 
 Squire 
 
 Birth 
 
 
 Rit 
 
 Hire 
 
 Mirth 
 
 1ST. 
 
 Knit 
 
 Wire 
 
 Girth 
 
 Fift 
 
 Nit 
 
 Tire 
 
 
 Grift 
 
 Pit 
 
 Attire 
 
 See EARTH. 
 
 Quit 
 
 Acquire 
 
 
 Mift 
 
 Sit 
 
 Admire 
 
 ISWISS. 
 
 Twifl; 
 
 Slit 
 
 Afpire 
 
 Blifs 
 
 Whift 
 
 Smit 
 
 Confpire 
 
 Hifs 
 
 Wift 
 
 Spit 
 
 Defire 
 
 His 
 
 Wrift 
 
 Split 
 
 Enquire 
 
 Is 
 
 Affift 
 
 Tit 
 
 Intire 
 
 Kifs 
 
 Confift 
 
 Twit 
 
 Expire 
 
 Mifs 
 
 Defift 
 
 Whit 
 
 Infpire 
 
 This 
 
 Exift 
 
 Wit 
 
 Require 
 
 Abyfs 
 
 Infill 
 
 Writ 
 
 Retire 
 
 Amifs 
 
 Perfift 
 
 Admit 
 
 Tranfpire 
 
 Submifs 
 
 Subfift 
 
 Acquit 
 
 
 Difmifs 
 
 Alchymift 
 
 Commit 
 
 Nigher 
 
 Remifs 
 
 Amethyft 
 
 Emit 
 
 Higher 
 
 Whizz 
 
 Anatomift 
 
 Omit 
 
 Brier 
 
 
 Antagonift 
 
 Outwit 
 
 C noire 
 
 ISE.v. ICE 
 
 . Annalift 
 
 Permit 
 
 Fryar 
 
 and IZE. 
 
 Antichrift 
 
 Remit 
 
 
 
 Evangelift 
 
 Submit 
 
 IRGE.v.ERGl 
 
 Eucharifl 
 
 Tranfmit 
 
 
 Difh 
 
 Exorcift 
 
 Refit 
 
 IRL. 
 
 Fifli 
 
 Herbalift 
 
 Benefit 
 
 Girl 
 
 Wifh 
 
 Humourift 
 
 Perquifit 
 
 Whirl 
 
 Cuith 
 
 Oculift 
 
 
 Twirl 
 
 Pifh 
 
 Organift 
 
 ITCH, 
 
 
 
 Satirifl 
 
 Bitch 
 
 IRM. 
 
 ISK. 
 
 
 Ditch 
 
 Firm 
 
 Brisk 
 
 And the Par-Flitch 
 
 Affirm 
 
 Frisk 
 
 ticip'es of theHitch 
 
 Confirm 
 
 Risk 
 
 Verbs inlSS. 
 
 Itch 
 
 Infirm 
 
 Whisk 
 
 
 Pitch 
 
 
 Disk 
 
 IT. 
 
 Stitch 
 
 IRST.v.URST.Bzhlisk 
 
 Bit 
 
 Switch 
 
 IRT.v.URT. Tamarisk 
 
 Cit 
 
 Twitch 
 
 
 
 Chit 
 
 Witch 
 
 Girt 
 
 ISP. 
 
 Fit 
 
 Bewitch 
 
 Nich 
 
A Dictionary of Rhymes, 
 
 27 
 
 Nich 
 Which 
 Rich 
 Enrich 
 
 JTE. 
 
 Bite 
 
 Elite 
 
 Cite 
 
 Kite 
 
 Mite 
 
 Quite 
 
 Rite 
 
 Site 
 
 Smite 
 
 Spite 
 
 Trite 
 
 White 
 
 Write 
 
 Contrite 
 
 Difunite 
 
 Defpite 
 
 Sndite 
 
 Invite 
 
 Excite 
 
 Incite 
 
 Polite 
 
 Requite 
 
 Recite 
 
 Unite 
 
 Reunite 
 
 Aconite 
 
 Appetite 
 
 Favourite 
 
 Hypocrite 
 
 Infinite 
 
 Parafite 
 
 Profelyte 
 
 Requifite 
 
 Appofite 
 
 Oppofite 
 
 Exquifitc 
 
 Expedite 
 
 Blight 
 
 Benight 
 
 Bright 
 
 Fight 
 
 Flight 
 
 Fright 
 
 Hight 
 
 Height 
 
 Knight 
 
 Light 
 
 Might 
 
 Night 
 
 Plight 
 
 Right 
 
 Tight 
 
 Sight 
 
 Slight 
 
 Spight 
 
 Spright 
 
 Wight 
 
 Wright 
 
 Affright 
 
 Alight 
 
 Aright 
 
 Forefight 
 
 Delight 
 
 Defpight 
 
 Unfight 
 
 Upright 
 
 Bedight 
 
 Overfight 
 
 ITH. 
 
 Frith 
 Pith 
 Smith 
 With 
 
 ITHE. 
 
 Hithe 
 Blithe 
 Scythe 
 
 Tithe 
 
 Writhe 
 
 Lithe 
 
 IVE. 
 
 Five 
 
 Gyve 
 
 Give 
 
 Hive 
 
 Dive 
 
 Drive 
 
 Rive 
 
 Shrive 
 
 Swive 
 
 Strive 
 
 Thrive 
 
 Wive 
 
 Arrive 
 
 Connive 
 
 Contrive 
 
 Deprive 
 
 Derive 
 
 Alive 
 
 Revive 
 
 Survive 
 
 Live 
 
 Sive 
 
 Forgive 
 
 Outlive 
 
 Fugitive 
 
 Laxative 
 
 Narrative 
 
 Prerogative 
 
 Primitive 
 
 Senfitive 
 
 Vegetive 
 
 Affirmative 
 
 Alternative 
 
 Contemplative Rife 
 
 Demonllrative Size 
 
 Diminutive Wife 
 
 Diftributive Guife 
 
 P 
 
 Donative 
 
 Inquifitive 
 
 Lenitive 
 
 Negative 
 
 Perfpective 
 
 Pofitive 
 
 Preparative 
 
 Provocative 
 
 Purgative 
 
 Reftorative 
 
 IX. 
 
 Six 
 Fix 
 
 Flix 
 
 Mix 
 
 Affix 
 
 Infix 
 
 Prefix 
 
 Transfix 
 
 Intermix 
 
 Crucifix 
 
 And the Plu- 
 ral of theNouns 
 and 3d Perfon 
 Prefent of the 
 Verbs in ICK. 
 
 IXT. 
 
 Betwixt 
 which rhymes 
 to the Partici- 
 ples of the pre- 
 ceding Termi- 
 nation. 
 
 ISE anJIZE. 
 
 Prife 
 
 Dtfgifuc 
 
2§ 
 
 A DiElionary c/Rhymes; 
 
 Difguife 
 
 Defpife 
 
 Revife 
 
 
 Advife 
 
 Devife 
 
 Signalize 
 
 And the Plu- 
 
 Authorise Enterprize 
 
 Solemnize 
 
 ral oftheNouns 
 
 Canonize 
 
 Excife 
 
 Surprife 
 
 and 3d Perfon 
 
 Chail lie 
 
 Exercife 
 
 Suffice 
 
 Prefent of the 
 
 Civilize 
 
 Idolize 
 
 Surmize 
 
 Verbs in lEand 
 
 Comprize 
 
 : Immortalize 
 
 Sympathize 
 
 Y.SeealfoICE. 
 
 Criticife 
 
 Premife 
 
 Tyrannize 
 
 
 O. See 
 
 00. Rob 
 
 Stock 
 
 Shrewd 
 
 andOJF". 
 
 
 
 
 Throb 
 
 > OCT. 
 
 Goad 
 
 OACH 
 
 Concocl 
 
 Load 
 
 Broach 
 
 Bedaub 
 
 which rhym 
 
 esRoad 
 
 Coach 
 
 to the Parti-Toad 
 
 Poach 
 
 OBE. 
 
 ciples of theWoad 
 
 Roach 
 
 Globe 
 
 Verbs in OCK. 
 
 Abroach 
 
 Lobe 
 
 
 OE. See OW. 
 
 Approach 
 
 i Probe 
 
 OD. 
 
 
 Incroach 
 
 Robe 
 
 Cod 
 
 OFF. 
 
 Reproach 
 
 Conglobe 
 
 Clod 
 
 Scoff 
 
 Debauch 
 
 
 God 
 
 Off 
 
 
 OCE. v. OSE.] 
 
 
 OAD.v.. 
 
 AUD. 
 
 Nod 
 
 Cough 
 
 and ODE. OCK. 
 
 Plod 
 
 Trough 
 
 OAF. v. 
 
 OFF. Block 
 
 Odd 
 
 
 OAK. v. 
 
 OKE. Brock 
 
 Rod 
 
 OFT. 
 
 OAL. v. 
 
 OLE. Chock 
 
 Shod 
 
 Oft 
 
 OAM.v. 
 
 OM£- Clock 
 
 Sod 
 
 Croft 
 
 OAN. v. 
 
 ONE. Crock 
 
 Trod 
 
 Soft 
 
 O^P. v. 
 
 OP£.Cock 
 
 ODE. 
 
 Loft 
 
 OAR. v. 
 
 0££.Dock 
 
 Bode 
 
 Aloft 
 
 <X4£D.v 
 
 .ORD. Frock 
 
 Code 
 
 
 O^ST. v 
 
 . 057". Flock 
 
 Mode 
 
 And the Par- 
 
 OAT. v. 
 
 OT^.Hock 
 
 Ode 
 
 ticiples of the 
 
 OATH.\ 
 
 .OTOKnock 
 
 Rode 
 
 Verbs in OFE. 
 
 
 Lock 
 
 Strode 
 
 
 OE 
 
 }. Mock 
 
 Abode 
 
 OG. 
 
 Bob 
 
 Pock 
 
 Corrode 
 
 Bog 
 
 Fob 
 
 Rock 
 
 Explode 
 
 Cog 
 
 Job 
 Knob 
 
 Sock 
 
 Forebode 
 
 Clog 
 
 Shock 
 
 .Incommode 
 
 Dog 
 
 Mob 
 
 Smock 
 
 Epifode 
 
 FJcg 
 
 Fog 
 
A Difiionary j/Rhvhi s-. 
 
 29 
 
 Fog 
 
 Toil 
 
 OIT. 
 
 ticiples of the 
 
 Frog 
 
 Despoil 
 
 Coit 
 
 Verbs in OLE. 
 
 Hog 
 
 Imbroil 
 
 Exploit 
 
 OLE. 
 
 J°g 
 
 Recoil 
 
 OKE. 
 
 Bole 
 
 Log 
 
 Turmoil 
 
 Broke 
 
 Dole 
 
 Prog 
 
 Difembroil 
 
 Choke 
 
 Jole 
 
 Agog 
 
 OIN. 
 
 Poke 
 
 Hole 
 
 
 Coin 
 
 Smoke 
 
 Mole 
 
 OGUE. 
 
 Groin. 
 
 Spoke- 
 
 Pole 
 
 Rogue 
 
 Join 
 
 Stroke 
 
 Sole 
 
 Vogue 
 
 Loin 
 
 Yoke 
 
 Stole 
 
 D i fern bog ue 
 
 Adjoin 
 
 Befpoke 
 
 Whole 
 
 Prorogue 
 
 Conjoin 
 
 Invoke 
 
 Shole 
 
 Collogue 
 
 Disjoin 
 
 Provoke 
 
 Cajole 
 
 
 In join 
 
 Revoke 
 
 Condole 
 
 Dialogue 
 
 Purloin 
 
 Choak 
 
 Parole 
 
 Epilogue 
 
 Rejoin 
 
 Cloak 
 
 Patrole 
 
 Synagogue 
 
 Subjoin 
 
 Oak 
 
 Piftole 
 
 Catalogue 
 
 OINT. 
 
 Soak 
 
 Coal 
 
 Pedagogue 
 
 Joint- 
 
 Stroke 
 
 Foal 
 
 The laft rhymebint 
 
 OL. 
 
 Soal 
 
 alfo to the 
 
 Point 
 
 Loll 
 
 Shoal 
 
 Words of theAnoint 
 
 Extol 
 
 Goal 
 
 foregoing Ter-Appoint 
 
 Capitol 
 
 Soul 
 
 mination 
 
 Dif appoint 
 
 OLD. 
 
 Bowl 
 
 OICE. 
 
 Disjoint 
 
 Bold 
 
 Droll 
 
 Choice 
 
 Counterpoint 
 
 Cold 
 
 Prowl 
 
 Voice 
 
 OISE. 
 
 Fold 
 
 Roll 
 
 Rejoyce 
 
 Noife 
 
 Gold 
 
 Scroll 
 
 OID. 
 
 Poife 
 
 Hold 
 
 Stroll 
 
 Void 
 
 Counterpoife 
 
 Mold 
 
 Toll 
 
 Avoid 
 
 And the Pli 
 
 1 Old 
 
 Troll 
 
 And the Par-ral of theNounsScold 
 
 Controll 
 
 ticiples- of t; 
 
 Keand Third Pe 
 
 r-Sold 
 
 Enroll 
 
 Verbs in OY. 
 
 fon prefent 1 
 
 DfTold 
 
 OLN. 
 
 OIL. 
 
 the V r erbs : 
 
 inBehold 
 
 Stoln 
 
 Boil 
 
 OY. 
 
 Infold 
 
 Swoln 
 
 Broil 
 
 OIST. 
 
 Unfold 
 
 OLT. 
 
 Coil 
 
 Foilt 
 
 Uphold 
 
 Bolt 
 
 Foil 
 
 Hoift 
 
 With-hold 
 
 Colt 
 
 Moil 
 
 Joiit 
 
 Foretold 
 
 Holt 
 
 Oil 
 
 Moift 
 
 Manifold 
 
 Dolt 
 
 Soil 
 
 Rejoyc'd 
 
 Marygold 
 
 Molt 
 
 Spoil 
 
 
 And the P; 
 
 ;r-jolt 
 
 
 
 P 2 
 
 Revolt 
 
3° 
 
 A Dictionary c/Rhym!S, 
 
 Revolt 
 Thunderbolt 
 OLVE. 
 Solve 
 Abfolve 
 Convolve 
 Involve 
 Devolve 
 Diflblve 
 Revolve 
 
 OND. 
 Bond 
 Fond 
 Pond 
 Beyond 
 Abfcond 
 Correfpond 
 Defpond 
 Vagabond 
 Diamond 
 ONE. 
 OM v. UM. Bone 
 
 Cone 
 Done 
 Drone 
 Crone 
 Jone 
 Hone 
 Prone 
 None 
 One 
 Stone 
 Shone 
 OMB. v. 00 M. Tone 
 OMPT. Lone 
 v. OUN7. Throne 
 ON. See UN. Zone 
 
 OME. 
 Dome 
 Lome 
 Home 
 Tome 
 Come 
 
 Foam 
 Roam 
 Comb 
 
 On 
 
 Con 
 Don 
 
 Anon 
 
 Upon 
 
 Yon 
 
 Gone 
 
 Undergone 
 
 Amazon 
 
 Cinnamon 
 
 Companion 
 
 Caparifon 
 
 Garrifon 
 
 Skeleton 
 
 Union 
 
 Juppon 
 
 Alone 
 
 Attone 
 
 Enthrone 
 
 Dethrone 
 
 Poitpone 
 
 Groan 
 
 Loan 
 
 Moan 
 
 Own 
 
 Grown 
 
 Shown 
 
 Sown 
 
 Blown 
 
 Known 
 
 Flown 
 
 Thown 
 
 Difown 
 O'erthrown 
 ONG. 
 
 Long 
 Prong 
 
 Song 
 
 Strong 
 
 Throng 
 
 Wrong 
 
 Along 
 
 Among 
 
 Belong 
 
 Prolong 
 
 ONCE. 
 
 See 
 
 UNCE. 
 
 ONGUE. 
 
 See 
 
 UNG. 
 
 You 
 
 OOD. 
 
 Brood £a i 
 
 Food UCOOl. 
 
 Mood / 
 
 Rood 
 
 Good 
 Stood 
 Hood 
 Wood 
 Withftood 
 Underltood 
 Brotherhood 
 Livelihood 
 Likelihood 
 Neighbourhood 
 Widowhood 
 
 And the Par- 
 ticiples of the 
 Verbs in OO. 
 
 ONK. v C/jViT.Wou'd 
 
 ONSE. 
 
 Sconfe 
 
 Enfconfe 
 
 Afcaunfe 
 
 ONT. 
 Font 
 Front 
 Affront 
 Confront 
 
 Want 
 
 OO. 
 
 Coo 
 
 Shoo 
 
 Too 
 
 Woo 
 
 Do 
 
 Ado 
 
 Undo 
 
 Who 
 
 Thro* 
 
 Cou'd 
 Shou'd 
 
 OOF. 
 Hoof 
 Proof 
 Roof 
 Woof 
 Aloof 
 Difproof 
 Reproof 
 Behoof 
 
 OOK. 
 Book 
 Brook 
 Cook 
 Crook 
 Hook 
 Rook 
 Shook 
 Took 
 Miilook 
 Undertook 
 
 Forfoo£ 
 
A Dictionary 
 
 of Rhy M e s. 3 ] 
 
 Forfook 
 
 Loop 
 
 OOZE. 
 
 Moap 
 
 Betook 
 
 Poo P ' C^'j 
 
 Ooze 
 
 Soap 
 
 OOL. 
 
 boop 
 
 Noozo 
 
 OPT. 
 
 Cool 
 
 Scoop 
 
 Whole 
 
 Adopt 
 
 Fool 
 
 Stoop 
 
 Choofe 
 
 And the Par- 
 
 Pool 
 
 Troop 
 
 Lofe 
 
 ticiples of th< 
 
 School 
 
 Whoop 
 
 Ufa 
 
 Verbs in OP. 
 
 Stool 
 
 Droop 
 
 OP. 
 
 OR. 
 
 Tool 
 
 Swoop 
 
 Chop 
 
 Abhor 
 
 Befool 
 
 
 Drop 
 
 Metaphor 
 
 AndtothePar- OOR. 
 
 Crop 
 
 Creditor 
 
 ticiples of theieBoor 
 
 Fop 
 
 Counfellor 
 
 rhyme 
 
 Door 
 
 Hop 
 
 Confeflbr 
 
 Would 
 
 Poor 
 
 Lop 
 
 Competitor 
 
 Could 
 
 Floor 
 
 Mop 
 
 Emperor 
 
 Should 
 
 Moor 
 
 Pop 
 
 Anceftor 
 
 OOM. 
 
 Tour 
 
 Prop 
 
 Progenitor 
 
 Bloom 
 
 Your 
 
 Shop 
 
 Confpirator 
 
 Broom 
 
 Amour 
 
 Slop 
 
 Orator 
 
 Doom 
 
 Paramour 
 
 Sop 
 
 Senator 
 
 Gloom 
 
 
 Stop 
 
 SuccefTor 
 
 Groom 
 
 OOSE. 
 
 Swop 
 
 Conqueror 
 
 Loom 
 
 Goofe 
 
 Top 
 
 Governor 
 
 Room 
 
 Loofe 
 
 Underprop 
 
 Am ballad or 
 
 Spoom 
 
 
 OPE. 
 
 ORCH. 
 
 Whom 
 
 OOT. 
 
 Cope 
 
 Scorch 
 
 
 Boot 
 
 Grope 
 
 Torch 
 
 Bomb 
 
 Coot 
 
 Hope 
 
 Porch 
 
 Tomb 
 
 Root 
 
 Mope 
 
 ORCE. 
 
 Womb 
 
 Foot 
 
 Pope 
 
 Force 
 
 Entomb 
 
 Shoot 
 
 Rope 
 
 Corfe 
 
 OON. 
 
 Soot 
 
 Scope 
 
 Divorce 
 
 Boon 
 
 Hoot 
 
 Slope 
 
 Ii.lorce 
 
 Moon 
 
 
 Ope 
 
 Perforce 
 
 Noon 
 
 OOTH. 
 
 Tope 
 
 
 Soon 
 
 Booth 
 
 Trope 
 
 Soarce 
 
 Spoon 
 
 Sooth. 
 
 A Hope 
 
 Refource 
 
 Swoon 
 
 Smooth 
 
 Elope 
 
 Courie 
 
 Buffoon 
 
 
 Interlope 
 
 Difcourfe 
 
 Lampoon 
 
 Tooth 
 
 Tclefcope 
 
 Reccurfe 
 
 Poltroon 
 
 Youth 
 
 Heliotrope 
 
 Intercourfe 
 
 OOP. 
 
 Truth 
 
 Horofcope 
 
 
 Coop 
 
 Uncooth 
 
 Antelope 
 
 Coarfe 
 
 Hoop 
 
 
 
 Hoarfe 
 
 ORD 
 
3* 
 
 ORD. 
 Cord 
 Lord 
 Ford 
 Sword 
 Word 
 Accord 
 Record 
 Abhor'd 
 
 Hoard 
 Afford 
 Board 
 Aboard 
 
 And the Par- 
 
 A Dictionary o/Rhymes 
 
 Multiform 
 
 Reftore 
 
 Forbore 
 
 Fori wo re 
 
 Heretofore 
 
 Hellebore 
 
 Sycamore 
 
 Boar 
 Goar 
 Hoar 
 Oar 
 Roar 
 Soar 
 Four 
 ORGE. 
 
 Retort 
 Snort 
 
 Worm Fort 
 
 Port 
 
 0£AT.See^£iV.Sport 
 
 ticiples of theForge 
 Verbs in ORE. Gorge 
 ORE. Difgorge 
 
 Bore 
 
 Core 
 
 Gore 
 
 Lore 
 
 More 
 
 O'er 
 
 Ore 
 
 Frore 
 
 Pore 
 
 Score 
 
 Shore 
 
 Snore 
 
 Sore 
 
 Store 
 
 Swore 
 
 Tore 
 
 Wore 
 
 Whore 
 
 Yore 
 
 Adore 
 
 A^;re 
 
 Alhore 
 
 Deplore 
 
 Explore 
 
 Implore 
 
 Born 
 
 Corn 
 
 Horn 
 
 Morn 
 
 Scorn 
 
 Thorn 
 
 Adorn 
 
 Suborn 
 
 Unicorn 
 
 Capricorn 
 
 Shorn 
 
 Sworn 
 
 Borne 
 
 Torn 
 
 Worn 
 
 Forborn 
 
 Forlorn 
 
 Forfworn 
 
 Overborn 
 
 Mourn 
 
 Regorge 
 
 ORK. 
 Cork 
 Ork 
 Fork 
 Stork 
 Pork 
 Work 
 
 ORLD. 
 World 
 
 And the Pzr-ORSE.v.ORCE 
 ticiples of theHorfe OSE,^OZE. 
 
 Verbs in URL. Worfe 
 
 Unhorfe 
 OflM.See^MEndcrfe 
 
 Comport 
 
 Difport 
 
 Effort 
 
 Export 
 
 Import 
 
 Report 
 
 Support 
 
 Tranfport 
 
 Court 
 ORTH. 
 
 Forth 
 Fourth 
 North 
 Worth 
 
 OSE. 
 Clofe 
 Dofe 
 Jocofe 
 Morofe 
 
 Grofs 
 
 Engrofs 
 
 Form 
 Srorm 
 
 Conform 
 
 Deform 
 
 Inform 
 
 Perform 
 
 Reform 
 
 Mi fin form 
 
 Transform 
 
 Uniform 
 
 Clofe 
 
 Chofe 
 
 Doze 
 
 Remorfe Glofe 
 
 Froze 
 
 ORST.v.URST. Lofe 
 
 ORT.SqqJRT.No^ 
 
 Short 
 
 Sort 
 
 Con fort 
 
 Diitort 
 
 Exhort 
 
 Extort 
 
 Reibrc 
 
 Pofe 
 
 Profe 
 
 Thofe 
 
 Rofe 
 
 Whofe 
 
 Compofe 
 
 Depofe 
 
 Difclofe 
 
A Dictionary 
 
 oJRhymes, 23 
 
 Difclofe 
 
 Holocauft 
 
 Scotch 
 
 Oath 
 
 Difpofe 
 
 
 
 Loath 
 
 Diicompofe 
 
 Ghoft 
 
 Watch 
 
 Cloath 
 
 Expofe 
 
 Holt 
 
 OTE. 
 
 Growth 
 
 Impofe 
 
 Moft 
 
 Cote 
 
 
 Inclofe 
 
 Poll 
 
 Note 
 
 OL/.SeeOO, 
 
 Interpofe 
 
 Roll 
 
 Lote 
 
 and OW. 
 
 Oppofe 
 
 
 Mote 
 
 OUBT. v. OUT. 
 
 Propofe 
 
 Coaft 
 
 Quote 
 
 
 Recompofe 
 
 Boaft 
 
 Rote 
 
 ^ OUCH. 
 
 Repofe 
 
 Toaft 
 
 Vote 
 
 Couch 
 
 Suppofe 
 
 Or-See^f 
 
 . Smote 
 
 Crouch 
 
 Tranfpofe 
 
 Clot 
 
 Wrote 
 
 Pouch 
 
 Arofe 
 
 Cot 
 
 Denote 
 
 Slouch 
 
 Appofe 
 
 Dot 
 
 Promote 
 
 Vouch 
 
 Prefuppofe 
 
 Got 
 
 Remote 
 
 Touch 
 
 Foreclose 
 
 Hot 
 
 Devote 
 
 Avouch 
 
 And the Plu- Jot 
 
 Antidote 
 
 OUD. 
 
 ral of 
 
 theLot 
 
 
 Cloud 
 
 Nouns 
 
 andKnot 
 
 Bloat 
 
 Crowd 
 
 Third PerfonNot 
 
 Boat 
 
 Loud 
 
 Prefent of 
 
 thePJot 
 
 Coat 
 
 Proud 
 
 Verbs of 
 
 thePot 
 
 Doat 
 
 Shroud 
 
 Termination. Scot 
 
 Float 
 
 Aloud 
 
 OW. 
 
 Shot 
 
 Gloat 
 
 O'ercloud 
 
 OSS. 
 
 Sot 
 
 Goat 
 
 _ And the Par- 
 
 Boft 
 
 Spot 
 
 Moat 
 
 ticiples of fe- 
 
 Crofs 
 
 Trot 
 
 Oat 
 
 veral of the 
 
 Drofs 
 
 Rot 
 
 O'drfloat 
 
 Verbs in OW. 
 
 Glofs 
 
 Blot 
 
 Afloat 
 
 OVE. 
 
 Lofs 
 
 Grot 
 
 Throat 
 
 Clove 
 
 Mofs 
 
 Wot 
 
 OTH. 
 
 Grove 
 
 Tofs ' 
 
 Begot 
 
 Broth 
 
 Rove 
 
 Acrofs 
 
 Forgot 
 
 Cloth 
 
 Stove 
 
 Imbofs 
 
 Allot 
 
 Froth 
 
 Strove 
 
 03T. 
 
 Befot 
 
 Moth 
 
 Throve 
 
 Coll 
 
 Complot 
 
 Troth 
 
 Drove 
 
 Froft 
 
 Abricot 
 
 Betroth 
 
 Wove 
 
 Loft 
 
 Counterplot 
 
 Wrath 
 
 Devove 
 
 Toft 
 
 OTCH. 
 
 Wroth 
 
 Alcove 
 
 Accoft 
 
 Blotch 
 
 
 Inwove 
 
 Imbofs'd 
 
 Botch 
 
 Both 
 
 Interwove 
 
 
 Crotch 
 
 Loth 
 
 
 Exhauft 
 
 Notch 
 
 Sloth 
 
 Dove 
 
 Glove 
 
34 
 
 Glove 
 Shove 
 Love 
 Above 
 
 A Diftionary u/Rhymes, 
 
 Move 
 Prove 
 
 Approve 
 
 Behove 
 
 Difapprove 
 
 Difprove 
 
 Improve 
 
 Remove 
 
 Reprove 
 
 OULD. OUNT. 
 
 Mould Count 
 
 And the Par- Fount 
 ticiples of theMount 
 Verbs inOWL. Amount 
 OUNCE. Difmount 
 
 Bounce 
 Flounce 
 Pounce 
 Ounce 
 Trounce 
 Denounce 
 Pronounce 
 Renounce 
 OUND. 
 OUGH. v. OF.Bound 
 Oir,andUFF. Found 
 
 OUGHT. 
 
 Bought 
 
 Brought 
 
 Methought 
 
 Forethought 
 
 Fought 
 
 Nought 
 
 Drought 
 
 Ought 
 
 Sought 
 
 Thought 
 
 Wrought 
 
 Befought 
 
 Bethought 
 
 Caught 
 
 Fraught 
 
 Naught 
 
 Taught 
 
 Draught 
 
 Yacht 
 
 Ground 
 Hound 
 Mound 
 Pound 
 Round 
 Sound 
 Wound 
 Abound 
 Aground 
 Around 
 Confound 
 Compound 
 Expound 
 Profound 
 Rebound 
 Redound 
 P^efound 
 Surround 
 Renown'd 
 And the Par 
 
 Remount 
 
 Surmount 
 
 Account 
 
 Accompt 
 
 Difcount 
 
 Mifcount 
 
 OUP. v. OOP. 
 
 OUR. 
 
 Four 
 
 Flour 
 
 Hour 
 
 Our 
 
 Scour 
 
 Lour 
 
 Pour 
 
 Sour 
 
 Tour 
 
 Deflour 
 
 Devour 
 
 Cow'r 
 
 Bow'r 
 
 Flow'r 
 
 Pow'r 
 
 Show'r 
 
 Tovv'r 
 
 the Nouns and 
 3d Perfon pre- 
 fent oftheVerbs 
 in OUR; and 
 YOURS, 
 which rhymes 
 in like manner 
 to the Termir 
 nation OOR. 
 
 OURSE. 
 
 fir 
 
 ;ee 
 ORCE. 
 
 OURT.v.ORT. 
 
 OURTH. 
 
 See 
 
 ORTH. 
 
 OUS. See US. 
 
 OUSE. 
 Houfe 
 Loufe 
 Moufe 
 Chowfe 
 Sowfe 
 
 OUT. 
 Bout 
 Rout 
 Clout 
 Flout 
 Out 
 Prout 
 Grout 
 Gout 
 Rout 
 Scout 
 
 OURGE. 
 
 See 
 URGE. 
 ticiples of fomeOURN.v ORN.Shout 
 of the Verbs in and URN. Snout 
 OWN. OURS. Spout 
 
 OUL.w^LE. Ours Sprout 
 
 and OWL- QUNG.v.UNG.which rhymes Trout 
 to the Plurals 01 Stout 
 Devout 
 
 Without 
 
A Dictionary 
 
 p/Rhymes. 35 
 
 Without 
 
 O'erflow 
 
 Vow 
 
 owr. 
 
 Throughout 
 
 O'erthrow 
 
 Avow 
 
 See OUT. 
 
 Glowt 
 
 Reflow 
 
 Allow 
 
 OWZE. 
 
 Lowt 
 
 
 Difallow 
 
 Blowze 
 
 Powt 
 
 Sew 
 
 
 Browze 
 
 Doubt 
 Redoubt 
 Mifdoubt 
 Drought 
 
 OUTH. 
 Mouth 
 South 
 
 Shew 
 
 Thou 
 
 Carowzc 
 
 Strew 
 
 Befhrew 
 
 Foreftiew 
 
 Do 
 
 Bough Owze 
 Ploagh Rowze 
 Slough Towze 
 Spoufe 
 OIVL.v.OLE.EfpouCe 
 
 Fro* 
 
 Bowl 
 
 And the Plu- 
 
 Oh 
 
 Cowl 
 
 ral of the 
 
 See OOTH 
 
 ► So 
 
 Fowl 
 
 Nouns and 3d 
 
 and OTH. 
 
 Lo 
 
 Howl 
 
 Peri on Pre fen t 
 
 OW. 
 
 No 
 
 Growl 
 
 of the Verbs in 
 
 Crow 
 
 Tho* 
 
 Owl 
 
 OW. 
 
 Blow- 
 
 Ho 
 
 Prowl 
 
 OX. 
 
 Bow 
 
 Go 
 
 Foul 
 
 Box 
 
 Flow 
 
 Lol 
 
 Seoul 
 
 Fox 
 
 Trow 
 
 Wo! 
 
 
 Ox 
 
 Glow 
 
 Who 
 
 OWN. v. ONE. 
 
 Grow 
 
 Ago 
 
 Blown 
 
 Equinox 
 
 Know 
 
 Forego 
 
 Brown 
 
 Orthodox 
 
 Low 
 
 Undergo 
 
 Clown 
 
 Heterodox 
 
 Mow 
 
 
 Crown 
 
 Ardthe Plu- 
 
 Ow 
 
 Foe 
 
 Own 
 
 ral of the 
 
 Row 
 
 Doe 
 
 Sown 
 
 Nouns and 3d 
 
 Show 
 
 Roe 
 
 Down 
 
 Per.on Prefent 
 
 Sow 
 
 Sloe 
 
 Drown 
 
 of the Verbs of 
 
 Stow 
 
 Toe iti&z 
 
 Flown 
 
 OCK. 
 
 Slow 
 
 i5ough 
 
 Frown 
 
 OY. 
 
 Strow 
 
 Hough 
 
 Town 
 
 Boy 
 
 Snow 
 
 Plough 
 
 Thrown 
 
 Buoy- 
 
 Throw 
 
 
 Gown 
 
 Coy 
 
 Tow 
 
 Bow 
 
 Grown 
 
 Cloy 
 
 Trow 
 
 Cow 
 
 Adown 
 
 Joy 
 
 Allow 
 
 Brow 
 
 Renown 
 
 Toy 
 
 Below 
 
 Now 
 
 Imbrown 
 
 Alloy 
 
 Bellow 
 
 Prow 
 
 
 Annoy 
 
 Foreknow 
 
 How 
 
 OU'SE. 
 
 Convoy 
 
 Outgrow 
 
 Mow 
 
 See 
 
 Decoy 
 
 O'ergrow 
 
 Plow 
 
 OUSE 
 
 Deftroy 
 
 O'erflow 
 
 Sow 
 
 
 Employ 
 
 Enjoy 
 
36 
 
 A Dictionary of R h y 
 
 m r s f 
 
 Enjoy 
 
 OZE. v.OSE. 
 
 
 UB. 
 
 UCH.v.UTCH. Conclude 
 
 Drudge 
 
 Club 
 
 
 Delude 
 
 Grudge 
 
 Cub 
 
 UCK. 
 
 Elude 
 
 Judge 
 
 Chub 
 
 Buck 
 
 Exclude 
 
 Snudge 
 
 Dub 
 
 Chuck 
 
 Include 
 
 Trudge 
 
 Drub 
 
 Cluck 
 
 Intrude 
 
 Adjudge 
 
 Grub 
 
 Duck 
 
 Obtrude 
 
 Prejudge 
 
 Rub 
 
 Luck 
 
 Prelude 
 
 
 Snub 
 
 Muck 
 
 Seclude 
 
 UE.SecEPT. 
 
 Shrub 
 
 Pluck 
 
 Altitude 
 
 
 Stub 
 
 Suck 
 
 Fortitude 
 
 UFF. 
 
 Tub 
 
 Struck 
 
 Gratitude 
 
 Buff 
 
 
 Truck 
 
 Interlude 
 
 Cuff 
 
 UBE. 
 
 Tuck 
 
 Latitude 
 
 Chuff 
 
 Cube 
 
 
 Longitude 
 
 Bluff 
 
 Tube 
 
 UCT. 
 
 Magnitude 
 
 Huff 
 
 
 Conduct 
 
 Multitude 
 
 Gruff 
 
 UCE. 
 
 Deduft 
 
 Solitude 
 
 Luff 
 
 Luce 
 
 Inftruft 
 
 Vicifftfude 
 
 Muff 
 
 Pruce 
 
 Obftruft 
 
 Aptitude 
 
 Puff- 
 
 Sluce 
 
 Aqueduct 
 
 Habitude 
 
 Snuff 
 
 Spruce 
 
 And the Par- Ingratitude 
 
 Stuff 
 
 Truce 
 
 ticiples of 
 
 thelneptitude 
 
 Ruff- 
 
 Conduce 
 
 Verbs in UCK. Inquietude 
 
 Rebuff 
 
 Deduce 
 
 
 Laffitude 
 
 Counterbuflf 
 
 Induce 
 
 UD. 
 
 Plenitude 
 
 Rough 
 
 Introduce 
 
 Bud 
 
 Promptitude 
 
 Tough 
 
 Produce 
 
 Cud 
 
 Servitude 
 
 Enough 
 
 Reduce 
 
 Scud 
 
 Similitude 
 
 Slough 
 
 Seduce 
 
 Spud 
 
 Solicitude 
 
 
 Traduce 
 
 Stud 
 
 
 UFT. 
 
 Juice 
 
 Mud 
 
 Leud 
 
 Tuft 
 
 Ufe 
 
 
 Feud 
 
 And the Par- 
 
 Abftrufe 
 
 Flood 
 
 
 ticiples of the 
 
 Abufe 
 
 Blood 
 
 And the Par- Verbs inUFF. 
 
 Difuie 
 
 
 ticip'es of the 
 
 Excufe 
 
 UDE. 
 
 Termination 
 
 UG. 
 
 Mifufe 
 
 Crude 
 
 EW. 
 
 Bug 
 
 Obtufe 
 
 Prude 
 
 
 Drug 
 
 Profufe 
 
 Rude 
 
 UDGE. 
 
 Dug 
 
 Red ufe 
 
 Allude 
 
 Budge 
 
 Hug 
 
 J u g 
 
A Dictionary (/Rhymej. 
 
 37 
 
 Jug 
 
 Lug 
 
 Sorrwoful 
 
 Indult 
 
 UME. 
 
 Dutiful 
 
 Infult 
 
 Fume 
 
 Pug 
 
 Merciful 
 
 Occult 
 
 Plume 
 
 Rug 
 
 Wonderful 
 
 Refult 
 
 Spume 
 
 Shrug 
 
 Worfhipful 
 
 Difficult 
 
 Afiume 
 
 Slug 
 
 
 UM. 
 
 Confume 
 
 Mug 
 
 ULE. 
 
 Chum 
 
 Perfume 
 
 Snug 
 
 Mule 
 
 Crum 
 
 Refume 
 
 Tug 
 
 Rule 
 
 Drum 
 
 Deplume 
 
 
 Ridicule 
 
 Glum 
 
 Prefume 
 
 VICE. v. t/S£.Mifrule 
 
 Grum 
 
 Rheum 
 
 VIDE. v. IDE. Over-rule 
 
 Gum 
 
 
 VILD. v. ILD. 
 
 Hum 
 
 UMP. 
 
 VILE. v. HE. ULGE. 
 
 Mum 
 
 Bump 
 
 VILT. v. /L-r.Buke 
 
 Scum 
 
 Crump 
 
 VINT. v. /AT.Indulge 
 
 Plum 
 
 Dump 
 
 1//5Z. v. 75£.Divulge 
 
 Rum 
 
 Jump 
 
 and VSE. 
 
 
 Stum 
 
 Lump 
 
 VIE. v. /£. 
 
 ULK. 
 
 Summ 
 
 Mump 
 
 
 Bulk 
 
 Swum 
 
 Plump 
 
 UKE. 
 
 Hulk 
 
 Thrum 
 
 Pump 
 
 Duke 
 
 Sculk 
 
 Numn 
 
 Rump 
 
 Rebuke 
 
 
 Benumn 
 
 Stump 
 
 Puke 
 
 ULP. 
 
 From 
 
 Thump 
 
 
 Gulp 
 
 Whom 
 
 Trump 
 
 UL.c.ULL 
 
 . Pulp 
 
 
 
 Cull 
 
 Sculp 
 
 Come 
 
 UN. 
 
 Dull 
 
 
 Become 
 
 Bun 
 
 Gull 
 
 ULSE. 
 
 Overcome 
 
 Dun 
 
 Hull 
 
 Pulfe 
 
 
 Gun 
 
 Lull 
 
 Irnpulfe 
 
 Burthenfome 
 
 Nun 
 
 Mull 
 
 Ex pulfe 
 
 Chriilendom 
 
 Pun 
 
 Null 
 
 Convulfe 
 
 Cumberfom 
 
 Run 
 
 Trull 
 
 Repulfe 
 
 Frolickfom 
 
 Shun 
 
 Scull 
 
 And the Plu-Humourfom 
 
 Sun 
 
 Annul 
 
 ral of the 
 
 Quarrelfom 
 
 Stun 
 
 Difannul 
 
 Nouns, and 
 
 3dTroublefome 
 
 Tun 
 
 
 Perfon PrefentMartyrdom 
 
 Spun 
 
 Bull 
 
 of the Verb. 
 
 >inHecatomb 
 
 Begun 
 
 Full 
 
 ULL. 
 
 UMB. 
 
 
 Pull 
 
 ULT. 
 
 Dumb 
 
 Son 
 
 Woo!l 
 
 Adult 
 
 Thumb 
 
 Won 
 
 Bourtiful 
 
 Confult 
 
 Succumb 
 
 One 
 
 Fancifal 
 
 Exult 
 
 
 Done 
 
 Undone 
 
3* 
 
 Undone 
 
 UNCE. 
 Dunce 
 Ounce 
 
 UNCH 
 Bunch 
 Hunch 
 Punch 
 Lunch 
 Munch 
 
 UND. 
 Fund 
 
 And thePar-B runt 
 ticiples of thegi unt 
 Verbs in UN. Hu nt 
 
 A Dictionary of Rhymes. 
 
 Expunge 
 
 UNK. 
 Drunk 
 Funk 
 Punk 
 Slunk 
 Shrunk 
 Stunk 
 Sunk 
 Trunk 
 Monk 
 
 UNT. 
 
 Demur 
 
 Incur 
 
 Firr 
 
 Sir 
 
 Stir 
 
 Berth- 
 
 URB. 
 
 Curb 
 Difturb 
 
 URCH. 
 
 Church 
 
 Lurch 
 
 Birch 
 
 UNE. 
 June 
 Prune 
 Tune 
 Importune 
 Jejune 
 Untune 
 
 UNG. 
 Bung 
 Clung 
 Dung 
 Flung 
 Hung 
 Rung 
 Strung 
 Sung 
 Sprung 
 Slung 
 Stung 
 Lung 
 Swung 
 Wrung 
 Unfung 
 Young 
 Tongue 
 
 UNGE. 
 Plunge 
 Spunge 
 
 Runt 
 
 Grunt 
 Sprunt 
 Wont 
 
 Procure 
 
 Secure 
 
 Adjure 
 
 Calenture 
 
 Coverture 
 
 Epicure 
 
 Inveftiture 
 
 Forfeiture 
 
 Furniture 
 
 Miniature 
 
 Nouriture 
 
 Overture 
 
 Portraiture 
 
 Primogeniture 
 
 Sculpture 
 
 Temp'rature 
 
 UP. 
 
 Cup 
 Sup 
 Up 
 
 URD. 
 
 Curd URF. 
 
 Abfurd Turf 
 
 Bird Scurf 
 
 Word Turve 
 
 And the Par- 
 ticiples of the URGE. 
 Verbs in UR. Purge 
 Surge 
 
 UPT. 
 
 Abrupt 
 
 Corrupt 
 
 Interrupt 
 
 URE. 
 
 Cure 
 Dure 
 Lure 
 Pure 
 
 And the Par-Sure 
 ticiples of the Abjure 
 Verbs in UP. Allure 
 AiTure 
 
 UR. 
 
 Blur 
 
 Bur 
 
 Cur 
 
 Furr 
 
 Pur 
 
 Slur 
 
 Spur 
 
 Concur 
 
 Demure 
 
 Conjure 
 
 Endure 
 
 Enure 
 
 Infure 
 
 Immature 
 
 Immure 
 
 Manure 
 
 Mature 
 
 Obfcure 
 
 Urge 
 
 Scourge 
 
 Spurge 
 
 URK. 
 Lurk 
 Work 
 
 URL. 
 
 See 
 IRL. 
 
 Churl 
 
 Curl 
 
 Furl 
 
 Hurl 
 
 Purl 
 
 Uncurl 
 
 Unfurl 
 
 URN. 
 

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 URN. 
 
 US *r US 3. 
 
 Vigorous 
 
 and Third Per- 
 
 Burn 
 
 Bufs 
 
 Villanous 
 
 fon Prefent of 
 
 Churn 
 
 Thus 
 
 Adventurous 
 
 the Verbs in 
 
 Spurn 
 
 Incubus Adu'terous 
 
 EW. 
 
 Turn 
 
 Pufs 
 
 Ambiguous 
 
 
 Urn 
 
 Trufs 
 
 Blafphemous 
 
 U3H. 
 
 Return 
 
 Overplus 
 
 Dolorous 
 
 Blufh 
 
 Overturn 
 
 Us 
 
 Fortuitous 
 
 Brufh 
 
 Aturn 
 
 Difgufs 
 
 Gluttonous 
 
 Crufli 
 
 Sojourn 
 
 Amorous 
 
 Gratuitous 
 
 Hum 
 
 Adjourn 
 
 Boifterous 
 
 Incredulous 
 
 Guih 
 
 Rejourn 
 
 Clamorous 
 
 Leacherous 
 
 Flurn 
 
 
 Credulous 
 
 Libidinous 
 
 Plulh 
 
 URSE. 
 
 Dangerous 
 
 Magnanimous 
 
 Ruth 
 
 Curfe 
 
 Degenerous 
 
 Obftreperous 
 
 Bufti 
 
 Burfe 
 
 Emu'ous 
 
 Odoriferous 
 
 Pufh 
 
 Nurfe 
 
 Fabulous 
 
 Ponderous 
 
 Thrufh 
 
 Purfe 
 
 Frivolous 
 
 Ravenous 
 
 
 Accurfe 
 
 Generous 
 
 Rigorous 
 
 USK. 
 
 Disburfe 
 
 Hazardous 
 
 Slanderous 
 
 Busk 
 
 Imburfe 
 
 Idolatrous 
 
 Solicitous 
 
 Dusk 
 
 Re-imburfe 
 
 Infamous 
 
 Timorous 
 
 Husk 
 
 Worfe 
 
 Miraculous 
 
 Valorous 
 
 Musk 
 
 
 Mifchievous 
 
 Unanimous 
 
 Rusk 
 
 URST. 
 
 Mountainous 
 
 Calamitous 
 
 Titok 
 
 Curft 
 
 Mutinous 
 
 
 
 Burft 
 
 Necefiitous 
 
 USE. 
 
 UST. 
 
 Durft 
 
 Numerous 
 
 Chufe 
 
 Buft 
 
 Worft 
 
 Ominous 
 
 Mufe 
 
 Cruft 
 
 Firft 
 
 Perilous 
 
 Uie 
 
 Duft 
 
 Thirft 
 
 Poifonous 
 
 Abu r e • 
 
 Guft 
 
 Athirft 
 
 Populous 
 
 Accufe 
 
 Juft 
 
 Accurfe 
 
 Profperous 
 
 A mufe 
 
 Muft 
 
 
 Ridiculous 
 
 DifFufe 
 
 Luft 
 
 URT. 
 
 Riotous 
 
 Excufe 
 
 Ruft 
 
 Blurt 
 
 Ruinous 
 
 Infufe 
 
 Thruft 
 
 Flurt 
 
 Scandalous 
 
 Mifufe 
 
 Trait 
 
 Hurt 
 
 Scrupulous 
 
 Per ufe 
 
 Adult 
 
 Spurt 
 
 Scurrilous 
 
 Refufe 
 
 Adjuft 
 
 Dirt 
 
 Sedulous 
 
 Suffufe 
 
 Dilguft 
 
 Girt 
 
 Traiterous 
 
 Trans fufe 
 
 Diftruft 
 
 Skirt 
 
 Treacherous 
 
 Bruife 
 
 Intruit 
 
 Squirt 
 
 Tyrannous 
 
 And the PI 
 
 u-Miftruft 
 
 Shirt 
 
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 Unjni't 
 
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 A Dictionary of Rhyme s. 
 
 Utijuft 
 
 Englut 
 
 Compute 
 
 Proftirute 
 
 Jo ait 
 
 Abut 
 
 Confute 
 
 Refolute 
 
 And the Par- 
 
 Depute 
 
 Subftitute 
 
 ticiples 
 
 of the UTCH. 
 
 Dilute 
 
 
 Verbs in USS. Hutch 
 
 Difpute 
 
 Fruit 
 
 
 Clutch 
 
 Impute 
 
 Suit 
 
 But 
 
 Crutch 
 
 Pollute 
 
 Recruit 
 
 Cut 
 
 
 Refute 
 
 
 Glut 
 
 Much 
 
 Reoute 
 
 UX. 
 
 Gut 
 
 Such 
 
 Salute 
 
 Flux 
 
 Hut 
 
 Tuch 
 
 Abfolute 
 
 Reflux 
 
 Tut 
 
 Retouch 
 
 Attribute 
 
 And the Plu- 
 
 Nut 
 
 
 Conftitute 
 
 ral of theNouns 
 
 Put 
 
 UTB. 
 
 Dtftitute 
 
 and Third Per- 
 
 Shut 
 
 Brute 
 
 Ditiblute 
 
 fon Prefent of 
 
 Strut 
 
 Flute 
 
 Execute 
 
 the Verbs in 
 
 Rut 
 
 Lure 
 
 Inftitutt 
 
 UCK. 
 
 Scut 
 
 Mute 
 
 Jrrefolute 
 
 
 Slur 
 
 Sute 
 
 Perfecute 
 
 UZE.r/.USE. 
 
 Ensue 
 
 Acute 
 
 Profeeute 
 
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