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A. Guard what you say; the patriotic tribe Will sneer and charge you with a bribe.-B. A

bribe? The worth of his three kingdoms I defy, To lure me to the baseness of a lie: And, of all lies, (be that one poet's boast) The lie that flatters I abhor the most. Those arts be theirs, who hate his gentle reign, But he that loves him has no need to feign. A. Your smooth eulogium to one crown ad

dressid, Seems to imply a censure on the rest.

B. Quevedo, as he tells his sober tale, Ask', when in Hell, to see the royal jail; Approv'd their method in all other things: But where, good sir, do you confine your kings? There—said his guide-the group is full in view. Indeed ?- replied the don—there are but few. His black interpreter the charge disdain'dFew, fellow?—there are all that ever reign’d. Wit, undistinguishing, is apt to strike The guilty and not guilty both alike: I grant the sarcasm is too severe, And we can readily refute it here;

TABLE TALK.

While Alfred's name, the father of his age,
And the Sixth Edward's grace th’ historic page.

A. Kings then at last have but the lot of all:
By their own conduct they must stand or fall.

B. True. While they live the courtly laureat pays His quitrent ode, his peppercorn of praise; . And many a dunce, whose fingers itch to write, Adds, as he can, his tributary mite: A subject's faults a subject may proclaim, A monarch’s errors are forbidden game! Thus free from censure, overaw'd by fear, And prais’d for virtues, that they scorn to wear, The fleeting forms of majesty engage Respect, while stalking o'er life's narrow stage; Then leave their crimes for history to scan, And ask with busy scorn, Was this the man?

I pity kings, whom Worship waits upon Obsequious from the cradle to the throne; Before whose infant eyes the flatt'rer bows, And binds a wreath about their baby brows; Whom Education stiffens into state, And Death awakens from that dream too late. Oh! if Servility with supple knees, Whose trade it is to smile, to crouch, to pleas

swath Disimulation, skil'd to grace
sil's purpose with at angeľs face;
rabag peereses, and simp'ring peers,
kemiyasing his throne a few short years;
He git carriage and the pamper'd steed,
had wants no driving, and disdains the lead;
ganda, mechanically form'd in ranks,
asig, at beat of drum, their martial pranks,
baling and standing as if stuck to stone,

lesandescending majesty looks on;
Humareby consist in such base things,
ering, I say again, I pity kings!

To be suspected, thwarted, and withstood, sa when he labours for his country's good; li a band, call'd patriot for no cause,

Bothat they catch at popular applause, beredes of all th' anxiety he feels, tok disappointment on the public wheels; Fred all their flippant fluency of tongue, Most confident, when palpably most wrong lithis be kingly, then farewell for me 1 kingship; and may I be poor and free!

To be the Table Talk of clubs up stairs,
To which th’ unwash'd artificer repairs,

'smooth Dissimulation, skill'd to grace devil's purpose with an angel's face; smiling peeresses, and simp’ring peers, ncompassing his throne a few short years; 'the gilt carriage and the pamper'd steed, hat wants no driving, and disdains the lead; guards, mechanically form'd in ranks, laying, at beat of drum, their martial pranks, hould'ring and standing as if stuck to stone, Vhile condescending majesty looks on; f' monarchy consistin such base things, ighing, I say again, I pity kings!

To be suspected, thwarted, and withstood, 'v'n when he labours for his country's good;

o see a band, call’d patriot for no cause, But that they catch at popular applause, Careless of all th' anxiety he feels, look disappointment on the public wheels; Vith all their Aippant fluency of tongue, Most confident, when palpably most wrong f this be kingly, then farewell for me All kingship; and may I be poor and free!

To be the Table Talk of clubs up stairs, To which th' unwash'd artificer repairs,

TABLE TALK.

T indulge his genius after long fatigue,
By diving into cabinet intrigue;
(For what kings deem a toil, as well they may,
To him is relaxation and mere play)
To win no praise when well-wrought plans prevail,
But to be rudely censur'd when they fail;
To doubt the love his fav'rites may pretend,
And in reality to find no friend;
If he indulge a cultivated taste,
His gall’ries with the works of art well grac'd,
To hear it call’d extravagance and waste;
If these attendants, and if such as these,
Must follow royalty, then welcome ease;
However humble and confin'd the sphere,
Happy the state that has not these to fear.
A. Thus men, whose thoughts contemplative

have dwelt
On situations, that they never felt,
Start up sagacious, cover'd with the dust
Of dreaming study and pedantic rust,
And prate and preach about what others prove,
As if the world and they were hand and glove.
Leave kingly backs to cope with kingly cares;
They have their weight to carry, subjects theirs;

se d all men, ever least regret
brezing tasces and the nation's debt.

you contrive the payrrent, and rehearse
y eighty plaz, oracular, in verse,
Stand, howe'er majestic, old or new,
vald laika my fix'd attention more than you.
2 Not Brindley nor Bridgewater would essay
ituen the course of Helicon that way;
he would the Nine consent the sacred tide
said perel amidst the traffic of Cheapside,
triakle in Change Alley, to amuse
kathern cars of stock-jobbers and Jews.
. Fovchsafe, at least, to pitch the key of rhyme
irkungs more pertinent, if less sublime.
Tha ministers and ministerial arts;
fadists, who love good places at their hearts;
Vua admirals, extolld for standing still,
Ardoing nothing with a deal of skill;
Bismipals, who will not conquer when they may,

Ita friends to peace, to pleasure, and good pay;
Men Freedom, wounded almost to despair,
Abougl Discontent alone can find out where;
When themes like these employ the poet's tongue,
Obear as mute as if a syren sung.

Poets, of all men, ever least regret
Increasing taxes and the nation's debt.
Could you contrive the payment, and rehearse
The mighty plan, oracular, in verse,
No bard, howe'er majestic, old or new,
Should claim my fix'd attention more than you.

B. Not Brindley nor Bridgewater would essay
To turn the course of Helicon that way;
Nor would the Nine consent the sacred tide
Should purl amidst the traffic of Cheapside,
Or tinkle in 'Change Alley, to amuse
The leathern ears of stock-jobbers and Jews.

A. Vouchsafe, at least, to pitch the key of rhyme To things more pertinent, if less sublime. When ministers and ministerial arts; Patriots, who love good places at their hearts; When admirals, extolld for standing still, Or doing nothing with a deal of skill; Gen’rals, who will not conquer when they may, Firm friends to peace, to pleasure, and good pay; When Freedom, wounded almost to despair, Though Discontent alone can find out where; When themes like these employ the poet's tongue, I hear as mute as if a syren sung.

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