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Think on the mischiess which from hence have

sprung! It arms with curses dire the wrathful tongue; Foul scandal to the lying lip affords, 95

And prompts the mem'ry with injurious words.
O where is wisdom when by this o'erpower'd?
The state is censur'd, and the maid deflower'd!
And wilt thou still, O Squire, brew ale so strong I
Hear then the dictates of prophetic song. 100

Methinks I see him in his hall appear,
Where the long table floats in clammy beer,
'Midst mugs and glasses shatter'd o'er the floor,
Dead-drunk, his servile crew supinely snore;
Triumphant o'er the prostrate brutes he stands,
The mighty bumper trembles in his hands;
Boldly he drinks, and, ]ike his glorious Sires,
In copious gulps of potent ale expires.

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6n The Sett1ng UP MR. Butier's MonuMent IN WESTMINSTER-ABBEY.

BY SAMUEL WESLEY.*

Vi^h Ile Butler, needy wretch! was yet alive,

No gen'rous patron would a dinner give:

See him, when starv'd to death and turn'd to dust,

Presented with a monumental bust!

The poet's fate is here in emblem shown, |

He aflc'd for bread, and he receiv'd a stone.

EPIGRAM, FROM THE GREEK.
BY THE SAME.

A Blooming youth lies buried here,
Euphemius, to his country dear:
Nature adorn'd his mind and face
With ev'ry muse, and ev'ry grace:
About the marriage state to prove, 5

But Death had quicker wings than Love.

* Bom 1650; dyed 1739.

THE INVITATION.

fcY WILLIAM HINCHLIFFE.*

\J Come, Lavinia, lovely maid,

Said Dibnj stretch'd at ease, Beneath the walnut's fragrant made, A sweet retreat! by nature made With elegance to please. j

O leave the court's deceitful glAre,

Loath'd pageantry and pride; Come taste our solid pleasures here, Which angels need not blush to share, And with bless'd men divide. lo

What raptures were it in these bow'rs,

Fair virgin* chaste and wise, With thee to lose the learned hours, And note the beauties in these flowers, Conceal'd front vulgar eyes! 15

For thee my gaudy garden blooms,

And richly colour'd glows; Above the pomp of royal rooms, Or purpled works of Persian looms, Proud palaces disclose. 20

* Btrn 1692; dyed 1749.

Tot. I. Y

Haste, nymph, nor let me sigh in vain*

Each Grace attends on thee; Exalt my bliss, and point my strain, For Love and Truth are of thy train,

Content and Harmony.

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TH1

BASTARD

tNSCRIBED, WITH ALL DUE REVERENCE, TO

MRS. BRETT,
ONCE COUNTESS OF MACCLESFtELD.

BY RICHARD SAVAGE.*

Decet hac dan dona novertam. Ov. Met.

In gayer hours, when high my fancy ran,
The muse, exulting, thus her lay began.

Blest be the Bastard's birth! thro' wond'rous
ways,
He shines eccentric like a comet's blaze!
No sickly fruit of saint compliance He! J

He! stampt in nature's mint of ecstasy!
He lives to build, not boast a generous race:
No tenth transmitter of a foolish face.
His daring hope, no sire's example bounds;
His sirst-born lights, no prejudice confounds. 10

* Born 1698; dyed 174J.

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