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To Dr. Delany, occafioned by his Epifle to
bis Excellency John Lord Carteret.
Written in the Year 1729.
ELUDED mortals, whom the great
Chuse for companions tete à tete;
and he are cup and cann :
Suppose my lord and you alone, Hint the least int’rest of your own; His visage drops, he knits his brow, He cannot talk of bus'nefs now : Or mention but a vacant post, He'll turn it off with, name your toast : Nor could the nicest artist paint A countenance with more constraint.
For, as their appetites to quench
Thus Congreve spent in writing plays, And one poor office, half his days : While Montague, * who claim'd the station To be Mecænas of the nation,
For poets open table kept,
Thus Steele, who own’d what others writ, And Aourish’d by imputed wit, From perils of a hundred jails Withdrew to starve, and die in Wales.
Thus Gay, the I hare with many friends, Twice feven long years the court attends : Who under tales conveying truth, To virtue form’d a princely 3 youth: Who paid his courtship with the croud As far as modes pride allow’d;
I see his fables.
duke of Cumberland, fecond His royal highness William fon 'of George II. K 2
Rejects a servile user's place,
Thus Addison, by lords carest,
Hail, happy Pope! whose gen'rous mind Deteting all the statesman kind, Contemning courts, at courts unseen, Rcfuisd the visits of a queen. A foul with ev'ry virtue fraught, By Jages, priests, or poets taught ; Whefe filial piety excels Whatever Grecion Pory tells; A genius for all stations fit, Whose inearresi talent is his wit ;
* For some account of this, ter XXVI. See also verses to fee Fape's works pulline by Mr. Gay in the subsequent Nir. I arburton, Vel. 11. Let- part of this volume.
His heart too great, though fortune little,
True politicians only pay
Besides, your patron may upbraid ye, That
you have got a place already ;