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And annual taxes must fuffice

To see the bungler thus diftreft, The current blunders to disguise.

The very fishes (neer and jest : When his crude schemes in air are lost,

Ev'n gudgeons join in ridicule, And millions scarce defray the cost,

To mortify the meddling fool. His arrogance (nought undismay'd)

The clamorous watermen appear ; Trusting in self-sufficient aid,

Threats, curses, oaths, insult his ear : On other rocks misguides the realm,

Seiz'd, thrash'd, and chain’d, he's dragg'd to land; And thinks a pilot at the helm.

Derision shouts along the strand.
He ne'er suspects his want of skill,
But blunders on from ill to ill;

And, when he fails of all intent,
Blames only unforeseen event.

The Squire and bis Cur.—To a country Gentleman. Left you mistake the application,

The man of pure and simple heart The fable calls me to relation.

Through life disdains a double part : A bear of shag and manners rough,

He never needs the screen of lies, At climbing trees expert enough;

His inward bosom to disguise. For dext'rously, and safe from harm,

In vain malicious tongues assail; Year after year he robb’d the swarm.

Let envy snarl, let flander rail, Thus thriving on industrious toil,

From virtue's field (secure from wound) He glory'd in his pilfer'd spoil.

Their blunted venom'd shafts rebound. This trick so swellid him with conceit,

So shines his light before mankind, He thought no enterprize too great.

His actions prove his honest mind. Alike in sciences and arts,

If in his country's cause he rise, He boafted universal parts:

Debating fenates to advise, Pragmatic, busy, bustling, bold,

Unbrib'à, unaw'd, he dares impart His arrogance was uncontroul'd:

The honeft dictaces of his heart. And thus he made his party good,

No ministerial frown hc fears, And grew di&tator of the wood.

But in his virtue perseveres. The beasts, with admiration, stare,

But would you play the politician, And think him a prodigious bear.

Whose heart's averse to intuition, Were any common booty got,

Your lips at all times, nay, your reason, 'Twas his cach portion to allot :

Must be contrould by place and season. For why? he found there might be picking,

What statesman could his power support, Evin in the carving of a chicken.

Were lying tongues forbid the court? Intruding thus, he by degrees

Did princely ears to truth attend, Claim'd, too, the butcher's larger fees.

What minister could gain his end ? And now his over-weening pride

How could he raise his tools to place, In every province will preside,

And how his honest foes disgrace? No talk too difficult was found :

That politician tops his part, His blundering nose milleads the hound.

Who readily can lie with art : In Itratagem and subtie arts

The man's proficient in his trade; He over-rules the fox's parts.

His power is strong, his fortune's made. It chanc'd as, on a certain day,

By that the interelt of the throne Along the bank he took his way,

Is inade f.bfervient to his own : A boat, with rudder, fail, and oar,

By that, have kings of old, deluded, At anchor floated near the shore.

All their own friends for his excluded : He stopt, and, turning to his train,

By that, his selfish schemes pursuing, Thus pertly vents his vaunting Itrain.

He thrives upon the public ruin. “ What blundering puppies are mankind,

Antiochus *, with hardy pace, In every science always blind.

Provok'd the dangers of the chase ; I mock the pedantry of schools :

And, loft from all his menial train, What are their compasses and rules?

Travers’d the wood and pathless plain. From me that helm shall conduct learn,

A cortage lodg'd the royal guest; And man his ignorance difcern."

The Parthian clown brought forth his beft. So saying, with audacious pride,

The king unknown his fealt enjoy'd, He gains the boat, and climbs the fide.

And various chat the hours employ'd.
The beasts, astonish'd, line the strand :

From wine what sudden friendship springs!
The anchor's weigh’d; he drives from land: Frankly they talk'd of courts and kings.
The flack fail fhifts from side to side ;

“ We country-folks (the clown replies) The boat untrimm'd admits the tide.

Could ope our gracious monarch's cyes. Borne down, adrift, at random toft,

The king, (as all our neighbours say) His oar breaks short, the rudder's loft.

Might he (God bless him :) have his way, The bear, presuming in his skill,

Is found at heart, and means our good,
Is here and there officious till;

And he would do it if he could.
Till, striking on the dangerous sands,
Aground the shatter'd vefiel ftands.

+ Plutarch.


If truth in courts were not forbid,

Yap had his ear; and defamation Nor kings nor subjècts would be rid.

Gave him full scope of conversation. Were he in power, we need not doubt him; His sycophants matt be preferr'd; But, that transferr'd to those about him,

Room must be made for all his herd : On them he throws the regal cares;

Wherefore, to bring his schemes about, And what mind they? Their own affairs.

Old faithful servants all must out. li fuch rapacious hands he trust,

The cur on every creature flew The best of men may seem unjuft.

(As other great men's puppies do) From kings to coblers 'tis the fame;

Unless due court co hira were shown, Bad servants wound their master's fame.

And both their face and business known : In this our neighbours all agree :

N, horrelt tongue an audience found; Would the king knew as much as we?"

He worried all the tenants found; Here he stope short Repofe they fought, For why? he liv'd in constant fear, The peasant Nept, the monarch thought.

Left truth by chance should interfere. l'he caurtiers learn'd at early daw..,

If any stranger dar'd intrude, Where their lolt sovereign was withdrawn. The noisy cur his heels pursued. The guards' approach our holt alarms;

Now fierce with rage, now firuck with dread, With gaudy coats the cottage swarms.

At once hc fuarl’d, bit, and fed. Tne crown and purple robes they bring,

Aloof he bays, with bristling hair, And proftrate fall before the king,

And thus in secret growls his fear : The clown was call'd; the royal guest

" Who knows but truth, in this disguise, By due reward his thanks expreft.

May frustrate my belt-guarded lies? The king then, turning to the crowd,

Shoukl the (thus mask'd) admittance find, Who fawningly before him bow'd,

That very hour my ruin's fign'd." Thus spoke.“ Since, bent on private gain, Now, in his howi's continued sound, Your counsels firit mifled my reign,

Their words were lod, the voice was drown'd. Taught and inform'd by you alone,

Ever in awe of honest congues, No truth the royal car hath known,

Thus every day he train'd his lungs. Till here conversing : hence, ye crew ;

It happen'd, in ili-omen'd hour, For now I know myself and you."

That Yap. unmindful of his power, Whene'er the royal car's engroft,

Forfook his post, to love inclin'd; State-lies but little genius cost.

A favourite bitch was in the wind. The favourite then lecurely robe,

By her seduc'd in amorous play, And gleans a nation by his jobs.

They frisk'd the joyous hours away. Franker and bolder grown in ill,

Thus by untimely love parsuing, He daily poisons dares ioltil;

Like Antony he fought his ruin. And, as his present views fuggelt,

For now the squire, unvex'd with noise, loflames and to ths the royal brealti

An honeft neighbour's chat enjoys. Thus wicked ministers oppress,

“ Be free, (says he ;) your mind impart ;! When oft the monarch means redress.

I love a friendly open hearts
Would kinge their private lubjects hear, Methinks my tenants fhun my gate ;
A minifter niuft talk with fear;

Why such a ftranger grown of late ?
If honety oppos'd his views,

Pray tell me what offence they find : He dar'd not innocence accuse:

'Tis plain they're not so well inclin'd." Twould keep him in such narrow bound,

" Turn off your cur (the farmer crics) He could not right and wrong confound.

Who feeds your ear with daily lies. Happy were kings, could they difclose

His snarling infolence offends; Their real friends and real foes!

'Tis he that keep« you from your friends. Were both themselves and subjects koowa, Were but that faucy puppy checkt, A monarch's will might be his own.

You'd find again the same respect. Had he the use of ears and eyes,

Hear only him, he'll swear it too, Kaaves would no more be counted wise.

That all our hatred is to you. But then a minister might lose

But learn from us your true estate; (Hard case :) his own ambitious views.

'Tis cbat curs'd cur alone we hate." When such as these have vex'd a Itate,

The fquite heard truth. Now Yap rush'd in; Pursued by universal hate,

The wide hall echoes with his din; Their fallé support at once hath faild,

Yet truth prevaii'd; and, with disgrace,
And persevering truth prevail'd.

The dog was cudgeld out of place.
Expos'd, their train of fraud is seen ;
Truth will at last remove the screen.

A country squire, by whim dire&ted,

The Countryman and Jupiter.
The true ftaunch dogs of chase negleded.
Beneath his board no hound was fed :

Ilis hand ne'er ftroak'd the spaniel's head.
A Inappith car, alone carest,

Have you a friend (look round and spy)
By lies had banith'd all the reste

S, fond, fa prepakels'd as I ?

Your faults, so obvious to mankind,

“ Speak out your wants, then, honest friend! My partial eyes could never find.

Unjust complaints the gods offend, When by the breath of fortune blown,

If you repine at partial fate, Your airy castles were o’erthrown,

Inltruc me what could mend your state. Have I been ever prone to blame,

Mankind in every station fee. Or mortify'd your hours with shame?

What with you tell me what you'd be." Was í e'er known to damp your spirit,

So faid, upborne upon a cloud, Or twit you with the want of merit ?

The clown survey'd the anxious crowd. 'Tis not so strange that fortune's frown

“ Yon' face of carc, (says Jove,) behold, Still perseveres to keep you down.

His bulky bags are filld with gold. Look round, and see what others do.

See with what joy he counts it o'er! Would you be rich and honest too?

That sum to-day hath (well'd his store." Have you (like those the rais’d to place) “ Were I that man, (the peasant cry'd) Been opportunely mean and base?

What blessing could I aik beside ?" Have you (as times requir'd) resign'd

“ Hold, (lays the god ;) first learn to know Truth, honour, virtue, peace of mind?

True happiness from outward show. If these are scruples, give her o'er ;

This optic glass of intuition Write, practise morals, and be poor.

Here, take it, view his true condition.”
The gifts of fortune truly rate,

He look'd, and saw the miser's breast
Then tell me what would mend your state. A troubled ocean, ne'er at reft;
If happiness on wealth were built,

Want ever stares him in the face,
Rich rogues might comfort find in guilt.

And fear anticipates disgrace: Às grows the miser's hoarded fore,

With conscious guilt he saw him start ; His fears, his wants, increase the more.

Extortion gnaws his throbbing heart; Think, Gay, what ne'er may be the case) And never, or in thought or dream, Should fortune take you into grace,

His breast admits one happy gleam. Would that your happiness augment ?

“ May Jove, (he cries,) reject my prayer, What can she give beyond content?

And guard my life from guilt and carc: Suppose yourself a wealthy heir,

My soul abhors that wretch's face. With a vast annual income clear!

O keep me in my humble state ! In all the affluence you possess,

But see, amidst a gawdy crowd, You might not feel one care the less.

Yon' minister fo gay and proud;
Might you not then (like others) find

On him what happiness atrends,
With change of fortune change of mind; Who thus rewards his grateful friends!
Perhaps, profuse beyond all rule,

“ Pirat take the glals, (the god replies ;) You might start out a glaring fool;

Man views the world with partial eyes." Your luxury might break all bounds:

“ Good gods ! (exclaims the startled wight) Plate, table, horses, stewards, hounds,

Defend me from this hideous fight :
Might swell your debts : then, luft of play Corruption with corrofive smart
No regal income can defray.

Lics cankering on his guilty heart :
Sunk is all credit, writs assail,

I see him with polluted hand And doom your future life to jail.

Spread the contagion o'er the land. Or, were you dignify'd with power,

Now avarice with insatiate jaws, Would that avert one pensive hour ?

Now rapine with her harpy claws, You might give avarice its swing,

His bosom tears. His conscious brealt Defraud a nation, blind a king:

Groans with a load of crimes opprest. Then, from the hireling in your cause

See him, mad and drunk with power, Though daily fed with false applause,

Stand tottering on ambition's tower. Could it a real joy impare?

Sometimes, in speeches vain and proud, Great guilt knew never joy at heart.

His boalts insult the nether crowd; Is happiness your point in view ?

Now, seiz'd with giddiness and fear, (I mean th' intrinsic and the true)

He trembles left his fall is near.". She nor in camps or courts resides,

“ Was ever wretch like this! (he crics ;) Nr in the humble cottage hides;

Such misery in such disguise. Yet found alike in every Sphere;

The change, o Jove: I disavow; Whe finds content, will find her there.

Still be my lot the spade and plough." O'erspent with toil, beneath the shade,

He next, confirmi'd by speculation, A peasant risted on his spade.

Rejects the lawyer's occupation; * Good gods : (he cries,) 'tis hard to bear For he the statesman seem'd in part, This load of life from year to year!

And bore similitude of heart. Soon as the morning Itreaks the skies,

Nor did the foldier's trade inflame Industrious labour bids me rise :

His hopes with thirst of spoil and fame. With sweat l'earn my homely fare,

The miseries of war he mourn'd; And every day renews my care."

Whole nations into deserts turn'd. Jove heard the discontented itrain,

By these have laws and rights been bray'd, And thus rebuk'd the murmuring (vain. By these was free-bora man cnflar'd:


When battles and invasion cease,

Each, aiming at one common end, Why swarm they in the lands of peace ?

Proves to the whole a needful friend. Such change (says he) may I decline ;

Thus, born each other's useful aid, The scythe and civil arms be mine!"

By turns are obligations paid. Thus, weighing life in each condition,

The monarch, when his table's spread, The clown withdrew his raih petition.

Is to the clown oblig'd for bread; When thus the god; “ How mortals err! And, when in all his glory drest, If you true happiness prefer,

Owes to the loom his royal vel. *Tis to no rank of life confin'd,

Do not the mason's toil and care Bue dwells in every honest mind.

Protect him from th' inclement air? Be justice, then, your sole pursuit :

Does not the cutler's art supply Plant virtue, and content's the fruit."

The ornament that guards his thigh? So Jove, to gratify the clown,

All these, in duty to the throne, Where first he found him, let him down.

Their common obligations own.

'Tis he (his own and people's cause) FABLE VIII.

Protects their properties and laws.
Tbe Man, tbe Cat, the Dog, and the Fly..

Thus they their honeft toil employ,
And with content the fruits enjoy.
In every rank, or great or small,

'Tis industry supports us all. Hail, happy land! whose fertile grounde

The animals, by want oppress'd, The liquid fence of Neptune bounds;

To man their lervices address'd: By bounteous nature set apart,

While each pursu'd their felbfh good, The seat of industry and art !

They hunger'd for precarious food : O Britain! chosen port of trade, .

Their hours with anxious cares were vext; May luxury ne'er thy fons irivade!

One day they fed, and starv'd the next : May never minister (intent

They saw that plenty, sure and rife, His private treasures to augment)

Was found alone in social life; Corrupt thy state! If jealous foes

That mutual industry profess'd, Thy rights of commerce dare oppose,

The various wants of man redress'd. Shall not thy fleets their rapine awe?

The cat, half familh’d, lean and weak, Who is't prescribes the ocean law?

Demands the privilege to speak. Whenever neighbouring states contend,

“ Well, puis, (says man) and what can you 'Tis thine to be the general friend.

To benefit the public do?". What is't who rules in other lands?

The cat replies, “ These tecth, these claws, On trade alone thy glory stands;

With vigilance shall serve the cause, That benefit is unconfin'd,

The mouse destroy'd by my pursuit, Diffufing good among mankind :

No longer thall your feasts pollute; That firit gave luftre to thy reigns,

Nor rats, from tightly ambuscade, And scatter'd plenty o'er thy plains :

Wich wasteful teeth your stores invade.". 'Tis that alone thy wealth supplies,

“ i grant, says mar:, to general use And draws all Europe's envious eyes.

Your parts and talents may conduce ; Be commerce, then, thy sole design;

For rats and mice purloin our grain, Keep that, and all the world is thine,

And threshers whirl the flail in vain : When naval traffic ploughs the main,

Thus shall the cat, a foc to spoil, Who shares not in the mercliant's gain?

Protec! the farmer's honeft toil.”. 'Tis that supports the regal state,

Then turning to the dog, he cry'd, And makes the farmer's heart elate:

“ Well, sir, be next your merits try'd." The numerous flocks that clothe the land

“ Sir, (says the dog,) by self-applause Can Scarce fupply the loom's demand;

We seem to own a friendless caule. Prolific calcure glads the fields,

Ask those who know me, if diftrust And the bare heath a harvest yields.

E'er found me :reacherous or unjust ? Nature expects mankind Mould share

Did I e'er faith or friendship break?
The duties of the public care.

Ask all those creatures; let them speak.
Who's born for both: * To some we find My vigilance and trusty zeal
The ploughshare's annual coil alliga'd:

Perhaps might serve the public weal.
Some at the founding anvil glow ;

Might not your flocks in safety feed, Some the (wift-fliding shuttle throw;

Were I to guard the Beecy breed ? bome, studious of the wind and tide,

Did I the nightly watches keep;' From pole to pole our commerce guide :

Could thieves invade you while you sleep? Some (taught by industry) impare

The man replics. “ 'Tis just and right; With hands and feet the works of art;

Rewards such service should requite. While fome, of genius more refin'd,

So rare, in property, we find With head and tongue allift mankind.

Trust uncorrupt anong mankind,

That, taken in a public vicw, * Barrow

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Euch meíits áll reward transcend :

Does justice or the client's fenfe Be then my comrade and my friend."

Teach lawyers either lide's defence! Addrelling now the dy : " From you

The see gives el quence and spirit; What public service can accrue?"

That only is the client's merit. « From me! (the fluttering insect faid)

Does art, wit, wisdom, or address, I thought you koew me better bred.

Obtain the profitute's caress? Sir, I'm a gentleman. Is't fit

The guinca (as in other trades) That I to indultry submit?

From every hand alike persuades. Let mean mechanics, to be fed,

Man, fcripture says, is prone to evil; By buliness earn ignoble bread;

But docs that vindicate the devil? Lot in excess of daily joys,

Besides, the more mankind are prone, No thought, no care, my life annoys.

The less the devil's parts are howa. At noon (the lady's matin hour)

Corruption's not of modern date; I lip the cca's delicious flower,

It hath been try'd in every fate; On cates lururiously I dine,

Great knaves of old their power have fenc'd; And drink the fragrance of the vine.

By places, penfious. bribes dispens'd; Studious of clegance and ease,

By these they glory'd in succefs, Myself alone 1 seek to please.”

And impudeatly dar'd oppress; The man his pert conceit derides,

By these despoticly they lway'd, And thus the useless concomb chides:

And Naves extoll'd the hand that ray'd; “ Hence, from that peach, that downy feat ; Nor parts nor genius were employ'd, No idle fool deserves to cat.

By these alone were realms defroy'd. Could you have sapp'd the blushing rind,

Now Sec these wretches in disgrace, And on that pulp ambrosial din'd ;

Stripe of their tieasures, power, and place; Had not some hand, with skill and toil,

View them abandon'd and forlorn, To raise the tree, prepar'd the soil ?

Expos'd to such reproach and seorn. Congder, foi, what would ensue,

What now is all your pride, your boat? Were all such worthless things as you.

Where are your Naves, your flattering host! You'd soon be forc'd (by hunger stung)

What tongues now feed you with applause ? To make your dirty meals on dung,

Where are the champions of your cause ? On which such despicable need,

Now ev'n that very fawning crain, Uspitied, is reduc'd to feed.

Which thar'd the gleamirgs of your gain, Bclces, vain selfish infect, learn,

Press foremost who shall first accofe (If you can right and wrong difcern)

Your selfish jobs, your palery views, That he who, with industrious zeal,

Your narrow schemes, your breach of trust, Contributes to the public weal,

And want of talents to be just. By adding to the common good,

What fools were these amidst their power! His own hath rightly understood."

How thoughtless of their adverse hour ! So saying, with a sudden blow

What fricods were made ? A hireling herd, He laid the noxious vagrant low.

For temporary votes preferr'd. Crush'd in his luxury and pride,

Was it chefe fycophants to get, The spunger on the public dy'd.

Your bounty (well'd a nation's '. bt?

You're bit : for those, like Swils, attend;

No longer pay, no longer friend.
The Jackall, Leopard, and other Beafls.

The lion is (boyond dispute)

Allow'd the mot majestic brute;

His valvur and his generous mind

Prove him fuperior of his-kind: Igeant corruption (ways mankind;

Yet to jackalis (as 'tis averrid) That intereft, coo, perverts the mind;

Some lions have their power transferr'd; That bribes have blinded common sense,

As if the parts of pimps and spies Foil'd reason, truth, and eloquence :

To govern forests could fuffice. I grant you, too, our presenc crimes

Once, studious of his private good, Can equal those of former times.

A proud jackall opprefe'd the wood; Against plain facts shall I engage,

To cram his own insatiate jaws, To vindicate our righteous age?

Invaded property and laws. I know that in a modern filt

The forest groans with discontent, Bribes in full energy subGt.

fresh wrongs the general hate foment. Since then, these arguments prevail,

The spreading murmurs reach'd his car; And itching palms are Oill lo frail,

His secret hours were vex'd with fear. Hence politicians, you suggelt,

Night after night he weighs the case, Should drive the nail that goes the best ;

And feels the terrors of disgrace. That it shows parts and penetration,

“ By friends (says he) I'll guard my fcat, To ply men with the right temptation,

By those malicious tongues defeat; To this I humbly mult diflcnt,

I'll Arengthen power by new allies, Prening no reficcion's meant.

And all my clamorous foes despise."

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