Exiguo gratoque fruaris tempore raptim.

'Pauperies immunda procul procul abfit: ego, utrum

Nave ferar magna an parva; ferar unus et idem.

Non agimur tumidis velis Aquilone fecundo:

Non tamen adverfis aetatem ducimus Auftris.

Viribus, ingenio, fpecie, virtute, loco, re,

Extremi primorum, extremis ufque priores.

• Non es avarus: abi. quid? caetera jam fimul ifto

Cum vitio fugere? caret tibi pectus inani

Ambitione? caret mortis formidine et ira?

Somnia, terrores magicos, miracula, fagas,

Nocturnos lemures, portentaque Theffala rides ?

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VER. 312. Survey both worlds,] It is obfervable with what fobriety he has corrected the licentiousness of his Original, which made the expectation of another world a part of that fuperfti

Glad, like a Boy, to fnatch the firft good day,
And pleas'd, if fordid want be far away.

f What is't to me (a paffenger God wot)
Whether my veffel be first-rate or not?
The Ship itself may make a better figure,
But I that fail, am neither less nor bigger.
I neither strut with ev'ry fav'ring breath,
Nor strive with all the tempest in my teeth.
In pow'r, wit, figure, virtue, fortune, plac'd
Behind the foremost, and before the last.

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300

8" But why all this of Av'rice? I have none." I wish you joy, Sir, of a Tyrant gone; But does no other lord it at this hour,

305.

As wild and mad? the Avarice of pow'r ?
Does neither Rage inflame, nor Fear appall?
Not the black fear of death, that faddens all?
With terrors round, can Reason hold her throne,
Despise the known, nor tremble at th' unknown?
Survey both worlds, intrepid and entire,
In fpight of witches, devils, dreams, and fire?
Pleas'd to look forward, pleas'd to look behind,

And count each birth-day with a grateful mind?

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tion, he would explode; whereas his Imitator is only for removing the false terrors from the world of spirits, such as the diablerie of witchcraft and purgatory.

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Natales grate numeras? ignofcis amicis?

Lenior et melior fis accedente fenecta ?

Quid te exemta levat spinis de pluribus una ?

1 Vivere fi recte nefcis, decede peritis.

Lufifti fatis, edifti fatis, atque bibisti:

Tempus abire tibi eft: ne potum largius aequo

Rideat, et pulset lafciva decentius aetas.

Has life no fourness, drawn so near its end? 316 Can'ft thou endure a foe, forgive a friend?

Has age

but melted the rough parts away,

As winter-fruits grow mild e'er they decay?

Or will you think, my friend, your business done,' When, of a hundred thorns, you pull out one? h Learn to live well, or fairly make

your will; You've play'd, and lov'd, and eat, and drank your

fill:

Walk fober off; before a sprightlier age

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Comes titt'ring on, and shoves you from the stage: Leave fuch to trifle with more grace and eafe, Whom Folly pleases, and whofe Follies please.

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