'Thence sure a choir employ'd to teach Virtue, might ancient Reverence reach, 2 If those at Westminster so well In hymns; accordant notes the while He who first sought, in times remote, 1 Sortilegis non discrepuit sententia Delphis. Carmine qui tragico vilem certavit ob hircum, Mox etiam agrestes Satyros nudavit, et asper Incolumi gravitate jocum tentavit, eo quod Illecebris erat et gratâ novitate morandus Spectator, functusque sacris, et potus, et exlex. 1 But should Reflection timely move The sober critic to approve, Chancing such mingled works to see, The parts would so be found to agree, With gravity, and verse with prose, Some humble mansion, should debase Nor, his familiar manners shewn, 2 No vice of Tragedy is worse Than language mean, in prose or verse: 'Verum ita risores, ita commendare dicaces Aut, dum vitat humum, nubes et inania captat. 'As coy reserve the modest maid Shews in the sportive masquerade; * So conscious dignity is seen Though boors jest round her, in her mien. 'I would not, though two styles I mix, Dramatic bards, on language fix Too common, nor my end but half Of character, between the address * Ut festis matrona moveri jussa diebus, Ut nihil intersit & Davusne loquatur, et audax Of If awe of rule the spirit damp poets, and their genius cramp; Following the example which our stage Has furnish'd in a former age, Even they could such productions boast, 2 As bards, by Science prompted most, Might strive to equal, and yet fail: 'So much may works, howe'er attack'd * Their language should distinguish clowns From those of lofty birth in towns. Such, nor does midnight courtship suit, " Nor love-songs warbled to the lute; 'Ex noto fictum carmen sequar: ut sibi quivis Speret idem; sudet multum, frustraque laboret Ausus idem: tantum series juncturaque pollet: 3 Tantum de medio sumptis accedit honoris. 4 * Sylvis deducti caveant, me judice, Fauni, Ne velut innati triviis, ac pene forenses, › Aut nimium teneris juvenentur versibus unquam, 'Yet with low ribaldry to excite A roar of laughter, marks not quite The bard, less diligent a pack Of bawlers, as their nuts they crack 'Than minds, true merit taught to seize. Yet, rather than suppose that art Gives not a grace to every part, Learn, that Correctness should adorn Even metre, nor can merit`scorn. Two syllables, the short first put, Unite in the Iambic foot (Long thus entitled) which, too oft Repeated, though its flow is soft, 'Aut immunda crepent ignominiosaque dicta. Offenduntur enim, quibus est equus, et pater et res; Nec, si quid fricti ciceris probat et nucis emptor, Equis accipiunt animis, donantve coronâ. + Syllaba longa brevi subjecta, vocatur Iambus, Pes citus: unde etiam trimetris accrescere jussit Nomen Iambeis, cum senos redderit ictus. |