Shouts answ'ring shouts, from Kent and Essex roar, IV. Now pass we Gravesend with a friendly wind, 25 I see his chimney smoke, and hear him say, ས. Come in, my friends, here shall ye dine and lie, For I have still some dozens of champaign : He waves his hand to bring us back in vain; For now I see proud London's spires; Greenwich is lost, and Deptford dock retires. VI. Oh, what a concourse swarms on yonder key! 30 35 40 45 I hear the voice of trumpet and hautboy.No, now I see them near-oh, these are they Who come in crowds to welcome thee from Troy. Hail to the bard whom long as lost we mourn'd, Of goodly dames, and courteous knights, I view By no court-badge distinguish'd from the rest : As Arthur grave, as soft as woman kind. VIII. 50 55 60 What lady's that, to whom he gently bends? IX. I see two lovely sisters, hand in hand, The fair-hair'd Martha, and Teresa brown; Madge Bellenden, the tallest of the land; And smiling Mary, soft and fair as down. NOTES. 65 Ver. 57. As Arthur grave, &c.] This person is mentioned in the Epistle to Arbuthnot, v. 23: "Arthur whose giddy son neglects the laws, Imputes to me, and my damn'd works, the cause!" Ver. 62. The sweet-tongu'd Murray,] The present Lord Mansfield. Yonder I see the cheerful Dutchess stand, For friendship, zeal, and blithsome humours, known: Whence that loud shout in such a hearty strain? X. See next the decent Scudamore advance, 70 74 With her perhaps Miss Howe came there by chance, XI. But now behold the female band retire, And the shrill music of their voice is still'd! With hand judicious, like thy Homer skill'd. XII. See generous Burlington, with goodly Bruce (But Bruce comes wafted in a soft sedan), NOTES. 80 85 90 Ver. 78. Santlow, fam'd for dance ;] She afterward married Booth the player. Mrs. Bicknell, the actress, is mentioned either in the Spectator or Tatler, with applause. Dan Prior next, belov'd by every muse, And friendly Congreve, unreproachful man! (Oxford by Cunningham hath sent excuse) 95 See hearty Watkins comes with cup and can; And Lewis, who has never friend forsaken; And Laughton whisp'ring asks-Is Troy town taken? XIII. Earl Warwick comes, of free and honest mind; guis'd: Ah why, sweet St. John, cannot I thee find? St. John for every social virtue priz'd.Alas! to foreign climates he's confin'd, 100 Or else to see thee here I well surmis'd: Thou too, my Swift, dost breathe Boeotian air; When wilt thou bring back wit and humour here? XIV. Harcourt I see for eloquence renown'd, Another Simon, like as straw to straw. 105 How Lansdown smiles, with lasting laurel crown'd! What mitred prelate there commands our awe? See Rochester approving nods his head, And ranks one modern with the mighty dead. 111 NOTES. Ver. 112. See Rochester approving nods his head,] So in the Epistle to Dr. Arbuthnot: "Ev'n mitr'd Rochester would nod the head." XV. Carlton and Chandois thy arrival grace; 115 And shews his heart the seat where virtue stays. Ned Blount advances next, with busy pace, In haste, but saunt'ring, hearty in his ways: I see the friendly Carylls come by dozens, Their wives, their uncles, daughters, sons, and cou sins. XVI. 120 Arbuthnot there I see, in physic's art, As Galen learn'd, or famed Hippocrate; Who could (were mankind lost) anew create: 125 NOTES. Ver. 126. Kneller amid, &c.] This is no more than a compliment to the vanity of Sir Godfrey, which Pope and other wits were always putting to the strongest trials. "Sir Godfrey," says Pope, "I believe if God Almighty had had your assistance, the world would have been formed more perfect." "Fore God," says Kneller, "I believe so." He was frequently (as Mr. Walpole observes) very free and singular in his conversation on religion. This adulation of Pope, Addison, Prior, &c. appears to have heightened his natural absurdities, as he had not discernment enough to discover that they were only soothing him to paint for them gratis, or diverting themselves at the expense of his cre |