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This place (quoth she) they say 's inchanted,
And with delinquent fpirits haunted,
That here are tyd in chains, and scourg'd,
Until their guilty crimes be purg'd:
Look, there are two of them appear,
Like persons I have seen somewhere.
Some have mistaken blocks and posts
For fpectres, apparitions, ghosts,
With faucer - eyes, and horns; and some
Have heard the devil beat a drum;
But if our eyes are not false glasses,
That give a wrong account of faces,
That beard and I should be acquainted,
Before 'twas conjur'd and inchanted;
For tho' it be disfigur'd somewhat,
As if't had lately been in combat,
It did belong to a worthy Knight,
Howe'er this goblin is come by't.


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S. B. I. $. 148. Sein Lodenraub, The Rape of the Lock, in vier Gesången, hatte, wie Boileau's Lui trin, eine zufällige und an sich unwichtige Veranlassung, nämlich die etwas weit getriebene Galanterie eines jungen Lord Petre, der eine Haarlocke der Miß Arabella fermor abgeschnitten und erbeutet hatte. Zur Schlichtung des dadurch entstandnen Zwiftes wurde Pope son seinem Freunde Caryl aufgefordert, den Vorfall zum Inhalte eines komischen Gedichts zu machen; und sowohl dieser Zweck, als rein Gedicht selbst gelang ihm vollkommen. mit Recht nennte es Addison merum fal; denn es übertrifft gewiß an Witz und Eleganz alle die ältern und neuern Vers suche, die man je in dieser oder einer dhnlichen scherzhafs ten Gattung gemacht hat. Auch die Einführung der Sols phen, als Maschinen, war eine überaus glückliche Idee, wozu ihm, wie bekannt, der Comte de Gabalis des Abber Villars Gelegenheit gab. Warton's geschmackvolle Zers gliederung der großen Schönheiten dieses Gedichts (Eslay on Pope, Vol. I. p. 226 ff. u. Uebers. S. 196 ff.) ift sehr lesenswürdig. Auch vergleiche man Dr. Johnson in pos pe's Leben, (Lives, Vol. IV. p. 186 ff.) wo er sein urs theil über den Lodenraub gleich mit folgenden Wor: ten einleitet: To the praises which have been accumulated on The Rape of the Lock by readers of every class, from the critick to the waiting - maid, it is difficult to inake any addition. Of that which is universally allowed to be the most attractive of all ludicrous compositions, let it rather be now enquired, from what sources the power of pleasing is dirived. Und hievon findet er den Grund vors nehmlich darin, daß pope in diesem Gedichte die beiden wirksamsten Sträfte eines Schriftstellers in sehr hohem Grade gedussert habe, das Neue auf eine gewöhnliche, und das Gemdhnliche auf eine neue Art zu behandeln.

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Canto III.

Close by those meads, for ever crown'd with

flow'rs, Where Thames with pride surveys his rising

There stands a structure of majestic frame,
Which from the neighb'ring Hampton takes its

Here Britain's statesmen oft the fall foredoom
Of foreign tyrants, and of nymphs at home;
Here thou, great ANNA! whom three realms -

Doft sometimes counsel take and sometimes ten.

Hither the heroes and the nymphs refort,
To taste a while the pleasures of a court;
In various talk th' instructive hours they past,
Who gave the ball, or paid the visit last;
One speaks the glory of the British Queen,
And one describes a charming Indian screen;
A third interprets motions, looks, and eyes;
At ev'ry word a reputation dies.
Snuff, or the fan, supply each pause of chat,
With singing, laughing, ogling, and all that.

Meanwhile, declining from the noon of day
The fun obliquely shoots his burning ray;
The hungry judges foon the sentence fign,
And wretches hang, that jurymen may dine;
The merchant from th' exchange returns in peace,
And the long labours of the toilet cease.
Belinda now, whom thirst of fame invites,
Burns to encounter two advent'rous knights,
At Ombre, fingly to decide their doom;



And swells her breast with conquests yet to come.
Straight the three bands prepare in arms to join,
Each band the number of the sacred nine.
Soon as the spreads her hand, th' aëral guard
Descend, and fit on each important card:
First Ariel perch'd upon a Matadore,
Then each according to the rank they bore;
For fylphs, yet mindful of their ancient race,
Are, as when women, wondrous fond of place.

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Behold, four kings in majesty rever'd,
With hoary whiskers and a forky beard;
And four fair queens, whose hands sustain

Th’expressive emblem of their softer pow'r;
Four knaves in garbs succinct, a trusty band;
Caps on their heads, and halberts in their hand;
And party-colour'd troops, a shining train,
Draw forth to combat on the velvet plain.

The skilful nymph reviews her force with


Let Spades be trumps ! she said, and trumps they


Now move to war her fable Matadores,
In fhow like leaders of the swarthy Moors.
Spadillio first, unconquerable Lord!
Led off two captive trumps, and swept the boarde
As many more Manillio forc'd to yield,
And march'd a victor from the verdant field.
Him Basto follow'd; but, his fate more hard,
Gain'd but one trump and one plebeian card,
With his broad sabre next, a chief in years,
The hoary majesty of Spades appears,
Puts forth one manly leg, to fight reveald,
The rest his many-colourd robe conceal'd.
The rebel knave, who dares his prince engage,
Proves the just vi&tim of his royal rage.
Ev'n mighty Pam, that kings and queens o'er-



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And mow'd down armies in the fights of La,
Sad chance of war! now destitute of aid,
Falls undistinguish'd by the victor Spade!

Thus far both armies to Belinda yield;
Now to the Baron Fate inclines the field.
His warlike Amazon her host invades,
Th'imperial confort of the crown of Spades.
The Club's black tyrant first her victim dy'd,
Spite of his haughty mien, and barb'rous pride:
What boots the regal circle on his liead,
His giant limbs in state unwieldy spread ; .

That long behind he trails his pompous robe,
And, of all monarchs, only grasps the globe?

The Baron now his Dimonds pours apace;
Th' embroider'd king, who shews but half his

And his refulgent queen, with pow'rs combin'd,
Of broken troops an easy conqueft find.

Clubs, Di'monds, Hearts, in wild disorder seen,
With throngs promiscuous strow the level green.
Thus when dispers'd a routed army runs,
Of Alio's troops, and Afric's fable fons,
With like confufion diff'rent nations fly,
Of various habit, and of various dye,
The pierc'd battalions disunited fail,
In heaps on heaps; one fate o'erwhelms them all.

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The knave of Di'monds tries his wily arts,
And wins (o shameful chance!) the queen of

At this, the blood the virgin's cheek forfook,
A livid paleness spreads o'er all her look;
She sees, and treinbles at th' approaching ill,
Just in the jaws of rain, and Codille.
And now (as oft in some distemper'd.ftate)
On one nice trick depends the gen'ral fate.
An ace of Hearts steps forth: the king unseeen
Lurk'd in her hand, and mournd his captive queen:


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