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Garth.

Mount Athos shakes the forefts on his brow,
Whilst down his wounded fides fresh torrents

flow,
And leaves and limbs of trees o’erspread the vale

below.

But now, all order lost promiscuous blows
Confus'diy fall; perplex'd the battle grows.
From Stentor's *) arm a messy opiat flies,
And straight a deadly sleep clos'd Carus' eyes.
At Colon

**) great Sertorius buckthorn flung
Who with fierce gripes, like those of death, was

stung;
But with a dauntless and disdainful mien
Hurld back steel pills, and hit him on the spleen.
Chiron ***) attack'd Thaltibius with such might,
One pass had paunch'd the huge hydropic knight,
Who straight retreated to evade the wound,
But in a flood of apožem was drown'd.
This Psylas t) saw, and to the victor said,
„Thou shalt not long survive th'unwieldy dead;
„Thy fate shall follow:“ to confirm it, swore
By th' image of Priapus, which he bore;
And rais'd an eagle-stone tt), invoking loud
An Cynthia, leaning o'er a silver cloud.

„Great queen of night and empress of the feas!
„If faithful to thy midnight myfteries,
If ftill observant of my early vows,
These hands have eas'd the mourning matron's

throes,
Direct this rais'd avenging arm aright;
So may loud cymbals aid thy lab'ring light.“

He

) Dr. Goodall againft Dr. Tyfon.
**) Dr. Birch
***) Dr. Gill against Dr. Ridley.
st) Dr. Chamberlain.
++) See Pliny,

He said, and let the pond'rous fragment fly
At Chiron, but learn'd Hermes put it by.

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Tho' the haranguing god survey'd the war,
That day the Muses' sons were not his care.
Two friends, adepts, the Trismegists by name,
Alike their features and alike their flame,
As fimpling near fair Tweed each sung by turn,
The lift'ning river would neglect his urn.
Those lives they faild to rescue by their skill,
Their Muse *) could make immortal with her

quill;
But learn'd inquiries after Nature's state,
Diffolv'd the league, and kindled a debate.
The one for lofty labours fruitful known,
Fill'd magazines with volumes of his own:
At his once favour'd friend a tome he threw
That from his birth had slept unseen till now;
Stunn'd with the blow the batter'd bard retir'd,
Sunk down, and in a fimile expir’d.

And now the cohorts shake, the legions ply,
The yielding flanks confess the victory.
Stentor undaunted still, with noble rage
Sprung thro' the battle Querpo to engage.
Fierce was the onset, the dispute was great;
Both could not vanquish, neither would retreat;
Each combatant his adversary mauls,
With batter'd bed. pans and stay'd urinals.
On Stentor's creft the useful crystal breaks,
And tears of amber gutter'd down his cheeks;
But whilst the champion, as late rumours tell,
Design'd a sure decisive stroke, he fell;
And

as the victor hov'ring o'er him stood,
With arms extended thus the suppliant su'd:

When honour's lost, 'tis a relief to die; , Death’s but a sure retreat from infamy:

„But

*) See Tasso,

Garth.

But to the lost if pity might be shown,
„Reflect on young Querpoïdes thy son;
Then pity mine, for such an infant grace
Smiles in his eyes, and Aatters in his face;
If he was near, compassion he'd create,
„Or else lament his wretched parent's fate.
„Thine is the glory, and the field is thine;
To thee lov'd Dispens'ry *) I resign.

K

At'this the vi&tors own such ecstasies,
As Memphian priests if their Ofiris fneeze,
Or champions with Olympic clangor fir’d,
Or fimp’ring prudes with sprightly Nantz inspir'd;
Or sultans rais'd from dungeons to a crown;
Or fasting zealots when the sermon's done.

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A while the chief the deadly stroke declin'd,
And found compassion pleading in his mind,
But whilft he view'd with pity the distrest,
He spy'd Signetur **) writ upon his breast;
Then t'wards the skies he tofs'd his threat'ning

head,
And, fir’d with more than mortal fury, said:

Sooner than I'll from vow'd revenge defift,
„His Holiness shall turn a Quietist,
Jansenius and the Jesuits agree,
, The Inquisition wink at herefy,

Warm convocations own the church secure, „And more consult her doctrine than her pow'r.“

With that he drew a lancet in his rage,
To puncture the still supplicating sage;
But while' his thoughts that fatal stroke decree,
Apollo interpos'd in form of fee:

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*) See the allusion, Virg. Aen.
**) Those members of the College that observe a late:

statute are called by the apothecaries Signesar men.

The chief great Paean's golden tresses knew;
He own'd the god, and his rais'd arm withdrew.

Garth.

Thus often at the Temple - stairs we've seen
Two Tritons, of a rough athletic mien,
Sourly dispute some quarrel of the flood,
With knuckles bruis'd and face besmeard in blood,
But at the first appearance of a fare
Both quit the fray, and to their oars repair.

The hero so his enterprise recalls,
His fift unclinches, and the weapon falls.

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Zacarid

Zachar i å.

Weit glücklicher war er im komischen, als in ernsthaf ten Heldengedichte; und man hat ihm die Einführung dies rer Gattung in unsre neuere Poesie yu verdanken. Pope war darin vornehmlich rein Muster, das er aber freilich nicht ganz erreichte. Doch feblte es ihm gewiß nicht an feiner satorischer Laune, an treffender Beobachtung und Charakterzeichnung, an Erfindung, und Leichtigkeit des poetischen Vortrages. Sein Xenomist, in fechs Gesåns gen, würde mehr gefallen, wenn die Sphäre der Handlung minder freñid und auf Ort und Zeit beschränkt, das Wun: derbare nicht zu gehåuft, und die Darstellung nicht oft zu niedrig wäre. Mehr Poesie herrscht in den. Verwandluns gen. Der Phaeton und das Schnupftuch find wohl uns freitig die vorzüglichften; so, wie die Lagosiade, iurs ner in der bålle, und vollends herzynia, die unbedeus tendsten von den zu zahlreichen komischen Epopden dieses Dichters. Man vergleiche über sie Dusch’s Briefe zur Hildung des Geschmacks, B. VI. Br. XV, wo dem Schnupftuche der Vorzug gegeben, und der Inhalt dess felben, mit einer Auszuge der sch&aften Stellen, dargelegt wird. Die Rede ift von einen Schnupftuche, welches ein junger Graf einem Fräulein geraubt, und das Kammers mädchen dieser legtern wieder zurückgefodert hat.

Das Schnupftuch; Ges. III.

8 hatte kaum Charmant *) das braune Haar

erbaut, Und das Toppee geprüft, die Locken überschaut; Alls noch einmal der Graf mit finftrer Stirne fragte:

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*) Ein Sniphe, der fich, in Abwesenheit des Stammers

dieneri den jungen Grafen zu frisiren erbietet, da er zur Frau von Lins kommen soll.

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