The last, not least in honour or applause, Then, blessing all, “ Go, children of my care! 580 All my commands are easy, short, and full: My sons! be proud, be selfish, and be dull. Guard my prerogative, assert my throne: This nod confirms each privilege your own. The cap and switch be sacred to his grace: 585 With staff and pumps the marquis leads the race; From stage to stage the licens'd earl may run, Pair’d with his fellow-charioteer, the sun; The learned baron butterflies design, Or draw to silk Arachne's subtile line; 590 The judge to dance his brother serjeant call; The senator at cricket urge the ball; The bishop, stow (pontific luxury!)" An hundred souls of turkeys in a pye; The sturdy squires to Gallic masters stoop, 595 And drown his lands and manors in a soup. Others import yet nobler arts from France, Teach kings to fiddle, and make senates dance. Perhaps more high some daring son may soar, Proud to my list to add one monarch more; GOO And nobly-conscious, princes are but things Born for first ministers, as slaves for kings, Tyrant supreme! shall three estates coinmand, And maks one mighty Dunciad of the land !" More she had spoke, but yawn'd-All nature nods: What mortal can resist the yawn of gods? 600 Churches and chapels instantly it reach'd; (St. James's first, for leaden G- preach'd) Then catch'd the schools; the hall scarce kept awake; The convocation gap'd, but could not speak: 610 Lost was the nation's sense, nor could be found, Wbile the long solemn unison went round: Wide, and more wide, it spread o'er all the realm : Ev'n Palinurus nodded at the helm : The vapour mild o'er each coinmittec crept; 615 Unfinislı'd treaties in each office slept; And chiefless armies doz'd out the campaign; O Muse! relate, (for you can tell alone, 626 In vain, in vain-the all-composing hour Resistless falls: the Muse obeys the pow'r. She comes! she comes! the sable throne behold Of Night primeval, and of Chaos old! 630 Before her, fancy's gilded clouds decay, And all its varying rainbows die away. Wit shoots in vain its momentary fires, The meteor drops, and in a flash expires. As one by one, at dread Medea's strain, 695 The sickening stars fade off th’ ethereal plain; As Argus' eyes, by Hermes' wand opprest, Clos'd one by one to everlasting rest; Thus at her felt approach, and secret might, Art after art goes out, and all is night. 640 See skulking Truth to her old cavern fled, Mountains of casuistry heap'd o'er her head! Philosophy, that lean’d on Heav'n before, Shrinks to her second cause, and is no more. Physic of metaphysic begs defence, 645 And metaphysic calls for aid on sense! See mystery to mathematics fly! In vain? they gaze, turn giddy, rave, and die. Religion, blushing, veils her sacred fires, And unawares Morality expires. 630 Nor public flame, nor private, dares to shine; Nor human spark is left, nor glimpse divine! LQ! thy dread empire, Chaos! is restor’d; Light dies before thy uncreating word: Thy hand, great Anarch! lets the curtain fall; 655 And universal darkness buries all. OP PERSONS AND MATTERS Celebrated in THIS POEM AND NOTES. De Foe, Norton, ii. 415. De Lyra, or Harpsfield, i. 153. Dennis, John, i. 106. ii. 239. iii. 173. D'Urfey, iii. 146. Dutchmen, ii. 405. iii. 51. Douglas, iv. 394. Eusden, Laurence, Poet Lau- reate, i. 104., Eliza Haywood, ii. 157, &c. Fleckno, Richard, ii, 2. Faustus, Dr. iii. 233. French Cooks, iv. 553. Goode, Barn. iii. 153, Goths, iii. 90. Gazetteers, i. 215. ii. 314. 575, I Tolland, Philemon, i. 154. Hcarne, Thomas, iii. 185. Horneck, Philip, iii. 152. Haywood, Eliza, ii. 157, &c. Henley, John, the Orator, ii. 2, 425. ii. 199, &c. Huns, iii. 9o. Harpsfeld, i. 153. Hays, iv. 560. James I. iv. 176. Jansen, a Gamester, iv. 326. Knight, Robert, iv. 561. Kuster, iv. 237. Roome, Edward, iii. 152. Ridley, Thomas, iii. 327. Roper, Abel, ii, 149. Rich, iii. 261. Shadwell, Thomas, i. 240. iii. 29. Scholiasts, iv. 232. Silenus, iv. 492. Tate, i. 105, 238. Theobald, or Tibbald, i. 133, 286. Tutchin, John, ii. 148. Toland, John, ii. 399. iii. 212. Taylor, John, the Water-Poet, iii. 19. Vandals, iii. 86. Walpole, [late Sir Robert] praised by our Author, ii. 314. Withers, George, i. 296. Ward, Edw. i. 233. iii. 34. Whitefield, ibid. Warner, Thomas, ii, 125. Wilkins, ibid. Woolston, Thomas, iii. 212. Wormius, iii. 188. Wasse, iv. 237. Walker, hat-bearer to Bentley, iv, 206, 273. 88 SECOND VOLUME. Page 5 66 77 91 92 93 96 97 ib. 99 104 105 108 · 106 . MISCELLANIES, 115 127 130 132 133 134 135 136 . |