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Awed, on my bended knees I fell,

Received the weapons of the sky; And dipp'd them in the sable well,

The fount of fame or infamy.

“ What well? what weapon? (Flavia cries).

A standish, steel and golden pen!
It came from Bertrand's, not the skies ;
I
gave

it

you to write again.

15

“ But, friend, take heed whom you attack;

You'll bring a house (I mean of peers) Red, blue, and green, nay, white and black, L-- and all, about your ears.

20

“ You'd write as smooth again on glass,

And run, on ivory, so glib, As not to stick at fool or ass,

Nor stop at flattery or fib.

25

Athenian queen! and sober charms !

I tell ye, fool, there's nothing in't : 'Tis Venus, Venus gives these arms;

In Dryden's Virgil see the print.

NOTES.

and suppressed. This affair occasioned this little beautiful poem, to which it alludes throughout, but more especially in the four last stanzas.

Warburton. Ver. 15. Bertrand's,] A famous toy-shop at Bath.

Warburton. Ver. 23. fool or ass,] The Dunciad.

Warburton. Ver. 24. Flattery or fib.] The Epistle to Dr. Arbuthnot.

Warburton. VOL. VI.

2 F

· Come, if you'll be a quiet soul,

That dares tell neither truth nor lies, 30
I'll list you in the harmless roll
Of those that sing of these poor eyes.

NOTES.
Ver. 27. these arms ;] Such toys being the usual

presents from lovers to their mistresses.

Warburton. Ver. 28. see the print.] When she delivers Æneas a suit of heavenly armour.

Warburton. Ver. 30. neither truth nor lies,] i. e. If you have neither the courage to write Satire, nor the application to attempt an Epic poem. He was then meditating on such a work. Warburton.

Ver. 32. Of those that sing of these poor cyes.] Among the many swains who sung of these poor eyes," was Lord Chesterfield, in his well known ballad :

“When Fanny, blooming fair,

First met my ravish'd sight,
Struck with her face and air,

I gazed with strange delight.” This beautiful Lady was fourth daughter of Earl Ferrers, who had at that time a house at Twickenham. Notwithstanding her numerous admirers, she died at Bath, unmarried, in the year 1762. At Clarendon Park, near Salisbury, the seat of her sister's son, Henry Bathurst, esq. there is a full length painting, by Sir Godfrey Kneller ; and if she was as handsome as she is there represented, Lord Chesterfield's passionate address might be easily accounted for. The writer of this note had looked at it for some time with admiration, without knowing whose portrait it was, when the hospitable and benevolent owner of the mansion said, “ That is the celebrated Fanny blooming fair.” Her sister, married to Mr. Bathurst's father, is painted at full length in the same room.

Lady Frances is dressed in a Turkish habit, probably introduced by Lady M. W. Montagu to England at the time, as she lived at Twickenham. The dress is beautiful, and gives great effect to the attitude and countenance. The sketch of Earl Ferrers' house and gardens is in the back ground.

Bowles.

I shall here present the Reader with a valuable literary curiosity, a Fragment of an unpublished Satire of Pope, intitled, One THOUSAND SEVEN HUNDRED AND FORTY; communicated to me by the kindness of the learned and worthy Dr. Wilson, formerly fellow and librarian of Trinity College, Dublin; who speaks of the Fragment in the following terms:

“This poem I transcribed from a rough draft in Pope's own hand. He left many blanks for fear of the Argus eye of those, who, if they cannot find, can fabricate treason; yet, spite of his precaution, it fell into the hands of his enemies. To the hieroglyphics, there are direct allusions, I think in some of the notes on the Dunciad. It was lent me by a grandson of Lord Chetwynd, an intimate friend of the famous Lord Bolingbroke, who gratified his curiosity by a boxful of the rubbish and sweepings of Pope's study, whose executor he was, in conjunction with Lord Marchmont.”

Warton,

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A POEM.

(The Notes by Mr. Bowles.)

O WRETCHED 'B---, jealous now of all,
What God, what mortal, shall prevent thy fall ?
Turn, turn thy eyes from wicked men in place,
And see what succour from the patriot race.

C--,, his own proud dupe, thinks monarchs things
Made just for him, as other fools for kings;
Controls, decides, insults thee every hour,
And antedates the hatred due to power.

Through clouds of passion P --'s views are clear; He foams a patriot to subside a peer ;

10 Impatient sees his country bought and sold, And damns the market where he takes no gold.

Ver. 1. O wretched B-..] There is no doubt but that this interesting fragment was the beginning of the very Satire to which Warburton alludes in the last poem.

Pope was afraid to go on in his career of personal acrimony. Paul Whitehead, having thrown out an indecent sarcasm against Dr. Sherlock, was threatened with a prosecution. This was meant as a hint to Pope ; and it is very plain his satiric progress was interrupted, for his alarm evidently appears. In this poem, (which certainly was part of his plan, as a continuation of the Epilogue,) he seems,

“ Willing to wound, and yet afraid to strike.I have added some explanatory names.

a Britain.

b Cobham.

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