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Now he begs Verfe, and what he gets commends,
So fome coarse Country Wench, almost decay'd, 15
Thought wondrous honeft, tho' of mean degree,
In a tranflated Suit, then tries the Town,
And in four Months a batter'd Harridan,
To Mr. JOHN MOORE,
Now nothing left, but wither'd, pale, and shrunk, 25 To bawd for others, and go share with Punk.
ow much, egregious Moore, are we Deceiv'd by fhews and forms! Whate'er we think, whate'er we fee, All Humankind are Worms.
AUTHOR of the celebrated WORM
Man is a very Worm by birth,
Vile, reptile, weak, and vain! A while he crawls upon the earth, Then shrinks to earth again. That Woman is a Worm, we find
E'er fince our Grandame's evil; She first convers'd with her own kind, That ancient Worm, the Devil.
The Learn'd themselves we Book-worms name,
Is aptly term'd a Glow-worm :
The Fops are painted Butterflies,
First from a Worm they take their rise,
The Flatterer an Earwig grows;
Thus Worms fuit all conditions;
That Statesmen have the Worm, is seen
Their Confcience is a Worm within,
Ah Moore! thy fkill were well employ'd,
If thou could't make the Courtier void
O learned Friend of Abchurch-Lane,
Since Worms fhall eat ev'n thee.
Our Fate thou only can'ft adjourn
SONG, by a Perfon of Quality.
Written in the Year 1733.
FLUTT'RING fpread thy purple Pinions,
Mourn'd Adonis, darling Youth:
Cynthia, tune harmonious Numbers;
Gloomy Pluto, King of Terrors,
Arm'd in adamantine Chains, Lead me to the Crystal Mirrors, Wat'ring foft Elyfian Plains.
Mournful Cypress, verdant Willow,
VIII. Thus when Philomela, drooping, Softly feeks her filent Mate, See the Bird of Juno stooping; Melody refigns to Fate.
On a certain LADY at COURT..
I KNOW the thing that's most uncommon;
I know a reasonable Woman,
Not warp'd by Paffion, aw'd by Rumour,
"Has she no faults then (Envy fays) Sir?"
On his GROTTO at Twickenham,
MARBLES, SPARS, GEMS, ORES, and
THOU who fhalt stop, where Thames' translucent
Shines a broad Mirror thro' the shadowy Cave;
After ver. 6. in the MS.
You fee that Ifland's wealth, where, only free,
i. e. Britain is the only place on the globe which feels not Tyranny even to its very entrails. Alluding to the condemnation of Criminals to the Mines, one of the inflictions of civil justice in most Countries. The thought was exceeding natural and proper in this place, where the Poet was defcribing a Grotto incrufted and adorned with all forts of Minerals, collected, by the means of commerce, from the four quarters of the Globe.
VER. 11. Where British fighs from dying Wyndham ftole,] In his MS. it was thus,
To Wyndham's breaft the patriot paffions stole,
which made the whole allude to a certain Anecdote of not much confequence to any but the parties concerned.
On bis Grotto.] The improving and finishing his Grotto was the favourite amusement of his declining Years; and the beauty of his poetic genius, in the difpofition and ornaments of this romantic recefs, appears to as much advantage as in his best contrived Poems.
VER. 9. Egerian Grott,] Alluding to Numa's projecting his fyftem of Politics in this Grott, affifted, as he gave out, by the Goddefs geria.