224 the most ornamented, with ease. For the rest, his harmony and strength of numbers, his force and splendour of colouring, his gravity and sublimity of sentiment, would have rather led him to another model. Nor was his temper less unlike that of Horace, than his talents. What Horace would only smile at, Mr. Pope would treat with the grave severity of Persius: and what Mr. Pope would strike with the caustic lightning of Juvenal, Horace would content himself in turning into ridicule. If it be asked then, why he took any body at all to imitate, he has informed us in his Advertisement: To which we may add, that this sort of Imitations, which are of the nature of Parodies, adds reflected grace and splendour on original wit. Besides, he deemed it more modest to give the name of Imitations to his Satires, than, like Despreaux, to give the name of Satires to Imitations. SATIRE I. TO MR. FORTESCUE. P.THERE are (I scarce can think it, but am told) and free, 5 HORATIUS. TREBATIUS. HORATIUS. SUNT quibus in Satira videar nimis acer, et ultra Quid faciam ? præscribe. NOTES. Trebati, Ver. 3. Scarce to wise Peter-Chartres] It has been commonly observed of the English, that a Rogue never goes to the Gallows without the pity of the Spectators, and their parting curses on the rigour of the Laws that brought him thither; and this has been as commonly ascribed to the good nature of the people. But it a mistake. The true cause is their hatred and envy of power. Their compassion for Dunces and Scoundrels (when exposed by great writers to public contempt, either in justice to the age, or in vindication of their own Characters) has the same source. They cover their envy to a superior Genius, in lamenting the severity of his Pen. F. I'd write no more. P. Not write? but then I think, And for my soul I cannot sleep a wink. I nod in company, I wake at night, Fools rush into my head, and so I write. F. You could not do a worse thing for your life. 15 Why, if the nights seem tedious-take a wife: fOr rather truly, if your point be rest, Lettuce and cowslip wine; Probatum est. But talk with Celsus, Celsus will advise Hartshorn, or something that shall close your eyes. 20 Or, if you needs must write, write Cæsar's Praise, hYou'll gain at least a Knighthood, or the Bays. Transnanto Tiberim, somno quibus est opus alto; Praemia laturus. NOTES. Ver. 7. Tim'rous by nature, of the rich in awe,] The delicacy of this does not so much lie in the ironical application of it to himself, as in his seriously characterising the Person for whose advice he applies. Ver. 11. Not write? etc.] He has omitted the most humorous part of the answer. Peream male, si non and has lost the grace, by not imitating the conciseness, of verum nequeo dormire. For conciseness, when it is clear (as in this place) gives the highest grace to elegance of expression-But what follows is as much above the Original, as this falls short of it. P. What? like Sir Richard, rumbling, rough, and fierce, With ARMS, and GEORGE, and BRUNSWICK crowd the verse, Rend with tremendous sound your ears asunder, 25 With Gun, Drum, Trumpet, Blunderbuss, and Thunder? H. Cupidum, pater optime, vires Deficiunt: ineque enim quivis horrentia pilis Agmina, nec fracta pereuntes cuspide Gallos, Aut labentis equo describat vulnera Parthi. T. Attamen et justum poteras et scribere fortem, Scipiadam ut sapiens Lucilius. H. Haud mihi deero, Cum res ipsa feret: 'nisi dextro tempore, Flacci NOTES. Ver. 23. What? like Sir Richard, etc.] Mr. Molyneux, a great Mathematician and Philosopher, had a high opinion of Sir Richard Blackmore's poetic vein. "All our English poets, except Milton, (says he, in a letter to Mr. Locke,) have been mere ballad-makers in comparison of him.". And Mr. Locke, in answer to this observation, replies, "I find with pleasure, a strange harmony throughout, between your thoughts and mine." Just so a Roman Lawyer, and a Greek Historian, thought of the poetry of Cicero. But these being judgments made by men out of their own profession, are little regarded. And Pope and Juvenal will make Blackmore and Tully pass for Poetasters to the world's end. Ver. 28. falling Horse?] The horse on which his Majesty charged at the battle of Oudenard; when the Pretender, and the Princes of the blood of France, fled before him. And justly Cæsar scorns the Poet's lays, F.m Better be Cibber, I'll maintain it still, P. What should ail them? F. A hundred smart in Timon and in Balaam: P. Each mortal has his pleasure: none deny 35 40 45 50 Verba per attentam non ibunt Caesaris aurem : NOTES. Ver. 39. Abuse the City's best good men in metre,] The best good Man, a City phrase for the richest. Metre-not used here purely to help the verse, but to shew what it is a citizen esteems the greatest aggravation of the offence. Ver. 41. what should ail them?] Horace hints at one reason, that each fears his own turn may be next; his imitator gives another, and with more art, a reason which insinuates that his very lenity, in using feigned names, increases the number of his enemies. Ver. 50. Like to all else, as one Egg to another.] This has neither the justness nor elegance of,-ovo prognatus eodem. For |