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Expos'd, their train of fraud is seen;

FABLE VII.
Truth will at lait remove the screen.
A Country 'squire, by wbiin directed,

THE COUNTRYMAN AND JUPITER.'
The true staunch dogs of chace neglected.
Beneath his hoard no hound was fud: 115

To Myself.
His hand ne'er stroak'd the spaniel's head.
A nappiin Cur, alone careft,

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friend (look round and fry) By lies had banith'd all the rest. Yap bad his ear; and defamation

Your faults, so obvious to mankind,
Gave him full scope of conversation, 120 My partial eyes could never find!
His sycophants must be preferr d ;

When by the breath of Fortune blown,
Room inuft be made for all his herd :

Your airy caftles were oʻerthrown, Where 'ore, to bring his schemes about,

Have I been ever prone to blame, Old faithful servants all must out.

Or mortify'd your hours with thame? The Cur on every creature few

Was I e'er known to damp your spirit, ( 45 other great men's puppies do),

Or twit you with the want of merit? Unless due court to him were shown,

"Tis not fo ftrange that Fortune's frown And both their face and business known:

Still perseveres to keep you down. No honeft tongue an audience found;

Look round, and see what other; rlo. He worried all the tenants round;

130 Would you be rich and lioneft too? For why? he liv'd in constant fear,

Have you (like those she raisd to place) Left truth by chance fhould interfere,

Been opportunely mean and base ? If any stranger dar'd intrude,

Have you (as tiones requird) refign'd
The noisy Cur his heels pursued.

Truth, honour, virtue, peace of iniud ?
Now fierce with rage, now ftruck with dread, 135 If these are scruples, give her o’er ;
At once he Inarl’d, bit, and Hed.

Write, practice morals, and be poor.
Aloof he bays, with brittling hair,

The gifts of Fortune truly rate, And thus in secret growls his fear :

Then tell me what would mend your state. « Who knows but Truth, in this disguise, If happiness on wealth were built. My frustrate my beat-guarded-lyes? 140 Rich rogues might comfort find in guilt. Should the (thus maik'l) admittance find, As grows the miser's hoarded store, ur my ruin's ign'd."

His fears, his wants, increase the more. Now, in his howl's continued sound,

Think, Gay, (what ne'er may be the cale) Their words were lott, the voice was drown'd. Should Fortune take you into grace, Ever in awe of honeft tongues,

145 Would that your happiness augment? Thus every day he strain'd his lunga.

What can shę give beyond content? It happen'd in ill-omen'd hour,

Suppose yourself a wealthy heir, That Yap, unmindful of his power,

With a vast annual income clear ! Forsook his post, to love inclin'd;

In all the affiuence you posress, A favourite bitch was in the wind.

150 You might not feel one care the less. By her seduc'd, in amorous play,

Might you not then (like others) find They frik'd the joyous hours away.

With change of fortune change of mind ? Thus by untimely love pursuing,

Perhaps, profuse beyond all rule, Like Aatony he fought his ruin.

You ight start out a glaring fool; For now the 'squire, unvex'd with noise, 155 Your luxury night brea's all bounds : An honeft neighbour's chat enjoys.

Plate, table, horses, stewards, hounds, « Be free, says he; your mind impart;

Might swell your debts: then, luft of play I love a friendly open heart,

No regal income can defray. Methinks my tenants Thun my gate ;

Sunk is all credit, writs affail, Why such a stranger grown of late ? 160 And doom your future life to gaol. Pray tell me what offence they find,

Or, were you dignity'! with power, 'Tis plain they're not so well inclin'd.”

Would that avert one pensive hour? “ Turn off your Cur (the Farmer cries) You might give avarice its swing, Who feeds your ear with daily lyes.

Defraud a nation, blind a king : His snarling infolence offends :

165 Then, from the hireling in your cause 'Tis he that keeps you from your friends.

Though daily fed with false applause, Were but that faucy puppy checkt,

Could it a real joy impart? You'd find again the same respect,

Grcat guilt knew never joy at heart. Hear only him, he'll fwear it too,

Is happiness your point in view ? That all our hatred is to you.

190 (I mean th’intrinsic and the true) But learn froin us your true ellate;

She nor in camps or courts rendles, 'Tis that curs'd Cur alone we hate.”

Nor in the humble cottage hides ; The '3quire heard Trut!.. Now Yap rush'din ; | Yet found alike in every sphere; The wide hall echoes with his din;

Who finds content will find her there, Yet Truth prevaild; and, with disgrace, 175 O'erspent witle toil, beneath the shade, The dog was cudged out of place.

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«Good Gods! he cries, 'tis hard to beax He next, confirmed by speculation, 125 This load of life from year to year!

Rejects the lawyer's occupation ; Soon as the morning streaks the skies,

For he the statesman seemd in part, Industrious Labour bids me rise ;

And bore lumilitude of heart. With sweat I earn my bomely fare,

65 | Nor did the foldier's trade infiame And every day renews my care."

His hopes with thirst of fpo l'adfame. Igo Jove heard time discontented ilrain,

The miseries of war he mourn'd; And thus rebuk'd the murmuring fwain.

Whole nations into deferts turn'd. « Speak out your wants, then, honest Friend : “ By there have laws agd rights been bray'd; Unjust complaints the gods offend,

Yo By there was free-born man enslav'd : If you repine at partial Fate,

When battles and invasion ecase,

135 Infiruet me what could mend your ftate.

Why fwarm they in the lands of peace ? Mankind in every station fee.

Such change (says he) miay I decline ; What wilh you? tell me what you'd be." The fcythe and civil arms be mine!" So said, upborne upon a cloud,

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Thus, weighing life in each conclition, The Clown survey'd the anxious crowd.

The Clown withdrew his raih petition. 140 “ You face of care, says Jove, behold,

When thus the God: “How mortals err! His bulky bags are filld with gold.

If you true happiness prefer, See with what joy he counts it o'er!

'Tis to no rank of life confin'd, That sum to-day hath swelld his store." 8o But dwells in every honeft mind. “ Were I that man, (the Peasant cryod)

Be justice then your sole pursuit :

145 What blessing could I ask befide ?»

Plant virtue, and content's the fruit." “ Hold, says the God; first learn to know So Jove, to gratify the Clown, True happinese from outward show.

Where first he found him, fet him down,
This optic glass of intuition-
Here, take it, view his true condition."

He look'd, and faw the miler's breast
A troubled ocean ne'er at reft;
Want ever ftares him in the face,
And fear anticipates disgrace :

FABLE VIII.
With conscious guilt he saw him start;
Extortion gnaws his throbbing heart :
And, never, or in thought or dream,

THE MAN, THE CAT, THE DOG, AND THE
His breat admits one happy gleam,

« May Jove, he cries, reject my prayer, 95
And guard my life from guilt and care !
. My soul abhors that wretched fate.

To my native Country.
O keep me in my humble state!
But see, amidst a gawdy crowd,
Yon' minister fo gay and proud;

The liquid fence of Neptune bounds ;
On hiin what happiness attends,

By bounteous Nature set apart, Who thus rewards his grateful friends!»

The seat of Industry and Art !
“ First take the glafs, the Gnd replies; O Britain ; chosen port of tracie,
Man views the world with partial eyes.”

May luxury ne'er thy fou's invadle !
« Good Gods! exclaims the itartled wight, May never minister (intent
Defend me from this hideous fight! 103 His private treasures to augment)
Corruption with corroîve smart

Corrupt thy state ! If jealous foes
Lies cankering on his guilty heart:

Thy rights of commerce dare oppose, I see him with polluted hand

Shall not thy Heets their rapine awe? Spread the contagion o'er the land,

ΙΙο Who is 't prescribes the ocean law? Now Av'rice with insatiate jaws.

Whenever neighbouring fiates contend, Now Rapire with her harpy claws,

'Tis thine to be the general friend. His bosom tears. His conscious breast

What is 't who rules in other lands?

15 Groans with a load of crimes oppreft.

On trade alone thy glory ftands; Sec hím, mad and drunk with power, 115 | That beneft is unconfin’d, . Stand tottering on Ambition's tower,

Diffusing good among mankind : Sometimes, in speeches vain and proud,

That firit gave luftre to thy reigns, His boasts insult the nether crowd;

And scatter'd plenty o'er thy plains : Now seiz'd with giddiness and fear,

'Tis that alone thy wealth supplies, He trembles lett his fall is near.".

I 20 And draws all Europe's envious eyes. " Was ever wretch like this ! he cries;

Be commerce, then, thy sole defign; Such misery in such disguise !

Keep that, and all the world is thine, The change, O Jove! i disavow ;

When naval traffic plows the main, 25 Still be my lot the spade and plough.”

Who Thares not in the merchant's gain ?

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'Tis that supports the regal state,

For rats and mice purloin our grain,
And makes the farmer's heart elate :

And threshers whirl the Hail in vain :
The numerous flocks that cloathe the land Thus Thall the Cat, a foe to spoil,
Can scarce fupply the loom's demand; 30 | Protect the farmer's honest toil.”

95 Prolific culture glaps the fields,

Then turning to the Dog, he cry'd, And the bare heath a harvest yiells.

“ Well, Sir, be next your merits try'd.” Nature expects mankind should Mare

“ Sir, says the Dog, by felf-applause The duties of the public care.

We seem to own a friendlets cause. Who's born for floth? * To some we fiad 35 | Al those who know me, if distrust 95 The plonghshare's annual toil assign'd:

E’er found me treacherous or unjust? Some at the founding anvil glow ;

Did I e'er faith or friendship break? Some the swift-Niding shuttle throw;

Ak all those creatures; let them speak. Some, ítudious of the wind and tide,

My vigilance and trusty zeal From pole to pole our commerce guide : 40 Perhaps might serve the public weal. LOO Some (taught by induttry) inpart

Might not your flocks in safety fced, With hands and feet the works of art;

Were I to guard the fleecy breed? While some of genius more refin'd,

Did I the nightly watches keep, With head and tongue asist mankind.

Could thieves invade you while you feep?" Each, aiming at one common end,

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The man replies, “ Tis juft and right ; 105 Proves to the whole a needful friend.

Rewards fich service should requite. Thus, born each other's useful aid,

So rare, in property, we find
By turns are obligations paid.

Trust uncorrupt among mankind,
The monarch, when his table 's spread, That, taken in a public view,
Is to the clown oblig'd for bread ;

59 The first distinction is your due, And, when in all his glory dreft,

Such merits all reward transcend; Owes to the loom his royal veft.

Be then my comrade and my friend." Do not the mason's toil and care

Addressing now the Fly : “ From you Protect him from th' inclement air ?

What public service can accrue ?” Does not the cutler's art supply

55 “ From me! (the fluttering insect faid) The ornament that guards his thigh?

I thought you knew me better bred. All these, in duty to the throne,

Sir, I'm a gentleman. Is 't fit Their common obligations own.

'That I to industry submit? 'Tis he (his own and people's cause)

Let mean mechanics, to be fed, Protects their properties and laws.

60 By business earn ignoble bread; Thus they their honest toil employ,

Loft in excess of daily joys, And with content the fruits enjoy.

No thought, no care, iny life annoys. In every rank, or great or small,

At noon (the lady's matin hour) 'Tis induftry f'ipports us all.

I lip the tea's delicious flower. The aniinals, by want opprefs'd, 65 On cates luxuriousy I dine,

125 To man their services address'd :

And drink the fragrance of the vine. While each pursu'd their selfish good,

Studious of elegance and ease, They hunger'd for precarious food :

Myself alone I seek to pleate.” Their hours with auxious cares were vext;

The man his pert conceit derides, One day they fed, and itarv'd the next : you And thus the useless coxcomb chides :

130 They saw that plenty, sure and rife,

“ Hence, from that peach, that downy seat; Was found alone in social life ;

No idle fool deserves to eat. That mutual industry profess’l,

Could you have fapp'd the blushing rind, The various wants of man redress'd.

And on that pulp ambrosial din'd; The Cat, hali famil).’d, lean and weak, 25 Had not fome band, with skill and toii

135 Demands the privilege to speak.

To raise the tree, prepar'd the soil? “ Well, Puls, (says Man) and what can you consider, Sot, what would enfue, To benefit the public do ?”

Were all fuch worthlefs things as you. 'The Cat replies, « These teeth, these claws, You'd foon be forc'd (by hunger ftung) With vigilance shall serve the cause. 80 To make your dirty meals on dung, 140 The mouse, destroy'd hy my pursuit,

On which such despicable need, No longer Mall your feasts pollute;

Unpitied, is reduc'd to feed, Nor rats, froin nightly ambuscarle,

Befdes, vain felfth insect, learn, With wasteful teeth your stores invade.

(If you din right and wrong difcern) «Igrint, fays Man, to general use, 85 | That he who, with induftrious zeal,

145 Your parts and talents may conduce ;

Contributes to the public weal,

By adding to the common gooi, * Barrow.

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So saying, with a sudden blow

What tongues now foed you with applause? He laid the noxious vagrant low.

150 Where are the chainpions of your cause? Crush'd in his luxury and pride,

Now ev'n that very fawning train,
The spunger on the public dy'd

Which thar'd the gleanings of your gain,
Press foremost who fall forft accuse
Your selfth jobbs, your paltry views,
Your narrow schemes, your breach of trust,
And want of talents to be juft.

What fools were these amidst their power 55
FABLE XI.

How Thoughtless of their adverse hour!
What friends were made ? A hireling berd,

For temporary votes preferr'd.
THE JACKALL LEOPARD, AND OTHER

Was it thele fycophants to get,
Your bounty Twell d a nation's debt?

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You're bit: for these, like Swifs, attend ;
To a modern Politician,

No longer pay, no longer friend.

The Lion is (beyond dispute) GRANT corruption fways mankind ; Allow'd the most majestic brute ; His valour and lis generous mind

65 That bribes have blinded cominon sense,

Prove him superior of his kind :
Foil'd reason, truth, and eloquence :

Yet to Jackalls (as 'tis averrid)
I grant you, too, our present crimes 5 Some Lions have their power transferr'd;
Can equal those of former times.

As if the parts of pimps and spies
Against plain facts shall I engage,

To govern forests could suffice.

70 To vindicate our righteous age?

Once, ftudious of bis private good, I know that in a modern fift

A proud Jackall oppress'd the wood; Bribes in full energy fubfift.

To cram his own insatiate jaws, Since then these arguments prevail,

Invaded property and laws. And itching palms are ttill fo frail,

The forest groans with difcontent, Hence Politicians, you suggest,

Fresh wrongs the general hate foment. Should drive the nail that goes the beft;

The spreading murmurs reached his ear; That it ihows parts and penetration,

15 His secret hours were vex'd with fear, To ply men with the right temptation.

Night after night he weighs the case, To this I humbly mult diffent,

And feels the terrors of disgrace,

So Premising, !o reflection 's meant.

« By friends (fays he) I'll guard my feat, Does justice or the client's sente

By those malicious tongues deteat; Teach lawyers either fide's defence ?

L’li ftrengthea power by new allies, The fee gives eloquence its fpirit ;

And all my clamorous foes despite." That only is the client's merit.

To make the gencrous beasts bis friends, 85 Does art, wit, wisdom, or address,

He cringes, fawns, and condescends; Obtain the prostitutes caress?

But thoie repulsed his abject court, The guinea (as in other trades)

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And scorr'd oppression to support, From every hand alike persuades,

Friends must be liad He can't fubfift. Man, Scripture says, is prone to evil;

Bribes Mhall new proftlytes inlift :

SI But does that vindicate the devil ?

But these nought weigh’d in honeft paws ; Besides, the more mankind are prone,

For bribes coufess a wicked caufe : The less the devil's parts are hown.

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Yet ihink not every paw with stands Corruption 's not of modern date ;

What haih prevail'd in human hands. It hath been try'd in every ttate ;

A tempting turnip's silver kin

95 Great knaves ni' old their power have fene'd ; Drew a base Hog through thick and thia ; By placés, penfibus, bribes, dispunsd;

Bought with a Stag's delicious haunch, By these they glory'i ia success,

35 The mercenary. Wolf was faunch: And impúdently dar'd oppress:

The convert Fox grew warm and hearty, By these despoticly they fway'l,

A pullet gain'd him tu the party :

100 And Naves extoll”d the hand that pay'd;

The golien-pippin in his fint, Nor parts nor genius were einploy'd,

A chattering Monkey join'd the lift. But these alone were rcalins deitroy'd, 40 But soon, expos'd to public heat, Now see thcfe wretches in difgrace,

The favourite's fall redressed the fiate, Stript of their treasures, power, and place ; 'The Leopard, vindicating right,

105 View them abandou'd and forlorn,

Had brought his secret frauds to light. Expos'd to such reproach and scorul,

As rats, before the manson falls, What now is all your pride, your boast ? 45

Defert late hospitable wails, Where are your faves, your lurtering boit! In shoals the servile creatures run,

To bow before the rising fun.

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THE DEGENERATE BEES.

The Hog with warmth express”d his zcal, To set the case in fairer light, And was for hanging those that iteal;

My Fable Mall the reft recite, But lop'd, though low, the public hoard Which (though unlike our present state) 35 Miglit half a turnip ftill afford.

I for the moral's fake relate. Since saving measures were profeft,

115 A lamb's head was the Wolt's request.

A Bee of cunning, not of parts, The Fox Tubmitted, if to touch

Luxurious, negligent of arts,

Rapacious, arrogant, and vain,
A gofling would be deem'd too much,
The Monkey thought his grin and chatter

Greedy of power, but more of gain,

4° Might ak a nut, or some such matter.

Corruption Cow'd throughout the hive :

120 * Ye Hireliags ! hence! (the Leopard cries)

By petty rogues the great ones thrive. Your venal conicience I despise.

As power and wealth his views supply'd, He, who the public good intends,

'Twas seen in overbearing pride, By bribes needs never purchase friends.

With him loud impudence had merit; Who acts this just, this open part,

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The Bee of conscience wanted spirit; Is propt by every honeit heart,

And thofe who follow'd honour's rules Corruption now too late has fhow'd,

Were laugh'd to fcorn for squeamish fools, That bribes are always ill-bestow'd;

Wealth claim'a distinction, favour grace, By you your bubbled maiter's taught,

And poverty alone was bafe.
Time-serving tools, not friends, arę bought.”. He treated industry, with night,

Unless lie found his profit by 't.
Rights, laws, and liberties, give way,
To bring his selfish schemes in play,
The swarm forgot the common toil,

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To share the gleanings of his fpoil.
FABLE X,

While vulgar fouls of narrow parts,
Wafte life in low mechanic arts,
Let'us (says he), to genius born,

The drudgery of our fathers (corn.
To the Rev. Dr. Swift, Dean of St. Patrick's. The Walp and Drone, you must agree,

Live with more elegance than we.

Like gentlemen they sport and play ;
THOUGH courts the practise disallow,

No business interrupts the day:
A friend at all times I'll avow,

Their hours to luxury they give,
In politics I know 'tis wrong ;

And nobly on their neighbours live, A friend hip may be kept too long ;

A stubborn Bee, among the swarm, And what they call the prudent part,

5 Is to wear interett next the heart,

Thus froin his cell with zeal reply'd:
As the times take a different face,
Old friendships should to new give place,

" I night thy frowns, and hate thy pride, yo I know, too, you have many foes,

The laws our native rights protect; That owning you is sharing those ;

Oífending thee, I those respect, That every knave in every station,

Shall luxury corrupt the hive, Os high and low denomination.

And none against the torrent Itrive? For what you speak, and what you write,

Exert the honour of your race ;

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He builds his rife qu your disgrace. Such freedoms in your works are shown, 15 Tis induftry our state maintains ; They can't enjoy what's not their own.

'Twas honeft toil and honest gains All dunces, too, in church and state,

That rais'd our fires to power and fame. In frothy nonlenfe fnew their hate ;

Be virtuous; save yourselves from shame. so With all the petty fcribbling crew

Know that, in seltsh ends pursuing, (And those pert fots are not a few),

You ferainble for the public ruin." Gainst you and Pope their envy spurt.

He {poke ; and, from his cell dismiss'd, The booksellers alone are hurt.

Was infolently fcord and hiss'd. Good Gods! by what a powerful race

With him a friend or two refign’d, (For blockheads may have power and place) Difdaining the degenerate kiud. Are fcandals rais'd, and libels writ!

«« 'Theie Drones (says he), these insects vile, To prove your honetty and wit!

(I treat them in their proper style) Think with yourself: those wortby mer,

May for a time oppress the state : You know, have suffer'd by your peu.

They own our virtue by their hate;

ge From them you've nothing but your due. Py that our merits they reveal, From hence, 'tis plam, your friends are few. 30 And recommend our public zeal ; Except myself, I know of mone,

Disgrac'ul by this corrupted crew, Belides the wife and good aloue.

Weie honour'u by the virtuous few."

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