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A shaggy tapestry, worthy to be spread

|Fair as before her works she stands confessid,
On Codrus' old, or Dunton's modern bed: In flowers and pearls by bounteous Kirkall dress'd.
Instructive work! whose wry-mouth'd portraiture The goddess then : Who best can send on high 161
Display'd the fates her confessors endure. The salient spout, far streaming to the sky i
Earless on high, stood unabash'd De Foe,

His be yon Juno of majestic size,
And Tutchin flagrant from the scourge below. With cow-like udders, and with ox-like eyes.
There Ridpath, Roper, cudgell'd might ye view, This China jordan let the chief o'ercome
The very worsted sull look'd black and blue. 150| Replenish, not ingloriously, at home.'
Himself among the storied chiefs he spies,

Osborne and Curll accept the glorious strife
As, from the blanket, high in air he flies,

(Though this his son dissuades, and that his wife,) 'And, oh!' he cried, “what street, what lane, but knows One on his manly confidence relies, Our purgings, pumpings, blanketings, and blows! One on his vigour and superior size.

170 In every loom our labours shall be seen,

First Osborne lean'd against his letter'd post: And the fresh vomit run for ever green!

It rose, and labour'd to a curve at most. See in the circle, next, Eliza placed,

So Jove's bright bow displays its watery round Two babes of love close clinging to her waist; (Sure sign that no spectator shall be drown'd.)

A second effort brought but new disgrace,

The wild meander wash'd the artist's face: not him! whereas to call some others dull, might do them Thus the small jet, which hasty hands unlock, prejudice with a world too apt to believe it. Therefore, Spirts in the gardener's eyes who turns the cock. though Mr. D. may call another a little ass, or a young toad, Not so from shameless Curll; impetuous spread far be it from us to call him a toothless lion, or an oid ser- The stream, and smoking flourish'd o'er his head. intent) in the learned language, I might have given him the So (famed like thee for turbulence and horns) 181 appellations balatro, calceatum caput, scurra in triviis, Eridanus his humble fountain scorns; being phrases in good esteem and frequent usage among the best learned: but in our mother-tongue, were i to tax Through half the heavens he pours the exalted urn any gentleman of the Dunciad, surely it would be in words His rapid waters in their passage burn. not to the vulgar intelligible; whereby christian charity, decency, and good accord among authors, might be preserved.

Seribl. The good Scriblerus here, as on all occasions, eminently shows his humanity. But it was far otherwise with the profligate licentiousness of those shameless scribblers (for geotlemen of the Dunciad, whose scurrilities were always the most part of that sex which ooght least to be capable personal, and of that nature which provoked every honest of such malice or impudence) who, in libellous memoirs man but Mr. Pope ; yet never to be lamented, since they oc- and novels, reveal the faults or misfortunes of both sexes, to cloned the following amiable verses :

the ruin of public same, or disturbance of private happiness.

Our good poet (by the whole cast of his work being obligent "While malice, Pope, denies thy page

pot to take off the irony) where he could not show his indig. Its owu celestial fire;

nation, hath shown his contempt, as much as possible bar While critics, and while bards in rage,

ing here drawn as vile a picture as could be represented in Admiring, won't admire: the colours of epic poesy.

Scribl. While wayward pons thy worth assail,

Ibid. Eliza Haywood; this woman was authoress of And envious tongues decry;

those most scandalous books called the Court of Carimanis, These times, though many a friend bewail, and the New Utopia. For the two babes of love, see Curll These times bewail not I.

Key, p. 22. But whatever reflection he is pleased to throw

upon this lady, surely it was what from him she little de But when the world's loud praise is thine, served, who had celebrated Curll's undertakings for refor· And spleen no more shall blame,

mation of manners, and declared herself 'to be so perfectly When with thy Homer thou shalt shine

acquainted with the sweetness of his disposition, and that In one established fame:

tenderness with which he considered the errors of his fellow When none shall rail, and every lay

creatures, that, though she should find the little inadverterDevote a wreath to thee;

cies of her own life recorded in his papers, she was certain That day (for come it will,) that day

it would be done in such a manner as she could not bat apShall I lament to see.'

prove. Mrs. Haywood, list of Clar. printed in the Female

Dunciad, p. 18 Ver. 143. A shaggy tapestry;] A sorry kind of tapestry Ver. 160. Kirkall] The name of an engraver. Some of frequent in old inns, made of worsted or some coarser stuff this lady's works were printed in four volumes in 12mo, like that which is spoken of by Denne.--Faces as frightful with her picture thus dressed up before them. as theirs who whip Christ in old hangings. This imagery Ver. 167. Osborne, Thomas] A bookseller in Gray'swoven in it alludes to the mantle of Cloanthus, in Æn. V. Inn, very well qualified by his impudence to act this part;

Ver. 144. Jobu Bunton was a broken bookseller, and therefore placed here instead of a less deserving predeces. abusive scribbler; he writ Neck or Nothing, a violent satire sor. (Chapman, the publisher of Mrs. Haywood's New on some ministers of state; a libel on the duke of Devon- Utopia, &c.] This man published advertisements for a shire, and the bishop of Peterborough, &c.

vear together, pretending to sell Mr. Pope's subscription Ver. 148. And Tutchin flagrant from the scourge.] John books of Homer's Iliad at half the price; of which book he Tutchin, author of some vile verses, and of a weekly paper had none, but cut to the size of them (which was quarto) called the Observator. He was sentenced to be whipped the common books in folio, without copper-plates, on a through several towns in the west of England, upon which worse paper, and never above half the value. he petitioned king James II. to be hanged. When that Upon this advertjgement the Gazetteer harangued thus, prince died in exile, he wrote an invective against his me- July 6, 1739; "How melancholy must it be to a writer to be mory, occasioned by some humane elegies on his death. He so unhappy as to see his works hawked for sale in a manner lived to the time of queen Anne.

so fatal to his fame How, with honour to yourself, and Ver. 149. There Ridpath, Roper,] Authors of the Fly- justice to your subscribers, can this be done? What an ining-post and Post-boy, two scandalous papers on different gratitude to be charged on the only bouest poet that hved in sides, for which they equally and alternately deserved to be 1738! and than whom virtue has not had a shriller trumpeter cudgelled, and were so.

for many ages! That you were once generally admired and Ver. 151. llimself among the storied chiefs he spies.) esteemed, enn be denied by none; but that you and your The history of Curll's being lossed in a blanket, and whip-works are now dexpised, is verified by this fact;' which ped by the scholars of Westminster, is well known. Of his being utterly false, did not much indeed humble the author, purging ani vomiting, ree A full and true Account of a hor- but drew this

just chastisement on the bookseller. rid Revenge on the Bidy of Edmund Carll, &c. in Swift's Ver. 183. Through half the heavens he pours the exalted and Popoy Mixcellanies.

urn;) In a manuscript Duncind (where are some marginal Ver. 157. Sre in the circle next, Eliza placed.) In this corrections of some gentlemen some time deceased) I have bame is exposed, in the most contemptuous manner, the found another reading of these lines; thus,

Swift as it mounts, all follow with their eyes : |Unlucky Welsted! thy unfeeling master, Still happy impudence obtains the prize.

The more thou ticklest, gripes his fist the faster. 210 Thou triumph'st victor of the high-wrought day, While thus each hand promotes the pleasing pain, And the pleased dame, soft smiling, lead'st away. And quick sensations skip from vein to vein ; Osborne, through perfect modesty o'ercome, A youth unknown to Phoebus, in despair, Crown'd with the jordan, walks contented home. Puts his last refuge all in Fleaven and prayer.

But now for authors nobler palms remain ; 191 What force have pious vows ! the queen of love Room for my lord! three jockeys in his train ; Her sister sends, her votaress, from above; Six huntsmen with a shout precede his chair : As, taught by Venus, Paris learn'd the art He grins, and looks broad nonsense with a stare. To touch Achilles' only tender part; His honour's meaning Dalness thus express'd, Secure, through her, the noble prize to carry, *He wins his patron who can tickle best.' He marches off, his grace's secretary.

220 He chinks his purse, and takes his seat of state : Now turn to different sports,' the goddess cries, With ready quills the dedicators wait;

' And learn, my sons, the wondrous power of noise Now at his head the dexterous task commence, To move, to raise, to ravish every heart, And, instant, fancy feels the imputed sense; 200 With Shakspeare's nature, or with Jonson's art, Now gentle touches wanton o'er his face, Let others aim: 'Tis yours to shake the soul He struts Adonis, and affects grimace :

With thunder rumbling from the mustard-bowl, Rolli the feather to his ear conveys,

With horns and trumpets now to madness swell, Then his nice taste directs our operas :

Now sink in sorrows with the tolling bell :
Bentley his mouth with classic flattery opes, Such happy arts attention can command,
And the puff'd orator bursts out in tropes. When fancy flags, and sense is at a stand. 230
But Welsted most the poet's healing balm Improve we these. Three cat-calls be the bribe
Strives to extract from his soft, giving palm; or him, whose chattering shames the monkey tribe :

And his this drum, whose hoarse heroic bass

Drowns the loud clarion of the braying ass."

Now thousand tongues are heard in one loud din, * And lifts his urn, through half the heavens to flow; His rapid waters in their passage glow.'

The monkey-mimics rush discordant in : I nis I cannot but think the right: for, first, though the dif- 'Twas chattering, grinning, mouthing, jabbering all, ference between burn and glow may seem not very material And noise and Norton, brangling and Breval, to others, to me I confess the latter has an elegance, a je Dennis and dissonance, and captious art, plained. Secondly, every reader of our poet must have ob- And snip-snap short, and interruption smart ; 240 served how frequently he uses this word, glow, in other And demonstration thin, and theses thick, parts of his works: to instance only in his Homer: (1.) Iliad ix. ver. 726.--With one resentment glows.

And major, minor, and conclusion quick. 2 Iliad xi. ver 626.-.-There the battle glows. * Hold,' cried the queen, 'a cat-call each shall win ; 3.) Ibid. ver. 985.--The closing flesh that instant ceased Equal your merits ! equal is your din!

to glow. (4.) Iliad xii. ver. 45.--Encompassid Hector glows.

But that this well-disputed game may end, .5.) Ibid. ver. 475.--His beating breast with generous ar- Sound forth, my brayers, and the welkin rend. (6.) Iliad xviii . ver. 591.-Another part glow'd with reful- At some sick miser's triple-bolted gate,

As when the long-ear'd milky mothers wait (7.) Ibid. ver. 651.-And curl'd on silver props in order for their defrauded, absent foals they make glow.

A moan so loud, that all the guild awake; 250 I am alraid of growing too luxuriant in examples, or I could

stretch this catalogue to a great extent; but these are Sore sighs sir Gilbert, starting at the bray, enoagh to prove his fondness for this beautiful word, which, From dreams of millions, and three groats to pay: therefore, let all future editions replace here.

So swells each wind-pipe : ass intones to ass, I am aware, after all, that burn is the proper word to convey an idea of what was said to be Mr. Curll's condi- Harmonic twang! of leather, horn, and brass ; tion at this time; but from that very reason I infer the direct contrary. For surely every lover of our author will conclude he had more humanity than to insult a man on such a

REMARKS. misfortune or calamity, which could never befall him purely by his own fault

, but from an unhappy communication with mole, by the author of the ensuing simile, which was handanother. This note is half Mr. Theobald, haif Seribl.

ed about at the same time: Ver. 203. Paolo Antonio Rolli,) An Italian poet and

"Dear Welsted, mark, in dirty hole writer of many operas in that language, which, partly by

That painful animal, a mole: the belp of his genius, prevailed in England near twenty

Above ground never born to grow; years. He taught Italian to some fine gentlemen, who af

What mighty stir it keeps below! feeted to direct the operas.

To make a mole-hill all bis strife! Ver. 205. Bentley his mouth, &c.] Not spoken of the

It digs, pokes, undermines for life. famous Dr. Richard Bentley, but of one Tho. Bentley, a

How proud a little dirt to spread; small critic, who aped his uncle in a little Horace. The

Conscious of nothing o'er its head! great one was intended to be dedicated to the lord Halifax,

Till, labouring on, for want of eyes, but (on a change of the ministry) was given to the earl of

It blunders into light and dies.' Oxford: for which reason the little one was dedicated to his son the lord Harley.

You have him again in book iii. ver. 169. Ver. 207. Welsted.] Leonard Welsted, author of the Ver. 226. With thunder rumbling from the mustard. Triumvirate, or a Letier in Verse from Palemon to Celia bowl.] The old way of making thunder and mustard were at Bath, which was meant for a satire on Mr. P. and some the same: but since, it is more advantageously performed by of his friends about the year 1718. He writ other things troughs of wood with stops in them. Whether Mr. Dennis which we cannot remeraber. Smedley, in his Metamorpho was the inventor of that improvement, I know not; but it is sis of Scriblerus, mentions one, the Hymn of a Gentleman to certain, that being once at a tragedy of a new author, he fell his Creator: and there was another

, in praise either of a into a great passion at hearing some, and cried, " "Sdeath. Ceiar or a Garret. L. W. characterized in the Ilope BzFous, that is my thunder.' or the Art of Sinking, as a didapper, and after as an eel, is Ver. 238. Norton) See ver. 417 --J. Durant Breval, said to be this person, by Dennis, Daily Journal of May 11, author of a very extraordinary book of travels, and some 1723. He was also characterized under another animal, a poems. See before, note on ver. 126.

gent arms.

Such as from labouring langs the enthusiast blows, This labour past, by Bridewell all descend
High sounds, attemper'd to the vocal nose ; (As morning-prayers and flagellation end,) 270
Or such as bellow from the deep divine;

To where Fleet-ditch with disemboguing streams
There, Webster! peal'd thy voice, and Whitfield! thine. Rolls the large tribute of dead dogs to Thames,
But far o'er all sonorous Blackmore's strain ; The king of dykes ! than whom no sluice of mud
Walls, steeples, skies, bray back to him again. 260 With deeper sable blots the silver flood.
In Tottenham fields, the brethren, with amaze, Here strip, my children, here at once leap in,
Prick all their ears up, and forget to graze ! Here prove who best can dash through thick and thin,
Long Chancery-lane retentive rolls the sound, And who the most in love of dirt excel,
And courts to courts return it round and round; Or dark dexterity of groping well.
Thames wafts it thence to Rufus' roaring hall, Who flings most filth, and wide pollutes around
And Ilungerford re-echoes bawl for bawl. The streams, be his the Weekly Journals bound : 280
All hail him victor in both gifts of song,

A pig of lead to him who dives the best ; Who sings so loudly, and who sings so long. A peck of coals apiece shall glad the rest.'

In naked majesty Oldmixon stands,

And, Milo-like, surveys his arms and hands; REMARKS. Ver. 258. Webster-and Wnitfield] The one the writer of a newspaper called the Weekly Miscellany, the other a field-preacher. This thought the only means of advancing

REMARKS. religion was by the new-birth of spiriiual madness; that by of argumentation is usual with Mr. Dennis; he has employ the old death of fire and faggot; and therefore they agreeded the same against sur Richard himself, in a like charge of in this, though in no other earthly thing, to abuse all the so- impiety and irreligion. * All Mr. Blackmore's celestial ber clergy. From the small success of these two extraordi- machines, as they cannot be defended so much as by comnary persons, we may learn how little hurtful bigotry and mon received opinion, so are they directly contrary to the enthusiasm are, while the civil magistrate prudently forbears doctrine of the church of England; for the visible lescent to lend his power to the one, in order to the employing it of an angel must be a miracle. Now it is the doctrice of the against the other. Ver. 263. Long Chancery-lane) The place where the fore prince Arthur came into the world. Now if the doctrine

church of England that miracles bad ceased a long time be office of chancery aro kept. "The long detention of clients of the church of England be true, as we are obliged to be in th:' court, and the difficulty of getting out, is humour- lieve, then are all the celestial machines in Prince Arthur ously al egorized in these lines. Ver. 268. Who sings so loudly, and who sings so long ) bability. But

if the machines are sufferable, that is, if they

unsufferable, as wanting not only human, but divine proA just character of sir Richard Blackmore, knight, who (as bave so much as divine probability, then it follows of necesMr. Dryden expresseth it)

sity that the doctrine of the church is false. So I leave it *Writ to the rumbling of his coach's wheels;' to every impartial clergyman to consider,' &c. Preface to and whose indefatigable muse produced no less than six epic the Remarks on Prince Arthur. poems; Prince and King Arthur, twenty books; Eliza, ten; Ver. 270. (As morning prayers and flagellation end.)] It Alfred, twelve; the Redeemer, six; besides Job, in folio; the is between eleven and twelve in the morning, after church whole book of Psalms; the Creation, seven books; Nature service, that the criminals are whipped in Bridewell

. Thus of Man, three books; and many more. It is in this sense he is to mark punctually the time of the day: Homer does it is styled afterwards the everlasting Blackmore. Notwith-by the circumstance of the judges rising from court, or of standing all which, Mr. Gildon seems assured, that this ad- the labourers' dinner: our author by one very proper both to mirable author did not think himself upon the same foot the persons and the scene

of his poem, which we may rewith Homer.-Comp. Art of Poetry, vol. i. p. 108. member commenced in the evening of the lord-inayor's day.

But how different is the judgment of the author of Cha- The first book passed in that night; the next morning the racters of the Times ? p. 25, who says, "Sir R. Blackmore is games begin in the Strand, thence along Fleet-street (places unfortunate in happening to mistake his proper talents; and inhabited by booksellers, then they proceed by Bridewell that he has not for many years been so much as named, or toward Fleet-ditch, and lastly through Ludgate to the city, even thought of among writers.' Even Mr. Dennis differs and the temple of the goddess. greatly from his friend Mr. Gildon: Blackmore's action, Ver. 280. 'The Weekly Journals) Papers of news and saith he, has neither unity, nor integrity, nor morality, nor scandal intermixod, on different sides and parties, and freuniversality; and consequently he can have no fable, and no quently shifting from one side to the other, called the Lonheroic poem: his narration is neither probable, delightful, don Journal, British Journal, Daily Journal, &c., the connor wonderful; his characters have none of the necessary cealed writers of which for some time were Oldmixon, qualifications; the things contained in his narration are nei- Roome, Amall, Concanen, and others; persons never seen ther in their own nature delightful, nor numerous enough, by our author. por rightly disposed, nor surprising, nor pathetic.' Nay, he Ver. 283. In naked majesty Oldmixon stands,] Mr. proceeds so far as to say sir Richard has no genius; first John Oldmixon, next to Mr. Dennis, the most ancient critic laying down, that 'genius is caused by a furious joy and of our nation; an unjust censurer of Mr. Addison in his prosu pride of' soul, on the conception of an extraordinary hint. Essay on Criticism, whom also in his imitation of Bouhours Many men,' says he have their hints, without those mo (called the Arts of Logic and Rhetoric) he misrepresents in tions of fury and pride of soul, because they want fire plain matter of fact; for in p. 45, he cites the Spectator as enough to agitate their spirits; and these we call cold abusing Dr. Swift by name, where there is not the least bint writers. Others who have a great deal of fire, but have not of it; and in p. 304, is so injurious as to suggest that Mr. excellent organs, feel the fore-mentioned motions, without Addison himself writ that Tatler, No. 43, which says of his the extraordinary hints; and these we call fustian writers.' own simile, that, ""Tis as great as ever entered into the But he declares, that sir Richard had neither the hints por mind of man.' the motions.'--Remarks on Pr. Arth. octavo, 1696. Preface. In poetry he was not so happy as laborious, and therefore

This gentleman in his first works abused the character of characterized by the Tatler, No. 62, by the name of Omicron Mr. Dryden; and in his last, of Mr. Pope, accusing him in the Unborn Poet.' Curll

, Key, p. 13. 'He writ dramatic very high and sober terms of profaneness and immorality works, and a volume of poetry, consisting of heroic epistles, (Essay on Polite Writing, vol. ii. p. 270) on a mere report &c. some whereof are very well done,' said

the great judge, from Edm. Curll, that he was author of a travestie on the Mr. Jacob, in his Lives of Poets, vol. ii. p. 303. first Psalm. Mr. Dennis took up the same report, but with In bis Essay on Criticism, and the arts of Logic and the addition of what sir Richard had neglected, ao argument Rhetoric, he frequently reflects on our author. But the top to prove it; which being very curious, we shall here tran- of his character was a perverter of history, in that scandascribe. 'It was he who burlesqued the Psalms of David. It lous one of the Stuarts, in folio, and his Critical History of is apparent to me that psalm was burlesqued by a popish England, two volumes octavo.' Being employed by bishop rhymester. Let rhyming persons who have been brought Kennet, in publishing the historians in his collection, he up protestants be otherwise what they will, let them be falsified Daniel's Chronicle in mumberless places. Yet this rakes, let them be scoundrels, let them be atheists, yet educa- very man, in the preface to the first of these books, advanced cation has made an invincible impression on them in behalf a particular fact to charge three eminent persons of falsify of the sacred writings. But a popish rhymester has been ing the lord Clarendon's History; which fact has been disbrought up with a contempt for those sacred writings; now proved by Dr. Atterbury, late bishop of Rochester, then the show me another popish rhymester but he. This manner I only survivor of them; and the particular part he pretended


Then sighing thus : 'And am I now threescore? And monumental brass this record bears, Ah, why, ye gods, should two and two make "These are,-ah no! these were the Gazetteers !" four ?

Not so bold Arnall; with a weight of skull,
He said, and climb'd a stranded lighter's height, Furious he dives, precipitately dull.
Shot to the black abyss, and plunged downright. Whirlpools and storms his circling arm invest,
The senior's judgment all the crowd admire, With all the might of gravitation bless'd.
Who, but to sink the deeper, rose the higher. 290 No crab more active in the dirty dance,

Next Smedley dived; slow circles dimpled o'er Downward to climb, and backward to advance, 320
The quaking mud, that closed and oped no more. He brings up half the bottom on his head,
All look, all sigh, and call on Smedley lost; And loudly claims the journals and the lead.
Smedley in vain resounds through all the coast. The plunging prelate, and his ponderous grace,

Then * * essay'd ; scarce vanish'd out of sight, With holy envy gave one layman place.
He buoys up instant, and returns to light :
He bears no tokens of the sabler streams,
And mounts far off among the swans of Thames.

True to the bottom see Concanen creep,

Ver. 314. Gazetteers!) We ought not to suppose that a A cold, long-winded native of the deep: 300 modern critic here taxeth the poet with an anachronism, If perseverance gain the diver's prize,

affirming these gazetteers not to have lived within the time

of his poem, and challenging us to produce any such paper Not everlasting Blackmore this denies :

of that date. But we may with equal assurance assert No noise, no stir, no motion canst thou make, these gazetteers not to bave lived since, and challenge all The unconscious stream sleeps o'er thee like a lake. Surely therefore, where the point is so obscure, our author

the learned world to produce one such paper at this day Next plunged a feeble but a desperate pack, ought not to be censured too rashly.

Seribl. With each a sickly brother at his back;

Notwithstanding this affected ignorance of the good ScribSons of a day! just buoyant on the flood,

lerus, the Daily Gazetteer was a title given very properly to

certain papers, each of which lasted but a day. Into this, Then number'd with the puppies in the mud. as a common sink, was received all the trash which had Ask ye their names ? I could as soon disclose been before dispersed in several journals, and circulated at The names of these blind puppies as of those.

the pablic expense of the nation. The authors were the

same obscure men; though sometimes relieved by occasional Fast by, like Niobe (her children gone)

essays from statesmen, courtiers, bishops, deans, and docSits mother Osborne, stupified to stone !

tors. The meaner sort were rewarded with money; others with places or benefices, from a hundred to a thousand a year. It appears from the Report of the Secret Committee

for inquiring into the Conduct of R. earl of 0, That no REMARKS.

less than fifty thousand seventy-seven pounds eighteen shilto be falsified, produced since, after almost ninety years, in lings were paid to authors and printers of newspapers, such that noble author's original manuscript. He was all his life as Free Britons, Daily Courants, Corn Cutter's Journals, a virulent party-writer for hire, and received his reward in Gazetteers, and other political papers, between Feb. 10, a small place, which he enjoyed to his death.

1731, and Feb. 10, 1741.' Which shows the beneve lence Ver. 291. Next Smedley dived;). In the surreptitious of one minister to have expended, for the current dulness of editions, this whole episode was applied to an initial letter ten years in Britain, double the sum which gained Louis E-, by whom, if they meant the laureat, nothing was more XIV. so much honour, in annual pensions to learned men all absurd, no part agreeing with his character. The allegory over Europe. In which, and in a much longer time, not a evidently demands a person dipped in scandal

, and deeply pension at court, nor preferment in the church or universiimmersed in dirty work; whereas Mr. Eusden's writings ties, of any consideration, was bestowed on any man dis rarely offended but by their length and multitude, and ac-tinguished for his learning separately from party-merit, or cordingly are taxed of nothing else in book i. ver. 102. But pamphlet-writing, e person here mentioned, an Irishman, was anthor and It is worth a reflection, that of all the panegyrics bestowpublisher of many scurrilous pieces, u weekly Whitehall ed by these writers on this great minister, not one is at this Journal, in the year 1722, in the name of Sir James Baker; day extant or remembered, not even so much credit done to and particularly whole volumes of Billingsgate against Dr. his personal character by all they have written, as by one Swift

and Mr. Popo, called Gulliveriana and Alexandriana, short occasional compliment of our author : printed in octavo, 1728. Ver. 295. Then ** essay'd ;] A gentleman of genius

Seen him I have; but in his happier hour and spirit, who was secretly dipped in some papers of this

of social pleasure, ill exchanged for power! kind, on whom our poet bestows a panegyric instead of a

Seen him, uncumber'd by the venal tribe,

Smile without art, and win without a bribe.' Fatire, as deserving to be better employed than in partyquarrels and personal invectives.

Ver. 315. Arnall.} William Arall, bred an attorney, Ver. 299. Concinen) Mathew Concanen, an Irishman, was a perfect genius in this sort of work. He began under bred to the law. Smedley (one of his brethren in enmity to twenty with furious party papers: then succeeded Concnnen Swift) in his Metamorphosis of Scriblerus, p. 7, accuses him in the British Journal. At the first publication of the Dunof having boasted of what he had not written, bat others ciad, he prevailed on the author not to give him his due had revised and done for him. He was author of several place in it, by a letter professing his detestation of such dull and dead scurrilities in the British and London Jour-practices as his predecessor's. But since, by the most unbals, and in a paper called the Speculatist. In a pamphlet, exampled insolence, and personal abuse of several great called a Supplement to the Profound, he dealt very unfairly men, the poet's particular friends, he most amply deserved a with our poel, not only frequently imputing to him Mr. niche in the temple of infamy; witness a paper called the Broome's verses (for which he might indeed seem in some Free Briton, a dedication entitled, To the Genuine Blundegree accountable, having corrected what that gentleman derer, 1732, and many others. He writ for hire, and valued did) but those of the Duke of Buckingham and others: to himself upon it; not indeed without cause, it appearing, by this rare piece somebody humorously caused him to take for the aforesaid Report, that he received' for Free Britons and his motto, De profundis clamavi. He was since a scribbler other writings, in the space of four years, no less than ten in the Daily Courant, where he poured forth much Billings- thousand nine hundred and ninetv-seven pounds six shillings gate against the lord Bolingbroke, and others: after which and eight pence, out of the Treasury. But frequently, this man was surprisingly promoted to administer justice and through his fury or folly, he exceeded all the bounds of his lave in Jamaica.

commission, and obliged his honourable patron to disavow Ver. 306, 307. With each a sickly brother at his back: bis scurrilities. Sons of a day, &c.) These were daily papers, a number of Ver. 323. The plunging prelate, &c.] It having beea which, to lessen the expence, were printed one on the back invidiously insinuated that by this title was meant å truly of another,

great prelate, as respectable for his defence of the present Ver. 312. Osborne) A name assumed by the eldest and balance of power in the civil constitution, as for his opposigravest of these writers, who, at last, being ashamed of tion to the scheme of no power at all, in the religious; I his pupils, gave his paper ove: and in his age remained owe so much to the memory of my deceased friend as to de silent.

I claro, that when, a little before his death, I informed him of

When, lo! a burst of thunder shook the flood, Which most conduce to soothe the soul in slumbers, Slow rose a form, in majesty of mud,

My Henley's periods, or my Blackmore's numbers; Shaking the horrors of his sable brows,

Attend the trial we propose to make :

371 And each ferocious feature grim with ooze : If there be man, who o'er such works can wake, Greater he looks, and more than mortal stares; Sleep's all-subduing charms who dares defy, Then thus the wonders of the deep declares : 330 And boasts Ulysses' ear with Argus' eye ;

First he relates, how sinking to the chin, To him we grant our amplest powers, to sit Smit with his mien, the mud-nymphs suck'd him in: Judge of all present, past, and future wit ; How young Lutetia, softer than the down,

To cavil, censure, dictate, right or wrong, Nigrina black, and Merdamante brown,

Full and eternal privilege of tongue.' Vied for his love in jetty bowers below,

Three college sophs and three pert templars came As Hylas fair was ravish'd long ago.

The same their talents, and their tastes the same: Then sung, how, shown him by the nut-brown maids, Each prompt to query, answer, and debate, 381 A branch of Styx here rises from the shades; And smit with love of poesy and prate. That, tinctured as it runs with Lethe's streams, The ponderous books two gentle readers bring! And wasting vapours from the land of dreams 340 The heroes sit, the vulgar form a ring. (As under seas Alpheus' secret sluice,

The clamorous crowd is hush'd with mugs of mum, Bears Pisa's offering to his Arethuse,)

Till all, tuned equal, send a general hum. Pours into Thames; and hence the mingled wave Then mount the clerks, and in one lazy tone Intoxicates the pert, and lulls the grave :

Through the long, heavy, painful page drawl on; Here brisker vapours o'er the Temple creep, Soft creeping, words on words, the sense compose; There, all from Paul's to Aldgate drink and sleep. At every line they stretch, they yawn, they doze. 34)

Thence to the banks where reverend bards repose, As to soft gales top-heavy pines bow low They led him soft; each reverend bard arose; Their heads, and lift them as they cease to blow, And Milbourne chief, deputed by the rest, Thus oft they rear, and oft the head decline, Gave him the cassock, surcingle, and vest. 350 As breathe, or pause, by fits, the airs divine. "Receive,' he said, 'these robes which once were mine: And now to this side, now to that they nod, Dulness is sacred in a sound divine.'

As verse, or prose, infuse the drowsy god. He ceased, and spread the robe; the crowd confess Thrice Budgel aim'd to speak, but thrice suppress d The reverend flamen in his lengthen'd dress. By potent Arthur, knock'd his chin and breast. Around him wide a sable army stand,

Toland and Tindal, prompt at priests to jeer, A low-born, cell-bred, selfish, servile band, Yet silent bow'd to 'Christ's no kingdom here. 400 Prompt or to guard or stab, to saint or damn : Who sat the nearest, by the words o'ercome, Heaven's Swiss, who fight for any god, or man. Slept first, the distant nodded to the hum. Through Lud's famed gates, along the well-known Then down are roll'd the books ; stretch'd o'er them Fleet,

lies Rolls the black troop, and overshades the street, 360 Each gentle clerk, and muttering seals his eyes. Till showers of sermons, characters, essays, As what a Dutchman plumps into the lakes, In circling fleeces whiten all the ways :

One circle first, and then a second makes, So clouds, replenish'd from some bog below, What Dulness dropp'd among her sons impressid Mount in dark volumes, and descend in snow. Like motion from one circle to the rest : Here stopt the goddess; and in pomp proclaims So from the midmost the nutation spreads A gentler exercise to close the games :

Round and more round, o'er all the sea of heads. 410 *Ye critics ! in whose heads, as equal scales, At last Centlivre felt her voice to fail, I weigh what author's heaviness prevails ;

Motteux himself unfinish'd left his tale,


REMARKS. this insinuation, he called it vile and malicious, as any candid man, he said, might understand, by his having paid a Ver. 397. Thrice Budgel aim'd to speak.] Famous for willing compliment to this very prelate in another part of his speeches on many occasions about the South Sea the poem.

schemes, &c. 'He is a very ingenious gentleman, and hath Ver. 349. And Milbourne.] Luke Milbourne, a clergy- written some excellent epilogues to plays, and one small man, the fairest of critics; who, when he wrote against Mr. piece on Love, which is very pretty.'--Jacob, Lives of PeDryden's Virgil, did him justice in printing at the same ets, vol. ii. p. 289. But this gentleman since made himself time bis own translations of him, which were intolerable. much more eminent, and personally well known to be the His manner of writing has a great resemblance with that of greatest statesman of all parties, as well as to all the courts the gentlemen of the Dunciad against our author, as will be of law in this nation. seen in the parallel of Mr. Dryden and him.

Ver. 399. Toland and Tindal,] Two persons not 80 Ver. 355. Around him wide, &c.] It is to be hoped, happy as to be obscure, who writ against the religion of that the satire in these lines will be understood in the con-their country. Toland, the author of the atheist's liturgy, fined sense in which the author meant it, of such only of the called Pantheisticon, was a spy, in pay to lord Oxford. To clergy, who, though solemnly engaged in the service of re- dal was author of the Rights of the Christian Chureh, and ligion, dedicate themselves for venal and corrupt en to Christianity as old as the Creation. He also wrote an abuthat of ministers or factions; and though educated under an sive pamphlet against earl SM, which was suppressed entire ignorance of the world, aspire to interfere in the while yet in MS. by an eminent person, then out of the migovernment of it, and consequently, to disturb and disorder Distry, to whom he showed it, expecting his approbatios it; in which they fall short of their predecessors only by This doctor afterwards published the same piece, mutatis being invested with much less of that power and authority, mutandis, against that very person. which they employed indifferently (as is hinted at in the Ver. 400. Christ's no kingdom.] This is said by Curll, lines above) either in supporting arbitrary power, or in ex- Key to Dunc. to ailade to a sermon of a reverend bishop citing rebellion; in canonizing the vices of tyrants, or in Ver. 411. Centlivre.) Mrs. Susanna Centre, wile to blackening the virtues of patriots ; in corrupting religion by Mr. Centlivre, yeoman of the mouth to his majesty. She superkjition, er betraying it by libertinism, as either was writ many plays, and a song, (says Mr. Jacob, vol. i. p.32, thought best to serve the ends

of policy, or flatter the follies before she was seven years old. She also writ a balad of the great.

against Mr. Pope's Homer, before he began it.

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