With dying air just gasping stood*

On Hecate one beldam calls ;
The other to the Furies bawls.
While serpents crawl along the gnrnnd.
And hell -bora bitches howl aroi^pd.
The blushing Moon, to shu^ the sight.
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Oh ! if I lie, i»ay ra;7m» shed
Their ordure on my sacred bead !
May thieves and proetitutes and rakeg
Bei^eath my noes ereot a jakes ! ,

Not to be tedious, or repeat
How flats and sharps in concert meet,
With which the ghosts and hags maintain
A dialogue of passing strain ;
Or how, to hide the toQth of snake
And beard of wolf , the ground tt^ey hireak )
Or how the Ooe of magic seized
The waxen form, and how it blazM ;
Mark ! how my veqgeanoe I pur^'il
For all 1 heard, for all I yiewM.

Loud as a bladder bursts its wind
Dreadful f thunder'd ifom behind.
To town ihey scftmperM itruck with fear»
This lost her teeth, and that her hair.
They droppM the braceleU from tl^eir armi;,
Their incantations, herbs, and charms;
Whoever had seen them in their flight.
Had bunt With laughing at the sigh^



SATIRE IX.

Musme, fts wont, on thi« and that.
Such trifle^ as I know not what.
When late the street I sannter'd thrtmghy
A wight, whese name I hardly knew.
Approaching pertly makes me sUi^
And thus accosts me, hand m hand :
*• How do you do, my sweetest man V*
Quoth T, " As well as morUl can.
And my best wishes yours :>•— when he
Would follow—" What'i your will with me r»
** That one of yvax profound discerpinf
Should know me : Vm a man of learning.*'-^
•• Why, then, be sure upon that acore
You merit my regard the more.**
Impatient to discard the fop.
One while I run, another stop.
And whisper, -as he presses near.
Some nothing in my servant's ear.

But while at every pore I sweated.
And thus in muttering silence fretted-^
•* Bolanus, happy In a skull
Of proof, impenetrably dull,

for a portion of thy brains !"— r
He on the town and streets and lane«»
His prating^ praishig talent tried,
And, when 1 answered not, he cried,

•• Aye, 'tis too plain 5 you can't deceive me.

You miserably wish to leave me.

But 1 shall never quit you so :

Command me— whither would you go?'?^^

•* You do me honour— bnt, in short,

There's not the least occasion for't.

1 visit one"-^o cut the strife-^'

•' You niever saw him in your Kfe ;
Kor would I l«|d you such a round-
He lives above a mile of ground
Beyond the Tiber."—" Never tolk
Of disUnce, for 1 love a walk.
I never have the least enjoyment
In idleness : 1 want employment.
Come on; I must and will attend
Your person to your journey's end."

Uke vicioas aiss, that fretting hei^s
^ wicked k)ad» i hang my fars i



While be, renewing his civilities,
'* If well I know my own abilities,
Not Visous, though your friend of yofC^
Not Varius could engage you morei
For who can write melodious lays
Wjth greater ^egance or ease)
Wlio moves with smoother grace his limbs
While through the iriazy danop he swimi )
Besides, I sing to that degree,
Hermogeqe^ inight envy me."

" Have ^on no mother, sister, friends,
Whg^ welfare on j^ur h^th dependa2"<^
" Not' one ; I saw them* all by turns
Securely settled in their urns."
Thrice happy they, secure from paia^
And I thy victim now remain :
Dispatch me ^ for my goody-nune
Early presag'd this heary curse :
She'conn'd it by the sieve and sbear^^
And now it falls upon my ears - -
Ncrr'poisontell, With ruin storVl,
Nor horrid pomt of hostile sword.
Nor pleurisy, nor ai|lHna eongh.
Nor cripple-gout,' shall cut bun off t
A noisy U^ngue, and bal^ling bieath^
Shall tease and talk my child to d«atl^
But if he would avert his fiiLte,
When be arrives at man's estate.
Let him avoid, as he would hanging*
Your folks long-winded in harangnkif^

We amie to Vesta's about ten.
And he was bound in person then
To st^nd a suit, or by the laws
He must have forfeited his cause.
'* Sir. if you love me, step aside
A little into cqurt," ne cried.
*< If I can stand it out," quoth I,
'* Or know the practice, let me die:
Besides, I am oblig'd to go
Precisely to the phioe you lu|Q<v*"r*
« I am divided what to dq,
WlieCher to leave my cause, or y(Hk'*-r
" Sir,- 1 beseeeh you, spare jour pahis.
Your huml^le servant — *' By no mems.**
1 follow, for he leads the way;
Tis death j \)ot captives must obqr.

Then he renews his plagay strain, as
*' How stands your firiendship with Bieoeaisl''
For friendships^ he contracts but fsw.
And shOfTS in that his judgment tnie.—
" Commend me to your brother-bard»
No man has play'd a surer card.
But y «u should i^ve a man of art ; J
One who might act i^n under-part.
If you were pleas'd to reoominend
The man I mention, to your fneqdy
Sir, may 1 never se^ the light
But you shall fout your rivals quite !"

*^ We live not there, as you suppose^
On such precarious tenns as those :
No funily was ever purer ;
FrQO^ suoh infections none securer.
It never hurts me in the least.
That one e»c»li in wealtl^, <^ tssie^
Each person thereof course inherits
A place proportion'd to his meriti.—
<' 'Tis wonderful ! a«d, to be biie^
A. thing almost beyond belief'*—
" But, whether you believe t|l *^
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* This adds but fid to the iire,

rhe more yoa kindle my dsiire

To kiM tMs bai^, and pay my conrt."-^

' Assail, and you shall take the fort.

Such is the vigour of yoiir wit,

\vtA be is one that ean rabmit;

rbe first attack Is tlierefore nice,

llie matter is to break the ice."

< I shan't be wantiog there," he cried,

' rU bribe his servants to my side;

ro day 4hnt o«t, still onward press,

%iid watch «b« seasons of anoesss

In private haunt, in pubiie meet,

Salute, escort him through the street.

rhere*8 nothing gotten in this life

M^i tbout a worid of toil and strife ! "

While thus he radLs m^ tortu^d ears,
K much-lov'd friend of mine appeass,
Aristius Foscus, (me who knew
My sweet companion through hnd through.
We stop, ekchangfog " so and so :*'
" Whence come, and whither dO yon go?'*

I then began in woful wise
To Twd my bead, distort my eyes.
And poll his lenegado sleeve.
That he would grant me a reprieve;
But he was absent all the while.
Malicious with a leering smile.

Provok'd at his dissimnlation,
I burst with spleen and indignation*
'* I know not what yon had to tell:
In private."-^** I remember well :
But shall a day of business choose.
This is the sabbath of the Jews ;
You would not thus ofiend the leathern
Curtailed assemblies of the brethren"—
•* 1 have no scruples, by your leave.
On that account"—" But, sir, I haves
I am a little superstitious, . â– . ^

Like many of the crowd capricions e
Forgive nvif, if it be a crime.
And I shall talk another time"— ^

Oh ! that so black a sun should rise !
Away the cruel creature flies,
And leaird me pantog for my life
Aghsst beneath the batcher's kniCe*

At last, by special act of grace.
The plaiotiif meeU him face to face,
And bawls as lood as he could bellow:
'* Ha! whither qow, thoo vilest fellow ?v
" Sir, will you witnes^ to my capture?"
I signified^ I would, with rapture 5
And then, to magnify the sport.
He drags my prattler into court ;
And thbs, amidst the noise and rabb|e,
^^k> sav'd me 10 the squabble.



SATIRE X.

Yti, I did say, tucilins' verses rolFd
In mder style preoipitalely boldj
Who reads Lueirios with so fond an eye.
Partially fbnd, who can this chargib deny)
But, that with wit he lashM a vickms age,
He's firankly prais'd m the same equal page;
Should I grant more, I may as well admit
laberins' fanies elegantly writ

T18 not enough a barrting laugh toiatse.
Yet e'en this talent may dcienoit9pnHsa» •



Concise yonr diction ; let yoor sense be clear.

Nor with a weight of words fatigue the ear.

Now change from grave to gay with ready art^

Now play the orator's or poet's ps^ ;

In raillery assume a gayer air.

Discreetly hide your strength, yoor vigouf^spare^

For ridicule shall fireqqently prevail.

And cut the knot, when graver reasons fiuL

The ancient writers of the comic stage
Our imitation here may well engage.
Though read not by Tlgellins, smooth of ftoe.
Or yonder ape, of horrible grimace,
Calvus, Catullus better suit their vein,
Whose wanton songs they chant in tuneful strain*

But yet a mighty feat it nrast be thought —
" His motley page with Greek and Latin'i wix>ught !**
Blockheads ! who think it wonderful Or hard^
So oft perforfn'd by yonder Rhodian bard.

*' But languages each other may reflne
(As Cbian s<^ns the Ftileriiian wine)
At least in verse." But say, my rhyminglriend.
Were you that thief PetUlius to defend.
While other lawyers sweated in the eause.
And urg'd in pure latinity the laws:
While wondering crowds upbo their language

• hung,
Would you, forgetful of yoor native teglie.
In fbreign words and broken phmses spedc,
The half-form'd jargon of a mongrel Greek ?

In Latium bom, I onoepropos'd to write
Some Grecian versicles: in deep of night
(When dreams, they say, are true) Rome^i fbon^

der rose.
And awful spake, " Yon may as wdl propoie ^
To carry timber to k wood, as throng
The crowded writers of the Grscian song."

Letewelling Furios on th' afirighted stage
Murder poor Memnon, or in muddy rage
Describe the head d Rhine: In idle vein
1 write, what never shall presume to gain
The prize, where Mettus high in jud|^ient sits
To hear the labours of contending wits ;
Or where the people with applai^ng hands
The weH-wrought scene repeatedly demands.

Of all mankind, in Hght and easy vein
Fun^nius best can paint the conic Scene,
The wily harlot, and the riave, who join
To wipethe miser of his dariing coin.
Pollio in pure Iambic numbers sings
The tragic deeds of heroes and of kings ;
While Varios in sublime and anient vein
Suppom the grandeur of the epic strata.
On Virgil all the rnral Moses saiile.
Smooth flow hb lines, and elegant his style.
Satire alone rematn'd, no easy strain,
Which Varro, and some others, tried in vain.
While I,' perhaps, some sUght success may elaiin«
Though fisr inferioir to th' inventor's feme:
Nor from his head shaU I pr«s«me to tear
That sacred wreath, he well deserves to wear,

1 said, his verse in mnddy rapture flows,
And more his errours than his beauties sh^rs;
But, prithee, you that boast a critic's naoie.
Don't you sometimeis the mkhty Homer blamed
Does not LncUius, tbMigh or gentle stiaip^
Correct evZn A cciiis, and rsfomt his scene ? -
And in his oleasanlry old Rnpins rate, .
When. his £ill lines want difnity and weight ^
Yet,' when he spe^ of bui own ri^t toikne^
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What then forbids otir <^ua1 right to knoif
Why his own verses inharmonious flow ?
Or whether in his subject lies the fault,

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Blay,
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But the few better judges learn to please.
Be thine, fond madhian.some vile 90I100I to cliQc^,
Where to repeat the labours qf your Mifse,
While I, li^e hissM Arbusrula unawM,
Despise the vulijar, since the knights applaud*

Say, shall that bug Pantilius move my spleen ?
Shall r be tortur'd, when a wretch obscene,
Or foolish Fannius, for a sordid treat
With sweet Tigcllius, shall my verses rate ?
Let Plot ins, Varius, and Mxccnastleign
With Virsjil, Valgius,'tQ approve my strain;
Let srood Octavius even endure my lays ;
Let Fnscus read, ami either Viscus praise ;
Let me, with no mean arts to purchase famp,
Pultjo, Mcssaia, and his brother name ;
I^t Ribulns and Serviiw be my own, *

And Furnius, for a critic's candour known;
Among my learned friends are many more,
Whoso names I pass in roode«;t silence o'er:
'''h*;Fe T can wi'^h to smile; enjoy their praise;
Hope to delight, and grieve if 1 displease.
Begom:, T)emetrius, to thy lovesome train
Of miisf rel scholars, and in sighing strain.
With soft Hermogenes these rhymes deplore —
Haste, boy, transcribe me this one satire more.



SATIRES.

BOOK II.



SATIRK L

BOgACB. TREBATIUS.
ROKACB.



InrsB are, to whom too poignant I appear;
Beyotid the laws of satire too severe.
My lines are weak, unsinew'd, others ssy —
" A man might spin a thousand such a day."
What shall I do, TrebaUus ?



T^UATIUS.
BOftACI.

What I gi^ the dear delifhtortcribbUiigo^w^



Yes.



TIIEB^TIP).



' BORACSf

Let me dje but your advice \^^ .^
But, air, I caonot sleep; I oaitnot retL

TREBATfUS,

Swim o'er the Tiber, if you want to slcqi^
Or the dull sense in t'other bottle steep;
If you must write, to Csssar tune yodr lays.
Indulge your geoius, and your fortune raiws

HORACE.

Oh ! were I equU to the glorimis theme, •

Bristled wftji spears his iron war should glean t
A thousaod darts should pierce tbe hardy Gaol,
And from bis horse the wounded P^ctbian bSu



Then give bis peaceful virtues ibrth to fyne;
His fortitude aud justice be your tbemei



Yes, I will hold the daring theme in view,
Perhaps hereafter your advice pujsuu
But Caesar never will your Flaccus hear;
A languid panepyric hurts his ear.
Too strongly guarded from the poet's lay?,
He spurns t^e ^^Ucrer, and bis saucy praite.



Bettf.T even this, than cruelly defame.
And point buffoons and villains out by name.
Sure fo be hated even by those you spare,
Who hate in just proportion as tbey fear,

HORACE.

r*'ll me, Trebatius, are not all mankind
\\i diflVrent pluasnres, different whims incliird?
Mil loiii us dances when his head grows light.
And the dim lamp shines double to his sifht.
The twin -bom brothers in their sports divide;
Pollux loves boxiiijj; Castqr Joysto ride.
Indulge mo tiicn in this my sole delight.
Like grrat aud good Lucilins let nic write.

Behold him frankly to bis book impart.
As to a friend, the set-rets of bis heart :
To write was all his aim, too heedless bard!
And well or ill, unworthy bis regard. '
Hence the old man stands open to your view,
Though with a careless hand the piece he drev. .

His steps I follow in pursuit of fame,
Whether Lucania or Appulia claim
The honour of my birth , for on the lands, '
By Sanmiirs once possest, Vemwium stands,
A foruaul barrier, as old tales relate.
To stop the cpurse of war, and gnard the statCi

I^t this digres<>ion, as it may, succc*^ —
No honest man shall by my satire blew! ;
It guards me like a sword, and safe it lies
Within the sheath, till villains round me rise.

Dread King and Father of the mortal nu^
Beliol.l q;e^ harmless baid, how fond of peace ! •



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And may ^1 \c\^ of j^uchtef-makiog steel
In rust, eternal rost, thy yeogeance feel !
Bnt who provokes me, or attacks ^y fiime,
" Better not touch roe, fjriendi,*' I lood enclpm.
His eyes shall weep the folly of his ton^e,
By laughing crowds in rueful ballad suiig.

Th' informer Cenrius threatei^s wjth the laj^s;
Turius 3FOor judge, you surelv lose your Cause :
Are you the object of Canidia's hate '' * f
JDnigs, poisons, incantations, are your f^e:
"For powerful Nature to her creatures showi
With .various arms to terrify their fbe^
The wolf with teeth, the bull with horns can fight ;
Whence, l>ut from instiqct, anq an inward light r
His long-Cv'd mother trusts to Sc^va'^ care— ^ '

T£EB4TI.US^

No df^ of blood bis pious hai^ OQuld dane.

HO»ACB.

Wondrous indeed ! that bulls pe'er strive to bite,
Nor w;olves with desperate horns engage in ight.
No mother^s bipod the gentle Scsva spills,
But with a dranght of Aioney'd poison kills.

Then, whether age my peaceful hours attend.
Or Death his sable pinioQS' roiynd me bend :
Or rich, oi^ poor: at Rome ; to exile driiFen:
Whatever lot by powerful Fate is given':
Yei write I will.

1HBBAT1VI.

O boy, thy fate is sped,
And short thy days. Some lord shall strike thee
With freezing look — [dead

HORACE.

What ! in his honest page
When good Lucilius lasbM a vicious age.
From conscious villains tore the mask away,
And stripped them naked to the glare of day,
Were lielius or his friend (whose glorious name
Prom c6nquer*d Carthage deathless rose to fame)
Were ,t|iey displeased, when villains and their

crimes
Were covered o*er with infamy and rhymes ?
The factious demagogue he made his prize.
And durst the people tribe hy tribe chastise;
Yet true to virtue, and to virti^e's friends.
To thicro alone with reverence he hcnds.
When Scinjo's virtu*^^ and, of milder vein,
Wlien La?liuf' wisdom, from the bi}fiy Sf^ene,
And crowd of life, the vplgar and the gre^t,
Could with their favourite satirist retreat.
Lightly they laush'd at many an idle jest*
Until their frugal feast of herbs was drestU

What though with great Lncilius I discl^ni
All saucy rivalship of birth or fam^,
Spite of herself even Envy nj^^t confess,
That I the friendship of the great possess.
And, it she dare attempt my honest fame.
She'll break her teeth against my solid nam^
This is my plea ; on this I rest my cause -
What says my counsel, learned in the laws ?

TREBATrUS.

Your case is clearer ; yet let me advise;
For sad mishaps from ignorance arise.
Behold the pains and penalties decreed
To libellers—

' HORACB.

To libellers indeed.
But if with truth bis characters he draws
Even Cscsar shall support the po-jt's cause ;



The foiteal proce^ shaU be tnm*d to iport»
And you dismiss with honour by th^ court.



SATIRE IL

What, and how great thp vhrtne, friends, to life
On what the gods with frugal bounty give,
(Nor are they mine, but sage Ofellus' rales.
Of mother-wit, and wise without the schools)
Come learn with me, but learn before ye dine,
Fjre with luxurious pomp the table shine ;
Kre yet its madding splendours are displajr'd.
That dull the sense, and the weak mind mislead*
** Yet wh^ before wedini9>" Ml tell ^e, friends,
A judge, when bribed, but ill to truth attends.
Pursue tJ^e cha^: th' onn^ana^d courMr
rein:
Or, if the Roman w^ ill suit thy Fein
To' Grecian revets fw-m'd, at tennis play.
Or at the manly discus wa^e the d^y ;
With vigour burl it through the yielding air
(The sport shall make the labour iess severe) :
Then, vhen the loathipga, that from surfeits riM^
Are qnellM by toil, a homely meal despbe ;
Then the Falemian grape with pride disclaiin.
Unless with honey we correct jts^me. .

Your l^utler strolls abroad ; the wtnter'd sea.
Defends its ^h ; but you can well allay
The^stomach's angry roar with bread and salt—
Whence can this rise? you ask { Arom whence the
In you consists the pleasure of the tre^t, [fiiult ^
Not in the price or flavour of the meat.
Let exercise give, relish to the dish,
fHnce nor the tarioos lujturies of fish.
Nor foreign wild-fowl can delight the pale,
Surieit-swoln guest ; yet T shall ne'er prevail
To make our men of taste a pullet choose.
And the gay peacock with its train refuse ;
For the rare bird at mighty price is sold.
And lo ! what wonders from its tail unfold!
But can these whims a higher gusto raise.
Unless you eat the plumage that you praise?
Or do its glories, when 'tis boil'd, remain ?
No ; 'tis th' unequall'd beauty of its train
Deludes your eye, and charms you to the feast.
For hens and peacocks are alike in taste.

But say, by what discernment are you taught
To know, that this voracious pike was caught
Where the full river's lenient waters glide.
Or where the bridges break the rapid tide :
In the mid ocean, or where Tiber pays
With broader course his tribute to the seas ?
Madly you praise the mullet's three pound
weight.
And yet you stew it piece-meal ere you eat j
Your eye deceives you ; wherefore else dislike
The natural greatness of a full-grown pike.
Yet in a mullet so much joy express ?
*' Pikes are by nature large, and mullets less.**

" Give me," the harpy-throated glutton cries,
" in a large dish a mullet's largest size :"
Deecend, ye southern winds, propitious haste.
And dress his dainties for this man of taste.
And yet it needs not ; for when such excess
Shall his o'er jaded appetite oppress,
The new-caught turbot's tainted ere be ea^
And bitter herbs are a delicious treat.

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AtgKAtOMB'itAUM; aor, till late, thefiune
Of a whole stargeoo dama'd a pi9tor*8 Dame. .

Did ocean then a smaller turbot yield ?
The UMejf^Bg stork did once in safety build
Her airy nest, nor was the turbot caught.
Till your great prsior better precepts tangbt.
, Tell ttietn, that roasted cormorahti are a ff^aity
Our docile youth obey the man of taste ;
But sage OreUus marks a decent mean
A sordid and a frugal meal between ;
For a profuse expense in vain you ithuo.
If into sordid avarice you run.

Avidienos, who by public fame
Was called the dog, and merited the name,
Wild cornels, oliyes five years old, devoured.
Nor, till his wine was tum'd, his pure libatioiis

ponrU
When rob*d in white be mail'd with festal mirth
His day of iQarriage, or his hour of birth,
From his one bottle, of some two pound weight,
Withoil, of execrable stench, replete,
With his own hand he dropped his cabbage o'er.
But jpar'd his oldest vinegar bo more.

. How shall the wiae decide, thus urg'd between
The proverb's ravening wolf and dog obsoene?
Let him avoid the equal wretchedness
Of sordid filth, or prodigal excess;
, Kor his poor slaves like old Albocius irnte,
When he gives orders for some curious tre^:
Koi: yet, like NsBvius, carelessly unclean,
pis guests with greasy water entertain.

This too is vile. Now mark, what blesnogs flow
From temperate ipealf : and first, they can be-
stow
That prime of blessiqgs, health; for you'll confea
That varjeus meats the stomach must oppress.
If you reflect how liijht, how well you were.
When plain and simple was your cheerful fare;
But roast, and boil'd, when you promiscuous e$it.
When fowl and shell-fish in confusion meet.
Sweets,- tum'd to choler, with cold phlegm engage,
And civil war in the rack'd stomach wage.

Behold how pale the sated guests arise
From suppers, puzzled with varieties ;
The body too, with yesterday's excess
BiirthenM and tir'd, shall the pure noul depress;
Weigh down this portion of celestial birth.
This breath of Oo<l, and fix it to the earth.

Who down to sleep from a short supper lies.
Can to the next day's business vigorous rise.
Or jovial wander (when the circling year
Brings back some festal day) to better cheer.
Or when his wasted strength he would restore.
When years approach, and'age's feeble hour
A softer treatment claim. But if jn prime
Of youth and health you take before your time
The luxuries of life, where is their aid
When age or sickness shall your strength invade ?

Our fathers lov'd (and yet they had a noec)
A tainted boar ; but I believe they cliuse
The mouldy fragments with a friend to eat,
Ratherjthan eat it whole themselves, and sweet.
Oh ! that the earth, when vigorous and young.
Had home me this heroic race among !

Do you the voice of Fame with pleasure hear ?
(Sweeter than verse it charms the human ear)
Behold, what infamy and ruin rise
From a large dish, where the large turbot lies !
Your friends, your neighbours all your folly hate.
You hate yourself^ in vain, and curse your fate^



When^ tbongh you wisb fior d«ttb»yM wanithe pBlf
To purchase even a rope to ban^ yoarseK '

'* These preempts well may wretched Tiaosias
But why to roe ? So large is my estate, [nte:
And such an ample revenoe it brings
To satiate eve» the avarice of kings,"
Then why not better use this proqid excess
Of wortliless wealth ? Why lives in deep distros
A man unworthy to be poor, or why
The temples of the gods in ruins lie }
Why not of such a masqr treasure spaie
To thy dear country, wretch, a mgdecate shaie!
Shalt thou alone iio change of fortune knov }
Thou future laughter to thy deadliest foe !

But who, with conscious spirit self-secure,
A change of fortune better shall endure i
He, who with such variety of food
Pampelte his passions, and ii^aies bis hkod.
Or he, contented with his little store,
And wisely cvutious of the future hour.
Who in the tioM of peaoe vitli pnideol can
Shall for th' extremity of war prepare ?

But, deeper to impress this use^il truth,
I l(iiew the sage Ofelius in my youth •
Living, when wealthy, at no larger rate
Then in hit preseut more oootiacled Hate.
I saw the hardy hireling till the gcound
CTwas once his own estate) ; and while aioaod
His cattle grav'd, and «faildBan listeuing stood,'