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be imputed to them, as their private may. For (when un-
infefted by t\\e neighbourhood of Party] he fpeaks of thofe
diftreffes much more difpaffionately.

Our Miniftcrs like Gladiators live,
'Tis half their bus'nefs blows to ward, or give ;
The good their Virtue would effeft, or Senfe,
Dies between Exigents and Self-defence, MS.



Bleft be the Great for thofe they take away ;
And thofe they left me ; for they left me GAY j
Left me to fee neglected Genius bloom,
Negle&ed die, and tell it on his tomb :
Of all thy blamelefs life the fole return 259

My Verfe, and QUEENSB'RY weeping o'er thy urn !

Oh let me live my own, and die fo too !
(To live and die is all I have to do :)
Maintain a Poet's dignity and eafe r
And fee what friends, and read what books I pleafc :
Above a Patron, tho' I condefcend 265

Sometimes to call a Minifter my friend.
I was not born for Courts or great affairs ;
I pay my debts, believe, and fay my pray'rs - y
Can fleep without a Poem in my head,
Nor know, if Dennis be alive or dead, 27*

After 270- in the MS.

Friendfliips from youth I fought, and feek them ftill :
Fame, like the wind, may breathe where'er it will.
The World I knew, but made it not my fchool a,
And in a courfe of flattYy liv'd no fool.

a By not malting the World bit School he means, he did not form his
fyftem of morality, on the principles or praftife of men in bufinefsi

N O T E 6.

VER. 265 thd 1 1 condefeend, &c .] He thought it, and
he juftly thought it, a condefcenfion in an homjl Man to
accept the fricndfhip of any one, how high foever, whofe
tonduft in life was governed only on prinripht o

Why am I alk'd what next (hall fee the light ?
Heav'ns ! was I born for nothing but to write ?
Has Life no joys for me ? or (to be grave)
Have I no friend to ferve, no foul to fave ?" 274

" I found him clofe with Swift Indeed ? no doubt
*' (Cries prating Balbus] fomer.hing will come out;
'Tis all iri vain, deny it as I will.
" No, fuch a Genius never can lie ftill ;
And then for mine obligingly miftakes
The firft Lampoon Sir IVill. or Bubo makes. 289
Poor guiltlefs 1 1 and can I chufe but fmile,
When ev'ry Coxcomb knows me by my Style ?


After 282. in the MS.

F. What if I fing Auguflus, great and good ?

^. You did fo lately, was it underftood ?

Be nice no more, but, with a mouth profound,

As rumbling D s or a Norfolk hound ;

With GEORGE and FRED'RIC roughen ev'ry verfe^
Then fmooth up all, and CAROLINE rehearfe.

P. No the high talk to lift up Kings to Gods,
Leave to Court-fermons, and to birth-day Odes.


for of what mini/I en he fpeaks, may be feen by the cha-
racter he gives, in the next line, of the Courts they be*
long to.

VER. 271. Why ami asked, j3V.] This is attended as a
reproof of thofe impertinent complaints, which were con-
tinually made to him by thofe who called themfclves his
Friends, for not entertaining the Town as often as it want-

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Curft be the verfe, how well foe'er it flow,
That tends to make one worthy man my foe,


On themes like thefe, fuperior far to thine,
Let laurell'd Gibber, and great Arnal fliine.
Why write at all ? A. Yes, filence if you keep,
The Town, the Court, the Wits, the Dunces weep.


ed amufement. A French writer fays well on this occa-
iion Des qu'on eft auteur, il femble qu'on foit aux gages
d'un tas de faineans, pour leur fournir de quoi amuler
leur oifivete.

VER. 273. or, to be grave, ff<r.] This important truth,
concerning the Soul, was always fo prefent with him, that,
in his more ferious hours, he ufed to fay, That he 'was cer-
tain of its immortality, that he feemed to feel it, as it were,
within him by intuition.

VER. 282. When e-v'ty Coxcomb knows me by my Style ?}
The difcovery of a concealed author by his Style, not only
requires a perfect intimacy with his writings, but great
skill in the nature of compofition. But, in the practice of
thefe Critics, knowing an author by his ftyle, is like judg-
ing of a man's whole perfon from the view of one of his

WhenMr. Pope wrote &&Ad<vertifcment to the firft Edition
of the new Dunciad, intimating, that " it was by a diffe-
" rent hand from the other, and found in detached pieces,
" incorrect and unfinifhed," I objected to him the affecla-
tion of ufmg fo unpromifing an attempt to miflead his
Reader. He replied, that I thought too highly of the
public tafte ; that, moil commonly, it was formed on that
of half a dozen people in fafhion, who took the lead, and
who fometimes have obtruded on the Town the dull eft
performances, for works of Wit : while, at the fame time,,


Give Virtue fcandal, Innocence a fear, 285

Or from the foft-ey'd Virgin fteal a tear !


fome true effort of genius, without name or recommenda-
tion, hath pa/Ted by the public eye unobferved or negleft-
ed : That he once before made the trial I now objeded
to, with fuccefs, jn the EJ/ay on Man : which was at firft
given (as he told'me) to Dr. Younge, to Dr. Defaguliers,
to Lord Bolingbroke, to Lord Pagett, and, in mort, to
every body but to him who was capable of writing it.
However, to make him amends, this fame Public, when
let into the fecret, would, for fome time after, fuffer no
poem, with a moral title, to pafs for any one's but his.
So the Effiy on human Life, the EJ/ay on Reafon, and many
others of a worfe tendency, were very liberally bellowed
upon him.

This, and a great deal more he added on the fame oc-
cafion, and affured me, that his new Dunciad would be
full as well underftood. He was not miitaken. This fourth
book, the moft ftudied and highly firiimed of all his Poems,
was efteemed obfcure (a name, which, in excefs of mo-
defty, the Reader gives to what he does not underftand) and
but a faint imitation, by fome common hand, of the other
three. He had, himCelf, the malicious pleafure to hear
this judgment puffed on his favourite work by feveral of his
Acquaintance ; a pleafure more to his tafte than the flat-
teries they ufed to entertain him with, and were then in-
tentionally paying him. Of which he gave me another in-
ftance, that afforded him much diverfion. While thefe ac-
quaintance read the EJ/ay on Man as the work of an un-
known author, they fairly owned they did not underftand
it : but when the reputation of the poem became fecured
by the knowledge of the Writer, it foon grew fo clear and
intelligible, that, on the appearance of the Comment on it,
they told him, they wondered the Editor mould think a
.large and minute interpretation neceJary.

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But he who hurts a harmlefs neighbour's peace,
Infults fall'n worth, or Beauty in diftrefs,
Who loves a Lye, lame flander helps about,
"Who writes a Libel, or who copies out :
That Fop, whofe pride affects a patron's name,
Yet abfent, wounds an author's honeft fame :
Who can your merit felffuly approve,
And fho\v the fenfe of it without the love ;
Who has the vanity to call you friend, 295

Yet wjnts the honour, injur'd, to defend ;
Who tells whate'er you think, whate'er you fay.
And, if he lye not, muft at leaft betray :


VER. 293. felfiftily approve,} Becaufe to deny, or pre-
tend not to fee, a well eftablilhed merit, would impeach
Jpis own heart or underftanding.

VER. 294. And Jho<w the fenfe of it without the love ;]
5. e. will never fu/Fer the admiration of an excellence to
produce any ejleem for him, to whom it belongs.

VER. 295. Who has the vanity to call you friend, Tet
wants the honour, injurd, to defend ;] When a great Ge-
nius, whofe writings have afforded the world much plea-
fure and inltrudlion, happens to be envioufly attacked, or
falfly accufed, it is natural to think, that a fenfe of gra-
titude for fo agreeable an obligation, or a fenfe of that ho*
nour refulting to our Country from fuch a Writer, fhould
raife amongft thofe who oz//themfelves his friends, a pretty
general indignation. But ev'ry day's experience (hews us
the very contrary. Some take a malignant fatisfaftion in
the attack ; others a foolifh pleafure in a literary conflict ;
and the far greater part look on with a felfiih. indiffe


Who to the Dean y and fdver bell can fwear,

And fees at Cannons what was never there j 300

Who reads, but with a luft to misapply,

Make Satire a Lampoon, and Fi&ion Lye.

A lam like mine no honeft man mail dread.

But all fuch babling blockheads in his (lead.

Let Sporus tremble: A. What ? that thing of filk,
Sporus, that mere white curd of Afs's milk ? 306
Satire or fenfe, alas ! can Sporus feel ?
Who breaks a butterfly upon a wheel , ?
P. Yet let me flap this bug with gilded wings,
This painted child of dirt, that ftinks and flings;
Whofe buzz the witty and the fair annoys, 311
Yet wit ne'er taflres, and beauty ne'er enjoys ;
So well-bred fpaniels civilly delight
In mumbling of the game they dare not bite.
Eternal fmiles his emptinefs betray, 315

As {hallow ftreams run dimpling all the way.
Whether in florid impotence he fpeaks,
And, as the prompter breathes, the puppet fqueaks ;


VER. 299. Who to the Dean, and fdver bell 5V.] Mean-
ing the man who would have perfuaded the Duke of
Chando* that Mr. P. meant him in thofe circumltances
ridiculed in the Epiftle on Tafte. See Mr. Pope's Letter to
the EArl of Burlington concerning this matter.

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Or at the ear of Eve, familiar Toad,
Half froth, half venom, fpits himfelf abroad, 320
In puns, or politics, or tales, or lies,
Or fpite, or fmut, or rhymes, or blafphcmies.
His wit all fee-faw, between that and this, J

Now high, now low, now mafter up, now mifs, :>
And he himfelf one vile Antithefis. 3 2 5 J

Amphibious thing ! that acting either part,
The trifling head, or the corrupted heart,
Fop at the toilet, flatt'rer at the board,
Now trips a Lady, and now ftruts a Lord.
Eve's tempter thus the Rabbins have expreft, 330
A Cherub's face, a reptile all the reft,
Beauty that {hocks you, parts that none will truft,
Wjt that can creep, and pride that licks the duft.
Not Fortune's worfhiper, nor Fafhion's fool,
Not Lucre's madman, nor Ambition's tool, 335
Not proud, nor fervile j Be one Poet's praife,
That, if he pleas'd, he pleas'd by manly ways :
That Flatt'ry, ev'n to Kings, he held a fhame,
And thought a Lye in verfe or profe the fame.


VER. 319. See Milton, Book iv. P.

VER. 320. Half froth,'} Alluding to thofe frotljy excre-
tions, called by the people, Toad-fpits, feen in fummer
time hanging upon plants, and emitted by young infcfts
which lie hid in the midft of them, for their prefervation,
while in their helplefs flate.


That not in Fancy's maze he wander'd long, 340
But ftoop'd to Truth, and moraliz'd his fong :
That not for Fame, but Virtue's better end,
He flood the furious foe, the timid friend,


VER. 340. That not in Fancy's maze he wander* d long^\
His merit in this will appear very great, if we confider,
that in this walk he had all the advantages which the moft
poetic Imagination could give to a great Genius. M. Vol-
taire, in a MS. letter now before me, writes thus from
England to a friend in Paris. " I intend to fend you two.
" or three poems of Mr. Pope, the beft poet of England,
" and at prefent of all the world. I hope you are ac-
" quainted enough with the Englilh tongue, to be fenfible
" of all the charms of his works. For my part, I look
upon his poem called the EJ/ay on Criticifm as fuperior
to the Art ef poetry of Horace ; and his Rape of the
Locke is, in my opinion, above the Lutrin of Defpreaux.
I never faw fo amiable an imagination, fo gentle graces,
fo great variety, fo much wit, and fo refined know-
ledge of the world, as in this little performance." MS.
Let. Ocl. 15, 1726.

VER. 341. But jloop" d to 'Truth, and moraltzd his fong :]
This may be faid no lefs in commendation of his literary,
than of his moral character. And his fuperior excellence
in poetry is owing to it. He foon difcovered in what liis
force lay ; and he made the befl of that advantage, by a
fedulous cultivation of his proper talent. For having read
Quintilian early, this precept did not efcape him, Sunt
hfec duo vitanda prorfus : unum ne tente; quod ejfici non pojjit ;
alterum, ne ab eo, quod quis optime facit, in aliud, cut minus
eft idoneus, trans/eras. It was in this knowledge and culti-
vation of his genius that he had principally the advantage
of his great mafter, Dryden ; who, by his Mac-Flecno, his
Abfolom and Achitophel, but chiefly by his Prologue*



The damning critic, half approving wit,

The coxcomb hit, or fearing to be hit ; 345

Laugh'd at the lofs of friends he never had,

The dull, the proud, the wicked, and the mad ;

The diftant threats of vengeance on his head,

The blow unfelt, the tear he never fhed :

The talc reviv'd, the lye fo oft o'erthrown, 350

Th' imputed trafh, and dulnefs not his own ;

The morals blacken' d when the writings 'fcape.

The libel'd perfon, and the pi&ur'd fhape ;

Abufe, on all he lov'd, or lov'd him, fpread,

A friend in exile, or a father, dead j


and Epilogues, appears to have had great talents for this
fpecies of moral poetry ; but, unluckily, he feem'd nei-
ther to understand nor attend to it.

Ibid. But jloop'd to truth'] The term is from falconry j
and the allufion to one of thofe untamed birds of fpirit,
tvhich fometimes wantons at large in airy circles before it
regards, orjloofs to, its prey.

VER. 350. the lye fo oft o'ertbnivn'] As, that he received
fubfcriptions for Shakefpear, that he fet his name to Mr.
Broome's verfes, &c. which, tho 1 publicly difproved, were
neverthelefs fhamelefsly repeated in the Libels, and even
in tiiat called the Nobleman s Eptflle. P.

VER. 351. Tb' imputed trafb^\ Such as profane Pfalms,
Court-Poens, and other fcandalous things, printed in his
Name by Curl and others. P.

VER. 354. Abufe on all be lovd, or h'v'd him, fpreaa ',}
Namely on the Duke of Buckingham, the Earl of Bur-
lington, Lord Bathurft, Lord Bolingbroke, Bifhop Atter-
bury, Dr. Swift, Dr. Arbuthnot, Mr. Gay, his


The whifper, that to greatnefs ilill too near,
Perhaps, yet vibrates on his SOV'REIGN'S ear-
Welcome for thee, fair Virtue ! all the paft :
For thee, fair Virtue ! welcome ev'n the lajl !

A. But why infult the poor, affront the great ? 360
P. A knave's a knave, to me, in ev'ry ftate :
Alike my fcorn, if he fucceed or fail,
Sporui at court, or Japhet in a jail,
A hireling fcribler, or a hireling peer,
Knight of the poft corrupt, or of the {hire ; 365
If on a Pillory, or near a Throne,
He gain his Prince's ear, or lofe his own.


his Parents, and his very Nurfe, afperfed in printed pa-
pers, by James Moore, G. Ducket, L. Welfted, Tho.
Bentley, and other obfcure perfons. P.

VER. 356. The whifper, that to greatnefs Jlill too nearj\
By the <whifper is meant calumniating honeil Characters.
Shakefpear has finely exprefled this office of the fycophant
Of greatnefs in the following line :

Rain facrificial ' ivhifperings in his ear.
By which is meant the immolating men's reputations to
the vice or vanity of his Patron.

VER. 357. Perhaps, yet vibrates'] What force and ele-
gance of expreflion ! which, in one word, conveys to us
the ph^/tcal effefts of found, and the moral effefts of an
often repeated fcandal.

VER. 359. For thee, fair Virtue! welcome evn //klaftl]
This line is remarkable for prefenting us with the moft
amiable image of fteddy Virtue, mixed with a modeft
concern for his being forced to undergo the fevereft proofs
of his love for it, which was the being thought hardly of


Yet foft by nature, more a dupe than wit,
Sappho can tell you how this man was bit :
This dreaded Sat'rift Dennis will confefs 370

Foe to his pride, but friend to his diftrefs :
So humble, he has knock'd at Tibbald's door,
Has drunk with Gibber^ nay has rhym'd for Moor.
Full ten years flander'd, did he once reply ?
Three thoufand funs went down on Welfte<Fs lye.
To pleafe a Miftrefs one afpers'd his life ; 376

He lafh'd him not, but let her be his wife :

VER. 368. in the MS.

Once, and but once, his heedlefs youth was bit,
And lik'd that dang'rous thing, a female wit :
Safe as he thought, tho' all the prudent chid ;
He writ no Libels, but my Lady did :
Great odds in am'rous or poetic game,
Where Woman's isthefm, and Man's the lhame.


VER. 374. ten years] It was fo long after many libels be-
fore the Author of the Dunciad publifhed that poem, till
when, he never writ a word in anfwer to the many fcurri-
lities and falfehoods concerning him. P.

VER. 375. WeljleAs />'?.] This man had the impudence
to tell in print, that Mr. P. had occafioned a Ladys Seath,
and to name a perfon he never heard of. He alfo pub-
lifti'd that he libell'd the Duke of Chandos ; with whom
(it was added) that he had lived in familiarity, and re-
ceived from him a prefent of Jive hundred pounds : the falfe-
hood of both which is known to his Grace. Mr. P. never


Let "Budgel charge low Grubjlreet on his quill,
And write whate'er he pleas'd, except his Will ;
Let the two Curb of Town and Court, abufe 380
His father, mother, body, foul, and mufe.


received any prefent, farther than the fubfcriptlon for
Homer, from him, or from Any great Man whatsoever. P.

VER. 378. Let Budg(l\ Budgel, in a weekly pamphlet
called the Bee, beftowed much abufe on him, in the ima-
gination that he writ fome things about the Lajl Will of
Dr. f findal, in the Grubjlreet ; a Paper wherein he
never had the leaft hand, direction, or fupervifal, nor the
leaft knowledge of its Author. P.

VER. 379. except his Will ';] Alluding to TindalTs Will :
by which, and other indirect practices, Eudgell, to the
exclufion of the next heir, a nephew, got to himfelf almoA
the whole fortune of a man entirely unrelated to him.

VER. 381. His father, motber,&"c.} In fome of Curl's
and other pamphlets, Mr. Pope's father was faid to be a
Mechanic, a Hatter, a Farmer, nay a Bankrupt. But,
what is ftranger, a Nobh:cK (if fuch a reflection could be
thought to come from a Nobleman) had dropt an allufion
to that pitiful untruth, in a paper called an Epijlle to a.
Dotfor of Divinity : And the following line,

Hard as thy Heart, and as thy Birth obfcure,
had fallen from a like Csurtly pen, in certain Verfes It t&t
Imitatcr of Horace. Mr. Pope's Father was of a Gentle-
man's Family in Oxford-mire, the head of which was the
Earl of Downe, whofe fole Heirefs married the Earl of

Lindfey His mother was the daughter of William

Turnor, Efq. of York : She had three brothers, one of
whom was killed, another died in the fervice of King
Charles ; the eldeft following his fortunes, and becoming
a general officer in Spain, left her what eftate remained
after the fequeftrations and forfeitures of her family


Yet why ? that Father held it for a rule,

It was a fin to call our neigbour fool :

That harmlefs Mother thought no wife a whore :

Hear this, and fpare his family, James Moore ! 385

Unfpotted names, and memorable long !

If there be force in Virtue, or in Song.

Of gentle blood (part (bed in Honour's caufe,
While yet in Britain Honour had applaufe)
Each parent fprung A. What fortune, pray ?
P. Their owrl, 390

And better got, than Beflia's from the throne.

N o t E s.

Mr. Pope died in 1717, aged 75 ; She in 1733, aged 93,
a very few weeks after this poem was finifhed. The fol-
lowing infcription was placed by their fon on their Monu-
ment in the parifh of Twickenham, in Middlefex.

D. O. M.







VER. 390. A. What fortune, pray?} His friend's per-
fonating the Town in this place, and a/Turning its imperti-
nent curiofity, gives great fpirit to the ridicule of the que-
ftion. Julian has a parallel ftroke, in his farcaftic dif-
courfe to the people of Antioch, where he tells them a ftory
out of Plutarch, concerning Cato ; who, when he came
near their City, found their youth under arms, and the
magiftrates in their robes of Office. On which alighting;


Born to no Pride, inheriting no Strife,

Nor marrying Difcord in a noble wife,

Stranger to civil and religious rage^

The good man walk'd innoxious thro' his age. 39$

No Courts he faw, no fuits would ever try,

Nor dar'd an Oath, nor hazarded a Lye.

Unlearn'd, he knew no fchoolman's fubtile art,

No language, but the language of the heart.

By Nature honeft, by Experience wife, 400

Healthy by temp'rance, and by exercife ;

His life, tho' long, to ficknefs paft unknown,

His death was inftant, and without a groan.

After ji 405. in the MS.

And of myfelf, too, fomething mult I fay ?
Take then this verfe, the trifle of a day,
And if it live, it lives but to commend
The man whofe heart has ne'er forgot a Friend,
Or head, an Author : Critic, yet polite
And friend to Learning, yet too wife to writ*.


in an ill humour with his friends, who he imagined had
informed them of his approach, the ceremonies- came up,
and, advancing before the company, accolled him in this
manner ; " Stranger, how far off is Demetrius ?" NOVJ
this Demetrius (fays Julian) ivas one of Pompey's freedmer. r
and immenfcly rich. You will ask me what he ivas worth t
for 1 know nothing fo likely to excite your curiojlty. Why, truly *
for thi:, you mvft confult Demopbilas the Bythinian, whefe anet*
dgtti turn chiefly ufonfubjefli of this high import ante.



O grant me, thus to live, and thus to die ! 404

Who fprung from Kings mall know lefs joy than I.
O Friend ! may each domeftic blifs be thine !
Be no unpleafmg Melancholy mine:
Me, let the tender office long engage,
To rock the cradle of repofing Age,
With lenient arts extend a Mother's breath, 410
Make Languor fmile, and fmooth the bed of Death,
Explore the thought, explain the afking eye,
And keep a while one parent from the flcy !
On cares like thefe if length of days attend,
May Heav'n, to blefs thofe days, preferve my friend,
Preferve him focial, chearful, and lerene, 416

And juft as rich as when he ferv'd a QUEEN.
A. Whether that bleffing be deny'd or giv'n,
Thus far was right, the reft belongs to Heav'n.


VER. 41 7. And juft as rich as iuben he fervid a Quetn.} An
honeft compliment to his Friend's real and unaffe&ed dif-
intereffednefs, when he was the favourite Phyfician of
Queen Anne.

VER. 418. A. Whether that bleffing, &c.~\ He makes his
friend clofe the Dialogue with a fentiment very expreffrve
of that religious refignation, which was the Character
both of his temper, and his piety.








( 5' )


THE Occafion of publifhing thefe Imitations
was the Clamour raifed on fome of my Epi-
Jlles. An Anfwer from Horace was both more full>
and of more Dignity, than any I could have made in
my own perfon ; and the Example of much greater
Freedom in fo eminent a Divine as Dr. Donne, feemed
a proof with what indignation and contempt a Chri-
ftian may treat Vice or Folly, in ever fo low, or ever
fo high a Station. Both thefe Authors were accept-
able to the Princes and Minijlers under whom they
lived. The Satires of Dr. Donne I verfified, at the
defire of the Earl of Oxford while he was Lord Trea-
furer, and of the Duke of Shrew/bury who had been
Secretary of State ; neither of whom looked upon a
Satire on Vicious Courts as any Reflection on thofe
they ferved in. And indeed there is not in the world
a greater error, than that which Fools are fo apt to
fall into, and Knaves with good reafon to encourage,
the miftaking a Satiri/i for a Libeller ; whereas to a
true Satirift nothing is fo odious as a Libeller, for the
fame reafon as to a man truly virtuous nothing Is fo
hateful as a Hypocrite.

Uni aequus Viriuti atqut ejus dmicis* P.
E 2


Firft Satire of the Second 'Book



WHOEVER expefts a Parapbrafe of Horace,
or a faithful Copy of his genius, or manner of writ-
ing, in thefe IMITATIONS, will be much difap-
pointed. Our Author ufes the Roman Poet for little
more than his canvas : And if the old defign or co-
louring chance to fuit his purpofe, it is well : if not,

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