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Pierides

or The Muses Mount. By Hugh Crompton
  

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X. The Puff.

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Be gone ye dull lights of the world with your vapours,
Ue's curst that relies on your pitiful look;
He's blest that doth banish you out of his book:
Your matter consumes, and it dies like your tapours;
It moulders away like the drammes of a day,
And there's no man doth find it enough to conted him;
The best it will do is to cheat and prevent him:

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I neither will value your promise nor powers,
I will not aspire at the uppermost throne:
Give me but an Angel, take whose will the Crown
All goodness that thence doth accrew's like the showers
That fall in the springs, or the bird that now sings,
And is hush: from her bush by a puff: if you measure
You'l find there is more of distraction then pleasure.

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There can be no merit nor object of honour
More worthy then this, for a man to command
His glasses as subjects, his pots as a land:
He that can do this has all wealth, for he won her;
And then he may scorn to be overborn
By the trampling feet of the Court, or obey them;
His freedome of mind doth out-wit aud o're-sway them.

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Do you but anoynt me with unction of bottles,
Then I will be King, and then I will be Prince,
Then I will confute, and then I will convince,
And teach you more knowledge then ten Aristotles.
And I will not fear then your almighty men,
Whose terrible voices can shake the foundations
Of great ones and small ones all over the nations.

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Then I and my people would joyntly conspire,
Ile sway them by love, and they shall not refuse,
Ile cheer up my spirits and strengthen my Muse
By the wholsome heat of Bacchus his fire;
And I will not care how State matters shall go:
'Tis not the great Soldan himself nor his asses
Can prove the least title they have to our glasses.

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He has but the genius of power to rule us.
My Fancy's an Island that lives by the store
Of its own native riches, and needeth no more.
Why then should the Lord of the Ocean befool us?
Let's drink a free health to our own Commonwealth;
For Ile burn out this lump of my body to ashes,
Before Ile be frighted by fools or their flashes.