Durgen Or, A Plain Satyr upon a Pompous Satyrist. Amicably Inscrib'd, by the Author, to those Worthy and Ingenious Gentlemen misrepresented in a late invective Poem, call'd, The Dunciad [by Edward Ward] |
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Well, Durgen, may thy Dunciad shine so bright,
Since Stars in numbers crowd to give it light;
But, had thy hidden sense supply'd their place,
Damn'd had thy Satyr been, and black thy case;
But as it is, the learned World may see,
By thy own Stars, thy future destinie;
None can mistake the malice they've display'd,
Thy Constellations are so eas'ly read,
And Jupiter, who in the upper House,
Now reigns ascendant with his injur'd 'Spouse,
May with one Blast of Light'ning strike thee down,
And scorch thy Bays into a wither'd Crown,
Perplex thy angry Muse with cares and fears,
And stigmatize thy Head with Phrygian Ears;
Punish the insults of thy daring Pen,
And teach thee how to sport with mighty Men;
For so the Roman Poet fell, long since,
Beneath the frowns of his offended Prince:
Be careful, therefore, how you touch the State,
Affront the Worthy, Satyrize the Great,
Lest your presumptuous Muse should merit Ovid's fate.
Since Stars in numbers crowd to give it light;
But, had thy hidden sense supply'd their place,
Damn'd had thy Satyr been, and black thy case;
But as it is, the learned World may see,
By thy own Stars, thy future destinie;
None can mistake the malice they've display'd,
Thy Constellations are so eas'ly read,
And Jupiter, who in the upper House,
Now reigns ascendant with his injur'd 'Spouse,
May with one Blast of Light'ning strike thee down,
And scorch thy Bays into a wither'd Crown,
Perplex thy angry Muse with cares and fears,
And stigmatize thy Head with Phrygian Ears;
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And teach thee how to sport with mighty Men;
For so the Roman Poet fell, long since,
Beneath the frowns of his offended Prince:
Be careful, therefore, how you touch the State,
Affront the Worthy, Satyrize the Great,
Lest your presumptuous Muse should merit Ovid's fate.
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