Medulla Poetarum Romanorum Or, the Most Beautiful and Instructive Passages of the Roman Poets. Being a Collection, (Disposed under proper Heads,) Of such Descriptions, Allusions, Comparisons, Characters, and Sentiments, as may best serve to shew the Religion, Learning, Politicks, Arts, Customs, Opinions, Manners, and Circumstances of the Antients. With Translations of the same in English Verse. By Mr. Henry Baker |
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Let no indecent Speech, or Action vile,
Be known within the Walls where Youth is bred:
Far, far from thence keep wanton Girls away,
And idle Parasites, that all the Night
Chant luscious Songs.—Much Reverence and Regard
To Youth is due: nor Thou his Age contemn,
But let, when Evil rises in thy Mind,
Thy Infant-Son restrain and keep Thee Good.
Be known within the Walls where Youth is bred:
Far, far from thence keep wanton Girls away,
And idle Parasites, that all the Night
Chant luscious Songs.—Much Reverence and Regard
To Youth is due: nor Thou his Age contemn,
But let, when Evil rises in thy Mind,
Thy Infant-Son restrain and keep Thee Good.
Dost Thou expect a Friend? Thy Servants all
Are hurried to their Tasks:—rub, rub the Floors:
Make all the Pillars shine: down, from the Walls,
Brush the dead Spiders and their Webs away.
One scours the Plate with Figures rich emboss'd,
Another what is plain: yourself, mean while,
Urge on the Work with Chiding, or with Blows.
Are hurried to their Tasks:—rub, rub the Floors:
Make all the Pillars shine: down, from the Walls,
Brush the dead Spiders and their Webs away.
One scours the Plate with Figures rich emboss'd,
Another what is plain: yourself, mean while,
Urge on the Work with Chiding, or with Blows.
Wretch! dost Thou fear a Dog's T---d in thy Hall,
Should turn the Stomach of thy coming Guest;
Or that thy Porch with Dirt should be defil'd;
Faults which a single Servant with a Broom
Can soon amend: and yet regardest not
To keep thy Family from Blemish free,
From Vice, or Baseness, which thy Son may see?—
Should turn the Stomach of thy coming Guest;
Or that thy Porch with Dirt should be defil'd;
Faults which a single Servant with a Broom
Can soon amend: and yet regardest not
To keep thy Family from Blemish free,
From Vice, or Baseness, which thy Son may see?—
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