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The Same continued.
[If thro' thy Blood contagious Humours glide]
If thro' thy Blood contagious Humours glide,
If tort'ring Pains afflict thy aching Side,
If Agues chill, or Fevers scorch thy Brain,
Quick seek a Refuge, from Disease, and Pain.
Do you, (as sure all do) desire with Ease
And true Content, to tread Life's dang'rous ways;
If Virtue can alone the Blessing give,
And her Attendants only happy live;
Pursue the Goddess with unceasing Pain,
On the bleak Mountains, or the barren Plain,
While Wealth invites, and Pleasure smiles in vain.
If tort'ring Pains afflict thy aching Side,
If Agues chill, or Fevers scorch thy Brain,
Quick seek a Refuge, from Disease, and Pain.
Do you, (as sure all do) desire with Ease
And true Content, to tread Life's dang'rous ways;
If Virtue can alone the Blessing give,
And her Attendants only happy live;
Pursue the Goddess with unceasing Pain,
On the bleak Mountains, or the barren Plain,
While Wealth invites, and Pleasure smiles in vain.
But if strict Virtue's Laws thy Soul denies,
As holy Cheats impos'd on vulgar Eyes;
Let gainful Business all thy Hours employ,
To either Indies send thy Fleet away:
To Int'rest then thy Honesty postpone,
Bid Widows weep, and plunder'd Orphans groan.
Add Plumb to Plumb, thy swelling Stock increase,
Till a Director's Wealth thy Labours bless:
Till thy full Warehouses can hold no more,
Till thy heap'd Treasures bend the groaning Floor,
And H---te pining views thy larger Store.
The Man whom Wealth surrounds, no want laments,
Each Charm, each Grace his ev'ry wish prevents;
Obsequious Friends his crouded Chambers grace,
And willing Beauty yields to his Embrace:
Less Nireus' Form cou'd tempt th'enamour'd Maid,
Less Tully's strongest Eloquence persuade.
As holy Cheats impos'd on vulgar Eyes;
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To either Indies send thy Fleet away:
To Int'rest then thy Honesty postpone,
Bid Widows weep, and plunder'd Orphans groan.
Add Plumb to Plumb, thy swelling Stock increase,
Till a Director's Wealth thy Labours bless:
Till thy full Warehouses can hold no more,
Till thy heap'd Treasures bend the groaning Floor,
And H---te pining views thy larger Store.
The Man whom Wealth surrounds, no want laments,
Each Charm, each Grace his ev'ry wish prevents;
Obsequious Friends his crouded Chambers grace,
And willing Beauty yields to his Embrace:
Less Nireus' Form cou'd tempt th'enamour'd Maid,
Less Tully's strongest Eloquence persuade.
If sure Content by Gold alone is bought,
Let that alone employ thy ev'ry Thought.
Let that alone employ thy ev'ry Thought.
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If Pomp and Grandeur sooths the human Breast,
And he, who shines in Courts, is chiefly blest,
Quick to the Park, and Drawing-Room repair,
Like Savage know each Staff and Ribbond there.
Bow to the Minister, accost his Grace,
And talk familiar with the Peer in Place.
Enroll each Noble Lord among your Friends,
Who makes a Bishop, or a Member sends.
And he, who shines in Courts, is chiefly blest,
Quick to the Park, and Drawing-Room repair,
Like Savage know each Staff and Ribbond there.
Bow to the Minister, accost his Grace,
And talk familiar with the Peer in Place.
Enroll each Noble Lord among your Friends,
Who makes a Bishop, or a Member sends.
If joy and comfort luscious Food supplies,
And truly living well is Eating nice;
The Dictates of thy Palate swift pursue,
Search all that's Costly, Elegant, and New;
Be it the Business of your Life to Dine,
While Meats Pontac supplies, and Jephson Wine.
And truly living well is Eating nice;
The Dictates of thy Palate swift pursue,
Search all that's Costly, Elegant, and New;
Be it the Business of your Life to Dine,
While Meats Pontac supplies, and Jephson Wine.
Thus constant Miller formerly repair'd,
Where each Great Peer luxuriously far'd;
And if the luscious Turbot fill'd his Eye
Threw Littleton, and all his Tenures by,
Or while the Ven'son bent his loaded Fork
Left Eloquence and Law, to Reeves and York.
Where each Great Peer luxuriously far'd;
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Threw Littleton, and all his Tenures by,
Or while the Ven'son bent his loaded Fork
Left Eloquence and Law, to Reeves and York.
If thy soft Senses Mirth and Musick Charm,
And Wit, and Love, alone thy Soul can warm,
Be seen at ev'ry Masquerade and Play,
Wear at Quadrille the tedious Nights away,
The Joys most Exquisite that Life can give;
From Heydegger's, alluring Arts receive;
Debauch'd and dissolute as Chartres Live.
Each soft Desire, that fires thy wanton Will,
In Epicurus' modern Groves fulfill,
In ev'ry Vice Polite, and fashionable Ill.
And Wit, and Love, alone thy Soul can warm,
Be seen at ev'ry Masquerade and Play,
Wear at Quadrille the tedious Nights away,
The Joys most Exquisite that Life can give;
From Heydegger's, alluring Arts receive;
Debauch'd and dissolute as Chartres Live.
Each soft Desire, that fires thy wanton Will,
In Epicurus' modern Groves fulfill,
In ev'ry Vice Polite, and fashionable Ill.
These fancy'd Joys, low vulgar Minds Affect,
From these the People happiness expect,
Virtue alone Heroick Souls invites,
To her unvarnish'd, but sincere Delights:
In Paths where soft Enchanting Pleasures Play,
A Nero or Caligula may Stray,
But an Alcides' Choice approves the thorny Way.
From these the People happiness expect,
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To her unvarnish'd, but sincere Delights:
In Paths where soft Enchanting Pleasures Play,
A Nero or Caligula may Stray,
But an Alcides' Choice approves the thorny Way.
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