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That Christ, who at the great deciding day (For He declares what He resolves to fay) Will Damn file Goats, for their Ili-natur'd faults, And save trU Sheep, for ^tCfions, not for Thoughts, Hath too much mercy tq fend men to Hell, For humble Charity, and hoping well.

To what Stupidity are Zealots grown, •>

Whose inhumanity profusely shown p

In DamningCrouds of Souls,mayDamn their own ! *
I'll err at least on the securer side,
A Convert free from Malice and from Pride.

To Mr. Dryden, on his
R E L I G I O L A I C I.

THose Gods the pious Ancients did adore,
They learn in Verse devourly to implore,
Thinking it rude to use the common way
Of Talk, when they did to such Beings pray.
Nay they that taught Religion sirst, thought sit
In Verse its sacred Precepts to transmit:
Sp Solon too did his sirst Statures draw,
And every lirtle Stanza was a Law.
By these few Precedents we plainly fee
The Primirive Design of Poetry;
Which by restoring to its Narive use,
You generoufly have reseu'd from abuse.
Whilst your lov'dMufe does in sweet Numbers singi
She vindicares her God, and God-like King.
Atheist, and Rebel too, She does oppose,
(God and the King have always the fame Foes.)
Legions of Verse you raise in their defence,
And wrire the Factions to Obedience s'
You the bold .Arian to Arms desie,
A conquering Champion for the Deity

Against the Whigs first Patents, who did dare

To disinherit God-Almighty's Heir.

And what the hot-brain'd ^Arian first began, •y

Is carried on by the Seciniany >

Who still Associates to keep God a Man. •>

But 'tis the Prince of Poets Task alone

T' assert the Rights of God's, and Charles his Throne.

Whilst vulgar Poets purchase vulgar Fame

By chaunting Chloris, or fair Phillis Name;

Whose Reputation stall last as long,

As Fops and Ladies sing the amorous Song.

A Nobler Subject wisely they refuse,

The Mighty weight would crash their feeble Muse*.

So Story tells, a Paintet once would try

With his bold hand to Limn a Deity;

And He, by frequent ptactising that part,

Could draw a Minor-God with wondrous Att:

But when great Jove did to the Workman sit,

The Thunderer such horrour did beget,

That put the frighted Artist to a stand,

And made his Tencil drop from's bafH'd Hand.

The XXV. ODE of tie FIRST BOOK of HORACE.

By the Earl of Roscomon.

Integer Vitte, &C.

VErtue, Dear Friend, needs no defence,
The surest Guard is Innocence:
None knew, till Guilt created Fear,
What Darts or poisonM Arrows were.

Integrity undaunted goes
Through Libyan sands or Scythian snows,
Or where Hydaspes wealthy side
Pays Tribure to the Persian pride.

For as (by amorous Thoughts betray'd)
Careless in Sabin Woods I stray'd,
A grisly foaming Wolf unfed,
Met me unarm'd, yet trembling fled.

No Beast of more porrentous size,
In the Hercinian Forest lies ,-
None siercet, in Numidi a bred,
With Carthage were in Triumph led.

Set me in the remorest place,
That Neptune's frozen Arms embrace:
Where angry Jove did never spare
One Breath of kind and remperare Air:

Set me where on some pathless Plain
The swarthy ^Africans complain,
To sep the Chariot of the Sun
So near their scorching Country run:

The burning Zone, the frozen Isles,
Shall hear me sing of Calia's Smiles;
All" cold but in her Breast I will despise,
And dare all heat but that in Calia's Eyes.

The Vf. ODE of the

THIRD BOOK of HORACE

Of the Corruption of the Times,

By the Earl of Refeomon.
Hose ills your Ancestors have done,

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"Romans, are now become your own;

And they will cost you deat,

Unless you soon repair The falling Temples which the Cods provoke, And Statues .foUy'd yet with S^cjjAesiqus Srnp£e.

Propitious Heaven that rais'd your Fathers high, for humble, grateful Piety, (As it rewarded their Respect) Hath sharply punish'd your neglect. All Empires on the Gods depend, Begun by their command,at their command theyEnd. Let Crajsm Ghost and Labienus tell How twice by Jove's revenge our Legions fell, And with insulting Pride Shining in Ionian spoils the Parthian Victors ride. The Scythian and u£*yptian Scum

Had almost ruin'd Home, While our Seditions took their part, Fill'd each tÆgyftian fail, and wing'd each Scythian First, these Flagitious times, [dart„

(Pregnant with unknown Crimes) Conspire to violate the Nuptial Bed, From which polluted head Infectious Streams of crowding Sins began, And through the spurious breed and guilty Nation Behold a ripe and melting Maid, [ran* Bound Prentice to the wanton Trade 5 Ionian Artists at a mighty price Instruct her in the Mysteries of Vice, What Nets to spread, where subtile Baits to lay, And with an early hand they form the temper'd Clay. Marry'd, their Lesions ilie improves By practice of Adult'rous Loves, And scorns the common mean design To take advantage of her Husband's Wine, Or snatch in some dark place A hasty Illegitimate Embrace. No', the brib'd Husband knows of all, And bids her rife when Lovers call; Hither a Merchant from the Straits, Grown wealthy by forbidden Freights, Or City Cannibal, repairs, Who feeds upon the flesh of Heirs.

Convenient Brutes, whose tributary Same, Pays the full price of lust, and gilds the flighted

'Tis not the Spawn of such as these, [fliame. That dy'd with rumck^ Blood the Conquer'd Seas,

And quaiht the stern tÆtutdcs;
Made the proud ^Afixn Monarch feel
How weak his Gold was against Europe's Steel;

Forc'd e'en dire Hannibal to yield;
And won the long disputed World nZama's fatal field.

But Soldiers of a Rustick Mould, Rough, hardy, scason'd, manly, bold;

Either they dug the stubborn Ground, Or through hewn Woods their weighty strokes did

And after rhe declining Sun [sound:

Had chang'd the fliadows, and their Task was done, Home with their weary Team they took their way, And drown'd in friendly Bowls the labour of the day.

Time sensibly all things impairs 5

Our Fathers have been worse than theirs j

And we than Ours, next Age will fee

A Race more profligate than we (With all the pains we take) have jkill enough to be.

the IV. O D E rf the

FIRST BOOK of HORACE.

COnquer'd with soft and pleasing Charms,
And never-failing Vows of her return,
Winter unlocks his frosty Aims
To free the joyful Spring;
Which for sielh Loves with youthful heat do's burns
Warm South-winds Court her, and with, fruitful
Awake the drowsie flowers, [Ihow'll

Who haste and all rheir sweetness bring
To pay theii yearly Offering.

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