b Empire.] It was generally believ'd in Rome, that CESAR thought BRUTUS the fittest Man to fucceed him; which therefore excufes BRUTUS fo far, as it is a Proof of his preferring the good of the Common-wealth not only to his best Friend, but to the highest Temptation of Interest and Ambition that could poflibly be laid in any Man's way. THE THE RAPTURE. I Yield, I yield, and can no longer stay My eager Thoughts, that force themselves away? Who can fee Faults, but can fee Beauties too, The The Muse who raises me from humble Ground, To view the vaft and various World around: I value Earth no more, and far below My Soul entranc'd is in a Rapture brought And with Contempt look down on human Care. Where, tho' arriv'd, they must be toiling still: Favour too great is safely plac'd on none; agen, The Muse inspires me now to look Who creep through Filth a thousand crooked Ways, Loaded with Guilt, they ftill pursue their Course; To gain the Means, and then to lofe the End. Like Heroes in Romances, ftill in Fight This, of all Vice, does most debase the Mind, Oh happy Times, when no fuch thing as Coin E'er tempted Friends to part, or Foes to join! Cattle, or Corn, among those harmless Men, Was all their Wealth, the Gold and Silver then : Corn was too bulky to corrupt a Tribe, And bellowing Herds would have betray'd the Bribe. And ev'ry Wind brings a new Mischief still; Thus far the Mufe unwillingly has been Fix'd on the dull, less happy forts of Sin; But, now more pleas'd, fhe views the diff'rent ways Of Luxury, and all its Charms furveys. Dear Luxury! thou foft, but fure Deceit ! Rife of the Mean, and Ruin of the Great! Thou |