Thus vulgar Dishes are by Cooks disguis'd, We are at least misled in pleasant way. So skilful Seamen ken the Land from far, * Azmet ations on Statius. With a Monck you end, whofe Name preferv'd fhall be, me Recorded *Rufus Memory, thought it greater Honour to Obey Duntrey's Intereft, than the World to fway. Write Worthy Things of Worthy Men, peculiar Talent of your Pen: me take your Mantle up, and I enture in your Right to Prophefie. is Work, by Merit first of Fame fecure, ewife Happy in its Geniture: nce 'tis Born, when Charles afcends the "Throne, es, at once, his Fortune and its own. To Mr. GRANVILLE, On his Excellent TRAGEDY, call'd HEROICK LOVE. A By Mr. DRYDEN. Ufpicious Poet, wert thou not my Friend, How could lenvy what I must commend! But fince 'tis Nature's Law in Love and Wit, That Youth fhou'd Reign, and withering Age fubmit; With less Regret those Laurels I refign, Which dying on my Brows, revive on thine. Than venture all his Fortune at a Cast, Young Young Princes, obe to win the Prize, Thô yearly beaten, yearly yet they rife: Set up fome Foreign Monster in the Bill.) nola Thus they jog on, still tricking, nevet thriving, And mur'dring Plays, which they mifcall, Reviving: Our Senfe is Nonsense throngh their Pipes convey'd ; Scarce can a Poet know the Play he made, T'is so disguis'd in Death; nor thinks 'tis he That suffers in the mangled Tragedy. Thus Itys first was kill'd, and after drefs'd With length of Time, much Judgment, and more Not Ill they Acted what they could not Spoil: Their *Setting Sun ftill fhoots a glimʼring Ray, Like Ancient Rome, Majestick in decay; And better Gleanings Their worn Soil can boast, Than the Crab-Vintage of the Neighb'ringCoast: This difference yet the Judging Word will see, Thou Copiest Homer, and they Copy Thee. |