On Neptune's part he plac'd victorious days,

Gay trophies won, and fame extending wide ; But plenty, safety, science, arts, and ease,

Minerva's scale with greater weight supply'd. Fierce War devours whom gentle Peace would save:

Sweet Peace restores what angry War destroys; War made for Peace, with that rewards the brave,

While Peace its pleasures from itself enjoys. Helice vanquish'd Neptune to the sea withdrew,

Hence wise Minerva rul'd Athenian lands;
Her Athens hence in arts and honours grew,

And still her Olives deck pacific hands.
From fables, thus disclos'd, a monarch's mind

May form just rules to chuse the truly great,
And subjects weary'd with distresses find,

Whose kind endeavours most befriend the ftate. Ev'n Britain here may learn to place her love,

If cities won, her kingdom's wealth have cost; If Anna's thoughts the patriot fouls approye,

Whose cares restore that wealth the wars had loft, But if we ask, the moral to disclose,

Whom her best patroness Europa calls, Great Anna's title no exception knows,

And unapply'd in this the fable falls.
With her nor Neptune or Minerva vies :

Whene’er she pleas’d, her troops to conquest flew
Whene'er the pleases, peaceful times arise:
She gave the Horse, and gives the Olive too.

DR. DR. DONNE'S THIRD SATIRE

V E R S IF I E D.

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OMPASSION checks my spleen, yet scorn denies

The tears a passage through my swelling eyes;
To laugh or weep at fins, might idly show
Unheedful passion, or unfruitful woe.

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Satire! arise, and try thy snarper ways,
If ever fatire cur'd an old disease.
Is not Religion (heaven-descended dame)
As worthy all our soul's devouteft flame,
As moral Virtue in her early sway,
When the best Heathens faw, by doubtful day?
Are not the joys, the promis'd joys above,
As great and strong to vanquish earthly love,
As earthly glory, fame, respect, and show,
As all rewards their virtue found below?
Alas! Religion proper means prepares,
These means are ours, and must its end be theirs ?
And shall thy father's spirit meet the fight
Of heathen sages cloath'd in heavenly light,
Whose merit of strict life, feverely suited
To Reason's dictates, may be faith imputed,
Whilst thou, to whom he taught the nearer road,
Art ever banish'd from the blest abode.

Oh! if thy temper such a fear can find,
This fear were valour of the noblest kind.
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Dar'ft

Dar'lt thou provoke, when rebel souls aspire,
Thy Maker's vengeance; and thry Monarch’s ire,
Or live entomb’d in hips, thy leader's prey,
Spoil of the war, 'the famine, or the sea;
In search of pearl, in depth of ocean breathe,
Or live, exil'd the sun, in mines beneath,
Olio where in tempests icy mountains roll,
Attempt a passage by the northern pole?
Or dar'st thou parch within the fires of Spain,
Or burn beneath the line, for Indian gain?
Or for some idol of thy fancy draw
Some loose-gown'd dame ;-O courage made of straw'!
Thus, desperate coward, would'st thou bald appear,
Yet when thy God has plac'd thee.centry here,
To thý'own foes, to his, ignoble yield;
And leave, for wars forbid, th' appointed field?

Know thy own foes ; th? apostate angel; he
You strive to please, the foremost of the three;
He makes the pleasures of his realm the bait,
But can he give for love that acts in hate ?
The world's thy second love, thy second foe,
The world, whose beauties perifh as they blow,
They fly, she fades herself; and at the best,
You grasp a wither'd strumpet to your breast;
The flesh is next, which in fruition wastes,
High futh'd with all the sensual joys it tastes.
While men the fair, the 'goodly soul destroy,
From whence the flesh has power to taste a joy.
Seek thou Religion primitively found-
Well, gentle friend, but where may she be found ?

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By faith implicit blind Ignaro led, Thinks the bright seraph from his country fled, if yo And seeks her seat at Rome, because we know, She there was seen a thousand years ago ;; And loves her relick.rags, as men obey : The foot-cloth where the prince fat yelterday.. These pageant forms are whining Obed's fcorn, Who seeks Religion at Geneva born, A sullen thing,, whose coarseness.suits the crowd : Though young, unhandsome, though unhandsome,

proud; Thus, with the wanton, some perversely judge.. All girls unhealthy but the country drudge.

No foreign schemes make easy Cæpio roam,
The man contented takes lis.church at home,
Nay, should some preachers, servile bawds of gain,
Should fome new laws, which like new fashions reign,
Command his faith to count salvation-ty'd,
To visit his, and visit none beside ;
He grants salvation centres in his own,
And grants it centres but in his alone;
From youth to age he grasps the proffer'd dame,
And they confer his faith, who give his name;
So from the guardian's hands the wards, who live
Enthrall’d to guardians, take the wives they give.

From all professions careless Airy flies,
For all professions can't be good, he cries ; ;
And here a fault, and there another views,
And lives unfix'd for want of heart to chule ;

So men, who know what some loose girls have done,
For fear of marrying fuch, will marry none.
The charms of all obsequious Courtly strike;
On each he dotes, on each attends alike;
And thinks, as different countries deck the dame,
The dresses altering, and the sex the fame :
So fares Religion, chang'd in outward show,
But 'tis Religion still where'er we go:
This blindness springs from an excess of light,
And men embrace the wrong to chuse the right.
But thou of force must one Religion own,
And only one, and that the right alone;
To find that right one, ask thy reverend fire,
Let his of him, and him of his enquire ;
Though truth and falsehood seem as twins ally'd,
'There 's eldership on Truth's delightful fide ;
Her seek with heed -- who seeks the foundest first,
Is not of no Religion, nor the worst.
T'adore, or scorn an image, or protest,
May all be bad; doubt wisely for the best,
'Twere wrong to sleep, or headlong run aftray;
It is not wandering, to inquire the way.

On a large mountain, at the basis wide,
Steep to the top, and craggy at the side,
Sits sacred Truth enthron’d; and he who means
'To reach the summit, mounts with weary pains,
Vinds round and round, and every turn essays,
Where sudden breaks resist the shorter ways.
Yet labour so, that ere faint age arrive,
Thy fearching foul poffefs her rest alive :

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