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All 22 Worldly's hens, nay partridge, fold to town,
His Ven'son too, a guinea makes your own:
He bought at thousands, what with better wit
You purchase as you want, and bit by bit;
Now, or long fince, what diff'rence will be found?
You pay a penny, and he paid a pound.

23 Heathcote himself, and fuch large-acred men, 240 Lords of fat E'fham, or of Lincoln fen,

Buy every flick of wood that lends them heat,

Buy every Pullet they afford to cat.

Yet thefe are Wights, who fondly call their own

Half that the Dev'l o'erlooks from Lincoln town. 245 The Laws of God, as well as of the land,

Abhor, a Perpetuity should stand:

Estates have wings, and hang in Fortune's pow'r
24 Loofe on the point of ev'ry wav'ring hour,
Ready, by force, or of your own accord,
By fale, at leaft by death, to change their lord.

22- das nummos; accipis uvam, Pullos, ova, cadum temeti: nempe modo ifto Paulatim mercaris agrum, fortaffe trecentis, Aut etiam fupra nummorum millibus emtum. Quid refert vivas numerato nuper, an olim?

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23 Emtor Aricini quondam, Veientis & arvi, Emtum cænat olus, quamvis aliter putat ; emtis Sub noctem gelidam lignis calefactat abenum. Sed vocat ufque fuum, quà populus adfita certis Limitibus vicina refugit jurgia: tanquam 24 Sit proprium quidquam, punto qued mabilis bora, Nunc prece, nunc pretio, nunc vi, nunc forte jupremâ, Permutet dominos, & cedat in altera jura.

Man?

Man? and for ever? wretch! what wou'dst thou have?
Heir urges heir, like wave impelling wave.
All vaft poffeffions (juft the fame the case

Whether you call them Villa, Park, or Chace) 255
Alas, my BATHURST! what will they avail?
Join Cotfwood hills to Saperton's fair dale,
Let rifing Granaries and Temples here,
There mingled farms and Pyramids appear,
Link towns to towns with avenues of oak,
Enclose whole downs in walls, 'tis all a joke!
Inexorable Death fhall level all,

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And trees, and stones, and farms, and farmer fall. 25 Gold, Silver, Iv'ry, Vases sculptur'd high, Paint, Marble, Gems, and robes of Perfian dye, 265 There are who have not and thank heav'n there are, Who, if they have not, think not worth their care. 26 Talk what you will of Tafte, my friend, you'll

Two of a face, as foon as of a mind.

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Why, of two brothers, rich and restless one
Ploughs, burns, manures, and toils from fun to fun;

Sic, quia perpetuus nulli datur ufus, & hæres
Hæredem alterius, velut unda fupervenit undam :
Quid vici profunt, aut horrea? quidve Calabris
Saltibus adjecti Lucani ; fi metit Orcus
Grandia cum parvis, non exorabilis auro?

25 Gemmas, marmor, ebur, Tyrrhena figilla, tabellas, Argentum, veftes Gætulo murice tintas, Sunt qui non babeant; eft qui non curet habere. 26 Cur alter fratrum ceflare, & ludere, & ungi. Præferat Herodis palmetis pinguibus; alter Dives & importunus, ad umbram lucis ab ortu

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The other flights, for women, fports, and wines,
All Townshend's Turnips, and all Grovenor's mines:
Why one like Bu— with pay and fcorn content,
Bows and votes on, in Court and Parliament ; 275
One, driv'n by ftrong Benevolence of foul,
Shall fly, like Oglethorp, from pole to pole :
Is known alone to that Directing Pow'r,
Who forms the Genius in the natal hour;
That God of Nature, who, within us ftill,
Inclines our action, not constrains our will
Various of temper, as of face or frame,
Each individual: His great End the same.

27 Yes Sir, how small foever be my heap,
A part I will enjoy, as well as keep.
My heir may figh, and think it want of grace
A man fo poor wou'd live without a place :
But fure no ftatute in his favour fays,
How free, or frugal, I fhall pass my days:
I, who at fome times fpend, at others spare,
Divided between carlefnefs and care.

Silveftrem flammis & ferro mitiget agrum ;
Scit Genius, natale comes qui temperat aftrum:
NATURÆ DEUS HUMANÆ, mortalis in unum-
quodque caput, vultu mutabilis, albus & ater.

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27 Utar, & ex modico, quantum res pofcit, acervo Tollam: nec metuam, quid de me judicet hæres, Quod non plura datis invenerit. & tamen idem Scire volam, quantùm fimplex bilarifque nepoti Diferepet, & quantum difcordet parcus avaro ; Diftat enim, fpargas tua prodigus, an neque fumtum Invitus facias, neque plura parare labores;

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'Tis one thing madly to disperse my store,
Another, not to heed to treasure more ;
Glad, like a Boy, to fnatch the firft good day,
And pleas'd, if fordid want be far away.

28 What is't to me (a paffenger God wot)
Whether my veffel be first-rate or not?
The Ship it felf may make a better figure,
But I that fail, am neither lefs nor bigger.
I neither strut with ev'ry fav'ring breath,
Nor strive with all the tempeft in my teeth.
In pow'r, wit, figure, virtue, fortune, plac'd
Behind the foremost, and before the last.

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29" But why all this of Av'rice? I have none." I wish you joy, Sir, of a Tyrant gone :

But does no other lord it at this hour,
As wild and mad? the Avarice of pow'r?
Does neither Rage inflame, nor Fear appall?
Not the black fear of death, that faddens all?

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An potiùs, puer ut feftis Quinquatribus olim,
Exiguo gratoque fruaris tempore raptim.
28 Pauperies immunda domûs procul abfit. ego, utrûm
Nave ferar magnà an parvâ; ferar unus & idem.
Non agimur tumidis velis Aquilone fecundo:
Non tamen adverfis ætatem ducimus Auftris.
Viribus, ingenio, fpecie, virtute, loco, re,
Extremi primorum, extremis ufque priores.

29 Non es avarus: abi. quid? cætera jam fimul iste Cum vitio fugere? caret tibi pectus inani Ambitione? caret mortis formidine & irâ?

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With terrors round, can Reason hold her throne, 310
Despise the known, nor tremble at th' unknown ?
Survey both worlds, intrepid and entire,

In fpight of witches, devils, dreams, and fire?
Pleas'd to look forward, pleas'd to look behind,
And count each birth-day with a grateful mind? 315
Has life no fournefs, drawn fo near its end?
Can't thou endure a foe, forgive a friend?
Has age but melted the rough parts away,
As winter-fruits grow mild e'er they decay?

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Or will you think, my friend, your bufinefs done, 320
When, of a hundred thorns, you pull out one?
30 Learn to live well, or fairly make
You've play'd, and lov'd, and eat, and drank your fill:
Walk fober off; before a sprightlier age

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Comes titt'ring on, and fhoves you from the ftage: 325
Leave fuch to trifle with more grace and ease,
Whom Folly pleafes, and whofe Follies pleafe..

Somnia, terrores magicos, miracula, fagas,
Nocturnos lemures, portentaque Theffala rides?
Natales gratè numeras? ignofcis amicis?
Lenior & melior fis accedente fenectâ?
Quid te exemta juvat fpinis de pluribus una?
30 Vivere fi rectè nefcis, decede peritis.
Lufifti fatis, edifti fatis, atque bibifti:
Tempus abire tibi eft: ne potum largius æquo
Rideat, & pulfet lafciva decentiùs atas.

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