Cries Patrick Touzl'em, " I am bound to pray,
You've fav'd my Sue in your fame phyfick way,
And further fhall I thank you yesterday."
Then Sawney came and thank'd me for my love,
(I very readily excus'd his glove)

He blefs'd the mon, e'en by St. Andrew's cross,
"Who cur'd his bonny bearn and blithsome lass.”
But merriment and mimickry apart,
Thanks to each bounteous hand and gen
n'rous heart
Of those, who tenderly take pity's part;
Who in good-natur'd acts can fweetly grieve,
Swift to lament, but fwifter to relieve..

Thanks to the lovely fair ones, types of heaven,
Who raise and beautify the bounty given;
But chief to him_in_whom distress confides,
Who o'er this noble plan fo gloriously prefides.

The Earl afterwards Duke of Northumberland..

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ARTE CRITICA..

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LATIN VERSION

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Mr. POPE'S ESSAY ON CRITICISM..

Nec me animi fallit-

Difficile illuftrare Latinis verfibus effe

(Multa novis verbis præfertim cum fit agendum)
Propter egeftatem linguæ, & rerum novitatem.

LUCRIT..

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CRITICIS M.

"TIS hard to fay, if greater want of skill Appear in writing, or in judging ill;

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But of the two, lefs-dang 'rous is th' offence
To tire our patience, than mislead our fenfe.
Some few in that, but numbers err in this,
Ten cenfure wrong, for one who writes amifs.
A fool might once himself alone expose,
Now one in verfe makes many more in prose.

'Tis with our judgments as our watches, none
Go juft alike, yet each believes his own.
In poets as true genius is but rare,
True tafte as feldom is the critick's fhare ;
Both muft alike from heav'n derive their light,,
These born to judge, as well as those to write.
*Let fuch teach others who themselves excel,
And cenfure freely who have written well.
Authors are partial to their wit, 'tis true;
But are not criticks to their judgment too?

Yets

* Qui fcribit artificiose, ab aliis commode fcripta facile Cic. ad Herenn. b. 4.

intelligere poterit.

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CRITICA.

DICTU difficile eft, an fit dementia major
Egiffe invitâ vatem criticumne Minervâ;
Ille tamen certe venia tibi dignior errat
Qui laffat, quam qui feducit in avia, fenfus.
Sunt, qui abfurda canunt; fed enim ftultiffima ftultos.
Quam longe exuperat criticorum natio vates;
Se folum exhibuit quondam, melioribus annis
Natus hebes, ridendum; at nunc mufa improba prolem
Innumeram gignit, quæ mox fermone foluto
Equiparet ftolidos verfus, certetque ftupendo.

Nobis judicium, veluti quæ dividit horas
Machina, conftruitur, motus non omnibus idem,
Non pretium, regit.ufque tamen fua quemque. Poetas
Divite perpaucos venâ donavit Apollo,

Et criticis recte fapere eft rariffima virtus;
Arte in utraque nitent felices indole foli,
Mufaque quos placido nafcentes lumine vidit.
Ille alios melius, qui inclaruit ipfe, docebit,
Jureque quam meruit, poterit tribuiffe coronam.
Scriptores (fateor) fidunt propriæ nimis arti,
Nonne autem criticos pravus favor urget ibidem ?

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