CONTENTS. PART I. OF the End and Efficacy of Satire. The Love of Glory and Fear of Shame universal, Ver. 29. This Passion, implanted in Man as a Spur to Virtue, is generally perverted, Ver. 41. And thus becomes the Occasion of the greatest Follies, Vices, and Miseries, Ver. 61. It is the Work of Satire to rectify this Passion, to reduce it to its proper Channel, and to convert it into an Incentive to Wisdom and Virtue, Ver. 89. Hence it appears, that Satire may influence those who defy all Laws Human and Divine, Ver. 99. An Objection answered, Ver. 131. PART II. Rules for the Conduct of Satire. Justice and Truth its chief and Prudence in the Application of Decency of ExMethods in which essential Property, Ver. 169. Wit and Ridicule, whose Province is, not to explore unknown but to enforce known Truths, Ver. 191. Proper Subjects of Satire are the Manners of present Times, Ver. 239. pression recommended, Ver. 255. The different Folly and Vice ought to be chastised, Ver. 269. The Variety of Style and Manner which these two Subjects require, Ver. 277. The Praise of Virtue may be admitted with Propriety, Ver. 315. Caution with regard to Panegyric, Ver. 329. The Dignity of true Satire, Ver. 341. PART III. The History of Satire. Roman Satirists, Lucilius, Horace, Persius, Juvenal, Ver. 357, &c. Causes of the Decay of Literature, particularly of Satire, Ver. 389. Revival of Satire, Ver. 401. Erasmus one of its principal Restorers, Ver. 405. Donne, Ver. 411. The Abuse of Satire in England, during the licentious Reign of Charles II. Ver. 415. Dryden, 429. The true Ends of Satire pursued by Boileau in France, Ver. 439; and by Mr. Pope in England, Ver. 445. PART I. FATE gave the word; the cruel arrow sped; And POPE lies number'd with the mighty Dead ! Resign'd he fell; superior to the dart, That quench'd its rage in YOURS and BRITAIN'S Heart: 4 You mourn but BRITAIN, lull'd in rest profound, And flapp'd her wing, impatient for the Night: And snake-hung ENVY hisses o'er his Urn: Th' envenom'd Monsters spit their deadly foam, To blast the Laurel that surrounds his Tomb. But You, O WARBURTON! whose eye refin❜d 15 Can see the greatness of an honest mind; Can see each Virtue and each Grace unite, And taste the Raptures of a pure Delight; You visit oft his awful Page with Care, And view that bright Assemblage treasur'd there; 19 25 |