His odoriferous attempts to please 290 A graver coxcomb we may sometimes see, 295 A fool with judges, amongst fools a judge; 300 He says but little, and that little said Owes all its weight, like loaded dice, to lead. His wit invites you by his looks to come, But when you knock it never is at home; 'Tis like a parcel sent you by the stage, 305 Some handsome present, as your hopes presage: 'Tis heavy, bulky, and bids fair to prove An absent friend's fidelity and love; But when unpack'd your disappointment groans To find it stuff'd with brickbats, earth, and stones. 310 In making known how oft they have been sick, A doctor's trouble, but without the fees; 315 320 They put on a damp nightcap and relapse; They thought they must have died, they were so bad; Their peevish hearers almost wish they had. Some fretful tempers wince at ev'ry touch, 325 That's worse-the dronepipe of an humblebee. 330 He shakes with cold-you stir the fire and strive 335 340 345 Of fancied scorn, and undeserv'd disdain, And bear the marks, upon a blushing face, Of needless shame, and self-impos'd disgrace. 350 Our sensibilities are so acute, The fear of being silent makes us mute. We sometimes think we could a speech produce Much to the purpose, if our tongues were loose; 355 Faint as a chicken's note that has the pip: Our wasted oil unprofitably burns, Like hidden lamps in old sepulchral urns, Few Frenchmen of this evil have complain'd, 360 The cause perhaps inquiry may descry, 365 370 Lest they miscarry of what seems their due. And only blushes in the proper place; But counterfeit is blind, and skulks through fear, 375 Where 'tis a shame to be asham'd t' appear; Humility the parent of the first, The last by vanity produc'd and nurs'd. The circle form'd, we sit in silent state, Like figures drawn upon a dial plate ; 380 Yes, ma'am, and No, ma'am, utter'd softly, show Ev'ry five minutes how the minutes go; Each individual, suffering a constraint, Of epidemick throats, if such there are, 385 390 And coughs, and rheums, and phthisicks, and catarrh That theme exhausted, a wide chasm ensues, Fill'd up at last with interesting news, Who danc'd with whom, and who are like to wed, 395 And who is hang'd, and who is brought to bed; 400 And there resume an unembarrass'd brow, The reeking, roaring hero of the chase, And though the fox he follows may be tam'd, A mere fox follower never is reclaim'd. 405 410 Some farrier should prescribe his proper course, Or if deserving of a better doom, The noble beast judge otherwise, his groom. Yet e'en the rogue that serves him, tho' he stand 415 To take his honour's orders, cap in hand, Prefers his fellow grooms with much good sense, If neither horse nor groom affect the squire, 420 The school of coarse good fellowship and noise; Whose friendship from his boyish years he chose, 425 Till none but beasts acknowledge him a man. Like theirs that cleave the flood or graze the field, Had not his Maker's all-bestowing hand Giv'n him a soul, and bade him understand; 430 The reas'ning pow'r vouchsaf'd of course inferr'd The pow'r to clothe that reason with his word; And he that gives conception, aids the birth. If this be plain, 'tis plainly understood, 435 What uses of his boon the giver would. The mind despatch'd upon her busy toil, Should range where Providence has bless'd the soil; Visiting ev'ry flow'r with labour meet, And gath'ring all her treasures sweet by sweet; 440 And speech may praise the pow'r that bids it flow. Will the sweet warbler of the livelong night, 445 450 455 Who shifts and changes all things but his shape, And would degrade ner votary to an ape, 460 The fruitful parent of abuse and wrong, Holds a usurp'd dominion o'er his tongue; There sits and prompts him with his own disgrace, And, when accomplish'd in her wayward school, 465 Calls gentleman whom she has made a fool. Tis an unalterable fix'd decree, That none could frame or ratify but she, That Heav'n and Hell, and righteousness and sin, Snares in his path, and foes that lurk within, 470 God and his attributes, (a field of day Where 'tis an angel's happiness to stray,) 475 |