Mr Pope, his life and times . the mean heart that lurks beneath a star;Can there be wanting, to defend her cause,Lights of the Church, or guardians of the laws ?Could pensioned Boileau lash, in honest strain,Flatterers and bigots, even in Louis reign ?Could laureate Dryden pimp and friar engage,Yet neither Charles nor James be in a rage ? ^ Delia was supposed to be the widow of the first LordDeloraine. She afterwards married William Wyndham, andbecame the mistress of George IL There was a rumour thatshe had administered poison to one of the maids-of-honour, aMiss Mackenzie. 2 Sir Francis Page.
Mr Pope, his life and times . the mean heart that lurks beneath a star;Can there be wanting, to defend her cause,Lights of the Church, or guardians of the laws ?Could pensioned Boileau lash, in honest strain,Flatterers and bigots, even in Louis reign ?Could laureate Dryden pimp and friar engage,Yet neither Charles nor James be in a rage ? ^ Delia was supposed to be the widow of the first LordDeloraine. She afterwards married William Wyndham, andbecame the mistress of George IL There was a rumour thatshe had administered poison to one of the maids-of-honour, aMiss Mackenzie. 2 Sir Francis Page. In 1728 he had presided at the trial ofPopes protigi, Richard Savage, for the murder of Mr. Sinclair,and had sentenced the culprit to death. He was known bythe name of The hanging Judge. * Nathaniel Lee, the dramatist {c. 1653-92). He went outof his mind in 1684, and was confined in Bedlam till 1689. Hisbest-known play was The Rival Queens. Budgell, though neveractually under restraint, was accused of disordered > / From an engia\ing after W. Hogarth. TASTK, IlIE GATE OF HOUSE. Imitation of Horace* 451 And I not strip the gilding ofif a knave,Unplaced, unpensioned, no mans heir or slave ?I will, or perish in the generous this and tremble ! you who scape the , while I live, no rich or noble knaveShall walk the world, in credit, to his VirUce only, atid her friends, a friend,The world beside may murmur, or , all the distant din that world can keep,Rolls oer my grotto, and but soothes my my retreat the best companions out of war and statesmen out of St. John mingles with my friendly bowlThe feast of reason and the flow of he whose lightning pierced the Iberian lines ^Now forms my quincunx, and now ranks my vines,Or tames the genius of the stubborn plainAlmost as quickly as he conquered must own I live among the pimp of pleasure, and no spy of stat
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