Know, Eusden thirsts no more for sack or praise; REMARKS. 300 v. 296...Gildon.] Charles Gildon, a writer of criticisms and libels, of the last age, bred at St. Omer's, with the Jesuits; but renouncing Popery, he published Blount's books against the divinity of Christ, the oracles of reason, &c. He signalized him self as a critic, having written some very bad plays; abused Mr. P. very scandalously in an anonymous pamphlet of the life of Mr. Wycherley, printed by Curl; in another called The New Rehearsal, printed in 1714; in a third, entitied The Complete Art of English Poetry, in two Volumes; and others. v. 297...Howard.] Hon. Edward Howard, author of the British Princes, and a great number of wonderful pieces, celebrated by the late Earls of Dorset and Rochester; Duke of Buckingham, Mr. Waller, &c. VARIATIONS. v. 293...Know Eusden, &c.] In the former editions: Safe where no critics damn, no duns molest, To lands that flow with clenches and with puns: Bring, bring the madding bay, the drunken vine, And thou! his aid-de-camp, lead on my sons, 305 And all be sleep, as at an ode of thine." She ceas'd. Then swells the Chapel-royal throat; God save King Cibber! mounts in ev'ry note. 320 Familiar White's, God save King Colley! cries; God save King Colley! Drury-lane replies: To Needham's quick the voice triumphal rode, But pious Needham dropt the name of God; IMITATIONS. v. 30. The creeping, dirty, courtly ivy join.] "Hederae sequaces." Per. v. 311. O! when shall rise a monarch, &c.] Boileau, Lutrin, Helas! qu'est devenu ce tems, cet hureux tems, 98 THE DUNCIAD. Back to the Devil the last echoes roll, 325 And Coll! each butcher roars at 329 And the hoarse nation croak'd, God save King Log! REMARKS. v. 324. But pious Needham.] A matron of great fame, and very religious in her way; whose constant prayer it was, that she might get enough by her profession to leave it off in time and make her peace with God." But her fate was not so happy for being convicted, and set in the pillory, she was (to the las ing shame of all her great friends and votaries) so ill-used by the populace, that it put an end to her days, TO DR. JONATHAN SWIFT. BOOK II. The Argument. The King being proclaimed, the solemnity is graced with public games and sports of various kinds; not instituted by the Hero, as by Æneas in Virgil, but for greater honor by the Goddess in person (in like manner as the games Pithia, Isthmia, &c. were anciently said to be ordained by the gods, and as Thetis herself appearing, according to Homer, Odyssey XXIV. proposed the prizes in honor of her son Achilles). Hither flock the Poets and Critics, attended, as is but just, with their Patrons and Booksellers. The Goddess is first pleased, for her disport, to propose games to the Booksellers, and setteth up the phantom of a poet, which they contend to overtake. The races described, with their divers accidents. Next the game for a Poetess. Then follow the exercises for the Poets, of tickling, vociferating, diving: the first holds forth the arts and practices of Dedicators, the second of Disputants and fustian Poets, the third of profound, dark, and dirty party-writers. Lastly, for the Critics the Goddess proposes (with great propriety) an exercise, not of their parts, but their patience, in hearing the works of two voluminous authors, the one in verse, and the other in prose, deliberately read, without sleeping; the various effects of which, with the several degrees and manners of their operation, are here set forth; till the whole number, not of Critics only, but of Spectators, Actors, and all present, fall fast asleep; which naturally and necessarily ends the Games. HIGH IGH on a gorgeous seat, that far out-shone Henley's gilt tub, or Fleckno's Irish throne, 9.2...or Fleckno's Irish throne. Richard Fleckno was an Irish priest, but had laid aside (as himself expressed it) the mepart of priesthood. He printed some plays, poems, let chanic Or that where on her Curls the Public pours, their horns. Not with more glee, by hands pontific crown'd, With scarlet hats wide waving circled round, Rome in her Capitol saw Querno sit, Thron'd on seven hills, the antichrist of wit. 15 ters, and travels. I doubt not our Author took occasion to menfion him in respect to the poem of Mr. Dryden, to whom this bears some resemblance, though of a character more different from it than that of the Æneid-from the Hiad, or the Luurin of Boileau from the Defait de Bouts rimees of Sarazin. REMARKS. 15. Rome in her Capitol saw Querno sit.] Camillo Quer no was of Apulia, who, hearing the great encouragement which Leo X. gave to poets, travelled to Rome with a harp in his hand, and sung to it twenty thousand verses of a poem called Alexias. He was introduced as a buttoon to Leo, and promoted to the honour of the Laurel; a jest which the Court of Rome and the IMITATIONS. 1. High on a gorgeous seat.] Parody of Milton, Book IL ⚫ Outshone the wealth of Ormus and of Ind, |