A PINDARICO DE TO THE MEMORY OF DR. WILLIAM KING. I. A WIDOW'D Friend invites a widow'd Mufe And cloath herself with fable weeds, Such as will fhew her heart with forrow bleeds; But in foft moving verse, Which melts to tears, like that dark night And thou art fet, like the all-glorious fun. Thou rais'dft thy tuneful breath. 11. Come hither, friendly Mufe, and tell How this good Prophet fell, That liv'd fo well: What faucy meffenger durft ftrike the blow Of fatal Death, And feize his breath, Who always was in readiness to go? c Written by Mr. Oldisworth, who continued the Examiners when Dr. Swift had given them up, and whom our Author is fuppofed occafionally to have assisted in those papers.—Whatever may be thought of Mr. Oldifworth's poetry, the warmth of friendship which breathes through this Pin@arick demands our commendation. Could Could not thy wit command 25 The Fugitive to stand, Which others could forbid to die, And blefs their names with. immortality? Hadft thou but us'd thy art, Death would have dropt his dart, And wondering ftopt the preffure of his leaden hand. III. Alas, he's cold! Oh, for a grave To bury the fad tale; For tears will not prevail Where Humour, Wit, or Virtue, could not fave ! Learning we boast in vain : A tomb is all we gain. For a life fpent in study and in pain. Wretched Mortality! Couldft thou thyself but fee, Thou wouldst hate life as we love thee. Why then fo fond to live are vain mankind? That feem to make life new? 30 35 How fhouldst thou live in fuch an age of vice? Earth was too narow for thy mind, 50 Whilst we lament thy too, too early fate : Our last efforts we'll try, Who beft can write upon a theme fo great. V. Like warriours well appointed for the fight, Each Poet fhould engage; Each strive who beft could prove Each freely pay his tributary mite. Well may we grieve, well may we mourn thy lofs, Such Heliconian dew, From whose celestial spring such influence flows. Thy wit did kindly give Food by which others live: For, at thy call, mirth fat on every face The favage throng Follow'd thy fong: Thus ravish'd and amaz'd, They danc'd around in one harmonious pace; VI. But why do I expoftulate, Since forrow comes too late To hinder thine or fave another's fate? Of what strange atoms are we made, 60 65 75 80 83 90 VII, The VII. The world, ungrateful, feldom doth produce A fruitful harvest for a virtuous Mufe; If Piety appear To crown the happy year, 'Tis always with indifference heard, And with fuch cool regard, The grudging foil just nourishment denies, And fo the hopeful plant too early dies; Such marks of goodness seldom last, Religion here and Duty easy grew, Envy herself muft ftop ev'n here, VIII. Thy Virtue's fled beyond her poisonous blaft, Which can no longer last; Since Heaven, from her peculiar care, Did for thy fame prepare, For fear the vicious world should spoil the growth, Have chang'd thy virtue, or debas'd thy worth! But pity 'twas that thou shouldft die, Pity, thy gaiety and wit, Should only now for worms be fit, a And, mix'd with Nature's rubbish, huddled lie! 95 100 195 119 115 120 CRAPU T 3 CRAPULIA is a very fair and large territory, which on the North is bounded with the Æthiopic Ocean, on the Eaft with Laconia and Viraginia, on the South by Moronia Felix, and Weftward with the Tryphonian Fens. It lies in that part of the Universe where is bred the monftrous bird called Ruc, that for its prey will bear off an Elephant in its talons; and is defcribed by the modern Geographers. The foil is too fruitful, and the heavens too ferene; fo that I have looked upon them with a filent envy, not without pity, when I confidered they were bleffings fo little deferved by the inhabitants. It lies in feventy-four degrees of longitude, and fixty degrees of latitude, and eleven degrees diftant from the Cape of Good Hope; and lies, as it were, oppofite to the whole coaft of Africa. It is commonly divided into two provinces, Pamphagonia and Ivronia, the former of which is of the fame length and breadth as Great Britain (which I hope will not be taken as any reflection), the other is equal to the High and Low Dutch Lands. Both obey the fame prince, are governed by the fame laws, and differ very little in their habit or their manners. "A fatire on the Dutch," fays the Editor of Dr. King's "Re"mains."His conjecture may poffibly be right; or, having Dr. King's papers in his poffeffion, it may even have appeared from them that fuch was the intention if it had been completed. But, in its present unfinished ftate, it must be owned, there is no friking resemblance. e Of whom, fee above, p. 96. CHAP. |