Docte febricitans, Somniata & inaudita commenta vigilans Edidit. Scepticum pie egit; Credulitate puer, audacia juvenes, Grubftreet Journal, No 67. A MOTTO on a great LAWYER's Coach. Deus vidit lucem esse bonam. To the faid LAWYER. RRA now Countryman ABEL Ishwear, O hone, O honem, AR What the devil doft thou mean by LUCEM BONAM? If thou haft not ftollen this Motto of thine, out of God's book of GENESIS. And now, what have you to do with God's book, that follow the Law? Could you not have pick'd out of Cook for thy purpose an old fee faw? But thou must transfer a piece of the bible: now I shwear by the virgin MARY, Tish a great shin against the church, to turn that book into TIPPERARY. And now, dear joy, I will be about giving fhome advice upon thy coach-door, Let thy motto be just like thy felf, that is, after as it was before. On the curious SERMON at the Oratory, concerning the unknown God, on SUNDAY. MARCH 24. WE HEN from gilt tub, fublime and masquerade, Which, like the theme, th' athenian god unknown Grubftreet Journal, Ño 69. T HE fcandalous author of the DUNCIAD, an inveterate enemy of our whole fociety, has fet this eminent member in another light, in the folling verses, which will no doubt raise a juft indignation in the reader. OUT, where each fcience lifts its modern type, B Hiftory her pot, divinity his pipe, While proud philofophy repines to fhow, T FLEET-PRISON, APRIL 12, 1731. To J- - - G-- - Ésq; W --- of the Fl--t W THILE malice and injuftice reign How idly vain is your pretence To clemency and innocence! In vain you wash your guilty hands, Regard the fable, here in view: 'Tis pat, as if 'twere made for you. A country fquire (as Esor has it), Soon as his mafter faw his face, 164 With your own hands, quoth rover, no. } But But these poor bones can witness be, HEN S WH An EPIGRAM. } J. W. BAVIUS. at first to the mitire was rais'd; How the prince and the prelate by clergy were prais'd! We have now got a bishop of primitive fort, Had all prelates fuch learning, fuch fenfe, and fuch fame, Oft to wrangle about the right road to salvation ; } Grubftreet Journal, No 70. CE EASE your politicks FRANK! or faith I affure you, Tho' if ever your writings fome merit did claim, There's no doubt, honeft FRANK, you've ideas good ftore Tho' Tho' fo cautiously frugal you are of the pence, And write like a niggard juft as much, as you spend. } Defign'd of the Monument of Sir IS AAC A NEWTON. PPROACH, ye wife of foul, with awe divine, "Tis NEWTON's name that confecrates this fhrine: That fun of knowledge, whose meridian ray That foul of fcience! that unbounded mind! And but forfook one world to know the laws of more. W. E. On receiving a Prefent of an Orange from Mrs. G. L. now Countess of ABOYNE. OW, PRIAM's fon, thou may'st be mute; Now For I can blythly boaft with thee: Thou to the fairest gave the fruit; The fairest gave the fruit to me. Upon this our author, acting the part of a poetical parish clerk, as well as of a regifter, (two offices frequently united in one perfon) has written the following admirable paraphrafe in the STERNHOLDIAN strain. |