THE fam'd @3Italian@1 Muse, whose Rhymes advance @3Orlando@1, and the @3Paladins@1 of @3France@1, Records that, when our Wit and Sense is flown, 'Tis lodg'd within the Circle of the Moon In Earthen Jars, which one, who thither soar'd, Set to his Nose, snufft up, and was restor'd. What e're the Story be, the Moral's true; The Wit we lost in Town we find in you. Our Poets their fled Parts may draw from hence, And fill their windy Heads with sober Sense. When @3London@1 Votes with @3Southwark's@1 disagree, Here may they find their long-lost Loyalty, Here busie Senates, to th' old Cause inclin'd, May snuff the Votes their Fellows left behind: Your Country Neighbours, when their Grain grows dear, May come, and find their @3last Provision@1 here; Whereas we cannot much lament our Loss, Who neither carried back nor brought one Cross. We look'd what Representatives wou'd bring, But they help'd us, just as they did the King. Yet we despair not; for we now lay forth The @3Sybill's@1 Books to those who know their Worth; And tho the first was Sacrific'd before, These Volumes doubly will the price restore. Our Poet bade us hope this Grace to find, To whom by long Prescription you are kind. He, whose undaunted Muse with Loyal Rage Has never spar'd the Vices of the Age, Here finding nothing that his Spleen can raise, Is forced to turn his Satire into Praise. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE YOUNG LAUNDRYMAN by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS A BORDER AFFAIR by CHARLES BADGER CLARK JR. DECEMBER by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH REMEMBRANCE by EGMONT HEGEL ARENS EPIGAEA ASLEEP by WILLIAM WHITMAN BAILEY BRUCE: HOW AYMER DE VALENCE, AND JOHN OF LORN CHASED THE BRUCE ... by JOHN BARBOUR THE WARDROBE OF REMEMBRANCE by WILLIAM ROSE BENET |