Quid vici profunt, aut horrea? quidve Calabris Saltibus adjecti Lucani; fi metit Orcus Grandia cum parvis, non exorabilis auro? * Gemmas, marmor, ebur, Tyrrhena figilla, ta bellas, Argentum, veftes Gaetulo murice tinctas, Sunt qui non habeant; eft qui non curat habere. b Cur alter fratrum ceffare, et ludere, et ungi Praeferat Herodis palmetis pinguibus; alter Dives et importunus, ad umbram lucis ab ortu Silveftrem flammis et ferro mitiget agrum : NOTES. VER. 273 All Townshend's Turnips.] Lord Townfhend, Secretary of State to George the Firft and Second.When this great Statesman retired from business, he amused All vaft poffeffions (just the same the cafe Whether you call them Villa, Park, or Chace) 255 Alas, my BATHURST! what will they avail? 260 And trees, and ftones, and farms, and farmer fall. find, Two of a face, as foon as of a mind. Why, of two brothers, rich and restless one Plows, burns, manures, and toils from fun to fun; NOTES. 275 himself in Husbandry; and was particularly fond of that kind of rural improvement which arifes from Turnips; it was the favourite fubje&t of his conversation. Scit Genius, natale comes qui temperat aftrum: Utar, et ex modico, quantum res pofcet, acervo Ac potius, puer ut feftis Quinquatribus olim, f Pauperies immunda procul procul abfit: ego, utrum Nave ferar magna an parva; ferar unus et idem. NOTES. VER. 277. fly, like Oglethorpe,] Employed in fettling the Colony of Georgia. VER. 280. That God of Nature, etc.] Here our Poet had an opportunity of illuftrating his own Philofophy; and thereby giving a much better fenfe to his Original; and correcting both the naturalism and the fate of Horace, which are covertly conveyed in these words, One, driv'n by strong Benevolence of foul, e Yes, Sir, how small foever be my heap, f What is't to me (a paffenger God wot) NOTES. A Scit Genius, natale comes qui temperat aftrum, 280 285 290 295 VER. 288. But fure no ftatute] Alluding to the ftatutes made in England and Ireland, to regulate the Sueceffion of Papifts, etc. Non agimur tumidis velis Aquilone fecundo: • Non es avarus: abi. quid? caetera jam fimul ifto Cum vitio fugere? caret tibi pectus inani Ambitione? caret mortis formidine et ira? Somnia, terrores magicos, miracula, fagas, Lenior et melior fis accedente senecta ? Quid te exemta levat fpinis de pluribus una? Vivere fi recte nefcis, decede peritis. Lufifti fatis, edifti fatis, atque bibisti : Tempus abire tibi eft: ne potum largius aequo NOTES. VER. 312. Survey both worlds,] It is obfervable with what fobriety he has corrected the licentioufness of his Original, which made the expectation of another world a part of that fuperftition, he would explode; whereas his |