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Because you say, that you are priz'd,
Are powerful, and in Plenty roll;
And know not, that you are despis'd,
Naked, and blinder than a Mole.

One need not be a deep divine,

Nor many mystic books inspect, To shew, these words plainly defign The trimming Tepidarean Sect;

Neither of Zeno's rigid school,

Nor Pleasure's school of non-resistance;

But of the school of an old fool,

That doubts even his own existence;

A wav'ring quibbling sect contriv'd,

To free the Mind from all precision, Indoctrinated, and reviv'd,

By Hollis * the Academician.

* Chancellor of Cambridge.

A fect

A fect that creeps into most states,
That ev'ry man of spirit damns;
And ev'ry honest woman hates,
For their unsteadiness and shams.

By whom all Princes are betray'd,
All noble projects are defeated,
And ev'ry widow, wife, and maid,

Are tantaliz'd, abus'd and cheated.

Like Hussars they seem always ready;

But, when the danger's within reach, They neither in the field stand steady, Nor in the trenches, nor the breach.

As Folly's not their greatest fault,

Thro' dirtier paths than hers they've trudg'd,

You may observe, if you will halt,

How mercifully they are judg'd.

VOL. I.

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No Fines, no Prifon-Tribulation,
No Lofs of Members, to afflict them,
Only for qualms which they occafion,
Spew'd out like Vinum Benedictum.

Or, to come nearer to the matter,
When acid crudities rebuke,
Taken and swallow'd like warm water
On purpose to provoke a puke.

So fome of you were for a season,

When your four brethren caus'd great pain,

Swallow'd, for no other reason

Than to disgorge you both again.

Better discharge the peccant acid,

For, tho' their mixture should create

A Neutral, innocent and placid;

A Neutral's always a dead weight.

Better

Better to clear them both away,

Than leave them wambling in the guts,

Windy and * flatulent as whey,

And indigeftible as nuts.

I've run the metaphor quite through,

And taken as much pains as ten men,
To shew how beautifully true

The figures are of facred penmen.

* Flatulent as Whey.] Rapin tells us, that the Scotch first of all called them Whigs, from Whig, a liquor in that country, which he translates Lait Aigre, Sour Milk or Butter Milk. But he is mistaken, as Mr. Johnson judicioufly observes in his distinction of the word Whig into its fimple and figurative sense.

1. WHIG-WHEY.
2. A FACTION.

See Johnson's Dictionary in Whig.

I cannot forbear in this place acknowledging the obligation we are under to Mr. Johnson, for extending the benefits of the Union to the two languages. I hope in the next edition he will be able to lay afide invidious distinctions, and make a complete British Dictionary.

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And now the Trimmer shall be try'd,
If guilty, by St. John's decifion,

Let an emetick be apply'd,

Let him be spew'd out with derision.

First then I'll search, nay, never wince,
The Trimmer's conduct quite thro' life
To God, his Country, and his Prince,
His Neighbour, Family, and Wife.

Then by my text, in all these cases,
You'll fee their condemnation feal'd;
And fee, they ought to lose their places,
Although it had not been reveal'd.

Concerning Heaven, and Heaven's Vicegerent,
I'll touch upon the first but flightly;

Yet they are subjects so coherent,
One cannot feparate them rightly.

G-D

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