So the fam'd spear, for double force renown'd,
Apply'd the remedy that gave the wound.

In tedious lifts 'twere endless to engage,

And draw at length the rabble of the Stage,
Where one for twenty years has given alarms,
And call'd contending monarchs to their arms;
Another fills a more important post,

And rifes every other night a ghost;

Through the cleft Stage, his mealy face he rears,
Then stalks along, groans thrice, and disappears;
Others, with fwords and fhields, the foldier's pride,
More than a thousand times have chang'd their fide,
And in a thousand fatal battles dy'd.

Thus feveral perfons feveral parts perform;
Soft lovers whine, and bluftering heroes ftorm.
The stern exasperated tyrants rage,

Till the kind bowl of poifon clears the Stage,
Then honours vanith, and diftinctions ceafe;
Then, with reluctance, haughty queens undrefs.
Heroes no more their fading laurels boast,
And mighty kings in private men are lost.
He, whom fuch titles fwell'd, fuch power made proud,
To whom whole realms and vanquish'd nations bow'd,
Throws off the gaudy plume, the purple train,
And in his own vile tatters ftinks again.

ON

ON THE LADY MANCHESTER.

WH

HILE haughty Gallia's dames, that spread
O'er their pale cheeks, an artful red,

Beheld this beauteous ftranger there
In native charms, divinely fair;
Confufion in their looks they fhow'd;
And with unborrow'd blushes glow`d.

САТО.

CA T T

A

TRAGEDY.

O.

"Ecce fpectaculum dignum, ad quod refpiciat, in"tentus operi fuo, Deus! Ecce par Deo dignum, "vir fortis cum malâ fortunâ compofitus! Non “video, inquam, quid habeat in terris Jupiter pul"chrius, fi convertere animum velit, quàm ut "spectet Catonem, jam partibus non femel fractis, "nihilominùs inter ruinas publicas erectum.”

SEN. de Divin. Prov.

YER SE S

TO THE

AUTHOR OF THE TRAGEDY OF CATO.

WHILE

you the fierce divided Britons awe,

And Cato with an equal virtue draw;

While envy is itself in wonder loft,

And factions strive who shall applaud you most ;
Forgive the fond ambition of a friend,

Who hopes himself, not you, to recommend:
And joins th' applause which all the learn'd bestow
On one, to whom a perfect work they owe.

To my

* light fcenes I once infcrib'd your name, And impotently ftrove to borrow fame;

Soon will that die, which adds thy name to mine;
Let me, then, live, join'd to a work of thine.

RICHARD STEELE,

IS nobly done thus to enrich the stage,

"And raife the thoughts of a degenerate age;

To fhew how endless joys from freedom spring,
How life in bondage is a worthless thing.
The inborn greatnefs of your foul we view,

You tread the paths frequented by the few;

With

Tender Husband, dedicated to Mr. Addison.