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Animula vagula, blandula,
Hofpes Comefque corporis,
Que nunc abibis in loca?
Pallidula, rigida, nudula,
• Nec (ut foles) dabis Joca!

Alas, my Soul! thou pleafing Companion of this Body, thou fleeting thing that art now deferting it! whither art thou flying? To what unknown Region? Thou art all trembling, fearful, and penfive. Now what is become of thy former Wit and Humour? Thou shalt jeft and be gay no more. I confefs I cannot apprehend where lies the trifling in all this, 'tis the most natural and obvious Refie'ction imaginable to a dying Man: and if we confider the Emperor was a Heathen, that Doubt concerning the future Fate of his Soul will feem fo far from being the Effect of want of Thought, that 'twas fcarce reafonable he should think otherwife; not to mention that here is a plain Confeffion included of his Belief in its Immortality. The diminutive Epithets of Vagula, Blandula, and the rest, apC pear not to me as Expreffions of Levity, but rather of Endearment and 'Concern;

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Concern; fuch as we find in Catullus, and the Authors of Hendeca-fyllabi after him, where they are used to exprefs the utmoft Love and Tenderness for their Miftreffes If you think me right in my Notion of the last 'Words of Adrian, be pleased to in'fert this in the Spectator; if not, to ' fuppress it.

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I am, &c.

To the fuppofed Author of the
Spectator.

IN Courts licentious, and a shameless Stage, How long the War fall Wit with Virtue wage?

Enchanted by this prostituted Fair,

Our Youth run headlong in the fatal Snare;
In height of Rapture clasp unheeded Pains,
And fuck Pollution thro' their tingling Veins.

THY Spotless Thoughts unshock'd the Priest may hear,

And the pure Vestal in her Bofom wear.
To confcious Blushes and diminish'd Pride,
Thy Glass betrays what treach'rous Love would
bide;

Nor harsh thy Precepts, but infused by stealth,
Pleafe while they cure, and cheat us into Health.

Thy

Thy Works in Chloe's Toilet gain a part,
And with his Taylor fhare the Fopling's Heart:
Lafb'd in thy Satire, the penurious Cit
Laughs at himself, and finds no harm in Wit.
From Felon Gamefters the raw Squire is free,
And Britain owes her refcu'd Oaks to thee.
His Mifs the frolick Viscount dreads to toast,
Or his third Cure the fallow Templer boast;
And the rafb Fool who scorn'd the beaten Road,
Dares quake at Thunder, and confess his God.

THE brainless Stripling, who, expell'd to
Town,

Damn'd the ftiff College and pedantick Gown,
Aw'd by thy Name, is dumb, and thrice a Week
Spells uncouth Latin, and pretends to Greek.
A fanntring Tribe! such born to wide Eftates,
With Tea and No in Senates hold Debates:
At length defpis'd, each to his Fields retires,
First with the Dogs, and King amidst the
Squires:

From Pert to Stupid finks fupinely down,
In Youth a Coxcomb, and in Age a Clown.

SUCH Readers fcorn'd, thou wing'ft thy da ring Flight

Above the Stars, and tread'ft the Fields of Light;

Fame, Heav'n and Hell, are thy exalted Theme, And Vifions fuch as Jove himself might dream,

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Man funk to Slav'ry, tho' to Glory born,

Heav'ns Pride when upright, and deprav'd his

Scorn.

SUCH Hints alone could British Virgil lend,
And thou alone deferve from fuch a Friend:
A Debt fo borrow'd, is illuftrious Shame,
And Fame when shar'd with him is double
Fame.

So flufh'd with Sweets, by Beauty's Queen be-
Stow'd

With more than mortal Charms Æneas glow'd.
Such gen'rous Strifes Eugen and Marlbro' try,
And as in Glory, fo in Friendship vie.

PERMIT thefe Lines by thee to live-
nor blame

A Mufe that pants and languishes for Fame;
That fears to fink when humbler Themes fhe
fings,

Loft in the Mafs of mean forgotten things.
Receiv'd by thee, I prophesy my Rhymes

The Praife of Virgins in fucceeding times;
Mix'd with thy Works, their Life no Bounds
fball fee,

But ftand protected, as infpir'd by thee,

SO fome weak Shoot, which elfe would poorly
rife,

Jove's Tree adopts, and lifts him to the Skies;

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Thro' the new Pupil foft'ring Juices flow, Thruft forth the Gems, and give the Flow'rs to

blow

Aloft; immortal reigns the Plant unknown, With borrow'd Life, and Vigour not his own.

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To the SPECTATOR-GENERAL. Mr. John Sly humbly fheweth, THAT upon reading the Deputation given to the faid Mr. John Sly, all Perfons paffing by his Obfervatory behaved themfelves with the fame Decorum, as if your Honour your felf had been prefent.

THAT your faid Officer is preparing, according to your Honour's fecret Inftructions, Hats for the feveral kinds of Heads that make figures in the Realms of Great Britain, with 'Cocks fignificant of their Powers and • Faculties.

THAT your faid Officer has taken due notice of your Inftructions and Admonitions concerning the Internals of the Head from the out'ward Form of the fame. His Hats for Men of the Faculties of Law and Phyfick do but juft turn up, to give a little Life to their Sagacity; his

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