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As One Put Drunk Into The Packet Boat Tom Ma

As One Put Drunk Into The Packet Boat
Tom May Was Hurry"D Hence And Did Not Know"T.
But Was Amaz"D On The Elysian Side
And With An Eye Uncertain Gazing Wide
Could Not Determine In What Place He Was
For Whence In Stevens Ally Trees Or Grass.
Nor Where The Popes Head Nor The Mitre Lay
Signs By Which Still He Found And Lost His Way.
At Last While Doubtfully He All Compares
He Saw Near Hand As He Imagin"D Ares.
Such Did He Seem For Corpulence And Port
But "Twas A Man Much Of Another Sort
"Twas Ben That In The Dusky Laurel Shade
Amongst The Chorus Of Old Poets Laid
Sounding Of Ancient Heroes Such As Were
The Subjects Safety And The Rebel"S Fear.
But How A Double Headed Vulture Eats
Brutus And Cassius The Peoples Cheats.
But Seeing May He Varied Streight His Song
Gently To Signifie That He Was Wrong.
Cups More Then Civil Of Emilthian Wine
I Sing Said He And The Pharsalian Sign
Where The Historian Of The Common Wealth
In His Own Bowels Sheath"D The Conquering Health.
By This May To Himself And Them Was Come
He Found He Was Tranflated And By Whom.
Yet Then With Foot As Stumbling As His Tongue
Prest For His Place Among The Learned Throng.
But Ben Who Knew Not Neither Foe Nor Friend
Sworn Enemy To All That Do Pretend
Rose More Then Ever He Was Seen Severe
Shook His Gray Locks And His Own Bayes Did Tear
At This Intrusion. Then With Laurel Wand
The Awful Sign Of His Supream Command.
At Whose Dread Whisk Virgil Himself Does Quake
And Horace Patiently Its Stroke Does Take
As He Crowds In He Whipt Him Ore The Pate
Like Pembroke At The Masque And Then Did Rate.
Far From These Blessed Shades Tread Back Agen
Most Servil" Wit And Mercenary Pen.
Polydore Lucan Allan Vandale Goth
Malignant Poet And Historian Both.
Go Seek The Novice Statesmen And Obtrude
On Them Some Romane Cast Similitude
Tell Them Of Liberty The Stories Fine
Until You All Grow Consuls In Your Wine.
Or Thou Dictator Of The Glass Bestow
On Him The Cato This The Cicero.
Transferring Old Rome Hither In Your Talk
As Bethlem"S House Did To Loretto Walk.
Foul Architect That Hadst Not Eye To See
How Ill The Measures Of These States Agree.
And Who By Romes Example England Lay
Those But To Lucan Do Continue May.
But The Nor Ignorance Nor Seeming Good
Misled But Malice Fixt And Understood.
Because Some One Than Thee More Worthy Weares
The Sacred Laurel Hence Are All These Teares?
Must Therefore All The World Be Set On Flame
Because A Gazet Writer Mist His Aim?
And For A Tankard Bearing Muse Must We
As For The Basket Guelphs And Gibellines Be?
When The Sword Glitters Ore The Judges Head
And Fear Has Coward Churchmen Silenced
Then Is The Poets Time "Tis Then He Drawes
And Single Fights Forsaken Vertues Cause.
He When The Wheel Of Empire Whirleth Back
And Though The World Disjointed Axel Crack
Sings Still Of Ancient Rights And Better Times
Seeks Wretched Good Arraigns Successful Crimes.
But Thou Base Man First Prostituted Hast
Our Spotless Knowledge And The Studies Chast.
Apostatizing From Our Arts And Us
To Turn The Chronicler To Spartacus.
Yet Wast Thou Taken Hence With Equal Fate
Before Thou Couldst Great Charles His Death Relate.
But What Will Deeper Wound Thy Little Mind
Hast Left Surviving Davenant Still Behind
Who Laughs To See In This Thy Death Renew"D
Right Romane Poverty And Gratitude.
Poor Poet Thou And Grateful Senate They
Who Thy Last Reckoning Did So Largely Pay.
And With The Publick Gravity Would Come
When Thou Hadst Drunk Thy Last To Lead Thee Home.
If That Can Be Thy Home Where Spencer Lyes
And Reverend Chaucer But Their Dust Does Rise
Against Thee And Expels Thee From Their Side
As Th" Eagles Plumes From Other Birds Divide.
Nor Here Thy Shade Must Dwell Return Return
Where Sulphrey Phlegeton Does Ever Burn.
The Cerberus With All His Jawes Shall Gnash
Megera Thee With All Her Serpents Lash.
Thou Rivited Unto Ixion"S Wheel
Shalt Break And The Perpetual Vulture Feel.
"Tis Just What Torments Poets Ere Did Feign
Thou First Historically Shouldst Sustain.
Thus By Irrevocable Sentence Cast
May Only Master Of These Revels Past.
And Streight He Vanisht In A Cloud Of Pitch
Such As Unto The Sabboth Bears The Witch.


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