Bold and accursed are they who all this while
Have strove to isle this monarch from this isle,
And to improve themselves by false pretence.
Have strove to isle this monarch from this isle,
And to improve themselves by false pretence.
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That who does cut his purse will cut his throat ;
But he in wise anger does their crimes forbear,
As thieves reprieved from executioner,
While Hyde, provoked> his foaming tusk does
whet,
To prove them traitors, and himself the Pett.
Painter adjourn. How well our arts agree !
Poetic picture, painted poetry !
But this great work is for our monarch fit.
And henceforth Charles only to Charles shall sit ;
His master-hand the ancients shall outdo.
Himself the Painter, and the Poet too.
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TO THE KING.
So hi8 bold tabe man to the 8un applied,
And spots unknown in the bright star descried,
Showed thej obscure liim, while too near thej
please.
And seem his courtiers, are but his disease ;
Through optic trunk the planet seemed to hear.
And hurls them off e'er since in his career.
And you, great Sir, that with him empire
share,
Sun of our world, as he the Charles is there,
Blame not the Muse that brought those spots to
sight.
Which, in your splendour hid, corrode your
light;
(Kings in the country oft have gone astray,
Nor of a peasant scorned to learn the way. )
Would she the unattended throne reduce,
Banishing love, trust, ornament, and use ;
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Better it were to live in cloister's lock,
Or in fair fields to rule the easy flock :
She blames them only who the court restrain,
And where all England serves, themselves would
reign.
Bold and accursed are they who all this while
Have strove to isle this monarch from this isle,
And to improve themselves by false pretence.
About the common prince have raised a fence ;
The kingdom from the crown distinct would see,
And peel the bark to bum at last the tree.
As Ceres corn, and Flora is the spring,
As Bacchus wine, the Country is the King.
Not so does rust insinuating wear,
Nor powder so the vaulted bastion tear.
Nor earthquakes so an hollow isle o'erwhelm,
As scratching courtiers undermine a realm.
And through the palace's foundations bore.
Burrowing themselves to hoard their guilty
store.
The smallest vermin make the greatest waste,
And a poor warren once a city rased.
But th'^ey whom bom to virtue and to wealth,
Nor guilt to flattery binds, nor want to stealth ;
Whose generous conscience, and whose courage
high.
Does with clear counsels their large souls
supply ;
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Who serve the king with their estates and care,
And as in love on paiiiaments can stare ;
Where few the number, choice is there less
hard;
Give us this court, and rule without a guard.
MKD or m wan past.
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INSTRUCTIONS TO A PAINTER.
PABT n.
Spread a large canvas, Painter, to contain
The great assembly, and the numerous train ;
Where all about him shall in triumph sit,
Abhorring wisdom, and despising wit ;
Hating all justice, and resolved to fight,
To rob their native country of their right.
First draw his Highness prostrate to the
.