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Those Names, which Royal Ancestry can boast,-In mean raechanick Arts obscurely lost.

These Eyes a second Homer might inspire; -Fix’d at the Loom, destroy their useless Eire.

Griev’U at a View which strikes upon my Mind,.

The fhort-liv’d Vanity of Human Kind.

In gaudy Objects I indulge my Sight.

And turn, where Eastern Pomp gives Day Delight.See the vast Train in various Habits drest ;

By the bright Scymitar, and fable Vest,

The Vizier proud, distinguiih’d from the Rest.

Six Slaves, in gay Attire, his Bridle hold ;

His- Bridle rich with Gems, his Stirup? Gold :

His snowy Steed adorn’d with lavish Pride,

Whole Troops of Soldiers mounted* by his Side:These toss the plumy Crest, Arabian Coursers guide :With awful Duty, all decline their Eyes ;

No bellowing Shouts of noisy Clouds arise jSilence in solemn State; the March attends,

’Till at the dread Divan, .the slow Procession ends. -Yet not these Prospects all profusely Gay ;

The gilded Navy that adorns the Sea ;

The rising City, in Confusion fair,

Magnificently form'd Irregular,

(Where Woods and Palaces at once surprize ;Gardens on Gardens, Domes on Domes arise,

-And endless Beauties tire the wand’ring Eyes:)

So sooth my Wishes, or so charm my Mind,

At this-Retreat, secure from Human Kind:

No Knave’s successful Graft does Spleen-excite,

No Coxcomb’s taudry splendor shocks my Sight;

No Mob-Alarms awake my Female Fear:

No Praise my Mind, no Envy hurts my Ear ;

Ev’n Fame itself can hardly reach me here.Impertinence, with all her tattling Train,.

Fair sounding Flattery's delicious Bane ;

Censorious Folly, noisy Party-rage,

The Thousands Tongues with which she must engage,•yyho dares have Venue in a Vicious Age! [Horace