2 We lately fix'd our*
* Dr. Swift.Vice-roy there.
3 How near was she to be undone,
4 Till pious Love inspir'd her Son!
5 What cannot our Vice-gerent do,
6 As Poet, and as Patriot too?
7 Let his Success our Subjects sway,
8 Our Inspirations to obey:
9 Let beaten Paths no more be trac'd;
10 But study to correct your Taste.
11 No Simile shall be begun
12 With rising, or with setting Sun;[Page 108]
13 And let the secret Head of Nile
14 Be ever banish'd from your Isle.
15 When wretched Lovers live on Air,
16 In Pity the Chameleon spare!
17 And when you'd make a Hero grander,
18 Forget he's like a Salamander.
19 No Son of mine shall dare to say,
20 Aurora usher'd in the Day.
21 You all agree, I make no Doubt,
22 The Prophet's Mantle's quite worn out.
23 The Bird of Jove shall toil no more,
24 To teach the humble Wren to soar.
25 Your tragic Heroes shall not rant,
26 Nor Shepherds use poetic Cant.[Page 109]
27 Simplicity alone can grace
28 The Manners of the rural Race.
29 When Damon's Soul shall take its Flight,
30 (Tho' Poets have the second Sight)
31 No Trail of Light shall upwards rise,
32 Nor a new Star adorn the Skies:
33 For who can hope to place one there,
34 So glorious as*
* Rape of the Lock.Belinda's Hair?
35 Yet, if his Name you eternize,
36 And must exalt him to the Skies;
37 Without a Star it may be done —
38 So Tickell mourn'd his Addison.
39 If Anna's happy Reign you praise,
40 Say not a Word of Halcyon-Days:
41 Nor let my Vot'ries shew their Skill,
42 In apeing Lines from Cooper's-Hill;[Page 110]
43 For know, I cannot bear to hear
44 The Mimickry of deep, yet clear.
45 Whene'er my Vice-roy is address'd,
46 Against the Phoenix I protest.
* Mrs. Frances-Arabella Kelly.Kelly's Beauties you survey,
48 Forget they're like the Milky Way.
49 When Poets soar in youthful Strains,
50 No Phaeton to hold the Reins.
51 CUPID shall ne'er mistake another,
52 Not ev'n†
† Mrs. Elizabeth Penifeather.Eliza, for his Mother;
53 Nor shall his Darts at Random fly,
54 From Magazines in Rochford's Eye.[Page 111]
* John Earl of Orrery.Boyle's exalted Genius shines,
56 Distinguish'd in your noblest Lines;
57 With his own Worth your Patron grace,
58 And let MÆcenas sleep in Peace.
59 When you describe a lovely Girl,
60 No Coral Lips, or Teeth of Pearl.
61 With Women Compounds I am cloy'd,
62 Which only pleas'd in Biddy Floyd.
63 For foreign Aid what need they roam,
64 Whom Fate hath amply bless'd at Home?
65 Unerring Heav'n, with bounteous Hand,
66 Has form'd a Model for your Land;
67 Whom Jove endow'd with ev'ry Grace,
68 The Glory of the Granard Race;[Page 112]
69 Now destin'd by the Pow'rs divine,
70 The Blessing of another Line.
71 Then would you paint a matchless Dame,
72 And raise her to immortal Fame;
73 Invoke not Cytherea's Aid,
74 Nor borrow from the Blue-ey'd Maid,
75 Nor need you on the Graces call;
76 Take Qualities from*
* Countess Dowager Donegal, Daughter to the late Earl of Granard.Donegal.
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Title (in Source Edition): Apollo's Edict.
Themes: Ireland; poetry; literature; writing
References: DMI 11546
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