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Say what ftrange motive, Goddefs! could compel A well-bred Lord t'affault a gentle Belle? O fay what stranger caufe, yet unexplor'd, Could make a gentle Belle reject a Lord? In tafks fo bold, can little men engage, And in foft bofoms dwells fuch mighty Rage? Sol thro' white curtains fhot a tim'rous ray, And ope'd those eyes that muft eclipse the day: Now lap-dogs give themselves the rousing shake, 15 And fleepless lovers, juft at twelve, awake: Thrice rung the bell, the flipper knock'd the ground, And the prefs'd watch return'd a filver found. Belinda ftill her downy pillow preft,

Her guardian SYLPH prolong'd the balmy rest: 'Twas He had fummon'd to her filent bed

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that he made it more confiderable the next year by the addition of the machinery of the Sylphs, and extended it to five Canto's. We shall give the reader the pleasure of feeing in what manner thefe additions were inferted, fo as to feem not to be added, but to grow out of the Poem. See Notes, Cant I. v 19, etc. P. This inution he always efteemed, and justly, the greatest effort of his fkill and art as a Poet.

VARIATIONS.

VER. II, 12. It was in the first Editions,

And dwells fuch rage in fofteft bofoms then,
And lodge fuch daring Souls in little Men?
VER. 13, etc. Stood thus in the fift Edition,

Sol thro' white curtains did his beams difplay,
And ope'd thofe eyes which brighter fhone than they:
Shock just had giv'n himself the roufing fhake,
And Nymphs prepar'd their Chocolate to take:
Thrice the wrought flipper knock'd against the ground,
And ftriking watches the tenth hour refound.

NOTES.

VER. 20. Her Guardian Sylph) When Mr. Pope had projected to give this Poem its prefent form, he was obliged to find it

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with its Machinery. For as the fubiect of the Epic Poem confifts of two parts, the metaphyfical and the civil, fo this mock epic, which is of the fatiric kind, and receives its grace from a ludicrous imitation of the other's pomp and folemnity, was to have the fame divifion of the fubje&t, And, as the civil part is intentionally debafed by the choice of an infignificant action: fo fhould the metaphyfical, by the use of some very extravagant fyftem. A rule, which tho' neither Boileau nor Garth have been careful enough to attend to, our Author's good fenfe would not fuffer him to overlook. And that fort of Machinery which his judgment taught him was only fit for his ufe, his admirable invention fupplied. There was but one System in all nature which was to his purpose, the Rosicrusian Philofophy; and this, by the well directed effort of his imagination, he prefently feized upon. The fanatic Alchemifts, in their fearch after the great fecret. had invented a means altogether proportioned to their end. It was a kind of Theological - Philofophy, made up of almost equal mixtures of Pagan Platonism, Chriftian Quietism, and the Jewish Cabbala; a compofition enough to fright Reason from human commerce. This general fyftem, he tells us; he took as he found it in a little French tract called, Le Comte de Gabalis. This book is written in Dialogue, and is a delicate and very ingenious piece of raillery of the Abbe Villiers, upon that invisible fect, of which the ftories that went about at that time, made a great deal of noife at Paris. But, as in this fatirical Dialogue, Mr. P. found feveral whimfies, of a very high myfterious kind, told of the nature of thefe elementary beings, which were very unfit to come into the machinery of fuch a fort of poem, he has with great judgment omitted them; and in their stead, made ufe of the Legendary ftories of Guardian Angels, and the Nursery Tales of the Fairies; which he has artfully accommodated to the reft of the Roficrufian Syftem. And to this, (unless we will be fo uncharitable to believe he intended to give a needless scandal) we must fuppofe he referred, in these two lines,

If e'er one Vifion touch'd thy infant thought,

Of all the nurse, and all the priest have taught. Thus, by the most beautiful invention imaginable, he has contrived, that, as in the ferious Epic, the popular belief fupports the Machinery; fo, in his mock Epic, the Machinery fhould be contrived to difmount philofophic pride and arrogance.

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The morning dream that hover'd o'er her head,
A Youth more glitt'ring than a Birth-night Beau,
(That ev'n in flumber caus'd her cheek to glow)
Seem'd to her ear his winning lips to lay,
And thus in whispers faid, or feem'd to fay.
Fairest of mortals, thou diftinguifh'd care
Of thousand bright Inhabitants of Air!
If e'er one Vision touch thy infant thought,
Of all the Nurfe and all the Prieft have taught; 30
Of airy Elves by moonlight fhadows feen,
The filver token, and the circled green,
Or virgins vifited by Angel- pow'rs,

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With golden crowns and wreaths of heav'nly flow'rs;
Hear and believe! thy own importance know,
Nor bound thy narrow views to things below.
Some fecret truths, from learned pride conceal'd,
To Maids alone and Children are reveal'd;
What tho' no credit doubting Wits may give?
The Fair and Innocent fhall ftill believe.
Know then, unnumber'd Spirits round thee fly,
The light Militia of the lower fky:
Thefe, tho' unfeen, are ever on the wing,
Hang o'er the Box, and hover round the Ring.
Think what an equipage thou haft in Air,
And view with fcorn two Pages and a Chair.
As now your own, our beings were of old,

VER. 22.

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Belinda fill, etc.) All the verses from hence to the end of this Canto were added afterwards.

VFR. 47. As now your own, etc.) He here forfakes the Roficrufian fyftem; which, in this part, is too extravagant even for Poetry; and gives a beautiful fiction of his own, on the Platonic Theology of the continuance of the paffions in another state, when

And once inclos'd in Woman's beauteous mould} Thence, by a foft tranfition, we repair

From earthly Vehicles to thefe of air.

Think not, when Woman's tranfient breath is fled, That all her vanities at once are dead; Succeeding vanities fhe ftill regards,

And tho' fhe plays no more, o'erlooks the cards.
Her joy in gilded chariots, when alive,

And love of Ombre, after death furvive.
For when the Fair in all their pride expire,
To their firft Elements their Souls retire:
The Sprites of fiery Termagants in Flame
Mount up and take a Salamander's name.
Soft yielding minds to Water glide away,
And fip, with Nymphs, their elemental Tea,
The graver Prude finks downward to a Gnome,
In fearch of mifchief ftill on Earth to roam.
The light Coquettes in Sylphs aloft repair,
And fport and flutter in the fields of Air.

Know farther yet; whoever fair and chafte
Rejects mankind, is by fome Sylph embrac'd:

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the mind, before its leaving this, has not been purged and purified by philofophy; which furnishes an occafion for much useful fatire.

VER. 68. Is by fome Sylph embrac'd :) Here again the Author refumes a tenet peculiar to the Roficrufian fyftem. But the prin ciple, on which it is founded, was by no means fit to be employed in fuch a fort of poem.

VER. 54. 55.

IMITATIONS.

Que gratia currum

Armorumque fuit vivis, quæ cura nitentes
Pafcere equos, eadem fequitur tellure repoftos.

Virg. En. vi.

For Spirits, freed from mortal laws, with ease
Affume what fexes and what fhapes they please. 70
What guards the purity of melting Maids,

In courtly balls, and midnight masquerades,
Safe from the treach'rous friend, the daring fpark,
The glance by day, the whifper in the dark,
When kind occafion prompts their warm defires, 75
When mufic foftens, and when dancing fires?
'Tis but their Sylph, the wife Celestials know,
Tho' Honour is the word with Men below.

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Some nymphs there are, too confcious of their face, For life predeftin'd to the Gnome's embrace. These fwell their profpects and exalt their pride, When offers are difdain'd, and love deny'd: Then gay Ideas croud the vacant brain, While Peers, and Dukes, and all their sweeping train, And Garters, Stars, and Coronets appear, And in foft founds, Your Grace falutes their ear. 'Tis thefe that early taint the female foul,Inftruct the eyes of young Coquettes to roll, Teach infant-cheeks a bidden blufh to know, And little hearts to flutter at a Beau.

Oft, when the world imagine women ftray,
The Sylphs thro' myftic mazes guide their way,
Thro' all the giddy circle they pursue,

And old impertinence expel by new.
What tender inaid but muft a victim fall.

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IMITATIONS.

VER. 78. Tho' honoar is the word with Men below.) Parody of Homer.

VER. 79,

their beauty.

100 confciews of their face,) i, e. too fenfible of

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