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[To the transcript Malone appends this note:—“Lord Marchmont in his conversation with Dr. Johnson relative to Pope, mentioned this Satire. He said he and Lord [indistinct] had often heard of it from Pope, and much lamented that he could not find it among Pope’s papers.”

[The following specimens give us some idea of the poet’s idler hours.]

From the same collection (Pope’s manuscript).

“An me ludit” &c.

What pleasing frenzy steals away my soul?
Thro’ thy blest shades, Latour, I seem to rove;
I see thy fountains fall, thy waters roll,
And breathe soft zephyrs that refresh thy grove.

I hear whatever can delight, inspire,
Vilette’s soft voice, and St. John’s silver lyre.
From a letter of Pope to Bolingbroke.

From the same collection (this in Pope’s handwriting).

To
His most sacred Majesty!
Not God, but
George II.
By divine, hereditary right,
King of Great Britain,
And France (when he can get it),
And to
His more sacred Minister,
By divine, that is, royal permission,
King over him,
These
Gazetteers,
In defence of corruption and abuse of liberty
(Drawn for and from the said Minister),
Are here offered
Bound and sold
(Like their authors)
‘By both their Majesties’
Sworn and devoted
Subjects and hirelings,
B. Courteville, W. Papple.
J. Morley, Th. Cook, W. Billers, Th. Cibber, &c. &c.