On nimble Wings to Warwick-Lane repairs, A Council's call'd, and Stentor first was heard; Machaon, whose Experience we adore, Great as your matchless Merits, is your Pow'r. 205 Breaks his keen Shafts, and grinds his clashing Teeth. 210 Our Spight they 'll find, to their Advantage leans; An Stelle von 203-206 haben 1-4 folgende VV.: Disorder'd Murmurs thro' the College pass, And quick as Thought, the summon'd Members meet. None courted bus'ness more, or knew it less. [None aim'd at more, and none succeeded less. 2-4] With Indignation, and a daring Air, He paus'd a while, and thus address'd the Chair. 210 Teeth; 1-4 209 approach 1-4 || Death, 1-4. 6 in 1-4 6 215 220 He had not finish'd, 'till th' Out-guards descry'd It seem'd a Triumph, rather than a War. Tho' wide the Front, tho' gross the Phalanx grew, The adverse Host for Action strait prepare, All eager to unveil the Face of War. Their Chiefs lace on their Helms, and take the Field, And Pestles peal a martial Symphony. Für 221-240 haben folgende VV., die in W1 unter dem Text in Kursivdruck als Zusatz zu V. 214 beigefügt sind: 225 230 235 240 What Stentor offer'd was by most approv'd, [approv'd. 2—4] At length th' adventrous Heroes all agree Into the Shop their bold Battalions move, T'expect the Foe, and act defensively. [offensively. W 5 And what their Chief commands, [commands 2-4] the rest approve. Which, on their Flank, for Pallisades are plac'd. And then, behind the Compter rang'd, they stand, And now the Scouts the adverse Host descry, And find the Foe embattel'd in Array. 9 227 straight 235 Bow-strings 11 bow-strings W1 10 Now from their level'd Syringes they pour The liquid Volly of a missive Show'r. Not Storms of Sleet, which o'er the Baltick drive, So when Leviathans dispute the Reign And now the stagg'ring Braves, led by Despair, 245 250 255 Thus when some Storm its Crystal Quarry rends, 260 And Jove in ratling Show'rs of Ice descends; But now, all Order lost, promiscuous Blows Confus'dly fall; perplex'd the Battel grows. 1 241 Now] Then 1-4 || levell'd 2-4 level'd 1. leve'l'd' Druckfehler 243 o're 1-4 244 Push't 1-4 | Horrour 1-4 246 Stroak. 1-4 247 Kein neuer Abschnitt 1-1 || Reign, 1—4 248 uncontrol'd 1—4 || Main. 252 doubtful, 255 a spacious ] an ample 1-4 256 show'rs 1-4 257 heaps 1-4 | Warriours 1-4 || Ground 2-4 258 crown'd,1 259 And th' empty Vessels the Defeat resound, 1-4 260 Kein neuer Abschnitt 1 261 rattling 2-4 264 o'er spread 2-3 o're-spread 267 From Stentor's sinewy Arm an Opiate flys, [flyes ] 1-4 4 265 And strait a deadly Sleep clos'd Carus' Eyes. At Colon great Sertorius Buckthorn flung, Who with fierce Gripes, like those of Death, was stung; 270 But with a dauntless and disdainful Mien Hurl'd back Steel Pills, and hit him on the Spleen. Chiron attack'd Talthibius with such Might, One Pass had paunch'd the huge hydropick Knight, 275 Thou shalt not long survive th' unweildy Dead, By th' Image of Priapus, which he bore; 280 And rais'd an Eagle-stone, invoking loud On *Cynthia, leaning o'er a silver Cloud. Great Queen of Night, and Empress of the Seas, If faithful to thy Midnight Mysteries, If still observant of my early Vows, 285 These Hands have eas'd the mourning Matron's Throws; So may loud Cymbals aid thy lab'ring Light. He said, and let the pond'rous Fragment fly 290 At Chiron, but learn'd Hermes put it by. 1 2-4 And scaly Crusts from his maim'd Fore-head [Forehead -4] fell. 269 Sertorius ] Japix 1-4 || Buckthorn ] Rhubarb 1-4. 6 271 And with an angry and revengefull Mien ' || But ] And 2-4 272 Spleen,2 An Stelle der VV. 273–308 haben 1-4 nur VV. 289–290 in folgender Form: Scribonius a vast Eagle-stone let fly At Psylas, but Lucina put it by. Tho' the haranguing God survey'd the War, As simpling near fair Tweed each sung by turn, At his once-favour'd Friend a Tome he threw And now the Cohorts shake, the Legions ply, 295 300 305 The yielding Flanks confess the Victory. Stentor undaunted still, with noble Rage Sprung thro' the Battel, Querpo to engage. 310 Fierce was the Onset, the Dispute was great, Both cou'd not vanquish, Neither would retreat; With batter'd Bed-pans, and stav'd Urinals. On Stentor's Crest the useful Chrystal breaks, * See Tass. 309-310 And Querpo, warm'd with more than mortal Rage, Sprung thro' the Battel, Stentor to engage. 1-4 312 wou'd 1—4 || retreat. 1-4 313 mauls 2—4 315-316 fehlen in 1-4.6 317 But 6 as bold Stentor, eager of Renown, 1-3 But whilst bold Stentor (as late Rumors tell,) " 318 Design'd a fatal Stroak, he tumbl'd 1-3 || sure decisive Stroke] fatal Stroke, || he fell: ] the down; Hero [Heroe] fell; 4. 6 4. 6 315 |