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THE

British Mufe.

PANDER.

M kept for pleasure, though I never
taste it.

For 'tis the ufher's office, ftill to cover
His lady's private meetings with her

lover.

Marfton's Infatiate Countess. 1. At best 'tis but a goodly pandarism. 2. Shrewd business. Thou child in thrift, thou fool of honesty; Is't a difparagement for a gentleman, For friends of lower rank to do the offices Of neceffary kindness without fee For one another; courtefies of course, Mirths of fociety; when petty mushrooms,

Tranfplanted from their dunghills, fpread on mountains, And pafs for cedars, by their fervile flatteries

On

great mens vices ?. -pander-th'art deceiv'd, The word includes preferment,'tis a title Of dignity, I could add somewhat more else. Thy beauteous fifter like a precious tiffue, VOL. III.

B

Not

Not fhap'd into a garment fit for wearing,
Wants the adornments of the workman's cunning
To fet the richness of the price at view;

Though in her felf all wonder.

John Ford's Fancy chaft and noble.

But you are

The fquire of dames, devoted to the service
Of gamefome ladies; the hidden mystery
Difcover'd, their clofe bawd: thy flavish breath
Fanning the fires of luft; the goe-between
This female, and that wanton fir: your art
Can blind a jealous husband, and difguis'd
Like a milliner, or fhoemaker, convey
A letter in a pantoofle, or glove

Without fufpicion; nay, at his table,

In a cafe of pick-tooths: you inftruct 'em how
To parley with their eyes, and make the temple
A mart of loofenefs. To difcover all

Thy fubtile brokages, were to teach in publick
Thofe private practices, which are in justice
Severely to be punish'd.

Malinger's Emperor of the Eaf.

Pimps manage the great bus'nefs o'th' nation,
That is the heav'nly work of propagation!

Crown's Sir Courtly Nice.

PARASIT E.

Ah, when the means are gone, that buy this praife,
The breath is gone whereof this praife is made!
Feaft-won, faft-loft: one cloud of winter-fhow'rs
'Thefe flies are couch'd.

2. The fwallow follows not

Summer more willingly, than we your lordship. 1. Nor more willingly leaves winter: fuch fummerBirds are men.

May you a better feaft never behold,

Shakespear's Timon.

You knot of mouth friends: fmoke, and luke-warm water Is your perfection, This is Timon's laft;

Who

Who ftuck and fpangled you with flatteries,
Washes it off, and fprinkles in your faces
Your reeking villany. Live loath'd, and long;
Moft fmiling, fmooth, detefted parafites;

Courteous deftroyers, affable wolves, meek bears,
You fools of fortune, trencher-friends, time-flies,
Cap-and-knee flaves, vapors, and minute-jacks;
Of man and beaft the infinite malady

Cruft you quite o'er !

Shakespear's Timon.

O! your parafite

Is a moft precious thing, drop'd from above;
Not bred 'mongst clods and clod-polls here on earth.
I mufe, the mystery was not made a fcience,
It is fo lib'rally profeft! almost

All the wife world is little elfe in nature,
But parafites, or fub-parafites. And, yet,
I mean not thofe that have your bare town-art,
To know who's fit to feed them; have no house,
No family, no care, and therefore mould
Tales for mens ears, to bait that fenfe; or get
Kitchen-invention, and fome ftale receipts
To pleafe the belly, and the groin; nor those
With their court dog-tricks, that can fawn and fleer,
Make their revenue out of legs and faces;
Eccho my lord, and lick away a moth:
But your fine elegant rafcal, that can rife,
And ftoop, almoft together; like an arrow
Shoot through the air as nimbly as a ftar:
Turn fhort, as doth a fwallow; and be here,
And there; and here, and yonder, all at once;
Prefent to any humour, all occafion;

And change a vizor, fwifter than a thought!
This is the creature had the art born with him;
Toils not to learn it, but doth practice it
Out of moft excellent nature and fuch fparks
Are the true parafites, others but their zanies.

B 2

Johnson's Volpone.

'Tis

'Tis true, that fway'd by ftrong neceffity,
I am enforc'd to eat my careful bread,
With too much obfequy; 'tis true, befide,
That I am fain to fpin my own poor raiment,
Out of my mere obfervance, b'ing not born
To a free fortune: but that I have done
Base offices, in rending friends asunder;
Dividing families; betraying councils;
Whifp'ring falfe lies, or mining men with praise ;
Train'd their credulities with perjuries;
Corrupted chastity; or am in love

With mine own tender ease, but would not rather
Prove the most rugged and laborious course,
That might redeem my prefent eftimation;
Let me here perifh, in all hope of goodness."

Johnson's Volpone.
A taffell that hangs at my purfe ftrings; he dogs
Me, and I give him fcraps, and pay for his
Ordinary, feed him; he liquors himself
In the juice of my bounty; and when he
Hath fuck'd up ftrength of fpirit, he squeafeth
It in my own face when I have refin'd
And fharpned his wits with good food, he cuts
My fingers, and breaks jefts upon me;
I bear them, and beat him.

Marfton's What you will.

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Twice faying pardon, doth not pardon twain;
But makes one pardon ftrong.

The word is fhort, but not fo fhort as fweet;
No word like pardon, for kings mouths fo meet.

Shakespear's K. Richard II,

The higher those great powers have rais'd you,
Prefs that which lies below, with gentler weight:
To pardon miferies is fortune's height.

Goffe's Couragious Turk.

When I call to mem'ry our long friendship,
Methinks it cannot be too great a wrong,

That

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