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receives a great light from the preceding verfes. She is pofted between two military enfigns, for the good quality that the poet afcribes to her of preferving the public peace, by keeping the army true to its allegiance.

I fancy, fays Eugenius, as you have difcovered the age of this imaginary Lady from the description that the poets have made of her, you may find too the colour of the drapery that he wore in the old Roman paintings, from that verfe in Horace.

Te fpes et albo rara fides colit

Velata panno

Hor. Od. 35. Lib. 1.

Sure Hope and Friendship cloth'd in white,
Attend on thee.

Mr. Creech,

One would think, fays Philander, by this verfe, that Hope and Fidelity had both the fame kind of drefs. It is certain Hope might have a fair pretence to white, in allusion to those that were candidates for an employ.

quem ducit biantem

Cretata ambitio

Perf. Sat. 5.

agrees

And how properly the epithet of Rara with her, you may fee in the transparency of the next figure. She is FIG. 8. here dreffed in fuch a kind of veft

as the Latins call a Multicium from the finenefs of its tiffue. Your Roman beaus had

their fummer toga to fuch a light airy make.

Quem tenues decuere toga nitidique capilli.

Į that had lov'd

Hor. Ep. 14, Lib. 1,

Curl'd powder'd locks, a fine and gawdy
Mr, Creech,

gown.

I remember, fays Cynthio, Juvenal rallies Creticus, that was otherwife a brave rough fellow, very handsomely, on this kind of garment,

fed quid

Non facient alii cum tu multitia fumas,

Cretice? et hanc veftem populo mirante perores

In praculas et pollineas.

Acer et indomitus libertatifque magifter,

Cretice, pelluces

Juv. Sat. 2.

Ibid,

-Nor, vain Metellus, fhall

From Rome's tribunal thy harangues prevail
'Gainft harlotry, while thou art clad fo thin,
That thro' thy cobweb-robe we see thy skin.
As thou declaim'st-
Mr. Tate,
Can't thou restore old manners, or retrench
Rome's pride, who com'ft tranfparent to the
bench?
Idem.

But pray what is the meaning that this tranfparent Lady holds up her train in her left

left-hand? For I find your women on medals do nothing without a meaning. Befides, I fuppofe there is a moral precept at least couched under the figure the holds in her other hand. She draws back her garment, fays Philander, that it may not incumber her in her march. For fhe is always drawn in a pofture of walking, it being as natural for Hope to prefs forward to her proper objects, as for Fear to fly from them,

Ut canis in vacuo leporem cum gallicus arvo
Vidit, et hic prædam pedibus petit, ille falutem:
Alter inhæfuro fimilis, jam jamque tenere
Sperat, et extento ftringit veftigia roftro;
Alter in ambiguo eft an fit comprenfus, et ipfis
Morfibus eripitur, tangentiaque ora relinquit:
Sic deus et virgo eft: hic fpe celer, illa timore.
De Apol. et Daph. Ov. Met. Lib. 1.

As when th' impatient grayhound flipt from far,
Bounds o'er the glebe to catch the fearful hare,
She in her speed does all her fafety lay:
And he with double speed pursues the prey;
O'er-runs her at the fitting turn, and licks
His chaps in vain, and blows upon the flix:
She 'fcapes, and for the neighb'ring covert
ftrives,

And gaining fhelter doubts if yet she lives:-
Such was the god, and fuch the flying fair,
She, urg'd by fear, her feet did swiftly move,
But he more fwiftly who was urg'd by love.

Mr. Dryden.

This beautiful fimilitude is, I think, the prettiest emblem in the world of Hope and Fear in extremity. A flower or bloffom that you fee in the right-hand is a proper ornament for Hope, fince they are these that we term in poetical language the hopes of year.

the

Vere novo, tunc herba nitens, et roboris expers
Turget et infolida eft, et fpe delectat agreftes.
Omnia tum florent, florumque coloribus almus
Ridet ager-
Ov. Met. Lib. 15.
The green ftem grows in ftaturé and in fize,
But only feeds with hope the farmer's eyes;
Then laughs the childish year with flowrets.
crown'd,

And lavishly perfumes the fields around.

Mr. Dryden.

The fame poet in his De faftis, fpeaking of the vine in flower, expreffes it.

In fpe vitis erat

Ov. de Faft. Lib. 5.

The next on the lift is a Lady FIG. 9. of a contrary character, and therefore in a quite different pofture. As Security is free from all purfuits, she is represented leaning carelefly on a pillar. Horace has drawn a pretty metaphor from this posture.

Nullum

Nullum me à labore reclinat otium.

No case doth lay me down from pain.
Mr. Creech;

She rests herself on a pillar, for the fame reason as the poets often compare an obstinate refolution or a great firmness of mind, to a rock that is not to be moved by all the affaults of winds or waves.

Non civium ardor prava jubentium,
Non vultus inftantis tyranni,
Mente quatit folidâ, neque aufter
Dux inquieta turbidus adriæ, &c.

Hor.

The man refolv'd, and steady to his trust,
Inflexible to ill, and obftinately just,
May the rude rabble's infolence despise,
Their fenfelefs clamours and tumultuous
cries;

The tyrant's fiercenefs he beguiles,

And the ftern brow and the harsh voice defies,

And with superior greatness smiles. Not the rough whirlwind that deforms Adria's black gulf- &c. Mr. Creech.

I am apt to think it was on devices of this nature that Horace had his eye in his ode to Fortune. It is certain he alludes to a pillar that figured out Security, or fomething very

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