But yet you see, the Stage he will command,
And hold the Laurel in's polluted Hand.
In slothful ease, a while I took delight,
And thought all Poets mad that us'd to write.
So long I kept from Verse, I thought I'd lost
My Versing Vein, and of my Fortune boast:
But having tryal made, I quickly found
My store renew'd, in numbers strong and sound
With ease my happy fancies come and go,
As Rivulets do from _Parnassus_ flow.
Then finding that in vain I long had try'd
The _Poet_ from the _Tutchin_ to divide;
I charming _Poesie_ make my delight,
And propagate the humor still to Write.
Our new Divines do alter not one jot,
From what their Tribe in older times have wrot;
Except, like _Parker_, to have something new,
They broach new Doctrines, either false or true:
_A Publick Conscience_, which for nought does pass,
But proves the Writer is a publick Ass;
Who the new Philosophick world have told,
Have for a new but varnish'd o're the old.
But all Poetick Phancy can't draw dry,
Th' unfathom'd Wells of deepest Poesie.
The _Bifront Hill_ is always stout and strong;
The _Muses_ still are handsome, always young.
The clearest streams of Chrystal _Helicon_
Do o're the Pebles in sweet Rhymings run.
Why then should you, _Dear Sir_, (that have pretence
To the extreamest bounds of Wit and Sense)
Lay by your Quills and hold your Tune-ful Tongue,
While all the witty want your pleasing Song?
Once more renew those Lays that gave delight,
That chear the Day, and glad the gloomy Night:
May with your dying breath your Verses end;
Thus prays your constant, and
_Your truest Friend_,
_J. T._
* * * * *
THE
EARTH-QUAKE
OF
JAMAICA,
Describ'd in a
Pindarick Poem.
By Mr. TUTCHIN.
_----namq; Diespiter
Igni corusco nubila dividens
Plerumq; per purum tonantes
Egit Equos volucremq; currum,
Quo bruta Tellus & vaga flumina,
Quo Styx, & invisi horrida Tænari
Sedes, Atlanteusq; finis
Concutitur. Valet ima summis
Mutare,----_
Horat. lib. I. Ode 34.
_LONDON_,
Printed, and are to be sold by _R. Baldwin_, near the
_Oxford-Arms_ in _Warwick-lane_, 1692.
THE
Earthquake of Jamaica
Describ'd in a POEM.
I.
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