'Proceed, great days! till Learning fly the shore, Till Birch shall blush with noble blood no more, Till Thames see Eton's sons for ever play, Till Westminster's whole year be holiday, Till Isis' elders reel, their pupils sport, And Alma Mater lie dissolved in port!' Enough! enough! the raptured monarch cries; And through the Ivory Gate the vision flies. 340 VARIATIONS. VER. 73. In the former edition-- Far eastward cast thine eye, from whence the sun And orient science at a birth begun. VER. 149. In the first edition it was-- Woolston, the scourge of scripture, mark with awe! And mighty Jacob, blunderbuss of law! VER. 151. Lo Popple's brow, &c. In the former edition-- Haywood, Centlivre, glories of their race, Lo Horneck's fierce, and Roome's funereal face. VER. 157. Each songster, riddler, &c. In the former edition-- Lo Bond and Foxton, every nameless name. After VER. 158 in the first edition followed-- How proud, how pale, how earnest all appear! How rhymes eternal jingle in their ear! VER. 197. In the first edition it was-- And proud philosophy with breeches tore, And English music with a dismal score: Fast by in darkness palpable enshrined W---s, B---r, M---n, all the poring kind. After VER. 274 in the former edition followed-- For works like these let deathless journals tell, 'None but thyself can be thy parallel.' VER. 295. Safe in its heaviness, etc. In the former edition-- Too safe in inborn heaviness to stray, And lick up every blockhead in the way. Thy dragons, magistrates and peers shall taste, And from each show rise duller than the last; Till raised from booths, etc. VER. 323. See, see, our own, &c. In the former edition-- Beneath his reign shall Eusden wear the bays. Cibber preside Lord Chancellor of plays, Benson sole Judge of Architecture sit, And Namby Pamby be preferr'd for wit! I see the unfinish'd dormitory wall, I see the Savoy totter to her fall; Hibernian politics, O Swift! thy doom, And Pope's, translating three whole years with Broome. Proceed great days, &c. VER. 331. In the former edition, thus-- ---- O Swift! thy doom, And Pope's, translating ten whole years with Broome. _See Life._ After VER. 338, in the first edition, were the following lines-- Then when these signs declare the mighty year, When the dull stars roll round and re-appear; Let there be darkness! (the dread Power shall say) All shall be darkness, as it ne'er were day; To their first Chaos wit's vain works shall fall, And universal darkness cover all. BOOK THE FOURTH. ARGUMENT.