Intus et in cute novi.
Pers.
[27] Our author’s little anachronism, in wishing the ladies to be mothers first, and wives afterwards, it is hoped will be pardoned as an unavoidable sacrifice to the rhyme.
[28] Had not the pious Doctor given us his word that the Epigram was totally unnoticed by him till Monday morning, we might have been inclined to suspect that the following lines of Pope were descriptive of the manner in which he spent his Sunday evening hours.
“Swearing and supperless the hero sate
Then gnaw’d his pen, then dash’d it on the ground,
Thinking from thought to thought, a vast profound
Plung’d far his sense, but found no bottom there,
Yet wrote and flounder’d on in mere despair.”