I see the right, and I approve it too,

Condemn the wrong, and yet the wrong pursue.[295:4]

Ovid, Metamorphoses, vii. 20 (translated by Tate and Stonestreet, edited by Garth).

For all their luxury was doing good.[295:5]

Claremont. Line 149.

Footnotes

[295:3]

Thou hast no faults, or I no faults can spy;

Thou art all beauty, or all blindness I.

Christopher Codrington: Lines addressed to Garth on his Dispensary.