[Footnote 2:  Democritus, the Greek philosopher, one of the founders of the atomic theory.—­W.  E. B.]

[Footnote 3:  Caleb d’Anvers was the name assumed by Nicholas Amhurst, the ostensible editor of the celebrated journal, entitled “The Craftsman,” written by Bolingbroke and Pulteney.  See “Prose Works,” vii, p. 219.—­W.  E. B.]

[Footnote 4:  One of the three Furies—­Alecto, Tisiphone, and Megaera, the avenging deities.—­W.  E. B.]

[Footnote 5:  The famous thief, who, while on his trial at the Old Bailey, stabbed Jonathan Wild.  See Fielding’s “Life of Jonathan Wild,” Book iv, ch. i.—­W.  E. B.]

[Footnote 6: 
  “Ridiculum acri
  Fortius et melius magnas plerumque secat res.”—­Sat.  I, x, 14.]

EPIGRAM ON THE BUSTS[1] IN RICHMOND HERMITAGE. 1732

  “Sic siti laetantur docti.”

With honour thus by Carolina placed,
How are these venerable bustoes graced! 
O queen, with more than regal title crown’d,
For love of arts and piety renown’d! 
How do the friends of virtue joy to see
Her darling sons exalted thus by thee! 
Nought to their fame can now be added more,
Revered by her whom all mankind adore.[2]

[Footnote 1:  Newton, Locke, Clarke, and Woolaston.]

[Footnote 2:  Queen Caroline’s regard for learned men was chiefly directed
to those who had signalized themselves by philosophical research.  Horace
Walpole alludes to this her peculiar taste, in his fable called the
“Funeral of the Lioness,” where the royal shade is made to say: 
  “... where Elysian waters glide,
  With Clarke and Newton by my side,
  Purrs o’er the metaphysic page,
  Or ponders the prophetic rage
  Of Merlin, who mysterious sings
  Of men and lions, beasts and kings.”
Lord Orford’s Works, iv, 379.—­W.  E. B.]

ANOTHER

Louis the living learned fed,
And raised the scientific head;
Our frugal queen, to save her meat,
Exalts the heads that cannot eat.

A CONCLUSION

DRAWN FROM THE ABOVE EPIGRAMS, AND SENT TO THE DRAPIER

Since Anna, whose bounty thy merits had fed,
Ere her own was laid low, had exalted thy head: 
And since our good queen to the wise is so just,
To raise heads for such as are humbled in dust,
I wonder, good man, that you are not envaulted;
Prithee go, and be dead, and be doubly exalted.

DR. SWIFT’S ANSWER

Her majesty never shall be my exalter;
And yet she would raise me, I know, by a halter!

TO THE REVEREND DR. SWIFT

WITH A PRESENT OF A PAPER-BOOK, FINELY BOUND,
ON HIS BIRTH-DAY, NOV. 30, 1732.[1]
BY JOHN, EARL OF ORRERY