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A34566 Corinna, or, Humane frailty a poem : with an answer to the E. of R--'s satyr against man. Rochester, John Wilmot, Earl of, 1647-1680. Satyr against mankind. 1699 (1699) Wing C6297; ESTC R3629 6,381 24

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th' Aereal Phantom Love More Bliss imagine then he e're can Prove Place too much joy in any thing on Earth Pleasures he must resigne too with his Breath And are the Torment and the Sting of Death An ANSWER TO THE SATYR Against MAN Propria Vineta Caedit Hor. Ep. WERE I a Spirit free which Thought 's as Vain As 't is to alter what the Heav'ns ordain To choose what form of Flesh and Blood I 'd please To Live in both for happiness and ease I wou'd not wish to change from what I am And be unthinking Brute rather then Man I grant indeed that Man degenerate By far is in a more deplored State Then Orig'nal Beast which by instinct lead Acts to the Principles in 's Nature Bred. And wilful Men I own very of 't do Things against Reason and their Nature too Self preservation 's Natures cheifest Law And yet how many do themselves destroy Reason obliges likewise all Mankind To use that justice which themselves wou'd find Yet what Oppression what Deceit is us'd And how are honest Men by Knaves abus'd These are not Actions proper to our kind But the Effects of a corrupted Mind And when by Lawless Passions we 're subdu'd Not acting by the Reason we 're indu'd We only do retain the formes of Men And are no longer what we outward seem Nabuchadnezzar from his Throne was driv'n For 's Blasphemy ' til he acknowledg'd Heav'n Seaven Years among the Salvage Kind he ran Fed on the Grass and was no longer Man Restor'd to reason and his former State Bless'd his Creator and his change of Fate You will object perhaps to be a King And a poor wretched Man 's another thing A Dog is a more happy Animal And void of Pain then he that 's rational Curs'd with a brawling Wife both Sick and Poor Forc'd for Releif to Beg from Door to Door For succor to his reason flies in Vain The more he thinks the more ' Taugments his Pain Deplorable indeed wou'd be our Fate If after this Life were no other State Yet to aleviate his mighty Greif Reason alone can give him most Releif Let him with Patience his Misfortunes Bear The Times will change or Death will end his Care And a new Life reward his Suffrings here But Brutes insensible of future Bliss No other Life has to Enjoy but this In Vain the Allmighty's Image do we bear If any Beast we to our Selves prefer In Vain on thankless Men did Heav'n bestow Reason and Knowledge and his Likeness too If other Creatures had more Excellence Then what Resembles his Omnipotence And how I Sware I can't conceive i' th least ● Man of Sence cou'd wish Himselfe a Beast ●esides the Impiety of such a Thought ●s wou'd deface the Image Heav'n had wrought No advantage can by the change be got For Beasts by Nature on each other Prey Excited by no Hunger yet they slay And were it not for the Industrious Swaine That Folds his Kids and Lambs upon the Plain There'd few but of the Rav'nnous Kind remaine So fell Actaeon when he was transform'd Mangl'd by the devouring Dogs and torn The Gods did punish Inhumanities Frequently by a Metamorphosis As impious Lycaon for his Sacrifice Much better had the Poet wish'd that all Mankind wou'd live like Creatures rational Rather then Brutes and monstrous Animals In all our Actions we might Reason shew And do to all as we 'd be done unto Princes Despotick pow'r wou'd not claime Subjects more True and Loyal wou'd become Preists wou'd throw off their damn'd Hypocrisie And Lords no more their Words wou'd Falsifie Nor any live by thriving Villanie Laws wou'd not be broke nor Judges brib'd Nor Honest Men by a pack'd Jury try'd None wou'd make use of pow'r to oppress Great ones like Beasts wou'd not devoure the less None wou'd his Mistris or his Friend betray Or Bridgroom Cuckold on his Wedding Day Phisicians Bawds all in their Trade be True And the Old World wou'd be reform'd a new Then Men according to themselves wou'd Live And be the happiest Creatures which do Breath FINIS