To the base Pride of an Adult'rous Wife,
And where the _Grecian_ Youth to Arms inur'd. }
The hungry Soil with _Persian_ Blood manur'd, }
Where bold _Busephilus_ brutal Conduct show'd, }
The force of monstrous Elephants withstood,
And with his Rider waded through a purple Flood.

Then would I next the _Roman_ Field survey,
Where brave _Fabricius_ with his Army lay;
Fam'd for his Valour, from Corruption free,
Made up of Courage and Humility.
That when Encamp'd the good Man lowly bent,
Cook'd his own Cabbage in his homely Tent:
And when the _Samaites_ sent a Golden Sum,
To tempt him to betray his Country _Rome_,
The Dross he scoffingly return'd untold, }
And answer'd with a Look serenely bold, }
That _Roman_ Sprouts would boil without their _Grecian_ Gold: }
Then eat his Cale-worts for his Meal design'd,
And beat the _Grecian_ Army when he'd din'd.

Thus wou'd I range the World from Pole to Pole;
To encrease my Knowledge, and delight my Soul;
Travel all Nations and inform my Sence;
With ease and safety, at a small Expence:
No Storms to plough, no Passengers Sums to pay,
No Horse to hire, or Guide to show the way,
No _Alps_ to clime, no Desarts here to pass,
No Ambuscades, no Thief to give me chase;
No Bear to dread, or rav'nous Wolf to fight,