Rochester's Satyr and the Theriophilic Paradox. The son of a loyal supporter of Charles II, he is also figured in the drama of his time as the quintessential Restoration rake.
Then old age and experience, hand in hand,  Lead him to death, and make him understand, After a search so painful and so long, That all his life he has been in the wrong.
His wisdom did his happiness destroy, Aiming to know that world he should enjoy.
And wit was his vain, frivolous pretense  Of pleasing others at his own expense. For wits are treated just like common whores: First they're enjoyed, and then kicked out of doors.
The pleasure past, a threatening doubt remains That frights th' enjoyer with succeeding pains. Pleasure allures, and when the fops escape, 'Tis not that they're beloved, but fortunate, And therefore what they fear, at heart they hate.
Come on, sir; I'm prepared.
Perhaps my muse were fitter for this part, For I profess I can be very smart On wit, which I abhor with all my heart. I long to lash it in some sharp essay,  But your grand indiscretion bids me stay And turns my tide of ink another way.
But thoughts are given for action's government; Where action ceases, thought's impertinent: That reason which distinguishes by sense  And gives us rules of good and ill from thence, That bounds desires, with a reforming will To keep 'em more in vigour, not to kill.
Your reason hinders, mine helps to enjoy, Renewing appetites yours would destroy. Thus I think reason righted, but for man, I'll ne'er recant; defend him if you can. For all his pride and his philosophy, 'Tis evident beasts are, in their own degree,  As wise at least, and better far than he.
Those creatures are the wisest who attain, By surest means, the ends at which they aim. You see how far man's wisdom here extends; Look next if human nature makes amends: Whose principles most generous are, and just,  And to whose morals you would sooner trust. Be judge yourself, I'll bring it to the test: Which is the basest creature, man or beast?
Birds feed on birds, beasts on each other prey, But savage man alone does man betray. With teeth and claws by nature armed, they hunt Nature's allowance, to supply their want. But man, with smiles, embraces, friendship, praise,  Inhumanly his fellow's life betrays; With voluntary pains works his distress, Not through necessity, but wantonness.
For hunger or for love they fight and tear, Whilst wretched man is still in arms for fear. His boasted honor, and his dear-bought fame; The lust of power, to which he's such a slave,  And for the which alone he dares be brave; To which his various projects are designed; Which makes him generous, affable, and kind; For which he takes such pains to be thought wise, And screws his actions in a forced disguise,  Leading a tedious life in misery Under laborious, mean hypocrisy.
Look to the bottom of his vast design, Wherein man's wisdom, power, and glory join: The good he acts, the ill he does endure,  'Tis all from fear, to make himself secure. Merely for safety, after fame we thirst, For all men would be cowards if they durst. Men must be knaves, 'tis in their own defence.
Nor can weak truth your reputation save: The knaves will all agree to call you knave. Thus sir, you see what human nature craves: Most men are cowards, all men should be knaves. The difference lies, as far as I can see,  Not in the thing itself, but the degree, And all the subject matter of debate Is only: Who's a knave of the first rate?
All this with indignation have I hurled At the pretending part of the proud world,  Who, swollen with selfish vanity, devise False freedoms, holy cheats, and formal lies Over their fellow slaves to tyrannize.
If such there be, yet grant me this at least:“A Satire Against Mankind,” sometimes called “A Satire Against Reason and Mankind” or simply “Satire,” is one of John Wilmot, earl of Rochester’s best-known poems. A Satyr against Reason and Mankind By John Wilmot, Earl of Rochester Edited and annotated by Jack Lynch.
Were I (who to my cost already am One of those strange, prodigious 1 creatures, man) A spirit free to choose, for my own share What case of flesh and blood I pleased to wear. The Context, Design, and Argument of Rochester's A Satyr against Reason and Mankind Created Date: Z.
In Rochesters A Satyr against Reason and Mankind what is meant by false from ENGL A at Loyola University New Orleans. The article analyzes the poem "A Satyr Against Reason and Mankind" by John Wilmot, 2nd Earl of Rochester.
The author examines similarities and possible influences from the book ''Leviathan" by philosopher Thomas Hobbes. Other topics covered include Wilmot's thoughts on fear, as well as his.
Wilmot uses the portrayal of wild animals to highlight the comparison between man and beast. He seems to emphasize how humanity is actually lower than beasts due to our ability to manipulate, deceive, destroy, and hurt each other.
Man will kill for greediness, and he'll smile while committing the act.