XLI.

"O faytor falfe, O wicked imp of night! Exclaim'd the Squire aftoun'd, "ah! wealaway!

"Let Erebus in pitchy stole bedight

"With fouleft fprites the fons of men affray,

"And blot for ever the fair face of day.

"Ye haggard fifters, found my paffing-bell;
"Oh! ne'er believe, ye youths, what women fay.
"O lofel loofe, O impious Columbel !"

Then like a stean to earth full heavily he fell.
XLII.

There shall we leave him, for my leaky boat

Lets in the water, and I must recure

Her much-worn hulk, that scarcely now can float,

And moor'd in harbour she shall ride fecure;

Then if I can a pilot wife procure,

Mayhap I may again hoist forth my fail,'

And other hardy voyages endure

Thro' shelves and fhallows: now the adverse gale

Gives me fome time to rest, and lond with joy I hail.

GLOSSARY.

Amail, enamel

Blatant beaf, detraction or Ledden, language

Sib, an uncle

Springal, a youth

Wimble, fhifting to and fro

Yode, went

On

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THE

On the Death of a Lady's Owl.

By the Same.

HE Owl expires! death gave the dreadful word,
And lovely Anna weeps her fav'rite bird.

Ye feather'd choir in willing throngs repair
And footh the forrows of the melting fair;
In founds of woe the dear-departed greet,
With cypress strew, ye doves, the green retreat;
The fateful raven tolls the paffing bell,
The folemn dirge be fung by Philomel;

Sir Chanticlear, a chief of hardy race,

Shall guard from kites and daws the facred place.
With your juft tears a bard shall mix his own,
And thus, in artless verse, infcribe the ftone.

EPITAPH.

Nterr'd within this little space

The bird of wisdom lies;

Learn hence, how vain is ev'ry grace,

How fruitlefs to be wife.

Can mortal stop the arm of Death
Who ne'er compaffion knew?

He* Venus' lover robb'd of breath,

He, Anna's darling flew.

• Adonis.

K 4

Ah

Ah happy bird, to raise those fighs
Which man could ne'er obtain !

Ah happy bird, to cloud thofe eyes
That fir'd each kneeling fwain!

Thrice blefs'd thy life, her joy, her bliss,
Thrice bless'd thy happy doom;

She gave thee many a melting kiss,
She wept upon thy tomb.

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The Vanity of Human Wishes.

THE

Tenth Satire of JUVENAL.

IMITATED

By Mr. SAMUEL JOHNSON.

L

ET obfervation with extenfive view,

Survey mankind, from China to Peru; Remark each anxious toil, each eager ftrife, And watch the busy scenes of crowded life; Then fay how hope and fear, defire and hate,

O'erfpread with fnares the clouded maze of fate,

a Ver. I

12.

Where

Where wav'ring man, betray'd by vent'rous pride,
To tread the dreary paths without a guide;
As treach'rous phantoms in the mift delude,
Shuns fancied ills, or chafes airy good.

How rarely reason guides the ftubborn choice,

Rules the bold hand, or prompts the fuppliant voice,
How nations fink, by darling fchemes opprefs'd,
When vengeance liftens to the fool's request.

Fate wings with ev'ry wifh th' afflictive dart,
Each gift of nature, and each grace

of art,

With fatal heat impetuous courage glows,
With fatal sweetness elocution flows,

Impeachment ftops the speaker's pow'rful breath,
And reftlefs fire precipitates on death.

b But scarce obferv'd the knowing and the bold,
Fall in the gen'ral massacre of gold;
Wide-wafting peft! that rages unconfin'd,

And crowds with crimes the records of mankind
For gold his fword the hireling ruffian draws,
For gold the hireling judge diftorts the laws;
Wealth heap'd on wealth, nor truth nor fafety bays,
The dangers gather as the treasures rise.

Let hift'ry tell where rival kings command,
And dubious title shakes the madded land,
When ftatutes glean the refuse of the fword,
How much more fafe the vaffal than the lord,
Low fculks the hind beneath the rage of pow'r,
And leaves the wealthy traytor in the Tow'r,

b Ver. 13

22.

Untouch'd

Untouch'd his cottage, and his flumbers found,
Tho' confifcation's vulturs hover round.

The needy traveller, ferene and gay,

Walks the wild heath, and fings his toil away.
Does envy feize thee? crufh th' upbraiding joy,
Increase his riches and his peace destroy,
New fears in dire viciffitude invade,

The ruftling brake alarms, and quiv'ring shade,
Nor light nor darkness bring his pain relief,
One fhews the plunder, and one hides the thief.
Yet ftill one gen'ral cry the skies affails,
And gain and grandeur load the tainted gales;
Few know the toiling statesman's fear or care,
Th' infidious rival and the gaping heir.

d

Once more, Democritus, arife on earth, With chearful wisdom and instructive mirth, See motly life in modern trappings drefs'd, And feed with varied fools th' eternal jeft: Thou who couldft laugh where want enchain'd caprice, 'Toil crush'd conceit, and man was of a piece; Where wealth unlov'd without a mourner dy'd ;

And scarce a fycophant was fed by pride;

Where ne'er was known the form of mock debate,
Or feen a new-made mayor's unwieldy ftate;
Where change of fav'rises made no change of laws,
And fenates heard before they judg'd a cause ;

• Ver. 2.3-27.

a Ver. 28- -55·

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