Their name, their years, fpelt by th' unletter'd Mufe; And many a holy text around she strews, For who to dumb Forgetfulness a prey, On fome fond breast the parting foul relies, For thee, who mindful of th' unhonour'd Dead Haply fome hoary-headed Swain may say, • To meet the fun upon the upland lawn. There at the foot of yonder nodding beech Hard by yon wood, now fmiling as in fcorn, I Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he wou'd rove; • Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn, • Or craz'd with care, or crofs'd in hopeless love. • One morn I mifs'd him on the custom'd hill, Along the heath and near his fav'rite tree; Another came; nor yet befide the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; • The next with dirges due in fad array, Slow through the church-way path we faw him born, Approach and read (for thou can't read) the lay, Grav'd on the ftone beneath yon aged thorn. ERE refts his head upon the lap of Earth, HE A Youth to Fortune and to Fame unknown, Large was his bounty, and his foul fincere, He gave to Mis'ry all he had, a tear, He gain'd from Heav'n ('twas all he wish'd) a friend. No farther feek his merits to difclofe, Or draw his frailties from their dread abode, (There they alike in trembling hope repofe) The bofom of his Father and his God. HYMN HYMN to ADVERSITY. By the Same. AUGHTER of Jove, relentless Power, DAU Thou Tamer of the human breast, Whofe iron fcourge and tort'ring hour The Bad affright, afflict the Beft! Bound in thy adamantine chain The Proud are taught to taste of pain, With pangs unfelt before, unpitied and alone." When first thy Sire to fend on earth What forrow was, thou bad'ft her know, And from her own fhe learn'd to melt at others' woe. Scared at thy frown terrific, fly Self-pleafing Folly's idle brood, Wild Laughter, Noise, and thoughtless Joy, And leave us leisure to be good. Light they difperfe, and with them go The fummer Friend, the flatt'ring Foe; By vain Profperity received, To her they vow their truth, and are again believed. Wisdom in fable garb array'd, Immers'd in rapt'rous thought profound, And Melancholy, filent maid With leaden eye, that loves the ground, Still on thy folemn steps attend : Warm Charity, the gen'ral friend, With juftice to herself severe, And Pity, dropping soft the fadly-pleafing tear. Oh! gently on thy Suppliant's head, Not in thy Gorgon terrors clad, Nor circled with the vengeful Band (As by the Impious thou art feen) With thund'ring voice, and threat'ning mien, Thy form benign, oh Goddess, wear, Thy philofophic Train be there To foften, not to wound my heart, The gen'rous fpark extinct revive, Teach me to love, and to forgive, Exact my own defects to scan, What others are to feel, and know myfelf a man. EDU. EDUCATION. A PO E M: IN TWO CANTOS. Written in Imitation of the Style and Manner of Infcribed to Lady LANGHAM, Widow of Sir JOHN By GILBERT WEST, Efq; Unum ftudium vere liberale eft, quod liberum facit. Hoc fapientia fludium eft, fublime, forte, magnanimum: ca. tera pufilla & puerilia funt.-Plus fcire velle quàm fit fatis intemperantiæ genus eft. Quid, quòd ifta liberalium artium confectatio moleflos, verbofos, intempeftivos, fibi placentes facit, & ideo non dicentes neceffaria, quia fupervacua didicerunt. SEN. Ep. 88. Goodly DISCIPLINE! from heav'n y-fprong! O! bid thofe Graces, in fair chorus join'd |