But let their works declare them. Thy free powers,

The generous powers of thy prevailing mind,

Not for the tasks of their confederate hours,
Lewd brawls and lurking flander, were defign'd.
Be thou thy own approver. Honest praise
Oft nobly sways

Ingenuous youth :

But, fought from cowards and the lying mouth,
Praise is reproach. Eternal God alone

For mortals fixeth that fublime award.

He, from the faithful records of his throne,

Bids the hiftorian and the bard

Dispose of honour and of scorn;

Discern the patriot from the flave

And write the good, the wife, the brave, For leffons to the multitude unborn.

ODE

FOR

For treafon quell'd and laws fecur'd,

In every nation Time displays

The palm of honourable praise.
Envy may rail; and faction fierce

May strive: but what, alas! can Those

(Though bold, yet blind and fordid foes)
To gratitude and love oppose,

To faithful story and perfuafive verse?

VOL. VI.

C

I. 2. O

I. 2.

O nurfe of freedom, Albion, fay,
Thou tamer of defpotic sway,
What man, among thy fons around,
Thus heir to glory haft thou found?
What page, in all thy annals bright,
Haft thou with purer joy furvey'd
Than that where truth, by Hoadly's aid,
Shines through the deep unhallow'd fhade
Of kingly fraud and facerdotal night?
I. 3.

To him the Teacher blefs'd

Who fent religion, from the palmy field By Jordan, like the morn to cheer the west, And lifted up the veil which heaven from earth conceal'd, To Hoadly thus He utter'd his behest;

"Go thou, and rescue my dishonour'd law

"From hands rapacious and from tongues impure a

"Let not my peaceful name be made a lure "The fnares of favage tyranny to aid:

"Let not my words be impious chains to draw "The free-born foul, in more than brutal awe, "To faith without affent, allegiance unrepaid."

II. I. No

II. 1.

No cold nor unperforming hand

Was arm'd by heaven with this command.
The world foon felt it: and, on high,
To William's ear with welcome joy
Did Locke among the bleft unfold
The rifing hope of Hoadly's name :
Godolphin then confirm'd the fame;

And Somers, when from earth he came,
And valiant Stanhope the fair sequel told *.
II. 2.

Then drew the lawgivers around,

Sires of the Græcian name renown'd)

And listening afk'd, and wondering knew,
What private force could thus fubdue
The vulgar and the great combin'd;

Could war with facred folly wage;
Could a whole nation difengage

From the dread bonds of many an age,

And to new habits mould the public mind.

* Mr. Locke died in 1704, when Mr. Hoadly was beginning to diftinguish himself in the caufe of civil and religious liberty: Lord Godolphin in 1712, when the doctrines of the Jacobite faction were chiefly favoured by those in power: Lord Somers in 1716, amid the practices of the nonjuring clergy against the proteftant establishment; and lord Stanhope in 1721, during the controversy with the lower house of convocation.

II. 3.

For not a conqueror's fword,.

Nor the strong powers to civil founders known,
Were his but truth by faithful search explor'd,
And focial fenfe, like feed, in genial plenty fown.
Wherever it took root, the foul (reftor'd

To freedom) freedom too for others fought.
Not monkish craft the tyrant's claim divine,
Not regal zeal the bigot's cruel shrine

Could longer guard from reason's warfare fage;
Not the wild rabble to fedition wrought,

Nor fynods by the papal Genius taught,
Nor St. John's fpirit loose, nor Atterbury's rage.

III. 1.

But where shall recompence be found?
Or how fuch arduous merit crown'd?

For look on life's laborious scene:

What rugged spaces lie between
Adventurous virtue's early toils
And her triumphal throne! The fhade
Of death, mean time, does oft invade
Her progrefs; nor, to us difplay'd,

Wears the bright heroine her expected spoils.

III. 2. Yet