XXVI. The common voice uprose of warblers small, Upon this wife, "O bleffed be the hour "That thou waft chose to be our principal, "Welcome to be our Princess crown'd with pow'r, "Our pearl, our pleafance, and our paramour, "Our peace, our play, our plain felicity: "Chrift thee conferve from all adversity.” XXVII. Then all the concert fang with fuch a fhout, And with a braid I turned me about C VERSES ON THE DEATH OF QEEEN CAROLINE. BY MR. SHIPLEY. Blivion wraps not in her filent shade All human labours. Virtue blooms a flower, That Time's rough hand shall never violate. Still CAROLINE fhall live in faithful verse, Sweet nurfe of Memory, and in the voice Of grateful Britain. These fhall teftify How well her calm impartial rule fupplied A Monarch's abfence; thefe commemorate Her foul contemplative of peaceful Truth And nature, mindful midst the pomp of Courts Of wife retirement, and the filent grove. She ftretch'd thro' length'ning fhades thy fpacious walks, Delightful Richmond, and the terrafs rais'd Of her great Confort, provident and mild. Now wander'd mufing thro' the darkning depth Of thickest woods, friendly to folemn thought: Now o'er broad lawns fair-op'ning to the fun. Nor midst her rural plans difdain'd to mix The useful arable, and waving corn With soft turf border'd, and the lowly cot, That half appears, in branching elms obfcur'd. Here beauty dwells, affembled from the fcenes Of various nature; fuch as oft inflam'd With rapture Grecian bards, in that fair vale, Theffalian Tempe, or thy fav'rite foil, Arcadia, erft by awe-ftruck Fancy fill'd With wand'ring forms, the woodland Deities, Light Nymphs and wanton Satyrs, faintly feen Quick glancing thro' the fhade at close of eve, Great Pan, and old Silenus. Hither led By folitary grief fhall GEORGE recall Th' endearing manners, the soft speech, that flow'd But chief her thoughtful breast of counfels deep The light of arts and manners, and with arms "Hail facred shade! by me with endless woe "Still honour'd! ever in my breast shall dwell Thy image, ever prefent to my foul 66 "Thy faithful love, in length of years mature: "O skill'd t' enliven time, to foften care "With looks and fmiles and friendship's chearful voice! 66 Anxious, of Thee bereft, a folitude "I feel, that not the fond condoling cares "Of our fad offspring can remove. Ev'n now "With lonely steps I trace the gloomy groves, "Thy lov'd receffes, ftudious to recall "The vanish'd blifs, and cheat my wand'ring thoughts "With sweet illufion. Yet I not accufe "Heav'n's difpenfation. Profperous and long "Have been my days, and not unknown to fame, "That dwells with virtue. But 'tis hard to part "The league of ancient friendship, to refign "The home-felt fondness, the fecure delight, "That reason nourish'd, and fair time approv'd." THE GENEALOGY OF CHRIST AS IT IS REPRESENTED ON THE EAST WINDOW OF WINCHESTER COLL. CHAPEL. WRITTEN AT WINTON SCHOOL, BY MR. LOWTHE. AT Το pour T once to raise our rev'rence and delight, Who views the facred forms, in thought afpires, Thy strokes, great Artist, so fublime appear, |