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Such in thy verse shall Nivernois be fewn :
EPITAPH ON CAPTAIN GRENVILLE,
E weeping Muses, Graces, Virtues, tell
If, fince your all-accomplish'd Sydney fell,
female's heart: Like him, cut off in youthful glory's pride, He, unrepining, for his country dy'd.
ON CAPTAIN CORNWALL,
SLAIN OFF TOULON, 1743.
THOUGH Britain's genius hung her drooping
head, And mourn'd her ancient naval glory Aed ; On that fam'd day, when France combin'd with Spain, Strove for the wide dominion of the main :
Yet, Cornwall! all with general voice agree
pay the tribute of applause to thee.
ON GOOD HUMOUR.
Written at EATON-SCHOOL, 1729.. TELL me, ye fons of Phæbus, what is this
Which all admire, but few, too few, poffefs ? A virtue 'tis to ancient maids unknown, And prudes who spy all faults except their own. Lov'd and defended by the brave and wise, Though knaves abuse it, and like fools despise. Say, Wyndham, if 'tis possible to tell, What is the thing in which you most excel ? Hard is the question, for in all you please ; Yet sure good-nature is your noblest praise ; Secur’d by this, your parts no envy move, For
none can envy him whom all must love. This magic power can make ev'n folly please, This to Pitt's genius adds a brighter grace, And fivzetens every charm in Cælia's face.
ADDITIO N A L STAN ZAS
ASTOLFO'S VOYAGE TO THE MOON,
IN ARIOS TO.
, WHEN now Aftolfo
, ftor'd within a vase, Orlando's wits had safely brought away ; He turn'd his eyes towards another place, Where, closely cork’d, unnumber'd bottles lay.
II. of finest crystal were those bottles made,
Yet what was there inclos'd he could not fee : Wherefore in humble wise the Saint he pray’d, To tell what treasure there conceal'd might be.
III. • A wondrous thing it is,” the Saint replied, « Yet undefin'd by any
mortal wight; 66 An airy essence, not to be descried, " Subtle and thin, that MAIDENHEAD is hight,
IV. ,5" From earth each day in troops they hither come,
" And fill each hole and corner of the Moon ; " For they are never easy while at home, “ Nor ever owner thought them gone too soon.
V. 6. When
“ For fear they should evaporate again;
“ So volatile a spirit to retain.
Leap, bounce, and fly, as if they'd burit the
“ glass :
As of each vessel hệ th’ irscription read;
In t' cther work?, he found above the sky;
'That which was Chloe's once, his mistress dear : " Ah, falle and treacherous fugitive!” he cried,
" Little I decm'd that I should meet thee here.
“ Did not thy owner, when we parted last,
“ Promise to keep thee safe for me alone ? « Scarce of our absence three short months are past,
“ And thou already from thy post art flown.
“ Be not enrag'd, replied th' Apostle kind
“ Since that this maidenhead is thine by riglit, “ Take it away; and, when thou hast a mind,
“ Carry it thither whence it took its fight."
XII. “ Thanks, Holy Father !" quoth the joyous Knight,
" The Moon shall be no loser by your grace : “ Let me but have the use on 't for a night,
" And I 'll restore it to its present place.”
TO A YOUNG LADY.
N tender Otway's moving scenes we find
the gods have to your sex assign’d: