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Thrice happy Phoenix! heaven's peculiar care Has made thyfelf, thyfelf's furviving heir; By death thy deathlefs vigour is fupply'd, Which finks to ruin all the world befide; Thy age, not thee, affifting Phoebus burns, And vital flames light up thy funeral urns. Whate'er events have been, thy eyes furvey, And thou art fixt, while ages roll away; Thou faw'ft when raging ocean burft his bed, O'er-top'd the mountains, and the earth o'er-fpread; When the rash youth inflam'd the high abodes, Scorch'd up the skies, and scar'd the deathless gods. When nature ceafes, thou fhalt still remain, Nor fecond Chaos bound thy endless reign; Fate's tyrant laws thy happier lot shall brave, Baffle deftruction, and elude the grave.

VERSES TO MRS. LOWTHER

ON HER MARRIAGE.

FROM MENAGE.

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greatest fwain that treads th' Arcadian
Our fhepherds envy, and our virgins love,

His charming nymph, his fofter fair obtains,
The bright Diana of our flowery plains;
He, 'midft the graceful, of fuperior grace,
And the the lovelieft of the loveliest race.

Thy fruitful influence, guardian Juno, shed,
And crown the pleasures of the genial bed :

grove,

Raile

Raife thence, their future joy, a smiling heir,

Brave as the father, as the mother fair.

Well may'st thou fhower thy choiceft gifts on those,
Who boldly rival thy most hated foes;
The vigorous bridegroom with Alcides vies,
And the fair bride has Cytherea's eyes.

TO A LADY;

WITH A PRESENT OF FLOWERS.

HE fragrant painting of our flowery fields,
The choiceft

THE

The choiceft ftores that youthful summer yields,

Strephon to fair Elifa hath convey'd,

The sweetest garland to the sweetest maid.

O cheer the flowers, my fair, and let them rest
On the Elysium of thy fnowy breast,

And there regale the finell, and charm the view,
With richer odours, and a lovelier hue.
Learn hence, nor fear a flatterer in the flower,
Thy form divine, and beauty's matchless power :
Faint, near the cheeks, the bright carnation glows,
And thy ripe lips out-blush the opening rofe:
The lily's fnow betrays lefs pure a light,
Loft in thy bofom's more unfullied white;
And wreaths of jasmine shed perfumes, beneath
Th' ambrofial incenfe of thy balmy breath.

Ten thousand beauties grace the rival pair,
How fair the chaplet, and the nymph how fair!
But ah! too foon these fleeting charms decay,
The fading luftre of one haftening day.

This

This night fhall fee the gaudy wreath decline,
The roles wither, and the lilies pine.

The garlands fate to thine shall be apply'd,
And what advance thy form, fhall check thy pride:
Be wife, my fair, the prefent hour improve,
Let joy be now, and now a waste of love;

Each drooping bloom shall plead thy just excuse,
And that which fhew'd thy beauty, fhew its use.

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ON A LADY'S PICTURE:
TO GILFRED LAWSON, ESQ;

S Damon Chloe's painted form furvey'd,

He figh'd, and languish'd for the jilting shade: For Cupid taught the artist hand its grace, And Venus wanton'd in the mimic face.

Now he laments a look fo falfely fair,
And almost damns, what yet resembles her;
Now he devours it, with his longing eyes;
Now fated, from the lovely phantom flies,
Yet burns to look again, yet looks again, and dies.
Her ivory neck his lips presume to kiss,

And his bold hands the fwelling bofoin press;
The fwain drinks-in deep draughts of vain defire,
Melts without heat, and burns in fancy'd fire.
Strange power of paint! thou nice creator art!
What love inspires, may life itself impart.
Struck with like wounds, of old, Pygmalion pray'd,
And hugg'd to life his artificial maid;

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Clafp, new Pygmalion, clafp the feeming charms,
Perhaps ev'n now th' enlivening image warms,
Deftin'd to crown thy joys, and revel in thy arms :
Thy arms, which fhall with fire fo fierce invade,
That the at once fhall be, and ceafe to be a maid.

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PART OF THE FOURTH BOOK OF LUCAN. Cæfar, having refolved to give battle to Petreius and Afranius, Pompey's licutenants in Spain, encamped near the enemy in the fame field. The behaviour of their foldiers, at their seeing and knowing one another, is the fubject of the following verses.

HEIR ancient friends, as now they nearer drew,

THE

Prepar'd for fight the wondering foldiers knew;

Brother, with brother in unnatural ftrife,

And the fon arm'd against the father's life:
Curft civil war! then confcience first was felt,
And the tough veteran's heart began to melt
Fix'd in dumb forrow all at once they ftand,
Then wave, a pledge of peace, the guiltless hand;
To vent ten thousand ftruggling passions move,
The ftings of nature, and the pangs of love.
All order broken, wide their arms they throw,
And run, with transport, to the longing foe:
Here the long-loft acquaintance neighbours claim,
There an old friend recalls his comrade's name,

Youths

Youths, who in arts beneath one tutor grew,
Rome rent in twain, and kindred hofts they view.
Tears wet their impious arms, a fond relief,
And kiffes, broke by fobs, the words of grief;
Though yet no blood was spilt, each anxious mind
With horror thinks on what his rage defign'd.
Ah! generous youths, why thus, with fruitless pain,
Beat ye those breasts? why gush those eyes in vain?
Why blame ye heaven, and charge your guilt on fate?
Why dread the tyrant, whom yourselves make great?
Bids he the trumpet found? the trumpet flight.
Bids he the ftandards move? refuse the fight.
Your generals, left by you, will love again
A fon and father, when they're private men.

Kind Concord, heavenly born! whose blissful reign
Holds this vaft globe in one furrounding chain,
Whofe laws the jarring elements control,
And knit each atom clofe from pole to pole;
Soul of the world! and love's eternal spring!
This lucky hour, thy aid fair goddess bring!
This lucky hour, ere aggravated crimes
Heap guilt on guilt, and doubly ftain the times.
No veil henceforth for fin, for pardon none;

They know their duty, now their friends are known. Vain wish! from blood fhort muft the refpite be,

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New crimes, by love inhanc'd, this night fhall fee:
Such is the will of fate, and fuch the hard decree.
'Twas peace. From either camp, now void of fear,
The foldiers mingling chearful feasts prepare:

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