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Bids the heart yield to Virtue's filent call ; “ Hear Nature whispering in the breeze her long! And thews Ambition's sons mere children all; 40“ Hear her sweet warbling through the feather'd Who hunt for toys which please with tinsel shine; “ throng!

100 For which they squabble, and for which they pine. “Come! with the warbling world thy notes unite, Oh! hear her voice, more mellow than the gale, “ And with the vegetative smile delight! That breath'd thro' shepherd's pipe enchants the “ Sure such a scene and song will foon restore vale!

“ Loft quiet, and give bliss unknown before; Hark! the invites from city smoke and noise, 45 “ Receive it grateful, and adore, when given, 105 Vapours impure, and from impurer joys; " The goodness of thy parent, queen, and heaven! From various evils, that, with rage combin'd, “ With me each private virtue lifts the voice ; Untune the body, and pollute the mind: " While public spirit bids a land rejoice : From crouds, to whom no social faith belongs, “ O'er all thy queen's benevolence descends, Who tread one circle of deceit and wrongs; 50 “ And wide o'er all her vital light extends. With whom politeness is but civil guile,

" As winter softens into spring, to you And laws oppress, exerted by the vile.

« Blooms fortune's season, through her smile, anew, To this oppos'd, the Muse presents the scene; “ Still for past bounty, let new lays impart Where sylvan pleasures ever smile serene; “ The sweet effusions of a grateful heart ! Pleasures that emulate the bleft above,

55 “ Cast though the telescope of hope your eye! 115 Health, innocence, and peace, the Muse, and Love;" There goodness infinite, supreme, descry! Pleasures that ravilh, while alternate wrought “ From him that ray of virtue stream'd on earth, By friendly converse, and abstracted thought. “ Which kindled Caroline's bright soul to birth. These sooth my throbbing breast. No loss I mourn ; “ Behold! he spreads one universal spring! (120 Though both from riches and from grandeur" Mortals, transform'd to angels, then thall fing;

60“ Oppression then shall Ay with want and shame, Weep I a cruel mother? No-I've seen, “ And blessing and existence be the same !" From heaven, a pitying, a maternal queen. One gave me life; but would no comfort grant; She more than life resum'd by giving want. Would the the being which the gave destroy? 65

THE VOLUNTEER LAUREAT,
My queen gives life, and bids me hope for joy.
Honours and wealth I chearfully resign;
If competence, if learned case be mine!

A POEM,
If I by mental, heartful joys be fir'd,
And in the vale by all the Muse inspir'd! 70

ON HER MAJESTY'S BIRTH-DAY, 1735-6.
Here cease my plaint-See yon enlivening scenes!
Child of the spring! Behold the best of queens !
Softness and heauty rose this heavenly morn,

O! the mild sun falutes the opening spring, Dawn'd wisdom, and benevolence was born.

And gladdening natute calls the Muse to fingi Joy, o'er a people, in her influence rose; 75 Gay chirp the birds, the bloomy sweets exhale, Like that which spring o'er rural nature throws. And health, and song, and fragrance fill the gals. War to the peaceful pipe resigns his roar,

Yet, mildest funs, to me are pain severe, S And breaks his billows on some distant fhore. And music's self is discord to my car! Domestic discord Anks beneath her smile,

1, jocund spring, unsympathizing, see, And arts, and trade, and plenty, glad the ille. 801 And health, that comes to all, comes not to me. L.o! industry surveys, with feasted eyes,

Dear health once fled, what (pirits can I find! (10 His due reward, a plenteous harvest rise !

What folace meet, when fled my peace of mind? Nor (taught by commerce) joys in that alone; From abíent books what studious hint devise? But sees the harvest of a world his own. 8 From absent friends, what aid to thought can rise ? Hence thy just praise, thou mild, majestic Thames ! A genius whisperidin my ear-Go feek Rich river ! richer than Pactolus' streams ! Some men of staic!—The inuse your wrongs may Than those renowo'd of yore, by poets rolled

speak. O'er intermingled pearls, aud sands of gold. But will such listen to the plaintive Orain ? How glorious thou, when from old ocean's ürn, The happy seldom heed th' unhappy's pain. Loaded with India's wealth, thy waves return! 90 To wealth, to honours, wherefore was I bora ? Alive thy banks! along each bordering line, Why lest to poverty, repulse, and scorn ? High cultur'd blooms, inviting villas thine : Why was I form'd of elegant desires ? And while around ten thousand beauties glow, Thought, which beyond a vulgar flight aspires! 20 These fill o'er those redoubling lustre throw. 195 Why, by the proud, and wicked, crush'd to carth?

« Cone then (so whisper's the indulgent Mufe) Better the day of death, than day of birth! " Come then, in Richmond grove, thy sorrows lose! Thus I exclaim'd: a little cherub smil'd; " Come then, and hymn this day! The pleasing “ Hope, I am callid (said he), a heaven-born child! scene

Wrongs sure you have; complain you juftly may :25 ik Shews, in each view, the genius of thy queer, But let wild forrow whirl not thought away!

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Nomerult to honour! that you ne'er will stain But, o lamented change ! the lay must flow
From peerage-blood, which fires your filial vein. From grateful rapture now to grateful woe,
Truft more to Providence ! from me ne'er swerve ! She, to this day who joyous lustre gave, S
Once to distrust, is never to deferve.

30 Descends for ever to the filent grave. Did not this day a Caroline disclose ?

She, born at once to charm us and to mend, I promis'd at her birth, and blessing rose ! Of human race the pattern and the friend. (Blessing, o'er all the letter'd world to shine, To be or fondly or severely kind, In knowledge clear, beneficence divine !) To check the rash or prompt the better mind, 10 'Tis kers, as mine, to chace away despair; 35 Parents shall learn from her, and thus fhall draw Woc undeserv'd is her peculiar care.

From filial love alone a filial awe.
Her bright benevolence sends me to grief: Who seek in avarice wisdom's art to save;
On want sheds bounty, and on wrong relief." Who often squander, yet who never gave;

Then calm-ey'd Patience, born of angel-kind, From her these knew the righteous mean to find, 15
Opeo'd a dawn of comfort on my mind. 40 And the mild virtue stole on half mankind,
With her came Fortitude of god-like air !

The lavish now caught frugal wisdom's lore;
These arm to conquer ills; at least to bear : Yet ftill, the more they fav'd, bestow'd the more.
Arm'd thus, my queen, while wayward fates ordain, Now misers learn'd at others woes to melt,
My life to lengthen, but to lengthen pain; And law and wonder'd at the change they felt. 20
Your bard, his sorrows with a smile endures; 45 The generous, when on her they turn'd their view,
Since to be wretched is, to be made yours. The generous ev'n themselves more generous grew,

Learn'd the shunn'd haunts of shame-fac'd want

to trace;

To goodness, delicacy, adding grace. THE VOLUNTEER LAUREAT.

The conscious cheek no rising blush confefs'd, 25

Nor dwelt one thought to pain the modest breast; AN ODE,

Kind and more kind did thus her bounty shower,

And knew no limit but a bounded power. ON HER MAJESTY'S BIRTH-DBY, 1736-7. This truth the widow's fighs, alas! proclaim ;

For this the orphan's tears embalın her fame. 30 No. v.

The wise beheld her learning's summit gain,

Yet never giddy grow, nor ever vain:
That breathe the vernal foul of love ;

But on one science point a stedfast eye,
Bid health descend in balmy dews,

That science-how to live and how to die. And life in every gale diffuse;

Say, Memory, while to thy grateful fight 35 That give the flowers to shine, the birds to sing; s Arise her virtues in unfading light, Oh, glad this natal day, the prime of spring !

What joys were ours, what sorrows now remain; The virgin snow-drop frst appears;

Ah! how sublime the bliss ! how deep the pain ! Her golden head the crocus rears.

And thou, bright princess, feated now on high, The Rowery tribe, profuse and gay,

Next ope, the fairest daughter of the sky, Spread to the soft, inviting ray.

10 Whose warm-felt love is to all beings known, So arts shall bloom by Carolina's smile,

Thy lifter Charity! next her thy throne ; So shall her fame waft fragrance o'er the isle.

See at thy tomb the Virtues weeping lic! The warblers various, sweet and clear,

There in dumb sorrow seem the Arts to dic. From bloomy sprays falute the year.

So were the sun o'er other orbs to blaze, 45 O Muse, awake! ascend and ling! 15 And from our world, like thee, withdraw his Hail the fair rival of the spring !

rays, To woodland honours woodland hymns belong;

No more to visit where he warm'd before, To her, the pride of arts! the Muse's fong.

All life must cease, and nature be po more. Kind, as of late her clement (way,

Yet thall the Muse a heavenly height essay The reason fheds a tepid ray.

20 Beyond the weakness mix'd with mortal clay; 50 The storms of Boreas rave no more;

Beyond the loss, which, though she bleeds to fee, The forms of faction cease to roar,

Though ne'er to be redeem'd, the loss of thee! At vernal suns as wintery tempests cease,

Beyond ev'n this, she hails with joyous lay, She, lovely power ! smiles fadion into

Thy better birth, thy firit true natal day; peace.

A day, that sees thee borne, beyond the tomb, 55

To endicfs health, to youth's eternal bloom;
THE VOLUNTEER LAUREAT, Borne to the mighty dead, the souls fublime
FOR THE IST OF MARCH, 1737-8.

Of every famous age, and every clime;
To goodncia fix'd by truth's unvarying laws,

To bluís that knows no period, knows no pause-60 | HER L A T E M A J E STY, Save when thine nye, irom yonder pure serene,

Sheds a soft eye on this our gloomy scene. HUMBLY ADDRESSED TO HIS MAJESTY.

With me now liberty and learning mourn,

From all relier, like thy lov'u confort, torn; FT has the Muse, on this distinguish'd day, For where can prince or people hope relief, 64

Tun'd to glad harmony the vernal lay; When each contend to be supreme : grief?

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So vy'd thy virtues, that could point the way, Where the food deepening rolls, or wide extends, So well to govern ; yet so well obey.

From road to road yon arch, connective bends : Deign one look more! ah ! see thy confort dear Where ports were choak’d; where mounds, in 'Wishing all hearts, except his own, to chear. 70 vain, arose ; Lo! Rill he bids thy wonted bounty flow There harbours open, and there breaches close; To weeping families of worch and woe.

To keels, obedient, ipreads each liqaid plain, 25 He stops all tears, however fast they rise,

And bulwark moles repel the boiferous main. Save those that fill must fall from grateful eyes, When the sunk fun no homeward sail befriends, And, spite of griefs that so usurp his mind, 75 On the rock's brow the light-house kind ascends, Still watches o'er the welfare of mankind.

And from the shoaly, o'er the gulfy way, Father of those, whose rights thy care defends, Points to the pilot's eye the warning ray. 30 Still moft their own, when molt their sovereign's Count still, my Muse (to count, what Musc cao friends;

cease?) Then chiefly brave, from bondage chiefly free, (80 The works of Public Spirit, freedom, peace ! When moft they trust, when most they copy thee; By them shall plants, in forests, reach the skies; Ah ! let the lowest of thy subjects pay

Then lofc their leafy pride, and Davies rise. His honeft heart-felt tributary lay;

(Navies, which to invasive foes cxplain, 35 In anguish happy, if permitted here,

Heaven throws not round us rocks and seas in vain): One sigh to vent, to drop one virtuous tear ;

The fail of commerce in each sky aspires, Happier, if pardon'd, should he wildly moan, 85 And property afsures whai toil acquires. And with a monarch's sorrow mix his own.

Who digs the mine or quarry, digs with glee; No Nave ! His option and his gain are free: 40

Him the same laws the lame prote&ion yield, OF PUBLIC SPIRIT

Who ploughs the surrow, or who owns the field.

Unlike, where tyranny the rod maintains

O'er curfers, leafless, and uncultur'd plains, PUBLIC WORKS:

Here herbs of food and physic plenty showers, 45 AN EPISTLE TO HIS ROYAL HIGHNESS Gives fruits to blush, and colours various fiowers. FREDERIC PRINCE OF WALES. Where sands or itony wilds once ftarv'd the year,

Laughs the green lawn, and nods the golden car :

White shine the fleecy race, which fate shall doom CONTENT S.

The feast of life, the treasure of the loom. 50 of reservoirs, and their use ; of draining fens, and On plains now bare lball gardens wave their

building bridges, cutting canals, repairing har groves; bours, and stopping inundations, making rivers While settling fongsters woo their feather'd loves. navigable, building light-houfes; of agriculture, Where pathless woods no grateful openings knew, gardening, and planting for the noblest uses; of Walks tempt the step, and vistas court the view. commerce ; of public roads; of public build- See the parterre confess expansive day; 55 ings, viz. squares, streets, manfions, palaces, The grot, elusive of the noon-tide ray. courts of justice, senate-houses, theatres, hof- Up yon green flope a length of terrace lies, pitals, churches, colleges; the variety of worthies whence gradual landscapes fade in distant fkics. produced by the latter; of colonies. The llave. Now the blue lake reflected heaven displays; trade censured, &c.

Now darkens, regularly-wild, the maze.

Urns, obelisks, fanes, itatues intervene ; REAT Hope of Britain !—Here the Muse Now centre, now commence, or end the scene. essays

Lo, proud alcoves ! lo, soft fequefter'd bowers! A theme, which, to attempt alone, is praise. Retreats of social, or of Itudious hours ! Be Her's a zeal of Public Spirit known !

Rank above rank her shapely greens afcend; 65 A princely zeal !-a Spirit all your own! There others natively-grotesque depend.

Where never Science beam'd a friendly ray, $ The rude, the delicate, immingled tell Where che vast blank neglected Nature lay; How Art would Nature, Nature Art excel; From Public Spirit there, by arts employ'd, And how, while these their rival charms impart, Creation, varying, glads the cheerless void, Art brightens Nature, Nature brightens Art; 70 Hail, arts! where fafety, treasure, and delight, Thus, in the various, yet harmonious space, On land, on wave, in wondrous works unite! 10 Blend order, symmetry, and force, and grace. Those wondrous works, O Muse! fuccefli ve raise, When there from Public Spirit smile, we fee And point their worth, their dignity, and praise ! Free-opening gates, and bowery pleasures free;

What though no streams, magnificently play'd, For sure great souls one truth can never miss, 75 Rise a proud column, fall a grand cascade; (15 Bliss not communicated is oot bliss. Through nether pipes, which nobler use renowns, Thus Public Spirit, liberty, and peace, Lo! ductile rivulets viüt distant towns !

Carve, build, and plant, and give the land increafe; Now vanilh fens, whence vapours rise no more, From pealant hands imperial works arise, Whose agueifa influence tainted heaven before. And British hence with Rowan grandeur vies; 80 The solid ifthmus finks a watcry space,

Not grandeur that in pompous whim appears, And wor.ders, in new state, at naval grace. 20 That levels hills, that vales to mountains rears;

That alters nature's regulated grace,

At her command the college-roofs afcend 145 Meaniag to deck, but destin'd co deface. (86 (For Public Spirit fill is learning's friend.) Though no proud gates, with China's taught to vie, Stupendous piles, which useful pomp compleats, Magnificently useless ftrike the eye;

Thus rise Religion's, and thus Learning's seats ; (Useless, where rocks a surer barrier lend, There moral truth and holy science fpring, Where seas encircle, and where fleets defend ;) And give the sage to teach, the bard to Ging, 150 What though no arch of triumph is assign'd (90 There some draw health from herbs and mineral To laurel'd pride, whose sword has thinn'd mankind; veins, Though no vast wall extends from coast to coal, Some search the systems of the heavenly plains; No pyramid aspires, fublimely loft ;

Some call from history past times to view, Yet the safe road through rocks fall winding tend, and others trace old laws, and sketch out new; And che firm causeway o'er the clays ascend. Thence saving rights by legilators plann'd, 155 Lo! stately ftreets, lo! ample squares invite 95 And guardian patriots thence iufpire che land. The falutary galę, that breathes delighe.

Now grant, ye powers,one great, one fond degre, Lo! structures mark the charitable soil,

And, granting, bid a new Whitehall aspire ! Por casual ill, maim'd valour, feeble coil Far let it lead, by well-pleas'd Thames survey'd, Worn out with care, infirmity, and age; The Twellirg arch, and stately colonnade ; 160 The life here entering, quitting there the stage: 100 Bid courts of justice, senate-chambers join, The babe of lawless birth, doom'd else to moan, Till various all in one proud work combine! To ftarve or bleed for errors not his own !

But now he all the generous Goddess seen, Let the frail mother 'scape the fame defild, When most diffus'd fhe lines, and most benig"?! f from the murdering mother 'scape the child! Ye sons of misery, attrad her view ! 165 Oh! guard his youth from lin’s alluring voice; 105 Ye sallow, hollow-eyed, and meagre crew! Prom deeds of dire necessity, not choice! Such high perfection have our arts attain'd, His grateful hand, thus never harmful known, That now few sons of toil our arts demand? ihall on the public welfare build his own. Then co the public, to itself, we fear,

Thus worthy crafts, which low-born life divide, Ev'n willing industry grows useless here, 170 Žive towns their opulence, and courts their pride Are we too populous at length confess'd, acred to pleasure Itru&ures rise elate, In From confluent fr.ngers refug'd and redress'? To that till worthy of the wise and great. Has war so long withdrawn his barbarous train; sacred to pleasure then thall piles ascend? Thac peace o'erstocks us with the sons of men ? They shall-when pleasure and instruction blend. So long has plague left pure the ambient air, 175 Let theatres from Public Spirit shine! 115 That want must prey on those aisease would spare? lach theatres, as, Atheas, once were thine ! Hence beauteous wretches (beauty's fouldisgrace!) lee! the gay Muse of pointed wit poffeft, Though born the pride, the shame of human race; Who makes the virtuous laugh, the decent jest: Fair wretches hence, who nightly streets annoy, What though the mock, thc mocks with honest aim, Live but themselves and others to destroy. 180 And laughs each favourite folly into shame, 120 Hence robbers rise, to theft, to murder prone, With liberal light the tragic charms the age :

First driven by want, from habit desperate grown; In folemn-training robes the fills the stage; Hence for ow'd trifes oft our jails contain l'here human nature, mark'd in different lines, (Torn from mankind) a miserable train; Alive in character diftin&ly shines.

Tora from, in spite of nature's tendereft crics, 185 Quick passions change alternate on her face; 125 Parental, fílial, and connubial ties : Her di&tion music, as her adion yrace.

The trader, when on every side distrest, Instant we catch her terror-giving cares,

Hence flies to what expedient frauds suggest ; Pathetic lighs, and pity-moving tears;

To prop his question'd credit's totrering state, Infant wc catch her generous glow of soul, Others he first involves to share his fate;

19 Tillone great striking moral crowns the whole. 130 Then for mean refuge must self-exil'd roam

Hence in warm youth, by scenes of virtue taught, Never to hope a friend, nor find a home. Honour exalts, and love expands the thought! This Public Spirit sees, she sees and feels! Hence pity, to peculiar grief assign'd,

Her breast the throb, her eye the tear reveals; Grows wide benevolence to all mankind. (The patriot throb that beats, the tear that flows 195

Where various edifice the land renowns 135 For oihers wel!are, and for others woes) There Public Spirit plans, exalts, and crowns. And what can I (she faid) to cure their grief? She chears the mansion with the spacious hall, Shall I or point out death, or point relief? Bids painting live along the storied wall; Forth shall I lead them to some happier soil, Seated, she Imiling eyes th' unclosing door, To conqueft lead them, and enrich with spoil? 200 And much she welcomes all, but most the poor;140 Bid then convulse a word, make pature groan, She turns the pillar, or the arch she bends, And spill, in shedding others blood, their own? The choir she lengthens, or the choir extends ; No, no, fuch wars do thou, Ambition wage ! She rears the tower, whose height the heavens Go sterilize

the fertile with thy rage !

Whole nations to depopulate is thinc ; sos She rears, the rounds, the points the lessening spire; I 'To people, culture, and proceat, be mine! Vol. y.

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Then range the world, Discovery !-Straight he And towns fhall open (all of fru&ure fair!) goes

To brightening prospects, and to purest air; O'er feas, o'er Libya's sands, and Zembla's snows; Frequented ports, and vineyards green succeed, He settles where kind rays till now have fmil'd And flocks increasing whiten all the mead. 270 (Vain smile!)' on some luxuriant houseless wild. 210 On science science, arts on arts refine ; How many sons of want might here enjoy On these from high all heaven shall smiling hine, What Nature gives for age but to destroy? And Public Spirit here a people now, Blush, bluth, O fun (she cries) hore vainly found, Free, nunierous, pleas’d, and busy all below. To rise, to set, to roll the seasons round!

Learn, future natives of this promis'd land, 275 Shall heaven distil in dews, descend in rain, 215

What your forefathers ow'd my saving hand! From earth gush fountains, rivers fow-in vain? Learn, when Despair such sudden bliss shall see, There fhall the watery lives in myriads stray, Such bliss must shine from Oglerhorpe or me! And be, to be alone each other's prey ?

Do you the neighbouring blameless Indian aid, Unfought shall here the teeming quarries own Culture what he neglects, not his invade, 280 The various species of mechan i stene? 220 Dare not, oh lare not, with ambitious view, From trudure this, from sculpture that confine? Force or demand subjection never due. Shall rocks forbid the latent gem to shine ? Let, by my specious name, no tyrants rise, Shall mines, obedient, aid no artist's care, And cry, while they enslave, they civilize ! Nor give the martial sword, and peaceful share? Know, Liberty and I are fill the same, Ah! shall they never precious ore unfold, 225 Congenial !--ever mingling flame with fame! To smile in silver, or to fame in gold?

Why must I Afric's fable children fee Shall here the vegetable world alone,

Vended for saves, though form'd by nature free, For joys, for various virtues, reft unlenown? The nameless tortures cruel minds invent, While food and physic, plants and herbs supply, Those to subject, whom nature equal meant ? 290 Here must they thoot alone to bloom and dic? 230 1! these you dare (albeit unjust success Shall fruits, which none bui brutal eyes furvey, Empowers you now unpunish d to oppress) Untouch'd grow ripe, untated drop away? Revolving enpire you and your's may doom Shall here th' irrational, the favage kind, (Rome all subdued, yet Vandals vanquish'd Rome,) Lord it o'er stores by heaven for man design'd, Yes, empire may revolve, give them the day, 295 And trample what mild suns benignly raise, 235 And yoke may yoke, and blood may blood repay. While man must lose the use, and heaven the praise? Thus (ah! how far unequal'd by my lays, Shall it then be ?--(Indignant here she rose, Unskild the heart to melt, or mind to raise,) Indignant, yet humane, her bosom glows) – Sublime, benevolent, deep, sweetly-clear, No! By each honour'd Grecian, Roman name, Worchy a Thomson's Muse, a FREDERICK'S By men for virtue deify'd by fame, 240

300 Who peopled lands, who model'd infant ftare, Thus spoke the Goddess. Thus I faintly tell And then bade empire be maturely great ; In what lov'd works heaven gives her to excel. By there I swear (be witness carth and skies !) But who her fons, that, to her interest true, Fair Order here shall from Confusion rise. Conversant lead her to a prince like you? Rapt, I a future colony survey?

245 These, Sir, falute you from life's middle state, 305 Come then, ye sons of Misery! come away! Rich without gold, and without titles great ; Lct those, whose forrows from neglect are known, Knowledge of books and men exalts their thought, (Here taught, compellid, empower’d) neglect in wit accemplish’d, though in wiles untaught, atone!

Careless of whispers meant to wound their name, Let those enjoy, who never merit woes,

Nor sneer'd nor brib’d from virtue into fame; 310 In youth th' induftrious with, in age repose ! 250 in letters elegant, in honour bright, Allotted acres (no reluctant soil)

They come, they catch, and they reflect delight. Shall prompt their industry, and pay their toil. Miring with these, a few of rank are found, Let families, long strangers to delight,

For councils, emballies, and camps renown'd. Whom wayward face dispers'd, by me unite ; Vers'd in gay life, in honeft maxims read, 315 Here live enjoying life ; fer plenty, péace: And ever warm of heart, yet cool of head, Their lands increasing as their sons incrcafe. From there the circling glass gives wit to skine, As nature yet is found, in leafy gladles,

The bright grow brighter, and ev’n courts refine; To intermix the walks with lights and modea; from there so gisteri, candid, and upright, Or as with good and ill, in chequer'd trife, jdowa knowledge, sostening into cafe polite. 320 Various the goddels colours humar: life: 260

Happy the men, who such a prince can please! So, in this feriile clime, if yet are feen

Happy the prince sever'd by men like these! Moors, marthes, cliffs, by turne to intervene; His cond-fcenfions dignity display, Where cliffs, moors, marshes, defolare she view, Grave with the wise, and with che witty gay; Where haunts the bittern, and where screams the Por him fine marble in the quarry lies, 325 • Mew

Which, in due fatues, to his fame shall rife; Where prowlithe wolf, where roll'd the f spent lies, Ever shall Public Spirit beam his praise, Shái folcmn ian:s and halls of justice rise, And the Muse (well it in immortal lays.

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