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to him transsus'd his godlike father reigns, | (The arts which you fam'd Harcourt shall defend,
groves begin, A fort to dreadfui to our ! nglim fhore, How vital tireams in circling eddies run Our fe is scarce fear’ the sands or tempeíis mor:, Some teach why round thelu. the spheres advance, Wivse valt cap nces to such fums amount, In the fix'd mealures of their myftic dance, That the tai'd Gaul tè rce furnith'd out th' ac How tides, when heav'd by presling moons, o'er. court,
flow, Whose wills such bulwarks, such vast towers re And sun-l'orn ris paints her showery bow. ftrain
In happy chains our darling langnage bound, Its weakest ramparts are the rocks and main, Shali sport no more in orbitrary f und His boat great Louis yiell's, and chcapiy buys But buikiu'd bards henceforth shali wisely rage, Th; friedthip, Anna, with the mighty prize. And Grecian plans reform Britannia's fiage : Holland repining, and in grief cart down,
ill Congreve bids her Imile, Augusta stands
Heaceforth be thine, vice-gerent of the skies. New tales shall now be told; if right I see,
Like the young spreading laurel, Pope, thy name
That much-lov d yout) whom Ctrecht's walls And beg admittance in our facrcú fold;
couline, Ou ber own works the pious queen shall I'mile, To Bristol's praises shall his Strafford's join: And tun her cares upon lier favourite ille.
He too, from whom attentive Oxford draws co che keen bolt a warrior angel aims, Rules or just thinking, and poetic laws, Atay'd in clouds, and wrapt in mantling flames; To growing bards his learned aid shall lend, He beats a temp-it on his sounding wings,
The stricker critic, and the kindett friend Aed his red arm the forky vengeance flings;
Ev'n mine, a bashful Must, whole ruile essays Allagih, heaven's wrath appeasd.he quitsthe war, Scarce hope for pardon, not aspire to prai'e, 7o roli his orb, and guide his destin'd star, Cherish doy you in tinc may grow to tame To fhed kind fate, and lucky hours bestow, And mine furvive with Bristol's giorious name. Aed in ile roj:cious on the world below. Fir’d with the views this glittering scene disAround thy throne ih Il faithiul nobles wait,
plays, T'ele guard the cherch, and those direct the state. And snit with passion for my country's praise, To Britol, graceful in maternal tears,
My artless reed attempts this lofty theme, The church her towery forehead gently rears;
Where sacred lfis rolls her ancient stream; Sie begs her pious fon eaffert her cause, In cloister'à comes the great Philippe's pride, Defend her rights, and reinforce her laws, Where learning bloome, while lume and worth Winstoly zeat the facred work begin,
prelide, To bend the itubborn, and the meck to win. Where the fi th Henry arms and arts was taught,
Out Oxford's earl in careful thought had stand, And Edward Form d his Cresly yet unfought,
So round the tree that bore Hesperian gold, Urge on roy fond, with no ignoble pride,
Eneath the peaceful olive, rais'd by you,
TO MR. ADDICON, ON HIS OPERA
TO THE SAME,
« -----Ne fortè pudori
00 long hath love engrossèd Britannia's « Sit tibi Musa lyrt solers, & cantor Apollo."
And sunk to fofinefs all our tragic rage : THE Opera first Italian masters taught,
Try that alone did cmpires fall or rise, Inrich'd with fongs, but innocent of thought; and fate depended on a fair one's eyes: Britannia's learned theatre diftains
The sweet infection, mixt with dangerous art, Melodious trifles, and enervative strains;
Debas'd our manhood, while it footh'd the heart, And blushes, on her injur'd stage to see
Y u scorn to raise a gricthyself muí blame, Nonsense well-tun'd, and sweet stupidity.
Nor from our weakness scal a vulgar fame : No charnis are wanting to thy artful long,
A patriot's fall may jusly melt the mird, Soft as Corelli, and as irgil strong.
And tear, fluw nobly, shed for all mankind. From words so sweet new grace the notes receive,
How do our souls with generons ple:fure çlor! And music borrow's helps, the us'd to give.
Our hearts exuuing, while our eyes o'crfluw, Thc style hath match'd what ancient Romans When thy firm hero flanda beneath the weight knew,
Of all his sufferings venerahly great ; Thy flowing numbers far excel the new.
Rome's poor remains fill Meltering by his fide, Their cadence in fuch easy found convey'd, With conicious virtue, and becoming pride! The height of thought niay seem superfluous aids
The ayed oak thus rears his head in air, Yet in such charms che noble thoughts abound,
His fap exhausted and his branches bare; That needless seen the sweers of cały found.
'Midit storms and earthquakes he maintaics ka Landfkips how gay the howery yrotto yields,
Itate, Which thought creates, and lavish fancy builds !
Fixt deep in earth, and fasen'd by his weight: What art can trace the visi nary frenes,
His naked bouchs ftill lend the shepherds aid, The flowery groves, and everlasting greens,
And his old trunk projects an awful shade. The babbling sounds that mimic echo plays, Amidit the joys triumphant peace bestows, The fairy thade and its eternal maze ?
Our patriots Sudden at his glorious woes; Nature and Art in all their charms combin'd,
Avbile they let the world's great business wai', And all I lyfium to one view confin'd!
Anxious for Rome, and figh for Cato's fate. No further could imagination roam.
Here taught how ancient heroes rose to fame, Till Vanbrugh fran'd, and Marlborough rais'd Our Briton s crowd, and catch the Roman farzan the dome.
Where states and senates we I might lend an idly Ten thousand pangs my auxious bosom tear,
And kings and priells without a blush appear. When drown'd in tears I see th' im, loring fair;
France boasts no more but, fearful to engas When bards less soft the moving words fupply,
Now first pays homage to her rival's fags, A seeming justice dooms the nymph to die;
Hates to learn thee, and learning shall submit Put here the begs, nor can she beg in vain, Alike to British arms and British wit: In dirges thus expiring swars complain);
No more shell wonder, sorc'd to do us righi, Bach verse so swells expreflive of her woes, Wło think like Ronians, could like Romaristig Aod every fear in lines so mournful flows;
Thy Oxford smiles this glorious work to stop We, spite of fame her fate revers'd believe,
And fondly triumphs in a son like thee. O'erlook her crimes, and think me ought to live.he fenates, cuníu's, and the gods of Rome, Let joy falure fair Rofamanda's shade,
Like old acquaintance at their native hunie, And wreathes of myrtle crown the lovely maid. In thee we find; cach deed, each word capret, While now perhaps with Dido's ghost the roves,
Anderer; thought that livelli a Roma tready And hears and tells the story of their loves,
We trace cash nirt that could thy soul inspire Alike they mourn alike they bless their fate,
Uith Virgil's judgment, and with Lucan's fire; Since love, wlich made them wretched, makes
We know thy worth, and, give us leave to lingky them great.
We most admire, becauic wc know thee niult. Nor longer that relentless doom bemoan, Which gain'd a Virgil, and an Addison.
Accept, great monarch of the Britin lays, The tribute tong an huble subject pays.
THE ROYAL PROGRESS. fo tries the artless lark her early fight, And soars, to hail the god of verse and light. VVHEN Bruiswick first appear’d, cach. hocek Unrival'd as unmatch'd be ftillthy f me,
heart, And thy own laurels (hade thy envy'il name . Intent on verle, disdain'd the rules of art; Thy name, the boalt of all the tuneful quire, For him the fengsters, in urmeafur’d odes, Shall tremble on the strings of every tyre; Debas d Alcides, and dethron'd the gods, While the charm'd reader with thy thought In golden chains ihe king of India led, complies,
Or rart the turban from the sultan s head. Fecis corresponding joys or forrows rise,
One, in old fables, and the payan frain, And views thy Rolamond with Henry's eyes. liith nymphs and trituns, wafts him c'er the diar;
Another draws fierce Lucifer in arms,
Still is it thinc; though now the chearful crew Apd fills th'infernal region with alarms;
Hail Albion's cliffs; just whitening to the view. A third awakes some Druid, to foretel
Before the wind with fwelling fails they ride, Each future criumph, from his drcary cell. Till Thames receives them in his opening tide. Exploded faucies! that in vain deceive,
The monarch hears the thundering peals around, While the mind nauseates what the can't believe. From trembling woods and echoing hills rebound. Niy Mase th' expected hero shall pursue
Nor misles yet, amid the deafening train, From ciime to clime, and keep him still in view ; | The roarings of the hoarse-resounding main. His hining march describe in faithful lays,
As in the flood he fails, from either side Content to paint him, nor presume to praise ; He views his kingdom in his rural pride; Their charms, if charms they have, the truth A various scene the wide-spread landskip yields, fuplics.
O'er rich inclosures und luxuriant fields;
Bylorging nations for the throne defign'd, And diltant flocks stray o'er a thousand hills.
A blaze of fires renews the fadiny day;
At one fost moment in the mother's mind, This shittely towns, and thany a fertile plain, Show each the other with reilecd grace, The roap acvances to the neighbouring main, ud the same heauties bloon in either face; Whye nations croul:round with joyful cries, The puzzled strangers which is which inquire; Artview the hero with insatiate eyes.
Delulion grateful to the smiling fire. la Hega's towers be waits, till callern gales Trom that fair hill - where hoary fages boat Propitious rise to twell the British fails.
To name the ftars, and count the heavenly hoit, Ir the fame of England's monarch brings By the next dawn doth great Augusta rise, 1. W** and friendships of the neighbouring ' Proud town! the nobielt scene beneath the skies. kings;
O'er Thames her thoutind spires their luftıcshed, Nzure in wisdoni, his extensive mind
And a vast navy hides his ample bed,
Britannia's peers in pomp and rich array,
Before their king triumphant, lead the way. scriith thy kingdoms thall runain confin'd Far as the cye can reach, the gaudy train, B; racks or freanis, the mounds which heaven A bright procession, thines along the plain. defign'd;
So, haply, through the heaven's wide påthless The'lps their new made monarch fhall restrain, way's Nor fill thy hill-, Pirene, rise in vain.
A comet draws a long extended blaze; Pat ste! io Britain's ifle the squadrons land, From cast tovesthuns through the erlierea! frame, And leave the linking towers, and lessening land. And halt heaven's convex glieters with the flame. Tre royal bark bounds o'er the floating plain, Now to the regal towers fecurely brought, Breaksitrough the billows, and divides the main. He plans Britannia's glories in his thought, 1: the vast deep, great monarch, dart thine eyes, Reumes the delegated power he gave, Watery profpe of bounded by the skies :
Rewards the faithful, and restores the brave.
Mr. Flamitcad's house.
Thee, Halifax. To thy capacious mind, The shield, the pistol, durk, and dagger,
The her-roofts of some peaceful village,
And Tofter troop of raggamuffins?
The Muse, if fir'd wich thy enlivering beams, Doth not bold Sutherland the truity,
A loval soul; thy troops affright,
Undaunted doit thou hear th' alarms
Ficry, and young, and uncontrol'd,
His noble houshold-band) advances,
And on the milk-white courser prances.
Thee Forlar to the cumbat dares,
And Monroe, kudled into rage,
Souriy dei es thet to engage; ** Dicam insigue, recens, adhuc
He'll rout thy foot, thoigh ne'er so many, “ Indicium ore alio : pon lecus in jugis
ind horse to boot-if thou hadít any. « Ex fomris ftupet Euias
But see Argyll, with watchsul eyes, “ Hebrum profpiciens, & nive candidam
Lodg'd in his deep entrenchments lies! “ Thracen, ac pede barbaro
Couch'd like a lion in thy way, “ Luftratam Rhodopen.”
He waits to spring upon his prey ;
Thy army shakes and pants with fear, (Whom some call carl, and fome call du: e) Lcd by their doughty general's kill, And his new brethren of the blade,
From frith to frith from hill to hill. Shivering with fear and frost, survey'd,
Is thus thy haughty promise paid On Perth’s bleak hills he chanc'd to 1py
That to the Chevalier was made, Anaged wizard six fost high,
When thou didit oaths and duty barter, With bristled hai', and visage blighted,
For dukedom, g peralship, and garter? Wall-eye'd, bare-haunch'd and second-lighted. Three noons thy Jemmy hall command, The grizly sage in thought profound
With Highland sceptre in his hand, Beheld the chief with back so round,
Too good for his pretended birth, Then roll'd his eye-balls to and fro
-Then down thall fall the king of Perth. O'er his paternal hills of snow,
Siis so decreed: for George Mall reign, And into these tremendous speeches
And traitors be sorsworn in vain. Broke forth the prophet without brecches.
Heaven Thail for ever on him smile. Into what ills betray'd, by thee,
And blei, him ftill with an Argyll. This ancient kingdon, do i see!
it hile theu, pursued by vengeful foes, Her realms un-peoplcd and forlorn!
Condemn’d to barren rocks and snows,
And hinder'd palling Inverlocky,
AN EPISTLE ì see the target caft away,
FROM A LADY IN ENGLAND TO A And chequer'd plaid become their prey,
GENTLEMAN AT AVIGNON.
The health, she wants, thy gentle Chlut Come forth in all thy warlike geers,
Though much you suffer, think I suffer more, Less scar'd than Medway's ftream the Norman Worse than an exile on niy native shore.
stood, Companions in your master's Right you roam, When cross the plain he spy'd a marching wood, Unenvy'd by your haughty fues at home;
Till, near at hand, a gleam of (words betray'd For ever ncar the royal outlaw's fide,
The youth of Kene beneath its wandering shade? You share his fortunes, and his hopes divide, Those who the fuccours of the fair despise, On glorious schemes, and thoughts of empire Mayfid thut we have nails as well as eyes. dwell,
Thy female bards, O priace by fortune cios, And with imaginary titles. swell.
At least more courage than thy men can boast: Say, for thou know'rt I own his facred line, Our fex his dar'd the niug-house chiefs to meet, The pallive doctrine and the right divine,
And purchas'd fame in many a well-fought itrect. Say, whar new succours does the chief prepare? From Drury-lane, the region of renown, The Arength of arnics? or the force of prayer? | The land oftove, the Paphos of the town, Does be from heaven or earth his hopes derive? Fuir patriots sallying oft have put t flight I rom faints departed, or from priests alive? With all their poles, the guardians of the night, No: faints nor priests can Brunswick’s troops and bore, with fereams of triumph, to their ade withstand,
The leader's staff in all its painted pride. And beads drop useless through the zealot's hand; Nor fears the hawker in her warbling note Heaven to our vows may future kingdoms owe, To vend the discontented statesman a thought, boe skill and courage win the crowns below. Though red with stripes, and recent from thethong,
Ere to thy cause, and thee, my heart inclind, Sore Initten for the love of sacred song, Or love to party had seduc'd my mind,
The tuneful filters still pursue their trade,
Like Philoniela carkling in the shade.
Hissivord for James no brother fovereign drawson And life the news of every foreign shore,
The Pope himself, surrounded with alarms, Studious to find new friends, and new ailies; To France his bulls, to Corfu fends his arms, What armies march from Sweden in disguise : And though he bears his darlin son's coni, laint, Huw Spain prepares her banners to unfold, Can hardly spare' one tutelary saint, and Rome deal out her blessings and her gold : But lifts them all to guard his own abodes, Then o'er the map my finger, taught to stray, And into ready money coins his gods. Cross many a region marks the winding way; The dauntless Swede, pursued by veng«ful focsa From sea to sea, Irom realm to realm Troye, Scarce keeps his own bereditary snows; and grow a meer geographer by love :
Nor muft the friendly root of kind Lorrain But tuli Avignon, and the pleasing coast Wich featts regale our garter'd you h again. That holds thee banish'd, claims
care the most: Safe, Bar-le-Duc, within thy silent grove Oft on the well-known spot I fix my eyes,
The pheasant now may perch, the hare may rovę: And span the distance that between us lies. The knight, who airns unerring from aiit, Let not our james, though foil'd in arms, defe Th' adventurous knight, now quits the. sy van
pair, Whilk on his fide he reckons half the fair : . Thy brinded boars may slumber undismay'd, ln Britain's lovely ille a shining throng
Or grunt secure beneath the chefnu: fhade. War in his cause, a thousand beauties Itrong. Incoutant Orlcans (itili we mourn the day, Th' unthinking victors vainly boast their powers; hat trusted Orleans with imperial (way) Be theirs the musket, while the tonguç is ours. Far o'er the Alps our helpless monarch funds, We realon with such fluency and fire,
Far from the call of his desponding friends. The beaux we baffie, and the learned tire, Such are the terms to gain Britannia's grace! gainst her prelates plead the church's cause, And such the terrors of the Brun wink ruce ! And from our judges vindicate the laws.
Was it for this the sun's whole lustre mail d; Thep mourn not, haplels prince, thy kingdoms left; And sudden midnight o'er the moo: prevaild! A crown, though late, thy facr.d brows may boati; For this did heaven display to norul eyes Heaven seems through us thy empire to decree ; Aeriul knijhts and combats in the skies! Those who win hearts, have given their hearts to
Was it for this Northumbrian Areams look'd red! thee.
And Thames dr.ven backward show'd his secret Halt thou not heard that when, profusely gay,
Run clear, ye fountains! be at p.ace, ye ikies! Who can forget what fears thic foc pofseft, sind, haines, henceforth, to thiy green borders When oaken-boughs mask d cvery loyal breast ! rift!