Youth, life, and love, and beauty o'er the world. Lo! now my fons, the fons of freedom! meet Burn in the patriot's thought, flow from his tongue This faid; her fleeting form, and airy train, 285 290 295 ANCIENT The following Poem is thrown into the form of a Poeti- TO HIS ROYAL HIGHNESS FREDERICK, PRINCE OF WALES. SIR, WH HEN I reflect upon that ready condefcenfion, that preventing generofity, with which Your Royal Highness received the following poem under your protection; I can alone afcribe it to the recommendation, and influence of the subject. In you the caufe and concerns of Liberty have so zealous a patron, as entitles whatever may have the least tendency to promote them, to the distinction of your favour. And who can entertain this delightful reflection, without feeling a pleasure far fuperior to that of the fondeft author; and of which all true lovers of their country must participate? To behold the nobleft difpofitions of the prince, and of the patriot, united: an overflowing benevolence, generofity, and candour of heart, joined to an enlightened zeal for liberty, an intimate perfuafion that on it depends the happiness and glory both of kings and people to fee these fhining out in public virtues, as they have hitherto smiled in all the focial lights and private accomplishments of life, is a profpect that cannot but infpire a general fentiment of fatisfaction and gladness, more eafy to be felt than expreffed. If |