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APOLOGY TO BRILLANTE,

FOR HAVING

LONG OMITTED WRITING IN VERSE.

In Imitation of a certain Mimic of Anacreon.

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Source of ever-springing light!
Could I count the vernal flowers,
Count in endless time the hours ;
Count the countless stars above,
Count the captive hearts of Love ;
Paint the torture of his fire,
Paint the pangs those eyes inspire !
(Pleasing torture, thus to shine,
Purify'd by fires like thine !)
Then I'd strike the founding string!
Then I'd thy perfection sing.

Mystic world!—Thou something more !
Wonder of th' Almighty's store !
Nature's depths we oft descry,
Oft they 're pierc'd by Learning's eye ;
Thou, if thought on thee would gain,
Prov'st (like heaven) enquiry vain.
Charms unequal'd we pursue !
Charms in shining throngs we view!
Number'd then could nature's be,
Nature's self were poor to thee.

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E PI S T L Ε.

Τ ο
M RS. O L D F I EL D,

OF THE THEATRE ROYAL.

WHILE to your charms unequal verse I raise,

Aw'd, I admire, and tremble as I praise :
Here Art and Genius new refinement need,
Listening, they gaze, and, as they gaze, recede! 5
Can Art or Genius, or their powers combin'd,
But from corporeal organs, sketch the mind ?
When found embody'd can with Mape surprize,
The Mufe may emulate your voice and eyes.

Mark rival arts perfection's point pursue !
Each rivals each, but to excel in you !
The Bust and Medal bear the meaning face,
And the proud Statue adds the posture's grace !
Imag'd at length, the bury'd Heroine, known,
Still seems to wound, to smile, or frown in stone !
As art would art, or metal stone surpass,

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Her soul strikes, gleaming, through Corinthian brass !
Serene, the saint in smiling silver thines,
And cherubs weep in gold o'er sainted shrines !
If long-lost forms from Raphael's pencil glow,
Wondrous in warmth the mimic colours flow !
Each look, each attitude, new grace displays;
Your voice and motion life and music raise,

Thus Cleopatra in your charms refines;
She lives, she speaks, with force improv'd the shines !

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Fair, and more fair, you every grace tran!mit; 25
Love, learning, beauty, elegance, and wit.
Cæfar, the world's unrival'd master, fir’d,
In her imperial soul, his own admir'd !
Philippi's victor wore her winning chain,
And felt not empire's loss in beauty's gain.
Could the pale heroes your bright influence know,
Or catch the silver accents as they flow,
Drawn from dark relt by your enchanting strain,
Each shade were lur'd to life and love again.

Say, sweet inspirer! were each annal known, 35
What living greatness fines there not your own!
If the griev'd Muse by some lov'd empress rose,
New strength, new grace, it to your influence owes !
If power by war distinguish'd height reveals,
Your nobler pride the wounds of fortune heals ! 40
Then could an empire's cause demand your care,
The soul, that justly thinks, would greatly dare.

Long has feign'd Venus mock'd the Muse's praise, You dart, divine Ophelia ! genuine rays ! Warm through those eyes enlivening raptures roll!.45 Sweet through each striking feature streams your

foul ! The soul's bright meanings heighten beauty's fires : Your looks, your thoughts, your deeds, each grace

inspires ! Know, then, if rank'd with monarchs, here you stand, What Fate declines, you from the Muse demand ! 50 Each grace that Ihone of old in each fam'd fair, Or may in modern dames refinement wear;

Whate'er

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Whate'er juft, emulative thoughts pursue,
Is all confirm’d, is all ador'd in you!
If godlike bosoms pant for power to bless,
If ’tis a monarch's glory to redress;
In conscious majesty you shine serene,
In thought a heroine, and in act a queen.

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* The lines marked thus l' are taken from GIDEON.

I. LET other poets poorly fing

Their flatteries to the vulgar great! Her airy flight let wandering 'fancy wing,

And rival nature's most luxuriant store, To fwell some monster's pride, who shame's a state, 5

Or form a wreath to crown tyrannic power! Thou, who inform’d'it this clay with active fire !

Do thou, Supreme of Powers ! my thoughts refine, And with thy purest heat' my fouil'infpire,

That with Hillarius' worth my verfe may shine! 10 As thy lov'd Gideon once set Ifrael free,

So he with fweet, seraphic lays * Redeems the use of captive poetry,' Which first was form’d to speak thyglorious praise !

Il. Moses,

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II.
Moses, with an enchanting tongue,

IS Pharaoh's just overthrow sublimely sung !

When Saul and Jonathan in death were laid, Surviving David felt the softening fire !

And, by the Great Almighty's tuneful aid, Wak’d into endless life his mournful lyre. Their different thoughts, met in Hillarius' song, Roll in one channel more divinely strong!

With Pindar's fire his verse's spirit flies, • Wafted in charming music through the air !'

Unstopt by clouds, it reaches to the skies,
And joins with angels' hallelujahs there,
Flows mix’d, and sweetly strikes th’ Almighty's ear!

III.
Rebels should blush when they his Gideon fee !
That Gideon born to set his country free.
O that such heroes in each age might rise,

3e Brightening through vapours like the morning-star,

Generous to triumph, and in council wise ! Gentle in peace, but terrible in war!

IV.
When Gideon, Oreh, Hyram, Shimron shine
Fierce in the blaze of war as they engage! 35

Great bard! what energy, but thine,
Could reach the vast description of their rage ?

Or when, to cruel foes betray'd,
Sareph and Hamar call for aid,

Loft,

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