Let others court thy tranfient smile, But come to grace thy western isle, By warlike Honour led! And, while around her ports rejoice, While all her fons adore thy choice, With him for ever wed! THE MANNERS. AN ODE. Arewell, for clearer ken defign'd; FA The dim difcover'd tracts of mind: No more my fail that deep explores, What regions part the world of soul, Some power impart the fpear and shield, Farewell the porch, whofe roof is seen, Youth Youth of the quick uncheated fight, To me in converse sweet impart, To learn, where Science fure is found, From Nature as fhe lives around: And gazing oft her mirror true, By turns each fhifting image view! Reverse the leffons taught before, To dream in her enchanted school; Thou, heaven, whate'er of great we boast, Retiring hence to thoughtful cell, As Fancy breathes her potent spell, Not 1 Not vain fhe finds the charmful task, In pageant quaint, in motley mask, The countless Manners round her rise; While ever varying as they pafs, To fome Contempt applies her glafs : But who is he whom now fhe views, Me too amidst thy band admit, There where the young-eyed healthful Wit, In laughter loos'd attends thy fide! By By old Miletus* who so long By all you taught the Tufcan maids, By him †, whofe Knight's diftinguish'd name, Whofe tales even now, with echoes sweet, Or him ‡, whom Seine's blue nymphs deplore, In watchet weeds on Gallia's shore, Who drew the fad Sicilian maid, By virtues in her fire betray'd: O Nature boon, from whom proceed Each forceful thought, each prompted deed; If but from thee I hope to feel, On all my heart imprint thy feal! *Alluding to the Milefian Tales, fome of the earliest romances. + Cervantes. Monfieur Le Sage, author of the incomparable adventures of Gil Blas de Santillane, who died in Paris in the year 1745. Let |