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To leafless shrubs the flowering palms succeed,
And odorous myrtle to the noisome weed.
The * lambs withwolves shall graze the verdant mead,
And boys in flowery bands the tiger lead;
The steer and lion at one crib shall meet,
And harmless serpents + lick the pilgrim's feet;
The smiling infant in his hand shall take
The crested basilisk and speckled snake,
Pleas'd, the green lustre of the scales survey,
And with their forky tongue shall innocently play.
Rise, crowo'd with light, imperial Salem, I rise!
Exalt thy towery head, and lift thy eyes !

IMITATIONS. be grass, and reeds, and rushes.'-Chap. lv. ver. 13, * Instead of the thorn shall come up the fir-tree, and instead of the brier shall come up the myr. tle-tree.' The lambs with wolves, &c.] Virg. Ecl. iv. ver. 91.

Ipsæ lacte domum referent distenta capellæ
Ubera, nec magnos metuent armenta leones-
Occidet et serpens, et fallax herba veneni

Occidet. · The goats shall bear to the fold their udders distended with milk : nor shall the herds be afraid of the greatest lions. The serpent shall die, and the herb that conceals poison shall die.'

Isaiah, chap. xi. ver. 16, &c. • The wolf shall dwell with the lamb, and the leopard shall lie down with the kid, and the calf, and the young lion, and the fatling together; and a little child shall lead them. And the lion shall eat straw like the 'ox. And the sucking child shall play on the hole of the asp, and the weaned child shall put his hand on the den of the cockatrice.'

Rise, crown'd with light, imperial Salem, rise !)

The thoughts of Isaiah, which compose the latter part of the poem, are wonderfully elevated, and

• Isaiah, ch. xi. ver, 6, 7, 8. + Ch, Ixy, ver. 25.
Ch. lx. ver. 1.

See a long race. thy spacious courts adorn ;
See future sons and daughters, yet unborn,
In crowding ranks on every side arise,
Demanding life, impatient for the skies !
See barbarous nations t at thy gates attend,
Walk in thy light, and in thy temple bend;
See thy bright altars throng'd with prostrate kings,
And heap'd with products of Sabæan I springs !
For thee Idume's spicy forests blow,
And seeds of gold in Ophir's mountains glow.
See Heav'n its sparkling portals wide display,
And break upon thee in a flood of day.
No more the rising sun shall gild the morn,
Nor evening Cynthia fill her silver horu ;
But lost, dissolv'd in thy superior rays,
One tide of glory, one unclouded blaze
O'erflow thy courts : the light himself shall shine
Reveald, and God's eternal day be thine !
The seas || shall waste, the skies in smoke decay,
Rocks fall to dust, and mountains melt away;
But fix'd his word, his saving pow'r remains ;
Thy realm for ever lasts, thy own Messiah reigns !

IMITATIONS. much above those general exclamations of Virgil, which make the loftiest parts of his Pollio.

Magnus ab integro sæclorum nascitur ordo !
-toto surget gens aurea mundo!
-incipient magni procedere menses !

Adspice, venturo lætentur ut omnia sæclo ! &c. The reader needs only to turn to the passages of Isaiah here cited.

Isaiah, ch. Ix. ver. 4. + Ch. 1x, ver. 3.
Ch. lx. ver. 6.

* Ch. 1x. ver, 19, 20, # Ch. li. ver, 6. and ch. liv, ver. 10.

THE

TEMPLE OF FAME.

IN

N that soft season, when descending showers

Call forth the greens, and wake the rising flowers; When opening buds salute the welcome day, And earth relenting feels the genial ray ; As balmy sleep had charm’d my cares to rest, And love itself was banish'd from my breast, (What time the morn mysterious visions brings, While purer slumbers spread their golden wings) A train of phantoms in wild order rose, And join'd, this intellectual scene compose.

I stood, methought, betwixt earth, seas, and skies; The whole creation open to my eyes : In air self-balanc'd hung the globe below, Where mountains rise and circling oceans flow ; Here naked rocks, and empty wastes were seen, There towery cities, and the forests green ; Here sailing ships delight the wandering eyes ; There trees and intermingled temples rise : Now a clear sun the shining scene displays, The transient landscape now in clouds decays.

O'er the wide prospect as I gaz'd around, Sudden I heard a wild promiscuous sound, Like broken thunders that at distance roar, Or billows murmuring on the hollow shore : Then gazing up, a glorious pile beheld, Whose towering summit ambient clouds conceal'd. High on a rock of ice the structure lay, Steep its ascent, and slippery was the way; The wondrous rock like Parian marble shone, And seem'd, to distant sight, of solid stone. Inscriptions here of various names I view'd, The greater part by hostile time subdu'd ; Yet wide was spread their fame in ages past, And poets once had promis'd they should last. Some fresh engrav'd appear'd of vits renown'd; I look'd again, nor could their trace be found.

Critics I saw, that other names deface,
And fix their own, with labour, in their place:
Their own, like others, soon their place resigu'd,
Or disappear'd, and left the first behind.
Nor was the work impair'd by storms alone,
But felt the' approaches of too warm a sun;
For fame, impatient of extremes, decays
Not more by envy than excess of praise.
Yet part po injuries of heav'n could feel,
Like crystal faithful to the graving steel :

The rock's high summit, in the temple's shade, i Nor heat could melt, nor beating storm invade.

Their names inscrib'd unnumber'd ages past
From time's first birth, with time itself shall last;
These ever new, nor subject to decays,
Spread, and grow brighter with the length of days.

So Zembla's rocks (the beauteous work of frost)
Rise white in air, and glitter o'er the coast;
Pale suns, unfelt, at distance roll away,
And on the impassive ice the lightnings play i
Eternal snows the growing mas3 supply,
Till the bright mountains prop the' incumbent sky:
As Atlas fix'd, each hoary pile appears,
The gather'd winter of a thousand years.
On this foundation Fame's bigh temple stands ;
Stupendous pile ! not rear'd by mortal hands.
Whate'er proud Rome or artful Greece beheld,
Or elder Babylon, its frame excell’d.
Four faces had the dome, and every face
Of various structure, but of equal grace :
Four brazen gates, on columns lifted high,
Salute the different quarters of the sky.
Here fabled chiefs in darker ages born,
Or worthies old, whom arms or arts adorn,
Who cities rais'd, or tam'd a monstrous race,
The walls in venerable order grace :
Heroes in animated marble frown,
And legislators seem to think in stone.

Westward, a sumptuous frontispiece appear'd, On doric pillars of white marble rear'd,

Crown'd with an architrave of antique mould,
And sculpture rising on the roughen'd gold.
In shaggy spoils here Theseus was beheld,
And Perseus dreadful with Minerva's shield :
There great Alcides, stooping with his toil,
Rests on his club, and holds the Hesperian spoil:
Here Orpheus sings; trees moving to the sound
Start from their roots, and form a shade around:
Amphion there the loud creating lyre
Strikes, and beholds a sudden Thebes aspire !
Cythæron's echoes answer to his call,
And half the mountain rolls into a wall :
There might you see the lengthening spires ascend,
The domes swell up, the widening arches bend,
The growing tow'rs, like exhalations, rise,
And the huge columns heave into the skies.

The eastern front was glorious to behold,
With diamond flaming, and barbaric gold.
There Ninus shone, who spread the' Assyrian fame,
And the great founder of the Persian name :
There in long robes the royal magi stand,
Grave Zoroaster waves the circling wand;
The sage Chaldeans rob'd in white appear'd,
And brachmans, deep in desert woods rever'd.
These stopp'd the moon, and call'd the unbody'd shades
To midnight banquets in the glimmering glades;
Made visionary fabrics round them rise,
And airy spectres skim before their eyes;
Of talismans and sigils knew the pow'r,
And careful watch'd the planetary hour.
Superior, and alone, Confucius stood,
Who taught that useful science,-to be good.
But on the south, a long majestic race
Of Egypt's priests the gilded niches grace,
Who measur'd earth, describ'd the starry spheres,
And trac'd the long records of lunar years.
High on his car Sesostris struck my view,
Whom scepter'd slaves in golden harness drew :
His hands a bow and pointed javelin hold;
His giant limbs are arm'd in scales of gold.

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