Which, howsoever they display
Their glory from the god of day,
Their noblest use is to abate
His dangerous excess of heat,

To shield the infant fruits and flowers,
And bless the earth with genial showers.
Now change the scene; a nobler care
Demands him in a higher sphere : *
Distress of nations calls him hence,
Permitted so by Providence;

For models, made to mend our kind,
To no one clime should be confin'd;
And Manly Virtue, like the sun,
His course of glorious toils should run :
Alike diffusing in his flight

Congenial joy, and life, and light.
Pale Envy sickens, Error flies,
And Discord in his presence dies;
Oppression hides with guilty dread,
And Merit rears her drooping head;
The arts revive, the vallies sing,
And winter softens into spring:

* Lord Carteret had the honour of mediating peace for Sweden ith Denmark and with the Czar.-H.

ublisher of the "Intelligencer," a weekly lly by himself; but Dr Swift occasionally ter. Dr Delany, piqued at the approba

(Which, measur'd
Not long enough
But, like a girl's co
A trophy, on his to
Paddy repin'd to s
This badge of hon
And, thinking this
Would his own tem
Forming his Muse
Lets drive at Tom's
Pelts him by turns
Hums like a hornet
At length presumes
The Dean, Tom's h
The eagle in the tal
Teas'd by a buzzing

tion those papers received, a versation and in print; but the numbers which the Dean mired, which gave rise to the This is one of the little sati intimates were never insured. count of the frequent mentio

(Which, measur'd on his head, was found
Not long enough to reach half round,
But, like a girl's cockade, was ty'd,
A trophy, on his temple-side),
Paddy repin'd to see him wear
This badge of honour in his hair;
And, thinking this cockade of wit
Would his own temples better fit,
Forming his Muse by Smedley's model,
Lets drive at Tom's devoted noddle,
Pelts him by turns with verse and prose,
Hums like a hornet at his nose.

At length presumes to vent his satire on
The Dean, Tom's honour'd friend and patro
The eagle in the tale, ye know,
Teas'd by a buzzing wasp below,

tion those papers received, attacked them violently, both versation and in print; but unfortunately stumbled on the numbers which the Dean had written, and all the wo mired, which gave rise to these verses.-H.

This is one of the little satirical effusions from which the intimates were never insured. It is retained in this place count of the frequent mention of Delany in the subsequen

ED CARTERET.

stor, opes fortasse rogare, rassaque turba rogat."

MART. Epig. Lib. ix,

your wit s
Nor with less praise
Than in the public
Or when the Dean,
Asserts his friend wi
You hear (whilst I s
With soft concession
Then close with kind
"How are your tithe
Why, Christ Church
There are not many
This, with your other
Some six-at least fi
Suppose, at such a
To speak these truths
You shall rejoin, my
And, if you please, m
"My Lord, I'm sa
And that I'm thankful
But you'll forgive me,
Is short, is very short,
At least, I feel some i
My income less, and
"How, Doctor! do
A dignitary! with a c

Carteret, and probably through the btained a small living in the north of andred pounds a-year, with the chan. 1, and a prebend's stall in St Paexceeded the same annual amount. mong the Whigs, on account of the rments; and a charge was founded t, of extravagant favour to a Tory worthy of an admirable ironical ion of Lord Carteret. It appears that Delany was far from being of se who thought he was too amply

ruler of our isle,

an all her griefs beguile;