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A pleasing calm; while broad, and brown, below 30,
Extenfive harvests hang the heavy head.
Rich, filent, deep, they stand; for not a gale
Rolls its light billows. o'er the bending plain ;
A calm of plenty! till the ruffled air
Falls from its poise, and gives the breeze to blow.
Rent is the feecy mantle of the ly;
The clouds fly different; and the sudden fun
By fits effulgent gilds th' illumin'd field,
And black by fits the shadows fweep along,
A gaily.checquer'd heart-expanding view, 40
Far as the circling eye can fhoot around,
Unbounded tolling in a flood of corn,

These are thy blessings, INDUSTRY ! Tough power!
Whom labour still attends, and fweat, and pain ;
Yet the kind source of ev'ry gentle art,

45 And all the foft fimplicity of life: Raiser of human kind! by Nature cast, Naked, and helpless, out amid the woods : And wilds, to rude inclement elements; With various seeds of art: deep in the mind Implanted, and profusely pour'd around, Materials infinite; but idle all. Still unexerted, in th' unconscious breaft, Slept the lethargic powers; Corruption still, Voracious, swallow'd what the liberal hand Of bounty scatter'd o'er the lavage year: And still the fad barbarian, roving, mix'd With beasts of prey; or for his acorn-meal Fought the fierce tulky boar; a shivering wretch! Aghalt, and comfortless, when the bleak north, 60:With winter charg’d, let the mix'd tempeft fly, : 1 Hail, rain, and snow, and bitter-breathing frost: Then to the shelter of the hut be filed;




And the wild season, fordid, pin'd away.
For home he had not; home is the resort

Of love, of joy, of peace and plenty, where
Supporting, and supported, polith'd friends,
And dear relations mingle into bliss..
But this the rugged savage never felt,: . 1
Even defolate in crouds, and thus his days 70
Roll'd heavy, dark, and unenjoy'd along :
A waste of time! till INDUSTRY approach'd, i.
And rous'd him from his miferable floth:.: 91.!I:
His faculties unfolded pointed but;
Where lavish Nature the directing hand ?

;** :73 Of Art demanded; shew'd him how to raise: His feeble force by the mechanic powers, To dig the mineral from the vaulted earth, On what to turn the piercing rage of fire, On what the torrent, and the gather'd blast; 80 Gave the tall ancient forest to his axe; Taught him to chip the wood, and hew the stone, Till by degrees the finish’d. fabric rose;

676 Tore from his limbs the blood-polluted fur, Iwan And wrapt them in the woolly, veltment warm, 85 Or bright in glofly filk, and flowing lawn; With wholesome viands fill'd his table, pour d The generous glass around, infpir'd to wake. The life-refining foul of decent wit: Nor stopp'd at barren bare necellity; Bio 2290 But still advancing bolder, led him on To poinp, to pleasure, elegance, and grace; And, breathing high ambition thro' his foul, Lit? Set science, wisdom, glory in his view, And bade him be the Lord of all below. 118d : 95

Then gathering men their natural powers combin'd, And formed a Public to the general good


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Submitting, aiming, and conducting all.
For this the Patriot-council met, the full,
The free, and fairly-represented Whole;

For this they plann'd the holy guardian laws,
Distinguish'd orders, animated arts,
And with joint force Opprefion chaining, fet
Imperial Justice at the helm; yet still
To them accountable: nor filavish dream'd
That toiling millions must relign their weal,
And all the honey of their search, to such
As for themselves alone themselves have rais'd.

Hence every form of cultivated life In order set, protected, and inspir'a,

IIO Into perfection wrought. Uniting ah, Society grew numerous, high, polite, And happy. Nurse of art ! the city reard, In beauteous pride, her tower-incircled head; And, stretching street on street, by thousands drew, 15 From twining woody haunts, or the tough yew To bows strong-ftraining, her aspiring fons.

Then COMMERCE brought into the public walk The busy merchant; the big warehoufe built; Rais'd the strong crane; choak'd up the loaded street With foreign plenty; and thy stream, O THAMES, 121 Large, gentle, deep, majestic, king of floods! Chose for his grand resort. On either hand, Like a long wintry forest, groves of mafts Shot up their spires; the bellowing sheet between 125 Poffel'd the breezy void; the footy hulk Steer'd sluggish on; the splendid barge along Row'd, regular, to harmony; around, The boat, light-skimming, stretch'd its oary wings; While deep the various voice of fervent toil',

130 From bank to bank encreas'd; whence, ribb'd with oak,


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To bear the BRITISH THUNDER, black, and bold, The roaring vessel rulh'd into the main.

Then, too, the pillar'd dome, magnific, heav'd Its ample roof; and Luxury within

L35 Pour'd out her glittering stores: the canvas fimooth, With glowing life protuberant, to the view Embodied rose; the statue seem'd to breathe, And soften into flesh, beneath the touch Of forming art, imagination-flush'd.

140 All is the gift of INDUSTRY; whate'er Exalts, embellishes, and renders life Delightful. Penfive Winter, chear'd by him, Sits at the social fire, and happy hears: Th' excluded tempest idly rave along;

His harden'd fingers deck the gaudy Spring:
Without hiny Summer were an arid waste;
Nor to th' autumnal months could thus transmit
Thofe full, mature, immeasurable stores,
That, waving vound, recall my wandering song. 150

Soon as the morning trembles o'er the sky,
And, unperceiv'd, unfolds the fpreading day;
Before the ripened field the reapers ftand,
In fair array; each by the lass he loves,
To bear the rougher part, and mitigate,

By nameless gentle offices, her toit.
At once they stoop and fwell the lusty leaves;
While thro' their chearful band the rural talk,
The rural scandal, and the rural jest,
Fly harmless, to deceive the tedious time, * 160
And steal, unfelt, the sultry hours away.
Behind the master walks, builds up the shocks; "... "
And, conscious, glancing oft on every fidei".
His fated eye, feels his heart heave with joy.'"* pl
The gleaners spread around, and here and there, - 563


Spike after spike their scanty harvest pick.
Be not too narrow, husbandmen! but fing
From the full (heaf, with charitable stealth,
The liberal handful. Think, oh grateful think!
How good the God of HARVEST is to you; . 170
Who pours abundance o'er your flowing fields; ;
While these unhappy partners of

your kind
Wide-hover round you, like the fowls of heaven,
And ask their humble dole. The various turns
Of fortune ponder ; that your sons may want! 175.
What now, with hard reluctance, faint, ye give.

The lovely young LAVINIA once had friends;
And fortune finil'd, deceitful, on her birth.
For, in her helpless years, depriv'd of all,.
Of every stay, fave INNOCENCE and HEAVEN,, 180
She with her widow'd mother, feeble, old,

poor, liv'd in a cottage, far retir'd:
Among the windings of a woody vale ; ;
By folitude and deep surrounding shades,
But more by bashful-modefty, conceald. 185
Together thus they shunn'd the cruel scorn:
Which virtue funk to-poverty would meet
From giddy passion and low-minded pride: -
Almost on Nature's common bounty fed ; . is" rial
Like the gay birds that sung them to repose, 1903
Content, and careless of to-morrow's fare. **
Her form was fresher than the morning-rofey...
When the dew wets its leaves ; : unstain'd, and pure;;
As is the lily, or the mountain-snow.
The modeft virtues mingled in her eyes,

Still on the ground dejected, darting all .
Their humid: beams into the blooming flowers:
Or when the mournful tale her mother toldy
Of what her faithless fortune promis'd once,



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