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Fann'd by kind zephyks, ever kiss the shore
See distant mountains leave their valleys dry,
Full in the centre of these wondrous works, The pride of earth! Rome in her glory fee! Behold her denigods, in senate met ; Althead to counsel, and all heart to act; The commonweal inspiring every tongue With fervent eloquence; unbrib’d, and bold; Ere tame Corruption taught the servile herd 80 To rank obedient to a master's voice. Her Forum see, warm, popular, and loud, In trembling wonder buth'd, when the two * SIRES, As they the private father greatly quell'd, Stood
the public fathers of the state.
Her Tribes, her Census, see; ber generous troops, á Whose pay was glory, and their best reward
90 Free for their country and for Me to die; * L. JUNIUS BRUT U s. and VIRGINIUS:
Ere mercenary murder grew a trade.
Her festive games, the school of heroes, fee; 95
105 Attracted strong, in heightened lustre met.
Need I the contrast mark! unjoyous view!
Are these the vales, that, once, exulting states
Come ! by whatever sacred: name disguis'd, OPPRESSION, coine ! and in thy works rejoice! See Nature's richest plains to putrid fens
Turn'd by thy fury. From their chearful bounds
140 Beneath it mourns the solitary road, Roll'd in rude mazes o'er th' abandon'd waste; While antient ways, ingulph'd, are seen no more.
Such thy dire plains, thou self-destroyer! Foe", To human-kind!: Thy mountains too, profuse, 1457 Where favage: Nature blooms, seem their sad plaint To raise against thy defolating rod. There on the breezy brow, where thriving states, And famous cities, once, to the pleas'd fun. Far other scenes of rising culture spread,
ISO Pale shine thy ragged towns. Neglected round, Each harvest pines ; the livid, lean produce Of heartless labour :- while thy hated joys, Not proper pleasure, lift the lazy hand. Better to sink in sloth the woes of life,
159 Than wake their rage with unavailing toil. Hence drooping Art almost to Nature-leaves The rude unguided year. Thin wave the gifts Of yellow Ceres, thin the radiant blush
Of orchard reddens in the warmest ray. - 160
Nor half thy triumph this: cast, from bruto fields,
183 Hope, the glad ray, glanc'd from ETERNAL GOOD, That life enlivens, and exalts its powers, With views of fortune-madness all to them! By thee relentless feiz'd their better joys, To the soft aid of cordial airs they fly,
190 Breathing a kind oblivion o'er their woes, And love and music melt their souls away. From feeble Justice fee how rafh Revenge,
Trembling, the balance snatches; and the sword,
195 See where God's altar, nursing murder, stands, With the red touch of dark assassins stain'd.
But chief let Rome, the mighty city! speak. The full-exerted genius of thy reign. Behold her rise amid the lifeless waste, i 200 Expiring nature all corrupted round; While the lone Tyber, thro': the defart plain,.. Winds his waste ftores, and lullen (weeps along. Patch'd from my fragments, in unfolid pomp, Mark how the temple glares; and, artful drest, 205 Amusive, draws the superstitious train. Mark how the palace lifts a lying front, Concealing often, in magnific jail, Proud want ; a deep upanimated gloom ! And oft adjoining to the drear abode
210 Of misery, whose melancholy walls Seem its voracious grandeur to reproach. Within the city bounds, the defart sees See the rank yine o'er subterranean roofs, Indecent, spread; beneath whose fretted gold 215, It once, exulting, dow'd. The people mark, Matchless, while fir’d by me; to public good Inexorably firm, just, generous, brave, Afraid of nothing but unworthy life, Elate with glory, an heroic soul
220 Known to the vulgar breaft: behold them now. A thin despairing number, all-fubdu'd, The flaves of laves, by fuperftition fool's, By vice unman'd, and a licentious rule, In guile ingenious, and in murder brave.
225; Such in one land, beneath the same fair clime, Hi Thy fons, OPPRESSION, are; and.fuch were MINE..