Fiery and young, and uncontrol'd,
With knights and fquires, and barons bold,
(His noble houfhold band) advances,
And on his milk-white courfer prances.
Thee Forfarb to the combat dares,
Grown fwarthy in Iberian wars:
And Monroe' kindled into rage
Sourly defies thee to engage;

He'll out thy foot, though ne'er fo

And horfe to boot

many,

if thou hadst any.

But fee Argyle with watchful eyes,
Lodg'd in his deep intrenchments lies!
Couch'd like a lion in thy way,

He waits to fpring upon his prey;
While, like a herd of tim'rous deer,
Thy army fhakes and pants with fear,
Led by their doughty gen'ral's fkill,
From frith to frith, from hill to hill.
Is thus thy haughty promise paid
That to the Chevalier was made,
When thou didst oaths and duty barter
For dukedom, gen'ralfhip, and garter?
Three moons thy Jemmy fhall command,
With highland fceptre in his hand,

The Earl of Forfar. He was killed at the battle of Sheriff Muir.

Monroe was one of the vaffals of the Earl of Sutherland.

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Too good for his pretended birth.

-Then down fhall fall the king of Perth.
'Tis fo decreed for GEORGE fhall reign,
And traitors be forfworn in vain.

Heav'n fhall for ever on him fmile,
And blefs him fill with an Argyle.
While thou, purfu'd by vengeful foes,
Condemn'd to barren rocks and fnows,
And hinder'd paffing Inverlocky,

Shalt burn thy clan, and curfe poor Jocky.

ΤΟ

Sir GODFREY KNELLER, k

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At his COUNTRY SEAT.

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By the Same.

O Whitton's fhades, and Hounslow's airy plain,

Thou, Kneller, tak'st thy summer flights in vain,

In vain thy with gives all thy rural hours

To the fair villa, and well-ordered bowers;

To

* This celebrated Painter was born at Lubeck, in the year 1648. He received his first inftruction in the school of Rembrant, but afterwards became a difciple of Ferdinand Bols, under whofe direction he

To court thy pencil, early at thy gates
Ambition knocks, and fleeting Beauty waits;
The boaftful Mufe, of others' fame fo fure,
Implores thy aid to make her own fecure;
The great, the fair, and (if aught nobler bę,
Aught more belov'd) the Arts folicit thee.

How can't thou hope to fly the world, in vain
From Europe fever'd by the circling main:
Sought by the kings of every diftant land,
And every hero worthy of thy hand?
Haft thou forgot that mighty Bourbon m fear'd
He still was mortal, till thy draught appear'd;
That Cofmo chofe thy glowing form to place
Amidst her mafters of the Lombard race?
See on her Titian's and her Guido's urns,
Her failing arts, forlorn Hefperia mourns;
While Britain wins each garland from her brow,
Her wit and freedom firft, her painting now.

ftudied a confiderable time. After travelling to Rome and Ve→ nice, he came to England in the reign of Charles the IId. and continued there during the remainder of his life. He was created a baronet by king George the first, and died 26 October 1723.

Whitton, near Hampton Court, where Sir Godfrey built an elegant house, in which he chiefly refided during the latter part of his life.

m Sir Godfrey was fent to France by Charles the IId. to draw the picture of Lewis the IVth.

" Cosmo, Grand Duke of Tuscany, requested Sir Godfrey's picture to adorn the famous Florentiue gallery; where it is ftill to be feen.

Let

Let the faint copier, on old Tyber's fhore,
(Nor mean the tafk) each breathing but explore,
Line after line with painful patience trace,
This Roman grandeur, that Athenian grace:
Vain care of parts; if, impotent of foul,

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Th' industrious workman fails to warm the whole!
Each theft betrays the marble whence it came,
And a cold ftatue ftiffens in the frame.

Thee Nature taught, nor Art her aid deny'd,
(The kindest miftrefs and the fureft guide)
To catch a likeness at one piercing fight,
And place the fairest in the fairest light.
Ere yet the pencil tries her nicer toils,
Or on the palette lie the blended oyls,
Thy careless chalk has half atchiev'd thy art,
And her juft image makes Cleora ftart.

A mind that grafps the whole is rarely found,
Half learn'd, half painters, and half wits abound;
Few, like thy genius, at proportion aim,
All great, all graceful, and throughout the fame.
Such be thy life. O fince the glorious rage
That fir'd thy youth, flames unfubdu'd by age;
Though wealth nor fame now touch thy fated mind,
Still tinge the canvas, bounteous to mankind.
Since after thee may rife an impious line,
Coarfe manglers of the human face divine,
Paint on, till fate diffolve thy mortal part,
And live and die the monarch of thy art.

ΟΝ

OF

By the Same.

defcends :

F Marlb'rough's captains and Eugenio's friends, The laft, CADOGAN to the grave Low lies each head whence Blenheim's glory fprung, The chiefs who conquer'd, and the bards who fung. From his cold corfe though every friend be fled, Lo! Envy waits, that lover of the dead. Thus did fhe feign o'er Naffau's herse to mourn; Thus wept infiduous, Churchill, o'er thy urn; To blaft the living, gave the dead their due, And wreaths, herself had tainted, trim'd anew.

• This Nobleman died on the 17th July 1726. He was one who at~ tended the great Duke of Marlborough in every action of confequence, in the reign of Queen Anne, and was so much confided in by him, that, the marking out the camp during the war, was always entrusted to his care. Soon after the acceffion of George the Ift. he was created Lord Cadogan, and in the year 1718 an Earl by the fame title. He fucceeded the Duke of Marlborough, as Mafter General of the Ordnance, and Colonel of the first regiment of Foot Guards, both which he was poffeffed of, at the time of his death.

P Prince Eugene's.

Thou