And giving us the use, did foon recal, 21 25 30 More clear than the corrupted fount began. For when we more than human homage pay, Thus was the crime not his, but ours alone: And yet we murmur that he went fo foon ; 44 Though miracles are short and rarely shown. 40 Learn then, ye mournful parents, and divide That love in many, which in one was ty'd. That individual bleffing is no more, But multiply'd in your remaining store. 49 The flame's difpers'd, but does not all expire; The sparkles blaze, though not the globe of fire. Love him by parts, in all 51 your numerous race, And from those parts form one collected grace; Then, when you have refin❜d to that degree, Imagine all in one, and think that one is he. 55 UPON YOUNG MR. ROGERS, OF GLOUCESTERSHIRE. OF gentle blood, his parents' only treasure, Their lafting forrow, and their vanish'd pleafure, Adorn'd with features, virtues, wit, and grace, A large provision for so short a race; More moderate gifts might have prolong'd his date, Too early fitted for a better state; 5 MR. ON THE DEATH OF PURCELL. SET TO MUSIC BY DR. BLOW. 1. MARK how the lark and linnet fing; They ftrain their warbling throats, But in the close of night, When Philomel begins her heavenly lay, They cease their mutual fpite, And, lift'ning, filently obey. II. So ceas'd the rival crew, when Purcell came; They fung no more, or only fung his fame: 11 Struck dumb, they all admir'd the godlike man: The godlike man, Alas! too foon retired, 15 We beg not hell our Orpheus to restore: Their fovereign's fear Had fent him back before. The power of harmony too well they knew: 20 He long ere this had tun'd their jarring sphere, And left no hell below. III. The heavenly choir, who heard his notes from high, Let down the scale of music from the sky: They handed him along, 25 And all the way he taught, and all the way they fung. Ye brethren of the lyre, and tuneful voice, Lament his lot; but at your own rejoice: Now live fecure, and linger out your days; The gods are pleas'd alone with Purcell's lays, Nor know to mend their choice. 31 |