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Then with a tempeft's whirl and wary eye
Purfu'd his caft, and hurl'd the orb on high;
The orb on high, tenacious of it's course,
True to the mighty arm that gave it force,
Far overleaps all bound, and joys to fee
It's ancient lord fecure of victory:
The theatre's green height and woody wall
Tremble ere it precipitates it's fall;

The pond'rous mass finks in the cleaving ground,
While vales and woods and echoing hills rebound.
As when from Ætna's smoking fummit broke,
The eyeless Cyclops heav'd the craggy rock,
Where Ocean frets beneath the dashing oar,
And parting furges round the veffel roar;
'Twas there he aim'd the meditated harm,
And scarce Ulyffes 'fcap'd his giant arm.
A tiger's pride the victor bore away,
With native spots and artful labour gay,
A fhining border round the margin roll'd,
And calm'd the terrors of his claws in gold.
Cambridge, May 8th, 1736.

GRAY OF HIMSELF.

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TOO poor for a bribe, and too proud to importune, He had not the method of making a fortune;

Could love and could hate, fo was thought fomething No very great wit, he believ'd in a God:

A poft or a penfion he did not defire,

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But left church and state to Charles Townshend and

Squire.

FINIS.

POETICAL WORKS

OF

JAMES HAMMOND, Esq.

CONTAINING HIS

LOVE ELEGIES.

Though weeping virgins haunt his favour'd urn,
Renew their chaplets, and repeat their fighs;
Though near his tomb Sabean odours burn,

The loitering fragrance, will it reach the fkies?
No, fould bis Delia votive wreaths prepare,
Delia might place the votive wreaths in vain :
Yet the dear bope of Delia's future care,
Once crown'd his pleasures, and difpeil'd his pain.

SHENSTONE, ELEG. II.

GLASGOW:
Printed by R. Chapman, for
Richard Scott, Bookfeller,

AND SOLD BY ALL THE BOOKSELLERS IN

GREAT BRITAIN.

MD

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LOVE ELEGIES.

"Virginibus puerisque canto.”

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ELEGY I.

On bis falling in Love with Neara.

FAREWEL that liberty our fathers gave,

In vain they gave, their fons receiv'd in vain: I faw Neæra, and her instant slave,

Though born a Briton, hugg'd the fervile chain.

Her ufage well repays my coward heart,
Meanly fhe triumphs in her lover's fhame,
No healing joy relieves his conftant fmart,
No fmile of love rewards the lofs of fame.
Oh, that to feel these killing pangs no more,
On Scythian hills I lay a senseless stone,
Was fix'd a rock amidst the watry roar,
And in the vaft Atlantic ftood alone.
Adieu, ye mufes, or my paffion aid,
Why should I loiter by your idle spring?
My humble voice would move one only maid,
And the contemns the trifles which I fing.
I do not afk the lofty Epic ftrain,

Nor ftrive to paint the wonders of the sphere;
Ionly fing one cruel maid to gain,

Adieu, ye mufes, if the will not hear.
No more in ufelefs innocence I'll pine,
Since guilty prefents win the greedy fair,

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