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Thou marchest down o'er Delos' hills confest, With all thy arrows arm’d, in all thy glory drest. Like thee, the hero does his arms employ,
The raging Python to destroy,
From fairest years, and Time's more happy stores,
Gather all the smiling hours ;
Patriots and kings in rightful wars ;
Triumphant victors' happy cares :
March them again in fair array,
Let the happy day be crown'd
No brighter in the year be found, But that which brings the victor home in peace.
Again thy godhead we implore,
Great in wisdom as in power ;
Choose out other smiling hours ;
When happy counsels were advising ;
O'er forming laws, and empires rising:
Such as many courses ran,
Hand in hand, a goodly train,
And in the typic glory show,
As the solemn hours advance,
Mingled send into the dance
Which thy eastern travel views ;
Man can ask, or Heav'n diffuse :
For thy own glory sing our sov'reign's praise,
God of verses and of days :
Their lasting work with William's name ;
Eternal structures let them raise,
Nor fear they can exhaust the store ;
Till Nature's musie lies unstrung; Til thou, great God, shalt lose thy double pow'r; And touch thy lyro, and shoot thy beams no more:
THE LADY'S LOOKING-GLASS.*
IN IMITATION OF A GREEK IDYLLIUM,
ELIA and I the other day
Walk'd o'er the sand-hills to the sea :
His beams entire, his fierceness lost:
But, oh the change! the winds grow high ;
See Longinus's Comparison of the Odyssey to the Setting Sun. Ed. Pearce, 8vo. p. 56.
“Whether Prior had the latter words in view, one cannot say; but it is difficult to conceive how the same image could be more accurately or forcibly transferred from one language to another. That lively and most agreeable writer was very fond of copying from the Grecian school, but always in such a manner as to shew the master, where he even meant to imitate, of which this little poem is a beautiful instance: the learned will easily trace in the Looking-Glass of Prior the Poet and his Muse (as it may be inscribed) of Moschus. CAPRICE is the general subject of both poems, and many images of the latter are transplanted into the foriner.”—Note to Eunomus, 1774, vol. iv. p. 108.
The lightning flies; the thunder roars ;
Once more at least look back, said I;
But when vain doubt, and groundless fear
Shipwreck'd, in vain to land I make;
LOVE AND FRIENDSHIP:
BY MRS. ELIZABETH SINGER,
NHILE from the skies the ruddy sun
indite. Nor need we, in this close retirement, fear, Lest any swain our am'rous secrets hear.
SILVIA. To ev'ry shepherd I would mine proclaim ; Since fair Aminta is my softest theme: A stranger to the loose delights of love, My thoughts the nobler warmth of friendship prove : And, while its pure and sacred fire I sing, Chaste goddess of the groves, thy succour bring.
Propitious God of Love, my breast inspire With all thy charms, with all thy pleasing fire:
Afterwards the once celebrated Mrs. Elizabeth Rowe. It is said Mr. Prior once made his addresses to this lady.