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Poetical Essays, &c. for April, 17846
Ode to Liberty.
More pleas'd thro' savage wilds to
And dwell within the rocfless dome, LIBERTY ! whose glorious
Where free horn peasant's ftray: Dame
From soft Italian climes you fly, Revives the Patriot's latent flame,
But smile beneath th' Helvetian By, And wakes the hero's firés.
Where soowy mountains ftand; Whole smıle unbends the brow of
Those ramparts guard thy sacred care,
throne, Difpels pale anguish, foul despair,
The northern world thy di&tates And gen'rous warmth inspires,
And hail thy guiding handa
For thee the brave Iceni bled.
And Crefliy's fatal field In vain the spring displays, her stores, Can shew the wonders Henry Her gen'rous gifts rich autumn pours,
wrought, If far from thee we love.. By thee his warlike arm was taught,
Which forc'd the Gaul to yield. Go ask the captive youth who fighs, with thee, on Scythia's stormy shore, And lifts his long expectant eyes,
Unmov'd I'd hear the tempeft roar, From whence his sorrows flow?
And view th' inclement wave, Or ask the Eaftern Fair who Mines
Or thro’Arabia's desert ftray, In all the wealth of Indian mines,
Where whirlwinds stop the trav'lers If fplendours banish woc ?
And threat th' untimely grave. Ah no! depriv'd thy glad’ning ray, We ficken at the approach of day, O Liberty! what verre saall raise,
And joyless view the morn. Thy matchless name ! or tell thy No more the fun has power to
Let bleeding heroes fall. No more we bless the blooming year, Their glorious wounds Mall speak thy But proffer'd pleasures ícorn.
And honour's voice thy worth pro. Far from Iberia’s proud domain,
claim, Thou lead'At thy fair, thy sprightly
Superior Aill to all. traip,
G. A. Nor crowns can tempt thyftay.
On P A P E R.
He's a true sinking paper, paft all
. doubt. COME wit of old (such wits of old The retail politician's anxious there were)
thought Whole hints Mhew meaning, whose al. Deems this fide always right, and that lufions care,
ftark nought; By one grave stroke to mark all hy. He foams with censurc; with apman kind,
plause he raves, Call'd clear blank paper every infant A dupe of rumours, and a tool of mind,
knaves ; When still as opening sense her di&tates He'll want no type his weakness to wrote,
proclaim, Fair virtue put her seal, or vice her while such a thing as Foolscap has a blot,
name. The thought was happy, pertinent The hafty gentleman, whose blood and true ;
runs high, Methinks a genius might the plan Who picks a quarrel, if you step apursue.
wry, 1 -.--can you pardon my presumpti. Who can't a jeft, or hint, or look enon ' I,
dure; No wit, no genius, yet for once will What is he? What? Touch paper to try,
be sure. Various the papers various wants What are our poets, tako 'em as they produce
falt, The wants of fashion, elegance and Good, bad, rich, poor, much read, use;
not read at all? Men are as various (and if right I Them and their works in the same scan?)
class you'l figd ; Each sort of paper represents some They are the mere waste paper of · man.
mankind. Pray note the Fop half powder and Observe the maiden, innocently hall lace,
sweet ! Nice as a band box were his dwelling She's fair white paper, an unfollied place;
sheet, He's, the GILT PAPER which a part On which the happy man whom fate you store,
ordains, And lick from vulgar hands in the May write his name, and take her fod fcrutore.
his pains. Mechanicks, farmers, servants,and One inftance more, and only one I'll rotorih,
bring, Are copy paper of inferior worth ; 'Tis the great Man, who scorns a Less prizd, more useful, for your desk
little thing i decreed,
Whose thoughts, whose deeds, whose Free to all pens, and prompt at evl. maxims are his own, Ty need.
Form'd on the feelings of the heart aThe wretch, whom a virice bids to
lone ; pinch and spire,
True genuine royal paper is his Starve, cheat and pilfer, to enrich.-...
breast, an heir,
of all the kind most precious, pureft, Iš coarse brown paper, such as ped
beft. lers chuse To wrap up ware which better men
will ule. Take next the miser's contrast,who Ode to Fortitude.
destroys Health, fame, and fortune in around LIAIL, brightest virtue of the of joys ;
mind! Will any paper match him ?.... yC8... Caim fortituce, by Heay'n deliga'd throughout
Qur choiceft good below :
Thou com'At the sighing heart to cheer, I passed my bounds, and tho’unTo wipe from sorrow's eye the tear,
arm'd, And fill the voice of wo. A woll, who met me, law, and Aed.
In warlike Daucia's beachy groves Mild offspring of philosophy!
So fell a monster ne'er was found, Hail, form serene! All hail to thee! Nor evin in Juba's thirty soil,
Where, where doit thou refide? For nursiog lions lo renown'd. Retir'd within the hermit's cell,
Place me in cold and derert climes, Dof thou with contemplation dwell? Where not a tree falutes the eye, Or grace the monarch's side? Where summers fortering heat's ua
known, You taught the Fabii how to die, And fogs perpetual cloud the sky. And bad a Regulus defy
Place me where mortals never The rage of Punic bands.
dwell, By thee inspir'd, ôtern Brutus views Beneath the sun's all-scorching beam, His dying fons their blood diffure, My Lalage's sweet voice and smile, While nature thiv'ring stands. Shall be my never failing theme.
Behold in youth's gay morn, On P E A C E.
THRICE happy days, when
jocund hand in hand,
Freedom and Peace smil'd wanton Review th’instructive British page,
thro’the land ; The annals of a Mary's rage,
When Albion's sons ne'er liberty To Heav'o exalt thy fame.
Or dy'd the well worn blade in bro. Serene in death, see Cranmer ftand,
ther's blood. Like Matin's raise th'apostate hand, And brave th’insatiate Aame.
Fam'd for her power, the kept the
world in a we, Far from wild paflions boiffrous train, Nor less rever'd for justice than for la fix'd thy calm,thy silent reign,
Thy throne the chriftian's breaft; She conquer'd mighty empires by her Who can without a sigh resign,
sword, The world's vain Mow, of thoughts. And
ughts. And by her justice made them love
their Lord.' divine, And thee alone, pofleft. When justice call’d, each valiant son
Caught the broad Faulchion, and dis
pers'd ber foes. This done, me drew the hoftile fteel
no more, Hor. lib. 1. Od. 22.
Nor knew, except in name, the luft
of power. Traoslated, Integer vitæ, &c.
But ah! how chang'd the scene. No THE man, my friend, of upright more from far life,
We hear the echo of the distant war: Pore from all criminal offence,
O! grilly mein, in melancholy guise, Needs not the bow or poison'd dart, See civil discord stalk before our For virtue is its own defence.
eyes ; Whether thro' Africk's burning See rev'rend fathers lift their shrivell'd lands,
hands, Or Caucasus he winds his way,
And beg for mercy from the savage That horrid mount, or where the
Ok more than savage! mercy is deHydarpes golden waters stray.
ny'd ; Lote wand'ring in the cabine wood, The hoary fage has bow'd his head While Lalage my fancy led,
There lies the infant, Atill half warm To the cold Arâic ; rec, extended
with life, Here the fond mother, and the vir- An empire rise, where freedom Mall tuous wife.
reside. Columbia's genius mourns without re- Not like old Rome, that chains in lief,
friendship gave, Shrouded in all the majefty of grief. Fought bot to conquer, conquer'd to Yet cease to weep ; lift up thy down
enflave ; caft eyes,
Who, half their species by themselves With ken prophetic see the day a. destroy'd, rise,
On beings hrink (mild ghaftly at the When peace Mall come, and in her *void, . sportive train,
Panting to deal to all the blow of fate, Freedom thall (mile, now join'd with And leave no being, but the Roman peace again.
ftate, Come, Venus, come, and young Ado- Not so Columbia's fons, more genenis bring i
rous far, Gambol, ye graces, and ye muses And great in virtue, as they're great fing,
in war. Ye hours, that titter as ye glide a- Here peace shall reign,oppreffion ever, long,
ceare, Mix in the mazy dance, and join the And war be but the harbinger of song.
PEACE. For see, me trips upon the hallow'd
ground, Deck'd in mild majefty, with laurels
Translation of Somne levis, &c. crown'd;
DICTURE of death! and yet I The feather'd choir fing jovial on the
love thy face, trees,
Soft Sleep, and woo thee in my arms And balmy fragrance floats upon the
to liel, breeze.
Come ; for how sweet, lo share the The trembling rays are thro’ the foli.
fond embrace, age seen,
Live without life, and without dying And de'w drops twinkle on th' ena.
J. K. mellid green. She comes, and lifts her olive branch
on high ; Hush each rude breath, and every
TAKE the came of a youth, trante
form'd to a flower ; whisper die! 'Tis I command, let civil discord
A princess, from death sav'd by Per
seus power ; cease, . . Cease each rude nuts, and all the
The nymphs, who prefide over foun
rains and fireams ; world be peace. Hear it, ye nations, theath your murd's
The spring, which inspires with poct.
ical dreams; rous fteel; If nature gave no feeling learn to
What oft is by ladies regretted witb feel.
tears ; Leave deep mouth'd battle, Oye
The woman, whose love caus'd a fons of Atrife,
Siege of ten years ; And cultivate the gentler walks of A leaf, which on capiials often aplife:
pears ; For nature groans beneath the impi.
The forteft of winds; a nymph, whow ous load ,
despair of sons, that riot in each others Transform'a to a being as ligar ao me blood.
air ; From where proud Ande's tops ma. The liquor of Gods: These initials, jeftic rire,
if join'd, Pillars immense, that prop the lean. Give the name of a lady, you surely ing skies;