Cabal and Riot take thy name,

But 'tis a falfe, affected claim;

In heav'n if love and friendship dwell,
Can they affociate e'er with hell?

Thou art the fame thro' change of times,
Thro' frozen zones, and burning climes ;
From the equator to the pole,

The fame kind angel thro' the whole :
And fince thy choice is always free,
I bless thee for thy fmiles on me.

When forrows fwell the tempeft high,
Thou, a kind port, art always nigh;
For aching hearts a sov❜reign cure,
Not foft Nepenthe half fo fure!
And when returning comforts rise,
Thou the bright fun that gilds our skies.
While these ideas warm'd my breast,

My weary eye-lids stole to reft;
When fancy re-affum'd the theme,
And furnish'd this inftructive dream.
I fail'd upon a ftormy fea,

(Thoufands embark'd alike with me)
My skiff was fmall, and weak befide,
Not built, methought, to ftem the tide.
The winds along the furges fweep,
The wrecks lie scatter'd thro' the deep;
Aloud the foaming billows roar,
Unfriendly rocks forbid the fhore.

While all our various course pursue,

A fpacious ifle falutes our view:

Two queens, with tempers diff'ring wide,

This new discover'd world divide;

Nepenthe is an herb, which being infused in wine, difpels grief. It is unknown to the moderns; but fome believe it a kind of opium, and others ake it for a fpecies of buglofs. Plin. xxi. 21. f. & xxv. 2.

A river

A river
parts their proper claim,
And Truth it's celebrated name.

One fide a beauteous tract of ground
Prefents, with living verdure crown'd:
The seasons temp'rate, foft, and mild,
And a kind fun that always fmil'd.
Few ftorms moleft the natives here;
Cold is the only ill they fear.

This happy clime, and grateful foil,
With plenty crowns the lab'rer's toil.

Here Friendship's happy kingdom grew,
Her realms were small, her subjects few :
A thoufand charms the palace grace,
A rock of adamant it's base.

Tho' thunders roll, and lightnings fly,
This ftructure braves th' inclement sky:
E'en time, which other piles devours,
And mocks the pride of human pow'rs,
Partial to Friendship's pile alone,
Cements the joints, and binds the ftone;
Ripens the beauties of the place,
And calls to life each latent grace.

Around the throne, in order ftand
Four Amazons, a trusty band!
Friends ever faithful to advise,
Or to defend when dangers rife.
Here Fortitude in coat of mail!
There Juftice lifts her golden fcale!
Two hardy chiefs, who perfevere,
With form erect, and brow fevere;
Who smile at perils, pains, and death,
And triumph with their latest breath.

Temp'rance, that comely matron's near,
Guardian of all the virtues here;
Adorn'd with ev'ry blooming grace,
Without one wrinkle in her face.

But Prudence most attracts the fight,
And shines pre-eminently bright.

To view her various thoughts that rise,
She holds a mirror to her eyes;
The mirror, faithful to it's charge,
Reflects the virgin's foul in large.
A Virtue with a fofter air,

Was handmaid to the regal fair.
This nymph, indulgent, conftant, kind,
Derives from Heav'n her spotless mind:
When actions wear a dubious face,
Puts the best meaning on the cafe ;

She spreads her arms, and bare's her breast,
Takes in the naked and distress'd;
Prefers the hungry orphan's cries,
And from her queen obtains fupplies.
The maid, who acts this lovely part,
Grafp'd in her hand a bleeding heart.
Fair Charity, be thou my guest,
And be thy conftant couch my breast,
But virtues of inferior name,
Croud round the throne with equal claim;
In loyalty by none surpass'd,

They hold allegiance to the laft.

Not ancient records e'er can show

That one deferted to the foe.

The river's other fide difplay'd
Alternate plots of flow'rs and shade,
Where poppies fhone with various hue,
Where yielding willows plenteous grew;
And humble plants, by trav'lers thought
With flow but certain poifon fraught,

The humble plant bends down before the touch, (as the fenfitive plant fhrinks from the touch) and is faid, by fome, to be the flow poifon of the In

dians,

Beyond

Beyond these scenes, the eye defcry'd
A pow'rful realm extended wide;
Whose bound'ries from north-east begun,
And stretch'd to meet the fouth-west fun.
Here Flatt'ry boasts defpotick fway,
And basks in all the warmth of day.

Long practis'd in Deception's fchool,
The tyrant knew the arts to rule ;
Elated with th' imperial robe,

She plans the conqueft of the globe;
And aided by her fervile trains,

Leads kings, and fons of kings, in chains.

Her darling minister is Pride,

(Who ne'er was known to change his fide)
A friend to all her interests just,
And active to discharge his truft;
Carefs'd alike by high and low,
The idol of the belle and beau :
In ev'ry shape, he fhews his fkill,
And forms her fubjects to his will;
Enters their houses and their hearts,
And gains his point before he parts.
Sure never minister was known
So zealous for his fov'reign's throne!
Three fifters, fimilar in mien,

Were maids of honour to the

queen:
Who farther favours fhar'd befide,
As daughters of her statesman, Pride.
The firft Conceit, with tow'ring crest,
Who look'd with fcorn upon the reft;
Fond of herself, nor lefs, I deem,
Than duchefs, in her own efteem.

Next Affectation, fair and young,

With half-form'd accents on her tongue;
Whofe antick shapes, and various face,
Distorted ev'ry native grace.

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Then Vanity, a wanton maid,
Flaunting in Bruffels and brocade;
Fantaftick, frolickfome, and wild,
With all the trinkets of a child.

The people, loyal to the queen,
Wore their attachment in their mien :
With chearful heart they homage paid,
And happiest he who most obey'd.
While they who fought their own applause,
Promoted most their fov'reign's caufe.
The minds of all were fraught with guile,
Their manners diffolute and vile;
And ev'ry tribe, like Pagans, run

To kneel before the rifing fun.

But now fome clam'rous founds arise,

And all the pleasing vision flies.

Once more I clos'd my eyes to sleep,
And gain'd th' imaginary deep;

Fancy prefided at the helm,

And steer'd me back to Friendship's realm.

But, oh! with horror I relate

The revolutions of her state;

The Trojan chief could hardly more

His Afiatick tow'rs deplore.

For Flatt'ry view'd those fairer plains,
With longing eyes, where Friendship reigns;
With envy heard her neighbour's fame,
And often figh'd to gain the fame.
At length, by pride and int'reft fir'd,
To Friendship's kingdom fhe afpir'd.
And now commencing open foe,
She plans in thought fome mighty blow
Draws out her forces on the
green,

And marches to invade the queen.
The river Truth the hosts withstood,
And roll'd her formidable flood:

Her