Mature in wisdom, his extensive mind
Takes in the blended int'refts of mankind,

The world's great patriot. Calm thy anxious breast, Secure in him, Europe, take thy reft.

Henceforth thy kingdom fball remain confin'd

By rocks and streams, the mounds which heav'n defign'd;
The Alps their new made monarch fball reftrain,
Nor fball thy hills, Pirene, rife in vain.

But fee! to Britain's ifle the fquadrons ftand,
And leave the finking tow'rs and lefs'ning land.
The royal bark bounds o'er the floating plain,
Breaks thro' the billows, and divides the main.
O'er the vaft deep, great monarch, dart thine eyes,
A watry prospect bounded by the skies:
Ten thousand veffels, from ten thousand fhores,
Bring gums and gold, and either India's ftores:
Behold the tributes haft'ning to thy throne,
And fee the wide horizon all thy own.

Sill is it thine; tho' now the cheerful crew
Hail Albion's cliffs, just whit'ning to the view.
Before the wind with fwelling fails they ride,
Till Thames receives them in his op'ning tide.
The monarch hears, the thund'ring peals around,
From trembling woods and echoing hills rebound,
Nor miffes yet, amid the deafening train,
The roarings of the hoarfe refounding main.

As in the flood he fails, from either fide,
He views his kingdom in its rural pride;
A various fcene the wide fpread landscape yields,
O'er rich inclofures and luxuriant fields:
A lowing herd each fertile pafture fills,
And diftant flocks ftray o'er a thousand hills.
Fair Greenwich hid in woods with new delight,
(Shade above bade) now rifes to the fight:
His woods ordain'd to vifit ev'ry fbore,
And guard the island which they grac'd before.

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The fun now rolling down the western way,
A blaze of fires renews the fading day;
Unnumber'd barks the regal barge infold,
Bright'ning the twilight with its beamy gold;
Lefs thick the the finny foals, a countless fry,
Before the whale or kingly dolphin fly.
In one vaft fbout he feeks the crouded ftrand,
And in a peal of thunder gains the land.

Welcome, great franger, to our longing eyes, Oh! King defir'd, adopted Albion cries. For thee the Eaft breath'd out a profp'rous breeze, Bright were the funs, and gently fwell'd the feas. Thy prefence did each doubtful heart compose, And factions wonder'd that they once were foes; That joyful day they loft each hoftile name, The fame their afpect, and their voice the fame. So two fair twins whofe features were defign'd At one foft moment in the mother's mind, Show each the other with reflected grace, And the fame beauties bloom in either face; The puzzled ftrangers which is which inquire; Delufion grateful to the fmiling fire.

From that fair hill, where hoary fages boaft
To name the ftars, and count the heav'nly hoft,
By the next dawn doth great Augufta rife,
Proud town! the nobleft fcene beneath the fkies.
O'er Thames her thousand fpires their lufture fbed,
And a vaft navy hides his ample bed,

A floating foreft. From the diftant firand
A line of golden cars ftrikes o'er the land:
Britannia's Peers in pomp and rich array,
Before their King, triumphant, lead the way.
Far as the eye can reach, the gaudy train,
A bright proceffion, fines along the plain.

So haply through the heav'n's wide pathlefs ways A comet draws a long extended blaze;

From East to Weft burns through th' etherial frame,
And half heav'n's convex glitters with the flame.

Now to the regal towers fecurely brought,
He plans Britannia's glories in his thought,
Refumes the delegated pow'r he gave,
Rewards the faithful, and reftores the brave.
Whom fhall the mufe from out the Shining throng
Sele, to heighten and adorn her fong?
Thee, Halifax. To thy capacious mind,
O man approv'd, is Britain's wealth confign'd.
Her coin (while Naffau fought) debas'd and rude,
By thee in beauty and in truth renew'd,

An arduous work! again thy charge we fee,
And thy own care once more returns to thee.
O! form'd in ev'ry scene to awe and pleafe,
Mix wit with pomp, and dignity with eafe:
Tho' call'd to fhine aloft, thou wilt not fcorn
To fmile on arts thyself did once adorn:
For this thy name fucceeding time fall praife,
And envy lefs thy garter, than thy bays.

The mufe, if fir'd with thy enliv'ning beams,
Perhaps ball aim at more exalted themes,
Record our monarch in a nobler ftrain,.
And fing the op'ning wonders of his reign;
Bright CAROLINA's heav'nly beauties trace,
Her valiant CONSORT, and his blooming race.
A train of Kings their fruitful love fupplies,
A glorious fcene to Albion's ravifb'd eyes;
Who fees by BRUNSWICK's hand her fceptre fway'd,
And through his line from age to age convey'd.

WEDNESDAY,

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N621. WEDNESDAY, NOVEMBER 17.1

Poftquam fe lumine puro,

Implevit, ftellafque vagas miratur et aftra
Fixa polis, vidid quantâ fub nocte jaceret
Noftra dies, rifitque fui ludibria

LUCAN. 1. ix. ver. II.

Now to the bleft abode, with wonder fill'd,
The fun and moving planets he beheld;
Then looking down on the fun's feeble ray,
Survey'd our dufky, faint, imperfect day,
And under what a cloud of night we lay.

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THE following letter having in it fome observations out of the common road, I fhall make it the entertainment of this day.

Mr. SPECTATOR,

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HE common topics against the pride of man, which are laboured by florid and declamatory writers, are taken from the bafenefs of his original, the imperfections of his nature, or the "fhort duration of thofe goods in which he makes his boaft. Though it be true that we can have nothing in us that ought to raise our vanity, yet a confcioufnefs of our own merit may be fome'times laudable. The folly therefore lies here ; we are apt to pride ourselves in worthless or perhaps fhameful things; and, on the other hand, count that difgraceful which is our trueft glory.

Hence it is, that the lovers of praife take wrong measures to attain it. Would a vain man confult his own heart, he would find, that if others knew his weakneffes as well as he himself doth, he could not have the impudence to expect the public esteem. Pride therefore flows Za 2 • from

'from want of reflexion, and ignorance of ourfelves. Knowledge and humility come upon us ⚫ together.

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The proper way to make an eftimate of ourfelves, is to confider feriously what it is we value or defpife in others. A man who boafts of the goods of fortune, a gay drefs, or a new title, is generally the mark of ridicule. We ought there⚫fore not admire in ourselves what we are fo ready to laugh at in other men.

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Much less can we with reafon pride ourselves in thofe things, which at fome time of our life we shall certainly defpife. And yet, if we will give ourselves the trouble of looking backward and forward on the feveral changes which we have already undergone and hereafter must try, we shall find that the greater degrees of our ⚫ knowledge and wisdom ferve only to fhew us our own imperfections.

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As we rife from childhood to youth, we look with contempt on the toys and trifles which our hearts have hitherto been fet upon. When we advance to manhood, we are held wife in proportion to our shame, and regret for the rafhnefs and extravagance of youth. Old age fills us with mortifying reflexions upon a life mispent in the pursuit of anxious wealth or uncertain honour. Agreeable to this gradation of thought in this life, it may be reafonably fuppofed, that in a future ftate, the wifdom, the experience, and the • maxims of old age, will be looked upon by a feparate fpirit in much the fame light as an ancient man now fees the little follies and toyings of infants. The pomps, the honours, the policies, and arts of mortal men, will be thought as trifling as hobby horfes, mock battles, or any other fports that now employ all the cunning and ftrength, and ambition of rational beings from four years old to nine or ten.