Noofing with care a bursting purse, STROPHE. View the wither'd beldam's face Can thy keen infpection trace Aught of Humanity's fweet melting grace? Note that eye, 'tis rheum o'erflows, Pity's flood there never rofe. See thofe hands, ne'er ftretch'd to fave, Hands that took-but never gave. Lo, there she goes, unpitied and unbleft reft! ANTISTROPHE. ANTISTROPHE. Plunderer of Armies, lift thine eyes, (A while forbear, ye tort'ring fiends), Seeft thou whofe ftep, unwilling, hither bends? No fallen angel, hurl'd from upper fkies; 'Tis thy trufty quondam Mate, Doom'd to share thy fiery fate, She, tardy, hell-ward plies. EPODE. And are they of no more avail, In other worlds can Mammon fail, Omnipotent as he is here? O, bitter mock❜ry of the pompous bier, While down the wretched vital part is driv'n! The cave-lodg'd beggar, with a confcience clear Expires in rags, unknown, and goes to Heav'n. ELEGY E LE GY ON CAPT. MH, A Gentleman who held the Patent for his Honours immediately from Almighty God! But now his radiant course is run, His foul was like the glorious fun, O DEATH! thou tyrant fell and bloody! The meikle devil wi' a woodie Haurl thee hame to his black fmiddie, O'er hurcheon hides, And And like ftock-fifh come o'er his ftuddie Wi' thy auld fides ! He's gane, he's gane! he's frae us torn, The ae beft fellow e'er was born! Thee, Matthew, Nature's fel fhall mourn, By wood and wild, Where, haply, Pity ftrays forlorn, Frae man exil'd. Ye hills, near neebors o' the ftarns, That proudly cock your crefting cairns! Ye cliffs, the haunts of failing yearns, Where Echo flumbers! Come join, ye Nature's furdiest bairns, Mourn, ilka grove the curhat kens! Ye hazly fhaws and briery dens! VOL. II. H Ye |