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Of Britze' peers conven'd, shall pass befide Some parent breast may beave the answering Thot balow'd spires, whose gloomy vaults in- To the flow paules of the funeral knoll;[figli

E'en now black Atropos, with scowling eye, Svuded in fleep, pale roes of sceptred kings, Roars in the laugh, and revels o'er the bowl; Ort to his sense the sweet paternal voice E'en now in rofy-crowned pleasure's wreath And long remember'd features shall return; Entwines in adder folds all-unsuspected Death. Then thàl his generis breast be new inflam'd Know, on the stealing wing of time shall filee To acts of bigbeit worth, and highest fame. These plaintive traits, from Albion far away, a future bard these awful domes may fee, [palt;

Some few, some short-liv'd years, and all is I lonely meditate a ere tide; Nor skilld not ftdicus of the raptur'd lay;

Muse o'er the present age, as I the last; But still remenb'ring of the magic sounds,

Who mouldering in thegrave, yet once like you Weil-safard to the crime of Dorian lute,

The various maze of life were seen to tread, Or pakiral iton, which erst I lov'd to hear

Each bent their own peculiar to pursue, On Ifis' border a mead, where dips by fits

As custom urg'd, or wilful nature led:

Mix'd with the various crowd's inglorious clay, The ftooping oker in ber halty stream. [fam’d

The nobler virtues undistinguish'd lie; Hail, Wolley's spacicus Dore! hail

, ever No more to melt with beauty's heaven-born ray; Fer faithful surture, and truth's facred lore, Murd huncur'd parent! You my duteous zeal Catch from the poet raptures not their own,

No more to wet compation's tearful eye, Accept

, is haphy in thy laureat wreath
You deiga to interweave this humble song.

And feel the thrilling melody of tweet renown.
Where is the master-hand, whose semblant art

Chisel'd the marble into life, or taught
$345. Dearb. Emily.

From the well-pencil'd portraiture to itart Taz felire roar of laughter, the warm glow

The nerve that beat with soul, the brow that

thought ? Of being eyed joy, and friendship’s genial Cold are the fingers that in stone-fixt trance


, Wi's featu'd converse, and the liberal fow

The mute attention riveting, to the lyre Of unfufpicious youth, profuse of soul,

Struck language: dimm'd the poet's quick

eyed glance, Delight not ever; from the boisterous scene Of not for, and Comus' wild uproar,

All in wild raptures flashing heaven's own

Shrunk is the finew'd energy, that strung (fire : From folly's crowd, whose vacant brow serene

The warrior arm. Where sleeps the patriot Was never knit to wisdom's frowning lore, breast Pest me, ye time hallow'd domes, ye piles Orade magaificence, your solemn rest,

Whilom that heav'd impaffion'd? where the

tongue Anil pou: freted vaults and length’ning aisles That lanc'd its lightning on the tow'ring

Lately to wander; no unholy guest
That seans to break, with facrilegious tread, Giant Oppresion, leagued with all her earth-

Of sceptred insolence, and overthrew [crelt
Trombie farbers of your monumented dead. born crew!
Pest me, sich lad mulings, that inspire

Cu'aboar'd numbers apt, your silence drear These now are past; long, long, ye fleeting years, Elumeels to wake, and with the Orphean lyre, Ere from the womb of time unwelcome peers

Pursue, with glory wing’d your fated way, zatemper'd, fcoth the merciless ear of Hiles, and stern death, whole iron sway

The dawn of that inevitable day, Great nature owns thro'ai her wide domain ;

When wrapt in shrouded clay, their warmest Al ter with oary fa cleave their smooth way when o'er lis urn in pious grief shall bend

The widow'd virtues shall again deplore, Tough the green bofom of the spawny main;

His Britain, and bewail one patriot more; de te that to the streaming ather spread, . For foon must thou, too soon! who spread *R la pay a wheeling glide, their

feathery fail; Altcáthat creep and those thatstatelier tread,

Thy beaming emanations unconfind, (abroad That man o'er forett, hill, or browsy dale;

Doom'd like some better angel sent of God Te rices each of ruthless fate must fall;

To scatter blessings over human kind,

Thou too muft fall, o Pitt! to shine no more, image, man, high paramount And tread these dreadful paths a Faulkland

trud before. And ye, the young, the giddy, and the gay, That fastle from the ileepful lid of light Fast to the driving winds the marshall'd clouds The cornind rest, and with the diffonant bray| Sweep discontinuous o'er th'ethereal plain! Di Bacchus, and loud jollity, affright

Another still upon another crowds; Yon radiant goddess, that now shoots among

All bastening downward to their native main. These many-window'd ailles ber glimmering Thus pasies o'er, thro’ varied life's career,

Man's Reeting age; the Seasons, as they fly, Breitor ere its starr'd career along (team Snatch from us in their course, year atter year, 76% nail have roi d her filver-wheeleu! Si une fiveet connection, fome endearing tir?


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The parent, ever-honour'd; ever-dear, Than tug with sweating toil the slavish oar

Claims from the filial breast the pious sigh; Cf unredeem'd atlici iun, and sustain A brother's urn demands the kindred tear, The fev'rous rage of fierce diseases fore

And gentle sorrows guth from friendship's Unnumber'd, that in fympathetic chain To-day we frolic in the roly bloom [eye. Hang ever thro the thick circumfluous air, Of jocund youth-the morrow knells us to the All from the drizzly verge of yonder startomb.

sphere. Who knows how soon in this sepulchral spot Thick in the many-beaten road of life

Snall heav'n to me the drear abode assign? A thousand maladies are posted round, How soon the palt irrevocable lot

With wretched man to wage eternal strife Of these that reft beneath me shall be mine? Unseen,like ambuth'd Indians,till they wou Haply when Zephyrto thy native bourn (wave, Tliere the swoln hydrop stands,the wat'ryrhe

Shall waft thee o'er the storm'd Hibernian The northern scurvy, blotch with lep'rThy gentle breast, my Tavistock, shall mourn And moping ever in the cloister'd gloom f'c

To find me sleeping in the senseless grave. Of learned floth, and bookish afthma pa! No more the social leisure to divide,

And the fhunn'd hag unlightly, that fordi In the sweet intercourse of soul and soul,

On Europe's sons to wreak the faithless fw Blithe, or of graver brow: no more to chide Of Cortez, with the blood of millions stain

The ling'ring years impatient as they roll, O'er dog-eyed lust the tort'ring icou Till all thy cultur'd virtues thall display,

abhorr'd Full-blossomd, their bright honours to the Shakes threat’ning, since the while the win gazing day.

her fight Ah, dearest youth! these vows perhaps unheard From Amazon's broad wave, and Andes' fn The rude wind scatters o'er the billowy main :

clad height. These prayers at friendship’s holyshrine preferr'd Where the wan daughter of the yellow year May rise to grasp their father's knees in vain.

The chatt'ring ague chill; the writhing fu Soon, foon may nod the sad funereal plume

And he of ghastly feature, on whose ear With solemn horror o'er thy timeless hearse,

Unheeded croaks the death-bird's warn And I survive to grave upon thy tomb

moan, The mournful tribute of memorial verse.

Marasmus; knotty gout; and the dead lis That leave to heaven's decision-be it thine,

Of nerveless pally; there, on purpose fe. Higher than yet a parent's wishes fiew,

Dark brooding, wliets his interdicted knite To foar in bright pre-eminence, and shine With felf-earn'd honours, eager to pursue

Grim suicide, the damned fiend of hell.

There too is the stunn'd apoplexy pight*, [t Where glory, with her clear unsullied rays, The bloated child of gorgd intemper The well-born spirit lights to deeds of mightiest Self-wasting melancholy, black as night! praise.

Low‘ring; and foaming fierce with hice 'Twas she thy godlike Ruffel's bosom steeld The dog hydrophoby; and near allied

With confidence untam'd, in his last breath Scar'd madness, with her moon-struck eye! Stern-smiling. She with calm composure, held staring wide.

The patriot axe of Sidney, edg’d with death. There, stretch'd one huge, beneath the re Smit with the warmth of her impulsive flame,

mine t, Wolfe's gallant virtue flies to worlds afar, With boiting fulphur fraught,and smoulde Emulous to pluck fresh wreaths of well-earn'd He, the dread delegate of wrath divine, fame

(war. Ere while that stood o'er Taio's hundred in From the grim frowning brow of laurel'd Vindictive; thrice he wavid th' earth-fhal'Twas she that, on the morn of direful birth,

wand, Bar'd thy young bosom to the fatal blow,

Powerful as that the son of Amran bore Lamented 'Armytage !--the bleeding youth! And thrice he rais'd, and thrice he check O bathe him in the pearly caves below,

hand. Ye Nereids! and ye Nymphs of Camus hoar, He struck-the rocking ground, with th Weep-for ye oft have seen him on your derous roar, haunted shore.

Yawn'd! Here from street to street hurries, Better to die with glory than recline

there On the soft lap of ignominious peace, Now runs, now stops, then shrieks and so Than yawn out the dull droning life lupine Staring dittraction : many a palace fair [am

In moukist apathy and gowned ease. With millions links ingulphd, and pill Better employ'd in honour's bright career

fane. The leait division on the dial's round, Old ocean's farthest waves confess the Mock Than thrice to compats Saturn's live-long year, Even Albion trembled conscious on his sted Grown old in Noth, the burthen of the ground, rock. • Placed.

+ Alluding to the Earthquake at Lisbon, November 1, 1755.



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The meafumine there, and drunk with blood |No vain researches e'er disturb their rest,

Sicra ; and the loath'd moniter whom of No fears of dark futurity molet.
The diay Naiad of the Memphian flood (yore Man, only Man, folicitous to know

Engad ning, tothe bright-haird Phæbusbore, The springs whence Nature's operations flow,
For pestilence that on the side-stretch'd wings Piods thro' a dreary walte with toil and pain,

Of corr.merce speeds from Cairo's swarthy bay And reasons, hopes and thinks,and lives in pain; Es vetering fight, and taro' the lick air flings For sable Death still hov‘ring o'er his lie: d,

Spotted contagion; at his heels dismay Cuts short his progress with his vital tlıre d. And desolation urge their fire-wheel d yoke Wherefore, since Nature errs not, do we fnd

Tertible; as long of dd, when from the height These seeds of Science in the human mind, of Paran came unwezid the mightiert, thouk If no congenial fruits are predefignd? Earth'sfirm-fixe batetit ring; tnro' the black For what avails to man this pow'r to roam

(abroad Thro'ages past, and ages yet to come, Gianc'd the fala 'digitaings: heaven's rentroot l'explore new worlds o'er all th' ethereal way, Thuederd; and anperial nature felt its God. Chaiu'd to a spot, and living but a day? Who ca that (cere of terror, on that hour

Since all must perith in one common grave, Ví Tous d indignation shall withitand

Nor can these long laborious searches lave, Th' Almighty, when he meditates to show'r

Were it not wiser far, supinely laid, The buriting vengeance o'er a guilty land? To sport with Phillis in the noontide Made ? Cantt thou, fecure in realon'svaunted pride, gore or at thy jovial festivals appear,

Tongue-doubty miscreant, who but now didn Great Bacchus, who alone the soul can clear With more than Hebrew rage the innocent fide From all that it has felt, and all that it can tear?

Os 15eaizing mercy, bleeding fore- Come on then, let us feast; let Chloe ting Curk trou confront, with tedtat eye unaw'd, And soft Neæra touch the trembling iting i

The worded judgment italking tar and near ? Enjoy the present hour, nor seek to know Well may't thou tremble, when an injur'd God What good or ill to-morrow may beltow. Diéclans thee-guilt is ever quick of fear-. But these delights foon pall upon the taste; Loud slitvinds bowlinzephyr's loftest breath, Let's try then if more serious cannot lüft: Andereryglancing meteor glaresimagind death. Wealth let us heap on wealth, or fame pursue, The guod alone are fearless; they alone,

Let power and glory be our points in view ; Firm and collected in their virtue, brave In courts, in camps, in senates let us live: The wreck of worlds,and look unthrinking down Our levees crowded like the buzzing hive : on the dread yawnings of the ravonous

grave: Each weak attempt the same fad lesion brings! Thoice happy who , the blameless road along

Alas! what vanity in human things ! Of beset praise, hath reach'dthevale of death! What means then Thall we try? where hope to Arvard hin, like ministrant cherubs, throng A friendly harbour for the restlets mind ? Ifind His better acions, to the parting breath Who still

, you see, impatient to obtain Singing their best requiems; he the while Knowledge immense (to Nature's laws ordain) Gently repolng on some friendly breast, Ev'n now, tho' fetter'd in corporeal clay, Breathes out bis benisons; then with a smile Climbs step by step the prospect to survey, Or foft complacence lays him down to rett, And seeks, unwearied Truth's eternal ray. Cala as the lumb'ring infant: from the goal No fleeting joys the alks which must depend Free and unbounded Hies the disembodied foul. On the frail senses, and with them mult end; Whether forme delegated charge below, (claim; But such as fuit her own immortal fame, Some much-lov’d friend its hovering care may Take courage, then, these joys we shall attain ;

Free from all change, eternally the fame. Thatlong-forgotten country, whence it came; Almighty wisdom never acts in vain: Cajsture ever, the misfeatur'd child

Nor Mall the soul, on which it has bestow'd Of letter'd arrogance, delights to run

Such powrs, e'er perith like an earthly clod; The speculation's puzzling mazes wild,

Butpurg'dat lengthfromfoulcorruption's itain, And all to end at last where it begun.

Freed from her prison, and unbound her chain, tam would we trace with reason's erring clue, She thall her native strength and native skies The darksome paths of destiny aright;

regain; la vin; the talk were easier to purlue

To heav'n an old inhabitant return, Tetrackless wheelings of the swallow's fight. And draw nectareous streams from truth's perFrom nortal ken himielf the Almighty throuds, petual urn. Pavisa'd in thick night and circumambient Whilst life remains, (if life it can be call’d clouds.

T' exist in fleshly bondage thus enthrallid),

Tir'd with the dull pursuit of worldly things, $346. On tbe Immortality of the Soul. S. Jenyns. The foul scarce wakes, or opes her gladiome Translated from the Latin of Il. H. Browne. Yet still the godlike exile in disgrace (wings, BOOK 1.

Retains some marks of her celestial race; To all inferior animals 'tis given

Ellew.ience from mem’ry's store can the pro:luce T enjoy the state allotted them by Heav'n ; Puch various thoughts, or range them fo for use

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Can matter these contain, dispose, apply? Or Britain, well-deserving equal praise,
Can in her cell such mighty treatures lie? Parent of heroes tov in better days.
Or can her nativeforce producerhemto the eye: S Why hould I try her numerous fons to na

Whence is this pow'r,this foundress of allarts, By verle, law, eloquence, contign'd to fare Serving, adorning life, thro' all its parts ; Or who have forc d tur Science into figit, Which names impos’d, by letters mark'd those Long lost in darkness and afraid of ligli? names,

O'er all-superior, like the solar ray, Adjusted properly hy legal claims,

first Bacon ulher'd in the dawning day, From woods and wilds collected rude mankind, And drove the mists of fophiftry away; And cities, laws, and governments design di Pervaded nature with amazing force, Whatcan this be, but lome bright rayfrom heav'n, Following experience still throughout his coi Some emanation from Omniscience giv'n? And finithing at length his destin'd way,

When now the rapid stream of eloquence To Newton he bequeath'd the radiant lam Bears all before it, passion, reason, sense, Illuitrious fouls! if any tender cares I Can its dread thunder, or its lightning's force Attect angelic breafts for Man's affairs; Derive their essence from a mortal source ? It in your present happy heav'nly itate, What think you of the bard's enchanting art, You're not regardieis quite of Britain's fat Which, whether he attempts to warm the heart Let this degenerate land again be blett With fabled scenes, or charm the ear with rhyme, With that true vigour which the once posle Breathes all pathetic, lovely, and sublime ? Compel us to untold our llumb’ring eyes, Whilst things on earth rollround from age to age, And to our ancient dignity to rise. The same dull farce repeated on the stage, Suchwond'rouspow'rs as these muftsure beg The poet gives us a creation new,

For most important purposes by Heav'n; More plealing and mort perfect than the true ; Who bids these itars as bright examples thin The mind, who always to perfection hastes, Besprinkied thinly by the hand divine, Perfection such as here the never tastes, To form to virtue cach degenerate time, With gratitude accepts the kind deceit, And point out to the soul its origin fublin And thence foresees a system more complete. That there's a self which after death fhalla Of those what think you, who the circling race) All are concern'd about, and all believe; Ofsins and their revolving planets tráce, That something's ours, when we ronliteder Andcorets journeyingthrounbounded space? This all conceive, all feel it at the heart; Say can you doubt, but that the all-searchingfoul, The wise of learn’d antiquity proclaim That now can traverse heaven from pole to pole, This truth, the public voice declares the lo From thence descending, visits but ihis earth, No land fo rude but looks beyond the ton And fall once more regain the regions of her For future prospects in a world to come. birth?

[known, Hence, without hopes to be in lile repail, Could the thus act unless some power un- We plint flow oaks posterity to fade; From matter quite distinct, and all her own, And bence ii pyramids aspiring higli Supported and impelld her? She arp.oves Lift their proud liais aloft, and time detto Self.confcious,and condemns; she hasund loves, Hence is our love of fame; a bore fuftiring Mourns and rejoices, hopes and is afraid, We think no dangers great, or Latours luns Without the body's unrequested aid:

by which we lio, our beings to extende Her own internal itrength her rezion zuides; Ant to remoteltiin, in giory to uete.. By this the now compares things, now divides; Tor fine ine writchboneath the guitarra Truth's scatter'd fragments piece by piece col. Dis ning ev'ry cine for wrich hi dies; Reicins, and thence her editice erects; [kcis, of hire profuse, icnecinuifan me, Piles arts on arts, effects to caules ties, fearli of death, and yet afraid of lane. And rears tlie aspiring fabric to the skies; Nature 1195 wove into ita hua mind From whence, as on a dinant plain beluri This anxious cire for nimes we have belon She sees from cules consequences firw, T'extend our narrow views beyond the ti And the whole chain diltintly compiehends, And give an earnest of a life to conne: Which from the Almighty's thronc to earth de. For it when dead we are but duit or clay, And latly, turning inwardly her eyes, (scends: Why think of what pofterity ihall fay? Perceives how all her own ideas rile:

Her praise or censure cannot us concern, Contemplates what she is, and whence the came, Norever penetrate the filent urn. Andalmost coinprehends herownanzringframe. What mean the nodding plumes, the fun Can mere machines be with such pow'rs endud! train, Orconscious of those pow'rs, fuppole theycoud:lan? rarhla monument that speaks in var. For body is but a machine aloja

Wii'a ail thote cares which erny nation par Mov'd byexternal force,andir ;'!' uot its own. tose ir unfieiing denied in cirent way!

Ratevat the extenfion of the posman wind rrein ihe tou 'r-itie wole tüve the corpica! By the plebeian standard ot mannisie'

Hi, But by the fize ofrojo gimartie te'w

1 nel nnouilciques mrpond it pai?! Vihom Greece and Rucleus of our viw, Iris it to ple de iis proscenza ahade;


Other ca blazing piles the body barn, How have the fears and follies of mankind And to their athes in the faithful urn; Now multiply'd their gods, and now fubjoin'd Bu all in one great principle agree,

To each the frailties of the human mind! To give a fancy'd immorality.

Nay, fuperftition spread at length so wide, Way hoaid I mention thole, whose oozy foil Beasts, birds, and onions too, were deify’d. Is render'd fertile by the seriowing Nile ? Th’ Athenian sage, revolving in his mind Their dead they bary not, nor burn with fires, This weakness, blindness, madness of mankind, Na graves they dig, erect no fun 'ral pires ; Foretold, that in maturer days, tho' late, Bat, wahing, firit th' emboweld body clean, When Time should ripen the decrees of fate, Gams, spice, and meltedpach they pour within; Some God would light us, like the riling day, Then with ftrong fillets bind it round and round, Thro'error's mraze, and chase these clouds away. To make each faccid part compact and found; Long since has Time fulfill'd this great decret, Âm lafiy paint the carnih'd surface o'er And brought us aid from this Divinity. With the ame features which in life it wore : Well worth our search discoveries may be made So frong their prelaze of a future state, By Nature, void of this celestial aid : And thatoar nobler part survives the body's fate. Let's try what her conjectures then can reach,

Nations behold, remote from Reason's beams, Nor scorn plain Reason, when she deigns to teach. Where Indian Ganges rolls his fandy streams, That mind and body often sympathize, Of life impatient rush into the fire,

Is plain; such is this union Nature ties: And willing victims to their gods expire ! But then as often too they disagree, Eerluaded the loos'd foul to regions flies, Which proves the soul's fuperior progeny. Del mitheemal spring, and cloudless skies. Sometimes the body in full itrength we find, Nor is les find the oriental wife

Whilft various ails debilitate the mind; For tedfelt virtue, and contempt of life: At others, whilst the mind its force retains, Thefe beroines mouro not with loud female cries The body finks with fickness and with pains: Their bulbands Joft, or with o'erflowing eyes; Now did one common fate their beings end, But

, traze to tell their funeral piles ascend, Alike they 'd ficken, and alike they'd mend. And in the same fad filames their forrows end;' But sure experience, on the flightest view, In hopes with them beneath the shades to rove, Shews us, that the reverse of this is true; And there renew their interrupted love. For when the body oft expiring lies,

In dimes where Boreas breathes eternal cold, Its limbs quite senseless, and half clos'd its eyes, Se non rous nations, warlike, fierce, and bold, The mind new force and eloquence acquires, To tætte il unanimonly run,

And with prophetic voice the dying lips inipres, Not fire

, non sword, nor instant death they fhun. Of like materials were they both compus d, Whence this disdain of life in ev'ry breaft, How comes it that the mind, when seep hascio: d Lat from a notion on their minds imprest,

Each avenue of sense, expatiates wide, That all who for their country die, are blest? Her liberty restor'd, her bonds unty'd; Add tos to theke the once-prevailing dreams And like some bird who from its prison flies, of riget Elylai groves, and Stygian streams; Claps her exulting wings, and mounts the ins? All bes with what consent mankind agree

Grant that corporeal is the human mind, In the firm bope of Immortality.

It must have parts in infinitum join'd; Grant these inventions of the crafty-priest, And each of these mult will, perceive, design, Het fuck inventions never could tublist, And draw confus’dly in a diff'rent line; Dulcis fone glimmerings of a future state Which then can clair dominion o'er the rest, Were with oše mind coæval, and innate; Or stamp the ruling passion in the breast?

Forei'iy hction which can long persuade, Perhaps the mind is form’d by various arta the truth must have its first foundations laid. Of modelling and figuring thete parts;

Lazule we are unable to conceive Just as if circles wiler were than squares :
Here Prembody'd souls can act, and live, But surely common sense aloud declares
Terolzargive them forms, and limbs, and faces, That fite and figure are as foreign quite
And bei stations in peculiar places : From mental pow'rs, as colours black or white,
Henceresi'ners more refin’d, but not more wise, Allaw that motion is the cause of thought,
Struck with the glare of such absurdities, With what strange pow'rs must motion then be
Ther whole exilence fabulous fufpect,

And treth and falsehood in a lump rejeit; Reason, senie, science, muft derive their source,
Too inddent to learn what may be known, From the wheel's rapid whirl, or pulley's force;
Our ef too proud that ignorance to own. Tops whipp'd by school-boys sages must com
For burd's the task the daubing to pervade mence,
Folf and Fraud on Tryth's fair form have laid: Their loops, like them, be cudgel'd into sense,
Je ket that task be ours; for great the

prize ; 7 And boiling pots o'erflow with eloquence. Hurlet us Truth's celestial charms despise, Whence can this very motion take its birth ?

sliai prieits or poets may disguise. Not sure from matter, from dull clods of earth; That there's a God, from Nature's voice is clear; But from a living spirit lodg’d within, And yet what errors to his truth adhere! Which governs all the bodily machine;

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