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Las pearl his crown would quit, She claim'd the cottage for her own :
To Health a cottage is a throne.
The Graces folemniz'd her birth. &" tat gruels shall avail;
Garlands of various flow'rs they wrought, His fail:
The orchard's bluhing pride they brought: foreslo's sons fucceed;
Hence in her face the lily speaks, . son is Egypt's * reed,
And hence the role which paints her cheeks; Titis the physician's skill,
The cherry gave her lips to glow; bar, the penitential pill,
Her eyes were debtors to the lloe; I.-- 4 monuments proclaim;
And, to complete the lovely fair, Tur turf confi ms the fame!
'Tis said the chesnut stain'd her hair. sea's the better cure;
The virgin was averse to courts, v ", proverh, and 'tis sure.
But often seen in rural sports:
Walks o'er the dew-bespangled lawn, Hasan when med'cines can not fave, The nymph is first to form the race, hot at tale into the grave
Or wind the horn, and lead the chace, er like evening light,
Sudden I heard a Mouting train;
Glad acclamations fil!'d the plain;
Unbounded joy improv’d the scene, ****can. Triend, and guide! For Health was loud proclaim'd a queen. oj to widom make pretence,
Two smiling cherubs grac'd her throne Mujbeibought a man of fente?
(To modern courts, I fear, unknown): Biance (always friend to fame) One was the nymph that loves the light, parents hand direct your aim!
Fair Innocence, array'd in white; ** archer in the dark,
With filter Peace in close enabrace, 1. and haft will miss the mark:. And heaven all opening in her face. 12vais light her golden rules,
The reign was long, the cinpire great,, Erin's viune itand for fools.
And Virt'ie m niiter of state. izgraducadorn'd by art,
In other kingdoms, ev'ry hour, kwn to reach the heart: You heir of Vice preferr'd to power : e krive to raise my theme
Vice was a perfect itranger here; zice nery of a dream.
No knaves engros d the royal ear: luubers, sweet my rest,
No fools obtain'd this monarchi's grace; cat's on the breast;
Virtue diipos'd of ev'ry place. rver on the wing,
What fickly appetites are ours, as the genial spring,
Still varying with the varying hours ! 23 blaze of light,
And tho' from good to bad we range, 477 mu to my fight.
• No matter lays the fool, “ 'tis change." mind cape i descried,
Her subjects how express'd apace [": 1e ubes of summer pride;
Diffitistaction in their face; 12 csatorn'd the iloping hills;
Some view the ftate with Envy's cye; ited with their tinkling rills; Some were displeas'd, they knew not why; hot be recy mothers atray'd,
When Faction, ever bold and vain, and treir sportive lamhkins play'd. With rigour tax'd their monarch's reign. to um ring brook I saw
Thus, thould an angel from above, L'ecottage, thatch'd with itraw; Fraught with benevolence and love, na den, that supplied
Defcend to earth, and here impart pue, and none for pride: Iinportant truths to mend the heart, sind enro' ev'ry part;
Would not th' instructive guest dispense **10: nature than of art.
With paition, appetite, and sense,
And send him to his former skies.
To Healtii, whose household were her foese de world, and be forgot,
A harlot's loole attire she wore, e deicribes his vettal's lot.'
And Luxury the name the bore.
Whom Alia's softer fons obey,
Made war againīt the queen of Health di fiducon puit, iu fair a toaft:
Allilted by ihe troops of Wealth. * In allusion to 2 Kings, xviii. 21.
The queen was first to take the field, Yet kill we hug the dear deceit, Arın'd with her helmet and her shield; And still exclaim against the cheat. Temper'd with such superior art,
But whence this inconsistent part?
Say, moralists, who know the heart:
I dream'd ('twas on a birth-day night) Both high in merit and in place.
A sumptuous palace role to light: Here Resolution march’d, whose soul
The builder had, thro' ev'ry part, No fear could shake, no pow'r controul;
Observ'd the chastest rules of art; The heroine wore a Roman velt;
Raphael and Titian had display'd
All the full force of light and shade:
As I was traverting the hall,
Where Brussels looms adorn'd the wall And now the Syren's armies press;
(Whose tap'Itry shews, without my aid, Their van was headed by Excess;
A nun is no luch useleis muid), The mighty wings that form'd the side, A graceful person came in view Commanded by that giant Pride;
(His form, it seems, is known to feu); While Sickness, and her lifters, Pain
His dress was unadorn'd with lace, And Poverty, the centre gain:
But charms! a thousand in his face. Repentance, with a brow severe,
• This, Sir, your property?' I cried; And Death were station'd in the rear!
• Master and manfion coincide: Health rang'd her troops with matchless art, - Where all, indeed, is truly great, And acted the defensive part:
' And proves that bliss may dwell with tate: Her army posted on a hill,
Pray, Sir, indulge a ftranger's claim, Plainly bespoke superior ikill.
• And grant the favour or your name.' Hence were discover'd, through the plain, • Content!' the lovely form replied; The motions of the hostile train :
( But think not here that I reiide: While Prudence, to prevent surprise,
Here lives a courtier, base and lly; Oft sallied with her trusty spies;
* An open, honest ruitic, I. Explor'd each anbuscadé below,
• Our talte and manners disagree; And reconnoitred well the foe.
• His levee boasts no charms for me : Afar when Luxury decried
" For titles, and the finiles of kings, Inferior force by art supplied,
• To me are cheap, unheeded things. The Syren spake Let Fraud prevail, • ('Tis virtue can alone impart
Since all my num'rous hosts must fail; • The patent of a ducal heart:
· Unlets this herald speaks him great, • I'll send to Health and ofter peace.' " What Thall avail the glare of state :)
Straight the dispatch’d, with pow'rs complete, Those secret charms are my delight,
" Which shine remote from public lightThis wicked strumpet topp'd her part,
Pallions subdued, desires at reit: And sow'd sedition in the heart !
And hence his chaplain thares my breast. Thro' ev'ry troop the poison ran;
There was a time (his grace can tell) All were infected to a man.
I knew the duke exceeding well; The wary generals were won
I Knew ev'ry secret of his heart;
In truth, we never were apart:
He turnd his back upon his friend.
· One day I call d upon his grace, And snatch'd his darling to the skies :
Just as the duke had got a place: Who still regards those wiser few,
I thought (but thought amifs, 'tis clear) That care her dictates to pursue.
" I hould be welcome to the peer; For were her ftri&rer law prevails,
* Yes, welcome to a man in pow'r; Tho'pation pron.pts or vice altails,
And so I was--for half an hour : Long Tail they cloudiefs skies behold, * But he grew weary of his guest, And eneir calm sun-fet be 'in with gold. • And foon discarded me his breast;
Upbraided me with want of merit, $ 114. Vifion. IV. Content. ' Bit molt for poverty of spirit. Man is deceiv'd by outward fhcw--
• You relish not the great man's lot! 'Tis a plain homeipun truth I know; · Come, hatten to my humbler cot. ? he fraud prevails at ev'ry age,
Tuink me not partial to the great, oruvs the schoolboy and the lice:
In a sworn foe to pride and liare!
ko urt) hares my kind embrace; Much less, by pride or intrest drawn, "*** a monarch knows my face; Sigh for the mitre and the lawn,
*** lus courts, and oftner dwells Observe the secrets of my art, **Dulet worth in rural cells;
I'll fundamental truths impart; * Takz's a complaint, tho' brown the bread, If you 'll my kind advice pursue, de turi fotain the head;
I'll quit my hut, and dwell with you. The bard tre conch, and coarse the meat, The pallions are a num'rous crowd,
. ** Own loat and sleep are sweet. Imperious, politive, and loud: * Fz "utte city 1 refide,
Curb these licentious fons of itrife; Bah'd cottage all my pride, Hence chiefly rise the storms of life: Tras heart, I seldom roam,
If they grow mutinous, and rave, *ka lind my joys at home :
They are thy masters, thou their llave, and visits then begin
Regard the world with cautious
eye, em fecis a void within.
Nor raise your expectation high. * Bk 23tam towns and crowds I Ay; See that the balanc'd scales be such, batrin nor cynic, I,
You neither fear nor hope too much: koueter'd thades I prize
For dikappointment's not the thing; nehips of the good and wise, 'Tis pride and passion point the iting, iz and her sons attend,
Life is a fea, where storms must rise;
in Sutful, constant, kind, He who contracts his swelling fail,
Eludes the fury of the gale.
Be itill, nor anxious thoughts employ; :1 baculd and my own.'
Dittrust embitters present joy:
On God for all events depend;
You cannot want when God's your friend. 5 --a, are very few.
Weigh well your part, and do your best;
Leave to your Maker all the reít. **!;!
The hand which form'd thee in the womb, Ta from day to day! in Detraction's rud?
Guides from the cradle to the tomb. - Estabours think you odd!
Can the fond mother flight her boy?
Can the forget her prattling joy?
Say, then, shall fov’reign love desert
The humble and the honest heart?
Heaven may not grant thee all thy mind;
Yet say not thou, that Heav'ns unkind. 1 Lis eyes to reft.
God is alike both good and wile
In what he grants and what denies :
Perhaps, what Goodness gives to-day,
To-morrow Goodness takes away.
You say, that troubles intervene;
That sorrows darken half the scene. ily they love me well;
True—and this consequence you see, *16da, they best can tell:
The world was ne'er designd for thee: un delt, friendly wile,
You 're like a passenger below, „331e me to the skies:
That stays perhaps a night or so; ù con's at the heart,
But Itill his native country lies Micrrespondent part?
Beyond the bound'ries of the tkies. ** turnied tongue prevail,
Of Heaven alk virtue, wisdom, health, ha dit 'rent tale?
But never let thy pray'r be wealth. * my door, and grace my walls, If food be thine (tho little gold), Jean nor prelate calls?
And raiment to repel the cold; Uy friendships must obtain, Such as may Nature's wants suffice, "Zergeir duty more than gain; Not what from pride and folly'rise ; **Clours whene'er we meet, If soft the motions of thy foul, os virtue is our treat;
And a calm conscience crown the whole; 23 brea!ta no envy know,
Add but a friend to all this store, ceat fear no secret foe;
You can't in reason with for more: as Amoun ne'er attends,
And if kind Heaven this comfort brings, The We si no pow'rful friends : 'Tis more than Heaven bestows on kings. o the tant to church and state,
He fpake-the airy spectre flies, 1 x berage to the great;
And straight the sweet illusion dies,
The vision, at the early dawn, ..tp die of vacant stalls:
Condign'd me to the thoughtful morn;
To all the cares of waking clay,
This moment seen aloft to foar, And inconsistent dreams of day.
The next to fall, and rise no more.
'Twas here Ambition kept her court, $ 115. Vijion V. Happiness, A phantom of gigantic port: YE ductile youths, whofe rising lun
The fav’rite that sultan'd her throne Hath many circles still to run;
Was Falsehood, by her vizard known; Who wisely with the piloi's chart,
Next food Mistrult, with frequent figh, To steer thro' life th' uniteady heart;
Disorder'd look, and squinting eye; And, all the thoughtful voyage paft,
While meagre Envy claim'd a place; To gain a happy port at lait:
And Jealousy, with jaundic'd face. Attend a Seer's instructive song;
' But where is Happiness?' I cried. For moral truths to dreams belong.
My guardian turn'd, and thus replied: I saw this wondrous Vition soon,
Mortal, by Folly ftiil beguil'd, Long ere my sun had reach'd its noon; · Thou hast not yet outstripp'd the child; Just when the rising beard began
• Thou who haft twenty winters leen To grace my chin, and call me man.
(I hardly think thee past fifteen) One night, when balmy slumbers thed " To ask if happiness can dwell Their peaceful poppies o'er my head,
• With ev'ry dirty imp of hell ! My fancy led me to explore
Go to the Ichool-boy; he thall preach A thousand scenes unknown before.
What twenty winters cannot teach; I saw a plain extended wide,
• He 'll tell thee, from his weekly theme, And crowds pour'd in from ev'ry side; "That thy pursuit is all a dream; All seem's to start a diff'rent game,
"That bliís ambitious views dilowns, Yet all declar'd their views the fame:
And, self-dependant, laughs at thrones; The chase was Happiness, I found;
Prefers the shades, and lowly seats, But all, alas! enchanted ground.
• Whither fair Innocence retreats, Indeed, I judg'd it wondrous strange, ' So the coy lily of the vale To see the giddy numbers range
Shuns eininence, and loves the dale.' Thro'roads, which promis'd nought, at best, I bluth'd; and now we cross'd the pla: But sorrow to the human breast.
To find the money-getting train; Methought, if bliss was all their view,
Thole silent, snug, commercial bands, Why did they diff'rent paths pursue?
With busy looks, and dirty hands. The waking world has long agreed,
Amidst these thoughtful crowds, the old That Bagshot's not the road to Tweed: Plac'd all their happiness in gold; And he who Berwick seeks thro' Staines, And lively, if there's bliss below, Shall have his labour for his pains.
Thele hoary heads the secret know. As Parnell says *, my bofom wrought We journey'd with the plodding crew, With travail of'uneertain thought;
When soon a temple role to view; And, as an angel help'd the dean,
A Gothic pile! with mots o'ergrown; My angel chole to intervene.
Strong were the walls, and built with ston The dress of each was much the same; Without, a thousand mastiffs wait; And virtue was my seraph's name.
A thousand bolts fecure the gate. When thus the angel tilence broke;
We fought admission long in vain, Her voice was mulic as she spoke:
For here all favours tell for gain. • Attend, O man! nor leave my lide, The greedy porter yields to gold; ç And safety shall thy footsteps guide; His fee receiv'd, the gates unfold. • Such truths I'll teach, such secrets show, Allembled nations here we found, * As none but favour'd mortals know.' And view'd the cringing herds around,
She said--and (traight we march'd along Who dtily facrific'd to Wealth To join Ambition's active throng:
Their honour, conscience, peace, and heal Crowds urg'd on crowds with eager pace,
I faw no charms that could engage ; And happy he who led the race,
The god appear'd like fordid age, Axes and daggers lay unseen
With hooked nose, and familh'd jaws, In ambuscade along the green :
But lerpent's eyes, and harpy's claws: While vapours fhed delutive light,
Behind stood Fear, that restless sprite, And bubbles mock'd the distant light. Which haunts the watches of the night; We saw a shining mountain rite,
And viper Care, that itings to deep, Whose tow'ring lummit reach'd the skies; Whose deadly venom murders slecp. The slopes were feep, and form'd of glass, We hasten now to Pleaiure's How'rs, Painful and hazardous to pafs :
Where the gi tribes fat crown'd with flow Courtiers and statesmen led the way;
Here beauty ev'ry charm display'd, The faithless paths their Steps betray; And love infiam'd the yielding maid; See the Hermit, page 79.
Delicious wine our taste employs;
Folly exclaims, and well she may, His crimin bowl exalts our joys.
· Because I take her malk away; 1-3 ms gta’rous pow'r, and thought • If once I bring lier to the sun, The neul was found that long I fought. • The painted harlot is undone. Determin'd here to fix my home,
' But prize, my child, oh prize my rules, I he'd the change, na wild to roam: ' And leave Deception to her tools. Toe fez ob disapprovd my itay;
• Ambition deals in tiniel toys; Spread te: fair plumes
, and wing'd away. * Her traffic gewzaws, fieeting joys, Alas! shege'er we tail of bliss,
* An errant juggler in diiguile, Hox prone is sean to buge amils!
" Who holds talle optics to your eyes. Sete, a long tiniis conidires
· But ah! how quick the fhadows pass! To Scourge Il contrould Vefires; “ Tho' the bright vitions thro' her glass Like ne tirarms diseales crowd,
· Charm at a distance ! yet, when near, E a craich, or each a throud: • The baleless fabrics didappear. Feiti, thaithiy tuy cume,
· Nor riches boalt intrinsic worth; With inexinguitable tiame;
• Their charms, at beft, fuperior earth : Consumption, inom ally of Death !
· Thele oft the heaven-born mind en ilave, Creps llwij on with panting breath;
• And make an honest man a knave.' Got ite: 'd, and thew'd his
throbbing feet; “ Wealth cures my wants !" the niser cries: Apr Drops took the drunkard's seat;
Be not deceiv'd-the miser lies; Sicoe bevagat his tort'ring ricks: and near « One want he has, with all his store, Sat Paliy, ftaking in his chair.
"That world of wants--the want of more.' A mangled youth, heneath a shade,
“ Take Plealure, Wealth, and Pomp away, A melancoop icene diiplayd:
“ And where is Happiness ?" you say. his cord tatt, and loathrome stains,
"'Tis here --and may be yours-for, know, Procained the polion in his veins;
I'm all that's Happineis below He raid his eves, he smote his breast,
" To Vice I leave tumultuous joys; He wept aloud, and thus address'd:
Mine is the till and fofter voice! 'Forbear the harlot's tale embrace,
* That whispers peace when storms invade, 'Tho' lendness wear an angel's face:
• And mutic through the midniglit ihade. Be wre, bị my experience talight;
• Come, then, be mine in ev'ry part, "I cit, zlas: tor want of thoughi!'
Nor give me less than all your heart; As ist who travels Lybia's piains,
When troubles discumpole your breast, When the fierce licn Iawleis reigns,
" I'll enter there a cheerful gueit: 1. seiz'd with tear and wild dismay,
“My converse shall your cares beguile, When the grin foe obstrućts his way;
" The little world within thall mile. My soul wzi piered with equal fright,
" And then it scarce iinports a jot,
• And when the cloting scenes prevail, Her abence quickend ev'ry pain.
When wealth, itate, pleaiure, all ihall tail; At length rze Lighted angel heard;
* All that a foolith world ad inires, The dear refu.zent foron apptard :
• Or Paffion craves, or Pride inspires : Prefurapluies youth : ine faid, and frown'd. At that important hour of need, as bat-itrings flutter'd at the found); | Virtue shall prove a friend indeed! po turns to me reluctant ears,
My hands fhall imooth thy dying bed, ted repeated foods of tears.
My arms luitain thy drcoping head: Tkredivers thall for ever lait į
· And when the paintul struggle's o'er, "There's no retracting what is paft:
. And that vain thing, the world, no more ; the trick avenging ills to Thun;
"I'll bear my fav’rite fon away
$ 116. Vihon VI. Friendship it this curs d detested place;
FRIENDSHIP! thou loft propitious pow'r ! * Hand yes those lotter paths pursu'd, toe trumpet, and her race.
Sweet regent of the social hour!
Sublime thy joys, nor understood Peralatya, tsipling, had ensued:
But by the virtuvus and the good! Yes, ti-you itand upon its brink!
Cabal and Riot take tlıy name, * TC-u is too late to think.
But 'tis a fulle affected claim; But mar my facred leffon well : unwelcome truths I tell, In heaven if Love and Friendship dwell
Can they asociate e'er with hell? with me whoever lives at strife,
Thou art the same thro'change of times, Hoito me, who lives in friendship's ties, lesbis better friend for life;
Thro' frozen zones and burning climes ;
From the equator to the pole, in na that's fought for by the wise. The same kind angel through the whole :
Ns tort ring linds
i caid on virtue, but in vain;,