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While liftening fenates hang upon thy tongue, 15
Devolving thro' the maze of eloquence
A rowl of periods sweeter than her song.
But she too pants for public virtue, the,
Tho' weak of power yet strong in ardent will,
Whene'er her country ruthes on her heart,
Affumes. a bolder note, and fondly tries
To mix the patriot's with the poet's flame,

When the bright Virgin gives the beauteous days,
And Libra weighs in equal scales the year;
From tcav'ns high cope the fierce effulgence fhook
Of parting Summer, a serener blue

With golden light enliven'd, wide invefs
The happy world. Attemper'd suns arise,
Sweet beam'd, and thedding oft thro' lucid clouds,
A pleasing calm; wnile broad, and brown, below 30
Extensive harveits hang the heavy head.
Rich, Glent, deep, tiey fand; for not a gale
Rolls its light billows o'er the bending plain :
A calm af plenty ! till the ruffed air

Falls from its poise, and gives the breeze to blowi,
Rent is the feecy mantle of the sky;
The clouds fly different; and the sudden fun
By fits effulgent gilds th' illumin'd field
And black by fies the shadows sweep along,
A gayly-checquer'd heart-expanding view, 40
Far as the circling eye can shoot arcund,
Unbounded rolling in a flood of corn.

There are thy bleflings, Industry! rough power!
Whom labour till attends, and sweat, and pain";
Yet the kind source of every gentle art, 45
And all the foft civility of lite:
Kaiser of human kind 1 by Narure cast,
Naked, and helpless, out amid the woods
And wiles, to rude inclement elements;
With various seeds of art deep in the mind
Implanted, and profusely pour'd around
Materials infinite; but idle all.
Srill opexerted, in th' unconscious breast,
Slept the lethargic powers; corruption ftill,
Voracious, (wallowed what the liberal hand
0: bounty fcatter'd o'er the favage year:


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And fill the fad barbarian, roving, mix'd
With beasts of prey; or for his acorn-meal
Fought the fierce rusky boar; a shivering wretch!
Aghalt, and comfortless, when the bleak north, 6a
With winter charg'd, let the mix'd tempeft Ay,
Hail, rain, and snow, and bitter breathing frust;
Then to the shelter of the hut he fled;
And the wild season, Tordid, pin’d away.
For home he had not ; home is the resort 65
Of love, of joy, of peace and plenty, where,
Supporting and supported, polith'd friends,
And dear relations mingle into bliss.
But this the rugged savage never felt,
Ever desolate in crouds; and thus his days 70
Rolld heavy, dark, and unenjoy'd along:
A waste of time ! till Industry approach'd
And rous'd him from his miserable Noth:
His faculties unfolded; pointed ou',
Where lavith Nature the directing hand

Oi heart demanded ; shew'd him how to raise
His feeble force by the mechanic powers,
To dig the mineral from the vaulted earth,
On what to turn the piercing rage of fire,
On what the torrent, and the gather'd blast;
Gave the tall ancient forest to his axe ;
Taught him to chip the wood, and hew the stone,
Till by degrees the finish'd fabric rose ;
Tore from his limbs the blood polluted fur,
And wrapt them in the woolly vestment warm, 85
Of bright in glossy filk, and fowing lawn;
With wholesome viands fill'd his table, pour'd
The generous glass around, inspir'd to wake
The life-refining foul of decent wit;
Nor stopp'd at barren bare neceflity;

Bụt Itill advancing bolder; led him on,
To pomp, to pleasure, elegance, and grace
And, breathing high ambition thro' his soul,
Set science, wisdom, glory, in his view,
And bade him be the Lord of all below.

Then gathering men their natural powerscombin'd,
And form'd a Public ; to the general good
Submitting, aiming, and conduting all.
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For this the Patrios Councilmet, the full,
The free, and fairly represented Whole;
For this they plannid the holy guardian law's,
Distinguilh'd orders, animated arts,
And with joint force Oppression chaining, set
Imperial Justice at the helm ; yet fill
To them accountable; nor llavish dream'd
That toiling millions must resign their weal,
And all the honey of their search, to such
As for themselves alone themselves have raisid.

Hence every form of cultivated life
In order set, protected, rd inspir’ıl,
Into perfection wrought. Unitirgail,
Society grew numerous, high, polite,
And happy. Nurse of art! the city rear'd
In beauteous her tower-enc:rcled head;
And, stretching treet on itseet, by thousands drew,
From twining woody haunts, or the tough yew 116
To bows strong-straining, her aspiring fons.

Then commerce brought into the public walk
The búly merchant ; the big ware-house built;
Rais'd the Itrong crane; choak'd up the loaded (treet
With foreign plenty; and thy stream, 0 Thames,
Large, gentle, deep, majestic, king of foods! 122
Chole for his grand resort. On either hand,
Like a long wintry foreit, groves of mafts
Shot up their spires; the bellying thrét between
Ponuss'd the breezy void ; the footy hulk 126
Steerid Nuggish on; the splendid barge along
How'd, regular, to harmony; around,
The boat, light-skimming, stretch'd its oary wings;
While deep the various voice of fervent 'toil 130
From bank to bank increas'd; whence ribb'd with
To bear the Britith Thunder, black and bold, (oak,
"The roaring vessel rush'd into the main.

Then too the pillar'd dome, magnific, hear’d
Its ample roof; and Luxury within

Pour'd out her glitcering Hores : the canvas smooth,
With glowing life protuberant, to the view
Embodied rose; the statue seem'd to breathe,
Ard foften into Reth, beneath the touch
Ostrming art, imaginacion-fluth'd.


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All is the gift of Industry; whate'er
Exalts, embellishes, and renders life
Delightful.' Pensive Winter chear'd by him
Sits at the social fire, and happy hears
Th' excluded tempeft idly rave along;

His harden'd fingers deck the gaudy Spring i
Without him Summer were an arid waste;
Norto th' autumnal months could thus transmit
Those füll, mature, immeasurable stores,
That, waving round, recal my wandering song, 150

Soon as the morning trembles o'er the lky,
And, unperceiv'd, unfolds the spreading day;
Before the ripen?d field the reapers f:and,
In fair array; each by the lass he loves,
To bear the rougher part, and mitigate

By nameless gentle offices her toil.
At once they stoop and swell the lufty fheaves;
While thro their chearful band the rural talk,
The rural scandal and the rural jest
Fly harmless, to deceive the tedious time, 1бо
And stealúnfelt the fultry hours away:
Behind the master walks, builds up the shocks ;
And conscious, glancing oft on every fide
His fated eye, feels his heart heave with joy.
The gleaners spread around, and here and there,
Spike after spike, their sparing harvest pick.
Be not too narrow, husbandmen! but Aing
From the full Theaf, with charitable fealth,
The liberal hándful. Think, oh grateful think!
How good the God of Harvest is to you; 170
Who pours abundance o'er your flowing fields :
While these unhappy partners of your kind
Wide-hover round you, like the fowls of heaven,
And ask their humble dole. The various turns
Of fortune ponder; that your sons may want 175
What now, with hard reluctance, faint, ye give.

The lovely young Lavinia once had friends;
And Fortune smil'd, deceitful, on her birth
For in her helpless years depriv'd of all,
Of every stay, fave Innocence and Heaven, So
She with her widow'd mother, feeble, old,
And poor, lived in a cottage, far çetird


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Among the windings of a woody vale;
By folitude and deep surrounding fhades,
But more by bathful modefty, conceald. 185
Together thus they shunn'd the cruel fcorn
Which virtue, funk to poverty, would meet
From giddy passion and low-minded pride :
Almost on Nature's common bouncy fed;
Like the gay birds that sung them to repose, 390
Content, and careless of co morrow's fare.
Her form was fresher than the morning rose,
When the dew wers its leaves; unftain'd, and pure,
As is the lily, or mountains snow.
The modest virtues mingled in her eyes, 195
Still on the ground dejected, darting all
Their humid beams into the blooming flowers ;
Or when the mournful tale her mother cold,
Of what her faithless fortune promis'd once,
Thrill'd in her thought, they, like the dewy ftar
Of evening, shone in tears.

Sat fair-proportion’d on her polishid limbs,
Veil'd in a timple robe, their best attire,
Beyond the pomp of dress; for loveliness
Needs not the foreiga zid onament, 205
But is when unadorna''the most.
Thoughtless of beauty, fhe was beauty's felf,
Recluse amid the clofe-embowering woods.
As in the hollow breast of Appeaide,
Beneath the thelter of encircling hills,
A myrtle rifes, far from humane eye,
And breathes its balmy fragrance o'er the wild:
So flourish'd blooining, and unseen by all,
The sweer Lavinia; till, är length compeld
By strong Necessity's fupremecommand, 715
With smiling patience in her looks, he went
To glean Palemon's fields, The pride of swains
Palemon was, the generous, and the rich ;
Who led the rural life in all its juy
And elegance, such as Arcadian song
Transmits from ancient uncorrupted times:
When tyrant custom had not shackled Man,
But free to follow Nature was the made.
He then, his fancy with autumnal scenes


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