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mbition, av'rice, penury incurr'd ndless riot, vanity, the lust leasure and variety, despatch, uly as the swallows disappear, world of wand'ring knights and squires to town. lon ingulfs them all! the shark is there, the shark's prey; the spendthrift, and the leech sucks him : there the sycophant, and he ), with bareheaded and obsequious bows,

a warm office, doom'd to a cold gaol groat per diem, if his patron frown. levee swarms, as if in golden pomp e character'd on ev'ry statesman's door, terd and bankrupt fortunes mended here.' e are the charms, that sully and eclipse harms of nature. 'Tis the cruel gripe, lean, hard-handed Poverty inflicts, lope of better things, the chance to win, vish to shine, the thirst to be amus'd, at the sound of Winter's hoary wing ople all our counties of such herds ttring, loit'ring, cringing, begging, loose, vanton vagrants, as make London, vast boundless as it is, a crowded coop. thou, resort and mart of all the earth, ier'd with all complexions of mankind, potted with all crimes; in whom Is that I love, and more that I admire, ll that I abhor; thou freckled fair, leasest and yet shoek’st me, I can laugh, :

can weep, can hope, and can despond, vrath and pity, when I think on thee! ghteous would have sav'd a city once, hou hast many righteous.-Well for thee-alt preserves thee; more corrupted else, herefore more obnoxious, at this hour, Sodom in her day had pow'r to be, hom God heard his Abr’ham plead in vain.









as ant The post comes in. The newspaper is read.—The world contemplated at a distance. --Address to Winter --The rural amusements of a winter evening compared with the fashionable ones.-Address to Evening A brown study.-Fall of snow in the evening.-The waggoner.-A poor family piece.-The rural thief.-Public houses.-The multitude of them censured.--The farmer's daughter: what she was-what she is. --The simplicity of country manners almost lost.-Causes of the change.-Desertion of the country by the rich.-Neglect of magistrates. The militia principally in fault.-The new

recruit and his transformation.-Reflection on bodies corporate.-The love of rural objects natural to all, and never to be totally extinguished.

stod but

aet odio o loco

HARK ! 'tis the twanging horn o'er yonder bridge,
That with its wearisome but needful length me
Bestrides the wintry flood, in which the Moon
Sees her unwrinkled face reflected bright;
He comes the herald of a noisy world,
With spatter'd boots, strapp'd waist, and frozen locks;
News from all nations lumb’ring at his back.
True to his charge the close-pack'd load behind,
Yet careless what he brings, his one concern
to conduct it to the destin'd inn:

having dropp'd th' expected bag, pass ons.
histles as he goes, light-hearted wretch,

Cold and yet cheerful: messenger of grief his
Perhaps to thousands, and of joy to some; itpurl
To him indiffrent whether grief or joy. i lund ist
Houses in ashes, and the fall of stocks, odt
Births, deaths, and marriages, epistles wet niet
With tears, that trickled down the writer's cheeks
Fast as the periods from his fluent quill,
Or charg’d with am’rous sighs of absent swains, 1
Or nymphs responsive, equally affect
His horse and him, unconscious of them
But, 0, th' important budget! usher'd in 8 stol
With such heart-shaking music, who can saya
What are its tidings? have our troops awak d?
Or do they still, as if with opium drugg'd, ST!
Snore to the murmurs of th’ Atlantic wave ? bagi
Is India free? and does she wear her plum'da
And jewell'd turban with a smile of peace,
Or do we grind her still ? The grand debate, and
The popular harangue, the tart reply,. rowell
The logic, and the wisdom, and the wit, and 1999
And the loud laugh-I long to know them all;
I burn to set th' imprison'd wranglers free, isd!
And give them voice and uttrance once again."))
Now stir the fire, and close the shutters

fast, Tul
Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa round,
And, while the bubbling and loud hissing urn lid
Throws up a steamy column, and the cups,
That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each, and
So let us welcome peaceful ev'ning in.
Not such his ev'ning, who, with shining face
Sweats in the crowded theatre, and squeez’de!
And bord with elbow-points through both his sides,
Outscolds the ranting actor on the stage:
Nor his, who patient stands till his feet throb,
And his head thumps, to feed upon the breath
Of patriots, bursting with heroic rage,
Or placeman all tranquillity and smiles.
This folio of four pages, happy work!


Which not e’en critics criticise ; that holds na hio)
Inquisitive Attention, while I read, out of stredes
Fast bound in chains of silence, which the fair, 1
Though eloquent themselves, yet fear to break;
What is it, but a map of busy life, sob
Its fluctuations, and its vast concerns ?
Here runs the mountainous and craggy ridge,
That tempts Ambition. On the summit see
The seals of office glitter in his eyes;
He climbs, he pants, he grasps them! At his heels,
Close at his heels, a demagogue ascends,
And with a dex’trous jerk, soon twists him down,
And wins them, but to lose them in his turn.
Here rills of oily eloquence in soft 2
Meanders lubricate the course they take;

The modest speaker is asham'd and griev'd,
T'engross a moment's notice; and yet begs,
Begs a propitious ear for his poor thoughts,
However trivial all that he conceives.
Sweet bashfulness! it claims at least this praise ;
The dearth of information and good sense,
That it foretells us, always comes to pass.
Cat'racts of declamation thunder here; it oyiha
There forests of no meaning spread the page,
In which all comprehension wanders lost;
While fields of pleasantry amuse us there

bm With merry descants on a nation's woes. is aware The rest appears a wilderness of strange sedan But gay confusion; roses for the cheeks, And lilies for the brows of faded age, Teeth for the toothless, ringlets for the bald, Heav'n, earth, and ocean, plunder'd of their sweets, Nectareous essences, Olympian dews, Sermons, and city feasts, and fav’rite airs, Ethereal journeys, submarine exploits, ed And Katerfelto, with his bair on-end At his own wonders, wond'ring for his bread.

"Tis pleasant, through the loopholes of retreat,


To peep at such a world; to see the stiri Of the great Babel, and not feel the crowd; por To hear the roar she sends through all her gatesta At a safe distance, where the dying sound in Falls a soft murmur on th’ uninjur'd ear.htro Thus sitting, and surveying thus at ease and bad The globe and its concerns, I seem advanc'd weak To some secure and more than mortal height, as That lib’rates and exempts me from them It turns submitted to my view, turns round haul With all its generations; I behold

od The tumult, and am still

. The sound of war af 10 Has lost its terrors ere it reaches med vor Grieves, but alarms me not. I mourn the pride' And av'rice, that makes man a wolf to man; Is bm Here the faint echo of those brazen throats, ibor By which he speaks the language of his heart, And sigh, but never tremble at the sound. listol He travels and expatiates, as the bee From flow'r to flow'r, so he from land to land; The manners, customs, policy, of all Pay contribution to the store he gleans; visigord He sucks intelligence in ev'ry clime, And spreads the honey of his deep research At his return—a rich repast for me. He travels, and I too. I tread his deck, ietv Ascend his topmast, through his peering eyes bor Discover countries, with a kindred heart is bort Suffer his woes, and share in his escapes; wollo While fancy, like the finger of a clock, Runs the great circuit, and is still at home. ry

0, Winter, ruler of th' inverted year, Thy scatter'd hair with sleet like ashes fill’d, Thy breath congeald upon thy lips, thy cheeks Fring’d with a beard made white with other snows Than those of age, thy forehead wrapp'd in clouds, A leafless branch thy sceptre, and thy throne bare A sliding car, indebted to no wheels, olingo

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