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Beattie 3

Langhorne 39 Bishop Percy 63

HE Owen of Carron Hermit of Warkworth Sir Eldred of the Bower Bleeding Rock Lucy and Colin, William and Margaret Edwin and Emma Hermit Traveller Deserted Village Haunch of Venison Retaliation Supplement to Retaliation Jupiter and Mercury Jeu d'Esprit

Moore 109

ditto 135 Tickell 145 Mallet 149

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ditto 199 Cumberland 2017

Garrick 211 Dean of Derry 213

Fox 223


Fitzpatrick 217 Verses sent to a young Lady with the new edition of Shakespeare

Carlisle 221 Verfcs on Mrs. Crewe Rhapsody on Taste

Carlise 225 Elegy written in the Garden of a Friend Mason 227 Elegy written in a Country Church Yard

Gray 231 Elegy on Captain Cook

Seward 237 Death of Alico

Edwards 249 Monody to the Memory of Lady Lyttleton

Lyttleton 251 Verres making Part of an Epitaph on the same Lady

ditte 751 Monody on Major Andrej Bequard 263 Ode to John Howard, Esq;

Hayley 381

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H! who can tell how hard it is to climb

The steep where Fame's proud temple shinesafar!
Ah! who can tell how many a soul sublime
Has felt the influence of malignant ftar,
And wag d with. Fortune an eternal war!
Check'd by the scoff of Pride, by Envy's frown,
And Poverty's unconquerable bar,

In life's low vale remote has pined alone,
Then dropt into the grave, unpitied and unknown!

II. And yet, the languor of inglorious days, Not equally oppreffive is to all. Hins who ne'er listen’d to the voice of praise, The filence of neglect can ne'er appal. There are, who, deaf to mad Ambition's call, Wou'd shrink to hear th'obftreperous trump of Fame; Supremely bleft if to their portion Call

Health, competence, and peace. Nor higher aim Had He, whose fimple tale these artless lines pros III. This fapient age disclaims all claffic lore; Elfe I thould here in cunning phrase display, How forth THE MINSTREL fared in days of yore, Right glad of heart, though homely in array ; ; His waving locks and beard all hoary grey : And, from his bending shoulder, decent hung His harp, the fole companion of his way,

Which to the whilling wind responfive rung: And ever as he went some merry lay lie sung.

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IV. Trèt not yourselves, ye filken sons of pride, That a poor wanderer Mould inspire my ttrain, The mufes fortune's fickle smile deride, Nor ever bow the knee in Mammon's fane ; Tif their delights are with the village train, Whom nature's law's engage, and nature's charms : They hate the sensual, and {corn the vain ;

The parasite their influence never warms, Nor him whose fordid soul the love of wealth alarms.

V. Though richest hues the peacock's plumes adorn, Vet horror fereams from his discordant throat. Rife, fons of harmony, and hail the mori, While warbling larks on rullet pinions float ; Or seek at noon the woodland scene remote, Where the grey linnets carol from the hill. O let them ne'er with artificial note,

To please a tyrant, ftrain the litile bill, But sing what heaven inspires, and wander where they


Liberal, not lavish, is kind nature's hand;
Nor was perfection inade for man below.
Yet all hier schemes with nicest art are plann'd,
Good counteracting ill, and gladness wo.
With gold and.gems if Chilian mountains glowing

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