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Join'd to good fortune, 'twas our courtier's lot | So, in the daily work she labours at, To serve a prince who ne'er his friends forgot : The swallow toils, and rises with a gnat. Humane, discreet, compassionate, and brave ; It chanc'd as through his groves our monarch Not milder when he lov'd, than when forgave.
stray'd, Gen'rous of promise, punctual in the deed; T enjoy the coolness of a summer shade, Grac'd with more candour than most monarchs Wrapt up in virtuous schemes of means and ends, deed.
To reconcile his foes, or bless his friends, A milkiness of blood bis heart possess'd; He spy'd a figure, which by shape he knew, With grief be punish'd, and with transport in a lone grotto half conceald from view: bless'dii.
Thither the prudent wand'rer had retird, As noblest metals are most ductile found, As modesty and well bred sense requir'd: Great souls with mild compassion most abound. Studions of manners, fearful to intrude The golden dye with soft complacence takes On precious hours of royal solitude. Each speaking lineament th' engraver makes, « Amariel," cry'd the prince, “ I know thee And wears a faithful image for mankind, Invelop'd in the umbrage of a cell: (well, True to the features, truer to the mind : I like thy modesty, with manners fraught; Whilst stubborn iron (like a barren soil
But, as my spirits ask a pause from thought, To lab'ring hinds) eludes the artist's toil; Walk with thy master, and with him inhale To ev'ry stroke ungrateful and unjust,
The cooling freshness of the western gale. Corrodes itself, or hardens into rust.
“ Amariel," added he, and gently smil'd, Good-nature, in the language from abovel), “ This grove's my kingdom, and each tree my Is universal charity and love:
child: Patient of wrongs, and every to strife ; (Forgive the vanity, which thus compares Basis of virtue, and the staff of life!
My self to Cyrus, and his rural cares 17;) Whilst av'rice, private censure, public rage, My ready pencil sketch'd the first design, Are th’ old man's hobby-horse, and crutch of age. These eyes adjusted ev'ry space and line; Party conducts us to the meanest ends ; These hands have fixt th' inoculated shoots, Party made Herod and a Pilate friends 13. Train'd the loose branches, and reform’d the Scoru'd be the bard, and banish'd ev'o from
Happy the monarch of the town and field, Who first immortaliz'd man-killing fools; Where vice to laws, and weeds to culture yield ! Blockheads in council, bloody in command : “My huinan realms a tenfold care demand; Warriors-not of the head, but of the hand; Reluctant is the staple 18 of the land : True brethren of the iron-pated Suedel : Sour are the juices, churlish is the soil, They fight like Ajax, and like Ajax reail. Of rule impatient, and averse to toil.
Of all the great and harmless things below, In vain I cherish, and in vain replace ; [face. Only an elephant is truly so.
Th’ungrateful branch fies back, and wounds my (Thus writes a wills, well known a cent'ry past; Courtiers are like th’ hyena, never tame : Forgotten now; yet still bis fame shall last.) No bounties fix them, and no arts reclaim : Kings have their follies; statesmen have their Frontless they run the muck 19 through thick and arts;
thin ; Wealth spoils the great; beauty ensnares our Not poorer, if they lose ;--and they may win. And wits are doubly dup'd by having parts.
Patriots of their own int’rest, right or wrong : Some have ten times the parts they ought to use; Foes to the feeble, flatt'rers to the strong. “A great wit's greatest work is to refuse 16 !" Stiff complaisance thro' their best homage Never, O bards, the warning voice despise ;
[heads. To add is dang'rous, to retrench is wise.
So turn-soles 20 court the Sun with 'wry-neck'd Poets instead of saying what they could, True as a dial, when their patrons sbine ; Must only say the very thing they should. But blank, if the said patrons pow'r resign. This mighty ETPHKA reserv'd for few, Like good sir Martin 20, when he lost his man, Virgil and Boileau, Pope and Dryden knew. They grieve and get another as they can. (Thus by the way.) Now, Muse, resume thy Yet, (though small real comfort is enjoy'd course;
Where man the ruler is, and men employ'd,) There is no wand'rer like the poet's horse : Of all my friends and servants, you alone Who quits the solid road, and well-beat lanes, Have pleas'd me best, and most reliev'd the (Sick of his track, and punish'd for his pains,)
throne, To mim c galloping on green-swarth plains
17 Xenophont. Oeconomic. c. iv, &c. " “ Bountifulness is a most beautiful garden, 18 The staple of the soil, in an husbandryand mercifulness endureth for ever.”
is the upper earth, which lies within the
Ecclus. reach of the plough and influence of the atmo12 Eudoxia. Matth. ch. ii. v. 14.
sphere. 13 Luke ch. xxii. v. 12.
Thus we call wool, with relation to England, 14 Demir-bash, or iron-headed: a name given a staple commodity. by the Turks to Charles the XIIth of Sweden. 19 Dryden's Hind and Panther.
15 Dr. Donne's Letters in Prose, 129, Lond. 20 The beliotrope, or Sun-Power, called, by 1591.
the Italians, orologio dei cortegiani. 16 Sir John Birkenhead's epistle to Cartwright, 21 Sir Martin Marr-all, in a comedy of Dry1638.
Whatever then my bounty can provide ; " Wretch that I am, unworthy of my breath;
The servant bow'd, and gratitude express'd; An ethnic idol, for delusion made;
Six years were past, when lo, by slow degrees, At Rimmon's shrine no longer will i bow, A fever did his limbs and spirits seize:
But thus to th' all-pow'rful king address my row: Advancing gently, no alarm it makes, [brakes :) “O thou, the only great, and good, and wise, (Like murd'ring Indians gliding through the Ruler of Earth, and monarch of the skies; But, having mark'd her sure approaches well, Thou, whom th' intents of virtuous actions She storms, and nothing can her force repell.
[ease 2: Instant, a liquid fire inflames the blood,
Whose laws are freedom, and whose service Whilst spasms impede the self-refining flood : Whose mercy waits th' offender to the grave, Petechial spots th' approach of Death proclaim, Willing to hear; omnipotent to save ! Redd'ning like comets with vindictive flame; Who ne'er forgot one meritorious deed, Whilst wand'ring talk, and mopings wild, presage Nor left a servant in the bour of need; Moon-struck illusion, and conclude in rage. To mercy and to equity inclin'd; Inevitable Death alarms the heart:
Who mind'st the heart, and tenour of the mind? Nature stands by, and bids her aim the dart. Forgive my errour, and my life restore;
The sick man, stupify'd with fear and woe, Thee will I serve alone, and thee adore ! Had hardly words to speak, or tears to tlow; Farewell Earth's deities and idols all; At length in broken sounds was heard to cry, Moloch and Mammon, Chinn 24, Dagon, Baal: “ Grant me to see my master, e'er I die.” Whose cheinarims 25 tread their fantastic rounds The master came. “ Ah, prince,” Amariel said, O'er Aven's 26 plains, and dance to Tyrian “ Now keep thy promise, and extend thy aid;
sounds. Unfurl my tangled thread of human breath, “Hence,false Astarte 27, who the world suborns, And call me back one year, before my death." Life's lambent meteor glist'ring round her horns.
The prince (for he was wise, and good withall,) Let Thammuz moan his self-inflicted pain, Stood like a statue mortis'd to the wall :
And Sidon's stream run purple to the main. At length recor'ring from amazement, broke “No star of Remp'an 23 shall attract my sight, An awful silence, and thus gravely spoke : Shorn of its beams, and gleaming sickly light: “ Amaricl, sure thy pangs disturb thy brain: Malignant orb! which tempts bewilderd swains The boon you ask is blasphemous and vain : To gulphs, to quicksands, and waste trackless Am I a god, to alter Death's decree?
By theo the false Achitophel was led ; (plains ! That's the prerogative of Heav'n, not me." And Haman 29 dy'd aloft, and made a cloud “ Then,” cry'd Amariel, with an hasty tone,
his bed. “ Gain me a weck, three days, or gain me one." “ From worldly hopes and false dependance “ Impossible!” agen the prince reply'd;
freed, “ Sure thy disease to madness is ally'd : I'll seek po safety from a splinter'd reed; Ask me for riches-freely I resign
Which causes those to fall, who wish to stand; A third, or half, and bid thee make them thine. Or, if it aids the steps, gangrenes the hand 36 Whate'er the world can human greatness call,
“ How vain is all the chymic wealth of pow'r; Pow'r, rank, grants, titles, I'll bestow them all. Sought for an age, and squanderd in an hour ! Then die in peace, or with contentment live, Full late we learn, in sickness, pains, and woe, Nor ask a gift no mortal pow'r can give.” What in high health 'twas possible to know.
With eyes that flash'd with eagerness and fire “ Two ages may have two Elishas seen ; The sick man then propos'd a new desire: Groups of Gehazis 31 choke the space between : “ As Death's dread tyranny has no control, Can you ensure the safety of my soul?
22 Idcirco servi sumus, ut liberi esse possimus. Anxious and doubiful for my future state,
Cicero. I read the danger, but I read too late.”
23 Bishop Jer. Taylor. The prince stood mute; compassion and amaze 24 Chiun, probably from KYNN: Qu. if not Tore bis divided heart ten thousand ways:
Anubis. See also Amos, ch. v, v. 26. 1 Kings, And, having rightly weigh'd the sick man's ch. xi, v, 32. pray'r,
25 For the chemarims of Baal, see Hosea, ch. Thus he reply'd in sorrow and despair:
X. v. 5, in Marg. 2 Kings, ch, xxiji, v. 5. “Salvation of the soul by grace is giv'n;
Hosea, ch, X, V, 8. Plains of Aven. Unalienable is the grace of fleav'n.
Amos, ch. i. v. 5. I tremble at the rash request you make,
27 Perhaps the same as Astaroth, or Venus the Which is not miue to grant, or yours to take." goddess of the Sidonians. Amariel then, with disappointment spent,
28 Acts, cb. viii. v. 43. Turn'd from his prince in mournful discontent, 29 Esther, ch. vii. v. 9. And, lifting up to Heav'n his hands and eyes, 30 Isaiah, ch. xxxvi, v. 6. Thus in a flood of tears obtests the skies:
31 2 Kings, ch. v, V. 20.
Who live unthinking, and obdurate die, Bad hards, worse critics !—Thus we multiply
Made Paladins—but not an host entire 9.
store ;In vineyards, farms, and all-compelling geld. Most wits, like misers, always covet more. Others (still weaker) set their truth to sale Leave me, lov'd bard, instructor of my youth, For a more sound, and cut off Heav'n's entail: Leave me the sounds of verse, and voice of truth; 15hilst he, who vever fails his imps, supplies So when Elias dropp'd his mantle, ran Prompt treachery, and fresh-created lies.
Elisha, and a prophet's life began 4'. Time-serrers are at ev'ry man's command Add, that the Muses, nurst in various climes, For loaves and fish on Dalmanutha's strand 34" Yield diff'rent produce, and at diff'rent times,
He spoke: and, with a flood of tears oppress’d, Italian plants, in nature's hot-bed plac'd, Gave anguish vent, and felt a moment's rest. Bear fruits in spring, and riot into waste. Heav'n with compassion heard the sick man French flow'rs less early, (and yet early,), blow; grieve;
Their pertness is a green-house from the snow, And Hezekiah gain'd the wish'd reprieve 35. Cold northern wits demand a longer date; Once more his blond with equal pulses flow'd, Our genius, like our climate, ripens late. And health's contentment on his visage glow'd. The fancy's solstice is at forty o'er, Places and honours he with joy resigh’d; The tropic of our judgment sees three-score, (Peace-off'rings to procure a tranquil mind 36 !) Thus summer codlings yield a poignant draught, Gave all his ciches to the sick and poor,
Which frisks the palate, but ne'er warms the And made one patriarch-farm his only store.
cast,) To groves and brouks our new Elijah ran, Rough cackagées, (four months behind them Far from the monster world, and traitor mai). Take all bad weathers, and through autumn last: Thus he surviv'd the teinpest of the day, Mellow'd from wild austerity, at length And ev'ning-sunshine shot a glorious ray. They taste like nectar, and adopt its strength. Diseases, sickness, disappointments, sorrow, All lend us comfort, whilst they seein to borrow.
Here I might paint him in a life retir'd,
THE ENCHANTED REGİON:
OR, MISTAKEN PLEASURES.
The mistress of witchcrafts. Ne, humble Prudence whispers37 to give o'er.
Nahum, ch. iii, v. 4. A safe retreat ; plann'd and perform'd with care, Draw near hither, ye sons of the sorceress. Stands for a vict'ry in poetic war.
Isaiah, ch, lvii, v. 3. So when the warbling lark has mounted high According to their pasture, so were they filled : With upright' Aight, and gain'd upon the sky, they were filled, and their heart was exalted : Grown giddy, she contracts her flick'ring wings: Therefore they have forgotten me. Thrids her descending course in spiral rings,
Hosea, ch, xiii, v. 6. Less’ning her voice; but to the ground she sings; Resolving, on a more auspicious day,
39 An answer inade by Boccace, when it was Higher to mount, and chant a better lay 3.8. How few can still their reader's minds en objected to him, that some of his novels had not gage?
the spirit of the rest. One Pope is the slow child-birth of one age.
40 Amongst Mr. Pope's great intellectual abi, Others write verses, but they write unblest;
lities, good sense was his most distinguishing Some few good lines stand sponsors for the rest: character: for he knew precisely, and as it were They miss wit's depth, and on the surface skim; by a sort of intuition, what he had power to do, (He who seeks pearls, must dive, as well as and what he could not do. swim.)
He often used to say, that for ten years toge
ther he firmly resisted the importunity of friends 32 Ibid. v, olt.
and flatterers, when they solicited him to under33 “ They pull off the robe with the garment.” take a translation of Virgil after Dryden. Nor Mic. ch. ii, v. 8.
did he ever mistake the extent of his talents, but 34 Mark ch. viji, v. 10,
in the following trivial instance; and that was, 35 2 Kings, ch. xx.
when he writ his Ode to Music on St.Cecilia's day, 36 Tranquil mind. Shakespeare.
induced perhaps by a secret ambition of rivalling 39 Me, mea Calliope, cura leviore vagantem,
the inimitable Dryden. In which case, if be Jam revocat, parvoque jubet decurrere gyro.
hath not exceeded the original, (for there is alColumell. de Hortis, L. 10. ways some advantage in writing first) he hath at nostra fatiscit,
least surpassed (and perhaps ever will surpass) Laxaturque chelys: vires instigat, alitque;
those that come after him, and attempt to make Tempestiva quies ; major post otia virtus.
the same experiment. Sylv. L, 4. 2 Kings, ch. ii.
But cover'd half with ivy-walls; Empty, illusory life,
There, where Eusebio 9 rais'd a shrine,
Where Reiga's tumbling torrent falls 'e.
Compar'd with thee, how dimly shows
Poor Anacreon's life-less rose?
What is Homer's plant 'l to thee?Erring happiness beguiles
In vain the Mantuan poet try'd The wretch that strays o'er Circe's isles;
To paint Amellus' starry 12 pride,
Emblem of wit's futility!
Men saw, alas, and knew not thee,
Mystic evangelic tree!
Thou hadst no charms for paynim-eyes; Louring in the groves of death
Till, guided by the lamp of Heav'n, Yew-trees breathe funereal breath,
To chaste Urania pow'r was giv'n
To see, t'admire, and moralize.
All beauteous flow'r, whose centre glows
With studs of gold; thence streaming flows.
Ray-like effulgence. Next is seen Earth fallacious herbagel yields,
A rich expanse of varying hue, And deep in grass its influence shields;
Enfring'd with an empurpled-blue, Acrid juices, scent annoying ;
And streak’d with young Pomona's green 13, Corrosive crow-feet choke the plains, And hemloc strip'd with lurid stains,
High o'er the pointal, deck'd with gold, And luscious mandrakes, life-destroying.
(Emblem mysterious to behold,) Gaudy bella-donna« blowing,
2 The baron De Bottoni. Or with glossy berries glowing,
10 This alludes to a well-known fact in the Lures th’ unwise to témpt their doom:
dutchy of Carniola, where the present ode was Love's apples masks the fruit of death;
written. Sick hen-bane murders with her breath,
About the year 1675, a nobleman was riding Actua6 with an harlot's bloom.
at night upon a road wbich goes near the edge of One plant ? alone is wrapt in shade;
the precipice here mentioned. Mistaking his Few eyes its privacy invade;
way (and that for a few steps only) his horse Plant of joy, of life, and health !
stopped short, and refused to go on ; upon which More than the fabled lotos fam'd
the rider, who in all probability was heated with Which (tasted once) mankind reclaim'd
liquor, (otherwise he ought to have known the
precipice better, it being not far from his own From parents, country, pow'r, and wealth 8.
castle) lost both his temper and prudence, and On yonder Alp I see it rise,
spurred the horse with great anger; upon which
the poor beast took a desperate leap, intending, Aspiring to congenial skies,
as was imagined, to have reached another angle
of the precipice on the same side which the road 1 " Art thou arrived to maturity of life? Look lay. The horse fell directly into the torrent, back and thou shalt see the frailty of thy youth, two or three hundred feet beneath, and was burthe folly of thy childhood, anl the senseless dis-ried away with such rapidity that the body was sipation of thy infancy !-- Look forward and
The nobleman was discovered thou shalt behold the insincerity of the world
next day in an opening of the rock, about half and cares of life, the diseases of thy body and
way down, where a few bushes grew; and, as the troubles of thy mind.” Annon. Vet.
the saddle was found not far from him, it was “ In this world death is every-where, grief supposed that the horse, by the violence of the every-where, and desolation every-where. The effort he made, burst the saddle-girths. The world flieth us, and yet we follow it; it falleth, rider lived many years after this wonderful esand we adhere to it, and fall with it, and at- cape, and, out of gratitude to God, erected a tempt to enjoy it falling."
beautiful chapel on the edge of the precipice, de.. St. Gregor. Hom.
dicated (if I mistake not) to St. Anthony of It is remarked, that birds adorned with rich Padua. plumage, as peacocks, parrots, &c. have, gene
I made a drawing of the chapel, precip'ee, rally speaking, unmusical voices.
torrent, and nobleman's castle; of which a copy fallax herba venepi. Virg.
was taken afterwards by the celebrated drafts. * The bella-donna lily, or deadly-shade. man Visentini, at Venice, in 1750. (Atropa Linnæi.)
"Moly. Homer's Odyssey, I. XI, v. 305. 5 Amomum Plinii.
12 Aster Atticus, or (purple Italian) star-wort. Actæa; berb Christopher.
Georg. IV, v. 271. 7 The passion-flower.
13 Alluding to that particular species of green • See Homer's Odyssey, L IX, v. 94, &c.
called by the French pomme-verte, or apple green.
A radiant c.oss its form expands ;
Deceiving none, by none ensnar'd, Its opening arms appear t’ embrace
O Paraclete 17, be thou my guard, The whole collective human race,
Patron of ev'ry just endeavour! Refuge of all men in all lands!
The cross of Christ is man's reward 18:
No heights obstruct, no depths retard ;
EULOGIUS; OR, THE CHARITABLE No joys seduce, no cares molest.
AN HISTORICAL FABLE. Like Tobit (when the band, approv'd By Heav'n, th'obstructing films remov'd 16) TAKEN FROM THE GREEK OF PAULUS SYLLOGUS, I now see objects as I ought: Ambition's lo bideous; pleasure vain; Av'rice 16 is but a blockhead's gain,
Nos, vilis turba, caducis Possessing all, bestowing nuught.
Deservire bonis, semperque optare parati,
Spargimur in casus. Stat. Sylvæ, L. II. Passions and frauds surround us all, Their empire is reciprocal:
God gives us what he knows our wants require, Shun their blandishments and wiles;
And better things than those which we desire. Riches but serve to steel the heart;
Dryd. Palam. & Arc. Want has its meanness and its art;
Give me neither poverty nor riches; feed me Health betrays, and strength beguiles.
with food convenient for me: Lest I be full
and deny thee, and say, Who is the Lord ? In highest stations spares misguide;
Or lest I be poor and steal, and take the name Midst solitude they nurture pride,
of my God in vain. Agur's Prayer. Breeding vanity in knowledge;
Prov. ch. XXX, v. 8, 9. A poison in delicious meat, Midst wines a fraud, midst mirth a cheat, In courts, in cabinet, and college.
INTRODUCTION. The toils are fix!, the sportsmen keen:
Permit me, Stanhope', as I form'd thy youth Abroad unsafe, betray'd within,
To classic taste and philosophic truth, Whither, O mortal! art thou flying?
Once more, thy kind attention to engage, Thy resolutions oft are snares,
And, dying, leave thee comfort for old-age; Thy doubts, petitions, gifts, and pray'rs;- This hist’ry may eternal truths suggest:Alas, there may be snares in dying !
I've seen thee learned, and would leave thee
One grain of piety avails us more [blest! 14“ My heart is a vain and wandering heart, Than Prussia's Jaurels, or Potosi's store.
How blindly to our misery we run; [done! whenever it is led by its own determinations. It is busy to no purpose, and occupied to no end, Dup'd by false hopes, and by our pray’rs unwhenever it is not guided by divine influence: it
We want, we wish, we change, we change agen;
Yet know not how to ask, nor what, nor when. seeketh rest and findeth none: it agreeth not with itself: it alters resolutions, changeth judgment; They know they have a road, but miss their way;
Just misled by liquor, drunkards stray, frames new thoughts, and suppresses old ones;
Th' existence of their bome admits no doubt; pulls down every thing, and re-buildeth nothing; in short, it never continueth in the same state."
Th’ uncertainty-is where to find it out %. St. Bernard. Meditat. “Seest thou the luminary of the greater
17 ΠΑΡΑΚΛΗΤΟΣ: The Comforter; the world in the highest pitch of meridian glory; Holy Spirit. John, ch. xiv, v. 16--26. where it continueth not, but descends in the Dryden first introduced the word Paraclete same proportion as it ascended? Look next and into the English language, in his translation of consider if the light of this lower world is more the Hymn Veni Creator Spiritus: as also in his permanent? Continuance is the child of Eter
Britannia Rediviva : nity, and not of Time.” Ex. Vet. Ascet.
Last solemn Sabbath saw the church attend; is Tobit, ch. iii, v. 17.
The Paraclete in fiery pomp
descend. 16 “ All vices wax old by age: covetousness | But, when his wond'rous octave roll'd again (and ambition) alone grow young.".
Ex. Vet. Ascet.
18 Rom. ch. viii, v. 39.
Philip Stanhope, esq. late member of par“ Why are earth and ashes proud ? There is liament for St. German's in Cornwall, and at pot a more wicked thing than a covetous man:
present envoy extraordinary to the court of for such an one setteth his own soul to sale, be- Dresden and the circle of Lower Saxony, &c. cause, while he liveth, he casteth away his
The natural son of lord Chesterfield, to whom his bowels;" i. e. is a stranger to compassion. celebrated letters were addressed. Ecclus. ch. x, v. 9. % Væ temporiilliquando non deum cognovimus!
August. Soliloq. c. 31.