345 The Loddon flow, with verdant alders crown'd; 349 Hail, facred Peace! hail long expected days, That Thaines's glory to the stars shall raise! Tho' Tyber's ftreams immortal Rome behold, Tho' foaming Hermus fwells with tides of gold, From heav'n itself tho' fev'n-fold Nilus flows, And harvests on a hundred realms beftows; Thefe now no more fhall be the Mufe's themes Loft in my fame, as in the fea their ftreams. Let Volga's banks with iron fquadrons fhine, Ana groves of lances glitter on the Rhine, Let barb'rous Ganges arm a fervile train; Be mine the bleffings of a peaceful reign. No more my fons fhall die with British blood 365 VARIATIONS. VER. 261. Originally thus in the MS. Let Venice boast her Tow'rs amidst the Main, 360 Red Iber's fands, or Ifter's foaming flood: Shall tend the flocks, or reap the bearded grain; 370 Of war or blood, but in the fylvan chace; 375 Project long fhadows o'er the crystal tide. VARIATIONS. VER. 383, etc, were originally thus: Now fhall our feets the bloody Crofs difplay To the rich regions of the rifing day, Or thofe green ifles, where headlong Titan [fteeps Tempt icy feas, etc. NOTES. VER. 376. And Temples rise,) The fifty new Churches. Where clearer flames glow round the frozen Pole; Or under fouthern fkies exalt their fails, Led by new ftars, and borne by spicy gales! 390 For me the balm fhall bleed, and amber flow, The coral redden, and the ruby glow, The pearly fhell its lucid globe infold, And Phoebus warm, the rip'ning ore to gold, 394 The time fhall come, when free as feas or wind And naked youths 399 Our speech, our colour, and our strange attire! Oh ftretch thy reign, fair Peace! from shore to fhore, 'Till Conqueft ceafe, and Slav'ry be no more; 'Till the freed Indians in their native groves 406 VER. 388. where clearer flames glow round the frozen Pole.) The Poet is here recommending the advantages of commerce, and therefore the extremities of heat and cold are not represented in a forbidding manner: as again, Or under fouthern fkies exalt their fails, Let by new stars, and borne by spicy gales. But in the Dunciad, where the michief of Dulnessis described, they are painted in all their inclemencies, See round the Poles, where keener Spangles fhine, Where spices smoke beneath the burning line, VER, 396. Unbounded Thames, etc.). A wish that London may be made a FREE PORT 410 Reap their own fruits, and woo their fable loves, 425 420 Here ceafe thy flight, nor with unhallow'd lays Touch the fair fame of Albion's golden days: The thoughts of Gods let GRANVILLE's verfe recite, And bring the fcenes of op'ning fate to light; My humble Mufe, in unambitious trains, Paints the green forests and the flow'ry plains, Where Peace defcending bids her olives spring, And scatters bleffings from her dove-like wing. Ev'n I more fweetly pafs my careless days, Pleas'd in the filent fhade with empty praife; Enough for me, that to the lift'ning fwains First in these fields I fung the fylvan ftrains. IMITATIONS. VER. 421. Quo, Mufa, tendis? define pervicax. Referre fermones Deorum et Magna modis tenuare parvis. 430 |