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Adjusted to the mutual main, and taught

Why now the mighty mafs of water swells

Relistless, heaving on the broken rocks,

And the full river turning, till again

The ticé revertive, unattracted, leaves 55 SIR ISAAC NEWTON.

A yellow waste of idle sands behind.

Then breaking hence, he took his ardent fight Inferibed to the

Thro' the blue infinite, and every star

Which the clear concave of a winter's night

Pours on the eye or astronomic tube,

Far-stretching, snatches from the dark abyss, SIR ROBERT WALPOLE. 5.3: Or such as further in succeffive skies

To Fancy shine alone, at his approach HALL the great foul of Newton "quit this Blaz'd into suns, the living centre each earth

Of an harmonious system; all combin’d, Te mingle with his stars, and every Muse, And ruld unerring, by that single power Attonith'd into filence, shún the weight

Which draws the stone projected to the ground. Of honours due to his illustrious name?

O anprofuse Magoificence divine ! But what can man! E'en now the sons of Light, sjo Wisdom truly perfe&t! thus to call In strains high warbled to seraphic lyre;

From a few causes such a scheme of things, 70 Hail his arrival on the coast of bliss.

Effests fo. various, beautiful, and great, Yei am not I deterr'd, tho' high the theme, An universe complce ! and, o belov'd And sung to liarps of angels; for with you, Of Heaven! whofe well-purg'd penetrative eyeEthereal Flames ! ambitious, I aspire 10 The mystic veil transpiercing, inly scann'd In Nature's general symphony to join.

The riling, moving, wide-establish'd frame.

75 And what new wonders can ye show your guer? He, firit of men, with awful wing pursu'd Who, while on this dim fwt, where mortals toil, The Comet thro' the long elliptic curve, Clouded in duft, from Motion's finple laws As round innumerous worlds he wound his way, Could trace the secret hand of Providence, 15

Till to the forehead of our evening iky Wido-working thro'this universal frame. Return'd, the blazing wonder glares anew, 80

Have ye not liken'd while he bound the Sans And o'er the trembling nations fhakes dilmay. And Planets to their spheres ! th' unequal talk The heavens are all his own, from the wild rule Of human-kind till then. Oft had they rotild 0! whirling vortices and circling spheres O'er erring man the year, and oft' disgrac'd 20 To their first great fimplicity reitor'd. The pride of schools, before their course was The Schools attonith'd stood, but found it vain known

To combat ftill with demonstration strong, Full in its causes and effects to him,

And, unawaken'd, dream beneath the biaze All-piercing fage! who fat not down, and dream'd of Truth. sc once their pleasing visions Hed, Romantic Ichenies, defended by the din

With the gay shadows of the morning inix'd, Of specious words and tyranny of names, 23

When Newton rose, our philosophic lần. 90 But, bidding his amazing Mind attend,

Th'acrial flow of Sound was known to him, And with heroic Patience years on yeara

From whence it firti in wavy circles breaks, Deep-searching, faw at lait the System dawn, Till the couch'd organ takes the meilage in. And shine, of all his race, on him alone. Nor could the darting beam of Speed immenso What were his raptures then: how purc! how Hilsape hia iwift pursuit and measuring eye. strong!

30 E'on Light itfell, which every thing displays, And what the triumphs of old Greece and Rome, Shone undiicover'd, till his brighter mind By his diminish'd, but the pride of boys

Unwilled all the thining robe of day : : In some small fray victorious! when, instead And, from the whitening undistinguish'd blaze Of thatter'd parcels of this earth ulurp'd Collecting every ray into his kind,

100 By violence unmaniy, and (ore deeds


To the charm d cye educ'd the gorgeous train Of crucity and blood, Nature herself

Of parcut-calours. First the flanning Red Stood all subdu'd by him, and open laid

Sprung visid forth ; the tawny Orange next; Her every latent glory to his view.

And next delicious Yellow; by whole fide All intellectual eye! our solar round

Fell che kind beams of all-refreshing Green: First gazing thro', he, by the blended power 401 Then the pure Blue, that swells autumnal skies, of Gravitation and Projection, faw

Ethereal play'd; and then, of sadder hue, The whole in filent harmony revolve;

Emery'd the deepened Indico, as when
From unallifted vision hid, the Moons,

The Heavy-ikirted evening droops with frost;
To cheer remoter planets numcrous form’d, While che last gleamings of refracted light
By him in all their mingled tracts were seen, 45 Dy'd in the fainting Violet away.
He also fix'd our wandering Queen of Night, There, when the clouds distil the rosy shower,
Whether the wanes into a scanty orb,

Shine out distinct aduwn the war'ry bow,
Or, waxing broad, with her pale fadowy light, While o'er our heads the dewy vision bends
In a soft deluge overflows the fky.

Delightful, melting on the fields beneath. Her cvery motion clear-difeerning, he 50. Myriads of mingling dyes from these relult,





And myriads still remain; infinite fource Be shed for him. The virgin in her bloom
Of beauty, ever-flufing, ever-new!

Cut off, the joyous youth, aud darling child,
Did ever poet image aught so fair,

These are the tombs that claim the tender tear Dreaming in whispering groves by the hoarse And elegiac fong: but Newton cells 180 brook!

For other notes of gratulation high, Or prophet, to whose rapture Heaven defcends ! That now he Wanders thro' those endless world.:,

121 He here so well descried, and wandering talks, E'en now the setting fun and shifting clouds, And hymns their Author with his glad compeers. Seen, Greenwich, from thy lovely heights, declare O Britain's boast! whether with angels thou How juft, how beauteous the refractive law.

185 The noiseless tide of time, all bearing down 125 Sitteft in dread discourse, or fellow-blest, To vaft cternity's unbounded sea,

Who joy to see the honour of their kind; Where the green ihands of the happy shine, Or whether, mounted on cherubic wing, He stemm'd alone, and to the source (involv'd Thy twist career is with the whirling webs, Deep in primeval gloom) ascending, rais'd Comparings things with things, in rapture loft, His lights at equal distances, to guide 130

190 Historian, wilderd on his darksome way. And grateful adoration, for that light

But who can number up his labours? who So plenteous ray'd into thy mind below, His high discoveries ing when but a few From Light himself; oh! 'look with picy down Of the deep-fludying race can ftretch their minds on human-kind, a frail, erropeous race.! To what he knew? In Fancy's lighter thought, Exalt the spirit of a downward world! 195

135'er thy dejected Country chief preside, How fall the Muse then grasp the mighty thenie? And be her Genius calld! her Audies raise,

What wonder, thence, that his devocios fwellid Correet her mapners, and inspire her youth: Refpontive ro liis knowledge! For could he, For, tho' depiav'd and sunk, the brought thee, Whofc piercing niental eje difusive saw

forth, The finish'd university of things

140 And glories in thy name ; she points thee out 200 In all its order, magnitude, and parts,

To all her fons, and bids them eye thy far; Forbear incessant to adore that Power

While in expectance of the second life, Who fills, fuftains, and actuates the whole ? When time fhall be no more, thy facred dust

Say, ye. who best can tell, ye happy few ! Sleeps with her kings, and diguifies the (cene.
Who saw him in the softeft lights of life,
All unwithheld, indulging to his friends
The vaft unborrow'd treasures of his mind,
On, Speaks the wondrous Man! how inild, how

How greatly humble, how divinely good;
How firm eitablib'doa eternal truth; 150
Fervent in doing well, with every nerve

Seill preiling on, forgetful of the past,
Aud panting for perfection; far above
Those little cares and visionary joys
That so perplex the fond impailion'd heart

The Right Honourable
Of ever-cheated, ever-rufting man.

And you, ye hopeless, gloomy-minded Tribe ! THE LORD TALBOT, You who, unconscious oi chofe nobler flights That reach impatient al in niortal life,

Against the prime endearing privilege 160
Of being dare contend, 12 y, can a soul

Of fuch extendive, deep, 11cmendous powers,
Enlarging till, be bui a livier breath

THILE, with the public, you, my Lord, Of spirits dancing thro' their tubes a while,

And then for ever lost in vacant air? 165 A friend and father lost, permit the Mufe,
Bue hark! mechinks i hear a warning voice, The Mufe aflign'd of old a double theme,
Solemn as vten lom:c awful change

To praife dead worth, and humble living pride, s Sound thro' the world. Tis done. The meaWhole generous talk legins where int'reit ends : “ turc's full;

Permit her on a 'Talbot's tomb to lay " And I relgh my charge."-Yc mouldering This cordial verse fincerc, by Truch inspir'd, Stones!

Which means not to bestow, but borrow fame. That build the lowering pyramid, the proud 190 Yes, the may sing his matchless virtues now Triumphal arch, the monument effac'd

Unhappy that the may.---But where begin? By ruthlefs suin, and white'er fupports

How from the diamond single out each ray, The worshipp'd name of hoar Antiquity, Where all, tho' trembling with ten thousand hues, Down to the dust! what grandeur can ye boast, Effuse one dazzling undivided light? While Newton lists his column to the skies, 175 Let the low-mimded of these narrow days Beyond the watte of time? Let no weak deep I No more prefame to deem the lofey cale IS









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Of human-kind. For that he, fervent, felt Romance. In Talbot we united law

The throb of patriots when they model fares; 89 The piercing eye, the quick-enlighțen'd soul..... Anxious for that, por needsul Deep could hold The graceful case, the flowing tongue of Greece, His still-awakça'd soul ; nor friends had charnis Join'd to the virtues and the force of Rome. - 20"To ftcal, with plealing guile, one uscful hour;

Feernal Wisdom, that all-quick’ning fun, Toil knew no languor, no attraction joy. Whence every lisc, in just proportion, draws Thus with uewearied steps, by Virtue led,

8; Directing light, and actuating fiame,

He gaind the summit of that Sacred hill Ne'er with a larger portion of its beanis Where, rais'd above black Envy's dark'ning cloads, Awaken’d mortal clay. Hence steady, calm, 25 | Her spotless temple lifçs its radiant front. Diffusive, deep, and clear, his reason faw, Jie tam'd, victorious Ravagers no more; With instantaneous view, the truth of things; Vanish, ye human Comets ! Arink your blaze, go Chief what to human life and human bliss Yc that your glory to your terrors owe, Percains, that noblest science, fit for man; As o'er the gazing desolated carth And hence, responsive to his linowledge, glow'd Ye scatter famine, pettilence, and war!

..30 Vanish before this vernal fun of Fame : His ardent virtue. Ignorance and vice, 'Effulgen: sweetpess! beaming life and joy. 95 In coufort foul agree, each heightening cach, How the heart liften'd while he pleading spoke! While virtue draws from knowledge brighter fire. While on the enlighten'd mind, with winning art, What grand, what comely, of what tender His gentle reason so persuasive stole, Tense,

That the charm'd hearer thought it was his own. What talent, or shat virtue, was not his ? 35 Ah! when, ye ftudious of the laws! again What that can render man or great or good, Shall fuch enchaațing lessons bless your car?. Cive useful worth or amiable grace?

When shall again the darkest truths, perplext, Nor could be brook in studious fhade, to lie, Be fet in ainple day! when shall the harsh In fost retirement, indolently, pleas'd

And arduous open into finiling ease ?, With fellith peace, The Siren of the wise, 40| The solid mix with elegant delight?

105 (Who steals th' Aonian song, and in thc Shape His was the calent, with the purest light of Virtue wooes them from a worthlefs world,) At once to pour convidion on the foul, Tho' deep he felt her charms, could never melt And warm with lawful flame th' impasion'd His trenuous fpirit, recollected, calm

heart. As filent Night, yet active as the day. 45 That dangerous gift with him was safely lodg'd The more the bold, the bustling, and the bad, By Heaven. He, facred to his country's cause, Press to usurp the reins of power, the more Behoves it Virtue, with indignant zeal, To trampled Want and Worth, to suffering Right, To check their combination. Shall low views To the lone Widow's and her Orphan's woesig Qi sneaking int'relt, or luxurious vice, 50 Reserv'd the mighty charm. With equal brow, The villain's passions, quicken more to toil, Despising then the smiles or frowns of Power, And dare a livelier vigour thro' the soul, He all that noblett eloquence effasid, IIS Than those that, mingled with our truelt good, Which generaus pallion, taught by reason, breaches: With present honour, and immortal lane Then spoke the nian, and over barren Art Involve the good of all? An empty form 55 Prevail'd abundant Nature. Freedom chen Is the weak virtue that amid the Shade

His client was, Humanity and Truth. Lainenting lies, with future schemes anius'd, Plac'd on the seat of justice, there he reign'd While Wickedness and Folly, kindred powers, Confound the world. A Talbot's, different far, In a superior sphere of cloudless day, Sprung ardent into action, that disdain'd 60 A pure intelligence. No tumult there, To lose in death-like floth one pulse of life No dark emotion, no intemp'race heat, That might be fav'd; disdain'd, for coward Ease No pallion e'er disturb'd the clear serene And her insipid pleasures, to resign

That round him {pread. A zeal for right alone, The prize of glory, the keen (weets of toil,

125 And ikose high joys that teach the truly great 65 The love of justice, like the steady fun, To live for others, and for others die.

its equal ardour lent; and sometimes rais'd
Larly, behold! he breaks benign on life. Againit the sons of Violence, of Pride,
Not breathing more beneficenco, the Spring And bold Deceit, his indignation gleam'd,
Leads in her swelling train the gentle Airs; Yet still by fober dignity restrain d.
While gay, behind her, smiles the kindling walle As intuition quick, he snatch'd the truth,

70 Yet with progressive patience, Itep by step,
Of ruffian stornis and winter's lawless rage. Self-diffident, or to the flower kind,
In him Altræa, to this dim abode

He thro' the maze of falsehood trac'd it on, of ever-wandering men, return'd again; Till, at the last, evolvid, it full appear’d, .135 To bless them his delight, to bring them back, And e'en the loser own'd the just decrce. From thorny error, from unjoyous wrong, 75 But when, in fenates, he, to freedom firm, Into the paths of kind primcvai faith,

Enlighten'd freedom, plann'd falubrious laws, Of happiness and justice. All his parts,

His various learning, his wide knowledge, then, His vircues all, collected, Tought che good His ir fight decp into Britannia's weal, 140




Spontaneous seem'd from fimple sense to flow, And where the plain unguarded foul is seen.
And the plain patriot smooth'd the brow of law. There, with that truest greatnefs he appear'd, 205
No specious (well, no frothy pomp of words, Which thinks not of appearing; kindly veil'd
Fell on the cheated ear: no sudy'd maze In the soft graces of the friendly scene,
Of declamation, to perplex the right, 145 Inspiring social confidence and ease :
He darkening threw around: falc in itself, As free the converse of the wile and good,
In its own force, all powerful Reason spoke ; As joyous, disentangling every power,

While on the great, the ruling point, at once And breathing mix'd improvement with delight,
He stream'd decisive day, and show'd it vaig As when amid the various-bloffom'd spring,
To lengthen farther out the clear debate. 150 Or gentle-beaming autumn's pensive made,
Conviction breathes conviction; to the heart, The philosophic mind with Nature talks.
Pour'd ardent forth in eloquence unbid, Say ye, his Sons! his dear Remains! with whom
The heart attends; for let the venal try

215 Their every hard’ning stupifying art,

The father laid superfluous state afide, Truth must prevail, zeal will enkindle zeal, 155 Yet rais'd your filial duty thence the more, And Nature, skilful touch'd, is honeit ftill. With friendship rais'd it, with esteem, with love.

Behold him in the councils of his prince, Beyond the tics of blood, oh! fpeak the joy, What faithful light he lends! How rare, in courts, The pure lerene, the cheerful wisdom mild, 220 Such wisdom'! such abilities! and, join'd

The virtuous fpirit, which his vacant hours, To virtue so determin'd, public zeal,/ 160 In 'semblance of amusement, thro' the breast And honour of such adamantime proof,

Infus'd. And thou, O Rundle! * lend thy frain, As d'en Corruption, hopeless, and o'eraw'd, Thou darling frierid ! thou brother of his soul! Durst not have tempted! Yet of manners mild, In whom the head and heart their stores unite; And winning every heart, he knew to please,

225 Nobly to please ; while equally the scorn'd 165 Whatever fancy paints, Invention pours, Or adulation to receive or give.

Judgment digests, the well-tun'd bolom feels, Happy the state where wakes a ruling eye Truth natural, moral, or divine, has taught, Of such inspection keen, and general care! The Virtues dictate, or the Muses fing. Eeneath a guard fo vigilant, fo pure;

Lend me the plaint which to the lonely main, Toil may relign his careless lead to relt, 170

23 And ever-jealous Freedom ficep in peace.

With Memóry converfing, you will pour, Ah! loft untimely! loft in downward days! As on the pebbled fhore you, .pensive, Itray, And many a patriot counsel with him lott! Where Derry's mountains a bleak crescent form, Counsels that might have humbled Britain's foe, And mid their ample round receive the waves, Her native foe, from eldest time by Fate 175 That, from the frozen Pole resounding, rafh 235 Appointed, as did once a Talbot's arms.

Impetuous. Tho' from native sunshine driven, Let Learning, Arts, let universal Worth, Driven from your friends, the funshine of the foot, Lament a patron loft, a friend atid judge. By slanderous Zeal, and politics infirm, Unlike the sons of Vanity, that, veil'd

Jealous of worth, yet will you bless your lot, Beneath the patron's prostituted name, 180 Vet will you triumph in your glorious fate, 240 Dare facrifice a worthy man to pride,

Whence Talbot's friendship glows to future tinics, ..nd flush confusion o'ir an honest cheek. Intrepid, warm ; of kindred tempers born; d'hen he conferr'd a grace, it seen'd a debt Nurs’d, by experience, into flow esteem, which he to merit, to the public, paid,

Calm confidence unbounded, love not blind, And to the great all-bounteous Source of good. And the sweet light froni mingled minds disclos'd,

185 From mingled chymnic oils as bursts the fire. 246 His sympathising heart itself receiv'd

I, too, remember well that cheerful bowl The generous obligation he bestow'd.

Which round his table flow'd. The serious there This, this indeed, is patronising worth. Mix'd with the sportive, 'with the learn'd the Their kind protector him the Mules own,

plain; 2ut fcorn with noble pride the boasted aid 199 Mirth foften'd wisdon, candour temper'd mirth, uf tasteless Vanity's insulting hiri'..

250 she gracious stream that cheers the letter'd worid, and wit its honey lent, without the sting, di not rhe noisy gist of fuminer's noon,

Not simple Nature's unaffected fons, Thors sudden current from her naked root The blameless Indians, round their forest cheer, Walhes the little foil which yet remain'd, 195 In sunny lawn or shady covert fet, ound only more deje&ts the blufting Howers : Hold more unspotted converle; nor of old, 253 ito, 'tis the foft-descending dew's at eve, Rome's awful consuls, her dictator-swains, The filent treasures of the vernal year,

As on the product of their Sabine farms indulging deep their stores the stall night long, They far'd, with stricter virtue fed the foul: Till, with returning morn, the freshen'd world Nor yet in Athens, at an Attic meal,

200 Where Socrates presided; fairer truth, 260 1. fragrance all, all beauty, joy, and fong. More elegant humanity, more grace,

Still let ne view him in the pleasing light fe prizate ifa, where poiny forgets to glare, * Dr. Rundle, late Bishop of Derry in Ireland.

Wit more refin'd, or deeper science, reign'd. With joyful pride, Britannia's blameless boast.

But, far beyond the little vulgar bounds Ah! who is he that with a fonder eye of family, or friends, or native land,

Meets thine enraptur'd ?-?Tis the best of sons ! By just degrees, and with proportion'd flame, 265

325 Extended his benevolence; a friend

The best of friends !-Too soon is realiz'd To human-kind, to parent Nacure's works. That hope which once forbade thy tears to flow ! Of frec access, and of engaging grace,

Meanwhile the kindred fouls of every land, Such as a brother to a brocher owes,

(Howe'er divided in the fretful days He kept an open judging ear for all, 270 Of prejudice and error) mingled now, 330 And fpread an open countenance, where smil'd In one selected never-jarring state, The fair effulgence of an open heart;

Where God himself their only monarch reigns, While on the rich, the poor, the high, the low, Partake the joy; yet, fuch the sense that ftill With equal ray, his ready goodness Thone : Remains of earthly woes, for us below, For nothing human foreign was to hims 275 And for our loss, they drop a pitying tear. 335

Thus to a dread inhcritance, my Lord, But cease, presumptuous Muse! nor vainly ftrive And hard to be supported, you succeed; To quit chis cloudy sphere that binds thee down; But, kept by virtue, as by virtue gain'd, 'Tis not for mortal hand to trace these fcenes, It will, thro' latest time, enrich your race, Scenes that our gross ideas grovelling caft When grosser wealth shall moulder into dust, 280 Behind, and krike our boldeft language dumb. And with their authors in oblivion sunk

340 Vain eitles lic, the servile badges ost'

Forgive, immortal Shade ! if aught froni earth, of mean

mean submission, not the meed of worth. From dutt low-warbled, to those groves can rise, True genuine honour its large patent holds Where flows celestial harmony, forgive Of all mankind, thro' ev'ry land and age, 285 Thisfond fuperfluous verse. With deep-fel voice Of universal Reason's various sons,

On every heart impress’d, thy deeds themselves Ande'en of God himself, fole perfect Judge !

345 Yet know there noblest honours of the mind Attest thy praise. Thy praise the widows' lighs On rigid terms descend: the high-plac'd heir, And orphans' tears embalm. The good, the bad, Scann'd by the public eye, that, with keen gaze, The sons of Justice, and the fons of Strife,

290 All who or freedom or who interest prize, Malignant seeks out faults, cannot thro' lise, A deep-divided nation's parties all

350 Amid the nameless insects of a court,

Conspire to swell thy spotless praife to heaven. Unheeded steal; but, with his fire compar'd,

GI heaven receives it, and seraphic lyres He must be glorious, or he must be fcorn'd. With fungs of triumph thy arrival hail. I his truth to you, who merit well to bear 295 How vain this cribute, then ! this lowly lay! A name to Britons dear, th' officious Mule Yet nought is vain which gratitude inspires. 355 May safely fing, and sing without reserve. The Mufe, besides, her duty thus approves

Vain were the plaint, and ignorant the tear, To virtue, to her country, to mankind,
That thould a Talbot mourn. Ourselves, indeed, To ruling Nature, chat, in glorious charge,
Our country robb'd of her delight and Itrength, As to her priestess, gives it her, to hyma

300 Whatever good and excellent the forms.
We may lament : yet let us, grateful, joy
That we such virtues knew, such virtues felt,
And feel them ftill, te.ching our views to rise
Thro' ever-brightning scenes of furure woilds.
Be dumb, ye worst of Zealots ! ye that, prone


To thoughtless duft, renounce that generous hope, ON SEVERAL OCCASIONS.
Whence every joy below its fpirit draws,
And every pain is balm. A Talbot's light,
A Talbot's virtues, claim another source
Than the blind maze of undefiyning blood; 310
Nor when that vital fountain plays no more,

Can they be quench'd amid the gelid stream.
Me:hinks I see his mounting spiri', freed

Occasioned by the
From tangling earth, regain the realıns of day,
Its native country, whence, to blefs mankind, 315 DEATH OF MR. AIKMAN,
Eternal Goodness on this darkfome spot
Had ray'd it down awhile. Behold! approv'd A PARTICULAR 'FRIEND OF THE AUTHOR'S.
By the tremendous Judge, of heaven and earth,
And to th' Almighty Father's presence jżin'd, S those we love decay, we die in part;
He takes his rank, in glory and in bliss, 320
Amid the human worthies. Glad around Till loosen'd life, at last, buç b cathing clay,
Crowd his compatriot shades, and point him out, without one pang is glad to fall away.


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