The sounding names of High and Great, When Gould commands his ships to run Yet still the man's the same: But trust me, Gould, 'tis lawful pride Of flesh and sense, to which we're tied; We steer our course up through the skies; We ken the heavenly shore with longing eyes, 1 Member of Parliament for a port in Sussex. THE LIFE OF SOULS. TO DR. THOMAS GIBSON. SWIFT as the sun revolves the day, Our flesh we borrow of the dust; The babe to manly size, we must Rich juleps drawn from precious ore And plants, and roots of barb'rous name, Thus we support our tott'ring flesh, Our cheeks resume the rose afresh, When bark and steel play well their game To save our sinking breath, And Gibson, with his awful power, From the demands of death. But art and nature, powers and charms, A despicable prey ; I'd have a life to call my own, That shall depend on heaven alone; Mix their base essences with mine, To give me leave to be. Sure there's a mind within, that reigns Let earth resume the flesh it gave, And breath dissolve amongst the winds ; We claim acquaintance with the skies, And there our thoughts employ : The business, or the joy. FALSE GREATNESS. MYLO, forbear to call him bless'd He swells amidst his wealthy store, He spreads the balance wide to hold And cheats the beam with loads of gold So might the ploughboy climb a tree, To think that shape their own! Thus mingled still with wealth and state, His true dimensions and his weight AN EPISTLE. TO SARISSA. BEAR up, Sarissa, through the ruffling storms Of a vain vexing world: Tread down the cares, Those ragged thorns, that lie across the road, Nor spend a tear upon them. Trust the muse, She sings experienc'd truth: This briny dew, This rain of eyes, will make the briars grow. We travel through a desert, and our feet Have measur'd a fair space, have left behind A thousand dangers, and a thousand snares, Well 'scap'd. Adieu, ye horrors of the dark, Ye finish'd labours, and ye tedious toils Of days and hours: the twinge of real smart, And the false terrors of ill-boding dreams, Vanish together, be alike forgot, For ever blended in one common grave. |