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Of net or gun, and bid defiance
O may kind heaven propitious smile On every art that can beguile A Son's long absence from your sight, And render back that just delight! From those distracting dire alarms, That set a jarring world in arms, From tainted air's infectious breath, Where flies unseen the dart of death, His steps, ye Guardian Angels, guide, And turn the fatal shaft aside! Return'd, his parent's bliss to crown, And make, all earth can give, their own, Like Smithson's, may his manly heart Act not the vain, but generous part, Call drooping art from her recess, With health, and ease, and fame to bless!
O may, like his, His riper age With caution tread the civil stage, Like him, th' enchanted cup put by, And every vain temptation fly, Of power, or pension, place, or name, If meant state-traps, that sink to shame; Yet his just Prince, without a bribe, Love-more than all the venal tribe!
But from these themes I now refrain, Reserv'd to grace a future strain. For I have tresspas'd on your time, And see a tedious length of rhyme. What must it then appear to you? Respectful most this short adieu.
I WOULD tell thee, thou art fair;
Let the Muse then send her song
Gentle Maid, to whose kind heart
Saucy Sneer and Calumny,
Cruelty and high Disdain,
Form her virtue-killing train.
Next, my Fair, with curious quest,
Fruitless, baneful, and unkind,
The observing Muse believe, Nothing can your bliss deceive, If in noble scorn you hold Thirst of power, and love of gold. Quell'd these passions, thou shalt find Virtue easy, soft, and kind. These two dangers canst thou shun, More than half Life's task is done. When thy breast thus clear'd you see, When the soil from weeds is free, When no more the thistle grows, Nor the thorn surrounds the rose, Thou shalt then employ thy hours, Gathering sweets, and culling flowers. All that Virtue has to give Thou shalt to thy breast receive. Under thy commanding eye, White rob'd Purity shall lie ; And thy altering cheek her throne Rose-red Modesty shall own; Still at thy extended hand Glowing Charity shall stand;