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Should you Ambition's lofty summit dare,
No longer fancy some Pactolian stream, (Wild and romantic as a poet's dream);
Strive in the Senate and the Bar to shine,
Or the brave soldier's warlike banner join;
Implore of Heaven your future course to guide, And o’er your chequer'd path benignantly preside.
“ Let Fate do her worst, there are relics of joy,
Bright scenes of the past which she cannot destroy ;
Tho'swift as a meteor six lustres have flown,
humble roof was transmitted my own;
Throughout this fair island, this gem of the wave,
“E'en the bright golden bowl will soon tarnish and fail, “And the languor of pain, or of sickness assail ;
“ Then age ! palsied age! with an aspect of woe,
• Or still more seductive, each charm of the fair ?
66 The · Corso can neither attract or delight,
* King Solomon in Ecclesiastes.
“ Without e'en a murmur, the hint I receive,
“ Too resign'd, and too grateful, one moment to grieve; “ And vive-valeque' apply to each toy, “ That once my poor bosom with pleasure could buoy ; “ Yet 'vive-valeque demands a fond sigh, “ As long-vanish'd phantoms pass rapidly by ; “ And if stranger or kinsman reign o'er the grey hall, “A few hasty precepts, let friendship recall. “ Join your guests in the chase o'er yon Box-cover'd hill, “ Or where the coy Mole winds her soft-flowing rill ; “ Rove! rove! the wide common, and thyme-scented glade, “ And the Muses invoke in some hawthorn's green shade, “As delighted you glance over . Esher's' fair grove, “Or · St. Anne's,' long devoted to friendship and love ;*
66 And when the old anthem at Christmas is sung,
“ Or with holly, the snow-drifted casement is hung; “ When the ' Yule-log' disperses the black northern wind, “And the soft village bells soothe and gladden the mind,
May the grave and the gay,' in one harmony blend, " While you shine the protector, the landlord, and friend;
* St. Anne's Hill, the beautiful and favourite villa of the late Mr. Fox.
“ May your terrace, your books, and your high-cultur'd farm,
6. With each rural amusement continue to charm;
“ 'Till Nature compels you, at last to retire,
“ Then, then, may your friends prove as steady and true, “ As those, to whom Gratitude falters--Adieu.”