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What fool for noisy feuds large fees would leave? | Though gods themselves engage, a Diomed
Ten harvests more would all I wish for give.” With ease could show a deity can bleed.

“ True man!” reply'd the elf; “ by choice dis “But war's rough trade should beby fools profest,
Ever contriving pain, and never pleas'd. [eas'd, The truest rubbish fills a trench the best.
A present good they slight, an absent choose; Let quinsies throttle, and the qnartan shake, 165
And what they have, for what they have not, lose, Or dropsies drown, and gout and colics rack;
False prospects all their true delights destroy, Let sword and pestilence lay waste, while we
Resolv'd to want, yet laboaring to enjoy

Wage bloodless wars, and fight in theory. In restless hurries thoughtlessly they live, Who wants not merit, needs nos arm for fame; At substance oft unmov'd, for shadows grieve, 100 The dead I raise, my chivalry proclaim; 170 Children at toys, as men at titles, aim;

Diseases baffled, and lost health restor'd,
And in effect both covet but the same.

In Fame's bright list my victories record.
This Philip's son prov'd in revolving years; More lives from me their preservation own,
And first for rattles, then for worlds shed tears." Tban lovers luse if fair Cornelia frown.”
The fury spoke; then in a moment fir'd

"Your cures, shrill Querpo cry'd, aloud you tell, The hero's breast with tempests, and retir'd. But wisely your miscarriages conceal.

In boding dreams Mirnillo spent the night. Zeno, a priest, in Samothrace of oid, And frightful phantoms danc'd before bis sight, Thus reason'd with Philopidas the bold : Till the pale Pleiads clos'd their eyes of light. 'Immortal gods you own, but think them blind At length gay morn glows in the eastern skies, 110 | To what concerns the state of human kind. 180 The larks in raptures through the ether rise, Either they hear not, or regard not prayer; 'The azure mists scud o'er the dewy lawns,

That argues want of power, and this of care. The chanter at Iris early matins yawns,

Allow that wisdom infinite must know: The amaranth opes its leaves, the lys its bells, Power infinite must act.' . I grant it so.' And Progne her complaint of Tereus tells. | Haste straight to Neptune's fane; survey with zeal

As bold Mirmillo the grey dawn descries, | The walls.' " What then?' reply'd the infidel. Arm'd cap-a-pee, where honour calls, he flies, • Observe those nunerous throngs, in effigy, And finds the legions planted at their post; The gods have sav'd from the devouring sea.' Where mighty' Querpo fill'd the eye the most. "'Tis true, their pictures that escap'd you keep, His arms were made, if we may credit fame, 120 But where are theirs that perish'd in the deep?" By Mulciber, the mayor of Birmingham.

“Vaunt now no more the triumph of your skill, Of temper'd stibium the bright shield was cast, But though unfec'd, exert your arm, and kill. And yet the work the metal far surpassid.

Our scouts have learn’d the posture of the foe; A foliage of the vulnerary leaves, [ceives. In war, surprises surest conduct show." Grav'd round the brim, the wondering sight de But Fame, that neither good nor bad conceals, Around the centre Fate's bright trophies lay, That Pembroke's worth, and Ormond's valour tells; Probes, saws, incision-knives, and tools to slay. How truth in Burnet, how in Cavendish, reigns, Embost npon the field, a battle stood

Varro's magnificence with Maro's strains; Of leeches spouting hæmorrhoidal blood.. But how at church and bar all gape and stretch The artist too express'd the solemn state 130 If Winnington but plead, or South or Only preach; Of grave physicians at a consult met;

On nimble wings to Warwick-lane repairs, 201 About each symptom how they disagree,

| And what the enemy intends, declares. But bow unanimous in case of fee.

Confusion in each countenance appear'd, Whilst each assassin his learn'd colleague tires A council's call'd, and Stentor ! first was heard; With learn'd inpertinence, the sick expires. His labouring lungs the thron'd prætorium rent,

Beneath this blazing orb bright Querpo shone, | Addressing thus the passive president : Himself an Atlas, and his shield a moon.

“ Machaon", whose experience we adore, A pestal for his truncheon led the van,

Great as your matchless merit, is your power. And bis high helmet was a close-stool pan. At your approach, the baffled tyrant Deatb[teeth. His crest an ibis, brandishing her beak,

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Breaks his keen shafts, and grinds his clashing And winding in loose folds her spiral neck. To you we leave the conduct of the day; 211 This when the young Querpoïdes beheld,

What you command your vassals must obey. His face in nurse's breast the boy conceal'd; If this dread enterprise you would decline, Then peept, and with th' effulgent helm would play, We'll send to treat, and stifle the design. And as the monster gap'd, would shrink away. But, if my arguments had force, we'd try Thus sometimes joy prevail'd, and sometimes fear; To humble our audacious foes, or die: And tears and smiles alternate passions were. Our spite, they 'll find, to their advantage leans;

As Querpo towering stood in martial might, The end is good, no matter for the means. Pacific Carus sparkled on the right.

So modern casuists their talents try, An oran outang o'er his shoulders hung, 150 Uprightly for the sake of truth to lie." 220 His plume confess'd the capon whence it sprung. He had not finish'd, till th'out-guards descry'd His motly inail scarce could the hero bear, Bright columns move in formidable pride; Haranguing thus the tribunes of the war: - "Fain'd chiefs,

VARIATIONS. For present triumphs born, design'd for more, Ver. 205.--True to extremes, yet to dull forms a Your virtue I admire, your valour more.

slave, If battle be resolv'd, you'll find this hand

He's always duliy gay, or vainly grave. Can deal out destiny, and fate command. With indignation, and a'daring air, Our foes in throngs shall hide the crimson plain, He pausd a while, and thus address'd the chair, And their Apollo interpose in vain.

160! Dr. Goodall. Sir Thomas Millington.

The passing pomp so dazzled from afar,

| But with a dauntless and disdainful mien 271 It seem'd a triumph, rather than a war. (grew, Hurld back steel pills, and hit him on the spleen, Though wide the front, though gross the phalanx Chiron attack'd Talthibius with such might, It look'd less dreadful as it nearer grew.

One pass had paunch'd the huge hydropic knight, The adverse host for action straight prepare; Who straight retreated to evade the wound, All eager to unveil the face of war. [field, But in a flood of apozem was drown'd. Their chiefs lace on their helms, and take the This Psylas6 saw, and to the victor said, And to their trusty squire resign the shield. 230 “ Thou shalt not long survive th' unwieldy dead, To paint each knisht, their ardour and alarms, Thy fate shall follow;" to confirm it, swore, Would ask the Muse that sung the frogs in arms. By th’image of Priapus, which he bore: 280

And now the signal summons to the fray; | And rais's an eagle stone, invoking loud Mock falchions flash, and paltry ensigns play. | On Cynthia, leaning o'er a silver cloud : Their patron god his silver bow-strings twangs; " Great queen of night, and empress of the seas, Tough harness rustles, and bold armour clangs; | If faithful to thy midnight mysteries, The piercing caustics ply their spiteful power; If still observant of my early vows, Emetics ranch, and keen cathartics scour;

These hands have eas'd the mourning matron's The deadly drugs in double doses fly ;

Direct this rais'd avenging arm aright; (throws, And pestles peal a martial symphony. 240 So may loud cymbals aid thy labouring light.”

Now from their levell'd syringes they pour He said, and let the ponderous fragment fly The liquid volley of a missive shower.

At Chiron, but learu'd Hermes put it by. Not storms of sleet, which o'er the Baltic drive, Though the haranguing god survey'd the war, . Push'd on by northern gusts such horrour give. That day the Muse's sons were not bis care; Like spouts in southern seas the deluge broke, Two friends, adepts, the Trismegists by name, And numbers sunk beneath th' impetuous stroke. Alike their features, and alike their flame; So when leviathans dispute the reign

As simpling near fair Tweed each sung by turn, And uncontrol'd dominion of the main.;

The listening river would neglect his urn. From the rent rocks whole coral groves are torn, Those lives they fail'd to rescue by their skill, And isles of sea-weed on the waves are born; 250 Their Muse could make immortal with her quill; Such watery stores from their spread nostrils fly, But learn'd inquiries after natures state. "Tis doubtful which is sea, and which is sky. Dissolv'd the league, and kindled a debate. 300

And now the staggering braves, led by despair, The one, for lofty labours fruitful known, Advance, and to return the charge prepare. Fill'd magazines with volumes of his own. Each seizes for his shield a spacious scale, At his once-favour'd friend a tome he threw,

And the brass weights fly thick as showers of hail. That from its birth had slept unseen till now; | Whole heaps of warriors welter on the ground, Stunn'd with theblow, the batter'd bard retird,

With gally-pots and broken phials crown'd; Sunk down, and in a simile expir'd. -
Whilst empty jars the dire defeat resound.

And now the cohorts shake, the legions ply,
Thus when some storm its crystal quarry rends, The yielding flanks confess the victory.
And Jove in rattling showers of ice descends; [260 Stentor, undaunted still, with noble rage,
Mount Athos shakes the forests on his brow, Sprung through the battle, Querpo to engage. 310
Whilst down his wounded sides fresh torrents Fierce was the onset, the dispute was great,
. flow,

Both could not vanquish, neither would retreat; And leaves and limbs of trees o'erspread the Each combatant his adversary mauls, vale below.

With batter'd bed-pans, and stay'd urinals. But now, all order lost, promiscuous blows On Stentor's crest the useful chrystal breaks, Confus'dly fall; perplex'd the battle grows. And tears of amber gutter'd down his cheeks: From Stentor's larm a massy opiate flies, | But whilst the champion, as late rumours tell, And straight a deadly sleep clos'd Caru's eyes. Design'd a sure decisive stroke, he fell : At Colon * great Sertorius buckthorn flung, (stung; And as the victor hovering o'er bin stood, Who with fierce gripes, like those of death, was with arms extended, thus the suppliant sued : 320

“When honour's lost, 't is a relief to die; VARIATIONS.

Death's but a sure retreat from infamy.

But, to the lost if pity might be shown, Ver. 221. What Stentor offer'd was by most ap

Reflect on young Querpoïdes thy son; prov'd;

Then pity mine, for such an infant grace. But several voices several methods mov'd.

Smiles in his eyes and flatters in his face.

If he was near compassion he 'd create,
At length th' adventurous heroes all agree
T' expect the foe, and act defensively.

Or else lament his wretched parent's fate.
Into the shop their bold battalions move,

Thine is the glory, and the field is thine ; And what their chief commands, the rest approve.

To thee the lov'd Dispensary I resign." . 330 Down from the walls they tear the shelves in haste,

| At this the victors own such extasies, Which on their flank for palisades are plac'd;

As Memphian priests if their Osiris sneeze : And then behind the counter rang'd they stand,

Or champions with Olympic clangour fird; Their front so well secur'd, t' obey command.

Or simpering prudes with sprightly Nantz inspir'd; And now the scouts the adverse bosts descry,

Or Sultans rais'd from dungeons to a crown; Blue aprons in the air for colours fly:

Or fasting zealots when the serinon's done. With unresisted force they urge their way,

Awhile the chief the deadly stroke declind, And find the foe embattled in array.

And found compassion pleading in his mind. : Dr. Goodall against Dr. Tyson. 4 Dr. Birch Dr. Gill against Dr. Ridley, 6 Dr. Chamberlaini.

But whilst he view'd with pity the distress'd, And now the delegate prepares to go
He spy'd Signetur ? writ upon his breast. 340 And view the wonders of the realms below;
Then tow'rds the skies he toss'd his threatening | Then takes amomum for the golden bough.
head,

Thrice did the goddess with her sacred wand
And, fir'd with more than mortal fury, said: The pavement strike; and straight at her con-

“ Sooner than I'll from vow'd revenge desist, The willing surface opens, and descries (mand His Holiness shall turn a Quietist;

| A deep descent that leads to nether skies. Jansenius and the Jesuits agree,

Hygeia to the silent region tends;

40 The inquisition wink at heresy,

And with his heavenly guide the charge descends. Warm convocations own the church secure, Thus Numa, when to hallow'd caves retird, And more consult her doctrine than her power." Was by Ægeria guarded and inspir'd. With that he drew a lancet in his rage,

Within the chainbers of the globe they spy To puncture the still supplicating sage, 350 The beds where sleeping vegetables lie, But, while his thoughts that fatal stroke decree, Till the glad summons of a geniai ray Apollo interpos'd in form of fee.

Unbinds the glebe, and calls them out to day. The chief great Pæan's golden tresses knew, Hence pancies trick themselves in various bue, He own'd the god, and his rais'd arm withdrew. And hence jonquils derive their fragrant dew;

Thus often at the Temple-stairs we've seen, Hence the carnation and the bashful rose 50 Two Tritons of a rough athletic mien, i Their virgin blushes to the morn disclose; Sourly dispute some quarrel of the flood,

Hence the chaste lily rises to the light, With knuckles bruis'd, and face besmeard in Unveils her snowy breasts, and charms the sight; blood;

Hence arbours are with twining greens array'd, But, at the first appearance of a fare,

T'oblige complaining lovers with their shade; Both quit the fray, and to their oars repair. 360 And hence on Daphne's laurel'd forehead grow The hero so his enterprise recalls,

Immortal wreaths for Phoebus and Nassau, His fist unclenches, and the weapon falls.

The insects here their lingering trance survive:

Benumb'd they seem'd, and doubtful if alive.
CANTO VI.
From winter's fury hither they repair,

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And stay for milder skies and softer air. While the shrill clangour of the battle rings,

Down to these cells obscener reptiles creep, Auspicious Health appeared on Zephyr's wings;

Where hateful nutes and painted lizards sleep; She seem'd a cherub most divinely bright,

Where shivering snakes the summer solstice wait; More soft than air, more gay than morning-light.

Unfurl their painted folds, and slide in state. A charm she takes from each excelling fair,

| Here their new form the numb'd erucæ bide And borrows Carlisle's shape, and Grafton's air.

| Their numerous feet, in slender bandage ty’d: Her eyes like Ranelagh's their beams dispense,

Soon as the kindling ear begins to rise, With Churchill's bloom, and Berkeley's innocence; This upstart race their native clod despise, Ou Iris tbus the differing beams bestow

And proud of painted wings attempt the skies. 70 The dye, that paints the wonders of her bow; 10

Now those profounder regions they explore, Irom the fair nymph a vocal music falls,

Where metals ripen in vast cakes of ore. As to Machaon thus the goddess calls : [shown,

Here, sullen to the sight, at large is spread “Enough, th' achievement of your arms you've

The dull unwieldy mass of lumpish lead. You seek a triumpb you should blush to own.

There, glimmering in their dawning beds, are seen “ Haste to th' Elysian fields, those bless'd abodes,

The light aspiring seeds of sprightly tin. Where Harvey sits among the demi-gods.

Tbc copper sparkles next in ruddy streaks; Consult that sacred sage, he 'll soon disclose

And in the gloom betrays its glowing cheeks. The method that must mollify these woes.

The silver then, with bright and burnish'd grace, Let Celsus 8 for that enterprise prepare,

Youth and a blooming lustre in its face, 80 His conduct to the Shades shall be my care.' 20 |

To th' arms of those more yielding metais flies, Aghast the heroes stood dissolv'd in fear,

And in the folds of their embraces lies.
A form so heavenly bright they could not bear; So close they cling, so stubbornly retire;
Celsus, alone unmov'd, the sight beheld,

Their love's more violent than the chymist's fire. The rest in pale confusion left the field.

Near these the delegate with wonder spies So when the pygmies, marshalld on the plains, | Wbere floods of living silver serpentise: Wage puny war, against th'invading cranes;

| Where richest metals their bright looks put on, The puppets to their bodkin spears repair,

And golden streams through amber channels run; And scatter'd feathers flutter in the air;

Where light's gay god descends, to ripen gems, But, when the bold imperial bird of Jove

And lend a lustre brighter than his beams. 90 Stoops on his sounding pinions from above, 30 |

Here he observes the subterranean cells, Among the brakes the fairy nation crowds,

Where wanton Nature sports in idle shells. And the Strimonian squadron seeks the clouds.

Some helicoeids, some conical appear :

These, mitres emulate, those turbans are.
VARIATIONS.
Ver. 342. Faith stand unmov'd through Stilling-

Here marcasites in various figure wait,
fleet's defence,

To ripen to a true metallic state:

'Till drops that from impending rocks descend And Locke for mystery abandon sense.

Their substance petrify, and progreso end. 7 Those members of the college that observe a Nigh, livid seas of kindled sulphur fow, late statute, "are called by the apothecaries Sig- And, whilst enrag'd, their fiery surges glow, 100 netur men.

Convulsions in the labouring mountains rise, & Dr, Bateman.

And hurl their melted vitals to the skies.

He views with horrour next the noisy cave, Physicians never linger on this strand: Where with hoarse dins imprison'd tempests rave; Old Charon's present still at their command. Where clamorous hurricanes attempt their flight, Our awful monarch and his consort owe Or, whirling in tumultuous eddies, fight.

To them the peopling of the realms below." The warring winds unmov'd Hygeia heard, Then in his swarthy hand he grasp'd the oar, Bray'd their loud jars, but much for Celsus fear'd. | Receiv'd his guests aboard, and shov'd from shore. Andromeda so, whilst her hero fought,

Now, as the goddess and her charge prepare Shook for his danger, but her own forgot. 110 To breathe the sweets of soft Elysian air,

And now the goddess with her charge descends, Upon the left they spy a pensive shade, Whilst scarce one cheerful glimpse their steps be- | Who on his bended arm had rais'd his head: 180 friends.

| Pale grief sat heavy on his mournful look; Here his forsaken seat old Chaos keeps;

To whom, not unconcern'd, thus Celsus spoke: And, undisturb'd by form, in silence sleeps;

" Tell me, thou much afflicted shade, why sighs A grisly wight, and hideous to the eye,

Burst from your breast, and torrents from your An awkward lump of shapeless anarchy.

eyes: With sordid age his features are defac’d;

And who those mangled manes are, which show His lands unpeopled, and his countries waste. A sullen satisfaction at your woe ?" To these dark realms much learned lumber creeps, “Since,” said the ghost," with pity you'll attend, There copious Morton safe in silence sleeps; 120 Know, I'm Guaicum, once your firmest friend; Where mushroom libels in oblivion lie,

And on this barren beach in discontent And, soon as born, like other monsters, die. Am doom'd to stay, till th' angry powers relent, 190 Upon a couch of jet, in these abodes,

Those spectres, seam'd with scars, that threaten Dull Night, his melancholy consort, nods. The victims of my late ill-conduct are. [there, No ways and means their cabinet employ;

They vex with endless clamours my repose: But their dark hours they waste in barren joy. This wants his palate; that demands his nose:

Nigh this recess, with terrour they survey And here they execute stern Pluto's will, Where Death maintains his dread tyrannic sway. And ply me every moment with a pill.” In the close covert of a cypress grove,

Then Celsus thus: “O much-lamented state! Where goblins frisk, and airy spectres rove, 130 How rigid is the sentence you relate! Yawns a dark cave, with awful horrour wide, Methinks I recollect your former air, (were! And there the monarch's triumphs are descry'd; But ah, how much you're chang'd from what you Confus'd, and wildly huddled to the eye,

Insipid as your late ptisans you lie,

201 The beggar's pouch and prince's purple lie; That once were sprightlier far than Mercury. Dim lamps with sickly rays scarce seem to glow; At the sad tale you tell, the poppies weep, Sighs beave in mournful moans, and tears o'erflow; ] And mourn their vegetable souls asleep; Restless Anxiety, forlorn Despair,

The unctuous larix, and the healing pine, And all the faded family of Care;

Lament your fate in tears of turpentine. Old mouldering urns, racks, daggers, and distress, But still the offspring of your brain shall prove Make up the frightful horrour of the place. 140 The grocer's care, and brave the rage of Jore:

Within its dreadful jaws those furies wait, When bonfires blaze, your vagrant works shall rise Which execute the harsh decrees of Fate,

In rockets, till they reach the wondering skies. 210 Febris is first: the hag relentless hears

“ If mortals e'er the Stygian powers could bend, The virgin's sighs, and sees the infant's tears. Entreaties to their awful seats I'd send. In her parch'd eye-balls fiery meteors reign; But, since no human arts the Fates dissuade, And restless ferments revel in each vein.

Direct me how to find bless'd Harvey's shade.” Then Hydrops next appears amongst the in vain th' unhappy ghost still urg'd his stay; throng;

Then, rising from the ground, he show'd the way. Bloated, and big, she slowly sails along.

| Nigh the dull shore a shapeless mountain stood, But, like a miser, in excess she's poor,

That with a dreadful frown survey'd the flood. And pines for thirst amidst her watery store. 150 Its fearful brow po lively greens put on;

Now loathsome Lepra, that offensive spright, No frisking goats bound o'er the ridgy stone. 220 With foul eruptions stain'd, offends the sight; To gain the summit the bright goddess try'd; Still deaf to beauty's soft persuading power; And Celsus follow'd, by degrees, his guide. Nor can bright Hebe's charms her bloom secure. Th'ascent thus conquerd, now they tower on Whilst meagre Pthisis gives a silent blow,

high, Her strokes are sure, but her advances slow: And taste th' indulgence of a milder sky. No loud alarms, nor fierce assaults, are shown; Loose breezes on their airy pinions play, She starves the fortress first, then takes the town. Soft infant blossoms their chaste odours pay, Behind stood crowds of much inferior fame, | And roses blush their fragrant lives away. Too numerous to repeat, too foul to name; 160 Coole streams through flowery meadows gently The vassals of their monarch's tyranny,

glide; Who, at his nod, on fatal errands fly.

And, as they pass, their painted banks they chide. Now Celsus, with his glorious guide, invades These blissful plains no blights por mildews fear, The silent region of the fleeting shades;

The flowers ne'er fade, and shrubs are myrtles Where rocks and rueful deserts are descry'd, The morn awakes the tulip from her bed; [here. And sullen Styx rolls down his lazy tide;

Ere noon in painted pride she decks her head, Th n shows the ferry-man the plant he bore, Rob'd in rich dye she triumphs on the green, And claims bis passage to the further shore. And every flower does homage to their queen. 935 To whom the Stygian pilot, smiling, said, “You need no passport to demand our aid. 170

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care,

So, when bright Venus rises from the flood, Thus be-
Around in throngs the wondering Nereids crowd; “Hail, blooming goddess! thou propitious power,
The Tritons gaze, and tunc each vocal shell, | Whose blessings mortals more than life implore!
And every grace unsung, the waves conceal. With so much lustre your bright looks endear,

The delegate observes, with wondering eyes, 240 That cottages are courts where those appear. Ambrosial dews descend, and incense rise; Mankind, as you vouchsafe to smile or frown, Then hastens onward to the pensive grove, Finds ease in chains, or anguish in a crown. 310 The silent inansion of disastrous love.

“ With just resentments and contempt you see Here Jealousy with jaundic'd looks appears, The foul dissensions of the faculty; And broken slumbers, and fantastic fears.

How your sad sickening art now hangs her head,
The widow'd turtle hangs her moulting wings, And, once a science, is become a trade.
And to the woods in mournful murmurs sings. Her sons ne'er rifle her mysterious store,
No winds but sighs there are, no floods but tears; But study nature less, and lucre more.
Each conscious tree a tragic signal bears.

Not so when Rome to th' Epidaurian rais'd
Their wounded bark records some broken vow, A temple, where devoted incense blaz'd.
And willow-garlands hang on every bough. Oft father Tiber views the lofty fire,
Olivia here in solitude he found,

As the learn’d son is worshipp'd like the sire; 320
Her down-east eyes fix'd on the silent ground: The sage with Romulus like honours claim;
Her dress neglected, and unbound her hair, The gift of life and laws were then the same,
She seem'd the dying image of despair.

“Ishow'd of old, how vital currents glide, How lately did this celebrated thing

And the meanders of the refluent tide. Blaze in the box, and sparkle in the ring;

Then, Willis, why spontaneous actions here, Till the green-sickness and love's force betray'd And whence involuntary motions there: To Death's remorseless arms th' unhappy maid! | And how the spirits, by mechanic laws,

All o'er confus'd the guilty lover stood, 260 In wild careers tumultuous riots cause. The light forsook his eyes, his cheeks the blood; Nor wpuld our Wharton, Bates, and Glisson, lie An icy horrour shiverd in his look,

In the abyss of blind obscurity. As to the cold-complexión'd nymph he spoke: But now such wondrous searches are forborn, “Tell me, dear shade, from whence such anxious And Pæan's art is by divisions torn.

Then let your charge attend, and I'll explain Your looks disorder'd, and your bosom bare? How her lost health your science may regain. Why thus you languish like a drooping flower, 1 “Hašte, and the matchless Atticus address, 335 Crush'd by the weight of some relentless shower? From Heaven and great Nassau he has the mace. Your languid looks, your late ill-conduct tell; Th'oppress'd to his asylum still repair; Oh that, instead of trash, you'd taken steel I" Arts he supports, and learning is his care, Stabb'd with th' unkind reproach, the conscious He softens the harsh rigour of the laws, claws: maid

270 Blunts their keen edge, and grinds their harpy Thus to her late insulting lover said:

And graciously he casts a pitying eye 341 When ladies listen not to loose desire,

On the sad state of virtuous poverty. [throng You style our modesty our want of fire:

When'er he speaks, Heaven! how the listeniny Smile or forbid, encourage or reprove,

Dwells on the melting music of his tongue! You still find reasons to believe we love:

His arguments are emblems of his mien, Vainly you think a liking we betray,

Mild, bat not faint, and forcing, though serene: And never mean the peevish things we say. And, when the power of eloquence he'd try, Few are the fair-ones of Rufilla's make,

Here lightning strikes you; there soft breezes sigh. Unask'd she grants, uninjur'd she 'll forsake: “ To him you must your sickly state refer, But several Cælias, several ages boast, 280 | Your charter claims him as your visiter. 350 That like, where reason recornmends the most. Your wounds he 'll close, and sovereignly restore Where heavenly truth and tenderness conspire, Your science to the height it had before. faim; Chaste passion may persuade us to desire." 1 " Then Nassau's health shall be your glorious

“Your sex,” he cry’d,“as custom bids, behaves'; His life should be as lasting as his fame. In forms the tyrant ties such haughty slaves. Some princes' claims from devastations spring; To do nice conduct right, you nature wrong; He condescends in pity to be king; Impulses are but weak, where reason's strung. And, when amidst his olives plac'd he stands, Some want the courage; but how few the flame! And governs more by candour than commands: They like the thing, that startle at the name, Ev'n then not less a hero he appears, The lonely Phoenix, though profess'd a nun, 290 Than when his laurel-diadem he wears. 360 Warms into love, and kindles at the Sun;

“ Would Phæbus, or his Granville, but inspire Those tales of spicy urns and fragrant fires | Their sacred vehemence of poetic fire; Are but the emblems of her scorch'd desires.” To celebrate in song that god-like power,

Then, as he strove to clasp the fleeting fair. Which did the labouring universe restore: His empty arms confess'd th'impassive air.

Fair Albion's cliffs would echo to the strain, Prom bis embrace th' unbody'd spectre flies, | And praise the arın that conquer'd, to regain And, as she mov'd, she chid him with her eyes. The earth's repose, and empire o'er the main. They hasten now to that delightful plain,

“Still may th' immortal man his cares repeat, Where the glad manes of the bless'd remain: To make his blessings endless as they're great: Where Harvey gathers simples, to bestow 300 Whilst malice and ingratitude confess 370 Immortal youth on heroes' shades below.

They've strove for ruin long without success. Soon as the bright Hygeia was in view,

When, late, Jove's eagle from the pile shall rise The venerable sage her presence knew:

To bear the victor to the boundless skies,

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