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REMEMBRANCE of COLLINS,
Written upon the Thames near Richmond.
Glide gently, thus for ever glide,
Vain thought !.... Yet be as now thou art,
Such as did once the Poet bless,
Now let us, as we float along,
pray that never child of Song
* Collins's Ode on the death of Thomson, the last written, I believe, of the poems which were published during his lifetime. This Ode is also alluded to in the next stanza.
THE TWO THIEVES,
Or The last Stage of AVARICE.
O now that the genius of Bewick were mine,
What feats would I work with my magical hand ! Book learning and books should be banished the land: And for hunger and thirst and such troublesome calls ! Every Ale-house should then have a feast on its walls.
The Traveller would hang his wet clothes on a chair; Let them smoke, let them burn, not a straw would he care; For the Prodigal Son, Joseph's Dream and his Sheaves, Oh, what would they be to my tale of two Thieves ?
Little Dan is unbreeched, he is three birth-days old; His Grandsire that age more than thirty times told; There are ninety good seasons of fair and foul weather Between them, and both go a-stealing together.
With chips is the Carpenter strewing his floor?
Old Daniel begins, he stops short--and his eye
Dan once had a heart which was moved by the wires
'Twas a path trod by thousands ; but Daniel is one
'The Pair sally forth hand in hand : ere the sun
They hunt through the streets with deliberate tread,