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Lines addressed to
Author of - The BOTANIC Garden."
Two Poets *, (poets, by report,
Not oft so well agree)
Conspire to honour Thee.
Who oft themselves have known
By labours of their own.
Though various yet complete,
And learned as 'tis sweet.
Though could our hearts repine
They would—they must at thine.
* Alluding to the poem by Mr. Hayley, which accompanied these lines.
But we, in mutual bondage knit
Of friendship's closest tie, Can gaze on even Darwin's wit
With an unjaundic'd eye;
And deem the Bard, whoe'er he be,
And howsoever known, Who would not twine a wreath for Thee,
Unworthy of his own.
Mrs. MONTAGU'S FEATHER-HANGINGS.
The birds put off their ev'ry hue,
The Peacock sends his heav'nly dyes,
All tribes beside of Indian name, .
To the same patroness resort,
The gem, though luminous before, Obtrude on human notice more, Like sunbeams on the golden height, Of some tall temple playing brightWell-tutor'd Learning, from his books Dismiss'd with grave, not haughty, looks, Their order on his shelves exact, Not more harmonious or compact Than that, to which he keeps confin'd The various treasures of his mindAll these to Montagu's repair, Ambitious of a shelter there. There Genius, Learning, Fancy, Wit, Their ruffled plumage calm refit, (For stormy troubles loudest roar Around their flight who highest soar) And in her eye, and by her aid, Shine safe without a fear to fade.
She thus maintains divided sway With yon bright regent of the day; The plume and poet both we know Their lustre to his influence owe; And she the works of Phoebus aiding, Both poet saves and plume from fading.
SUPPOSED TO BE WRITTEN BY ALEXANDER
SELKIRK, DURING HIS SOLITARY ABODE IN
THE ISLAND OF JUAN FERNANDEZ.
I AM monarch of all I survey,
My right there is none to dispute;
I am lord of the fowl and the brute.
That sages have seen in thy face?
Than reign in this horrible place.
I must finish my journey alone,
I start at the sound of my own.
My form with indifference see;
Their tameness is shocking to me.