A A == A — "- ^ f ^ 3 = 7 ^= -7 : > 7 8 It)! THE LIBRARY OF THE UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA LOS ANGELES POEMS ON VARIOUS SUBJECTS, AND ON SEVERAL OCCASIONS i BY THE LATE iWv% 2!HiUfam ^nnib l^oht : EDITED BY HIS SON, THE REV. FRANCIS W. ROBE, A.M. OF LINCOLN COLLEGE, OXFORD. Oh I may lome spark of your celestial fitc The last, the meanest of yonr Sons inspire; That on weak wings from far pursues your flights j Glows while he reads, but trembles as he writes. POPE. NEWPORT-PAGNEL : PRIKTED FOR THE EDITOR, BY S, MANNINS. 1824. 5';lZ'=I CONTENTS. PAOB. ADDRESS to the Reader, 5 Subscribers' Names, 9 Introduction to the Art of Preaching, 17 The Art of Preaching, Exordium, 20 Rule I. Preaching to be plain 27 1 . Hard words to be avoided, ib. 2. Wild and mysterious thoughts and notions, . . 29 3. Rhetorical flights of fancy, 31 4. Crabbed sentences and old-fashioned phrases 32 Rule II. Preaching to be practical, 35 1. Precept and practice not to be separated,. ... 36 2. Speculation to give way to practice, 37 3. God's attributes to be descanted upon, ib. 4. Religion notinconsistent with reason and faith, ■> _ and works not to be separated, J 5 Popery to be opposed firmly, yet charitably, 42 Rule III Preaching to be methodical, 46 1 . Judicious choice of a text, 47 2. 'I'he preface and the text should agree,. . . , . . 49 3. The main discourse should be suitable, 51 4. The application should be obvious & practical 52 Rule IV, Preaching should be affectionate, .... 55 The Cobler of Amiens, a Tale, 57 Horace, Ode 15, Book II. translated, ,. 67 An Epistle on the Times, 68 An Acrostic on Will. Robe, 70 A Song without a Patroness, ib. Hero to Leander, from Ovid, 71 829797 iv. CONTENTS. PAUC Good Advice, 73 Psalm XCV'll, paraphrHsed, 74 Tlic Compliinont, to Miss A Diotignardi, 76 On a beautiful young Lady, 11 'I'lie Cotnplaint, spoken by Mrs. E. Tbompson, . . ib. The Reply, spoken extempore by Mr. Robe, .... ib 'I'he I.auientation, or Uungny Call 78 Rosalind, a Song, 79 Translation from Moliere, 80 A \'alcntinc, sent to the .\uthoi', 81 The Author's answer, 82 Fphis and Anaxarete, 84 Translation from Ovid 89 Verses addressed to any Young Lady, ib. U'riften extempore on Miss Celia Stanton, ib- An Epistle to Miss Sally Kandell, 90 An Epistle to Miss Jane Rogers, 91 One Latin line translated, 93 Lines to Mr. Hugh Barron, 94 A Birth-day Ode to Miss Eliza I'rince, ib. Pavid, an Oratorio, 97 A familiar Epistle to F. Magnus, 115 Songs and Finale to the Opera of Emma, 119 The Pen and the Pencil, 123 An Epistle to the Rev. James Allett, 125 Mr. Alletfs Reply, 128 Th« Snipe, a humorous Ballad ib. The Snipcad, addressed to the Rev. J. Allett,. ... 133 An Epistle to G. S. Carey, 140 Farewell Song, to Mr. Hugh Barron, 141 The Compact, or the Lottery Ticket, 1 43 The Author's Epitaph, 144 ADDRESS TO THE READER. Ckitics seldom interfere with Poems published by Subscription ; therefore it is hoped this little Volume may escape their notice. The Public are too candid and generous to expect much merit in works of this sort : it is considered to be sufficient if they neither offend against Religion, Morality, Decency, nor Good Sense : but if, besides thivS, the style be somewhat above mediocrity so much the better j and that this is the case here, at least in several instances, the judicious Reader will perhaps be disposed to admit. The late Mr. Robe, who died in 1802, in the 70th year of his age, wrote most of these Pieces between his 20th and 40th year ; a period of life certainly most favourable to the exertion of Poetical Genius. Many of ,V1. ADDRESS TO THE READER. liis productions are dated : the dates 1 liave carefully inserted. I have reason to believe that none of these Poems were intended for publication, cxcejit "The Art of Preaching," and perhaps, "David, au Oratorio j" that they are now brought to light, is more owing to the kindness of friends, than to their own intrinsic worth. 'Jhe \'olurac would have appeared many years ago, had not Mr. Robe's Widow objected to part with the MSS during her life; and her decease did not take place until the Spring of 1823. In revising and correcting my Father's works, I have first necessarily applied the labor /'mice. The style of familiar writing fifty years ago was such as to require now considerable refinement. Secondly, I have expunged all superfluous matter and redundancy of expression ; and lastly, with respect to the Versification, wherever I met with a lame line, I have endeavoured to substitute one that would flow more harmoniously. How far I have succeeded in my attempts to improve upon my Author, can be known only by comparison 3 therefore. 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XVI. ibid. xvii. ibid. 33, 39, 46, 83, 104, 116, 127, INTRODUCTION TO THB ART OF PREACHING. Thk ruling passion 's love of Fame j So Young asserts (immortal name '.) Yet, tho' I pay him homage due, 1 scarcely think the maxim true. For who is he that dare deny The force of Curiosity ! In male or female, this you'll find The strongest passion of the mind. Herein the old and young agree ; All bow to Curiosity : O'er all it bears despotic rule j Nor spares the wise, nor shuns the fool j But more than ever does it rage. When unknown authors fill the page. Should you or I presume to write. E'er well the work can come to light. We're sure to hear, where-e'er we go, " Pray Sir, do you the Author know ? Some needy wit, to catch the pence Or blockhead with more cash than sense ' "Be easy friend, I make no doubt, " The other says, «* we'll find him out." B 18 All join wilh open mouth the cry : >\'lial's ihisbul Curiosity ? How luaiiy think it waste of time, To read an unknown Poet's rhyi'- ! They juJge an Author by his nniu- ; Thii cither makes, or mar? !.:.•> Lv.-m. Let him but be of Noble llace. No folly can his page dis-racc : Among the living, if I dare, I'd give a proof ; the dead £ spare. Thus much premis'd, 'tis right that I Should now come foward publicly. To tell the whole of what I know. And fairly my credentials show. The tale is short, the facts are few. And thus I bring them to your view. A certain ancient beldame found A paper parcel on the ground. With joy she seized the fancied prize, And tears of gladness dimm'd her eyes. She vainly hop'd she should behold At least a piece or two of Gold, "Which amply might her waats supply. And make her live more merrily. Her prize, alas ! turned out lo be, A manuscript of Poetry. She came to me in doleful plight ; (She'd heard that I could read and write) 19 Quoth she, " I prithee Sir tell me, "What may the value of this be ; I hope some trifle it may make, Whate'er you'll give for it, I'll take." "Well leave it then," said I, you may Call here again another day ; For, if I find it worth my while, I'll give you that shall make you smile." Resolv'd to act an honest part. And show I have agen'rous heart. For years I waited for the dame. Who, to my sorrow, never came. Yet still the gossip may be found ; Still she may be on living ground; And claim from me the profits too, W^hich from this Poem may ensue. I therefore, steward of her gains. Have taken here the utmost pains. The work before you to correct. And make it what you might expect. Should you approve this foundling strain. And I e'er find the dame again. Your bounty I'd to her restore; And where's the man who can do more ' Then treat not with severity The imprefections which you see j Think of the motives which induce. And let them plead my full excuse. B2 20 TUE ART OF rRI^ACIllNG. A POETICAL ESSAY. MENTIRI NESCIO. Juvetial. MUTATO NOMINE, DB TE, Fabula narratob. Ihrace. J am not practU'd in the lying trade ; Yet change the name, and see yourself display' d. Thou God of Verse, and ye. oh ! tuneful Nine, Assist your Vot'ry in his great design. My daring Muse, advent' rous, shall explore A devious path, untrod by Bards before. To Levi's sacred Sons I'll rules impart. To make them perfect in the preaching art. My theme with honest ardour I'll pursue. Nor dread the hrutum fuimen of Review. 21 No — I'll not truckle, bend the supple knee. Nor praise as Candour, foul Venality. Nor will I to appease the Critic Tribe, Gag their foul jaws with an enormous bribe. Let timid authors thus their favour buy j My money will I save ; aye marry I ! Impartial Justice will I keep in view; And brave the vengeance of the motley crew. Of vast importance to the human Race, Preaching stands forth, and claims the highest place; Expounded Scripture from the Pulpit flows, A Sovereign remedy for human woes. But let the preacher handle Scripture well : He wrongs Religion's cause who can't excel. Yet, what pretenders in our day we see ! Or sleepy drones, or saints in extacy. To name the group would half an age require. And make my Reader, like their hearers tire. Justly their follies do my rage provoke ', Here let them feel a fatal, final stroke : And be it even by themselves confest, 'Tis meritorious to root out a pest. Some preachers whisper a piano strain ; While anxious hearers listen still in vain; With bold Stentorian voice, and nothing more. Will thick sculi'd blockheads make a constant row. Oh ! spare your lungs of brass, resign your gown. And cry birch brooms and matches through the Town. d2 Your strong liinb'd clowns, wlio stamp with pond'ron* Should with a porter's knot adorn their head ; [tr«ad While luiucing fops, who ambulate and prance. May rest content, with teaching apes to dance. In meanest trades still some perfection lies. And they who find out this are really wise : Her gifts kind nature does to all impart j Then let not one usurp another's art : For ev'rv state of life this rule will fit ; Who aims aright, is sure the mark to hit. But when the laws of Nature we oppose. Who only best our separate genius knows. We misapply our talent, lose our place. Toil on in vain, and only reap disgrace. And now my Rev' rend Pupils, pray attend j I teach the choice of means to gain your end. If in the Art of Preaching you would rise. Be pious, learned, eloquent, and wise. While in yourselves these requisites unite. Success is certain ; you're the sons of Light. Should some howe'er, with sacerdotal pride. My precepts scorn, my friendly rules deride j Should they perversely into danger run. Nor see their weakness 'till they are undone. Let honest satire scourge each headstrong fool. And justly hold him vp to ridicule. I grant 'tis hard the multitude to please. What one applauds as eloquence and ease. 23 Another will condemn with scornful sneer ; And call it language scarcely fit to hear. And yet 'twere hard could no divine be found, AVith talents suited to maintain his ground : To give instruction with a graceful art j To please the ear as well as mend the heart. One have I heard, the best of all the racej For who with Warner* can dispute the place. My Muse must not the painful labour spare, To show how testy Congregations are. With well bred hearers, all must be polite, The language graceful, the ideas bright : Unless the words in polish'd periods fiow, The preacher is despis'd as dull and low. But what is style, or phraseology. To those whose whole delight is novelty ? Successive whims, vagaries of the mind And something new, they ever hope to find : With such farrago they'll delighted be. And own the charms of sweet variety. With equal warmth another set exclaims, " Give us our Sermons full of learned names j Well fraught with Latin, not devoid of Greek, And Hebrew sometimes they must learn to speak," Such sermons prove, deny this truth who can, The silly preacher a pedantic man ; *Rev. Dr. Warner, Clerk in Orders of St. James's Weatmiuster, and Cliaplaia to the Foundling Hospital. 24 But how such sermons tend to godliacss. Is more than I can slog, or you can guess. What lavish praises will not some bestow, On those wlio make the various passions glow ; "While others would such tricks with horror see. And deem the preacher's art iniquity. Incessant motion, some consider good ; And praise the preacher's attitude ; These, too, for strong vociferation call. And think he preaches best, who most can bawl: While others wish for one unvaried tone, From orator immoveable as stone. Thus just as whim, or inclination draws, ITiey judge by partial, not by gen'ral laws. AVhile tastes so strange and opposite appear, Preachers and Sermons sure kave much to fear But no great mischief hence ensues I trust When men are honest, and in censure just j The Sacred Priesthood then let none despise Nor vilify it's Sons with ranc'rous lies. Let none the Bible scorn, with sinful pride ; That heav'nly book is man's unerring guide. As sermons always class mankind in two. The good and bad j so, preachers, I class yon. This, to the former then, I have to say ; Let not preferment stop your heav'nly way. Relax the ardour of your grand pursuit. Nor preaching Curates, tu'*a to Rectors mute. 25 And you, ye wretched lierd of preachers vile. When this you read, restrain your angry bile. If from the crowd I single out a fool, 'Tisonly to elucidate my rule ; And not in anger, nor for malice' sake. But that the rest may useful warning take. For when in others, faults are plainly shown. The wise, by seeing them correct their own. Come then ye sound Divines, whose souls possess The o»ly source of human happiness • Ve pious fewj in whom we gladly see United, Faith and Hope and Charity 5 Since in your hearts these sacred virtues shine. Teach me to feel their energy divine^ That I with patience may each evil bear. And, when abus'd, may my detractors spare. Your aid I crave, your kind assistance askj I need your guidance in this arduous task : For your protection will the Muse defend. And bring her labours to the wish'd-for end. In this grand maxim surely all agree ; The end of preaching should instruction be : Tho' wit may smile, and eloquence may blaze. This point neglected, you'll deserve no praise/ Without instructing, still declaim you may. But call yourselves no Christian preachers pray. Two points of Doctrine, sermons should contain 5 Faith, and Gpod^Vorks : both which I here explain! 26 Repentance vrilh our Faith we should cornhine. Bewail our Sins, and trust to Grace Divine. Our Faith in Christ should firnvly rooted be ; A f.iith that sets rept*atant sinners free : A faith that works by love, renews our mind, And makes us to our duty well inclin'd ; Reforms our nature and renews our heart. And teaches man to act a godlike part : Restores the Image that we lost thro' sin, And brings a present Deity within. Our good works, thus, from Christain motives spring. To us, great paace, to Gad, nrach glory bring j Each moral duty, eager we fulfil. And as in heav'n, on earth, perform God's will : Beyond all worldly things, love God above. And as ourselves, our fellow mortals love. Tais is the plan all preachers should pursue ; This is our Church's Creed and Scripture too : In teaching thus. Divines will surely find. Themselves grow better as they mend mankind. From this chief rule it is all others spring : Attend the Muse, Wiiile she the rest shall sing. Each latent fault my pen shall bring to view. And show the preacher how to mend it too. A way so plain, so easy will I teach. That all my readers may learn how to preach-. Four precepts to my pupils I impart j 0!>serve them well, and lay them to your heart. 27 T, Let your discourse be simplcj clear and plain, II. And practical the djuties you explain j HI. Ltt lucid method e'er maintain its place, IV. And warm Affection give the final grace. /. Plainness. We may to plainness many faults oppose, lliechief of which I briefly will disclose. And first, hard words, which obsolete are grown ; Then wild mysterious thoughts, the preacher's own Rhetoric fights of Fancy, which imply Unbearable conceit and vanity ; And strange old fashion' d phrases, bursting forth, Jn crabbed sentences of little worth. 1 . Hard words. Plain be your words, from affectation free. That all you say may comprehended be. You might as well a barb'rous language use. As words ambiguous, or as words abstruse.* When empty sounds alone assail the ear. With just disdain the Congregation sneer. First nod contempt, while you preach on in rain. Then seek by sleep to mitigate their pain. * 1 Cor, xir. 11. C2 28 E'en social parties do this fault omit. Alike condemii'd by men of sense and wit ; If you transtrress tlien, you are more to blame^ M'liose duty is at plainest speech to aini. Youth fresh from College I can pardon here. But with each old offender am severe. I would not here be understood to mean, From learned tongues that we no words should glean. Custom has stamp'd some words with sterling worth. That yet from Greece or Home can date their birth. From cv'ry clime, some little England takes. And when adopted, of the whole she makes A pleasing, copious language, free and bold. Expressive full as any of the old. And yet some speakers are so over nice. They'll shun one fault, and rush to t'other vice. Forsooth, all sterling English they profess j Discard inunensiti/ for immcuseness. Dismiss all Latin from their British page. And call Eternity the lasting ^-^ge. He, who to garble English takes such pains. May have a head indeed, but has no brains. Though rude plebeians often gape and stare When in a sermon learned words they hear. Yet still the preacher hence incurs no blame. While there's just cause to introduce the same. In ev'ry Branch terms technical there are 3 Religion still must claim her proper share . 29 All men of sense know well you cannot cbusc. But terms scholastic sometimes you must use j Your apt occasion will those terms defend ; You'll have a patient hearing to the end. But if to ostentation you give way. And merely seek your talents to display, A mark'd derision is your only gain Ponder my words, nor let me write in vain. Avoid excess, all strange contraries shun. Nor be like some, a speaking Lexicon. Before the Muse this ample head can quit. To speak of learn'd quotations it is fit. For scraps of Greek and Latin, I'm afraid Are not for use, but savour of parade. Translations in our days so much abound. That all the Fathers tread on British ground. In Parish Churches don't attempt to blaze A learned star, to make the vulgar ga^e ; But, when requir'd by University, Or made, perchance, of Sion College free. When all who can may then in Latin speak. Then preach to them iu Latin or in Greek j By some perhaps not clearly understood. Be not uneasy — all pronounce it good. 2. fnid, fnysterious thoughts and notions. Mysterious notions daim the second place ; Here errors swarm, and niischief thrives apaee. 30 Hypotheses aDil Systems uot a few. Strange wild opinions, old as well as new. With those the Pulpit groans ; the weak misled, With poison'd food, instead of Manna fed. Begin to waver, each opinion try. Hold fast to none ; and irreligious die* How cautious then each Minister should be. Lest he attend too much to theory } Few preach it well, and yet 'tis hard I fear, T'o find as many that are fit to hear. With men oi learning, and whose sense is sound. Your lengthen'd line may touch the depths profound ; But to the ignorant and vulgar herd. To preach abstractedly is quite absurd— Of Supra, or of Sublapsarian choice. To prate but ill becomes a human voice. That we are fall'n is what we all should know And where for help as fallen to men go. Persuming, would we God's decrees explain. Our feeble minds must labour still in vain. Election, Reprobation, Fate, Free-will, Are subjects far beyond all human skill : And endless mischiefs surely must arise. When preachers set these themes before our eyes : Neglect to preach the Gespel plain and clear ; Conduct us to a maze, and leave us there, Jgnotum per ignot'ius strive to show, Aad flounder deeper every step they go. m B*rom tills do serious mischiefs often flowj Mischiefs that end in everlasting woe. Self-tanght and self-conceited fools, whose brain A mod' rate nut-shell might with ease contain. Dispense these Systems with empiric skill. And in the end their hapless patients kill. Puffd up with pride, of fancied wisdom vain. All useful knowledge they must needs disdain : Then dare, with mock precision to explore Those mysteries, which Angels but adore : All true humility they stdl deride ; And fall like Satan through excess of pride. These boasters to great knowledge make pretence j. But meek and modest is the man of sense. AfTect not learning then, much less be vain. But let clear language useful themes explain : Preach the plain Gospel in the good old way. And for success on all your labours pray. 3. Rhetoric Rights of Fancy. In Rhet'rics slipp'ry paths beware to tread j She breeds a strange confusion in the head. The pomp of Art, plain language far exceeds.* When truth is strong, no ornament she needs. In Greece and Rome, where Eloquence did dwell. Pure nature taught the art of speaking well. Demosthenes and Tully, — matchless names ! Eternal Fame, with sounding trump, proclaims. * 2 Cor. i. 13. 32 Grave Hist'ry"s pige, and Poots" brighter lays, Have never ceasM to celebrate their praise. The rnccdof excellence alone they gain : Moderns attempt, but still attempt in vain. A higher praise. Divines, still wails on you, Who bring Religion's sacred Truths to ^^ew. Expanded wide is Scripture's ample page, The happy priv'lege of the present age. With due attention there let's turn our eyes j Instruct ourselves— make others good and wise. In earnest be, if we would well persuade j Kor treat Religion as we would a trade. Point out to man, how he may plainly see Life's but the road to vast Eternity. Though your discourse be artless, simple, plain. He'll seek, through means of grace, his end to gain. Bat, should you lay a trap for empty praise. And wander in false Rhet'ric's flow'ry ways. You'll hear, and will mistake dull Folly's horn. For Fame's approving Trump; and be your people's Mark well this rule then, for I here explain, [scorn Effectual preaching always must be plain. 4 . Strange old-fashioned phrases, and crabbed sentences. Attend the Muse wherever she may tread ; She now gives lessons on another head. Plainness in preaching, likewise does imply Tlic absence of a crabbed phraseology. 33 In common speech a quainter phrase may shine. Though unatlapted to a theme divine ; But stiJI in words uncouth, no man can find Wherewith to profit, or amuse the mind. Whene'er fantastic phrases we would try, We turn bright truth to dark obscurity. Yet some pretenders obstinately place. This is the test of oratoric grace ; "Let speech at home," say they, "be plainly clad. But, let your language, when you preach run mad." How can such cant with Holy Writ agree ? The Scripture's brightest gem 's simplicity. All low expressions sacred truth profane. The Preacher's foul disgrace. Religion's banei. Yet this the turn of ev'ry sickly mind. Which aims with fustian to improve mankind 5 This the sole object many priests pursue : Oh grief of griefs ! alas ! the charge is true. Again, in madness see, an endless train Together crowd, on wide extended plain : The Muse indignant feels her choler rise ; But calms herself, that she may satirize. What sainted cheats, what hypocrites she sees ! And asks, amaz'd, " are Christians such as these ?" Religious madmen, truth's and reason's foes. Whose subtil leaders teach them to oppose : The foulest canker England ever bred ; A dire Chimera with a Hydra head : D 34 A weed, a trunk not bearing wholesome fruit. Yet fnr extending its pcstifrons root : Of knaves and easy fools a motley race. At once our Country's torment and disgrace. Does not this evil speedy aid require "> Oh may the Muse some honest heart inspire To stem the torrent, and divert the stream. And wake the pi;ople from their dang'rous dream. Ye Ministers of God's eternalTruth, arise! Recal the wand'rers, and illume their eyes; Nor shrink affrighted at the arduous task, For Ileav'n will grant whate'er in faith we ask. Deluded mortals shall their follies end. And gladly to th' ingrafted* word attend. As a fond mother, wheu her children stray. And, through perverseness, urge a headstrong way Disdain instruction, admonition spurn. The right path leave, and into bye-ways turn ; As she with anguish heaves her throbbing breast. While all the parent 's in each look exprcst ; So does our Holy Church with grief of heart. View, from her side, her wayward sons depart : But when those sons with'vn her pale return. With joy extatic does her bosom burn ; And, as an earthly parent will approve. When wand' ring sons return to duteous love ; * James i. 21. 35 So does the Church her penitents receive. And freely all their devious ways forgive. Hear her instructions then, her voice attend; She speaks of peace, and joys which never end. True are her doctrines. Scripture is her guide ; Her handmaid Reason, ever at her side : For, spite of all each headstrong bigot says. From Revelation Reason never strays. But duly exercis'd, she serves to prove The guilt of sinners and Redeeming love. Thus then I judge, you labour still in vaia If yoa in crabbed sentences explain. The vulgar praise — but what is that to you. Seek you the plaudits of the wiser few. Bio- with conceit, the giddy herd suppose Mysterious language high attainment shows j This proves, alas ! how void they are of sense j And shows to judgment they have no pretence. Mystics may rave, and we may hear them preach j Excepting nonsense, what do mystics teach ? Here rests the Muse ; but e'er she quits this strain. Remember well, good preaching must be plain, II. Preaching to be practical. Now mark me well j 'tis all in vain you preach. While rules impractical you only teach. Holy to live, and sinful nature mend. Is, in this life, religion's chiefest eud. 2D 36 Exert your skill, then, as a good divine. And give attention to this main design ; P raclice and Pietif together blend : Exhort, persuade, and warmly recommend. ] . Precept and practice not to he separated. Precept and practice, ever mutual friends. Point the same way and not to diff 'rent ends. Judicious precepts fortify the soul : Invigorate the good, the bad conlroul. Keep to this point, have this in stedfast view 3 And all who hear will own the doctrine true. Precepts, of piety, implant the root. By practice only we discern the fruit. Real pious rules, with active morals join'd In close alliance, ever let us find. And thus united, they with pow'r controul. And guide to Heav'n the true converted soul. No opposites are there — they will agree. And form a System in true harmony. Whene'er such principles as these you teach. Mankind must benefit by what you preach. Mark well Religion — all her precepts tend The good to comfort, and the bad to mend. But man perverse, too oft to folly runs j And true Helig'oa's admonitions shuns : luflames his fancy, and distracts his brain. And aotloos forms, himself can not explain. 37 Warm is the Muse — the subject makes her so : Be it her task such precious fools to show. Contending blockheads eager urge the chase 3 On Folly's right hand take their proper place : Exalted high the stupid brawlers see, Swell'd with conceit, and zealous bigotry. 2. Speculation should give place to practical doctrine. Let speculation nice, and points profound. Give place to doctrines practical and sound. The debt we owe to God, man's sinful pride. The cross of Christ, the Holy Ghost, our guide 5 The beauty of good works, the state divine Of those, whose lights* before their neighbours shine. These themes demand the preacher's utmost care) These, oft repeated, let the people hear. And would the Preacher well his task fulfil. His subject he'll select with proper skill. As hard or prosp'rous circumstances rose. With these encourage — urge God's threats with those. For though one common faith be preach'd to all, ^ Yet for distinction circumstance must call. 3* God's attributes are to he descanted upon. God's holy Attributes you'll ever find Fit theme to win the ear, and gain the mind. « Mat. V. 16. 38 His Wisdom first endeavonr to display, As far as Scripture leads, you cannot stray. But oh ! pcTsume not, as you dread his rod, To seem familiar with the mind of God.* That wisdom preach, which form'd the glorious plan. Not merely to create, but pardon man. God's matchless pow'r, in boldest terms proclaim, The pow'r to crush this Universal Frame : The pow'r to raise each mortal from the dust. The bad to punish, and to save the just. Then teach his justice, which on all bestow* The portion due of blis«i, or endless woes j The meed of grace, on those who do his will ; And direful wrath on all who hate him still. Bat above all, the gladsome trumpet sound. And mercy preach, to earth's remotest bound. Mercy, which view'd us in our lost estate. And snatch'd transgressors from impending fate j I4ercy which freely gave th' Eternal Son, A toilsome course of misery to run : Which made atonement for the human race, And ruin'd sinners chang'd to heirs of grace- Mercy extensive as our Parent's fall. Sincerely offer'd and design'd for all. And never unobtain'd, except by those. Who to the last, the call of grace oppose. Isaiah xl. 13. 39 The Saviour's love to ev'ry soul extends. And all repentant sinners are his friends. This God declares 3 — but what do bigots say i They preach a doctrine full of dire dismay. With them, an irrespective, stern decree, Gr seal'd our happiness, or misery j Some favor'd few, say they, were born for heav'n. The rest, pass'd by, to reprobation giv'n 5 And into everlasting torments sent. For sins, of which they never could repent. From notions such as these, two errors rise. Alike avoided by the truly wise. The self-conceited raise their crest on high. And rest content in false security; While the rejected, through despair of heav'n To dang'rous depths of sinfulness are driv'n.* Exert your skill then ; ev'ry method try. To give just notions of the Deity ; Reclaim the zealot, who would still maintain. The gloomy ravings of th' enthusiasts brain 5 Lay bare the cheat, to all the world expose Those base deceivers who the truth oppose. 4. Religion not inconsistent with Reason and Faith, and works not to be separated. Behold Religion ! see that Heavenly maid lavdking human reason to her aid. * Article xvii. 40 "Come let lis reason now" our GoJ hath said, And shall not this his mandate be obey'd ? By reason, rightly manag'd, we may see If man's oj)inions with the truth agree. For, though our reason ne'er can comprehend The means by which God brings al)out his end j Though much of Gospel truth still soars on high, Beyond the sphere of our capacity j Yet, Scripture's direst foes could ne'er espy, 'Twixt Faith and Reason, contrariety. Reason declares that God should punish guilt. And that for spilling Blood, should blood be spilt ; And yet, as God, in Mercy, form'd a plan, To honor Justice, and to pardon man, E'en here, impartial Reason will declare. That God does right, offending man to spare ; And just and good, those terms pronounce to be. On which repentant sinners are set free. Let Reason then, the handmaid be of grace j And in your Sermons find a constant place j When Faith and Reason thus join hand in hand, AH infidel attacks they will withstand. In your defence, calm reason's force display ; Nor fear that reason will )*our cause betray. She dare not but approve the wond'rous plan Ordaiu'd by God to rescue ruin'd man. * IsaiaL i. 18. 41 By every man of sense 'tis undei-stoocl That good Religion must make morals good. Sound faith to action leads, and hence we find. The pious Christian to good works inclln'd. But strange the fashion of our wayward times. Which boasts the art of sanctifying crimes. " Faith must be had no matter how we live," All pow'r to faith the Antinomians give. Thus man deluded finds his hopes deceive And misinterprets God's command—'' believe." Come honest Muse in glowing colours paint The fiery zealot and fictitious saint ■ The primum mobile in each the same A thirst for pelf, or ardent love of fame. To gold all men devoted homage pay. Priest's own its pow'r and with the rest obey ; But even Hohy Orders shall not save. From just resentment, ev'ry subtle knave. Who to the Church for her preferment flies. Receives her pay, and deems her tenets lies : Subscribes her articles, receives her tithes. And secretly with all her foes connives. "Among mankind, such wretches can there be I" " Stranger to England : prithee come and see." And if such men there are, can I forbear To pluck the mask, and show them as they are ? To drive each Round Head from his snug retreat, Aud show to all the world the pious cheat ? 42 :> ro^^fiy to he. npiw.iid with JirmneHS, but in the ajnnt of mvchnem and Chr'isUan Charity. Fiftli of Xoveiubcr ! Tvventy-niiitli of May ! For Englund each a incuiorubie day. — How truly grateful should her children be. The blesL cfl'ccts of two sucii days to see ! For now, no lirltish Subject is couipell'd, By crafty I'riests, in bondage to be held. Pardons and Bulls, indulgencles and beads, Confessions, Masses, and fallacious Creeds, The Pricstliood's engines, and tlieir flocks' disgrace. No more our Churches' holy aisles debase. Yet mark the gen'rous mildness of our Laws ^ Tliough disapproving of the Papal cause. Still have the Papists leave their Mass to say. And worship God, their own peculiar way : This is no more than just — for they, and all To their own Heav'nly Master stand or fall. Let them use fire and faggot if they need ; Compulsion forms no part of England's creed : And Papists, Quakers, Methodists, and Jew3, And Independents who their Pastors chuse, Moravians, Baptists, and Socinians bold. And men who all or no opinions hold. 43 These, of our Laws, the kind protection share ; And none to hinder or molest them dare. But though we tolerate, shall we forbear To warn the people of each crafty snare ? Say, shall our Clergy tamely bear to see Their people fall a prey to subtiltv ? Ah no : speak out, and show, how, led astray. Unthinking man pursues a devious way -, Expose that mock infallibility. On which blind zealots only can rely : Gf Transubstantiation show the cheat • Prove that our Saviour's oflf 'ring is complete : Deny that dispensation can be glv'n For deeds repugnant to the will of heav'n. Denounce the homage paid to wood and stone. And teach mankind to worship God alone. Dispel that vain illusion of the mind That oaths tow'rds Heretics can never bind. See that your people through no Papist fall. But, oh ! beware of Jesuits, more than all. This crafty sect, of ev'ry man the foe, A secret influence gain where'er they go. Both Pope and Protestant alike inthral j And proudly lord it. Masters of them all. Arise then Britons ! Priests and Laymen join ! And clear your Land from ev'ry Jesuit's shrine ; Jmperimn in imperio, cautious, shun 5 And see your danger, e'er you are undone. 44 While thus tho', for titer in re, you teach, tSuaviler in tnodo, he your speech ; Your Brother's errors set before our view. But give your Brother ev'ry honor (hie. Be, charity to all, your constant plan j And, hating his offence, still love the man. All wide extremes with equal caution shun. Avoid Charybdis, nor on Scylla ruu. All dang'rous errors tend but to destroy. Here let us then unwearied pains employ. To stem their force, and clearly to display To all mankind, the new and living way To win God's favour j and, at lufet, attain Immortal life, and freedom from all pain, A\'hile mad divisions in the Church prevail. And each will at his neighbour's tenets rail, (Malice in heart and frantic zeal in head) All are alike by fatal error led. To such as these, on Christian love descant; Tell them to cherish this, and leave their rant. The gen'rous Christian, from resentment free. Views man with universal charity ; But mad-brain'd zealots, peace and love withstand. And deal damnation with unsparing hand. Yet who sees not, that here proud man is wrong, Judgment's not his, but does to God belong. Such partial fondness in all sects we see, 'ftey all condemn who dare to disagree. 45 Be not deluded, ye uuthinking throng 5 The blindlj^ obstinate are always wrong; The fittest means to gain the wish'd for end. Unite extremes, and all their errors mend. Is to obtain that heavenly charity. Which softens each peculiarity 3 All jarring Sectarists in union binds. And drives unhallowed passions from our minds. Pursue with patience then this steady course, Nor dread opposers* weak and feeble force. What bold presumer dare this truth deny ? Hie bond of human peace is charity. Truth by deceivers is assailed in vain : Truth is a rock, and will itself maintain. Let infidels and bigots rave and rail, God's holy word shall finally prevail. Qbedient man his neighbour shall commend. And hail each pious Christian as his friend. Thus shall it be — then bravely persevere. Preach peace my sous, on no account forbear. Let charity prevail, and love increase, 'Till foul dissentions end in Christian peace. The rich, the poor, the vreak, the cultur'd brain. Their duty gladly hear, nor hear in vain. When holy rules of life your doctrines teach. For they can touch the heart, and conscience reach. Be firm, and yet be mod'rate, — this you'll find. The only way to benefit mankind. 46 ///. Prcach'ms: to be Methodical. a DisTiiiCTivB method gives a graceful ease, 'Tis nature's walk and never fails to please : It clears tbc mist that hovers round the brain, Turns doubt to truth, and diOicult to plain. The whole is perfect, where the parts combine. There order, niethod, and connexion join; Each helps the other, with assisting light. Till true perfection captivates the sight. I need not urge, what all mankind must know The great improvements which from method flow; To memory, benehcent and kind, Fair reason's clue, conduter of the mind. Which method's best no way concerns the Muse j Discreetly judge yourself, and rightly chuse. Various the subject, so must meth od be. One form alone, will not to all agree. To aid the cause, and give the preacher ease,] The best directions I conceive are these— Glide smoothly forward in an even course. Nor weak and lax, nor overstrain'd by force. Whene'er you try the imitative art. To vie with Nature in a counterpart. Fit for your hearers let your subject be j for few are blest with strong capacity. 47 They will tlieir point, with readiness obtain, Whose rules are simple, obvious, dear and plaSu ; But if obscure, confusion must ensue. Which wounds the sense, and clogs the mein'ry too. Aim not to catch your hearers by surprize ; It may amuse, but ne'er can make them wise. Trust not to wit, 'twill lead the wise astray ; And sacred truth with treachery betray. In laughing colours tho' a Tristram paint. Yet grave instruction best becomes the saint. To please the ear at sanctity's expense. To shine in wit, where you should reign in sense. May gain the plaudits of unthinking fools } But 'tis a fault repugnant to my rules. When in profusion many parts abound All order's lost, and you yourself confound. Diffusive subjects skill may yet reduce. And notice only those that are of use ; Thus, still the matter further to explain, I'll briefly show what method's rules contain. Judicious choice first in your 7> In paths of Truth would we abide. Let Reason be our constant guide; 67 A TRANSLATION O/l/^e Fifteenth Ode of the lid Book of Horace. Our palaces so num'rous grow. That scarcely land is left to plough ; Wide spreading ponds we Moderns make. Exceeding far the Lucrine Lake : Umbrageous elms resign their place To barren plantain's leafless race ; Here violets and myrtles grow. And fragrant herbs profusely blow. Where lately olives did afford. Support and pleasure to their lord. The laurel's shade, from sultry heat. No longer forms a cool retreat. Not thus, when Romulus did reign j ^ Nor thus do Cato's laws ordain : ' I Our Country's manners then were plain. / The common stock was ample store. Each individual then was poor: No porticos were spread around, A huge incumbrance on the ground : Nor stately piles, vain pride to please. Which catch the cooling northern breeze- Then, 'twas unlawful to despise A hut which might by chance arise, And piety, no cost would spare, To keep the temples in repair. ' 2h 68 AN EPISTLE ON THE TIMES. Unhappy Britain now we sec. In wretched plight and misery. The fall of learning I deplore. And fate of authors, always poor ; A shabby coat no friends can find, Tho" sense and virtue grace the mind j From hence 'tis plain, and all must own, Old England now begins to groan. Aflairs are in a tott'ring state : liut Kingdoms must submit to Fate, The poor have now no food to eat, AVhile great one's plunder, rob, and cheat. Fair liberty with Wilkes has fled. And left oppression in her stead. Not one^of all our venal tribe. Has courage to'resist'a bribe ; From recent facts it maybe shown. They to themselves are traitors growu': Of all this mischief, what's the root ? These dreadful ills arise from Bute. With titles dazzled, one gives way j A pension, will the next betray ; A third, docs for a place agree ; And then farewell to honesty. 69 We cannot hope that they intend The Nation's evils to amend ; Their own advantage they pursue ; What more can modern Patriots do ? Should we e'er see, by any chance, A friend in our defence advance ; Perhaps he'd feel a fatal stroke. Like Townshend, when for truth he spoke. For still does cruel Fate decree. That we should sink in misery. On foreign shores, see Edward dies ! And wrests the tears from British eyes. Some crafty monk no doubt did plot His death, to please the ambitious Scot ; Who, tho' in grief he seems Jo be. Is master of hypocrisy. TMs vice prevails thro' all the clan 5 They're all deceivers, to a man. Hosts of examples prove it true ; I many more could bring to view. C^TEKA DESUNT. 70 AN ACROSTIC 0?i WILL. RODE 1746. \V hcu maa is born, he is decreed I n chccqucr'd paths, his life to lead j L argely to day his stores abound ; L ! none are on the morrow found : R ough, and then smooth, a varied state ; O ft sinking, oft becoming great : B oth these extremes disturb our rest j E DJoy a medium, that is best. A SONG, IVITHOVT A PATRONESS, J 746. Ah ! cruel Fair, Beyond compare, Some pity on me take j My chiefest care. And lovely dear. Why will you me forsake ? 'Tis thee I love, By far above, All other Nymphs that be ; I ne'er will rove. But constant prove ; Theu; prithee Sweet ! love me, 71 A TRANSLATION Of part ofOriD'S I8th EPISTLE. ir^O. UcanUet to ^txo. On Sestiau maid ! Leander here doth send His pray'r for thee : did fav'ring seas befriend. Himself would bring it with unknown delight. Nor woiild you view, with discontented sight. This long Epistle, did the Gods prove kind j But now to favor they>re not inclin'd. Say, could I else my eager wish restrain. Fearless to plunge, and cut the liquid main ? Look round, and see what threafning clouds appq^r; While howling winds the swelling surges tear. And timid shiprmen present dangers fear. Yet one the bravest of the wat'ry host. Unfurls his sail, and quits his native coast : 'Tis he, my fair, whose dauntless hand cpnyeya The present notice of our long delays ; With him, in spite of tl;ie tremendous gale. The anchor weigh'd, I had pre par' d to sail : But all Abydos wievv'd mc from the strand. Else I had steer'd to Hero's Sestian Land. 72 tonicious, I paus'd, unwilling to reveal That sacred love, we liitlici to conceal. What pleasure now, what comfort can I find, But thus, by w riting, to relieve my mind ? r.o, dear Epistle, faithful to my love, Touch her soft hand, my ardent passion prove. Her iv'ry teeth impatient, break the seal : Then, happy messenger ! a kiss you steal. Tn soothing terms this whisper 1 cxprcst ; My willing hand witK speed inscribed the rest : But how much rather had it lave the main. Than merely write while pensive I complain ? It more delights it to repel the force Of swelling waves, and steer the well known course 5 Yet still it can, my ardent flame to tell, Proclfeim that love that lime can never quell. For sev'u long nights do furious tempests rage ; How long the time ! to me it seems an age. For that long time, may still the storra increase ; May winds and waves deny the seamen peace ; If, for this week, my madly tortur'd breast, Enjoy'd the sweets of kind refreshing rest. From serine tall craggy cliff I pensive sec That blissful land, where I myself would be, But find, iu thought alone, I'm there with thee. Either, mine eyes their office do betray, Or else, I see the taper's streaming ray, } 73 f4igh on the tower's top, by whose kind light, Througli the dark waves, I steer my course aright. Myself r strip, to plunge into the main ; Then dress — then strip — then dress — and strip again. The roaring surges thrice, naked, did I brave; And as I swam, the proud disdainful wave. With matchless force, oppos'd my daring arm ; And drove me back, alas ! from whence I came,. Yet still, &c. &c. GOOD ADVICE. A Fragment. 1750. Ah ! who can hope, when virtue once is lost, To wipe the spreading stain of guilt away ? Say, will the wretch, who blasted beauty's bloorai Receive pollution to his faithless arms. And recompense the wrong? Then oh ! beware Of each seducer's specious art, and prize Fair chastity j once lost, no more regain'd. I 74 A TRANSLATION OF THE 97th PSALM. 1750. 1. The Lord of Hosts, the heav'nly King, Bears universal sway ; Thou earth rejoice, yc Islands sing. And willingly obey. 2. Clad in the awful pomp of night. With darkness round him spread ; His truth and justice beam their light. And mercy rears her head. 3. The bartting 6ames before his feet In curling columns rise ; Their final doom the wicked meet : Their groans assail the skies. 4. The livid lightning's dreadful glare Illuminate the night ; And trembling mortals scarcely dare Behold the awftil sight : 5. The hills before the Lord retreat j Behold how swift they fly ! 75 Like melting wax subdu'd by heat, They waste as he draws nigh. 6, This grand terrestrial sphere below, God's mighty pow'r displays j And all the heavenly bodies show Their great Creator's praise. | 7. How great a guilt have they incurr'd Who worship wood and stone ; Their idle pray'rs shall ne'er be heard : Our God is God alone. 8. When tidings of our heavenly King To holy Siou came. Loudly did Judah's daughter sing. And magnify his name. 9. No Prince nor earthly Potentate His power can withstand. Nor heathen god however great Resist his stem command, 10. Whoe'er would truly serve the Lord From evil must refrain j And God shall keep him through his word, From snares of wicked men. 7H 11 Lo ! from afar breaks forth a light, That lends its genial rays ; It fills the Kodly \*ith delight. And pure of heart with prai>e. 12. Ye righteous then, in longs of joy, To God your voices raise j His goodness should your thouglits employ , Your voices six)g his praise. THE COMPLIMENT. Spoken ejr tempore on Mist A- Diotignardi, u/to desired the Author to write v-iw^e. DUET. URIAH AND BATHSHEBA. Bathsheba . The trumpet sounds ; ah ! dear Uriah stay. Uriah. The trumpet sounds, my life, I must away. SCENE IV. CAPTAIN. SOLUS. Recitative, — Captain. iLL-fated chief ! ah ! little dost thou know, That royal David is thy direst foe ; Thy beauteous wife lias caught the monarch's' eye, And for Bathsheba, must Uriah die : Thee, he exposes to the battle's rage ; AVhilc schemes of guilty lore, his thoughts engage. 101 Air, — Captaix. Kings obtain by royal pow'r • Fresh enjoyments ev'ry hour j And when virtue quits their breast. Grow more daring than the rest, For whom have they to fear ? But when reflection gains her4)ow'r Conscience then begins to low'rj In spite of pomp, in spite of pride. The self-contMted must abide A punishment severe. SCENE V. CAPTAIN, DAVID. Recitative,— Captain, Behold the King ! how easy 'tis to trace An am'rous heart in an impatient face. Recitative, — David , Say, was Uriah ready to fulfil The faroor'd mandate of our royal will ? Recitative, — Captain. His trusty sword the loyal hero drevr. Eager the foes of David to pursue. 102 Recitative, — Daviu. "lit well — We bear his loyalty in mind : Obedient subjects render monarch's kind. Speed thou to Dathsheba — she must not weep j For while she sorrows, David cannot sleep. To toothc her grief, in absence of her mate, She shall partake our djgnity and state. 'Tis my command that stir to court repair, There, in soft ease, to dissipate her care. Recitative, — Captain. My gracious liege, to Bathsheba I fly ; Skit with your royal wishes shall comply. SCENE VT. DAVID. SOLUS. R ECITATIVE, Da VI D . Uriah, who hath hitherto withstood My fixed purpose and my chiefest good ; Now far away is led by war's alarms, And leaves tome the fair Bathsheba's charms This apt occasion leads me on my way ; And love, impatient, brooks uo more delay : la royal splendour Bathsheba shall shine. While I, exulting, call the fair one mine. 103 Air, — David. What is grandeur, pomp, and state ? Gaudy pageantry and show ! On love alone true pleasures wait. Bliss supreme of all below. Well I play'd the specious part : Now Uriah meets his fate. Love and joy expand my heart ; Bathsheba's my royal mate. SCENE VII. Chorus. MoRTAT-s, if themselves they guide, Perch'd on shadows, vainly ridej And, too late, are taught to know. Transient bliss is lasting woe j When on heav'n they depend, •loy and comfort crown the end. £ND OF ACT I. ACT II. SCENE I. CAPTAIN. Recitative, — Captain- Let Prudence safely guard the female heart 5 And firmness render vain each villain's art. Iq virtue's garb, too oft will vice appear ; And breasts untainted have the most to fear. 104 To shun temiitation is the safest way. Since man will oft fair innocence betray : Sliould heedlfis Bathsheba to coort repair. Ah me ! 1 fear she'll fall in David's snare. For soft emotions, in her breast to rise. On music's aid, the am'rous King relies ; And while his craft Uriah's life destroys. He seeks, with Bathsheba, forbidden joys. AiB, — Captain. Ye fair, what ills from beauty rise ! ^ Your graceful shapes, your sparkling eyes, Too often prove a snare 3 Tho' men alternate weep and smile ; Still, 'tis their purpose to beguile : Ye fair one's then beware ! Often, to virtue they pretend ; Abase ber name, to gain an end, Tho' from her they depart : Oh then mistrust each specious tale ! Let modesty and truth prevail j And regulate your heart. Recitative, — Captain. But hark ! the sound of music strikes mine ear, The royal David and his court are near, Tho* dulcet sounds the passions may excite. They ne'er can change the bounds of wrong and right. 105 SCENE II. ~"^ CAPTAIN, DAVID, BATHSHEBA. Chorus. Strike the harp, and strike the lyre j Raise the trumpets piercing voice : Music's pow'r shall all conspire, Israel's monarch to rejoice. Harmony no bounds shall know; Sweetest sounds shall here unite : All majestically flow, In one tide of vast delight. The human voice divine, it's pow'rs shall lend | And in one joyous chorus, all shall blend. Recitative, — David. Cease, cease your strains — they but offend mine ear, For Bathsheba still sighs j the pearly tear. Silent descending, like the envious dew. Steals from her lovely cheeks their rosy hue. But tell me fair one, why dost thou complain ? Thy husband's gone, but to return again, \^^hy should thou fear on him alone should fall, A common danger shar'd alike by all? No longer then God's providence distrust j The Lord of Heaven is for ever just, I pray thee lovely mourner cease to weep j Restrain thy tears, and let thy sorrows sleep. lOG Am, — Dati». Welcomk hope to that fuirbreust ! 'Tisit's own, it's native restj Soon it's influence there you'll find. Sweet composer of the mind. Let not fears disturb thy peace : Mere delusions of the brain, Smiling hope should still increase ; Soon thy hero comes again.* Hark ! the minstrels now reheaise Strains seraphic and divine ; These shall all thy fears disperse. And to joy thy soul incline. Uecitative, — Batusheba. Since thus, dread sire, I'm your peculiar care j Urge not a theme that drives me to despair. Music, I grant, has charms ; but still I find It cannot force Uriah from my mind. To thee, a debt of gratitude I owe. For kind attention to my hapless woe j Grant one more boon, 'tis all that I require ; Oh ! let me, from this splendid scene retire. AiB, — Batusheba. A grateful heart it's homage pays. In soothing notes, in plaintive lays, But not to mirth inclines. Oh ! royal David, then forbear. And leave me to ray sad despair, For still my heart repines. 107 Musing ou hii martial deeds, My heart with sick'aing anguish bleeds, While yet my lord *s away ; Melodious sounds in vain I hear Vainly they strike upon mine ear. They only move the gay. Recitative, — David . Retire, fair mourner — mine be the grateful task. To grant Batbsheba all that she can ask. I too, raethinks, in solitude, would try To reason on my cruel destiny. SCENE III. DAVID. SOLUS. Recitative, — David. Werk 1 again a shepherd of the plain. Freely for me, some other King might reign The royal diadem's a fancied prize ; A seeming good, that does but tantalize : Of disappointed schemes I still complain. Still I pursue this haughty fair in vain : At every step perplexities increase j And all conspires to banish David's peace. And now to clothe me with confusioa more, Behold God's holy prophet at my door. 108 SCENE IV. DAVID, NATHAN. Recitative, — Nathax. O ROYAL David, justice I demand ; Justice on villany by envy plann'd. Restore the poor man's right ; chastise his foe j And wanton pride and cruelty, lay low. Recitative, — David. Say holy Nathan, whence this ardour flows. Who dares the laws of Justice to oppose ? State but the facts, and name the wretch to me ; Swift and condign his punishment shall be. AiB, — David. Pow'r is to monarchs given. Delegates of righteous heav'n ; They should hold an even course. Strictest justice to enforce. Strike the bad with awe and fear. Make the good their constant care. Recitative, — Natfiax. A peasant lives, not far from Salem's wall. Of slender means } one tender lamb, his all ; A haughty noble, cruel, rich, and proud. His humbler neighbour's speedy ruin vow'd, And when a passing friend approach'd his board. Forbore to feast him from his ample hoard ; But selz'd, insatiate on the poor man's ewe. And that, and only that, vindictive, slew. 109 Recitative, — David, Acccrs'd is the man who did this deed. And, be it by my royal pow'r decreed. That instantly he die Recitative, — Nathan. 'Thou art the man. Thou base contriver of a miird'rous plan. Thus saith the Lord of Hosts, "I David chose; By me to Israel's powerful throne he rose. With richest gifts, I crown'd his royal state, And gave him choice of beauty, for a mate. But he, fond doating on Uriah's wife. To gain her person, seeks her husband's life j And basely stoops, for this unworthy end. To sacrifice the subject, hero, friend ! For this my hot displeasure shall arise — Deaf will I be to fallen David's cries ; He, as a king, and father, soon shall know. What 'tis to feel, as well as cause a woe." Recitative, — David. My conscience smites me — ah ! thou man of God, 1 own ray guilt — and humbly kiss the rod. Now, be my royal purpose understood. My evil deeds I fain would turn to good : Make retribution for my treach'rous art ; And gladness cause in every pious heart. 110 Rccal Uriah from tlie tented field — As yet I trust, the Lord has been his shieUl. Fain, to his wife, would I restore the chief; And give to both their virtuous minds relief. SCENE V. DAVID, NATHAN, CAPTAIN, URIAH, CHORDS, Trio, — Captain, David, Uriah. Captain. My licgc, behold Uriah here ! David. A gracious God doth interfere, The brave and loyal to protect — Uriah. Mv sovereign lord, with due respect. From Joab, I a message bring, Of joyful tidings for the king. Chorus. Let us therefore loud rejoice, Praise the Lord with heart and voice. He alone enthron'd on high^ Rules o'er mortals destiny : Brings the pious suff'rer through ; Gives to guilt the forfeit due ; And thro' all his wond'rous plan, Justifies his ways with man. Let us therefore loud rejoice, Praise the Lord with heart and voice. Ill Recitative, — Uriah . The captain of the mighty David's host, The valiant Joab, favor' d Israel's boast. With due submission, sends the king to greet. And thus announces — "Victory's complete " Moreover^ I'm commanded here to bring. This private letter, to ray lord/ the king. Recitative, — David. Oh valiant Joab I oh Uriah brave ! By whom the Lord vouchsafes the land to save. My gratitude is great ; vast thanks are due. To all, who in their country's cause like you Encounter danger in the hostile field 3 Nor quit their post, till vanquish'd heathens yield. Joab, in wealth and honor shall increase. And in retirement, taste the joys of peace. Whilst thou Uriah next in high command. Daily shall claim fresh favor at ray hand. And with thy beauteous wife, that bliss enjov. Which innocence bestows without alloy. And as for me — but more of this anon — With thee, hereafter, will I speak alone. Biiug forth Bathsheba, clad in royal state, 'Tis mine, to give her to her valiant mate, 'Twas I this matchless pair did first divide, > Tis I, should place her by her husband's side : 112 1, the sole author of her grief and woe, Must cause tht tide of rapt'rous joy to fiotv- Aiid all mv future actions uow must tend. To prove rayself a guardian, and a friend. SCENE VI. DAVID, NATHAN, CAPTAIN, URIAH, BATHSHEBA, CHORUS. Recitative, — liathshcba- My lord ! my life ! Uriah art thou here ; Or, does a vision to mine eyes appear ? Recitative, — Uriah. Oh! Bathsheba, behold thy constant love, Prescrv'd from danger by the Lord above. Our gracious sovereign takes us to his care. And largely we in David's bounty share. And uow at last, we undisturb'd shall prove The jovs that wait on constancv and love. Recitative, — David. Tnus be ye blest ! and heav'n permit that I Long may watch over your felicity — And, all temptations to transgress withstood. May seek God's glory, and my people's good. 113 Hecitative, — Nathan . The Lord accepts thy peniteace sincere- No longer, great disasters, need'st tliou fear : Yet still, to show abhorrence of thy sin. Perplexing troubles oft shalt thou be in. But, in the end, (God's mercies never fail) The seed of David surely shall prevail, -'^jr, — Bathsheha. Never will I more despair, God proceeds in ways sublime ; Mortals are Jehovah's care. He relieves in his own time. Duet, — Captain, Uriah. Cap. The Lord of Hosts hath overcome the foe : Uk. The Lord of Hosts hath laid the mighty low : Cap. The Lord hath fought by chosen Israel's side : Ur. The Lord hath been our safeguard and our guide. Semi Chorus. Let Israel then with one accord. Praise and bless the mighty Lord, And hallelujahs sing. Prophets here adore his ways. Kings and warriors join to praise Heaven s great and glorious King. 114 Chorus. WoRTUV lie of praise divine, Guardian of kiag David's line, Israel's everlasting friend. Future ages, blest shall see, David's son in dignity. To the highest heav'n ascend. Grand Chorus: Glory, honour, praise, and power Be to David's son for ever — He shall be the World's Redeemer, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, praise ye the Lord. Amen — amen — amen. JEND OP THE ORATORIO. 115 A FAMILIAR EPISTLE, To FRANCIS MAGNUS, junior, Esquire. 1767. Apollo's sons, I've heard you say. Are just like children when at play; They never hammer for a theme ; Their words flow freely, like a stream, From teeming brain, their native source. Proceeding in a rapid course. Then what of me can Francis think. Who dip so oft my pen in ink ; And scribble as my thoughts arise. To shoot at folly as she flies : While every line in numbers chimes. So conversant am I in rhymes. By favor of my grey goose quill, I clime the high Parnassus Hill j And confident, without disgrace. At Pindus shew my jolly face. The tuneful Sisters all agree, I'm one of their fraternity, Since then, their Ladyship's think fit. Their most obedient to admit. All blockheads shall my vengeance feel. And every day some dunce I'll kill j I'll mark a villain, though he be Of high estate and dignity. LIG I'll make a stand for Motlicr Church ; Lash those who leave her in the hirch : Expose the Priest who lolls at ease, "While waud'ring sheep do what they please And all her zealous sons I'll praise, Who strive our drooping Church to raise. Those monsters too, who sap the state. Regardless of their Country's fate, Shall feel the anger they provoke ; And fall beneath th' avenging stroke. Through all who own not honour's sway Shall keen-edged satire cut away ; Alike, or gentlemen or cit. Shall he by well-aim'd arrows hit j And shameful deeds, and base designs. Shall be the suljjcct of my lines. ^Vho now-a-days will bear a part In others wants, with feeling heart ? The sons of Mammon from their store, Will scarcely farthings give the poor : Thus virtue sickens in distress, And wit's, as usual, pennyless. Yet, will I own, that you, my friend. Possess a heart I must commend. If on thy will thy means did wait. The world would hail thee Magnux great. Frank, you and I have been abus'd. And by two mighty ciiicfs ill us'd. 117 By what befel the Bath Intrigue,* Fm apt to think they're in a league. Yet, let this lessen the offence. That we're cajol'd by men of sense ; Who the' a scurvy trick they're piay'd, A prudent choice have surely made. Our brat they've father'd as their own. And thus their taste have fairly shown. But, when a fool would judge of sense I cannot bear his insolence ; I'd rather feel the Critic's rage. Than suffer such to scan my page j Blockheads who cannot even guess j Say yes for no, and no for yes. But, if you've reach'd the steep of Fame, They'll judge your merit, by your name. How coarse so'er you spin your lays. They all unite to give you praise. Who^hut must^laugh to see them sit In judgment o'er the sons of wit ! * Mr. Robe and Mr. Magnus jointly wrote a Farce called the Bath Intrigue ; wliicli they offered successively to Mr. Garrick and Mr. Coleman : each of those Gentlemen, after having kept the Piece for an^unreasonable length of time, rejected it, on the stale plea, of its being unfit for representation. However, soon after- wards, a Farce appeared, both at DrurjLane and the Hayraarket, which in plot, character, and language, closely resembled the unfortunate production the Managers in their critical wisdom had so lately refused. 118 «' This poem's really very fine, >Vhat flowing cadence marks each line ! How strong the satire ! yet how true ! What splendid thoughts ! how vastly new What brilliant genius ! you inherit Wit, judgment, energy, and spirit ! " Much more they'll say ; but of such stufl; I hope this sample is enou'^h. Tho* once by merit Fame was caught, She's renal now, and daily bought ; Blindfold she mar/ bestow a favour, But pay her price, you're fure to have her. I'll then suppress my scribbling itch. Till lucky chance shall make me rich j And trust me, Frank, I'll boldly then ^^ ith freedom exercise my pen ; Nor shall the critic's errors be Committed with impunity : Let all transgressors then beware ; Not even thee, my friend, I'd spare. 119 SONGS, WRITTEN FOR G. S. CAREY'S OPERA OF Emma, or tf)t Kut=l3rolott #la{U. 1767- SONG I. 1. With sorrow did my heart abound. For tlius, alas ! thought I j Since Damon with the thieves was found. With them he'll surely die. 2. But now my breast with pleasure burns ; Since, well convinc'd, I see. By all these strange and sudden turns. This will a wedding be. Contented, here T take my leave ; My blessing I bestow. From henceforth do I cease to grieve ;• My tears no longer flow. SONG II. Palm not vour wanton' tricks on me : Your base designs, vile man, I see : No, no J I'll not despair. Fierce fury in my breast shall rise. What ! bring your minx before mine eyes ? This is too much to bear. 120 My vengeance sliall your ciiuies pursue ; I'll do for her, I'll do for you : Your favors I'll return — Although your treach'rous heart should break. The wizard's fate shall she partake j And both together burn. SONG III. 1 HOPE no offence, pretty maid. If my liking to thee I unfold ; Nor wonder that I'm not afraid : 'Tis your beauty has made me so bold. SONG IV. 1. Oh I I wish a bad fate. To those Jugglers of state, "Who heed not the cries of the poor ; We had better be dead. Than craving for bread. While they are increasing their store. 2. The praises we'll sing. Of George our good King, Who alone can our grievance redress; We have nothing to fear. For he'll lend a kind ear. And plenty our labours shall bless. 121 SONG V. 1. You think you can deceive rae ; You take me for a fool : But ah ! good Sir, believe uie, I'll not be made a tool, 2. I'll vindicate my honor. Take vengeance in my turn ; My rival, fie upon her ! With jealousy shall burn. SONG VI. 1. The fair or the brown. With good humour or frown, Alike are indifferent to me j I laugh and I smile. Love cannot beguile, A heart that is jovial and free. 2. Let fond loving swains. Talk of sighs and of pains. No nymph shall my freedom annoy ; For love I am sure There's an excellent cure — Father Time, who will passion destroy. 122 3. If Emma you wed, You'll take in your head, 'J'o think none so happy as you ; But when a month's past, Will your happiness last ? 1 fancy you'll look rather blue. 4. Then prithee this Emma forsake ; And if for a frolic inclin'd. With me Jake a trip to the wake, Some sport there I'll warrant we'll find. FiNjiLE, — Nut-brown Maid. First Chorus. Sphigutly nymphs, and jovial swains. Welcome from your distant plains ; Le.t us join our soothing lays. And our tuneful voices raise. Nut-brown Emma's praise to sing. Second Chorus, We with shouts will rend the air j Wreaths of flowers we'll prepare ; To adorn her nut-brown hair. We our humble tribute bring. First Chorus. From the cave rouse Echo's voice, Making hill and dale rejoice. 123 Second Chorus. Haste, and form the mystic ring, Let us dance, and let us sing. Henry. Welcome, welcome, Emma's friends ! Emma. How shall Emma make amends ? Grand Chorus. In your gracious smiles we live j They alone can pleasure give ; Let us then your kindness prove, Frank and free, accept our love j And believe the vows sincere. We presume to offer here. ^De Jlcn antr tlyt l^tXitiX ; OR, THE POET* AND THE PAINTER :t A DIALOGUE. 1767. Poet. By long experience I am led to know. What conflicts from maturer years will flow. My heart, tho' harder, is not turn'd to steel. And soft emotions yet can sometimes feel : * The Author. f Mr. Hugh Barron. 124 The matchless pow'rs of beauty and of youth. Inviting innocence, and artless truth, E'en in a Stoic msy revive desire — Painter. In him but kindle— while I'm all on fire, Poet. For love like thine, thy colours are too faint ; Too weak thy pencil — never can it paint The rip'ning beauties. Nature has display'd In her you love — Painter. Dear Nancy is the maid. Poet. A NAME I once ador'd, and now revere ; A name at which I drop a silent tear : My Nancy* rests within the silent grave : Not all my love arail'd her life to save. I'a'inter. To please a Father— Oh ! my tortur'd heart ! From faithful, lovely Nancy must I part : Though living, yet renounce my chosen fair; And turn my fondest hopes to dire despair. • Miss Ann Llcw»llyn. 125 Poet. Sharp is the conflict, yet, I trust, you'll find A future day will bring you peace of mind. Time may for you some happy turn reveal j But mine's a pang I must for ever feel. From me alas !?all future hope has fled ; Despair alone remains — my Nancy's dead ! AN EPISTLE To the Rev. James Allet, of Leatherlake, near Old TFindsor : Requesting a copy of a Song, calUdTHE SNIPE. Sept. 29th, 1767. Rev. Sib, Nb'er think it strange that I in rhyme. Should thus intrude upon your time ; For, though the brazen trump of Fame, As yet has not proclaim'd my name ; Still I indite a line or two. To worthy friends, good Sir, like you. Ask you the purpose I intend, I write to you to serve a friend ; Nor can I think that you'll refuse The first petition of my Muse. 12() It would indeed bo quite uoliiiid, In one like you, whose friendly mind. Is ever to oblige inclin'd. 'Tis for the Snipe my fancy longs. The clev'rest sure of clever songs ! I own, good Sir, that what I ask : May seem to you a tiresome task : Methinks I just now hear you say, " I could not write it in a day. Can he expect a tale so long. More like a sermon than a song ? How can he ever think that I Should with his bold request comply r Say, would he do the like for me ?" Yes, yes, good Sir, I'd write you three. And gladly to such terms agree. 'Jhen prithee grant me my request, And to oblige me do your best. Look round the world, you'll plainly see The wond'rous pow'rs of bribery; So great that in the present time. To bribe is scarcely deem'd a crime. From peer to beggar ev'ry station. Submits to this humiliation : And private int'rest will prevail. Where ev'ry motive else must fail. This then it is emboldens me, For one you'll send to promise three : } } 127 Nay, send it soon, and I'll do more. For in return I'll send you four ; And nicely written just like this. With scarce a single word amiss Thus well provided, you, with ease May then bestow on whom you please. And you I recollect did say. You wish'd for some to give away. So mine I hope you'll quickly send j I'm anxious to oblige my friend : And now remember. Sir, I pray. How much you'll suffer by delay j For never 'till I yours receive. Can I to you a copy give. These hasty lines at random penn'd, I hope and trust cannot offend ; For honor and respect are due. From me at all times, Sir, to you. Whatever else my verse imply. It is not meant uncivilly : At all events, then, think no ill Of him who is vour humble fFill. 128 A COl'V OF TUF REV. JAMC5 ALLET'S REPLY. Leatherlake, Dec. '24th, I "67. Dear Sir, The Muse is Just arrived at Paniassiis with i,our most excellent copy of Verses ; which, lam ashamed to say, too justly upbraid me for my long neg- ligence, in not complying ivith your request before now. And yet perhajis you'll thiuk me right, That I've so long delay'd to wiite. As Snipes are now in season quite. But coming from this distant land I wish it sweet may reach your hand. Be it however as it may ; At last it comes, without delay. THE SNIPE, By Doctor Bacon, originally published in the Oxford Sausage, but now considerably altered. 1. I'll tell you a storj', a story that's true, A story that's dismal and comical too ; It is of a Friar, who as the tale goes. Once drove 'stead of leading his flock by the nose. Down, down, derry down, &c. 129 2. This Friar would often go out with his gun 5 And tho' no great sportsman, he thought himself one. He shot a great deal, and he always miss'd aim ; ^Vhile something, tho' never himself was to blame, 3. Young Peter it happen' d, a friend of the Friar's, With legs arm'd with leather, for fear of the briars. Went out with him once, tho' it signifies not, Who hir'd the gun, or whotick'd for the shot. 4. Away these two trudg'd it, o'er hills and o'er dales, The partridges frighteu'd, and also the quails ; ]5ut to tell you the truth, Sir, no mischief was done. Save spoiling the proverb, as sure as a gun, 5. At length a poor snipe flew direct in their way, ! n open defiance ; as tho' he would say, " If only the Friar and Peter are here, I'll fly where I please there's no reason to fear." 6. But thoBgh he thought not that his de?.th was so nigh. Yet Peter by chance fetch'd him down from on hi"h. And as the bird fell. Sir, ^vc can't say he Misi* Though his shot was rauira'd down with a Journal I wibt. * Mist's Journal, a periodical paper of those days. ]:w /. Then speeches on both sides began to be made — " Pray Father accept it" — " Oh no Sir," he said " I intrcat that you wouhl " — for they very well knev^. One snipe could be never a supper (or Cwo. ^. What the Friar declin'd, in most civil sort, Peter slipp'd in his pocket ; a plagne on him for't ! But were secrets told, it would plainly appear, There was off than the snipes a much longer bill there, 9 Perdue in his pocket the slaughtcr'd snipe lay, Till over his head pass'd a week and adayj While the trail lor a toast too offensive had grown j And attack'd ev'rynose where he came but his own. 10. The Friar look'd wholesome it must be agreed ; So none could find out whence the scent did proceed : And this of the matter was all they could say, The Friar had brought it and took it away. 11. As he varied his station 'twas call'd this or that ; In his room a convenience, or else a dead rat j When he walk'd in the fields, it was call'd a dead horse ; When he sat at the Angela 'twas call'd something worse* i3\ 12. At the sight of the Friar began the perfume ; He coiihi scarcely appear e'er he scented the room : Wherever he went, ngly faces were made. And smelling, and sniiflF boxes quickly display'd. 13. At night, in his cell, he'd sit down on his bed. His elbow supporting Iiis agoniz'd head : His body both forwards and backwards he bent ; But he labour'd in vain to get rid of the scent. 14. At length he suspected his harmless dog tray j And beat him so much that the dog ran away : By this he found out, he the dog had abus'd; And that only himself thus deserv'd to be us'd. 15. Thought the Friar, poor tray ! I for this will atone ; If I live to grow sweet, I will give thee a bone : Besides to the world will I clear up thy fame For I and I only deserve a bad nawe. 16. Then vex'd he got up and he pull'd off his clothes : Examin'dhis breeches, examin'dhis hose: And the very next morning, fresh clothes he put on, All, all but his waistcoat, for he had but one. 132 17. But changing his clothes did not alter the case, lie still was offensive three weeks and three days; Till to send for the doctor he thought it discreet ; For the' he was not, yet his life was still sweet. 18. The doctor arriv'd, felt his pulse in a trice ; Then crept to a distance to give his advice : Nor bleeding, nor sweating, nor purging would do;' For they of one evil, were sure to make two. 19. To his glass the poor Friar would often repair. And was sadly alarm'd, when he saw himself there ; For his eyes were so sunk, and he look'd so aghast, That he verily thought, he was breathing his last. 20. To save then his credit, he burns all his prose; And his poetry too, in the fire he throws : When, searching his pockets, to make up the pile. Ho lugg'd out the Snipe that had smelt all the while. 21. So he hopes you will all think him wholesome again. Since his waistcoat discover'd the cause of his pain : And this, in conclusion, he begs you to note, You might have been sweet, had you been in his coat, 133 Mr. Bobe, having received this Song- from his friend, unfortunately delaxjed nearly three months to transmit the four Copies of it, which he had piomised in return, Mr, Allett therefore wrote to reprove him for his lardineas ; in reply he sent the promised copies, accompanied with the following Poem, viz. -« : ■ THE SNiPEAD, Being a second Epistle to the Rev. James Alli^tt. London, March 20th, 1/68. Rev. 5ir, Happy the man who to his word is true ; Who having promis'd gives to all their due : No keen reflections shall his mind infest. Nor interrupt the quiet of his breast : A calm serene his peaceful bosom knows. No friend shall jeer him, and he fears no foes. Not thus with me ; I feel my Allett's stripe. And o'.vn I've err'd, witiiolding thus the Snipe. At length it comes instructed what to sav, And make atonement for the Bard's delay j Your generous forgiveness to implore, And promise for me, I'll transgress no more. You start as much to find a Snipe can speak. As though you heard your friend declaim in Greek. For once, indulge me in ray fancied lay. And let my Muse her miracle display. 1.34 • >r things iiiorf slrarii^e have ancient i'ocls siinij, They gave to stones as well as lilrds a tongue. The I'hrygian saij;e, in each iuij^tcu^ctive line, Makes birds and hcasls to uitcr truths divine. TUii works of Fabiilisis much good contain ; They icend the heart andcul'ivate the brain : All famous Authors do in fiction deal. And boldly to the Classics I appeal ; Kang'd on my side, I heir precedents I bring. And claim, with them, to soar on Fancy's wing. Three copies of your Snipe were finish'd quite. And in the fourth I'd scarce a word to write. When suddenly a much respcelcd friend Occasional me my labours to suspend. Long had he been from London far away ; And much to each the other had to say. Careless of books or papers I arose My friend to greet, nor heeded vecsc or prose. Our confab over, 1 resura'd my chair. Sought my fourth snipe — alas ! she was not there : When from the room my friend and 1 withdrew, I left her there — believe me Sir, 'tis true. Convinc'd of this I puzzled much my brains. And tono purpose took a world of pains : Then to myself I muttcr'd, pettish grown, " This Snipe to Windsor certainly has flown." My books once more I plac'd in formal rows, Gave o'er the search, and sought my night's repose. 135 Another copy soon I meant to write ; Nor 'till I sent it trust it from my sight : This I arrang'd, and this I meant to du, But Fate had otherwise ordain'd for yon. By Pope enraptur'd, e'en in tender age, I felt the ardour of his glowing page. His tuneful lays in magic fetters bind j They win the ear, and captivate the mind. His chaste descriptions are realities ; I^uxuriant groves, and lofty mountains rise. 'Tis hard among this Poet's works tochuse j Yet chiefly I admire his fVmdsor Muse. [ love to hear him sing the fertile plain. Through which old Thames glides gently to the Main : I love to read that ancient Forest's praise. Whose grandeur justly claims the noblest lays ; And as I read, the themes ray soul inspire. And much I long to catch the Poet's fire. Within the covert of this tempting shade,* The truant Snipe did long my search evade ; At length I found her in her cool retreat. The haunt of Poets and the Muse's seat. Hence then her human faculties have sprung, Her ready wit, and fluency of tongue. " To Pope," she cried, " I owe this mighty change j And through the groves he sang, 1 long to ranee. * Pope's Wiudsor Forest, into which book the Author had, when his friend called, accidently put the missing copv of the Snipe. 13G Let those who please, iu smoky cities stay ; To Windsor will 1 wing my rapid way ; linjoy the comfort of that purer air, Nor fear a Friar, nor a Peter, ther''." Thus spake the Snipe ; at first 1 felt surprise j Hut when I call'd to mind the pow'r that lies In Pope's melodious strains, 1 less adinir'd 'JMie Snipe should be with human voice inspir'd. " Hold ! hold !•• I cried. " '1 his is but idle prate- Attend to me, and learn at once your fate. •Tis yours to own Man's universal sway ; 1 shall command, and you, per force, obey. Go then to Windsor ,- not to roam at large. But to deliver to my friend a charge. To Allett must I give a bird like you ; Surrender then to him j you are bis due : For promise what 1 will, fish, flesh, or bird, — 1 thnse wiih llcv'rend Priest to keep my word. And satisfaction he must sure derive. From finding that Pve sent his Snipe alive. For me, your faculty of speech display j And tell my Allett all 1 have to say. First then inlorm him, for 'tis strictly tri'c, Mv long delay must be ascrib'd Xo you. Twice through her orbit did Selene roll, AVhile like a truant, from my sight you stole ; And caus'd anxiety, and much dispute : And brought my honor into disrepute. 137 Next thank my friead sincerely for the praise Which he so freely lavish'd on my lays. Encomiums please from such a man as he : He speaks the truth, and scorns base flattery." The sapient bird in gentle terms replied, " In serving you 1 take an honest pride. To Leatherlake I'll wing my flight direct, And be, in all things, what you might expect : Your message to your friend deliver true — But e'er I go, a word, kind Sir, with you. Wise as you are, methinks, you scarce are free From that unseemly failing, Vanity. The commendations of your friend I find. Lead you to pride, puff up your empty mind : Thus Flattery, with sure, tho' subtile art, Gains, thro' your ear, a passage to your heart : With proud conceit your swelling bosom glows, And all the self-important scribbler shows. Tho' each to diff 'rent passions may incline. The love of Fame is his, is your's, is mine : This rules in chief, in ev'ry bosom burns ; None e'er escape it — all submit by turns. The sage, the fool, the good, the bad we see Drink deeply of the cup of flattery ; Not one exception to this rule we find : The love of praise possesses all mankind. Shall this reproach Sir, then to you belong > Will you incautious join the giddy throng t R 138 To modest merit none will long be blind ; But modest merit's claims are still confin'd. Kind friends are partial — foes are insincere j Thus both alike may give you cause to fear. Whom Fame establishes, must take their due Of well earn'd praise — but what is that to you ? Know well yourself — preserve your temper cool ; And tho' no poet, prove you're not a fool. Avoid all contests with the sons of Fame, Nor e'er desire to gain a I'oet's name : For popularity's an empty joy. One puff can give it, and one puff destroy. Avoid the Public — shun the Critic's lash : Critics, too oft, thro' thick and thin will dash. Reserve your labours for your friends alone, Content if but to them your talent's known j Thus free from censure, you whene'er yon chuse, May without danger court yourfav'rite Muse." " Enough, good Snipe, I see you're in the right, I'll shun the Public, and for Friends indite, The envious Critic, with envenom'd sting. Shall wound not me, nor touch the strains [ sing ; Shall, with my numbers in no war engage. Nor vent his fury on my harmless page. Seclusion shall defend my Muse and name FVom foul attacks and undeserved blame. The Hypercritics of the modern School, Who lord o'er genius with tyrannic rule. ISO Foes to real merit, niggaifls of applause. Shall ne'er inclose me in their iron claws ; Ne'er look upon me with their jaundic'd eyes : Nor praise my faults nor modest worth despise. Yes, I will shun the vile detested crew ; And only write to please the candid few. — My verse to Allett is with pleasure penn'd. Who to the critic, adds the friend : With him good sense, fair truth, and candour join. In passing judgment on the vent'rous line ; Slow to condemn and willing to excuse. All due encouragement he gives my Muse. Convinc'd, however bad my lines are penn'd, They're the best eflforts of a constant friend. Come then, thou wond'rous Snipe, expand thy '^ing ; To Allett hasten, and enjoy the spring : While I in Town, amid the busy throng. Steal from the Muse, whene'er I can a song : And wish in vain famd Cooper's Hill to clime. Or court the shade, and fill my page with rhyme. AVith Allftt, plead thy absent Master's cause. Defending h'nn vrillgain for you applaase." She thus replied — " With pleasure I obey; Give but the word, and let me wing my way." " Begone," I cried — the Snipe that instant flew. If Peter shot her not, she's safe with you : Paid is my debt — I look for my release — Send my discharge, and I shall be at pcac«. 140 AN EPISTLE r« MR, GEORGE SAFILLE C.4REY, Oct. '25th, 17G7. It is not, George, to gratify myself, I wish one penny added to my pelf ; Small are my means and yet I am not poor : My wants are all proportioned to my store. Hut when I see, seduc'd by crafty wiles. Genius in tatters courting great men's smiles. When, abject 1 perceive it, day by day. It's fruitless homage to the wealthy pay ; Then discontented I'm inclin'd to be. And rail at fortune for my penury : Then do I wish all merit had its due ; And chiefly, George, I wish to succour you. Alas ! I have no pow'r to serve my friends j I want the gold that always recommends. " Want is the scorn of ev'ry wealthy fool. And wit in rags, is turn'd to ridicule."* 'Tis thus in wretched Poverty's disguise. Your patient merit unrewarded lies. Still would I hope, e'er long some gen'rous heart, By pity moved, will act a friendly part. E'en now perhaps, e'er this can reach your eye You may have found a kind protector nigh, • Drvden. 141 If you toThoiuton* such a blessing owe. My Muse to him her gratitude shall shovr. For thanks are doubly due, in these our days. To the choice few, who fallen genius raise. A SONG fVritten at the request of Mr. Hugh Barron, when he was about to prececd to Rome ; and sun^ by Miss Ann Dess.\ 1768, 1. Ah ! why should blushes dye the cheek Of her whose heart is true ? Why heaves my bosom when I speak To thee my gentle Hugh > 2. I know thy love to be sincere. And glory in it too j Yet am I full of anxious fear. Lest harm should come to Hugh. 3. O'ercome with sleep, at dead of night, My thoughts revert to you ; And busy fancy brings to light, A form resembling Hugh. • Bonnel Thornton, Esq. f Vide, The Pen and the Pencil. 112 4. "Be kind" it cries, " tli«ii charming fair, Or death must straight ensue ; Thou only canst from dire despair Preserve the love-lorn Hugh." 5. Since then my Lover can»ot stay What have I else to do ; But all the while lu^'s far away Remember still my Hagh, 6. In foreign climes my wand'ring Swain Will many beauties view j Nancy of this shall not complain : She has no doubt of Hugh. 7. Then in thy breast ne'er harbour fear. For though away from yoo. Still shall my passion prove sincere : I'll wait content for Hugh. 8. When Time returns thee grac'd by Fame, Our pleasures will be newj Your Nancy's love will be the same. And so will your's, ray Hugh. 143 THE COMPACT, Or cgraement to buy a LOTTERY TICKET, 1768. We, Frank and Will, two Bards, agree To put into the Lottery. May Fortune's wheel's mysterious rounds Produce us twenty thousand pounds ! Oh ! this will make our neighbours stare ; While we expensive pleasures share. But be it clearly understood. We mean besides to do some good. We'll clothe and feed the destitute, Encourage all of good repute ; And, in the hope their ways to mend. Even the wicked we'll befriend : Correct them when they go astraj". And for their lasting welfare pray : Then Fortune ! on our side appear— We'll sing your praises once a year. 144 TOR AUTHORS EPITAPH. 1784. Who's buried here > — whose can this graveitonc be ? Go, go thy ways — it matters not to thee. Life's dang'rous path securely would'st thon tread. Beware tlic living, never mind the dead. The lifeless carcass, here, in earth will rot; Vice will survive, while Virtue is forgot. Some fav'rite names to distant times extend; Those distant times, iu time will have an end. Seek not to know what can no profit give ; Well would'st thou die, endeavour well to live. Pursue this maxim, fix it in your heart ; Nor e'er from fair Religion's ways depart. Dangers stand thick throughout life's mazy round ; And bad examples ev'ry where abound ; Then would'st thou from the fear of death be free. In life remember HIra, who died for thee : His grace solicit, in his footsteps tread ; Thy hope while living — thy reward when dead. Printed by is. Mannmq, J\enport-Pagnel. UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA LIBRARY Los Angeles This book is DUE on the last date stamped below. ='orm L9-50w-7,'54 (5990) 444 TTTR T,II^n*T?Y^Qj^^j UC SOUTHERN REGIOMAL LIBRARY FACILITY AA 000 377 984 o PR 5229 % r- V