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 POEMS, 
 
 Together with a 
 
 LATIN O RAT IO N. 
 
 
 
 Printed by JAMES BET TENH AM, MDCCLX,
 
 POEMS 
 
 Written chiefly at the 
 
 Univerfity of Cambridge ; 
 
 Together with a 
 
 LATIN ORATION 
 
 UPON THE 
 
 Hiftory and Genius of the Roman and 
 Canon Laws, 
 
 With a Comparifon of the Laws of England, 
 
 Spoken in the Chapel at Trinity-Hall, Cambridge, 
 December 21, 1756. 
 
 Scto nunc effe praecipuum Jludium orandi ; fed non idea femper 
 Pugnacem et quafl bellaiorium Jlylum fuafertm ; ut enim terrae va- 
 nii mutatifque feminibus ita ingenia nojlra nunc hoc nunc ilia medl- 
 tatione recoluntur. C. Plinius Fufco fuo. Epift. ix. Lib. vu.
 
 T O T H E 
 
 U E E N. 
 
 j/f MIDST the thunder of viflorious arms* 
 
 While Britijh valour either world alarms^ 
 On this fair ijle, the glory of the main, 
 Have Peace and Hymen Jixd their happy reign ; 
 Its tranquil Jhores no hold invader know \ 
 On diflant plains the Britijh laurels grow ; 
 7he Jhouts of conqueft from each pole rebound, 
 And Gallirfs lilies wither at the found. 
 
 O doom da nation's general joy to Jhare, 
 Tojhine bright objtft of the public care, 
 
 A Princefs, 
 
 764452
 
 Princefsy 'whom Britain welcomes to far Jhore, 
 1o blefs a Monarch whom her fons adore, 
 
 
 
 Hail! to a land 'where Plenty lifts her horn. 
 Hail ! to a land which all the Arts adorn, 
 which the empire of the main is given y 
 The Nurfe of Heroes , and delight of Heaven. 
 
 No fcenes like tbofe your native land bemoan^ 
 No virgins tears > no dying warriors groans 
 Await you here : but Hymeris altars flame* 
 And foft affections all your bofom claim. 
 Fate, of your -ftfe that draws the facred clue % 
 Spreads the fine texture of a brighter hue, 
 And forms you all that graces every party. 
 That wins the reafon y or fubdues the heart* 
 Deftirid to foine in life's fuperior fphere, 
 And tund your foul harmonious as your ear. 
 Nofevenjh pajjkn your lov'd Touth infpird; 
 Virtut pointed there his foul was frd; 
 
 SKIM
 
 [iii] 
 
 Skill'd in thofe arts which all that" 3 fair purjuc 
 He faw their object was compleat in you ; 
 While his pleas d eyes furvey th'illuftrious ftore^ 
 The breathing bujlo and medallic ore, 
 Of aniient forms you rival every grace y 
 Faujlinds form and Cleopatra's face ; 
 Their vicious beauties no true lujlre gave; 
 The wanton Roman foird them, and a Jlave j 
 But modeft charms your pleajing whole refirid* 
 "Bright emanations beaming from the mind^ 
 And Britain's Lord, in you fupremely bleft 9 
 For one fair livmg image fcorns the reft, 
 
 *To you the poliffid Arts their homage pay y 
 Claim of your influence the enlivening ray, 
 Their colours blend, or tune the founding lyre > 
 For you the marble feels Promethean fre ; 
 For you their tribute all the Mufes bring 
 From I/is grot and Grantas facred fpring j 
 
 A 2 Nor
 
 [iv] 
 
 Nor fcorn your cultivated mind the Jlrain 
 Which oft has Jkwd for other ears in vain -, 
 For know on this depends a nations fame y 
 *ho vulgar minds contemn the Poefs name, 
 tte weak, the wicked dread tti eternal lays ; 
 'The virtuous reverence what embalms their praife. 
 Where'er the Mufe by Heaven infpird has fung > 
 Immortal founds have gracd her native tongue -, 
 She taught the Jlile of animated fenfe, 
 And all the energy of eloquence j 
 ben Arts which foften life, and Commerce came t 
 Hiftoric pages raised the Herds fame> 
 The patriot's counfels claim d th y eternal Jlrain y 
 And rifing empire fpread its wide domain. 
 'Thus ever Greece the Mufe difplayd her light. 
 And with the Roman Eagles urg'd her fight > 
 Thus playd on Gallias once illujlrious plain y 
 Wbere but one Pcet now attunes the Jlrain > 
 
 Such
 
 Such now the tributary verfejhe pours 
 
 Wide o'er the world from Britain' s founding Jhorei, 
 
 Pleas d to record for ages yet unborn 
 
 How Strelitzs charms her favourite ijle adorn ; 
 
 Tet even here foe mourns with tears the paft, 
 
 The frowns of power, and envy's chilling blajl. 
 
 On Mulla's Jkores when Spencer fund the Jlrain^ 
 Soft fow'd the flream, and hujftd was all the plain ; 
 To grof, bill, valley, lawn, and Jkades around 
 Of Glorianas name he taught the found: 
 There every Mufe and every Grace was feen 
 To crown with Fancy's wreath the Britijh Queen c 
 For dying hopes his fiknt bofom pind-, 
 Faithlefs they wood his young ambitious mind; 
 While cold neglect and lingering long fufpenfe. 
 Mere fell than baneful drug that lulls the Jenfe, 
 And Jkarper far than Death's dejlroying dart 
 Confumd with care his great deferring heart. 
 
 Then
 
 [vi] 
 
 tten fare no Mufe of him will drefs the grave 
 With holy verfe, who, negligent to fave, 
 Vurnd from the Mufes gifts with fcornful eye. 
 Saw merit bloom, then drcop forgot, and die. 
 
 The wife may counfel and the brave may bleed; 
 "Unlefs the Mitfe bid envious 'Time recede. 
 And near their tombs eternal vigils keep, 
 fflcir glorious actions muft in filence Jleep. 
 With better hopes the Nine their homage pay, 
 'And bail the influence of your orient ray: 
 Charlottas fmiles above Eliza's days 
 Shall lift a Monarch's and a Nations praife. 
 In your foft court the Mufes Jhall be found, 
 And Wit direct the dart that gives no wound, 
 No favage dagger there Jhall Faction draw, 
 But Virtue give to every pajfion law -, 
 Far off Jhall Satyr point its venom d fling, 
 But Love bis torch with failing Beauty bring. 
 
 Pleas'J
 
 [vii] 
 
 Pleas d at your feet each Mufes child Jhall fit 
 Safe from the vengeance of malignant wit. 
 No beating farms the Monarch Eagle move, 
 When couch 'd he Jleeps beneath the throne of Jovf. 
 
 Tour beauties not alone our youth engage 
 To touch the Jlring : but warm the breafls of Age* 
 The faithful fervant of the throne appears, 
 Nor feels the weight of labours and of years, 
 Happy the object of his cares to view 
 *The Brmfwic line confirm* d: and grac'd by youi 
 Amidft the general voice and duteous flrain 
 He ajks your fmiles to blefs his Granta's train; 
 Alike the fons of honour d Ifis claim 
 make their verfe immortal by your fame. 
 Nurs'din thefe learned Jhades around you Jland 
 Who Jhine in Senates now, th'illuftrious band, 
 O'er Britain's fleets or armies who prefide, 
 Or who the reim of mighty empire guide ^ 
 
 Proud
 
 [vfii] 
 
 Proud-of the wreaths which claj/ic hands have wove 
 Due to your charms, to loyalty and love, 
 ttus when the Sages of the Trojan Jlate 
 Of war or peace were met to jix the fate, 
 
 As Helen pafs'd, the hoary chiefs admird, 
 
 ' 
 
 And pfais'd the paffion which her eyes infpird. 
 
 Henceforth our labours, and our fame be one. 
 And Cam'* and Jfts Jtrcum* together run, 
 30 diflant climes convey the flea/ing tale, 
 While Britain's Mufes like her arms prevail, 
 Andfiine their Monarch's pride, their country's boaji, 
 Their only contejl to applaud you mofl. 
 
 JAMES MARRIOTT, LL. D. 
 
 Fallow of Trinity-Hall, and one of the Advocates of 
 Dodlors Commons. 
 
 Published in the Colle&on of the Univerfity of Cambridge, 1761.
 
 OBSERVATIONS 
 
 By way of 
 
 PREFACE, 
 
 WITH AN 
 INDEX of the CONTENTS.
 
 PREFATORY 
 O B S E R VAT IONS 
 
 AND 
 
 CONTENTS. 
 
 P. I. Verfes on ike Peace 1748. 
 
 This poem was printed in the collection, publimed on occafion 
 of the Peace by the Univerfity of Cambridge ; iince whick 
 time it has been coniiderably altered. 
 
 P. 8. Elegy on the Death of a young Lady. 
 
 This young Lady was Mifs Mary Dod, elded daughter of 
 ' Dr. Pierce Dod, M. D. She died of a malignant fore throat, 
 ' at a time when it was remarkably fatal to many families in 
 this kingdom, and particularly to the Pelham family. 
 
 P. 12. Graphics : or an EJJay on Painting. A Fragment. 
 Thefe verfes were intended as the beginning of a poem upon 
 painting, in four books, in imitation of Virgil's Georgics : 
 which latter poem is the moil beautiful and compleat modelof 
 poetry of its kind that perhaps was ever written in any 
 language. The didadlic and defcriptive parts of the Georgics 
 relieve and contraft each other, without fatiguing the reader 
 with too continued an uniformity ; and the purity, clearnefs, 
 fimplicity, and fweetnefs of ftile in them are more highly de- 
 ferving imitation, than eafy to be imitated : which con- 
 fiderations, with many others relative to the difficulty of 
 rendering intelligible a fubjeft with which fo few people are 
 familiar, and fo myfterious in its terms and nature as painting 
 is, joined with a refolution not to fpend too much time in the 
 A 2 unfruitful
 
 unfruitful works of imagination, prevented the completion of 
 thefe verfes, which break o. abruptly, and which contain only 
 part of the hiftory of the progrefs of the art of painting. 
 
 P. 1 8. Laura, or the Complaint. An Elegy. 
 
 The Lady, in whofe character this complaint is written, was a 
 young perfon of very good family, and of uncommon beauty 
 and excellent underftanding ; the misfortunes me fuffered, 
 in confequence of a fatal error in her conduct, gave occa- 
 fion to this compofition ; if it mould be thought happily 
 to breathe the leaft degree of tendernefs, it was the refnlt of 
 eompaflionate feelings, and therefore it was very little ftudied; 
 any farther than that there was fome attention to mark a pro- 
 priety of character, which differs as much from that of 
 Hloifa, as this Elegy will bear no comparifon with the letter 
 to Abelard j no particular imitation therefore of Eloifa's cha- 
 rafter was intended : Eloifa is a vehement one, a devotee 
 ftruggling with the violence of a very grofs paffion, and of fu- 
 perftition in an oppofite excefs: Laura's chara&er was meant to 
 be more placid and equal, as a modern fine woman, tired of 
 life, changeable in her fentiments of love and hatred ; 
 the lofs of whofe beauty, and the remembrance of its 
 pleafures, as much as repentance for their confequences, 
 make up the greatefl part of her character and Complaint. 
 
 P. 28. To His Grate the DuUe of Newcajlle, Chancellor of the 
 Univer/tty of Cambridge, on his eftablifement of annual prizes for the 
 encouragement of Claffical Studies, 1752. 
 
 Thefe prizes are two gold medals ; on the one fide reprefenting 
 the head of his prefect Majefty ; on the other fide the 
 Univerfity of Cambridge addrefling the Academical Victors : 
 flie is the principal figure, and is placed in the center ; 
 fhe fits upon a feat like to the Sella Curulis on which the 
 Roman Magiftrates ufed to fit ; her head is crowned with 
 towers ; in her left hand me holds the Caduceus, or em- 
 blem of eloquence ; befide her (lands Liberality bearing a 
 cornucopia, and prefendng the medal ; at her feet is a 
 Ihield with the arms of Holles-Pclham. On the fore- 
 ground, at the bafe, in a repofing pofture, is the figure of 
 
 the
 
 the Cam, with the infignia of an antient River-God. In 
 the diilance appears the Theatre, or Senate-houfe of the 
 Univerfity. The infcription at the top is fimple and elegant. 
 " Studiis Humanitaris." At the bottom is Liberalitas T. Holies 
 Due. Novocaftr. Acad : Cancell : round his Majefty's head 
 is Gcorgius II. Pius. Felix. Pater Patriae. 
 
 Tranflations and Imitations. 
 
 P. 37. Tranjlations of four Odes from Horace. Pub lifted IK 
 Mr. Dad/leys Collision, Vol. 4. 
 
 P. 48. Epitaph from Malherbe travefied. 
 
 P. 50. TranJJation from Petrarch of Si amor non e. 
 
 P. 52. From the fame of Orologio fan to. 
 
 P. 54. Truncation of Marines O Bad a<venturoji, 
 
 P, 56. Translation of Epitre du Roi de Pru/e a Monfieur Voltain, 
 
 P. 60. Tranjlation of his Pruftan Majejlft Ode fur la Mart. 
 
 P. 77. Infcription upon a Hermitage. 
 
 P. 78- Infcription vpon a Monument. 
 
 P. 79. To a Roman Catholic Lady. 
 
 P. 79. The Inconftant. 
 
 P. 8 I . Cupid Painter. 
 
 P. 82. The Defcription. 
 
 P. 84. Captain Cupid. Pullijhed in Mr DqdJJe^t Cotletiion, VoL 4- 
 
 P. 85. Invitation. 
 
 P. 87. To the Rt. Hon. Lady Lucy Graham. 
 
 P. 88. To a Lady Jit ting for her Piclure. 
 
 The laft line of this poem alludes to the Greek painters ex- 
 hibiting their pictures at the Olympic games. 
 
 P. 90. Rinaldo and Armida. To a Lady finglng. 
 In the 1 6th Book of Taflb's Jerufalem delivered, and in the ift 
 Ode of Fulvio Tefti, edition printed at Milan 1676, fee 
 the ftory to which this poem alludes. It is obfervable 
 that the Italian poems and romances, which are the fairy 
 land of modern poetry, were full of the enchantments of 
 Armida before ever Taflb introduced them into his Gierufa- 
 
 lemme
 
 - f vi ] 
 
 Icmme Liberals ; for Count Fulvio Tefti does but allude him- 
 felf to fome well known ftory of Armida : and he wrote thi 
 Ode before Taflb was born. It is infcribed to Alfonfo d'Eftc 
 Duke of Ferrara, who died in 1534, and Taflb was born not 
 till 1554.. 
 
 To a Lady making a. Pin-lajket. Pulli/bed in Mr.DoJJIey'i 
 Vol. . 
 
 92 
 
 Vol. 4. 
 
 O I> E S. 
 
 T. 97. Ode en Ambition. 
 P. 99, Sacred Ode. 
 
 As there are great inequalities in the poetry of the facred writings, 
 it feems as if the moft likely method of tranflating it with 
 fuccefs, is by fele&ing fuch detached poetical parts as are moft 
 fublime, and then weaving them in with other fentiments 
 arifing from the confideration of religious truths ; in which 
 view this Ode was compofed, by way of attempt. Religious 
 fubjefts are certainly extremely capable of all the beauties 
 of imagination, which beauties are the combinations of agree- 
 able or amazing truths, and are certainly the more ftriking when- 
 ever they are fupported by that good fenfe andl reafon which 
 attend upon the fundamentals of Chriftianity. 
 
 P. 102. Ode to Fancy. 
 
 The fubjeft and thought of this poem is taken from two line& 
 in Shakefpear. 
 
 The Poet's Eye in a fine Phrenzy roving 
 Doth glance from Earth to Heaven 
 
 It was publimed in Mr. Dodfley's Colle&ion, Vol. 4. 
 
 P. 109. Arion. 
 This Ode was publimed in Mr. Dodfley's Colleaion, Vol. 6. 
 
 P. 112. Tht Academic. Written April MDCCL7. 
 His Majefty having been pleafed to contribute a very confiderable 
 fum of money for the building of a new part of the Univerfity 
 
 Library,
 
 Library, in imitation of his Royal Father's munificence, who in- 
 ereafed the library with the valuable colle&ion of Dr. Moore Bifhop 
 of Ely ; and his Grace the Chancellor having follicited for, and 
 largely contributed towards the carrying on of this new edifice, 
 together with the Earl of Hardwicke High Steward, and others 
 of the Nobility and Gentry, thefc circumftances, which did fo 
 much honour to the Univerfity and its illuftrious patron, make 
 a principal part of this Ode, which was written at the time 
 when the foundation ftone was laid by his Grace the Chan- 
 cellor : a prize medal, and feveral coins of his prefent Ma- 
 jefty, were placed underneath it. The beginning of the Ode 
 was intended as a general elogium of the munificent Founders 
 of the Univerfity, and the conclufion of it as a Valediftion 
 to the Univerfity, which the author defigned to leave, not 
 having at that time the llonour of being elected fellow of his 
 own fociety. 
 
 P. 120. OJe on Lyric Poetry. PuUiJbed in Mr. DedJIefs Col- 
 ItSion, rd. 6. 
 This Ode, which is the laft, concludes in the fentiment of Count 
 
 Fulvio Tefti. Al Principe Alfonfo d'Efte, p. 409. 
 
 Reflate in pace, i' cangero fentiero. 
 
 Ecco la cetra, eccovi il plettro : addio : 
 
 Altri Audi, altre cure, altro penfiero. 
 
 P. 127. De biftoria. tt ingenio Juris CiviKs tt Canonici, cum cvm- 
 faratione legum Angliae oratio habita in factllo attlae Trinitatis die 
 commemorations 1756 <x teftamento Thomae Eden LL. D. 
 
 CONCLUSION. 
 
 It is to be hoped that, after this impreflion of the Author's own, 
 no verfes hitherto written, which are not inferted here, will 
 be confidered as written by him ; the obviating any fuch opi- 
 nion was one great reafon of this colle&ion being printed, no left 
 than a defire of making to a few particular perfons a prefent, 
 in an Academical way, which it is not in their power to pur- 
 chafe ; a circum (tance which often has given value to trifles, 
 
 Mevr-
 
 [ viii ] 
 
 However little the amufement may be which thefe compofitions 
 will afford to any reader, it is fome confolation to the writer of 
 them, that among many bad lines confidered as poetry, there is 
 not one that is fo, as being ill nacured, immoral, or irreligious. 
 
 The greateft danger of cenfure is to be apprehended for the 
 laft competition, written in a dead language, and in which the 
 critics, who may be ftruck the molt eafily with doubts, are 
 thofe who have longeft ceafed to converfe with their old ac- 
 quaintance in it. But we hope for that compofition, and the 
 reft of the contents of this little collection, that no body will 
 have it in their power to criticife them, except thofe perfons 
 who are kind enough to excufe and wilh well to the writer 
 of them. But perhaps an apology is neceflary for having fpent 
 fo much time in this fort of compofition. Some very re- 
 fpetable men attached only to lucrative employments, or 
 ftudies remote from imagination, have judged poetical fludies, 
 as a part of education, to be entirely ufelefs. It is an objection 
 however which goes to the ftudy of the claflics in general and 
 to the whole bufinefs of compofition, all which are conne&ed, 
 and to the practice of the great public fchools : the known fuc- 
 cefs of their method of education is a fufficient anfwer to the 
 objection, and if great examples in our own country and age 
 were wanting, as they are not, the opinion of the Roman 
 orator, lawyer, philofopher, and ftatefman Cicero is a fuffi- 
 cient apology for all perfons who make thefe ftudies the com- 
 panions of their firft part of life, or the amufement of their 
 leifure at any time. 
 
 >uanquam omnis dottrina expolttur fcientia literarum, tamen maxime 
 augetur legendis oratoribus atque poet is. Caetera neqite tem- 
 forum funt neque aetatum omnium neque locorum : base ftudia. 
 adolefcentiam alunt, feneftutem oblefiant, fecundat re: ornant, 
 adverjis perfttgium et folatium praebent, deletlant domi, nott 
 impediunt foris ; pernoflant nobifcum, peregrinantur, rujiicantur. 
 Quare quis tandem me reprebendat, aut quis mihi jure fuccenfeat, 
 Ji quantum caeteris ad fuas res obeundas, quantum ad feftos dies lu- 
 dofque celebrandos, quantum ad alias vo/uf fates, et ad ipfam requiem 
 enimi et corporis conceditur temporis, quantum alii tribuunt in- 
 tempejli'vis eon'ui'viis, quantum denique aleae, quantum pilae t tantum 
 egomet mihi ad baec jludia recolenda fumpfero. 
 
 VERSES
 
 VERSES 
 
 ON THE 
 
 PEACE, 
 
 1748.
 
 ,dtt -y ERSES 
 
 O N T H E 
 
 PEACE 
 
 - * * fcl " 1748. 
 
 LONG hath Ambition's arm the thunder 
 borne, 
 Lanc'd her dire flames, and taught the 
 
 world to mourn ; 
 
 In vain 'mid clouds the Alpine mountains flood ; 
 In vain the Rhine indignant roll'd his flood ; 
 Still urg'd his furious way th'afpiring Gaul, 
 In hope already grafp'd the conquer'd ball > 
 Before his legions ftalk'd refiftlefs Fear, 
 And Defolation ravag'd in the rear. 
 
 How long, Ambition, fhall die fvvord devour ? 
 What flaughter'd millions glut the luft of power ? 
 Rule ye, dread Kings, eternal war to wage, 
 And wake the horrors of unceafing rage ? 
 Let ever blafting hate the man purfue 
 Who firft the iteel, yet guiltlefs weapon, drew, 
 B Dip'd
 
 Dip'd his red banners in a people's gore, 
 Drove Peace from earth, from heaven its altars 
 
 tore, 
 
 With daring fleps on groaning Nature trod, 
 Scourge of the world, yet honour'd as a God. 
 
 How bleft ! who for a nation's blifs provides, 
 Whofe arm defends them, and whofe court fel 
 
 guides, 
 
 Great in the heartfelt joy, and confcious hour 
 Of each fair aft of delegated power. 
 Perifh the trophied column, fculptur'd buit, 
 For ever perifh in Oblivion's duft 
 Whate'er Ambition's hand hath taught to rife 1 , 
 Proud altars of inhuman facrifice. 
 
 Beholds the fun, infatiate Difcord, fay, 
 As round the world he pours his facred ray, 
 That foil where no fad monuments appear 
 To tell tby triumphs through each rolling year ? 
 On every land thy dreadful feet have flood, 
 To fcatter plagues, and float the globe with blood. 
 Fallen are th'Aflyrian towers, the Perfian pride; 
 Once letter'd Nilus rolls a barb'rous tide ; 
 For polifh'd arts, for warlike deeds renown'd, 
 By favage hands is Greece for ever bound* 
 Where art thou, Rome ? thy eaglet wing no 
 
 more 
 
 Their conquering flight from Freedom's happy 
 ftiore 5 Her
 
 [3] 
 
 Her baleful (hade while Superftition fpreads, 
 And o'er thy trophies with proud infult treads. 
 Whatever good, whatever great appears, 
 The growth of wifdom, and the toil of years, 
 Each proud memorial of man's active thought, 
 What patriots founded, or what fages taught, 
 Sink in Ambition's all-involving rage, 
 The deftin'd prey of Difcord and of Age. 
 
 Thefe, proud Deftroyer, are thy glorious deeds 5 
 Behold for thee yet wounded Belgia bleeds ; 
 Germania groans ; reclining o'er her dead 
 Italia bows her flower-incircled head. 
 The peafant, wandering o'er the defart plain, 
 In filence curfes thy wide- wafting reign ; 
 And turns with anxious thought his weeping eyes 
 Where late he faw his peaceful cottage rife j 
 In fixt attention round his offspring (land, 
 Prefs to his knees, and eager grafp his hand, 
 Afk why he fighs, and whence his forrows flow, 
 Join with his tears their innocence of woe, 
 And while they mingle with a father's pain, 
 Demand a mother loft, their brothers (lain ; 
 Down his wan cheek redoubled torrents roll, 
 And all the parent rufhes to his foul. 
 Of herds, of flocks bereft the fields appear, 
 Nor fpreads the vine, nor waves the golden ear* 
 
 B 2 The
 
 ,, 
 
 The landfcape mourns ; roll choak'd with dead 
 
 * the floods, 
 Through vales untill'd, and mifs their wonted 
 
 woods j 
 
 All fad remembrance of paft woes create, 
 Each mark of fanguine deeds, and hoftile hate, 
 Which o'er the plains th'empurpled hand of War 
 Hath trac'd in many a dreadful character. 
 
 But lo, the clouds difpel , a cheating beam 
 Of fudden glory darts its golden gleam. 
 Hail happy change ! All hail th'expecled end \ 
 Let temples rife, triumphal arcs afcend. 
 Thfe trophied pile let laurel wreaths adorn, 
 And naval fpoils from Gallic veflels torn. 
 Here fliall in breathing paint confeft be feen 
 The youthful Chief, in ftorms of war ferene, 
 Rum where oppreft the panting troops recede^ 
 Or point the doubtful warrior where to bleed. 
 There fliall be fpread, aflerting her domain, 
 Britannia's banners o'er the watry plain, 
 The bounding barks the daihing wave divide, 
 And the long triumph grace th 'exulting tide ; 
 To Wondering fea Gods Neptune mark the fliow, 
 The billows fmooth, and check the winds that 
 
 blow. 
 
 Clofe by the gates fhall Rapine rage in vain, 
 Ambition weep, and Difcord bite her chain. 
 
 Majeftic
 
 C 5 ] 
 
 Majeftic Peace (hall wave her olive wand, 
 In mow-white veftments awful Juflice (land, 
 Low at their feet pale Envy's form be bound, 
 And War expiring feel the deadly wound. 
 
 O, {till, fweet Peace, thy gentle flay prolong, 
 Secure from civil rage, from foreign wrong. 
 Let laughing Plenty fill her copious horn, 
 Her brows with myrtle loofe-rob'd Mirth adorn. 
 No more the trumpet breathing death fhall 
 
 found, 
 
 Nor iron harvefls fpreadthe fatal ground, * 
 No hoflile ax (hall fell the facred (hade, 
 Nor raging flames the burning towns invade, 
 The herds fhall fafely crop the verdant inead, 
 And at the plow fhall fweat the warrior fleed. 
 Hark ! how the groves with ruflic fongs refound ; 
 With ripening corn behold the vallies crown'd ; 
 The maids and youths in feflive dances move, 
 And beauteous Hymen lights the torch of 
 
 love. 
 
 Britannia, fee, where peaceful olives grow, 
 To grace with focial wreaths thy laureate bough. 
 No more fhall Flandria mourn thy heroes flain, 
 Nor fierce Rebellion thunder o'er thy plain. 
 Low in the dufl each daring hope o'erthrown, 
 The Children's fwords fhall guard their Grand- 
 fire's throne 5 
 
 B 3 Pleas'd
 
 Pleas'd he beholds his num'rous offspring rife, 
 And his own courage fparkle in their eyes. 
 -/Eneas thus with joy furvey'd the train 
 Of Heroes marching o'er th'Elyfian plain ; 
 And as the flow proceflion paft along, 
 Of future warriors hail'd the glorious throng. 
 The time fhall come, the time by fate enroll'd, 
 When in the flrength of hardy manhood bold 
 The royal youths by each exalted deed 
 Shall woo fair Fame, and Britain's armies lead, 
 Or dart her thunders to the diftant pole 
 Where waft the gales, and where the waters roll. 
 
 Let fofter nations trill the trembling firing, 
 Or to the lute refponfive fweeter fing, 
 Nature's fair fernblance to the marble give, 
 Or bid with fprightlier touch the canvas live j 
 Britannia, tliou thy flately navies boaft, 
 Thy wealthy commerce fpi ead from coafl to coafl ; 
 For thee, the merchant, to extend thy reign, 
 Explores the dangers of the flormy main, 
 Waves thy proud banners to the fouthern Ikies, 
 Or where cold Zembla's frozen rocks arife, 
 Where weflern India's fields their wealth difplay, 
 Or the bright morn unlocks the gates of day i 
 For thee behold the lucid amber ftreams, 
 The ruby glows, the fparkling diamond beams ; 
 
 For
 
 For thee her odours breathes Arabia's fhore ; 
 For thee Potofi's mountains teem with ore. 
 
 Hail happy Britain ! hers each blifs to view, 
 O more than happy ! if that blifs (he knew ; 
 If not to fenfe of public virtue loft ; 
 If by no wave of ftormy faction toft, 
 She ftill proceeds, what fav'ring Heaven de- 
 
 fign'd, 
 
 Friend to herfelf, and patron of mankind. 
 Thus fhall her arts extend, her power prevail, 
 And fuppliant monarchs their deliverer hail ; : 
 The rage of war while diftant nations feel, 
 And but for change of tyrants draw the fteel, 
 Hers fhall be all that polifh'd life infpires 
 With native wit, and fancy's warmeft fires ; 
 To her the patriot's energy belong, 
 The hero's valour, and the poet's fang. 
 
 34 E L E-
 
 [8] 
 ELEGY 
 
 On the Death of a young Lady. 
 
 YE S, it is paft ; the fatal ftroke is given. 
 Our pious forrows own the hand of 
 
 heaven. 
 
 How fhort our joys ! incumber'd life how vain ! 
 Still vex'd with evil's never ceafmg train ; 
 While roll the hours which lead each fleeting 
 
 year, 
 
 Each afks a figh, and each demands a tear. 
 O'er pleafing fcenes the mind with rapture roves, 
 Grafps in idea all it hopes or loves : 
 Snatch'd from its view the pleafing fcenes decay, 
 And the fair vifion melts in fhades away. 
 
 Of youth, of beauty, and of wit the boaft, 
 O lov'd for ever, and too early loft, 
 Sweet maid, for thee now mingling with the 
 
 dead, 
 
 Her facred griefs the tuneful Mufe fhall fhed ; 
 The foft remembrance of thy charms to fave 
 She plants with all her bays thy hallow'd grave, 
 
 Ye too, companions of her happier days, 
 Heirs of her charms, and rivals of her praife, 
 
 Amid
 
 [9] 
 
 Amid the circles of the young and gay 
 Your years unheeded urge their ftealing way, 
 While mixt with pleafure's ever-fmiling train, 
 Ye know no forrows, and ye feel no pain, 
 Yet, when no more the pulfe tumultuous beats, 
 Nor the pleas 'd fenfe each flattering tale repeats, 
 Let calm reflection the fad moral teach, 
 That blifs below evades our eager reach 5 
 That virtue only grants the real charm, 
 Gives wit to win, and beauty power to warm; 
 That tho' like hers, whofe recent fate we mourn, 
 And aik your pity for a fitter's urn, 
 Your beauties fliine in all their bloom confefl, 
 'Mid gazing flaves contending to be bleft, 
 Yet think like hers may foon thofe beauties fade ; 
 Like hers your glories in the duft be laid. 
 Time's hardy fteps in filence fwift advance, 
 Dim the blight ray that darts the fiery glance, 
 And Age, dread herald of Death's awful reign, 
 Blafts every grace, and freezes every vein. 
 
 When with a mother's joy, a mother's fear, 
 The thoughtful parent dropt the filent tear, 
 Gaz'd on her child, and faw new beauties rife, 
 Glow in her cheeks, and fparkle in her eyes, 
 In expectation plan'd each hope of life, 
 The fitter, daughter, mother, friend and wife ; 
 
 Ah
 
 [ 10 ] 
 
 Ah fleeting joys ! how foon thoie hopes were 
 
 o'er ! 
 We doom'd to mourn, and Ihe to charm no 
 
 more. 
 
 The waning moon fhall fill her wafted horn. 
 And nature's radiance gild the orient morn, 
 The fmiling fpring with charms renew'd appear, 
 The fleeping blofibms hafte to deck the year, 
 But bloom no more this fair departed flower, 
 Nor wak'd by genial fun, nor vernal fhower. 
 
 How vain, alas ! was all thy father's art, 
 Vain were the fighs which fwell'd thy mother's 
 
 heart. 
 
 Again I fee thee juft expiring lie, 
 Pale thy cold lip, half clos'd thy languid eye, 
 Thy guardian Innocence befide thee ftands, 
 And patient Faith uplifts her holy hands, 
 T$ach thee with fmiles to meet the ftroke of 
 
 death, 
 Calm all thy pangs, and eafe thy ftruggling 
 
 breath. 
 
 Refign'd, dear maid, to earth's maternal breaft, 
 May fifter Seraphs chant thy foul to reft. 
 There (hall the conftant Amaranthus bloom, 
 And wings of Zephyrs fhed the morn's perfume, 
 O'er thy fad herfe, fair emblems of the dead, 
 By virgin hands are dying lilies fhed, 
 
 The
 
 The weeping Graces fhall thy tomb furroundj 
 The Loves with broken darts fhall drew the 
 
 ground ; 
 
 In vain for thee they wak'd the fond defires, 
 Wove myrtle wreaths, and fan'd their purer 
 
 fires. 
 
 The youthful God, who joins the nuptial bands, 
 In vain expecting near his altar ftands ; 
 Fate fpread the cloud : his torch extinct, he flies, 
 And veils with faffron robe his flreaming eyes. 
 Yet O, while crown'd with never fading 
 
 flowers, 
 
 Thy fpirit wanders through Elyfian bowers, 
 Jf plaintive founds of mortal grief below 
 Reach the bleft feats, and waft our tender woe, 
 Hear, happy fhade ; while thus our mortal lays 
 This monument of foft affection raife. 
 By gentle ties of kindred birth allied, 
 The Mufe that fports on Camus' willow'd fide 
 In Memory's lofty dome infcribes thy name, 
 And with, thy beauties, drives to mix her fame. 
 
 G R A-
 
 I2 
 
 GRAPHICS: 
 
 Or an Effay on Painting. A Fragment. 
 
 y , " 
 
 BEFORE the pencil's dip'd, er canvas 
 fpread, 
 
 With fancy glowing, yet by judgment led, 
 Lambert, attend j th' inftruftive verfe perufe : 
 Nor fcorn the precepts of a fifler Mufe. 
 
 To trace 'each caufe with deep conjecture's 
 
 eye, 
 
 Be this the tafk of fage philofophy ; 
 Not with lefs ftudious, but more certain view, 
 The poet, painter fearch all nature through, 
 What marks the outward character of things, 
 What forms the graceful, whence the beauteous 
 
 fprings, 
 
 How pleads the filent language of the foul, 
 And on what movements varied paflions roll, 
 Of every latent charm the force reveal, 
 ExprefTmg greatly what they greatly feel ; 
 Such Homer's verfe, fuch Virgil's beauties fhine, 
 And fuch majeftic Milton's lofty line ; 
 Such charms in Titian's vivid pencil glow, 
 In graceful Guido, fiercer Angelo, 
 
 Strike
 
 [ '3 ] 
 
 Strike with Garacci's ftrength, or foftly wear 
 Angelic Raphael's heaven-defcended air 5 
 Each perfect work of happy art we view, 
 And pleas 'd the fair ideas to renew 
 Reflect, compare, by nicer feelings taught, 
 How juft the painter Iketch'd, the poet wrote, 
 Nature, great archetype of both, admire, 
 Share in their toils, and kindle with their fire. 
 
 O Nature, parent of each art to pleafe, 
 The fpring of truth, of beauty, force and eafe, 
 To whom the powers of eloquence belong, 
 The breathing colours, and the lofty fong, 
 To whom its vigour Hay's flrong period owes, 
 Whence all a Mansfield's foothing foftnefs flows, 
 And Britain's Tully each great image draws 
 When drooping Faction filent frowns applaufe, 
 Whofe fweeteft flowers adorn'd the mournful 
 
 plain 
 
 When " rapt Mufseus tun'd his parting ftrain," 
 Whofe hand in plaintive melancholy led 
 The Graces weeping o'er the rural dead, 
 By whom, in Lambert's glowing tints difplay'd, 
 Rife other funs, or fpreads the evening (hade ; 
 With grace the hand, the voice, the ear to guide 
 Is thine, O Goddefs ; o'er this verfe prefide $ 
 Myflic, yet not obfcure the numbers be, 
 Give me to feign, but ftill to follow thee. 
 
 Exil'd
 
 Esil'dby wrath of Jove, Apollo fled, 
 And veil'd in earthly clouds his radiant head ; 
 That hand which guided through th'ethereal 
 
 way 
 
 Immortal courfers, and the car of day; 
 Now bore the crook : the woods he taught his 
 
 ftrains, 
 And mix'd a fhepherd with the fhepherd fwains, 
 
 A nymph, who lov'd to trace the dewy lawn, 
 Haunt the deep wood, and hail the rifmg dawn, 
 Phantafia call'd, the faireft of the train, 
 With early foot-fteps trip'd along the plain ; 
 She fung, and finging ftop'd to gather flowers 5 
 Adorn'd her locks, and fought her fecret bowers^ 
 With looks of love the youthful God furvey'd, 
 And wdo'd in filent grots the yielding maid. 
 Nine times had Cynthia fill'd her wafted horn, 
 Two fmiling infants at a birth were born ; 
 Each each refembled ; and for beauty fam'd 
 Poefis this, and Graphis that flic nam'd. 
 In years and charms the blooming virgins grew* 
 Then, with their Sire reflor'd, to heaven with- 
 drew. 
 
 There on a thoufand golden pillars rais'd 
 By Vulcan's art th'immortal palace blaz'd 5 
 Here Graphis firft her mimic pencil try'dj 
 Attending Iris each fair tint fupply'd, 
 
 To
 
 To chear with pleafing notes the toilfome day, 
 The fweet Poefis rais'd her tuneful lay ; 
 To lofty themes her founding lyre fhe ftrung, 
 One fifler painting what the other fung. 
 And now around a new creation glow'd ; 
 At every touch more bold the figures flood ; 
 Here the huge Titans {training feem'd to live, 
 And hill on hill with vafl toil up to heave ; 
 Black clouds above the lowering Iky furround, 
 Jove in the midft, with all his gods around. 
 There pale, aghaft, the fons of earth retire, 
 The heavens wide opening in a flood of fire, 
 Backward they rufh with all their load o'er- 
 
 thrown, 
 And crufh'd beneath the mighty mountains 
 
 groan. 
 
 Her power creative now fhe tries again, - 
 And Venus rifes from the fable main; 
 Above with azure fpread the fkies appear; 
 With filken wings the Zephyrs fan the air, 
 In gay profufion, hovering o'er her head, 
 The rofe, the jeflamine, and violet fhed: 
 The fmiling goddefs turn'd her look afide, 
 And half conceal'd her charms with winning 
 
 pride, 
 
 O'er her fair limbs a veil tranfparent drew, 
 And from her locks diftuTd the pearly dew. 
 
 Juft
 
 [ '6 ] 
 
 Juft curl the feas, the whales their homage pay, 
 And little Loves among the Tritons play. 
 Surrounding Gods the glowing piece admire. 
 Superior pleafure touch'd th'almighty Sire. 
 
 Lambert, thus poets tell the myftic tale, 
 And o'er fair Truth extend the pleafing veil, 
 To (hew how well the kindred arts unite ; 
 While each reflects on each a ftronger light. 
 
 Ingenious Love from heaven and nature came; 
 Ingenious Love infpir'd the painter's flame. 
 With happy labour firft the rural maid 
 Trac'd on the wall her favorite fhepherd's fhade. 
 On Youth, and Beauty ftill thofe toils attend, 
 Theirs flows the line, for them the colours 
 
 blend, 
 
 With beauty ftill the painter's breaft is fir'd, 
 And Love ftill claims what Love at firft infpir'd. 
 
 In flow progrefllon moves the fetter'd mind. 
 Coarfe were the colours, rude the forms defign'd, 
 While, dawning o'er the eaftern world in vain, 
 Scarce fhone the light beneath a tyrant's reign. 
 Religion deign'd her foftering aid to lend, 
 To heaven devoting what from heaven defccnd. 
 And call'd the Mufe's arts, the Mufe's ftrains> 
 To deck her foleron rites, and facred fanes, 
 While with them fprung the Graces ever free,, 
 in the foil of fmiling Liberty. 
 
 The
 
 The fons of Greece the ray ethereal caught; 
 There the bold pencil fpoke the matter's thought ; 
 There ev'ry Art with rival vigour grew, 
 And fought the Fair, the Perfect, and the True; 
 Then to the Gods a thoufand domes were rais'd, 
 In awful pomp a thoufand altars blaz'd, 
 The lofty lyre Devotion's raptures fining, 
 And.white-rob'd Bards their holy psans fung, 
 The breathing marble each fair form receiv'd, 
 And on the walls the glowing frefco liv'd ; 
 But War unpitying, widely wafting Age, 
 And Superftition, arm'd with gloomy rage, 
 Their baleful fhades o'er every Science ftied, 
 And what by Freedom liv'd with Freedom fled. 
 Zeuxis, no more thy beauteous Helen charms ; 
 Nor thy bright Venus, fam'd Apelles, warms; 
 No more thy foaming courfer feems to {land, 
 Proud, yet impatient of his matter's hand, 
 To paw the plain, to roll his fiery eyes, 
 And hear the thunder of the conflict rife ; 
 Yet ftill, ye fons of Art, your names furvivej 
 Still in the rolls of Fame your colours live ; 
 To Fancy's eye each glorious work appears 
 Bold and unfaded through a length of years. 
 
 L AU-
 
 [ 18 ] 
 
 LAURA, 
 
 Or the Complaint. An Elegy* 
 
 Founded on tbe real misfortunes of an unhappy Lady. 
 
 . 
 
 YE groves, with venerable mofs array 'd, 
 That o'er yon' caverns ftretch your pen- 
 dent (hade, 
 
 Where facred Silence lulls the rural vale, 
 And Love in whifpers tells his tender tale, 
 Ye lonely rocks, ye ftreams that ever flow, 
 Still as my tears, and conftant as my woe, 
 To you behold the wretched Laura flies, 
 And haunts thofe feats from whence her forrows 
 
 rife ; 
 
 Where, loft to love, how often has (he ftray'd ? 
 When the fond lover led his blufhing maid, 
 When his foft lips, too eloquent his art, 
 Pour'd the warm wifh, and breath'd out all his 
 
 heart. 
 
 Ah once lov'd feats, your pleafing fcenes are o'er, 
 Nor you can charm, fmce he can love no more ; 
 Though fmile your lawns with vernal glories 
 
 crown'd, 
 
 In vain gay Nature paints the enamel'd ground ; 
 
 While
 
 t '9 J 
 
 While through your folitary paths I rove, 
 A prey to grief, to ficknefs, and to love. 
 Tho' gentle Zephyrs fan the bending bowers, 
 Tho' breathes the incenfe of your opening flowers, 
 Nor opening flowers, nor gentle Zephyrs charm, 
 Nor beauteous fcenes a grief like mine difarm j 
 Fade every flower, and languifh every fenfe, 
 Ye have no fweets for fallen Innocence. 
 
 Torn by remorfe, fad vicTim of defpair. 
 Where fhall I turn ? or where addrefs my prayer ? 
 Far as the morn its early beam difplays, 
 Or where the ftar of evening darts its rays ; 
 Far as wide earth is ftretch'd, or oceans roil, 
 Where blow the winds, OF heaven invelh 
 
 the pole, 
 
 In vain my fluttering foul would wing its way j 
 Stern Care purfues, where'er the wretched flray. 
 Soft God of Sleep, whofe ever-peaceful reign 
 Lulls earth, and heaven, and all th'extended main, 
 Powerful to give the labouring heart to reft, 
 To wipe the tear, and heal the wounded breaft, 
 Say, by what crime offended, flies from me, 
 Invok'd, thy unpropitious Deity ? 
 Or dooms, on racks of wildeft Fancy torn, 
 In dreams my agonizing foul to mourn ? 
 Why am I oft on angry billows toft, 
 Now in fome wide and dreary defart loil ? 
 
 C 2 Why
 
 Why yet in life infernal tortures feel, 
 Bound by fierce Demons to fome rapid wheel ? 
 Now feefn to climb, while hills on hills arife, 
 In vain : or fall in tempefls from the (kies, 
 Tread burning plains, or fwim in feas of fire, 
 Juft reach the fhore, then fee the fhore retire ? 
 As oft dear Youth ! thy pleafmg form appears ; 
 I ftretch my arms, and wake diffolv'd in tears ; 
 Yet waking Fancy all that lofs fupplies, 
 And flill I view thee with a lover's eyes ; 
 Entranc'd, in thought 3 o'er all thy charms I gaze, 
 See thy bright eyes difFufe their fofteft rays, 
 Hang on thy hand, or on thy breafl reclin'd, 
 Play with thy locks that waver with the wind, 
 Joy in thy joy, or in thy forrows join, 
 And on thy lips my fpirit mix with thine. 
 Now o'er dark wilds, or rugged rocks we (tray, 
 Love lights the gloom, and fmooths the dreary 
 
 way; 
 
 Now on foft banks our weary limbs repofe, 
 Where every flower of vernal beauty glows ; 
 But light as air each pleafmg vifion flew, 
 Swift as the fun difpels the morning dew -, 
 While with the day returns the fenfe of woe, 
 We wake more wretched when the cheat we know. 
 
 Imagination ! miftrefs of the foul, 
 What powers unfeen the active mind controul ? 
 
 And
 
 [ 21 } 
 
 And fill the waking thought, or bufy fleep ? 
 When not a breeze difturbs the tranquil deep, 
 Nor lofty pines through all the forefl move, 
 Why ftir the motions of refifllefs Love ? 
 
 Urg'd by the golden morn the night recedes, 
 And year to year in changeful courfe fuccedes ; 
 Nor night, nor morn, nor years to me reftore 
 The peace which Laura's heart poflefs'd before, 
 Involv'd in clouds one darkfome fcene I view; 
 Bleed the fame wounds, and all my pains renew. 
 
 O boaft of Laura's long forgotten praife ! 
 Paft are the triumphs of my happier days, 
 When plac'd fupreme on Beauty's radiant throne, 
 I favv with confcious pride each heart my own - t 
 Where'er I turn'd a thoufand nymphs adrnir'd 5 
 Whene'er I fmil'd a thoufand fwains expir'd ; 
 I fpoke, 'twas mufic dwelt upon my tongue - t 
 I mov'd a Goddefs, and an Angel fung. 
 My carelefs fleps in joys were taught to rove ; 
 Each voice was flattery, and each look was lov^ ; 
 But Beauty's power, too mighty long to laft, 
 Fled on the wings of rapid Time is pail. 
 
 As fome proud vefTel to the profperous gale 
 Her ftreamer waves, and fpreads the iilken fail, 
 While filver oars to flutes foft breathing fweep 
 With meafur'd ftrokes the fcarcek^heavng deep, 
 
 C 3 But
 
 ._ 
 
 But foon tempeftuous clouds the fcene deform, 
 And the loud furge remurmurs to the ftorm, 
 Thus big with hope, from dark fufpicion free, 
 I fail'd with tranfport on life's fummer fea j 
 The gay attendants of my happy ftate, 
 The Smiles, the Graces 'round were feen to wait, 
 And all the Moments, as they fwiftly flew, 
 Shower'd down foft joy, and pleafures ever new. 
 How chang'd this fleeting image of a day ! 
 How fets in awful gloom the evening ray ? 
 Whije, fixt on earth her eye in fad fufpence, 
 Pours the deep figh incefTant Penitence. 
 
 If youthful charms decay with age or pain, 
 Beauty, thy crowded worfhippers how vain ! 
 Why then fuch crowds of incenfe round afcend ? 
 Why proftrate monarch s at thy altars bend ? 
 Why earth's and ocean's mighty bounds explore 
 At once to win thee, and encreafe thy power ? 
 'Let fad example reafon's dictates aid j 
 Here fee what ruin grief and love have made ; 
 E'en Love, who lives by Beauty's fmiles careft, 
 Balks in her eyes, and wantons on her breaft, 
 With cruel force the fatal fhaft employs, 
 And foonell what he moft adores deftroys. 
 
 HOW cold I feel life's idle current flow, 
 Where once the dancing fpirits lov'd to glow ! 
 
 No
 
 No more thefe eyes with youthful rapture fhine, 
 Nor cheeks foft blu firing fpeak a warmth divine; 
 Graceful no more amid the feftive dance 
 My fleps with eafy dignity advance, 
 And all the glofly locks, whofe ringlets fpread 
 O'er my fair neck, the honours of my head, 
 Ceafe the neat labours of my hand to know ; 
 111 fuits the care of elegance with woe ! 
 
 Why did not Nature, when fhe gave to charm, 
 With unrelenting pride my bofom arm ? 
 Why was my foul its tender pity taught, 
 Each foft affection, and each generous thought ? 
 Hence fpring my forrows, hence with fighs I 
 
 prove 
 
 How feeble woman, and how fierce is love. 
 In unavailing ftreams my tears are fhed ; 
 Sad Laura's blifs is with Lorenzo fled. 
 For thee, falfe Youth, was every joy refign'd, 
 Young health, fweet peace, and innocence- of 
 
 mind > 
 
 Are thefe the conftant vows thy tongue profeft, 
 When firft thy arms my yielding beauties prefl ? 
 Thus did thy kifs difpel my empty fears ? 
 Or winning voice delight my raptur'd ears ? 
 Thus fwore thy lips by ocean, earth, and fky j 
 By Hell's dread powers, and Heaven's all-piercing 
 
 eye ? 
 
 C 4 Yawns
 
 [ H] 
 
 Yawns not the grave for thee r why fleeps the 
 
 ftorm 
 
 To blaft thy limbs, and rend thy perjur'd form ? 
 Unmov'd, O faithlefs, canft thou hear my pain, 
 Like the proud rocks which brave th'unwearied 
 
 main ? 
 
 Sooner the fhip-wreck'd pilot fhali appeafe 
 With fighs the howling winds, with tears the feas, 
 Than Laura's prayers thy heart unfeeling move, 
 O loft to fame, to honour, and to love. 
 Nurft in dark caverns on fome mountain wild 
 To cruel manhood grew the daring child, 
 No female breaft fupplied thy infant food, 
 But tygers growling o'er their favage brood. 
 Curs'd be that fatal hour thy charms were feen, 
 While yet this mind was guiltlefs, and ferene. 
 With thee, falfe man, I urg'd my hafty flight, > 
 And dar'd die horrors of tempeftuous night, 
 Nor fear'd, with thee, through plains unknown 
 
 to rove, 
 
 Deaf to the dictates of paternal love. 
 In vain for me a parent's tears were fhed, 
 And to the grave defcends his hoary head. 
 
 When at my feet entranc'd my lover lay, 
 And pour'd in tender fighs his foul away, 
 Fond, foolifh heart! to think the tale divine ! 
 Why flarted not my hands when preft in thine ? 
 
 Too
 
 C 25 ] 
 
 Too well remembrance paints the fatal hour 
 When Love, great conqueror, fummon'd all his 
 
 power ; 
 
 When bolder grown, your glances flafh'd with fire, 
 And your pale lips all trembled with defire ; 
 Back to my heart my blood tumultuous flew, 
 From every pore diflill'd the chilling dew, 
 When Shame prefaging fpoke each future pain, 
 And ftruggling Virtue arm'd my foul in vain. 
 But O let filence all my weaknefs veil, 
 And burning blufhes only tell the tale. 
 
 Ah ! faithlefs man ! and thou more wretched 
 
 maid, 
 
 To guilt, and grief, and mifery betray 'd ! 
 Far flies thy lover : to fome diftant plain 
 Now cleaves his bounding bark the peaceful main; 
 Avenging Heaven, that heard the vows he fwore, 
 Bid howl the blackening ftorm, and thunder roar, 
 'Till waves on waves in tumbling mountains roll, 
 Now fink to hell, and now afcend the pole; 
 Then on fome plank o'er foaming billows borne, 
 Trembling, his perjur'd faith the wretch fhall 
 
 mourn, 
 
 But mourn in vain : his vigorous arm fhall /ail, 
 Guilt fink him down, and angry Heaven prevail ; 
 No friendly hand to earth his limbs convey, 
 But dogs and vultures tear the bloated prey. 
 
 Yet
 
 [26] 
 
 Yet ah fond heart ! avert, kind Heaven, the 
 
 ftroke, 
 
 My heart denies what trembling lips have fpoke. 
 The varying accents real nature prove, 
 And only fhow how wild a thing is love. 
 Go, much lov'd youth, with every blefling 
 
 crown'd, 
 
 And Laura's wifhes ever guard thee round. 
 Me to the filent fhades and fad retreat, 
 Where Love's expiring flames forget their heat, 
 Death wooes all-powerful : ere he parts the clew, 
 Once more thy Laura bids her love adieu : 
 Bids Health, and AfBuence e^very blifs afford ; 
 Bids thee be lov'd, be happy, and ador'd ; 
 In eafe, in mirth glide each glad hour away ? 
 No pain to fpot thy fortune's cloudlefs day j 
 Nor figh to fwell, no tear to flow for me : 
 O grant Heav'n all j but grant thee conftancy^ 
 
 Yet from my hand this lafl addrefs receive, 
 This laft addrefs is all that hand can give. 
 In vain thy bark with fpreading canvas flies, 
 Jf thefe fad lines (hall meet thy confcious eyes, 
 And, taught with winning eloquence to move, 
 The winds and waters waft the voice of Love > 
 That voice, O grant what dying lips implore, 
 Alks but one tear from thee ; and aiks no more. 
 
 Then
 
 Then world, farewel ; farewel life's fond 
 
 dciires, 
 
 Falfe flattering hopes, and Love's tormenting fires. 
 Already, Death, before my doling eyes 
 Thy airy forms and glimmering (hades arifc. 
 Hark ! hear I not for me yon* pafling bell 
 Toll forth, with frequent paufe, its fullen knell? 
 Waits not for me yon* fexton on his fpade, 
 Blythe whittling o'er the grave his toil has made ? 
 Say, why in lengthen'd pomp yon* fable train, 
 With meafur'd fleps, flow ftalk along the plain ? 
 Say, why yon' herfe with fading flowers is crown'd, 
 And midnight gales the deep-mouth'd dirge re- 
 found ? 
 
 Hail, fitter worms, and thou my kindred dud, 
 Secure to you, my weary limbs I truft. 
 Dim burns life's lamp ; O Death, thy work 
 
 compleat, 
 
 And give my foul to gain her laft retreat. 
 Such as before the birth of Nature fway'd, 
 Ere fpringing Light the firft great word obey'd, 
 Let Silence reign come, Fate, exert thy might: 
 And Darknefs wrap me in eternal Night. 
 
 T O
 
 08) 
 
 T O 
 
 HIS GRACE 
 
 The Duke of Newcaftle, 
 
 CHANCELLOR 
 
 O F 
 
 - 
 
 The Univerfity of Cambridge, 
 
 On his eJlabHjhment of annual prizes for 
 
 tie encouragement of Clajfical Studies , 
 
 J 75 2 - 
 
 SATIRE, my Lord, in vain directs the dart, 
 To mend the world, and moralize the heart. 
 None help our weaknefs, who our anger raife ; 
 Not fo the lenient balm of honeft praife ; 
 Of innate virtue Glory fans the flame, 
 Till generous fpirits take a loftier aim, 
 Proud to deferve : nor ftop the courfe begun, 
 But urge applauded till the palm is won. 
 
 Exulting
 
 Exulting Greece the prize of fame decreed 
 To manly flrength, and to the rapid fteed ; 
 Nor fhine alone her conquering arms renown'd ; 
 The page hiftoric, and the mufe fhe crown'd : 
 Each rival art contending nations fir'd, 
 And heroes kindled as the Mufe infpir'd ; 
 Victorious hence, above the wafle of years, 
 Majeflic Mill her awful front fhe rears, 
 While from her fertile fource and reverend laws 
 Adoring Genius every model draws, 
 Then points th'example to each diftant time 
 Of all in arts, or arms, or life, fublime. 
 
 Not lefs on Granta s emulating plain 
 Lo ! Science hafles to crown her youthful train, 
 And while her Mufes flrike the grateful firing, 
 'Tis you, my Lord, infpire the verfe they fing : 
 The harp of -Flaccus a Maecenas fining j 
 Auguflus liflen'd, and a Virgil fung ; 
 Drawn from obfcure retreats unheard, unknown, 
 To mine in courts, familiar near a throne, 
 Their polifh'd fong delight refin'd fupply'd, 
 The courtier's pleafure, and the monarch's pride ; 
 Nor vainly fmiling in the focial hour 
 The great defcended from the pomp of power j 
 The faithful wreath the poet's hand beflow'd, 
 Where wit has flourifh'd, or whtre arts have 
 flow'd, 
 
 Through
 
 [30] 
 
 Through ages lafts, with verdure ftill the fame, 
 Bright arid unfading, like the poet's fame ; 
 Grac'd with that wreath th'unfullied column, 
 
 ftands, 
 
 Nor touch'd by Fate, nor Envy's fiercer hands. 
 Long ere the world a George or Holies knew, 
 Monarchs have reign'd, and ftatefmen toil'd 
 
 like you, 
 
 Ardent the rage of Faction to oppofe, 
 Wakeful themfelves to give the world repofe > 
 Oblivion's night o'er all their virtues fpread, 
 Unfung they perifh'd with the general dead j 
 The warrior's trophies, and the patriot's buft 
 All yield to Time, and mingle with the duft, 
 Like them deftroy'd, when Fate the thread 
 
 has run, 
 The kingdoms thefe have fav'd, or thofe have 
 
 won j 
 
 Arts which they favour'd once alone furvive, 
 With thofe once favour'd Arts is theirs to live , 
 For not with them their lofty Virtues fleep : 
 The Mufes round the tomb their vigils keep, 
 Of Honour's awful dome the guardian train, 
 Bid Time recede, and lift his fcythe in vain. 
 
 Proceed, my Lord : ftill aft th'illuftrious part ; 
 Demand the praifes of a grateful heart 5 
 
 Still
 
 Still bid your Granta's envied glories rife, 
 Proud of new honours which your hand fupplies $ 
 Thus while her Arts their aftive fires diffufe, 
 Your fame (hall join the triumphs of the Mufe. 
 Others with you amidft the public care 
 Of power, of place, of fortune claim a (hare $ 
 Here will you fhine unrivaU'd and alone, 
 The joy, the gift, the glory all your own ; 
 Not lefs the triumph, than when firft the found 
 " All hail ! re-eccho'd the glad roofs around, 
 When each proud dome admir'd the glittering 
 
 Ihow, 
 And Cam with liftening wave forgot to flow. 
 
 Ingenuous Youths ! whom juft Ambition fires, 
 Who love the Mufe, and whom the Mufe in- 
 
 fpires, 
 
 Your eager hopes to nobler objects raife, 
 And hail this omen of your happier praife. 
 While Fancy's eye the ideal fcene fupplies, 
 See fages iong rever'd around you rife, 
 Who in thefe fhades were ftudious to explore 
 All Science opens from her facred (lore; 
 Who taught how light refracts her various ray, 
 The central force, the comet's wond'rous way j 
 S-earch'd what the vegetable kingdom yields, 
 The flowery plant, and phyfic of the fields ; 
 
 Or
 
 i c 3* ] 
 
 Or who, by antlent error unconfin'd, 
 Trac'd from its birth the progrefs of the mind ; 
 Who weigh'd th'eternal laws which nature gave, 
 Which makes no tyrant, and which knows no 
 
 flave; 
 
 Or fhow'd how faith and reafon are the fame, 
 And rais'd devotion to a purer flame -, 
 Who Britain's ftile adorn'd, and rugged fenfe, 
 -With polifh'd drefs of Grecian eloquence, 
 Such as the pale and filent Factions hear, 
 When Freedom's period ftrikes the aftonifh'd ear; 
 Or who to numbers mufically free 
 Gave the rich charm of fweet variety; 
 While Gallia blufhes, in whofe formal lines 
 The fame cold order verfe and profe confines, 
 Nor dares to bold expreflion's force afpire 
 That burns congenial with a Briton's fire ; 
 O think their fpirits all around you ftand 
 Of Granta's former fons the glorious band, 
 Your a&ive thoughts their infpirations move, 
 Prompt every wifh, and every toil improve, 
 That emulation once they felt renew, 
 And fmile to fee themfelves revive in you. 
 
 My Lord, in early life's yet dawning hour, 
 Ere your young Genius reach'd th'afcent of 
 power, 
 
 With
 
 [33] 
 
 With juft ambition, and with tafte refin'd, 
 To ftretch to ampler bounds your growing mind, 
 And grafp the palms of true applauding fame, 
 Like thefe were once your talks, like thefe your 
 
 aim -, 
 
 'Twas thus, retir'd in Granta's thoughtful feat, 
 You learn'd for Britain to be wife and great, 
 Turn'd with a true delight the Roman lore, 
 And drew from Grecian mines the polifh'd ore; 
 Ev'n then the ?vlufe, 'midil ftudies more fevere, 
 Could win with Virgil's fweets your polifli'd ear, 
 What charm'd Maecenas could your fmile en- 
 gage, 
 
 And mark a Holies for a future age ; 
 But chief from pages rich with manly fenfe 
 You gather'cl flowers of genuine eloquence, 
 And from hiiloric volumes fearch'd the true, 
 How kingdoms fell, and infant empires grew, 
 How fages counfjll'd, and how warriors bled, 
 While the young patriot kindled as he read, 
 Then mix'd where life in aclive labours join'd 
 To thefe the laft great ftudy of mankind, 
 There fhonc confeft with freeborn zeal elate, 
 To fave from Faction's rage the nodding ftate, 
 W T ith faithful virtues to furround a throne, 
 And crop tht honours of mature renown. 
 
 D Nor
 
 [ 34] 
 
 Nor think, my Lord, amid the ftream of 
 
 things 
 
 That blends the name of ftatefmen and of kings, 
 Yours too fhall perifh, while on Granta's plain, 
 Chear'd by your fmiles, abide the Mufe's train, 
 Proud, that with them, amidft the paths of truth, 
 To noble ft toils was form'd thy rifmg youth, 
 Pleas'd, that to them, thy filial love the fame, 
 Hxt&nds thy greatnefs, and refle&s thy fame. 
 
 TRANS-
 
 TRANSLATIONS 
 
 AND 
 
 IMITATIONS. 
 
 D *
 
 [ 36] 
 
 Horatii Flacci Carminum, 
 
 LIBER I. ODE XVII. 
 
 Ad 
 
 "T T E L O X amoenum faepe Lucretilem 
 Mutat Lycaeo Faunus, et igneam 
 Defendit aeflatem capellis 
 
 Ufque meis, pluviofque ventos. 
 Impune tutum per nemus arbutos 
 Quaerunt latentes et thyma deviae 
 Olentis uxores mariti: 
 
 Nee virides metuunt colubros, 
 
 Nee Martiales hoeduleae lupos ; 
 
 Utcunque dulci, Tyndari, fiftula 
 
 Valles, et Ufticae cubantis 
 
 Levia perfonuere faxa. 
 
 Di
 
 [37 ] 
 
 HORACE. 
 BOOK I. ODE XVII. 
 
 Invitation to his Miftrefs. 'franjlated. 
 
 o 
 
 FT Faunus leaves Arcadia's plain, 
 
 And to the Sabine hill retreats : 
 He guards my flocks from rufhing rain, 
 From piercing winds, and fcorching heats. 
 
 Where lurks the thyme, or fhrubs appear, 
 
 My wanton kids fecurely play ; 
 My goats no pois'nous ferpent fear, 
 
 Safe wandering through the woodland way ; 
 
 No hoflile wolf the fold invades ; 
 
 Uftica's pendent rocks rebound 
 My fong j and all the fylvan fhades, 
 
 By Echo taught, return the found. 
 
 D * The
 
 [38] 
 
 Di me tuentur : Dis pietas mea 
 
 Et mufa cordi eft. hinc tibi copia 
 
 Manabit ad plenum benigno 
 
 Ruris honorum opulenta cornu. 
 Hie in reducla valle Caniculae 
 Vitabis aeftus, et fide Teia 
 Dices laborantes in uno 
 
 Penelopen vitreamque Circen. 
 Hie innocent! s pocula Lelbii 
 Duces fub umbra : nee Semeleius 
 Cum Marte confundet Thyoneus 
 -Proelia : nee metues protervum 
 Sufpecta Cyrum, ne male difpari 
 Jncontinentes injiciat manus, 
 Et fcindat haerentem coronam 
 Crinibus, immeritamque veftem. 
 
 L I B E R II. O D E VI. 
 
 Ad SEPTIMIUM. 
 
 SEP TIM I Gades aditure mecum, et 
 Cantabrum indoftum juga ferre noflra, et 
 Barbaras Syrtes, ubi Maura Temper 
 Aeftuat unda : 
 
 Tibur
 
 [39] 
 
 The Gods my verfe propitious hear, 
 My head from every danger fhield i 
 
 For you, overflows the bounteous year, 
 And Plenty's horn hath heap'd my field* 
 
 Relponfive to the Teian firing, 
 
 Within the fun-defended vale, 
 Here, foftly warbling you fhall fing 
 
 Each tender, tuneful, amorous tale. 
 
 No rival, here, (hall burft the bands 
 
 That wreathe my charmer's beauteous hair, 
 
 Nor feize her weakly ftruggling hands $ 
 But Love and Horace guard the fair. 
 
 BOOK II. ODE Vt 
 
 Imitated. 
 
 BE V I L, who with your friend wouFd roam, 
 Far from your England's happier home, 
 Should e'er the Fates that friend detain 
 In gayer France, or grper Spain, 
 
 t> 4 Know,
 
 [40] 
 
 Tibur Argeo pofitum colono 
 Sit meae fedes utinam feneftae ; 
 Sit modus lafTo maris, et viarum," 
 
 Militiaeque. 
 
 Unde fi Parcae prohibent iniquae, 
 Duke pellitis ovibus Galefi 
 Flumen, et regnata petam Laconi 
 
 Rura Phalanto. 
 
 Ille terrarum mihi praeter omnes 
 Angulus ridet ; ubi non Hymetto 
 Mella decedunt, viridique certat 
 
 Bacca Venafro ; 
 
 Ver ubi longum, tepidafque praebet 
 Jupiter brumas, et amicus Aulon 
 Fertili Baccho minimum Falernis 
 
 Invidet uvis : 
 
 Ille te mecum locus, et beatae 
 Poftulant arces : ibi tu calentem 
 Debita fparges lacryma favillam 
 
 Vatis amici. 
 
 LIBER
 
 t 4i ] 
 
 Know, all my wifh is to retreat, 
 When age fliall quench my youthful heat^ 
 In Kentifh fliades fweet peace to find, 
 And leave the fons of care behind. 
 
 But fliould this pleafing hope be vain, 
 May I fair Windfor's feat attain, 
 Where Loddon's gentle waters glide, 
 And flocks adorn its flowery fide ; 
 
 Sweet groves, I love your filent fhades k . 
 Your ruflet lawns, and opening glades ; 
 With fam'd Italia's plains may vie 
 Your fertile fields, and healthful fky. 
 
 Here, let our eve of life be fpent ; 
 Here, friend fliall live with friend content 
 Here, in cold earth my limbs be laid ; 
 And here, thy generous tear be paid. 
 
 BOOK
 
 [ 4* ] 
 
 L I B E R II. ODE xtf, 
 
 Ad MAECENATEM. 
 
 longa ferae bella Numantiae, 
 Nee dirum Annibalem, nee Siculum mare 
 Poeno purpureum fanguine, mollibus 
 
 Aptari citharae modis ; 
 Nee faevos Lapithas, et nimiiim mero 
 Hylaeum ; domitofque Herculea manu 
 Telluris juvenes, unde periculum 
 
 Fulgens contremuit domus 
 Saturni veteris : tuque pedeftribus 
 Dices hiftoriis proelia Caefaris, 
 Maecenas, melius, duclaque per vias 
 
 Regum colla minantium. 
 Me dukes dominae Mufa Licymniad 
 Cantus, me voluit dicere lucidum 
 J'ulgentes oculos, et bene mutuis 
 
 Fidum peclus amoribus : 
 
 Quaiit
 
 [43] 
 
 BOOK II. ODE XII. Tranjlatect. 
 To MAECENAS. 
 
 TH E wars of Numantia and Hannibal dire. 
 On land, or on ocean the fighting, 
 Maecenas, ne'er fuited my peaceable lyre, 
 In fubje&s much fofter delighting. 
 
 You love not of Centaurs embattled to hear, 
 Nor of Giants, a tale of fuch wonder, 
 
 Who (hook all the ikies, made Jupiter fear, 
 Till drove by Alcides and thunder. 
 
 In profe, my good patron, much nobler you write, 
 As your topic than thefe is much better, 
 
 How Caefar with glory can govern and fight, 
 And lead haughty kings in his fetter. 
 
 Alone my gay Mufe of Licymnia would fing, 
 The conftant, good-natur'd, and pretty, 
 
 So graceful to dance with the maids in a ring, 
 So fparkling, fo merry, and witty ; 
 
 While
 
 [44] 
 
 Quam nee ferre pedem dedecuit choris* 
 Nee certare joco, nee dare brachia 
 Ludentem nitidis virginibus, facro 
 
 Dianae Celebris die. 
 
 Num tu, quae tenuit dives Achaemenes, 
 Aut pinguis Phrygiae Mygdonias opes 
 Permutare velis crine Licymniae, 
 
 Plenas aut Arabum domos ? 
 Dum fragrantia detorquet ad ofcula 
 Cervicem, aut facili faevitia negat, 
 Quae pofcente magis, gaudeat eripi, 
 
 Interdum rapere occupet. 
 
 LIBER III. ODE DC 
 
 Ad LTD I AM. 
 
 ttoR. T^VONEC gratus eram tibi, 
 
 \-J Nee quifquam potior brachia Candidas 
 Ccrvici juvenis dabat } 
 
 Perfarum vigui rege beatior. 
 
 LYD. Donee non alia magis 
 
 Adifti, neque erat Lydia poft Chloen ) 
 Multi Lydia nominis 
 
 Romana vigui clarior Ilia* 
 
 HOR,
 
 [45 ] 
 
 While you play with her hair, that is carelefsly 
 cuifd, 
 
 While this way, now that way Ihe twitches,, 
 Of your teazing fo foftly complaining, no world 
 
 Could bribe for one lock with its riches. 
 
 In the arms of your nymph, how tranfporting 
 the joy ! 
 
 Who whimfical, wanton, amufes; 
 Who pleafingly forward, or prettily coy, 
 
 Oft matches the kifs fhe refufes. 
 
 HORACE and L Y D I A. 
 BOOK III. ODE IX. Xranjlated. 
 
 HOR. T T 7H I LE Horace with Lydy was bleft, 
 VV You little, coquetifh, wild thing, 
 Your arms had no rival careft, 
 And I was as great as a King. 
 
 LYD. While Horace to Lydy was true, 
 
 Nor Chloe more charming was feen, 
 My heart never wander'd from you, 
 And I was as great as a Queen. 
 
 HOR,
 
 [46] 
 
 HoR.Mc mine ThrefTa Chloe regit, 
 Dulces do6la modes, et citharae fciens : 
 
 Pro qua non metuam mori, 
 
 Si parccnt animae fata fuperftiti. 
 
 LYD. Me torret face mutua 
 
 Thurini Calais filius Ornithi ; 
 Pro quo bis patiar mori, 
 
 Si parcent puero fata fuperftiti. 
 
 HOR. Quid ii prifca redit Venus, 
 Diduftofque jugo cogit aheneo ? 
 
 Si flava excutitur Chloe, 
 Rejedaeque patet janua Lydiae ? 
 
 LYD. Quanquam fidere pulchrior 
 Hie eft; tu levior cortice, et improbo 
 
 Iracundior Adria: 
 Tecum vivere ameoi, tccum obeam libens. 
 
 EPITAPHE
 
 [ 47 ] 
 
 HOR. But Lydy no longer mufl fway ; 
 'Tis now for dear Chloe to reign , 
 She lings, and he dances fo gay, 
 I'd die if but Chloe remain. 
 
 LYD. Then know I can fcorn fuch a Rover ; 
 My thoughts other beauties employ, 
 Let Lydy die over and over, 
 But long live her loving lov'd boy. 
 
 HOR. Yet fuppofe my firft ardors fhould burn, 
 Each effort for freedom be vain ; 
 Should Chloe be fcorn'd in her turn, 
 And Lydy be Charmer again. 
 
 LYD. Tho' he were as bright as a ftar, 
 Thou fickle, and rough as the fea, 
 Dear Horace, all jealoufy far, 
 I'd live and die loving with thee. , 
 
 EPITAPH
 
 [48 ] 
 EPITAPHS 
 
 De Mademoifelle de Conty Marie de Bourbon. 
 Par MA L H E R B E. 
 
 TU vois, Paflant, la fepulture 
 D'un chef d'oeuvre fi precieux, 
 Qu^avoir mille Rois pour ayeux 
 Put le moins de fon avanture. 
 
 O quel affront a la nature ! 
 Et quelle injuftice de cieux ? 
 Qu'un moment ait ferme les yeux 
 D'un fi belle creature. 
 
 On doute pour quelle raifon 
 Les deftins, fi hors de faifon, 
 De ce monde 1'ont appellee ; 
 
 Mais leur pretexte le plus beau, 
 C'eft que la terre etoit brulee 
 S'Hs n'eufTent tue ce flambeau. 
 
 D U B I I
 
 [49] 
 
 EPITAPH TRAVESTIED. 
 
 From MALHERBE. 
 
 WITHIN this tomb Corinna lies, 
 Her face was fair, and bright her eyes, 
 Well-fkill'cl to joke, to dance, and fmg, 
 Nor lefs at any other thing. 
 What dire affront to female charms 
 Which Death fo cruelly difarms ! 
 What could be envious Fate's pretence 
 To fnatch a nymph fo yielding hence ? 
 Let none repine who knew her beft, 
 Fate meant all matters well, at leaft, 
 Who faw what mifchief was begun, 
 And fearing that the fire fhould run, 
 Put out the torch, good prudent dame, 
 Which might have fet the world on flame. 
 
 The
 
 [ 50 ] 
 
 DUBII AMOROSI. 
 
 D/ PETRARCH A. 
 
 S'AMOR non e, che dunque qucl ch'io fento? 
 Ma s'egli e Amor, per Dio che cofa e quale ? 
 S'e buona, ond' e I'efFetto afpro e mortale ? 
 S'e ria, ond' e fi dolce ogni tormento ? 
 
 S'a mia voglia ardo, ond' e '1 pianto e '1 lamento ? 
 S'a mal mio grado, il lamentar che vale ? 
 O Viva Morte ! o dillettofo male \ 
 Come puoi tant in me s'io no'l confento ? 
 
 E s'io 1 con fen to, a gran torto mi doglio, 
 Fra fi contrari venti, in frale barca, 
 Mi trovo in alto mar fenza governo. 
 
 Si lieve di faper, d'error fi carca 
 
 Ch'i medefmo non so quel ch'io mi voglio, 
 
 E tremo a mezza flate, ardendo il verno. 
 
 L ' O R O-
 
 C si ! 
 
 The INCONSISTENT LOVER, 
 
 rom PETR4RCH. 
 
 IF Love it is not, what is this I feel ? 
 If Love it is, fo ftrange a thing explain ? 
 If good, why does it grief and death conceal ? 
 If bad, why mixes pleafure with its pain ? 
 
 Willing I love ; then wherefore mourn my woes? 
 My tears enjoy 'd, why mould I oft' repent ? 
 Joy, forrow, life and death my lot compofe ; 
 How can I love, yet not to Love confeht ? 
 
 If I confent, repeated fighs are vain ; 
 
 My varying bark no friendly port can gain, 
 
 The fport of every breeze that fwells the flormy 
 
 main. 
 
 While fhort my judgment, great my error (hows, 
 My varying wifhes would themfelves oppofe, 
 Like heat in winter, and in fummer mows. 
 
 The
 
 [ 52 ] 
 
 L'OROLOGIO. 
 
 Di PEfRARCHA. 
 
 /~\ROLOGIO fon io 
 
 ^-^ I penfier fon le rote, 
 
 E la fquilla e il mio core, 
 
 Ove laffo percote 
 
 L'hore ; e i minuti col fuo ftral Amor : 
 
 E la voftra bellezza cri'io fofpiro 
 
 E^ il caro centre, intorno a cui m'aggiro. 
 
 IL
 
 [ 53] 
 
 The WATCH. 
 
 Imitated from PETRARCH. 
 
 FAIREST of Maids, whofe beauteous 
 hands receive 
 
 The gift of love, this regular machine, 
 The thoughts of him who loves thy charms, 
 
 believe, 
 Move ever conflant as the wheels within. 
 
 The filver bell on which the hammer beats; 
 
 Tells what the momentary fum amounts, 
 Like his fond heart, where Love each hour repeats,* 
 
 And ftrikes his pointed arrow while he counts. 
 
 Each hour that flies I mark its tedious way ; 
 
 For thee alone my thoughts with ardour burn ; 
 Though flow the hand, Love cannot bear delay, 
 
 Thyfelf the center where my wifhes turn, 
 
 E 3 The
 
 t 54] 
 
 I L B A C I O. 
 
 >/ 
 
 BAG I aventurofi, 
 
 Riftoro de miei mali, 
 Chi di nettare al cor cibo porgetc, 
 Spirit! rugiadofi, 
 Senfi d'Amor vital! 
 
 Che'n breve giro il viver mio chiudete 5 
 In voi Ic piu fecrette 
 Dolcezze, et piu profonde 
 Provo talhor, die con fommeffi accenti, 
 Jnterrotti lament!, 
 Lafcivetti defiri, 
 Languidetti fofpiri, 
 Tra rubino e rubino Amor confondc. 
 
 E PI TRE
 
 [55] 
 
 The K I S S. 
 
 franflated from MA R I N I. 
 
 YE happy Rifles, waking Beauty's power, 
 That feed with Neftar the infatiate heart, 
 While their bleft dews your breathing {pirits 
 
 fhower, 
 
 The ftruggling foul would from its prifon 
 part; 
 
 I now have all your fecret treafures found; 
 
 From lip to wanton lip by turns ye ftray, 
 The mingling pleafure knows not any bound, 
 
 And life itfelf diflblves too faft away ; 
 
 While lighings fhort, and murmurs utter'd low, 
 With downcaft looks, and languifhing defires, 
 
 Whifpers that footh, and tears that foftly flow, 
 Increafe the flame of Love's impetuous fires. 
 
 4 EPISTLE
 
 [ 56 ] 
 
 E P I T R E 
 
 Du Rot de PruJJe a Monfieur Voltaire. 
 
 /^ROYEZ que fi j'etois, Voltaire, 
 ^-^ Particulier aujourdhui, 
 Me contentant du neceflaire, 
 Je verrois envoler la Fortune legere, 
 Et m'en mocquerois comme lui. 
 Je connois 1'ennui des grandeurs, 
 Le fardeau des devoirs, le jargon des flateurs, 
 Et tout 1'amas des petitefles, 
 Et leurs genres et leurs efpeces, 
 Dont il faut s'occuper dans le fein des honneurs. 
 Je nneprife la vain gloire, 
 Quoique Poete et Souverain, 
 Quand du cifeau fatal retranchant mon deftin 
 Atropos m'aura vu plonge dans la nuit noire, 
 Que m'importe 1'honneur incertain 
 De vivre apres ma mort au temple de Memoire ? 
 Un inftant de bonheur vaut mille ans dans 
 1'hiftoire, 
 
 Nos
 
 - ;..;.;- [57] 
 
 EPISTLE 
 
 prom his Prujfian Majejly to M. de Voltaire 
 tranjlated. 
 
 ELIEVE the diftates of my heart, 
 
 Were mine, Voltaire, a private part 
 
 On life's fequefter'd fcene, 
 With competence, like you, content, 
 I fhould not heed how Fortune went, 
 
 In every change ferene. 
 The flatterer's cant, the weary hour 
 Of empty forms, and anxious power, 
 
 Alas ! too well I know, 
 What trifles fwell the farce of ftate, 
 How very little are the great 
 
 In Honours tawdry (how. 
 Tho' Poet, Monarch, I defpife 
 Falfe glories that deceive the wife, 
 
 And what the vain engage. 
 With empty toil are laurels won, 
 If but, when bufy life is done, 
 
 To fill an idle page. 
 
 Oae
 
 [58] 
 
 Nos deftins font ils done fi beaux ? 
 
 Le doux Plaifir ct la Mollefle, 
 
 La vive et naive AllegrefTe 
 
 Ont toujours fui des grands, la pompe, et les 
 
 faifceaux, 
 
 Nes pour la liberte leurs troupes enchantrefles 
 Preferent Faimable parefle 
 Aux aufteres devoirs guides de nos travaux. 
 Auffi la Fortune volage 
 N'a jamais caufe mes ennuis, 
 Soit qu'elle m'aga9e, ou qu'elle m'outrage, 
 Je dormirai toutes les nuits 
 En lui refufant mon hommage. 
 Mais notre etat nous fait loi, 
 II nous oblige, il nous engage 
 A mefurer notre courage, 
 Sur ce qu'exige notre emploi. 
 
 Voltaire
 
 [59] 
 
 One happy moment well employ 'd 
 Surpafles far, when well en joy 'd, 
 
 A thoufand years of fame. 
 Whence flows the boafted blifs of Kings ! 
 Each joy from focial life that fprings 
 
 To us is but a name. 
 Far off from Grandeur's reftlefs eye 
 Gay Wit, and native Pleafures fly, 
 
 The bufy and the great, 
 But ever jocund, ever free 
 On pleafing Peace, and Liberty, 
 
 Their laughing train await. 
 Not fuch the rugged toils which claim 
 My thoughts, and urge my forward aim 
 
 In Honour's dang'rous road. 
 The debt of Nature's lot I pay, 
 In equal fteady ballance weigh 
 
 Its evil and its good. 
 That Law to which a crown I owe 
 Bids me on others to beflow 
 
 My cares, no more my own, 
 And equal to the birth it gave 
 Demands a heart as highly brave, 
 The duties of a throne. 
 
 How
 
 C 60 ] 
 
 Voltaire dans fons hermitage, 
 
 Dans un pai's dont 1' heritage 
 
 Eft fon antique bonne foi, 
 
 Peut s'addonner en paix a la vertu du fage 
 
 Dont Platon nous marque la loi. 
 
 Pour moi menace du naufrage, 
 
 Je dois, en affrontant 1' orage, 
 
 Penfer, vivre, et mourir en Roi. 
 
 ODE 
 
 SUR LA MORT. 
 
 Par UAuguJle Auteur des Memoires des Bran- 
 denbourg. 
 
 e 
 
 CIEL! il eft done vrai ! peu d'annees, 
 Peut-etre peu de jours, peut-etre peu d'in- 
 
 ftants, 
 
 Ameneront ce point marque des deftinees 
 Qui pour moi finira le terns. 
 Soleil ! que tant des fois mes yeux ont vu renaitre 
 Tu vas done pour jamais a leur vue difparoitre. 
 
 Terre,
 
 How different are the Fates affign'd ! 
 To you, Voltaire, a quiet mind, 
 
 The philofophic eye, 
 To me, while round the tempefl falls, 
 To Hand the ftorm, where Virtue calls, 
 
 A King to live and die. 
 
 ODE 
 
 ON DEATH. 
 
 Written by his Majejly the King of PruJ/ta. 
 franjlated. 
 
 "IT THAT does the fad prefaging 
 
 V V mean ? 
 Few days, few years, perhaps few moments urge 
 
 My footfteps to the dreary verge, 
 Where Fate the curtain drops to clofe the fcene : 
 Then farewel ! Life and Light ! and thou bleft 
 Sun ferene. 
 
 Earth,
 
 [;*] 
 
 Terre, fur moi tu vas ecrouler. 
 Tout 1'univers m'echape, ct me livre a 1'abime : 
 J'y touche, le torrent cntraine la victime 
 
 Sous le coup qui va I'immoler. 
 
 L'implacable Mort m'environne ; 
 Je marche a fes cotes ; dans fes bras je m'endors j 
 Avec les alimens que fon fouffle empoifonne, 
 
 Je m'incorpore mille Morts ; 
 L'eau, Tair, le feu, la terre ma perte confpirent ; 
 Au dedans, au dehors tour tour me dechirent, 
 
 M'embrafent, vont me fubmerger. 
 L'art m'ofFre fon fecours 5 il m'efl fouvent un plege 5 
 Et jamais je n'echape au danger qui m'affiege 
 
 Quja 1'aide d'un nouveau danger. 
 
 Bientot de cette Idole altiere, 
 
 De ce corps qui maitrife aujourdhui mon Efprir, 
 
 , 
 
 11 ne reilera plus que la vile poufliere, 
 
 Grand Dieu ! dont ta main le paitrit. 
 Bientot pale, fanglant, livide, infect, horrible, 
 Des infeftes ronge .... loin image terrible ! 
 
 J'expire
 
 Earth, o'er me rolls thy mighty bed ; 
 The world recedes j I view the grave profound : 
 
 Of life I touch the utmoft bound \ 
 And rufh to mix a victim with the dead, 
 Where Fate embraces all, and none can back- 
 ward tread. 
 
 While yet I wake or fleep, there fland 
 Ten thoufand Deaths in arms ; before, behind, 
 
 They prefs me round 5 and ev'ry wind 
 Wafts the contagion from each diftant land, 
 And all the Elements confpire to arm the dreadful 
 band ; 
 
 Within, without, above, below, 
 By turns they fink, or rend my feeble frame, 
 
 Now chill, now urge the vital flame, 
 Till Nature's tortur'd flream forgets to flow, 
 And Art itfelf but proves a Hill more dangerous foe. 
 
 Duft to its Duft will foon return 
 This mortal part, proud Tyrant of the Mind, 
 
 Nor leave of all its pomp behind, 
 But horrid leflbns human Pride fhould learn, 
 Foul Worms, and Blood, and Stench that fill the 
 Royal Urn. 
 
 Recede,
 
 J'expire fi tu me pourfuis. 
 Et d'un vinble orgueil j'ofe encor me repaitre ? 
 Et je puis a 1'afpecl de ce que je vais etre 
 
 Idolatrer ce que je fuis ? 
 
 De ce fouffle actif, qui m'anime, 
 Qui vit, qui penfe en moi quel fera le deftin ? 
 Du pouvoir de la Mort trop illuftre victime, 
 
 Pourroit il fondre dans fon fein ? 
 Dans le fein de la Mort ? lui dont Intelligence 
 Embrafle 1'univers, fonde fa propre eflence, 
 
 Lui qui connoit le Dieu vivant ? 
 Non, non, qui te connoit fans fin te doit con- 
 
 noitre, 
 Dieu des Dieux ! ton idee attachee a mon Etre 
 
 Le munit centre le Neant. 
 
 Ah ! mon oeil perce le nuage : 
 Tu m'eclaires j quel bien, quel efpoir m'eft 
 
 permis ? 
 Torrens de volupte ! ferez vous mon partage ? 
 
 Au jufte feul il font promis, 
 L'impie en expirant fondra dans fes abimes, 
 Oil ta haine eternifle un peuple de viftimes, 
 
 Qu'a jamais ton bras doit fraper. 
 
 Quoi?
 
 Recede, ye bafe, and fervile train, 
 I cannot be the mighty thing ye fay ; 
 
 The wretched object of a day, 
 Which flatter'd Fancy would exalt in vain, 
 I know what I muft be, and what I am difdain. 
 
 But warm'd with Heaven's eternal flame, 
 Shall that which lives, which thinks, the Mind 
 
 Be fleeting as the empty wind ? 
 Or fay, can Death its active efforts tame, 
 O God, who firft infpir'd this animated frame ? 
 
 No : for the Mind above the grave 
 Unfetter'd fprings, and fearching Nature's- 
 
 ftores 
 
 Jt knows itfelf, and thee adores, 
 Secure, O God, whofe word its being gave, 
 That what created firfl has certain power to fave - } 
 
 While thus of Death difpels the cloud, 
 Can fenfual joy life's narrow view confine ? 
 
 True Virtue feels the hope divine 
 Of blifs fmcere : not fo the guilty crowd j 
 Thy arm for ever blaftsthe wicked and the proud. 
 
 Great
 
 [66] 
 Qupi ? grand Dieu ! pour jamais le ciel ou le 
 
 tartare ! 
 L'un ou 1'autre m'attend; un fouffle m'en feparej 
 
 Et le plaifir peut m'occuper ? 
 
 Une foule d'objets m'attache ; 
 Ciel ! a quelles douleurs fuis-je done deftine ? 
 C'eft en le dechirant qu'a la terre on arrache 
 
 Un arbre trop enracine. 
 
 Vains fantomes de biens qu'un oeil jaloux m'envie, 
 De quels noeuds vos attraits m'enchainent a la vie ? 
 
 Je dois les rompre, quels efforts ! m 
 De quels traits armez vousle bras qui me menace ? 
 Dans une feule Mort dont 1'attente me glace 
 
 Combien m'apretez vous de Morts ? 
 
 Que voU-je ! o fpeftacle ! o furprife ! 
 La Mort fur les chemins auroit perdu fes droits, 
 Nul deftin, nul effort, nul voeu, nulle entreprife 
 
 Qui foient rhefures a fes loix. 
 ferreur a de leurs jours eternife 1'efpace, 
 
 Chacun
 
 [67] 
 
 Great God ! and is eternal pain 
 Or joy of Heaven refer v'd for me in flore ? 
 
 Thy breath but wafts to either fhore ; 
 Scarce can the tortur'd mind the thought 
 
 fuflain ; 
 I fly forbidden joys, the fenfual, and the vain. 
 
 Yet faft to earth is Nature bound : 
 Back on its wonted objects turns the Mind, 
 
 And lags the flave of life behind : 
 While Reafpn's efforts are too painful found 
 To rend the rooted oak that loves its native 
 ground. 
 
 Objects of every jealous eye, 
 Ye dreams of mortal good, that fwift decay, 
 
 How do ye flop my deftin'd way ? 
 And force me back the paths of fenfe to try ? 
 Ye point the fling of Death, and more than ones 
 I die. 
 
 Scenes of aflonifhment ! the world how 
 
 blind ! 
 Is Death deprived of all his mighty power ? 
 
 Do none expect the fatal hour ? 
 Is there a wifh to Nature's bounds confin'd ? 
 Is there a fcheme forgot, or toil for this refign'd ? 
 
 F 2 Sec
 
 [ 68 ] 
 
 Ghacun fans voir de tcrme, acquiert, enleve, 
 entafle, 
 
 Court aux honneurs, vole aux combats, 
 Et celui qui tremblant fous cent hyvers fuccombe, 
 Plein d'un nouveau projet fur le bord de la tombe, 
 
 Perit du coup qu'il n'attend pas. 
 
 Volez a travers mille orages, 
 A travers mille ecueils, mille gouffres ouverts ; 
 Allez, troupe effrenee ! au mepris des naufrages 
 
 Depouiller un autre univers j 
 Pour vous entr'arracher 1'idole qui vous charme, 
 Tentez tout, ofez tout; que votre foif m'allarme 
 
 Pour le Pupille et les Autels ; 
 Vous n'etes plus a voir vos trefoirs innombrables, 
 Vos foupirs, vos projets, vos voeux infatiables, 
 
 Qui vous eut pu croire mortels ? 
 
 Toi,
 
 [69] 
 
 See Mortals ftill acquire, aflame, 
 As if more vigilant they Death could fhun, 
 
 To honours fly, to combats run, 
 And he whofe footfteps tremble o'er the tomb 
 Builds up new plans of life, and fudden meets 
 his doom. 
 
 Rufh on, ye madding train, f 
 
 A thoufand rocks, a thoufand ftorms defpife, 
 
 To reach the good ye idolize : 
 Go, of accumulated wealth be vain : 
 Go, ravage other worlds, if other worlds remain ; 
 
 Let neither law, nor power divine, 
 Nor Nature's anxious Monitor within 
 
 Reprefs each greatly daring Sin ; 
 Go : bid with want the plunder'd Orphan 
 
 pine, 
 
 And with polluted hands difturb each facred 
 Shrine j 
 
 Proceed : but foon your views are paft ; 
 Accurft, at once ye droop, and are no more : 
 Who would not think, to fee your ftore, 
 That all the projects your Ambition caft 
 Beyond the grave were ftretch'd, and would 
 for ever laft ? 
 
 F 3 Ye
 
 [70] 
 
 Toi, dont la flame et le carnage 
 Marquent, fier Conquerant ! les pas enfanglantes, 
 Sans doute 1'univers te verra d'age en age 
 
 Regner fur cent climats domptes. 
 Poufliere ambitieufe au neant echapee ! 
 Quel fruit des attentats de ta fatale epee ? 
 
 Vaincre, triompher et mourir. 
 Quoi ! tant de nations fous ton char ecrafees ? 
 Pour parer d'un vain tas de couronnes brifees 
 
 Le fepulchre ou tu vas pourir. 
 
 Sur ce theatre ou difparoiflent 
 Les malheureux jouets des caprices du Sort, 
 Mes yeux epouvante's a peine reconnoifTent 
 
 L'homme aux prifes avec la Mort. 
 
 Je renonce aux parfums de Flore, 
 
 Aux rofes qu'elle fait eclore 
 
 Pour le myrte et le cypres, 
 
 Mais quoi ? dans ce moment de douleur et de 
 
 peine, 
 Ou paroit a mes yeux dans toute fa clarte 
 
 La redoutable verite ; 
 Quel pouvoir inconnu malgre moi me ramene 
 
 Au
 
 Ye mighty Leaders, mighty Kings, 
 With flames, and blood, whofe battles mark 
 
 your way, 
 
 Do Monarchs hope eternal fway ? 
 In vain each diftant clime its tribute brings, 
 Sprung from the duft ye mix with long for- 
 gotten things. 
 
 Himfelf the Victor cannot fave ; 
 If but to die is yours, how fhort is Glory's 
 
 fum ? 
 
 In vain ye fought and overcome, 
 Nor aught avail the fpoils Ambition gave 
 To hang with conquer 'd crowns the putrid 
 Monarch's grave. 
 
 On Nature's theatre difplay'd 
 All is the fport of Death j the change I fear ; 
 
 New objects rife, then difappear ; 
 Around my brows the cyprefs cafts a fhade; 
 I fcorn the fweets of life, and all its rofes fade. 
 
 Yet 'midft this fage, but painful lore, 
 While awful truths their facred light reveal, 
 
 What means this latent wifh I feel ? 
 Is then my bofom's Lord itfelf no more ? 
 Wretch ! that I drag new chains more ponderous 
 than before. 
 
 F 4 Rules
 
 C 72 ] 
 
 All dedale du monde et de la verite r 
 Que de nouveaux liens ! Quoi 1'Ame eft fou- 
 veraine ? 
 
 Cette Ame, que la moindre chaine 
 
 Infenfiblement entraine 
 
 A 1'autel de la Volupte ? 
 Helas ! notre raifon facilement faillie 
 Aux ecarts infenfes de notre frenefie, 
 
 Et 1'univers font en effet 
 
 Le Theatre de la Folie, 
 
 D'afteurs tous dignes du fifflet. 
 
 Ainfi la Carpe a peine echape 
 
 Des pieges de 1'adroit pecheur, 
 
 Que retombant en fon erreur 
 
 Le meme hameson la ratrape. 
 
 Ce changement perpetuel, 
 
 Voltaire, ou notre efprit fe plie, 
 Sa facile inconftance et fa fuperficie, 
 
 Ce pafTage furnaturel 
 
 De la fombre melancolie 
 Au plaifir le plus vif et le plus fenfuel, 
 
 Du fonge impofteur de la vie 
 
 Eft 1'unique bonheur reel.
 
 [ 73 ] 
 
 Rules then the mind, this Lord fupreme ? 
 
 Which every weak, and vain allurement draws 
 
 To Pleafure's throne, and tyrant laws. 
 Quick we return in life from what we fecm 
 To what we are, and wake from calm Reflexion's 
 dream. 
 
 As wandering Fancy leads we go ; 
 By turns we reafon, or fubmit to fenfe, 
 
 And incoherent parts commence 
 That fill the flage of Folly, Shame, and Woe ; 
 Nor from the hook efcap'd again the bait we 
 know. 
 
 Voltaire, in this eternal round 
 How fwift our active fpirits urge their way ! 
 
 By both extremes deceiv'd we ftray, 
 Now caught by fenfe, now loft in thought 
 
 profound, 
 
 And in the mutual change our happinefs is 
 found. 
 
 I NSC RIP-
 
 INSCRIPTIONS 
 
 AND OTHER 
 
 POEMS.
 
 ; (77] 
 
 INSCRIPTION" 
 
 Upon a Hermitage. 
 
 B 
 
 ENEATH this rural cell 
 Sweet fmiling Peace and calm Content 
 Far from the bufy crowd fequefter'd dwell. 
 
 Mortal, approaching near, 
 
 The hallow'd feat revere, 
 Nor bring the loud, tumultuous Paflions here; 
 
 For not for thefe is meant 
 
 The facred filence of the ftream, 
 Nor cave prophetic, prompting Fancy's dream ; 
 If, with prefumption rude, 
 
 Thy daring fteps intrude, 
 
 Know, that with jealous eye 
 
 Peace and Content will fly ; 
 The thoughtful Genius of the lone abode 
 And guardian Spirit of this folemn wood 
 Will fure revenge the facrilegious wrong ; 
 Refleftion's tear will then in fecret flow, 
 And all the haunted folitude belong 
 
 To Melancholy's train, 
 
 Who point the fling of Pain 
 With keen remorfe, and oft redoubled woe. 
 
 I N S C R I P-
 
 ; I [ 7 ] 
 
 I N S C R I P T I O N 
 
 Upon a Monument. 
 
 HO W foon with nimble wings our pleafures 
 hafte, 
 
 And clouds involve the funfhine of the day ! 
 The wintry ftorms howl o'er the dreary wafle, 
 And faireft things tend fwifteft to decay. 
 
 In dark oblivion all our glory ends ; 
 This morn we flourifh, and the next we fade. 
 Time lifts his fweeping fcythe, the pile defcends 
 Where vain Ambition all her toils difplay'd ; 
 
 The work of nations, and the pomp of power 
 Sink, the once lofty fpire, the dome's proud 
 
 ftate, 
 
 The dull receives them at the deftin'd hour, 
 And mighty kingdoms feel the force of Fate ; 
 
 Fall, vain Ambition's pile, and lofty fpires, 
 But fpare, flern Fate, the youthful and the gay ; 
 Soft pity fure fuch innocence requires ; 
 And fo much beauty well might Death delay.
 
 [79] 
 
 To a Roman Catholic LADY. 
 
 CLARA, who fees that face fo fair, 
 That mild, and yet majeflic air, 
 With fond attention fees in thee appear 
 The foft Madonna Carlo could not reach, 
 Whofe fmiles more powerful than thy faints can 
 preach ; 
 
 With looks divinely mild, 
 
 Thus, bending o'er the heavenborn child 
 That round her clung, the holy Mother fmil'd ; 
 In thee we want this circumftance to meet, 
 To make thy pleafing figure quite compleat. 
 
 The INCO NSTANT. 
 
 To Mtfs 
 
 TO anfwer then what you require, 
 You fay that I am fickle : true ; 
 Becaufe another I admire, 
 
 j I faid, my Dear, as much as you. 
 
 Yours
 
 [8o] 
 
 Yours is good humour, fober fenfe, 
 A friendly bofom, eafy mien, 
 Lips never taught to give offence, 
 And looks, the image of a foul ferene. 
 
 Stella is rich in every art 
 
 Of letter 'd wealth, and life refin'd ; 
 
 Her beauty conquers every heart, 
 
 Her modeft knowledge fubjugates the mind. 
 
 How fweetly Chloe fings you know, 
 How foft her cheek, her air how free, 
 What livelier maid can Britain fhow ? 
 And all mud like the Nymph who hear or fee. 
 
 , 
 Thus to your feveral merits juft 
 
 I love you all, fincere I own, 
 
 But blame not, if I do not truft 
 
 Too foon this heart confin'd to one alone. 
 
 Amid yon' garden's vernal pride 
 
 You faw the bufy bee repair ; 
 
 His vagrant way nor did you chide, 
 
 Which proves that this is fweet, and that is fair \ 
 
 Within the Cowflip's bed he lies, 
 
 Now haunts the hill, now roves the vale, 
 
 And oft' the Violet he tries, 
 
 Or courts the Lilly, daughter of the dale, 
 
 But
 
 [** ] 
 
 But waves not long a carelefs wing 
 I ight brufhing all the flowery train, 
 .'f fome more pleafing child of Spring 
 At length allure the rover, and detain. 
 
 CUPID PAINTER. 
 
 *. 
 
 Setit to Chora with her piflure. 
 
 CUPID beheld Minerva's art > 
 His bow afide he threw, 
 Bufy to act the Painter's part, 
 And try with mimic toil what he could do , 
 
 The little Loves their fports refign'd, 
 
 No longer (hoot at hearts, 
 His canvas fpread, his colours grind, 
 And into harmlefs pencils fplit their darts ; 
 
 Before him fmiling Venus fat 
 
 With charms of blooming hue ; 
 While this he touch'd, and blended that, 
 By foft degrees the beauteous image grew; 
 
 I mifs, faid he, my firft intent, 
 
 The features yet approve ; 
 Mama, for you the picture's meant, 
 But the refemblance fpeaks 'tis Damon's Love. 
 G The
 
 [ 82] 
 
 The DESCRIPTION. 
 
 IN fportive mood Cleora faid, 
 For Poets never want a flame, 
 Defcrihe us now your fav'rite Maid, 
 And let us, Damon, guefs her name ; 
 
 Tell what it is you love, or why; 
 How tall her height, her air how gay ^ 
 .How bright, or languishing her eye ? 
 But not of thefe one word you fay. 
 
 Tis true, I love ; but all in vain 
 With queftions you may ftrive to teaze j 
 Words cannot what I feel explain, 
 Since Beauty's but a power to pleafe. 
 
 'Tis not the tender Grace which flows 
 From Guide's foftly waving line, 
 Nor vivid tint which, Carlo, glows 
 Thro' all thy virgin forms divine, 
 
 Nor fweet Corregio's melting fhade 
 That fpreads tranfparent foftnefs round,. 
 Nor all that Grecian art difplay'd 
 To make the Cyprian Queen renown'd.
 
 Nor breathing paint, nor fpeaking ftone, 
 Can what I love in her exprefs 
 Peculiar to herfelf alone ; 
 Defcribing makes the beauty lefs. 
 
 All that is Toft, or fweet, or fair, 
 The chearful converfe, eafy mien, 
 The looks which banifli every care, 
 And eyes which dart a ray ferene,* 
 
 Thefe with unnumber'd charms infpire 
 Each mild affection of the heart ; 
 Love wakes with thefe his fondeft fire, 
 And points his fharpeft dart. 
 
 Let thofe who feel no real heat 
 
 By wounds and deaths exprefs their pain, 
 
 The echo but of Love repeat, 
 
 Which Nature's language cannot feign'. 
 
 Tho' Envy's felf my Delia's hair 
 
 Will like the raven's plume allow, 
 
 Tho' as the fhow her (kin be fair,, 
 
 Tho' like heaven's cloudlefs arch her brow, 
 
 Tho' foft her lip to fpeak or fniile, 
 Yet would the Maid with fenfe refin'd 
 Contemn the vain poetic ftile 
 That fprings not from a feeling mind. 
 
 G 2 Gay
 
 Gay Vanity the fong may boaft 
 In Fancy's flattering vifions dreft ; 
 But Truth and Nature's voice explain 
 The dictates of Affeftion bed. 
 
 CAPTAIN CUPID. 
 
 ERST, in Cy there's facred fhade, 
 When Venus clafp'd the God of war, 
 The laughing Loves around them play'd, 
 One bore the fhield, and one the fpear. 
 
 The little warriors Cupid led ; 
 The gorget glitter'd on his breafr. ; 
 The mighty helmet o'er his head 
 Nodded its formidable creft. 
 
 Oft fince, to win fome ftubborn maid, 
 Still does the wanton God afiume 
 The martial air, the gay cockade, 
 The fword, the fhoulder-knot and plume. 
 
 Phyllis had long his power defy'd, 
 Refolv'd her conquefts to maintain , 
 His fruitlefs art each poet try'd : 
 Each fhepherd tun'd his pipe in vainj 
 
 Till
 
 Till Cupid came, a captain bold : 
 Of trenches and of palifadoes 
 He talk'd; and many a tale he told 
 Of battles, and of ambufcadoes j 
 
 How oft' his godfhip had been drunk 5 
 What melting maids he had undone ; 
 How oft' by night had ftorm'd a punk, 
 Or bravely beat a faucy dun j 
 
 He fwore, drank', whor'd, fung, danc'd with fpirit, 
 And o'er each pleafing topic ran ; 
 Till Phyllis iigh'd, and owiVd his merit, 
 The Captain's fure a charming man. 
 
 Ye bards, on verfe let Phcebus doat, 
 Ye fhepherds, leave your pipes to Pan 5 
 Nor verfe nor pipe will Phyllis note, 
 The Captain is the charming man. 
 
 INVITATION 
 
 70 a Friend. 
 
 POET, Divine, Philofopher, and Wit, 
 Which ever name your taile moft aptly hit, 
 Deign you with me to dine ? 
 To give a relifh to my meat and wine ? 
 
 Q 3 No
 
 [86] 
 
 No Difh French culinary arts afford 
 
 Adorns where Temperance fpreads her frugal 
 
 board ; 
 
 All there you'll only fee 
 In elegance of neat fimplicity. 
 
 A brightey'd Dame for you exerts her care, 
 Whofe lips are courteous, and whofe Ikin is fair ) 
 
 Her you may view at eafe, 
 Call her Philodoce, or what you pleafe. 
 
 Where'er you are, is Mirth with Friend/hip 
 
 found, 
 And Wit directs the dart that gives no wound ; 
 
 Thefe it is yours to bring ; 
 Nor will we want what antient Poets fing ; 
 
 Gay Horage there (hall come, a failing gueft, 
 And lofty Mara crown the claffic feaft ; 
 
 Your Comment they'll revere, 
 And think they Tucca, or a Varius hear j 
 
 While rais'd on theirs your active thoughts 
 
 afpire, 
 With greater luftre you'll expand their fire, 
 
 And all will fwear 'tis true 
 That the beil Poet is heft Critic too. 
 
 To
 
 [87] 
 
 To the Rt. Hon. Lady Lucy Graham, 
 
 Daughter of the Duke of Montrofs and of Lady 
 Lucy Manner s t now Dut chefs of Montrofs. 
 
 ADY, fprung from noble line, 
 
 Who 'midil maturer beauties fhinc > 
 The little Diamond, fparkling in the mine, 
 
 You demand, why Poets pay, 
 Due to your charms, no tuneful lay, 
 To bring your growing luftre into day ? 
 
 Gay and carelefs of controul 
 While Nature bids your eyes to roll, 
 Your lips but fpeak the language of your foul. 
 
 Time on rich Potofi's fhore 
 Expands each vein of lucid ore, 
 And fwells the gems of proud Golconda's florcj 
 
 Thus, when years are fwiftly flown, 
 
 Your radiance, to perfection grown, 
 
 Will dart its beams : unrivall'd and alone j 
 
 Youths enflav'd will form the ring 
 Where Love will all his incenfe bring, 
 The Nymphs will envy, and- the Poets fing j 
 
 G 4 Fade*
 
 t 88] 
 
 Faded glories of the plain 
 Thofe we now worfhip will remain ; 
 But what their beauties lofe, your charms will 
 gain. 
 
 Happy will a Parent view 
 Your beauties all her own renew, 
 And MANNERS conquer other hearts in you. 
 
 To a LADY fitting for her Picture. 
 
 THE weary look, defponding air, 
 111 fuits, my Dear, a face that's fair; 
 Refume your fmiles, again fupply 
 The Graces caught by Fancy's eye. 
 While Wilfon {ketches out the piece, 
 We'll talk, to pafs the time, of Greece ; 
 Of Greece, as you have often heard, 
 For warriors, and for wits rever'd ; 
 The feat of Learning, and the Graces, 
 Fam'd for fine arts, but finer faces ; 
 Where Painters, Poets, net as fince, 
 Were greater held than any Prince ; 
 Jn temples, palaces careft, 
 None more the Ladies fmiles poflefs'd j 
 For they were rich as well as clever, 
 And riches were fuccefsful ever; 
 
 Priefts,
 
 C 89 ] 
 
 Priefts, Senates, Nations, Kings defir'd 
 
 The works their heaven-taught art infpir'd, 
 
 And if a pencil chanc'd to drop, 
 
 An Alexander pick'd it up ; 
 
 Beauties would run to be fketch'd over ; 
 
 The haughty Prince, tho' much a lover, 
 
 Once for the copy, payment fmall, 
 
 Refign'd up the original, 
 
 The fair Campafpe's matchlefs charms, 
 
 More conquering than the Monarch's arms, 
 
 To one Apelles ; one who drew 
 
 The Queen of Love, as Wilfon you. 
 
 Each lovely maid, of Greece the toafr, 
 Such as our Britifh ifle can boaft, 
 In all their native beauty gay, 
 As Hebe young, and fweet as May, 
 Before him fate : from one he chofe 
 The eye which Love half feem'd to clofei 
 This lent a face divinely fair, 
 A mild, and yet majeftic air; 
 That gave what art in vain would feek, 
 The fpirits mantling in the cheek, 
 And lips that foftnefs feem'd to fpeak. 
 Thus, from their various charms combin'd, 
 One perfect Whole impreft his mind ^ 
 But had Apelles painted now, 
 He might, my Dear, have copied you, 
 
 And,
 
 [90] 
 
 And, as in truth I think was done, 
 He would have from the pi&ure run, 
 And left the Venus but begun, 
 To facrifice the pride of art 
 To the bright Goddefs of his heart, 
 And given up an immortal claim, 
 For beauty's prize, the prize of fame. 
 
 RINALDO and ARMIDA. 
 
 20 a Lady faging. 
 
 THE Goldfinch fwells his little throat, 
 And loudly pours his rural note ; 
 High poiz'd above his neft in air 
 The fhrill Lark chaunts his matins clear ; 
 At evening brown, in woodland dale 
 Soft gurgling trills her amorous tale 
 The folitary Nightingale ; 
 But what avails, ye feather'd throng 
 Of warblers wild, your feeble fong ? 
 Our varying pafiions can ye move 
 With warmer hope, or fonder love ? 
 Or run your notes th'enchanting round 
 Through all the Labyrinths of found ? 
 
 As
 
 As breathes fome foft angelic ftrain 
 Wlien midnight fpreads her folemn reign, 
 Entranc'd the lonely Hermit lies, 
 And tafles ideal Paradife, 
 When at Armida's feet he lay 
 So figh'd Rinaldo's foul away ; 
 His tongue in mute attention bound, 
 His ear in rapture drank the found, 
 While magic numbers lull'd the fenfe, 
 And held fvvift thought in fweet fufpenfe. 
 
 The mimic- voice repeat the gales 
 That figh along the flowery vales ; 
 The flowery vales, the falling floods, 
 The rifing rocks, and waving woods 
 To the fighing gales reply, 
 Redoubling all the Harmony. 
 
 The Zephyrs, ever mild and fair, 
 Who lightly fan the vernal air, 
 Learn from Armida's voice the drain* 
 And whifpering tell it to the main. 
 Whene'er, the foaming billows flowing, 
 The wintry ftorms are fiercely blowing, 
 When fable clouds invade the Pole, 
 And lightnings dart, and thunders, roll, 
 Th'Enchantrefs can the rage appeafe, 
 And clear the ikies, and fmooth the. feas 
 
 W r hen
 
 C9O 
 
 When hurried to th'mfernal coafr, 
 His beauteous bride the Thracian loft, 
 Sure, haplefs Youth ! fo fweet a fpell 
 Once more had charm'd the powers of Hell ; 
 Or if fuch had been the fong 
 Which warbled erf! the Syren throng, 
 For counfels fage the Chief renown'd 
 His warrior limbs had vainly bound ; 
 His eyes, by love entranc'd, no. more 
 Had feen with joy their native fhore ; 
 The cords had loos'd ; the magic tale 
 Had ftay'd his oars, and furl'd his fail. 
 
 To a LADY making a Pin Bafket. 
 
 WHILE objects of a parent's care 
 With joy your fond attention mare, 
 Madam, accept th'aufpicious ftrain ; 
 Nor rife your beauteous work in vain; 
 Oft* be your fecond race furvey'd, 
 And oft' a new pin bafket made. 
 
 When marriage was in all its glory, 
 So poets tell, tho' ftrange, the ftory, 
 Ere Plutus damp'd love's purer flame, 
 Or Smithfield bargains had a name, 
 In heaven a blooming youth and bride 
 At Hymea's altars were ally'd ; 
 
 When
 
 [ 93 ] 
 
 When Cupid had his Pfyche won, 
 And, all her deflin'd labours done, 
 The cruel Fates their rage relented, 
 And mama Venus had confented. 
 
 At Jove's command, and Hermes' call, 
 The train appear'd to fill the hall, 
 And Gods, and GoddefTes were dreft, 
 To do them honour in their beft. 
 The little rogues now pafs'd the row, 
 And look'd, and mov'd I don't know how, 
 And, ambling hand in hand, appear 
 Before the mighty Thunderer ; 
 Low at his throne they bent the kfiee ; 
 He fmil'd the blufhing pair to fee, 
 Lay'd his tremendous bolt afide, 
 And flrok'd their cheeks, and kifs'd the bride. 
 
 Says Juno, flnce our Jove's fo kind, 
 My dears, fome prefent I muft find, 
 In greatefl pleafures, greateft dangers, 
 We and the fex were never Grangers ; 
 With bounteous hand my gifts I fpread 
 Prefiding o'er the marriage bed. 
 Soon, for the months are on the wing, 
 To you a daughter fair I bring, 
 And know, from this your nuptial morri 
 Shall Pleafure, fmiling babe, be born j 
 
 But
 
 [94] 
 
 But for the babe we muft prepare ; 
 That too fhall be your Juno's care, 
 Apollo, from his golden lyre, 
 Shall firft aflift us with the wire ; 
 Vulcan fhall make the filver pin y 
 The bafket thus we fhall begin, 
 Where we may put the child's array* 
 And get it ready by the day ; 
 The Nymphs themfelves with flowers 
 
 x . drefs it, 
 Pallas fhall weave, and I will blefs it. 
 
 fhall 
 
 ODES.
 
 ODES.
 
 [97] 
 ODE on AMBITION. 
 
 TH E manner, when firft he fails, 
 While his bold oars the fparkling furfaeef 
 
 fweep, 
 
 With new delight, tranfported hails 
 The blue expanded ikies, and level deep. 
 
 Such young Ambition's fearlefs aim* 
 Pleas'd with the gorgeous fcene of wealth and 
 power, 
 
 In the gay morn of early farrie, 
 Nor thinks of evening's ftorm, and gloomy hour. 
 
 Life's opening views bright charms reveal, 
 Feed the fond wifh, and fan the youthful fire* 
 
 But woes unknown thofe charms conceal* 
 And fair illufions cheat our fierce 
 
 Here Envy (hows her fullen mien, 
 With changeful colour, grinning fmiles of hate j 
 
 There Malice ftabs, with rage ferene > 
 In deadly filence, treacherous Friendfhips wait, 
 
 H High
 
 High on a mountain's lofty brow, 
 'Mid clouds and ftorms, has Glory fix'd her feat ; 
 
 Rock'd by the roaring winds that blow 
 The lightnings blafl it, and the temped s beaL 
 
 Within the fun-gilt vale beneath 
 More moderate Hope with fweet Contentment 
 
 dwells ; 
 While gentler breezes round them breathe, 
 
 And fofter fhowers refrefh their peaceful cells. 
 
 * -' * 
 
 To better genius ever blind, 
 That points to each in varied life his fhare, 
 Man quits the path by heaven defign'd, 
 
 To fearch for blifs, among the thorns of care. 
 
 t, 
 
 Our native powers we fcorn to know, 
 With ftedfaft error ftill the wrong purfue, 
 
 Inftrucl: our forward ills to grow $ 
 While fad fuccefTes but our pain renew. 
 
 In vain heaven tempers life with fweet, 
 With flowers the way, that leads us home, 
 beftrews, 
 
 If dupes to paflion and deceit 
 We drink the bitter, and the rugged chufe > 
 
 But
 
 [ 99 ] 
 
 But thou what greatnefs gives revere, 
 Not feek, too feeble to fuftain. 
 
 Through dangerous rocks let others (leer 
 And truft their veflels to the ftormy main. 
 
 ; 
 Happy, great matter of his mind, 
 
 The man, who guided by Difcretion's lore, 
 
 Still mindful of the flattering wind 
 Quits not, with all his canvas fpread, the more. 
 
 SACRED ODE* 
 
 HARK! thro' yon' fretted vaults and lofty 
 fpires 
 
 Peal the deep organs to the facred quires ; 
 An^ now, the full, the loud Hofannas rife, 
 Float in the winds, and roll along the flues : 
 The folemn founds Devotion's ardour raife j 
 Now mounts the fpirit with diviner blaze : 
 Heaven opens : earth recedes : and Nature feels 
 The ray that fir'd the Prophets glowing wheels : 
 In fiery pomp bright Seraphs quit the fky, 
 And rap the foul in holy extafy ; 
 While round the faphire throne tfrethereal train 
 Adoring proflrate raife the lofty ftrain: 
 
 H a I ArJe,
 
 L 
 
 Arife, O Lord, arife; 
 In all thy awful glory ftand confeft ; 
 
 In thee for ever blefl 
 Behold thy fervants veil their dazzled eyes. 
 
 Night hath for thee no (hades j 
 Alike to thee appears the orient day ; 
 While one vaft light, one inexhaufted ray 
 Of thy effulgent power the whole pervades. 
 
 Then whither ftiall we fir ay, 
 Where of thy forming hand no trace is found ? 
 
 Above, beneath, around, 
 
 The mighty voice is heard ; 
 
 Where'er the hills are rear'd, 
 
 Where fpreads the vaulted fky, 
 
 Or foams the deep profound ; 
 
 Thro' Nature's utmofl bound 
 
 To us her works reply, 
 Proclaim a parent God, a prefent Deity. 
 
 IL 
 
 Creation's praife is leaft j 
 
 NATURE'S RESTORER, to preferve is 
 
 thine ; 
 
 Whofe awful voice divine 
 Created .all, when Difcord heard, and ceas'dj 
 
 For
 
 [ 10, } 
 
 For it is thine to bind 
 The moral chain of order's perfect law, 
 And to their courfe the fwerving motions dravy 
 Of changeful things, and erring human kind. 
 
 Death with infatiate jaw 
 Gnafh'd oft' his iron phang, and by his fide 
 
 Stalking with ample ftride 
 
 Vice rear'd his giant fize 
 
 Uptowering to the ikies. 
 
 The mourning earth was wafte j 
 
 Confufion roll'd her tide ; 
 
 When down the Virtues glide ; 
 
 Soft Mercies urg'd their hafte, 
 And o'er the bleeding world the facred mantle caft. 
 
 III. 
 
 ' Beyond created fenfe 
 Myfterious goodnefs, hid in deepeft night ! 
 
 In vain our feeble fight 
 Would pierce the gloom, O mighty Providence.' 
 
 Where the deep mazes meet 
 Beneath thy awful throne no eye hath feen, 
 Where wrap'd in darknefs fits thy power ferene, 
 And the loud thunders roll beneath thy feet. 
 
 O, when mall clofe the fcene ? 
 And Hope be loft in Truth's wide-burfting ray ? 
 
 O hafte, aufpicious day, 
 
 H 3 O hafte
 
 [ 102 ] 
 
 O hafte to light on earth 
 Great Nature's fecond birth 5 
 New inmate of the Ikies 
 , .ly When man renew'd fhall fhine 
 With inrtocence divine, 
 And bleft Obedience rife 
 To match the palm that crowns her faithful 
 victories. 
 
 ODE to FANCY, 
 
 I. 
 ILDING with brighter beams the vernal 
 
 fkies 
 Now hafles the car of day to rife ; 
 
 Youth, and Mirth, and Beauty lead 
 In golden reins each fprightly freed,, 
 With wanton Love that rolls his fparkling eyes. 
 
 Dreams of Night, be gone j no more 
 Your poppies, cropt on Lethe's margin, fhecl 
 Around the languid poet's head 5 
 Morpheus, wake j thou drowfy God, 
 'Jis time to break thy leaden rod, 
 
 And give thy {lumbers o'er. 
 Jut come, thou woodland Nymph, along, 
 of the vocal fpng, 
 
 Fancy,
 
 [ P3. J 
 
 Fancy, ever fair and free; 
 
 Whether on the mountains ftraying x 
 Or on beds of rofes playing, 
 Daughter of fweet Liberty. 
 
 II. 
 
 Through all the ivy-circled cave 
 Soft mufic at thy birth was heard to found j 
 
 The Graces danc'd thy bower around, 
 And gently dip'd thee in the filver wave, 
 
 With bloflbms fair thy cradle dreft, 
 
 And rock'd their fmiling babe to reft. 
 To kifs thy lips, the bees, a murmuring throng, 
 
 With bufy wings, unnumber'd flew, 
 For thee, from every flower their tribute drew, 
 And lull'd thy flumbers with an airy fong. 
 
 Come, in thy heavenly- woven veil 
 Which Iris gave thee, ting'd in every dye 
 With which fhe paints the fky, 
 Soft flowing unreftrain'd o'er all thy beauteous 
 brea-ft. 
 
 III. 
 
 Me, fweet Enchantrefs, deign to bear 
 O'er the feas, and through the air. 
 O'er the plains extended wide, 
 O'er mifty hills, and curling clouds we ride ; 
 
 H 4 Now
 
 [ IO 4 ] 
 
 Now mounting high, now finking low. 
 Through hail, and rain, and vapours go, 
 
 Where is treafur'd up the fnow, 
 Where fleeps the thunder in its cell, 
 
 Where the fwift-wing'd lightnings dwell, 
 Or where the bluftering ftorms are taught to blow. 
 
 Now we tread the milky way, 
 Unnumber'd worlds that float in aether fpy, 
 Among the glittering planets ftray, 
 
 To the lunar orbit fly, 
 And mountains, fhores, and feas defcry j 
 fJow catch the mufic of the fpheres, 
 Which, fince the birth of time, 
 Have, in according chime, 
 And fair proportion, rolling round, 
 
 With each 'diviner found 
 Attentive Silence, pierc'd thy raptur'd ears 5 
 Unheard by all, but thofe alone 
 
 Whom oft to Wifdom's fecret throrie 
 The Mufe, with heaven-taught guidance, deigns 
 
 to bring, 
 
 To trace the facred paths with hallowed feet j 
 Or, Fancy, who the myftic fhade, 
 
 In thy airy car, pervade, 
 Where Plato's fpirit holds its folemn feat. 
 
 IV. But
 
 [ "5 ] 
 
 IV. 
 
 $ut Fancy, downward urge thy flight. 
 
 On fome mountain's towering height, 
 With hoary frofts eternal crown'd, 
 Wrap'd with dufky vapours round, 
 Let me fix my ftedfaft feet, 
 I feel, I feel the fanning gales ; 
 The watery mifls beneath retreat : 
 The noontide ray now darts its heat, 
 find pours its glories o'er the vales. 
 Glittering to the dancing beams, 
 Urging their flubborn way the rocks among, 
 J hear, and fee a thoufand ftreama 
 Foam, and roar, and rum along $ 
 But to the plains defcended, 
 Their fudden rage is ended. 
 Now loft in deep recefs of darkfome bowers, 
 Again now fparkling through the meads 
 
 Vefted foft with vernal flowers, 
 Reflecting the majeftic towers 
 Its peaceful flood the roving channel leads. 
 
 Here the rural cots are feen, 
 From whofe low roof the curling fmoke afcends, 
 And dims with blueifh volumes all the green $ 
 There fome forefl far extends
 
 C '06 ] 
 
 Its groves embrown'd with lengthen'd fliade ; 
 Embofom'd where fome Gothic feat, 
 
 Of monarchs once retreat, 
 In wild magnificence array 'd 
 The pride of antient times prefents, 
 And lifts, in contrail fair difplay'd, 
 Its fun-reflecting battlements. 
 
 V. 
 
 Near, fome imperial city feems to reign, 
 Triumphant o'er the fubject land, 
 With domes of art Vitruvian crown'd j 
 See gleam her gilded fpires around, 
 Her gates in awful grandeur ftand ; 
 
 Equal to. fhine in peace or war fujftain ; 
 Her mighty bulwarks threat the plain 
 
 With many a work of death, and armed mound.. 
 
 Where rolls her wealthy river deep and wide, 
 Tall groves of crowded mafts arife, 
 Their ftreamers waving to the fkLes. 
 The banks are white with fwelling fails, 
 And diftant veffels ftem the tide 
 
 Circling through pendant cliffs, and watery dales. 
 
 The ruflet hills', the valleys green beneath, 
 The fallows brown, and dufky heath* 
 The yellow corn, empurpled vine, 
 fo union foft their tints combine,
 
 And, Fancy, all engage thine eye, 
 
 With a fweet variety. 
 While clouds the fleeting clouds purfue, 
 In mutual {hade, and mutual light, 
 The changing landfcape meets the fight ; 
 'Till the ken no more can view, 
 And heaven appears to meet the ground ; 
 The rifing lands, and azure diflance drown'd 
 Amid the gay horizon's golden bound. 
 
 VI. 
 
 Such are the fcenes that oft' invite 
 To feed thee, Fancy, with delight. 
 All that Nature can create, 
 Beauteous, awful, new and great, 
 Sweet enthufiaft, is thy treafure, 
 Source of wonder, and of pleafure, 
 Every fenfe to tranfport winning, 
 Still unbounded and beginning. 
 Then, Fancy, fpread thy wings again 1 5 
 Unlock the caverns of the main. 
 Above, beneath, and all around, 
 Let the tumbling billows fpread $ 
 'Till the coral floor we tread, 
 Exploring all the wealth that decks the realms 
 profound, 
 
 There
 
 There gather gems that long have glow'd 
 
 In the vaft unknown abode, 
 The jafper vein'd, the faphire blue, 
 The ruby bright with crimfon hue, 
 Whate'er the bed refplendent paves, 
 Or decks the glittering roofs on high, 
 Through whofe tranflucent arch are feen the 
 
 rolling waves ; 
 
 Fancy, thefe fhall clafp thy veft, 
 With thefe thy lovely brows be dreft, 
 In every gay, and various dye. 
 But hark ! the feas begin to roar : . 
 The whittling winds aflault my ear : 
 The lowering ftorms around appear : 
 
 Fancy, bear me to the ihore * 
 There in thy realms, bright Goddefs, deign 
 Secure to fix thy votary's feet : 
 O give to follow oft' thy train 5 
 Still with accuftom'd lay thy power to greet; 
 To dwell with Peace, and fport with thee, 
 Fancy, ever fair and free. 
 
 A R I O N.
 
 I0 9 
 
 A R I O N. 
 
 I. 
 
 QUEEN of each facred found, fweet child 
 of air, 
 
 Who fitting thron'd upon the vaulted fky, 
 Doft catch the notes which undulating fly, 
 Oft' wafted up to the exalted fphere 
 On the foft bofom of each rolling cloud, 
 
 Which charm thy liftening ear 
 With flrains that bid the panting lover die, 
 Or laughing mirth, or tender grief infpire, 
 
 Or with full chorus loud 
 Which lift our holy hope, or fan the hero's fire : 
 Enchanting Harmony 5 'tis thine to chear 
 The foul by woe which finks oppreft, 
 From Sorrow's eye to wipe the tear, 
 And on the bleeding wound to pour the balmy 
 reft. 
 
 II. 
 
 'Twas when the winds were roaring loud, 
 And Ocean fwell'd his billows high, 
 By favage hands condemn'd to die 
 Rais'd on the ftern the trembling Lefbian flood : 
 All pale he heard the tempeft blow, 
 As on the watery grave below 
 
 He
 
 to] 
 
 He fix'd his weeping eye. 
 Ah ! hateful luft of impious gold, 
 What can thy mighty rage with-hold, 
 Deaf to the melting powers of Harmony ! 
 But ere the bard unpitied dies, 
 Again his foothing art he tries, 
 Again he fweeps the firings $ 
 Slowly fad the notes arife, 
 While thus in plaintive founds the fweet mu- 
 fician fings. 
 
 III. 
 
 From beneath the coral cave 
 Circled with the filver wave, 
 Where with wreaths of emerald crown'd 
 Ye lead the feftive dance around, 
 Daughters of Nereus, hear, and fave. 
 Ye Tritons, hear, whofe blaft can fwell 
 With mighty founds the twitted fhell ; 
 And you, ye fifter Syrens, hear, 
 
 Ever beauteous, ever fweet, 
 Who lull the liftening pilot's ear 
 With magic fong, and foftly breath'd deceit. 
 By all the Gods who fubjecl: roll 
 
 Frpm
 
 From gufhing urns their tribute to the main, 
 By him who bids the winds to roar, 
 By him whofe trident fhakes the fhoar, 
 If e'er for you I raife the facred ftrain 
 When pious manners your power adore, 
 Daughters of Nereus, hear and fave. 
 
 IV. 
 
 He fung, and from the coral cave, 
 Circled with the filver wave, 
 With pitying ear 
 The Nereids hear. 
 Gently the waters flowing, 
 The winds now ceas'd their blowing, 
 In filence liftening to the tuneful lay. 
 Around the bark's fea-beaten fide 
 
 The facred dolphin play'd, 
 And fportive dafh'd the briny tide ; 
 The joyous omen foon the bard furvey'd, 
 And fprung with bolder leap to try the watry way. 
 On his fcaly back now riding, 
 O'er the curling billow gliding, 
 Again with bold triumphant hand 
 He bade the notes afpirt, 
 Again to joy attun'd the lyre, 
 Forgot each danger paft, fecure : and gain'd tHe 
 land. 
 
 The
 
 [ .,* ] 
 
 The ACADEMIC. 
 
 Written April M.DCCLV. 
 
 t 
 
 WHILE filent flreams the inofs-growri 
 turrets lave, 
 
 Cam, on thy banks with penfive fleps I tread $ 
 *The dipping ofiers kifs thy palling wave> 
 
 And evening fliadows o'er the plains are fpread. 
 
 From refllefs eye of painful Care, 
 To thy fecluded grot I fly, 
 
 Where Fancy's fweetefl forms repair* 
 To footh her darling Poefy > 
 
 Reclin'd the lovely Vifionary lies 
 In yonder vale and laurel-veiled bower ; 
 
 Where the gay turf isdeck'd with various dies^ 
 And breathes the mingling fcents of every flower : 
 
 While holy dreams prolong her calm repofe, 
 Her pipe is carl the whifpering reeds among ; 
 High on the boughs her waving harp is hung, 
 
 Murmuring to every wind that o'er it blows* 
 
 II. Oft'
 
 E 
 
 it. 
 
 Oft' have I feen her bathe at dewy morn 
 Her wanton bofom in thy filver fpring, 
 
 And, while her hands her flowing locks adorn 
 With bufy elegance* have heard her fmg. 
 
 But fay what long recorded theme* 
 
 Through all the lofty tale of time, 
 -. ' More worthy can the Goddefs deem 
 
 Of founding chords, and fong fublime, 
 
 iThan, whofe parental hand to vigour bred 
 Each infant art, the Noble and the Wife, 
 
 Whofe bounty gave yon' arching fhades to fpread, 
 Yon' pointed fpires in holy pomp to rife ? 
 
 Shall War alone loud-echoing numbers claim, 
 And (hall the deeds of fmiling Peace be drown'd, 
 Amid the Hero's fhouts and trumpet's found ? 
 
 Thefe too ihall ftourifh in immortal fame. 
 
 III.
 
 t 
 
 III. 
 
 When Science fled from Lati urn's polifh'd coafts 
 And Grecian groves, her long and lov'd abode, 
 
 Far from the din of fierce confli&ing hofts, 
 Thro' barbarous realms the weary wanderer trod > 
 
 But to what more indulgent fky, 
 To what more hofpitable (hade, 
 
 Could trembling, bleeding, fainting fly 
 The helplefs and devoted Maid ? 
 
 Time-honour'd Founders! ye the virgin woo'd! 
 
 'Twas yours, with fouls to native grandeur born, 
 To bid her radiant beauties fhine renew 'd, 
 
 With wealth to heap, with honours to adorn. 
 
 In Graft ta's happier paths me wept no more ; 
 
 Heal'd were the wounds that fcarr'd her gentle 
 breaft ; 
 
 Here, ftill fhe fmiles-with Freedom's fonstorefl, 
 Nor mourns her Attic towers, nor Tufcan (hore. 
 
 IV.
 
 
 C "Si 
 
 IV. 
 
 Fathers of Genius ! whom the Mufe adores, 
 For fure to you her nobleft {trains belong, 
 
 Beneath whofe venerable roofs {he pours 
 The grateful notes of fweetly flowing fong, 
 
 Th'increafe of fwift revolving years 
 With confcious pride exulting view ; 
 
 How all ye plann'd compleat appears ; 
 How all your Virtues bloom anew : 
 
 The generous zeal which erft ye felt remains, 
 Its bounteous beams {till ardent to difpenfe ; 
 
 While unexhaufted to your learned plains 
 Rolls the rich flream of wide munificence. 
 
 Joy to your {hades ! the great career is run, 
 Referv'd by Fate for fome fuperior hand, 
 Confeft, the laft, th'aufpicious work {hall ftand, 
 
 Aad Statefman, Monarch end what ye begun. 
 
 I 2 V.
 
 [ n6] 
 
 V. 
 
 Ye too, once Inmates of thefe walls renown'd, 
 Whofe fpirits, mingling with th'ethereal ray r 
 
 Of univerfal Nature trac'd the bound, 
 Or rais'd in majefty of thought the lay, 
 
 See your lov'd Arts this clime to grace 
 Their rival radiance brighter fhed, 
 
 While Holies fmiles the wreath to place 
 Upon the youthful Victor's head. 
 
 Where Spencer fits among your thrones fublime/ 
 To the foft mufic of his mournful lays 
 
 Liftening ye weep for his ungrateful time, 
 And point the better hope of happier days. 
 
 If with the dead difhonour's memory dies, 
 Forget, much injur'd Name, th'unworthy woe ; 
 In drains like thine fo may our accents flow, 
 
 In nobler numbers yon' fair domes arife. 
 
 VI.
 
 [ "7] 
 
 VI. 
 
 When Faction's ftorms, or fome fell Tyrant's hate 
 Arts join'd with Freedom to one grave lhall 
 
 doom, 
 
 Then tho* thefe ftruftures to the hand of Fate 
 Bend their proud height, like thine, imperial 
 Rome* 
 
 Know, vainly, Time, thy rapid rage 
 Shall point its wide deftroying aim, 
 
 Since what defies the force of age 
 Thus confecrates the pile to Fame ; 
 
 Some future eye the ruin'd heap fhall trace, 
 The Name of Holies on the ftone behold, 
 
 Shall point a Brunfwic to a diftant race, 
 Benign, and awful on the fwelling gold, 
 
 Th'hiftoric page, the poet's tuneful toil, 
 With thefe compar'd, their mutual aid iHall raife 
 To build the records of eternal praife, 
 
 And deck with endlefs wreaths their honour'd foil. 
 
 I 7 VIL
 
 [ nS ] 
 
 VII, 
 
 $\veeter than warbled founds that win the fenft 
 Flows the glad muiie of a grateful heart, 
 
 JSeyond the pomp of wordy eloquence, 
 
 Or ftrains too cold, high-wrought with la- 
 bour'd art, 
 
 Tho' weakly founds the jarring firing j 
 Tho' vainly would the Mufe explore 
 
 The heights to which with eagle wing 
 Alone can heaven-taught Genius 
 
 Yet {hall her hand ingenuous ftrive to twine 
 The blooming chaplet for her Leader's brow $ 
 
 While with new verdure grac'd, in Glory's fhrine 
 The ampler Palms of civip Horipurs grow $ 
 
 When He, thefe favoured {hades, appears to, blefs> 
 Whofe guardian Counfels guide a nation's 
 And with fuperior toils for Europe's ftate, 
 the thought of Qranta's happinefs, 
 
 VIB,
 
 ; ["93 
 
 VIII. 
 
 Hail Seats rever'd ! where thoughtful Pkafures 
 dwell, 
 
 And hovering Peace extends her downy wings, 
 Where miifmg Knowledge holds her humble cell. 
 
 And Truth divine unlocks her fecret fpringSi, 
 
 This verfe with mild acceptance deign 
 To hear } this verfe yourfelves infpire, 
 
 Ere yet within your facred fane 
 
 The Mufe fufpends her votive Lyre. 
 
 Thee GRANTA, thus with filial thinks I greet, 
 With fmiles maternal thou thofe thanks receive, 
 
 For Learning's humble wealth, for friendfhir* 
 
 fvveet, 
 For every calmer joy thy fcenes could give. 
 
 While thus I fport upon thy peaceful ftrand* 
 The ftorms of life at awful diflance roar ; 
 And ftill I drea& ftill lingering on the fhore^ 
 
 To launch my little bark, and quit the land. 
 
 I 4 ODE
 
 [ 120 ] 
 
 ODE on JLYRIC POETRY, 
 
 I. r. 
 
 INMATE of fmoaking cots, \vhpfe ruflie 
 fhed, 
 
 Within its humble bed, 
 Her twittering progeny contains, 
 The fwallow fweeps the plains, 
 Or lightly fkims from level lakes the dew. 
 
 The ringdove ever true 
 Tells her fed tale of unrelenting fate, 
 
 Far from the raven's croak, and bird of night 
 That fhrieking wing their lonely flight 
 When, at his mutter'd rite, 
 Within the dufky defart vale, 
 With flarting eye, and vifage pale 
 The grimly wizard! fees the fpeftres rife unholy ; 
 But haunts the woods that held her beauteous mate, 
 And wooes the Echo foft with murmurs me- 
 lancholy.
 
 -..., [I2 ' ] 
 
 I. 2. 
 
 Sublime alone the feather'd Monarch flies 3 
 flis neft dark mifts upon the mountains 
 
 fhrow'd ; 
 
 In vain the howling ftorms arife, 
 When borne on outftretcty'd plume aloft he 
 
 fprings 
 
 Dafhing with many a flroke the parting cloud, 
 Or to the buoyant air, commits his wings, 
 Floating with even fail adown the liquid Ikies 5 
 Then darting upward fwift his wings afpire 
 Where thunders keep their gloomy feat, 
 And lightnings arm'd with heaven's aveng- 
 ing ire. 
 
 None can the dread artillery meet, 
 Or thro' the airy region rove, 
 But he who guards the throne of Jove, 
 And grafps the flaming bolt of facred fire. 
 
 13- 
 
 Know, with young ambition bold, 
 In vain, my Mufe, thy dazzled eyes explore 
 The realms of light, where wont to foar, 
 Their burning way th^ kindling fpirits hold. 
 
 Heights
 
 [ I" ] 
 
 Heights too arduous wifely fhun ; 
 Far humbler flights thy wings attend ; 
 For heaven-taught Genius can alone afcend 
 Back to her native Iky, 
 And with directed eagle eye 
 Pervade the lofty fpheres, and view the blazing fun. 
 
 II. i. 
 
 Put hark ! o'er all the flower-enamell'd ground 
 What mufic breathes around ! 
 I fee, I fee the virgin train 
 Unlock their ftreams again, 
 Rollbg to many a vale the liquid lapfe along. 
 
 While at the warbled fong 
 Which holds entranc'd Attention's wakeful ear, 
 ftroke are the magic bands of iron Sleep ; 
 Love, wayward child, oft* wont to weep, 
 
 In tears his robe to fleep 
 Forgets ; and Care that counts his ftore, 
 Now thinks each mighty bufinefs o'er; 
 While fits on ruin'd cities, war's wide-wafting 
 
 glory, 
 
 .Ambition, ceafing the proud pile to rear, 
 And fighs ; unftnifh'd leaving half her ample ftory. 
 
 II. 2.
 
 J 
 
 II. 2. 
 
 Then once more, fweet Enthufiaft, happy Lyre, 
 
 Thy foothing numbers deign a while to bring; 
 I flrive to catch the facred fire, 
 
 And wake thee emulous 1 on Granta's plain, 
 
 Where all the Mufes haunt their hallow'd fpring, 
 
 And where the Graces fhun the fordid train 
 Scornful of heaven-born Arts which thee and 
 Peace infpire : 
 
 On life's fequefter'd fcenes they filent wait^ 
 Nor heed the bafelefs pomp of power, 
 
 fsfor fhining dreams that crowd at Fortune's gate ; 
 But fmooth th'ineyitable hour 
 Of pain, which man is doom'd to know* 
 And teach the moral mind to glow 
 
 With pleasures plac'd beyond the fliaft of Fate f 
 
 II. 3^ 
 But, alas ! th'amuflve reed 
 
 Jll fuits the lyre which claims a matter's hand* 
 And youthful Fancies vainly feed 
 
 When Glory calls to Virtue'^ a&ive band. 
 
 Sloth
 
 Sloth ignoble to difclaim 
 It is enough : the lyre unflring. 
 The victor's palm at other feet I fling 
 
 In Granta's awful fhrine ; 
 O crown'd with radiance divine, 
 With fmiles {till nurfe the Mufej the Mufe fhall 
 lift thy fame. 

 
 D E 
 HISTORIAetlNGENIO 
 
 Juris Civilis et Canonici, 
 
 CUM COMPARATIONE 
 
 LEGUM ANGLIAE 
 
 O R AT I O 
 
 Habita in Sacello Aulae Trinitatis die 
 Commemorationis 1756 
 
 Ex teftamento 
 THOMAE EDEN LL. D.
 
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 D E 
 
 HISTORIA et INGENIO 
 
 Juris Civilis et Canonici, &c. 
 
 O R A T I O 
 
 HOdierno die, Academici, ex more infti- 
 tuto Jus Civile laudare, fortunam hu- 
 jufce domus vobis gratulari, et majo- 
 rum benefa6ta ante oculos ponere, gratum 
 opus aggredior : laetus gloriam veterem focie- 
 tatis noftrae non folum me pofle recenfere, verum 
 etiam majorem expe6tare ex hac veftra frequentia 
 t florentiflimo coetu. 
 
 De Jure Civili difturo ottinia fane mihi 
 recitanda videntur quae temporibus antiquis 
 lucem adferunt, et peculiariter honori funt ; 
 five enim ex rerum pondere, iive ex verborum 
 gravitate fpeftetur, five ex illo aequi boniqua 
 fenfu quern animis omnium natura ipfa penitu$ 
 infculpfit, quid juftam, quid fit injuftum ut 
 fciant, juris illud fyftema rite praedicandurrt 
 atque omnibus laudibus efFerendum eft, in hoc 
 praecipue celeberrimum, quod quanquam in 
 le^ibus unius civitatis conclufum erat, tamen 
 
 cum
 
 1 128 ] 
 
 cum omnium gentium, locorum, aevique fit; 
 non folum Romani Juris nomen retinet, ut 
 perexiguum, verum etiam civium omnium 
 jus appellari gloriam ampliflimam confequitur. 
 Leges enim apud caeteras gerites certis ad- 
 fcriptas regionibus, in fingulas res pofitas atque 
 ad formarri reipublkae cujufque acdommodatas 
 faepe cum ipfis legum latoribus interiifie, civi- 
 tatibus everfis niinquam remarififle fatis cofiftat, 
 at vero inter ruinas Romae, inter fraclos fafces, 
 templa , pbruta, direpta moenia, inter urbis et 
 reipublicae fundament^ diftrafta et diffipata 
 adhuc vivit vigetque Romana ratio. 
 
 Unde vero haec vis legibus Romanis infita^ 
 ut cum diu retufa fuerint arma Romanorunii 
 cum vi6la virtus, cum nulla acies, nullus ille 
 triumphorum ardor, Jus Romanum adhuc 
 afTerat dignitatem fuam vendicetque imperium? 
 quid eft, nifi quod nobis infit divinae mentis 
 fignum, et quaedam fuprema ratio quae fejuncta 
 et femota eft ab omni inftitutarum legum 
 recordatione, qualem neque ex forenfi ufu 
 didicimus, neque a majoribus noftris accepimus, 
 fed nobifcum quae nafcitur crefcitque : quam 
 non ex argumentorum ferie et djfceptatione 
 philofophorum ducendo et quafi premendo 
 trahimus, fed ftatim fentimus, arripimus, 
 
 pofli-
 
 poflidemus ; hifce libris modulifque utimur, 
 hifce perpendimus, atque metimur cujufque gen- 
 tis legum inftitutiones, et quo proprius accedunt 
 ad hanc regulam univerfae rationis ep excellen- 
 tiores eas effe praedicamus. 
 
 Circa flatum reipublicae et regnorum 
 formam magnis intervallis diftant inter fe 
 gentium inftituta ; in caeteris rebus rationem 
 aequitatis fervandam omnium gentium leges fibi 
 aflumunt, omnes prae fe ferunt, et fi non 
 ipfam juftitiam attingant, fpeciem ejus faltern 
 aflequuntur. 
 
 Hinc eft quod Jus Romanum talibus 
 laudibus, tanta admiratione dignum efle cen- 
 fetur ; fcilicet quod omnes partes aequi verique 
 in feipfum recipit. 
 
 Neque mirari quidem pofllimus ita fe rem 
 habere, et Juftitiam fibi quad templum fanc- 
 tiffimum apud Romanes extruxifle, cum repu- 
 temus, quicquid antiquiiTimorum hominum in- 
 venit fapientia, quicquid ftabilivit experta 
 aetas, per omnes terrarum regiones ionge lateque 
 difleminatum, in una Romana republica efle 
 congeftum colleclumque. 
 
 Cum enim Aegyptiaca gens ex inftitutis Dei 
 
 optimi maximi, ipfius Judaeorum regnum axi- 
 
 miniftrantis, multa in tabulas fuas recepit, turn 
 
 K leges
 
 f 130 
 
 leges artefque Aegyptiacas exemplo finitimis 
 propofuit. Manavit ferplitque commerciis juris 
 fcientia, atque adjuvantibus poetarum carmini* 
 bus et fapientum virorum documentis, multae 
 civitates fundatae fuerunt, et non minus artibus 
 ad vitam excolendam vel armis ad defendendam 
 quam legibus bene inftitutis florucrunt. 
 
 Ut leges memoriae melius mandarentur quic- 
 quid imperabant verfibus funt complexae ; ita 
 fcilicet delectando et monendo feros mores 
 hominurri domuere, in focietatem diflipatos 
 redigendo, ab omni ordine abhorrentes et fe 
 invicem fugientes, ut debiles protegcrentur 
 ut comprimerentur ferociores, atque ut univerfi 
 imutuis officiis divincerentur, efFecere tandem 
 x>ptimi olim viri, ut dignitas legum fatis firma, 
 veneranda, fanftiflimaque evaderet. 
 
 Sic cum natae funt apud Orientales literae, 
 in iifdem cunabulis enutritae leges; et verum 
 fus cum confortibus philofophiae ftudiis humano 
 generi fimul illuxit : quicquid fapuere Graeci 
 Jiomines hinc didicere -, hinc ifta harmonia 
 juris fuit, hinc ifta lyra quae veterem Graeciam 
 adminiftrafle dicitur ; ex hoc fonte derivata^ 
 fuerunt leges Zaleuci, Charondae, Draconis, ct 
 quas Lycurgus et Solon civibus fuis pofuere.
 
 Exaclis Roma regibus cum poteftas ad con* 
 fules tranflata fuit, armis in dies crefcebant res 
 Romanorum, legibus in dies augebantur: cum 
 enim ex odio regum, quicquid fanciverat eorum 
 arbitrium refpuerent homines liberae civitatis 
 avidi, in omnes finitimas regiones, et in Grae- 
 ciam praecipue milfi funt legati, qui ex iis, ut 
 quaeque erat optime inftituta civitas, leges 
 colligerent ; ka leges latae funt duodecim ta- 
 bularum quae vocantur. 
 
 At vero anguftis limitibus ccmcludi impe- 
 rium Romanum non potuit, neque tulit Jus 
 Romanum in tarn parvo curriculo contineri; 
 nee rebus nee civibus fuffecere tabulae : ut 
 auxilio eflet legibus de multis tacentibus in* 
 troduc~him eft jus quod honorarium appeJ^ 
 latur. 
 
 Confulibus in bello fere femper occupatis 
 ut adminiftraretur jus civibus et peregrinis, ad 
 aediles curules, praecipue vero ad praetores 
 caufae funt delatae : Hi, quorum praetor ur- 
 banus, titulo honorati infignis fuit, cuftodes le- 
 gum et interpretes, decifionum omnium arbitri, 
 ex fententiis fuis Jus Romanum necefiario 
 augebant, atque exemplis, ficlionibus, explica- 
 tionibus fa6tum eft, ut novum jus, quod 
 honorarium appellatur, ex veteris ftirpe, dif- 
 K 2 fufis
 
 fuiis late ramis jus fcriptum tabularum non raro 
 obumbraret. 
 
 Exinde per privatorum civium lites, per 
 varies cafus reipublicae, donee omnia ditioni 
 imperatorum fubjecla erant, et poft ea tempora 
 fub imperatoribus fuccedentibus, ex refponfis 
 prudentum, ex principum ediclis, decretis, 
 refcriptis, tali incremento ufquequaque auctum 
 eft Jus Romanum ut pene omnia jam tandem 
 compleclitur, quae ad lites dirimendas juris 
 fblennitateni poftnlant, five res fpeftant, live 
 perfonas ; atque exinde fit ut Jus Romanum 
 minime fit unius civitatis proprium fed om- 
 nibus omnium gentium faeculorumque civibus 
 regulas praebeat in difceptandis controverfiis 
 vel privati vel publici juris. 
 
 Tantam efle autoritatem Juris Romani nullo 
 modo mirari poflumus cum Romani imperii 
 opes animo recordemur, quam late patuit, 
 quibus virtutibus adauclum fuit, et quibus viis 
 her munivere ad honores et fummos gradus 
 reipublicae principes viri qui in ea multum 
 polluerunt prius quam a libidine et luxuria 
 venalis facia eft ; leges ergo illius civitatis in 
 omni aevo caeteris exemplum futuras expeclan- 
 dum fuit, et jure quidem omni praedicatione 
 dignas efle cenfemus qua efferuntur. 
 
 Cum
 
 ['33] 
 
 Cum igitur leges fapientiflimae gentis in 
 tantam molem creverint ex ilia arcta et per- 
 exigua imprimis tabularum decifione animad-- 
 verti poteft quam inaniter fpes fovetur juris 
 inflitutiones ullas tam breves complexu, tarn 
 fenfu luculentas fieri pofle, ut nequc com- 
 mentationibus neque incremento locus fit futu- 
 rus : Crefcat oportet, in fempiternum augebitur 
 raagnae cujufque gentis juris fyflema praecipue 
 vero in libera civitate; quaenam enim eft ilia 
 humanae mentis vis et prudentia, enm tam 
 variae fint regnorum populorumque viciflitu- 
 dines, ut una arftiflima tabula brevi linea 
 omnia comple6latur, quae privati vel public! 
 juris nunc funt, aut aliquando funk futura, 
 Hunc apicem laudis, nullae inflitutiones legum 
 latoris fapientiflimi unquam attigere : Quan- 
 quam hoc pro certo compertum, habemus 
 tanto plura in ie juftiffima axiomata continere 
 Jus Romanum, ad dirimendam magnam quae- 
 flionum multitudinem, quanto plus valuit im.- 
 perium, quanto latius patuit, et quanto longiori 
 temporis fpatio duravit et illuxit fupra omnes 
 alias gentes illius populi virtus et fortuna, cui 
 a divino numine conceffum plane videtur, ut 
 caeteris non minus fapientia quam armis impe- 
 ritaret, atque ut vidloriis peragrando pene, 
 K3 totum,
 
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 totiim terrarum orbem legibus fui$ addiceret. 
 
 Nihil vero manifeftius juris Romani naturaij 
 excellent! fTimam ofrendit, quam ille fenfus po^ 
 fterorum in quo adhnc vivit legum Romanarum 
 majeftas : quanquam enim illud jus non ex 
 aliis fontibus hauriatur praeterquam ex reliquiis 
 a Juftiniano parum fortafle fapientcr, ut non^ 
 nulli putant, colleftis, fuis decifionibus, cum 
 mutandi cupidior fuit, interpolatis, oriental} 
 quadam barbaric et pompa imperil tumefcen- 
 tibus ut folet ubi res ex unius arbitrio geruntur, 
 et in quibus liberae eivitatis dignitatem faepius 
 defideramus, fatis tamen patet quam proxime 
 accedere Jus Romanum ad veri juftique effigiem 
 et aeternae rationis fpeciem, ex hac caufa, quo4 
 cum Romanorum poteftas penitus deleta fuit, 
 et cu-m Barbaris iiicurfantibus arma ceflerunt, 
 ^eciderunt artes, filuerunt leges, at tandem cum 
 omnia perculfa et proftrata diu fuerunt, emerfit 
 aliquando Jus Romanum vidloribus ipfis adju- 
 vantibus. 
 
 Cum enim flatum regnorum populorumque 
 Jura Gothica immutavifTent, tamen fupplendi 
 et illuftrandi caufa in judiciis introdu6lum eft 
 Jus Romanum. 
 
 Haec ita fe habere temporibus Theodorid et 
 fuccedentium regum patet ex hiftoriis CaiTiodori 
 
 ejuf-
 
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 ejufdem regis fcribae. Atulpkum quoque me- 
 moriae tradidit Orofius Roman! nominis monu* 
 menta omnino delere cupientem, ex altiore ejus 
 juris mediratione, confiliurn mutato animo 
 cepifle, ut Romani Juris reftituendi autor ha- 
 beretur. 
 
 Quamdiu Gothi et Longobardi Italiam armis 
 poflidebant, codices Theodofii, quaedam ex 
 Gregorii et Hermogenis, ex Gaii inftitutiortibus 
 Ulpiani fragmentis, fententiis Pauli, et quae 
 Juftiniani compilation! antecefferunt, in fuas 
 leges adoptabant : Aquitania quoque dedita, 
 Arcadio regnante et Gothis invadentibus pre*- 
 vincias Galliae Italiae finitimas, Ln foedere 
 fancitum eft, uti lex teftamentaria iis falva effet. 
 
 Roma ferro atque igne vaftata, Berytenfium 
 urbe terrae motu deleta, Conftantinopoli incen- 
 diis pene perdita, Zenone imperante centenis 
 et vicies millibus librorum combuflis, poflea 
 obfidione Turcarum capta, cum juris fcientia, 
 qUae in hifce urbibus maxime floruit, et omnia 
 pene antiquae doclrinae monumenta extin6la 
 fuifle viderentur, oblivio quaedam bonarum 
 artium toti terrarum orbi incubuit. 
 
 Tremula vero, atque ut antea dixi incerta 
 
 lux in tantis tenebris crepufculo dubia haerebat. 
 
 Nemo auftor aeftituendi in Italk juris Romani 
 
 K4 clarior
 
 C 136 ] 
 
 clarior extitit quam Lotharius, qui Apulorum 
 urbc Amalphi expugnata digefta invenerat, 
 quae Pifas diligenter, poftea Florentiam mifTa, 
 in maxima aeftimatione haberi funt inceptaj 
 eodem tempore Ravennae Juftiniani compilatio 
 diu in obfcuro latitans in lucem edita eft. 
 Tanta vis veri fuit, tanta Romani Juris ratio, 
 ut per omnes deinceps Europae partes glifceret, 
 et quafi curfibus peragraret. In Academiis 
 pofthabitae ineptae philofophorum difcepta- 
 tiones, vix dignae ranto nomine, ita ut conr. 
 quererentur plurimi Ariftotelem ipfum con- 
 temptui efle : pofthabitae etiam in tribunalibus 
 multae leges ex barbarorum inftitutis, multae 
 confuetudines omifTae. 
 
 "Novi vero hoftes juri civili infurgebant, 
 quibus oppugnantibus neceflario occubuiflet, 
 nift eadem utilitas atque aequitatis ratio quae 
 Barbarorum immanitatem vicerant, eeclefiafti- 
 corum hominum pravam religionem et regum 
 ^di6la fuperaverint. Maximis quaerimoniis* 
 apud noftros atque exteros facerdos quifque, ut 
 literis reftaurandis et augendae fcientiae erat 
 infcftus, negleclam efTe philofcphandi rationem, 
 negle6lam divinarum rerum cognitionem aiebat 
 futuram. Papae jus canonicum omni juris 
 fyftemati ex alio fonte derivato praelatum efle 
 
 voluerunt,
 
 C 137] 
 
 voluerunt, et opprimi jus civile quam maxime 
 ut jus fuum quafi infans dileftus attolleretur, 
 atque ut in omnibus rebus animos homi- 
 num facilius fubjugarent, autoritate ecclefiae 
 fiabilita. 
 
 Ex conftitutione Innocentis quarti ab hono- 
 ribus ecclefiae detrudebantur jura civilia pro- 
 fitentes : doceri etiam Jus Romanum Honorius 
 noluit. Nunquam requiefcebat invidia quin 
 jus civile odiis infeftaretur. Stephanus nofter, 
 in regno fuo, ne quis in publico de jure civil; 
 difTereret edixit ; Carolus nonus, et Henricus 
 tertius Gallorum reges eodem animo in jus 
 civile fuerunt. Philippus cognomine pulcher, et 
 Parifienfis tribunalis aflefTores citari Jus Roma- 
 num, ita ut pro rato habeatur fi quando con- 
 fuetudinibus vel legibus regni fui adverfaretur, 
 vetabant ; apud Hifpanos qui fecerit capitis 
 periculum adiit : hi atque illi nimis crudeliter 
 fecerunt 5 Galli fortafle fane : regum enim et 
 populorum laefa effet majeftas, fi apud fuos 
 exterorum jus et inftituta plus valuerint quam 
 patriae leges et principum placita. 
 
 Quin meruit, et quod meruit tandem adr- 
 eptum eft jus civile, ut, ipfis canoniftis confi- 
 tentibus, anteferretur juri ecclefiae, et in om- 
 jjjbus rebus ubi filent municipales leges et 
 
 regnorum
 
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 regnorum inftituta, apud gentes pene univerfas 
 audiatur hodie Roman! juris, quafi ex Tempi- 
 terno rationis adyto, vox fanftiffimaj quae, ut 
 difcatur quantum ponderis habeat ex ipfo nativo 
 fenfu aequitatis omnium gentium animis in- 
 fculpto, adhuc peculiarem hanc laudem et 
 celeberrimam nac~la eft, fcilicet quod veluti 
 divinum quoddam numen, controverfiarum al- 
 tiffimarum arbitra inter maximas fortifiimafque 
 gentes, ne omnia caedis ruinarumque comple- 
 antur, a coelo defcendat. 
 
 Commerciis enim late patentibus vel pace 
 firmata vel exardente hellorum >vi, et cupidi- 
 tatibus hominum efFraenatis quonam moda 
 potuit eflc ut jus unius gentis audiatur cum 
 detriment alterius, ergo jus illud quod nullius 
 eft proprium, et nullain captans gratiam in 
 medio jacct univerfi orbis civibus profuturum, 
 ex communi confenfu civile appellatur, aU 
 que in auxilium pofcitur, omnibus ad imum. 
 cjus fan^lifllmum tribunal fe invicem provo- 
 cantibus. 
 
 De moribus qui difleriiere fcriptores regulas 
 et decifiones juris civilis faepius citando fatis 
 oftendunt, quali animo in idem fuerunt, ex* 
 iftimantes fcilicet, naturae et gentium et ci* 
 vium jura in ejufdem tabutis ad veri normam
 
 [ '39] 
 
 defcribi : bene quidem fecerunt, et fa- 
 pientiflime j nam univerfa praecepta aequitatis 
 in uno fyftemate jus civile comple&itur et 
 juftitiae perfeftae veritatifque imaginem manu 
 quafi porrefta monftrat, in omni aevo efle 
 imitandam, 
 
 Haftenus de vi Juris Roman) fatis diftum 
 eft: de argumentis, et quas traftat res pau- 
 lulum dicamus. Hie autem vaftus fe aperit 
 campus, ut citius vohis patientiam audientibus, 
 jnihi ipii dicenti verba defutura credam, quarn 
 ut omnia de quibus fapienter ftatuit jus civile 
 compleclatur oratio. 
 
 Ex quibufdam partibus ut totum quid lit 
 capiatur, qualem rationem inftituit jus civile 
 de duobus rebus praecipue quaeramus : de 
 poenis et liberorum fuccellione. 
 
 Quod ad poenas attinet, quaenam eft fades 
 Romani juris ? quale praebet fpeclaculum hu- 
 rnanitatis ? quis non admiratione obftupefcit 
 Cum recordetur rempublicam Romanam. tot per 
 ^nnos falvam ftetiffe fine fupplicio capitali no- 
 centium civium ? nullus ubi fanguis nifi pro 
 patria cum hoftibus dimicando fluxit, neque 
 mifere vitam o.b parvula delida amifere cives. 
 
 Apud quos nullum liberi capitis pretium 
 fuit, apud epfdem. nylla vitae adimendae caufa 
 
 fatis
 
 fatis magna fuifTe vifa eft : de necandis reis 
 filuere leges, nifi. quod de parricidiis funt lo- 
 cutae ; et quod vitas fervorum dominis addice- 
 rent : cum latrones, ficarii, fures, ex horum 
 numero pen omnes fuerunt, hifce fcalae Ge- 
 moniae, hifce uncus, furcae, crucefque fatis 
 paratae : fed loquimur de liberis hominibus, 
 libera civitate. 
 
 Nihil me movet quaeftio. de poenis capita- 
 libus, quae civibus Romanis infligebantur, cum 
 res Romanae unius nutu adminiftrabantur ; 
 Nee Marii, nee Syllae tempora citanda, neque 
 Antonii, neque Oclavii praefcriptiones, memo- 
 randae, quando uti quifque erat deterrimus, 
 ita bonorum civium extitit infidiator. In partes 
 diftrafta et lacerata republica in medio pro- 
 ftratae jacebant leges. 
 
 Si Brutum cites de liberis fuis reipublicae- 
 proditoribus in judicio fedentem et morti dam- 
 nantem aut de caede fororis Marci Horatii 
 quaeftionem habitam, haec prius facia funt^ 
 quam leges decemvirales conditae, et Ipecies 
 reipublicae abfoluta et perfe6la, 
 
 In tumultibus quidem novi homines novis 
 rebus fludentes, faepe funt necati. Gracchorum, 
 Spurii Melii, M. Fulvii cum liberis ejus, L, 
 Saturnini, Servilii caedes extra ordinem faclae 
 
 - ;funt y
 
 fiint i cum magis armati erant boni forlefque 
 cives rerum tumultuantium neceflitate quam 
 legibus verbo id faclum fuadentibus ; vel etiani 
 illo fenatus confulto ne quid detrimenti caperet 
 rerpublica. Praetores Bacchanalibus detecYis, ex 
 juflu confulum, fceleratorum magnam turbam 
 necari jufTerunt 1 : de hac re autem prius latum. 
 ad plebem fuiffe T. Livius memoriae prodidit. 
 Nulla vero lex conftans et perpetua fuit ut cri- 
 minis caufa in judicium adducti cives Romani 
 necarentur. 
 
 Ut cives qui nihil tale meruerant in exilium 
 adigerentur viribus inimicorum faepe faftum 
 eft : faepe peflimi et perditiffimi fponte exula- 
 barit. Ciceronem ex lege duriffima et quae 
 faclo pofterior fuit, ab invidia faftionis expul- 
 fum exilio voluntario patria caruille omnes 
 norunt : cum decretum erat ut iili qui necaviflet 
 cives Romanes, fine caufa ad populum delata, 
 aqua et igne interdiceretur. 
 
 Qu^ae tamen res ipfa probat non folum de 
 necandis reis ut antea diximus iiluifle leges, 
 apud Romanos, perditiffimis licet ; verum etiam 
 ne quemquam quidem facile et nili obliqua 
 atque ex caufa lege lata in exilium adigi. 
 
 Civem Romanum in ordinem redigendi et 
 capitis diminutione infamem multandi cenfores 
 
 potefta-
 
 
 
 jioteftatem habuere. In furtis manifeflis 
 druplum ut folveretur damnabatur reus j in 
 non apertisi ubi in ipfo furto faciendo non eft 
 deprenfus duplum folvere tenebatur: fi apud 
 quemvis ab alio furtum ft faclum alienae reij 
 duplum folvere tenebatur qui negligenter cufto- 
 dierat, quafi ipfe vel fui furtum fecerint. 
 
 Tarn leves fuere poenae, tarn mites iegunt 
 Ilomanarum minae, quafi Humanitas ipfa ma- 
 giftratuum fafces fecurefque portaffet, ut potius 
 veneratiohe legum et virtutis amore, quam 
 fervili fuppliciorum formidine liberi homines 
 regerentur. 
 
 Anglorum leges, quae tantis laudibus ef- 
 feruntur, calamo flillante fanguine fcriptas 
 fuifle videntur. Quantum diftat a Rom an a 
 libertate libertas civium, quorum capitalibus 
 fuppliciis quotidie exercentur carnifieum riianus ? 
 cum carcera faepe vix fufficiant reis, vix ju- 
 dices, vix laquei, et furibus fures qui eos in 
 mortem trahant. Num liberi cives alii ab aliis 
 tarn longo intervallo diftare videntur ? hoccine 
 hominum moribus et ingeniis an legibus tri- 
 buendum videtur ? quippe quibus fecundum 
 floicam difciplinam imparia deli(5la paribus 
 fuppliciis coercentur.
 
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 Quaenam caufa videtur efle ut civKim ml* 
 merus cum magno detrimento reipublicae apud 
 nos diminuitur quotidie, nifi quod leges noftrac 
 quiddam Gothicum et Barbarum fapiunt ; cum 
 non minus propter furta leviffima quam prop- 
 ter latrocinia et unumquodque atrociflimum cri- 
 minis genus idem diftrictus gladius capitibus 
 reorum Temper impendet ? In capitis periculum 
 adduci non potuit civis Romanus nifi lege lata 
 ad populum, ut de ea re nova quaeftio haberetur - f 
 qualis erat Clodio interfecto a Milone : vaffallos 
 autem miferos perire dominorum faevitiae maxi- 
 me convenit : neque mirandum eft leges in eo 
 flatu regni, et eo tempore conditas quo omnia 
 paucorum dominorum ditioni et infolentiae fub- 
 jefta erant, non folum de poenis capitalibus 
 verum etiam de caeteris rebus multa inflituifTe 
 quae a perfeftae libertatis linea penitus rece- 
 dunt. 
 
 In fucceflionibus ab inteftato qualem a.equl- 
 tatem oftendit Jus Romanum ? proxime enim 
 ad naturam accedit, et ad earn caritatem qua 
 omnes liberi a parentibus diliguntur, aut dili- 
 gendi funt. Cum jus civile minime diftinguit 
 fucceffionem in agros pat^rnos a fucceflione in 
 bona mobilia, fequitur certe vocem naturalis 
 acjmonentis fcilicet ornnes liberos 
 
 dignos
 
 dignos efie ut in haereditatem defuncli patris 
 pariter fuccedant : ni fmt emancipati vel in 
 alienam familiam adoptati. Quanto autem 
 civium induftriae virtutifque impedimenta eft 
 in legibus noftris, ut filius natu maximus prae- 
 dia et agros paternos folus poffideat, exclufis 
 fratribus et fororibus paupertate gravi et con- 
 temptu laborantibus ? haeccine leges aequae ? 
 liberae civitati, an vaflallis et fervili ingenio 
 magis accommodatae ? quid enim harum legum 
 latores animo propofuifTe videntur, nifi ut ex 
 arbitrio dominorum et paucorum infclentia in 
 miferos vaflallos imperia exercerentur facilius ! 
 cum multiplicatis fervitiis optimates ipfi non 
 nifi vaiTalli majores erant, quibus permiflum eft 
 in minores faevire. 
 
 Sed ut nihil intactum relinqueretur, quin om- 
 nia jura naturae legum feudalium ingenium 
 everteret, ut pofteris monumento fit qui difce- 
 rent ex variis fuperbientis potentiae veftigiis 
 quibus modis vaflallos infelices ludificavit do- 
 minorum arbitrium, eadem regula fuccedendi 
 non Temper locum obtinuit, neque obtinet in 
 legibus noftris. Cum in quibufdam locis mos 
 dominis erat ut virgines nubentes vaflallis a 
 domino vitiarentur, indignum hominibus fa- 
 sinus atque infimae fervitutis fignum, impetra- 
 
 bant
 
 [ '45 ] 
 
 bant vafTalli ut jus fucceflionis in praedia pa- 
 terna filio natu minor! concederetu.r, fcilicet ut 
 cujufque fuus vere films adiret haereditatem 
 patris, quod aequum fuit : fed ut caeteri liberi 
 contra naturam negligerentur minime opcrtuit. 
 Haec et multa alia ejufdem generis in legibus 
 noftris inftituta a fervitute orta funt : de- 
 ficit tempus ut dicamus omnia : facia cefTant, 
 manent autem fact or urn veftigia, et mutatis 
 moribus minime mutantur leges ; ergo liberi 
 homines penitus libero jure non utimur, neque 
 in omnibus rebus ufque ad hunc diem afle- 
 quuntur naturalem aequitatem Anglorum leges 
 moribus barbarorum implicitae ; exinde fit jus 
 impar, nee fibi conftans fyftema, ingens veluti 
 aedificium ex materia diverfa diverfis temporibus 
 extructum. 
 
 De pupillis et minoribus aetate ab injuria 
 protegendis quam recle ftatuit jus civile ? in re 
 teflamentaria quanta fapientia ? veluti enim 
 parens mitior jus civile liberis confuluit ut 
 legitimam portionem adipifcerentvir exhaeredati 
 licet, neque exhaeredarentur omnino nifi nomi- 
 natim. De legitima portione filent leges noftrae, 
 quae neceflario dividiturj quia feudum unum 
 et indivifum erat, et totius juris noftri uti 
 monftravimus ingenium feudale eft, 
 
 L u&
 
 [ i 4 6 ] 
 
 Jus civile, quod aequum fane fuit, ingens 
 privilegium teftamenti faciendi limitibus ita co- 
 ercebat: atque utinam jus noftrum fie fraenis 
 animos hominum temper aflet, cumiftoprivilegio 
 quotidie non pauci abutuntur, ut funt ingenio 
 duro, a fuis alieni, et ad mutandum procliviores. 
 
 In rem ullam jus mortuo competere rerum 
 natura prohibet, verum ut voluntas defunfti 
 poft mortem rata habeatur leges civiles, atque 
 noftrae, ex imitatione civilium, conceflerunt, uti- 
 litatis reipublicae et induftriae augendae caufa: 
 poteflate autem faciendi teftamenti, omni limite 
 remoto, faepius datur locus faevitiae exercendae 
 quam demonftrandae benevolentiae, vel ob bene- 
 ficia accepta referendae gratiae. 
 
 De rebus tarn variis tot et tarn fapientibus 
 decifiombus abundat jus civile, ut nihil pend 
 intaclum pofteris reliquit, non enim folum 
 controverfiis privatorum verum etiam gravifli- 
 mis gentium certaminibus dirimendis confulu- 
 it ; leges Rhodiorum de rebus maritimis imi- 
 tatur ; quicquid ad legationes, quicquid ad 
 publica jura gentium attinet, in tabulis fuis 
 complectitur ; eo igitur in maritimis negotiis 
 et commerciis vel inviti utimurj quippe quo 
 omnes utuntur Europae gentes : jus civile 
 auclorem quoque fcquimur, et ducem aequitatis 
 
 in
 
 in legibus noftris illuflrandis, ut ratio legum 
 fuppleatur ; regulas enim et axiomata juris 
 civilis veluti voces fancliflimi oraculi fcriptores 
 optimi de legibus noftris acceperunt: fed five 
 ingrato et malevolo animo, five incuria et negli- 
 gent! a faftum eft, non raro difcipuli praecep- 
 toris obliti funt, neque honorem fuum ciiique 
 tribuere didicerunt : cum ex fonte juris civilis 
 pene omnis aequitas juris noftri, quanquam non 
 aperte id confitentur plerique, derivatur. 
 
 Aemulum arma Britannorum vix patiuntur, 
 jus Anglicanum ferre nequit j fi tamen decifio- 
 num ratio, fi vaftus, et pene omnes cafus in 
 fe continens campus, fi gravitas, fi pondus, 
 fi brevitas ftylique perfpicuitas quid habeant 
 quod commendent, noftris invitis licet, exteris 
 fpbnte plaudentibus, commendant haec omnia 
 Jus Romanum. 
 
 Jus civile rebus magis quam verbis dediturrv 
 ineptiis verborum fuam ipfiiis dignitatem vix 
 unquam minuere videtur : puduit enim tantae 
 iubtilitatis, cum cives Romani fy 11 abas aucupari 
 dedecori exiftimabant, et juris confulti, non 
 captiofae fcientiae periti voluerunt efle. 
 
 Compares ftylum duodecim tabularum, cum 
 
 noftris ftatutis; illius quanta brevitas, quanta 
 
 perfpicuitas ! haec vero quam obfcura, prolixa ! 
 
 L 2 Com-
 
 [ , 4 8 ] 
 
 Compares ftylum legum Graecarum, quas ad 
 mufices rationes concinnatas et cantu recitatas 
 fuifle memoriae proditur, ut animo altius infi- 
 gerentur ; breviflimas fuifle minime dubitan- 
 dum eft. Compares ftylum pandeftarum, et 
 juris confultorum Romanorum cum ftylo eorum 
 qui de jure municipali hujufce regni plerumque 
 fcripferunt, qui in faece quotidiani fermonis 
 verfantur, quafi juris fcientia, ut verbis utar 
 fcriptoris Romani de caufis corruptae eloquen- 
 tiae, circumcifa et amputata, fine apparatu, 
 fine honore, pene dixerim fine ingenuitate dif- 
 catur, velut una ex fordid iflimis artificiis. 
 
 Si comparand orationem graviflimam eorum 
 hominum, qui lingua Romana adhuc florente, 
 fcripferunt, atque in ea aetate cum humanitatis 
 fludia juris fcientiae lucem attulerunt, (i nos 
 nimia fecuritate vinccndi frui peilimefcant qui 
 a nobis diflentiunt, omifla omni quaeftione 
 de temporibus antiquis, ad tempora pofteriora 
 aecedant ; cum fcriptoribus plerifque de jure 
 Angliae hodiernos fcriptores de jure civili con- 
 feramus ; nonne hi rationem ipfam arripere vi- 
 dentur, illi facpe rationis umbram per ambages 
 fequi ? argumentis rerum fanis ex naturae caftris 
 hi armati procetlcre ? illi ex analogiae fallacis 
 arce et fubtilitatis latcbris, innumerabili cita^ 
 
 tionum
 
 t 149 ] 
 
 tionum multitudine fepti, infidias veritati ftru- 
 ere ? quafi feries errorum veterum errores iio- 
 vos confecraret, aut fubtilis diftin&io ex fa- 
 vore partium fortafle imprimis introducra ra- 
 tionem juris fuperaret, ct exemplo vitiis imi- 
 tabili in perpetuum deciperet : in diverfas par- 
 tes igitur jus fcriptum atque aequitas diftra- 
 huntur ; leges valent, hoc eft verba et exempla, 
 ratio autem legum negligitur, cum etiam ipfa 
 aequitas quae vocatur contra juris fcripti regulas 
 nequit decernere; hinc oriuntur juris fcientiae 
 contemptus, et fordes, et odium quae omnia offi- 
 ciunt reipublicae - t cum homines linguam myf- 
 ticam juris veluti abfurdam et vultum veto 
 coopertum et rident et afpernanturj ergo jus 
 fummum fummam clamant efle injuriam, et 
 caufidicoruni cohortes praedonibus fimiles efle 
 putant, qui in fortunas civium incurrunt : non 
 ita Manilios, non ita Scaevolas in odio ha- 
 buere cives Romani, fumma autem veneratione 
 t officiis profecuti funt ; apud quos domus 
 juris confulti oraculum fuit totius civitatis, ubi, 
 non fordidiflimi lucelli fed honoris et autorita- 
 tis augendae caufa, refponfurus clientibus, fe-r 
 debat in veftibulo, veluti in templo facratiffimo, 
 pontifex Jujflitiae. 
 
 Dq
 
 C 5 ] 
 
 DC flylo juris Romani dhTerentibus libet ob- 
 fervare quibus exordiis fere utitur. Cum ah 
 omni fpecie injuftitiae abhorret jus civile, nee 
 quidquam recipit quod iniquum, abfurdum, vel 
 incaflum, quod turpe, vel a bona fide alie- 
 num videtur, his praefationibus quafi pro-* 
 logus alloquitur, <c non eft aequum. " nulla 
 juris ratio. " boni viri arbitratu. " nemo eft 
 qui nefcitj" talibus orationibus Jus Romanum 
 animos hominum conciliat, permulcet, fuadet, 
 exorat, et videtur quafi timuhTc ne minus 
 feipfum accommodaret quam vellet perfe<5lae 
 juftitiae regulis et naturae magiftrae docu- 
 mentis. 
 
 Nunquam fane inftitutiones ullius civitatis 
 nimium appellare pofTunt ad communes fenfus 
 hominunij et naturae praecepta ; nunquam nir 
 mium brevitatis et perfpicuitatis decus, et ftyli 
 dignitatem fervare. 
 
 Qui juris fcientiam nudam, et linguam omni 
 venuftate carentem ampleftuntur, admonendi 
 videntur, ornarnento non efle opus quando res 
 ipfk- ornari negat, in docendo tamen et im- 
 perando aliquid gratiae et majeflatis inefle 
 ppfTe, quod qui fentjunt non fine caufa ad- 
 mirantur. 
 
 Ne
 
 f NMj 
 
 Ne igitur juris Romani flylum et elegantias 
 quidam defpiciant quafi inanes, cum recor- 
 dentur Mufas legum parentes fuifle, et ApoU 
 linis ftatuam in foro Romano ante oculos 
 caufas dicentium pofitam fuifle, de Marfya artes 
 Apollineas irridente poenam capientis ; intu- 
 eantur autem illos maximos viros Yorkeium, 
 Prattium, Haiium, et Mansfeldum, qui in fori 
 fubfellia notitiam et veneres Atticarum et Ro- 
 manarum artium comites adduxere. 
 
 De jure civili his dictis, ad jus canonicum 
 pergit oratio, quod fere femper apud nos eodem 
 nomine confunditur quo appellatur jus civile ; 
 ideoque juris canonici fi quid efl opprobrium, 
 five jure, five injuria, eodem quoque notatur 
 apud ignaros jus civile. Non tamen adeo 
 conjunctum eft jus civile cum canonico ut ne- 
 queat ab eo dividi, neque tarn omnino alienum 
 ut fub iifdem vexillis non aliquando militet. 
 
 Ut vero antea diclum eft, jus civile infeftum 
 et inimicunij aemulationis caufa, canonico fuit : 
 cum ut occurreretur increfcenti et indies fer- 
 penti poteftati Paparum confilium reges cepere, 
 fcilicet ut jus ecclefiafticum negotia ecclefiae fo- 
 lum attingeret, in caeteris rebus jus civile locum 
 haberet j cuique fuam provinciam fufceptam efTc 
 voluerunt. 
 
 L 4 Tanta
 
 t'S'] 
 
 Tanta tamcn ineft juri civili aequitas, ut 
 ctiam hodie in regno Papae ipfius et tribuna- 
 libus ecclefiae aliquantulum pollet ; nee mirum 
 eft, cum Cujacius ipfe profitetur jus canonicum 
 fere omnia fumpfifTe ex jure civili -, et fi quid 
 in illo praeclarum fit, ex hoc fonte id derivari ; 
 rieque illius interpretem idoneum aliquem efle 
 nifi qui fit juris civilis peritus. Maranta quo- 
 que eft eitandus, qui ex Felini canoniftae fen- 
 tentia dixit, quod fi jus canonicum in re aliqua 
 fcimis feverum efTe videretur, et jus civile majo- 
 rem aequitatis fpeciem proferre, turn etiam in 
 ecclefiae ipfius dominio jus canonicum non im- 
 perare juri civili, fed obtemperare, et fequi 
 funem pbtius quam ducere oportere. 
 
 Ne vero nimium in reliquias ecclefiaftici 
 juris faeviatur, quantulum 'in hoc regno vim 
 teneat, memc^riae noftrae infigendum eft, cum 
 municipale ju iw quidam attollunt, illud ipfum 
 cccleftafticorum hominum partim opus fuiflej 
 traditur enim in hiftoriis leges Inae, Athelftani, 
 atque" aliorum Regum ex confilio Clericorum 
 cfonditas fuifl, ' donee exinde confuetudine in- 
 veterafcerent, cum idem genus hominum faepc 
 in judicio federet, aliquando una cum laicis con- 
 jungeretur, vel fummam fedem in regiis tribu- 
 nalibus pofiideret. 
 
 Prae-
 
 [ 153 ] 
 
 Praeterea, jus canonicum quo hodie utim'ur 
 non fuam vim ja6lat derivatam ex poteftate 
 vicariis fuis a deo concefTa, ut aiunt Romani 
 pontificii fautores, fed in confuetudine hujus 
 regni, provincialibus conftitutionibus, et ftatutis 
 autoritatem tenet fatis ftabili munimento con- 
 firmatam, quod qui concutiunt imprudenter, 
 totum juris Angliae fyftema periclitari intel- 
 ligant. 
 
 Haec fatis de jure canonico quod ad vitia 
 reformanda prius introduftum fuit, cum quad 
 cenforiam poteftatem circa mores Epifcopus 
 exercuit, ut *magiftratibus vel abfentibus vel 
 praefentibus auxilio eflet. Ex libro primo co- 
 dicis Juftiniani, titulo quarto, de epifcopali au- 
 dientia, patet hanc originem laudabilem f trifle au- 
 toritatis quam habet jus canonicum j quod inter- 
 textum patriae noftrae moribus et inftitutis fuam 
 dignitatem hodie vix tuetur, et in fe recipit eodem 
 nomine confufum languens languentem autori- 
 tatem juris civilis ut eft frafta et imminuta. 
 
 Qui tamen bellum juri civili et canonico in- 
 dicunt quotidie, et curiarum ecclefiafticarum et 
 maritimarum jurifdiclioni faces admovent, ne 
 proxima ardeant debent pertimefcere. Ampliare 
 jurifdiclionem, alienam contrahere, minime pru- 
 dentis eft ; haec res enim invidiam gravifli- 
 
 mam
 
 C '54] 
 
 mam parit, omnia turbat et in incerto ponit, 
 Quaenam refpublica diu feret curias praeliantes, 
 et caufidicos, proprii lucri et auctoritatis au- 
 gendae caufa, cum detrimento alterius, in infi- 
 nitum extendentes quafi officinas r Magnum fane 
 et dignum populis, fenatibus, regibufque leges 
 reformandi opus ; expeclanda tamen funt tem- 
 pora idonea et mentes hominum, ne aegre ac- 
 cipiant res novas, fi accipere neceife eft, con- 
 eiliandae t interim quiefcant qui ne quidquam 
 quidem imperfeclum in rebus humanis fe ferre 
 pofle aiunt, et juris municipalis noftri angu- 
 ftias, ambages, et linguam myfticam et incer- 
 tam recordentur, fi libet querantur ; ferant 
 tamen paululum jura civilia profitentes, ferant 
 literas humaniores, ferant Academiam. 
 
 Vivat ergo et fplendeat, ut poteil, fi non 
 apud caeteros noftros, tamen apud vos, Acade- 
 mici, atque exteros, juris civilis fempiterna ratio; 
 ex quo fonte uberrimo aequitatis filentium et 
 defeclus inftitutarum legum fuppletur et illu- 
 flratur quotidie, apud pene oranes alios Eu- 
 ropae incolas : hujus fcientia imbuti ad forenfes 
 eaufas, ad negotia reipublicae expediti prodeunt : 
 nos autem nimium dediti noftris moribus, 
 nimium feri, et in exteras res et homines 
 ammo alieno, jus Civile minime laudamus, 
 
 vix
 
 C'55] 
 
 vix quidem patimur ; ergo neque in negdtiij 
 apud finitimos agendis valde verfamur, neque> 
 ut pro certo compertum eft, bene audimus. 
 
 Si vero cum humanioribus conjun6la literi$ 
 antiqui juris fcientia adhuc apud nos manet; 
 fi in afylo mufarum atque in hac noftra Aca* 
 demia, poftquam barbarorum manus efFugere, 
 leges imperiales et canonicae falvae verfantur, 
 atque ornamento funt, hanc gloriam vobis, 
 Academici, praecipue vendicatis, quam ex eorum 
 beneficio accepiftis, quorum liberalitate et au-^ 
 fpiciis domus haec noftra celeberrima afiurrexit, 
 ut juri civili faveatur. 
 
 Ni ergo ftaret per vos, Academici, ne pereant 
 legum civilium ftudia, quibus floret noftra difci- 
 plina, nifi in hifce ftudiis paululum ut verfaren- 
 tur noftrates res belli et commercii pofcerent, nifi 
 confuetudinibus regni et ecclefiafticae dignitati 
 antiquitus intertexta juris civilis aucloritas ne- 
 cefTariam quandam vim haberet, cum nunc 
 feorfim concludatur in brevilTimis fpatiis, et 
 ab invadente manu curiarum municipalium 
 indies magis magifque coarctetur, interituram 
 omnino hujufce juris apud nos fcientiam per- 
 fuafum habeo. 
 
 Reficit tamen me recreatque juris civilis 
 fatum deplorantem, florentiflimus hie coetus 
 
 aedef-
 
 acdefque fanctiffimae ; ubi non foluitl quaecun-* 
 quc apud Romanes Graecofque homines flo- 
 ruerunt humaniores artes, excoluntur, fed ubi 
 juris civilis Scientia, profuga quail et exulans, 
 vos precatur, ut hie maneat falva ; vocem ejus 
 videor audire, Academici, exorantis, fi ex vobis 
 aliqui ad fora alia fint^hinc emigraturi, fi in 
 fubfelliis hoftilibus et fibi infeftis cum fumma 
 laude olim verfaturi, ne fitis fui immemores ; 
 pietatem veftram pofcit parentis porrecla manus ; 
 gaudet ilia cum veftra gloria fuam efle conjunc- 
 tara : neque fane fieri potefl ut contemptui jus 
 illud unquam habeatur, eujus doclrina, et in 
 cujus cunabulis, poflera aetas recoi dabitur, Aca- 
 demici, vos fuiile imbutos, fuifTe cnutritos. 
 
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