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 Ode, inscribed to John Howard
 
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 ODE, 
 
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 JOHN HOWARD, Esq. F.R.S. 
 
 AUTHOR OF 
 
 '^ The State of Englijh and Foreign Prifons, 
 
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 Tlchscriv svffeSv^i zovoi. Euripides. 
 
 By WILLIAM HAYLEY, Escu 
 
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 FAV'RITE of Heaven, and friend of Earth! 
 Philanthropy, benignant Power ! 
 Whofe fbns difplay no doubtful worth, 
 The pageant of the pafling hour ! 
 Teach me to paint, in deathlefs fbng, 
 Some darling from thy filial throng, 
 Whofe deeds no party-rage infpire. 
 But fill th' agreeing world with one defire. 
 To echo his renown, refponfive to my lyre ! 
 
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 Ah ! whither lead'ft thou ? — whence that figh ? 
 What found of woe my bofbm jars ? 
 Why pafs, where Milery's hollow eye 
 Glares wildly thro' thofe gloomy bars ? 
 Is Virtue funk in thele abodes, 
 Where keen Remorfe the heart corrodes ; 
 Where Guilt's bale blood with frenzy boils, 
 And Blalphemy the mournful fcene embroils ? — 
 From this infernal gloom my fhudd'ring foul recoils. 
 
 But whence thofe fiidden facred beams ? 
 OpprefTion drops his iron rod ! 
 And all the bright'ning dungeon feems 
 To fpeak the prefence of a God. 
 Philanthropy's defcending ray 
 DifTufes unexpe«^ed day ! 
 Lovelieft of angels ! — at her fide 
 Her favourite votary flands ; — her Englifh pride, 
 Thro' Horror's manfions led by this celeftial guide. 
 
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 Hall ! generous Howard ! tho' thou bear 
 A name which Glory's hand {ublime 
 Has blazon'd oft, with guardian care, 
 In characters that fear not Time ; 
 For thee fhe fondly (preads her wings ; 
 For thee from Paradiie Ihe brings, 
 More verdant than her laurel bough, 
 Such wreaths of facred Palm, as ne'er till now 
 The frniling Seraph twin'd around a mortal brow. 
 
 That Hero's * praife fhall ever bloom, 
 Who ihielded our inflilted coaft ; 
 And launch'd his light'ning to conlume 
 The proud Invader's routed hoft. 
 Brave perils rais'd his noble name : 
 But thou deriv'ft thy matchle{s fame 
 From (cenes, where deadlier danger dwells j 
 Where fierce Contagion, with affright, repels 
 Valor's advent'rous ftep from her malignant cells 
 
 * Charles Howard, Earl of Nottingham. 
 
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 Where in the dungeon's loathfbme fhade^ 
 The fpeechlefs Captive clanks his chain, 
 With heartlefs hope to raife that aid 
 His feeble cries have call'd in vain : 
 Thine eye his dumb complaint explores; 
 Thy voice his parting breath reftores ;. 
 Thy cares his ghaftly vifage clear 
 From Death's chill dew, with many a clotted tear. 
 And to his thankful foul returning life endear. 
 
 What precious Drug, or ftronger Charm, 
 Thy conftant fortitude infpires 
 In fcenes, whence, muttering her alarm,, 
 Med'cine *, with felfifh dread, retires ? 
 Nor Charm, nor Drug, difpel thy fears : 
 Temperance, thy better guard, appears : 
 For thee I fee her fondly fill 
 Her cryftal cup from Nature's purefl: rill; 
 Chief nouriilier of life ! beft antidote of ill ! 
 
 * MiiQlibat tacito Medecina tiraore. Lucretius. 
 
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 I fee the hallow'd fhade of Hales *, 
 Who felt, like thee, for human woe, 
 And taught the health-diffufing gales 
 Thro' Horror's murky cells to blow, 
 As thy protecting angel wait ; 
 To iave thee from the ihares of Fate, 
 CommifHon'd from the Eternal Throne : 
 I hear him praife, in wonder's warmefl: tone, 
 The virtues of thy heart, more adive than his own 
 
 * Stephen Hales, minifter of Teddington : he died at the age of 84, 1761 ; 
 and has been juftly called " An ornament to his profcffion, as a clergyman, 
 " and to his country, as a philofopher." I had the happinefs of knowing this 
 excellent man, when I was v^ery young ; and well remember the v/arm glow 
 of benevolence which ufed to animate his countenance, in relating the fuccefs 
 of his various projcfts for the benefit of mankind. I have frequently heard 
 him dwell with great pleafure on the fortunate incident which led him to the 
 difcovery of his Ventilator, to which I have alluded. — He had ordered a new 
 floor for one of his rooms j his carpenter not having prepared the work fo foon 
 as he expedted, he thought the feafon improper for laying down new boards, 
 when they were brought to his houfe, and gave orders for their being de- 
 pofned in his barn ; — from their accidental pofition in that place, he caught 
 his firft idea of this ufcful invention. 
 
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 Thy foul lupplies new funds of health 
 That fail not, in the trying hour, 
 Above Arabia's fpicy wealth 
 And Pharmacy's reviving power. ■ 
 The tranfports of the generous mind, 
 Feeling its bounty to mankind, . 
 Infpirit every mortal part ; 
 And, far more potent than precarious art, 
 Give radiance to the eye, and vigor to the heart. 
 
 Bleft Howard ! who like thee can feel 
 This vital ipring in all its force ? 
 New ftar of philanthropic zeal ; 
 Enlight'ning nations in thy courie ! 
 And fhedding Comfort's heavenly dew 
 On meagre Want's deferted crew ! 
 Friend to the wretch, whom friends difclaim. 
 Who feels ftern Juftice, in his familh'd frame, 
 A perlecuting fiend beneath an angel's name. 
 
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 Authority ! unfeeling power, 
 Whofe iron heart can coldly doom 
 The Debtor, drag'd from Pleafure's bower. 
 To ficken in the dungeon's gloom 1 
 O might thy terror-ftriking call, 
 Profufion's ions alone enthrall 1 
 But thou canft Want with Guilt confound : 
 Thy bonds the man of virtuous toil fiirround, 
 Driven by malicious Fate within thy dreary bounds 
 
 How favage are thy ftern decrees ? 
 Thy cruel minifter I fee 
 A weak, laborious vidlim (eize. 
 By worth entitled to be free ! 
 Behold, in the afflicting ftrife. 
 The faithful partner of his life. 
 In vain thy ruthlels fervant court, • 
 To (pare her little children's Ible fupport. 
 Whom this terrific form has frighten'd from their Iport. 
 
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 Nor weeps fhe only from the thought, 
 Thoie infants muft no longer (hare 
 His aid, whofe daily labour bought 
 The pittance of their fcanty fare. 
 The horrors of the loathlbme jail 
 Her inly-bleeding heart aflail : 
 E'en now her fears, from fondnefs bred, 
 See the loft partner of her faithful bed 
 Drop, in that murd'rous fcene, his pale, expiring head. , 
 
 Take comfort yet in thefe keen pains, 
 Fond mourner ! check thy gufhing tears ! 
 The duno-eon now no more contains 
 Thofe perils which thy fancy fears : 
 No moi-e Contagion's baleful breath 
 Speaks it the hideous cave of Death : 
 Howard has planted fafety there ; 
 Pure mJnifter of light 1 his heavenly care 
 Has purg'd the damp of Death from that polluted air. 
 
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 His Care, exulting Britain found 
 Here firft dlfplay'd, not here confin'd I 
 No fingle tra6l of earth could bound 
 The a6live virtues of his mind. 
 To all the lands, where'er the tear, 
 That mourn'd the Prifbner's wrongs fevere, 
 Sad Pity's glift'ning cheek impearl'd. 
 Eager he fteer'd, with every fail unfurl'd, 
 A friend to every clime ! a Patriot of the World ! 
 
 Ye nations thro' whofe fair domain 
 Our flying fbns of joy have paft, 
 By Pleaiure driven with loofen'd rein, 
 AftoniOi'd that they flew fo fafl ! 
 How did the heart- Improving fight 
 Awake your wonder and delight, 
 When, in her unexampled chace. 
 Philanthropy outftript keen Pleafure's pace, 
 When with a warmer foul fhe ran a nobler race ! 
 
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 Where-e'er her generous Briton went, 
 Princes his fupplicants became : 
 He feeni'd the enquiring angel, lent 
 To Icrutlnize their lecret fhame *. 
 Captivity, where he appear'd, 
 Her languid head with tranfport rear'd ; 
 And gazing on her godlike gueft, 
 Like thole of old, whom Heaven's pure lervant bleft. 
 E'en by his fhadow leem'd of demons diipoileft. 
 
 Amaz'd her foreign children cry, 
 Seeing their patron pals along ; 
 " O ! who is he, whole daring eye 
 Can learch into our hidden wrong: i* 
 What monarch's Heaven-dire£led mind. 
 With royal bounty unconfin'd, 
 Has tempted Freedom's fbn to fhare 
 Thefe perils ; learching with an angel's care 
 Each cell of dire Diieafe, each cavern of Deipair ?" 
 
 * I am credibly informed that feveral Princes, or at leafl perfons in autho- 
 thority, requefted Mr. Howard not to publifh a minute account of fome pri- 
 fons, which reflected difgrace on their government. 
 
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 No monarch's word, nor lucre's luft, 
 Nor vain ambition's reftlefs fire, 
 Nor ample power, that facred truft ! 
 His life-diffufmg toils inlpire : 
 Rous'd by no voice, fave that whofe cries 
 Internal bid the foul arife 
 From joys, that only (eem to blels, 
 From low purfuits, which little minds poflels, 
 To Nature's nobleft aim, the Succour of Diftrefs ! 
 
 Taught by that God, in Mercy's robe, 
 Who his coeleftial throne refign'd, 
 To free the prifbn of the globe 
 From vice, th' opprefTor of the mind ! 
 For thee, of mifery's rights bereft, 
 For thee. Captivity ! he left 
 Fair Fortune's lap, who, far from coy. 
 Bade him with fmilcs his golden hours employ 
 In her delicious bower, the feftive fcene of joy ! 
 
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 While to thy virtue's utmofl fcope 
 I boldly ftrive my aim to raife 
 As high as mortal hand may hope 
 To llioot the glittering * fhaft of Praife f 
 Say! Howard, (ay! what may the Mufe, 
 Whofe melting eye thy merit views, 
 What guerdon may her love defign ? 
 What may fhe aik for thee, from Power Divine, 
 Above the rich rewards which are already thine ? 
 
 Sweet is the joy when Science flings 
 Her light on philofophlc thought ; 
 When Genius, with keen ardor, iprings 
 To clafp the lovely truth he fought : 
 Sweet is the joy, when Rapture's fire 
 Flows from the fpirit of the lyre ; 
 When Liberty and Virtue roll 
 Spring-tides of fancy o'er the poet's foul. 
 That waft his flying bark thro' feas above the pole. 
 
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 Sweet the delight, when the gall'd heart 
 Feels Confblatlon's lenient hand 
 Bind up the wound from Fortune's dart 
 With Friendfhip's life-fupportlng band f 
 And fweeter ftill, and far above 
 Thefe fainter joys, when pureft Love 
 The foul his willing captfve keeps ! 
 When he in blifs the melting fpirit fteeps, 
 Who drops delicious tears, and wonders that he weeps ! 
 
 But not the brighteft joy, which Arts, 
 In floods of mental light, beftow ; 
 Nor what firm Friendlhip's zeal imparts, 
 Bleft antidote of bittereft woe !• 
 Nor thole that Love's fweet hours difpenfc. 
 Can equal the ecftatic fenle. 
 When, fwelling to a fond excefs. 
 The grateful prailes of reliev'd diftrefs, 
 Re-echoed thro' the heart, the foul of Bounty blefi. 
 
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 Thefe tranfports, in no common ftate, 
 Supremely pure, fublimely ftrong, 
 Above the reach of envious fate, 
 Bleft Howard ! thefe to thee belong: 
 While years encreafing o'er thee roll, 
 Long may this funfliine of the foul 
 New vigor to thy frame convey 1 
 Its radiance thro' thy noon of life diiplay, 
 And with ferenefl: light adorn thy clofmg day ! 
 
 And when the Power, who joys to fave, 
 Proclaims the guilt of earth forgiven j 
 And calls the prifoners of the grave 
 To all the liberty of Heaven : 
 In that bright day, whoie wonders blind 
 The eve of the aftoniOi'd mind ; 
 When life's glad angel fliall refume 
 His ancient fway, announce to Death his doom, 
 And from exigence drive that tyrant of the tomb : 
 
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 In that bleft hour, when Seraphs fing 
 The triumphs gain'd in human ftrlfe ; 
 And to their new aflbciates brinof 
 The wreaths of everlafting life : 
 May 'ft thou, in Glory's hallo w'd blaze, 
 Approach the Eternal Fount of Praife, 
 With thoie who lead the angelic van, 
 Thofe pure adherents to their Saviour's plan, 
 Who liv'd but to relieve the Mileries of Man 1 
 
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