Jl > )> *>* mm^ V^M ' > )''X>' ^| i ) >- >->> ?**& i>y/'^>3Jt>3S)>> >A>^ ^>.J? ?>P4>> S ) r ,-v-ft ^"TeSm > ;dT$3! THE LIBRARY OF THE UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA LOS ANGELES FREDERIC THOMAS BLANCHARD ENDOWMENT FUND POEMS O N VARIOUS SUBJECTS, B Y H E N R T N O R R I S. CORPORE IN UNO FRIGIDA PUGNABANT CALIDIS. OVID. T A U N T O N: PRINTED BY' WILLIAM NORRIS, MDCCLXXIV. PR #1* 2 *I* N *** J *I* ^ *I* S *** 1 : I : i *** i : I * 1 * THE PREFACE. A S I have not the vanity, to found any par- ticular claim to the attention of the world, on the merit of the following poems-, fo have I not the humility, to ejleem them altogether un- worthy the public regard. From a confcioufnefs of their many inaccuracies, I am but too fenjibk of the feverity I am to expect from the more rigorous difpenfers of critical jujlice: Tet am / not without hopes, that, if there be found fome pieces in the collection, which arife not to the Jiandard of real merit, there are others, that 'will fafs the critics fcale, with honourable ap- probation. probation. But not to injift on any fancied ex- cellence p , which, from the natural partiality of an author ) I may fondly imagine them to be poffejjed of, I foall fubmit the prefent work to the deci- Jion of the public; rather indeed as the labours of a juvenile mufe, than as any great effort of genius. FRIENDSHIP, ARACYNTHA, and the EPITHALAMIC ODE, were written at the age of nineteen : Many of the lighter compojitiom are the attempts of a yet earlier period. From this confideration will the fair critic form a confequent judgment of thefe productions. If any flagrant enormities have efcaped my pen, they are the crimes of youth. And here let me modeflly recommend myfelf to the clemency of the court, in the hum- ble petition of the comic bard. ' Facite, squanimitas ' Poetas ad fcribendum augeat induftriam. ' At ( vii ) At leaft, chaflife me with lenity. I am not fo addicted to the vice of fcribbling, but that a little gentle correction may yet reclaim me. With regard to the COURT OF MOMUS, the federal charaSleriftic fpeeches are either a mere 'verification of fome pajjage in their re- fpeftive originals, or written in profejjed imita- tion of the peculiar manner and turn of each. As to their moral propriety, I am aware, that fome of the more ferious part of my readers will be apt to except againjl them: But, having nei- ther leifure nor inclination to enter into a regu- lar defence of thefe youthful ' levities, I fhall advance ?io other plea in apology for my ufe of them, than what HORACE clearly fuggejls, in the motto I have employed on this occafwn. They are the ' verae voces ' of nature. Others, Others, again, who /save a particular tajie for divine poetry, may be difpkafed with the pre- fect collection, as not affording them a Jingle gratification. Indeed, I have purpofely declined in- ferting any thing of that nature, to avoid a far heavier imputation, than any fuch omiffion can pojjibfy draw upon me. It mnft be acknowledged, that ' A JOVE principium, mufas, ' (to borrow a little religion from the heathen world,) may be conftrued into an excellent and ufeful lej/bn. The young bard cannot begin his Jludies more happi- ly, than under the aujpices of fuch a patron-, nor is it more than jiift, that the primitial labours of the mufe foo'uld be de-voted to the praifes of that pure and eternal Helicon, from the infpi- ration of whofe Jlr earns Jhe derives all the jire of her genius, and all the vigour of her wing. Tet, let me add, in the prefent cafe, fuch com- pojitions pofitions muft be highly inadmtffibk. When a work has the leajl tendency to humour, the introduc- tion of any thing, that bears a facred ft amp, is an impropriety bordering on profanation. Without doubt, they both have their attractions; but then thefe attractions muft be regarded feparately . We may admire the beauty and grandeur of the fub- lime; we may be charmed with the fpirit and freedom of the ludicrous: But, ( Non bene conveniunt, nee in una fede mo- 4 rantur ; ' they will not admit of any intimate connection. T^his however is a delicacy not always attended to: Nay, fo juftly may we affirm the contrary, that I have feen a paraphrafe from the pro- phecy of ISAIAH actually printed in the fame work with an obfcene imitation of CHAUCER. Surely to a mind poffejjed of the leaft degree of reflection, a mixture fo incongruous muft appear b equally ( * ) equally ridiculous and difgujlful. But I am writing a differtation, where a few necejjary Jtritfures were alone intended. I cannot conclude, without tejlifying the high fenfe I have of the obligations conferred on me, by thofe ladies and gentlemen, who have favoured me with their fubfcriptions . They may ever de- pend on my warmejl and moji cordial acknow- ledgments. T A U N T O N, SEPT. 26, 1774. OF THE SUBSCRIBERS. A IR Thomas Dyke Acland, Bart. 7 Books t Mifs S Adams, Minehead, Mr. Thomas Adams, Martock, Mrs. Allercott, Dunfter, Mr. Anderdon, Taunton, William Anftice, Surgeon, Wellington, Mifs Archer, Walthamftow, Eflex, Mr. Harbin Arnold, Somerton, - John Afii, Carter Lane, London, Robert Averay, Tiverton, Nathaniel Smith Averay, ditto. B James Bernard, Efq; Crowcomb, Robert Blake, Efq; Afti Prior, Matthew Brickdale, Efq; M. P. Thomas Brown, Efq; Place Street. Rev. Mr. Baker, Langford, " Blake, Crewkerne, b 2 Rev. Rev. Mr. Blake, St. Decumans, Air. Badcock, Taunton, 10 Book, Baldon, Taunton, Philip Ball, Minehead, Bampfield, Langport, Jofeph Banbury, Tiverton, Samuel Beadon, Pitmifter, William Beale, Bewdley, Bindon, Taunton, Bifhop, Merton College, Oxon, Roger Blake, Nether Stowey, John Bluett, Taunton, Gylbert Bluett, Jun. ditto, Buckland Bluett, Exeter College, Oxon, Mifs Mary Bonnell, Martock, Mr. John Booby, Axminfler, Bovet, Wellington, Bowden, Stokes Croft, Briftol, John Bowering, Wellington, Braddon, Exeter College, Oxon, Lemuel Bradley, Dunfter, Mifs Brice, Selworthy, Mr. Hippifley Brice, London, William Bridge, Somerton, Francis Sealy Bridge, Wellington, Richard Bright, Charter Houfe, London, Broadfoot, Honiton, Brooks, Taunton, Mifs Brown, Kingfton, Mr. Samuel Brown, Corfe, John Brown, Chorley Green, near Chard, William Brown, ditto, George Brown, Black Friars, London, Brutton, Cullompton, James Bryant, Taunton, Jofhua Bryant, ditto, Robert Bryant, Bridgwater, James Bryant, ditto, William Bryant, Corpus Chrifti College, Oxon, Bullen, Chillington, Mr. Mr. Bult, Cullompton^ Mrs. Buncombe, Bifhops Hull, Mr. John Buncombe, Apothecary, Taunton, Robert Buncombe, TrulJ, William Buncombe, Jun. 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Mr. Gapper, Pitmifter, 2 Booh, Goodwin, Taunton, Mr. Edmund Gapper, Charlton, 4 Booh, Gardiner, Taunton, Giftord, Wellington, Mifs Glendening, Honiton, Mrs. Goldfworthy, Taunton, Mifs Anne Gorton, Tiverton, Mr. William Govet, ditto, Graunt, Spaxton, George Green, Bifhops Lydeard, Gregory, Minehead, Grove, Taunton, Grub, Bifhops-Gate Street within, London, Thomas Guppy, Coomb St. Nicholas. H John Halliday, Efq; Taunton, Edmund Trowbridge Halliday, Efqj ditto, Benjamin Hammet, Efq; ditto, 6 Booh, George Hayman, Efq; Minehead, Rev. Mr. Hammond, Lydeard St. Lawrence, Hine, Bifhops Hull, Hobbs, Coflington, Mrs. Haddon, Kingfton, Mrs. Halliday, Taunton, Mifs Halliday, ditto, Mr. Ham, ditto, Hammet, Chard, Philip Hancock, Lydeard St. Lawrence, Robert Hancock, Bridgwater, Mr. Mr. Hardwicke, Minehead, Vcre Hare, Taunton, Harries, A. B. Me'rton College, Oxon, William James Harris, Axminfter, Hafell, Wrington, John Hellings, Jun. Stawley, John Hey wood, Greenwich, James Hill, Briftol, Hinckley, Merton College, Oxon, Hoare, Jun. Taunton, Hooper, ditto, Houle, Jun. Afliill, Hunt, Bow Street, Covent Garden, London, James Hutchins, Jun. Lewes, Suflex, William Hyatt, Chard. Mr. James, Merton College, . Oxon, Mifs JefFries, Taunton, E. JefFries, ditto, Mr. Jofeph JefFries, ditto, Jenkins, Minehead, . Jones, Wellington, John Jope, Exeter College, Oxon. K James Kirkpatrick, Efq; Taunton, Mr. William Kennaway, Jun. Exeter, Kingdon, Milverton, Robert Knott, Taunton. L James Lloyd, Efq; Halfe Houfe, Henry Fownes Luttrell, Efq; M. P. 2 Boaks y John Fownes Luttrell, Efq; Dunfter Caftle, Capt. Lindfay, Rev. Mr. Langdon, Martock, . Leigh, Dunfter, Lewis, Martock, Mr. ( xvii ) Mr. Thomas Langdon, Chard, William Langdon, Tiverton, Laverance, Minehcad, Lawrence, Curry Rivel, Richard Lock, Burnham, Thomas Lock, Taunton, Jofeph Long, ditto, Mrs. Mary Anne Lutley, ditto, Mr. Chriftopher Lutley, ditto. 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Mr. Newton, late of Bifhops Lydeard, Norman, Congerlbury, Mr. Newcomen, Taunton, Noble, ditto, John Noble, ditto, Mrs. Anne Norman, ditto, Mr. Norman, ditto, John Norris, Clare Street, London, North, Staple Fitzpayne, Norton, Pembroke College, Oxon, Nourfe, Baliol College, ditto, NowelJ, Taunton, o Mr. Orpin, Bath, Thomas Owens, Tiverton. P John Periam, Efq; Taunton, James Poole, Efq; ditto, 2 Books, Alexander Popham, Efq; Bagborough, 5 Books, Rev. Mr. Peacock, Broadway, Peddle, St. Mary Hall, Oxon, 3 Booh, Pcole, Nether Stowey, Popham, Fairwater, Mr. Palmer, Blagdon, Thomas Parfons, Taunton, Jarnes Parfons, ditto, Henry Paul, Weft Monkton, Stephen Paul, ditto, Jofiah Peacock, London, George Peacock, ditto, Thomas Peacock, ditto, Thomas Pearfon, Clement's Lane, ditto, Penleaze, Five Elms, Hackney, George Penleaze, Queen Street, Cheapfide, London, Petit, Taunton, Pctten, Bifhops Hull, Mifs Mary Hay Phelps, Porlock, Mr. Henry Webber Phelps, ditto, Mr. ( xix ) Mr. Benjamin Pitt, Aldermanbury, London, - Pollard, Creech St. Michael, - John Poole, Over Stowey, - Thomas Poole, Nether Stowey, - Charles Poole, Taunton, - Prowfe, Norton Fitzwarren, Mrs. R. Pyke, Coomb St. Nicholas, Mifs Pyne, Weft Charlton, Mrs. Pyne, Weft Buckland, Mr. Pyne, Wellington. Capt. Quantock, Norton under Ham, Mr. Queftion, Minehead. R Col. Roberts, Taunton, Charles Roberts, Efq; ditto, Mr. Raikes, Glouceiter, - Rawle, Minehead, - Reed, Dunfter, - Reeves, Merton College, Oxon, - Stephen Reeves, Taunton, - James Rich, Over Stowey, - Thomas Rich, ditto, - Roberts, Rochefter, 2 Books, - Thomas Robins, Bridgwater, - Royal, Taunton. Mifs Anne Rugge, Nettlecomb, - Rufhton, Snow Hill, London, Mr. Ruflbn, Surgeon, Pembroke. S Thomas Scott, Efq ; Parliament Street, Weftminfter, John Short, Efq; Minehead, Thomas Stawell, Efq; Dulverton, H, Strangways, Efq; 3d Reg. Dragoon Guards, Capt. Smith, Rev. Mr. Skerratt, Creech St. Michael, ' - Speke, Ilminfter, c 2 Rev. Rev. Mr. Stambury, Bridgwater, Stinton, Exeter College, Oxon, Stringer, Chard, Sunderland, Cullompton, Mr. Samuel Saunders, Ilminfter, William Saunders, faun ton, Edward Scadding, Ivelchefter, . Thomas Scadding, Blagdon, Richard Scadding, Taunton, John Scot, Dulverton, Edward Sealy, Bridgwater, Seaman, Williton, Seaward, Chard, Selleck, North Petherton, Sheppard, Taunton, George Sheppard, ditto, William Sherwin, Charter Houfe, London, Shute, Prior's Wood, James Skinner, Enmore, James Slape, Norton Fitzwarren, Thomas Slocombe, Jun. Bifhops Lydeard, Mifs Charlotte Smale, Tiverton, Mr. Southey, Taunton, 7 Books, John Spiller, Lincoln's Inn, London, Thomas Spiller, Taunton, Benjamin Spiller, Jun. ditto, John Spiller, South Molton, Spilfbury, Chymift, Mount Row, Surry, John Squire, Taunton, Stack, ditto, Standard, Chard, Staple, ditto, Staple, Orchard Portman, William Stone, Taunton, Mifs Strangways, ditto, Mr. William Sealy Strangways, Jun. Charlton, 7 Books* Strong, Tiverton, Samuel Stuckey, Langport, George Stuckey, ditto, Sweeting, Taunton, John Symes, Apothecary, Bridgwater. T ( xxi ), T Lady Trevelyan, James Tripp, Efq; Petworth, Suflex, 2 Booh, John Hill Tyler, Efq; Bofton, New England, Rev. Mr. Tanner, Luckham, Tatchel, Coomb St. Nicholas, Thomas, Wellington, Toulmin, Taunton, Toms, Exeter College, Oxon, Tripp, Petworth, Suffex, 2 Books , Turner, Stogumber, Mr. Matthew Talley, Tiverton, Thomas Tanfnoth, South Molton, Robert Templeman, Merriot, Tewkefbury, Taunton, Toller, South Petherton, Towill, Taunton, Mrs. Treble, ditto, Mr. Robert Tripp, Exeter College, Oxon, 2 Books, Samuel Somner Tripp, Churchill, William Trott, Jun. Taunton, Mifs Turner, Bifhops Hull, Mr. Robert Turner, Langport. u Rev. Mr. Upton, Exeter College, Oxon. w Ifaac Welman, Efq; Poundisford, John Whitmafh, Efq; Comeytrow, Henry Whitmafh, Efq; Batts Place, Capt. Webb, Taunton, Weftrop, John Warren, M. D. Taunton, Luke Wayman, M. D. London, Rev. Mr. Ward, Taunton, Webber, Bridgwarer, Weftcott, Re&or of Trufham, Devon, 1 Weftcott, Hatch Beauchamp, 2 Books, Rev, ( xxii ) Rev. Mr. John Cope Weftcott, Upottery, Devon, 2 Boots, Wood, Tiverton, Mrs. Walker, Somerton, Mr. Wanfbrough, Taunton, Warry, Chard, 3 Books, Way, Jun. Taunton, Weech, Langport, John Weech, Jun. Tiverton, Weeks, Taunton, Mifs Weftcott, Hatch Beauchamp, Mr. Auguftine Wheadon, Chard, Whitchurch, Taunton, White, ditto, . James Whiting, London, Mrs. Whitmalh, Comeytrow, Mr. John Wilcocks, Cullompton, George Williams, Bath, John Williams, Taunton, Willyams, Exeter College, Oxon, Mifs Winter, Watchet, Mr. George Winter, Stogumber, Thomas Winter, ditto, Galhampton Winter, Taunton, Witherell, Bridgwater, Wolcot, Dartmouth, Wood, Porlock, Wood, St. Decumans, Woodford, Taunton, Woodland, Bridgwater. Mifs Youatt, Honiton. Mr. Ifaac Hunter, Black Friars, London, Mifs Jones, Philip's Plain, Briftol, Mr. Jones, King's Square, -ditto. THE ( xxiii ) ^ THE CONTENTS. /IN Epithalamic Ode. Page i A Paraphrafe of the Fifth Idyl of Moscnus. i 1 L.AURETTA Sleeping. 14 Friend/hip. Addre/ed to Mr. J. C. WEST- COTT, of Exeter College, Oxon. ' 18 The Affignation. 25 An Occafional Prologue, in Defence of the Stage. Spoken at Taunton, July 29, 1772. 27 The Sixteenth Ode of AN AC R EON imitated. 30 The Thirty-fourth Ode of ANACREON imi- tated. 32 MYRON : A P aft oral Monody. Occajioned by the Death of Mr. G. BERRY, Jun. late Organift of Taunton. 34 To NJEVIA, a fenfible, but homely Lady. 44 Happinefs. ( xxiv ) Happmefs. 45 A Picture: Or, The Praife of Uglinefs. From Sir PHILIP SIDNEY. 48 An Epitaph on an Infant. 53 ARACYNTHA: An Elegy. 55 The Lover s Cure: A Song. 65 'The Abfent Fair: A Song. 67 News from Paphos : Or, The Belles of Taunton. A Familiar Epijlle to Mr. R. T*#*p, of Exeter College, Oxon. 69 The Art of the Glafs: A Bacchic Song. 89 An Imitation of CASIMIRE to his Lute: Book II. Ode Hi. 94 A Pajloral Song. 96 Ad Dm. THOMAM PEACOCK, Sodalem: Ode Brumalis. 98 A Winter Ode: Tranjlated from the pre- ceding. By a Friend. IO i To Sleep: A Tranjlation from the Sylvan of STATIUS. 104 The Serenade: From the Second Canticle of SOLOMON. 106 The Court of MOMUS. Dejigned for the Stage. IIO AN jfx. jfx. V *<*- A N Epithalamic Ode. Dat JUNO verenda Vincula, & infignis gemina Concordia teda. STAT. I. children of the ikies, Cherub mufes, fleep no more; Rife to mirth, to joy arife, r Shake the fluggard from your eyes, And ev'ry varied grace of harmony explore. Sweetly found the warbling lyre, Softly ftrike the-chorded fhell; A With 2 POEMS. With tuneful blaft the zygian pipe infpire, And teach the breathing flute a more melodious fwell. Hark ! the voice of feftive mirth Loudly echoes from the earth. Shrill the circling founds advance, Pant on the winds, and murm'ring dance, Along the diftant more : Longer now and louder roll, Wide diverge to either pole, And wake the filent, flill expanfe, With one continuous roar. Choral children of the ikies, Rife to mirth, to joy arife. II. Avaunt ! ye fqualid fpawn of Hell ! Sick'ning Envy, Rancour keen, Jarring Feud, and jaundic'd Spleen ! Hence, POEMS. 3 Hence, ERINNYS! ATE fell! Down to Horror's gloomy cell; Nor dare difturb the feftal fcene, With ftrife's contentious yell: Hence, pining Care, fad Grief, and frantic Pain ! With moping Melancholy dwell, Or, leagu'd with Poverty, aloud complain. Hither, Mirth, thy train convey; Jocund Laughter, frolic Play, All that's fair, and all that's gay. Laurel'd PHOEBUS, and his lute, BACCHUS, and his rofy bowl; Wanton Dance, with airy foot, Pleafure thrilling through the foul. 'Tis HYMEN fummons; haile away; And hail with fongs the nuptial day. A ufpicious day ! that joins the matchlefs pair, CLEON, the wife, and RHODOPE, the fair: A 2 The 4 POEMS. The wifeft, He, of all the fylvan train; The faireft, She, that ever grac'd the plain. III. Spring, array 'd in vivid green, Smiles complacent on the day; Bids the growing tempefl ceafe, Bids ZEPHYR breathe the gale of peace, Bids all the fields be gay, And all the fkies ferene. But fee! the youthful bands advance, Sons of the fong, and daughters of the dance. O'er the gayly crouded mead, The mazy ftep they nimbly lead : Or, while the weary'd nymphs refpire, Swell the full voice, and fweep the trembling wire. Rous'd from the filence of his bed, See Thames uplift his hoary head, And POEMS. 5 And raptur'd gaze around; With oozy weeds, And nodding reeds, His aged temples crown'd. The tides their courfe no longer know, His lazy urn forgets to flow, Admiring at the fong: The waves in filent wonder ftand, Nor hear their monarch's dread command, Eager to quit their native ftrand, And join the feftal throng. IV. But ah ! what ftreams of pointed light, With beaming glory, wound the vanquifh'd fight! See the gods, the gods defcending, Down the fteep of aether tending ! See 6 POEMS. See the clouds, in waving gold, Glad their facred freight enfold ! Earth admiring, Heav'n attending, See the gods, the gods defcending ! Hither the liquid path they beat, To blefs this happy, rural feat, Seat of HYMEN, feat of Love: Hymnal ios loud be giv'n, CLEON is the care of Heav'n, RHODOPE the charge of JOVE. Happy youth, happy fair, For you fupernal guefts their bridal gifts prepare. Known to wit, to learning known, Great youth, the wreathing ivy, fee! Cynthlan PHOEBUS yields to thee: Lovely nymph of peerlefs mien, To thee religns the Paphian queen Her fafcinating zone. O'er POEMS. 7 O'er the bleft bed, fee! nuptial JUNO fways, There her bridal duty pays, There has fix'd her facred name : Young Love aloft his glowing torch difplays, And HYMEN fandifies the genial flame. V. For you, for you, tranfcendent pair, SATURN revives his rural reign; For you refumes the fceptral care, And peace and plenty breathes throughout the plain. For you gay CERES iheds her plenteous horn, Bids rifing fheaves the yellow fields adorn, And, marfhall'd fair, in order forms The golden lines of ftanding corn. LY^EUS brings the curling vine, The flowing cup, and mantling wine. Mcznalian 8 POEMS. Manalian PAN, whofe ruftic fway The fleecy fons of innocence obey, To you configns his ample reign ; Where wanton lambkins fportive play, And crouding thick the flow'ry way, Fill the vail eye, and whiten all the plain. POMONA, ruddy goddefs, fee! Richly loads the bending tree; For you matures her infant care, Gives the young plumb Its tempting bloom, And fwells with rip'ningfweets the lufcious pear. For you young FLORA rears the vernal flow'r; PLUTUS too, no longer blind, For you exerts his golden pow'r, Profufely rains the wealthy mow'r, In bleffing you, to blefs mankind. o While POEMS. 9 VI. While rival gods, in love contending, Celeftial bleflings ftrow; Amid the cloud of blifs defcending, Shall PALLAS nought bellow? Soft! the goddefs waves her hand; Be Hill, ye winds, at her command - y While thus the virgin-warrior fpeaks, And thus the lengthen'd chain of filence breaks. * Children of MINERVA'S choice, ' Heirs of Wifdom, hear my voice. ' While giant Pomp affumes the flaming car; * While mad Ambition drives the founding war; ' The cliffs of wealth while Avarice explores ; * Virtue, immortal virtue, {till be yours, * Happy the fires, from whom you fprung; * Happy the breafts, on which you fondly hung; B ' Happy, io POEMS. * Happy, in you, your native earth; ' Happy the age, that triumph'd in your birth ^ ' Happy the future mufe, whofe daring fire, ( To virtue, great as yours, fhall ftrike the found- c ing lyre. ' POEMS. u XV N/ N/ V V *V v-' S/ V V" V/ X\ ^V ^A rf^\ >"* jf^. t /*\ X> /"\ ^x ,^^ 'X A X''X x >rx x x x x x X A A PARAPHRASE OF THE Fifth Idyl of Mofchus. WHEN ocean's noify pow'rs indulge their eafe, And whittling breezes brufh the fleep- ing feas; No more the mufe afferts her wild domain, Fires all my foul, and boils in ev'ry vein; But tranquil peace foft glides acrofs my breaft, And fweetly fooths the captive mind to reft. But when the mad'ning billows foaming rife, And waves on waves ride tow'ring to the flues ; B 2 When 12 POEMS. When fwelling furges the loud roar begin, And Him the trembling ear with horrid din ; To earth's fair groves I turn an eager eye, And fwift the growing fcene of terror fly. Beneath thy {hades, fweet fpot, I fafely ftray, Where Nature fmiling opes her flow'ry way. Tho' here the rebel north with fury fwell, Rage o'er the mount, and riot in the dell; The milling pine mail wave her leafy creft, And fondly fmg the fon of care to reft. How wild a life exa&s the rimer's pain, Whofe daily labour ftems the boift'rous main! Wide o'er the deep he tempts the treach'rous way, His houfe a boat, the finny fhoal his prey: His lab'ring bark fcarce ftands the burlting tides, While the delufive chafe his toil derides. Be POEMS. 13 Be mine the lot, o'er vary'd fields to rove, Or taile the beauties of the vernal grove. Reclin'd beneath fome poplar's friendly made, Oft I invoke dull MORPHEUS' drowfy aid; Where the clear rill with wand'ring courfe pro- ceeds, O'er founding pebbles, and foft-whifp'ring reeds ; In pure meanders gently trills along, 1 Sweetly to fleep invites, with murm Nor wakes the flumb xing fenfe, babbling tongue. J rm'ring fong, I , with rudely ; ill* I Lauretta i 4 POEMS. Lauretta Sleeping. L'on crut que PHILIS etoit 1'aftre du jour. VOITURE. I. T TENCE, ye bluft'rers of the fky, Hufh'd in caverns, fleep at Wanton zephyrs, fportive fly, Waft around the cooling breeze: Softly pafs, ye breathing gales ; Softly whifper through the vales. Come, POEMS. 15 II. Come, ye gentle fylvan train, Feather'd fons of blooming May; Sweetly trill your airy flrain, Warble round the vernal lay: Lull, with fongs, my fair to reft; Sooth her care, and calm her breaft. III. See! beneath the myrtle made, Where the purple violets rife; Where the lily waves her head, See! my fair LAURETTA lies: Slumber, filent friend to care, Hovers round the fleeping fair. See! 16 P O E M S. IV. See! how proud the rofes blow! 'Tis from her they fteal their bloom; From her cheek, the crimfon glow, From her breath, the rich perfume; Odours fweeter than exhale From Arabian fragrant vale. V. Yet, LAURETTA, can'ft thou fleep, Softly lull'd by foothing dreams; While in night we anxious weep, Weep the abience of thy beams? Ah! no more avert thine eye; See! we droop, and drooping die. Late POEMS. 17 VI. Late thofe fparkling orbs of light Beam'd around the vivid ray; Now, eclips'd in fhades of night, Cheat the world of half its day: Rife, fair fun of beauty, rife; Break in luflre on our eyes. VII. Warm beneath thy genial fway, Smiling Summer jocund reigns ; Robb'd alas! of thee and day, Wintry horrors gloom the plains: Sleep, LAURETTA, fleep no morej Light and life again reftore. FRIENDSHIP. i8 POEMS. \*s \A/ ^L/ v^ 1 ^^ x^ ^^ N^ ^^ ^Aif ^fc^ 1^^ * * * ***'*** ^X x * FRIENDSHIP. Addre/ed to Mr. J. C. W E S T C O T T, Of Exeter Co/%, Oxon. Solem enim e mundo tollere videntur, qui Amicitiam e vita tolluntj qua a diis immortalibus nihil melius ha- bemus, nihil jucundius. Cic. T T THETHER reclin'd on Cfarwelt's flow'ry Or where fair Ifis rolls her watry pride; Arife, my PYLADESJ to thee I fing, To thee and Friendlhip wake tlie flumb'ring firing. Cement POEMS. 19 Cement of fouls, celeftial child of JOVE, Pure emanation of immortal love, Great Friendship, come; enlarge my op'ning^j mind, j Refine my foul with love of good and kind, > Nor leave one fordid grain of felf behind. J So let me tafte thy joys, uncumber'd, free, And future heav'n anticipate in thee. What, without thee, were life, were glory, fame ? A morning Ihadow, and an empty name. The black'ning horrors of tempeftuous fate, 'Tis thine to brighten, thine to diffipate : Whate'er of blifs we know, 'tis thine to give, And without thee to live, were not to live. When Heav'n firft rais'd the great creative plan, And into being fpake the fav'rite, man; Around he faw celeftial bleffings mow'r, Proud of his world, his effence, and his pow'r; C 2 But, 20 POEMS. But, in his breaft, ftill felt a painful void Of fomething yet unknown, yet unenjoy'd. JOVE view'd his work; the great defign to mend, He gave him blifs, and call'd that blifs a friend. * Friendfhip, arife; ' thus fpake th' eternal Sire; * With glowing fentiment the breaft infpire. ' Go, foften forrow, blunt the ftings of care, And teach mankind the ills of life to bear. ' The tafk, how glorious ! to dilate the foul, ' And breathe foft fympathy throughout the c whole i e To give the mind to tafte of joys divine; * From bafer dregs idea to refine; ' The tafk, how glorious ! my fon, be thine. ' All nature felt the gift; new joys to prove, Kind mix'd with kind, and waken'd into love: All feek their friend, in fweet communion join, And mingle fouls, with ecftafy divine. 'Tis POEMS. 2* "Tis Heav'n has fix'd, foft feelings to fuggeft, This fympathetic load-flone in the breaft. Thus fouls their kindred fouls magnetic draw, And all maintain this univerfal law: That ftill, whatever nature fleers the mind, Like to her fitter like will be inclin'd. Virtue with pleafure views, imprefs'd on youth, The lively femblance of her native truth : While Vice, with grin of joy, exults to fe The growing marks of fhame and infamy. Hence, e'en the vicious catch the friendly flame ; (If Friendfhip knows with them that facred name;) Indulge the blaze, 'rnidft riotry and noife, And feaft, with rapture, on adult'rate joys; Tho' vitiated fenfe the guft deftroys. Congenial fouls with equal paffions move, The fame their hatred, and the fame their love : By 23 POEMS. By force of fympathy, they cool, or burn, And fmile for fmile, or figh for figh return : Lords of each others heart, fupreme they reign, Tafte all their blifs, or die beneath their pain. See, in their breafts enthron'd, one common mind, Tho' Heav'n diftinft apartments has affign'd : Tho', fetter'd, each endures his fep'rate frame, Yet is their foul, their ev'ry will the fame. Thus clog'd, their fpirits fain would wing their flight, Pant to get free, and, what they can, unite. But though their bodies fate forbids to join, Tho' walls of flefh the fever'd foul confine; Yet ftill their flreams of life united run, One, in their will, and in their friendfhip, one. Should diftant realms their mutual hopes divide, From Thames fair banks, to Ganges fertile tide; Still would the foul, impatient to embrace, Scornful o'er-fhoot the narrow pale of fpace; On POEM S. 23 On wings ideal, from her prilbn ffort, And fly to meet her correfpondent part. So two fair lucid ftreams their courfes bend, In fond embrace their wedded waves to blend; With fervid hafte the filver furges roll, To join in love, and form one friendly whole. When works the foul, with joy's glad burthen prefs'd, When pants, with ftrangling care, the heaving bread ; How fweet to give the Struggling load relief, To mare our hoarded joys, our treafur'd grief; Unlock the fecret caiket of the heart, And ev'ry pkafure, ev'ry pain impart ! How fweet to hang on Friendship's tuneful tongue, To drink, with thirfty ear, the love-fraught fong ! Catch the young accents, as they fwell to birth, Heralds of grief, or harbingers of mirth ! To 24 POEMS. To mingle tear with tear, meet fmile with fmilc, Enhance the blifs, or forrow thus beguile ! Thefe are thy joys, O Friendfhip, joys that fpring Beneath thy eye, and claim thy parent wing. Joys, great as thefe, may lavifh fate decree, To blefs profufe my PYLADES and me. Nor wealth J beg, nor ermin'd pomp implore; Grant but my friend, and, Heav'n, I'll alk no more. THE POEMS. 25 THE ASSIGNATION. L'Amour, qui m'infpire, me defend de reveler fes my- fteres. MONTESQUIEU. TEAL from thy midnight cloud, fair moon, * Ye ftars, your fire difplay; * And bring my DAPHNIS, bring him foon, ' And light his lonely way. ' Befide the ftream, thus breath'd the fair The foft deiires of love: Her DAPHNIS caught the melting pray'r, And pierc'd the filent grove. D 'Thy 26 POEMS. < Thy fhepherd comes, ' the youth replies, ' A fhepherd only thine: * And will my CYNTHIA hear my fighs? * And will {he then be mine? ' Steal to thy midnight cloud, fair moon, ' Ye ftars, your fire deny: c Let Love alone, and night's dark noon, ' The rites of VENUS eye. ' AN POEMS. 27 & *^*C & ^-v* & & >*< & ,& >^< >eC M M^^ X ^e-* A N Occafional Prologue, IN DEFENCE OF THE STAGE. Spoken at Taunton, July 2p//&, 1772. T O Hill the rev'rend fnarl of holy rage, And fnatch from cynic fpleen the fuf- f ring ftage, To night a Tbefpian patriot I ftand, For SHAKESPEARE'S realm, the mufes' injur'd land. Sure none, to you, impartial, I appeal, Sure none but folly, or fanatic zeal, What reafon juftifies would dare deride, -| The light of fenfe would blindly cail aiide, }- And fcorn, without a blufh, their moral guide. J D 2 That 28 POEMS. That guide's the ftage, where Pleafure's mirthful band With grave Inflruction join the focial hand. Here Folly ne'er mall boaft her idle reign, Nor laughing Satire hold the fcourge in vain. Here the free mufe difdains to 1 court the times, To rail on merit, or to flatter crimes: From virtue's brow mall beam immortal fame, But black dimonour cloud the vicious name. Here lofty Tragedy the foul informs, To great purfuits the gen'rous bofom warms, While more domeftic Comedy reforms. Treach'ry mall here difguft the fick'ning eye, And wear, for EDMUND'S fake, a blacker dye. Here plaintive Grief mail touch companion's ear, And claim the foft indulgence of a tear. Recorded time the mufe mail here recall; Bid HENRY triumph, and bid RICHARD fall; Bid POEMS. 29 Bid mighty JULIUS blaze ambition's ion, : ^ And CATO breathe for liberty done. With wifdom hence a golden harveft reap; Learn from the dead, and buy experience cheap. But if the comic fock delight you more, See! THESPIS here difplays his mimic ilore: And while gay fcenes the flying hours beguile, Let FALSTAFF charm, nor think it fin to fmile. Thefe gave the mufe, by ancient wit defign'd, To pleafe at once, and to inftrucl: mankind. Shall SHAKESPEARE then, mall DRYDEN be forgot ? Shall the luxuriant fruits of genius rot ? Unpluck'd, untafted, mellow on the tree, O dull Oblivion, to pamper thee ? Never while words the pliant foul can move, While wit can charm, and wifdom may approve. Join then, ye candid, join the drama's caufe, And let your hands, in concert, found applaufe. THE MS. THE SIXTEENTH ODE O F ^ N^C REO N IMITATED. IT ET foaring poets plume their wing, Of Thebes and Theban wars to fing: The fate of Troy let others tell, How Ilium blaz'd, how HECTOR fell. To give my deeds to deathlefs fame, Be mine the tafk, as mine the name; To fing of CUPID'S foft alarms, The field of love, and Paphian arms. Nor POEMS. 31 Nor horfe, nor foot, the rufhing car, Nor all the force of naval war, This daring foul could e'er appal, Or wreath a laurel from my fall. Yet fall'n I am, a flave, o'erthrown, In battle ftrange, by arms unknown ; Transfix'd with fiery fhafts I lie, Difcharg'd from CHLOE'S radiant eye. THE 32 POEMS. x$x* x-fx-f; THE THIRTY-FOURTH ODE O F 4NACREON IMITATED. ' | ^ELL me, charmer, tell me why Still thefe hoary locks you fly? What tho' beauty's op'ning fpring Health and vernal graces bring; What tho' youth have flum'd your charms, Muft you fly thefe wintry arms? See, my fair, the feftive wreath; Sweet th' Arabian odours breath. Here POEMS. 33 Here expands the glowing rofe, Here the paler lily blows; As in love they fondly twine, See! con trailed beauties fhine, I E MTRON; 34 POEMS. M T -R N: A PASTORAL MONODY. Occaftoned by the Death of Mr. G. BERRY, Jun. Late Organlft of Taunton. Quis defiderio fit pudor aut modus Tarn chari capitis? HORAT. DEEP in fome awful grove's fequefter'd ftade, Where day intrufive hails the lonely glade; Soft fteals a cautious ftream, in filent waves, Nor wakes the flumb'ring reed it gently laves. Here POEMS. 35 Here ranges Solitude, ferenely free, Or forms the bufy wifli, beneath the tree: Here Contemplation reads th' inftrudlive fky, And hopelefs Love directs the fwelling figh. For this MENALCAS left the crouded way, Forgot the world, and loft the name of gay* Penfive he fat, befide the paffing ftream, To friendfhip fung, and MYRON was his theme: With him, alive, he clafp'd the laughing hour, And, dead, for him diftill'd the pearly mow'n 'Twas eve, and calm the fky; all nature hung, In liftful filence, on the mepherd's tongue: All but the difbnt furge, that fadly flow, In dying murmurs, join'd the voice of woe. E 2 Again 36 POEMS. Again, ye weeping mules, yet again The living fount of foft companion drain : Another yet, and ftill another tear; 'Tis MYRON'S claim; to you was MYRON dear. For him my verfe mall roufe the filent day; For well he lov'd, and well deferv'd the lay. Te gentle foepherds, gentle nymphs, give o'er; How can I f mile, when MYRON is no more? Farewell the wanton hours of gay deceit, With focial converfe, and the fplendid treat : Farewell the fylvan dance, the feftive throng; Ye fwains, indulge my forrow, and my fong, No more your mirth I join, your pleafure fee ; For mirth is fad, and pleafure pain to me. , Te gentle ftepherds, gentle nymphs, give o'er: How can I Jmile, when MYRON is no more? Beneath POEMS. 37 Beneath thefe friendly iliades I'll fix my reft; Ye friendly fhades, receive a mournful gueft. Here rapt I'll hang, in grief's ecftatic dream, And gaze, with vacant eye, the quiv'ring ftream : Or teaze the captious echoes with my moan, And weep a friend, unknowing and unknown. Ye gentle floep herds, gentle nymphs, give o'er: How can I fmile, when MYRON is no more? I fought the facred fpring; the fpring was free; But ev'ry mufe MELPOMENE to me. In vain, alas ! the flow'ry path I trod, In vain my laboring mind confefs'd the god; Grief is but Grief, amid the blaft of fame, And laurel'd Sorrow changes not her name. Te gentle Jhepberds, gentle nymphs, give o'er: Hoiv can I fmile , when MYRON is no more? In 38 POEMS. In vary'd meafure day and night advance, And fhifting feafons lead the mingled dance. The yellow Summer joins the verdant Spring, And purple Autumn fwells the jocund ring: With me no fweet variety is found, But one black Winter fills the languid round. Te gentle Jhepherds, gentle nymphs, give o'er: How can I finite, when MYRON is no more? MYRON ! the deareft name, that flow'd in fong, Or drop'd, in ne&ar, from a mufe's tongue ! To Noife a ftranger, yet with Mirth a gueft, The fmiling graces own'd thy kindred breafh Sweet were thy words, and, like the genial dew, Fed by thy voice, the flow'rs of laughter grew. Te gentle fiepherds, gentle nymphs, give o'er: Hoiv can I Jmile, when MYRON is no more? With ' POEMS. 39 With thee, befide yon folitary yew, Whole hours I've loft, nor mifs'd them as they flew. \Vith thee I've fat, beneath the mofTy ftied, Nor heard the war of thunders o'er my head : The voice of friendmip chang'd the dreary fcene; Still was the air to me, the iky ferene. Te gentle foep herds, gentle nymphs, give o'er: How can I f mile, when MYRON is no more? As oft we rov'd, and oft, at early dawn, Purfued fair Health acrofs the breezy lawn : The weeping meadows dry'd each dewy tear, And joyous own'd the fportive MYRON near. No more thefe meadows tempt my feet to flray; Nor MYRON fportive now, nor joyous they. Te gentle fiepherds, gentle nymphs, -give o'er: How can I fmile, when MYRON is no more? 4 o POEMS. I afk'd the myrtles, why their verdure fled, And check'd the rofe, that drop'd her fickly head, Ah! ceafe, my heart, die fond rebuke, I cry'd; Their beauties wither'd, when their MYRON dy'd. With him the rofe, with him the myrtle bloom'd; The rofe, the myrtle be with him entomb'd. Ye gentle foepberds, gentle nymphs, give oer: How can I fmile, when MYRON is no more? Why, O ye bards, fufpended fleeps the lute ? 'Tis MYRON dies; (hall harmony be mute? Him fhall the mufe lament, in grateful lay, The young TIMOTHEUS of a happier day. He fwept the chords ; the Dellan god admir'd, And raptur'd own'd the notes himfelf infpir'd. Ye gentle foepberds, gentle nymphs, give o'er: How can I f mile, when MYRON is no more? Oft POEMS. 41 Oft when the youth attun'd the lyre of love, And gave a mafter to the ftudent grove,- Lull'd by the found, the feather'd idlers flept, While nodding elms unequal meafure kept. Sad PHILOMELA ceas'd her plaintive moan, Confefs'd his {kill, and half- forgot her own. Te gentle foepherds, gentle nymphs, give oer: How can I fmile, when MYRON is no more? Why falls the drop from yonder infant eye, Where late complacence danc'd, with adlive joy? The little wretches of a fpring deplore Their MYRON dead, ah! MYRON their's no more ! Aiide, ye heroes ; fpare your fhame, ye brave : He had a mite to give, and that he gave. Te gentle Jhep herds, gentle nymphs, give oer; Hszci can I fmile, when MYRON is no more? la 42 POEMS. In vain mall marble buy the voice of fame, And lying fculpture gild a fordid name : Virtue a nobler monument fhall know, The fighs of forrow, and the tears of woe. Here let the patting eye, with wonder, read The fad infcription of the valued dead. Te gentle foepberds, gentle nymphs, give der: How can I fmile, when MYRON is no more? Pure as the beam, thy faith (hall ever (hine; Sweet was that faith, which call'd a MYR ox- mine. Ne'er mall thy image from remembrance ftray, 'Till life's exhaufted current flows away; Ne'er ceafe to heave the tributary figh, While grief can prompt, and breath a groan iiip- ply. Te gentle Jhep herds, gentle nymphs, give der: How can I fmile, when MYRON is no more? Where POEMS. 43 Where yon proud cliff, impendent o'er the main, Knits his huge brow, and fcorns the liquid plain ; My fettled grief mail find fome lonely cave, Eye the white foam, and trace each rolling wave. Rememb'ring thee, a frequent tear will flow, And fadly emulate the flood below. Then ceafe, ye Jhepberds, and, ye nymphs, give 0\ Nor force afmile, when MYRON is no more. F 2 TO 44 POEMS. T O N jE V I A fenfible, but homely Lady. odd fenfations you infpire, We pity now, and now admire, As hearers or beholders : Be PALLAS then no longer fung> Her wifdom ftrikes us from your tongue, Her JEgis from your fhoulders. HAPPINESS. POEMS. 45 HAPPINESS. Tamen una recepit ; Parva quidem, ftipulis & canna te&a paluftri. OVID. TfJAIL, Happinefs! thou blifs fupreme! To thee our altars rife j To thee, the fond, illufive dream, That from enjoyment flies. Eager we pant for thy embrace, t Yet eager pant in vain : O! teach us where thy fteps to trace, And fix thy fairy reign. 46 POEMS. Say, can we read thy peaceful name, Amid the fceptred great ? Or have the tow'ring fons of fame All joy, in thee, complete ? Ah! vain the hope thy fmiles to find, Where love and friendmip ceafe; Where wild purfuits diffract the mind, And rob the foul of peace. Riches, at beft a taftelefs joy, No folid blifs difpenfe: And pleafure's wanton tranfports cloy, And pall upon the fenfe. If wealth nor pleafure, pow'r nor fame, Can Happinefs beftow j What ftate thofe golden joys may claim ; That from thy prefence flow? From POEMS. 47 From noify pomp fequefter'd far, Of ev'ry wifh poffefs'd, Young MELON lives, unflung by care, In love and CHLOE bleft. Content, the greateft wealth they know, Far chafes ev'ry figh : Soft pleafures in their bofom glow, And lighten in their eye. Their moments gently glide away, In fcenes of calm delight : Sweet peace ftill glads the riling day, And fmooths the frown of night. Within this filsnt, fafe retreat, Where fmiling joys abouad; Fair Happinefs has fix'd her feat, And Love the blefling crown'd. 48 POEMS. A PICTURE: OR, THE PRAISE OF UGLINESS, From Sir PHILIP SIDNEY. II ne cherche pas dans les hommes ce qu'ils ont de mauvais, pour les decrier; il trouve ce qu'ils ont de ridicule, pour s'en rejouir. S. EVREMOXT. MELENA, thee I fmg, To thee I ftrike the quiv'ring firing. Fain would iny mule ambitious mount, Thy beauties, virtues, fain recount ; TOQ. POEMS. 49 Too pure to ftrike the human eye, Too fine for mortal wit to fpy. But ah! in vain I tune the lyre, In vain the nine my fong infpire; The fire of verfe is ftill too faint, The Eden of thy form to paint. No fymbol, we on earth can find, Reflects the beauties of thy mind: In heav'n alone thy femblance fee 5 The gods alone can rival thee. Afcend, ye facred three, afcend; Your fkill impart, your influence lend; Awake the lyre, roufe ev'ry firing, While fair ME LENA'S charms I fing, MEL EN A, praife of ev'ry tongue, Like SATURN fair, like SATURN young: G Meek 5Q POEMS. Meek as the royal wife of JOVE; Chafte as the beauteous queen of love. Here BACCHUS' temperance we fee, With MORPHEUS' fweet vivacity; Nor can e'en CHARON'S polifh'd air, From her the palm of neatnefs bear. As pure her faith, as fair her truth, As thine, O HERMES; fubtle youth: Her wit, her prudence, equal thine, O TERMINUS, great block divine. MELENA, lovely nymph, in thee, We view each pi&ur'd deity: In thee great VULCAN'S ftately pace, In thee ALECTO'S blooming face; The piercing glance, the fparkling eye, That none but CUPID'S can outvie. As POEMS. 51 4s foft as PAN'S thy velvet {kin, As purely flow the veins within. If ought on earth with thee compare, 'Tis fomething beautiful and rare. Thy eyes two beamy pearls difclofe, A glorious amethyft thy nofe: Thy cheek exceeds the jacynth's hue, Thy lips the fapphire's lovely blue. Thy beauteous mouth does far outfhine The palace-gates of PROSERPINE, Where ebon guards, a dreary band, Defend th' inhofpitable land; Thy breath the odours, that exhale> From gay Avernus flow'ry vale. Thy arms excel unpolifh'd ore, With blulhing rubies powder'd o'er: G 2 Thy 52 POEMS. Thy hands two wealthy mines unfold, Moil richly rough with fcales of gold. Thy breaft But hold! my mufe, no more; Nor dare thofe facred charms explore: Left CUPID angry feize his dart, And through thine eye, transfix thy heart; Left cringing thou, beneath his throne, By love the curious crime atone. Enough; the bold refearch give o'er, And headlong tempt thy fate no more. Who knows what wealth the cafket locks? Remember ftill PANDORA'S box. V AN POEMS. 53 A N EPITAPH O N AN INFANT. ! if e'er the filent tear Flow'd, at forrow's call, Let your forrow now .appear, Now a tear let fall. Here the fweeteft, faireft flow'r, Pride of infant bloom, Budding fragrance of an hour, Found an early tomb. . Vain 54 POEMS. Vain the pyramid's proud height, Vain the fculptor's art; Thou haft left a name more bright, Fafhion'd in the heart. A&dCTNTHd, POEMS. A N Y. Quod praecipuis mentem fudoribus urget, Te videt in foinnis. JUVEN. WITH ftately pace flow march'd the hour of dread 5 Twelve (truck the ling'ring bell ; myf- terious found \ When reftlefs phantoms leave the cavern'd dead, To beat with midnight foot their airy round. fair 56 POEMS. Fair Nature's widow'd face was veil'd in night, And mourn'd, in fable weeds, her abfent day: No flarry fquadrons beam'd effulgent light, Crouding the field of heav'n, in proud array. All, all was gloom; dull night's refplendcnt queen, In diflant flues, her filver courfers drove : Proud Horror ftalk'd triumphant o'er the fcene, And Silence mufmg fat, befide the grove. Now mad, beneath the fcourge of guilt, reclin'd, The fair, the faithlefs ARACYNTHA lay : Young CLARIO'S form dwelt on her fev'rous mind, And urg'd the confcious la{h, with filent fway. Old Night the walls with gloomy pomp had hung ; Defpair and Anguifh haunted round the bed : While pale Remorfe the refllefs larum rung, And fhook his baleful fcorpions o'er her head. With - POEMS. 57 With feeble ray, athwart the dreary room, A lickly taper gleam'd its dying fire ; To mroud the ftarting foul in deeper gloom, And teach the neighb'ring night a face more dire. JE Mid the wild fcene, where horror reigns pro- found, Say, watchful Pain, how toilfome thus to lie ! Count the lame moments, in their loit'ring round, And feed on mapelefs gloom the famifh'd eye ! And hark ! the midnight comrade of defpair, With hideous ferenade, diftends his throat: Scares the ftill night, arid fluns the liftful air, With clam'rous omen, and difcordant note, ,; V, oft *he fair accofbs the pow'rs of deep, out wakeful fancy breaks the filken chain: Phadtaiut dreams their wanton revels keep, 4nd forgfi the fpeclje on her iab'ring brain, H 58 P OEMS. Now ftalk'd the fhape,.\vith long majeftic ftride; And now, with feather 'd heel, flew milling by : Now, with harfli greeting, drew the curtain wide, And ghaftful roll'd around his glaring eye. Pale feem'd the vacant youth, lean, haggard, gaunt; With heavy languor droop'd his fickly head : His fhrivell'd locks crept wildly o'er his front, And round his face their wither'd honours fpread. O'er his lank cheek Defpair had turn'd her plow; His heaving bofom work'd a frequent figh : Revenge fat low'ring on his flormy brow, And flafh'd indignant from his burning eye. But fee! fhe ftarts! me wakes! her harafs'd foul Pants on her quiv'ring lips, in wild difmay : Cold, dropping fweats, in lazy courfes, roll, And down her bofom mark their trickling way. Convuliive I POEMS. 59 Convulfive makes her frame; her heart beats high; She gafps, (he ftrains, and wreftling tugs for breath : The recent vifion lives upon her eye, - And all's defpair, and aggravated death. Fain would me charm reflection into reft, And lofe her forrows in the void of fleep : But ah! no more mall Peace thefe eyes invert, Her court no more within this bofom keep. In vain fhe tries the ftorm of grief to calm, And courts her pillow, with a lover's care: No more will Eafe extend the lenient balm, No more will Sleep the downy couch prepare. Thou traitor bed ! me cried ; falfe friend to reft ! And wilt thou not one vacant hour beftow r To ftill the rebel pamons in my breaft, Not one foft interval from bufy woe ? H 2 The 60 P O EM S. The parent earth my tender nurfe fhall be ; Stretch'd on her flow'ry breaft, my cares fhall ceafe : The lift'ning north, at forrows foft decree, Shall fcoth my grief, and hum my foul to peace. She faid, and inftant fought the myrtle made; Where lad reclin'd along the humid ground, Her plaintive ravings quiver'd through the glade, And rous'd dull Silence from her fleep pro- found. The flilly poplars caught the melting frrain, And hung, in fond attention, o'er her tale: The fympathizing breezes felt her pain, And echo'd grief, in many' a penfive gale. Ah ! wretched maid ! the lovely mourner figh'd ; Fondly the fecret torture frill I fhun : Where, O my foul, alas! where would'fr. thou hide! Whither, my feet, all ! whither would ye run ! From POEMS. 61 From confcious felf I vainly would have ftole; Vainly I plann'd the viper, thought, to fly; That curls, like twitting ivy, round my foul, Lives with my life, and but in death mall die. Pleafure, farewell! eafe, comfort, joy expire; E'en hope's faint blaze exhales in dufky air; The lail dim fparkles of the mould'ring fire Are quench'd in putid fleams of black defpair. Come, Death, kind pilot of diftrefsful woe, To mores of peace my weary veffel guide; Loner dafh'd by jarring tempelts to and fro, O'er pain's rough waves, and forrow's boif- t'rous tide. Ah! CLARIO, GLARIO! gentle, injur'd youth! How impotent are oaths, and vows how frail ! Alas ! that e'er my foul could wrong thy truth ! That faith mould yeild, and DAMON e'er pre- vail ! When 62 POEMS. When thro' the grove with thee I've fondly ftnjy'd, Or chas'd the fultry hours, beneath the tree : For me the Spring her vary'd robe difplay'd, And Summer feem'd to breathe her fweets for me. But ah! how dire the change ! how wild the fcene ! Since firft my foul to DAMON'S love inclin'd ! Before, a length'ning wafte of grief is feen, And barren tradts of woe ftretch far behind. Curs'd be the tongue, that taught my heart to ftray ! More curs'dthe ear, that drank the glofing tale ! Stern Vengeance mall for us the fword difplay, For us mall Juftice poize the righteous fcale. And yet, when future years {hall learn my woe. The tearful tribute on my grave be paid : Let grief, foft, melting grief your cheeks o'er- flow; Lament the youth, but O! forgive the maid. Alas! POEM S. 63 Alas! he's fled; the gentle CLARIO'S fled; To feek fome truer fair, in fields below: This heart, in falfhood train'd, by error led, Impels the fteel, and guides the murd'rous blow. Ah ! fee ! he comes, he comes, to claim my vow !. Where mail my hunted foul for refuge fly ? O Night, protect me from his vengeful brow, Ye fhades, conceal me from his piercing eye. Good heav'ns ! how ftern his look ! how wild his ftare! He frowns, and frowning mews his mangled breaft: O fpare me, gentle ghoft, for pity fpare ! And muft this wounded foul no more have reft? Shield me, ye pow'rs ! I fmk, I fink in night ; A mifty vapour fails before my eyes: But foft; what form divine falutes my light? Stay, ftay, my CLARIO, flay! alas! he flies. I 64 POEMS. I faint, I die ! Oh anguifh ! torture ! death ! And mufti, mufti then ? OCLARio, oh! She faid; the griefly foe lock'd up her breath, Forbad her pulfe to fpring, her veins to flow. Dim funk the living diamond of her eye, Her ruby cheek the veil of death o'erfpread : No more the rofe mall with the lily vie; Dead is the fair, and all her beauties dead. So falls the vine, that leaves her wedded oak, And round fome faithlefs thorn her tendrils {hoots: Swift the keen blaft defcends, with baleful ftroke, Dry fall her leaves, and faplefs ihrink the roots . X-hX-fX-fX THE POEMS. 65 XTX X X , X.->. X * - X > K ; X X THE LOVER'S CURE SONG. I. "XT' E fhady recefles, adieu ! Adieu to the grotto and grove ! Your charms are grown dull to my viewy Ye feats of defpondence and love : No more will I pine by the ftream, Enwrapt in the gloom of defpair; But rous'd from my amorous dream, I'll whittle a farewell to care, I For 66 POEMS. II. For DAPHNE too long have I iigh'd, Too long have indulg'd the foft pain; But gall'd by the flings of her pride, Sweet Freedom, I hail thee again : Tho' fair as the blufh of the morn, Tho' young as the gay vernal year; O'ercaft by the cloud of her fcorn, Her luftre can never appear: III. Yet fhall I the fair one upbraid? Sure pity alone was her guide; To heal the deep wound Love had made, The balfam of fcorn me apply'd : No more then I figh in defpair, Nor madly reproach her difdain; But blefs the fweet pride of my fair, That eas'd a poor flave of his chain. THE POEMS. 67 X XXX X XAX X. XrsX X. X/OK X XX xX XX XX X X^X X X V X X X^X X X^X X THE ABSENT FAIR: SONG. I. T T THY fade the glories of the dawn ? Why droops the fick'ning fpring ? Why fports no more the bounding fawn, The linnets ceafe to fing ? Why faint the rofe's vivid dyes? Why falls the tulip's head ? Fond eye, no longer fpeak furprizej 'Tis ROSALIND is fled, I 2 Her 68 POEMS. II. Her prefence flufh'd the cheek of day, And rais'd the dying fpring; She fmiles, the fawns delighted play, She fpeaks, the linnets fing: Her beauty ting'd the bafhful rofe, And bad the tulip fpreadj But ah ! their pride no longer glows, For ROSALIND is fled. III. How fad I wail, confefs, my fighs, That wound the paffive air; How fore I grieve, confefs, my eyes, Who weep the roving fair : Still heave thefe burfling fighs for thee, For thee thefe eyes ftill mourn; Return, my fair, to love and me, Ah! ROSALIND, return. POEMS. 69 ^5" 000, ^W^^.WX.AoOO^ =000^.0000^. -f I + ! -f f -f I -f I "h ! "h H- 1 -f I -h i -f I i- i News from Paphos : OR, THE BELLES OF TAUNTON. A Familiar Epiftle to Mr. R. T***P, Of Exeter Co%/r, Oxon. ti n'y a point de pays dans 1'univers, ou une belle n.e receive des hommagea. MONTESQUIEU. Tecum fimiles jun<5taeque camoenae, STELLA, mihi ; multumque pares bacchamur ad aras, Et fociam dolis haurimus ab a* jf*V. Fk jO* <*> * *<*>*><< THE ART of the GLASS: A BACCHIC SONG. Grammaticus, rhetor, geometres, pi&or, aliptes, Augur, fchoenobates, medicus, magus ; omnia novit. JUVEN. I. "\TE learned profeffors of Icience divine, Attend to my lecture, a ledture on wine 5 A fyftem by old father NOAH devis'd, Who the fum of all arts in this art has compris'd. M Of 9 o POEMS. II. Of Aftronomers, firft then, the toper is king,. Whofe g/affes the objeft quite home to him bring : He fwears, 'tis milk-punch makes the galaxy ihine, And Aquarius was ne'er a celeftial Jign. v III. * Like a true Navigator, his courfe he ftill fleers, Tho' from flar board to larboard the veffe/ j)ft veers ; For at laft, to the port lie his end and defign, And his wim is to double the cape of good 'wine. IV. In Geometry no one more fkilful is found; For with his own length he oft meafures the ground : A bottle and glafs for his data difpofe, There's no problem abftrufe, but he foon will difcJofe. He POEMS. 91 v. He follows St. PAUL, like a learned Divine; * No longer drink water, but take off thy wine : ' Then let not dull mortals our pleafures controul ; The befl fign of good living?, a full-flowing bowl. VL No Doctor like BACCHUS, diitempers to hit; ' Take lemon, rum, fugar, quantum fufficit; 6 With aqua fontana th' ingredients blend, ' Man, vejp. & meridie femper fumend. ' VII. Good Lawyers we are, to all men be it known; For the art of conveyancings wholly our own: Attend my fubpcena, ye good-fellows all, At the high-court of juftice, at BACCHUS'S ball. M 2 To 92 POEMS. VIII. To the fcience of Numbers we ever incline; From our gold we fubtraft, and ftill add to our wine; A bottle's our book, and a tavern's our fchool, And the rule of three flafks is the beft golden rule. IX. In Grammar not PRISCIAN himfelf could fur- pafs; For verba bibendl frill govern our cafe: The glafs and the lip in true concord we join, Yet I own, that hoc vinum we cannot decline. X. Let Painters their claro-obfcuro difplayj But plain white and red mail un rival 'd bear fway : 'Tis thefe paint the face with that tintture divine, That, 'till worms gnaw the canvas, fhall never decline. In POEMS. 93 XL In Mufic a toper excels, you muft own, When the quavers his heels feize, the crotchets his crown : No harmony equals the bold forte ftrain Of ' Da capo, my boy, fill the glafles again. ' XII. Since here art and fcience their principles join, Since here all profeffions in union combine * y The ftudents of BACCHUS all others furpafs, And the art of all arts is the Art of the Glafs. AN- 94 POEMS. XXX- A N IMITATION O F Gafimire to his Lute BOOK II. ODE iii. I. A""^HILD of the box, my tuneful lute, On yonder poplar's rifing fhoot, Sufpended pafs the leifure day; While laughs the fky ferenely gay, And am'rous zephyrs tempt the drowfy leaves to play. The POEMS, 95 II. The noify eaft his rage fhall ceafe, Affeft the gentler breath of peace, And o'er thy chords enraptur'd fly: Here carelefs let thy matter lie, And mark the giddy waves, that dance in circles by. III. But ah! what envious ftorms arife! What envious horrors cloud the fkies, And found along the defart way! Hence, hence, my lute ! So, with feign'd ftay, Joy mocks the fond embrace, and fudden fleets away. o o # A 96 POEMS. PASTORAL SONG. i, T TOW rich is the nectar of JOVE! How fragrant the bofom of May I How tuneful the fongs of the grove, When PHOEBUS awakens the day! II. As rich is that lip's rofy balm, As fragrant the breath it conveys; That voice, which old Ocean might calm, Would rival the linnet's foft lays. How POEMS. 97 How fpotlefs the breaft of the dove! How amorous yet, and how true! As fpotlefs the maid, that I love 3 Ah! were me as amorous too! 3OOOOC N AD 98 POEMS. O #0* #0* #S# #0* #0* * A D Dm. Tbomam Peacock^ SOD ALEM: ODE BRUMALIS. /^\ Ver, quo puer effugit Ludens in violis dulce recentibus? Quo ah! quo, nimis impigra, ./Eftas plena gerens cornua copiae; Autumnufque fub ilicis Umbra litoreae mujfla bibens Chia? Horti pendula divitis Proles, atque comans mefiis, alaudaque, Dum POEMS. 99 Dum mufag otia ducimus, Cantans mane novo grata, vale, vale. En jam deficit arbori Foetus, jamque CERES plorat inopia Regna, & nodte, gravi vice, Somnos difcutiens rauca crepat Notus. Audin'? Bella movent poli; Sylvae dant ftrepitum; pontus & aiTonat. Nimbi fertur equis pater Ventofis minitans; dum per inania Coeli, per freta, per nemus, Indulgent furiis. Contremit aefculi Moles, interituraque Inftans rura timent nuda periculum. Culmen, quod manus indiga, Multi folis opus, cefpite condidit, Auftros heu! male fuflinet, Per campumque ruinam exiguam trahit. N 2 Jam ioo POEMS. Jam pennis volitant nives Delapfae trepidis, te&aque ftiria Vallis penfilibus parat, Et duram patitur canitiem nemus. Amnes currere nefcii Stant; urit glacies jugera fegnia. THOMA, fit tibi, fit mihi, Fas horam placide ducere nubilam: Seu pledtro querulo juvet, Seu curag Hyemis fallere verfibus. POEMS,, 101 WINTER ODE TRANSLATED FROM THE PRECEDING. BY A FRIEND. WHY flies the Spring? ah! why the fpor- tive boy, That play'd fo wanton, on the flow'ry green ? Will Summer envy us his fhort-liv'd joy, Nor Autumn more caroufe amid the fcene? Farewell io2 POEMS. Farewell the fwelling fruit! the bearded corn! The lark, that tun'd his foft exulting lays, And foar'd aloft, to meet approaching morn, When -the kind mufes fmil'd, and blefs'd my days ! Sad change! the tree with fruit no longer bends ; CERES with tears laments her defart reign; While Sleep no more the troubled foul befriends, But flies the ftorm, that rages o'er the plain. Hark ! what fierce difcord rends the warring poles ! The forefl makes; the boift'rous fea refounds : Th' /Eolian chariot through the tumult rolls, Nor fea, nor wood, nor fky it's fury bounds. The lab'ring beech her lofty branches wields; The cottage fees the threaten'd danger near; Its humble ftore a little ruin yields, The ruftic decorations of a year. Now POEMS. 103 Now falls, on trembling wing, the feather'd fnow; While ice-drops fence the roof, in martial ftate: The froft burns frore; the ftreams no longer flow ; .Nor can the woods fuftain their hoary weight/ Let us, my friend, the heavy hours beguile, And teach the lazy minutes quicker pace: Let us, by fong or mufic, force a fmile, E'en from the rugged Winter's fullen face. 104 POEM S. T O SLEEP: TRANSLATION FROM THE S Y L V ^E of S TAT I US. SAY, what my crime, and what fo great of- fence Could thus, O Sleep, thy placid pow'r incenfe, That I alone, of all the weary'd train, Muft ftill implore thy partial gifts in vain ? The beaft and vary'd bird now fink to reft, And drowfy forefts hang their heavy creft; Slow POEM S. 105 Slow falls the frream; the feas no longer roar; But fleep reclin'd along the peaceful more. Sev'n times yon moon the lilent world has> view'd, And Oetas lamps their ev'ning fire renew'd, I Since flumber fled thefe arms, tho' fondly ' woo'd : J Sev'n times the pitying morn has heard my grief, And, in refreshing breezes, fent relief. So long a vigil ne'er could I fupply, Mine eyes tho' hundreds, and an ARGUS I: Still, of his hundreds, half obey'd thy call, Half kept their watch, nor wak'd the giant all. E'en now, intruding on the blifsful night, Some happy lover may command thy flight. Ah! fly; nor afk I all the foft'ring care, Thy wing beftows, and favour'd millions fhare; Pleas'd, if thou lightly touch my dozing eye, Or, with unfettled flep, pafs foftly by, O THE io6 P O E M S. THE SERENADE: FROM THE SECOND CANTICLE of SOLOMON. I. /\ RISE, my fair; the promis'd light Already gleams acrofs the lawn; Slow wing the modes their dufky flight, And fhun the chearful dawn. Yon filver tracks the feet of morn betray: Arife, my love, my fair, and come away. In POEMS. 107 II. In peace the youthful zephyrs reign, And ev'ry jarring pow'r recedes; Health beckons o'er the flow'ry plain, And calls along the meads. The dawn invites our early feet to ftray: A rife, my love, my fair, and come away. III. The drifted ihows no longer rife, No longer founds the clatt'ring rain; The factious north has left the fkies, II And Winter left the plain. Returning Spring aflerts his genial fway: Arife, my love, my fair, and come away. O2 In io8 POEMS. IV. In fcatter'd troops the daify mines, The cowflip, and the vernal rofe; To op'ning day the parent vines Their tender grapes expofe. The nodding woods their new attire difplay: Arife, my love, my fair, and come away. V. Again the chatt'ring fwallows fly, Again the martins quit their caves; In wanton circles, fweep the iky, Or fkim the lucid waves. The lark flow-mounting chants the birth of May: Arife, my love, my fair, and come away. As jt POEMS. 109 VI. As o'er the floping hill we range, Or down the valley's recent green; With ravim'd eye, we'll mark the change, And feafr. upon the fcene. While Nature fmiles, and all her works are gay, Arife, my love, my fair, and come away. VII. Here not a flow'r fhall bloom unknown, Unfcented breathe its odours round; And not a turtle fondly moan, But breezes waft the found. 'Tis Love commands; the gentle voice obey: Arife, my J'alrejt, rife, and come away. THE no POEMS. X THE Court of Momus. DESIGNED FOR THE STAGE. Refpicere exemplar vitae morumque jubebo Doftum imitatorem, & veras hinc ducere voces. HORAT. HUS faid, and juftly faid, fome letter'd t fage : ' Whate'er defxgns the bufy day engage, ' Succeeding night, in dreams, the toil renews, e And mimic Fancy ftill the chafe purfues. ' So coxcombs, in their numbers, court the glafs r And ftarving mifers hug the mining mafs. Beneath POEMS. in Beneath a load of food, the jovial prieft Still dreams of puddings, and a parifh-feaft; With pleafure fees the lufcious climes rife, While fmoking ven'fon glads his longing eyes; Then whets his knife, and, flroking down his paunch, In fancy half-devours the fav'rite haunch. Here fnores a wrangling hero of the bar, 'Gainft Juftice and mankind ftill dreaming war; Bawls, in his fleep, of judgments and decrees, And grafps, in either hand, the double fees. But peace, dear Scandal ! What have I with thee ? Go, wait on ladies, and attend at tea; There teach the length'ning grin, the limp'ring fmile, And leave at reft mv tale and me awhile. Tir'd with the tedious fervice of the ftage, The wrongs of LEA$, or ZANGA'S vengeful rage, Some ii2 POEMS. i Some friendly elbow-chair receiv'd my weight; ") Where propp'd before the juft exhaufted grate, I clos'd my drowfy eyes, and fnor'd in ftate. Now wild Imagination takes her reign, Enthron'd majeftic o'er the fubjecl: brain; With vain creations cheats the flumb'ring fenfe, Curb'd by no pow'r, and bounded by no fence. Methought I ftood amidft a fpacious court, Of antic fhapes a general refort; Where high advanc'd immortal MOMUS fat, In all the mockery of mimic ftate. Here noife was bred, and here confuiion nurs'd Another Babel, that had drown'd the firft. Here rang'd the fool, the pedant, and the page, With lifping infancy, and bearded age: The fawning Frenchman, and the lordly Scot} The Dutchman cold, the Welchman fiery hot. But POEMS. ii? o But paffing vulgar mimes regardlefs by, Towards the throne I turn'd a wond'ring eye; Where flood a matchlefs form, divinely odd, That feem'd the el deft offspring of the god; Of ample bulk, round paunch, and jocund face, The firft in excellence, as firft in place : And thus he cry'd: _ ' Boy, bring a cup of fack. ' Plague on all cowards ! Go thy ways, old * JACKJ * Die when thou wilt, if courage ben't forgot, ' Cram this plump carcafe in a gallipot. ' Well ! foon or late, old honefty muft die. ' Come, t'other cup, you rogue; for forrow's dry. ' * Befide the pamper'd knight, a fuftian knave, In phrafe heroic, loudly feem'd to rave : Big were his looks, and ftately was his ftride, Like dunghill-cock, majeftically wide, * Sir JOHN FALSTAFF, in King HENRY IV, &c. P Bafc H4 POEMS. ' Bafe Phrygian ^urk / ' he thus began the rant : ,< Shall PISTOL yield? No, by the gods, he fha'n't : * Firft crulh, confume, my ftoutHercu/ean blade; ( Bankrupt the fates, and cheat them of their trade. ' f The next, which neither male nor female feem'd, A mere nature? lufus might be deem'd > For woman's foul infpir'd the form of man, And thus the dubious animal began. 4 How can you ferve one fo, you naughty cree- * ter ? f I vow, mifs, you're the giddieft thing in nater: ' Egad! you've flurry 'd me to fuch a tune, ' That Lud ! my drops ! my drops ! or I mall ' fwoon. ' % Rage, grief, diftradion piclur'd in his face, Hear hobbling av'rice next unfold his cafe. ' Rogues ! rafcals ! thieves ! I'm dead, I'm mur- der'd, flain ! ' My gold! my gold! give me my gold again! f PISTOL, in King HENRY IV. &c. J FRISBLE, in Mifs in her Teens. What? POEMS. 115 ' What ? who ? where ? when ? __ I'm into mad- 4 nefs hurl'd. ' I'll hang, drown, burn myfelf, and all the < world. ' * The next a fop ordain'd to mine a peer, ^ To move in vanity's exalted fphere, J> And with foft nonfenfe charm the female ear : J Light were his heels, yet lighter was his head, And thus he fpoke, while thus his nofe he fed. * Gad's curfe! this quality's a charming thing! ' O the delights of park, play, ball, and ring ! ' Your lardfhip's flave! My lard, I kifs your hand. ' Well ! ftap my vitals, naw, 'tis vaftly grand. ' Not far, with aukward air, and fhambling pace, ^ A genuine fon of nature took his place, )> The fimple wit of fome unletter'd race. J ' Weaft heart ! ' he cry'd ; * I'm glad I've fun ye aut: * Lawd ! meafter, meajfter ! fuch a waundy raut ! * LOVEGOLD, in the Mifer. Lord FOPPINGTON, in the Relapfe, &c. P 2 * Sooiu n8 POEMS. ' Thieves ! murder ! popery ! ' loud roar'd the knave; ' O dear fir, take my life, fpare all I have. ' Down on your marrow-bones ! O lord ! O lord ! ' Juft five and forty, fir, with fire and fword. ' -f- The next, a motley flave, whofe fable face Befpoke a fon of Africa footy race, Beneath a weighty hamper feem'd opprefs'd, And thus the loit'ring rogue himfelf addrefs'd ' ' Dom my old mafia, now! Curfe him old head ! ' Send me one devil errand, 'till me dead! ' Here, dere, up, down, by day and night, old dog! * He make me toily, like a mule, by gog. ' || Thus far mine eye review'd the mimic croud, When lo! the nightly watchman, bawling loud, f SCRUB, in the Beaux Stratagem. | MUNGO, in the Padlock. With POEMS. 119 With wonted thunder roar'd, ' Paft one o'clock, ' That frighted fancy trembled at the mock. The forceful found upon my flumbers broke; I ftarted, rubb'd my eyes, and ftrait awoke. FINIS. CORRIGENDUM. Page 73, line 2, for thing read think. UNIVERSLT^ OF' CALIFORNIA LIBRARY . .. Los Angeles This boiaUEnle last date stamped below. Form L9-100m-9,'52(A3105)444 THE LIBRARY UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA LOS ANGELES \ s c c \ r<< cc << C