Jones Kew Garden THE LIBRARY OF THE UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA LOS ANGELES FREDERIC THOMAS BLANCHARD ENDOWMENT FUND KEW GARDEN. P O E M In Two CANTOS. By HENRY JONES, Author of the Earl */ E/ex, IJle of Wight, &c. At once the Monarch's, and the Mufe*s Seat. POPE. LONDON: Printed by J. BROWNE, N 73. in Shoe-Lane, Fleet-Street ; For J. Dodjley, in Pall-Mail; J. Walter, at Charing- Crofs ; From the firft pale poftilion of the fpring, The primrofe meek, to Jove's own plant fublime. The princely oak and cedar tall, that crown The top of Lebanon with fragrant irate, His philofophic feaft, his pure regale, The foul's befl banquet, when from care fet free. Delightful luxury by virtue lov'd, Would Britain make the great example her's, And fandify expence by wifdom's rule, No* f i3 I Nor lavifh treafure, time, and life away, At worfhip'd Folly's fafcinating flirine, That painted harlot, whofe enfnaring glance Draws in all ranks to her infe&ed fane, By cuftom crowded, and by fools ador'd Beneath a thoufand gaudy mafks, put on By frantic modes, and fafhion's wafteful hand. Hail fragrant guefts ! each privilege enjoy, That royal hofpitality can give ; Difclofe your virtues, and your worth reveal, Give fenfe, and tafte, and Efculapius aid ; And what our cloudy heaven too oft denies, Our feeble funs remote, and ftinted dews, Let folVring art, and rich prolific warmth Supply, that glow through labyrinths of kind, Infinuating, gentle fleams, that ooze, Emitted through ten thoufand million pores, Which breathing fpread like heaven's ethereal gale, The principles of vegetating life, And teeming energy around, as from Some genial atmofphere in Nature's prime ; Here heat, from animating fountains drawn, From vital refervoirs, that like the heart, Send circulating life and growth to all, D Above f H 1 Above, below, around, reflex, repell'd, With out-ftretch'd'arms, in winding warm embrace. Ah ! fee what learned fyftems to fupply Thy fimple ray, thou regent of the world. And lo 1 the frefh relieving welcome air Invited in, from all the wide expanfe Of heaven, with every fruitful quality Endued, that Britain's atmofphere can give ; The rufhing vifitant immediate feels ' The kind reception in its warping way, From cell to cell with different warmth replete, And mingles joyful with the mafs it chears. Whilft over head the envious fun reviews A richer harveft than his beams can give, And from "his proud meridian lofty frowns Upon thy proftrate'fkies and fliding hemifpheres. Behold both Indies in their varied pride, With Europe^ paler progenies contend, Thefe fpecimens of paradife that glow, Like nature's candidates for beauty's palm, With pure unborrow'd fplendor richly drefs'd, That fhame the gildings a birth- night glare, In colours ftolen from yon celeftial bow When t '5 J When painted firft, and angels mix'd the tints With aromatic fragrance, that might bribe The organs of the blefs'd, and win the vote of heav'n. The rododendron, mountain laurel, there, That blends its blnihes with the cheek of June, And makes our painted fummer ftill more proud, Preferves, like florid youth, its morning glow, 'Till frighted by the fading year's decline, A timid pale o'erfpreads the crimfon bloom, That in its later ftages whiter grows, Like chearful age in fnowy bloffoms clad, That wears a fecond feafon on its head, And looks more pleafing in the recent change. When the rich rofes to the lillies yield. And beauty's banner in the procefs Urines, By wife COLUMBUS' northern empire lov'd, From thence to Britain's foftering arms transfer'd. See next the latifolia, kindred plant, With counter beauties mark the varied fcenc In lively red, in fcarlet mantle priz'd, t That blooms illuftrious in the funny ray, And glads the bright arTemblies of the year, Like fprightly youth in vivid colours clad, The ( 16 ) The radiant robe of light's exulting morn. Put on by Fancy in its fervid dance, Whe-n led by Vigour through the wanton maze, 'Till grave Refle&ion, with her thoughtful tinge, And fober drapery, deepens every dye, And late to purple honours changes all. // ; - :-- - The mirto there from hot Jamaica comes, Pimento call'd, with fpicy fragrance blefs'd, A foe to flatulence and vapours crude, VVhofe e/Tence warm difpels th' imprifon'd peft, And opens wide the gate to health and joy, By Europe honoured, and by learning lov'd. Banana next, fuftaining plant, behold, In rich Arabia born, with all its virtues fraught, That vital manna of the Weftern Ind, The bread of millions fried from Nature's hand, And worfhip'd daily by the numerous ifles That fkirt America's immenfe domain. Lo faccharum rich, that teeming tube, up-grows, That lufcious fountain of perpetual fweets, By artful luxury inlifted ftill In all her venial weak attacks on life, That [ '7 ] That oft invites th' unguarded palate oil To weightier conflicts and more dangerous war, Innoxious yet, and yet a friend to man ; The mufe 'mongft Nature's gifts muft rank it high, And with her numbers deck the dulcet cane, That to both Indies owes its boafled birth, And fills the coffers of the public weal. Behold the fapient Hem put fertile forth The fober berry, whofe fagacious fume Infpires deep thought, and technical debate, And learned defcant, and myfterious lore, The dreams of ftatefmen, and the thoughts of kings, That checks th' unruly grape's feditious fleam, And keeps the citadel of reafon cool, O'er whofe wife flavour and polemic fmoke The ardent fages in clofe gronpes oft fit, And turn in warm campaigns the evening o'er, To fettle kingdoms, and difpel the fpleen. See coronilla, though Iberian born, A match for Boreas on his Northern throne, . Difplay its enfigns o'er the wintry wafte, ' And with its blofToms brave the biuftering year. E Lo [ r ] Lo next gardenip florido, from forth Its treafur'd leaves unlocks Arabia ; The Cape's rich jeflamin, whofe fragrance fills- The blifsful groves around, and joyful flues. Magnolia too, the dulcet bay-tree nam'd, In gay alliance mingles all its ftores. And iheds its eflence o'er the neighbouring woods ; - Itfelf a feafon in its flow'ry pride, .. America its foil, the, fun Jts, fjre.. From the far Cape of Hope diofmo comes, J And on the breeze throws open every cell> . Made rich by fweet adopted offences Serene imbib'd, and odours not- its own. And fee, the red and white azalia brings Its aromatic forces to the field, And joins its beauty with the blefs'd allies; Argenta fee, in iilver foliage broad, With cooling glimmer in the fervid gale, Refrefh the fated eye, and cheer the foul, That from the Cape its milder mantle brings. f '9- I Lo laft the camphire tree ! that magazine, When by the touch enforc'd, an atmefphere Sends all abroad of every fragrant gale, That fenfe can banquet, or the heart enjoy ; From Chinals fpicy fhore this Granger comes^ To animate Britannia's diftant Iky. The ravifh'd mufe o'ercorne with rich regalesr, With Nature's mifcellaneous ftores combin'd, Through different dimates meafures back her way, . Through climates different as the plants they bear ; Where every Granger finds his. native home, And blooms as if beneath parental fkies ; . Amidft congenial eflences it fprung. In fweet fpontaneous beds by art imcall'd, The mufe abroad now joyful breathes once ttore - Her native atmofphere, whofe iimple gale Each loaded faculty delighted cheers, . By aromatic fragrance overcome, The breath of paradife j and now athwart, , The broad domain that Ikirts this treafure houfe, Of all that Eaft, and Weft, and South can yield v . To yonder gate by beauty beckon d on, She joyful bends her. hafty flep intent, And [ 20 ] And lo a flourifh'd portico enrich'd, That wears th' embroidery of the Queen it guards, Where Fancy on her vernal throne prefides O'er all the colours of the painted year, That charm th' affeftions, and deceive the eye ; Oh fweet inchantment, never feel decay ; Is beauty too a vifionary blifs ? Do lovers languish for a fairy dream ? Are lilies living in the virgin face ? Are rofes mingling with their whitenels there ? Ah fweet illufions all ! are thefe unreal ? Are thefe the phantoms of a magic fpcll ? So item Philofophy fevere affirms,' With fhrunk abftra&ed eye, and iron foul ; :But nature to the heart fo clofe akin, Smiles in her face, her rnyftic frown defies, 'To beauty clings, and her cold creed abhors. ^ > {nit o'Q'i'/' (""-- - :> 3'iu E* Our dawning hope, now like the vernal year Afcending, or the morning ftar benign ; The Prince himfelf was then alone infpir'd, His watchful angel rniniilring unfeen, With guiding influence in the garb of chance^ By innocent and artlefs agents led, Reveal'd the welcome vifitant to fight, r And chear'd the thirfty glebe ; a beauteous fa wn> That fearful fed upon the flowery mead, Luxuriant, Nature's denizen alone. I? Uncivilb'd as yet by- human bribes, 6 No. C *6 j "Nor yet domeflic made, came bounding up, With fond familiar gaze ; admiring dill, Still nearer to the fmiling Prince he came, Then dretching forth his taper neck, in a& Of courtefy, and milded homage, meek, As if by gratitude and reafon taught, He gently toudh'd, he kindly kifs'd his hand, Then oft dep'd forward, and as oft return'd, Then gambol'd round, and kifs'd again his hand^ As if on fome important meflage fent, Which he by earned and expreffive deed Would willingly make 'known. Now to a rich-wove thicket in a vale, Where water-loving willows all around With vigorous verdure grew j with guiding dep, She led him bounding on, and oft return'd, Befeeching dill, where reafon fecm'd to plead. The Frince with wonder drudc andl&eet furprize, His earned;, mute, perfuafive guide^ffirfu'd, Quick through the fragrant path by 'j^mins,, And intermingling rofes arched o'er,- Which cludered round his beauteous face with pride, And kindly kifs'd his crlmfon cheeks with loVe, With ieeming love, and extaf^ inlpir'd 5 I ' ' When lo ! that inftant to his wond'ring fight, From forth the gufhing glebe, a fountain rich, A new-born fountain rofe, and water'd all The fainting flowers around with copious rills, And promised to his future hopes a lake ; Whilfl on a youthful laurel near his fide, Fait by the hallow'd well, a nightingale, With thrilling tranfport charm'd his lift'ning ear, And feem'd to celebrate the myftic fpring. . Lo now the long-extended liquid plain, With glafly face meandring bright, trtd broad, That {till abforbs, and {till gives back the fcene, Refrefhing {till, and {till embracing all ; That full-grown daughter of the facred well, In full perfection, like its princely Lord, Partaking {till, andAill difFufing health, And bloom, and /elegance, and joy around, The pride of nature and the boaft of art. Where {hall the mufe begin her fong, or end, Amidft a multitude of beauties loft, A vaft variety of charming themes ! Here high and low, here great and fmall unite, O T Here r 8 ] Here true magnificence, and feeming fcant, Here princely flate, and ruftic plainnefs verge;, In fweet vicinity for ever fix'd, For ever diftant and for ever near, In one accomplifh'd, one diiirnguifh'd aH. ' aok -, ^;9btl ^id tfi^A hviLi ItAclJi/ov & fit) iu But yon defcending fun with fetting ray Inftru&s the mufe to ceafe her much-lov'd ibng ;- Unwilling ihe obeys, and feeks the dome, : 3 ; [ mt .^ Where due repofe and genial joys unite, And means to meet among the groves at early dawn*- :) \ ,^i^;I 5. .s ^%iid 'gf/ ,:.nr'i oflj H:i^;^;llift brie ,sd sdT ; He P4.^ai itih buz J ^oH ?cj iiiA AtS fi^ iiUTJ5 c l hriA . CANTO f *9 J CANTO IL AG A IN the morning calls the mufe abroad; In heart-reviving radiant garb array'd, Which bribes the foul through ev'ry raptur'd fenfe, And ravifhM fancy to her charms invites ; Again the mufe enjoys the orient queen; With fragrant trefles dipt in virgin dew, Her rofy bofom deck'd with pearls from heaven, Thofe tears rich ihedding from the infant dawn, New born, whofe eye drops gems on Flora's mantle, Her mantle green, with purple mix'd, with gold, With heaven-wrought tints, by blufhing April worn* In early fweets, in bridal beauty clad, With modeft'ftep to meet the lufty May, When rofy Summer wreaths her wedded artn With crimfon chaplets, and the feftal year, When new-drefs'd Nature bids the wotld awake. H Again the fun lays out die gladfome fcene To Tafte's enchanted view ; the garden now^ When eye-dethroning Night her pow'r withdraws From earth and heav'n, when raptur'd vifion reigns j The garden now with morning rays renew'd, Its robe reveals in all the fportive pride Of livery'd Spring's prolific genius, wrought In her own various and delightful bloom, Her vernal web, and pours abroad its wealth j And now the fiocks, with humid fleeces rich, With gilded backs beneath the flaming beam, With nibbling ftep, flow fketphing by degrees, In random march, jflill feeding as they ft ray, Eager athwart the mifty mantled lawn : jfl1 ^ Afcend with devious tardy ftep the hiljs, ", K )bc Made rich i>y ftajple wealth, and whiten all the &b, ^ijflcm star.: ; v/ ^/, Tlie majty-peppjed lake, loquacious now, And $11 aliv^i appears ; the clamorous tribes > f r ;- Now bafk exulting op the funny banks, With voices different as their different plumes, A motley Bahd,. yet in focial bands, The notes are various, but the fong the fame, One ardent joy through every language fpeaks, In amorous defcant, whiift they prune their flats,, Qa [ 3' J On tiptoe now with out-ftretch'd pinions ftand, 'Now wanton dafh amidft the featuring wave, With vary 'd clang, and clap the wat'ry wing. So when wild party -colour'd factions ftruck Their ftrife-mfpiring ftandards down, by pride Upheld fo long, feditious baleful flags ! And laid their enflgns low at GEORGE'S feet, That glorious victory of his opening reign, 'Fell Difcord then through all her months was chang'd 'To founds reciprocal of in-bred joy ; ;Her jarring dtale&s to focial mirth Were fudden turn'd in one harmonious hymn, Sweet concord reign'd, and every heart was glad* The joyful fun now gains with fervid wheel 'Upon the fteep of heaven with gradual fpeed, And leaves the rofy-tindtur'd dawn behind ; And fee, our youthful Monarch like the mom Advanc'd, in blooming majefty benign, And aweful port, our guardian angel bright, Like Milton's Raphael, meek array'd and mild, Amongft the joyful trees refplendent move, With godlike air, and high beheft from heaven, The friend of man, and Britain's pride ador'd ; Lo, C 3*3 Eo, near his ilde^ clofe to his royal bteaft^, "* Behold the. partner of his heart and throne j. His much-lov'd - queen, in Virtue's attribute Array'd , with foft connubial grace adorn'd^ By merit lifted, and by aid divine, To that exalted, that imperial height, The fruitful mother of a race of kings, That fhall Bntannia's lenient fcepter wield With righteous hand, in long, hereditary Moft happy line, their, people's fathers blefs'd 5 ; Lo, with what fan&ky ferene, what fweet . Vivacity, what penetrating mild i Attractive eye, what energy humane, And meek deport, with winning grace benign,?. She captivates Britannia's fanguine wifh, By virtue charrnd, and GEOR-G E'S raptnr'd foul ! ' Oh fee th!. illuftrious, ryal, happy pairj With genuine dignity, and heart-felt joy,- With mutual blifs, and raptur'd ftep, draw near ^ In either princely hand a blooming babe Behold, in beauteous miniature exprefs'd,-, Of fweete-ft majefty and manly grace, And florid vigour, beaming life and health, And joy, the father's image, and the mother's blifs, Their pledge of rapture, and Britannia's pride ; Before [ 33 ] Before the new-born fragrance yet unfelt, And new-born blooms arife, the garden's gifts To its royal Matter, and its Miftrefs meek Rich offered up the tribute of the morn, The mnfic of the grove with ten-fold force And fweet extatic harmony afcends, From bufh, from brake, from thicket, branch and tree,. And wide-fpreajd wildernefs made vocal now, Whilfr. Echo anfvvers every artlefs note . From her refponiive cell, and Nature hails The King, with all her denizens of air,. In one irregular Pindaric voice, Pour'd forth at once through twice ten thoufand throats, That raptur'd chaunt the mifcellanenous hymn, [ Congenial chorifters, in British -bands} . Unbounded prodigals of earth and. iky, Thofe libertin's of fong, by Nature taught, ' Now art and elegance by flow degrees- Abate with gradual ftep their gorgeous train, Yet there proud Victory her temple rears Upon a lofty hill confpicuous feen, From whofe high ridge, by pleafing toil attain'd y An image of our conqueft wide appears, Our added empire, and our Indian world, I In t 34 ] In lettered tafte, and joyful ftile adorn'd ; The juft, embellifh'd, beauteous frame behold, That fpeaks the fmiih'd matter's manly thought, In emblematic trophies that difplay Britannia's glory, and the vanquifh'd Gaul, Whilft aweful ruin pleading in her view, Draws forth the tear from her triumphant eye, And fhews the horrid marks of wafteful war ; Nature in ruffet robe magnificent Appears devoid of art, and mark the path Through which flre leads, by wifdom pointed out With moral finger to the learned eye, Where virtue, tafte, and truth, and art combine, In one pathetic, and inftru&ive theme, Where Pride may figh, and Socrates grow wife. How apt this aweful monitor is fix'd, At Fancy's fervid and luxuriant feaft, By firm philofophy's retraining hand, To damp delight, and give reflection room ! What folemn, facred, fad remains are thefe, The fkeleton of Greece and Rome confus'd, The mournful relics of a world laid wafte, Where Vanity may wring her cheated hands, And weeping Pomp her fpurious pride regret ! Lo, [ 35 ] Lo, there her high-rais'd idol long ador'd, Where e'er the Roman eagles wing'd their flight, Ambition's premium, a triumphal arch, By Truth, by Time, ftruck down for ever ; lo, Thou lofty boafter, and thou proftrate lye, Thy haughty forehead erft was deep engrav'd With ftory'd infolence, and clafTic vaunt, That rich related on thy proud expanfe, Thy arched arrogance, thy fcornful creft, Thy figured attributes, thy breathing forms, This long rever'd, this falfe prophetic tale, That Rome, imperial Rome, fhould never die ; Ah ! where is now thy boafted evidence, Thy proud report, that fpread from pole to pole, And made the world, the bleeding world fubfcribe ? Look there how contradicted in the duft, Beneath the foot of trampling Time it lies, In blank confnfion, like fome coward caught Behind the mafk of promis'd fortitude, And daring foul, how abject in thy fall ! Ambition, blufh, behold thy trumpeter, Thy haughty herald, once thy ftately boaft, RetracT: in mouldering fragments on the ground The long exulting lofty narrative, And preaching meeknefs to the eye of kings. How [ 36 ] How happy here hath tafte and fenfe ftruck out The melting topic from the fad extreme, Where fancy decorates the mournful fcene, And chance to genius lends her moral mafk I How greedy Time deftroys the Attic grace, ljC | v And makes, alas ! the Roman grandeur duft 1 Is this the image of the world's great queen ? Did Scipio fight, did Julius bleed for this ? Th' ingrafted weed, the kindred nettle now, With friendly growth, would fain conceal its plight From fatire's eye, and hide it from the world ; And lo, the inmate owl and twilight bat Are all the tenants of this moral pile. Ah ! fee yon weeping mufe in marble ftand Amidfr, a heap of rude diftorted things, An aggregate of difcord wild and waite, Where facred relics of old Greece and Rome., Which Gothic arrogance could never brook Before her keen difcriminating eye, Were fwallow'd quick within th' abortive gulph^ Where life ingorg'd the defecrated grave. And breathing grace 'midft horrid lumber lay ; That chanfel houfe of elegance long loft, Where mutilated forms were frequent trod, Like [ 37 ] Like human limbs that nce exprefs'd a fonl, With buried genius deftin'd yet to rife. Lo ! nettles, briars through rough fragments fprcad, That choak the laurel with their Vandal growth ; For ftill the kindred laurel would be near The mufe immortal, tho* by time o'erlaid, Where beauty beams through lineaments divine, And Phidias emulates the gods in fkill, Tho' there condemn'd with jarring forms to mix, Like heavenly mufic by a riorm o'erwhelm'd, Or virtue by the favage world opprefs'd ; Let greatnefs paufe, and caft one look behind ; In this muft all that retrofpeft be loft. Could Pompey fee his theatre like this, Could Athens view Minerva's temple now, How much abafh'd muft human pride appear ! How mortify'd at what fhe vainly wooes ! What accidental fears in playful mood The tyrant Time, with flow fantaftic hand, Infiifts ! What gafhes here his cafual fcythe Hath made, when mowing down fome greater world Than Rome, amongft the ftars, perhaps, and ftates Unknown, whcfe influence reaches here ! And lo ! Yon bending pillar, mouldering arch half dropp'd, Yon venerable broken limbs above, K Thefe [ 38 ] Thefe awful fragments on the ground below, Where mimic choice,, chaotic chance excels, In hoary rude wreck-fcatt'ring anarch fkttl,' That copies Time's o'er-turnmg flroke fo well; And mocks the majefty of falling worlds !;- : Where Tafte oa rujn jbuilds-her fhapelefs throne^ , m ^^ With uncreating hand, with artlefs art^ : . r ] v Curtain'd by wifdom -teaching random weeds, That wildly grow with reverential gloon^ ico ai3 Thefe robes of ftate that -moral Fancy wears ^7^ All thefe with mournful voice aloud declare, That Virtue only ihall outfhine the flars ; A "" "Vjr *~. How well hath Art at once difplay'd in this, Her own deceitful glory and difgrace 1 The mufe from grave reflection's level path Excurlive foars'on vent'rous wingfublime, Where Fancy plumes, and Pleafure prompts her flight, Amidft a maze of many winding forms, That feem a labyrinth like that of life, Laid down imprompt by femblant chance with vague Contingent hand, where perfect plan, and wife Defign at every turn ftill meets the eye, And manifeft the myftic thread that runs In regular difguife throughout the whole. [ 39 ] Lo there Augufta's theatre exalted {lands* With out-ftretch'd arms in rich Corinthian robe Array 'd, in foft attractive attitude, That feems to welcome and embrace with fond Parental joy, the royal happy pair, Where feated now, with mild indulgence crown'd, ; They feaflthe filial heart, and glad the foul; In elegance ferene, and fmifh'd {Hie, This aweful edifice the fancy {hikes, Exprefiive emblem of the royal dame, For whofe repofe and rational delight The perfect pile in comely grace arofe, That pours the garden on the raptur'd eye. And every charming incident difplays. In oppofition rude, and contraft ftrong, The temple of the winds, and boifterous god, Behold, whom fiction form'd to curb their rage, Or let them loofe againft the frighted world To tear up Nature from her center'd grafp, And lift old Chaos to his throne once more ; See there obedient to the gentleft hand, The proud Eolian temple turns around, Perfuaded by one powerful fpring unfeen, Like reafon piloting the excurlive will, When pailion yields, and prudence fways the helm ; This [ 40 ] . - This headftrong deity will facile prove, Whofe breath gives glory to Britannia's flag, By GEORGE'S hand invincible difplay'd. An Eaftern king the tall pagoda ftands, In China's ftriking fymbols, ftrong exprefs'd, Whofe gaudy grandeur feems to reach the fkics, And overlooks with ftately growth the whole ; So ftands the cedar tall, or lofty oak, Above the wide extended various wood, That when compar'd to them, a coppice feems ; The aweful bafe projects an hofpitable ihade Againft the torrid ray at fummer's noon Shot down diredr, and friendly flielter from The fierce Atlantic blaft, when winter fhakes The world, and mingles majefty with ufe ; In hoftile fymbols fee this monarch mark'd, Where gilded dragons guard his lofty pride, And beauty blends with terror ev'ry grace, Which looks at beft but like a tyrant's fmile, When fear divides the doubtful palm with joy, And Nature fhudders at the fhining peft, Or weeps her own fad attributes laid wafte. But oh ! how different is the profpecl: here, When winding gradual through th' interior orb, At [ 41 ] At ev'ry breathing panfe new wonders rife, That wider ftill at every joyful ftep, And wider grow, like fcience to the foul, Expanding all the climafc of her charms, In juft degrees by pleafing toil attained And flow, to blefs th* ambitious fage's eye, With reafon's rich liorizon vaft difplay'd^ And manifeft the works of God to man. Now to the hard-gafn'd glorious top arriv'd, With toil-forgetting ftep, and throbbing heart, Let gratitude, and joy, and fancy fill With elegant excefs the feafted foul, Where Freedom all the lavish banquet fpreads, Beneath the fmile of monarchy well poiz*d, Where mankind thrive, and kings refemble heaven* Defcending thence o'er gradual hill and vale. In eafy undulating furface bold, That fink and rife in fweet alternate forms, Like ocean's face in friendly tumult mix'd By lively breezes in a fummer's morn, Or mufic floating on the fkilful ear, Serene enjoy'd, or beauty's bending line^ That charms the clear illucidated eye,, . L ( 42 ] When elegance attracts th' enamour'd foul, By Fancy in her Protean fcene difplay'd. This intermediate paradife o'erpaft, ^ . 3 The mooned mofque with lharp exotic air, And mingled character fevere upitands, Where heterogeneous ftiles grotefque combine To frame this temple of difcordant ihapes, That like the worfhip in its walls contain'd, Is fill'd with rhapfody, and wild extreme ; What novelty the ftriking pile affords, Amidft the aggregates of Greece and Rome ! In ferpentine revolves that gently draw; With fweet inticing flopes th' inchanted ftep, By unperceiv'd degrees, from blifs to blifs, Secreted from the plain and fimple path, In deep digreflion, lo, a Gothic pile, In folemn levity obfcure involv'd, And proud implicit fhape afTails the eye, And yet with more of chearful tafte difplay'd, And open candid fymmetry exprefsM, Than oft that grove-like gloomy pile affords, Whofe dufky, clofe-contracled, pillar ? d ifles, Like [ 43 ] Like ranged trees . with interwoven tops, In vegetating vaults compact appear, That {hut out day, and darken every thought, Whofe very eflence feems at firft contriv'd To thicken terror, and embody fear. . And lo, what miracles of art o'erfpread The myftic walls within ! what quaint illulion Mocks the believing eye ! whofe fairy ihade A rounded fubftance feems, when cheated touch With difappointed wonder backward {tarts, And thinks perfpeclive's power a magic fpell, i As erft ./Eneas in th* Elifian grove b A fleeting phantom for his father clafp'd, Delulion grateful to the matter's eye, That yields new trophies to his wizard art. Where fallacy a moral fanftion claims, Who flings o'er falfhood's form the robe of truth, And Error's hoary head refpeclful makes. Oh where fhall beauty flop her bright career, Or elegance the panting heart abfolve. Still ftretchine; forward in a fairy maze, 5 j And progrefs fweet, delightful to the eye ! I fee her pure attractive graces grow In quick fuccefllon, changing ftill their form. With [ 44 ] With penfive afpeft arid pathetic mien, The weeping willow 'rfifd$ the joyful tribe?, With drooping trefTes, near the water's brink, Still feems to fhed the philofopliic tear, Like Perfia's king, tnaf o% fcft rfuftforfs 1 rfiourri'd', When grave reflexion dimm'cl his dazzled pride, And tempered glory with a thoughtful cart. Inchanting goddefs, rlcti Variety, How beautiful tliy firiifri'd forms appear ! When Nature's mirror, poli&'d by tfie hand Of Tafte, reflets tl5y fliTeft attitudes Upon the eye of art, wtiofe happy hand 4 A pifture makes that's fit to pleafe in heaven, Where genius, fenfe, and tafte, and BUTE are feen, To chear Britandia's heart, and GEORGE'S princely fouL f ' t ^ff-* * J Go forth, great King, from charm to charm regale. From ev'ry incident extracting ftill, With deep fagacious ken, and raptur'd tafte, The foul's beft booty, and the fvveets of fenfe r But fee a profpeft flretching to your view, That fills the exulting eye with health and joy, Succefs, felicity, and princely rule, And public love, and virtue crowning all. o ( 45 ) . Go forth, illuftriouft Prince, with every virtue fraught, Thy people's pride, and fill the copious fcene, Go forth, applauded by thy own good heart, With confcious rapture by the world admir'd ; The world's too little for a foul like thine, Its pureft plaudits fade upon thine ear, And all its triumphs vanifh from thy fight, ^An empty echo, viewlefs atom, loft Amidft th' unbounded profpeft virtue gives ; Yet ftill enjoy, adorn the tranfient fcene, Since wifhing millions ftand or fall with thee ; Let marble piles, let longer-living verfe^ Record thy deeds, till Time himfelf is tirM ; But thy ambition grapples with eternity ; When all the chequer'd fcene of life is pail In pleafing dreams, when Virtue has her fill, When many, many years have glided by In downy circles fwcet, with olive palms, When all the deftin'd happy fpace is paft, With all the thanks a grateful world can give, A higher throne afcend, by angels wafted up, When fmiling Nature bids, and mingle with the ftars. FINIS. 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