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FY cer i. up. in orifen dark 
Of a Bureau, (fo critick laws ordain) 


With Journals, letters ſpeaking flimly love, 


With countleſs bulls bei vile manuſcripts! 


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To gentle friends ſometime with aukward grace 


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I now, elcap'd from bondage vile, ſpring forth, 2 F | ] 
In neateſt tyþe and fineſt paper cloath'd.— - | | - 
O ye! that oft in 5 RES vacant hour 
"LOG in the coffee-room; and ſipping tea, 1 
In news-papers run ofs the valty world; | | , 
Quick-glancing Eaſt or Weſt as turns the page; 5 £ 

| Whoſe critick-eyes with keeneſt viſion mark ; 1 
The offspring of the brain, and with a word 1 
Fix a proud nation or poor author's fate 1 
With ſofter eye good Sirs! with gentler hand | © 80 ( 
Regard me: let not your too haſty wrath Wee os \ 
_ me enbbly on the duſty floor * l 
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With all the lumber of the preſs to 850 13 
Rotting, moth eaten till in fated time 

A ſacrifice to butter, candles, cheeſe, 

Such fluff I ſuffer maceration dire 

And yet, horrid to tell, more dreadful lot 
Awaits whom infamy has ſtampd accurſt. ' 
Theſe, who ſo late ſhone forth to public view, 

In windows of the pureſt glaſſy light; 

Theſe, by moſt | fearful doom, are ſlaves condemn'd, 
T' officiate in the dark, myſterious rites 1 0 
Of Cloacina :—O what tongue can tell, 

What thought e her realm of Chaos foul! 
Not mines and ſulph'rous caverns fithomleſs, 


Deep cut in the dark bowels of the earth; 


Not fabled realms of Erebus and night, 


Where 


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Where howls Cocytus, and with waves of fire 


Rolls Phlegethon, beſide whoſe flamy banks 


The furies rave, while hiſs their ſnaky locks ;— 
Not theſe, nor yet if ought more dread than theſe, 


May with the manſion'dark and foul compare 


Of Cloacina; this th' appointed place 
For thoſe accurſed, children of the preſs, 
Who utter nonſenſe, ſpeak the jeſt obſcene ; 


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| Who breathe of envy, malice; and diſtain 
The man of lettered worth, the Bm man, | 
By wit illiberal, or by ſpecious ſhew 
Of candour ;—this the rightful place for thoſe; 
Who, ukler fair pretence of ſimple truth, f 
Confound all truth;—then laugh and call men fook. 
But Wen. Reader, nought of theſe I truſt 


Stains the fair boſom of this Page. It aims 


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But with ſome ſimple ſtrokes, ſome lighter vein 
Of fancy wild to fill the vacant hour. 9 
Tis true no fav ring muſes at the birth 
Of my poor ſire were ſeen to genial ſmile, | 
Of Helicon one glaſs —Ah! wight unbleſsd— 
He never taſted, never did he ſleep 
On fam'd Parnaſſus thought-infoiririg. mount: 
The feather-bed | in mornings drowly hour, 
Or punch, or bort, with friends of liberal mind, 
Theſe ſerv a for Helicon, and Parnaſs mount 


Theſe were his muſes, theſe inſpir d his ſong. 


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Raff! a Raff !—by heavens I like it not ;— 


It is a ſound with foul diſcordance jars 


Mine ear, and honour fluſhing o'er my cheek 


Diſdains it —Yet, good Sire! behold, mark well == 


Theſe ſtreaming tatters, ſport of wanton winds.— 
And this my academic pride, the ſtamp + 
Affixing lettered worth !—(haply at leaſt 
To ſtrangers gazing eye; or brainleſs boor 
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Or citizen, his ſenſe ſuffus'd in ſmoak: | 
Whence forming thoughts alert, and pleaſing dm 0 
Of GENIUS, BENEFICES, - BisHOPRICK 
Sublime, the firſt ſweet pledge of plighted love 
Is doom'd, (toward youth,) to Univerſity. | 
Emblem of tutor'd ſoul ] how falrn ; alas! 
What will not Time inſatiate conſume !— 
O goodly ornament, how did my heart 
Beat extacy, when firſt with flowing ſweep 
Thou deckedfi me elate: with conſcious joy 
I mov'd in luder gate, tow'ring of foul 5 
And elevate. howe'er beſtint of ſize. 
Exulting thus I triumph'd, while my tuft 15 
Nodding commanded "PE but, fad to tell, 
Nor oft had paſs'd revolving moons, when lo ! 
For genuine black 1 ſenſibly eſpied 
2 A tinge 


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A tinge of rufſet hue, ſuffuſing where 8 Ss 1 5 


My club had play d, oft as in airy, mood — 


My vacant head, like weathercock,, had turn d. 1 

Then too the furrowing ſeams, what foul miſchance "] 

Had caus'd, gaſhing in gaping rents, mine ee 1 

Caught falcinated- -harrow'd at the ſight 21 5 8 
I ſtand all motionle—then ſtarting wild. | hows e | 

While ſhame and anger, each, depreſs, inflame, hoo; ON C 

1 dae ene in rich profuſion, fil e of 1 
Oppreſs d with woe, I ay; me down ad ſigh. — wc 

Now falln in ſpirit, hating alike to ſhe, ( 

Or to be ſeen, ſneaking I fleet along I 

Bat-like : as ki too wait till friendly N e 

Conceal in ſnadowy veil the world and me. [0 

When buſineſs. drags me into hated light, [ 

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Lanes private, unfrequented, dark bye-paths, 
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Where not : a ray of Phoebus ſmiles, 1 ſearch. 


aſſiduous. ——Should a friend but meet me, Qraight 
Methinks he ſhakes his head, or elſe aſkance 


; Eyes me with diſtant look.— 
| © Bedecks yon wretch” I hear, or ſee to hear 

Sir Fopling cry. —To crown my woe, what nymph, 
Flutt ring along in all the laxury 


Of dreſs, but 908 with killing glance, the beau 


In rags! 
Good fire, ſo patient of intreaty, ſtill 
Obdurate, little to my plairis, ſtill plead 

In deadly long harangue I know not what 
Of taxes vaſt, hard times, e dear ?— 
Away ſuch ſtuff, hard of digeſtion, crude;— 
I yet alternate vex'd with rage and ſhame 
Reus ths when Ouartana fell aſſails, 


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too much to bear—too much—and ſtill | 


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Now now ſhe ſhoots convulſive thro' each vein, 


Bolls, rages, foams—and now again reverſe 
In chilling horrors ſlowly, ſcarcely creeps ; 
The ſhiv'ring ſoul ſinks nerveleſs, ſpiritleſs, 


Nor hardly life retains, nor wiſhes to retain. 


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0 DE to WI N T E R. 


mp HE fairy ſcenes of botüntsedio M0 Spring, 

And Summer's ſmile, and Autumn's golden fields : 
Are gradually fled ; and now 
The hoary-headed fire 


| Steals on at chilly morn and eve, with ſtole 
In raifs all bath'd, and feet all white with froſts ; 
And his ſtern reign obey 
Commands the ſighing bout 


Farewell 


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Farewell the joys that claim'd the vacant hour F 
Smil'd when the ſolter year ;—or rural _ _— 6 


Cool maſs, + or ſmooth fail, 


On claſſic Ifis wave, 


Yet, yet lov'd Autumn, on ſome miſted hill WT . 0 
At eve's dim hour, O let me thy laſt breath | 14 
Catch, and ſad bid adieu 


Thy charms that once ſo fair; 
Eer now the houſed traveller ſhiv'ring tells . * 
Of threat'ning Winter blaſts from naked trees | 


The landſcape's ſickening bloom, 
With fields all drown'd in floods: | 


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rne coffee. houſe murmurs, or at aheyihouſe ſtill 
Varies each liſtening face 


As rules each ſiſter- power. 


O Winter! tho' cer fierce with angry ſtorm 
Thy wild tempeſtuous ſoul, the bitt'reſt foe 
To each fair grace, whoſe charms. 


Smile RA the youthful Spring 3 


Vet when emblazes gay thy loaded hearth, 


And warms the loud-tongued room; when Humour tells, 


Solemn his look, his tale, 
And burſts the hearty laugh; 


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O then, 


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O then, tho' all thy madding tempeſts ſhake 
My little dome, not all pageant pomp 
Of Summer's proudeſt day 
My ſocial foul could charm. 


Now jilting cards uſurp the evening hours 
Teazing the anxious mind; and Bacchus now 
Leaps wanton from the caſk, 


And bumpered goblets ſmile. 


But wine-fluſh'd thought, and poiſonous pleaſure hence! 2 | 


With tott ring ſtep, and eyes of giddy fight, 
Far fly my temperate roof 


And reel to bagnios foul. 


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Ye ſober joys and modeſt pleaſures i bleſs 
My winter's eve ; the while no foot is heard 
To print the crumpling ſnow, 


Wide Whitening to the eye. 


And all ye ſouls, not, as the ſeaſon, rude, 


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But ſofter form'd ; come, and with converle {weet, 
With learning grac'd with eaſe, 


And attic wit refin'd, 


Inſtruct, enchant the philoſophic hour, , 
But chief, O power of ſong, let thoſe lord lays 


By nature's * poet breath' 6. 


Fill all my paſſion d. ſoul. 1 4 


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Thy votary warm; 0 bid © one living ray 
Smile on the . verle, 


And give the genuine bard. 


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Gentle Sleep! Shall the rude voice 
Of ſober dulneſs, whoſe cold *, 
Muſes on 2 ches and une joys, — 
Shall ſuch rude voice condemn thy peaceful reign! 


What though, before the wrighu hair d morn 
In glory walks the Eaſtern hills, 
Swift from his bed of care the poor rich man 


Starts, ang renews the Jenin of each dull dons 


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Shall I, lov'd ſleep, whoſe idle thought 
er loves the airy wilds to roam 
Of fancy, ſhall I blame thine opiate power, 
And burſt thy ſilken bands, and fly from peace ? 


No gentle ſleep! the while the world 

Renews at nen the toil 4 
Of empty cares — then 1 on down diffas'd | 
With thee will paſs the hears in viſions fair, | 


How ſweet when Winter's fleecy ſnows 


From the low clouds ſteal filent, ſoft, 


And whiten the cold earth, that bloom'd ſo late 


Hill, vale, and grove in livelieſt green array'd ; 


How 


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How feet to ope my heavy eyes | 
And thro the window, glaz'd to view 
The fleecy ſnows, the whiten'd carth—then bleſs my couch, 


And ſteal again to reſt, and gentle dreams! 


For fancy wild, that never ſleeps, . | 
To ſunny climes, to ſtreams and ſhades - 
Wanton ſhall fly; where breathes its airy tones 


The Zolian harp, by zephyrs lightly fann'd, 


Where golden fruits and purple wines 
| Glow to the eye; where Delia's form 


Shall brighten thro' the grove, like thoſe ſoft powers 


Wood-nymph or goddeſs, or like that firſt fair, 


Eve, 


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Eve, ho in Eden's hallow'd bowers 

The Father of Mankind encharm'd. | : 
Inſtant I fly, all fir, to thoſe white arms, 


T, o that white breaſt of love ;—with een voice 


— 


What though ſhe chide each wanton kiſs 
And murmur anger in ſweet ſighs ;— 


Yet ſhall her yielding charms with happictt joy 


Bleſs my warm vows, my fondeſt. wiſhes bleſs. 


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Es angel pure! when nights dark hour 
Inſpires the ſoul with awful thought ; 
When Fancy paints ſome ory dream 


Of choſtly forms that haunt "WY earthly home ; ; 


O then my ſtartling eye Thall meet 
Thy ſpirit bleſt; thy parent ſmile 
Again ſhall warm my fluttering ſoul, 
And thy fond voice again ſhall melt my heart. 
JJ es 


* A ſuperior artiſt will ſometimes condeſcend to exert his talent upon the moſt trifling 
ſubject. Dr. P. Haves, Muſical Profeſſor at Oxford, has in the ſame manner honour'd this 
little piece. To him therefore, with ſome degree of propriety, but more as ſome expreſſion 
of gratitude for n not cafily forgotten the Author Neg. leave to inſcribe this Sonnet. 


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Bleſt ſhade! if yet to thee belongs . 


To touch my ſoul with ſecret charm ; 

Fill it with all thoſe graces dear 
Which beam'd in faireſt luſtre o'er thy mind 
Then lov'd of heav'n, in humble hope 
Like thee I'll fink-to boly carth 


With thee will wait for that high morn 


When ſprings the light of God's eternal day. 


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C AY gentle power from whoſe fair eyes 

" Beam trembling hopes and pleaſures pure, 
Say will no cling maid, with tender ſmile 
Bleſs my warm vow, and calm my ſoul to peace ? 


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Will no fair morn, whoſe golden light 


| Wakes the young Spring, will no fair morn 


Call Hymen from the bower where myrtles bloom 


And yield to my fond arms the maid of love? 


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Ah no for me no golden light 
Wakes Hymen's laughing morn, no maid of love 


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Unbleſs d, unmourn d 1 in ſorrow da I live, | 


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And hope, and pleaſures pure, Saen my fickenin 9 foul. 


HORACE. 


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To Ts L VR E. 


IF eer the laurel ſhade beneath, 
L Bleſt with ſoft caſe, I touch'd thy firings, 


Calling ſuch magic ſtrains as. future times 


: Might hear encharm'd—O'come imperial lyre, 


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F Fill with thy force the Roman ſong ; 
As when e'erwhile the Leſbian chief, 


Form'd or for arms or arts, firſt knew thy powers, 


Firſt touch'd thee with the hand of harmony = « _ 


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Or on n dome ſea-beat ſhore ſafe moor d 


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From oceans florm; the rofy god he ſang, 


And way hallow! d d mule and Fm” $ quoen: 


Nor yet unſung the wanton boy, 


Her fix'd attendant, nor the youth 
 Lycus, with ebon locks, and eyes of love. 
O thou, the glory of the god of ſong, 
Imperial lyre! whoſe charmful voice | 1:4 ot 
Sounds 'mid the banquets of * Jon: is:2's foo of Gr 
O ſoother ſoft of woe, propitious hear, r 
And e'er, when due invok d, my call obey. . i 
HORACE. 


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H OR A C E. Ode 17. | Book 2 


A INVITATION ro TYNDARIS. 


AUNUS, the rural power, o'er ſtreams and ſhades | 
Who gentle reigns, dear loves Lyceus mount, | 
Arcadian ; yet oftime the god, _ 


For lov'd Lyceus, courts the hills a 


lofr fair Lucretilis, and my foft flock 

Guards from wet winds and Summer's fiery ſun. 
Free ranging thro' the peaceful grove,— 
Sweet thyme they cull 7 and each ſweet ſhrub 


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| Vita, Faunus oaten Pipe 
Echoes the paſt ral ſong. Thus bleſt of heav'n, 
My gentle life I lead, and ſacred powers 
Watch over me; belov'd my muſe, 
My humble piety below d. 
Come then, 0 mind of beauty, for to thee 
Our rural wealth, fair flowers, and nectar' d fruits: 
Laviſh ſhall flow ; - whate'er with {mile | 
Plenty from her rich horn free pours. ( 


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Here mid the ſhades that darken the lone wats 


Deep hid from burning ſuns, thy fingers light 
In lig ſounds the Teian lyre 


Shall wake, and ſing the rival b 


Penelope, and her with magic arts, . 
With beauties magic charms, ſo falſe ain fair. 
- Hi Leſbian wines, nene * 


Crowning the board, ſhall | rempt thy taſte. 


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Leſt the hot blooded Cyrus dare, 


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Nor ſparing 905 th' unconſcious robe 


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“ Still paſſion wake he; ſoft alarm 


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« O fly thou dear-deluding dream 
© O hence ye ſcenes to fancy dear ! 
« No more I'll muſe the love-lorn theme 


Y No more I'll ſhed the penſive tear. 


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« That wanton kiſs each _ ſweet, 


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Thus ſpoke the heart from paſſion free, 


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Ah m61-poor; weak, unguarded heart, 
I feel return the ſickening pain; | 
Yet, yet again the magic an 
Strikes with new force each throbbing vein. 


and: once again all fad and flow 


I wander thro' the moon-light grove, 


And ftrive to charm away my woe 


« Go gentle lute, with ſofteſt air 

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= Thy ſound ſhall melt the paſſion'd fair 
« Her Mile * love a crown me bleſt. 


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« Come, golden hours, to fancy. dear, 
„Come hours, by love and Delia 'bleſt, 


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