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XI04 Sele^ Poetry, Antunt and Modern^ Supplement, 1796.
(Might (he but d;ue t' iiiteirogste thy (hade),
V.'alt thou the firltof all the"geii'ruu5b.ind,
AVho, fmit with liuinaii woe, ledrelTive
fearcli'd
Into the lienors of the gloomy gaol r"
JJo ! Thoralon wept their woes ; and in-
wartl felt
Wliat fympjthizing fpirits only feel.
His geii'ioiis iviiiiJ was ever proiflj^t to aid
With couufelof witli wit; to cheerdiflrrfs;
T'inftnidt, admonilh, and to blefs, man-
kind. . [ftie owes
'T was he too fang Biitannia * j nvuch
To his fuperior geiiiut ; for, his fong
Stoop'd not to p:u ty ; hut, afpiring Itill,
And emulous to nrnfe her fleeping fons,
Held up to view fair Liberty's bright form,
"Mild, yet m.ijeftic ; bold as erft Ihe fhone
In the bright forutVi of illuftrious Ronje.
Through all this poem matchlefs beauties
rife, , {line ;
And f^rongdef(;rip:ion marks each nt^rvous
ICor lefs the cliarrps of allegory pleafe
Than thejufl maxims that his vtrfecorrveys.
Hear v/iat that Mnfe prophetically fings.
And let each Briton ponJeren the tlioiight:
" But, foou as Independence ftoops the
head,
To vice eiiilav'd, and vice-created v.'ants ;
Then to lome foul corrupting hand, whofe
wafte [feeds ;
Thefe heighten'd wants with fatal bounty
From man to man the llack'niug ruin runs,
Till the wliole ftate, unuerv'd, in flav'ry
finks f !'
Nor let tlie Mufe forget the friendly lays
to virtuous Talbot \ due ; liis h;gh dtfcrt
Stands fair recorded in jiathetic verle,
Lhimixt with aduLitioii. Tliomfon ! thou
Difiiain'dft the venal foi'g. -Thy nobler foul
Still rofe fuperior to fiich low defigris;
Thy grateful he.irt, lu^ceptible and fiim,
Imhih'il each ftrong impreflion ; always felt
The warm emotions of a mind furcharg'd
With obligations, ne'er to be repaid.
Hence glow'd the fervor of thy adlive foul,
Diffufive, yet fiiicere; coUeding all
The noble virtues that adnrn'd thy friend,
His mild endearing mannei s, that attach'u
Til' adniTiiig audience, with each other
pleab'd. [worth
Illuflrituis Bard ! thrice happy^hey whofe
Procur'd tlie meeJ of thy immovta! hiys,
To place the-.r virUies iii the flrongeft light,
Still unimpair'd by time ! [will rife
But who Ihall thine rehearfe I ^ay, wha
With pow'rs fuflicient to enricli the theme,
And paint thv geutiiiie rr.ent, ufing Itjil
As nure thy beauties ftrike each ravtfh'd
fcnfe ! Charles Graham.
» Britanriia, a poem.
f See Liberty, a poem, part II. 1. 495
Xo 500.
I See his poem to the memory of Lord
Chancellor I'albot.
Mr. Urban,
THE following poetical AdvertifemenC
is th'.- produftlon of a young lady of
Korfolk, , :)J appears to me not unworthy
of a column in your Magazine. Jc was oc-
cafioned by tlie fon of a Nobleman in that
county having loft his uriting-box, in his
way from Eton to his father's feat.
Tempcaneton.
LOST, on Newmarket's barren road,
A Writing-box, of polifh'd wood ;
Contents are variouf, yet I
To recolleft-ihem all will try ;
For, I mw'\ trace them with my pen.
Ere I receive them back again.
But firfl let ire attempt to tell
How this difaftrous lofs befel :
With heart elate at leaving fciiool,
Relaas'd from ev'ry rigid rule,
My ardent hope and boundlefsjoy
Ne'er dreamt of meeting with allov ;
Quick tiic thoughts dart acrofs my mind.
Thoughts tiiat to home are allconfin'd;
On each pafl fcene they fondly dwell,
VV'liich faithful mem'ry paints fo well.
Then glar.ce along, with rapid cliange,
O'er ev'ry fpot I lov'd to range ;
Eager, on expctflation's wing,
To that dear home my wiflies fpring ;
The kindeft father's conrtant care.
The fondeft mother, wait me there ;
Sifters who will rcu * and teaze me.
But who both delight to pleafe me ;
Ev'n Pilfer f my return will hail.
Look win fully, and wag his tail ;
With thefe ideas in my pate,
I ne'er difcnver'J, till too late,
My precious box, alas 1 was flo>VD,
And with it all my treafures gone ;
Though for pen and ink allotted.
Learned themes on paper blotted,
Wafers, wax, and tutor's letter,
Yet I added things flill better —
A pencil from a lady fair,
Direfted to hfy " Edward dear i"*
A cafe to hold her billet-doux ;
A ring to wed with when we chnfe ;
A mop % to keep my kitchen clean ;
A filver label for my gin ;
A purfc, but not much money there,
To bring back that I feldom care ;
A night-cap, tooijh-brulhes, and comb ;
And gifts to raffle for at home ;
Half-pence of coinage rare there he,
AikI little buckles for my knee ;
The keys of all my working-tools ;
And crackers to play off at fools.
I twenty other things deplore ;
Bat, left 1 fhould be call'd a bore, .-
I clofe my lift, and fay no more. *
* An Etonian exprelfion.
f Ned's favourite dog.
X A fairing.
IN,