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ODE to be performed by Dr. BRETTLE, See yonder pair! no worldly views

In Chloe's generous breast refided : and a Chorus of Hales-owen Citizens.

Love bade her the spruce valet chuse,

And she by potent love was guided. The Instrumental Part, a Viol d'Amour.

for this! the quits her golden dreams, AIR by the Doctor.

In her gile coach no more she ranges:
WAKE! say, awake good people

And her rich crimfon, bright with gems,
And be for once alive and gayi

For cheeks impearl'd with tears, the chao. Come let's be merry ; stir the tipple ;

ges. How can you sleep,

Though sordid Celia own'd your power,
Whilft I do play? how can you sleep, &c.

Think not so monstrous my disgrace is :

You gain'd this nymph-that very hour

I gain'd a score in different places.
Pardon, O! pardon, grea: musician!

On drowsy souls some pity take!
For wonderous hard it is our condition,
To drink thy beer,

E PILOGUE to the Tragedy of Cleone.
Thy strains to hear;
To drink,

TELL, ladies—so much for the tragic stile
To hear,

And now the custom is to make you smile. And keep awake!

To make us smile !-methinks I hear you YaySOLO by the DOCTOR.

Why, who can help it, at so it, ange a play? Hear but this train-r’twas made by Hau- The Captain gone three years!-and then to

blame del,

The faultless conduct of his virtuous dame! A wight of skill, and judgment deep! Zoonters they're gone-sal, bring a candle-My stars!—what gentle belle would think it trea

fon, No, here is one, and he's allecp.

When thus provok'd, to give the brute some reaDU ETT E.

fon? Dr.-How could they go Soft music. Out of my house !-this night, forfooth depart? Whilft I do play?

A modern wife had said " With all my hear(mm. Sal.—How could they go ! Warlike music

. But think not, haughty Sir, Ml go alone !
How should they stay?

Order your coach-conduct me safe to town
Give me my jewels, wardrobe, and my maid
And pray take care my pin-woney be paid."

Such is the language of each modil fair;
PLUTUS. Yet memoirs, not of modern growth, declare

The time has been when modesty and truth
HEN Celia, Love's eternal foe,

Were deem'd additions to the charms of youth :
To rich old Gomez firct was marry'd;

When women hid their necks, and veil'd their

faces, And angry Cupid came to know, His shafts had err'd, his bow miscarry'd;

Nor romp’d, nor rak'd, nor star'd at public

places, He ligh’d, he wept, he hung his head,

Nor took the airs of Amazons for graces :
On the cold ground, full fad, he laid him;

Then plain domestic virtues were the mode,
When Plutus, there by fortune led,

And wives nc'er dreamt of happiness abroad;
In this desponding plight survey'd him.

They lov'd their children, learn'd no flaunting And sure, he cry'd, you'll own at last

airs, Your boasted power by mine exceeded : But with the joys of wedlock mix'd the cares. Say, wretched bny, now all is pa!t,

1 hose times are pafi-yec sure they mei it praise, How little he your efforts heeded.

For marriage triumph'd in those golden days: If with success you would affail,

By chaste decorum they affection gain'd;

By faith and fondness what they won mantain'd. Gild, Youngster, doubly gild your arrows: Little the feather'd shafts avail,

'Tis yours, ye fair to bring those days again, Thou wing'd from Mamma’s doves and spar- Make beauty's Instre amiable as bright,

And form a new the hearts of thoughtless men;

And give the soul, as well as sense, delight; What though each reed. each arrow grew, Reclaim from folly a fantastic age,

Where Venus bath'd herself; depend on't. 'T were more for use, for beauty too,

That scorns the press, the pulpit, and the stage.

Let truth and tenderness your breasts adorn,
A diamond sparkled at the end on't.

The marriage chain with tranSport shall be worn;
Peace, Plutus, peace !-the boy reply'd; Each blooming virgin rais’d into a bride
Wcre not my arts by yours infekted,

Shall double all their joys, their cares divide; I could cach other power deride,

Alleviate grief, compose the jars of trife,
Aud rule this circle, unno!cted.

lad pour the balm that sweetens human life. YOL. VII.




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Dubious he stray'd, with wavering thoughts pos

Alternare poslions struggling tar'd his breast;

The various arts what human cares divide,
The JUDGMENT of HERCULES. In deep attention all his mind employ'd :

înxious if fame an equal bliss secur'd ;

Or filent case with softer charms allur'd. W! HILE blooming spring descends from ge- The iylvan choir, whole numbers sweetly flow'd, nial skies,

i he fount that murmur'd, and the flowers that By whose mild influence intant woners rise ;

bow'd ; Trom whose fort breath Elysian beauties flow;

The filver food that in meanders led I he sweets of Hagley, or the pride oí Siowe;

His glittering streams along th' enliven'd mead; Will Lytrleton the rural landikip range

The foothing breeze, and all thole heauties join'd, Leave noisy fame, and not regret the change?

Which, whilst they p care, effeminate the mind, Pleas'd will he tread the garden's early scenes,

In vain! while dittunt on a summit rais'd, And learn a moral from che riêng greens ?

Th' imperial towers of fame attractive blaz’d. There, warm’d alike by Sol's enlivening power, The weed, aspiring. einulates the flower :

While thus he trac'd through fancy's puzzling The dronping Power, its fairer charms display'd, Invites, from grateful hands, their generous aid :

The separate swects of pleasure and of praise ; Soon, if none check th’invasive fox's deligns,

Sudceii the wind a fragrant gale convey'd, The lively lustre of theie scenes declines !

And now a lufire gain'd upon the shade. ’lis thus the spring of youth, the morn of life, At once, before his wonderin eyes were seen Rears in our minds the rival feeds of strifc.

Two female forms, of more than mortal mien." I hen passion riots, reason then contends ;

Various their charnis ; and in their dress and face, And, on the conquert, every bliss depends :

Each seem'd to vie with some peculiar grace, Life. from the nice decision, takes its hue;" ,

This, whose attire less clogg'd with art appear’d, And bleit chefe judges who decide like you!

The simple sweets of innocence endear’d. On worth like theirs hall every bliss attend !

Her sprightly bioom, her quick fagacious eye, The world their favourite, and the world their

Shew'd patire merit, miz'd with modesty. friend.

Her air diffusd a mild yet aweful ray, There are, who, blind to thought's fatiguing Severely sweet, and innocently gay. ray,

Such ihe chaste jinage of the martial maid, As fortune gives examples, urge their way :

In arrleistölds of virgin white array'd ! Nor virues foes though they her paths decline,

She let no borrow'd rose her checks adorn, And scarce her friends, though with her friends Her bluhing checks, that sham'd the purple

they join In her's, or vice's casual road advance

Her charms nor had, nor wanted artful foils, Thughtless, the finners or the saints of chance ! Or study'd ge{tures, or well-practis'd smiles. Yet some more nobly scorn the vulgus voice;

She scorn’d the toys which render beauty less : With judgement fix, with zeal pursue tiir She prov'd th' en aging chastity of dress; choice,

And while she chote in native charms to shine, When ripen'd thought, when reason born to reign, Ev’n thus the seem’d, nay more than seem’d, diChecks the wil i turults of the youthful vein ; Vi hile passion's lawless eides, at their command,

One modest emerald clasp'd the robe she wore, Glide through more useful tracts, and bless the And, in her hand, th' imperial sword the bore. land.

Sublime her height, majestic was her pace, Happiest of these is he whose matchless mind.

Add na ch'd the aw ul honours of her face. By learning Irenghten’d, and by taite refind,

The shrubs, the flowers, that deck'd the verdant In virtue's caufe day d its earliel: powers;

ground, Chofe virtue's paths, and strew'd her paths with Seen’d, where he trod, with riling lufre Aowers.

crown'd. The firat alarm’d, is freedom waves her wings :

Still her approach with feronger influence warm’d; The fittest to adorn each art she brings :

She pleas'd, while distant ; but, when near, she Lov'u hy that prince whom every virtue fires;

charmid, Prais’d by that bard whom every Mufe inspires : So krikes the gazer's eye, the filver gleam Bleft in tuneful art, the social fiume ;

That glittering quivers o'er a diftant stream: In all that wins, in alichat merits fame :

But from its banks we see new beauties rise, 'Twas yonth's perplexing-stage his doubts in. And, in its cry al bosom, trace the kies. fpir'd,

With other charms the rival vision glow'd; When great i lcides to a grove retir'd.

And from her dress her tinsel beauties Aow'd. Through the love windings of a devious glade, A futtering robe her pamper'd shape conceald, Relign’d to thought, with lingering steps he and seem'd to shade the charms it best reveald, fray'd ;

Its form, contriv'd her faulty size to grace, Bleft with a mind to taste forcerer jost:

Its hue, to give fresh luftrc to her face. Arm'd with a heart each false one to despire.




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Her plaited hair disguis'd with brilliants glard; Industrious thou halt Cupid's wars maintain,
Her cheeks the ruby's neighbouring luftië thar'd; And evit gently fight tiis folt campaign.
The gawdy topaz lent its çay supplies,

Ilis darts alone thaki wield, his wounds endure !
And every gem that frikes less curious eyes ; Yæt only luffer, io enjoy, the cure.
Exposed her breast with foreign Inveis per-Yied but comema choir of nymphs shall rise,

and fire thy breast and bless thy ravilh'd eyes. And, round her brow, a refeate earland bloom'd. Their brauterus cheeks a fairer rofe Mall wcar, Soft smiling, blushing lips conceal'd her wilcs ; A brighter lily on their necks appear; Yet, ah! the blushes artful as the smiles.

Vhere foudly thou chy favour'd head shall rest, Oft-gazing on her shade, th’enraptur'd fair Soft a; the cown that swells the cygnet's net! Decreed the fubftance well deferv'd her care : White Phi omei jo cach soft voice complains, Iler thoughts, to others charms mainly blind, And gent y luilis thee with nie l.fiuvus strains : Center'd in that, and were to that confiniti Whillt, with each accent, Sweetcit odtours flow; And if on others eyes a g'ance were thrown, And spicy gums round every bosom glow. 'Twas but to watch the influence of her own. Not the fam'd bird Asabian clines adınire, Much like her guardian, fair Cyu-ra's queen,

Shall in such luxury of sweets expire. When for her warrior fie refines her mich; et floth let war's victorious funs exclaim; Or when, to bless her lleian favourite's arms,

In vain! for yleasure is my real name ; The radiant fair invigorates her charnis.

Nor envy thou the head with bays o'ergrown ; Much like her pupil, Egypt's sportive dame,

Tie, Icek thou rolus tu adorn thy owu : Her dress expresive, and her air the funne, for well each opening Scene, that claims my When her gay bark o'er filver Cydnos rolla,

care, And all th' emblazon'd freamers wav'd in gold.

Suits and defurves the beauteous crown I wear. Such thone the vibon, nor forvore to move

Let others prune the vine; the genial bowi, The fond contagious aiss of lawless love. Each wanton cye deludin glances fir'a,

Shall crown thy table, and enlarge thy foul. And anorous dimples on each check confpird.

Lét vulgar hands explore the brillant mine, Liseless her guit, and flow, with teening pain,

So the gay produce glitcr still on thine. She dragg'a ber loitering limbs alune the pla11;

Indulgent Bacchus loads his labouring tree, Yet made fame faint costs, and Sist approach

sind, guarding, giys its clufuritig sweets, to the Swain. So glaring draughts, with tandry lustre bright,

For my lov'd trar, Apollo's piercing beam Spring to the view, and suh won ihe fight :

Duris iliruuh the pallive gebe, and frames the

Sen More dowly ciarms a kaphavi's challer air, Waits the culm search, and pays the fear her's Nor fight tho'e guds, their bietlings unenjos 'd!

See in niy cause confunting gods employ'd.

For the the popiar thall its anber drain; Wrap'd in a pleas'd fufpence, the youth fur. For thee, in clouded beauty, fpring the cane ; vey'd

Some culily tribute every clime fhail pay; The various charms of cach attractive mid: Sume changing is valure every wind convey ; Alternate each he view d, and each admiril, Each obicct round some plealing scene shall And found, alternate, varsing fame- inspir'd.

yit 14; Quick o'er their forms bois cyes with picature Art buil: thy dome, while nature desko thy field; rin,

of Corinth's order llail the flru&ure rife; When the, who first approach'l bim fiirt began, The spiring turetsgliicer through thic kies; “ Hither, dear buy, Cired thy Wusidering

Thy coiliy rube thall grow with Tyrian rays;

Uy valc thall-Sparkli, and thy car thil biuze; eyes; 'Tis here the lovely vale of pleasure lies.

Yet thui, v.dintuves poup the sun display, Nebate no more, to me thy life relin ;

Sivult unil iho amorous night exceeds the day. Each (wcet which bature can dillule is mine, When mciting fiftes, and sweetly-fouuding For me the nymph diversifies her power,

Tyres Springs in a tree, or blossoms in a flowur; Wale the way loves, and cite the young desires ; To please my ear, she tunes the linnet's ilrains; Or, in th' lonia vlance, fim tavourit maid To please my eye, with lilies paints the plains ; Improves th: flame" her fparisling eyes convey'd ; To form my couch, in mossy beds the grows;

Thirk, caust thou quit a glowing Dulia's arms, To gratify iny smell, perfumes the rule;

To feed en viriue's vifi-nary choisis ; Reveals the fair, the fircile fene, you see,

Or Dieht the joys which wit and youth engage, And (wells the vegetable world, for me.

For the last lionour ví a frezeu lige? Let the gull’d fool the toils of war pursue,

lc find dull envy cv'u tha hope sicface, Where bleed the many to enrich the few :

sind, wlere you twild for clory, reap disgrace? V here chance from courage claims the boalled

O! think that beauty waits on thy decree, prize :

and thy lov't love'icil charmur plads with me... Where, though the give, your country oft de. She, whof: loft imile, or geniis glauce to move, nies,

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In whose endearments years, like moments, iew; He figh'd, he gaz'd, so sweetly smil'd the dame;
For whose endearments miilions seem'd too'few; Yet, fighing, guzing, seem'd io, scorn his fame,
She, the implores; she hids thee seize the prime, | And, oft as virtue caught his wandering eye,
And trcad with her the flowery tract of time; 4 crimson blush condemn’d the rising ligh.
Nor thus her lovely bloom of life bestow

'Twas such the lingering Trojan's shame betray'd On some cold lover, or insulting foe.

When Maia’s fon the frown of Juve display'd: Think, if against that tongue thou canst rebel, When wealth, fame, empire, could no balance Where love yet dwelt, and reason feem'd to dwell;

prove, What strong persuasion arms her softer fighs! For the soft reign of Dido, and of love. What full conviction sparkles in her eyes!

Thus ill with arduous glory love conspires;

Soft tender flames with bold inipetuous fires! See nature smiles, and birds salute the shade, Where breaching jasmin screens the sleeping maid: Some hovering doubts his anxious bosom mov'd, And such her charnis, as to the vain may prove, And virtue, zealous fair! those doubts improv'd. Ambition seeks more humble joys than love!

Fly, fly, fond youth, the too indulgent There busy toil shall ne'er invade thy reign,

maid, Nor sciences perplex thy labouring brain : Nor err, by such fantastic scenes betray'd. Or nonc, but what with equal sweets invite;

Though in my path che rugged thorn be fcen, Nor other arts, but to prolong delight:

And the dry turf disclose a fainter green; Sometimes thg fancy prune ber tender wing,

Though no gay rose or flowery product thine, Te praise a pendant, or to grace a ring ;

Thc barren surface still conceals the mine. To fix the dress that suits each varying mien; Lach thorn that threatens, ev’n the weed that To shew where best the clustering gems are seen;

grows To figh soft strains along the vocal grove, In virtue's path, superiot sweets beslows-And tell the charms, the sweet effects of love'!

Yet should those boasted, specious toys allure, Nor fear to find a coy disdainful Muse;

Whence could fond foth the flattering gifts proNor think the filters will their aid refuse.

cure? Cool grots, and tinkling rills, or filent shades, The various wealth that tempts thy fond desire, Soft scenes of leisure! fuit th’ harmonious maids ; | 'Tis I alone, her greatest foe, acquire. And all the wise, and all the grave decrec

I from old ocean rob the treasur'd store ; Sone of that facred train ally'd to me.

I through each region, latent gems explore; But if more specious ease thy wishes claim, 'Twas I the rugged brilliant first reveal'd, And thy breat glow with faint desire of fanie, By numerous strata deep in earth conceald, Some foster science shall thy thoughts amuse, ?Tis I the surface yet refine, and show And learning's name a folemn sound diffuse? The modeft gem's intrinsic charms to glow. To thee all nature's curious stores i ll bring, Nor swells the grape, nor fpires its feeble tree Explain the heauties of an insect's wing;

Without the firm supports of industry. The plant, which nature, less diffusely kind,

But grant we floth the scene herself has drawn, Has to few climes with partial care confin'd: The moffy grotto, and the flowery lawy; The Shell sne fcatters with more careless air, Let Philomela tune th' harmonious gale, And, in her frolicks, seems supremely fair ; And with each breeze eternal sweets exhale; The worth that dazzles in the tulip's stains,

Let gay Pomona slight the plains around, Ur lurks beneath a pebble's various veins.

And chuse, for faireit fruits, the favour'd ground; Sleep's downy god, averse to war’s alarms, To bless the fertile vale should virtue cease, Shall o'er thy head diffuse his softet charms; Nor mossy grots, nor flowery lawns could please; Ere anxious thought thy dear repose assail, Nor gay Pomona's luscious gifts avail, Or care, my most destructive foe, prevail. The found harmonious, or the fpicy gale. The watery nymphs shall tune the vocal vales, Seeft thou yon rocks in dreadsu! pomp arise, And gentle zephyrs harmonize their gales, Whose rugged cliffs desorm th' encircling Skies? For thy repose, inform, with rival joy,

Those fields, whence Phæbus all their moillure Their treains to murmur, and their winds to figh.

drains, Thus shalt thou spend the sweetly-flowing day,

And, too profusely fond, disrobes the plains? Tilflost in bliss thou breath'st thy soul away : Wlien ( vouchsafe to tread the barren foil, Till she t'Elysian bowers of joy repair,

Those rocks seem lovely, and those deserts smile. Nor find my charming scenes exceeded there."

The form thou view'st, to every, scene with ease She ceas'd; and on a lily bank reciin'd,

Transfers its charms, and every scene can please. Her flowing robe wav'd wanton with the wind :

When I have on those pathless wilds appear'd; One tender hand her drooping head sustains ;

And the lone wanderer with my presence chear'd;

Those cliffs the exile has with pieasure view'd, One points, expressive, to the flowery plains. Soon the fond youth perceiv'd her inducnce roll, and call d the desert blissful solitude ! Deep in his breast, to melt his manly soul.

Nor I alone to such extend my care: As when Favonius joins the solar blaze,

Fair-blooming health surveys her altars there. And each fair fabric of the frost decays.

Brown exercise will lead thee where she reigns, Soon, to his-breast, the soft harangue s nvey'd And with refeded lustre gild the plains.. Resolves too partial to the specious maid.


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With her, in fiower of youth, and beauty's pride, Orađive worth the laurel war bestows:
Her offspring, calm content and peace, refide.

Peate rears he: olive for industrious brows;
One ready offering fuits each neighbouring shrine; Nor earth, uncultur’d, yields its kind supplies:
And all obey their laws, wbos pratile mine, Nor heaven, its showers without a facrifice.
But health averse from floth's smooth region See far below such groveling scenes of Mame,

As lull to rest ignavia's flumbering dame.
And, in her absence, pleasure droops and dies. Her friends, from all the toils of fame secure,
Her bright companions, mirth, delight, renose, Alas ! inglorious, greater toils endure.
smile where she imiles, and ficken when the goes. Doom'd ail to mourn, who in her cause engage
A galaxy of powers! whose fornis appear

A youth enervate, and a painful age;
For ever beauteous, and for ever near.

A fickly fapless mais, if reason flies ;
Nor will soft fleep to floth's request incline, And, if the linçer, impotently wise!
Hc from her couches flies unbid to mine.

A thoughtless train, who pamperid, sleek, and
Vain is the sparkling howl, the warbling strain,

Th'incentive long, the labour'd viand vain !

Invite old age, and revel youth away ;
Where she relentless reigns without control,

From life's fies vigour move the load of care,
And checks each gay excursion of the soul.: And idly place it where they least can bear,
Unmov'd, though beauty, deck'd in all its charms, When to the mind, diseas'd, for aid they fty,
Grace the rich couch, and spread the softest arms:

What kind refledion shall the mind supply?
Till jeyless indolence fuggefts defires;

When, with lost health, what should the loss al-
Or drugs are fought to furnish languid fires :

Such languid fires as on the vitals prey,

Peace, peace is loft : a comfortless decáy !
Darren of bliss, but fertile of decay.

But to my friends, when youth, when pleasure.
As artful heats, apply'd to thirty lande,

fiies, Produce no fowers, and but debase che funds,

And earth's dim beauties fade before their eyes, But let fair health her chearing smiles impart, Through deatli's dark visa flowery tracts are, How sweet is nature, how fuprrfluous art!

'Sis se the fountain's ready draught commends,

Flysian plains, and groves for ever green.
And smooths the finty couch which fortuve lends, ' If o'er their lives a refluent glance they caft,
And when my hero from his toils retires,

Their's is the present who tan praise the past.
Filis his bosom with unusual fires,

Life has its blits for these, when past its bloom,
And, while no checks th' unhounded joy reprove,

As wither'd roses yield a late perfume.
Aids and refines the genuine sweets of love.

Serene, and safe from passion's itormy rage,
His fairest prospect riling trophies frame;

How calm they glide into the port of age !
His sweetest music is the voice of fame;

Of the rude voyage less depriv'd than cas'd;
I'lcasures to sloth unknown ! she never found More iir'd than pain’d, and weaken'd than disa

How fair the prospect, or how sweet the sound
See fame's gay structure from yon

For health on age, 'tis temperance must bestow; fummit

And peace from picty alone can flow; charms,

And all the incenie bounteous Jove requires, And fires the manly breast to arts or arına;

Has sweets for him who feeds the sacred fires. Nor dread the steep afcent, by which you rise

Sloth views the towers of fame with envious
From groveling vales to towers which reach the

Defirnus ftill, fill impotent to rise.
Love, fame, esteem, 'tis labour mult acquire : Off, when résoly'd to gain those blissful towers,
Ihc smiling offspring of a rigid fire !

The perf.ve queer the dire afcent explores,
To fix the friend, your service must be siewn ; Conies onwari, wafied by the balmy trees,
All, ere they lov'd your merit, lov'd their own. Some fylvin music, or some scented breeze :
That wondering Greece your portrait may ad- she turns her head, her own gay realın fhulp es,

And ail the short-liv'd resolution dies.
That tuneful bards may string for you their lyre, Thus fome fond infe&t's faultering pinions wave,
That books may praile, or coins record your Claip'd in its favourite sweets, a iali ing slave :

And thus in vain these charming visions please
Sush, fuch' rewards 'tis toil alone can claim ! The wretch of glory, and the llave of eufe :
And the same column which displays to view Doom'd ever in ignoble state co pine,
The conqueror's name, di plays the cor.quest too. Boast her own scenes, and languish after mire.
'Twas slow experience, tedious mistress! taught

But thiwn her snares, nor ler the world exclaim,
All that e'er nobly spoke, or bravely fought.

Thy birth, which was thy glory, prov'd thy 'I was she the patriot, the the bard refind,

In arts that serve, protect, or please mankind. With early hope thine infant adions fir'd ;
Not the vain viâions of inactive Ichools;

Let mianhood crown what infancy inspir'd:
Not fancy's maxims, not opinion's rule,

let generous toils reward with health thy dass, E'er form’d the man whose generous warmth ex- Prolong thy prime, and eternize thy praise. tends

The bold exploit what charms th' atteliing age, T' enrich his country, or to serve his friends,

To !acet times thall gecrous hearts engage ;


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