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Or when, by Cicero taught to flow, Strong and unfetter'd rolls the nervous line, To feel his passions, catch the genuine glow, His conquering warmth, and energy divine.
But whilst elate the youthful bands
Each beauty of past ages share,
And points to more substantial care ; Severer studies then engage The seasons of maturer age, To fill with honour and with ease, The several stations Heav'n decrees. -Yon sprightly train, who erst were joy'd To trace each herb of varied hue, That decks the mountain's vernal side; And Nature's bashful steps pursue; Ere long improv'd by studious toil, Shall sooth the frame by fell disease oppress'd, Bid brightening Health diffuse her wonted smile, And give to Friendship's vow the kindred breast.
Yon few- 7-as yet unknown to strife-
The thirst of elocution warms;
Who sense for formal gingle slight;
With learning grave, with wit polite:
By Blackstone's bright example taught, Watch o'er each private right with generous fear; And with th' unconquer'd love of freedom fraught, Preserve those claims to every Briton dear.
Yet nobler paths for some remain,-
And give their studious hours to God.
The smiling cherub Peace descends,
Her guardian wings unseen extends. Whilst those, attentive to the cause Of Britain, shall to her devote their days; In the full senate meet unbought applause, And place their glory in their country's praise.
Exulting Science now disdains
The ties of Custom's proud controul,
And breaks the rude and barbarous chains
Or from some cloister's mouldering fane,
And scorns each mean and narrower tie,
Deaf to the bigot's frantic voice, Conducts each dubious step by Reason's plan, To her unerring rule conforms its choice, Nor tamely yields the sacred rights of man.
O ye! whom Science chose to guide
And to its taste allure the young;
(Each precept into action brought)
The liberal maxims you have taught? A transport this, superior far To all the bliss th' exulting conqueror feels, When crowds triumphant hail him from the war, And conquer'd nations crouch beneath his wheels.
Oft as those favour'd haunts among,
Your youthful bard delighted roves,
That breathes along the list'ning groves;
He fondly grasps the vast design.-
Their claims, and check the rising strain; Again he joins life's general crew,
The dull, the giddy, and the vain:
Thus echoing through the rural bow'rs, Th' imprison'd songster hears each rival lay; Whilst cold restraint represses all his pow'rs, And unapplauded flies his joyless day.
ON THE USE OF POETRY.
NOT for themselves did human kind
Yet still the self-depending soul,
Who train'd by laws the future age,
Not far beneath the hero's feet,
Stands far remote the bard;
Though not with public terrors crown'd,
Lycurgus fashion'd Sparta's fame,
Where are they?-Homer's reverend page
And thus when William's acts divine
Yet then shall Shakspeare's powerful art
SAY, will no white-rob'd Son of Light,
Here deign to take his hallow'd stand;