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PRINTED FOR T. CADELL AND W. DAVIES,

IN THE STRAND;

BY T. BENSLEY AND SON, BOLT COURT,

FLEET STREET.

1816.

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The Engravings by L. Clennell, from Drawings

by T. Stothard, R. A.

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Oh could my mind, unfolded in my page,

Enlighten climes and mould a future age;

There as it glowed, with noblest frenzy fraught,
Dispense the treasures of exalted thought;
To Virtue wake the pulses of the heart,
And bid the tear of emulation start!
Oh could it still, thro' each succeeding year,
My life, my manners, and my name endear;
And, when the poet sleeps in silent dust,
Still hold communion with the wise and just !-

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Yet should this Verse, my leisure's best resource,

When thro' the world it steals its secret course,

Revive but once a generous wish supprest,
Chase but a sigh, or charm a care to rest;
In one good deed a fleeting hour employ,
Or flush one faded cheek with honest joy;
Blest were my lines, tho' limited their sphere,
Tho' short their date, as his who traced them here.

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