VI. How fleet is a glance of the mind! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempeft itself lags behind, And the fwift winged arrows of light. Soon hurries me back to despair. But the fea-fowl is gone to her neft, And I to my cabin repair. There's mercy in every place, Gives even affliction a grace, ON THE PROMOTION OF EDWARD THURLOW, ESQ. TO THE LORD HIGH CHANCELLORSHIP OF ENGLAND. I. ROUND Thurlow's head in early youth, And in his fportive days, Fair fcience poured the light of truth, And genius fhed his rays. II. See! with united wonder cried The experienced and the fage, III. Difcernment, eloquence, and grace The balance in the highest place, And bear the palm away, IV. The praife beftowed was juft and wife; Secure of conqueft, where the prize V. So the best courfer on the plain ODE TO PEACE. I. COME, peace of mind, delightful gueft! Return and make thy downy neft Once more in this fad heart: Nor riches I nor power pursue, We therefore need not part. II. Where wilt thou dwell, if not with me, From avarice and ambition free, And pleasure's fatal wiles? For whom, alas! doft thou prepare The fweets, that I was wont to share, The banquet of thy fmiles? III. The great, the gay, fhall they partake That murmurs through the dewy mead, IV. For thee I panted, thee I prized, For thee I gladly facrificed Whatever I loved before; And fhall I fee thee ftart away, And helpless, hopeless, hear thee fay→→→ Farewell! we meet no more? HUMAN FRAILTY. I. WEAK and irrefolute is man; The purpose of to-day, Woven with pains into his plan, To-morrow rends away. II. The bow well bent, and fmart the spring, Vice feems already slain; But paffion rudely snaps the ftring, And it revives again. III. Some foe to his upright intent Finds out his weaker part; Virtue engages his affent, IV. 'Tis here the folly of the wife Through all his art we view; And, while his tongue the charge denies, His confcience owns it true. M> |