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VII.

Thus footh'd and reconcil'd, each feeks

The faireft British fair;

The feat of empire is her cheeks,

They reign united there.

IDEM LATINE REDDITUM.

I.

HEU inimicitias quoties parit æmula forma,
Quam raro pulchræ, pulchra placere potest !

Sed fines ultrà folitos difcordia tendit,

Cum flores ipfos bilis et ira movent.

II.

Hortus ubi dulces præbet tacitofque receffus;
Se rapit in partes gens animofa duas,
Hic fibi regales amaryllis candida cultus,

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Ira rofam et meritis quæfita fuperbia tangunt,
Multaque ferventi vix cohibenda finû,
Dum fibi fautorum ciet undique nomina vatûm
Jufque fuum, multo carmine fulta, probat.

IV. Altior

IV.

Altior emicat illa, et celfo vertice nutat,
Ceu flores inter non habitura parem,
Faftiditque alios, et nata videtur in ufus
Imperii, fceptrum, Flora quod ipfa gerat.

V.

Nec Dea non fenfit civilis murmura rixæ,
Cui curæ eft pictas pandere ruris opes.
Deliciafque fuas nunquam non prompta tueri,
Dum licet et locus eft, ut tueatur, adeft.

VI.

Et tibi forma datur procerior omnibus, inquit,
Et tibi, principibus qui folet effe, color,
Et donec vincat quædam formofior ambas,
Et tibi reginæ nomen, et efto tibi.

VII.

His ubi fedatus furor eft, petit utraque nympham
Qualem inter Veneres Anglia sola parit,

Hanc penes imperium eft, nihil optant amplius,

hujus

Regnant in nitidis, et fine lite, genis.

THE

THE NIGHTINGALE AND GLOW

WORM.

A Nightingale that all day long
Had cheer'd the village with his song,
Nor yet at eve his note fufpended,
Nor yet when even tide was ended,
Began to feel as well he might
The keen demands of appetite;
When looking eagerly around,
He spied far off upon the ground,
A fomething fhining in the dark,
And knew the glow-worm by his spark,
So ftooping down from hawthorn top,
He thought to put him in his crop;
The worm aware of his intent,
Harangu'd him thus right eloquent.

Did you admire my lamp, quoth he,

As much as I your minstrelsy,
You would abhor to do me wrong,
As much as I to fpoil your fong,
For 'twas the felf-fame power divine,
Taught you to fing, and me to fhine,
That you with mufic, I with light,
Might beautify and cheer the night.

The

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The fongfter heard his fhort oration,
And warbling out his approbation,
Releas'd him as my story tells,

And found a fupper fomewhere else.
Hence jarring fectaries may learn,
Their real int'reft to difcern:

That brother should not war with brother,
And worry and devour each other,
But fing and fhine by fweet confent,

Till life's poor tranfient night is spent,
Respecting in each other's cafe

The gifts of nature and of grace.

Thofe chriftians beft deferve the name
Who ftudiously make peace their aim;
Peace, both the duty and the prize
Of him that creeps and him that flies.

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O matutini rores, auræque falubres,

O nemora, et lætæ rivis felicibus herbæ,
Graminei colles, et amoenæ in vallibus umbra!
Fata modò dederint quas olim in rure paterno
Delicias, procul arte, procul formidine novi,

Quam vellem ignotus, quod mens mea semper avebat,

VOL. I.

N

Ante

Ante larem proprium placidam expectare fene&tam, Tum demùm exactis non infeliciter annis,

Sortiri tacitum lapidem, aut sub cespite condi!

On a GOLDFINCH ftarved to Death in his Cage.

I.

TIME was when I was free as air,
The thistle's downy feed my fare,

My drink the morning dew;

I perch'd at will on ev'ry spray,
My form genteel, my plumage gay,
My strains for ever new.

II.

But gawdy plumage, fprightly ftrain,

And form genteel were all in vain,

And of a tranfient date,

For caught and cag'd and starv'd to death,

In dying fighs my little breath

Soon pafs'd the wiry grate.

III.

Thanks, gentle fwain, for all my woes,

And thanks for this effectual clofe

And

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