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Page A Fable

181 A Comparison

185 Another, addressed to a young Lady

184 The Poet's New Year's Gift

185 Ode to Apollo

186 Pairing Time anticipated. A Fable

187 The Dog and the Water-Lily

189 The Poet, the Oyster, and the Sensitive Plant 191 The Shrubbery

193 The Winter Nosegay

194 Mutual Forbearance pecessary to the Happi. ness of the Married State

195 The Negro's Complaint

197 Pity for Poor Africans

199 The Morning Dream

201 The Nightingale and Glow-worm

203 On a Goldfinch starved to Death in his Cage 205 The Pineapple and the Bee

206 Horace, Book II. Ode 10.

208 A Reflection on the foregoing Ode

210 The Lily and the Rose

211 Idem Latine Redditum

213 The Poplar Field

215 Idem Latine Redditum

216 Votum

217 Translations from Vincent Bourne. Cicindela

218 The Glow-worm

219 Cornicula

221 The Jackdaw

222 Ad Grillum. Anacreonticum

224 The Cricket

296 Simile agit in Simile

228 The Parrot

229 Translation of Prior's Chloe and Euphelia 231 The History of John Gilpin

232 Epistle to an afflicted Protestant Lady in France 240 To the Rev. W.C. Unwin



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Si te fortè meæ gravis uret sarcina chartæ,

Hor. Lib. i. Epist. 13.

A. YOU told me, I remember, glory, built On selfish principles, is shame and guilt; The deeds, that men admire as half-divine, Stark naught, becanse corrupt in their design. Strange doctrine this! that without scruple tears The laurel, that the very lightning spares; Brings down the warrior's trophy to the dust, And eats into his bloody sword like rust.

B. I grant that, men continuing what they are, Fierce, avaricious, proud, there must be war: And never meant the rule should be applied To bim that fights with justice on his side.

Let laurels, drench'd in pure Parnassian dews, Reward his memory, dear to every muse, Who, with a courage of unshaken root, Io honour's field advancing his firm foot, Plants it upon the line that Justice draws, And will prevail or perish in her cause. 'Tis to the virtues of such med, man owes His portion in the good that Heaven bestows. And when recording History displays Feats of renown, though wrought in ancient days, Tells of a few stout hearts, that fought and died, Where duty placed them, at their country's side; The man, that is not moved with what he reads, That takes not fire at their heroic deeds, Unworthy of the blessings of the brave, Is base in kind, and born to be a slave.


But let eternal infamy pursue
The wretch, to naught but his ambition true;
Who, for the sake of filling with one blast
The post-horus of all Europe, lays her waste.
Think yourself station'd on a towering rock,
To see a people scatter'd like a flock,
Some royal mastiff panting at their heels,
With all the savage thirst a tiger feels;
Then view him self-proclaim'd in a gazette,
Chief monster that has plagued the nations yet.
The globe and sceptre in such hands misplaced,
Those ensigns of dominion, how disgraced !
The glass, that bids man mark the fleeting hour,
And Death's own sithe would better speak his

Then grace the bony phantom in their stead,
With the king's shoulder-knot and gay cockade;
Clothe the twin brethren in each other's dress,
The same their occupation and success.

A. 'Tis your belief the world was made for man ;
Kings do but reason on the self-same plan:
Maintaining yours, you cannot theirs condemn,
Who think, or seem to think, man made for them,

B. Seldom, alas! the power of logic reigns
With much sufficiency in royal brains;
Such reasoning falls like an inverted cone,
Wanting its proper base to stand upon.
Man made for kings! those optics are but dim,
That tell you somsay, rather, they for him.
That were indeed a king.ennobling thought,
Could they, or would they, reason as they ought.
The diadem, with mighty projects lined,
To catch renown by ruining mankind,
Is worth, with all its gold and glittering store,
Just what the toy will sell for, and no more.

Oh! bright occasions of dispensing good,
How seldom used, how little understood !
To pour in Virtue's lap her just reward;
Keep Vice restrain'd behind a double guard;

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