The steer and lion at one crib shall meet,

And harmless serpents lick the pilgrim's feet.
q
The smiling infant in his hand shall take

The crested basilisk and speckled snake,
Pleas'd the
lustre of the scales survey,

green

And with their forky tongue shall innocently play. Rise, crown'd with light, imperial 1 Salem rise! Exalt thy tow'ry head, and lift thy eyes!

S

See, a long race thy spacious courts adorn ;
See future sons, and daughters yet unborn,
In crouding ranks on ev'ry side arise,
Demanding life, impatient for the skies!
See barb'rous nations at thy gates attend,
Walk in thy light, and in thy temple bend;

80

85

: 90

See thy bright altars throng'd with prostrate kings,
And heap'd with products of " Sabæan springs !
For thee Idume's spicy forests blow,

And seeds of gold in Ophir's mountains glow.
See heav'n its sparkling portals wide display,
And break
upon thee in a flood of day.

95

No

Isaiah, ch. xi. ver. 16, &c. "The wolf shall dwell with the lamb, and the leopard shall lie down with the kid, and the calf and the young lion and the fatling together: and a little child shall lead them.

-And the lion shall eat straw like the ox. And the sucking child shall play on the hole of the asp, and the weaned child shall put bis hand on the den of the cockatrice."

POPE.

VER. 85. Rise, crown'd with light, imperial Salem, rise!] The thoughts of Isaiah, which compose the latter part of the poem, are wonderfully elevated, and much above those general exclamations of Virgil, which make the loftiest parts of his Pollio.

9 Isaiah, ch. lxv. ver. 25.

Ch. k. ver.4.

"Ch. lx. ver. 6.

Ch. Ix. ver. I.

Ch. Ix. ver. 3.

W

No more the rising sun shall gild the morn,
Nor ev'ning Cynthia fill her silver horn;
But lost, dissolv'd in thy superior rays,

One tide of glory, one unclouded blaze

O'erflow thy courts: the Light himself shall shine Reveal'd, and God's eternal day be thine!

X

The seas shall waste, the skies in smoke decay,
Rocks fall to dust, and mountains melt away;

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106

But fix'd his word, his saving pow'r remains ::
Thy realm for ever lasts, thy own MESSIAH reigns!

w Isaiah, ch. lx. ver. 19, 20.

* Ch. li ver. 6. and Ch. liv. ver. 10

WINDSOR-FOREST.

TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE

GEORGE LORD LANSDOWN.

Non injussa cano: Te nostræ, Vare, myricæ,
Te Nemus omne canet; nec Phœbo gratior ulla est,

Quam sibi quæ Vari præscripsit pagina nomen.

VIRG.