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, II. See! with united wonder cried The experienced and the fage, III. Difcernment, eloquence, and grace The balance in the higheft place, IV. The praise bestowed 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, Nor hold forbidden joys in view; 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, 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 smart the spring, Vice feems already flain; But paffion rudely snaps the string, And it revives again. III. Some foe to his upright intent Finds out his weaker part; Virtue engages his affent, But pleasure wins his heart. 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> V. Bound on a voyage of awful length A ftranger to fuperior ftrength, Man vainly trufts his own. VI. But oars alone can never prevail To reach the distant coast; The breath of heaven muft fwell the fail, THE MODERN PATRIOT. I. REBELLION is my theme all day; (As who knows but perhaps it may?) A little nearer home. II. Yon roaring boys, who rave and fight I always held them in the right, But most fo when most frantic, |