It refts in adamant felf-wrapt around,
As fafe from envy, and from outrage rude,
From hopes and fears that vulgar minds abuse,
As fond of genius, and fix'd fortitude,
Of the refounding lyre, and every Mufe.
Weak you will find it in one only part,
Now pierced by Love's immedicable dart.
TRANSLATION OF A SIMILE IN
PARADISE LOST.
"So when, from mountain tops, the dusky clouds
Afcending," &c.
UALES aërii montis de vertice nubes
Cum furgunt, et jam Boreæ tumida ora
quiêrunt,
Cœlum hilares abdit, fpiffâ caligine, vultus:
Tum fi jucundo tandem fol prodeat ore,
Et croceo montes et pafcua lumine tingat,
Gaudent omnia, aves mulcent concentibus agros,
Balatuque ovium colles vallefque refultant.
TRANSLATION OF DRYDEN'S EPI
GRAM ON MILTON.
"Three Poets in three diftant ages born," &c.
RES tria, fed longè diftantia, fæcula vates Oftentant tribus è gentibus eximios. Græcia fublimem, cum majeftate difertum Roma tulit, felix Anglia utrique parem. Partubus ex binis Natura exhaufta, coacta eft, Tertius ut fieret, confociare duos.
TRANSLATIONS FROM VINCENT
HRACIAN parents, at his birth,
Mourn their babe with many a tear,
But with undiffembled mirth
Place him breathless on his bier.
Greece and Rome with equal scorn,
"O the favages!" exclaim,
"Whether they rejoice or mourn,
Well entitled to the name!"
But the cause of this concern,
And this pleasure, would they trace,
Even they might fomewhat learn
From the favages of Thrace.
RECIPROCAL KINDNESS, THE PRIMARY LAW OF NATURE.
NDROCLES, from his injured lord, in dread
Of inftant death, to Libya's defert fled. Tired with his toilfome flight, and parch'd with heat, He spied at length a cavern's cool retreat;
But scarce had given to reft his weary frame,
When, hugeft of his kind, a lion came:
He roar'd approaching: but the savage din
To plaintive murmurs changed-arrived within,
And with expreffive looks, his lifted paw
Prefenting, aid implored from whom he faw.
The fugitive, through terror at a stand,
Dared not awhile afford his trembling hand;
But bolder grown, at length inherent found
A pointed thorn, and drew it from the wound.
The cure was wrought; he wiped the fanious blood,
And firm and free from pain the lion stood.
Again he feeks the wilds, and day by day
Regales his inmate with the parted prey.
Nor he difdains the dole, though unprepared,
Spread on the ground, and with a lion shared.
But thus to live-ftill loft- fequefter'd still-
Scarce feem'd his lord's revenge a heavier ill.
Home! native home! O might he but repair!
He must-he will, though death attends him there.
He goes, and doom'd to perish on the sands
Of the full theatre unpitied ftands:
When lo! the felfsame lion from his cage
Flies to devour him, famish'd into rage.
He flies, but viewing in his purposed prey
The man, his healer, paufes on his way,
And, foften'd by remembrance into sweet
And kind compofure, crouches at his feet.
Mute with astonishment, the affembly gaze: But why, ye Romans? Whence your mute amaze? All this is natural: Nature bade him rend
An enemy; the bids him spare a friend.
A MANUAL, MORE ANCIENT THAN
AND NOT TO BE FOUND IN ANY CATALOGUE.
HERE is a book, which we may call
(Its excellence is such)
Alone a library, though small;
The ladies thumb it much.
Words none, things numerous it contains:
And things with words compared,
Who needs be told, that has his brains,
Which merits most regard?
Ofttimes its leaves of fcarlet hue
A golden edging boast;
And open'd, it displays to view
Twelve pages at the most.
Nor name nor title, stamp'd behind,
Adorns its outer part;
But all within 'tis richly lined,
A magazine of art.
The whiteft hands that secret hoard
Oft vifit: and the fair
Preferve it in their bofoms stored,
As with a mifer's care.
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