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On feeing Mr GARRICK in Don John, after his age had been mentioned in the public papers.

Ature her fons of genius rare,

VERSES from a CROOKED gentleman to a STRAIGHT lady.

Sometimes protects with partial care,

And long they live, and long they shine. Laft night confirm'd I faw this truth,

When England's Rofcius play'd Don John, With all the activity of youth,

With all the fire of twenty-one. Yet Time with rigour turns his glafs, And men and empires are no more; Garrick by him is doom'd to pafs

The bourn his Shakespeare pafs'd before.
Then let the generous youth, too warm
To read the fermon's gloomy page,
Whom Shakespeare's noble ethics charm,
And all the magic of the stage,

Yet knows not our first actor's powers,—
Let him lay hold on fleeting Time;
A tranfient privilege is ours;

We yet fee Garrick in his prime.
Capricious man! we oft neglec

The good we can with ease acquire,
Too late our folly recollect,

And figh, and pine with vain defire.
Fancy our judgement ftill misleads,-
The hero muft refign his breath
Before we justly prize his deeds;
His fame is ratified by Death.
The poet's bays are in full bloom,
When he no more enjoys the light;
Nought, like the verdict of his tomb,
Proves how divinely he could write.
I, too, adopt, like other men,

All this extravagance of thought:
What would I give to touch a pen,
With which my favourite Dryden wrote!
How strongly fuch attractions draw!

Tully thro' brambles urged his way, To vifit, with religious awe,

The where Archimedes lay. grave Thus, in that venerable fane,

Where monarchs, heroes, bards repofe, When the strong monumental strain

Thy talents, Garrick, faintly fhows;
Should one, who has thy friendship, live
With ftreaming eye the verfe to fee,
To him thy fhade a wreath would give,
Thy glory would reflect on me.
And Envy's lies I'd then defcat;
The poet's monument I'd raise;
I'd fing thy virtues, and complete
The epitaph's deficient praife;
Thy zeal for every liberal art,

To Mifery's tale thy liftening ear,-
I'd paint thee, thro' life's arduous part,
As great in Garrick as in Lear.

P. S.

all his juft defigns,

Has prov'd that ev'ry beauty lurks
In undulating lines. [xvi. 36.]
How ftrong the charms which attless grow,
All Nature's products tell :
She bends, irregular, the bough,

And wreathes the twisted shell.
The rib which form'd your fex divine,
Was warp'd in Adam's fide;
And in the ferpent's curling twine,
The tempter's arts were try'd.
When blefs'd with crooked shapes, ev’n things
Inanimate can warm:

With rapture thus the toper fings

The corkscrew's fpiral form.
Say, can the maypole, tall and strait,
With this be e'er compar'd?
Do equal honours, equal state,
Inveft the tailor's yard?

Is yon ftrait walk, whofe formal road
Conducts to formal groves,

Like that which circling round the wood
In various mazes roves?

What stronger proof remains to fhow,
Let Love's blefs'd God fupply;
For he himself must bend his bow
Before his arrows fly.

But if, ftill blind to graces born
From sweet confusion's plan,
Alike you hate the winding horn,
And curvilineal man:

Oh, take me, fair one, to your arms,
And while our joys are heighten'd,
Such miracles attend your charms,
Perhaps I may be straighten'd.

A

PASTORAL.

Young Colin, the pride of the plains,

As blithfome and blooming as May, Lay breathing his foul in soft strains, To Phebe the lovely and gay. He told her the innocent tale,

Of lovers whofe cafe was his own; With fmiles which so often prevail

On hearts that are obdurate grown. But, alas! how regardless the flood! Nor favour'd the fwain with a look: But lavish'd her charms on the flood, That murmuring ran down the brook. At length the return'd to her cot, Well pleas'd with the conquest she'd made And paufing, Ah! fhould the or not,

A figh her fond bolom betray'd. The fwain his addresses renew'd, And Phebe then granted a smile. With rapture the nymph he purfu'd, Till Hymen rewarded his toil.

THI

THE

SEARCH. HAPPY One eye on death, and one full fix'd on heav'n, Becomes a mortal, and immortal man. YOUNG. Death! thou dreaded en'my of mankind, Permit a novice in the paths of life,

Thee to address, and bow before thy shrine, Tho' no idolater. Permit him to

Pour out his 'plaint to thee, and tell his cure,
Grateful, for thou alone him fuccour'd haft. -
Already, Death, (what strange may feem) I'm
tir'd

Of Life's enjoyments, and her frothy blifs,
Her painted fhew of earthly happiness,
And all thus falfely call'd beneath the stars.
What's happiness?-The full fruition of
A good adapted to th' immortal foul,
Its nature, rational defires, and end;
A good that's free, eternal, and divine.
This, this is happiness that man should seek;
That angels, and (blefs'd truth!) that faints
poffefs.

But where is happiness?

what cave of earth, What corner of the universe holds her? Ye glitt'ring gems, ye rubies, di'monds fair, Ye planets all, and fairer gems of heav'n, [the That ftud this ample dome,-fay, where fhall Belov'd reclufe be found?-fay, Nature, where? In vain I afk; nor anfwer can receive.

Ah me! what fhall I do?-to whom betake
Myfelf? Thus questioning I roam'd abroad,
Without a comforter or friend to help;
'Till weary'd, troubled, down I laid
Upon a graffy turf in fylvan fhade,
On my paft fruitless fearch to meditate.
Bemoaning thus my cruel lot I lay,
When flowly Death drew near, with ghaftly
And wither'd bones;-ftill nearer he ap-
proach'd:

[eyes,

I trembled, fhriek'd;- but he, with fmiling looks,

"Fear not, O mortal," faid; "no foe am I,
No fullen guest to spoil man's virtuous joy.
Look on me stedfaftly, to you no ill,
Nor terror or difmay with me I bring.
Lo! in my hand no 'venom'd arrow is;
My peaceful rod points unto yonder skies.
Arife, and view that dazzling light: too strong
For human eye it is; but look by faith,
And thus with ever-ravishing delight
Behold the glories of the heav'nly world.
Hark! what a melody now strikes thine ear!
And fee! the blissful profpect's in thy view!"
Igaz'd, by thee, O Death, affifted, far
Above or thought can reach, or heart can
frame:

And oh! had I an hundred tongues, they were
Too few, alas! to tell th' amazing scene!
Then Death :-"The glimpfe I give you is
of bliss;

Thefe glories all proceed from HIM, in whom Let centre thy defires, thy wishes meet; Whofe fimile is happiness:-but if He frowns, Hell and deftruction wait the dreadful nod; VOL. XXXV.

In HIM feek happiness; feek,and be bleft."
He faid, and disappear'd an angel mild,
(Such as of old to men glad tidings brought,
High honour'd of all-gracious Heav'n).-Then I
Adoring the Creator of the skies:
"Thou God of mercy, father of my bliss,
Be prais'd for thy benignity and love:
Thee will my foul still worship and revere;
Thee, fount of all felicity, and spring
Of goodness undeferv'd!-0 thou benign,
Ineffable JEHOVAH, fix my heart,
(Too apt to wander into mists of fenfe),
Unalterably fix it, on Thyself!

Infpire my foul with love to Thee! - A love
Eternal as itself, increafing still!

O fire my breaft with love unquenchable;
So will I fpurn earth's fordid trafh, and fly,
When Thou in mercy great fhalt give the call,
On Death's kind pinions carried, far beyond
The bounds of time, to happiness, and heav'n!"
Br- -n, June 26. 1773.
W. I.
ODE for his Majesty's birthday, June 4. 1773.
By William Whitehead, Efq; Poet-Laureat.
Orn for millions are the Kings

Bo
Who fit on Britain's guarded Throne:
From delegated power their glory fprings,
Their birthday is our own!

In impious pomp let tyrants shine,
Affuming attributes divine,
And stretch their unrefifted fway
O'er flaves, who tremble, and obey.
On lawless pinions let them foar;
Far happier He, whofe temperate power,
Acknowledg'd, and avow'd,

Ev'n on the throne reftriction knows ;
And to thofe laws implicit bows

By which it rules the croud.
When erft th' Imperial pride of Rome
Exulting faw a world o'ercome,
And rais'd a mortal to the skies,
There were, 'tis true, with eagles eyes

Who view'd the dazzling scene.
Tho' incenfe blaz'd on Flattery's fhrine,
Great Titus, and the greater Antonine,
Felt, and confefs'd they were but men.
But ah how few, let History speak,
With weeping eye, and blushing cheek,
er reach'd their mighty mind!
Man, felfish man, in most prevail'd,
And power roll'd down a curfe entail'd
On reason, and mankind.
Happy the land, to whom 'tis given
T'enjoy that choicest boon of heaven,
Where, bound in one illustrious chain,
The monarch and the people reign!
Hence is Britannia's weal maintain'd;
Hence are the rights his fathers gain'd

To every freeborn subject known:
Hence to the throne, in fongs of praise,
A grateful realm its tribute pays,
And hails the King whose birthday is its own.
RI
The

The WOODEN WALLS of OLD ENGLAND.

An O D E.

Written by HENRY GREEN, Purfer of bis Majefty's fhip Ramilies, and prefented to his Majefty by the author, at the levee at the Governor's boufe at Portfmouth, on Tuesday June 22.

When Britain on her fea-girt thore,

Her ancient Druids erft addrefs'd;
What aid (the cry'd) fhall I implore,
What beft defence, by numbers prefs'd?
"Tho' hoftile nations round thee rife,"
(The myftic oracles reply'd)
"And view thine ifle with envious

eyes,
Their threats defy, their rage deride,
Nor fear invafion from your adverfe Gauls,
Britain's best bulwarks are her Wooden Walls.
Thine oaks defcending to the main,

With floating forts fhall ftem the tides;
Afferting Britain's wat❜ry reign
Where-e'er her thundering navy rides :
Nor lefs to peaceful arts inclin'd,

Where Commerce opens all her ftores,
In focial bands fhall league mankind,

And join the fea-divided fhores :
Spread then thy fails where naval glory calls:
Britain's best bulwarks are her Wooden Walls.

Hail, happy ifle! what tho' thy vales,
No vine-impurpled tribute yield,
Nor fann'd with odour-breathing gales,
Nor crops fpontaneous glad the field:
Yet Liberty rewards the toil

Of Industry, to labour prone,
Who jocund ploughs the grateful foil,

And reaps the harveft the has fown:
While other realms tyrannic fway inthralls,
Britain's best bulwarks are her Wooden Walls."
Thus fpake the bearded feers of yore,
In vifions wrapt of Britain's fame,

Eie yet Iberia felt her pow'r,

Or Gallia trembled at her name.
O that my Mufe inspir'd could fing,
The praifes to her heroes due,

Wou'd heav'n-born genius imp her wing, Pleas'd fhe'd the glorious theme purfue! Then fhould my verfe record Great GEORGE'S reign,

Who ftretch'd from pole to pole bis wide domain.

On feeing a picture of the once celebrated MAY DRUMMOND (a preacher among the Qua'kers) in the character of Winter.

Thou, whofe image here pourtray'd,
Wakes and infpires the plaintive Mufe,
Attend, behold the tribute paid!
Nor fong nor tear can the refuse.

Full justly has the artist plann'd
In Winter's guife thy furrow'd brow,
And juftly rais'd thy feeble hand
Above the elemental glow.

I gaze upon that well-known face;
But, ah! beneath December's frost
Lies buried all its vernal grace,

And every trait of May is loft.
Nor merely on thy trembling frame,
Thy wrinkled cheek, and deafen'd ear;
But on thy fortunes, and thy fame,

Relentless Winter frowns fevere.

Ah! where is now th' innumerous croud, That once with fond attention hung On every truth divine that flow'd, Improv'd from thy perfuafive tongue? 'Tis gone! it feeks a different road; Life's focial joys to thee are o'er; Untrod the path to that abode

Where hapless Penury keeps the door. DRUMMOND, thine audience yet recall, Recall the young, the gay, the vain; And ere thy tottering fabrick fall,

Sound forth the deeply moral strain.
For never, fure, could bard or fage,
Howe'er infpir'd, more clearly fhew,
That all upon this tranfient stage
Is folly, vanity, or woe.

Bid them at once be warn'd and taughtAh! no!-fupprefs th' ungrateful taleO'er every frailty, every fault,

Oblivion, draw thy friendly veil. Tell rather what transcendent joy

Awaits them on th' immortal fhore, If well they Summer's strength employ, And well diftribute Autumn's ftore. Tell then, if Virtue crown their bloom, Time fhall the happy period bring, When the dark WINTER of the tomb Shall yield to everlasting Spring.

CLEMENE.

Viro

Antiquis Moribus et Militari Virtute
Claro,
Qui

Dum in Prælio non procul hinc, Inclinatam fuorum aciem, Mente, Manu, Voce, et Exemplo Reftituebat,

Pugnans ut Heroas decet,
Occubuit.

Anno 1758, Menfe O&.

H