Sure to furvive, when time fhall whelm in duft The arch, the marble, and the mimic buft: 10 Nor 'till the volumes of th' expanded sky Blaze in one flame, fhalt thou and Homer die : Then fink together in the world's last fires, What heav'n created, and what heav'n inspires. If aught on earth, when once this breath is 15 fled, With human transport touch the mighty dead, Shakespear, rejoice! his hand thy page refines; Now ev'ry scene with native brightness shines ; Just to thy fame, he gives thy genuine thought; So Tully publish'd what Lucretius wrote; Prun'd by his care, thy laurels loftier grow, And bloom afresh on thy immortal brow. Thus when thy draughts, O Raphael! time invades, 20 25 And the bold figure from the canvafs fades, 30 (x1) This you coafts, And gloomy Pluto shakes with all his ghosts, The gentle breezes breathe away and die. 45 Thus, like the radiant God who sheds the day, You paint the vale, or gild the azure way; 50 a How long that Hero, by unskilful hands, 55 60 The glance divine, forth-beaming from the mind. like Pallas, ev'ry limb infold But you, With royal robes, and bid him shine in gold; 64 Touch'd by your hand his manly frame improves With grace divine, and like a God he moves. Ev'n I, the meaneft of the Mufes' train, Inflam'd by thee, attempt a nobler ftrain; Like theirs, our Friendship! and I boast my name Odyffey, lib. xvị. To hear from earth fuch heart-felt raptures rise, As, when they fing, fufpended hold the Skies: Or nobly rifing in fair Virtue's caufe, From thy own life transcribe th' unerring laws: 80 Teach a bad world beneath her sway to bend: To verfe like thine fierce favages attend, And men more fierce: when Orpheus tunes the lay Ev'n fiends relenting hear their rage away. W. BROOM E. H' To Mr. POPE, On the publishing his WORK S. E comes, he comes! bid ev'ry Bard prepare 5 The fong of triumph, and attend his Car. Great Sheffield's Muse the long proceffion heads, And throws a luftre o'er the pomp The leads, First gives the Palm she fir'd him to obtain, Crowns his gay brow, and fhews him how to reign. Thus young Alcides, by old Chiron taught, Was form'd for all the miracles he wrought: Thus Chiron did the youth he taught applaud, Pleas'd to behold the earnest of a God. 3 But hark, what shouts, what gath'ring crouds rejoice! Unftain'd their praise by any venal Voice, 20 But what are they that turn the facred page? Three lovely Virgins, and of equal age; Intent they read, and all enamour'd seem, As he that met his likeness in the stream: TheGRACES these; and fee how they contend, 25 Whomost shall praise, who best shall recommend. The Chariot now the painful steep afcends, The Paans ceafe; thy glorious labour ends. Here fix'd, the bright eternal Temple stands, Its prospect an unbounded view commands: 30 Say, wond'rous youth, what Column wilt thou chufe, What laurel'd Arch for thy triumphant Muse? |