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To ftem the spoiler's swift career,

And made th' astonish'd flaves revere

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The strength of Valour's arm uprais’d in Freedom's

ANTIS TROPHE.

Again, while yet the vision beam'd upon his mind,

He cry'd, “ Lėt navies crowd the wat'ry way,

Let the vain despot seize the naked shore,
And o'er our ravag’d plains his millions pour ;

Again let || Hippias lead them to their prey,

'To fack our Grecian domes, in impious league

com

By virtue arm’d, our banded few

[bin'd;

Again shall dare th’ enervate crew,
Again shall Victry raise the trophy'd meed;

Retorted quick, the vig'rous blow

Shall hurl destruction on the foe.”

Approving Pallas smild, and Fate their fall decreed.

E POD E.

|| The son of Pififtratus, an Athenian, who had taken refuge in the Persian court, and laboured to make Athens obnoxious to the Persian monarch,

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When Spain's proud wrecks were scatter'd o'er the And hills of Gallic troops lay pild on Hocítet's plain!

STROPHE.

To fill these lists of fame, from tranquil scenes of ease,

Ardent for fight, a young S enthusiast rose.

In

§ General Wolfe.

In vain did fearful love her sorrows plead ;

She bad, whose facred mandate is obey’d,

Where, through the wild unknown, Laurentius flows,

To wake the fleeping war, and trim her with’ring bays.

Nor rocks nor foes inspir’d dismay;

Onward he brav'd the rugged way,

When envious Fate dispatch'd the leaden death :

Nor funk he then beneath the wound,

Till shouts of triumph echo'd round,

And Honour footh'd his pangs, and watch'd his parting

breath.

A N T IS TROPHE.

Again, with firmer pow's, indignant of controul,

Ambition builds his schemes of boundless sway,

Presumes to grasp the thunders of the main,

And boast the glories of his wat'ry reign.

The Gall and Spaniard swell the proud array,

Ally'd by kindred views and sympathy of soul.

But,

But, while they feed their splendid dreams,

Let British terrors blast their aims,

Let antient worth the free-born foldier rouse ;

Then shall they court a vain embrace,

And, like Ixion, woo disgrace,

Who clasp?d an empty cloud, for Jove’s imperial spouse.

E POD E.

Mark the vivid light'nings glare,

Glancing through the kindled air :

When thick’ning tempefts low'r,

Along the fuel'd skies

Th' electric spirit Aies,

And Heav'n's dread thunders roar,

So flames the Briton's vengeful ire,

So bursts around the martial fire :

He pours the storm from Calpe's steep,

And wrecks and carnage strew the deep:

Ambition's

Ambition's routed armies quit their prey,

And Calpe's peaceful cliffs the British Aag display.

SUPERSTITION.

Ibant obscuri solâ sub nocte per umbras.

VIRGIL.

I.

WHE

THEN nature's gay distinctions fail,

Shrowded in night's uncertain veil,
When nothing meets the wand'rer's view,
But length’ning glooms of saddest hue,

And not a sound invades his ear,

Save the dull whisper of the breeze,

Appallid he sees, or thinks he fees,

Unreal scenes and forms, the painting of his fear.

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