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Thee, lovely maid, LATONA bore,
Where shall I woo thee? - Ere the dawn,
Quivering spangles to the eye,
The tangling net-work of the woodbine's gloom,
Each zephyr pregnant with perfume Or near that delving dale, or 'mossy mountain's height: - When Neptune-struck the scientific ground.
Snorting, neighing all around,
hi Bright science is to exercise i.. on
III. If then the horse to wisdom is a friend, Why not the hound? why not the horn? ...
While low beneath the furrow sleeps the corn, Nor yet in tawny vests delight to bend !
For Jove himself decreerl,
. Should with every Dryad lead, By jovial cry o’er distant plain, vi To England's Athens, Brunswick's sylvan train!
L ' IV.
If the stag, with hairy nose,' . '
No buck with swollen throat the does
O'er Endymion's roseate breast ;-
Your brother's car rolls down the east-
Kings of sleep! ye mortal race !
co !. i ;; 0.
Spare, O spare your poet's eyes!
Streams of glory streak the skies : :
How each College sounds,
With the cry of the hounds!'. ii'
From the dark tomb then break away! .,
With Pomfret's learned dame ;; ,
Professor, Chancellor, or Dean;
All in Dian's livery seen.
Hunting thus is learning's prop,
Then may hunting never drop; And thus an hundred Birth-Days more, Shall Heav'n to George afford from its capacious shore.
INDITE, my Muse!Lindite'! 'subpoena'd is thy lyre !
'Tis thou, O CHO! Muse divine,
And best of all the Council Nine, Most plead my 'causé ! -_Great' HATFIELD's Cécil ' i . bids me singsb in 30' Wiseene The tallest, fittest man, to walk before the King ! -- vol. II.
.: Of Salsbury's Earls the First (so tells th' historic page) 'Twas Nature's will to make inost wonderfully sage ;
But then, as if too liberal to his mind,
She made him crook'd before, and crook'd behind *. 'Tis not, thank Heav'n! my Cecil, so with thee;
Thou last of Cecils, but unlike the first ;- ;!
The Gods decreed, and judgment was revers'd!
Pure, for a time, they run ; lui
They end as they begun ." Alas! in nothing but a heap of mould !
innos! * Rapin observes, thatı Robert Cecil, the first Earl of Salisbury, was of a great genius; and though crooked before and behind, Nature supplied that defect with noble endowments of mind. holla
Whene'er on Peers he vents his gall?..
Like mine,, aside, and small ?
In Commons, and in Courts below,
My actions have been try'd ;=1:
Retain the strongest side !.;',.
What though my father be a porpus, ".
Or by a call, whene'er the State 7
Or Pitt requires his vore and weight
* IV. 's i
Then think of Arden's wife,, .
My pretty Plaintiff's life,
n. Let thy decree is id :: :"
But favour me,
To Archy I'll resign l'ini
Without a fee or fine,