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But where the force of energy is found
When the sense rises on the wings of sound;
When reason, with the charms of music twined,
Through the enraptured ear informs the mind;
Bids generous love or soft compassion glow,
And forms a tuneful Paradise below!

Oh Britons ! if the honour still you boast,
No longer purchase follies at such cost!
No longer let unmeaning sounds invite
To visionary scenes of false delight:
When, shame to sense! we see the hero's rage
Lisp'd on the tongue, and danced along the stage!
Or hear in eunuch sounds a hero squeak,
While kingdoms rise or fall upon a shake!
Let them at home to slavery's painted train,
With syren art repeat the pleasing strain :
While

we, like wise Ulysses, close our ear To songs which liberty forbids to hear! Keep, guardian gales, the infectious guests away, To charm where priests direct, and slaves obey. Madrid, or wanton Rome, be their delight; There they may warble as their poets write. The temper of our isle, though cold, is clear; And such our genius, noble though severe. Our Shakespeare scorn'd the trifling rules of art, But knew to conquer and surprise the heart ! In magic chains the captive thought to bind, And fathom all the depths of human kind!

Too long, our shame, the prostituted herd Our sense have bubbled, and our wealth have

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Too long the favourites of our vulgar great
Have bask'd in luxury, and lived in state !
In Tuscan wilds now let them villas reare
Ennobled by the charity we spare.
Theré let them warble in the tainted breeze,
Or sing like widow'd orphans to the trees :
There let them chant their incoherent dreams,
Where howls Charybdis, and where Scylla screams!
Or where Avernus, from his darksome round,
May echo to the winds the blasted sound !

As fair Alcyone,' with anguish press'd,
Broods o'er the British main with tuneful breast,
Beneath the white-brow'd cliff protected sings,
Or skims the azure plain with painted wings !
Grateful like her, to nature, and as just,
In our domestic blessings let us trust;
Keep for our sons fair learning's honour'd prize,
Till the world own the worth they now despise !

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e Senesino has built a palace near Sienna on an estate which carries the title of a Marquisate, but purchased with English gold.

The king-fisher.

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OBSERVATIONS ON THE ORIENTAL

ECLOGUES AND ODES, BY

DR. LANGHORNE.

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