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As if the warlike dwarfs, relax'd from toils,
So when the stars their middle station keep,
But sudden clouds the happy scene o'ercast,
Nam, quoties festam celebrat sub imagine lucem,
Tales, cum medio labuntur sidera cælo,
Their hasty arms the wooden warriors seize,
Now front to front the dazzling lines appear,
Sometimes the sad detail of civil rage Lifts to sublimer aim the pygmy-stage, From Bunker's Hill now flaming rosin darts, Now dreadful Howe appals tbe Yankey-hearts; Here Burgoyne, forc'd to yield, forbid to fly, A well-dișsembled Puppet! seems to sigh,
At non tranquillas nulla abdunt nubila luces, Sæpe gravi surgunt bella, horrida bella tumultu. Arma ciet truculenta cohors, placidamque quie.
tem Dirumpunt pugnæ; usque adeo insincera voluptas Omnibus, et mistæ castigant gaudia curæ. Jam gladii, tubulique ingesto sulphure fæti,
A little Calpe shoots resistless fires,
Inventive Foote produc'd, his wit to skreen,
Next, meagre France, who could afford no more Substantial forms to grace a rival shore, Sarcastic, taught in airy space to flit Her Eastern shades, with empty sounds of wit. Lo! half-conceal'd the dextrous puppet plays, Beneath the artful veil's indulgent blaze; In flippant French the restless figures jar, And foreign sounds perplex the list'ning tar; But soon th' imperfect forms disgust the eye,
Protensæque hastæ, fulgentiaque arma, minæque Telorum ingentes subeunt; dant claustra fragorem Horrendum, ruptæ stridente bitumine chartæ Confusos reddunt crepitus, et sibila miscent. Sternitur omne solum pereuntibus ; undique cæsæ Apparent turmæ, civilis crimina belli.
Darkling they come, and unregretted fly:
With rapid step a nobler band succeeds,
Behold Noverre the mimic art restore ! Medea raves and Phædra weeps no more. Here sense and shew decide their long dispute, For man turns puppet, and the stage is mute. Ungraceful Hamlets, aukward Romeos fly! Let Mother Goose* more worthy themes sup:
* This passage might very well have been written at the time when the poem is dated; for the entertainment of Selima and Azor was taken from the story of Beauty and the Beast, in Mother Goose's Tales. The stage is now farther indebt: ed to that learned author.
On the vast stage, o'er many an acre spread,
Proceed, great days! till poetry expire,
But oh! what God inspires my boding mind To paint the glimm’ring prospect yet behind ! I see in gesture ev'ry wish exprest, Each art, each science quit the lighten'd breast; No wand'ring eyes the distant heav'ns explore, On two legs tott'ring, man descends to four. Then, great Monboddo, proves thy system true ; Again in caves shall herd the naked crew; Again the happy savages shall trail (A long-lost gift!) the graceful length of tail: In that blest moment, by indulgent heav'n, Thy wish, Rousseau, and Swift's revenge are
given. Now,whence the puppet's various functions came The muse shall teach, and make instruction fame,