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Firm on the rolling deck he stood,
With blackening storms combined. “ Virtue,” he cry'd, “ will force its way ; “ The wind may for a while delay,
“ Not alter our design.
« The men whom selfish hopes inflame, “ Or vanity allures to fame,
“ May be to fears betray'd; “But here a church for succour flies, “ Insulted law expiring lies,
And loudly calls for ald.
** Yes, Britons, yes, with ardent zeal, “ I come, the wounded heart to heal,
“ The wounding hand to bind : “ See tools of arbitrary sway, “And priests, like locusts, scout away
“ Before the western wind,
“ Law shall again her voice resume ; “ Religion, clear'd from clouds of Rome,
“ With brighter rays advance. “ The British fleet shall rule the deep, “ The British youth, as roused from sleep,
« Strike terror into France.
“ Nor shall these promises of fate “ Be limited to my short date ;
" When I from cares withdraw, “ Still shall the British sceptre stand, “ Still flourish in a female hand,
“ And to mankind give law.
- “ She shall domestick foes unite, “ Monarchs beneath her flags shall fight,
“ Whole armies drag her chain : “ She shall lost Italy restore. . “ Shall make th' Imperial Eagle soar,
. “And give a king to Spain.
« But know, these promises are given,
“ Does on these terms decree;
“ Rest absolutely free.
" Let no false politicks confine
“ To make mankind unite;
“ For not believing right.
“Rome, whose blind zeal destroys mankind; “ Rome's sons shall your compassion find,
“Who ne'er compassion knew. “ By nobler actions theirs condemn : “ For what has been reproach'd in them,
“ Can ne'er be praised in you.
* These subjects suit not with the lyre; “ Muse! to what height dost thou aspire,
« Pretending to rehearse « The thoughts of gods, and godlike kings ? “ Cease, cease to lessen lofty things
“ By mean ignoble verse.
An actor of unequalled excellence in the best age of En
glish acting, and a man of real goodness.
Twas when the fields imbibe the vernal showers, And Venus paints her month with early flowers ; When Sol, diffusing genial warmth around, Unbinds the frozen bosom of the ground; When gentle Zephyr with refreshing breath Revived each grain that in the womb of earth All winter slept ; and th' all enlivening sun, Thro' the bright ram had half his progress run; When birds on every bough renew their songs, And Philomel her evening note prolongs; Then nature smiles ; then Devotees engage, Thro' the wide world to roam on pilgrimage.