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This eminent man is so well known, that little could be
said of him here, which is not fresh in the mind of every scholar. He was the son of the Rev. William Lowth, Rector of Buriton, Hants, and gave at Winchester shool early promise of the talents which afterwards distinguished him. At Oxford he filled the chair of the Professor of Poetry for nine years, which he quitted in 1751. In 1762, he published his Introduction to English Grammar. In 1765, he entered into a controversy with Bishop Warburton, and, like all controversialists, the two antagonists disgraced themselves, and each other. But this conduct was not natural to Lowth; and when he and Warburton met, the latter, in his surprize at his amiable and gentle manners, bore ample testimony to his virtues. It is to the honor of both, that mutual shame produced a friendship; a rare instance of liberality
between men of different opinions. Bishop Lowth died in consequence of a paralytick stroke,
on the 3d of November, 1787.
TO THE PEOPLE OF GREAT BRITAIN.
Written in 1746.
Briton! the thunder of the wrath divine,
from thine, Shall burst with ten-fold rage on thy devoted head;
Unless with conscious terrors awed, By meek, heart struck repentance led,
Suppliant thou fall before the offended God: If haply yet thou may'st avert his ire; And stay his arm outstretch'd to launch the
Did not high God of old ordain,
The inglorious, galling, papal yoke,
And freed thee by a woman-hero's hand;
He then confirm'd the strong decree:
“ Briton, be virtuous and be free ;
Oft has the offended Power his rising anger shown:
Led on by his avenging hand
Rebellion triumphs in the land :
hosts o'erthrown.' D e Gus?
They fell a cheap inglorious prey; tlgad 11 The ambitious victor's boast was half supprest,
While heaven-bred fear, and wild dismay, Unmann'd the warriour's heart, and reign'd in
Her arms to foreign lands Britainia bore s
Her arms, auspicious now no more!
The tame, war-trading Belgian fled,
The Gaul stood wondering at his own success; Oft did his hardiest bands their wonted fears
confess; Struck with dismay, and meditating flight, While the brave foe still urged the unequal fight,
While William, with his Father's ardour fired, Through all the undaunted host the generous
But heavier far the weight of shame
That sunk Britannia's naval fame :
Or fear, or rashness, in her chiefs prevails;
fight; Content with humble praise, the foe
Avoids the long-impending blow; Improves the kind escape, and triumphs in his
The monstrous age, which still increasing years debase, '
. Which teems with unknown crimes, and genders
new disgrace, First, unrestrain’d by honour, faith, or shame,
Confounding every sacred name,''
The hallow'd nuptial bed with lawless lust pro
The dire corruption held its course
The ripening maid is versed in every dangerous
art, That ill adorns the form while it corrupts the heart:
Practised to dress, to dance, to play,
In wanton mask to lead the way, To move the pliant limbs, to roll the luring eye ; With folly's gayest partizans to vye In empty noise and vain expense;
To celebrate with flanting air
The midnight revels of the fair; Studious of every praise but virtue, 'truth, and
Thus lesson'd in intrigue, her early thought im