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A Clergyman, who published two volumes of Poems,
chiefly translations in 1782.
THE INVITATION. To the Right Honourable the Countess of Berkeley.
When pomp, parade, and splendour cloy,
Bliss on a smaller scale enjoy
With me, within an humble cell,
Where Peace, and cheap Contentment dwell.
No niceties can I bestow;
But if i had them-well I know
You'd wish all dainties to decline,
And snugly on a collop dine :
For more would look so like your ownThe puzzling meal would ill go down.
When a hedge-parson is your host,
Expect, indeed, but boil'd or roast :
Perhaps beside, the frugal board
A simple pudding may afford,
With-what gives value to a treat-
A hearty welcome, when you eat :
But when this dinner ?-let me see-
On Tuesday next-at half-past three.
If then your Lady-ship will come,
Spruced up each Muse shall be at home;
On Berkeley!-Ah, how proud to tend !
Berkeley the Muse's guardian friend !
To be in future ages sung
As Her-whence lively Craven * sprung.
On whom has bland Thalia smiled
And taken for her favourite child;
Hereafter-if such meed she chuse
To be herself invoked a Muse;
When to a Muse the honours due
Must as their source recur to you.
Whence Berkeley's Earl, well known to prove
“ A father in a brother's love :"
Paternally, who draws his blood
From Chiefs that figured near the flood :
But virtue needs no aid from birth,
Nobility's best title's-worth:
And thus to worth the honours due
Reach as their distant source to you -
Whence He*, who with impatience glows
Vengeance to pour on Britain's foes ;
Too gallant much to trust to fame
E'en to a Berkeley's boasted name,
Though thence no mean, no niggard claim :
In vain the youth's intreped spirit,
Sworn foe is 3-d-h to all merit!
Denied command -oppress’d, and cross'd,
Or in inglorious service lost.
* Honourable George Berkeley, Captain of the Vestal Frigate.
This tribute due to worth excuse
The greatest Bards digressions use,
Which Episodes are call'd in trade :
Then to the point from whence we stray'd..
Now should your Ladyship agree,
To flatter thus my vanity.
O with you bring the lovely lass, *
That justly for a Grace may pass,
Whose beauty, and whose wit proclaim
Her title to a Grace's name:
And soon I hope 'twill be the case,
That I may bow unto her Grace.
This said, what now remains to say ?
I might forsooth enlarge the lay, -
With Venus' charms, Minerva's air,
Juno's—I know not what, I swear ;
For she was a proud minx, I'm told,
And horriby inclined to scold;
Ought then such trumpery to have place
In the description of a Grace?
* Lady Louisa, youngest daughter of Lady Berkeley.
Well-when a theme transcends all praise,
As happens here to be the case, i
'Tis time, I trust, to close the lays, seif.si
Lest that the Muses, who are my lodgers, !
Impeach of dotage
Your's, S. Rogers.
AN ESSAY ON DREAMS. Inscribed to the Right Honourable Lady Craven,
of Benhamn Place, Berkshire.
Somnia, terrores magicos, miracula, Sagas
Nocturnos lemures, portantaque Thessala rides?
ACCEPT, O Craven! what of right belong
To thee, sweet mistress of Morphean song;
Whose magick pen so well itself displays
Fancy's wild flights in captivating lays :
Accept the lines an humble Muse commends,
Whose pride it is to be- Of Craven's friends :*