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ditto 135 Tickell 145 Mallet 149
HE Minstrel or Progrefs of Genius Owen of Carron
Langhorne 39 Hermit of Warkworth
Bijhop Percy 63 Sir Eldred of the Bower Bleeding Rock Lucy and Colin William and Margaret Edwin and Emma Hermit
Goldsmith 159 Traveller Deserted Village Haunch of Venison Retaliation Supplement to Retaliation
Cumberland 207 Jupiter and Mercury
Garrick 211 Jeu d'Esprit
Dean of Derry 213
ditto 179 ditto 193 ditto 199
C O N T E N T S.
Fitzpatrick 217 Verses sent to a young Lady with the new edition of Shakespeare
Carlisle 221 Verses on Mrs. Crewe Rhapsody on Taste
Carlisle 225 Elegy written in the Garden of a Friend Mason 227 Elegy written in a Country Church Yard' Gray 231 Elegy on Captain Cook
Seward 237 Death of Alico
Edwards 249 Monody to the Memory of Lady Lyttleton
Lyttleton 251 Verses making Part of an Epitaph on the same. • Lady
ditto 251 Monody on Major Andre
Seward 263 Ode to John Howard, Esq;
A The fileep where Fame's proud temple lines afar !
In life's low vale re:note his pined alone,
II. And yet, the languor of inglorious days, Not cqually oppreslive is to all. Him who ne'er listen d to the voice of praise, The filence of neglect can ne'er appal. There are, whio, deaf to mad Ambition's call, Wou'd fhrink to hear th'obilreporous trump of Fame; Supremely blest if to their portion Call
Health, competence, and peace. Nor higher aim Had He, whose fimple tale thefe artless lines pror
III. This fapient age disclaims all classic lore ; Elfe I hould here in cunning phrase display, How forth The MINSTREL fared in days of yore, Right glad of heart, though homely in array ; His waving locks and beard all hoary grey : And, from his bending thoulder, decent hung His harp, the fole companion of his way,
Which to the whirling wind responsive rung: And ever as he went fone merry lay lie lung.
The parasite their influence never warms,
Though richest hues the peacock's plumes adorn,
linnets carol from the hill, o let them uc'ir with artificial note,
To please a tyrant, train the lit:le bill, But fing what licaven inspires, and wander where they
If bleak and barren Scotia's hills arise ; "There plague and poison, lust and rapine grow;
Here peaceful are ihe vales, and pure the skies, And freedom fires the foul, and sparkles in the eyes.
VII. Then grieve not, thou to whom the indulgent Mufe Vouchsafes a portion of celellial fire ; Nor blame the partial Fates, if they refuse Th’imperial banquet, and the rich attire. Know thine own worth and reverence the lyre. Wilt thou debale the heart which God reliu'd ; No; let the heaven-taught foul, to heaven aspire
Tu fancy, freedom, harmony, relign'd;
Where fear, diftruft, malevolence, abide,
IX. O how canst thou renounce the boundless store Of charms which Nature to her vot'ry yields ! The warbling woodland, the resounding shore, The pomp of groves, and garniture of fields ; All that the genial ray of morning gilds, And all thai echoes to the song of.even, All that the mountain's sheltering bosom fhields,
And all the dread magnificence of heaven, O how can it thou renounce, and hope to be forgiven !
X. These charms Mall work thy soul's eternal health, And love, and gentleness, and joy impart.