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Nor fields with gleaming steel be cover'd o’er,
The brazen trumpets kindle rage no more :

But useless lances into scythes shall bend,
And the broad falchion in a plough-share end.
Then palaces shall rise; the joyful son*
Shall finish what his short-lived sire begun ;
Their vines a shadow to their race shall yield, 65
And the same hand that sow'd, shall reap the field.
The swain in barren desertst with surprise
Sees lilies spring, and sudden verdure rise;
And starts, amidst the thirsty wilds to hear
New falls of water murmuring in his ear.

70 On rifted rocks, the dragon's late abodes, The green reed trembles, and the bulrush nods. Waste, sandy valleys, I once perplex'd with thorn, The spiry fir and shapely box adorn: To leafless shrubs the flowery palms succeed, 75 And odorous myrtle to the noisome weed, [mead, The lambss with wolves shall graze the verdant And boys in flowery bands the tiger lead.

Ver. 67. The swain in barren deserts.] Virg. Ecl. iv. ver. 28.

Molli paulatim flavescet campus aristà,
Incultisque rubens pendebit sentibus uva,

Et duræ quercus sudabunt roscida mella. 'The fields shall grow yellow with ripened ears, and the red grape shall hang upon the wild brambles, and the hard oaks shall distil honey like dew.'

Isaiah, ch. xxxv. ver. 7.—The parched ground shall become a pool, and the thirsty land springs of water: in the habitations where dragons lay, shall be grass, and reeds, and rushes. Ch. lv. ver. 13.- Instead of the thorn shall come up the fir-tree, and instead of the briar shall come up the myrtle-tree.' Ver. 77. The lambs with wolves, &c.] Virg. Ecl. iv. ver. 21.

Ipsæ lacte domum referent distenta capellæ
Ubera, nec magnos metuent armenta leones
Occidet et serpens, et fallax herba veneni

Occidet • The goats shall bear to the fold their udders distended with milk; nor shall the herds be afraid of the greatest lions. The serpent shall die, and the herb that conceals poison shall die.'

Isaiah, ch. xi. ver. 6, &c.- The wolf shall dwell with the lamb, and the leopard shall lie down with the kid, and the call and the young lion and the fatling together; and a little child shall lead them; and the lion shall eat straw like the ox. And the suckling child shall play on the hole of the asp, and the weaned child shall put his hand on the den of the cockatrice.'

# Ch. lxv, ver. 21, 22
1 Ch. xli. ver. 19. and ch. lv. ver. 13.

+ Ch. xxxv, ver. 1. 7.

$ Ch. xi, ver. 6-8.

The steer and lion at one crib shall meet,
And harmless serpents lick the pilgrim's feet. 80
The smiling infant in his hand shall take
The crested basilisk and speckled snake,
Pleased, the green lustre of the scales survey,
And with their forky tongue shall innocently play.
Rise, crown'd with light, imperial Salem,t rise ! 86
Exalt thy towery head, and lift thy eyes !
See a long racet thy spacious courts adorn ;
See future sons, and daughters yet unborn,
In crowding ranks on every side arise,
Demanding life, impatient for the skies!

See barbarous nationsý at thy gates attend,
Walk in thy light, and in thy temple bend;
See thy bright altars throng'd with prostrate kings,
And heap'd with products of Sabean springs!
For thee Idume's spicy forests blow,

96 And seeds of gold in Ophir's mountains glow. See heaven its sparkling portals wide display, And break upon thee in a flood of day! No more the rising sun shall gild the morn, Nor evening Cynthia fill her silver horn;

100 But lost, dissolved in thy superior rays, One tide of glory, nne unclouded blaze O'erflow thy courts : the Light himself shall shine Reveal'd, and God's eternal day be thine! The seas** shall waste, the skies in smoke decay, Rocks fall to dust, and mountains melt away :

106 But fix'd his word, his saying power remains ; Thy realm for ever lasts, thy own Messiah reigns !

IMITATIONS. Ver. 85. Rise, crown'd with light, imperial Salem, rise!) The thoughts of Isaiah, which compose

the latter part of the poems, are wonderfully elevated, and much above those general exclamations of Virgil, which make the loftiest parts of his Pollio.

Magnus ab integro saclorum nascitur ordo !
-toto surget gens aurea mundo!
--Incipient magni procedere menses !

Aspice, venturo lateytur nt omnia sæclo! &c.
The reader needs only to turn to the passages of Isaiah, here


* Ch. Ixv. ver. 25.

+ Ch. lx. ver. 1. i Ch.lx. ver. 4.

$ Ch. lx. ver. 3. | Ch. 1x. ver. 6.

4 Ch, lx.ver. 19, 20, ** Ch. li. ver. 6. and ch, liv, ver. 10.




To the Right Hon. George Lord Lansdowne.
Non injussa cano; te nostræ, Vare, myricæ.
Te nemus omne canet; nec Phæbo gratior ulla est,

Quam sibi quæ Vari præscripsit pagina nomen. Thy forest, Windsor! and thy green retreats, At once the Monarch's and the Muses' seats, Invite my lays. Be present, sylvan maids ! Unlock your springs, and open all your shades. Granville commands : your aid, O muses, bring! What muse for Granville can refuse to sing?

The groves of Eden, vanish'd now so long, Live in description, and look green in song; These, were my breast inspired with equal flame, Like them in beauty, should be like in fame. Here hills and vales, the woodland and the plain, Here earth and water seem to strive again; Not chaos-like together crush'd and bruised, But, as the world, harmoniously confused; Where order in variety we see, And where, though all things differ, all agree. Here waving groves a checquer'd scene display, And part admit, and part exclude the day; As some coy nymph her lover's warm address Nor quite indulges, nor can quite repress. There, interspersed in lawns and opening glades, Thin trees arise that shun each other's shades, Here in full light the russet plains extend : There, wrapt in clouds, the blueish hills ascend. E'en the wild heath displays her purple dyes, And 'midst the desert, fruitful fields arise, That, crown'd with tufted trees and springing corn, Like verdant isles the sable waste adorn. Let India boast her plants, nor envy we The weeping amber, or the balmy tree, While by our oaks the precious loads are borne, And realms commanded which those trees adorn. Not prvud Olympus yields a nobler sight, Though gods assembled grace bis towering height,

Than what more humble mountains offer here,
Where, in their blessings, all those gods appear.
See Pan with flocks, with fruits Pomona crown'd,
Here blushing Flora paints th' enamell’d ground,
Here Ceres' gifts in waving prospect stand,
And, nodding, tempt the joyful reaper's hand;
Rich industry sits smiling on the plains,
And peace and plenty tell, a Stuart reigns.

Not thus the land appear'd in ages past,
A dreary desert, and a gloomy waste,
To savage beasts and savage laws a prey,
And kings more furious and severe than they ;
Who claim'd the skies, dispeopled air and floods,
The lonely lords of empty wilds and woods :
Cities laid waste, they storm'd the dens and caves
(For wiser brutes were backward to be slaves).
What could be free, when lawless beasts obey'd,
And e'en the elements a tyrant sway'd ?
In vain kind seasons swell’d the teeming grain;
Soft showers distill'd, and suns grew warm in vain ;
The swain with tears his frustrate labour yields,
And, famish'd, dies amidst his ripen'd fields.
What wonder then, a beast or subject slain
Were equal crimes in a despotic reign?
Both doom'd alike for sportive tyrants bled,
But, while the subject stary'd, the beast was fed.
Proud Nimrod first the bloody chase began,
A mighty hunter, and his prey was man :
Our haughty Norman boasts that barbarous name,
And makes his trembling slaves the royal game.
The fields are ravish'd from th' industrious swains,
From men their cities, and from gods their fanes:
The levellid towns with weeds lie cover'd o'er;
The hollow winds through naked temples roar;
Round broken columns clasping ivy twined;
O’er heaps of ruin stalk'd the stately hind;
The fox obscene to gaping tombs retires,
And savage howlings fill the sacred quires.
Awed by his nobles, by his commons curst,
Th' oppressor ruled tyrannic where he durst,
Stretch'd o'er the poor and church his iron rod,
And served alike his vassals and his God.

Whom e'en the Saxon spared, and bloody Dane,
The wanton victims of his sport remain.
But see, the man who spacious regions gave
A waste for beasts, himself denied a grave!
Stretch'd on the lawn his second hope survey,
At once the chaser, and at once the prey :
Lo Rufus, tugging at the deadly dart,
Bleeds in the forest like a wounded hart.
Succeeding monarcbs heard the subjects' cries,
Nor saw displeased the peaceful cottage rise.
Then gathering flocks on unknown mountains fed,
O'er sandy wilds were yellow harvests spread,
The forests wonder'd at th' unusual grain,
And secret transports touch'd the conscious swain.
Fair Liberty, Britannia's goddess, rears
Her cheerful head, and leads the golden years.

Ye vigorous swains! while youth ferments your
And purer spirits swell the sprightly flood, (blood,
Now range the hills, the gameful woods beset,
Wind the shrill horn, or spread the waving net.
When milder autumn summer's heat succeeds,
And in the new-shorn field the partridge feeds;
Before his lord the ready spaniel bounds,
Panting with hope, he tries the furrow'd grounds;
But when the tainted gales the game betray,
Couch'd close he lies, and meditates the prey:
Secure they trust the unfaithful field beset,
Till hovering o'er them sweeps the swelling net:
Thus (if small things we may with great compare)
When Albion sends her eager sons to war,
Some thoughtless town, with ease and plenty bless’d,
Near and more near, the closing lines invest,
Sudden they seize th' amazed, defenceless prize,
And high in air Britannia's standard flies.

See! from the brake the whirring pheasant springs, And mounts exulting on triumphant wings: Short is his joy, he feels the fiery wound, Flutters in blood, and panting beats the ground. Ah ! what avail his glossy, varying dyes, His purple crest, and scarlet-circled eyes, The vivid green his shining plumes unfold, His painted wings, and breast that filames with gold ?


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