A Or whether, mounted on cherubic wing, 190 Thy fwift career is with the whirling orbs, Comparing things with things, in rapture loft, And grateful adoration, for that light So plenteous ray'd into thy mind below,. From LIGHT himself; Oh look with pity down On human kind, a frail erroneous race!” Exalt the spirit of a downward world! O'er thy dejected country, chief prefide, And be her Genius call'd! her studies raise, Correct her manners, and inspire her youth: For, tho' deprav'd and funk, fhe brought thee forth, And glories in thy name; she points thee out To all her fons, and bids them eye thy star: While in expectance of the second life, When time shall be no more, thy facred duft Sleeps with her kings, and dignifies the scener 195 200 BRITANNIA. BRITANNIA. A POEM. -Et tantas audetis tollere moles? Quos ego-fed motos praeftat componere fluctus. VIRGIL. BRIT A NNIA, PO O E E M. S on the fea-beat shore Britannia sat, : Deep in her anxious heart, revolving fad: That hoarfe, and hollow, from the bleak furge blew; Loose flow'd her treffes; rent her azure robe: 6 ΤΟ Hung o'er the deep, from her majestic brow Even not yon fail, that, from the sky-mix'd wave, T 15 20 While, |