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so languid. Frequent consideration and

II minute scrutiny have at length unravelled From the centre A. at the distance A. B. the cause ; viz. that though Reason is Describe the circle B. C. D. feasted, Imagination is starved ; whilst

At the distance B. A. from B. the centre Reason is luxuriating in its proper Para- The round A. C. E. to describe boldly dise, Imagination is wearily travelling on

venture. a dreary desert. To assist Reason by

(Third postulate see.) the stimulus of Imagination is the design And from the point C. of the following production. In the In which the circles make a pother execution of it much may be objection- Cutting and slashing one another, able. The verse (particularly in the Bid the straight lines a journeying introduction of the ode) may be accused

go. of unwarrantable liberties, but they are C. A. C. B. those lines will show. liberties equally homogeneal with the To the points, which by A. B. are exactness of Mathematical disquisition,

reckon'd, and the boldness of Pindaric daring. I

And postulate the second have three strong champions to defend For Authority ye know. me against the attacks of Criticism : the

A. B. C. Novelty, the Difficulty, and the Utility

Triumphant shall be of the work. I may justly plume myself

An Equilateral Triangle, 30 that I first have drawn the nymph Not Peter Pindar carp, nor Zoilus can Mathesis from the visionary caves of

wrangle. abstracted idea, and caused her to unite with Harmony. The first-born of this

III Union I now present to you ; with inter- Because the point A. is the centre ested motives indeed -as I expect to

Of the circular B. C. D. receive in return the more valuable off- And because the point B. is the centre spring of your Muse.

Of the circular A. C. E.

A. C. to A. B. and B. C. to B. A. CHRIST'S HOSPITAL), March 31, 1791.

S. T. C. IIarmoniously equal for ever must stay ;

Then C. A. and B. C.
This is now—this was erst,

Both extend the kind hand
Proposition the first--and Problem the

To the basis, A. B.

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Unambitiously join'd in Equality's

Band.

But to the same powers, when two powers On a given finite line

are equal, Which must no way incline :

My mind forbodes the sequel ; To describe an equi

My mind does some celestial impulse -lateral Tri

teach,
-A, N, G, L, E.

And equalises each to each.
Now let A. B.

Thus C. A. with B. C. strikes the same
Be the given line

sure alliance, Which must no way incline ;

That C. A. and B. C. had with A. B. The great Mathematician

before ;
Makes this Requisition,

And in mutual affiance
That we describe an Equi-

None attempting to soar - lateral Tri

Above another,
--angle on it :

The unanimous three
Aid us, Reason-aid us, Wit !

C. A. and B. C. and A. B.

Thine ever,

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With such high transport every moment

Where first his infant buds appear ; flies,

Or upwards dart with soaring force, I curse Experience that he makes me And tempt some more ambitious course? wise ;

Obedient now to Hope's command, For at his frown the dear deliriums flew, I bid each humble wish expand, And the changed scene now wears a And fair and bright Life's prospects seem, gloomy hue.

While Hope displays her cheering beam, A hideous hag th' Enchantress Pleasure And Fancy's vivid colourings stream, 11 seems,

While Emulation stands me nigh And all her joys appear but feverous

The Goddess of the eager eye. dreams.

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With foot advanced and anxious heart The vain resolve still broken and still made, Now for the fancied goal I start :Disease and loathing and remorse invade; Ah ! why will Reason intervene The charm is vanish'd and the bubble's Me and my promised joys between ! broke,

She stops my course, she chains my speed, A slave to pleasure is a slave to smoke !' While thus her forceful words proceed : Such lays repentant did the Muse "Ah! listen, youth, ere yet too late, 20 supply ;

What evils on thy course may wait ! When as the Sun was hastening down To bow the head, to bend the knee, the sky,

A minion of Servility, In glittering state twice fifty guineas At low Pride's frequent frowns to sigh, come,

And watch the glance in Folly's eye ; His Mother's plate antique had raised To toil intense, yet toil in vain, the sum.

And feel with what a hollow pain Forth leap'd Philedon of

new life

Pale Disappointment hangs her head possest :

O’er darling Expectation dead ! 'Twas Brookes's all till two, 'twas "The scene is changed and Fortune's Hackett's all the rest !

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gale

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1791. Shall belly out each prosperous sail.

Yet sudden wealth full well I know
ON IMITATION

Did never happiness bestow.

That wealth to which we were not born ALL are not born to soar--and ah ! how Dooms us to sorrow or to scorn. few

Behold yon flock which long had trod In tracks where Wisdom leads their O’er the short grass of Devon's sod, paths pursue !

To Lincoln's rank rich meads transferr'd, Contagious when to wit or wealth allied, And in their fate thy own be fear'd ; Folly and Vice diffuse their venom wide. Through every limb contagions fly, On Folly every fool his talent tries; Deform'd and choked they burst and die. It asks some toil to imitate the wise ; · When Luxury opens wide her arms, Tho' few like Fox can speak—like Pitt And smiling wooes thee to those charms, can think

Whose fascination thousands own, Yet all like Fox can game-like Pitt can Shall thy brows wear the stoic frown? drink.

? 1791.

And when her goblet she extends

Which maddening myriads press around, HAPPINESS

What power divine thy soul befriends

That thou should'st dash it to the ON wide or narrow scale shall Man

ground? Most happily describe life's plan?

No, thou shalt drink, and thou shalt know Say shall he bloom and wither there, Her transient bliss, her lasting woe,

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Her maniac joys, that know no measure, Whom (sages say) in days of yore
And riot rude and painted pleasure ;- Meek Competence to Wisdom bore,
Till (sad reverse !) the Enchantress vile So shall thy little vessel glide
To frowns converts her magic smile ; With a fair breeze adown the tide,
Her train impatient to destroy,

And Hope, if e'er thou 'ginst to sorrow
Observe her frown with gloomy joy ; Remind thee of some fair to-morrow,
On thee with harpy fangs they seize Till Death shall close thy tranquil eye
The hideous offspring of Disease, While Faith proclaims “thou shalt not
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die !”

? 1791. And Fever garb'd in scarlet vest, Consumption driving the quick hearse,

THE RAVEN
And Gout that howls the frequent curse,
With Apoplex of heavy head

A CHRISTMAS TALE, TOLD BY A That surely aims his dart of lead.

SCHOOL-BOY TO HIS LITTLE BROTHERS * But say Life's joys unmix'd were

AND SISTERS given To thee some favourite of Heaven : UNDERNEATH a huge oak tree Within, without, tho' all were health- There was of swine a huge company, Yet what e’en thus are Fame, Power, That grunted as they crunched the mast : Wealth,

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Then they trotted away, for the wind What's thine already-Happiness !

grew high : 'Tis thine the converse deep to hold One acorn they left, and no more might With all the famous sons of old ;

you spy. And thine the happy waking dream Next came a Raven, that liked not such While Hope pursues some favourite

folly : theme,

Ile belonged, they did say, to the witch As oft when Night o'er Heaven is spread,

Melancholy ! Round this maternal seat you tread, Blacker was he than blackest jet, Where far from splendour, far from riot, Flew low in the rain, and his feathers In silence wrapt sleeps careless quiet.

not wet. 'Tis thine with fancy oft to talk, &o He picked up the acorn and buried it And thine the peaceful evening walk ;

straight And what to thee the sweetest are- By the side of a river both deep and great. The setting sun, the evening star

Where then did the Raven go? The tints, which live along the sky,

He went high and low, And Moon that meets thy raptured eye, Over hill, over dale, did the black Raven Where oft the tear shall grateful start,

go. Dear silent pleasures of the Heart !

Many Autumns, many Springs Ah! Being blest, for Heaven shall lend

Travelled he with wandering To share thy simple joys a friend !

wings : Ah! doubly blest, if Love supply

Many Summers, many WintersHis influence to complete thy joy,

I can't tell half his adventures. If chance some lovely maid thou find To read thy visage in thy mind.

At length he came back, and with him a One blessing more demands thy

She, care :

And the acorn was grown to a tall oak Once more to Heaven address the prayer :

tree. For humble independence pray

They built them a nest in the topmost The guardian genius of thy way ;

bough,

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his eyes.

And young ones they had, and were

A WISH happy enow. But soon came a woodman in leathern WRITTEN IN JESUS WOOD, FEB. 10, guise,

1792 His brow, like a pent-house, hung over

[Sent, with the two pieces which follow, to He'd an axe in his hand, not a word he

Mary Evans, in a letter of that date.] spoke,

Lo! through the dusky silence of the But with many a hem ! and a sturdy

groves, stroke,

Thro' vales irriguous, and thro' green At length he brought down the poor

retreats, Raven's own oak.

With languid murmur creeps the placid His young ones were killed; for they

stream could not depart,

And works its secret way. And their mother did die of a broken heart.

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fields, The boughs from the trunk the woodman

It rolls the playful wave and winds its did sever ;

flight: And they floated it down on the course

Then downward flowing with awaken'd of the river.

speed They sawed it in planks, and its bark

Embosoms in the Deep ! they did strip, And with this tree and others they made Thus thro' its silent tenor may my Life a good ship.

Smooth its meek stream by sordid The ship, it was launched ; but in sight wealth unclogg'd, of the land

Alike unconscious of forensic storms, Such a storm there did rise as no ship

And Glory's blood-stain'd palm ! could withstand. It bulged on a rock, and the waves And when dark Age shall close Life's rush'd in fast :

little day, The old Raven flew round and round, Satiate of sport, and weary of its toils, and cawed to the blast.

E'en thus may slumbrous Death my

decent limbs He heard the last shriek of the perishing

Compose with icy hand ! souls

MS. See ! see ! o'er the topmast the mad

water rolls ! Right glad was the Raven, and off AN ODE IN THE MANNER OF he went fleet,

ANACREON And Death riding home on a cloud he did meet,

As late in wreaths gay flowers I hound, And he thank'd him again and again for Beneath some roses Love I found, this treat :

And by his little frolic pinion They had taken his all, and REVENGE

As quick as thought I seiz'd the minion, WAS SWEET!

Then in my cup the prisoner threw, [We must not think so; but forget and

And drank him in its sparkling dew : forgive,

And sure I feel my angry guest And what Heaven gives life to, we'll still

Fluttering his wings within my breast ! let it live!]

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MS.

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A LOVER’S COMPLAINT--THE COMPLAINT OF NINATHÓMA

? 1792.

With just yet vivid colouring portray'd A LOVER'S COMPLAINT TO HIS

What every wife should be, what many MISTRESS

are.

And sure the Parent of a race so sweet WHO DESERTED HIM IN QUEST OF A With double pleasure on the page shall MORE WEALTHY HUSBAND IN THE

dwell, EAST INDIES

Each scene with sympathising breast

shall meet, THE dubious light sad glimmers o'er the

While Reason still with smiles delights sky:

to tell 'Tis silence all. By lonely anguish Maternal hope, that her loved progeny torn,

In all but sorrows shall Amelias be! With wandering feet to gloomy groves I

fly, And wakeful Love still tracks my course forlorn.

IMITATED FROM OSSIAN

The stream with languid murmur creeps, And will you, cruel Julia ! will you go? In Lumin's flowery vale: And trust you to the Ocean's dark dis- Beneath the dew the Lily weeps may?

Slow-waving to the gale. Shall the wide wat'ry world between us flow?

Cease, restless gale !' it seems to say, And winds unpitying snatch my Hopes Nor wake me with thy sighing! away?

The honours of my vernal day

On rapid wing are flying. Thus could you sport with my too easy heart?

“To-morrow shall the Traveller come Yet tremble, lest not unaveng'd I Who late beheld me blooming : grieve !

His searching eye shall vainly roam The winds may learn your own delusive

The dreary vale of Lumin.' art, And faithless Ocean smile but to deceive!

With eager gaze and wetted cheek

1792. MS.

My wonted haunts along,
Thus, faithful Maiden ! thou shalt seek

The Youth of simplest song.
WITH FIELDING'S 'AMELIA'

But I along the breeze shall roll

The voice of feeble power ; VIRTUES and Woes alike too great for And dwell, the Moon-beam of thy soul, man

In Slumber's nightly hour.

1793 In the soft tale oft claim the useless

sigh; For vain the attempt to realise the

THE COMPLAINT OF NINAplan,

THOMA
On Folly's wings must Imitation fly.
With other aim has Fielding here dis-

FROM THE SAME play'd Each social duty and each social | How long will ye round me be swelling, care ;

Oye blue-tumbling waves of the sea ?

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