Dorinda Verses fent to a young Lady with the new edition of Shakespeare Verfes on Mrs. Crewe Rhapsody on Tafte Elegy written in the Garden of a Friend Death of Alico Monody to the Memory of Lady Lyttleton Fitzpatrick 217 Carlisle 221 Fox-223 Carlife 215 Mafon 227 Gray 231 Serward 237 Edwards 249 Lyttleton 251 Verfes making Part of an Epitaph on the fame ditto 251 to bi Monody on Major Andre Seward 263 Hayley 281 THE MINSTREL; O R, THE PROGRESS OF GENIUS. THE FIRST BOOK. I. H! who can tell how hard it is to climb The steep where Fame's proud temple fhinesafar! Ah! who can tell how many a foul fublime Has felt the influence of malignant ftar, And wag'd with Fortune an eternal war! Check'd by the fcoff of Pride, by Envy's frown, And Poverty's unconquerable bar, In life's low vale remote has pined alone, Then dropt into the grave, unpitied and unknown! II. And yet, the languor of inglorious days, Him who ne'er liften'd to the voice of praife, Health, competence, and peace. Nor higher aim Had He, whofe fimple tale thefe artless lines proclaim. B |