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Alone in nature stands his dauntless race,
swoln, disdainful heart, subside, And holds dominion o'er the sons of pride.
Then the Chaldæan eas'd his lab'ring breast, With full conviction of his crime opprest.
“ Thou canst accomplish all things, Lord of And every thought is naked to thy sight. [might: But, oh! thy ways are wonderful, and lie Beyond the deepest reach of mortal eye. Oft have I heard of thine Almighty power; But never saw thee till this dreadful hour. O'erwhelm'd with shame, the Lord of life I Abhor myself, and give my soul to thee. Nor shall my weakness tempt thine anger more : Man is not made to question, but adore.”
ON MICHAEL ANGELO'S FAMOUS PIECE OF
WHO IS SAID TO HAVE STABBED A PERSON THAT HE
MIGHT DRAW IT MORE NATURALLY.1
Whilst his Redeemer on his canvass dies,
· Though the report was propagated without the least truth, it may be sufficient ground to justify a poetical fancy's enlarging on it.
LPITAPH ON LORD AUBREY BEAUCLERK.
He sicken'd soon to death; and, what is worse,
ON LORD AUBREY BEAUCLERK, IN WESTMINSTER
Whilst Britain boasts her empire o'er the deep,
i Lord Aubrey Beauclerk was the eighth son of the Duke of St. Albans, who was one of the sons of King Charles the Second. He was born in the
year and, being regularly bred to the sea service, in 1731 he was appointed to the command of his majesty's ship the
Sweet were his manners, as his soul was great,
EPITAPH AT WELWYN, HERTFORDSHIRE.
IF fond of what is rare, attend !
Of perfect piety,
My friend, James Barker;
this mean memorial, For what deserves the greatest.
An example Which shone through all the clouds of fortune,
Industrious in low estate,
Ludlow Castle ; and he commanded the Prince Frederick at the attack of the harbour of Carthagena, March 24, 1741. This young nobleman was one of the most promising commanders in the king's service. When on the desperate attack of the castle of Bocca Chica, at the entrance of the said harbour, he lost his life, both his legs being first shot off. The prose part of the inscription on his monument was the production of Mrs. Mary Jones of Oxford; who also wrote a poem on his death, printed in her Miscellanies, 8vo. 1752.-R.
The lesson and reproach of those above him.
To lay this little stone
Is my ambition ;
While others rear
A turf o'er virtue charms us more.
E. Y. 1749.
A LETTER TO MR. TICKELL,
OCCASIONED BY THE DEATH OF THE RIGHT HON.
JOSEPH ADDISON, ESQ. 1719.
O LONG with me in Oxford groves confin'd,
Early he bloom'd amid the learned train,
See, see,” she cried, “ old Maro's muse appears, Wak'd from her slumber of two thousand years : Her finish'd charms to Addison she brings, Thinks in his thought, and in his numbers sings.
All read transported his pure classic page;
The state, when now his rising fame was known,
song [pense, As health and strength the brightest charms disWit is the blossom of the soundest sense : Yet few, how few, with lofty thoughts inspir'd, With quickness pointed, and with rapture fir’d, In conscious pride their own importance find, Blind to themselves, as the hard world is blind! Wit they esteem a gay but worthless power, The slight amusement of a leisure hour; Unmindful that, conceal'd from vulgar eyes, Majestic wisdom wears the bright disguise.
Poor Dido fondled thus, with idle joy, Dread Cupid, lurking in the Trojan boy; Lightly she toy’d and trifled with his charms, And knew not that a god was in her arms.
Who greatest excellence of thought could boast, In action, too, have been distinguish'd most : This Sommers' knew, and Addison sent forth From the malignant regions of the north, To be matur'd in more indulgent skies, Where all the vigour of the soul can rise ; Thro' warmer veins where sprightlier spirits run, And sense enliven'd sparkles in the sun. With secret pain the prudent patriot gave The hopes of Britain to the rolling wave,
· Lord Sommers procured a pension for Mr. Addison, which enabled him to prosecute his travels.-R.