Original nnpicblished Pociry. 



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Prompt to veil in antique drefs 

 \\\\M Aiitientry could n"'er exprefs. 

 Catch the bufkin's lort3F mien, 

 Or wooe the- laughtor-lovii.j; Queen. 

 Immortal Boy, thcc angels (ed 

 With Poefy's ahr.ratted food, 



Thy bowl was fill'd Irom Fancy's foiintaia- 

 head, 



Thy bowl with wond'rous extacies enibii'd : 

 By Heaven's own cliymic llcill refin'd, 

 lliinc was the manner ol the mind. 



Yet man ingratc thy labeurs view'd, 

 linknown from Dullnefs motley brood! 



O ! next to him whole mufter hand 



Could thrill the pau^^'ti nerve of the heart. 

 Bid the quick tear of Pity ftart. 



Or Terror, llmdd'nng own his dread com- 

 mand ! 



Hated rererfe to all divine, 

 See the raatchlefs roiiidrel pine. 

 See the blooming wonder die. 

 Indignant death in hisdi'Hafted eye ! 

 What curies future a;ras, yet unborn. 

 Shall laviih on the wretch's head 

 Who faw the tears fond Nature's darling 

 thed 

 Yet in his hofom (Iruck an aggravating thorn ' 

 Barbarian Britain ! could ihe choiceft gem 



Of Merit's rodiaiU diadem 

 Sink in thy gloom, and wafte its glorious 

 glo\» ! 

 Averle to bid neglefted genius live. 

 Say, thalt thou Ihare the fame a Chatterton 

 can give ? 



Had he but gain'd his manhood's mighty 



prime, 

 Bright as the fun, and as the fun fublime. 

 His foaring foul had borne the awful wand 

 Of magic power, and o'er the fairy land 

 Of Fancy (hed a new poetic race, 

 Lending creation to his favor'd place. 

 But oh ! the dying founds decay. 

 Ah ! they fade away, 

 Melting, melting, melting. 

 Melting from the ear of day, 

 Defpair alTuives the Mule's lyre. 

 Damps each loftly-rwking fire, 

 Preffesthe fury fpirildown btlow, 

 Aad tells his ftubborn foul the bitter tale of 

 woe, 



At latl, fuperior to her chain. 

 He flies o'er Madnefs' wild domain, 

 Dtfpif'd and dejetted— he faints and he 



fi-hs ! 

 Too rigorous Heav'n ! — how ghaltly his eyes ! 

 Thus I triumph o'er all— lo ! a Chatterton 

 dies I 

 Spare, oh ! fpare. Almighty Pow'r ! 

 His frenzy'd paffion, and his laft black 

 hour ; 

 Spare his mortal portion, fpare ! 

 Think upon his cafe diftreft. 

 And of his soul's fine eiTence grantafliare 

 To fome pure breaft ! 



[Aug.l, 



Longdid he brave Unkindnefs' porgon eye. 

 Fell Famine's iiie;<j;re lip, and Scorn'* pol- 

 luted breath; 

 He look'd to fnid a friend— be found n» 

 friend but Death ! 

 He never look'd on high. 

 Or Tiioir hadrt been his friend, 

 Hcfpair had turn'd his fight below, 

 I'rfpairhad fix'd his honje of woe, 

 Raflily rebellious fell the fatal blow, 



God ot ]\le.cy ! fpare hi- end ! 

 Pcrchdixe (to mortal audience fliU un» 



known) 

 In agony's keen partina groan. 

 No brother near to wrert his hand, 

 Ko fire to catcii his l.:ft command, 

 Iso mother's uiouruiiil care, to dtefs his bicrt 

 3\'o lifter's tender, ttnd-ftear. 

 In hope's xthereal light he faw thee (hine. 

 And father, mother, brother, lifter, all com- 



binr^ 

 In the full i>ity of thy op'ning Heav'n» 

 His foibles and his faults forgiv'n. 

 Sweetell Child of Poclye, 

 Way this meet thy foul on high. 

 Clear thy memory c. this world. 

 And thew thy flag ot future fame unfurl'd. 



VERSES 



ADDRFSSri) TO MRS. IlOLCOMBE, Or MAT" 

 lOCK, ON HKIl Ell-CANT VE11SE8 TO THE 

 MEMORY OF FOP, A FAVOURITE SPANlEt, 

 OF THE r.ARl, OF SIOinA's : WRITTEN AT 

 DONNI.VCTON PARK, SEPTEMBER 28, 

 1802, BY JOSIPlI ATKINSON, ESQ. 



" Aiinm rmis, aimcz men ciien." 



"YyHAT honour to Fop, while we grieve at 

 his doom, 



That you with fuch laurels have deckt out his 

 tomb ! 



There's no human fop but would die at your 

 feet. 



Could he from your Mufe fuch a compliment 

 meet 



But the fops of our race are a peft and of- 

 fence 



To women of worth, education, and fenfe ; 



To friendlhip or love feldom know ii to be true, 



llegard for ihemfelves their lole paffion and 

 view ; 



Then till thole fine puppies can better he- 

 have. 



To the dogs let them go, and a leflbn receive. 



How diff'rent their nature from Fop that is 



dead. 

 By his mafter humane fo long cherifh'd and 



fed ; 

 With cordial affedlion from his youth he was 



rear'd. 

 And fifteen full years this companion en- 



dear'd. 

 Who never betra}''d or difgrac'd his Lord's 



favour 

 Bj any ungrateful or furly behaviour. 



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