XJQO. LITERARY INTELLIGEVCER. 3I 



Ne'er let a H-me or M-f-n deign 



To grace tli' untun'd, unhallow'd band ; 



Ne'er tread the un propitious plain, 



Where now my fcowling foes ufurp command ; 



Give me to dig in Mammon's dirtied mine. 



Me, earlicfl honour'd of a race divine. 



Lord of tlie foul expanding lyre. 

 Shall thefe prefume to lliare thj fmile, 

 Nor feel the vengeance of thine ire, 

 To fcourge their impious crime tlirougn Albion's iile. 

 To root their annals from the rolls of fame, 

 Where Iliincs pre-eminent the poet's name ? 



Toe Home-bred Li/met. 



The home-bred linnet never knew 

 To courfe the wide campaign ; 



And knowing not his native riglit, 

 He knows not to complam. 



Content within his narrow cage, 



He ceafes not to fing, 

 Eut hails the beam of winter's day, 



As happy as the fpring. 



Releafe him from his blifsful bonds. 

 And let him wing the Ikies, 



So ftrange is tlie unlook'd for change. 

 He's loft where'er he flies. 



Accuftom'd not to feek his food 

 The hill and valley yields ; 



The hills and vales to him are bare, 

 And barren are the fields. 



