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Bor 
At nos prosrefli, medi2 fpatiemaur arena 5 
Hinc atque hinc cauti, verum reCiumgque fe 
qu.mur. . 
Ne nos biandiluqui, leviuin van:que laborum, 
Antiquos traétare lib.os prupeiemus. ut Ul, 
Qui-nil comm<ndant artes, quas poftera izcla 
Engenils ornait promptis, qui falfa tumcntes 
Delirant, qui parva augent, et vilia cullunt 
Magniloqui in celos, auiz populatis avari. 
Ast fi quid prifci del-€tent carmine vates , 
Plurima ludentes dulci; fi facta canenies 
Heroum, preclaia tunent, ftudioque polire 
Non vano perft-nt, felii Gace) vena 
Quz duceat Natura, lacras mevuere coronas : 
Hos noftrum eft laudare virus, Wakefhelde, 
pe rennes 
Rovos feétari, largofque recludere fontes, 
Angliaca et icatebra gaudebunt arva feraci. 
Hec tibi fint laudi. Frueitivum at feltus Amorem 
Ipfe tuo in Mofcho* quaram, vel .aonrda* 
trit ris, ‘ 
WNympharum luctis, flentis Wenerifque mi- 
fer:us, 
Heu! nimium molles, lugebo; heraa fecutus 
Aut profugum, Priami cafus meditabor iniquos 5 
Deinde hominum varios luctus, atque horrida 
bella, 
Et planus meeftos cito jam morientis Elif, 
Mecum pervolvens, metitos eee: honores 
Virgilio+ incumbam, tremutus veftigia fe¢tans, 
At nunc non fidta lacryma afpergantur ecelli, / 
Et meiium gemitu fuipiret pe€ius acerbo, 
Te, vates aac sy} tragico Gur carmine luges, 
Qu fapiat, More; 5; mores qui ientiat, ardet. 
Ye Collinius amat notter, Miltonus et ipfe 
Pe revecai Ss, reparat vircs, atcuve igne corufcat. 
Ecce } autem vultu vce grandevus Homerus|| 
Adfat, ct Aonias Nyn-:phas audire videtur, : 
Atque aures Pheebo prxbere, lyramque fonan- 
tem 
Jam prenfare manu, me His dum fumina flat 
Sacrum os, et placidum circumdat gloria vuitum: 
cae magna “yidet § deprefius, ment e fuperbit : : 
ualis ab antiquo pendebat marroore vuitus §, 
ne s 1m Iliade effelget divinus Hemerus. 
Ne tamen in turba yaterm annumeremus inani, 
uz nifi fdta nihil cetebrat, vel ficta (ean 
rexentes veri formam, Lucretius adftat; 
Doétrina folers idem, claretque Poeia, 
Aintigui vatis reparat folennia j yura, 
Hinic, fimul ac rerun Primordia pandere tentat, 
Na:uramque Dem, fammantia meenia mundi 
Extra et procedit, Mularam captus ainore, 

* Biwyac ues Mooy ov AcdLava ed. G. Wake- 
freid: inter que funt Emitagiog Bionis, et Ecwg 
ACT ET Longs Mofchi. 
ct Virgilii Maronis opeta emendavit, et no- 
tul.s illuftravit, G. Wakefield: idem etiam et 
Horatit Opera. 
+ Tragediarum Delectum ed 
inter quas Hercules Furens, Alcefis, 
Euripideze eminent. 
|| Homeri [iada,Popio nofiro Anglice verfam 
ed: G. Wakefield. 
Avydoroyta Greca; Stephani, Lib. V. 
. G. Wakeneld, 
et ion, 
Ori ginal Poeirys 
f Novi 
Ipfa Venus. votis blanda, arridere videtur *, 
Wym,harumaque Chosus; ta tus lepor iafineae fe 
Verbis, tanta virl ev cele tris vis infita menti, 
Pergas, tu, veceres, Waketielue, urvare poetas 5 
Si mihi mirar7, tenues et carpere flores, 
Hortis Pieriis, teneroique aveliere fructus ; 
Tpfe fonos capto. mox carmina mollia texam 3 
Sis tu fubtilis noftri Bentleius evi. ec 
THE MOURNER. . — 
BY AMELIA. ra 
COME frniles, come gay attire, and hide 
The anguifh rankling in my breaft  - 
Pl lay. my fable garb afide, 
And feem to cold enquirers bleft— 
Yes—L will happy triflers join, 
As when Grief’s dart befide me flew, 
And Love and all its jeys were mine, 
And Sorrow but by name Tf knew; . 
F’re Death had fealéd the eruel doom, 
Which call’d my Henry to the tomb—. 
Hard was the ftroke !—but O, f hate’ 
The facred pomp of grief to aes : 
Thron’d in my breait, in fecret fate 
Shall live the REVEREND FORM OF WoE! 
for oblervation would degrade 
The homage to her empire paid. 
I hate the tear which Pity gives, 
I’m jealous of her curious eye— 
The only balm, my heart receives, 
Is from my own unheeded fish, 
Whea veil’d in night, te fleep a foey 
I bend before the chtpae of Woe.— 
A face of fmiles, a heart of tears ! 
So, in the church-yard, realm oF death, 
The turf encreafing verdure wears, 
While all is pale end dead beneath. 
ec SEAL IISSae—— — 
TO THE GLOW-WORM. 
BY THE SAME. . 
EM of this lone and filent Bel 
Treafuye of Evaing’s penfive hour, 
I come thy modett ight to hail! 
I come a votive fixain to pour: 
Wor chilly dews, sor paths untrod, 
Can from thy farine my footfteps fright: 
Thy lam p fhall guide me o’er the fod, 
Aud cane the g: ufts of mete. 
Again, thy yellow fire im part !— 
Lo, planets fhed a mimic day! 
Lo, vivid meteors round me dart! 
Gn weftern clouds red lightnings play ! 
But vain thefe iplendie fires to me, 
Borne on the feafon’s fultry wing, 
Unlefs thy flender form! fet 
Around its fairy luftre fling. 
Thine is an unobtrufive blaze 5 
Content att thou in fhades to fhine 5 
And much I with, while thus I gaze, 
To make thy modeit ment mine 5 
Fox long by youth’s wild wifhes caft,. 
On the fale world’s tempeftuous ce 
J feek Retire went’s thore at lafi, 
And find a monitor in thee. 
* Vide Lucret. 1. 1. tub initio. 
athering 
Lilie 
