q 796.) 
ADDRESS TO POVERTY. 
97F°TS not that look of ancuith, bath’d in tears, 
He Poverty! thy haggard image wears— 
’Tis not thofe famifh’d limbs, naked, and bare 
To the bleak tempeft’s rains, or the keen air 
Of winters piercing winds, nor that iad eye 
Impl ring the fmall boon of charity— 
°Tis not that voice, whofe Seomizing tale 
Might turn the purple cheek of grandeur pale ; 
Nor all that hoit of woes thou bring’ ft with thee, 
Infult, contempt, difdain, and contumely, 
That bid me call the fate of thofe forlorn, 
Who ’neath thy rude oppreffion figh and mourn: 
But chief, relentlefs pow’r! thy hard controul, 
Which to the earth bends low th’ afpiring foul ; 
Thine iron grafp, thy fetters drear, which bind 
Each gen’rous effort of the ftruggling mind !—= 
Alas! that Genius, melancholy flow’r, 
Scarce op’ning yet to even’s nurt’ring fhow’r, 
Shou’d, by thy pitilefs and cruel doom, 
Wither, ere nature fmiles upon her bloom ; 
That Innocence, touch’d by. thy dead’ning wand, 
Sheu’d pine, nor know one outftretch’d guardian 
hand! ; 
For this, O Hover | for them, I figh, 
The helpleis viétims of thy tyranny ! 
For this, I call the lot of thofe fev vere, 
‘Who wander’ midthy haunts, and pine unheeded 
there ! 
Feb. 1) 1796. 
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9 4 he foil lowing Burlefque of Horace’s Otium dives 
qwas written at the Mohawk-Cajile, in the 
year 1761, by the Elder CAPTAIN MOR- 
RIS, and fent to his friend Lieutenant Mont- 
gomery, afterwards a General Officer in the 
pei fervice, and killed at the fiege of 
LUCDEL, 
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L. 
See ore 
FASE i is the pray’r of him, who, in a whale- 
boat, 
Crofiing lake Champlain, by a ftorm’s o’ertaken; 
Not ftruck his blanket*, not a friendly ifland 
Near to receive him. 
Eafe is the wifh too of the fly Canadian; 
Eafe the delight of bloody Caghnawagas ; 
Eafe, Richard, eafe, not to be bought with 
wampum, 
Nor paper money. 
Not. colonel’s pay, nor yet a dapper fergeant, 
Orderly waiting with recover’d halberd, 
Can chafe the crowd of troubles, {till (aroonsine 
Lac’d regimentals. 
That Sub lives beft, who, with a fath in tatters, 
Worn by his grandfire at the fight of Blenheim, 
To fear a ftranger, and to wild ambition, 
_ Snores on a bear-fkin. 
Why, like fine-fellows, are we ever {cheming ? 
We fhort-liv’d mortals ! Why fo fond of climates 
Warm’d by new funs? O, who that runs from 
home, can 
Run from himfelf too > 
slag RES ae EN AR EE I Oe a TG 
* The foldier’s blankct; ufed by the army 
aS a a 
Original Poetry. 
55 
Care climbs radeaux+ with four-and-twenty 
pounders, 
Nor quits our light troops, or our Indian warriors; 
Swifter than .moofe-deer, or the fleeter eaftwind © 
Pufhing the clouds on. 
He, whofe good humour can enjoy the prefent, 
Scorns to look forward ; with a {mile of patience 
Temp’ring the bitter. Bilifs uninterrupted 
None can inherit. 
Death inftantaneous hurried off Achilles ; 
Age fai-extended wore away Fithonus 7 
Who will live } longery thou or I, Montgom’ry # 
Dicky or Tommy ? 
Thee twenty mefs-mates, full of noife and 
laughter, 
Cheer with their fallies ; thee the merry damfeis 
Pleafe with their titt’sing; while thou fitt’s 
adorn’d with 
Boots, fafh, and gorget. 
Me to Fort Hendrick, ’mid& a favage nation, 
Dull Counajohry, cruel fate has driven. 
O, think on Morris, in a lonely chamber, 
Dabbling in Sapphic. 

EPIGRAM. 
HINT FROM JORTIN’S TRACTS. 
To a foor Author. 
a WHY this verbofe redundant ftyle ? 
Think you tne more Ene better? 
A. Undoubtediy-——for know, my fricnd, 
T fell it by the /etzer. 
Newcafile upon Tyne, 
Feb, 10, 1796. 
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EPITAPH IN ST. GILES’s CHURCH, 
NORWICH. 
Cones 
Z 
te R. Jaro NEW. 
Fuxta hoe Marmor reguiefcie 
Gulielmus Offiey, ALD. 
Filius nari maximus Gulielni Offley, Recforis de 
Middleton Stoney, 12 Comitaté Oxomenjz, 
worts ejus Sufanne, Colegit Regalis ahud 
Cantabrigiam olim focwzs.. 5 

LITERIS humanieribus ufque ab adolefcentia 
inttructus, 
In morbis perfcrutandis Vir apprimé folers, 
in tractandis peritus, fexercult, 
Quam accuraté, feliciter & honefte, artes fuas 
Novit univerfa Civitas, & grata recordabitur ; 
Artes yero illius quantas cunque ornayerunt ° 
Ingenii Candor, Morum iimplicitas, & Modettia, 
In fublevandis Inopum miferlis, Quis unquam 
benignior ? [ obfervantia? 
In colendo Deo, quz major, aut religiofior 
Quo ftudio, quaque in fuos caritate 
Domi geffit fe Maritum, & Patrem, 
In animo eft Uxoris & Liberorum fuperftitum 3 
Talis denique ex hac vita decefiit, 
Ut Nemo non defiderarit Hominem, 
Quem nuper, Nemo non dilexerit. 
Feb. 155 1700 

+ Floating-batteries ; ufed on Lake Champlain. 
ELEGY 
