fail of being acceptable. hey are ‘ad- 
-drefled to Thomas Hollis, Duke of New- 
seattle, when he vilited the univerfity, 
for the purpofe of authorizing the repair 
and evlargement of the public library. 
Bafte, young-ey’d May, and gently pour 
From bofom green thy balmy ftore; 
Bid violets paint their azure beds, 
And daffodil, with painted heads, 
And tulip gilt, and primrofe fair, 
Sweetly catch the laughing air. 
Bring Joy along, thy eldeft born, 
And Plenty, with her fowing horn, 
Wihilt birds of many a various wing 
‘To Cam in wildeft wood-notes ring, 
Who fees approach his fedgy throne 
The flate’s great patron, and his own. 
Hail, Pelham, by whole favourité hand 
Peace yet ftrews olives round the land, 
See Europe’s groans betray defpair, 
Her trembling balance afks thy care 3 
And if no human art can guide, 
‘The pendant weight on either fide ; 
¥f facred George at length fhall ceafe 
"To bid the world be bieft in peace, 
Of crowns in’vain fhall Lewis dream— 
His fcate thall mount and kick the beam. 
Whence, then, Britannia, the big tear, 
eaft fong detain thy patriot’s ear? 
His noble breaft at once is free 
To guard the much-lov’d Mufe and thee, 
Sée learning mark his chofen way, * 
With many a beam of early day, 
And cow’ring Ignorance give place 
‘To Science with averted face, 
While Pelham bids the column rife, 
And tell his bounty to the fkies. 
Now fmiles old Cam, and fcatterld finds 
His Gothic duft the fport of winds, ~ 
Wor enyies Ifis, who ere while 
Boafted her maufoleum pile ; 
©n domes depends not Pelham’s fame, 
But be they founded on his name. 
Hafte, ye Mufes, to prepar 
Sweet fowrets for your guardian’s care. 
Beneath his banner fafe engage 
And brave the Vandals of the age. 
For him your choicett laurels bring 
Who lifts e’en one on Fancy’siwing, 
For him let nature’s face be gay, 
All be mirth and holiday. 
But when the ruddy eve fteals on 
And tips the grove with mantle brown, 
When fwings the folemn curfeu flow, 
Far abfent Le, thou bird of woe, 
“Wor clofe the day with darknefs drear, 
This faireft daughter of the year. 
CXXXVI—INSTANCE of PROFUNDITY 
in @ CAMBRIDGE ANTIQUARY. 
An account has been already given of 
Mr. Cole’s papers in the Britifa Mu‘eum, 
and refpe&t exprelfed for what appeared 
to have a ufeful tendency. His littlenefs 
was but curforily noticed, and midrepre- 
fentations, which might have been pointed 
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univerfity-acquaintance, 
: [Feb. i 
out were pafled by. We left to his 
friends to particularize his illeberality and 
meannefs.. For it was from Mr. Matters, 
his brother antiquary, author of ‘the 
Hifory of Bene’t College, who knew 
him for 20 years, that our extract was 
made; and, indeed, his liberality was 
almoft proverbial inthe univerfity, His 
bigotry occafioned him to be called C 
dinal Cole, and hence the report, proba- 
bly, that he was a Roman. Catholic. 
Before his papers: were put under lock 
and key, his truftees, it is faid, burnt 
fome, containing more private fcandal, 
and frivolous memoranda, relative to his 
than it was 
thought neceflary to publifh. 
Cum flueret lutulentus, erat quod tollere 
velless 
Muddy he flowed, and froma ftream fo foul 
Much roll’d, that you might wifh to bear 
away. - BOR. 
Enough ftill remains of thefe Sibyls 
leaves, to befpeak the littlenefs of Mr.- 
Cole, maximus in minimis. Having oc- 
cafion to mention an honeft country- 
fguire, in Cambridgefhire, his friend, he 
is careful to inform you, that he had a 
low-lived drunken brother. On mention- 
ing a young man, the fon of a friend, 
‘(the moft profligate that ever was at a 
univerfity, according to Cole,) who at 
length was an oftler in London, came 
down to Cambridge to beg, &c. &c. 
‘our memorialif& takes care to inform you 
that his father was the Rev. Mr. 
and what preferment heheld. Mifs 
of Cambridge, who alfo, was, probably, 
his friend, it feems, O pofterity | married 
a little drunken breeches-maker, and his 
friend Mr. ———» tutor of —+— after- 
wards mafter of College, was, 
we are given to underftand, the fon of a 
barber in Cambridge, &c. Hear this, 
Tpavrng-sepe Tena, wa uieeg.OZavior0, 
But every thing has its ufe, as the night- 
man faid, when he emptied his cart. 
However, being in queft of what was 
good in thefe papers, we. overlooked 
what was trifling or bafe ; and all the ule 
we have made of them, may be feen ina 
former number. oe 
I have fearch’d thro” four volumes, and find 
onthe whole, * 
That truly thou art but as black as a coal 5 
But I'll read thee no more, left I find fo much 
3 
evil 
As to ari thee at la&t full as black as the 
devil. 
/  CXXXVII.—DR. JEBB. 
Sir Richard Jebb, the coufin of Dr. 
Jebb, was phyfician to the King. His 
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