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ELEGANCE: An ODE to the Duchess of SOMERSET
Written in 1750
By WILLIAM SHENSTONE, Esq;
a Frances, eldest daughter of the honourable Henry Thynne, only son of Thomas first Viscount Weymouth. She was married to Algernon Earl of Hertford afterwards Duke of Somerset, and died at Percy Lodge VOL. V. A
Amid the sprightly scenes of morn,
Will aught the Mufe inspire ?
That drowns the sacred lyre!
Ye rural thanes that o'er the moffy down
Some panting, timorous hare pursue ;
Say, does the smooth her lawns for you?
The wretched fwain your sport survey ;
He finds his labour'd crops a prey;
Haply beneath your ravage bleed,
July 7, 1754. She was the intimate friend of Mrs. Rowe, on whose death the wrote some verses, and likewise was author of the Epiftles figned Cleora, in the Collection of Letters from the Living to the Dead. Mr. Walpole lays, the had as much tate for the writings of others as anodefty about her own.
IV. Nor alone;
The proud, the selfish boast disown :
Does the mere landscape feast your eye?
Far other cause of gee supply?
The source of your delight profound,
Purpling a whole horizon round?
But though, the pebbled fhores among,
It mimic no unpleasing song,
Unmor'd the mountains airy pile,
O let the rural conscious Muse,
Forth to the folemn oak you bring the square,
If haply from your haunts ye stray
Nor our untutor'd sense disdain :
To relish her fupreme delight;
Or humble hare-bell paints the plain,
Or purple heath is ting'd in vain :
The mountain swells, the dalé fubfides ;