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ON SEEING A LADY PERFORM A CERTAIN
CHARACTER. For you, bright fair, the Nine address their lays, And tune my feeble voice to sing thy praise. The heartfelt power of every charm divine, Who can withstand their all commanding shine; See how she moves along with every grace, While soul-brought tears steal down each shining face. She speaks ! 'tis rapture all, and nameless bliss, Ye gods! what transport e'er compared to this, As when in Paphian groves the Queen of Love With fond complaint addressed the listening Jove. 'Twas joy and endless blisses all around, And rocks forgot their hardness at the sound. Then first, at last even Jove was taken in, And felt her charms, without disguise, within.
TO G. C. AND R. L. 'Twas you, or I, or he, or all together,
both, three of them, they know not whether; This, I believe, between us great and small, You, I, he, wrote it not—'twas Churchill's all.
ROSCIAD, A POEM.
ON THE DEATH OF THE RIGHT HON. *
YE muses, pour the pitying tear
For Pollio snatched away;
He had not died to-day.
In virtuous times of yore,
Whene'er he went before.
And sympathetic sheep;
If hills could learn to weep.
Each bard might well display,
That went relieved away.
His obsequies forbid ;
As ever dead man did.
TRANSLATION FROM SCARRON.
With smiling hopes and chilling fears,
And speaks in moments more than years.
FROM THE LATIN OF VIDA. SAY, heavenly muse, their youthful frays rehearse; Begin, ye daughters of immortal verse. Exulting rocks have own’d the power of song, And rivers listened as they flow'd along.
First Jewish Prophet. First Chaldean Priest.
Second Chaldean Priest.
Chorus of Youths and Virgins. SCENE--The Banks of the River Euphrates near Babylon.
ACT THE FIRST.
YE captive tribes, that hourly work and weep
CHORUS OF PROPHETS.
Our God is all we boast below,
To him we turn our eyes ;
Shall make our homage rise:
Nor sacrifice is here-
And offer up a tear.
Still importunate and vain;
And turning all the past to pain;
Thy smiles increase the wretch's woe!
In thee must ever find a foe.
Yet why repine? What though by bonds confined,
SECOND PROPHET.- RECITATIVE.
Enter CHALDEAN PRIESTS attended.
Come on, my companions, the triumph display,
Let raptures the minutes employ;
And our monarch partakes in the joy.
Both similar blessings bestow:
And our monarch enlivens below.
Leave all other sports for me.
A CHALDEAN ATTENDANT.
Wine shall bless the brave and free.
Wine and beauty thus inviting,
I'll make them both together mine.