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He, with the generous rustics, sate
Ón Uri's rocks in close divan;
Where blasted Nature pants supine,
To Freedom's adamantine shrine;
He snatch'd from under fell Oppression's wing;
The' all-cheering hymns of Liberty to sing.
Diffused through every baser mould,
And turns the dross of Corsica to gold."
Pomp's tinsel livery to despise:
Where varnish'd Vice and Vanity combined,
And forge vile shackles for the freeborn mind.
And all the flowers of spurious Fancy blow;
Full often wreathed around the miscreant's brow;
Presents her cup of stale Profession's froth;
Torments the sons of Gluttony and Sloth. 1 Alluding to the known story of William Tell and his associates, the fathers and founders of the confederacy of the Swiss Cantons.
2 The Arabs, rather than resign their independency, have often abandoned their habitations, and encountered all the horrors of the desert.
3 From the tyranny of Genghis-Khan, Timur-Bec, and other eastern conquerors, wliole tribes of Tartars were used to fly into the remoter wastes of Cathay, where no army could follow them.
4 The noble stand made by Pascal Paoli and his associates against the usurpation of the French must endear them to all the sons of Liberty and Independence.
In Fortune's car behold that minion ride,
With either India's glittering spoils oppress'd: So moves the sumpter-mule, in harness'd pride,
That bears the treasure which he cannot taste. For him let venal bards disgrace the bay,
And hireling minstrels wake the tinkling string; Her sensual snares let faithless Pleasure lay;
And all her jingling bells fantastic Folly ring; Disquiet, Doubt, and Dread shall intervene;
And Nature, still to all her feelings just, In vengeance hang a damp on every scene, Shook from the baleful pinions of Disgust.
ANTISTROPHE. Nature I'll court in her sequester'd haunts
By mountain, meadow, streamlet, grove, or cell, Where the poised lark his evening ditty chants,
And Health, and Peace, and contemplation dwell. There Study shall with Solitude recline;
And Friendship pledge me to his fellow-swains; And Toil and Temperance sedately twine
The slender cord that fluttering Life sustains: And fearless Poverty shall guard the door;
And Taste, unspoil'd, the frugal table spread; And Industry supply the humble store;
And Sleep, unbribed, his dews refreshing shed: White-mantled Innocence, ethereal sprite, Shall chase far off the goblins of the night; And Independence o'er the day preside, Propitious power! my patron and my pride.
PARENT of joy! heart-easing Mirth!
Whether of Venus or Aurora born;
Thy glittering colours gay,
So shall each hill, in purer green array'd,
And, flower-adorn'd, in new-born beauty glow; The
grove shall smooth the horrors of the shade,
And streams in murmurs shall forget to flow
Labour with thee forgets his pain,
If thou be nigh, Grief's hate is vain,
The Morning opes on high
His glories in a golden shower!
The brood obscene, that own her gloomy sway
But whence the gladdening beam
pours his purple stream
With Laughter at her side.
Fear not now Affliction's power,
Nor fear ye aught in evil hour, Save the tardy hand of Age. Now Mirth hată heard the suppliant Poet's prayer; No cloud that rides the blast shall vex the troubled air
Extend thy silent, soothing sway,
ON Leven's banks, while free to rove,
And hedges flower'd with eglantine.
Still on thy banks, so gaily green, “May numerous herds and flocks be seen, And lasses chanting o'er the pail, And shepherds piping in the dale, And ancient faith that knows no guile, And industry imbrown'd with toil, And hearts resolved, and hands prepared, The blessings they enjoy to guard.
TO BLUE-EYED ANN.
WIEN the rough North forgets to howl,