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The Chiefs behold their Chariots from afar,

Their fhining Arms, and Courfers train'd to War :
Their Lances fix'd in Earth; their Steeds around,
Free from their Harnefs, graze the flow'ry Ground.
The Love of Horfes, which they had alive,
And Care of Chariots, after Death survive.
Some chearful Souls were feasting on the Plain :
Some did the Song, and fome the Choir maintain.
Here Patriots live, who, for their Countries Good,
In fighting Fields were prodigal of Blood.
Friefts of unblemish'd Lives here make Abode;
And Poets worthy their infpiring God.

And fearching Wits of more mechanick Parts,
Who grac'd their Age with new invented Arts,
Thofe, who to Worth their Bounty did extend,
And thofe, who knew that Bounty to commend:
The Heads of thefe, which holy Fillets bound, \
And all their Temples were with Garlands crown'd.
In no fix'd Place the happy Souls refide;

In Groves they live, and lie on moffy Beds,
By cryftal Streams that murmur thro' the Meads.
(Dryd. Virg.
Loofe Breezes on their airy Pinions play,
And with refreshing Sweets perfume the Way:
Cold Streams thro' Flow'ry Meadows gently glide,
And as they pafs, their painted Banks they chide.
Thefe blissful Plains no Blights nor Mildews fear,
The Flowers ne'er fade, and Shrubs are Myrtles here.
(Garth.

ELOQUENCE.

When threat'ning Tides of Rage and Anger rife, Ufurp the Throne, and Reafon's Sway defpife, When in the Seats of Life this Tempeft reigns, Beats thro' the Heart, and drives along the Veins, See, Eloquence with Force perfwafive binds

The reftlefs Waves, and charms the warring Winds: Refiftless bids tumultuous Uproar cease,

Recals the Calm, and gives the Bofom Peace.

His Tongue

appear

Dropt Manna, and could make the worfe
The better Reafon, to perplex and dafh
Matureft Counfels for his Thoughts were low,
To Vice industrious, but to nobler Deeds
Tim'rous and flothful; yet he pleas'd the Ear.
But here bright Eloquence does always fmile
In fuch a choice, yet unaffected Stile,
As does both Knowledge and Delight impart,
The Force of Reafon with the Flow'rs of Art:
Clear as a beautiful, tranfparent Skin,
Which never hides the Blood, yet holds it in.
Like a delicious Stream it ever ran,

As smooth as Woman, but as strong as Man.

EMBRACE.

Milt.

Norm

As the luxuriant Tendrils of the Vine Around the Elm with wanton Windings twine, My fpringing Arms flew round,and lock'd in thine.

Venus embracing Vulcan.

(Den. Ovid.

The Goddess straight her Arms of fnowy Hue
About her unrefolving Husband threw.
Her foft Embraces foon infuse Desire,

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His Veins, his Marrow fudden Warmth infpire,
And all the Godhead feels the wonted Fire.
Not half fo fwift the rattling Thunder Aies,
Or Streaks of Lightning flash along the Skies.
The Goddefs proud of her fuccefsful Wiles,

And confcious of her Form, in fecret fmiles.Dryd.Virg.

EMPIR E.

When Empire in its Childhood first appears, A watchful Fate o'erfees its tender Years:

'Till grown more ftrong, it thrufts, and ftretches out, And elbows all the Kingdoms round about:

The Place thus made for its first Breathing free,
It moves again for Eafe and Luxury:

Till, fwelling by Degrees, it has poffefs'd
The greater Space, and now crowds up the reft.
When from behind there ftarts fome petty State,
And pushes on its now unwieldy Fate:

Then down the Precipice of Time it goes,
And finks in Minutes, which in Ages rofe.

(Dryd. Cong. of Gran.
Emperor! Why that's the Style of Victory!
The conqu❜ring Soldier, red with unfelt Wounds,
Salutes his Gen'ral fo! but never more
Shall that Sound reach my Ears.

Dryd. All for Love. Oh! that I had been born fome happy Swain,

And never known a Life fo great, fo vain!
Where I Extreams might not be forc'd to chufe,
And bleft with fome mean Wife, no Crown could lofe;
Where the dear Part'ner of my little State,
With all her fmiling Off-fpring at the Gate,
Bleffing my Labours, might my Coming wait;
Where in our humble Beds all fafe might lie,
And not in curfed Courts for Glory die.

ENGLISH.

Lee Theod.

Yet we must do the Sons of England right, Some Stars fhine thro' the Horror of her Night : For Navigation, and for Skill renown'd,

In failing the terraqueous Globe around.

To them no Shore's untry'd, no Sea's unknown, Where Waves have murmur'd, and where Winds have

Typhi and Jafon who in Argo came,

Lay no Pretenfions to so just a Fame,

(blown.

As Ca'ndifh,Willoughby, and Drake's immortal Name.

ENJOYMENT.

I faw 'em kindle to Defire,

(Rowe's Call.

While with foft Sighs they blew the Fire;
Saw the Approaches of their Joy,

He grew more fierce, and she less coy :

Saw

Saw how they mingled melting Rays,
Exchanging Love a thousand Ways:
Kind was the Force on either Side,
Her new Defire she could not hide;
Nor would the Shepherd be deny'd.
The blessed Minute he perfu'd,
Till fhe, tranfported in his Arms,
Yields to the Conqu'ror all her Charms.
His panting Breaft to her's now joyn'd,
They feaft on Raptures unconfin'd:
Vaft and luxuriant! fuch as prove
The Immortality of Love!
For who but a Divinity

Could mingle Souls to that Degree?
And melt them into Extacy!
Now, like the Phoenix both expire,
While from the Ashes of their Fire,
Sprung up a new and foft Defire.

Like Charmers thrice they did invoke

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The God, and thrice new Vigour took, Behn.
Thus did this happy Pair their Love difpenfe,
With mutual Joys, and gratify'd their Senfe.
The God of Love was there a bidden Guest ;
And prefent at his own mysterious Feast.
His azure Mantle underneath he spread,
And scatter'd Rofes on the Nuptial Bed :
While folded in each others Arms they lay,
He blew the Flames, and furnish'd out the Play,
And from their Foreheads wip'd the balmy Sweat
(away. Dryd. Theoc.

See the Heav'ns in Lightnings break,
Next in Storms of Thunder fpeak :
Then a kind Show'r from above
Brings a Calm: fo'tis in Love.
Flames begin our first Addrefs,
Like meeting Thunder we embrace ;
Then you know, the Show'rs that fall,
Quench the Fire, and quiet all,

Roch

Thus

Thus when the youthful Pair more closely joyn, When Arms in Arms they lock, and Thighs in Thighs (they twine:

Juft in the raging Foam of full Defire,
When both prefs on, both murmur, both expire;
They gripe,they fqueeze, their humid Tongues they dart,
As each would force their way to t' others Heart,
In vain, they only cruife about the Coaft;
For Bodies cannot pierce, nor be in Bodies loft.
As fure they ftrive to be, when both engage
In that tumultuous momentary Rage.
So tangled in the Nets of Love they lie,
'Till Man diffolves in that Excefs of Joy.
Then, when the gather'd Bag has Lurft its Way,
And ebbing Tides the flacken'd Nerves betray,
A Paufe enfues; and Nature nods a while,
'Till with recruited Rage new Spirits boil;
And then the fame vain Violence returns ;
With Tames renew'd th' erected Furnace burns.
Again they in each other would be lost;
But ftill by adamantine Bars are croft.

Dryd. Lucret.
How dear, how fweet his first Embraces were!
With what a Zeal he join'd his Lips to mine!
I thought! oh no! 'tis falfe, I could not think:
'Twas neither Life nor Death, but both in one:
And fure his Tranfports were not lefs than mine:
For by the high-hung Tapers Light,

I could difcern his Cheeks were glowing red,
His very Eye-balls trembled with his Love,
And fparkled thro' their Cafements humid Fires:
He figh'd, and kifs'd, breath'd short, and would have
But was too fierce to throw away the Time; (poke;
All he could fay was, Love and Leonora. Dryd.Span.Fry.
Her Hand he feiz'd, and to a fhady Bank,
Thick over Head with verdant Roof embower'd,
He led her nothing loth: Flow'rs were the Couch,
Panfies, and Violets, and Afphodel,

And Hyacinth Earth's freflieft, foftest Lap :

There

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