By all like him must prack & blame be found, At best a fleeting gleam, or empty sound. Yet then shall calm reflection blepy night, When liberal pity dignified delight When pleasure fir'd her torch at Virtues

And mirth was

flame

bounty with an hum:

: blev name.

An Ancient Prophetical
Inscription, lately discovered
near Lynn in Norfolk. By
Samuel Johnson, L. L. D.
To Posterity.

Whencer this stone, now hid beneath y lake,
The horse shall trample, or y plough shall break
Ther, O
Country, shalt thou groan distrest,
Grief swell thine eye, & terror chill thy breast.
strects w violence of woe shall sound,

Thy

my

Loud as billows bursting on y ground.
Then through thy fields shall scarlet reptiles
flig
And rapine & pollution mark their way.
Their hungry swarms y peaceful vale shall fright
Still Fierce to threaten, still affaid to fight,
The timing years whole produce shall devour
Insatiate pluck y fuit, & crop the flower:
Shall glutton
" industrious peasant's spoil
Rob without fear & fatten without toil..
Then ver y world shall discord stretch her wings,

on

Kings change their laws, & kingdoms change their King The Bear enraged th'affright'd

moon shall dread The littics cery vales trumphant sprend; Nor shall the Lion wont of old to reign Despotic or the desolated plain, Henceforth th'inviolable bizom invade, murmur in y flowry glade ;

Or dare to murmur

His torture sons thall die before his face,

Whilst he lies melting

And yet

more

in

a

lewd embrace ;

strange! his veins a horse shall

Na shall y passive coward once complain.

drain