A T Stowe in Buckinghamshire, the feat of Earl Temple, is a building called The Temple of British Worthies, defigned by Kent. One of the niches has a buft of Pope, with the following inscription: ALEXANDER POPE, Who uniting the correctness of judgment to the fire of Genius, by the melody and power of his numbers, gave sweetness to sense, and grace to philosophy. He employed the pointed brilliancy of wit to chastise the vices, and the eloquence of poetry to exalt the virtues of human nature; and being without a rival in his own age, imitated and tranflated, with a spirit equal to the originals, the best poets of Antiquity. T TO MR. POPE. o move the springs of nature as we please, To think with fpirit, but to write with ease: D. 4 5 IO How * How nature's felf with living luftre shines; O ever worthy, ever crown'd with praife; Bleft in thy life, and bleft in all thy lays! Add that the Sifters ev'ry thought refine: Or ev❜n thy life be faultlefs as thy line; So feems fome Picture, where exact defign, 15 20 25 30 35 And curious pains, and strength and fweetness join: Where Where the free thought its pleafing grace bestows, And each warm ftroke with living colour glows: 40 Soft without weakness, without labour fair ; Wrought up at once with happiness and care! How bleft the man that from the world removes To joys that MORDAUNT, or his POPE approves; Whofe tafte exact each author can explore, And live the present and paft ages o'er: Who free from pride, from penitence, or ftrife, Move calmly forward to the verge of life: Such be my days, and such my fortunes be, To live by reason, and to write by thee! Nor deem this verfe, tho' humble, thy disgrace; All are not born the glory of their race: The Mufe who now this early homage pays, First learn'd from thee to animate her lays: Who knows no envy, and who grieves no friend; And fix her fame immortal on thy own. 45 50 55 WALTER HARTE. 59 |