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Base fugitives, to that asylum fly.
The delicacy of the nicest ear
A skillful ear in' numbers should preside,
When, by impulse from Heaven, Tyrtæus fung,
By secret influence of indulgent skies,
Of many faults rhyme is perhaps the cause ;
I grant that, from some molly idol oak,
But now that Phoebus and the sacred Nine With all their beams on our blest island shine, Why should not we their ancient rites restore, And be what Rome or Athens were before ? ** Have forgot how Raphael's numerous prose 6 Led our exalted fouls thro' heavenly camps, 6. And mark’d the ground where proud apostate thrones « Defied Jehovah! here, 'twixt host and hoft, • (A narrow, but a dreadful interval)
• An Esay on Blank Verse, out of Paradise Lost, B.VI.
• Portentous fight! before the cloudy van • Satan with vast and haughty ftrides advancd, • Came tow'ring arm'd in adamant and gold. • There bellowing engines, with their fiery tubes, • Dispers’d æthereal forms, and down they fell
By thousands, angels on archangels rolid; • Recover'd to the hills they ran, they flew, • Which (with their ponderous load, rocks, waters,
woods!, From their firm feats torn by the shaggy tops,
They bore like Shields before them through the air, • Til more incens'd they hurld them at their foes, • All was confufion, heaven's foundation fhook, • Threat'ning no less than universal wreck ;
For Michael's arm main promontories flung,
And over-press'd whole legions weak with fin : • Yet they blafphem'd and struggled as they lay, « Till the great ensign of Melliah blaz’d, • And (arm'd with vengeance) God's victorious Son • (Effulgence of paternal deity !) ..Grasping ten thousand thunders in his hand, · Drove th' original rebels headlong down, • And sent them flaming to the vast aby ss.'
O may I live to hail the glorious day, And sing loud pæans through the crowded w ay, When in triumphant state the British Muse, True to herself, fhall barbarous aid refuse, And in the Roman Majesty appear, Which none know better, and none come so near.
*HENCE pafling forth, they shortly do arrive
Whereas the Bower of Bliss was situate ;
Is sweet and pleasing unto living sense,
Was poured forth with plentiful difpenfe,
Goodly it was enclosed round about,
As chose unruly beasts to hold without ;
But wisdom's powre and temperance's might,
And .eke the gate was wrought of fubftance light, Rather for pleasure than for battery or fight.
It framed was of pretious yvory, That seem'd a work of admirable wit;
And therein all the famous historie Of Jafon and Medæa was ywrit;
Mer mighty charmes, her furious loving fit,
His goodly conqueil of the golden fleece,
The wondred Argo, which invent’rous peece
Ye might have seen the frothy billowes fry Under the ship, as thorough them she went, That seemed waves were into
yvory, Or yvory into the waves were fent, And other where the snowy substance fprent,
With vermell-like the boyes bloud therein shed':: A piteous fpectacle did represent;
And otherwhiles with gold besprinkeled, It seem'd th' enchanted flame which did Creusa wed..
All this, and more might in this goodly gate
Which thither came ; but in the porch there fate
That travellers to him seem'd to entice ;
And flew about his heels in wanton wise,
The foe of life, that good envies to all, That secretly doth us procure to fall, Through guilesul semblaunce, which he makes us seeg He of this gardin had the governally