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JOSHUA REYNOLDS.
SIR
Dear
Sir,
Can have no expedations
I
either to
You can
an addrefs of
add to your reputation, or
gain nothing from
much by
to
be indulged
him
Permit
me
my own.
excel
;
and
I
may
the feverity of your judgment, as few have
which
at
only dedication
loved
to eftablifh
faid to
Setting intcrcft there-
a jufter tafte in poetry than you.
fore afide,
this kind,
my admiration, as I am ignorant
of that art in which you are
lofe
In
I
never paid
much
prcfcnt in following
I
ever
made was
better than mofl other
to infcribe this
Poem
to
attention,
my
my
aflcdions.
I
mud
The
brother, bccaufe
men.
He
is
i
fincc dead.
to you.
How
DEDICATION.
VI
How
far
you may be pleafed with the
mere mechanical
enquire
;
but
know you
I
our beft and
ol
own
it
have taken
I
me
alledge,
an
objed (and indeed
difplay.
enquiry,
feveral
concur in the opinion) that
no where to be
is
I
this I
feen,
what
iinccrely believe
all
poffible pains, in
and that
all
But
this
is
make any
can fcarce
my
and
my
I
other
have written
;
country excur-
to be certain of
views and enquiries have
to believe thofe miferies real,
tempt to
don't pretend to
I
for thefe four or five years paft,
fions,
led
deplores
To
imagination.
I
what
it
and
laments are only to be found in the
poet's
anfwer than that
that
will
wifejft friends
the depopulation
the diforders
parts of this attempt,
verfification
which
I
here at-
not the place to enter into
whether the country be depopulating, or
not; the difcuffion would take up
much room, and
I
ihould prove myfelf, at beft, an indifferent politician, to
tire
the reader with a long preface,
when
I
want
his
un-
fatigued attention to a long poem.
In
regretting
the
depopulation
of the
country,
I
and here alfo
inveigh againft the increafe of our luxuries;
DEDICATION.
I
vii
expedl the fliout of modern politicians againft me.
twenty or thirty years
it
part,
has been
For
the fafhion to
confider luxury as one of the greateft national advantages;
and
the
all
roneous.
wifdom of
Still
antiquity in that particular, as er-
however,
I
muft remain a profefTed ancient
on that head, and continue to think thofe luxuries prejudicial to ftates,
and
fo
much
by which
fo
many
vices are introduced,
many kingdoms have been undone.
Indeed
fo
has been poured out of late on the other fide of
the queftion, that, merely for the fake of novelty and variety,
one would fometimes wifh to be in the
I
right.
am,
Dear
Sir,
Your
fincere friend.
and ardent admirer,
OLIVER GOLDSMITH.
T H E
DESERTED VILLAGE.
^^
WEET
^^
Where
Where
And
Auburn,
lovelicft
health and plenty cheared the labouring fwain,
fmiling fpring
its earlieft vifit
innocence and
of
Seats of
when every
my
youth,
often have
Where humble
How
The
paid,
blooms delayed,
parting fummer's lingering
Dear lovely bowers
How
village of the plain,
I
eafe,
fport could plcafe.
loitered o'er thy green,
happinefs endeared each fcene
often have
I
fheltered cct,
;
paufed on every charm,
the cultivated farm,
B
The
THE DESERTED VILLAGE,
2
The
never failing brook, the bufy mill,
The
decent church that topt the neighbouring
The hawthorn
For
bufli,
talkirig age
How
often have
When
And
toil
all
Led up
with
feats
beneath the
hill,
fliade,
and whifpering lovers made.
I
bleft the
remitting lent
its
coming day,
turn to play,
the village train from labour free
their fports beneath the fpreading tree.
While many
a paiflime circled in the fliade,
The young contending as the old furveyed ;'
And many a gambol frolicked o'er the ground.
And
flights
And
ftill
as
of art and feats of ftrength went round.
each repeated pleafure
tired,
Succeeding fports the mirthful band infpired
The dancing
pair that fimply fought
By holding out
The
to tire each other
;
renown
down,
fwain miftruftlefs of his fmutted face.
While
fecret laughter tittered
round the place,
The
bafliful virgin's fide-long looks
The
matron's glance that would thofe looks reprove.
of love.
Thefe
THE DESERTED VILLAGE.
Thefe were thy charms, fwcct
With fweet
fports like thcfc,
;
fucccffion, taught even toil to plcafci
Thcfc round thv Lowciij
their chcarful influence (bed,
Thefe were thy charms— -But
Sweet fmiling
Thy
village
lovelieft
village,
and
fports are fled,
all
charms
thefe
all
thy charms withdrawn
feen,
defolation faddens
One
only maftcr grafps the whole domain,
And
half a tillage ftints thy fmiling plain;
more thy
glafTy
But choaked with
Along thy
The
glades,
brook
fedges,
thy green
:
refledls the day,
works
its
weedy way.
a folitary gucfl:.
hollow founding bittern guards
its
Amidfl: thy defert walks the lapwing
And
Sunk
And
tires their
are thy
;
'
is
And
all
are fled.
of the lawn,
Amidfl: thy bowers the tyrant's hand
No
3
ecchoes with unvaried
bowers
ncft;
flics,
cries.
in fhapelefs ruin al!,^
the long grafs o'ertops the mouldering wall,
And
THE DESERTED VILLAGE.
4
And
trembling, fLrinking from the fpoller's hand,
Far,
fill*
away thy children
fares the land,
Ill
leave the land.
to haftening
ills
a prey,
Where wealth accumulates, and men decay
;
may flourifli, or may fade;
can make them, as a breath has made.
Princes and lords
A
breath
But a bold peafantry, their country's pride,
When
A
once deftroyed, can never be fupplied.
time there was,
When
ere England's griefs began,
maintained
every rood of ground
its
man
For him light labour fpread her wholefome
Juft gave
what
life
his beft riches,
But times
;
ignorance of wealth.
are altered;
Ufurp the land and
ftore,
no more.
required, but gave
His bed companions, innocence and health
And
;
trade's unfeeling train
difpoflefs the fwain
;
Alonoj
THE DESERTED VILLAGE.
Along
where
the lawn,
fcattcrcd hamlets rofc,
L^nwicldy wealth, and cumbrous
pomp
rcpofc
And
every
And
every pang that follv pays to pride.
want
to luxury allied.
Thefe gentle hours that plenty hade
Thofe calm
And
far
Here
room,
all
the green
i
departing feek a kinder fhore.
rural mirth
and manners are no more*
Sweet Aueurn! parent of the
Thy
bloom,
the peaceful fcene,
fports that graced
Lived in each look, and brightened
Thefe
to
defires that aflccd but little
Thofe healthful
;
blifsful
hour,
glades forlorn confefs the tj^ant's power»
as I take
my
folitary rounds,
Amidfl: thy tangling walks, and ruined grounds,
And, many
a year elapfed, return to viev/
Where once
the cottage flood, the hawthorn grcw>
Here,
as
with doubtful, penfive fteps
Trace every
fcene,
and wonder
Remembrance wakes with
Swells at
my
brcaft,
all
at the
I
range,
change,
her bufy train, /
and turns the
C
paft to pain.
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In
all
all
my
In
I ftill
my
griefs
this
and God has given
my
lateft
my fhare—
.
hours to crown,
humble bowers
ftill
life's
me down
to lay
|
flame from wafting by repofe,
had hopes,
for pride attends us
Amidft the fwains
Around my
And
tell
as
And,
of
fire
to fliew
ftill
Here
O
had hopes,
to return
ftill,
book-learned
fkill,
an evening groupe to draw,
all I felt,
an hare
my
and
whom
all I
faw
my
—and
bleft retirement,
;
hounds and horns purfuc.
Pants to the place from whence at
I
world of care,
anxious day to hufband near the clofe,
And keep
I
—
had hopes
Amidfl: thefe
My
wanderings round
firft
fhe flew,
long vexations paft,
die at
home
friend to
at laft.
life's
decline.
Retreats from care that never muft be mine.
1
How bleft is he who crowns in fliades like thefe,
A youth of labour with an age of eafe
Who quits a world where ftrong temptations try.
;
And
3
fince
'tis
hard to combat, learns to
fly.
THE DESERTED VILLAGE.
For him no wretches, born
to
work and weep,
Explore the mine, or tempt the dangerous deep
No
furly porter ftands in guilty flate
To
fpurn imploring famine from his gate,
But on he moves
meet
to
;
his latter end>
Angels around befriending
virtue's friend
;
Sinks to the grave with imperceived decav,
While
And
refignation gently flopes the
all his
way;
profpedls brightening to the
laft,
His Heaven commences ere the world be pa(t!
Sweet was the found when
Up
yonder
There
as I
hill the
paft
village
with
ott at evening's clofe,
murmur
carelefs fteps
rofc
;
and flow,
The
mingling notes came fofcened from below;
The
fwain refponfive as the milk-maid fung.
The
fober herd that lowed to
The
noify geefe that gabbled o'er the pool,
The
let loofe from fchool
playful children juft
The
watch-dog's voice that bayed the whifpering wind,
And
the loud laugh that fpoke the vacant mind,
3
meet
their
young;
;
THE DESERTED VILLAGE.
8
Thefe
And
all in foft
filled
confufion fought the fliade,
each paufe the nightingale had made.
But now the founds of population
No
chearful
No
bu fy
But
all
murmurs
fteps
the
fail,
fludluate in the gale,
the grafs-grown foot-way tread>
bloomy
flufh of
^'
life is fled.
All but yen widowed, folitary thing
That
feebly bends befide the plafliy fpring
;
She, wretched matron, forced, in age, for breads
To
ftrip
To pick
To feek
her wintry faggot from the thorn,
her nightly fhed, and weep
She only
The
the brook with mantling crefTes fpread,
left
of
ftill
copfe,
where once the garden
fmil'd^
where many a garden flower grows wild
he was, to
all
;
flirubs the place difclofe>
village preacher's modefl:
A man
And
;
the harmlefs train,
TherCj where a few torn
The
morn
fad hiftorian of the penfive plain.
Near yonder
And
all
till
manfion
rofe.
the country dear.
with forty
pafllng rich
pounds a year;
THE DESERTED VILLAGE.
Remote from towns he
Nor
ere
9
ran his godly race,
had changed, nor
vvifh'd to
his place
change
;
Unfkilful he to fawn, or feek for power,
By
dodlrines fafhioned to the varying hour
Far other aims
More bent
his heart
He
had learned to prize,
to raife the wretched than to
His houfe was known to
;
all
rife.
the vagrant train.
chid their wanderings, but relieved their pain;
The
long remembered beggar was his gueft,
Whofe beard defcending fwept his aged breaft;
The ruined Ipendthrift, now no longer proud,
Claimed kindred there, and had
The broken
Sate by his
Wept
foldier,
fire,
o'er his
his claims
kindly bade to
tales
;
of forrow done,
Shouldered his crutch, and fhewed
Pleafed with his guefts, the good
And
;
ftay,
and talked the night away
wounds, or
allowed
how
man
quite forgot their vices in their
fields
were won.
learned to glow,
woe
;
Carelefs their merits, or their faults to fcan,
His pity gave ere charity began.
D
Carelefs
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,o
Thus
And
But
He
to relieve the
wretched was
his pride,
even his failings leaned to Virtue's fide
in his
duty prompt at every
call,
watched and wept, he prayed and
And,
as a bird
each fond endearment
To
tempt
He
tried each art,
its
new
;
felt,
tries,
for all.
^-'^
fledged ofl^spring to the Ikies
;
reproved each dull delay,
Allured to brighter worlds, and led the way.
Befide the bed where parting
And
forrow, guilt, and pain,
The
reverend champion ftood.
life
was layed,
by turns difmayed,
At
his control,
Defpair and anguifli fled the fl^mggling foul
Comfort came down the trembling wretch
And
his laft faultering accents
At church, with meek and
And
his
lips prevailed
who came
fools,
S
to
raife^^
whifpered praife*
unaffedled grace.
His looks adorned the venerable place
Truth from
;
;
with double fway.
to fcofF, remained to pray,
The
THE DESERTED VILLAGE.
The
fervlce
around the pious man,
part,
With ready zeal each honefl:
Even children followed with
And plucked
his
rullic ran;
endcarinor wile,
to fhare the
gown,
His ready fmile a parent's warmth
good man's
But
his heart,
all his ferious
As fome
tall cliff
his love,
that
lifts its
Swells from the vale, and
Tho' round
its
diftrefl:
Heaven.
reft in
awful form
midway
leaves the ftorm,
breaft the rolling clouds are
fpread,
Eternal funfhine
fettles
on
its
head.
Befide yon ftraggling fence that fkirts the way,
With bloff^med
There, in
The
furze unprofitably gay.
noify manfion,
fkill'd to rule.
village mafter taught his little fchool
A man
I
his
fevcre he was,
knew him
well,
and
;
ftern to view,
and every truant knew;
Well had the boding tremblers learned
The
;
were given,
his griefs
thoughts had
fmile.
exprcfl:.
Their welfare pleafed him, and their cares
To them
n
day's difafters in his
morning
face
to trace
',
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12
Full well they laugh'd with counterfeited glee,
At
all his
jokes, for
a joke had he;
many
Full well the bufy whifper circling round,
when he frowned
Conveyed the difmal
tidings
Yet he was kind, or
if fevere in
The
love he bore to learning
The
village all declared
'Twas
aught.
was
in fault
tides prefage,
even the ftory ran that he could gauge.
In arguing too, the parfon owned his
For e'en
Amazed
flill
ftill ;
length, and thundering found,
the gazing ruftics ranged around.
they gazed, and
ftill
That one fmall head could
But
fkill.
tho' vanquifhed, he could
argue
While words of learned
And
;
and cypher too;
Lands he could meafure, terms and
And
;
how much he knew
certain he could write,
;
paft
is
Where many
all his
fame.
wonder grew,
carry all he
The
lifts its
knew.
very fpot
a time he triumphed,
Near yonder thorn, that
Where once
the
is
forgot.
head on high.
the fign-poft caught the
pafling eye,
THE DESERTED VILLAGE.
Low
lies
that lioufe
where nut-brown draughts
i
infpired,
Where grey-beard mirth and fmiling toil retired,
Where village ftatefmen talked with looks profound,
And news much
older than their ale went round.
Imagination fondly ftoops to trace
The
parlour fplendours of that
The white-wafhed
fcftiv^e
place;
wall, the nicely fanded floor.
The
varniflied clock that clicked behind the door
The
cheft:
A bed
contrived a double debt to pay,
by night, a chefl of drawers by day
The
pidures placed for ornament and ufe,
The
twelve good rules, the royal
The
hearth, except
when
With afpen boughs, and
While broken tea-cups,
Ranged
o'er the
game of goofc ;
winter chilFd the day.
flowers,
and fennel gay,
wifely kept for fliew,
chimney, gliflened
Vain tranfitory fplendours
!
An
it
finks,
nor fhall
it
in a rovv.
Could not
Reprieve the tottering manfion from
Obfcure
;
all
its fall
I
more impart
hour's importance to the poor man's heart
£
;
;
THE DESERTED VILLAGE.
14
Thither no more the peafant
To fweet
No more
No more
No
oblivion of his daily care
The
his
3
the farmer's news, the barber's tale,
the wood-man's ballad fhall prevail
more the fmith
Relax
(hall repair
his
dufky brow
fhall clear,
ponderous ftrength, and lean to hear
no longer
fliall
be found
Careful to fee the mantling
blifs
go round
Nor
hofl: hijnfelf
j
;
the coy maid, half willing to be preft.
Shall kifs the
Yes
!
cup
to pafs
it
let the rich deride,
Thefe limple
To me more
One
;
to the reft.
the proud difdain,
bleffings of the lowly train,
dear, congenial to
native charm, than
all
my
heart,
the glofs of art
;
Spontaneous joys, where Nature has
its
The
born fway.
foul adopts,
Lightly they
and owns
frolic o'er the
their
firft
play.
vacant mind,
Unenvied, unmolefted, unconfined./
But the long pomp, the midnight mafquerade.
With
all
the freaks of wanton wealth arrayed,
THE DESERTED VILLAGE.
In thefe, ere
The
trifflers
The
rich man's joys cncreafc,
Between
Proud
And
men
Yet count our
limits ftand
The man
a fpacc that
Space for
liis
Space for
his horfcs,
his
fliore
;
wifh abound,
the world around.
all
leaves our ufclul products
Takes up
'J'he
mifcr'*^
This wealth
gains.
lake,
tlie
them from her
flock from
fo the ]ofs.
furvcy
with loads of freighted ore,
fwells the tide
.\nd rich
who
and an happy land.
a fplendid
lliouting Folly hails
That
be joy.
the poor's decay,
how wide
Hoards, even beyond the
Not
if this
friends to truth, ye ftatefmcn
'Tis yours to judge,
^
;
fafhion's brightcfl: arts decoy,
heart diftrufting afks,
Ye
The
half their wifli obtain,
toihng plcafure fickcns into pain
And, even while
IJ
ftill
is
but a
name
the fame.
of wealth and pride,
many poor
fupplied;
park's extended bounds,
equipage, and hoimds
;
robe that wraps his limbs in filken iloth,
Has robbed the neighbouring heldi of half
their
growth
:
THE DESERTED VILLAGE,
i6
His
feat,
where
folitary fports are feen,
Indignant fpurns the cottage from the green
Around
For
all
the world each needful produdl
flies;.
the luxuries the world fupplies.
While thus the land adorned
for pleafure all
In barren fplendour feebly waits the
As fome
y
;
fair
fall.
female unadorned and plain,
Secure to pleafe while youth confirms her
reign,
Slights every
Nor
borrowed charm that
fhares with art the
triumph of her
But when thofe charms are
When
time advances, and
She then fhines forth
In
all
Thus
drefs fupplies,
paft,
when
eyes.
charms are
for
frail,
lovers fail,
follicitous to blefs,
the glaring impotence of drefs.
fares the land,
by luxury betrayed.
In nature's fimplefl: charms at
But verging
to decline,
Its viftas ftrike,
its
its
firft
arrayed,
fplendours
rife.
palaces furprize;
While fcourged by famine from the fmiling
The mournful
peafant leads his
land.
humble bandj
THE DESERTED VILLAGE.
And
while he finks without one arm to fave,
The
country blooms
Where
To
where
ah,
and a grave.
a garden,
(hM
poverty refide,
fcape the prellure of contiguous pride
If to
He
thi^n,
—
Tome common's
17
;
fencelefs limits ftrayed.
drives his flock to pick the fcanty blade,
Thofe
And
fencelefs fields the fons of wealth divide,
even the bare-worn common,
If to the city fped
— What
waits
mud
To
fee profufion that
To
fee ten thouland baneful arts
To pamper luxury,
To fee each joy the
Extorted from
he
pale
him there?
not fhare
fons of pleafure
plies
glitters
;
combined
his fellow- creature's
arthT:
denied.
and thin mankind
Here, while the x:ourtier
There the
is
;
know,
woe.
in brocade,
the fickly trade;
Here, while the proud then* long drawn pomps difplay.
There the black gibbet glooms
bcfide the way.
F
The
THE DESERTED VILLAGE.
i8
The dome where
pleafure holds her midnight reign.
admits the gorgeous train,
richly deckt
Here
Tumultuous grandeur crowds the blazing
The
rattling chariots clafli,
fquarc.
the torches glare
;
Sure fcenes like thefe no troubles ere annoy!
Sure thefe denote one unlverlal joy
Are
thefe thy ferious thoughts
Where
—
!
Ah, turn thine eyci
the poor houfelefs fnivering female
She once, perhaps, in village plenty
Has wept
of innocence
at tales
lies.
bleft,
diltreft
;
Her modeft looks the cottage might adorn,
Sweet
Now
as the
primrofe peeps beneath the thorn
loft to all;
her friends, her virtue fled.
Near her betrayer's door fhe
And
When
idly
left
Do
Do
lays her head,
pinch'd with cold, and fhrinking from the fliower.
With heavy
She
;
heart deplores that lucklefs hour,
firft,
ambitious of the town,
her wheel and robes of country brown.
thine, fweet
thy
fair tribes
Auburn,
thine,
the lovelieft train,
participate her pain?
THE DESERTED VILLAGE.
Even now,
perhaps, by cold and hunger led,
At proud men's doors they
Ah,
Where
To
no.
To
afk a little bread
diflant climes,
!
a dreary fcene,
half the convex world intrudes between,
torrid tracls with fainting
fteps they go,
Where wild Altama murmurs
Far different there from
The
all
to their woe.
that charm'd before,
various terrors of that horrid fliore.
Thofe blazing funs that dart a downward
And
fiercely fhed intolerable
day
ray.
;
Thofe matted woods where birds forget to Tmg,
But
illent bats in
Thofe poifonous
drowfy
fields
clufters cling,
with rank luxuriance crowned
Where
the dark fcorpion gathers death around
Where
at
The
;
each ftep the ftranger fears to wake
rattling terrors of the vengeful fnake
;
Where crouching tigers wait their haplefs prey.
And favage men more murderous ftill than they
While
oft in whirls the
mad
tornado
flies,
Mingling the ravaged landfchape with the
fkies.
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19
THE DESERTED VILLAGE,
20
Far different thefe from every former fcene,
The
cooling brook, the graffy vefled green,
The
breezy covert of the w^arbling grove,
That only
fheltered thefts of harmlefs love.
Good Heaven
That
called
When
!
what forrows gloom'd
them from
their native
feats like thefe
And
walks away
fhuddering
and fondly looked
and wiflied in vain
ftill
to face the diftant deep,
ftill
returned to weep.
The good old fire, the iirft prepared
To new found worlds, and wept for
He
for himfelf,
to go
others woe.
in confcious virtue brave.
only wifhed for worlds beyond the grave.
His lovely daughter, lovelier
The fond companion of
Silenl
And
their lad.
beyond the weftern main;
Returned and wept, and
But
;
the poor exiles, every pleafure paft.
Hung round their bowers,
And took a long farewell,
For
that parting day,
in her tears.
his helplefs
years,
went next, neglectful of her charms,
left a lover's for
her father's arms.
THE DESERTED VILLAGE,
With louder
And
blcfl:
And
kift
And
cLifpt
plaints
the mother fpokc her woes,
the cot vvhere every pleafure rofc
her thoughtlefs babes with
them
clofe in forrovv
Whilft her fond hufband
In
all
O
mnnv
;
a tear,
doubly dear
-ftrove to
;
lend relief
the decent manlinefs of grief.
luxury
How
How
21
ill
!
Thou curd by
heaven*s decree,
exchan2:ed are thinn^s like thefe for thee
do thy
potic
Diffufe their pleafures only to deftroy
Kingdoms by
I
thee,
!
to iickly grcatnefs
grown,
Boaft of a florid vig-our not their own.
At every draught more
A
large and large they grow,
bloated mafs of rank unwieldy
woe
;
Till fapped their ftrength, and every part unfound,
Down, down
they fink, and fpread a ruin round.
Even now the devaftation
And
is
begun.
half the bufinefs of deftrudion
G
done;
Even
THE DESERTED VILLAGE.
i2
Even now, methinks,
pondering here
I
ftand,
the rural virtues leave the land,
I fee
Down
That
where yon anchoring
veflel fpreads
the
fail.
idly waiting flaps with every gale,
Downward
move
they
Pafs from the fliore,
Contented
And
as
toil,
a melancholy band,
and darken
all
the ftrand.
and hofpitable care,
kind connubial tendernefs, are there ;
And piety
with wifhes placed above,
And
fteady loyalty, and faithful love.
And
thou, fweet Poetry, thou lovelieft maid.
Still iirft
to fly
where fenfual joys invade
;
Unfit in thefe degenerate times of fliame,
To
catch the heart, or ftrike for honefl: fame
Dear charming nymph, negledled and
My
fliame in crowds
Thou
That
fource of
found'fl:
all
me
my
my
decried,
folitary pride.
blifs,
poor at
;
and
firfl:,
all
my
woe.
and keep'ft
Thou
guide by which the nobler
Thou
nurfe of every virtue, fare thee welL
me
fo ^
arts excell>
FarcweLIj
THE DESERTED VILLAGE.
Farewell, and
On
Torno's
O
or Pambainarca's fide,
cliffs,
Whether where
Or
where'er thy voice be tried,
equinocftial fervours
glow,
winter wraps the polar world in fnow,
voice prevailing over time,
Still let tihy
Redrefs the rigours of the inclement clime;
Aid
flighted truth,
Teach
erring
Teach him
man
with thy perfuafive ftrain
to fpurn the rage of gain;
that ftates of native ftrength poffcfl:,
The' very poor, may
That
trade's
As
felf
rocks
be very
blefl:;
proud empire haftes to fwift decay.
As ocean fweeps
While
ftill
the laboured mole
away
;
dependent power can time defy.
refift
the billows and the fky.
FINIS.
BRITAN
NICVJV
MAR
^ 1988
PR
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