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Then range the world, Discovery!--Strait he goes
O’er: seas, o'er Libya's fands, and Zembla's snows;
He settles where kind rays till now have smil'd
(Vain smile!) on some luxuriant houseless wild.
How many sons of want inight here enjoy
What Nature gives for age but to destroy ?
Blush; blush, O sun (she cries) here vainly found,
To rise, to set, to roll the seasons round !
Shall heaven distil in dews, descend in rain,

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From earth guth fountains, rivers flowin vain ?
There Mall the watery 'lives in myriads Atray,
And be, to be alone each other's prey ?
Unsought Mall here the teeming quarries own
The various species of mechanic stone ?

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From structure this, from sculpture that confine ?
Shall rocks forbid the latent gem to shine ?
Shall mines, obedient, aid no artist's care,
Nor give the martial sword, and peaceful Mare ?
Ah ! shall they never preciou3 ore unfold, 225
To smile in silver, or to flame in gold?
Shall here the vegetable world alone,
For joys, for various virtues, rest unknown ?
While food and physic, plants and herbs fupply,
Here must they shoot alone to bloom and die ? 230
Shall fruits, which none but brutal eyes survey,
Untouch'd grow ripe, untasted drop away?
Shall here th' irrational, the favage kind,
Lord it o'er stores by heaven for man design'd,
And trample what mild funs benignly raise, 235
While man must lose the use, and heaven the praise ?

Shall

Shall it then be ?-(Indignant here she rose,
Indignant, yet humane, her bofoni glows)-
No! By each honour'd Grecian, Roman name,
By men for virtue deify'd by fame,

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Who peopled lands, who model'd infant state,
And then hade empire be maturely great ;
By these I swear (be witness earth and skies!)
Fair Order here shall from Confusion rise.
Rapt, I a future colony survey !

24,5 Come then, ye fons of Misery ! come away! Let those, whose sorrows from neglect are known, (Here taught, compell’d, empower'd) neglect atone! Let those enjoy, who never merit woes, In youth th’industrious wish, in age repose ! 2.50 Allotted acres (no reluctant foil) Shall prompt their industry, and pay their toil. Let families, long ftrangers to delight, Whom wayward fate dispers’d, by me unite.; Here live enjoying life; see plenty, peace ; 255 Their lands increasing as their sons increase. As nature yet is found, in leafy glades, To intermix the walks with lights and shades; Or as with good and ill, in chequer'd strife, Various the goddefs colours human life :

260 So, in this fertile clime, if yet are seen Moors, marshes, cliffs, by turns to intervene; Where cliffs, moors, marshes, desolate the view, Where haunts the bittern, and where screams the mew;

Where

Where prowls the wolf, where rollid the serpent lies, 265
Shall folemn fanes and halls of justice rise,
And towns shall open (all of structure fair!)
To brightening prospects, and to purest air ;
Frequented ports, and vineyards green succeed,
And flocks increasing whiten all the mead. 270
On science science, arts on arts refine;
On these from high all heaven shall smiling shine,
And Public Spirit liere a people show,
Free, numerous, pleas'd, and busy all below.

Learn, future natives of this promised land, $75
What
your

forefathers ow'd my saving hand !
Learn, when Despair fuch sudden bliss shall see,
Such bliss must shine from Oglethorpe or me !
Do you the neighbouring blameless Indian aid,
Culture what he neglects, not his invade, 280.
Dare not, oh dare not, with ambitious view,
Force or demand subjection never due.
Let, by my specious name, no tyrants rise,
And cry, while they enslave, they civilize?
Know, Liberty and I are still the same,
Congenial !-ever mingling flame with flame !
Why must I Afric's fable children see
Vended for llaves, though form’d by nature free,
The nameless tortures cruel minds invent,
Those to subject, whom nature equal meant? 290
If these you dare (albeit unjust success
Empowers you now unpunith'd to oppress)
Revolving empire you and your's may

doom
(Rome all subdued, yet Vandals vanqish'd Rome),

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Yes,

Yes, empire may revolve, give them the day,

295 And yoke may yoke, and blood may

blood

repay. Thus (ah! how far unequalid by my lays, Unskill'd the heart to melt, or mind to raise), Subliine, benevolent, deep, sweetly-clear, Worthy a Thomson's Muse, a Frederick's ear, 300 Thus spoke the Goddess. Thus I faintly tell In what lov'd works heaven gives her to excel. But who her fons, that, to her interest true, Conversant lead her to a prince like you ? These, Sir, salute you from life's middle state,

505 Rich without gold, and without titles great : Knowledge of books and men exalts their thought, In wit accomplish'd, though in wiles untaught, Careless of whispers meant to wound their name, Nor sneer'd nor brib'd from virtue into shame ; In letters elegant, in honour bright, They come, they catch, and they refleck delight.

Mixing with these, a few of rank are found,
For councils, embassies, and camps renown'd.
Vers’d in gay life, in honest maxims read, 315
And ever warm of heart, yet cool of head.
From these the circling glass gives wit to thine,
The bright grow brighter, and ev'n courts refine ;
From these so gifted, candid, and upright,
Flows knowledge, softening into ease polite.

Happy the men, who such a prince can please!
Happy the prince rever'd by men like these !
His condescensions dignity display,
Grave with the wise, and with the witty gay;

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For him fine marble in the quarry lies,
Which, in due ftatues, to his fame shall rise ;
Ever Mall Public Spirit beam his praise,
And the Mufe swell it in immortal lays.

Occasioned by seeing his picture of the

celebrated CLIO*.

FORGIVE an artless, an officious friend,

Weak, when I judge, but willing to commend;
Fall'n as I am, by no kind fortune rais’d,
Depress'd, obscur'd, unpity'd, and unprais'd;
Yet, when these well-known features I peruse,

5 Some warmth awakes-some embers of a Muse.

Ye Muses, Graces, and ye Loves, appear !
Your Queen, your Venus, and

your

Clio's here!
In such pure fires her rising thoughts refine !
Her eyes with such commanding sweetness shine:
Such vivid tinctures sure through æther glow,
Stain summer clouds, or gild the waiery

bow:

If • See Dyer's Poems.

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