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Who, in courtship greatly sped,
Wins the damsel to his bed,
Bears the virgin-prize away,
Counting life one nuptial day!
For the dark brown dusk of hair,
Shadowing thick thy forehead fair,
Down the veiny temples growing,
O’er the floping shoulders flowing,
And the smoothly pencil'd brow,
Mild to him in every vow,
And the fringed lid below,
Thin as thinnest blossoms blow,
And the hazely-lucid eye,
Whence heart-winning glances fly,
And that cheek of health, o'erspread
With soft-blended white and red,
And the witching smiles which break
Round those lips, which sweetly speak,
And thy gentleness of mind,
Gentle from a gentle kind,
These endowments, heavenly dower !
Brought him in the promis'd hour,
Shall for ever bind him to thee,
Shall renew him still to woo thee.

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On the DEATH of the Right HONOURABLE

WILLIAM EARL COWPER. 17.23.

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S TRO P H E I. WAKE the British harp again,

To a fad melodious strain; Wake the harp, whose every string, When Halifax resign’d his breath, Accus'd inexorable death; For I, once more, must in affliction fing, One song of sorrow more bestow, The burden of a heart o'ercharg'd with woe : Yet, O my soul, if aught may bring relief, Full many, grieving, shall applaud thy grief, The pious verse, that Cowper does deplore, Whom all the boasted powers of verse cannot restore.

ANTIS TROPHE 1.
Not to her, his fondest care,
Not to his lov'd offspring fair,
Nor his country ever dear,
From her, from them, from Britain torn':
With her, with them, does Britain mourn :
His name, from every eye, calls forth a tear;
And, intermingling, fighs with praise,
All good men wish the number of his days

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Had been to him twice told, and twice again,
In that seal’d book, where all things which pertain
To mortal man, whatever things befall,
Are from eternity confirm’d, beyond recall : 24

EPO D E I.
Where every loss, and every gain,
Where every grief, and every joy,
Every pleasure, every pain,
Each bitter, and each sweet alloy,

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To us uncertain though they flow,
Are pre-ordain’d, and fix'd, above.
Too wretched state, did man foreknow
Those ills, which man cannot remove !

32 Vain is wisdom for preventing What the wiseft live lamenting.

STROPHE II. Hither sent, who knows the day When he shall be call'd away? Various is the term assign'd: An hour, a day, some months, or years, The breathing foul on earth appears : But, through the swift succession of mankind, Swarm after swarm ! a busy race, The strength of cities, or of courts the grace, 42 Or who in camps delight, or who abide Diffus’d o'er lands, or float on oceans wide, Of them, though many here long-lingering dwell, And see their children's children, yet, how few excel ! 46 Аа2

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ANTIS TROPHE II.
Here we come, and hence we go,
Shadows passing to and fro,
Seen a while, forgotten soon :
But thou, to fair distinction horn,
Thon, Cowper, beamy in the morn
Of life, itill brightening to the pitch of noon,
Scarce verging to the leep decline,
Hence fummon'd while thy virtues radiant shine,
Thou singled out the fosterling of fame,
Secure of praise, nor less fecur'd from blame,
Shalt be reinember'd with a fond applause,
So long as Britons own the same indulgent laws.

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E PO DE II.
United in one public weal,
Rejoicing in one freedom, all,
Cowper's hand apply'd the feal,
And level'd the partition-wall,
The chosen seeds of great events
Are thinly fown, and slowly rise :
And Time the harvest-fcythe presents,
In season, to the good and wise :
Hymning to the harp my ftory,
Fain would I record his glory.

STRO PH E III.
Pouring forth, with heavy heart,
Truth unleaven'd, pure of art,

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Like the hallow'd Bard of yore,
Who chaunted in authentic rhymes
The worthies of the good old times,
Ere living vice in verte was varnish'd o'er,
And viriue died without a song.
Support of friendless right, to powerful wrong
A check, behold him in the judgment-leat !
Twice, there, approv’d, in righteousness compleat :
In just awards, how gracious! tempering law
With mercy, and reproving with a winning awe.

ANTISTROPHE III.
Hear him speaking, and you hear
Reafon tuncful to the ear!

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Lips with thymy language sweet,
Diltilling on the hearer's mind
The balm of wisdom, speech refin'd,
Celestial gifts !-Oh, when the nobles meet,
When next, thou sea-surrounded land,
Thy nobles meet at Brunswick's high command,
In vain they thall the charmer's voice desire !
In vain those lips of eloquence require !
That mild conviction, which the foul affails
By soft alarms, and with a gentle force prevails !

E PO DE III. To such persuasion, willing, yields The liberal mind, in freedom train’d,

94 Freedom, which, in crimson'd fields, By hardly toil our fathers gain'd,

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