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To finish a fine building-
If he could possibly forget
The carving and the gilding.
The man that hails you Tom or Jack,
Is such a friend that one had need
As similarity of mind,
Some act upon this prudent plan,
Say little, and hear all you can."
So barren sands imbibe the shower,
The man I trust, if shy to me,
No subterfuge or pleading
These samples-for alas! at last
In which 'tis much if we succeed,
Pursue the search, and you will find
And, after summing all the rest,
The noblest Friendship ever shown
Have not, it seems, discern'd it.
O Friendship! if my soul forego
Or may my friend deceive me.
ON A MISCHIEVOUS BULL, WHICH THE OWNER OF HIM SOLD AT THE AUTHOR'S INSTANCE.
Go-thou art all unfit to share
The pleasures of this place With such as its old tenants are, Creatures of gentler race.
The squirrel here his hoard provides,
The sheep here smooths the knotted thorn
And here I wander eve and morn,
Ah!-I could pity thee exiled
From this secure retreat-
But thou canst taste no calm delight;
I care not whether east or north,
ANNUS MEMORABILIS, 1789.
WRITTEN IN COMMEMORATION OF HIS MAJESTY'S
I RANSACK'D for a theme of song,
Through tomes of fable and of dream
But none I found, or found them shared
To modern times, with truth to guide
Here cities won, and fleets dispersed,
Thus as the bee from bank to bower,
But rests on none till that be found
A theme for poetry divine,
A theme to ennoble even mine,
In memorable eighty-nine.
The spring of eighty-nine shall be An æra cherish'd long by me, Which joyful I will oft record, And thankful at my frugal board; For then the clouds of eighty-eight, That threaten'd England's trembling state With loss of what she least could spare,
Her sovereign's tutelary care,
One breath of heaven, that cried-Restore!
Chased, never to assemble more:
And for the richest crown on earth,
If valued by its wearer's worth,
Then peace and joy again possess'd
Such joy and peace as can be known
O Queen of Albion, queen of isles! Since all thy tears were changed to smiles, The eyes, that never saw thee, shine With joy not unallied to thine; Transports not chargeable with art Illume the land's remotest part, And strangers to the air of courts, Both in their toils and at their sports, The happiness of answer'd prayers, That gilds thy features, show in theirs.
If they who on thy state attend, Awe-struck, before thy presence bend, 'Tis but the natural effect
Of grandeur that ensures respect;
FOR THE USE OF THE SUNDAY SCHOOL AT OLNEY.
HEAR, Lord, the song of praise and prayer,
Thanks for thy word, and for thy day,