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What hotrors feize thy foui! on thy pale cheeks The keen reproach. But as wheri sudden fire
The roses fade. But wavering long in air, Scizes the ripen'd grain, whose bending cars
Nor firm on foot, nor as yet wholly fallen, Invite the reaper's hand, the furious god
On his right knee he Nip'd, and nimbly 'scap'd In footy triumph dreadful rides, upborn
The foul disgrace. Thus on the flacken'd rope On wings of wind, that with destructive breath
The wingy-footed artist, frail support!

Feed the fierce flames; from ridge to ridge tie Stands tottering; now in dreadful shrieks the bounds crowd

Wide-wasting, and pernicious ruin spreads : Lament his sudden fate, and yield him loft : So through the crowd from breast to breast swift He on his hams, or on his brawny rump,

flew Sliding secure, derides their vain distress.

The propagated rage ; loud vollied oaths, Up farts the vigorous Hobbinol undismay'd, Like thunder bursting from a cloud, gave signs From mother earth like old Anteus rais'd

Of wrath awak'd. Prompt fury soon supplied With might redoubled. Clamour and applause With arms uncouth; and tough well-season'd Shake all the neighbouring hills, Avona's banks

plants Return him loud acclaim : with ardent eyes, Weighty with lead infus'd, on either hoft Fierce as a tiger rushing from his lair,

Fall thick, and heavy; stools in pieces rent, He grasp'd the wrist of his insulting foe.

And chairs, and forms, and batcer'd bowls, are Then with quick wheel oblique his shoulder point

hurld Beneath his breatt he fix'd, and whirl'd aloft With fell intent; like bombs the bottles fly High o'er his head the sprawling youth he flung : Hissing in air, their sharp edg’d fragments drench'd The hollow ground rebellow'd as he fell.

In the warm spouting gore; heaps driven on heaps The crowd press forward with tumultuous din; Promiscuous lie. Tonsorio now advanc'd Those to relieve their faint expiring friend, On the rough edge of battle: his broad front With gratulations these. Hands, tongues, and Beneath his shining helm secure, as erst caps,

Was thine, Mambrino, stout Iberian knight! Outrageous joy proclaim, shrill fiddles squeak, Defied the rattling storm, that on his head Hoarse bag-pipes roar, and Ganderetta Imiles. Fell innocent. A table's ragged frame

In his right hand he bore, Herculean club!

Crowds, push'd on crowds, before his potent arni,

Fled ignominious; havock, and dismay,
Hung on their rear. Collin a merry swain,

Blithe as the soaring lark, as sweet the strains The fray. Tonsorio, Colin, Hilderbrand, Cuddy, of his soft warbling lips, that whistling cheer

Cindaraxa, Talgol, Avaro, Cubbin, Collakin, His labeuring team, they toss their heads well Mundungo. Sir Rhadamanth the justice, at pleasid, tended with bis guards, comes to quell the fray. | In gaudy plumage deck’d, with stern disdain Rhadamanth's speech, tumult appeas'd. Gor. Beheld this victor proud; his generous foul gonius the butcher takes up the hills; his cha- Brovk'd not the foul disgrace. High o'er his head racter. The Kififgatians consternation, look | His ponderous plough-1 aff in both hands he rais'd; wiftfully on Hcbbinol; his speech. The cud Ere&t he food, and I tretching every nerve, gel-playing. Gorgonius knock'd down, falls As from a forceful engine, down it fell upon Twandillo; his distress; his lamentation Upon his hollow'd helm, that yielding funk over his broken fiddle.

Beneath the blow, and with its sharpen'd edge

Shear'd both his ears, they on his shoulders broad Long while an universal hubbub loud,

Hung ragged. Quick as thought, the vigorous Deafening each ear, had drown'd each accent mild; youth 'Till biting taunts and har fh opprobrious words Shortening his staff, the other end he darts Vile utterance found. How weak are human Into his gaping jaws. Tonsorio fled minds!

Sore maim'd; with pounded teeth and clotted gore How impotent to stem the swelling tide,

Half-chok'd, he fed; with him the host retird, And without insolence enjoy fuccefs !

Companions of his shame; all but the stout, The vale-inhabitants, proud, and elate

And crit unconquer'd Hildebrand, brave man! With victory, know no restraint, but give Bold champion of the hills ! thy weigbey blows A loose to joy. Their chanpion Hobbinol Our fathers felt dismay'd; to keep thy post Vaunting they raise, above that carth-born race Unmov'd, whilom thy valour's choice, now sad Of giants old, who, piling hills on hills,

Neceflity compels; decrepit now Pelion cn Olla, with rebellious aim

With age, and stiff with honourable woonds, Made war on Jove. The sturdy mountaineers, He stands unterrily'd: one crutch sustains Who saw their mightiest fall'n, and in his fall His frame majestic, th' other in his hand Their honours paft impair’d, their trophics, won He wields tremendous; like a mountain boar By their proud fathers, who with scorn look'd In toils enclos’d, he dares his circling foes. down

They shrink aloof, or soon with shame repent Upon the subject vale, sullied, despoild,

The rath assault; the rustic heroes fall And level'd with the duit, no longer bear

In heaps around. Cuddy, a dextrous youth,


When force was vain, on fraudful art rely'd : Nor his fond mother's prayers nor ardent vovys
Close to the ground low-cowering, unperceiv'd, Of love-fick maids could move relentless fate.
Cautious he crept, and with his crooked bill Where'er he rag'd, with his far-beaming lance
Cut sheer the frail fupport, prop of his age : He thinn'd their ranks, and all their battle swerv'd
Reeling a while he stood, and menac'd fierce With many an inroad goar'd. Then cait around
Th' insidious swain, reluctant now at length His furious eyes, if haply he might find
Fell prone, and plough'd the duft. So the call oak, The captive fair ; her in the duit he fpy'd
Old monarch of the groves, that long had stood Groveling, disconfolate ; those locks, that erst,
The shock of warring winds and the red bolts So bright, shone like the polith'd jec, detil'd
Of angry Jove, shurn of his leafy shade

With mire impure; thither with eager halte At lalt, and inwardly decay'd, if chance

He ran, he flew. But when the wretched maid The cruel woodman (py the friendly spur,

Proftrate he view'd, deform’d with gaping wounds His only hold; that lever'd, foon he noda, And weltering in her blood, his trembling hand And Makes ch' incumber'd mountain as he falls. Soon dropp'd the dreaded lance; on her pale When manly valour fail'd, a female arm

cheek Restor'd the fight. As in th' adjacent booth Ghauftly he gaz'd, nor felt the pealing storm, Black Cindaraxa's busy hand prepar'd

That on his bare defenceless brow fell thick The smoky viands, the beheld, abash'd,

From every arm : o'erpower'd at last, down funks The routed hoft, and all her daftard friends His drooping head, on her cold breast reclin'de Far scatter'd o'er the plain; their fhameful flight Hail, faithful pair ! if ought my verfe avail, Griey'd her proad heart, for hurried with the Nor envy's 1pite nor time shall e'er efface Kream

The records of your fame; blind British bards Ev'n Talgol too had fted, her darling boy. Iu ages yet to come, on feftal days (nymphs A faming brand from off the glowing hearth Shall chant this mournsul tale, while listening The grealy heroine snatch'd; o'er her pale foes Lament around, and every generous heart The threatening meteor shone, brandish'd in air, With active valour glows, and virtuous love. Or round their heads in ruddy circles play'd. How blind is popular fury: how perverse, Across the proftrate Hildebrand she Itrode, When broils intelline rage, and force controuls Dreadfully bright: the multitude appal'd Reason and law! As the torn vefiel links, Fled different ways, their beards, their hair in flames. Between the burst of adverse waves o’erwhelm'da Imprudent she pursued, till on the brink

So fares it with the neutral head, between of the next pool, with force united press’d, Contending parties bruis'd, incessant peal'd And waving round with huge two-handed sway With random strokes that undiscerning fall; Her blazing arnis into the muddy lake

Guiltless he suffers mort, who least offends. The bold virago fell. Dire was the fray

Mundungo from the bloody field retir’d,
Between the warring elements; of old

Close in a corner plied the peaceful bowl;
Thus Mulciber, and Xanthus Dardan ftreami Incuricus he, and thoughtless of events,
In hideous battle join'd. Just linking now

Now deen’d himself conceal'd, wrapt in the cloud
into the boiling deep, with suppliant hands That issued from his mouth, and the thick fogs
She begg'd for life; black-oule and filth obscene That hung upon his brows, but hostile rage
Hung in her marred hair; the shouting crowd Inquisitive found out the rusty Twain.
Infult her wocs, and, proud of their success, His short black tube down his furr'u throat impellid,
The dri, ping Amazon in criuinph lead.

Staggering he reeld, and with tenacious gripe Now, like a gathering storm, the rally'd troops The bulky Jordan, that before him stood, Blacken'd the plain. Young Talgol from their Seiz'd falling ; that its liquid freight diliyorg'd front,

Upon the proftrate clown; floundering he lay With a fond lover's haste, swife as the hind, ! Beneath the niuddy beverage whelm'd lo late That, by the huntsmen's voice alarm’d, had fled, His prime delight. Thus the luxurious waip, Panting returns, and seeks the gloomy brake, Voracious infect, by the fragrant dregs Where her dear fawn lay hid, into the booth Allur'd, and in the viscous nectar plung'd, Impatient ruth'd. But when the fatal tale His filmy pennons struggling flaps in vain, He heard, the dearest treasure of his soul

Loft in a flood of sweets. Still o'er the plain Purlonu'd his Cindy lot; Bilfen'd and pale Fierce onset, and tumultuous batele fpread; A while he tood; his kindling ire at length And now they fall, and now they rise, inccns'd Burst forth implacable, and injur'd love;

With animated rage, while nought around Shot lightning from his eyes; a spit he sciz'd, Is heard but clamour, fhout, and female cries, Jutt recking from the fac surloin, a long,

And curses mix'd with groans. Discord on high Cowieldy {pear; then with impetuous rage Shook her infernal scourge, and o’er their heads Press'd forward on th'embattled holt, that shrunk Scream'd with malignant joy; when lo! between At his approach. The rich Avaro first,

The warring hosts appear'd sage Rhadamanth, His ficthy rump bor'd with dishoneft wounds, A knight of high renown. Nor Quixote bold, Fied belkowing: nor could his numerous flocks, Nor Amadis of Gaul, nor Hudibras, Nor all th' aspiring pyramids that grace

Mirror o knighthood, e'er could vie with thee, His yard well for’d, save the penurious clown. Great sultan of the vale! thy front fevere, Ilose Cubbin full, and there young Collasin, As humble Indians to thcir pagoda bow,


The clowns fubmiss approach. Themis to thee « Of this frail life extends, to future times
Commits her golden balance, where she weighs “ Beneficent ; my useful schemes shall steer
Th'abandon'd orphan's sighs, the widow's tears ; “ The common-weal in ages yet to come. (keep
By thee gives sure redress, comforts the heart “ Your children's children, caught by me, thall
Oppress'd with woc, and rears the suppliant knee." Their rights inviolable : and as Rome
Each bold offender hides his guilty head,

" The Sibyl's facred books, though wrote on leaves Astonish'd, when thy delegated arm

“ And scatter'd o'er the ground with pious awe Drews her vindi&tivę sword; at thy command, “ Collected; fo your sons shall glean with care Stern minister of power supreme! each ward " My hallow'd fragments, every scrip divine Sends forth her brawny myrmidons, their clubs “ Consult intent, of more intrinsic worth Blazon'd with royal arms; dispatchful batte “ Than half a Vatican. Hear me, my friends! Sits carnest on each brow, and public care. “ Hear me, my countrymen! Oh suffer not Encompafs'd round with these his dreadful guards, . This hoary head, employ'd for you alone, He fpurr'd his sober steed, grizzled with age, “ To fink, with forrow to the grave." He spake, And venerably dull; his ftirrups stretch'd And veil'd his bonnet to the crowd. As when Bepeath the knightly load ; one hand he fix'd The sovereign of the floods o'er the cough deep Upon his saddle-bow, the other palm

His awful trident shakes, its fury falls, Before him spread, like some grave orator The warring billows on each hand retire, In Athens, or free Rome, when eloquence And foam, and rage no more. All now is hafh'd, Subdued mankind, and all the listening crowd The múltitude appeas'd: a cheerful dawn Hung by their ears on his perfuafive tongue. Smiles on the fields, the waving throng fubades, He thus the jarring multitude address'd:

And the loud tempest finks, becalm'd in peace. “ Neighbours, and friends, and countrymen, the Gorgonius now with haughty frides advanc'd, flower

(broil? A gauntlet seiz'd, firm on his guard he stood w of Kiftsgate! ah! what means this impious A formidable foe, and dealt in air - Is then the haughty Gaul no more your care? His empty blows, a prelude to the fight. " Are Landen's plains so soon forgot, that thus Slaughter his trade; full many a pamper'd ox * Yespill that blood inglorious, walte that strength, Fell by his fatal hand, the bulky beafi " Which, well employ'd, once more might have Dragg'd by his horns, oft at one deadly blow, compella

His iron fist descending cruth'd his skull, « The stripling Anjou to a shameful flight? And left him spurning on the bloody foor, • Or by your great forefathers taught, have fix'd While at his feet the guildless axe was laid.

The British standard on Lutetian towers ! In dubious fight of late one eye he loft, * O fight odious, detestable ! O times

Bor'd from its orb, and the next glancing stroke * Degenerate, of ancient bonour void!

Bruis'd sore the rising arch, and bent his nose : • This fact so foul, so riotous, infults

Nathless he triomph'd on the well-fought stage, * All law, all sovereign power, and calls aloud Hockleian hero! Nor was more deform'd For vengeance; but, niy friends! too well ye The Cyclops blind, nor of more monstrous fize, know,

Nor his void orb more dreadful to behold, " How flow this arm to punish, and how bleeds Weeping the putrid gore, severe revenge " This heart, when forc'd on rigorous extremes. of subtle Ithacus. Terribly gay * O countrymen: all, all, can testify

In his buff doublet, larded o'er with fat “ My vigilance, my care for public good, Of faughter'd brutes, the well-oild champion (hone, « j ain the man, who by your own free choice Sternly he gaz'd around, with many a frown # Select from all the tribes, in fenates ruld Fierce menacing, provok'd the tardy foe. • Each warm debate, and emptied all my stures For now each combatant, that erst so bold u of ancient science in my country's cause. Vaunted his manly deeds, in penfive mood u Wife Tacitus, of penetration deep,

Hung down his head, and fix'd on carth his cyes; " Each secret spring reveal'd; Thuanus bold Pale and dismay'd. On Hobbinol at last u Breath'd liberty, and all the mighty dead, Intent they gaze, on him alone their hope, * Rais'd at my call, the British rights confirm’d: Each eye solicits him, each panting heart # While Musgrave, How, and Seymour sneer'd in Joins in the filent suit. Soon he perceiv'd vain.

Their secret with, and cas'd their doubting minds. # I am the man, who from the bench exalt

“ Ye men of Kiftfgate! whose wide spreading This voice, still grateful to your ears, this voice

fame a Which breaths for you alone. Where is the “ In ancient days were fung from thore to thore, wretch

" To Britisha bards of old a copious theme; · Distress'], who in the cobwebs of the law “ Too well, alas : in your pale cheeks I view * Entangled, and in subtle problems loft, “ Your dastard fouls. O mean, degenerate race! “ Seeks not to me for aid! in shoals they come “ But since on me ye call, each fuppliant eye “ Neglected, feeless clients, nor return

“ Invites my sovereign aid, lo! here I come, « Unedify'd ; scarce greater multitudes

“ The bulwark of your fame, though scarce may a At Delphi foughe the god, to learn their fate

brows « From his dark oracles. I am the man

“ Are dry from glorious toils, just now archiev'd, & Whose watchful providence beyond the date " To vindicate your worth. Lo! here Ifwcas,

“ Bg all my great forefathers fair renown, And lavish of his blood, of random strokes « By that illustrious wicker, where they fat He laid on load; without delign or arc * In comely pride, and in triumphant floth Onward he press'd outrageous, while his foe " Gave law to pasiive clowns; or on this spot Encircling wheels, or inch by inch retires, “ In glory's primne, young Hobbinol expires, Wile niggard of his strength. Yet all thy care, " And from his deareft Ganderetta's arms O Hobbinol ! avail'd not to prevent « Sinks to death's cold embrace ; or by this hand One hapless blow; o'er his strong guard the plant “ That Aranget, big with insolence, thall fall Lapp'd pliant, and its knotty point impress'd “ Prone on the ground, and do your honour His nervous chine ; he wreath'd him to and from right."

Convolv'd, yet, thus diftress’d, intrepid borc Forchwith the hilcs he seiz'd; but on his arm His hilts aloft, and guarded well his head. Fond Ganderecta hung, and round his neck So when th' unwary clown, with hafty fep, Curl'd in a fost embrace. Honour and love Cruihes the folded snake, her wounded parts A doubtful contest wag'd, but from her foon Groveling she trails along, but her high crest He sprung releo less, all her tears were vajn, Ered she bears ; in all its speckled pride, Yet oft he turn'd, oft ligh'd, thus pleasing mild: She swells inflam'd, and with her forky tongue

" I'll should I meric these imperial robes, Threatens destruction. With like eager hafte, “ Ensigns of majesty, by general voice

Th' impatient Hobbinol, whom esceslive pain “ Conferr'd, should pain, or death itself, avail Stung to his heart, a speedy vengeance vow'd, “ To shake the Ateady purpose of my soul. Nor wanted long the means; a feine he made “ Peace, fair-onc! peace : Heaven will protect With well-disembled guile, his batter'd thins the man,

Mark'd with his eyes, and menac'd with his plant, " By thee held dear, and crown thy generous love." | Gorgonius, whose long-suffering legs scarce bore

Her from the listed field the matrons fage His cumubrous buik, in his supporters frail Reluctant drew, and with fair speeches fooch'd. Indulgent, soon the friendly hilts oppos'd;

Now front to front the fearless champions meet; Betray'd, deceiv'd on his unguarded crest Gorgonius, like a tower, whose cloudy top The ftroke delusive fell; a dismal groan Invades the skies, food lowering; far beneath Burst from his hollow chelt; bis trembling hands The strippling Hobbinol with careful eye

Forlook the hilts, across the spacious ring Fach opening scans, and each unguarded space Backward he reel'd, the crowd affrighted fly Measures intent. While, negligently bold, T'' escape the falling ruin. But, alas ! The bulky combatant; whose heart clate

'I'was thy hard fate, Twangdilloi to receive Disdain'd his puny foe, now fondly deem'd His ponderous trunk: on thee, on helpless thee, At one decisive troke to win, unhurt,

Headlong and heavy, the foul monfter fell. An easy victory; down came at once

Beneath a mountaiti's weight, th' unhappy bard The ponderous plant, with fell malicious rage, Lay proftrate, nor was more renown'd thy song, Aim'd at his head dired; but the cough hilts, O leer of Thrace ! nor more severe thy fate. Swift interpos'd, elude his effort vain.

His vocal shell, the solace and support The cautious Hobbinol, with ready feet,

Of wretched age, gave one melodious scream, Now shifts his ground, retreating; then again And in a thousand fragments strew'd the plain. Advances bold, and his unguarded thins

The nymphs, sure friends to his harmonious mirth, Batters secure : Each well-directed blow

Fly to his aid, bis hairy breast expose Bites to the q·lick; chick as the falling hail, To each refreshin gale, and with soft handa The strokes redoubled peal his hollow fides : His temples chafe; at their persuasive touch The multirude amaz'd with horror view

His feeling foul returns; npop his rump The rattling storm, thrink back at every blow, He sat ditconfolate; but when, alas ! And seem to feel his wounds; inly he groan'd, He view'd the shatter'd fragments, down again And gnash'd his teeth, and from his binod-shot eye He funk expiring: by their friendly care Red lightning flash'd; the fierce cumuleuous rage Once more reviv'J, he thrice essay'd to speak, Shook all his mighty fabric; once again

And thrice the rising fobs his voice fubdu'd. Ered he itands, colleaed, and resolv'd

Till thus at last his wretched plight he mourn'd: To conquer, or to die: swift as the bole

“ Sweet instrument of mirih : sole comfort left of angry Jove, the weighty plant descends. " To my declining years! whose sprightly notes But wary Hobbinol, whose watchful eye “Restor'd my vigour, and renew'd my bloom, Perceiv'd his kind intent, Nip'd on one side " Soft healing balm to every wounded heart ! Declining; the vain Itroke from such an height, " Despairing, dying (wains, from the cold ground With such a force impellid, headlong drew down " Uprais'd by thee, at thy melodious call, Tl' unwieldy champion : on the solid ground “ With ravith'd ears receiv'd the flowing joy. He fell rebounding breathless, and aftunnid, " Gay pleasantry, and care-beguiling joke, His trunk extended lay: fore maim'd from out " Thy sure attendancs were, and at thy voice His heaving breast, he belch'd a crimson flood. “ All nature smil'd. But, oh, this hand no more Full leisurely he rose, but conscious shame “ Shall couch thy wanton strings, no more with layo of honour lot his failing trength renewid. “ Alternate, from oblivion dark redeem Rage, and revenge, and ever-during hate, " The mighty dead, and vindicate their fame. Blackend his torny frons ; rach, furious, bliod, “ Vain are thy scils, O Hobbinol: and all VOL. VIII.


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" Thy triumphs vain. Who shall record, brave Full to the brim, the brazen cauldrons smoke, man!

Through all the busy camp the rising blaze “ Thy bold exploits? who shall thy grandeur cell Attest their joy; heroes and kings forego “ Supreme of Kiftsgate? See thy faithful bard, Their state and pride, and ac his elbow wait " Despoil'd, undone. O cover me, ye hills ! Obsequious. On a polith'd charger plac'd, ". Whose vocal clifts were taught my joyous fong. The bulky chine with plenteous fat inlaid, " Or thou, fair nymph, Avona, on whose banks Of golden hue, magaificently shines " The ftolic crowd, led by my numerous i'rains, The choiceft morsels sever'd to the gods, " Thcir orgies kept, and frisk'd it o'er the green, The hero next, well paid for all his wounds, " Jocund and gay, while thy remurmuring streams | The rich repast divides with Jove; from out " Danc'd by, well pleas’d. Oh! let thy friendly | The sparkling bowl he draws the generous wine,

(curs'd !" | Unmix'd, unmeasur'd ; with unftinted joy
" O'erwhelm a wretch, and hide this head ac His heart o’erflows. In like triumpharit port
So plains the restless Philomel, her net,

Sat the victorious Hobbinol; the crowd
And callow young, the tender growing hope Transported view, and bless their glorious chief:
Of future harmony, and frail return

All Kiftlgate sounds his praise with joint acclaim
For all her cares, to barbarous churls á prey; Him every voice, him every knee confess,
Darkling the sings, the woods repeat her moan. In merit, as in right, their king. Upon

Their flowery turf, earth's painted lap, are spread
The rural dainties ; such as nature boon

Presents with lavish hand, or such as owe

To Ganderetta's care their grateful taste

Delicious. For the long since prepar'd

To celebrate this day, and with good cheer
Good eating expedient for heroes. Homer praised To grace his triuniphs. Crystal gooseberries

for keeping a table. Hobbinol triumphant Gan Are pild on heaps ; in vain the parent tree deretta's bill of fare. Panegyric upon ale. Gof- Defends her luscious fruit with pointed (pears. siping over a bottle. Cumpliment to Mr. John The ruby tinctur'd corinth clustering hangs, Philips. Ganderetta's perplexity discovered by And emulates the grape; green codlings float Hobbinol; his concolatory speech ; compares In dulcet creams: nor wants the last year's store; himself to Guy Earl of Warwick. Ganderetta The hardy nut, in folid maii secure, encouraged, Itrips for the race; her amiable Impregnable to winter frosts,» repays figure. Fusca the gypsey, her dirty figure. les hoarder's care. The custard's jellied flood Tabitha her great reputation for speed; hired Impatient youth, with greedy joy, devours. to the dissenting academy at Tewkfoury. A Cheefecakes and pies; in various forms uprais'd, short account of Camaliel the mallet, and his In well-built pyramids, aspiring ftand. (fuade hopeful scholars. Tabitha carries weight. The Black hams, and tongues that speechless can persmock race. Tabitha's fall. Fusca's short tri To ply the brisk carouse, and cheer the soul umph, her humiliation, Ganderetta's matchless With jovial draughts. Nor does the jolly god speed. Hobbinol lays the prize at her fect. Deny his precious gists; here jocund (wains, Their mutual triumph. The viciflitade of hu In uncouth mirth delighted, sporting quaff man affairs, experienced by Hobbinol. Mopsa, Their na:ive beverage; in the brimming glass furmerly his servant, with her two children, ap The liquid amber smiles. Britons, no more pears to him. Mopia's fpeech ; affaults Gande Dread your invading foes; let the false Gaul, retta; her flight. Hobbinol's prodigious fright; Of rule infatiare, potent to deceive, is taken into custody by conftables, and dragged | And great by subiilc wiles, from the adverse shore to Sir Rhadamanth's.

Pour forth his numcrous holis; Iberia! join

Thy towering fleets, once more aloft display Though some of old, and some of modern date, Thy consecrated banners, fill thy fails Penurious their victorious heroe- fed

With prayers and vows, molt formidably strong With barrco praise alone ; yet thou, my mufe! Io holy trumpery, let old Occan groan Benevolent, with more indulgent eyes

Beneath the proud Armada, vainly deem'd
Behold th' inim rtal Hobbinol; reward

Invincible; yet fruitless all their toits,
With duc regalement his triumphant coils. Vain every ralh effort, while our fat glebe,
Let Quixotie's hardy courage, and renown Of barley grain productive, ftill fupplies
With Sancho's prudent care be mectly jnin'd. The flowing treasure, and with sums immense
O thou of bards supreme, Mconides !

Supports the throne; while this rich cordial warm What well-fed heroes grace thy hallow'd page! The farmer's courage, arms his stubborn foul Laden with glorious ipoils, and gay with blood With native honour, and refillefs rage. [flows Of flaughter'd hofs, the victor chiet returns. Thus vaunt the crowd, cach freeborn heart o'erWhole Troy befure him fed, and men and gods With Britain's glory, and his country's love. Oppos'd in vain : for the brave man, whose arm Here, in a merry knot combin'd, the nymphs Repeil'd his country's wrongs, ev'n he, the great Pour out mellifluous streams, the balmy spoils Acrides, king of kings, ev'n he prepares

Of the laborious bee The modest maid With his own royal haad the fumptuous fcast. But coyly lips, and blushing drinks, abashid:

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