Of still domestic leisure breathe the soul Of friendship, peace, and elegant delight Whose tender hand, lenient of human woes, Wards off the dart of death, and smooths the couch Of torturing anguish? On so dear a name May blessings dwell, honour, and cordial praise; Nor need he be a brother to be loved. CHAMPION of Truth, alike through Nature's field, And where in sacred leaves she shines reveal'd, Alike in both, eccentric, piercing, bold, Like his own lightnings, which no chains can hold ; Neglecting caution, and disdaining art, He seeks no armour for a naked heart :— That like the sun illumines where it goes; Record past wonders, and discover more; Recalls the vacant smile, the social hours Which charmed us once, for once those scenes were ours! And while thy praises through wide realms extend, We sit in shades, and mourn the absent friend. So where the' impetuous river sweeps the plain, Itself a sea, and rushes to the main ; While its firm banks repel conflicting tides, And stately on its breast the vessel glides; Admiring much the shepherd stands to gaze, Yet more he loves its winding path to trace Through beds of flowers, and Nature's rural face, While yet a stream the silent vale it cheered, By many a recollected scene endeared, Where trembling first beneath the poplar shade He tuned his pipe, to suit the wild cascade. AN INVENTORY OF THE FURNITURE IN DR. PRIESTLEY'S STUDY. A MAP of every country known, With not a foot of land his own. A list of folks that kicked a dust On this poor globe, from Ptol. the First; He hopes, indeed it is but fair,— Some day to get a corner there. A group of all the British kings, Fair emblem! on a packthread swings. The Fathers, ranged in goodly row, A decent, venerable show, Writ a great while ago, they tell us, And many an inch o'ertop their fellows. A Juvenal to hunt for mottos ; And Ovid's tales of nymphs and grottos. The meek-robed lawyers, all in white; By which the rogues he can defy all,— Brings down the lightning on their houses, A rare thermometer, by which He settles, to the nicest pitch, Sermons, or politics, or plays. Papers and books, a strange mixed olio, From shilling touch to pompous folio; Answer, remark, reply, rejoinder, Fresh from the mint, all stamped and coined here; |