ON TRADES' UNIONS. WHAT is a Unionist? One who has yearnings THE GAMING-HOUSE. To this dark cave three gates pertain TRUTH IN WINE. A BRUTE thou art at best; but mad with wine, FROM THE FRENCH. READER! no longer fear the rage of fate, R. A. D. THE WORLD. 'Tis a very good world that we live in, To lend, or to spend, or to give in; But to beg or to borrow, or get a man's own, 'Tis the very worst world, sir, that ever was known. THE very bees, O sweet Menander, hung, Thus still you live; you make your Athens shine, HERODOTUS. THE muses to Herodotus, one day, K ON PLUTARCH'S STATUE. FROM THE GREEK. WISE, honest Plutarch! to thy deathless praise, DRYDEN. ON HOMER. FROM Colophon some deem thee sprung; While those proclaim thee born in Ios; And others cry up Thessaly, The mother of the Lapitha. Thus each to Homer has assigned The birthplace which best suits his mind; But if I read the volume right, By Phoebus to his followers given, I'd say, they are mistaken quite, And that his real country's Heaven; While for his mother, she can be No other than Calliope. ANTIPATER OF SIDON. MERIVALE. THE SAME IN LATIN, BY SANNAZARO, THE ITALIAN POET. SMYRNA, Rhodos, Colophon, Salamis, Chios, Argos, Athenæ, Cedite, jam cœlum, patria Mæonidæ est ! THE MAID OF ORLEANS. FROM THE FRENCH OF MALHERBE. FAIR Amazon! the cruel foe Who to the flames consigned Thy form, his scorn of laws displayed, And base perfidious mind! But just was Fate, by such a death Who raised thee to the sky; For she who like Alcides lived, ON MILTIADES. MILTIADES! thy valour best, (Although in every region known,) The men of Persia can attest; Taught by thyself at Marathon. THE MAID OF SARAGOSSA. Hangs on the willow her unstrung guitar, Stalks, with Minerva's step, where Mars might quake to tread. BYRON. ON ALFRED THE GREAT. REPLETE with soul, the monarch stood alone, He died, the light of a benighted age. DIBDIN. ON CROMWELL AND DE WITT. DE WITT and Cromwell had each a brave soul; Though his government did a tyrant's resemble,--- ON CHARLES II.* His conversation, wit, and parts, His knowledge in the noblest useful arts, Who, lighting him, did greater lights receive; DRYDEN. This praise may be transferred to Dryden himself. SIR FRANCIS DRAKE.* O NATURE! to Old England still Continue these mistakes; Give us for all our Kings, such Queens, UNDER THE STATUE OF EDWARD VI., IN ST. THOMAS'S ON Edward's brow no laurels cast a shade, ON THE EARL OF CHATHAM. SHALL Chatham die and be forgot? O no!- GARRICK. ON THE LATE WILLIAM WILBERFORCE, ESQ., M.P. Of Britain's senate to thy glorious cause: Hope smiles, joy springs, and though cold caution pause That shall remunerate thy toils severe By peace for Afric, fenced with British laws. Enjoy what thou hast won, esteem and love From all the just on earth, and all the blest above. COWPER. Written in consequence of Queen Elizabeth having dined on board Sir Francis Drake's ship on his return from circumnavigating the globe. |