-e the Sibyls books this year foretold, Some myftic Leaf was feen inroll'd, me, turn thy mournful eyes from Afric's fhore, in her fands thy Cato's tomb explore! ben thrice fix hundred times the circling Sun s annual race fall thro' the Zodiac run, Ifle remote his monument shall rear, d ev'ry gen'rous Briton pay a tear. J. HUGHES. HAT do we fee! is Cato then become ankind now admire his virtues more, efar fought, and Cato bled for you. s College, con, EDWARD YOUNG. A 5 'TIS IS nobly done thus to enrich the flage, 'T' And raife the thoughts of a degenerate age, Even the four Critics, who malicious came, Great, while he lives, but greater when he dies, And ficken'd with the pleafures, which they felt. See! how your lays the British youth inflame! Their Stly dreams their daily thoughts repeat, ▪ high with fancy'd glories beat. 'd to view the Marathonian poils, - Themiftocles vow'd equal toils; bis fchemes of future bonours draw long triumphs which with tears he saw. hall I your unrival'd worth proclaim, =he Spreading circle of your fame! you the great William's praise rehearse, t Britannia's joys in Roman verfe. -d at diftance foft, inchanting frains, ooming mountains, and Italian Plains. Began in English dress to fhine, e, his looks, his grandeur fill divine. im too foon unfriendly you withdrew, ught the tuneful Ovid to our view. be delightful theme of every tongue, mortal Marl'brough was your daring fɔng lime to clime the mighty victor flew, -lime to clime as fwiftly you pursue ; with the Hero's glow'd the Poet's flame, with his conquefts you enlarg'd your fame. Bouudlefs raptures here the Mufe could fwell, ➡ your Rosamond for ever dwell: opening fweets, and every fragrant flower iant smile, a never-fading bower. ་་་་་ Next, human follies kindly to expofe, You change from numbers, but not fink in profe: Refine our taftes, or laugh our crimes away. Now, by the buskin'd Mufe you fhine confeft, Such charms of phrafe would with fuccess be crown'd, Here comes, and by the virtuous Heathen taught, When e'er you traverfe vaft Numidia's plains, Tear up the fands, and fweep whole plains away. We nk with horror, and confefs our fear, urple robes, diftain'd with blood, deceive, I in vain on fingle features dwell, all the parts of the fair piece excell. the flore, fa dubious is the feast, w not, which to pass, or which to tafte. ining incidents fo juftly fall, ay the whole new scenes of transport call. Saphires, here the Sardian Stone is feen, ty College, mbridge. L. EUSDIN. тоо |