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Her unrelenting train : informers, spies,
Oppos'd ferocious, when they touch themselves. Blood-hounds, that sturdy freedom to the grove This wild delusive cant; the rash cabal Pursue ; projectors of aggrieving schemes
Of hungry courtiers, ravenous for prey ; Commerce to load for unprotected seas *,
The bigot, restless in a double chain To sell the starving many to the few +,
To bind anew the land; the constant need And drain a thousand ways th' exhausted land. Of finding faithless means, of shifting forms, Ev’n from that healing place, whence peace should And flattering senates, to supply his waste; flow,
These tore some moments from the careless prince, And gospel truth, inhuman bigots shed
And in his breast awak'd the kindred plan. Their poison round t; and on the venal bench, By dangerous softness long he min’d his way; Instead of justice, party held the scale,
By subtle arts, dissimulation deep ; And violence the sword. Afflicted years,
By sharing what corruption shower'd, profuse; Too patient, felt at last their vengeance full. By breathing wide the gay licentious plague,
“ Mid the low murmurs of submissive fear And pleasing manners, fitted to deceive. And mingled rage, my Hampden rais'd his voice, “ At last subsided the delirious joy, And to the laws appeal'd; the laws no more On whose high billow, from the saintly reign in judgment sate behoved some other ear.
The nation drove too far. A pension'd king, When instant from the keen resentive North, Against his country brib'd by Gallic gold; By long oppression by religion rous'd,
The port * pernicious sold,
the Scylla since, She guardian army came. Beneath its wing And fell Charybdis of the British seas; Nas called, though meant to furnish hostile aid, Freedom attack'd abroad +, with surer blow The more than Roman senate. There a flame To cut it off at home; the saviour league # Broke out, that clear’d, consum'd, renew'd the Of Europe broke; the progress ev'n advanc'd land.
Of universal sway S, which to reduce n deep emotion hurl'd, nor Greece, nor Rome, Such seas of blood and treasure Britain cost; ndignant bursting from a tyrant's chain,
The millions, by a generous people given, Vhile, full of me, each agitated soul
Or squander'd vile, or to corrupt, disgrace, trung every nerve, and fam'd in every eye, And awe the land with forces not their own || s lad e'er beheld such light and heat combin'd! Employ'd ; the darling church herself betray'd; uch heads and hearts ! such dreadful zeal, led on All these, broad-glaring, op'd the general eye, y calm majestic wisdom, taught its course And wak’d my spirit, the resisting soul. That nuisance to devour; such wisdom fir’d
“ Mild was, at first, and half asham'd, the check Vith unabating zeal, and aim'd sincere
Of senates, shook from the fantastic dream 'o clear the weedy state, restore the laws,
Of absolute submission, tenets vile! (reduc'd nd for the future to secure their sway.
Which slaves would blush to own, and which, “ This then the purpose of my mildest sons. To practice, always honest Nature shock. ut man is blind. A nation once inflam'd
Not ev’n the mask remov'd, and the fierce front Chief, should the breath of factious fury blow, Of tyranny disclos'd ; nor trampled laws; Vith the wild rage of mad enthusiast swell’d) Nor seiz'd each badge of freedom through the ot easy cools again. From breast to breast, 'rom eye to eye, the kindling passions mix For Sidney bleeding for the unpublish'd page; 1 heighten'd blaze; and, ever wise and just, Nor on the bench avow'd corruption plac'd, igh Heaven to gracious ends directs the storm. And murderous rage itself, in Jefferies' form; hus, in one conflagration Britain wrapt,
Nor endless acts of arbitrary power, nd by confusion's lawless sons despoild, (ground, Cruel, and false, could raise the public arm. ing,' lords, and commons, thundering to the Distrustful, scatter'd, of combining chiefs Iccessive, rush'd - Lo! from their ashes rose, Devoid, and dreading blind rapacious war, ay-beaming radiant youth, the phenix-state. S The patient public turns not, till impellid “ The grievous yoke of vassalage, the yoke To the near verge of ruin. Hence I rous'd f private life, lay by those flames dissolv'd; The bigot king **, and hurried fated on nd, from the wasteful, the luxurious king ||, His measures immature. But chief his zeal, 'as purchas'd that which taught the young to Out-flaming Rome herself, portentous scar'd bend.
The troubled nation : Mary's horrid days ronger restor'd, the commons tax'd the whole, To fancy bleeding rose, and the dire glare nd built on that eternal rock their power. Of Smithfield lighten'd in his eyes anew. be crown, of its hereditary wealth
Yet silence reign'd. Each on another scowl'd espoil”d, on senates more dependent grew, Rueful amazement, pressing down his rage : nd they more frequent, more assur’d. Yet liv’d, As, mustering vengeance, the deep thunder frowns, nd in f'ull vigour spread that bitter root, Awefully still, waiting the high command de passive doctrines, by their patrons first To spring. Straight from his country Europe sav'd, Ship-money:
* Dunkirk. + Mon opolies.
† The war, in conjunction with France, against The raging high-church sermons of these the Dutch. nes, inspiring at once a spirit of slavish submis The triple alliance. in to the court, and of bitter persecution against Ś Under Lewis XIV. ose whom they call Church and State Puritans, | A standing army, raised without the consent $ At the Restoration.
of parliament. 11 Charles II.
The charters of corporations. Court of wards.
** James II.
The whole concludes with a prospect of future
To save Britannia, lo! my darling son,
What though they give not a relentless crew
Of civil furies, proud oppression's fangs!
The guiltless tear from lone affliction's
Oh, luxury divine! 0, poor to this, While his the bloodless conquest of the heart, Ye giddy glories of despotic thrones! Shouts without groan, and triumph without war. By this, by this indeed, is imag'd Heaven,
“ Then dawn'd the period destin'd to confine By boundless good, without the power of ill. The surge of wild prerogative, to raise
“ And now behold! exalted as the cope A mound restraining its imperious rage,
That swells immense o'er many-peopled earth, And bid the raving deep no farther flow.
And like it free, my fabric stands complete
, Nor were, without that fence, the swallow'd state The Palace of the Laws. To the four Heavens Better than Belgian plains without their dykes, Four gates impartial thrown, unceasing crowd Sustaining weighty seas. This, often sav'd With kings themselves the hearty peasant mis d By more than human hand, the public saw, [yield Pour urgent in. And though to different ranis And seiz'd the white-wing'd moment. Pleas'd to Responsive place belongs, yet equal spreads Destructive power (, a wise heroic prince ** The sheltering roof o'er all; while plenty flows Ev'n lent his aid. — Thrice happy ! did they know And glad contentment echoes round the whole Their happiness, Britannia's bounded kings. Ye floods, descend! ye winds, confirming, blow! What though not theirs the boast, in dungeon Nor outward tempest, nor corrosive time, glooms
Nought but the felon undermining hand
The Contents of Part V. veral changes of wind.
The author addresses the goddess of Liberty, nant
. | Rapin, in his History of England. -“ The ing the happiness and grandeur of Great Britain 3d of November the fleet entered the Channel, as arising from her influence. She resurnes bet and lay between Calais and Dover, to stay for the discourse, and points out the chief virtues to ships that were behind. Here the Prince called a
are necessary to maintain her establishment there. council of war. It is not easy to imagine what a Recommends, as its last ornament and finishing glorious show the fleet made. Five or six hundred sciences, fine arts, and public works. There ships in so narrow a channel, and both the English couragement of these urged from the example di and French shores covered with numberless specta France, though under a despotic government tors, are no common sight. For my part, who was then on board the feet, I own it struck me times, given by the goddess of Liberty : this de.extremely.”
by the author, as it passes in vision before The Prince placed himself in the main body, him. carrying a flag with English colours, and their highnesses' arms surrounded with this motto: Here interposing, as the goddess paus'd !“ The Protestant Religion and the Liberties of “ Oh, blest Britannia ! in thy presence blest, England;" and underneath the motto of the House Thou guardian of mankind! whence spring, alene, of Nassau, Je Maintiendrai, I will maintain. All human grandeur, happiness, and fame: Rapin.
For toil, by thee protected, feels no pain; $ The English fleet.
The poor man's lot with milk and honey flows; i The king's army:
And, gilded with thy rays, ev'n death koks gay. By the bill of rights, and the act of succes. Let other lands the potent blessings box ist sion.
Of more exalting suns.
Let Asia's woods, ** William III.
Untended, yield the vegetable fleece:
BEING THE FIFTH PART OF
And let the little insect-artist form,
And English merit hers; where meet, combin'd, On higher life intent, its silken tomh.
Whate'er high fancy, sound judicious thought, Let wondering rocks, in radiant birth, disclose An ample generous heart, undrooping soul, The various-tinctur'd children of the Sun.
And firm tenacious valour can bestow. From the prone beam let more delicious fruits Great nurse of fruits, of flocks, of commerce, she ! A flavour drink, that in one piercing taste
Great nurse of men! By thee, O goddess, taught, Bids each combine. Let Gallic vineyards burst Her old renown I trace, disclose her source With floods of joy ; with mild balsamic juice Of wealth, of grandeur, and to Britons sing The Tuscan olive. Let Arabia breathe
A strain the Muses never touch'd before. Her spicy gales, her vital gums distil.
“ But how shall this thy mighty kingdom stand ? Turbid with gold let southern rivers flow :
On what unyielding base ? how finish'd shine ?" And orient floods draw soft, o'er pearls, their maze. At this her eye, collecting all its fire, Let Afric vaunt her treasures ; let Peru
Beam'd more than human; and her aweful voice, Deep in her bowels her own ruin breed,
Majestic, thus she rais'd“ To Britons bear The yellow traitor that her bliss betray'd, - This closing strain, and with intenser note Unequallid bliss ! — and to unequall'd rage !
Loud let it sound in their awaken'd ear.
Becomes, a circling junto of the great,
To mask their rapine, and to share the prey.
What are without it senates, save a face Unnumber'd flocks : she weaves the fleecy robe,
Of consultation deep and reason free, That wraps the nations : she to lusty droves, While the determin'd voice and heart are sold ? The richest pasture spreads; and, hers, deep-wave
What boasted freedom, save a sounding name? Autumnal seas of pleasing plenty round.
And what election, but a market vile These her delights : and by no baneful herb, Of slaves self-barter'd? Virtue! without thee, No darting tiger, no grim lion's glare,
There is no ruling eye, no nerve, in states ;
Rapine and guile and violence break loose,
Man hates the face of man, and Indian woods
Of British Freedom : independent life;
Supreme, a passion for the common-weal. [gift, Where swarm the finny race? Thee, chief, o “ Hail! Îndependence, hail !: Heaven's next best Thames !
To that of life and an immortal soul ! On whose each tide, glad with returning sails, The life of life! that to the banquet high Flows in the mingled harvest of mankind ? And sober meal gives taste; to the bow'd roof And thee, thou Severn, whose prodigious swell, Fair-dream'd repose, and to the cottage charms And waves, resounding, imitate the main ? Of public freedom, hail, thou secret source ! Why need I name her deep capacious ports, Whose streams, from every quarter confluent, form That point around the world ? and why her seas ? My better Nile, that nurses human life. All ocean is her own, and every land
By rills from thee deduc'd, irriguous, fed, To whom her ruling thunder ocean bears. The private field looks gay, with Nature's wealth She too the mineral feeds : th' obedient lead, Abundant flows, and blooms with each delight The warlike iron, nor the peaceful less,
That Nature craves.
Its happy master there, Forming of life art-civiliz'd the bond;
The only freeman, walks his pleasing round: And what the Tyrian merchant sought of old, Sweet-featur'd Peace attending ; fearless Truth ; Not dreaming then of Britain's brighter fame. Firm Resolution ; Goodness, blessing all She rears to freedom an undaunted race:
That can rejoice; Contentinent, surest friend; Compatriot, zealous, hospitable, kind,
And, still fresh stores from Nature's book deriv'd, Hers the warm Cambrian : hers the lofty Scot, Philosophy, companion ever new. To hardship tam'd, active in arts and arms, These cheer his rural, and sustain or fire, Fir'd with a restless, an impatient fame,
When into action call’d, his busy hours. Tluat leads him raptur'd where ambition calls : Meantime true judging moderate desires,
Economy and taste, combin'd, direct • Tin.
His clear affairs, and from debauching fiends
Secure his little kingdom. Nor can those The guardian public; every face they see,
As in familiar life, the villain's fate
At this arrives, I the devoted race
“ But, ah, too little known to modern times! And drain'd by wants to nature all unknown, Be not the noblest passion past unsung; A wandering, tasteless, gaily wretched train, That ray peculiar from unbounded lore Though rich, are beggars, and though noble, slaves. Effus'd, which kindles the heroic soul : “ Lo! damn'd to wealth, at what a gross ex- Devotion to the public. Glorious flame! pense
Celestial ardour! in what unknown worlds, They purchase disappointment, pain, and shame, Profusely scatter'd through the blue immense, Instead of hearty hospitable cheer.
Hast thou been blessing myriads, since in Rome, See! how the hall with brutal riot flows;
Old virtuous Rome, so many deathless names While in the foaming flood, fermenting, steep'd, From thee their lustre drew? since, taught by thee, The country maddens into party-rage.
Their poverty put splendour to the blush, Mark! those disgraceful piles of wood and stone ; Pain grew luxurious, and ev'n death delight? Those parks and gardens, where, his haunts be- 0, wilt thou ne'er, in thy long period, look, trimm'a,
With blaze direct, on this my last retreat ? And Nature by presumptuous art oppress'd,
“ 'Tis not enough, from self right understood The woodland genius mourns. See! the full board Reflected, that thy rays inflame the heart : That streams disgust, and bowls that give no joy : Though Virtue not disdains appeals to self, No truth invited there, to feed the mind;
Dreads not the trial : all her joys are true, Nor wit, the wine rejoicing reason quaffs.
Nor is there any real joy save hers. Hark! how the dome with insolence resounds, Far less the tepid, the declaiming race, With those retain'd by vanity to scare
Foes to corruption, to its wages friends, Repose and friends. To tyrant fashion mark Or those whom private passions for awhile, The costly worship paid, to the broad gaze
Beneath my standard list, can they suffice Of fools. From still delusive day to day,
To raise and fix the glory of my reign? Led an eternal round of lying hope,
“ An active flood of universal love See ! self-abandon'd, how they roam adrift, Must swell the breast. First, in effusion wide, Dash'd o'er the town, a miserable wreck!
The restless spirit roves creation round, Then to adorn some warbling eunuch turn’d, And seizes every being : stronger then With Midas' ears they crowd; or to the buzz It tends to life, whate'er the kindred search Of masquerade unblushing ; or, to show
Of bliss allies: then, more collected still, Their scorn of Nature, at the tragic scene
It urges human-kind : a passion grown, They mirthful sit, or prove the comic true.
At last, the central parent-public calls But, chief, behold! around the rattling board, Its utmost effort forth, awakes each sense, The civil robbers rang'd; and ev'n the fair, The comely, grand, and tender. Without this, The tender fair, each sweetness laid aside,
This aweful pant, shook from sublimer powers As fierce for plunder as all-licens'd troops
Than those of self, this heaven-infus'd deligts, In some sack'd city. Thus dissolv'd their wealth, This moral gravitation, rushing prone Without one generous luxury dissolv'd,
To press the public good, my system soon, Or quarter'd on it many a needless want,
Traverse, to several selfish centres drawn, At the throng'd levee bends the venal tribe : Will reel to ruin : while for ever shut With fair but faithless smiles each varnish'd o'er, Stand the bright portals of desponding Fame. Each sinooth as those that mutually deceive,
“ From sordid self shoot up no shining deeds, And for their falsehood each despising each ; None of those ancient lights, that gladden Earthing Till shook their patron by the wintery winds, Give grace to being, and arouse the brave Wide flies the wither'd shower, and leaves him bare. To just ambition, virtue's quickening fire ! 0, far superior Afric's sable sons,
Life tedious grows, an idly-bustling round,
The poor historic page ; till kindly comes
To live was glory then ! and charın'd mankind And other Cæsars rose. Determin'd, hold Through the deep periods of devolving time, Your independence! for, that once destroy'd, Those, raptur'd, copy! these, astonish'd, read. Unfounded, freedom is a morning dream,
“ True, a corrupted state, with every vice That Aits aërial from the spreading eye.
And every meanness foul, this passion damps “ Forbid it, Heaven! that ever I need urge Who can, unshock’d, behold the cruel eye? Integrity in office on my sons !
The pale inveigling smile ? the ruffian front?
The wretch abandon'd to relentless self,
Powers not of God, assiduous to corrupt?
The fell deputed tyrant, who devours
The poor and weak, at distance from redress ? * Employ'd) might make the smiling public rear
Leaves starv'd each work of dignity and use.
“I paint the worst. But should these times By deeds, a horrour to mankind, prepar'd,
arrive, As were the dregs of Romulus of old ?
If any nobler passion yet remain, Who these indeed can undetesting see !
Let all my sons all parties fling aside, But who unpitying? To the generous eye
Despise their nonsense, and together join ; Distress is virtue! and, though self-betray'd, Let worth and virtue, scorning low despair, A people struggling with their fate must rouse Exerted full, from every quiver shine, The bero's throb. Nor can a land, at once, Commix'd in heighten'd blaze. Light flash'd to Be lost to virtue quite. How glorious then !
light, Fit luxury for gods ! to save the good,
Moral, or intellectual, more intense Protect the feeble, dash bold vice aside,
By giving glows. As on pure Winter's eve, Depress the wicked, and restore the frail.
Gradual, the stars effulge; fainter, at first, Posterity, besides, the young are pure,
They, straggling, rise ; but when the radiant host, And sons may tinge their father's cheek with shame. In thick profusion pour’d, shine out immense, “ Should then the times arrive (which Heaven Each casting vivid influence on each, avert!)
From pole to pole a glittering deluge plays, That Britons bend unnerv'd, not by the force And worlds above rejoice, and men below. )f arms, more generous, and more anly, quellid, “ But why to Britons this superfluous strain ? But by corruption's soul-dejecting arts,
Good-nature, honest truth ev'n somewhat blunt, irts impudent! and gross ! by their own gold, Of crooked baseness an indignant scorn, n part bestow'd, to bribe them to give all. A zeal unyielding in their country's cause, Vith party raging, or immers’d in sloth,
And ready bounty, wont to dwell with them hould they Britannia's well-fought laurels yield Nor only wont - Wide o'er the land diffus'd, o slily-conquering Gaul ; ev'n from her brow In many a blest retirement still they dwell. et her own naval oak be basely torn,
“ To softer prospect turn we now the view, ly such as tremble at the stiffening gale,
To laurel'd science, arts, and public works, .nd nerveless sink while others sing rejoic'd. That lend my finish'd fabric comely pride, por (darker prospect! scarce one gleam behind Grandeur, and grace. Of sullen genius he! Visclosing) should the broad corruptive plague Curs'd by the Muses! by the Graces loath'd ! breathe from the city to the farthest hut,
Who deems beneath the public's high regard 'hat sits serene within the forest shade ;
These last enlivening touches of my reign. 'he fever'd people fire, inflame their wants, However puff d with power, and gorg'd
with wealth, and their luxurious thirst, so gathering rage, A nation be; let trade enormous rise, 'hat, were a buyer found, they stand prepar'd Let East and South their mingled treasure pour, o sell their birthright for a cooling draught. Till, swell’d impetuous, the corrupting flood hould shameless pens for plain corruption plead; Burst o'er the city, and devour the land : be hir'd assassins of the commonweal!
Yet these neglected, these recording arts, eem'd the declaiming rant of Greece and Rome, Wealth rots, a nuisance; and, oblivious sunk, would public virtue grow the public scoff, That nation must another Carthage lie. ill private, failing, staggers through the land : If not by them, on monumental brass, ill round the city loose mechanic want,
On sculptur'd marble, on the deathless page, fire-prowling nightly, makes the cheerful haunts Imprest, renown had left no trace behind : f men more hideous than Numidian wilds, In vain, to future times, the sage had thought, or from its fury sleeps the vale in peace ;
The legislator plann'd, the hero found nd murders, horrours, perjuries abound:
A beauteous death, the patriot toil'd in vain. ay, till to lowest deeds the highest stoop; Th' awarders they of Fame's immortal wreath, be rich, like starving wretches, thirst for gold ; They rouse ambition, they the mind exalt, nd those, on whom the vernal showers of Heaven Give great ideas, lovely forms infuse, Il-bounteous fall, and that prime lot bestow, Delight the general eye, and, drest by them, power to live to Nature and themselves,
The moral Venus glows with double charms. i sick attendance wear their anxious days,
“ Science, my close associate, still attends 'ith fortune, joyless, and with honours, mean. Where'er I go. Sometimes, in simple guise, 'eantime, perhaps, profusion flows around, She walks the furrow with the consul swain, be waste of war, without the works of peace ; Whispering unletter'd wisdom to the heart, o mark of millions, in the gulph absorpt
Direct; or, sometimes, in the pompous robe funcreating vice, none but the rage
Of fancy drest, she charms Athenian wits, frous'd corruption still demanding more. And a whole sapient city round her burns. hat very portion, which (by faithful skill
Then o'er her brow Minerva's terrours nod;
With Xenophon, sometimes, in dire extremes, • Lord Molesworth, in his account of Denmark, She breathes deliberate soul, and makes retreut + 95:“ It is observed, that in limited monarchies Unequall'd glory; with the Theban sage, ad commonwealths, a neighbourhood to the seat of Epaminondas, first and best of men ! le government is advantageous to the subjects; hile the distant provinces are less thriving, and + The famous retreat of the Ten Thousand was sore liable to oppression."
chiefly conducted by Xenophon.