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Whose mild vibrations foothe the párted foui,
New to the dawning of celestial day.
Hence through her nourish'd powers, enlarg'd by thee,
She springs aloft, with elevated pride,
Above the tangling mass of low desires,
That bind the fluttering crowd ; and, angel-wing'd,
The heights of science and of virtue gains, 1740
Where all is calm and clear; with Nature round,
Or in the starry regions, or th' abyss,
To Reason's and to Fancy's eye display'd :
Tlie First up-tracing, from the dreary void,
The chain of causes and effects to Him,
The world-producing Effence, who alone
Possesses being; while the Last receives
The whole magnificence of heaven and earth,
And every beauty, delicate or bold,
Obvious or more remote, with livelier sense, 1750
Diffusive painted on the rapid mind.
Tutor’d by thee, hence Poetry exalts
Her voice to ages; and informs the page
With music, image, fentiment, and thought,
Never to die! the treasure of mankind !
1795 Their highest honour, and their truest joy!
Without thee what were unenlighten'd man ? A favage roaming through the woods and wilds, In quest of prey; and with th' unfashion'd furr Rough-clad; devoid of every finer art,
1760 And elegance of life. Nor happiness Domestic, mix'd of tenderness and care, Nor moral excellence, nor social bliss,
Nor guardian law were his; nor various skill
To turn the furrow, or to guide the tool 1765
Mechanic; nor the heaven-conducted prow
Of navigation bold, that fearless braves
The burning line, or dares the wintery pole ;
Mother severe of infinite delights!
Nothing, fave rapine, indolence, and guile, 1770
And woes on woes, a still-revolving train!
Whose horrid circle had made human life
Than non-existence worse : but, taught by thee,
Ours are the plans of policy and peace;
To live like brothers, and conjunctive all 1775
Embellish life. While thus laborious crowds
Ply the tough oar, Philosophy directs
The ruling helm; or like the liberal breath
potent heaven, invisible, the fail Swells out, and bears th' inferior world along. 1780
Nor to this evanescent fpeck of earth
Poorly confin’d, the radiant tracts on high
Are her exalted range; intent to gaze
Creation through; and, from that full complex
Of never-ending wonders, to conceive
Of the Sole Being right, who spoke the Word,
And Nature mov'd complete. With inward view,
Thence on th' ideal kingdom swift she turns
Her eye; and instant, at her powerful glance,
Th' obedient phantoms vanish or appear;
1790 Compound, divide, and into order shift, Each to his rank, from plain perception up 'To the fair forms of Fancy's fleeting train :
To reason then, deducing truth from truth;
And notion quite abstract; where first begins
The world of spirits, action all, and life
Unfetterd, and unmixt. But here the cloud,
So wills Eternal Providence, sits deep.
Enough for us to know that this dark state,
In wayward passions loft, and vain pursuits,
This Infancy of Being, cannot prove
The final issue of the works of God,
By boundless Love and perfect Wisdom formid,
And ever rising with the rising mind.
The subject proposed. Addressed to Mr. Onslow. A
prospect of the fields ready for harvest. Reflections in praise of industry raised by that view. Reaping. A tale relative to it. A harvest-storm. Shooting and hunting, their barbarity. A ludicrous account of fox-hunting. A view of an orchard. Wall-fruit. A vineyard. A description of fogs, frequent in the latter part of Autumn : whence a digression, enquiring into the rise of fountains and rivers. Birds of season considered, that now shift their habitation. The prodigious number of them that cover the northern and western illes of Scotland. Hence a view of the country. A prospect of the discoloured, fading woods. After a gentle dusky day, moon-light. Autumnal meteors. Morning : to which succeeds a calm, pure, sun-fhiny day, such as usually shuts up the season. The harvest being gathered-in, the country diffolved in joy. The whole concludes with
a panegyric on a philosophical country life. C IROWN'D with the fickle and the wheaten theaf,
While Autumn, nodding o'er the yellow plain, Comes jovial on; the Doric reed once more,
Well pleas'd, I tune. Whate'er the Wintery frost
Nitrous prepard; the various-blossom’d Spring 5
Put in white promise forth; and Summer suns
Concocted strong, rush boundless now to view,
Full, perfect all, and swell my glorious theme.
Onslow ! the Muse, ambitious of thy name,
To grace, inspire, and dignify her song,
Would from the Public Voice thy gentle ear
A while engage. Thy noble care she knows,
The patriot virtues that distend thy thought,
Spread on thy front, and in thy bofom glow;
While listening fenates hang upon thy tongue,
Devolving through the maze of eloquence
A roll of periods sweeter than her fung.
But she too pants for public virtue ; she,
Though weak of power, yet strong in ardent will,
Whene'er her country rushes on her heart,
Assumes a bolder note, and fondly tries
To mix the patriot's with the poet's flame.
When the bright Virgin gives the beauteous days,
And Libra weighs in equal scales the year;
From heaven's high cope the fierce effulgence shook 25
Of parting summer, a serener blue,
With golden light enliven'd, wide invests
The happy world. Attemper'd suns arise,
Sweet-beam'd, and shedding oft through lucid clouds
A pleasing calm; while broad, and brown, below 30
Extensive harvests hang the heavy head.
Rich, filent, deep, they ftand; for not a gale
Rolls its light billows o'er the bending plain :