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F reservoirs, and their use; of draining fens,
and building bridges, cutting canals, repairing har-
bours, and stopping inundations, making rivers na-
vigable, building light-houses ; of agriculture, gar-
dening, and planting for the noblest uses; of com-
merce; of public roads ; of public buildings, viz.
squares, streets, manfions, palaces, courts of justice,
senate-houses, theatres, hospitals, churches, colleges,
the variety of worthies produced by the latter; of
colonies. The slave trade censured, &c.
GREAT Hope of Britain !-Here the Muse essays
A theme, which, to attempt alone, is praise.
Be Her's a zeal of Public Spirit known!
A princely zeal !-a spirit all your own!
Where never science beam'd a friendly ray,
Where one vast blank neglected Nature lay ;
From Public Spirit there, by arts employ'd,
Creation, varying, glads the cheerless void.
Hail arts, where safety, treasure and delight,
On land, on wave, in wond'rous works unite !
Those wond'rous works, O Muse, successive raise,
And point their worth, their dignity and praise !
What tho' no streams, magnificently play'd,
Rise a proud column, fall a grand cascade ;
Thronether pipes, which nobler use renowns,
Lo! du&tile riv'lets visit distant towns !
Now vanish fens, whence vapours rise no more,
Whofe agueifh influence tainted heav'n before.
The solid isthmus finks a wat'ry space,
And wonders, in new state, at naval grace.
Where the flood, deep'ning, rolls, or wide extends,
From road to road, yon arch, connective, bends.
Where ports were choak'd where mounds, in vain,
There harbours open, and there breaches close ;
To keels, obedient, spreads each liquid plain,
And bulwark moles repel the bost'rous main.
When the sunk sun no homeward fail befriends,
On the rock's brow the light-house kind ascends,
And from the shoaly, o'er the gulfy way,
Points to the pilot's eye the warning ray.
Count still, my Muse (to count what Muse can
The works of Public Spirit, freedom, peace !
By the mshall plants, in forests, reach the skies;
Then lose their leafy pride, and navies rise :
(Navies, which to invasive foes explain,
Heav'n throws not round us rocks and seas in vain,)
The fail of commerce in each sky aspires,
And property assures what toil acquires.
Who digs the mine or quarry, digs with glee ;
No flave !--His option and his gain are free:
Him the faine laws the same protection yield,
Who plows the furrow, as who owns the field,
Unlike, where tyranny the rod maintains O'er turfless, leafless, and uncultur'd plains,
Here herbs of food and physic plenty show'rs,
Gives fruits to blush, and colours various flow'rs.
Where sands or stony wilds once starv’d the year,
Laughs the green lawn, and nods the golden ear.
White shine the fleecy race, which fate shall doom
The feast of life, the treasure of the loom.
On plains now bare shall gardens wave their groves, While settling fongsters woo their feather'd loves. Where pathless woods no grateful openings knew, Walks
tempt the step, and vistas court the views
See the parterre confess expansive day;
elusive of the noon-tide ray.
Up yon green slope a length of terrace lies,
Whence gradual landscapes fade in diftant skies.
Now the blue lake reflected heav'n displays ;
Now darkens, regularly-wild, the maze.
Urns, obelisks, fanes, statues intervene;
Now center, now commence or end the scene.
Lo, proud alcoves ! lo, soft fequefter'd bow'rs!
Retreats of social, or of studious hours !
Rank above rank here shapely greens ascend;
There others natively-grotesque depend.
The rude, the delicate, immingled tell
How Art wou'd Nature, Nature, Art excell ;
And how, while these their rival charms impart,
Art brightens Nature, Nature brightens Art;
Thus in the various, yet harmonious space,
Blend order, fymmetry, and force, and grace.