Before the cruel Council let her ftand, Press the dear ghaftly Head with pitying Hand, Forgive the Muse, if haply fhe commend A Theme ill-chofen to her skilful Friend; Yet boldly owns an eager wish to see 475 The just emotions of her grateful Pride, Nor fhall her focial Love in filence hide 480 When thy quick Pencil pours upon her fight When her SERENA learns from thee to live, 485 And please by every charm that life can give. Thou haft imparted to th' ideal Fair Yet more than Beauty's bloom, and Youth's attractive air; For in thy ftudious Nymph th' enamour'd Eye May, thro' her breast, her gentle Heart defcry; 490 See the fond thoughts, that o'er her Fancy roll, And Sympathy's foft fwell, that fills her foul. But But happier Bards, who boast a higher claim, Oh! let the Sifters, who, with friendly aid, 495 And double luftre from that union gain! Not that my Verfe, adventurous, would pretend To point each varied fubject to my Friend; 500 Far nobler guides their better aid supply : And pours, in floods of fupernatural light, Each brilliant Being that he calls to view : Wrapt in the gloomy storm, or rob'd in light, 510 Boldly o'erleaping, in the great design, 515 The bounds of Nature, with a Guide divine. VOL. I. E Let Let MILTON's felf, conductor of thy way, In Colours, like his Verfe, fublimely strong, See MICHAEL drawn, by many a skilful Hand, As fuits the Leader of the Seraph-Band! But oh! how poor the proftrate SATAN lies, * 520 526 How chang'd from him who leads the dire debate, 530 In light terrific let the Flash difplay His Pride, ftill proof against almighty Sway: Tho' vanquifh'd, yet immortal, let his Eye 'The Lightning's flame, the Thunder's bolt defy, Ver. 523. See NO TE LVI. 535 And And ftill, with Looks of Execration, dare To these great Lords of Fancy's wide domain, That o'er the human Soul unquestion'd reign, Thy rival Pencil and congenial Mind. 540 Yet O! let Friendship, ere the Verse she close, 545 The fanguine wishes of her heart express, May Health and Joy, in happiest union join'd, Thy Judgment active, and thy Fancy free! May thy juft Country, while thy bold defign 555 Gaze on the martial Group with dear delight! May Youth and Valour, kindling at the fight, 560 O'er the bright Tints with Admiration lean, And catch new Virtue from the moral Scene! |