That all thy full-blown joys at once should fade Was his most righteous will, and be that will obey'd. XIX. Would thy fond love his grace to her controul, And in thefe low abodes of fin and pain Her pure, exalted foul Unjustly for thy partial good detain ? That heav'nly radiance of eternal light, Is every mortal bliss; Ev'n love itself, if rifing by degrees No feet but those of harden'd Guilt fhall miss. There Death himself thy Lucy shall restore, There yield up all his pow'r e'er to divide you more. VERSES VERSES Making PART of an EPITAPH on the fame L A D Y. By the Same. ADE to engage all hearts, and charm all eyes Tho' meek, magnanimous ; tho' witty, wife; Polite, as all her life in courts had been; Yet good, as fhe the world had never seen; With gentle female tenderness combin❜d. VOL. II. G ON ΟΝ ΤΗΕ ABUSE of TRAVELLING. A CANT O, In IMITATION of SPENSER. By GILBERT WEST, Esq; The ARGUMEN T. With fhow of foreign pleasures all, W I. ISE was that Spartan Law-giver of old, Who rais'd on Virtue's base his well-built ftate, Exiling from her walls barbaric gold, With all the mischiefs that upon it wait, And the distinctions proud of rich and poor, among brethren kindle foul debate, And teach Ambition, that to Fame would soar, To the false lure of wealth her stooping wing to low'r. II. Yet II. Yet would Corruption foon have entrance found, And all his boasted schemes eftfoon decay'd, Had not he cast a pow'rful circle round, And ineffectual his foul engines made: This was, to weet, that politic command, To learn deceitful arts, and science contraband. · III. Yet had the ancient world her courts and schools; Great Kings and Courtiers civil and refin'd; IV. But what accomplishments, what arts polite, Did the young Spartan want his deeds to grace, The glare of manners false, and mimic pride? All homely as she was, that for her oft they dy'd? a V. And footh it is (with rev'rence may ye hear, The strong affection which true patriots bear So that they may not her defects efpy, b Ne other paragone may ever find, But gazing on her with an aweful eye |