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LONDON: Printed by NICHOLS, SON, and BENTLEY,
at Cicero's Head, Red Lion Passage, Fleet Street ;
and by PERTHES and Bessek, Hamburgh. 1816.
TO SYLVANUS URBAN:
The Author, EDWARD, Lord Thurlow.
Now Spring has Janc'd upon the bud. These are the deeds, which Angels love to ding meads,
see! And full-blown Summer led the graceful These are the men, whom Angels love to
[cronu! Vine.crowned Autumn tuu'd the joyous The blazing gates of Immortality reeds,
(fires. Fly ope, and Hallelujabs echo down : And limping Winter lights our house hold
By these communion is with Heaven made; What grateful custom asks, we gladly 'These holy men lift up to Heaven our pay,
state ; And follow Johnson * in his Latian song: These are the salt of earth; and, being If yet the Latian Muses keep away,
[date. To English toil let English Verse belong.
Shall find a palm and crown, that lacketh Verse, that can nourish Children's budding
but not for me to sing their sacred hope,
praise: Instruct the flowering Youth in Virtue's Thou, Urban, art among this holy quire : Teach Manhood with disastrous fate to
Thou lovest all upon good books to gaze, cope,
And with pure truth to satisfy desire. Aud please the honour'd Age, and light
The Muses weave a wreath, and weaving Such Verse, as is to Urban justly dear;
sing, Urban, who follows Phebus in his course;. Of laurels, that in wintry gardens sbine; Who wakes the rising, charms the closing And every verdaol branch of beauty bring, year,
And me they choose to make that gailand With knowledge,, that from truth derives
thine. Urban, who holds the keys of Learning's If then, Respected Sir, some leaves you gate,
see, Aud duly opes, with each succeeding moon,
Which ihe lamenting Muse hath interwove, The sacred lemple; never foued too late,
Yet are they leaves of immortality, And never judg'd by thirsty minds too
Though softly pluck'd within a mournful
grove: Where ail may drink of Wisdom's limpid Cypress, that never fades; to speak of stream,
(are more :
(crowald, The shepherd, and the man whose gifts
Whose pure fulfilled years with bliss are This fountain is for all : a liberal theme
And earthly grief, for e'en the pure have Of honest praise ; an ever-flowing store.
woes, Such works as Urban's, read in cottages,
With everlasting psalms and harpings With innocent delight instruct the mind :
drown'd; Such works as Urbaa's, read in palaces,
Standing before the sempiternal throne, ouch with a pure delight the more re
The children of most blessed light and fin'd.
[own, For there the Muses in full concord sing,
Whose virtues shall again become ihine Not seldom, to the poor and wealthy Beyond the power of Fate, or Time to
thong: Ah!wben sball Time that happy æra bring, These words the Muses bade me gently When Kings and Shepherds list alike the
Bade me their verdant lagrel to presentO, for a golded verse, to bless the heads,
Above all Roman fame, above all Greek, That open to the poor the sacred book!
Virtue alone is perfect argument. That guide the tender age, that feebly Laeken, near Brussels, treads,
Dec. 17, 1816. And tempt it on the holy page to look !
* Dr. Samuel Johnson, the glory of the last age, who wrote an Alcaick. Ode, in honour of Sylvanus Urban, whieh may be seen among his Latin Poems in vol, I. of bis works. See also the Gentleman's Magazine, vol. Vill. p. 156, or vol. LIV. p. 11.
“ Duc me, Parens, celsique dominator Poli,
Quocaoque placuil-nulla parendi mora est,
Ducunt volentem fata, nolentem trahuat."
E may confidently appeal to the pumerous Prefatory Addresses which bave jutroduced our Volumes for a boog series of Years, for the truth of the assertion, that the tone of our sentiments and the tevor of our language bave been invariably consistent and uniform ; vever too much elevated by the temporary advantages and prosperity of our Country, por pusillanimously depressed and dejected by any incidental mortifications and calainities. We have reposed our hopes and expectations, not presumptuously, but firmly, first in that gracious Providence whose universal influence we feel with grateful sensibility; and, secondly, in ihal natural magnanimity which has ever been the proud distinction of Englishnen, and we trust will contioue for ever. What! shall Britons, wav bave endured with patient fortitude, resisted with successful bravery, overcume with perscvering resolution, dificulties and dangers, almost unexampled in the page of History-shall we shrink appailed and disheartened by temporary pressures! Shall we be so far mis led by the clamours of the ignoraot, or the fallacious misrepresentations of the seditious, as to forfeit our Character, long and honourable sustained for loyalty, firmness, and courage :-Most surely not.-In the words of Shakespeare, “Let us play the men.”—Let us endure the present evils with resignation, and look forward wild cheerfuloess ad hope.
As the word “Equality" was the howl of the Demagogues of France, so is “ Reform” the popular catch word of our Modern Patriots.We also are staunch and avowed Advocates for Reform ; but not of that proposed Political alteration in a Constitution, which has remained for ages, like the Pyramids of Egypt, firm on its base, unshaken and goinjured by the War of Elements, and the Scythe of Time. We would commence, as more consistent with our habits and compatible with our views, with a Reform in Literature.- We would not bave ihe Press, which has so long eonstiluted the great Palladiurn of Britons, prostituted to base and upworthy purposes. We would not have it used to disseminate sedition, to make the poor discontented with the stations allotted to them by Providence, envious of their superiors, and ripe for perpetration of crimes. We would not have it enployed to mislead the credulous, and impose upon the ignorant, by ioclining them to believe that the temporary distresses to which all alike must bow, are occasioned, not by the interposition of Providence, but by the ambition, or the avarice, or the misconduct of their Rulers. We would not have this powerful and useful engine perverled from its design, by impressiog the er ropeous persuasion, that the benevolent spirit of lhe day, demonstrating itself by unparalleled effusions of the most public and most generous cha. rity that ever distinguished any Nation of The world, originates in selfish