Thus weeping urges weeping on; Then let these useless streams be staid; If 'tis a rugged path you go, And thousand foes your steps surround, The hardest fight is highest crown'd. FEW HAPPY MATCHES. SAY, mighty Love, and teach my song, Whose yielding hearts, and joining hands, Not the wild herd of nymphs and swains As custom leads the way; If there be bliss without design, Ivies and oaks may grow and twine, Not sordid souls of earthly mould, So two rich mountains of Peru May rush to wealthy marriage too, Not the mad tribe that hell inspires On Ætna's top let Furies wed, Nor the dull pairs whose marble forms With osiers for their bands. Not minds of melancholy strain, Can the dear bondage bless; From two old lutes with ne'er a string, Nor can the soft enchantments hold Samson's young foxes might as well Nor let the cruel fetters bind For love abhors the sight; Two kindest souls alone must meet; Bright Venus on her rolling throne August, 1701. TO DAVID POLHILL, ESQ. AN EPISTLE. LET useless souls to woods retreat; Nor Kent,1 nor Sussex,1 should have charms, While liberty, with loud alarms, Calls you to counsels and to arms. Lewis, by fawning slaves ador'd, Bids you receive a base-born lord; 2 8 Factions amongst the Britons rise, A vote decides the blind debate; 1 His country-seat and dwelling. 2 The Pretender, proclaimed King in France. 8 The Parliament. The bold machine1 is form'd and join'd Your grandsire shades, with jealous eye, If Trevia 2 fear to let you stand THE CELEBRATED VICTORY OF THE POLES OVER OSMAN, THE TURKISH TRANSLATED FROM CASIMIRE, B. IV. OD. 4, WITH LARGE ADDITIONS. GADOR, the old, the wealthy, and the strong, 1 The bill against occasional conformity. 2 Mrs. Polhill, of the family of the Lord Trevor. 3 Mr. Polhill was one of those five zealous gentlemen who presented the famous Kentish petition to the parliament, in the reign of King William, to hasten their supplies in order to support the king in his war with France. |