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THE PATRON	A
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A Borough Bailiff who to law was train'd	B
A wife and sons in decent state maintain'd	B
He had his way in life's rough ocean steer'd	C
And many a rock and coast of danger clear'd	C
He saw where others fail'd and care had he	D
Others in him should not such feelings see	D
His sons in various busy states were placed	E
And all began the sweets of gain to taste	E
Save John the younger who of sprightly parts	F
Felt not a love for money making arts	F
In childhood feeble he for country air	G
Had long resided with a rustic pair	G
All round whose room were doleful ballads songs	H
Of lovers' sufferings and of ladies' wrongs	H
Of peevish ghosts who came at dark midnight	I
For breach of promise guilty men to fright	I
Love marriage murder were the themes with	J
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these	K
All that on idle ardent spirits seize	K
Robbers at land and pirates on the main	L
Enchanters foil'd spells broken giants slain	L
Legends of love with tales of halls and bowers	M
Choice of rare songs and garlands of choice	N
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flowers	M
And all the hungry mind without a choice devours	M
From village children kept apart by pride	O
With such enjoyments and without a guide	O
Inspired by feelings all such works infused	P
John snatch'd a pen and wrote as he perused	P
With the like fancy he could make his knight	I
Slay half a host and put the rest to flight	I
With the like knowledge he could make him ride	O
From isle to isle at Parthenissa's side	O
And with a heart yet free no busy brain	L
Form'd wilder notions of delight and pain	L
The raptures smiles create the anguish of disdain	L
Such were the fruits of John's poetic toil	Q
Weeds but still proofs of vigour in the soil	Q
He nothing purposed but with vast delight	I
Let Fancy loose and wonder'd at her flight	I
His notions of poetic worth were high	R
And of his own still hoarded poetry	D
These to his father's house he bore with pride	O
A miser's treasure in his room to hide	O
Till spurr'd by glory to a reading friend	S
He kindly show'd the sonnets he had penn'd	S
With erring judgment though with heart sincere	T
That friend exclaim'd 'These beauties must appear	T
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In magazines they claim'd their share of fame	U
Though undistinguish'd by their author's name	U
And with delight the young enthusiast found	V
The muse of Marcus with applauses crown'd	V
This heard the father and with some alarm	W
'The boy ' said he 'will neither trade nor farm	W
He for both law and physic is unfit	X
Wit he may have but cannot live on wit	X
Let him his talents then to learning give	Y
Where verse is honour'd and where poets live '	-
John kept his terms at college unreproved	X
Took his degree and left the life he loved	X
Not yet ordain'd his leisure he employ'd	X
In the light labours he so much enjoy'd	X
His favourite notions and his daring views	Z
Were cherish'd still and he adored the Muse	Z
'A little time and he should burst to light	X
And admiration of the world excite	X
And every friend now cool and apt to blame	U
His fond pursuit would wonder at his fame '	-
When led by fancy and from view retired	X
He call'd before him all his heart desired	X
'Fame shall be mine then wealth shall I possess	A2
And beauty next an ardent lover bless	A2
For me the maid shall leave her nobler state	X
Happy to raise and share her poet's fate '	-
He saw each day his father's frugal board	X
With simple fare by cautious prudence stored	X
Where each indulgence was foreweigh'd with care	G
And the grand maxims were to save and spare	G
Yet in his walks his closet and his bed	X
All frugal cares and prudent counsels fled	X
And bounteous Fancy for his glowing mind	X
Wrought various scenes and all of glorious kind	X
Slaves of the ring and lamp what need of you	B2
When Fancy's self such magic deeds can do	B2
Though rapt in visions of no vulgar kind	X
To common subjects stoop'd our poet's mind	X
And oft when wearied with more ardent flight	X
He felt a spur satiric song to write	X
A rival burgess his bold Muse attack'd	X
And whipp'd severely for a well known fact	X
For while he seem'd to all demure and shy	R
Our poet gazed at what was passing by	R
And e'en his father smiled when playful wit	X
From his young bard some haughty object hit	X
From ancient times the borough where they dwelt	X
Had mighty contests at elections felt	X
Sir Godfrey Ball 'tis true had held in pay	C2
Electors many for the trying day	C2
But in such golden chains to bind them all	D2
Required too much for e'en Sir Godfrey Ball	D2
A member died and to supply his place	E2
Two heroes enter'd for th' important race	E2
Sir Godfrey's friend and Earl Fitzdonnel's son	A
Lord Frederick Darner both prepared to run	A
And partial numbers saw with vast delight	X
Their good young lord oppose the proud old knight	X
Our poet's father at a first request	X
Gave the young lord his vote and interest	X
And what he could our poet for he stung	F2
The foe by verse satiric said and sung	F2
Lord Frederick heard of all this youthful zeal	G2
And felt as lords upon a canvass feel	G2
He read the satire and he saw the use	H2
That such cool insult and such keen abuse	H2
Might on the wavering minds of voting men produce	H2
Then too his praises were in contrast seen	I2
'A lord as noble as the knight was mean '	-
'I much rejoice ' he cried 'such worth to find	X
To this the world must be no longer blind	X
His glory will descend from sire to son	A
The Burns of English race the happier Chatterton '	-
Our poet's mind now hurried and elate	X
Alarm'd the anxious parent for his fate	X
Who saw with sorrow should their friend succeed	X
That much discretion would the poet need	X
Their friends succeeded and repaid the zeal	G2
The Poet felt and made opposers feel	G2
By praise from lords how soothing and how sweet	X
An invitation to his noble seat	X
The father ponder'd doubtful if the brain	L
Of his proud boy such honour could sustain	L
Pleased with the favours offer'd to a son	A
But seeing dangers few so ardent shun	A
Thus when they parted to the youthful breast	X
The father's fears were by his love impress'd	X
'There will you find my son the courteous ease	K
That must subdue the soul it means to please	K
That soft attention which e'en beauty pays	J2
To wake our passions or provoke our praise	J2
There all the eye beholds will give delight	X
Where every sense is flatter'd like the sight	X
This is your peril can you from such scene	I2
Of splendour part and feel your mind serene	I2
And in the father's humble state resume	K2
The frugal diet and the narrow room '	-
To this the youth with cheerful heart replied	X
Pleased with the trial but as yet untried	X
And while professing patience should he fail	L2
He suffered hope o'er reason to prevail	L2
Impatient by the morning mail conveyed	X
The happy guest his promised visit paid	X
And now arriving at the Hall he tried	X
For air composed serene and satisfied	X
As he had practised in his room alone	M2
And there acquired a free and easy tone	M2
There he had said 'Whatever the degree	D
A man obtains what more than man is he '	-
And when arrived 'This room is but a room	K2
Can aught we see the steady soul o'ercome	K2
Let me in all a manly firmness show	N2
Upheld by talents and their value know '	-
This reason urged but it surpassed his skill	O2
To be in act as manly as in will	O2
When he his Lordship and the Lady saw	P2
Brave as he was he felt oppress'd with awe	Q2
And spite of verse that so much praise had won	A
The poet found he was the Bailiff's son	A
But dinner came and the succeeding hours	M
Fix'd his weak nerves and raised his failing	R2
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powers	M
Praised and assured he ventured once or twice	S2
On some remark and bravely broke the ice	S2
So that at night reflecting on his words	T2
He found in time he might converse with lords	U2
Now was the Sister of his Patron seen	I2
A lovely creature with majestic mien	I2
Who softly smiling while she looked so fair	G
Praised the young poet with such friendly air	G
Such winning frankness in her looks express'd	X
And such attention to her brother's guest	X
That so much beauty join'd with speech so kind	X
Raised strong emotions in the poet's mind	X
Till reason fail'd his bosom to defend	X
From the sweet power of this enchanting friend	X
Rash boy what hope t	D

George Crabbe

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