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Thrice hath the spring beheld thy faded fame	A
Since I exulting grasp'd the tuneful shell	B
Eager through endless years to sound thy name	A
Proud that my memory with thine should dwell	B
How hast thou stain'd the splendor of my choice	C
Those godlike forms which hover'd round thy voice	C
Laws freedom glory whither are they flown	D
What can I now of thee to time report	E
Save thy fond country made thy impious sport	E
Her fortune and her hope the victims of thy own	D
There are with eyes unmov'd and reckless heart	F
Who saw thee from thy summit fall thus low	G
Who deem'd thy arm extended but to dart	F
The public vengeance on thy private foe	G
But spite of every gloss of envious minds	H
The owl ey'd race whom Virtue's lustre blinds	H
Who sagely prove that each man hath his price	I
I still believ'd thy aim from blemish free	J
I yet even yet believe it spite of thee	J
And all thy painted pleas to greatness and to vice	I
Thou didst not dream of Liberty decay'd	K
Nor wish to make her guardian laws more strong	L
But the rash many first by thee misled	M
Bore thee at length unwillingly along ''	N
Rise from your sad abodes ye curst of old	O
For faith deserted or for cities sold	O
Own here one untry'd unexampled deed	P
One mystery of shame from Curio learn	Q
To beg the infamy he did not earn	Q
And scape in Guilt's disguise from Virtue's offer'd meed	P
For saw we not that dangerous power avow'd	P
Whom freedom oft hath found her mortal bane	R
Whom public Wisdom ever strove to exclude	P
And but with blushes suffereth in her train	R
Corruption vaunted her bewitching spoils	S
O'er court o'er senate spread in pomp her toils	S
And call'd herself the states directing soul	T
Till Curio like a good magician try'd	P
With Eloquence and Reason at his side	P
By strength of holier spells the inchantress to control	T
Soon with thy country's hope thy fame extends	U
The rescued merchant oft thy words resounds	U
Thee and thy cause the rural hearth defends	U
His bowl to thee the grateful sailor crowns	U
The learn'd recluse with awful zeal who read	P
Of Grecian heroes Roman patriots dead	P
Now with like awe doth living merit scan	V
While he whom virtue in his blest retreat	P
Bade social ease and public passions meet	P
Ascends the civil scene and knows to be a man	V
At length in view the glorious end appear'd	P
We saw thy spirit through the senate reign	R
And Freedom's friends thy instant omen heard	P
Of laws for which their fathers bled in vain	R
Wak'd in the strife the public Genius rose	U
More keen more ardent from his long repose	U
Deep through her bounds the city felt his call	W
Each crowded haunt was stirr'd beneath his power	X
And murmuring challeng'd the deciding hour	X
Of that too vast event the hope and dread of all	W
O ye good powers who look on human kind	P
Instruct the mighty moments as they roll	T
And watch the fleeting shapes in Curio's mind	P
And steer his passions steady to the goal	T
O Alfred father of the English name	A
O valiant Edward first in civil fame	A
O William height of public virtue pure	Y
Bend from your radiant seats a joyful eye	Z
Behold the sum of all your labours nigh	Z
Your plans of law complete your ends of rule secure	Y
'Twas then O shame O soul from faith estrang'd	P
O Albion oft to flattering vows a prey	A2
'Twas then Thy thought what sudden frenzy chang'd	P
What rushing palsy took thy strength away	A2
Is this the man in Freedom's cause approv'd	P
The man so great so honour'd so belov'd	P
Whom the dead envy'd and the living bless'd	P
This patient slave by tinsel bonds allur'd	P
This wretched suitor for a boon abjur'd	P
Whom those that fear'd him scorn that trusted him detest	P
O lost alike to action and repose	U
With all that habit of familiar fame	A
Sold to the mockery of relentless foes	U
And doom'd to exhaust the dregs of life in shame	A
To act with burning brow and throbbing heart	P
A poor deserter's dull exploded part	P
To slight the favour thou canst hope no more	B2
Renounce the giddy crowd the vulgar wind	P
Charge thy own lightness on thy country's mind	P
And from her voice appeal to each tame foreign shore	B2
But England's sons to purchase thence applause	U
Shall ne'er the loyalty of slaves pretend	P
By courtly passions try the public cause	U
Nor to the forms of rule betray the end	P
O race erect by manliest passions mov'd	P
The labours which to virtue stand approv'd	P
Prompt with a lover's fondness to survey	A2
Yet where Injustice works her wilful claim	A
Fierce as the flight of Jove's destroying flame	A
Impatient to confront and dreadful to repay	A2
These thy heart owns no longer In their room	C2
See the grave queen of pageants Honour dwell	B
Couch'd in thy bosom's deep tempestuous gloom	C2
Like some grim idol in a sorcerer's cell	B
Before her rites thy sickening reason flew	D2
Divine Persuasion from thy tongue withdrew	D2
While Laughter mock'd or Pity stole a sigh	Z
Can Wit her tender movements rightly frame	A
Where the prime function of the soul is lame	A
Can Fancy's feeble springs the force of Truth supply	Z
But come 'tis time strong Destiny impends	U
To shut thee from the joys thou hast betray'd	P
With princes fill'd the solemn fane ascends	U
By Infamy the mindful demon sway'd	P
There vengeful vows for guardian laws effac'd	P
From nations fetter'd and from towns laid waste	P
For ever through the spacious courts resound	P
There long posterity's united groan	D
And the sad charge of horrours not their own	D
Assail the giant chiefs and press them to the ground	P
In sight old Time imperious judge awaits	U
Above revenge or fear or pity just	P
He urgeth onward to those guilty gates	U
The great the sage the happy and august	P
And still he asks them of the hidden plan	V
Whence every treaty every war began	V
Evolves their secrets and their guilt proclaims	U
And still his hands despoil them on the road	P
Of each vain wreath by lying bards bestow'd	P
And crush their trophies huge and rase their sculptur'd names	U
Ye mighty shades arise give place attend	P
Here his eternal mansion Curio seeks	U
Low doth proud Wentworth to the stranger bend	P
And his dire welcome hardy Clifford speaks	U
He comes whom Fate with surer arts prepar'd	P
To accomplish all which we but vainly dar'd	P
Whom o'er the stubborn herd she taught to reign	R
Who sooth'd with gaudy dreams their raging power	X
Even to it's last irrevocable hour	X
Then baffled their rude strength and broke them to the chain ''	N
But ye whom yet wise Liberty inspires	U
Whom for her champions o'er the world she claims	U
That household godhead whom of old your sires	U
Sought in the woods of Elbe and bore to Thames	U
Drive ye this hostile omen far away	A2
Their own fell efforts on her foes repay	A2
Your wealth your arts your fame be her's alone	D
Still gird your swords to combat on her side	P
Still frame your laws her generous test to abide	P
And win to her def	Z

Mark Akenside

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