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As a Tribute of Esteem and Admiration this Poem is inscribed to ROBERT MERRY Esq A M Member of the Royal Academy at Florence and Author of the Laurel of Liberty and the Della Crusca Poems	A
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O THOU to whom superior worth's allied	B
Thy Country's honour and the MUSES' pride	B
Whose pen gives polish to the varying line	C
That blends instruction with the song divine	C
Whose fancy glancing o'er the hostile plain	D
Plants a fond trophy o'er the mighty slain I	E
Or to the daisied lawn directs its way	F
Blithe as the songstress of returning day	F
Who deign'd to rove where twinkling glow worms lead	G
The tiny legions o'er the glitt'ring mead	H
Whose liquid notes in sweet meand'rings flow	I
Mild as the murmurs of the Bird of Woe	I
Who gave to Sympathy its softest pow'r	J
The charm to wing Affliction's sable hour	K
Who in Italia's groves with thrilling song	L
Call'd mute attention from the minstrel throng	L
Gave proud distinction to the Poet's name	M
And claim'd by modest worth the wreath of fame	M
Accept the Verse thy magic harp inspires	N
Nor scorn the Muse that kindles at its fires	O
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O justly gifted with the Sacred Lyre	P
Whose sounds can more than mortal thoughts inspire	P
Whether its strings HEROIC measures move	Q
Or lyric numbers charm the soul to love	R
Whether thy fancy pours the varying verse	S
In bow'rs of bliss or o'er the plumed hearse	S
Whether of patriot zeal or past'ral sports	T
The peace of hamlets or the pride of courts	T
Still Nature glows in ev'ry classic line	C
Still Genius dictates still the verse is thine	C
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Too long the Muse in ancient garb array'd	U
Has pin'd neglected in oblivion's shade	U
Driv'n from the sun shine of poetic fame	M
Stripp'd of each charm she scarcely boasts a name	M
Her voice no more can please the vapid throng	L
No more loud P ans consecrate her song	L
Cold faint and sullen to the grove she flies	V
A faded garland veils her radiant eyes	V
A with'ring laurel on her breast she wears	W
Fann'd by her sighs and spangled with her tears	W
From her each fond associate early fled	G
She mourn'd a MILTON lost a SHAKSPERE dead	G
Her eye beheld a CHATTERTON oppress'd	X
A famish'd OTWAY ravish'd from her breast	X
Now in their place a flutt'ring form appears	Y
Mocks her fall'n pow'r and triumphs in her tears	W
A flippant senseless a ry thing whose eye	E
Glares wanton mirth and fulsome ribaldry	Z
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While motley mumm'ry holds her tinsel reign	D
SHAKSPERE might write and GARRICK act in vain	D
True Wit recedes when blushing Reason views	A2
This spurious offspring of the banish'd Muse	A2
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The task be thine to check the daring hand	B2
That leads fantastic folly o'er the land	B2
The task be thine with witching spells to bind	C2
The feath'ry shadows of the fickle mind	C2
To strew with deathless flow'rs the dreary waste	D2
To pluck the weeds of vitiated taste	D2
To cheer with smiles the Muse's glorious toil	E2
And plant perfection on her native soil	E2
The Arts that thro' dark centuries have pin'd	C2
Toil'd without fame in sordid chains confin'd	C2
Burst into light with renovated fire	K
Bid Envy shrink and Ignorance expire	P
No more prim KNELLER'S simp'ring beauties vie	E
Or LELY'S genius droops with languid eye	E
No more prepost'rous figures pain the view	F2
Aliens to Nature yet to Fancy true	F2
The wild chimeras of capricious thought	G2
Deform'd in fashion and with errors fraught	G2
The gothic phantoms sick'ning fade away	F
And native Genius rushes into day	F
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REYNOLDS 'tis thine with magic skill to trace	H2
The perfect semblance of exterior grace	H2
Thy hand by Nature guided marks the line	C
That stamps perfection on the form divine	C
'Tis thine to tint the lip with rosy die	E
To paint the softness of the melting eye	E
With auburn curls luxuriantly display'd	U
The ivory shoulders polish'd fall to shade	U
To deck the well turn'd arm with matchless grace	H2
To mark the dimpled smile on Beauty's face	H2
The task is thine with cunning hand to throw	I
The veil transparent on the breast of snow	I
The Statesman's thought the Infant's cherub mien	I2
The Poet's fire the Matron's eye serene	I2
Alike with animated lustre shine	C
Beneath thy polish'd pencil's touch divine	C
As BRITAIN'S Genius glories in thy Art	J2
Adores thy virtues and reveres thy heart	J2
Nations unborn shall celebrate thy name	M
And waft thy mem'ry on the wings of Fame	M
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Oft when the mind with sick'ning pangs oppress'd	X
Flies to the Muse and courts the balm of rest	X
When Reason sated with life's weary woes	K2
Turns to itself and finds a blest repose	K2
A gen'rous pride that scorns each petty art	J2
That feels no envy rankling in the heart	J2
No mean deceit that wings its shaft at Fame	M
Or gives to pamper'd Vice a pompous Name	M
Then calm reflection shuns the sordid crowd	L2
The senseless chaos of the little proud	L2
Then indignation stealing through the breast	X
Spurns the pert tribe in flimsy greatness drest	X
Who to their native nothingness consign'd	X
Sink in contempt nor leave a trace behind	X
Then Fancy paints in visionary gloom	M2
The sainted shadows of the laurel'd tomb	M2
The Star of Virtue glist'ning on each breast	X
Divine insignia of the spirit blest	X
Then MILTON smiles serene a beauteous shade	X
In worth august in lust'rous fires array'd	X
Immortal SHAKSPERE gleams across the sight	X
Rob'd in ethereal vest of radiant light	X
Wing'd Ages picture to the dazzled view	F2
Each mark'd perfection of the sacred few	F2
POPE DRYDEN SPENSER all that Fame shall raise	N2
From CHAUCER'S gloom till MERRY'S lucid days	N2
Then emulation kindles fancy's fire	K
The glorious throng poetic flights inspire	P
Each sensate bosom feels the god like flame	M
The cherish'd harbinger of future fame	M
Yet timid genius oft in conscious ease	O2
Steals from the world content the few to please	O2
Obscur'd in shades the modest Muse retires	N
While sparkling vapours emulate her fires	O
The proud enthusiast shuns promiscuous praise	N2
The Idiot's smile condemns the Poet's lays	N2
Perfection wisely courts the lib'ral few	F2
The voice of kindred genius must be true	F2
But empty witlings sate the public eye	E
With puny jest and low buffoonery	F2
The buzzing hornets swarm about the great	X
The poor appendages of pamper'd state	X
The trifling flutt'ring insects of a day	X
Flit near the sun and glitter in its ray	X
Whose subtle fires with charms magnetic burn	P2
Where every servile fool may have his turn	P2
Lull'd in the lap of indolence they boast	X
Who best can fawn and who can flatter most	X
While with a cunning arrogance they blend	X
Sound without sense and wit that stabs a friend	X
Slanders oblique that check ambition's toil	E2
The pois'nous weeds that mark the barren soil	E2
So the sweet blossoms of salubrious spring	Q2
Thro the lone wood their spicy odours fling	Q2
Shrink from the sun and bow their beauteous heads	R2
To scatter incense o'er their native beds	R2
While coarser flow'rs expand with gaudy ray	X
Brave the rude wind and mock the burning day	X
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Ah gentle Muse from trivial follies turn	P2
Where Patriot souls with god like passions burn	P2
Again to MERRY dedicate the line	C
So shall the envied boast of taste be thine	C
So shall thy song to glorious themes aspire	F2
Warm'd with a spark of his transcendent fire	F2
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Thro' all the scenes of Nature's varying plan	S2
Celestial Freedom warms the breast of man	S2
Led by her daring hand what pow'r can bind	X
The boundless efforts of the lab'ring mind	X
The god like fervour thrilling thro' the heart	X
Gives new creation to each vital part	X
Throbs rapture thro' each palpitating vein	D
Wings the rapt thought and warms the fertile brain	D
To her the noblest attributes of Heav'n	D
Ambition valour eloquence are giv'n	D
She binds the soldier's brow with wreaths sublime	T2
From her expanding reason learns to climb	T2
To her the sounds of melody belong	L
She wakes the raptures of the Poet's song	L

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