Unlike where Tyranny the Rod maintains O'er turflefs, leaflefs and uncultur'd Plains; Here Herbs of Food and Phyfic, Plenty fhowers, Gives Fruits to bluth, and colours various Flowers. Where Sands or ftony Wilds once ftarv'd the Year, Laughs the green Lawn, and nod's the golden Ear. White fhine the fleecy Race, which Fate fhall doom The Feaft of Life, the Treafure of the Loom.

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While fettling Songfters woo their feather'd Loves.
Where pathlefs Woods no grateful Openings knew,
Walks tempt the Step, and Viftas court the View.
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Up yon green Slope a Length of Terras lies,
Whence gradual Landfcapes fade in diftant Skies.
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Now darkens, regularly wild, the Maze.
Urns, Obelifks, Fanes, Statues intervenes
Now center, now commence or end the Scene.
Lo proud Alcoves! lo foft fequefter'd Bowers?
Retreats of focial, or of ftudious Hours!
Rank above Rank, here fhapely Greens afcend
There others, natively grotesque, depend.
The Rude, the Delicate immingled tell

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And how, while thefe their rival Charms impart,
Art brightens, Nature, Nature brightens Art;
Thus blends the various yet harmonious Space,
And all is Symmetry, and Force, and Grace.

But what the flow'ring Pride of Gardens rare,
However royal, or however fair?
If Doors, which to Accefs fhould still give Way,
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If perquifited Varlets frequent ftand,

And each new Walk must a new Tax demand, What foreign Eye but with Contempt furveys ? What Mufe fhall from Oblivion fnatch their Praife?

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When these from Public Spirit fmile, we see Free opening Gates, and bow'ry Pleasures free; For fure great Souls one Truth can never mifs; Blifs not communicated is not Blifs.

Thus Public Spirit, Liberty and Peace, Carve, build, and plant, and give the Land Increase; From peafant Hands imperial Works arife, And British hence with Roman Grandeur vies; Not Grandeur, that in pompous Whim appears; That levels Hills; that Vales to Mountains rears; That alters Nature's regulated Grace; Meaning to deck, but deftin'd to deface. Here let no Forts fome native Tyrant aid, To awe the Free-fhould foreign Foes invade; How ufelefs thefe, where Rocks a Barrier lend, Where Seas encircle, and where Fleets defend. Here let no Arch of Triumph be affign'd

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To laurel'd Pride, whofe Sword has thin'd Mankind;
Tho' no vaft Wall extend from Coaft to Coaft,
No Pyramid afpire, fublimely loft;
Yet the fafe Road thro' Rocks fhall, winding, tend,
And the firm Caufe-way o'er the Clays afcend;
Here ftately Streets, here ample Squares invite
The falutary Gale that breathes Delight.
Here Structures mark the charitable Soil,
For cafual Ill; maim'd Valour; feeble Toil,
Worn out with Care, Infirmity and Age;
The Life here ent'ring, quitting there the Stage:
The Babe of lawlefs Birth, condemn'd to moan,
To starve, or bleed, for Errors not his own!
Let the frail Mother feape the Fame dtfild,
If from the murd'ring Mother fcape the Child!

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Thus worthy Crafts which low-born Life divide, Give Towns their Opulence, and Courts their Pride. Sacred to Pleafure Structures rife elate,

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To that ftill worthy of the Wife and Great.
Sacred to Pleasure then shall Piles ascend?
They fhall-when Pleafure and Inftruction blend.
Let Theatres, from Public Spirit, fhine!!
Such Theatres, as, Athens, once were thine!
See! the gay Mufe, of pointed Wit poffeft,
Who wakes the virtuous Laugh, the decent Jeft:
What, tho' fhe mock, fhe mocks with honeft Aim,
And laughs each fav'rite Folly into Shame.
With lib'ral Light the Tragic charms the Age
In folemn-training Robes fhe fills the Stage;
There human Nature mark'd in diff'rentLines,
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Quick Paffions change, alternate, on her Face;
Her Diction, Mufic; as her Action, Grace.
Inftant we catch her Terror-giving Cares,
Pathetic Sighs, and Pity-moving Tears
Inftant we catch her gen'rous Glow of Soul,
Till one great ftriking Moral crowns the whole,
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Hence in warm Youth, by Scenes of Virtue taught,
Honour exalts, and Love expands the Thought;
Hence Pity, to peculiar Grief affign'd,
Grows wide Benevolence to all Mankind.

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She chears the Manfion with the fpacious Hallo
Bids Painting live along the ftoried Wall;
Seated, the, fmiling, eyes th' unclofing Door,
And much the welcomes all, but most the Poor.

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She rears, the rounds, the points the lefs'ning Spire:
At her Command the College-roofs afcend;
For Public Spirit ftill is Learning's Friend.
Stupendous Piles, which useful Pomp compleats,
Thus rife Religion's, and thus Learning's Seats:
There moral Truth and holy Science spring,
And give the Sage to teach, the Bard to fing.
There fome draw Health from Herbs and min'ral
Veins,

Some fearch the Syftems of the heavenly Plains
Some call from Hiftory paft Times to View,
And others trace old Laws, and sketch out new;
Thence faving Rights, by Legiflators plann'd,
And guardian Patriots thence infpire the Land.

Now grant, ye Pow'rs, one great, one fond Defire, And, granting, bid a new White-Hall aspire! Far let it lead, by well-pleas'd Thames survey'd, The fwelling Arch and stately Colonade; Bid Courts of Juftice, Senate-chambers join, Till various All in one proud Work combine!

But now be all the gen'rous Goddess feen, When moft diffus'd the fhines, and most benign! Ye Sons of Mifery attract her View!

Ye fallow, hollow-ey'd and meagre Crew!
Such high Perfection have our Arts attain'd,
That now few Sons of Toil our Arts demand ? .
Then to the Public, to itself, we fear,
Ev'n willing Industry grows ufelefs here.
Are we too populous at length confefs'd,
From confluent Strangers retug'd and redress'd?
Has War fo long withdiawn his barb'rous Train,
That Peace o'erftocks us with the Sons of Men?

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So long has Plague left pure the ambient Air
That Want mult prey on thofe Difeafe would fpare?
Hence beauteous Wretches (Beauty's foul Difgrace
Tho' born the Pride, the Shame of human Race
Fair Wretches hence, who nightly Streets annoy,
Live but themifelves and others to deftroys avoi
Hence Robbers rife, to Theft, to Murder prone,
Firft driv'n by Want, from Habit defp'rate grown
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