How many Sons of Want might here enjoy What Nature gives for Age but to destroy? • Blush, blush, O Sun (the cries) here vainly found, To rife, to fet, to roll the Seafons round! • Shall Heav'n diftil in Dews, descend in Rain, From Earth gush Fountains, Rivers flow in vain? There fhall the wat'ry Lives in Myriads ftray, And be, to be alone each other's Prey? Unfought fhall here the teeming Quarries own The various Species of mechanic Stone? 'From Structure This, from Sculpture That confine? Shall Rocks forbid the latent Gem to fhine? 'Shall Mines, obedient, aid no Artift's Care, "Nor give the martial Sword and peaceful Share? "Ah! hall they never precious Ore unfold, To fmile in Silver, or to flame in Gold? Shall here the vegetable World alone, For Joys, for various Virtues reft unknown? While Food and Phyfic, Plants and Herbs fupply, Here must they fhoot alone to bloom and die?! Shall Fruits, which none but brutal Eyes furvey, Untouch'd grow ripe, untafted drop away? Shall here th' irrational, the favage Kind, Lord it o'er Stores by Heav'n for Man defign'd, • And trample what mild Suns benignly raife, While Man muft lofe the Ufe, and Heav'n the Praife? • Shall it then be? (Indignant here the rose, Indignant, yet humane her Bofom glows) No! By each honour'd Grecian Roman Name, · By Men for Virtue deified by Fame, • Who peopled Lands, who modell'd infant State, And then bade Empire be maturely great; By Thefe I fwear (be witnefs Earth and Skies!) Fair Order here fhall from Confufion rife.ve it G Wrapt I a future Colony furvey! • Come then, ye Sons of Mis'ry! come away! VOL. III. R. • Let Let thofe, whofe Sorrows from Neglect are known, (Here taught compell'd empower'd) Neglect atone! Let thofe enjoy, who never merit Woes, In Youth th induftrious Wifh, in Age Repofe! Shall prompt their Induftry, and pay their Toil To intermix the Walks with Lights and Shades ; Moors, Marthes, Cliffs by Turns to intervene; Where Cliffs, Moors, Marthes defolate the View, "Where haunts the Bittern, and where fcreams the Mew; Where prowls the Wolf, where roll'd the Serpent lies, amildu? Shall folemn Fanes and Halls of Juftice rife, Learn future Natives of this promis'd Land What your Forefathers ow'd my faving Hand! I GI Learn when Defpair fuch fudden Blifs fhall fee, Such Blifs muft fhine from OGLETHORPE or ME! ; Jadi diw goiviM Do You the neighb'ring blameless Indian aid, 107 Culture what he neglects, not His invade; • Dare Dare not, oh dare not, with ambitious View, Vended for Slaves, tho' form'd by Nature free, r Thus (Ah! how far unequall'd by my Lays, They come, they catch, and they reflect Delight. 10 Mixing with thefe a few of Rank are found, For Councils, Embaffies, and Camps renown'd. JR 2 Vers'd Vers'd in gay Life, in honeft Maxims read; Happy the Men who fuch a Prince can please! Grave with the wife, and with the witty gay; This Satire was printed about the Year 1704, in a Collection of fatirical Poems. A Piece which is not deficient in Wit and Fancy, and has many happy Strokes of Humour, deferves to be rescued from Oblivion. I have endeavoured, but in vain, to learn the Name of the Author. N TEAR to the Rofe, where Punks in Numbers flock And ftretches round the Place a pompous Shade, Here thrifty Rhires Monarchs by the Day, Chriftopher Rich, Efq; Father of the late John Rich, Patentee of Covent Garden Theatre, |