Bent on the dictates of Timoleon's tongue, Are fcenes too grand for fortune's private ways; Bleft be my fate! I need not pray Bids wealth and place the fever'd night beguile, To gall my waking hours with more vexatious pain. But, Morpheus, on thy dewy wing Such fair aufpicious- vifions bring,. As footh❜d great Milton's injur'd age, When in prophetic dreams he faw The tribes unborn with pious awe Imbibe each virtue from his heavenly page: Or fuch as. Mead's benignant fancy knows When health's kind treafures, by his art explor'd, Have fav'd the infant from an orphan's woes, Or to the trembling fire his, age's hope reftor'd. DR. AKENSIDE. After Timoleon had delivered Syracufe from the tyranny of Dionyfius, the people on every important deliberation fent for him into the public assembly, asked his advice, and voted according to his decifion. PLUT. SECT. SECT. LXXV. AN ELEGY ON LADY ELIZA HOPE; ADDRESSED TO THE EARL AND COUNTESS OF HOPETOWN. I. THOS HOSE tears become you well, ye noble pair! That angel merited your tend'reft love. Each friend, who knew her worth, with you muft fhare The pain great Nature doom'd your hearts to prove. II. Oh! it was fad the dire disease to trace, III. Unfeeling world! that cries "Forget to grieve, "She only paid the debt that all must pay; Come, take amufement, 'twill your thoughts re lieve! Fly folitary fcenes, and join the gay." IV.. Unfeeling world! I hate thy dull career ; : V. >Mid routs and cards, and vain intemp❜rate mirth,, VI. There adoration, faith, and prayer afcend, VII. Whene'er the lov'd Eliza's early fate DR. FORDYCE SECT. LXXVI. ON THE FLOWERS AND OTHER SWEETS OF SPRING COME OME then, ye virgins and ye youths, whose hearts Have felt the raptures of refining love ; And thou, Amanda, come, pride of my fong! Form'd by the Graces, loveliness itself! Come with thofe downcast eyes, fedate and sweet, Thofe looks demure, that deeply pierce the foul, Where, with the light of thoughtful reafon mix'd Shines lively fancy and the feeling heart: Oh come and while the rofy-footed May Steals blushing on, together let us tread The morning dews, and gather in their prime Fresh-blooming flowers, to grace thy braided hair, And thy lov'd bofom that improves their sweet. See See, where the winding vale its lavish stores, A fuller gale of joy, than, liberal, thence Breathes thro' the sense, and takes the ravish'd foul Snatch'd thro' the verdant maze, the hurried eye Dimpling along, the breezy ruffled lake, The foreft darkening round, the glittering fpire, But But why fo far excursive? when at hand, The yellow wall-flower, ftain'd with iron brown; With fhining meal o'er all their velvet leaves ; THOMSON SECT. LXXVII. ON THE INFLUENCE OF THE SPRING ON MAN. STILL let my fong a nobler note affume, And fing th' infufive force of Spring on Man ; Is melody? -Hence from the bounteous walks But |