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The sunbeam ; there, emboss'd and fretted wild,
The growing wonder takes a thousand shapes
Capricious, in which fancy seeks in vain
The likeness of some object seen before.
Thus Nature works as if to mock at Ari,
And in defiance of her rival pow'rs;
By these fortuitous and random strokes
Performing such inimitable feats,
As she with all her rules can never reach.
Less worthy of applause, though more admir's,
Because a novelty, the work of man,
Imperial mistress of the fur clad Russ,
Thy most magnificent and mighty freak,
The wonder of the North. No forest fe!!
When thou wouldst build; no quarry sent its

I" enrich thy walls: but thou did'st hew the floods
And make ihy marble of the glassy wave.
In such a palace Aristæus found
Cyrene, when he bore the plaintive tale
Of his lost bees to her maternal ear :
In such a palace poetry might place
The armory of Winter ; where his troops,
The gloomy clouds, find weapons, arrowy slect,
Skin-piercing volley, blossom-bruising hail,
And snow, that often blinds the trav’ller's course,
And wraps him in an unexpected tomb.
Silently as a dream the fabrick rose ;
No sound of hammer or of saw was there :
Ice upon ice, the well-adjusted parts
Were soon conjoin'd, nor other cement ask'd
Than water interfus il, .o make them one.

Lamps gracefu.ly dispos’d, and of ail hues,
Illumin'd ev'ry side: a wat’ry light
Gloam d through the clear transparency, 1.t

Another moon new ris'n, or meteor fall'n
From Heav'n to Earth, of lambent flame sereno
So stood the brittle prodigy; though smooth
And slipp'ry the materials, yet frost-bound
Firm as a rock. Nor wanted aught within,
That royal residence might well befit,
For grandeur or for use. Long wavy wreaths
of flow'rs that fear'd no enemy but warmth,
Blush'd on the pannels. Mirror needed none
Where all was vitreous; but in order due
Convivial table and commodious seat
(What seem'd at least commodious seat) were

there. Sofa, and couch, and high-built throne august, The same lubricity was found in all, And all was moist to the warm touch ; a scena Of evanescent glory, once a stream, And soon to slide into a stream again. Alas! 'twas but a mortifying stroke Of undesign'd severity, that glanc'd, (Made by a monarch,) on her own estate, On human grandeur and the courts of kings. 'Twas transient in its nature, as in show 'Twas durable ; as worthless, as it seem'd Intrinsically precious ; to the foot Treach'rous and false; it smil'd, and it was cold. Great princes have great play-things. Some

have p.ay'1

At hewing mountains into men, and some
At building human wonders mountain-high.
Some have amus'd the dull, sad years of life,
(Life spent in indolence, and therefore sad,)
With schemes of monumental fame; and
By pyramids and mausolean pomp,
Short liy'd themselves, t' immortalize their bones.
Some seek diversion in the tented field,
And make the sorrows of mankind their sport.
But war's a game, which, were their subjects

Kings would not play at. Nations would do well,
Textort their truncheons from the puny hands
Of heroes, whose infirm and baby minds
Are gratified with mischief; and who spoil,
Because men suffer it, their toy, the world.

When Babel was confounded, and the great Confed'racy of projectors wild and vain Was split into diversity of tongues,

as a shepherd separates his flock, These to the upland, to the valley those, God drove asunder, and assign'd their lot To all the nations. Ample was the boon He gave them, in its distribution fair And equal; and he bade them dwell in peace. Peace was awhile their care ; they plough'd, and

sow'd, And reap'd their plenty without grudge or strife But violence can never longer sleep Than human passions please. In every heart Are sown the sparks that kindle fiery war ; Nccasion nreds but far. them, and they blaze.


Cain had already shed a brother's blood
The deluge wash'd it out; but left unquenclipal
The seeds of murder in the breast of man.
Soon by a righteous judgment in the line
Of his descending progeny was found
The first artificer of death; the shrewd
Contriver, who first sweated at the forge,
And forc'd the blunt and yet unbloodied steel
To a keen edge, and made it bright for war.
Him, Tubal nam'd, the Vulcan of old times,
The sword and falchion their inventor claim ;
And the first smith was the first murd'rer's son
His art surviv'd the waters; and ere long,
When man was multiplied and spread abroad
In tribes and clans, and had begun to call
These meadows and that range of hills his own
The tasted sweets of property begat
Desire of more ; and industry in some,
T'improve and cultivate their just demesne,
Made others covet what they saw so fair.
Thus war began on Earth : these fought for spoil,
And those in self-defence. Savage at first
The onset, and irregular. At length
One eminent above the rest for strength,
For stratagem, for courage, or for all,
Was chosen leader; him they served in war,
And him in peace, for sake of warlike deeds,
Rev'rence no less. Who could with him comparel
Or who so worthy to control themselves,
As he, whose prowess had subdu'd their foes ?
Thus war, affording field for the display
Of virtue, made one chief, whoin times of peace,
Which have their exigencies tou, and call
For skill in goverment, at length made king.
King was a name too proud for inan to wear
With modesty and meekness; and the crown
So dazzling in their eyes, who set it on,
Was sure t'intoxicate the brows it bound;
It is the abject property of most,
That, being parcel of the common mass,
And destitute of means to raise themselves,
They sink, and settle lower than they need.
They know not what it is to feel within
A comprehensive faculty, that grasps
Great purposes with ease, that turns and wields
Almost without an effort, plans too vast
For their conception, which they cannot move.
Conscious of impotence they soon grow drunk
With gazing, when they see an able man
Step forth to notice ; and, besotted thus,
Build him a pedestal, and say, “Stand there,
" And be our admiration and our praise."
They roll themselves before him in the dust,
Then most deserving in their own account,
When most extravagant in his applause,
As if, exalting him, they rais'd themselves.
Thus by degrees, self-cheated of their sourd
And sober judgment, that he is but a man,
They demi-deify and fume him so,
That in due season he forgets it too.
Inflated and astrut with self conceit,
He gulps the windy diet ; and ere lorg,
Adopting their mistake, profoundly thinks
The world was made in vain, if not for hirn

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