Let barb'rous Ganges arm a fervile train; 365 Safe on my shore each unmolested swain Of war or blood, but in the fylvan chace; 370 The trumpet fleep, while chearful horns are blown, And arms employ'd on birds and beasts alone. Project long shadows o'er the crystal tide, 375 And Temples rife, the beauteous works of Peace. I fee, I fee, where two fair cities bend Their ample bow, a new Whitehall ascend! 380 Thy trees, fair Windfor! now shall leave their woods, And half thy forefts rufh into thy floods, VARIATIONS. VER. 383. etc. were originally thus, Now shall our fleets the bloody Cross display To the rich regions of the rifing day, Or those green ifles, where headlong Titan steeps Tempt icy feas, etc. P. NOTES. VER. 376. And Temples rife,] The fifty new Churches. P. Bear Britain's thunder, and her Cross display, 385 Tempt icy feas, where fcarce the waters roll, Or under fouthern skies exalt their fails, Led by new stars, and borne by spicy gales! 390 For me the balm fhall bleed, and amber flow, The coral redden, and the ruby glow, The pearly fhell its lucid globe infold, And Phoebus warm the rip'ning ore to gold. The time shall come, when free as feas or wind 395 Whole nations enter with each swelling tide, And the new world launch forth to seek the old. 400 NOTES. VER. 388. Where clearer flames glow round the frozen Pole.] The Poet is here recommending the advantages of commerce, and therefore the extremities of heat and cold are not reprefented in a forbidden manner: as again, Or under fouthern skies exalt their fails, Led by new ftars, and borne by spicy gales. But in the Dunciad, where the mischief of Dulness is described, they are painted in all their inclemencies, See round the Poles, where keener spangles fhine, Where fpices fmoke beneath the burning line. VER. 396. Unbounded Thames, etc.] A wish that London' may be made a FREE PORT. P. Oh ftretch thy reign, fair Peace! from fhore to fhore, 'Till Conqueft ceafe, and Slav'ry be no more; "Till the freed Indians in their native groves Reap their own fruits, and woo their fable loves, Peru once more a race of Kings behold, 406 410 And other Mexico's be roof'd with gold. 420 425 Here cease thy flight, nor with unhallow'd lays Touch the fair fame of Albion's golden days: The thoughts of Gods let GRANVILLE's verfe recite, And bring the scenes of op'ning fate to light. My humble Mufe, in unambitious strains, Paints the green forests and the flow'ry plains, Where Peace defcending bids her olive spring, And scatters bleffings from her dove-like wing. Ev'n I more sweetly pafs my careless days, Pleas'd in the filent shade with empty praise; Enough for me, that to the lift'ning (wains First in these fields I fung the fylvan strains. IMITATIONS. VER. 421. Quo, Mufa, tendis? define pervicax Magna modis tenuare parvis. 430 Hor. |