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For this commission'd, I forsook the sky:
Then know the truth of government divine,
The Maker justly claims that world he made,
What strange events can strike with more surprise,
The Great, Vain Man, who far'd on costly food, Whose life was too luxurious to be good; Who made his ivory stands with goblets shine, And forc'd his guests to morning draughts of wine, Has, with the Cup, the graceless custom lost, And still he welcomes, but with less of cost.
The mean suspicious Wretch, whose bolted door
In the kind warmth the metal learns to glow,
Long had our pious Friend in virtue trod,
But how had all his fortune felt a wrack, Had that false Servant sped in safety back }
This night His treasur'd heaps he meant to steal,
Thus Heaven instructs thy mind: This trial o'er,
On sounding pinions here the youth withdrew, The Sage stood wond'ring as the Seraph flew. Thus look'd Elisha, when to mount on high • His master took the chariot of the sky; The fiery pomp ascending left the view; The prophet gaz'd, and wish'd to follow too. t
The bending Hermit here a pray'r begun, Lord! as in heaven, on earth thy will be done. Then gladly turning, sought his ancient place, And pass'd a life of piety and peace.
A Fairy Tale.
IN THE ANCIENT ENGLISH STYLE.
In Britain's isle and Arthur's"day*,
Liv'd Edwin of the green;
Tho' badly shap'd he'd been.
His mountain-back mote well be said
And lift itself above:
This creature dar'd to love.
He felt the charms of Edith's eyes,
Could ladies look within;
He had a shape to win.
Edwin (if right I read my song)
All in the moony light:
To revel out the night.
His heart was drear, his hope was cross'd, 'Twas late, 'twas far, the path was lost
That reach'd the neighbour-town; With weary steps he quits the shades, Besolv'd, the darkling dome he treads,
And drops his limbs adown:
But scant he.lays him on the floor.
A trembling rocks the ground:
On all the walls around.
Kow sounding tongues assail his ear,
And now the sounds increase:
Come prankling o'er the place.
But (trust me, Gentles !) never yet
Or half so rich before;
The town its silken store.
Now whilst he gaz'd, a Gallant drest
With awful accent cry'd;
Has here presum'd to hide?
At this the Swaifi, whose vent'rous soul
Advanc'd in open sight;'
'Your revels of the nrght.
''Twas grief, for scorn of faithful love, 'Which made my steps unweeting rove
* Amid the nightly dew.' 'Tis well, the Gallant cries again, We Faeries never injure men
Who dare to tell us true.
Exalt thy love-dejected heart,
To make thee grief resign;
Be little Mable thine.
He spoke, and all a sudden there
1 he Monarch leads the Queen: The rest their Faerie partners found, And .''able trimly tript the ground
With Edwin of the green.
The dauncing past, the board was laid,
As heart and lip desire;
And with a wish retire.
But now to please the Faerie King,
And antick feats devise;
In Edwins wond'ring eyes":
'Till one at last, that Robin hight,
As hent him up aloof;
To sprawl unneath the roof.
From thence, *' Reverse my charm," he cries, "And let it fairly now suffice
"The gambol has been shewn.rt But Oberim answers with a smile, 'Content thee, Ediiin, for a while;
'The vantage is thine own!'
Here ended all the phantom-play;
And heard a cock to crow;
To warn them all to go.
Then screaming all at once they fly,
Poor Edwin falls to floor;
Through all the land before.
But soon as dan Apollo rose,
He feels his back the less;
Which made him want success.
With lusty livelyhed he talks,
His story soon took wind;
Without a bunch behind.
The story told, Sir Topaz mov'd
To see the revel scene;
All on the gloomy plain.
As there he bides, it so befelt,
A shaking seiz'd the wall:
And musick fills the hall.
But certes sorely sunk with woe
His spirits in him die:
'Hangs flagging in the sky.'