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With endless pain and endless pleasure,
As misers guard their hoarded treasure.
Till soft Favonius fans the flowers, –
Breathes balmy dews, drops fruitful showers;
Favonius soft, that sweetly blows,
*The Tulip paints, perfumes the Rose:
And, with the gentle Twins at play,
* Brings in th' Elysian month of May. 234,
Then boldly from their lodge you bring
Your guests, to deck our gloomy Spring.
. Thrice happy Foreigners! to find
From Islanders such treatment kind :
Not only undisturb’d to live, 2-
But, by thy goodness, Bobart, thrive:
Grow strong, increase, their verdure hold,
As dwelling in their native mold.
The rest, who will no culture know, But ceaseless curse our rains and snow : *** A sickly, sullen, fretful race; The gardener's and his art’s disgrace; Whom Bobart’s self in vain does strive, With all his skill to keep alive: Which from beneath th' AEquator come, In India's sultry forests bloom. Of these, at least, since nature more Denies to encrease thy living store, Their barks, or roots, their flowers, or leaves,
Thy Hortus Siccus still receives: 36. A.
In tomes twice ten, that work immense! 2-c.co. “
By thee compil'd at vast expence;
With utmost diligence amass'd,
And shall as many ages last.
And now, methinks, my Genius sees
My Friend, amidst his plants and trees;
Full in the center there he stands.
Encircled with his verdant bands ;
Who all around obsequious wait,
To know his pleasure, and their fate: 3.
His royal orders to receive,
To grow, decay, to die, or live :
That not the proudest kings can boast
A greater, or more duteous, host.
Thou all that power dost truly know,
Which they but dream of here below;
Thy absolute despotic reign
Inviolably dost maintain,
Nor with ill-govern'd wrath afright
Thy people, or insult their right: . 28.
But, as thy might in greatness grows,
Thy mercy in proportion flows:
Nor they undutiful deny
What's due to lawful majesty ;
Safe in thy court from all the cares,
Domestic treasons, foreign wars
wo- E. Which monarchs and their crowns perplex, Whom factions still, or favorites vex.
But thou, on thy botanic throne,
Sit'st fearless, uncontrol’d, alone: –37°
s'Khy realms in tumults ne'er involv’d,
Or, rising, are as soon dissolv’d:
Free from the mischiefs and the strife
Of a false friend, or fury wife:
And if a rebel slave, or son, -
Audacious by indulgence grown,
Presumes above his mates to rise,
And their dull loyalty despise:
Thou, awful Sustan with a look,
Canst all his arrogance rebuke ; – 24 oo
And, darting one imperial frown,
Hurl the bold traitor headlong down :
His brethren, trembling at his fate,
Thy dread commands with reverence wait:
Thy wondrous power and justice own,
And learn t” assert a tottering throne.
Thus, Kings that were in empire wise,
Rebellions early should chastise;
And give their clemency no time,
Betwixt th' offender and the crime, 2,2e
With fatal eloquence to plead,
Which does more rebels only breed.
Bobart, to Kings thy rules commend,
For thou to Monarchs art a friend.
Thus, Sovereign Planter I I have paid – The debt, the promis'd present made: Do thou, what's written for thy sake With freedom, with like freedom take : Take the just praise thy Friend may give, And in my verse for ever live! ~ *ze
SIGNIOR ANTONIO VERRIO,
AT HAMPTON COURT;
on THE GRANT CF woodstock PARK, &c.
TO THE DUKE OF MARLBOROUGH, 1704.
RENowN’d in arms when mighty Heroes rise,
Th’ immortal Muse in lasting numbers tries
To future ages to transmit their fame,
And give them, after death, a living name.
The fields of bliss below, the shady grove,
were the reward of all their toils above;
The Mantuan Swain has fill'd the solemn place
With the wreath’d worthies of his Roman race;
While greater Marlborough disdains to wait,
Mature for Fame, the slow approach of Fate, zo
But reaps that glorious harvest whilst he lives,
Which Time to all his ancient Heroes gives.
Elysian shades shall now no more be sought,
The gay creation of the Poet’s thought;
The royal gift displays a nobler view,
No feign'd Elysium can exceed the true.