POEMS. ODE ON THE DEATH OF GENERAL GEORGE WASHINGTON. Recited by Mr. HODGKINSON, in the New-York Theatre, on the 8th of January, 1800. FROM dread JEHOVAH's everlasting throne, Celestial Wisdom on my numbers beam; With thy inspiring gifts come down, And let thy sacred light my off'ring crown, And on young Fancy's pinions soar'd; Or with the tuneful sisters stray'd, And all their flow'ry paths explor'd ;— But now I hail bright Truth, whose vivid ray B And all the martial band, with tearful eyes, See where their dear, illustrious chieftain lies; 1 Ah! well may freemen his decease lament, Whom gracious Heav'n to their deliv'rance sent. When mad Ambition forg'd the galling chains Which Freedom loathes and man disdains; When Cruelty, fell murd'rer, stood, Thirsting, panting for our blood, And carnage strew'd th' ensanguin'd plains; When harvests perish'd, cities blaz'd, And lawless Power advanc'd with arm uprais'd, Our shield, our strength, our last resource, And turn'd aside its vengeful force: Ah! who could call this burst of sorrow forth, But WASHINGTON! that great, exalted name, In vain attempt to tell his matchless praise: Our grief exceeds this awful pomp of woe,- Yes, a bereaved world will soon deplore, And lo! where all Death's dread insignia come:→ With downcast, humid eyes, and bosoms sad, The mute procession, wrap'd in death-like gloom, The warrior's breast with big emotion heaves, And the drear sepulchre its precious charge receives; |