The beginning of the First Book of Lucretius The beginning of the Second Book of Lucretius SONGS, ODES, AND A MASQUE. THE FAIR STRANGER, A SONG.* HAPPY and free, securely blest, Till you descending on our plains, Your smiles have more of conquering charms Than all your native country arms : Their troops we can expel with ease, Who vanquish only when we please. But in your eyes, oh! there's the spell, Yet kill us if you go away. 10 15 * This song is a compliment to the Duchess of Portsmouth, on her first coming to England. D. . : ON THE YOUNG STATESMEN. CLARENDON had law and sense, Clifford was fierce and brave; But Sunderland, Godolphin, Lory, To be repeated like John Dory, When fiddlers sing at feasts. Protect us, mighty Providence, What would these madmen have? V. 6. But Sunderland] This nobleman had certainly great and various abilities, with a complete versatility of genius, and a most insinuating address; but he was totally void of all principles, moral or religious, and a much more abandoned character than Shaftesbury, whom it is so common to calumniate. He certainly urged James II. to pursue arbitrary and illegal measures, that he intended should be his ruin, and betrayed him to the Prince of Orange. The Abbé de Longuerue relates, that Dr. Massey, of Christ Church, assured him, he once received an order from King James to expel twenty-four students of that college in Oxford, if they did not embrace popery. Massey, astonished at the order, was advised by a friend to go to London, and show it to the king; who assured him he had never given him such an order, and commended Massey for not having obeyed it; yet still this infatuated monarch continued to trust Sunderland. Dr. J. W. First, they would bribe us without pence, And without power enslave. Shall free born men, in humble awe, Who from consent and custom draw Which kings pretend to reign? The duke shall wield his conquering sword, The king shall pass his honest word, And then, come kiss my breech. So have I seen a king on chess (His rooks and knights withdrawn, His queen and bishops in distress) Shifting about, grow less and less, With here and there a pawn. A SONG FOR ST. CECILIA'S DAY, 1687. I. FROM harmony, from heavenly harmony 16 20 25 30 |