Pursue the track thy ardent genius shows, Recalls the vacant smile, the social hours Which charmed us once, for once those scenes were ours! And while thy praises through wide realms extend, We sit in shades, and mourn the absent friend. So where the' impetuous river sweeps the plain, Itself a sea, and rushes to the main; While its firm banks repel conflicting tides, And stately on its breast the vessel glides ; Admiring much the shepherd stands to gaze, Through beds of flowers, and Nature's rural face, While yet a stream the silent vale it cheered, By many a recollected scene endeared, Where trembling first beneath the poplar shade He tuned his pipe, to suit the wild cascade. AN INVENTORY OF THE FURNITURE IN DR. PRIESTLEY'S STUDY. A MAP of every country known, A list of folks that kicked a dust On this poor globe, from Ptol. the First; He hopes, indeed it is but fair, Some day to get a corner there. A group of all the British kings, Fair emblem! on a packthread swings. The Fathers, ranged in goodly row, A decent, venerable show, Writ a great while ago, they tell us, And many an inch o'ertop their fellows. A Juvenal to hunt for mottos ; And Ovid's tales of nymphs and grottos. The meek-robed lawyers, all in white; Pure as the lamb,—at least, to sight. By which the rogues he can defy all,— Among the neighbours makes a rout; Brings down the lightning on their houses, A rare thermometer, by which He settles, to the nicest pitch, The just degrees of heat, to raise Papers and books, a strange mixed olio, From shilling touch to pompous folio; Answer, remark, reply, rejoinder, Fresh from the mint, all stamped and coined here; Like new-made glass, set by to cool, Before it bears the workman's tool. A blotted proof-sheet, wet from Bowling. → A chaos dark, nor land nor water; New books, like new-born infants, stand, Waiting the printer's clothing hand ; Their limbs unfashioned all, and rude, A leg began to kick and sprawl Which quiet as a mushroom lay Beesting of the |