And one, whatever you may say, And others--shooting, and the chase. With sophistry their sauce they sweeten, BOADICEA: AN ODE [Written 1780. Published 1782.] Weep upon thy matchless wrongs, 'Tis because resentment ties All the terrors of our tongues. Rome shall perish-write that word Deep in ruin as in guilt. Rome, for empire far renown'd, Soon her pride shall kiss the ground Hark! the Gaul is at her gates! Other Romans shall arise, Heedless of a soldier's name; Sounds, not arms, shall win the prize Harmony the path to fame. Then the progeny that springs Arm'd with thunder, clad with wings, Shall a wider world command. Regions Cæsar never knew Thy posterity shall sway, Where his eagles never flew, None invincible as they. 30 8 16 24 32 Such the bard's prophetic words, She, with all a monarch's pride, Ruffians, pitiless as proud, Heav'n awards the vengeance due; Empire is on us bestow'd, Shame and ruin wait for you. VERSES 40 SUPPOSED TO BE WRITTEN BY ALEXANDER SELKIRK, DURING HIS SOLITARY ABODE IN THE ISLAND OF JUAN FERNANDEZ [Written (?). Published 1782. There is a MS. copy in the British Museum, not in Cowper's handwriting; another among the Ash MSS.] I AM monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute; That sages have seen in thy face? I am out of humanity's reach, I must finish my journey alone, Divinely bestow'd upon man, 8 16 In the ways of religion and truth, And be cheer'd by the sallies of youth. 24 Religion what treasure untold Ye winds, that have made me your sport, Of a land I shall visit no more. My friends, do they now and then send Though a friend I am never to see. And the swift wing'd arrows of light. In a moment I seem to be there; Soon hurries me back to despair. And I to my cabin repair. And mercy, encouraging thought! Gives even affliction a grace, And reconciles man to his lot. 32 40 48 56 THE LILY AND THE ROSE [Written 1781 (?). Published 1782. There is an undated MS. copy in the British Museum.] THE nymph must lose her female friend, But where will fierce contention end 37, 38 My friends do they ever (never BM.) attend 40 T. Jand] native abode BM. A. 47, 48 Tis the Body alas! with its Load, 49 her] his BM. A. 45 own native Within the garden's peaceful scene The Rose soon redden'd into rage, The Lily's height bespoke command— She seem'd design'd for Flora's hand, This civil bick'ring and debate The goddess chanc'd to hear, And flew to save, ere yet too late, Your's is, she said, the nobler hue, 16 And, till a third surpasses you, 24 Thus, sooth'd and reconcil'd, each seeks The seat of empire is her cheeks, The fairest British fair; They reign united there. IDEM LATINE REDDITUM [Written 1781 (?). Published 1782.] HEU inimicitias quoties parit æmula forma, Hortus ubi dulces præbet tacitosque recessus, Ira Rosam et meritis quæsita superbia tangunt, Dum sibi fautorum ciet undique nomina vatum, 8 16 314 LILY AND ROSE (TRANSLATION) Nec Dea non sensit civilis murmura rixæ, 24 His ubi sedatus furor est, petit utraque nympham, Qualem inter Veneres Anglia sola parit; Hanc penes imperium est, nihil optant amplius, hujus Regnant in nitidis, et sine lite, genis. VOTUM [Written (?). Published 1782.] O MATUTINI rores, auræque salubres, HORACE. BOOK THE 2nd. ODE THE 10th. Not always tempt the distant deep, Along the treach'rous shore. 6 Of wintry blasts; the loftiest tow'r Comes heaviest to the ground; The bolts, that spare the mountain's side, And spread the ruin round. 14 blast 1786. 18 |