A Collection of Miscellany poems and letters Comical and Serious. By Jo. Harvey |
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TO THE Ingenious Author of the following Poem.
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TO THE Ingenious Author of the following Poem.
As
none but Scots, in Battle, e'er defy'd
The Roman Arms, and check'd their growing Pride,
So Scotish Bards alone with equal Fame,
In Roman Lays, cou'd vye with Ancient Rome;
Equal they soar'd aloft, with boundless Flight,
And left th'Inferiour Nations out of Sight!
The Roman Arms, and check'd their growing Pride,
So Scotish Bards alone with equal Fame,
In Roman Lays, cou'd vye with Ancient Rome;
Equal they soar'd aloft, with boundless Flight,
And left th'Inferiour Nations out of Sight!
But while they triumph thus in Latin Bays,
The English Bards, in English, claim the Praise:
Pope's sprightly Genius strives to gain the Race,
And follows Homer with an equal Pace;
And matchless Add'son, in his fam'd Campaign,
Like Virgil's Hero makes his Marlbro' shine.
The English Bards, in English, claim the Praise:
Pope's sprightly Genius strives to gain the Race,
And follows Homer with an equal Pace;
And matchless Add'son, in his fam'd Campaign,
Like Virgil's Hero makes his Marlbro' shine.
Our Scotish Swains have follow'd these in vain,
Sibboleth still confess'd the native Strain:
But You, my Friend, have in your Poem shown
What Add'son's self, without a Blush, might own.
The Valiant KEITH no less than Marlbro' shines,
Above in Merit, equal in thy Lines.
Sibboleth still confess'd the native Strain:
But You, my Friend, have in your Poem shown
What Add'son's self, without a Blush, might own.
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Above in Merit, equal in thy Lines.
Go on, my Friend, in manly Verse inspire
Our Scotish Youth with Ancient Scotish Fire;
Paint Bruce's Actions in their brillant Light,
And all the Glories of th'unequal Fight;
Here Douglas follow'd, There the English run,
And Seas of Saxon Gore swell'd Bannock-Burn.
Our Scotish Youth with Ancient Scotish Fire;
Paint Bruce's Actions in their brillant Light,
And all the Glories of th'unequal Fight;
Here Douglas follow'd, There the English run,
And Seas of Saxon Gore swell'd Bannock-Burn.
Tho' Scotia's Sons, o' late degen'rate grown,
Tamely gave up their Sov'reign and their Crown,
Inglorious Wretches! who their Country sold,
And meanly barter'd Liberty for Gold;
Slaves to the proud insulting Saxon Race,
How will they look their Fathers in the Face,
When in th'Elysian Shades? if e'er they reach that Place.
Tamely gave up their Sov'reign and their Crown,
Inglorious Wretches! who their Country sold,
And meanly barter'd Liberty for Gold;
Slaves to the proud insulting Saxon Race,
How will they look their Fathers in the Face,
When in th'Elysian Shades? if e'er they reach that Place.
Yet some there are who injur'd Albion's Right
Dare still assert, and for her Cause dare Fight;
True Fergus' Sons, of whose untainted Blood
No sordid Drop e'er stain'd the Crimson Flood:
These be thy Theme, their glorious Acts proclaim,
And Eternize thy Numbers in their Fame.
Dare still assert, and for her Cause dare Fight;
True Fergus' Sons, of whose untainted Blood
No sordid Drop e'er stain'd the Crimson Flood:
These be thy Theme, their glorious Acts proclaim,
And Eternize thy Numbers in their Fame.
GEO. DENUNE, M. D.
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