Poems Namely, The English Orator; An Address to Thomas Pennant Sonnets; An Epistle to a College Friend; and The Lock Transformed. With notes on The English Orator. By Mr. Polwhele |
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SONNET the SEVENTEENTH. To Mr. Pratt, on reading his “Landscapes in Verse.” Written September, 1785.
Whilst with luxuriant Pride the “Landscape” flowsThat speaks the Efforts of an Artist's Hand,—
And (tho' unfinish'd Groupes obscurely stand)
In rich warm Tints the new Creation glows—
At Orient Morn, or Evening's mellow Close
A sweet Elysium, or a fairy Land;—
Whilst thro' the Still-Life Scene Cleone throws
The Heart's enchanting Int'rest, 'mid the Band
Of Innocence and Youth and sighing Love
And rustic Joy;—shall not my ruder Lay
(Calm o'er my Bosom if Complacence move)
To its inspiring Source fond Homage pay?
And, tho' unblest by kindred Genius, prove
That kindred Feeling sheds as kind a Ray?
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