 | The Genuine Works in Verse and Prose, Of the Right Honourable George Granville, Lord Lansdowne |  |
To my Friend Dr. Garth. In his Sickness.
Machaon sick, in every Face we find,
His Danger is the Danger of Mankind;
Whose Art protecting, Nature could expire
But by a Deluge, or the general Fire.
More Lives he saves, than perish in our Wars,
And faster than a Plague destroys, repairs.
The bold Carouser, and advent'rous Dame,
Nor fear the Fever, nor refuse the Flame;
Safe in his Skill, from all Restraint set free,
But conscious Shame, Remorse, or Piety.
His Danger is the Danger of Mankind;
Whose Art protecting, Nature could expire
But by a Deluge, or the general Fire.
More Lives he saves, than perish in our Wars,
And faster than a Plague destroys, repairs.
The bold Carouser, and advent'rous Dame,
Nor fear the Fever, nor refuse the Flame;
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But conscious Shame, Remorse, or Piety.
Sire of all Arts, defend thy darling Son;
O! save the Man whose Life's so much our own!
On whom, like Atlas, the whole World's reclin'd,
And by restoring Garth, preserve Mankind.
O! save the Man whose Life's so much our own!
On whom, like Atlas, the whole World's reclin'd,
And by restoring Garth, preserve Mankind.
| The Genuine Works in Verse and Prose, Of the Right Honourable George Granville, Lord Lansdowne | |