Poems on Several Occasions By the late Reverend Thomas Fitzgerald. Published by his Grandson, the Reverend Thomas Wintour |
ANTRUM RICHMONDIENSE.
MDCCXXXII. |
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ANTRUM RICHMONDIENSE. MDCCXXXII.
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Sweet lonely Grott! nor art thou less
Than those antique Retreats admir'd,
Where or the Sylvan Goddesses,
Or where Diana's Self retir'd;
Than those antique Retreats admir'd,
Where or the Sylvan Goddesses,
Or where Diana's Self retir'd;
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In thee no glorious Roofs are shown,
Nor the proud Column's graceful Height;
But hoary Moss, and rustic Stone,
Commend thy Structure to the Sight;
Nor the proud Column's graceful Height;
But hoary Moss, and rustic Stone,
Commend thy Structure to the Sight;
In this plain Neatness lovelier far,
Than all the pompous Piles of State,
Since here nor enters Dread, nor Care,
Nor busy Strife, nor factious Hate.
Than all the pompous Piles of State,
Since here nor enters Dread, nor Care,
Nor busy Strife, nor factious Hate.
Here CAROLINE to learned Ease,
And studious Solitude resign'd,
The Depths of Truth and Wisdom sees,
And stores her rich capacious Mind.
And studious Solitude resign'd,
The Depths of Truth and Wisdom sees,
And stores her rich capacious Mind.
Not that ev'n here she leaves unsought
Whate'er the Publick Weal may claim;
But plans for ever in her Thought
Britannia's Pow'r, and Wealth, and Fame.
Whate'er the Publick Weal may claim;
But plans for ever in her Thought
Britannia's Pow'r, and Wealth, and Fame.
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Her boundless Goodness She conveys
To Lands remote, and foreign Climes;
And through the peaceful World essays
To bring the old Saturnian Times.
To Lands remote, and foreign Climes;
And through the peaceful World essays
To bring the old Saturnian Times.
And oft, nor ever giv'n in vain,
Her Aid the Royal Counsels own;
Thus She transmits her Consort's Reign,
By Her improv'd in Glory down;
Her Aid the Royal Counsels own;
Thus She transmits her Consort's Reign,
By Her improv'd in Glory down;
Nor, though our KING protracts his Stay,
The happy Briton aught complains,
Since still with delegated Sway
Our ROYAL GUARDIAN holds the Reins.
The happy Briton aught complains,
Since still with delegated Sway
Our ROYAL GUARDIAN holds the Reins.
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