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SONNET III. TO GORGES EDMOND HOWARD, ESQ.

ON READING SOME ILLIBERAL STRICTURES ON HIS WRITINGS AND CHARACTER.

MDCCLXXII.
Howard! whose eagle-genius soars above
The weak enervate flight of modern rhymes;
Whose bosom, glowing with thy country's love,
Curbs the wild phrenzy of distemper'd times.
Whether those sacred heights thy fancy climbs,
Where memory's maids round Shakspeare's temple rove,
Or, deeply shuddering at a nation's crimes,
Her sluggard sons you waken and reprove.
Complete thy generous toil—lo! fame pursues,
Her golden trump, her laurel wreath she brings,
To crown with deathless praise thy various worth;
Though rancorous envy the fair palm refuse,
'Tis virtue's tax; for true the poet sings,
“It is the bright day brings the adder forth.”