The Shamrock or, Hibernian Cresses. A Collection of Poems, Songs, Epigrams, &c. Latin as well as English, The Original Production of Ireland. To which are subjoined thoughts on the prevailing system of school education, respecting young ladies as well as gentlemen: with practical proposals for a reformation [by Samuel Whyte] |
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VERSES, On the Rev. Dr. CORBET's Promotion to the Deanery of St. Patrick, Dublin.
Whatever has been done of old,
By solemn Bards, or Sages, told;
Whatever of recorded Praise
Adorns the Rolls of younger Days;
As far as William's Fame hath run;
Or Britain's Flag attends the Sun;
All Tongues, all Climes, from Pole to Pole,
Are known to Corbet's curious Soul.
By solemn Bards, or Sages, told;
Whatever of recorded Praise
Adorns the Rolls of younger Days;
As far as William's Fame hath run;
Or Britain's Flag attends the Sun;
All Tongues, all Climes, from Pole to Pole,
Are known to Corbet's curious Soul.
He, too, can trace each mystic Birth
Of Nature to its embryon Earth;
And read the Volumes of the Sky,
With Newton's incorporeal Eye!
On Truth's bright Form new Radiance breaks;
And Doubt gets Pinions, as he speaks.
Of Nature to its embryon Earth;
And read the Volumes of the Sky,
With Newton's incorporeal Eye!
On Truth's bright Form new Radiance breaks;
And Doubt gets Pinions, as he speaks.
But, ask the Question, where to find,
The learned Head and humble Mind;
The modest Sense, which, sure to please,
Yet shrinks from every Touch of Praise;
The blameless Lips, which speak no Guile,
And, smiling, never learn'd to smile;
The graceful Manners, which compel
Our Love, by more than magic Spell,
And join, with unaffected Art,
The Courtier's Ease, and Hermit's Heart;
Worth, which can wear, and not profane,
The Title of St. Patrick's Dean:—
Ask where such happy Virtue grows;
And all the World, but Corbet knows.
The learned Head and humble Mind;
The modest Sense, which, sure to please,
Yet shrinks from every Touch of Praise;
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And, smiling, never learn'd to smile;
The graceful Manners, which compel
Our Love, by more than magic Spell,
And join, with unaffected Art,
The Courtier's Ease, and Hermit's Heart;
Worth, which can wear, and not profane,
The Title of St. Patrick's Dean:—
Ask where such happy Virtue grows;
And all the World, but Corbet knows.
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