Poems to Thespia To Which are Added, Sonnets, &c. [by Hugh Downman] |
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XII. | XII. To J. B. CHOLWICH, Esq.
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XII. To J. B. CHOLWICH, Esq.
Thou lovest the muse; and mid her circle smallOf friends, thy soul her mutual friendship shares.
Not, Cholwich, vested in her tragic pall,
As when she bade the sympathetic tears
Start from thy melting eye; or with the torch
Of indignation, kindled in thy breast
The generous flame of warm resentful ire,
She comes. Less gorgeous now, more simply drest,
And taught by love, within his temple's porch
These notes she breathed, responsive to his lyre;
Notes to her partial votary justly dear.
Nor, form'd for ease, and sweet domestic life.
Too spirited to cringe, for public strife
Too virtuous, shall they fail to engage thy ear.
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