Scripscrapologia or, Collins's Doggerel Dish Of All Sorts. Consisting of Songs Adapted to familiar Tunes, And which may be sung without the Chaunterpipe of an Italian Warbler, or the ravishing Accompaniments of Tweedle-Dum or Tweedle-Dee. Particularly those which have been most applauded in the author's once popular performance, call'd, The Brush. The Gallimaufry garnished with a variety of comic tales, quaint epigrams, whimsical epitaphs, &c. &c. [by John Collins] |
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A TRIBUTE OF THE HEART |
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A TRIBUTE OF THE HEART
Respectfully addressed to the Right Hon. Lord DUDLEY and WARD,
whose unbounded Benevolence to the Poor, merits more Praises
than so poor a Penman can possibly record.
Titles, their origin if back we trace,
First grac'd the noblest of the human race,
And round his brows the Coronet was twin'd,
Who, mark'd by noblest deeds, the noblest mind!
But, in these modern times, how chang'd the plan,
Since many a Lord now blurs the name of man;
While blazing stars too oft their breasts adorn,
Where darkling vice courts obloquy and scorn;
And many a proud Right Hon'rable and Grace,
Takes rank, where Grace and Honor ne'er took place!
While thou, thrice noble Dudley, seek'st the way,
To reap those honours which can ne'er decay;
And add'st armorial bearings to thy shield,
By deeds unheard of in the tented field;
Deeds by which mortals to immortals rise,
And sons of earth are welcom'd to the skies!
Where crowns and thrones are their eternal meed,
Who cloath the naked, and the hungry feed;
Dry up the tears that drench the mourner's eye,
Heal human woes, and human wants supply;
The gaudy trappings of false greatness spurn,
Nor seek an epitaph to deck their urn;
But doing good, for goodness sake alone,
Those blessings they bestow, make all their own!
First grac'd the noblest of the human race,
And round his brows the Coronet was twin'd,
Who, mark'd by noblest deeds, the noblest mind!
But, in these modern times, how chang'd the plan,
Since many a Lord now blurs the name of man;
While blazing stars too oft their breasts adorn,
Where darkling vice courts obloquy and scorn;
And many a proud Right Hon'rable and Grace,
Takes rank, where Grace and Honor ne'er took place!
While thou, thrice noble Dudley, seek'st the way,
To reap those honours which can ne'er decay;
And add'st armorial bearings to thy shield,
By deeds unheard of in the tented field;
Deeds by which mortals to immortals rise,
And sons of earth are welcom'd to the skies!
Where crowns and thrones are their eternal meed,
Who cloath the naked, and the hungry feed;
Dry up the tears that drench the mourner's eye,
Heal human woes, and human wants supply;
The gaudy trappings of false greatness spurn,
Nor seek an epitaph to deck their urn;
But doing good, for goodness sake alone,
Those blessings they bestow, make all their own!
These are thy honours, not that highly here,
Exalted, by the name of Lord, or Peer,
Thou shin'st the glaring meteor of a day,
And, meteor-like, must swiftly pass away;
But that, superior to the Peer or Lord,
Worth, more than Birth, ennobles peerless Ward.
Exalted, by the name of Lord, or Peer,
Thou shin'st the glaring meteor of a day,
And, meteor-like, must swiftly pass away;
But that, superior to the Peer or Lord,
Worth, more than Birth, ennobles peerless Ward.
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