re, and they by from paa, 5, mutual woes endear em different souls assign Her boasted titles, and her golden And sees far off with an indignan What fancied zone can circumscribe the so Who, conscious of the source from when springs, By Reason's light, on Resolution's wings, Spite of her frail companion, dauntless goes O'er Lybia's deserts and thro' Zembla's sno She bids each slumb'ring energy awake, Another touch, another temper take, Suspends the inferior laws that rule our clay The stubborn elements confess her sway; Their little wants, their low desires, refine, And raise the mortal to a height divine. Not but the human fabric from the birth Imbibes a flavour of its parent earth. As various tracts enforce a various toil, The manners speak the idiom of their soil. ! what seasons call on Resolution's wings, - laws that rule our clay: e idiom of their soil. To brave the savage rushing from [Mr. Gray's Elegy in the Country Church-Yard, before it ap print, was handed about in manuscript; and amongst othe personages who saw and admired it, was the Lady Cobhan sided at the Mansion-House at Stoke-Pogeis. The perfor duced her to wish for the author's acquaintance; and La and Miss Speed, then at her house, undertook to effect it. ladies waited upon the author at his aunt's solitary mansi he at that time resided; and not finding him at home, the names. Mr. Gray, surprised at such a compliment, ret visit. And as the beginning of this acquaintance wore a li face of romance, he soon after gave a fanciful and pleasant it in the following copy of verses, which he entitled A Long IN Britain's isle, no matter where, An ancient pile of building stands [1]: The Huntingdons and Hattons there Employ'd the power of Fairy hands [1] The mansion-house at Stoke-Pogeis, then in the possessi countess Cobham. The house formerly belonged to the Earl tingdon and the family of Hatton. LONG STORY. admired 1, was the Lady Com he author's acquaintance; and Le her bouse, undertook to fear. De author at his aunt's socay ad not finding him at home, ze rised at such a compliment, in ng để this acquaintance were a littl sfer gave a fanciful and pleasantantry verses, which he emailed A Long div Full oft within the spacious walls, When he had fifty winters o'er My grave Lord-Keeper led the bra The seals and maces danc'd bef His bushy-beard, and shoe-strings His high-crown'd hat, and satin Mov'd the stout heart of England' Tho' Pope and Spaniard could What, in the very first beginning Shame of the versifying tribe! Your hist'ry whither are you spinn Can you do nothing but describ [2] Sir Christopher Hatton, promoted by Qu graceful person and fine dancing.-Brawls were then in vogue. |