I. ON A CELEBRATED EVENT IN ANCIENT HISTORY. A ROMAN Master stands on Grecian ground, He, by his Herald's voice, aloud proclaims Glad acclamation by which air was rent! Doth sometimes hang on musing Fancy's ear: By all the blended powers of Earth and Heaven. II. UPON THE SAME EVENT. WHEN, far and wide, swift as the beams of morn And of that joy which shook the Isthmian Field, The rough Ætolians smiled with bitter scorn. ""Tis known," cried they, "that He, who would adorn The prize, or be content to see it worn As if the wreath of Liberty thereon Would fix itself as smoothly as a cloud, Which, at Jove's will, descends on Pelion's top!" III. TO THOMAS CLARKSON, On the final passing of the Bill for the Abolition of the Slave Trade, March, 1807. CLARKSON! it was an obstinate Hill to climb: Is won, and by all Nations shall be worn! The bloody Writing is for ever torn, And Thou henceforth shalt have a good Man's calm, A great Man's happiness; thy zeal shall find |