Approving, greatly recompens'd. But he, Next Shipbourne, tho' her precincts are confin'd 260 265 Who fofters all their foliage---These are thine, 270 Yes, little Shipbourne, boaft that these are thine-- And if---But oh !--- and if 'tis no difgrace, The birth of him who now records thy praife. Nor fhalt thou, Mereworth, remain unfung, Where noble Westmoreland, his country's friend, Bids British greatnefs love the filent shade, 275 Where piles fuperb, in claffic elegance, Arife, and all is Roman, like his heart. Nor Chatham, tho' it is not thine to fhew The lofty foreft or the verdant lawns, 230 *The feat of Lord Vane. Yet Yet niggard filence shall not grutch thee praise. 285 Shap'd by her own mechanics, wou'd alone Her ifland fortify, and fix her fame; Nor wou'd fhe weep, like Rachael, for her fons, 290 In foreign lands is fhed---and shed in vain. Now on fair Dover's topmoft cliff I'll stand, And look with fcorn and triumph on proud France. 295 Join'd the Britannic to the Gallic shore ; But Neptune on a day, with fury fir'd, Rear'd his tremendous trident, fmote the earth, "'Twixt you and you, my fervants and my fons, 300 2 A DATUR MUNDORUM PLURALITAS. U NDE labor novus hic menti? Quæ cura quietam Cœleftes fine more jubet volitare per ignes? Geftio, & infolitas fpirant præcordia flammas. Fallor, an ipfe venit? Delapfus ab æthere fummo Pegafon urget eques, laterique flagellifer instat : Me vocat; & duris defifte laboribus, inquit, "Me duce, carpe viam facilem, tibi fingula clarè Expediam, tibi cernere erit, quos fidera nôrunt, "Indigenas cultufque virûm, morefque docebo." Nec mora, pennipedem conscendo jussus, ovansque (Quanquam animus fecum volvens exempla priorum Bellerophonteæ pallet difpendia famæ) in ΙΟ 15 Poft |