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'TP H E following Poems were 

* written originally for the 
Amufement of the Author, as they 
were the Proc{u6ls of her leifure Mo- 
ments. She had no Intention ever 
Xo have pubiifhed them; nor v/ould 
they now have made their Appear- 
ance, but at the Importunity of 
many of her beft, and mofl: gene- 
rous Friends ; to whom fhc con- 
fiders herfelf, as under the greateft 

As her Attempts in Poetry are 
now fent into the World, it is 
hoped the Critic will not fevcrcly 
cenfure their Defeats ; and we pre- 
fum^e they have too much Merit 



to be cad aiide with Contempt, 
as worthlefs and trilling EliuHons. 

As to the Difad vantages flie has 
laboured under, with Regard to 
Learning, nothing needs to be of- 
fered, as her Mauer's Letter in the 
following Page wiii fuHicienti/ ihcw 
the Difficulties in this Refped: fhc 
had to encounter. 

With all their Imperfedions, the 
Poems are now humbly fubmitted 
to the Peruial of the Public. 


The following is a Copy of a Letter fent by the 
Author's Mafier to the Publilhen 

PHILLIS was brought from Africa to America^ 
in the Year 1761, between .Seven and Eight 
Years of Age. Without any Afliitancefrom School 
Education, and by only what fhe was taught in the 
Family, Ihe, in fixteen Months I ime from her Ar- 
rival, attained the Englifh Language, to which fhe 
v/as an utter Stranger before, to fuch a Degree, as 
to read any, the moft difficult Parts of the Sacred 
Writings, to the great Aftoniftiment of all who 
heard her. 

As to her Writing, her own Curiofity led her 
to it ; and this flie learnt in fo fhort a Time, that in 
the Year 1765, ^wt wrote a Letter to the Rev. 
Mr. CccoM, the iW/^;^ Minifter^ while m England. 

She has a great Inclination to learn the Latin 
l^onoue, and has made fome Prog-refs in it. This 
Relation is given by her Mafter who bought her, 
and with whoni Ihe now lives. 


Bcjlcn^ Nov, 14, 1772. 

To the P U B L I C K, 

As it has been repeiitcdiy fuggdlcd to the Puhliflicr, by Pci> 
fons, who have feen the Manufcnpt, tlnit Nunihcrs 
would be ready to fUijpecl they were not reaiiy tlic VVritings of 
PHILLIS, he has procured the following Attellation, trom 
the moll reff.cctable Characters InBofic?!, that nouc might have 
the Icalt Ground for difputing their JriginaL 

WE whofc Names are under-written, do afTurc the World, 
that the Poems fpecified in the following Page, * were (as we 
verily believe) wricten by Phi ll is, a young Negro Girl, who 
was but a few Years fmce, brought an uncultivated Barbarian 
from Afrkay and has ev«r fmce been, and now is, under the 
Difadvantage of ferving as a Slave in a Family in this Town. 
She has been ex.imincd by foxrte of the beii Judges, and is 
thought qualified to write them. 

His Excellency Thomas Hutchinson, Qotienwr^ 
^he Hon .Andrew Oliver, L icutenant-Go'vernor. 

^he Hon. Thomas Hubbard, 
^he Hon, John Erving, 
^he Hon, James Pitts, 
ne Hon, Harrifon Gray, 
^he Hon, James Bowdoin, 
John Hancock, jEy^> 

The Rev, Charles Chauncy,Z>. 9. 
The Rev, Mather Byles, O, D. 
The R ev E d . Pern ber ton , D . D . 
The P.z^v, Andrew Elliot, /;,Z>. 
The Rev, Samuel Cooper, D:D, 
The R^v. Mr. .^amuel Mather, 

Jofeph Green, FJq; The Rev. Mr, John Moorhead, 

Richard Carey, £J^; j Mr, John Wheatiey, her Majlcr, 

N. B, The original Atteilation, figned by the above Gentle- 
men, may be feen by applying to Archibald Belly Bookfeller, 
No. 8, Aldgau-Street, 

*■ The Words '^ folk^ing Rage^^ allude to the Contents of ■ 
the Mamufcript Copy, which are wrote at th^ Back of thcj 
above Atteftation. 


O N 


To M iE C E N A S- 

MiE C E N A S5 you^ beneath the myrtle 
Read o'er what poets fung, and fhepherds play'd. 
What felt thofe poets but you feel the fame ? 
Does not your foul pofTefs the facred flame ? 
Their noble {trains your equal genius fhares 5 
In fofter language, and diviner airs. 

While Homer paints lo ! circumfus'd in air, 
Celeftial Gods in mortal forms appear ^ 

B Swift 

10 P O E M S ON 

Swift as they move hear each recefs rebound, 
Heav'n quakes, earth trembles, and the fhores re- 
found, lo 
Great Sire of verfe, before my mortal eyes. 
The lightnings blaze aerofs the vaulted fkies. 
And, as the thunder fliakcs the heavenly plains, 
A deep-felt horror thrills through all my vtm^. 
When gentler llrains demand thy graceful fong, 15 
The lengthening line moves languifliing along. 
When great Patrochs courts Achilles^ aid, ^ 
The grateful tribute of my tears is paid ; 
Prone on the fliore he feels the pangs of love, 
Ajad Hem Pelidcs tend'reft pafTions move. ' 20 

Great Maro's ftrain in heav'nly numbers flows, • 
The JNine infpire, and all the bofom glows. 
O could I rival thine and VirgiVh page, 
Gr claim the Mufes with the Mantuan Sage ; 
Soon the fame beauties ftiould my mind adorn, 25 
And the fame ardors in my foul Ihould burn : 
Then Ihould my fong in bolder notes arife. 
And all my numbers pleafingly furprize > 



But here I fit, and mourn a grov'llng mind. 
That fain would mount, and ride upon the wind. 

Not you, my friend, thefe plaintive llrains be- 
Not you, whofe bofom is the Mufes home ; 
When they from tow'ring Helicon retire. 
They fan in you the bright immortal fire, 
But I lefs happy, cannot raife the fong, 35 

The fault'ring mufic dies upon my tongue. 

The happier Terence * all the choir infpir'd. 
His foul replenilli'd, and his bofom fir'd ; 

But fay, ye Mufes^ why this partial grace, ^i^ 

To one alone of Afric^% fable race ; 40 

From age to age tranfm.itting thus his name 
With the firft glory in the rolls of fame ? 

Thy virtues, great Maecenas ! ftiall be fung 
In praifc of him, from, whom thofe virtues fprung : 

* He was an African by birth. 

B 2 While 

12 P O E M S OT^ 

While blooming wreaths around thy temples 
fpread, 45 

I'll fnatch a laurel from thine honoured head. 
While you indulgent fmile upon the deed. 

. As long as Thames in ftreams majeftic flows. 
Or Nciiads in their oozy beds repofe. 
While PiMbus reigns above the ftarry train, 50 
While bright Aurora purples o'er the m.ain. 
So long, great Sir, the mufe thy praife Ihall fmg, 
, So long thy praife fhall make Parnajfus ring : 
Then grant, M^cenas^ thy paternal rays. 
Hear me propitious, and defend my lays. ^^ 



On virtue. 

OThou bright jewel in my aim I ftrive 
To comprehend thee. Thine own words 
Wifdom is higher than a fool can reach. 
I ceafe to wonder, and no more attempt 
Thine height t' explore, or fathom thy profound. 5 
But, O my foul, fink not into defpair. 
Virtue is near thee, and with gentle hand 
Would now embrace thee, hovers o'er thine head. 
Fain would the heav'n-born foul with her converle, 
Then feek, then court her for her promised blifs. 

Aufpicious queen, thine heav'nly pinions fpread, 
And lead celeflial Chafiity along ; 
Lo ! now her facred retinue defcends, 
Array'd in glory from the orbs above. 
Attend me, Virtue^ thro' my youthful years ! i^ 
O leave me not to the falfc joys of time ! 
But guide my fteps to ^Xi6k.i% life and blifs. 


14 P O E M S o?j 

Gfeatnefsy or Goodnefs^ fay what 1 fliall call the^. 
To give an higher appellation ftill, 
Teach me a better flrain, a nobler lay, 20 

O thou, enthroned with Cherubs in the realms of 
day ! 



To THE University of CAMBRIDGE, 

WHILE an intrinfic ardor prompts to write, 
The mufes promife to allifl my pen ^ 
'Twas not long fmce I lefc my native ihore 
The land of errors, and Egyptian gloom : 
Father of mercy, 'twas thy gracious hand 5 

Brought me in fafety from thofe dark abodes. 

Students, to you 'tis giv'n to fcan the heights 
Above, to traverle the ethereal fpace, 
And mark the fvftems of revolving; worlds. 
Still more, ye fons of fcience ye receive 10 

The blifsful news by melTcngers from heaven. 
How Jefus" blood for your redemption flows. 
See him with hands out-ftretcht upon the crols ; 
Immenfe compajQion in his bofom glows •, 
He hears rcvilers, nor refents their fcorn : 15 

What matchlefs mercy in the Son of God ! 
When the whole human race by fin had fall'n. 


\i6 P O E M S o N 

He deign'd to die that they might rife again, 

And fhare with him in the fublimefl fKies, 

Life without death, and glory without end, 2.0 

Improve your privileges while they ftay, 
Ye pupils, and each hour redeem, that bears 
Or good or bad report of you to heav*n. 
Let fm, that baneful evil to the foul, 
Byyou belliunn'd, nor once remit your guards 25 
§uppreis the deadly ferpent in its egg. 
Ye blooming plants of human race divine. 
An Ethiop tells you 'tis your greateft foe •, 
Its tranfient fweetnefs turns to endlefs pain. 
And in immenfe perdition finks the foul go 



To the KIN G'§ Moft Excellent Maje%. 

% 1768. 


YOUR fubjefts hope, dread Sire — 
The crown upon your brows may jflouriih 
And that your arm may in your God be ftrong ! 
O may your fceptre numerous nations fway, 
And all with love and readinefs obey ! 

But how fhall we the Britijh king reward ! 5 
Rule thou in peace, our father, and our lord ! 
Midft the remembrance of thy favours paft, 
The meaneft peafants moft admire the laft. * 
May GeorgCy belov'd by all the nations JOund> ' 
Live with heav'ns choiceft conftant bleffings 
crown'd! 10 

Great God, direft, and guard him from on high^i 
And from his head let ev'ry evil fly ! 
And may each clime with equal gladnefs fee 
A monarch's fmile can fct his fubjefts free I 
* The Repeal of the Stamp Aft. 

C Of 



Ipn being brought from ^ F R I C A to 

^'T^ WAS inercy brought me from my Pagan 
"^ -i land, 

Taught my benighted foul to underftand 
That there's a God, that there's a Saviour too ; 
Once I redemption neither fought nor knew. 
Some view our fable race with fcornful eye, 5 
^^' Their colour is a diabolic die. ' 
Remember, Chrijlians^ NegroSy black as Cain^ 
May be lefin'd, and join th' angelic train.. 


Various subjects. 19 


On the Death of tife Rev. Dr. S E W E L L. 

1760. * 

ER E yet the morn its lovely bluHies fprcad. 
See Sewell numbered v/ith the happy dead. 
H^il, holy man, arrived th' immortal fliore^ 
Though we fliall hear thy warning, voice no more. 
Come, let us all behold with wifhful eyes 5 

The faint afcending to his native fkies^ 
From hence the prophet wing'd his rapt'rous way 
To the bleii manfions in eternal day. 
Then begging for the Spirit of our God^ 
And panting eager for the fame abode, 10 

Come, let us all with the fame vigour rife^ 
And take a profpeft of the blifsful fkics ; 
"While on our minds Chriji^s image fs iriipreft^ 
And the dear Saviour glows in cvVy bread". 
Thrice happy faint ! to find thy heav'n atlall, 1.5 
What compenfation for the evils pad ! 

C % Great 

20 POEMSorf 

Great God, incomprehenfible, unknown 
By fenfe, we bow at thine exAted throne. 
O, while v/e beg thine excellence to feel. 
Thy facred Spirit to our hearts reveal, 20 

And give us of that mercy to partake. 
Which thou hall promised for the Saviour" shk.t\ 

*^ Sewell is dead." Swifc-pinion'd Fame thus 
" IsiS^'re;^//dead,'' my trembling tongue reply'd, 

what a blefling in his flight deny'd ! 25 
How oft for us the holy prophet pray'd ! 
How oft to us the Word of Life convey'd ! 
By duty urg'd my mournful verie to clofc, 

1 for his tomb this epitaph compofe. 

^' Lo, here a man, redeemed by Jefus* blood, 30 
" A fmner once, but now a faint with God j 
" Behold ye rich, ye poor, ye fools, ye wife, 
" Nor let his monument your heart furprize ; 
" 'Twill tell you what this holy man has done, 
*' Which gives him brighter luftre than the fun. 

*' Liften, 


^^ Liflen, ye happy, from your feats above. 
" I fpeak fincerely, while 1 fpeak and love, 
" He fought the paths of piety and truth, 
" By thefe made happy from his early youth ! 
^' In blooming years that grace divine he felt, 40 
^' Which refcues fmners from the chains of guile. 
^' Mourn him, ye indigent, whom he has fed, 
^' And henceforth fcek, like him, for living bread ; 
" Ev'n Chrijl^ the bread defcending from above, 
*' And afk an int'reft in his faving love. 45 

" Mourn him, ye youth, to whom he oft has told 
*' God's gracious wonders from the times of old. 
*^ I, too have caufe this mighty lofs to mourn, 
*^ For he my monitor will not return. 
" O when fhall we to his blell flare arrive ? 50 
*' When the fame graces in our boforxis thrive.'* 



On the Death of the Rev. Mr. GEORGE 

HAIL, happy faint, on thine immortal throne,- 
PolTeil of glory, life, and bllfs unknown ; 
We hear no more the mufic of thy tongue^ 
Thy wonted auditories ceafe to throng. 
Thy fcrmons in unequall'd accents flow'd, § 

And evVy bofom with devotion glow'd ^ 
Thou didft in llrains of eloquence refin'd 
Inflame the heart, and captivate the mind. 
Unhappy wc the fetting fun deplore, 
So glorious once, but ah ! it lliines no more. 10 

Behold the prophet in his towering flight ! 
He leaves the earth for heav'n's unmeafur'd 

And worlds unknown receive him from our fight, 

There JVhilefieldmngs with rapid courfe his way. 

And fails to Zion through vafl: feas of day. 15 

Thy pray'rs, great faint, and thine inceflTant cries 

Have pierc'd tlie bofom <^f thy native ikies. 



Thou moon haft feen, and all the flars of light. 
How he has wreftled with his God by night. 
He prayM that gt"ace in ev'ry heart might dwell, 20 
nHc long'd to fee America excel ; 
He charged its youth that ev'ry grace divine 
Should with full luftre in their conduft fhine ; 
That Saviour, which his foul did firft receive. 
The greateft gift that ev'n a God can give, 25 
He freely offer'd to the numerous throng. 
That on his lips with lift'ning pleafure hung. 

^' Take him, ye wretched, for your only good, 
^^ Take him ye ftarving finners, for your food ; 
" Ye thirfty, come to this life-giving ftream, ^o 
^' Ye preachers, take him for your joyful theme ; 
" Take him my dear Americans^ he faid, 
^' Be your complaints on his kind bofom laid : 
^' Take him, ye Africans^ he longs for you, 
^' Impartial Saviour is his title due : ^r 

^' Wafh'd in the fountain of redeeming blood, 
" Youlhallbe fons, and kings, and priefts to God.'' 



Great Countefs^ * we Americans revere 
Thy name, and mingle in thy grief fmcere ; 
New England ditt fly feels, the Orphans mourn, 40 
Their more than father will no more return. 

But, though arrefted by the hand of death, 
Whitefield no more exerts his laboring breath. 
Yet let us view him in th' eternal fkies. 
Let evVy heart to this bright vifion rife ; 45 

"While the tomb fafe retains its facred trull, 
Till life divine re-animates his dull. 

* The Countefs of Himtingden^ to whom Mr. Whiiefield 

was Chaplain. 



On the Death of a young Lady of Five Years 

of Age. 


.ROM dark abodes to fair etherial light 

Th* enraptur'd innocent has wing'd her flight; 
On the kind bofom of eternal love 
She finds unknown beatitude above. 
This know, ye parents, nor her lofs deplore, ^ 
She feels the iron hand of pain no more ; 
The difpenfations of unerring grace, 
Should turn your forrows into grateful praife ; 
Let then no tears for her henceforward flow. 
No more diftrefs'd in our dark vale below. 10 

Her morning fun, which rofe divinely bright. 
Was quickly mantled with the gloom of night ; 
But hear in heav'n's bleft bow'rs your JSancy fair. 
And learn to imitate her language there. 
" Thou, Lord, whom I behold with glory crown'd, 
^' By what fweet name, and in what tuneful found 

D " Wilt 

t6 P O E M S QN 

'' Wiit thou be prais'd ? Seraphic pow'rs are faint 
'' Infinite love and majefty to paint. 
'^ To thee let all their grateful voices raife, 
'' And faints and angels join their fongs of 
" praife." 20 

PcrfecSt in blifs flie from her heav'niy home 
Looks down, and fmiling beckons you to come ; 
Why then, fond parents, why thefefruitlefs groans ? 
Reilrain your tears, and ceafe your plaintive moans. 
Freed from a v/orldof fin, andfnares, and pain, 25 
Why would you wiili your daughter back again ? 
No — bow refign'd. Let hope your grief control. 
And check the rifing tumult of the foul. 
Calm in the profperous, and adverfe day. 
Adore the God w^ho gives and takes away ; 30 
Eye him iii all, his holy name revere. 
Upright your aftrons, and your hearts fincere^ 
Till having fail'd through life's tempeftuous fea, 
And from its rocks, and boift'rous billows free, 
Yourf^lves, lafe landed on the blifsful Ihorc, J5 
Shall join your happy babe to part no more* 



On the Death of a young Gentleman. 

WH O taught thee conflifl with the pow'rs 
of night. 
To vanquiih Satan in the fields of fight ? 
Who ftrung thy feeble arms with might unknown^ 
How great thy .conqueft^ and how bright thy 

crown ! 
War with each princedom, throne^ and pow'r 

is o'er, 5 

The fcene is ended to return no more. 
O could my mufe thy feat on high behold. 
How deckt with laurel, how enrich'd with gold ! 
O could {he hear what praife thine harp ern- 

How fweet thine anthems, how divine thy joys ! 10 
What heav'nly grandeur Ihould exalt her ftrain! 
What holy raptures in her numbers reign ! 
To footh the troubles of the mind to peace. 
To ilill the tumult of life's toffing feas, 

D 2 T# 

2? P O E M S OK 

To eafe the anguifli of the parents heart, 15 

Whdt fhall my fympathizing verfe impart ? 
Where is the bahn to heal fo deep a v/ound ? 
AVhere fhall a fov'reign remedy be found ? 
Look, gracious Spirit, from thine heav'nly bovvV, 
And thy full joys into their bofoms pour ; 20 

The raging tempeft of their grief control. 
And fpread the dawn of glory through the foul, 
To eye the path the faint departed trod, 
And t^'ace hirn to the bofom of his God, 



To a Lady on the Death of her Hulband. 

A^RIM monarch ! fee, deprived of vital breath, 
^^ A young phyfician in the diift of death: 
Doft thou go on incelTant to deftroy, 
Our griefs to double, and lay wafte our joy ? 
Enough thou never yet waft known to fay, j 

Though millions die, the vaffals of thy fway : 
Nor youth, nor fcience, nor the ties of love. 
Nor aught on earth thy flinty heart can move. 
The friend, the fpoule from his dire dart to fave. 
In vain we afk the fovereign of the grave. la 

Fair mourner, there fee thy lov'd Leonardhxid^ 
And o'er 'him fpread the deep impervious fhade y 
Clos'd are his eyes, and heavy fetters keep 
His fenfes bound in never-waking fleep. 
Till time fhall ceafe, till many a ftarry world 15 
Shall fall from heav'n, in dire confufion huri'd, 
Till nature in her final wreck Ihall lie. 
And her laft groan Ihall rend the azure Iky : 


y> P O E M S 01^ 

Not, not till then his aflive foul fhall claim 

His body, a divine immortal frame. 20 

But fee the foftly-ftealing tears apace 
Purfue each other down the mourner's face ; 
But ceafe thy tears, bid ev'ry figh depart. 
And caft the load of anguiih from thine heart : 
From the cold jfhell of his great foul arife, 25 

And look beyond, thou native of the fkies ; 
There fix thy view, where fleeter than the wind 
Thy Leonard mounts, and leaves the earth behind^ 
Thyfelf prepare to pafs the vale of night 
To join for ever on the hills of light : 30 

To thine embrace his joyful Ipirit moves 
To thee, the partner of his earthly loves ; 
He welcomes thee to pleafures more refin'd^ 
And better fuitcd to th' immortal mind. 

G O L I. 



I Sam, Chap. xvii. 

YE martial pow'rs, and all ye tuneful nine, 
Infpire my fbng, and aid my high defign. 
The dreadful fcenes and toils of war I write. 
The ardent warriors, and the fields of fight : 
You beft remember, and you befl can fing 5 

The adls of heroes to the vocal firing : 
Refume the lays with which your facred lyre. 
Did then the poet and the fage infpire. 

Now front to front the armies were difplay^d. 

Here Ifrael rang'd, and there the foes array'd ^ 10 

The hods on two oppofing mountains flood, 

Thick as the foliage of the waving wood ; 

Between them an extenfive valley lay. 

O'er which the gleaming armour pour'd the day. 

When from the camp of the Philljlvie foes, 15 

Dreadful to view, a mighty warrior rofe ; 

In the dire deeds of bleeding battle flcill'd. 

The monfter ftalks the terror of the field. 



From Gath he fprung, Goliath was his name, 

Of fierce deportment, and gigantic frame : 20 

A brazen helmet on his head was plac'd, 

A coat of mail his form terrific grac'd. 

The greaves his legs, the targe his flioulders preft : 

Dreadful in arms high-tow'ring o'er the reft 

A fpear he proudly wav'd, whofe iron head, 25 

Strange to relate, fix hundred fnekels wxigh'd ; 

He ftrode along, and fliook the ample field. 

While Phccbus blaz'd refulgent on his fliield : 

Through Jacobs race a chilling horror ran, 

When thus the huge, enormous chief began : 30 

" Say, what the caufe that in this proud array 
*' You fet^our battle in the face of day ? 
" One hero find in all your vaunting train, 
'^ Then fee who lofes, and who wins the plain ; 
*' For he who Wins, in triumph may demand 35 
^' Perpetual fervice from the vanquilh'd land : 
" Your armies I defy, your force defpife, 
" By far inferior in Philijiia's eyes : 

^^ Produce 


^^ Produce a man, and let us try the fight, 

*' Decide the conteft, and the viftor's right." 40 

Thus challenged he : all T/r^c"/ flood amazM, 
And ev'ry chief in confternation gaz'd ; 
But Jejfe's km in youthful: bloom appears. 
And warlike courage far beyond his years : 
He left the folds, he left the flow'ry meacis, 45 
And foft receffes of the fylVan fhades. 
Now IJraePs monarch, and his troops arife. 
With peals of fliouts afcending to the llcies j 
In Elab's vale, the fcene of combat lies. 

When the fair morning blufh'd with orient 
red, 50 

What David's fire enjoin'd the fon obey'd. 
And fwlft of foot towards the trench he came. 
Where glow'd each bofom v/ith the martial flameo 
He leaves his carriage to another's care. 
And runs to greet his brethren of the war. 55 
"\V hile yet they fpake the giant-chief arofe, 
Repeats the challenge, and infults his foes : 

E Struck 

3i P O E M S ofT 

Struck with the found, and trembling at the view. 
Affrighted Ifrael from its pofl withdrew. 
" Obferve ye this tremendous foe, they cry'd, 60 
'' Who in proud vaunts our armies hath defy'd.: 
'^ Whoever lays him proftrate on the plain, 
^' Freedom in I/rael for his houfe fhall gain _; 
^' And on him wealth unknov/n the king will pour, 
'' And give his royal daughter for his do.w'r." 6§ 

Then Jefe's youngeft hope : " My brethren 
" -What fhall be done for him v/ho takes away 
Reproach from Jacoi?^ who deftroys the chief. 
And puts a period to his country's grief. 
^' He vaunts the honours of his arms abroad, 70 
^^ And fcorns the armies of the living God." 

Thus fpoke the youth, th' attentive people e/d 
The wond'rous hero, and again reply'd : 
" Such the rewards our monarch will beftow, 
'^ bn him who conquers, and deftroys his foe/' 75 





Eliah heard, and kindled into ire 
To hear his fliepherd- brother thus inquire. 
And thus begun ? " What errand brought thee ? 

" iay 
'^ Who keeps thy flock ? or does it go aftray ? 
^' I know the bafe ambition of thine heart, 80 
" But back in fafety from the field depart.'' 

Eliah thus to Jejfe's youngefl heir, 
Exprcfs'd his wrath in accents moft fevere,' 
When to his brother mildly he reply'd, 
*' What have I done ? or what the caule to 
'^ chide ?" 85 

The words were told before the king, who fent 
For the young hero to his royal tent : 
Before the monarch dauntlefs he began, 
" For this Philijline fail no heart of man : 
*^ rU take the vale, and with the giant fight: 90 
"l^ I dread not all his boafts, nor all his might.'* 

E 2 When 

^^6 P O E M S o N 

When thus the king : ^^ Dar'ft thou a ftripling go, 

" And venture combat with fo great a foe ? 

^' Who all his days has been inur'd to fight, 

" And made its deeds his ftudy and delight : g^ 

*' Battles and bloodfhed brought the monfter forth, 

^' And clouds and whirlwinds uiher'd in his birth/' 

When David thus : " I kept the fleecy care, 

*' And out there rufh'd a lion and a bear ; 

" A tender lamb the hungry lion took, loo 

"'And with no other weapon than my crook 

" Bold I purfu'd, and.chas'd him o'er the field, 

'^ The prey delivered, and the felon kill'd : 

" As thus the lion and the bear I flew, 

*' So fiiall Goliath fall, and all his crew : 105 

" The God, who liiv'd me from thefe beafis of 

" prey, 
'' By me this moniler in the dufc fliall lay." 
So David fpoke. The wond'ring king reply'd ; 
" Go thou with heaven and viftory on thy fide : 
*' This coat of mail, this fword gird on," he 

faid, no 

And plac'd a mighty helmet on his head ; 



The coat, the fword, the helm he laid afide, 
Nor chofe to venture with thofe arms untry'd. 
Then took his ftafF, and to the neighboring 

Inftant he ran, and thence five pebbles took. 115 
Mean time defcended to Philiftid's fon 
A radiant cherub, and he thus begun : 
'' Goliath, well thou know'il thou haft defy'd 
'' Yon Hebrew armies, and their God deny'd : 
*' Rebellious v/retch I audacious worm ! for- 

" bear, 120 

" Nor tempt the vengeance of their God too far : 
" Them, who with his omnipotence contend, 
" No eye lliall pity, and no arm defend : 
" Proud as thou art, in fnort livM glory great, 
'' I come to tell thee thine approaching fate. 125 
^' Regard my v/ords. The judge of all the gods, 
" Beneath whoie fteps the tow'ring mountain nods, 
. *^ Will give thine armies to the favage brood, 
" That cut the liquid air, or range the wood. 
" Thee too a well-aim'd pebble fliall defbroy, 130 
'^ And thou.Ilialt perilli by a beardlcfs boy : 

" Such 


" Such is the mandate from the realms above, - 
" And Ihould I try the vengeance to remove, > 
" Myfelf a rebel to my king would prove. ^ 
" Goliath fay, fhall grace to him be iliown, 135 
*' Who dares heav'ns monarch, and znfults his 
^^ throne?" 

" Your words are loft on me,'' the gianf 
While fear and wrath contended in hi^ eyes. 
When thus the meffenger from heav'ri replies : 
^' Provoke no more Jehovah's awful hand 140 

^' To hurl its vengeance on thy guilty land : 
" He grafps the thunder, and, he Vvangs the 

" ftorm, 
** Servants their fov'reign's orders to perform/* 

The angel fpoke, and turn'd his eyes away. 

Adding new radiance to the rifing day. 145 

Now Bavid comes : the fatal ftones demand 
His left, the ftaff engag'd his better hand : 



The giant mov'd, and from his tow'ring height 
Surveyed the {tripling, and difdain'd the fight, 
And thus began : " Am I a dog with thee ? 150 
" Bring'ft'thou no armour, but a ftafF to me ? 
" The gods on thee their vollied curfes pour, 
'* And beads and birds of prey thy flefh de- 

" vour.'* 

D^^vi .undaunted thus, " Thy fpear and iliield 
" Shall no proce6lion to thy body yield: 155 

" JebovaJfs name no other arms I bear, 

^' I ask no other in this glorious war. 
*' To-day the Lord of Hofts to me will give 
" -Vid'ry, to-day thy doom thou flialt receive ; 
*' The fate you threaten fhall your own be- 

" come, 160 

" And beafts fliall be your animated tomb, - 
" That all the earth's inhabitants may know 
" That there's a God, who governs all below : 
" This great affembly too fhall witnefs Hand, 
^' That needs nor fword, nor fpear, th' Almighty's 

hand: 165 

'' The 

40 P O E M S o N 

*^ The battle his, tlie conquell he beftows, 
" And to our pow'r configns our hated foes.^* 

Thus David fpoke ^ Goliath heard and came 
To meet the hero in the J&eld of fame. 
Ah ! fatal meeting to thy troops and thee, 170 
But thou wail deaf to the divine decree j 
Young David meets thee, meets thee not in vain; 
^Tis thine to perifh on th' enlanguin'd plain. 

And now the youth the forceful pebble fiung, 
Philijiia trembled as it whizz'd along : ' '^75 

In dread forehead, where the helmet ends, 
Juft o'er the brows the well-aim'd ftone defcends. 
It pierc'd the flaill, and fhatter'd all the brain, 
Prone on his face he tumbled to the plain : 
'Goliath's fall no fmaller terror yields 180 

Than riving thunders in aerial fields : 
The foul ftill lingered in its lov'd abode, 
Till conq'ring David o'er the giant flrode ; 
Goliath's fword then laid its mailer dead. 
And from the body hew'd the ghailly head^ ^85 



Tjie blood in gufhing torrents drench'd the plains, 
The ibul found paffage through the fpouting 

And now aloud th' illuftrious viftor faid, 
" Where are your boaftings now your cham- 

" pion*s dead ?'* 
Scarce had he fpoke, when the Philijlines fled : 

But fled in vain ; the conqu'ror fwift purfu'd : 
What Icenes of flaughter ! and what feas of blood ! 
There Saul thy thoufands grafp'd th* impurpled 

In pangs of death the conqueft of thine hand ; 
And David thtvQ were thy ten thoufands laid: 195 
Thus IfraeVs damfels mufically play'd.- 

Near Gath and Ekron many an hero la/. 
Breathed out their fouls, and cursM the tight of 

day : 
Their fury, queiich'd by death, no longef burns^ 
And Dauid with Goliath's head returns, %o^ 

To Salera brought, but in his tent he placed 
The load of armour which the giant grac'd^ 

F ttis 

41 P O E M S ON 

His monarch faw him coming from the war, 
And thus demanded of the foil of Ner. ^ 
*' Say, who is this amazing youth ?" he cry'd, 205 
When thu3 the leader of the hoft reply'd ; 
•^^ As lives thy foul I know not whence he fprung, 
*' So great in proweft though in years fo young :'* 
*' Inquire whole fon is he," the fov'reignfaid, 
** Before whofe conq'ring arm Philijlia fled." 210 
Before the king behold the ftripling fland, 
GoliatFs head depending from his hand : 
To him the king: '^ Say of what martial line 
*' Art thou, young hero, and what fire was thine ?'* 
,>Ie humbly thus^ " the fon of Jefe 1 : 215 

^" I came the glories of the field to try. 
*' Small is my tribe, but valiant in the fight •, 
^' Small is my city, but thy royal right." 
^' Then take the promised gifts," the monarch 

Conferring riches and the royal bride : 220 

^^ Knit to my foul for ever thou remain 
*« With me, nor quit my regal Voof again." 



Thoughts on the Works of Providence, 

A RISE, my foul, on wings enraptured, rife 
^ ^ To praife the monarch of the earth and 

Whofe goodnefs and beneficence appear 
As round its centre moves the rolling year. 
Or when the morning glows with rofy charms, 5 
Or the fun flumbers in the ocean's arms : 
Of light divine be a rich portion lent 
To guide my foul, and favour my intent. 
Celeftial mufe, my arduous flight fuftain. 
And raife my mind to a feraphic ftrain ! 10 

Ador'd for ever be the God unfeen, 
Which round the fun revolves this vaft machine. 
Though to his eye its mafs a point appears : 
Ador'd the God that whirls furrounding fpheres, 
Which lirft ordain'd tliat mighty &0I fhould 
reign 15 

The peerlefs monarch of th' ethereal train : 

. F 2 Of 

44 P O E M S ON 

Of miles twice forty millions is his height. 
And yet his radiance dazzles mortal fight 
So far beneath — trom him th' extended earth 
Vigour derives, and evVy flow'ry birth : 2Q 

Vsil through her orb fhe moves with eafy grace 
Around her Fhcchm in unbounded fpace ^ 
True to her courfe th' impetuous ftorm derides^ 
'Triumphant o'er the winds^ and furging tides* 

Alniighty, in thefe wond'rous works of thine, 25 
What Povfr^ what Ji^ifdcm^ and what Coodncfs 

ihine ? 
And are thy wonders, Lord, by men explor'd^ 
'■ And yet creating glory unador'd I 

Creation fmiles in various beauty gay, 
While day to night, and night fucceeds to day : 30 
"That TFifdom^ which attends Jehovah's ways, 
Shines moft confpicuous in the folar rays : 
Without them, delV.tute of heat and light. 
This world would be the reign of endlefs 



In their excefs how would our race complain, 35 
Abhorring life ! how hate its length'iicd chain ! 
From air aduft what numerous ills would rife ? 
What dire contagion taint the burning flcles ? 

What pcililcntial vapours, fraught w^ith death, • 
'Would iik^ and o/erfpread the lands beneath ? 40 

Hail, fmiling morn, that from tJie orient mab 
Afcending doft adorn the heav'nly plain ! 
So rich, fo various are thy beauteous dIeS| 
That fpread through all the circuit of the ficies, 
That, full of thee, my foul in rapture foars^ 4^ 
And thy great God^ the caufe of all adores. 

O'er beings infinite his love extends, 
His JVijdom rules them, and his Pow'r defend^. 
When taflcs diurnal tire the human frame, 
The fpirits faint, and dim the vital flame, 5© 

Then too that ever acftive bounty fliines, 
Which not infinity of fpace confines. 
The (able veil, that Night in filence draws, 
^Conceals effeds, but fhcws th' Ai^iighty Caufe \ 


46 P O E M S o>r 

Night feals in ilcep the wide creation fair, g^ 

And all is peaceful but the brow of care. 
Again, gay Phccbus^ as the day before, 
Wakes ev'ry eye, but whut fiiall wake no more ; 
Again the face of nature is renew'd. 
Which ftill appears harmonious, fair, ^nd good. 60 
May grateful ftrains falute the fmihng morn, 
Before its beams the eaftern hills adorn ! 

Shall day to day and night to night conipirc 
To fhow the goodnefs of the Almighty Sire ? 
This mental voice fball man regardlefs hear, 65 
And never, never raife the filial pray'r ? 
To-day, O hearken, nor your folly mourn 
For time mifpent, that never will return. 

But fee the fons of vegetation rife, 
And fpread their leafy banners to the fkies. 70 
All-wife Almighty Providence we trace 
In trees, and plants, and all the flow'ry race ^ 
As clear as in the nobler frame of man^ 
All lovely copies of the Maker's plan. 



The powV the fame that forms a ray of light, 75 
That call'd creation from eternal night. 
" Let there be light," he faid : from his profound 
Old Chaos heard, and trembled at the found : 
Swift as the word, infpir'd by powV divine. 
Behold the light around its maker Ihine, 80 

The firft fair produ6l of th' omnific God, 
And now through all his works diffused abroad. 

As reafon's pow'rs by day our God difclofe. 
So we may trace him in the night's repofe : 
Say what is ileep ? and dreams how pafling 
ftrange ! Z^ 

Wh^n aftion ceafes, and ideas range 
Licentious and unbounded o'er the plains. 
Where Fancfs queen in giddy triumph reigns,. 
Hear in foft ftrains the dreamino; lover fi i-h 
To a kind fair, or rave in jealoufy ; 90 

On pleafure now, and now on vengeance bent, ^^ 
The laboring pafiions ftruggle for a vent. 
What pow'r, O man ! thy reafon then reftores, 
So long fufpended in nodurnal hours ? 


48 P O E M S o N 

What fecret hand returns the mental train, 95 
And gives improv'd thine aftive pow'rs again ? 
From thee, O man, what gratitude fliould rile ! 
And^ when from bahny fleep thou op'il thine' 

Let thy firft thoughts be praifes to the flcies. 
How merciful our God who thus imparts 100 
O'erflowing tides of joy to human hearts. 
When wants and woes might be our righteous lot, 
Our God forgetting, by our God forgot ! 

Among the mental pow'rs a queftion rofe, 
" What mod the image of th' Eternal lliows ?'* 
When thus to Reafon (fo let Fancy rove) 
Her great companion fpoke immortal Love. 

*^ Say, mighty pow'r, how long fliall ftrife pre- 
" And with its murmurs load the whifpVing 

" gale ? 
" Refer the caufe to Recolk^f ion's fhrine, 1 1^ 

^[ Who loud proclaims my origin divine, 

« The 


"^^ The caufe whence heav'n and earth began to be, 
'' And is not man immortaliz'd by me ? 
" Reajon let this moft caufclefs ftrife fubfide." 
Thus Love pronounc'd, and Reafojt thus re- 
plyU ii5 

" Thy birth, celeftial queen ! 'tis mine to own^ 
" In thee refplendent is the Godhead fhown • 
" Thy words perfuade, my foul enraptur'd feels 
" Refiftlefs beauty which thy fmile reveals." 
Ardent iKe Ipoke, and, kindling at her 
charms, 120 

She clafp'd the blooming goddefs in her arms. 

Infinite Love where'er we turn our eyes 
Appears : this evVy creature's wants fupplies ; 
This moft is heard in Nature's conftant voice. 
This makes the morn, and this the eve re- 
joice; 125 
This bids the foft'ring rains and dews defcend 
To nourilh all, to ferve one gen'ral end, 

G > The 


Th^ good of man : yet man ungrateful pays 

But little homage, and but little praife. 

To him, whofe works array'd with mercy 
fhine^ 130 

What fongs fhould rife, how conftant, how di- 



To a Lady on the Death of Thrce Relations. 

\]iT E trace the pow'r of Death from tomb to 
^ ^ tomb. 
And his are all the ages yet to comeo 
'Tis his to call the planets from on high. 
To blacken Phcehus^ and difTolve the (ky • 
His too, when all in his dark realms are hurl'd, 5 
From Its firm bafe to Ihake the folid world ^ 
His fatal fceptre rules the fpacious whole, 
And trembling nature rocks from pole to pole. 

Awful he moves, and wide his wings are fpread: 
Behold thy brother number'd with the dead ! iq 
From bondage freed, the exulting fpirit flies 
Beyond Olympus^ and thefe flarry fides. 
Lofl in our woe for thee, blefl fhade, we mourn 
In vain ; to earth thou never mufl return. 
Thy fiflers too, fair mourner, feel the dart 15 
Of Death, and with frefh torture rend thine heart. 

G 2 '■ Weep 

51 P O E M S ON 

Weep not for them, who wiHi thine happy mind 
To rife with them, and leave the world behind. 

As a young plant by hurricanes up torn, 20 
So near its parent lies the newly born — 
But 'midfl the bright ethereal trai-n behold 
It fhines fuperior on a throne of gold : 
Then, mourner, ceafe ; let hope thy tears reftrain, 
b^nile on the tomb, and footh the raging pain. 25 
On yon blefl regions fix thy longing view, 
Mindlefs of fublunary fcenes below ^ 
Afcend the facred mount, in thought arife. 
And feek fubftantial, and immortal joys j 
Where hope receives, where faith to vifjgn 
fprings,. 30 

And raptur'd feraphs tune th' immortal firings 
To {trains extatic. Thou the chorus join, ^ 
Aiid to thy father tune the praife divine. 




To- a Clergyman on the Death of his Lady. 

'^X7HERE contemplation finds her lacred 
^ Y fpring. 
Where heav'nly mufic makes the arches ring. 
Where virtue reigns unfully'd and divine. 
Where wifdom thron'd, and all the graces fhiiie. 
There fits thy fpoufe amidfl the radiant throng, 5 
While praife eternal warbles from her tongue ; 
There choirs angelic Ihout her welcome round. 
With perfect blifs, and peerlefs glory crown'd. 

While thy dear mate, to flefii no more confined. 
Exults a bleft, an heav'n-afcended mind, iq 

Say in thy breaft Ihall floods of forrow rife ? 
Say fhall its torrents overwhelm thine eyes ? 
Amid the feats of heav'n a place is free, 
And angels ope their bright ranks for thee ; 
For thee they v/ait, and with expectant eye 15 
Thy fpoufe leans downward from th' empyreal 

^•^ O come 


'' O come away, her longing fpirit cries, 

^' And fhare witli me the raptures of the flcies. 

^^ Our blifs divine to mortals is unknown^ 

" Immortal life and glory arc our own. 2® 

" There too may the dear pledges of our love 

^' Arrive, and tafle with us the joys above •, 

" Attune the harp to more than mortal lays, 

*' And join with us the tribute of their praife 

" To him, wlio dy'd ilern juilice to atone, 25 

" And make eternal glory ail our own. 

^' He in his death flew ours, and, as he rofe, 

" He crufli'd the dire dominion of our foes ; 

" Vain were their hopes to put the God to flight, 

*' Chain us to hell, and bar the gates of light." 30 

Shefpoke, and turn'd from mortal fcenes her eyes, 
Which beam'd celefcial radiance o'er the fl<:ies. 

Then ^hou, dear man, no more with grief re- 
Let grief no longer damp devotion's fire, 
But fife fublime, to equal blifs afpire. s5 



Thy fighs no more be wafted by the wind, 
No more complain, but be to heav'n refign'd. 
^Twas thine t' unfold the oracles divine. 
To footh our woes the tafk was aifo thine ; 
Now forrow is incumbent on thy heart, 40 

Permit the mufe a cordial to impart ; 
Who can to thee their tend'reft aid refufe ? 
To dry thy tears how longs the heav'nly mufe ! 


S^. P/ O E M S ON 

An H Y M N to the Morning. 

ATTEND my lays, ye ever honoured nine, 
Aflift my labours, and my ftrains refine ; 
In fmootheft numbers pour the notes along, 
For bright Aurora now demands my fong. 

Aurora hail, and all the thoufands dies, 5 

Which deck thy progrefs through the vaulted 

Ikies : 
The morn awakes, and wide extends her rays, 
On ev'ry leaf the gentle zephyr plays ; ^ 

Harmonious lays the feather'd race refume. 
Dart the bright eye, and fhake the painted 

plume. 10 

Ye Ihady groves, your verdant gloom difplay 
To fliield your poet from the burning day : 
Calliope awake the facred lyre. 
While thy fair lifters fan the pleafing fire : 



The bow'rs, the gales, the variegated fl<:ies 15 
In all their pleafures in my bolbm rife. 

See in the eaft th* illuftrious king of day ! 
His rifing radiance drives the ihades away — 
But Oh ! I feel his fervid beams too ftrong, 
And fcarce begun, concludes th' abortive fong. 20 

H An 



An H y M N to the Evening, 

O O N as the fun forfook the eaftern main 
The pealing thunder (hook the heav'nly 
plain ; 

Majeflic grandeur ! From the zephyr's wing. 

Exhales the incenfe of the blooming fpring. 

Soft purl the ftreams, the birds renew their 
notes, 5 

And through the air their mingled mufic floats. 

Through all the heav'ns \yhat beauteous dies are 
fpread ! 
Btit the weft glories in the deepeft red : - 
So may our breafts with ev'ry virtue glow, 
The living temples of our God belo)v ! i p 

Fill'd with the praife of him who gives the 
And draws the faille curtains of the night. 



Let placid flumbers footh each weary mind. 
At morn to wake more heav'nly, more refinM ; 
So fliall the labours of the day begin 15 

More pure, more guarded from the fnares of fin. 

Night's kaden fceptre feals my drowfy eyes, 
Then ceafe, my fong, till fair Aurora rife. 

H % iSAUM 


Isaiah Ixiii. i — ^8. 

SAY, heav'nly mufe, what king, or mighty- 
That moves fublime from Tdumea'^ road ? 
In BozraFs dies, with martial glories join'd. 
His purple vefture waves upon the wind. 
Why thus enrob'd delights he to appear 5 

In the dread image of the Pcw'r of war ? 

ComprefsM in wrath the fwelling winc-prefs 
Jc bled, and pour'd the gufhing purple round. 

^' Mine was the acl," th' Almighty Saviour 
And fhook the daz7iling glories of his head, 10 
^^ When all forfook I trod the prefs alone, 
^' And conquered by omnipotence my own ; 
<^^ For* man's releafe fullain'd the ponderous load^ 
*' For man the wrath of an immortal God : 
# ^* <^ To 


" To execute th' Eternal's dread command 15 
" My foul I facrific'd with willing hand ^ 
*' Sinlefs I flood before the avenging frown, 
'^ Atoning thus for vices not my own/* 

His eye the ample field of battle round 
Surveyed, but no created fuccours found ^ 20 
His own omnipotence fuftainM the fight. 
His vengeance funk the haughty foes in night; 
Beneath his feet the proflrate troops v/ere fpread. 
And round him lay the dying, and the dead. 

Great God, what lightening flafhes from thine 
eyes ? 25 

What pow'r with (lands if thou indignant rife? 

Againfl thy Zion though her foes may rage^ 
And all their cunning, all their ftrength engage. 
Yet fhe ferenely on thy bofom lies. 
Smiles at their arts, and ail their force defies, 30 


62 p o :£ M S o\? 

On Recollection. 

MNEME begin. Infpire, ye fac red nine. 
Your vent'rous Jfric in her great defign. 
Alneme^ immortal pow'r, I trace thy fpring : 
Aflift my ftrains, while I thy glories fing : 
The afts of long departed years, by thee 5 

Recovered, in due order rang'd we fee : 
Thy pow'r the long-forgotten calls from night. 
That fweetly plays before iht fancy's fight. 

Mneme in our nofturnal vifions pours 
The ample treafure of her fecret ftores ; 10 

Swift from above fhe wings her filent flight 
Through Thcche's realms, fair regent of th^ 

night ; 
And, in her pomp of images difplay'd, 
To the high-raptur'd poet gives her aid, 
Through the unbounded regions of the mind, 15 
DifFufing light celeftial and refin'd. 



T'he heav'nly phantom paints the aftions done 
By ev'ry tribe beneath the rolling fun. 

Mneme^ enthroned within the human breaft. 
Has vice condemn'd, and ev'ry virtue bleft. 20 
How fweet the found when we her plaudit hear ? 
Sweeter than mufic to the ravifli'd ear. 
Sweeter than Mard's entertaining ftrains 
Refounding through the groves, and hills, and 

But how is Mneme dreaded by the race, 25 

Who fcorn her warnings, and defpife her grace ? 
By her unveiPd each horrid crime appears. 
Her awful hand a cup of wormwood bears. 
Days, years milpent, O what a hell of woe ! 
Hers the worft tortures that our fouls can know, j^ 

Now eighteen years their deftin'd courfe have 
In fafl fuccefTion round the central fun. 
How did the follies of that period pafs 
Unnoticed, but behold them writ in brafs ! 

^ In 

64 P O E M S ojr 

In Recolleftion lee them frefh return, :^^ 

And fure 'tis mine to be afham'd^ and mourn. 

O Virtue^ fmlling in immortal green, 
Do thou exert thy powV, and change the fcene ; 
Be thine employ to guide my future days. 
And mine to pay the tribute of my praife. 40 

Of RecolleElton fuch the pow'r enthroned 
In ev'ry breall, and thus her pow'r is own'd. 
The wretch, who dar'd the vengeance of the fkies, 
At laft awakes in horror and furprize. 
By her alarm'd, he {tt% impending fate, 45 

He howls in anguifli^ and repents too late. 
But O ! what peace, what joys are hers t' impart 
To ev'ry holy, ev'ry upright heart ! 
Thrice bleft the man, who, in her facred flirine. 
Feels himfelf fhelter'd from the wrath divine ! 50 




THY various works, imperial queen, we fee, 
How bright their forms ! how deck'd with 
pomxp by thee ! 
Thy wond'rous a6ls in beauteous order ftand. 
And all atteft how potent is thine hand. 

From Helicon's refulgent heights attend, 5 

Ye facred choir, and my attempts befriend * 
To tell her glories with a faithful tongue. 
Ye blooming graces, triumph in my fongo 

Now here, now there, the roving Fancy flies, 
Till fome lov'd objed ftrikes her wand'ring 
eyes, lO 

Whofe filken fetters all the fenfes bind. 
And foft captivity involves the mind. 

66 P O E M S ON 

Imagination ! v/ho can fing thy force ? 
Or who defcribe the fwiftnefs of thy courfe ? 
Soaring through air to find the bright abode, 15 
Th' empyreal palace of the thund'ring God, 
We on thy pinions can furpafs the wind, 
And leave the rolling univerfe behind : 
From ftar to ftar the mental optics rove, 
Meafure the Ikies, and range the realms 
above. 20 

There in one viev/ we grafp the mighty whole, 
Or with new worlds amaze th' unbounded foul. 

I'hough B'lnter frowns to Fancfs raptur'd- 
The fields may flouriih, and gay fcenes arife; 
The frozen deeps may break their iron bands, 25 
And bid their waters murmur o'er the fands. 
Fair Flora may refume her fragrant reign, 
And with her fiowVy riches deck the plain 5 
Sylvanus may diftufe his honours round, 
And all the forcft majr with leaves be crown'd : 30 

4^ Show'rs 


Show'rs may defccnd, and dews their gems dif- 

And neclar fparkle on the blooming role. 

Such is thy pow'r, nor are thine orders vain, 
O thou the leader of the mental train : 
In full perfeftion all thy works are wrought, 35 
And thine the fceptre o'er the realms of thought. 
Before thy throne the fubjeft-paffions bow. 
Of fubjeft-paffions fov'reign ruler Thou; 
At thy command joy ruflies on the lieart. 
And through the glowing veins the fpirits dart. 40 

Fancy might now her filken pinions try 
To rife from earth, and fweep th' expanfe on 

high ; 
From TithcrCs bed now mnght Aurora rife. 
Her cheeks all glowing with celeflial dies. 
While a pure ftream of liglit o'erflov/s the 

fkies. 45^ 

The monarch of the day I might behold. 
And all the mountains tipt v/ith radiant gold, 

I 2 But 



But I reluftant leave the pleafing views. 
Which Fancy drefies to delight the Mufe ; 
JVinter auftere forbids me to afpire, 5^ 

And northern tempefts damp the rifing fire -, 
They chill the tides of Fancy^s flowing fea, 
Ceafe then, my fong, ceafe the unequal lay. 

A Fu^ 


A Funeral POEM on the Death of C. E. 
an Infant of Twelve Months. 

THROUGH airy roads he wings his inflant 
To purer regions of celeilial h'ght ; 
Enlarg'd he ices unnumber'd fy items roll. 
Beneath him fees the univerfal whole, 
Pi mets on planets run their deftin'd round, 5 

And circling wonders fill the vaft profound. 
Th' ethereal now, and now th' empyreal fkies 
With growing fplendors ftrike his wond'ring eyes : 
The angels view him \Yith delight unknown, 
Prefs his foft hand, and feat him on his throne j 
Then fmiling thus. " To this divine abode, 
" The feat of faints, of feraphs, and of God, 
" Thrice v/elcome thou.'' The raptur'd babe 

" Thanks to my God, v/ho fnatch'd me to the 

" flvies, 

" E'er 

70 P O E M S ow 

^' E*er vice triumphant had pofTcfs'd my hearty 15 

" E'er yet tl;ie tempter had beguii'd my heart, 

" E'er yet on fin's bafe aftions I was bent, 

*' E'er yet I knew temptation's dire intent ; 

*' E'er yet the lafh for horrid crimes I felt, 

cc £'^j- vanity had led my way to guilt, 20 - 

" But, foon arriv'd at my celeftial goal, 

*' Full glories rufli on my expanding foul." 

Joyful he fpoke : exalting cherubs round 

Clapt their glad wings, the heav'nly vaults refound. 

Say, parents, why this unavailing moan ? 25 
Why heave your penfive bofoms witli the groan ? 
To Charles^ the happy fubjecl of my fong, 
A brighter world, and nobler ftrains belong. 
Say would you tear him from the realms above 
By thoughtlefs wiflies, and prepofl'rous love ? 30 
Doth his felicity increafe your pain ? 
Or could you welcome to this world again 
The heir of blifs ? with a fuperior air 
Methinks he anfwers with a fmile fevere, 
J* Thrones and dominions cannot tempt me, 

« there/' 35' 



But flill you cry, " Can we the figh forbear, 
*' And ftill and ftill mud we not pour the tear ? 
" Our only hope, more dear than vital breath, 
" Twelve moons revolv'd, becomes the prey of 

*' death ; 
" Delightful infant, nightly vifions give 40 

'' Thee to our arms, and we with joy receive, 
" We fain would clafp the Phantom to our breaft, 
*' The Phantom flies, and leaves the foul unbleft.'* 

To yon bright regions let your faith afcend, 
Prepare to join your deareft: infant friend 
In pleafures without meafure, without end. 




To Captain H — — d, of the 65th Regiment. 

S^ A Y, mufe divine, can hoflile fcenes delight 
' The warrior's bofom in the fields of fight ? 
Lo ! here the chriftian, and the hero join 
With mutual grace to form the man divine. 

In H- D lee with pleafure and furprize, 5 

Where valour kindles, and where virtue lies : 
Go, hero brave, ftill grace the pcft of fame, 
And add new glories to thine honoured name. 
Still to the field, and flill to virtue true : 
Britannia glories in no fon like you. le 



To the Right Honourable WILLIAM, Earl 

of Dartmouth, His Majefty^s Principal Secre- 
tary of State for North America, &c. 

HA I L, happy day^ when, fmiling like the 
Fair Freedom rofe New-England to adorn : 
The northern clime beneath her genial ray, 
Dartmouth^ congratulates thy blifsful fway : 
Elate with hope her race no longer mourns, 5 
Each foul expands, each grateful bofom burns, 
While in thine hand with pleafure we behold 
The filken reinSj and Freedom's charms unfold. 
Long loft to realms beneath the northern flcies 
She ftiines fupreme, while \\^,tt^ifa£Iion dies t lO 
Soon as appeared the Goddefs long defir'd, 
Sick at the view, fhe languifti'd and expir'd ; 
Thus from the fplendors of the morning light 
The owl in fadnefs feeks the caves of night. 

K N# 


O N 

No more, America^ in mournful ftrain 15 
Of wrongs, and grievance unredrefs'd complain, 
No longer fliall thou dread the iron chain. 
Which wanton ^Tyranny with lawlefs hand 
Had made, and with it meant t' enflave the land. 

Should you, my lord, while you perufe my 
fong, 20 

Wonder from whence my love of Freedom fprung^ 
Whence flow thefc wifhes for the common good. 
By feeling hearts alone beft underflood, 
I, young in life, by feeming cruel fate 
Was fna'tch'd from Afric's fancy 'd happy feat : 25 
What pangs excruciating muft moleft. 
What forrows labour in my parent's breafl ? 
SteePd was that foul and by no mifery mov*d 
That from a father feiz'd his babe belov'd : 
Such, fuch my cafe. And can I then but 
pray 30 

Others may never feel tyrannic fv/ay ? 



For favours paft, great Sir, our thanks are due, 
And thee we afls: thy favours to renew. 
Since in thy pow'r, as in thy will before, 
To footh the griefs, which thou did'ft once dci- 
plore. 3S 

May heav'nly grace the facred fandlion give 
To all thy works, and thou for ever live 
Not only on the wings of fleeting Fame^ 
Though praife immortal crowns the patriot's 

But to conduft to heav'ns refulgent fane, 40 

May fiery courfers fweep th* ethereal plain, 
And bear thee upwards to that bleft abode. 
Where, like the prophet, thou Ihalt find thy God, 

K 2 ODE 

76 P O E M S ON 


On Mrs. W — 's Voyage to England. 


WHILE raging tempcfls fhake the fliore, 
While JE'liis^ thunders round us roar. 
And fweep impetuous o'er the plain 
Be flill, O tyrant of the main ^ 
Nor let thy brow contrafted frowns betray, 5 
While my Sufannah fkims the wat'ry way. 


Xhe Pozv^r propitious hears the lay, 

The blue-ey'd daughters of the fea 

With fv/eeter cadence glide along. 

And Thame? refponfive joins the fong. 10 

Pleas'd with their notes Sol fheds benign his ray, 

And double radiance decks the face of day. 

III. To 



To court thee to Brilannia's arms 
Serene the climes and mild the fi<:)% 

Her region boafts unniimber'd charms, 15 

Thy welcome fmiiles in ev'ry eye. 

Thy promife, Neptune keep, record my pray'r. 

Nor give my wiihes to the empty air. 

Bojfon^ ' richer 10, 1772c 


78 P O E M S OK 

To a Lady on her comin.^ to North-America 
with Iier Son, for the Recovery of her Health. 


Ndulgent iTiufe ! my grov'ling mind infpire. 
And fill my bofom with ceicftial fire. 

See from Jcmiaica's fervid fliore (he moves, 
Like the fair motlier of the blooming loves. 
When from above the Gcd.hfs with her hand 5 
Fans the foft breeze, and lights upon the land -, 
Thus fhe on Neptune's wat'ry realm reclined 
Appeard, and thus invites the lingering wind. 

*' Arife, ye winds, America explore, 
*' Waft m.e, ye gales, from this malignant 
'' fhore; 10 

*^ The Northern milder climes I long to greet, 
" There hope that health will my arrival meet.'* 
Soon as {he fpoke in my ideal view 
The winds affented, and the veffcl flew% 



Madam, your fpoufe bereft of wife and fon, 15 
In the grove's dark receffcs pours his moan ; 
Each branch, wide-fprcading to the ambient fky^ 
Forgets its verdure, and fubmits to die. 

From thence I turn, and leave the fultry plain. 
And fwift purfue thy palTage o'er the main : 20 
The fhip arrives before the fav'ring wind. 
And makes the Philadelphian port aflign'd. 
Thence I attend you to Boftonia's arms. 
Where gen'rous friendfnip ev'ry bofom warms : 
Thrice welcome hcr^ ^ may health revive again, 2 5 
Bloom on thy cheek, and I:>ound in ev'ry vein ! 
Then back return to gladden ev'ry heart. 
And give your fpoufe his foul's far dearer part, 
Receiv'd apcain with what a fweet furorize. 
The tear in tranfport ftardng from his eyes ! ^c? 
While his attendant fon with blooming grace 
Sjprings to liis father's ever dear embrace. 
With ihouts of joy Ja7natcd*s rocks refound. 
With Ihouts of joy the country rings around. 



O N 

To a Lady on her remarkable Prefcrvation 
in an Hurricane in North-Carolina. 

THOUGH thou did'ft hear the tempeft from 
And felt'fr the horrors of the v/at'ry war. 
To me unknown, yet on this peaceful fhore 
Methinks I hear the ftorm tumultuous roar, 
And how flern Boreas with impetuous hand ^ 
Compell'd the Nereids to ufurp the land. 
Reludant rofe the daughters of the main, 
And flow afcending glided o'er the plain. 
Till ^Eolus in his rapid chariot drove 
In gloomy grandeur from the vault above : lo 
Furious he comes. His winged fons obey 
Their frantic fire, and madden all the fea. 
The billows rave, the wind's fierce tyrant roars, 
And with his thund'ring terrors fhakes the Ihores : 
Broken by waves the veflers frame is rent, 15 
And ftrows with planks the wat'ry element. 



But thee, Marta^ a kind 'Nereid's fhield 
PrefervM from finking, and thy form upheld : 
And fure fome heav'nly oracle defign^d 
At that dread crifis to inftruft thy mind 20 

Things of eternal confequence to weigh. 
And to thine heart juft feelings to convey 
Of things above, and of the future doom. 
And what the births of the dread world to come. 

From tolTing feas I welcome thee to land. 25 
'^ Refign her, Nereid^'' 'twas thy God's command. 
Thy fpoufe late buried, as thy fears conceived. 
Again returns, thy fears are all relieved i 
Thy daughter blooming with fuperior grace 
Again thou fee'ft, again thine arms embrace \ 30 
O come, and joyful fliow thy fpoufe his heir. 
And what the bleffings of maternal care ! 



O N 

To a Lady and her Children, on the Death 
of her Son and their Brother. 

/^'Erwhehning forrow now demands my fong : 
^"^^ From death the overwhehning forrow fprung. 
What flowing tears ? What hearts with grief op- 

What fighs on fighs heave the fond parent's 

breaft ? 
The brother weeps, the haplefs fillers join 5 

Th' increafmg woe, and fwell the cryftal brine ; 
The poor, who once his gen'rous bounty fed. 
Droop, and bewail their benefa6tor dead. 
In death the friend, the kind companion lies. 
And in one death what various comfort dies ! IQ 

Th' unhappy mother fees the fangufne rill 
Forget to flow, and nature's wheels Hand ftill. 
But fee from earth his fpirit far removed. 
And know no grief recals your bcft-belov'd : 



He, upon pinions fwifter than the wind, 15 

Has left mortality's fad fcenes behind 
For joys to this terreftrial ftate unknown, 
And glories richer than the monarch's crown. 
Of virtue's fteady courfe the prize behold ! 
What blifsful wonders to his mind unfold ! 20 
But of celeflial joys I fing in vain : 
Attempt not, mufe, the too advent'rous flrain. 

No more in briny fhow'rs, ye friends around, 
Or bathe his clay, or wafle them on the ground : 
Still do you weep, ftiirwifli for his return ? 25 
How cruel thus to wifh, and thus to mourn ? 
No more for him the ftreams of forrow pour. 
But hafte to join him on the heav'nly Ihore, 
On harps of gold to tune immortal lays. 
And to your God immortal anthems raife, 30 

L 2 To 


To a Gentleman and Lady on the Death of 
the Lady's Brother and Sifter, and a Child 
of the Name Avis^ aged one Year. 

/^ N Death's domain intent I fix my eyes, 
^"^^ Where human nature in vaft ruin lies : 
With penfive mind I fcarch the drear abode. 
Where the great conqu'ror has his fpoils beftow'd j 
There there the offspring of fix thoufand years 5 
In endlefs numbers to my view appears : 
Whole kingdoms in his gloomy den are thruft. 
And nations mix with their primaeval duft : 
Infatiate ftill he gluts the ample tomb ; 
His is the prefent, his the age to come. 10 

See here a brother, here a fifter fpread. 
And a fweet daughter mingled with the dead. 

But, Madam^ let your grief be laid afide, 
And let the fountain of your tears be dry'd, 
In vain they flow to wet the dufty plain, 15 

Your fighs are wafted to the Ikies in vain, 



Your pains they wltnefs, but they can no more. 
While Death reigns tyrant o'er this mortal Ihore. 

The glowing fbars and filver queen of light 
At laft muft pcrifrx in the gloom of night : 2a 
Refign thy friends to that Almighty hand, 
Which gave them life, and bov/ to his command; 
Thine Avis 2:ive without a murrn'ring Jieart, 
Though half thy foul be fated to depart. 
To fliining guards confign thine infant care 25 
To waft triumphant through the feas of air : 
Her foul enlarged to heav'nly pleafure fprings. 
She feeds on truth and uncreated things. 
Methinks I hear her in the realms above. 
And leaning forward vv^ith a filial love, 30 

Invite you there to lliare immortal blifs 
Unknown, untafied in a ftate like thi#. 
With tow'ring hopes, and growing grace arife. 
And feek beatifude beyond the fkies. 


85 J^OEMSoN 

On the Death of Dr. SAMUEL MARSHALL. 


THROUGH thickeft glooms look back, 
immortal fhade. 
On that confufion which thy death has made ; 
Or from Olympus^ height look down, and fee 
A Town involv'd in grief bereft of thee. 
Thy Lucy {t^% thee mingle with the dead, 5 

And rends the graceful trcfics from her head. 
Wild in her woe, with grief unknown oppreft 
Sigh follows figh deep heaving from h.r bread. 

Too quickly fled, ah ! v/hither art thou gone ? 
Ah ! loft for ever to thy wife and fon ! 10 

The haplefs child, thine only hope and heir. 
Clings round his mother's neck, and weeps his 

forrows there. 
The lofs of thee on "Tykr^s foul returns. 
And Bojion for her dear phyfician mourns. 



When ficknefs call'd for MarJhaWs healing 
hand, ^5 

With what compaflion did his foul expand? 
In him we found the father and the friend : 
In life how lov'd ! how honoured in his end ! 

And muft not then our jEfculapius flay 
To bring hi^ lingering infant into day ? ag 

The babe unborn in the dark womb is toft, 
And feems in anguifh for its father loft. 

Gone is Apollo from his houfe of earth. 
But leaves the fweet m-emorials of his worth : 
The common parent, whom we all deplore, 25 
From yonder world unfeen muft come no more. 
Yet 'midft oxir v/oes immortal hopes attend 
The fpoufe, the fire, the univerfal friend. 



To a Gentleman on his Voyage to Great-Britain 
for the Recovery of his Health. 

\A1 HILE others chant of gay Ely/tan fcenes, 
^ ^ Of balmy zephyrs, and of flow'ry plains, 
My fong more happy Ipeaks a greater name. 
Feels higher motives and a nobler flame. 
For thee, O R — , the mufe attunes her firings, 5 
And mounts fublime above inferior things. 

I fing not now of green embowVing woods, 
I fmg not now the daughters of the floods, 
I fmg not of the ftorms o'er ocean driv'n. 
And how they howPd along the wafte of heav'n, 10 
But I to R — would paint the Britijh fliore, 
An4 vail Atlantic^ not untry'd before : 
Thy life impaired commands thee to arife. 
Leave thefe bleak regions, and inclement flcies. 
Where chilling winds return the winter pafl:, 15 
And nature Ihudders at the furious blafl. 



O thou ftupendous, earth-enclofing m:An 
Exert thy wonders to the world again ! 
If ere thy pow'r prolong'd the fleeting breath, 
TurnM back the fhafts, and mock'd the gates of 
death, 20 

If ere thine air difpens'd an healing pow'r, 
Or fnatch'd the viftim from the fatal hour. 
This equal cafe demands thine equal care. 
And equal wonders may this patient fhare. 
But unavailing, frantic is the dream 25 

To hope thine aid without the aid of him 
Who gave thee birth, and taught thee where t4j 

And in thy waves his various bleflings fhow. 

May R — return to view his native Ihorc 
Replete with vigour not his own before, 30 

Then Ihall we fee with pleafure and furprize. 
And own thy work, great Ruler of the ikies ! 

M T« 



To the Rev. Dr. THOMAS AMORY 

on reading his Sermons on Daily Devotion, 
in which that Duty is recommended and aflifted. 

TO cultivate in evVy noble mind 
Habitual grace, and fentiments refin'd. 
Thus while you ftrive to mend the human heart. 
Thus while the heav'nly precepts you impart, 
O may each bofom catch the facred fire, 5 

And youthful minds to Virtue's throne afpire ! 

When God's eternal ways you fet in fight, 
And Virtue ftiines in all her native light. 
In vain would Vice her works in night conceal. 
For Wifdom^s eye pervades the fable veiL i© 

" Artifls may paint the fun's effulgent rays. 
But Amorfs pen the brighter God difplays : 
While his great works in Amory's pages fhine. 
And while he proves his effence all divine. 



The Atheift fure no more can boaft aloud 15 

Of chance^ or nature, and exclude the God ^ 
As if the clay without the potter's aid 
Should rife in various forms, and fhapes felf-made^ 
Or worlds above with orb o'er orb profound 
Self-mov'd could run the everlafting round. 20 
It cannot be — unerring Wijdom guides 
With eye propitious, and o'er all prefides. 

Still profper, Amory ! Hill may'ft thou receive 
The warmeft bleflings which a mufe can give. 
And when this tranfitory ftate is o'er, 25 

When kingdoms fall, and fleeting Fame's no more. 
May Jmory triumph in immortal fame, 
A nobler title, and fuperior name ! 

M ? On 

92 P O E M S N 

On the Death of J. C. an Infant. 

^T O more the fiowVy fcenes of pleafure rife, 
^ Nor charming profpefts greet the mental 
Ko more with joy we view that lovely face 
Smiling, difportive, flufh'd with ev'ry grace. 

The tear of forrow flows from ev'ry eye, 5 

Groans anfwer groans, and fighs to fighs rt^ply •, 
What fudden pangs fliot thro' each aching heart, 
When, Bccth^ thy meflenger difpatch'd his dart ? 
Thy dread attendants, all-dellroying Fow'r^ 
Hurried the infant to his mortal hour. 10 

Could'ft thou unpitying clofe thofe radiant 

eves ? 
Or faird his artlefs beauties to furprize ? 
Could not his innocence thy flroke controul. 
Thy purpofe fhake, and foften all thy foul ? 



The bloomino- babe, with fliacies of Death o'er- 

fpread, 15 

No more fliall fmile, no more fiiall raifc its 

But, like a branch that from the tree is torn, 
Falls profti*ate, v/ither'd, languid, and forlorn. 
" Where flies my James ?'' 'tis thus I feem to' 

The parent afk, " Some angel tell me where 2Q\ 
" He wings his paiiage thro' the yielding air ?" 
Methinks a cherub bending from the (kies 
Obferves the queftion, and ferene replies, 
** In heav'ns high palaces your babe appears : 
" Prepare to meet him, and difmifs your tears.** 25 
Shall not th' intelligence your grief reflrain. 
And turn the miOurnful to the chearful ftrain ? 
Ceafe your complaints, fufpcndeach rifing figh, 
Ceafe to accufe the Ruler of the flcy. 
Parents, no more indulge the falling tear: 3® 
Let Faith to heav'n's refulgent domes repair. 
There fee your infant, like a feraph glow : 
What charms celeftial in his numbers flow 


^4 P O E M S ON 

Melodious, while the foul-enchanting ftrain 
Dwells on his tongue, and fills th' ethereal plain ? 35 
Enough— for ever ceafeyourniurm'ring breath ^ 
Kot as a foe, but friend converfe with Deaths 
Since to the port of happinefs unknown 
He brought that treaiure which you call your own. 
The gift of heav'n intrufced to your hand 40 
Chearful refign at the divine command : 
Not at your bar mufl foy'reign JViJdcm fland. 




AnH Y M N to Humanity, 
To S. P. G. Efq-, 


LO ! for this dark terreftrial ball 
Forfakes his azure-paved hall 
A prince of heav'nly birth ! 
Divine Htmanity behold. 

What wonders rife, what charms unfold 5 

At his defcent to earth ! 


The bofoms of the great and good 
With wonder and delight he view'd. 

And fix'd his empire there : 
Him, clofe comprefTing to his bread, lo 

The fire of gods and men addrefs'd, 

^* My fon, my heav'nly fair ! 

III. '' Defcend 


" Defcend to earth, there place thy throne ; 
** To fuccour man's afflicled ion ;, 

*^ Each human heart infpire : • 15 

" To a6l in bounties unconfin'd 
" Enlarge the clofe contrafted mind, 

" And fill it with thy fire/' ''\ 



Quick as the word, with fwift career 

He wings his courfe from ftar to flar, 20 

And leaves the bright abode. 
The Firlue did his charms impart; 
Their G y ! then thy raptur'd heart 

Perceiv'd the rufliing God : 


For when thy pitying eye did fee 25 

The languid mufe in low degree. 

Then, then at thy defire 
Defcended the celeflial nine ; 
O'er me methought they deign'd to lliine, 
' ' And deign'd to firing my lyre. 30 

VL Can 



Can Afric^s mufe forgetful prove ? 
Or can fuch friendfhip fail to move 

A tender human heart ? 
Immortal Friend/hip laurel-crown'd 
The fmiling Graces all furround 25 

With cv'ry heav'nly Art. 

N T% 

§8 P O E M S ON 

To the Honourable T. H. Efqv on the Death 
of liis Daughter. 

WHILE deep you mourn beneath the 
The hand of Death, and your dear daughter laid 
In dull, whofe abfence gives your tears to flow. 
And racks your bofom with inceflant woe, 
Let RecoIleSfion take a tender part, 5 

AfTuage the raging tortures of your heart. 
Still the wild tempeft of tumultuous grief. 
And pour the heav'nly ne6lar of relief : 
Sufpend the figh, dear Sir, and check the groan. 
Divinely bright your daughter's Virtues flione : 10 
How free from fcornful pride her gentle mind. 
Which ne'er its aid to indigence declin'd ! 
Expanding free, it fought the means to prove 
Unfailing charity, unbounded love ! 

She unreluftant flies to fee no more i§ 

Her dear-lov'd parents on earth's dufky Iliore : 



Impatient heavVs refplendent goal to gain. 
She with fwift progrefs cuts the azure plain, 
Where grief lubfides, where changes are no more. 
And life's tumultuous billows ceafe to roar; 20 
She leaves her earthly manfion for the flcies, 
Where new creations feaft her wond'ring eyes. 

To heav'n^s high mandate chearfuUy refign'd 
She mounts, and leaves the rolling globe behind ; 
She, who late wifh'd that Leonard might return, 25 
Has ceas'd to languifli, and forgot to mourn ; 
1 o the fame high empyreal manfions come. 
She joins her fpoufe, and fmiles upon the tomb : 
And thus I hear her from the realms above : 
" Lo! this the kingdom of ceieftial love! 30 
" Could ye, fond parents, fee our prefent blifs, 
*' How foon would you each figh, each fear dif- 

'' mifs ? 
*' Amidft unutter'd pleafures whilfl I play 
*' In the fair funfhine of ceieftial day, 
^' As far as grief afFefts an happy foul ^5 

** So far doth grief my better mind controul, 

^2 '^To 

loo P O E M S ON 

" To fee on earth my aged parents mourn, 

" And fecret wifh for T 1 to return : 

" Let brighter fcenes your ev'nmg-hours em- 
^' ploy : 
Converfe with heav'n, and tafte the promised 
joy/' ' 40 



N I O B E 


N I O B E in Diftrcfs for her Children flain by 
Apollo, from Ovid's Metamorphofes, Book VI. 
and from a view of the Painting of Mr, Richard 


AP O L L O's wrath to man the dreadful 
Of ills innum'rous, tuneful goddefs, fing ! 
Thou who did'ft firft th' ideal pencil give. 
And taught'ft the painter in his works to live, 
Infpire with glov/ing energy of thought, 5 

What Pf^ilfon painted, and what Ovid wrote* 
Mufe ! lend thy aid, nor let me fue in vain, 
Tho' laft and meaneft of the rhyming train ! 
O guide my pen in lofty flrains to fhow 
The Phrygian queen, all beautiful in woe. 10 

''Twas vvlicre Mcennia fpreads her wide domain 
'Niohc dwelt, and held her potent reign : 
See in her hand the regal fceptre fliine. 
The wealthy heir of Tantalus divine. 


102 P O E M S ON 

He moft dillinguifn'd by Dodonean Jove^ 15 

To approach the tables of the gods above : 
Her grandfire Atlas^ who with mighty pains 
Th' ethereal axis on his neck fuflains : 
Her other gran fire en the throne on high 
Rolls the loud-pe.;iing thunder thro' the fl<:y. zo 

Her fpoufL% Amphion^ who from Jove too fprings, 
Divinely taught to fweep the founding ilrings. 

Seven fprightly fons the royal bed adorn, 
Seven daughters beauteous as the opening morn, 
As when Aurora fills tlie ravlfh'd fight, 25 

And decks the orient realms with rofy light 
From their bright eyes the living fplendors play. 
Nor can beholders bear the flalliin^ rav. 


Wherever, Niche, thou turn'ft thine eyes. 
New beauties kindle, and nev/ joys arif:^ ! 30 

But thou had'ft far the happier mother prov'd, 
[If this fair offspring had been lefs belov'd : 



What if their charms exceed Aurora's teinr. 
No words could tell them, and no pencil paint. 
Thy love too vehement haftens to dcftroy 35 

Each blooming maid, and each celeltlal boy. 

Now Manto comes, endu'd with mighty fkill. 
The paft to explore, the future to reveal. 
Thro' ^hebes^ wide ftreets Tirejia's daughter came. 
Divine Latona's mandate to proclaim : 40 

The Theban maids to hear the orders ran. 
When thus Mcconia^s prophetefs began : 

" Go, Ihelans ! great Latona's will obey, 
*' And pious tribute at her altars pay : 
'' With rights divine, the goddefs be implor'd, 45 
" Nor be her facred offspring unador'd/' 
Thus Manto fpoke. The Thehan maids obey. 
And pious tribute to the goddefs pay. 
The rich perfumes afcend in waving fpires, 
And altars blaze with confccrated fires; 50 

The fair afiembly moves with graceful air, 
And leaves of laurel bind the flowing hair. 


i©4 P O E M S ON 

Niobe comes with all her royal race, 

With charms unnumbcr'd, and fuperior grace : 

Her Phrygian garments of delightful hue, 55 

Inwove v/ith gold, refulgent to the view. 

Beyond defcription beautiful fhe moves 

Like heav'niy Venus^ 'midft her fmiles and loves : 

She views around the fupplicating train, 

And ihakes her graceful head with Hern dif- 

dain, 60 

Proudly fhe turns around her lofty eyes, 

And thus reviles celellial deities : 

*' What madnefs drives the Thehan ladies fair 

" To o;ive their incenfe to furrounding air ? 

" Say why this new fprung deity preferr'd ? 65 

" Why vainly fancy your petitions heard ? 

" Or fay why Coins'' offspring is obey'd, 

" While to my goddefship no tribute's paid ? 

" For me no altars blaze with living fires^ 

'' No bullock bleeds, no frankincenfe tranfpires, 7^ 

«' Tho' Cadmm* palace, not unknown to fame, 

»' And Phrygian nations all revere my name. 

*< Where'er 




" Where'er I turn my eyes vaft wcnkh I find. 
" Lo ! here an emprefs with a goddcfs join'd* 
" What, lliall a Titanefs be deify'd, 75 

To vvhom the fpacious earth a couch deny'd ? 

Nor heav'n, nor earth, nor fea receiv'd your 

" 'Till pitying Belos took the wandVer in. 
*' Round me what a large progeny is fpread ! 
" No frowns of fortune has my foul to dread. 80 
*' What if indignant fhe decreafe my train 
'^ More than Latond's nunaber will remain ? 
" Then hence, ye Theban dames, hence hade 

" away, 
*^ Nor longer off'rings to Latona pay ? 
" Regard the orders oi Amphior^s Ipoufe, 85 

" And take the leaves of laurel from your brows.** 
Wiohe fpoke. The Theban maids obey'd. 
Their brows unbound, and left the rights un* 

The angry goddefs heard, then filence broke 
On Cynthus' fummit, and indignant fpoke ; 90 

O ''Phcsbusf 

io6 POEMS 


*' Phcehus! behold, thy mother in difgrace, 

" Who to no goddefs yields the prior place 

*' Except to Juno's felf, who reigns above, 

" The fpoufe and filler of the thund'ring Jove. 

" Niobe fprung from "Tantalus infpires g^ 

" Each Thehan bofom with rebellious fires ^ 

" No reafon her. imperious temper quells, 

*' But aU her father in her tongue rebels •, 

^' Wrap her own fons for her blafpheming breath, 

" Apollo ! wrap them in the fhades of death." loo 

Lato7ia ceas'd, and ardent thus replies. 

The God, whofe glory decks th' expanded fkies. 

*' Ceafe thy. complaints, mine be the tafk af- 

*' fign'd 

'^ To punilh pride, and fcourge the rebel mind." 

This Phcebe join'd. — They wing their inftant 

flight; 105 

thehes trembled as th' immortal pow'rs alight. 

With clouds incompafs'd glorious Phcehus 
Hands ; 
The feather'd vengeance quiv'ring in his hands. 



Near Cadmus' walls a plain extended lay. 
Where T^hcbes' young princes pafs'd in fport the 
day: no 

There the bold courfers bounded o'er the plains, 
"While their great mafters held the golden reins. 
Ifmenus firft the racing paftime led. 
And rul'd the fury of his flying fteed. 
" Ah me," he fudden cries, with fhrieking 
breath, 115 

While in his breaft he feels the fhaft of death ; 
He drops the bridle on his courfer's mane. 
Before his eyes in Ihadows fwims the plain. 
He, the firft-born of great Amphion's bed. 
Was ftruck the firfl, firft mingled with the 
dead. I20 

Then didfl thou, Sipylus^ the language hear 
Of fate portentous whiftling in the air : 
As when th' impending ftorm the failor fees 
He fpreads his canvas to the fav'ring breeze, 

O 2 So 

io8 P O E M S ON 

So to thine horfe thou gav'il the golden reins, 125 
Gav'ft him to rufh impetuous o'er the plains : 
But ah ! a fatal fhaft from Phcchus' hand 
Smites through thy neck, and links thee on the 

Two other brothers were at wrefiling found, 
And in their paftime clafpt each other round : 1 30 
A ihaft that inftant from Apollo's hand 
Transnxt them both, and ftretcht them on the 

fan.d : 
Together they their cruel fate bemoanM, 
Together languilh'd, and together groan'd : 
Together too th' unbodied fpirits fled, 135 

And fought the gloomy manfions of the dead. 

Alphenor faw, and trembling at the view. 
Beat his torn bread, that chang'd its fnovvy hue. 
He flies to raife them in a kind embrace ; 
A brother's fondnefs triumphs in his face: 14P 
Alphenor fails in this fraternal deed, 
A dart diipatch'd him (fo the fates decreed;) 



Soon as the arrow left the deadly wound. 
His ifiuing entrails Imoak'd upon the ground 

What woes on blooming Damafichon wait ! 145 
His fighs portend his near impending fate. 
Juft where the well-made leg begins to be, 
And the fofc fmev/s form the fupple knee, " 
The youth fore wounded by the Belian god 
Attempts t' extraft the crime-avenging rod, 15a 
But, whiltt he ftrives the will of fate t' avert. 
Divine Apollo fends a fecond dart ; 
Swift thro' his throat the feather'd mifchief flies. 
Bereft of fenfe, he drops his head, and dies. 

Young Hioneus, thelaft, direc5ls his pray'r, 155 
And cries, " My life, ye gods celeftial ! fpare.*' 
Apollo heard, and pity touch'd his heart, 
But ah ! too late, for he had fent the dart : 
Thou too, O Ilioneus^ are doom'd to fall, 
The fates refufe that arrow to recal. i6c^ 



On the fwift wings of ever- flying Fame 
To Cadmus' palace foon the tidings came : 
Niobe heard, and with indignant eyes 
She thus exprefs'd her anger and furprize : 
" Why is fiTch privilege to them ailov/M ? 165 
*^ Why thus infulted by the Delian god ? 
*^ Dwells there fuch mifchief in the pow'rs above ? 
" Why fleeps the vengeance of immortal Jove /"' 
For now Amphion too, with grief opprefs'd, 
Had plung'd the deadly dagger in his bread. 1 70 
Niobe now, lefs haughty than before. 
With lofty head directs her fteps no more. 
She, who late told her pedigree divine. 
And drove the ^^hebans from Lat end's fhrine, 
How ftrangdy changed ! — — yet beautiful in 
woe, 175 

She weeps, nor weeps unpity'd by the foe. 
On each pale corfe the wretched mother fpread 
Lay overwhelmed with grief, and kifs'd her dead. 
Then raised her arms, and thus, in accents flow, 
>' Be fated cruel Goddefs ! with my^ woe ^ 180 



" If I've offended, let thefe ftreaming eyes, 

" And let this fcv'nfold funeral fuffice : 

" Ah ! take this wretched life you deign'd to fave, 

*' With them I too am carried to the grare. 

" Rejoice triumphant, my viftorious foe, 185 

^' But fhow the caufe from whence your triumphs 

*' flow ? 
" Tho^ I unhappy mourn thefe children flain, 
" Yet greater numbers to my lot remain." 
She ceas'd, the bow- firing twang'd with awful 

Which ftruck with terror all th' affembly round 
Except the queen, who ftood unmov'd alone. 
By her diftreffes more prefumptuous grown. 
Near the pale corfes flood their fifters fair 
In fable veflures and diflievell'd hair ; 
One, while fnt draws the fatal iliaft away, ipr 
Faints, falls, and fickens at the light of day. 
To footh her mother, lo ! another flies. 
And blames the fury of inclement fl<:ies. 
And, while her words a filial pity fhow. 

Struck dumb indignant feeks the ihades 

below, 200 



Now from the fatal place another flies. 
Falls in her flight, and languiflifs, and dies. 
Another on her filter drops in death ; 
A fifth in trembling terrors yields her breath ; 
While the fixth feeks fome gloomy cave in 
vain, 205 

Struck with the refl:, and mingl'd with the flain. 

One only daughter lives, and flie the leafc ; 
The queen clofe clafp'd the daughter to her breafl: : 
*^ Ye heav'nly pow'rs, ah fpare me one," ftie cry'd, 
*' Ah ! fpare me one," the vocal hills reply 'd : 210 
In vain flie begs, the Fates her fuit deny. 
In her embrace flie fees her daughter die. 

* " The queen of all her famiily bereft, 
*' Without or huft3and, fon, or daughter left, 
" Grew ft:upid at the fliock. The pafllng air 215 
" Made no impreflfion on her fl:iff 'ning hain 

* This Verfe^to the End is the Work of another Hand. 

*» The 


"' The blood forfook her face : amidft the flood 
'' Pour'd from her cheeks, quite fix'd her eye-balls 

" flood. 
*^ Her tongue, her palate both obdurate grew, 
** Her curdled veins no longer motion knev/ ; 220 
'' 7^he ufe of neck, and arms, and feet was gone, 
" And ev'n her bowels hardened into ftone: 
*' A marble fbatue novv' the queen appears,, 
** But from the marble Ileal the filent tears." 


114 P O E M S o^j 

To S. M. a young African Painter, on feeing 

his Works. 

^nr^ O fliow the laboring bofom's deep intent, 
-^ And thought in living charafters to paint. 
When firft thy pencil did thofe beauties give^ 
And breathing figures learnt from thee to live. 
How did thofe profpefts give my foul delight, 5 
A nev/ creation rufliing on my fight ? 
vSlill, wond'rous youth ! each noble path purfue. 
On deathlefs glories fix thine ardent view : 
Still may the painter's and the poet's fire 
To aid thy pencil, and thy verfe confpire ! 101 

And may the charms of each feraphic themie 
Condud thy footfteps to immortal fame ! 
High to the biifsful wonders of the fides 
Elate thy foul, and raife thy wifliful eyes. 
Thrice happy, when exalted to lurvey 15 

That fplendid city, crown'd with endlefs day, 
Whofe twice fix gates on radiant hinges ring : 
Celeftial Salem blooms in endlefs fpring- 



Calm and ferene thy moments glide along, 
And may the mufe infpire each future fong ! 20 
Still, with the fvveets of contemplation blefs'd. 
May peace with balmy v/ings your foul invcft ! 
But when thefe fliades of time are chas'd away^ 
And darknefs ends m everlafting day. 
On what feraphic pinions fhall we move, 25 

And view the landfcapes in the realms above ? 
There fhall thy tongue in heav'nly murmurs flow. 
And there my mufe with heav'nly tranfport glow : 
No more to tell of DamorCs tender fighs. 
Or rifing radiance of Aurora's eyes, 30 

For nobler themes demand a nobler ftrain. 
And purer language on th' ethereal plain. 
Ceafe, gentle mufe ! the folemn gloom of night 
Now feals the fair creation from my fight. 

P 2 To 

iiS P O E M S ON 

To His Hononr the Lieutenant-Governor, on the 
Death of his Lady. March 24, 1773. 

AL L-conquering Death ! by thy refiillefs 
Hope's tow'ring plumage falls to rife no more ! 
Gf fcenes terreftrial how the glories fly, 
Forget their fplendors, and lubmit to die ! 
Who ere efcap'd thee, but the faint '•' of old 5 
Beyond the flood in facred annals told. 
And the great fage, -f whom fiery courfes drew 
To heav'n's bright portals from Elijloa^s viev/ ; 
Wond'ring he gaz'd at the refulgent car. 
Then fnatch'd the mantle floating on die air. 10 
From Death thefc only could exemption boaft, 
And without dying gain'd th' im.mortal coaft. 
Not falling millions fate the tyrant's mind, 
Nor can the victor's progrefs be confin'd. 
But ceafc thy fl:rife with Deaths fond N^^Jure^ 
' ceafc: 15 

S^e leads the virtuous to the realms of peace j 

* Enoch. t Eliiahc 



His to conduft to the immortal plains. 

Where heav'n's Supreme in blifs and glory reigns*. 

There fits, illuftrious Sir, thy beauteous fpoufe; 
A gem-blaz'd circle beaming on her brows. 2^ 
Hail'd with acclaim among the heav'nly choirs. 
Her foul new-kindling with feraphic fires. 
To notes divine fhe tunes the vocal ftrings, 
While heav'n's high concave v/ith the mufie rings* 
yirttie^s rewards can mortal pencil paint ? 25 

No — all defcriptive arts, and eloquence are faint ; 
Nor canft thou, Oliver^ aflent refufe 
To heav'nly tidings from the Afric mufe. 

As foon may change thy laws, eternal /j^^. 
As the faint mifs the glories I relate; 30 

Or her Benevolence forgotten lie. 
Which wip'd the trick'iing tear from Mis'rfs ej©-; 
Whene'er the adverfe winds were known to blow. 
When lofs to lofs * enfu'd, and woe to woe, 

"^ Three amiable Daughters who died when juft arrived te 
, V/omens Eitate. 


%tt P O E M S ON 

Calm and ferenc beneath her father's hand 35 
She fat refign'd to the divine command. 

No longer then, great Sir, her death deplore, 
And let us hear the mournful figh no more, 
Reftrain the forrow ftrcaming from thine eye, 
Be all thy future moments crown'd with joy ! 40 
Nor let thy wilhes be to earth confin'd. 
But foaring high purfue th' unbodied mind. 
Forgive the mufe, forgive th' adventurous lays. 
That fain thy ioul to heav'nly fcenes would raife. 

A Farewei 


A Farewd to A M E R I C A. To Mrs, S. W. 


ADIEU, New-England's fmiling mead^^ 
Aaicu, the flow'ry plain : 
I leave thine opening charms, O Ipring^ 
And tempt the roaring main. 


In vain for me the flow'rets rife, J? 

And boaft their gaudy pride. 
While here beneath the northern fkies 
I mourn for heallb deny'd. 


Celellial maid of rofy hue, 

O let me feel thy reio;n ! lo 

I languifli till thy face I view, 

Thy vanilh'd joys regain. 

IV. Sufannah 

t2e> P O E M S ou 


'Sufannah mourns, nor can I bear 

To fee the cryftal fliow'r. 
Or mark the tender falling tear 15 

At fad departure's hour ; 


Not unregarding can I fee 

Her foul v/ith grief oppreft : 
But let no fighs, no groans for me. 

Steal from her penfive breaft. 20 


[ In vain the feather'd warblers fmg. 
In vain the garden blooms. 
And on the bofom of the fpring 

Breathes out her fweet perfumes,, 


While iox Britannia's diftant fhore 25 

We fweep the liquid plain,, 

And with aftonifh'd eyes explore 

Th? wide-extended main. 

VIII. Lo ! 



Lo ! Heahh appears ! celeflial dame ! 

Complacent and ferene, 
With Hek's mantle o'er her Frame^ 30 

With foul-delighting mein. 


To mark the vale whtrc London lies 

With mifty vapours crown'd. 
Which cloud Aurora^ s thoufand dyes^ 35 

And veil her charms around, 


Why, Phc^hus^ moves thy car fo (low ? 

So (low thy rifing ray ? 
Give us the famous town to vieWj 

Thou glorious king of day ! 40 


For thee, Britannia^ T refigli 

New^England' s fmiling fields ; 
To view again her charms divine, 

What joy the profpedt yields ! 

Ct XII. But 

122 POEMS 

O N 


But thou ! Temptation hence away, 45 

With all thy fatal train 
Nor once feduce my foul away. 

By thine enchanting drain. 


Thrice happy tliey, whofe heav'nly fhield 
Secures their fouls from harms, 50 

And fell Temptation on the field 
Of all its pow'r difarms ! 

Boftoity May 7, 1773. 



A REBUS, by LB. 


\BIRD delicious to the tafte. 
On which an army once did feaft, 
Sent by an hand unfeen; 
A creature of the horned race. 
Which Britain'' s royal ftandards grace; 5 

A gem of vivid green; 


A town of gaiety and fport, 

Where beaux and beauteous nymphs refort. 

And gallantry doth reign; 
A Dardan hero fam'dof old lO 

For youth and beauty, as we're told. 

And by a monarch flain ; 


A peer of popular applaufe. 
Who doth our violated laws. 

And grievances proclaim. 15 

Th' initials ihow a vanquifh'd towh, 
That adds frelli glory and renown 

To old Britannia's fame, 

0^2 An 

124 P O E M S ON 

An Answer to the Rehus, by the Author of thefe 


'T^ H E poet aflcs, and Phillis can^t refufe 
"* To fhew th'obedience of the Infant mufe. 
She knows the S^uail of moft inviting taile 
Fed Jfraefs army in the dreary wafte; ' 

And what's on BritairCs royal ftandard borne, 5 
But the tall, graceful, rampant Unkornt 
The Emerald With a vivid verdure glows 
Among the gems which regal crowns co.mpofe; 
Bojtcn^s a town, polite and debonair, 
To which the beaux and beauteous nymphs repair. 

Each Helen ftrikes the mind with iweet furprife, 

While living lightning flafties from her eyes. 

See young Euphorbus of the Dardan line 

By Mendaus* hand to death refign : 1 

The well known peer of popular applaufe 

Is C^-m zealous to fupport our laws. 
^cbec now vanquifli'd mu(l obey. 
She too muft annual tribute pay 

i To Iritain of immortal fame, 
And add new glory to her name. Z^ 





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-^ On Virtue 13 

To the Univerfity of Cambridge, in New- 
England 15 
To the King's Moft Excellent Majefty 1 7 
On being; brought from Africa 1 8 
On the Rev. Dr. Sewell 19 
On the Rev, Mr. George Whitefield 22. 
On the Death of a young Lady of five Years 

of Age 25 

Pn the Death of a young Gentleman 27 

To a Lady on the Death of her Hufband 29 

Goliath of Gath 3 r 

Thoughts on the Works of Providence 43 

To a Lady on the Death of three Relations 51 
To a Clergyman on the Death of his Lady 5^ 
An Hymn to the Morning 56 

An Hym.n to the Evening 58 



On liaiah Ixiii. i — 8 60 

On Recolle6tion 62 

On Imagination 65 

A Funeral Poem on the Death of an Infant 

aged twelve Months 69 

To Captain H. D. of the 65th Regiment 72 

To the Rt. Hon. William, Earl of Dartmouth 73 
Ode to Neptune 76 

To a Lady on her coming to North Am-erica 

with her Son, for the Recovery of her Health 78 
To a Lady on her remarkable Prefervation in 

a Hurricane in North Carolina 80 

To a Lady and her Children on the^ Death of 

her Son, and their Brother 82 

To a Gentleman and L.ady on the Death of the 
Lady's Brother and Sifter, and a Child of 
the Name of ^vls^ aged one Year 84 

On the Death of Dr. Samuel Marlliall 86 

To a Gentleman on his Voyage to Great-Britain, 

for the Recovery of his Health 8 8 

To the Rev. Dr. Thomas Amory on reading his 
Sermons on Daily Devotion, in which that 
Duty is recommended and affifted 90 



On the Death of j . C. an Infant 92 

An Hyp r, ro Humanity 95 

To the Hon. T. H. £% on the Death of his 
Daughter ' ' 98 

Niobc in Diftrefs for her Children flain by 
Apollo, from Ovid's JVietamorphofe.s, Book 
VI. and from a View of the Painting of 
Mr. liichard JVilfon ^ 10 1 

To S. M» a young African Painter, on feeing 

his Works 114 

To his Honour the Lieutenant-Governor, on 

the Death of his Lady 116 

A Farewel to America 1 19 

A Rebus by LB. 123 

An Anfwer to ditto, by Phillis Wheatley 124 

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