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vel sero senescas, Seroque terrenas experiare vices! Integra reddantur quæ plurima sæcula rodant Detur, et ut senio pulchrior eniteas.
Peace has explored this silvan scene,
calm retreat, Ye groves of variegated green,
That grace my genial seat! Here, in the lap of lenient ease
(Remote from maddening noise), Let me delude a length of days,
In dear domestic joys!
Her fragrance here display!
And make my portals gay!
To swell Pomona's hoard!
Replenish long my board!
Ye birds! nor bondage dread: If any toils entangle here,
"Tis those which Love hath spread. Where the green hill so gradual slants,
Or flowery glade extends, Long may these fair, these favourite haunts
Prove social to my friends!
May you preserve perpetual bloom,
My happy halcyon seat! Or if fell Time denounce thy doom,
Far distant be its date! And when he makes, with iron rage,
Thy youthful pride his prey, Long may the honours of thy age
Be reverenced in decay!
ON THE SAME HOUSE.
D. I. C.
In the deep bosom of my grove,
A sweet recess survey !
Make vocal every spray.
A silvan spot, with woods—with waters crown'd,
(Where Nature weds with Art) A'nt to the eye superbly great;
Its beauties charm the heart. Here
may the happy founder and his race Pass their full days in harmony and peace!
EULOGIUM ON MASONRY. SPOKEN BY MR. DIGGES, AT EDINBURGH. Say, can the garter or the star of state, That on the vain or on the vicious wait, Such emblems with such emphasis impart As an insignium near the Mason's heart?
Hail sacred Masonry! of source divine, Unerring mistress of the faultless line, Whose plumb of Truth, with never failing sway, Makes the join'd parts of Symmetry obey!
Hail to the Craft! at whose serene command The gentle arts in glad obedience stand; Whose magic stroke bids fell confusion cease, And to the finish'd orders yield its place; Who calls creation from the womb of earth, And gives imperial cities glorious birth.
To works of art her merit's not confined, She regulates the morals, squares the mind; Corrects with care the tempest-working soul, And points the tide of passions where to roll; On Virtue's tablets marks each sacred rule, And forms her Lodge an universal school,
Where nature's mystic laws unfolded stand, And sense and science join'd go hand in hand.
O! may her social rules instructive spread Till Truth erect her long neglected head; Till through deceitful night she dart her ray, And beam, full glorious, in the blaze of day! Till man by virtuous maxims learn to move; Till all the peopled world her laws approve, And the whole human race be bound in brothers'
INCLUDING THE CHARACTERS OF THE PARTICULAR COM
PANY THAT FREQUENTED MR. BUXTON'S ELEGANT COUNTRY HOUSE AT WESTON, THE FAMILY INTENDING FOR LONDON.
COME, Daphne! as the widow'd turtle true,
With Phillis, whose unripen'd charms display
FOR A CERTAIN LADY.
To an old dotard's wretched arms betray'd,
ADDRESSED TO MISS S
WHEN Flora decks the mantling bowers
In elegant array,
A compliment to May,
I gaze delighted round, And wish to see the various sweets In one rich