From the FIFTH BOOK of LUCRETIU S. Tum porrò puer, &c. HUS, like a failor by a tempeft hurl'd TH Afhore, the babe is shipwreck'd on the world: Naked he lies, and ready to expire; Helpless of all that human wants require; Expos'd upon unhospitable earth, From the first moment of his hapless birth. Nor forge the wicked inftruments of war: TRANS Infcribed to the Earl of Rofcommon, on his intended Voyage to Ireland. S O may th' aufpicious queen of love, As thou, to whom the Mufe commends And pafs at will the boundless deep. The more confin'd, the more he tries, Thus bold Prometheus did afpire, And ftole from Heav'n the feeds of fire: A train of ills, a ghastly crew, The robber's blazing track purfue; 2 Fierce |