victim to his country’s sword!  Nor should great Derham pass neglected by, } Observant sage! to whose deep piercing eye } Nature’s stupendous works expanded lie. }

Nor he, Britannia, thy unmatch’d renown!  (Adjudg’d to wear the philosophic crown) Who on the solar orb uplifted rode, And scan’d th’ unfathomable works of God, Who bound the silver planets to their spheres, And trac’d th’ elliptic curve of blazing stars! Immortal Newton; whole illustrious name Will shine on records of eternal fame.

    [Footnote A:  Cato.]

    [Footnote B:  Seneca.]

    [Footnote C:  Socrates.]

    By love directed, I wou’d choose a wife,
    T’ improve my bliss and ease the load of life. 
    Hail Wedlock! hail, inviolable tye! 
    Perpetual fountain of domestic joy! 
    Love, friendship, honour, truth, and pure delight,
    Harmonious mingle in the nuptial rite. 
    In Eden first the holy state begun,
    When perfect innocence distinguish’d man;
    The human pair, th’ Almighty Pontiff led,
    Gay as the morning to the bridal bed;
    A dread solemnity th’ espousals grac’d,
    Angels the Witnesses, and GOD the PRIEST! 
    All earth exulted on the nuptial hour,
    And voluntary roses deck’d the bow’r! 
    The joyous birds, on ev’ry blossom’d spray,
    Sung Hymenians to th’ important day,
    While Philomela swell’d the sponsal song,
    And Paradise with gratulations rung.

    Relate, inspiring muse! where shall I find
    A blooming virgin with an angel mind,
    Unblemish’d as the white-rob’d virgin quire
    That fed, O Rome! thy consecrated fire;
    By reason aw’d, ambitious to be good,
    Averse to vice, and zealous for her God? 
    Relate, in what blest region can I find
    Such bright perfections in a female mind? 
    What Phoenix-woman breathes the vital air,
    So greatly greatly good, and so divinely fair? 
    Sure, not the gay and fashionable train,
    Licentious, proud, immoral and prophane;
    Who spend their golden hours in antic dress,
    Malicious whispers, and inglorious ease.—­

Lo! round the board a shining train appears, In rosy beauty, and in prime of years! This hates a flounce, and this a flounce approves, This shews the trophies of her former loves; Polly avers that Sylvia dress in green, When last at church the gaudy Nymph was seen; Chloe condemns her optics, and will lay ’Twas azure sattin, interstreak’d with grey; Lucy invested with judicial pow’r, Awards ’twas neither—­and the strife is o’er.

    Then parrots, lap-dogs, monkeys, squirrels, beaus,
    Fans, ribbands, tuckers, patches, furbaloes,
    In quick succession, thro’