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lhe following Poem is inserted at the Desire of several Subscribers ta this Magazine ; though we trust it bears its ozvn Apology , as such a moral Effusion cannot be brought before lbepublic Eye too often .
An Elegy,
AN ELEGY ,
WRITTEN IN SOHO-S & UARE , ON SEEING MRS . CORNEtY ' s HOUSE IN RUINS , IN 1788 . EXTRACTED FROM THE POSTSCRIPT TO THE NEW BATH GUIDE . BY ANTHONY PASOUIN , ESQ . HITHER ye lowlyinsolentand vain
, , , Whose frantic deeds give Meditation food j Ye varied tribes , who circle Pleasure's fane , Ye jocund prodigals of Social Good , The fallen fragments of this pile survey , Then yield to Memory ' s toils the residue of day . Here Civil Phrenzy was approv'd and known ; Here Fashion ' s tainted stream was taught to flow ;
Here Reason left her elevated throne , To scatter frolickly the seeds of Woe ; The cares of state , the props of general weal , Sunk ' neath the rapid pressure of the dancer's heel .
Here Beauty rov'd , triumphant in her charms , To bear the diadem of Pride away ; Here gallant Fraud assail'd her with his arms , Waken'd her senses , and embrac'd his prey ; Touch'd by the barb of grief , the victim fell , While Desperation ' s minions rung her virgin knell 1 Ahluckless nymph ! that fascinating breast
, ( Pure as the whitest of the Alpine snows ) Which heav'd at tales of excellence distrest , And lost in others pangs its own repose ; Bemoan'd the innovations of Decay , And blaz'd , and wept , and perish'd like the genial day . Here rude Intemperance the meek annoy'd ; Here Habit the lesser Evils birth ;
gave With cruel industry were both employ'd , , To weave their strength , and banish modest Worth : They burst those cords which made the bosom swell . And , trembling , mark'd its way to Pity ' s silent cell . Here high-swoln Vanity , of motley hue , Superbly hail'd her congregated fools ;
Who scoff'd the Virtues as they rose in view , And wrote in adamant her baneful rules ; While the seducing lute's enerving strain Beguil'd the hood-wink'd throng from intellectual pairt .
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
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lhe following Poem is inserted at the Desire of several Subscribers ta this Magazine ; though we trust it bears its ozvn Apology , as such a moral Effusion cannot be brought before lbepublic Eye too often .
An Elegy,
AN ELEGY ,
WRITTEN IN SOHO-S & UARE , ON SEEING MRS . CORNEtY ' s HOUSE IN RUINS , IN 1788 . EXTRACTED FROM THE POSTSCRIPT TO THE NEW BATH GUIDE . BY ANTHONY PASOUIN , ESQ . HITHER ye lowlyinsolentand vain
, , , Whose frantic deeds give Meditation food j Ye varied tribes , who circle Pleasure's fane , Ye jocund prodigals of Social Good , The fallen fragments of this pile survey , Then yield to Memory ' s toils the residue of day . Here Civil Phrenzy was approv'd and known ; Here Fashion ' s tainted stream was taught to flow ;
Here Reason left her elevated throne , To scatter frolickly the seeds of Woe ; The cares of state , the props of general weal , Sunk ' neath the rapid pressure of the dancer's heel .
Here Beauty rov'd , triumphant in her charms , To bear the diadem of Pride away ; Here gallant Fraud assail'd her with his arms , Waken'd her senses , and embrac'd his prey ; Touch'd by the barb of grief , the victim fell , While Desperation ' s minions rung her virgin knell 1 Ahluckless nymph ! that fascinating breast
, ( Pure as the whitest of the Alpine snows ) Which heav'd at tales of excellence distrest , And lost in others pangs its own repose ; Bemoan'd the innovations of Decay , And blaz'd , and wept , and perish'd like the genial day . Here rude Intemperance the meek annoy'd ; Here Habit the lesser Evils birth ;
gave With cruel industry were both employ'd , , To weave their strength , and banish modest Worth : They burst those cords which made the bosom swell . And , trembling , mark'd its way to Pity ' s silent cell . Here high-swoln Vanity , of motley hue , Superbly hail'd her congregated fools ;
Who scoff'd the Virtues as they rose in view , And wrote in adamant her baneful rules ; While the seducing lute's enerving strain Beguil'd the hood-wink'd throng from intellectual pairt .