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Article PROLOGUE TO THE WORLD IN A VILLAGE. Page 1 of 1
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Prologue To The World In A Village.
PROLOGUE TO THE WORLD IN A VILLAGE .
BY JOHN TAYLOR , ESQ . OCULIST TO THE KING .
TJLN these , dread times , when war ' s unsated rage Crowds with disasters , life ' s eventful stage ; When the fell Trumpet and embattled Ire , Drown the soft warblings of the sli ghted Lyre ; The MUSES lpnelhaunts no more display
y Among their withring blooms , the POET ' S Bay : The partial Soil the Laurel only rears For martial wreaths that vegetate in tears . At such a time , superfluous seems the art ' To melt with fabled woes the sadden'd heart ; The SORROWING ' MUSES need themselves relief , And FANCY droops in sympathetic orief
. The TRAGIC MAID , indeed , may sooth her care , And future scenes from passing ills prepare . But for the-LAUGHiNG NYMPH , alas ! can she At ease presume with her untimel y glee ? Is there a place amidst a World ' s alarms - In safety still to heed her frolic charms ?
Yes—in the shades of BRITAIN ' S happy Isle , Still may the Co ^ ic M securel y smile ; Still with her tuneful Sisters shelter here , Nor savage ANARCHY ' vain menace fear . Here , no dire Ruffians , dead to gen ' rous joy , All that endears and bri ghtens life destroy ; ' Or , drench'din blood , with impious rage combine , Thrones to crush
Trampling on the haflow'd shrine No Despot here exacts a slavish awe , The casual impulse of his passion ' s LAW . Here on a rock , secure amid the storm , ' Dwells LIBERTY in fair Monarchic form ; Around her fane , with venerable grace Three matchless columns fortiftlie lace
y p - Enthron'd within , pre-eminently great , Sits awful justice in majestic state , ' Of EQUAL LAWS the animating ' soul , And station'd hi ghest to preserve the whole Her sword by MERCY check'd , as ur ^ 'd by mMit - ller CROWN the SANCTION of a PEOPLE ' RI WT .
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Prologue To The World In A Village.
PROLOGUE TO THE WORLD IN A VILLAGE .
BY JOHN TAYLOR , ESQ . OCULIST TO THE KING .
TJLN these , dread times , when war ' s unsated rage Crowds with disasters , life ' s eventful stage ; When the fell Trumpet and embattled Ire , Drown the soft warblings of the sli ghted Lyre ; The MUSES lpnelhaunts no more display
y Among their withring blooms , the POET ' S Bay : The partial Soil the Laurel only rears For martial wreaths that vegetate in tears . At such a time , superfluous seems the art ' To melt with fabled woes the sadden'd heart ; The SORROWING ' MUSES need themselves relief , And FANCY droops in sympathetic orief
. The TRAGIC MAID , indeed , may sooth her care , And future scenes from passing ills prepare . But for the-LAUGHiNG NYMPH , alas ! can she At ease presume with her untimel y glee ? Is there a place amidst a World ' s alarms - In safety still to heed her frolic charms ?
Yes—in the shades of BRITAIN ' S happy Isle , Still may the Co ^ ic M securel y smile ; Still with her tuneful Sisters shelter here , Nor savage ANARCHY ' vain menace fear . Here , no dire Ruffians , dead to gen ' rous joy , All that endears and bri ghtens life destroy ; ' Or , drench'din blood , with impious rage combine , Thrones to crush
Trampling on the haflow'd shrine No Despot here exacts a slavish awe , The casual impulse of his passion ' s LAW . Here on a rock , secure amid the storm , ' Dwells LIBERTY in fair Monarchic form ; Around her fane , with venerable grace Three matchless columns fortiftlie lace
y p - Enthron'd within , pre-eminently great , Sits awful justice in majestic state , ' Of EQUAL LAWS the animating ' soul , And station'd hi ghest to preserve the whole Her sword by MERCY check'd , as ur ^ 'd by mMit - ller CROWN the SANCTION of a PEOPLE ' RI WT .