VII. How unconcern'd in things to come ! If here uneasy, finds at Rome, VIII. Secure from low and private ends, IX. Danger and honour are his joy; May all those gen'rous thoughts destroy. Χ. Then he lays by the public care, XI. Nor fire, nor foe, nor fate, nor night, XII. Tho' still his foes in number grew, XIII. But Death in all her forms appears * His father and son. 20 25 30 35 XIV. Love, making all things else his foes, XV. This was the cause, the poets sung, XVI. Her father, not her son, art thou : And from the cause th' effect must flow. XVII. Love is as old as place or time; 'Twas he the fatal tree did climb, Grandsire of father Adam's crime. XVIII. Well may'st thou keep this world in awe; Religion, wisdom, honour, law, ΧΙΧ. 'Tis he commands the powers above; Phœbus resigns his darts, and Jove His thunder to the god of Love. xx. To him doth his feign'd mother yield; 40 45 56 55 60 ΧΧΙ. He clips Hope's wings, whose airy bliss Much higher than fruition is, XXII. : 65 When matches Love alone projects, XXIII. Whilst those conjunctions prove the best By perspectives of interest. XXIV. Tho' Sol'mon with a thousand wives To get a wise successor strives, XXV. Old Rome of children took no care; Secure t' adopt a hopeful heir. XXVI. : Love drowsy days and stormy nights Feed, but not glut, our appetites. XXVII. Well-chosen friendship, the most noble Of virtues, all our joys makes double, 1 70 75 80 XXVIII. But when th' unlucky knot we tie, XXIX. The wolf, the lion, and the bear, Yet tim'rous deer and harmless sheep XXXI. Who then can blame the am'rous boy To quench his own set fire on Troy ? ΧΧΧΙΙ. Such is the world's prepost'rous fate, XXXIII. But Love may beasts excuse, for they XXXIV. ! But man's that savage beast, whose mind, : : 85 90 95 100 102 E A SPEECH AGAINST PEACE AT THE CLOSE COMMITTEE. To the tune of, " I went from England." BUT will you now to peace incline, Is not the Bishop's bill deny'd, Did I for this bring in the Scot ? 5 10 15 |