Oh when shall Britain, conscious of her claim, Stand emulous of Greek and Roman fame ? In living medals fee her wars enroll'd, 55 And vanquish'd realms fupply recording gold? Here, rifing bold, the patriot's honest face; There, warriors frowning in hiftoric brass: How Plato's, Bacon's, Newton's looks agree; 60 Or in fair feries laurell'd bards be fhown, A Virgil there, and here an Addifon. Then fhall thy CRAGGS (and let me call him mine) With aspect open shall erect his head, And round the orb in lafting notes be read, 65 "Statefman, yet friend to truth! of foul fincere, "In action faithful, and in honour clear; "Who broke no promife, ferv'd no private end, "Who gain'd no title, and who loft no friend; "Ennobled by himself, by all approv'd, 70 "And prais'd, unenvy'd, by the Muse he lov'd." END OF VOL. I. DIRECTIONS to the BINDER for placing the Curs. VOL. I. I. FRONTISPIECE to face the Title. II. He ftood convinc'd 'twas fit Who conquer'd Nature fhould prefide o'er Wit. 81 III. Let wreaths of triumph now my temples twine, &c. 103 IV. Bodies chang'd to various forms by spleen. 105 V. Ah wretch! believ'd the spouse of God in vain, &c. 137 VI. Millions of fuppliant crowds the fhrine attend, 155 VII. Hope humbly then, with trembling pinions 255 VIII. The proper ftudy of mankind is man. 262 IX. Self-love ftill ftronger as its object's nigh. 264 X. See fome fit paffion every age supply, &c. 269 XI. Know then this truth, (enough for man to know) &c. 289 XII. The love of pleasure, and the love of sway. 317 XIII. What brought Sir Vifto's ill-got wealth to wafte, &c. 338 |