TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE WILLIAM PULTENEY, ESQUIRE. WH MAY 1, 1723. I. HO, much diftinguish'd, yet is bless'd? Does, ftill, unenvied live? Not to the man whofe wealth abounds, Nor to the man whofe fame refounds, Does heaven fuch favour give, II. Whom then, fecure of happiness, Does every eye beholding blefs, Him, Pulteney, who, poffeffing store, Who, to mankind a friend, Nor envies, nor is envied by, the great, III. Whofe unambitious, active foul, When public ftorms arise, While books, each morn, the lightsome foul invite, In him do men no blemish fee; When most they vex the state: Yet, fhall he not to fate Submit entire; the refcuing Muse shall fave His precious name, and win him from the grave. V. Too frail is brafs and polish'd ftone; Perpetual fame the Muse alone On merit can bestow: Yet, muft the time-enduring fong, 28 32 36 The verfe unrival'd by the throng, From Nature's bounty flow: Th' ungifted tribe in metre pafs away, VI. What laws fhall o'er the Ode prefide ? The chariot-wheels of praise, While Nature does, disdaining aids of skill, The mind with thought, the ears with numbers, fill. 2 40 VII: As VII. As when the Theban hymns divine The varying measures, ever new, While through the glorious maze The poet leads his heroes to renown, And weaves in verfe a never-fading crown. 52 56 To Mifs MARGARET PULTENEY, Daughter of DANIEL PULTENEY, Efq; in the Nursery. APRIL 27, 1727. IMPLY damfel, fweetly fmiling, All careffing, none beguiling, Bud of beauty, fairly blowing, 12 16 To To Mifs CHARLOTTE PULTENEY, T in her Mother's Arms. MAY 1, 1724, IMELY bloffom, infant fair, Yet too innocent to blush, 8 12 16 20 24 This thy present happy lot, And thou shalt in thy daughter fee, TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE ROBERT WALPOLE, ESQUIRE. JUNE 15, 1724, VOTARY to publick zeal, Minifter of England's weal, Have you leifure for a foug, Nothing of the favourite king, Fairy Virgin, British Mufe, power, To him, in a cheerless hour; 12 When |