While books, each morn, the lightsome soul invite, In him do men no blemish see; When moft they vex the state: Diftinguifh'd favourite of the fkies, 28 Yet, fhall he not to fate Submit entire; the refcuing Muse shall fave His precious name, and win him from the grave. 32 V. Too frail is brass and polish'd stone; Perpetual fame the Mufe alone On merit can bestow: Yet, muft the time-enduring fong, 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 praife, 36 40 When Fancy, driving, ranges free, 44 And regularly ftrays, While Nature does, disdaining aids of skill, The mind with ho ght, the ears with numbers, fill. 48 VII. As VII. As when the Theban hymns divine The varying measures, ever new, The And weaves in verse a never-fading crown. 52 56 To Mifs MARGARET PULTENEY, Daughter of DANIEL PULTENEY, Efq. in the Nursery. APRIL 27, 1727. DIMPLY damfel, fweetly smiling, All careffing, none beguiling, Bud of beauty, fairly blowing, 8 12 16 Το To Mifs CHARLOTTE PULTENEY, T in her Mother's Arms. MAY 1, 1724. IMELY bloffom, infant fair, 4 12 16 20 24 VOTARY to publick zeal, Minister of England's weal, Have you leifure for a fong, Nothing of the favourite king, Fairy Virgin, British Muse, To him came a man of power, To him, in a cheerless hour; 12 16 When When the swain, by Druids taught, Mortal, deftin'd to excel, "Bear the blame of doing well, "Like the worthies great of old, "In the lift of fame enroll'd. "What, though titles thou decline ? "Still the more thy virtues shine. 66 Envy, with her ferpent eye, "Marks each praise that foars on high. 20 24 28 32 36 "See, the giver of the day Urgeth on, through clouds, his way: 44 "Pleafing vifions, at command, "Answer to my voice and hand; 48 "Quick, |