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With gold there the vessel we 'll store,
No, never be poor any more.
What do I mean? What thoughts do me misguide? As well upon a staff may witches ride
Their fancy'd journeys in the air,
As I fail round the ocean in this chair!
'Tis true; but yet this chair which here you
For all its quiet now, and gravity,
Has wander'd and has travel'd more
Than ever beaft, or fish, or bird, or ever tree, before: In every air and every fea 't has been,
'T has compass'd all the earth, and all the heavens 't has Let not the Pope's itself with this
This is the only univerfal chair.
The pious wanderer's fleet, fav'd from the flame
A fquadron of immortal nymphs became :
Than thofe have done or feen,
Ev'n fince they Goddesses and this a Star has been)
Is made the feat of reft at last.
Let the cafe now quite alter'd be,
And, as thou went'ft abroad the world to fee,
Let the world now come to fee thee !
The world will do "t; for curiofity
Does, no less than devotion, pilgrims make ;
An old wheel of that chariot to fee,
Which Phaeton fo rafhly brake:
Yet what could that fay more than these remains of Drake ?
Great relick! thou too, in this port of eafe,
Haft still one way of making voyages;
The breath of Fame, like an aufpicious gale
(The great trade-wind which ne'er does fail) Shall drive thee round the world, and thou fhalt run, As long around it as the fun.
The ftreights of Time too narrow are for thee;
And fteer the endless course of vast Eternity!
Take for thy fail this verfe, and for thy pilot me!
UPON THE DEATH OF
THE EARL OF BALCARRE S.
IS folly all, that can be faid,.
By living mortals, of th' immortal dead,
And I'm afraid they laugh at the vain tears we shed. 'Tis as if we, who stay behind
In expectation of the wind,
Should pity those who pafs'd this ftreight before,
Ah, happy man! who art to fail no more!
Because our friends are newly come from fea,
"Did all our love and our refpect command;
If you will fay-Few perfons upon earth
Did, more than he, deferve to have
A life exempt from fortune and the grave;
And ancestors, whose fame 's fo widely spread➡
Or whether you confider more
The vast increase, as fure you ought,
And added to the former store :
The privilege you plead for; and avow
Though God, for great and righteous ends,
(That once with so much industry and art
Of his frail body's native foil below,
One of their ableft minifters elect,
And fend abroad to treaties, which they' intend
But, though the treaty wants a happy end,
Noble and great endeavours did he bring
If I believe that fuch was he,
Whom, in the ftorms of bad fuccefs,
With thefe companions 'twas not strange
He faw around the hurricanes of state,
All outward things are but the beach;
With an imperceptible chain,
And bid it to go back again.