With gold there the vcffel we 'll store, And never, and never be poor, 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 fee, For all its quiet now, and gravity, Has wander'd and has travel'd more Than ever beast, 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 compare, This is the only univerfal chair. The pious wanderer's fleet, fav'd from the flame (Which still the relicks did of Troy pursue, And took them for its due), A fquadron of immortal nymphs became : Had done and had feen more [feen. Than Than those have done or feen, Ev'n fince they Goddesses and this a Star has been) As a reward for all her labour past, Is made the feat of reft at last. Let the cafe now quite alter'd be, 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 ease, 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 shalt run, As long around it as the fun. The ftreights of Time too narrow are for thee; And fteer the endless courfe of vaft Eternity! UPON UPON THE DEATH OF THE EARL OF BALCARRES. "T 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, And touch the univerfal fhore. 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, whofe fame 's fo widely fpread- Or whether you confider more And added to the former ftore : 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 ablest ministers elect, And fend abroad to treaties, which they' intend But, though the treaty wants a happy end, The happy agent wants not the reward, For which he labour'd faithfully and hard; His juft and righteous master calls him home, And gives him, near himself, fome honourable room. } Noble Noble and great endeavours did he bring To fave his country, and restore his king; And, whilft the manly half of him (which thofe Who know not Love, to be the whole fuppofe) Performed all parts of virtue's vigorous life; The beauteous half, his lovely wife, Did all his labours and his cares divide ; Nor was a lame nor paralytic fide: In all the turns of human state, And all th' unjust attacks of Fate, She bore her share and portion ftill, And would not fuffer any to be ill. Unfortunate for ever let me be, If I believe that fuch was he, Whom, in the ftorms of bad fuccefs, And all that Error calls unhappiness, His virtue and his virtuous wife did still accompany! 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, |