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THE WORKS OF HUGHES. Pass my unactive hours;

Wrapp'd in thick clouds, and shades of night, In such an air, how can soft numbers flow,

To conscious souls direct thy flight! Or in such soil the sacred laurel grow?

There brood on guilt, fix there a loath'd emAll we can boast of the poetic fire,

brace, Are but some sparks that soon as born expire.

And propagate vain terrors, frights,
Hail happy woods! harbours of peace and joy! Dreams, goblins, and imagin'd sprights,
Where no black cares the mind's repose destroy! Thy visionary tribe, thy black and monstrous race.
Where grateful filence urimolested reigns,

Go, haunt the slave that stains his hands in
Aslists the muse, and quickens all her strains,

gore! Such were the scenes of our first parents' love, Possess the perjur'd mind, and rack the vsurer more, In Eden's groves with equal fames they strove, Than his oppression did the poor

While warbling birds, fost whispering breaths of

(join'd. Vainly, you feeble wretches, you prepare
And murmuring streams, to grace their nuptials The glittering forgery of war;
All nature smild; the plains were fresh and green, The poison'd shaft, the Parthian bow, and
Unstain'd the fountains, and the heavens ferene.

Ye blelt remains of that illustrious age!

Like that the warlike Moor is wont to wield, Delightful springs and woods !

Which pois'd and guided from his ear
Might I with you my peaceful days live o'er,

He hurls impetuous through the field;
You, and my friend, whose absence I deplore, In vain yon lace the helm, and heave in vain the
Calm as a gentle brook's unrusted tide

shield; Should the delicious flowing minutes glide;

He's only fase, whose armour of defence
Discharg'd of care, on unfrequented plains,

Is adamantine innocence.
We'd fing of rural joys in rural strains.
No false corrupt delights our thoughts should move,

If o'er the steepy Alps he go,
But joys of friendship, poetry, and love.

Vait mountains of eternal filow, While others fondly feed ambition's fire,

Or where fami'd Ganges and Hydaspes flow ; And to the top of human state aspire,

If o'er parch'd Libya's defert land, That from their airy eminence they may

Where threatening from afar With pride and scorn th' inferior world survey,

Th'affrighred traveller Here we should dwell obscure, yet happier far

Encounters moving hills of sand; than they

No sense of danger can difturb his rest;

He fears no human force, nor favage beast;

Impenetrable courage Itecis his manly breast.

Thus, late within the Sabine grove,
WITH A DRAWING (BY THE AUTHOR) OF CUPID. While free from care and full of love,

I raise my tuneful voice, and stray
When generous Dido in disguise carcss'd

Regardless of myself and way,
This god, and fondly clasp'd him to her breast, A grizly volf, with glaring eye,
Soon the fly urchin storm's her te:der heart,

Vicw'di mo unarm'd, yet pafs'd unhurtful by.
And amorvus flames dispers'd through every part. A fiercer monster ne'er, in quest of food,
In vain the frove to check the new-born fire,

A upulian foreils did noleft;
It scorn'd her weak essays, and rose the higher : Nunidia never saw a more prodigious beast;
In vain from feasts and balls rcliet The fought,

Numidia, mother of the yellow brood,
The Trojan youth alone employ'd her thought : Where the stern lion shakes his knotted mane,
Yet fate oppos’d her unrewarded care;

And roars aloud for prey, and scours the spacious
Forsaken, scorn'd, she perish'd in despair.

No such event, fair nymph, you need to fear,
Sniiles, without darts, alonc'attend him here;

Place me where no fost breeze of summer
Wcak and unarni'd, not able to surprise,

He waits for influence from your conquering eyes. Did e'er the stiffen'd foil unbind,
Heaven change the omen, then; and may this prove Where no refreshing warmth e'er durf invade,
A happy prelude to successful love!

But winter holds his unmolested feat,

In all his hoary robes array'd,

Andi rattling forms of hail, and noisy tempests

Place me beneath the scorching blaze
“ Integer vitæ, scelerisque purus,

Of the fierce sun's inimediate rays,
** Non eget Mauri jaculis, neque arcu,” &c.

Where house or cotrage nc'er were seen,
Nor rooted plant or tree, nor fpringing green;
Yet, lovely Lalage, my generous flame

Shall ne'er expire; I'll boldly fing of thee,
Hence flavish fear! thy Stygian wings display!

Charm'd with the music of thy nan.c, 'l hou ugly.fiend of hell, away!

And guarded by the gods of love and poetry.








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The feather'd torment sticks within his side, HORACE, BOOK II. ODE XVI.

And from the smarting wound a purple tide

Masks all bis way with blood, and dyes the grally TO GROSPUUS.


V. « Otium Divos rogat in patenti

But swifter far is execrable care « Prensus Ægæo, &c.

Than sags, or winds that through the skies Thick-driving snows and ga:her'd tempests bear; Purluin, care the failing ship out-flies,

Climbs the call veilul's painted lides;

Nor leaves arni'ui squadrons in the field, INDULGENT quiet! power serene,

But with the marchug horsenien rides, Mother of peace, and joy, and love!

And dwelis alike in courts and camps, and makes O say, thou calm propitious queen,

all places yield.
Say, in what Inlitary grove,
Within what hollow rock, or winding cell,

Then, since no fate's completely blest,
By human eyes unseen,

Lit's learn the bitter to allay
Like some retreated Druid dost thou dwell?

With gentle mirth, and wisely gay
And why, illusive goddess: why,

Enjoy at least the present day,
When we thy manfinn would surround,

And leave to fate the rest.
Why dost rh 11 lead us through enchanted ground, Nor with vain fear of ills to come
To mock our vain research, and from our wishes fly? Anticipate th' appointed doom,

Soon did Achilles quit the stage,
The wandering sailors, pale with fear,

The hero full by sudden death;
For thee the gods implore,

While l'ithon to a tedious walling age
When the tempestuous sea runs high,

Drew his protracted breach.
And when, through all the dark benighted sky, And thus old partial time, my friend,
No friendly mooi or stars appear

Perhaps unask'd to worthless me
To guide their steerage to the shore :

Those hours of lengthen'd life may lend,
For thec the weary filier prays;

Which he'll refuse to thee.
Furious in fight the fons of Thrace,
And Medes, that wear majestic by their fide Thce hining wealth and plenteous joys surround,
A-full-charg'd quiver's decent pride,

And, all thy fruitful fields arsund,
Gladly with thce would pass inglorious days,

Unuumber'd herds of cat:left-ay.
Renounce the warrior's tempoing praise,

Thy harneli'd {teeds with sprightly vnice
And buy thec, if thou mught it be sold, gold. Make neighbouring sales and hils rejoite,
With gems, and purple velts, and itorcs of plunder'd While imoothly thy gay chariut flies o'er the twift

mealur'd way.
But neither Soundless wealth, nor guards that wait To nie the stars, with less profus in kind,
Around the consul's honour'd gate,

An humble fortune have allign'd,
Nur anti-chambers with attendants fillid,

And no untuncful lyric vein,
The mind's unhappy tuniults can abate,

But a sincere contenied mind,
Or banish fullen cares, that fly

That can the vile maligsant crowd disdainti
Across the gilded roms of itate,

And their foul nests, like swall w's, build
Close to the palace-roofs, and towers that pierce

Much less will nature's modest wants supply;

And happier lives the homely swain,
Who, in some cottage, far from noise,

ONCE, on a folenin festal day
His few paternal goods enjoyi,

Helt by ch' immortals in the kies,
Nor knows the fordid luit of gain,

Flora haa limon'd all the deities
Nr with Fear's tormenting pain

Thut rule n'er yerdens, or survey
His hovering teps destroys.

The birih of girens ard springirg flower

And thus addressid the genial powers.
Vain man! that in a narruw space
At endless game projects the daring spear! Yc fining graces of my courtly train,
Fis short is life's rincercain race;

The cause of this allenb.y know!
Then why, capricious mortal! why

In sovereign majesty I reign
Duft thou for happiness repair

O'er the gas flowery univcriu belor;
To dittant climates, and a foreign air ?

l'er, my increaling glory to maintain,
Fool. from chyself thou canst not fly,

A qucen l'il choose with sporld's honour fair,
Thyself, the source of all thy curi.

Ilie delegated crown to wear.
So flies the wounded stay, provok'd with pain, Let me your counsel and alliitance ask,
Bounds o'er the spacious downs in vain;

T'accomplish this momentous cask,



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The deities that stood around,

To leaves was turn'd her fl wing hair ; At firit return'd a murmuring suund; And rich diffus'd perfumes regal'd the wanton air, Then said, Fair goddess, do you know

Heavens! what new charm, whac sudden light, The facious feuds this must create,

Improves the grot, and entertains the light: What jealous rage and mutual hate

A Sprouting bud begins the tree t'adorn; Among the rival flowers will grow?

The large, the sweet vermilion flower is born! The vileft thistle that infests the plain

The goddess thrice on the fair infant breach'd, Will think his tawdry painted pride

To spread it into life, and to convey Deserves the crown; and, if deny'd,

The fragrani foul, and every charm bequeath'd Perhaps with traitor-plots moleft your reign. To make the vegetable princess gay; Vain are your fears, Flora reply'd,

Then kiss'd it thrice : the general filence broke, 'Tis fix'd and hear how I'll the cause decide. And thus in loud rejoicing accents spoke.


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Deep in a venerable wood,

Ye flowers at my command attendant here, Where oaks, with vocal skill endued,

Pay homage, and your lovercign Rofe revere! Did wondrous oracles of old impart,

No forrow on your drooping leaves be seen; Beneath a little hill's ix.clining side,

Let all be proud of such a queen, A grotto's seen where nature's art

So fit the floral crown to wear, Is exercis'd in all her smiling pride.

To glorify the day, and grace the youthsul year. Retir'd in this sweet grally cell, A lovely wood nymph once did dwell.

Thus speaking, the the new-born favourite She always pleas'd; for more than mortal fire

crown'd; Shone in her eyes, and did her charms inspire; The transformation was complete; (greet : Dryad bore the beauteous nyinph, a Sylvan was The deities with fungs the queen of flowers did her fire.

Soft Hutes and tuncful harps were heard to found;

While now to heaven the well-pleas'd goddess Chaste, wise, devout, she still obey'd

flies With humble zeal heaven's dread commands, With her bright train and reascends the skies. To every action ask'd our aid,

And oft before our altars pray'd;
Pure was her heart, and undefil'd her hands.

She's dead and from her swect renains

The wondrous mixture I would take,
This much desir'd, this perfect flower to make.

Allist, and thus with our transforming pains,
We'll dignify the garden-beds, and grace our fi-

vourite plains.
Th' applauding deities with pleasure heard,

And for the grateful work prepar’d.
A busy face the god of gardens wore;

Súi to Music ly Mr. Prfusiba
Vertuninus of the party too,
I'rom variuus swetts ch' exhaling spirits drew;

" Non ante vulgatas per artes, While, in full canilers, Poniona bore

" Verba luquor Lucianda chordis." Hor,
Of richest fruits a pleuteous store;
And Vesta promis'd wondrous things to do.
Gay Venus led a lively train

Oi finiles and graces: the plump god of wine
Iton clusters did the flowing neclar strain,

(as IT WAS PRINTED BEFORE TIIE MUSIC) And fill'd large goblets with his juice divine. Thus charg'd, they seek the honour'd thade

Where liv'd and died the spotless maid.
On a soft couch of turf the body lay;

Mr. Pepusca having desired that some account 'Th' approaching deities press’d all around, should be prefised to these can atas, relating to the Prepar'd the sacred rices to pay

words, it may be proper to acquaint the public, In silence, and with awe profound.

that they are thic fuit essays of this kind, and Flora thrice how'd, and thus was heard to pray. were written as an experiment of introducing a

Jove! mighty Jove! whom ail adurc; furt of composition which had never been nalil. Exert shy great creative prower?

ralized in our language. 'i hose who are affectLet this fair corpse be awrtal clay no more ; udly partial to the Italian tongue, will scarce Transformi it to a tree, to bear a beauteous allow music to speak any other; but if reason may flower

be admitted to have any share in these entertainScarce had the goddess fpoke ; when see! ments, nothing is more necessary than that the Thc myunplı’s extended limbs the form of branches words should be understood, without which the Wear ;

end of vocal music is loft. The want of his occaByhold the wondrous change, the fragant tree! fions a common complaint, and is the chief, if not


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29 the only reason, that the best works of Scarla:i and / orator, with as little deviation from it as poflible. viher Italians, except tholi performed in peras, The different tones of the voice, in astonishnient, are generally but little known or regarded here. joy, sorrow, rage, tenderness in affirmations, aporBesides, it may be observed, without any dishonour trophes, interrogations, and all the varieties of to a linguage which has been adorned by fume speech, make a sort of natural music, which is very writers of excellent genius, and was the first a- agreeable; and this is what is intended to be imio mong the moderns in which the art of poetry was tated, with some helps by the composer, but withrevived and brought to any perfection, that in the out approaching to what we call a tune or air; fo great number of their operas, serenatas, and can- that it is but a kiad of improved elocution or protatas, the words are often much inferior to the nouncing the words in musical cadences, and is incomposition ; and though, by their abounding with deed wholly at the mercy of the performer to make vowels, they have an inimitable aptuess and facility it agreeable or not, according to his skill or igno. for notes, the writers for music have not always rance, like the reading of verse, which is not every made the best use of this advantage, or feeni to one's talent. This short account may possibly sufhave relied on so much as to have regarded little fice to thew how properly the recitative has a place use; so that Mr. Waller's remark on another occa- in compositions of any length, to relieve the ear Lon may be frequently applicd to them.

with a variety, and to incroduce the airs with the

greater advantage. * Soft words, with nothing in them make a song." As to Mr. Pepusch's success in these composi

tions, I am not at liberty to say any more ihan Yet so great is the force of sounds well chosen that he has, I think, very naturally expressed the and skilfully executed, that as they can hide indif- sense of the words. He is desirous the public should ferent sense, and a kind of associated pleasure arises be informed that they are not only the first he has from the words though they are but niean; u the attempted in English, but the first of any of his impression cannot fail of b-ing in proportion much works published by himself; and as he wholly subgreater, when the thoughts are natural and proper, mits them to the judgment of the lovers of this and the expressions unaifected and agreeable. art, it will be a pleasure to him to find that his

Since, therefore, the English language, though in- endeavours to promote the compoling of music in ferior in smoothness, has been found not incapable the English language, after a new diodel, are saof harmony, nothing would perhaps be wanting to- vourably accepted. wards introducing the most elegant style of music, in a nation which has given such generous cncourügements to it, if uur best poets would sometimes

C Α Ν Τ Α Τ Α Ι. afbrt this design, and make it their divcrsion to improve a sort of verse, in regular ncalures, pura posely fitted for music, and which, of all the modern kinds, seems to be the only one that can now properly be called lyrics.

WHEN beauty's godders from the ocean sprung, It cannot but be observed on this occasion, that

Alcending, o'er the waves she cast a smile lince poetry and music are so ncarly allied, it is a On fair Britannia's happy ille, misfortune that those who excel in one, are often And sais'd her cuaeful voice, and thus the sung. perfect strangers to the other. If, therefore, a bere ter correspondence were settled between the two

Hai Britannial hail to thee, fister ares, they would probably contribute to each

Fairesi iland of the sea! other's improvenient. The exprellions of harmo

Thou my favourite land shalt be. wy, cadence, and a good ear, which are said to be

Cyprus too shall owo my sway, fo necessary in poetry, being all borrowed from

and dedicate to me its groves; music, shew at least, if they figuify any thing, that

Yet Venus and her train of loves it would be no improper help for a poet to under

Will with happier Britain lay. Itand more than the metaphorical tense of them.

Hail Britannia! hail to chee, And on the other hand, a compofer can never

Fairest island of the sea! judge where to lay the accent of his Diufic, who

Thou my favourite land shalt be. does not know, or is not made sensible, where the words have the greatest beauty and force.

Britannia heard the notes jiffuling wide, There is one thing in conipofitions of this fort And law the power whom gods and men adore, which seem a little to waut explaining, and that is i Approaching nearer with the cide, the recitative music, which many people hear with- And in a rapture loudly cry'd, ont pleasure, the reason of which is, perhaps, tiiac o welcome! welcome to my hore ! they have a niistaken notion of it. They are accustomed to think chat all music should be air; and

Lovely ille! so richly bleft being disappointed of what they expect, they lole

Beauty's palm is thine confess'd. the beauty that is in it of a different kind. It may

Thy daughters all the world outhinc, proper to observe, therefore, that the recitative

Nor Venus' self is so divine. {tyle in coriposition is founded on that variety of

Lovely ille! ro cichly biect: Eccent which pleases in the pronunciation of a good

Beauty's palm is thinc consels'2.











Spring and youth will soon be going,

Seize the blessings ere they pass :
Love and pleasures gaily flowing,

Come this charming season grace !
SIE,_from the filent grove Alexis flies,

And secks with every pleasing art
To ease the pain, which lovely cyes

Created in his heart.
To shining thcatres he now repairs,

To learn Camilla's nicving airs,

MIRANDA's tuneful voice and fame Where thus to music's power the swain address'd Had reach'd the wondering skies; his prayers.

From heaven the god of music came,

And own'd a pleas'd surprise;
Charming sounds! that sweetly languish, Then in a soft melodious lay,
Music, O compose niy anguish

Apollo did these grateful praises pay.
Every passion yeilda tu thee!

Phæhus, quickly then relieve me;

Matchless charmer! thine shall be
Cupid shall no more' deceive me;

The highest prize of harmony.
I'll to fprightlier joys be free.

Phæbus ever will inspire thee,

Arici th' applauding world admire thee
Apollo hcard the foolish swain;

All shall in thy praise agree.
He knew, when Daphne once he lov'd,

Matchless charnier ! thine shall be
How weak, t'assuage an amorous pain,

The highest prize of harmony.
His own harmonicus art had prov'd,
And all his healing herbs how vain.

The god then summon'd every mufc t’appcar, Then thus he strikes the speaking strings,

And hail their lister of the quirc; (hear, Preluding to his voice, and sings.

Smiling they stood around, her foothing strains to

And fill'd her happy foul with all their fire,
Sounds, though charming, can’t relieve thee;
Do not, shepherd, then deceive thce,

O harmony! how wondrous sweet,
Mulic is the voice of love,

Doit thou our cares allay!
If the tender maid believe thee,

When all thy moving graces meet,
Soft relenting,

How softly doll thou steal our easy hours away!
Kind consenting,

O harmony! how wondrous sweet,
Will alone thy pain remove..

Doft thou our cares allay!






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FRAGRANT Flora! haste, appear,
Goddess of the youthful year!

Zephyr gently courts thee now;
On thy buds of roses playing.
All thy breathing sweets displaying,

Hark, his amorous breezes blow!
Fragrant Flora! haste, appear!
Goddess of the youthful year!

Zephyr gently courts chee now.

While Corydon the lonely Diepherd try'd

His tuneful flu.c, and charm'd the groves

The jealous nightingales, that strove
To trace hi: n tes, contending dy'd;
Ac last he hears within a myrtle shade

An echo answer all his ffrain;
Love stole the pipe of llceping Pan, and play'd ;
Then with his voice decny. the listening fwain.

AIR. (zvith a flute.]
Gay shepherd, to befriend thee,
Here pleasing freres attend thee,

O this way teed thy pace!
If uusic can delight thee,
Or vilions fair invite thee,

This bower's the happy place,
Gay shepherd, to befriend thee,
Hry pleasing scenes attend thee,

O this way speed thy pace!


Thus on a fruitful hill, in the fair bloom of spring,

The tuneful Colinet his voice did raise,

The vales remurmur'd wih his lays,
And listening birds hung hovering on the wing,
In whifpering fighs foft Zephyr by hini flew,
While thus the shepherd did his song renew.



Love and pleasures gaily flowing.

Come this charming season grace! Smile,

ye fair ! your joys bestuwing,

The Nepherd role, he gaz'd around,
And vainly fought the magic found;

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