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Young Johnson had the misfortune to be much afflicted with the scrofula, or king's evil, which disfigured a countenance naturally well formed, and hurt his visual nerves so much, that he did not see at all with one of his eyes, though its appearance was little different from that of the other. There is amongst his prayers, one inscribed "When my EYE was restored to its |ase (P. & M. p. 27.)," which ascertains a defect that many of his friends knew he had, though I never perceived it. I supposed him to be only near-sighted; and indeed I must observe, that in no other respect could I discern any de¦ feet in his vision; on the contrary, the force of his attention and perceptive quickness made him see and distinguish all manner of objects, whether of nature or of art, with a nicety that is rarely to be found. When he and I were travelling in the Highlands of Scotland, and I pointed out to him a mountain which I observed resembled a cone, he corrected my inaccuracy, by showing me that it was, indeed, pointed at the top, but that one side of it was larger than the other. And the ladies with whom he was acquainted agree that no man was more nicely and minutely critical in the elegance of female dress. When I found that he saw the romantic beauties of Islam, in Derbyshire, much better than I did, I told him that he resembled an able performer upon a bad instrument. How false and contemptible, then, are all the remarks which have been made to the prejudice either of his candour or of his philosophy, founded upon a supposition that he was almost blind. It has been said, that he contracted this grievous malady from his nurse.2 His mother-yielding to the superstitious notion, which, it is wonderful to think, prevailed so long in this country, as to the virtue of the regal touch, a notion which our kings encouraged, and to which a man of such inquiry and such judgment as Carte3 could give creditcarried him to London, where he was actually touched by Queen Anne. Mrs. Johnson, indeed, as Mr. Hector informed me, acted by the advice of the celebrated Sir John Floyer, then a physician in Lichfield. Johnson used to talk of this very frankly; and Mrs. Piozzi has preserved his very picturesque description of

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rather than that bright and cheering one which gilds the period of closing life with the light of pious hope." This is so beautifully imagined, that I would not suppress it. Like many other theories, it is deduced from a supposed fact, which is, indeed, a fiction. BoSWELL. Mr. Boswell, when be wrote this flattering note, was endeavouring to propitiate Miss Seward; but she was obstinate, and maintained a very wrong-headed hostility and paper war with him on this and A similar subject (the Verses on a Sprig of Myrtle), on which the was wrong every way. CROKER.

Speaking himself of the imperfection of one of his eyes, be said, "The dog was never good for much."-BURNEY.

So, he says in his own " Account of his early Life" -Dr. Swinfen informed him; but his mother thought it was derived from her family. His mother and Dr. Swinfen are both perhaps wrong in their conjecture as to the origin of the disease; he more probably inherited it from his father with the morbid melancholy which is so commonly an attendaat on scrofulous habits.- CROKER.

In consequence of a note, in vindication of the efficacy of the royal touch, which Carte admitted into the first volume of his History of England, the corporation of London with

the scene, as it remained upon his fancy. Being asked, if he could remember Queen Anne,"He had," he said, "a confused, but somehow a sort of solemn recollection of a lady in diamonds, and a long black hood." This touch, however, was without any effect. I ventured to say to him, in allusion to the political principles in which he was educated, and of which he ever retained some odour, that "his mother had not carried him far enough; she should have taken him to ROME "[-to the Pretender].

CHAPTER II. 1716-1728.

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Johnson at Lichfield School. Boyish Days. moved to Stourbridge. Specimens of his School Exercises and early Verses. - He leaves Stourbridge, and passes two Years with his Father. He was first taught to read English by Dame Oliver, a widow, who kept a school for young children in Lichfield. 5 He told me she could read the black letter, and asked him to borrow for her, from his father, a bible in that character. When he was going to Oxford, she came to take leave of him, brought him, in the simplicity of her kindness, a present of gingerbread, and said he was the best scholar she ever had. He delighted in mentioning this early compliment; adding, with a smile, that "this was as high a proof of his merit as he could conceive." His next instructor in English was a master, whom, when he spoke of him to me, he familiarly called Tom Brown, who, said he, published a spelling-book, and dedicated it to the UNIVERSE: but, I fear, no copy of it can now be had."

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drew their subscription, and the work instantaneously fell into almost total, but certainly undeserved, neglect. NICHOLS, Hawkins repeats, after several old writers, that this healing gift was derived to our princes from Edward the Confessor; but the Kings of France claimed the same privilege, which they exercised under this modest formula.-Le roi te touche. Dieu te guerisse -CROKER.

4 It appears, by the newspapers of the time, that on the 30th of March, 1712, two hundred persons were touched by Queen Anne.. WRIGHT.

5 She lived in Dam Street, at the north corner of Quoniam's Lane.-Harwood. CROKER.

6 Mr. Hunter was an odd mixture of the pedant and the sportsinan; he was a very severe disciplinarian and a great setter of game. Happy was the boy who could inform his offended master where a covey of partridges was to be found this notice was a certain pledge of his pardon."Davies' Life of Garrick, vol. i. p. 3. He was a prebendary in the Cathedral of Lichfield, and grandfather to Miss Seward. One of this lady's complaints against Johnson was, that he, in all his works, never expressed any gratitude to his preceptor. It does not appear that he owed him much.-CROKER.

and negligence; for he would beat a boy equally for not knowing a thing, as for neglecting to know it. He would ask a boy a question, and if he did not answer it, he would beat him, without considering whether he had an opportunity of knowing how to answer it. For instance, he would call up a boy and ask him Latin for a candlestick, which the boy could not expect to be asked. Now, sir, if a boy could answer every question, there would be no need of a master to teach him."

It is, however, but justice to the memory of Mr. Hunter to mention, that though he might err in being too severe, the school of Lichfield was very respectable in his time. The late Dr. Taylor, prebendary of Westminster, who was educated under him, told me, that "he was an excellent master, and that his ushers were most of them men of eminence; that Holbrook', one of the most ingenious men, best scholars, and best preachers of his age, was usher during the greatest part of the time that Johnson was at school. Then came Hague, of whom as much might be said, with the addition that he was an elegant poet. Hague was succeeded by Green, afterwards bishop of Lincoln, whose character in the learned world is well known. In the same form with Johnson was Congreve, who afterwards became chaplain to Archbishop Boulter, and by that connection obtained good preferment in Ireland. He was a younger son of the ancient family of Congreve, in Staffordshire, of which the poet was a branch. His brother sold the estate. There was also Lowe, afterwards canon of Windsor."

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of being whipped, and gets his task, and there's an end on't; whereas, by exciting emulation and comparisons of superiority, you lay the foundation of lasting mischief; you make brothers and sisters hate each other."

When Johnson saw some young ladies in Lincolnshire who were remarkably well behaved, owing to their mother's strict discipline and severe correction, he exclaimed, in one of Shakspeare's lines a little varied,

"Rod, I will honour thee for this thy duty."

That superiority over his fellows, which he maintained with so much dignity in his march through life, was not assumed from vanity and ostentation, but was the natural and constant effect of those extraordinary powers of mind, of which he could not but be conscious by comparison; the intellectual difference, which in other cases of comparison of characters is often a matter of undecided contest, being as clear in his case as the superiority of stature in some men above others. Johnson did not strut or stand on tip-toe: he only did not stoop. From his earliest years, his superiority was perceived and acknowledged. He was from the beginning "Avat arcpov, a king of men. His schoolfellow, Mr. Hector, has obligingly furnished me with many particulars of his boyish days; and assured me that he never knew him corrected at school, but for talking and diverting other boys from their business. He seemed to learn by intuition; for though indolence and procrastination were inherent in his constitution, whenever he made an exertion he did more than any one else. In short, he is a memorable instance of what has been often observed, that the boy is the man in miniature; and that the distinguishing characteristics of each individual are the same, through the whole course of life. His favourites used to receive very liberal assistance from him; and such was the submission and deference with which he was treated, such the desire to obtain his regard, that three of the boys, of whom Mr. Hector was sometimes one, used to come in the ap-morning as his humble attendants, and carry him to school. One in the middle stooped, while he sat upon his back, and one on each side supported him; and thus he was borne triumphant. Such a proof of the early predominance of intellectual vigour is very remarkable, and does honour to human nature. Talking to me once himself of his being much

Indeed, Johnson was very sensible how much he owed to Mr. Hunter. Mr. Langton one day asked him, how he had acquired so accurate a knowledge of Latin, in which, I believe, he was exceeded by no man of his time: he said, My master whipt me very well. Without that, sir, I should have done nothing." He told Mr. Langton, that while Hunter was flogging his boys unmercifully, he used to say, "And this I do to save you from the gallows." Johnson, upon all occasions, expressed his probation of enforcing instruction by means of the rod 5: "I would rather," said he, "have the rod to be the general terror to all, to make them learn, than tell a child, if you do thus or thus, you will be more esteemed than your brothers or sisters. The rod produces an effect which terminates in itself. A child is afraid

1 Edward Holbrook, A.M, afterwards minister of Wittenhall near Wolverhampton, and in 1744, at the request of the corporation of Lichtcid presented by the Dean and Chapter to the vicarage of St. Mary's in that city, ob. 1772. —CROKER.

2 Dr. John Green was born in 1706, and died, Bishap of Lincoln, in 1779. He wrote three of the " Athenian Letters." but was not usher at Lichfield till after Johnson had left school. CROKER.

* Charles Cingreve, of whose latter days see Johnson's striking descrittion, sub 22. Mar. 1776) - CROKER.

Ang other eminent ren, Addison, Wollaston, Garrick, Bishop Newton, Chief Justice Willes, Chief Baron

Parker, and Chief Justice Wilmot were educated at this sominary. ANDERSON.

See post, towards the end of 1775. — CROKER.

6 Probably the sisters of his friend Mr. Langton-CROKER. 7 More than a inttle. This line is in King Henry VI., Part II. act iv. sc. last: -

"Sword, I will hallow thee for this thy deed."-- MALONE.
• This is not consistent with Johnson's own statement,
to Mr. Langton supra →Croker.

9 Dector Anderson, in his life of Johnson, suggests that this bouch mastery was obtained more probably by corportal than intellectual vigour. — CROKER.

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distinguished at school, he told me, They never thought to raise me by comparing me to any one; they never said, Johnson is as good a scholar as such a one, but such a one is as good a scholar as Johnson; and this was said but of one, but of Lowe; and I do not think he was as good a scholar.”

He discovered a great ambition to excel, which roused him to counteract his indolence. He was uncommonly inquisitive; and his memory was so tenacious, that he never forgot any thing that he either heard or read. Mr. Hector remembers having recited to him eighteen verses, which, after a little pause, he repeated verbatim, varying only one epithet, by which he improved the line.

He never joined with the other boys in their ordinary diversions; his only amusement was in winter, when he took a pleasure in being drawn upon the ice by a boy barefooted, who pulled him along by a garter fixed round him; no very easy operation, as his size was remark ably large. His defective sight, indeed, prevented him from enjoying the common sports; and he once pleasantly remarked to me, "how wonderfully well he had contrived to be idle without them." Lord Chesterfield, however, has justly observed in one of his letters, when arnestly cautioning a friend against the pernicious effects of idleness, that active sports are ot to be reckoned idleness in young people; and that the listless torpor of doing nothing alne deserves that name. Of this dismal inertess of disposition, Johnson had all his life to great a share. Mr. Hector relates, that *he could not oblige him more than by sauntering away the hours of vacation in the fields, aring which he was more engaged in talking tomself than to his companion." 1

Dr. Percy, the Bishop of Dromore, who long intimately acquainted with him, and preserved a few anecdotes concerning him, Petting that he was not a more diligent tor, informs me, that "when a boy he immoderately fond of reading romances of cavalry, and he retained his fondness for them

Hector's recollections had already been published Hawks, but Boswell suppressed a remarkable passage: • king absence from Lichfield, when he returned It hostee of something wrong in his constitution, ***3 might either impair his intellect, or endanger his life; Amaa to Almighty God, my fears have proved false."

was, no doubt, his residence at Oxford, on his * which he had a severe fit of hypochondriacal Lit Sed, in 1729-30.CROKER. Thomas Percy, the editor of the "Reliques' ne Fridgenorth, in 1728. In 1782 he was nominated to ** we of Drenore, where he died in 1811. — Wright.

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la ere of la journeys we shall see (27th March, 1776), *** with him "Il Palmerino d'Inghilterra" in More bet then it was for exercise in the language, and he Sure in the work itself - CROKER.

Ferd an eminent physician, was brother of Johnson's *** — MALONE. It seems doubtful whether his Christian **** Jeeph or Nathaniel: that of his son was Corne

y that his name was Winkworth, but that,

* be of the Strafford family, he assumed that of - CACKER.

1 to be the original of the parson in Hogarth's Art Xxern Conversation.- BOSWELL.

through life; so that," adds his lordship, "spending part of a summer at my parsonage-house in the country, he chose for his regular reading the old Spanish romance of Felixmarte of Hircania 3, in folio, which he read quite through. Yet I have heard him attribute to these extravagant fictions that unsettled turn of mind which prevented his ever fixing in any profession."

After having resided for some time at the house of his uncle, Cornelius Ford*, Johnson was, at the age of fifteen, removed to the school of Stourbridge, in Worcestershire, of which Mr. Wentworth was then master. This step was taken by the advice of his cousin the Rev. Mr. Ford, a man in whom both talents and good dispositions were disgraced by licentiousness, but who was a very able judge of what was right. At this school he did not receive so much benefit as was expected. It has been said, that he acted in the capacity of an assistant to Mr. Wentworth, in teaching the younger boys. "Mr. Wentworth," he told me, 66 was a very able man, but an idle man, and to me very severe; but I cannot blame him much. I was then a big boy; he saw I did not reverence him, and that he should get no honour by me. I had brought enough with me to carry me through; and all I should get at his school would be ascribed to my own labour, or to my former master. Yet he taught me a great deal."

He thus discriminated, to Dr. Percy, bishop of Dromore, his progress at his two grammarschools::-"At one, I learned much in the school, but little from the master; in the other, I learnt much from the master, but little in the school."

The Bishop also informs me, that Dr. Johnson's father, before he was received at Stourbridge, applied to have him admitted as a scholar and assistant to the Rev. Samuel Lea, M.A., head master of Newport school, in Shropshire;- a very diligent good teacher, at that time in high reputation, under whom Mr. Hollis is said, in the Memoirs of his Life,

This fact has been doubted, though Johnson himself seems to have believed it (see post, 12 May, 1778), and in his Life of Fenton, admits the blameable levity of his cousin's character. "Ford, a clergyman at that time too well known, whose abilities, instead of furnishing convivial merriment to the voluptuous and dissolute, might have enabled him to excel among the virtuous and the wise." In the Historical Register for 1731, we find, "Died Aug. 22., the Rev. Mr. Ford, well known to the world for his great wit and abilities." And the Gentleman's Magazine of the same date states that he was "esteemed for his polite and agreeable conversation." Mr. Murphy asserts that he was chaplain to Lord Chesterfield, but this was a mistake, arising, as Mr. Peter Cunningham has pointed out to me, from the following passage in the Richardsonia: "When Parson Ford, an infamous fellow, but of much off-hand conversation and wit, besought Lord Chesterfield to carry him over with him as his chaplain when he went ambassador to Holland, he said to him, I would certainly take you, if you had one vice more than you already have.' My Lord,' said Ford, I thought I should never be reproached for my deficiency that way.' True, replied the earl, but if you had still one more, almost worse than all the rest put together, it would hinder these from giving scandal.'" p. 225. CROKER, 1846.

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This application to M Lea was not successful; but Johnson had afterwards the gratification to hear that the old gentleman, who lived to a very advanced age, mentioned it as one of the most memorable events of his life, that "he was very near having that great man for his scholar."

He remained at Stourbridge little more than a year, and then he returned home, where he may be said to have loitered, for two years, in a state very unworthy his uncommon abilities. He had already given several proofs of his poetical genius, both in his school-exercises and in other occasional compositions. Of these I have obtained a considerable collection, by the favour of Mr. Wentworth, son of one of his masters, and of Mr. Hector, his schoolfellow and friend; from which I select the following specimens:

TRANSLATION OF VIRGIL. Pastoral I.

Melibaus.

Now, Tityrus, you, supine and careless laid, Play on your pipe beneath this beechen shade; Weile wretched we about the world must roam, And leave our pleasing fields and native home, Here at your ease you sing your amorous flame, And the wood rings with Amarillis' name.

Tityrus.

Those blessings, friend, a deity bestow'd, For I shall never think him less than God: Oft on his altar shall my firstlings lie,

Their blood the consecrated stones shall dye: He gave my flocks to graze the flowery meads, And me to tune at ease th' unequal reeds.

Melibaus.

My admiration only I exprest

(No spark of envy harbours in my breast),
That, when confusion o'er the country reigns,
To you alone this happy state remains.
Here I, though faint myself, must drive my goats,
Far from their ancient fields and humble cots.
This scarce I lead, who left on yonder rock
Two tender kids, the hopes of all the flock.
Had we not been perverse and careless grown,
This dire event by omens was foreshown;
Our trees were blasted by the thunder stroke,
And left-hand crows, from an old hollow oak,
Foretold the coming evil by their dismal croak.

For while by Chloe's image charm'd,
Too far in Sabine woods I stray'd;
Me singing, careless and unarm'd,

A grizzly wolf surprised, and fled.

No savage more portentous stain'd
Apulia's spacious wilcs with gore;
No fiercer Juba's thirsty land,

Dire nurse of raging lions, bore.
Place me where no soft summer gale

Among the quivering branches sighs; Where clouds condens'd for ever veil

With horrid gloom the frowning skies: Place me beneath the burning line,

A clime denied to human race: I'll sing of Chloe's charms divine, Her heavenly voice and beauteous face.

TRANSLATION OF HORACE.

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Book II. Ode ix.

CLOUDS do not always veil the skies,
Nor showers immerse the verdant plain;
Nor do the billows always rise,

Or storms afflict the ruffled main.

Nor, Valgius, on th' Armenian shores Do the chain'd waters always freeze; Not always furious Boreas roars,

Or bends with violent force the trees.

But you are ever drown'd in tears,

For Mystes dead you ever mourn;
No setting Sol can ease your care,
But finds you sad at his return.

The wise experienc'd Grecian sage
Mourn'd not Antilochus so long;
Nor did King Priam's hoary age

So much lament his slaughter'd son.

Leave off, at length, these woman's sighs, Augustus' numerous trophies sing;

Repeat that prince's victories,

To whom all nations tribute bring.

Niphates rolls an humbler wave,

At length the undaunted Scythian yields, Content to live the Roman's slave,

And scarce forsakes his native fields.

TRANSLATION OF HORACE. Book I. Ode xxii.
Tur man, my friend, whose conscious heart
With virtue's sacred ardour glows,
Nor taints with death the envenom'd dart,
Nor needs the guard of Moorish bows :
Though Scythia's icy cliffs he treads,

Or horrid Afric's faithless sands;
Orser the fame! Hydaspes spreads
His liquid wealth o'er barbarous lands.

1 As was likewise the Bishop of Dromore many years afterwards. - BOSWELL.

7 Yet here his genius was so distinguished that, although little better than a school-boy, he was ad uitted into the best

TRANSLATION OF PART OF THE DIALOGUE BETWEEN HECTOR AND ANDROMACHE. From the Sixth Book of HOMER'S ILIAD.

SHE ceas'd; then godlike Hector answer'd kind (His various plumage sporting in the wind), That post, and all the rest, shall be my care; But shall I, then, forsake th' unfinish'd war? How would the Trojans brand great Hector's name! And one base action sully all my fame, Acquir'd by wounds and battles bravely fought! Oh how my soul abhors so mean a thought.

company of the place, and had no common attention paid to him, of which remarkable instances were long remembered there. PaRCY.

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Long since I learn'd to slight this fleeting breath,
And view with cheerful eyes approaching death.
The inexorable sisters have decreed

That Priam's house and Priam's self shall bleed:
The day will come in which proud Troy shall yield,
And spread its smoking ruins o'er the field.
Ye: Hecuba's, nor Priam's hoary age,

Whose blood shall quench some Grecian's thirsty

rage,

Nor my brave brothers, that have bit the ground,
Their souls dismiss'd through many a ghastly wound,
Can in my bosom half that grief create,

As the sad thought of your impending fate :
When some proud Grecian dame shall tasks impose,
Mimie your tears, and ridicule your woes;
Beneath Hyperia's waters shall you sweat,

1 And, fainting, scarce support the liquid weight:
Then shall some Argive loud insulting cry,
Behold the wife of Hector, guard of Troy !
Tears, at my name, shall drown those beauteous eyes,
And that fair bosom heave with rising sighs.
Before that day, by some brave hero's hand,
May I lie slain, and spurn the bloody sand!

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Sick'ning with fear, he longs to view the shore,
And vows to trust the faithless deep no more.
So the young Author, panting after fame,
And the long honours of a lasting name,
Intrusts his happiness to human kind,
More false, more cruel, than the seas or wind.
Toil on, dull crowd," in ecstasies he cries,
"For wealth or title, perishable prize;
"While I those transitory blessings scorn,
"Secure of praise from ages yet unborn."
This thought once form'd, all counsel comes too late,
He flies to press, and hurries on his fate;
Swiftly he sees the imagin'd laurels spread,
And feels the unfading wreath surround his head.
Warn'd by another's fate, vain youth, be wise,
Those dreams were Settle's once, and Ogilby's.

The pamphlet spreads, incessant hisses rise,
To some retreat the baffled writer flies;
Where no sour critics snarl, no sneers molest,
Safe from the tart lampoon and stinging jest;
There begs of Heaven a less distinguish'd lot,
Glad to be hid, and proud to be forgot.

To A YOUNG LADY ON HER BIRTHDAY.'

This tributary verse receive, my fair,
Warm with an ardent lover's fondest prayer.
May this returning day for ever find

Tay form more lovely, more adorn'd thy mind;
All pains, all cares, may favouring Heaven remove,
All but the sweet solicitudes of love!
May powerful nature join with grateful art,
To point each glance, and force it to the heart!
Ob then, when conquer'd crowds confess thy sway,
When ev'n proud wealth and prouder wit obey,
My fair, be mindful of the mighty trust,
Alas! 'tis hard for beauty to be just.
Those sovereign charms with strictest care employ;
Nor give the generous pain, the worthless joy:
With his own form acquaint the forward fool,
Shown in the faithful glass of ridicule;
Teach mimic censure her own faults to find,
No more let coquettes to themselves be blind,
| S shall Belinda's charms improve mankind.

THE YOUNG AUTHOR.2

Warx first the peasant, long inclin❜d to roam, F makes his rural sports and peaceful home, Pleas'd with the scene the smiling ocean yields, He seuns the verdant meads and flow'ry fields; I en dances jocund o'er the watery way,

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EPILOGUE INTENDED TO HAVE BEEN SPOKEN
LADY WHO WAS TO PERSONATE THE GHOST OF
HERMIONE.3

YE blooming train, who give despair or joy,
Bless with a smile, or with a frown destroy;
In whose fair cheeks destructive Cupids wait,
And with unerring shafts distribute fate;
Whose snowy breasts, whose animated eyes,
Each youth admires, though each admirer dies;
Whilst you deride their pangs in barb'rous play,
Unpitying see them weep, and hear them pray,
And unrelenting sport ten thousand lives away;
For you, ye fair, I quit the gloomy plains,
Where sable night in all her horror reigns;
No fragrant bowers, no delightful glades,
Receive the unhappy ghosts of scornful maids.
For kind, for tender nymphs the myrtle blooms,
And weaves her bending boughs in pleasing glooms:
Perennial roses deck each purple vale,
And scents ambrosial breathe in every gale:
Far hence are banish'd vapours, spleen, and tears,
Tea scandal, ivory teeth, and languid airs:
No pug, nor favourite Cupid there enjoys
The balmy kiss, for which poor Thyrsis dies;
Form'd to delight, they use no foreign arms,
Nor torturing whalebones pinch them into charms;
No conscious blushes there their cheeks inflame,
For those who feel no guilt can know no shame;
Unfaded still their former charms they shew,
Around them pleasures wait, and joys for ever new.
But cruel virgins meet severer fates;

We the breeze whispers, and the streamers play: Expell'd and exiled from the blissful seats,

Urbour ded prospects in his bosom roll,
And future millions lift his rising soul;
In bi wful dreams he digs the golden mine,
And raptur'd sees the new-found ruby shine.
Joys insincere! thick clouds invade the skies,
Loud rear the billows, high the waves arise;

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To dismal realms, and regions void of peace,
Where furies ever howl, and serpents hiss.
O'er the sad plains perpetual tempests sigh,
And pois'nous vapours black'ning all the sky,
With livid hue the fairest face o'ercast,
And every beauty withers at the blast:

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