But he, difclofing facred Myfterics, Has fhewn where all the mighty Magick lies; But what, alas! avails it poor Mankind, To fee this promis'd Land, yet ftay behind? But he must do beyond what I can say; Must above TASSO's lofty Flights prevail, Succeed where SPENCER, and ev'n MILTON fail. ODE ON BRUTUS T I. 'IS faid, that Favorite, Mankind, Was made the Lord of all below; a But yet the doubtful are concern'd to find, 'Tis only one Man tells another fo. And, for this great Dominion here, Which over other Beafts we claim, Reason, our beft Credential does appear; But how abfurdly, we may fee with fhame. Reafon, Reason, that folemn Trifle! light as Air ; - Driv'n up and down, by Cenfure, or Applaufe? By partial Love away 'tis blown, Or the leaft Prejudice can weigh it down ; Thus our high Privilege becomes our Snare. How weak, at beft, is Reason! yet the Grave II. In all thofe Wits, whofe Names have fpread fo wide And ev'n the force of Time defy'd, Some Failings yet may be descry'd. Among the reft, with Wonder be it told That BRUTUS is admir'd for CASAR'S Death; In whom we should that Deed the most deteft, Is of Mankind efteem'd the best. As Snow defcending from fome lofty Hill, And guild their Eloquence with Praise of him. But Truth unvail'd like a bright Sun appears, To fhine away this Heap of fev'nteen hundred Years. III. In vain 'tis urg'd by an illustrious Wit, That CAESAR's Life no Pity could deferve Had BRUTUS chofe rather himself to flay, Than any Master to obey; Happy for Rome had been that noble Pride; The World had then remain'd in Peace, and only BRUTUS dy'd. For For he, whofe Soul difdains to own Subjection to a Tyrant's Frown, And his own Life would rather end; Would, furc, much rather kill himself, than only hurt To his own Sword in the Philippian Field But in thofe Times Self-killing was not rare; And his proceeded only from Defpair; In hopes another CÆSAR would forgive; Then for the good of Rome he could once more IV. Our Country challenges our utmost Care, And in our Thoughts deferves the tender'ft Share; Yet not betray 'em tho' it be for her. |