Soon chaced the gathering clouds of black affray, Of myriads, who confefs his fov'ran sway, There-at the multitude, that ftood around, Of boisterous joy: the fudden-bursting sound, Of nitrous grain, th' afflicted welkin tore. Then turning towards the KNIGHT,with fcoffings lewd, Heart-piercing insults, and revilings fore, Loud bursts of laughter vain, and hiffes rude, As through the throng he pass'd, his parting steps pur LV. Alfe from that forked bill the boasted seat By those same Maidens Nine, began to found [fued. While Satire, with dark clouds encompast round, Sharp, fecret arrows fhot, and aim'd his back to wound. a • Welkin, sky. LVI. But LVI. But the brave FAIRY KNIGHT no whit dismay'd Him seem'd that nothing serious, nothing found In village, city, caftle, bow'r and hall, Nor heav'n's tempeftuous threats, nor earth's convulfive LVIII. [throws. But chiefly they whom Heav'n's difpofing hand That waits on Nurture and Inftruction fage, If happy their wife hefts mote them engage To climb through knowledge to more noble praise; With the bright influence of fair Virtue's rays; Which from the aweful heights of Grandeur brighter LIX. They, O perverse and base ingratitude! Defpifing the great ends of Providence, [blaze. For which above their mates they were endued To the low fervices of brutal fenfe Abused the means of pleasures more refin'd, And fettering on her throne th' immortal mind, The guidance of her realm to paffions wild refign'd. Hence thoughtless, fhameless, reckless, fpiritlefs, Nought worthy of their kind did they affay; But or benumb'd with palfied Idleness In meerly living loiter'd life away. Or by false taste of pleasure led aftray, And with untimely blafts difeas'd their vernal hours. LXI. Ev'n LXI. Ev'n they, to whom kind Nature did accord For choice them needed none, who only fought And leaving toil and poverty behind, Ran forth by different ways the blissful boon to find. LXIII. Nor tedious was the fearch; for every where, As nigh great CUSTOM's royal tow'rs the KNIGHT Pass'd through th' adjoining hamlets, 'mote he hear The merry voice of festival Delight Saluting the return of morning bright In cover'd theatres, or leafy bow'rs Offering her evening-vows to Pleafure's joyous pow'rs. LXIV. And ever on the way mote he efpy Men, women, children, a promifcuous throng And every gay defire with various joys fupplied. LXV. For there each heart with diverfe charms to move, To wanton motions, and the lover's figh, And thought-beguiling fhew, and masking revelry. LXVI. Un |