Won from her woof, embellishing the skies, Descending, Pallas soothes her vot'ry's sighs, Where, 'midst the twilight of o'er-arching groves, By waking visions led, th' enthusiast roves; Like summer suns, by showery clouds conceal'd, With sudden blaze the goddess shines reveal'd: Behold, she cries, in thy distinguished cause I challenge Jove's inexorable laws!

" She paus'dyet still the sweet enthusiast bends O'er the cold turf, and still her tear descends; The ever-falling tears her beauties shroud, Till slow she vanish'd in a fleecy cloud.

The amorous roots have taken earth, and fix And never shall PTT leave his juggling tricks, Till HY quits his metre with his pride, Till WM learns to flatter regicide, Till hypocrite-enthusiasts cease to vant And Mister WE leaves off to cant.

"A melancholy enthusiast courts persecution and when he cannot obtain it afflicts himself with absurd penances but the holiness of St. Paul consisted in the simplicity of a pious life.

he printand wakes, to sleep no more The world goes on, indifferent, as before; And the first notice of his metric skill Comes in the likeness ofhis printer's bill; To pen soft notes no fair enthusiast stirs, Except his laundressand who values her's?