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EPITAPH ON A CHILD.

IN TRINITY CHURCH, CAMBRIDGE.

INNOCENS et perbeatus,

More florum decidi,

Quid sepultum fles, amice,

Flente sum felicior.

TRANSLATED.

In innocence supremely blest,

Like flowers that close at eve, I sleep;

Ah! why bedew my place of rest?

I'm happier far than you who weep.

PASSAGES

FROM

JERUSALEM DELIVERED.

THE CONCLUSION OF THE SPEECH OF ALETHES, AMBASSADOR FROM EGYPT, DISSUADing godfrey's ADVANCE

AGAINST JERUSALEM.-Book II.

"BUT grant the inviolable seal of Fate

Hath stamped thy prowess ever to prevail;

Grant swords 'gainst thee, are gew-gaws out of

date,

And spears but tall canes wrangling with the gale;→→→

Still ONE survives who turns the mightiest pale-
Scorns Valor's steel, or Subtlety's base cord,
And deems thy wisdom brittle as thy mail:-
Go! shake the lance! of thousands thou art

lord

Go! stubborn FAMINE daunt, or smite her with the

sword!

"Oh, didst thou think, by sweet success o'er

cloyed,

Nations would sit with Apathy's dull stare, While foemen reaped their harvests, and enjoyed; Would leave, improvident, their gran'ries bare? Or would the fiery desolation spare?— Courage, the' Enthusiast, hither led thy host;Can beast, can man, can courage, feed on air? Thou 'lt say, thy victualling ships are off the coast, Then on the winds thou build'st-but fickle friends to boast.

"Thou canst enslave those franchised winds, no

doubt,

Unbridled Ocean curb, or bid career

In terrible freedom with his maniac rout
Of myriad waves, that pity not, nor fear:
But how shall we this bold assumption bear?
When those belaboured seas, panting, receive
(Both Turks and Persians crowding in the rear,)
Our allied fleets-Temerity may grieve

She did such puny powers invincible believe.—

"To thee must Victory come with both hands full, Else spotted infamy will hang upon

The fair neck of thy fame;-'tis thine to cull
A two-fold laurel, or a withered one;

For Victory's frown no after smiles atone,

The plain she now must tread, and now the

deck;

Famine will make your carcasses her throne:

Routed by sea-are your land-hopes a wreckOn Fate's black visage then your fleet's but a white speck.

"And ye, too, Chiefs! Glory's and Godfrey's

peers,

Participators in each imminent fray,

fears;

Let Fortune's fickle favor wake your
Let not her bodiless hand and meteor-ray
Beckon

you on in War's red paths to stray;

But like the mariner, o'erjoyed to save

From Ocean's baffled jaws his shrinking prey, Gather your shattered sails, and no more brave

The fierce encounter of the leaguing wind and wave.'

II.

THE DEFIANCE of argantes, at the coNCLUSION OF
GODFREY'S REPLY TO ALETHES.

THUS Counselled Godfrey, what was sage and best,

Argantes maddening more, the more he heard, Felt his heart leap within his caging breast, Pierced through and through by Anger's poignant sword,

Till bursting with his venom's boiling hoard He strode along to where the General sate, And cried, with lip of ashes, "In a word, "War is your favoured minion, Peace your "Retract this rashness now-(thou can'st)—or con

hate:

summate!"