[Footnote 2:  ‘Eliza:’  Queen Elizabeth.]

[Footnote 3:  ‘Pirates:’  the piracies of the Spaniards were openly defended in Parliament.]

[Footnote 4:  ‘Gazetteer:’  the then ministerial paper.]

[Footnote 5:  ‘Unclaimed by Spain:’  Spain was said then to be claiming some of our American provinces.]

[Footnote 6:  ‘The king:’  the nation was discontented at the visits made by the king to Hanover.]

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THE VANITY OF HUMAN WISHES.

  IN IMITATION OF THE TENTH SATIRE OF JUVENAL.

  Let Observation, with extensive view,
  Survey mankind from China to Peru;
  Remark each anxious toil, each eager strife,
  And watch the busy scenes of crowded life;
  Then say how hope and fear, desire and hate,
  O’erspread with snares the clouded maze of fate,
  Where wavering man, betray’d by venturous pride,
  To tread the dreary paths without a guide,
  As treacherous phantoms in the mist delude,
  Shuns fancied ills, or chases airy good; 10
  How rarely Reason guides the stubborn choice,
  Rules the bold hand, or prompts the suppliant voice;
  How nations sink, by darling schemes oppress’d,
  When Vengeance listens to the fool’s request;
  Fate wings with every wish the afflictive dart,
  Each gift of Nature, and each grace of Art,
  With fatal heat impetuous courage glows,
  With fatal sweetness elocution flows,
  Impeachment stops the speaker’s powerful breath,
  And restless fire precipitates on death! 20

   But, scarce observed, the knowing and the bold
  Fall in the general massacre of gold;
  Wide-wasting pest! that rages unconfined,
  And crowds with crimes the records of mankind
  For gold his sword the hireling ruffian draws,
  For gold the hireling judge distorts the laws;
  Wealth heap’d on wealth, nor truth, nor safety buys,
  The dangers gather as the treasures rise.

   Let history tell, where rival kings command,
  And dubious title shakes the madded land, 30
  When statutes glean the refuse of the sword,
  How much more safe the vassal than the lord: 
  Low skulks the hind beneath the reach of power,
  And leaves the wealthy traitor in the Tower;
  Untouch’d his cottage, and his slumbers sound,
  Though Confiscation’s vultures hover round.

   The needy traveller, serene and gay,
  Walks the wild heath, and sings his toil away. 
  Does envy seize thee?  Crush the upbraiding joy,
  Increase his riches, and his peace destroy—­ 40
  Now fears in dire vicissitude invade,
  The rustling brake alarms, and quivering shade;
  Nor light nor darkness brings his pain relief,
  One shows the plunder, and one hides the thief. 
  Yet still one general cry the sky assails,
  And gain and grandeur load the tainted gales;
  Few know the toiling statesman’s fear or care,
  The insidious rival, and the gaping heir.