LX.

Here pause, my Gothic lyre, a little while. The leisure hour is all that thou can'st claim. But on this verse if MONTAGU should smile, New strains, ere long, shall animate thy frame: And his applause to me is more than fame; For still with truth accords his taste refined. At lucre or renown let others aim, I only wish to please the gentle mind, Whom Nature's charms inspire, and love of humankind.

THE MINSTREL; BOOK SECOND.

_Doctrina sed vim promovet insitam, Rectique cultus pectora roborant._

HORAT.

THE MINSTREL; OR, THE PROGRESS OF GENIUS.

BOOK SECOND.