But still light reach'd thee; and those gods of thine. DRAWN BY RICHARD WESTALL R.A. ENGRAVED BY JOHN ROMNEY; PUBLISHED BY JOHN SHARPE, PICCADILLY. EXPOSTULATION. Tantane tam patiens, nullo certamine tolli Dona sines? Virg. WHY weeps the muse for England? What appears In England's case, to move the muse to tears? From side to side of her delightful isle Is she not cloth'd with a perpetual smile? Her peaceful shores, where busy Commerce waits, Το pour his golden tide through all her gates; Whom the winds waft where'er the billows roll, Sighs unregarded to the passing wind. Then wherefore weep for England? What appears There were the scorner's and the sland'rer's tongue ; And the dull service of the lip were there. Were just such trifles without worth or use, Curl'd, scented, furbelow'd, and flounc'd around, He saw his people slaves to ev'ry lust, Her princes captive, and her treasures spoil'd; Stamp'd with his foot, and smote upon his thigh; E |