The bold pindarick and soft lyrick Muse Breath'd all her energy in tuneful HUGHES, His sweet cantatas and melodious song Shall ever warble on the tuneful tongue. When nobler themes a loftier strain require, His bosom glows with more than mortal fire! Not Orpheus' self could in sublimer lays Have sung th' omnipotent Creator's praise: While fall'n Damascus' fate, display'd to view, From ev'ry eye the ready tribute drew.
