1739 ENGLISH POETRY 1579-1830: SPENSER AND THE TRADITION

Richard Savage

Moses Browne, in "The Fate of the Muse. To Richard Savage, Esq." Browne, Poems on Various Subjects (1739) 273-74.



Lays blest like thine, inspir'd by Truth so pure,
Thro' ev'ry Change shall lasting Praise secure.
And O! whatever Lot thy Friend shall know,
Born with unfav'ring Stars, and prov'd in Woe!
My Genius with o'erwhelming Cares deprest,
Lost to the World, and to myself unblest,
Yet, cheer'd by kindlier Omens, I foresee
Far happier Hours reserv'd in Fate for thee!
The Gloom, that long thy drooping Morn o'ercast,
Shall brighten to serener Skies at last;
When thy griev'd Merit shall no longer pine,
Nor thy Life languish with Distress like mine:
Yet, whatso'er thy future Years betide,
Still, Friend! be Virtue thy unerring Guide.
Her blest Philosophy shall calm thy Strife,
And smooth th' uncheery Paths of thorny Life.
Mild Patience shall the Ills of Spleen prevent,
And Poverty grow easier by Content.
Thy Worth, so late a Queen's distinguish'd Care,
Should teach thy Fortunes to contemn Despair.
Afflicted Virtue, tho' by Troubles tost,
Shall never in the Wreck of Fate be lost;
Nor will Jove's Bolts the shelter'd Head invade,
Made sacred by the Laurel's Guardian Shade.