. An essay upon literature: or, An enquiry into the antiquity and original of letters; proving that the two tables, written by the finger of God in Mount Sinai, was the first writing in the world, and that all other alphabets derive from the Hebrew ; with a short view of the methods made use of by the antients to supply the want of letters before, and improve the use of them, after they were known . ated From REN. RAP IN. HAppy Infedt! that doft layCouchd beneath the verdant Blade,Idly finging all the Day, Thro the cooling, filent Shade. Whether, perchd on Flowrs, you fipPearly Drops of dewy R
. An essay upon literature: or, An enquiry into the antiquity and original of letters; proving that the two tables, written by the finger of God in Mount Sinai, was the first writing in the world, and that all other alphabets derive from the Hebrew ; with a short view of the methods made use of by the antients to supply the want of letters before, and improve the use of them, after they were known . ated From REN. RAP IN. HAppy Infedt! that doft layCouchd beneath the verdant Blade,Idly finging all the Day, Thro the cooling, filent Shade. Whether, perchd on Flowrs, you fipPearly Drops of dewy Rain, Or delight ft to hop and skip Oer the waving, graffy Plain. Whe- 120 P O E M S O N Whether finging you rejoyce The gentle-whifthng Reeds among,Or excell the Shepherds Voice, Whom you challenge by your Song. Whether by the Brooks, you chear,With your pretty, chirping Lay, The tired Swain, or labring Steer,In the fultry Heat of Day. Whether Heaven minftring ShedsDewy Food in nedtar Showers, Or adorns your verdant Bed With pearly Gems and fragrant Flowers. Little Tenant of the Field ! Be propitious to my Theme,Who, in Love to you, will build A Temple of Immortal Fame. SEVERAL OCCASIONS. 121 A lafting Monument Ill make, Not of Stone, that foon decays,The foft-complaining Lyre Ill take, And warble out in Verfe your Praife;Of you I firft learnt how to fing,And make the Woodland Ecchoes ring*.. CL 4- 122 POEMS ON 5V* 5vs FRAGMENT O F PETR0N1US ARBITER. Addrefsd to i P H M B E. GOds! what a Luftre fparkles from thy Eyes,Bright, as their Kindred Orbs, that gild theSkies!Thy Neck breaths Rofes j nor does Gold appearHalf fo refulgent as thy burniflid Hair: Thy SEVERAL OCCASIONS. 123 Thy honied Mouth, like pure Vermilion glows,Sweet as the Hive, and purple as the Rofe :With a faint Blufh thy fwelling Breads are fpread,Nicely difposd between a White and Red:Thy Sexes Charms are all comprizd in One,Venus may blufh to fee herfelf out-done :Thy {lender Fingers and well-polifhd Arms,Fixd a
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