Away went Gilpin, and away The poft-boy's horse right glad to mifs Six gentlemen upon the road With poft-boy fcampering in the rear, Stop thief! ftop thief!-a highwayman! Not one of them was mute; And all and each that paffed that way Did join in the pursuit. And now the turnpike gates again Flew open in short space; The toll-men thinking as before That Gilpin rode a race. And fo he did, and won it too, For he got firft to town; Nor ftopped till where he had got up He did again get down, Now let us fing, long live the king, And Gilpin long live he; And, when he next doth ride abroad May I be there to fee! 340 TO THE REV. W. CAWTHORNE UNWIN. ΤΟ THE REV. W. CAWTHORNE UNWIN. I. UNWIN, I fhould but ill repay The kindness of a friend, Whofe worth deferves as warm a lay, As ever friendship penned, Thy name omitted in a page, That would reclaim a vicious age. II. An union formed, as mine with thee, Not rafhly, or in sport, May be as fervent in degree, And faithful in its fort, And may as rich in comfort prove, As that of true fraternal love. III. The bud inferted in the rind, Adorns, though differing in its kind, TO THE REV. W. CAWTHORNE UNWIN. 34[ IV. Not rich, I render what I may, Left this fhould prove the laft. "Tis where it should be-in a plan, That holds in view the good of man. V. The poet's lyre, to fix his fame, Should be the poet's heart; No mufes on these lines attend, END OF THE FIRST VOLUME. T. Benfley, Printer, Bolt Court, Fleet Street, London. |