Classic Poem

TOG. HARDYNGE, ESQ .

H ARDYNGE , whom Camden's voice, and Camden's fame,
To noble thoughts and high attempts excite,
Whom thy learn'd sire's well-polish'd lays invite,
To kindle in thy breast Phaebean flame,
Oh! rise; oh! emulate their lives; and claim
The glorious meed of many a studious night,
And many a day spent in asserting right,
Repressing wrong, and bringing fraud to shame.
Nor let the glare of wealth or pleasure's bow'rs
Allure thy fancy. Think how Tully shone,
Think how Demosthenes with heavenly fire
Shook Philip's throne, and lighten'd o'er his tow'rs.
What gave them strength? Not eloquence alone,
But minds elate above each low desire.