Classic Poem

Written upon the Neglect of Mr. Stanley's Oratorios

When Greece, ungrateful to her Poet's fire,
Heard not the strains which grac'd his living lyre,
The sightless Bard, with keenest woe opprest,
Roam'd through her crouded towns, obscure, distrest;
But when, by pitying Heaven from pain remov'd,
His soul enjoy'd the harmony it lov'd,
Glories resplendent crown'd his deathless lays,
And rival cities claim'd the Poet's bays. —
Ah! let not Britain copy the ingrate,
And doom her S TANLEY to a Homer's fate.English