62 CHII.DF, HAIlOEn’s PIT.GniM AGE.

XJ.

But who, of all the plunderers of yon faneOn high , where Pallas linger'd , loth to fleeThe latest relic of her ancient reign;

Thelast, the worst, dull spoiler, who was he?Blush, Caledonia! such thy son could be!England! 1 joy no child he was of thine:Thy free-born men should spare what oncewas free;

Yet they could violate each saddening shrine,And bear these altars o’er the long - reluctantbrine. JXU.

But most the modern Piet’s ignoble boast,

To rive what Goth , and Turk, and Time hathspared: 6

Cold as the crags upon his native coast,

11 Is mind as barren and his heart as hard,

Is he whose head conceiv’d, whose handprepar’d ,

Aught to displace Athena’s poor remains:Her sons too weah the sacred shrine to guard.Yet felt sonic portion of their mother’s pains, 7And never knew, till then, the weight of De-spot’s chains.

XIII.

What! shall it e*’er be said by British tongue,Albion was happy in Athena’s tears ?