Fleuron from 'A Pipe of Tobacco' by Isaac Hawkins Browne, published in 1736
Divider from 'A Pipe of Tobacco' by Isaac Hawkins Browne, published in 1736
IMITATION III.
Divider from 'A Pipe of Tobacco' by Isaac Hawkins Browne, published in 1736
———prorumpit ad Æthera nubem,Turbine fnmantem piceo———Virg.
thou, matur'd by glad Hesperian Suns,Tobacco, Fountain pure of [1]limpid Truth,That looks the very Soul; whence pouring ThoughtSwarms all the Mind; absorpt is yellow Care,[2]And at each Puff Imagination burns.Flash on thy Bard, and with exalting FiresTouch the mysterious Lip that chaunts thy Praise.In Strains to mortal Sons of Earth unknown.Behold an Engine, wrought from tauny Mines,Of ductile Clay, with [3]plastic Virtue form'd,And glaz'd magnific o'er, I grasp, I fill.From [4]Pætotheke with pungent Pow'rs perfum'd,[5]Itself one Tortoise all, where shines imbib'dEach Parent Ray; then rudely ram'd illume,With the red Touch of Zeal-enkindling Sheet,[6]Mark'd with Gibsonian Lore; forth issue Clouds,Thought-thrilling, Thirst-inciting Clouds around,And many-mining Fires: I all the While,Lolling at Ease, [7]inhale the breezy Balm.But chief, when Bacchus wont with thee to join,In genial Strife and Orthodoxial Ale,[8]Stream Life and Joy into the Muses Bowl.Oh be Thou still my great Inspirer, ThouMy Muse; Oh fan me with thy Zephyrs Boon,While I, in clouded Tabernacle shrin'd,Burst forth all Oracle and mystic Song.
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thou, matur'd by glad Hesperian Suns,Tobacco, Fountain pure of [1]limpid Truth,That looks the very Soul; whence pouring ThoughtSwarms all the Mind; absorpt is yellow Care, [2]And at each Puff Imagination burns.Flash on thy Bard, and with exalting FiresTouch the mysterious Lip that chaunts thy Praise.In Strains to mortal Sons of Earth unknown.Behold an Engine, wrought from tauny Mines,Of ductile Clay, with [3]plastic Virtue form'd,And glaz'd magnific o'er, I grasp, I fill.From [4]Pætotheke with pungent Pow'rs perfum'd,[5]Itself one Tortoise all, where shines imbib'dEach Parent Ray; then rudely ram'd illume,With the red Touch of Zeal-enkindling Sheet,[6]Mark'd with Gibsonian Lore; forth issue Clouds,Thought-thrilling, Thirst-inciting Clouds around, And many-mining Fires: I all the While,Lolling at Ease, [7]inhale the breezy Balm.But chief, when Bacchus wont with thee to join,In genial Strife and Orthodoxial Ale,[8]Stream Life and Joy into the Muses Bowl.Oh be Thou still my great Inspirer, ThouMy Muse; Oh fan me with thy Zephyrs Boon,While I, in clouded Tabernacle shrin'd,Burst forth all Oracle and mystic Song.
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thou, matur'd by glad Hesperian Suns,Tobacco, Fountain pure of [1]limpid Truth,That looks the very Soul; whence pouring ThoughtSwarms all the Mind; absorpt is yellow Care, [2]And at each Puff Imagination burns.Flash on thy Bard, and with exalting FiresTouch the mysterious Lip that chaunts thy Praise.In Strains to mortal Sons of Earth unknown.Behold an Engine, wrought from tauny Mines,Of ductile Clay, with [3]plastic Virtue form'd,And glaz'd magnific o'er, I grasp, I fill.From [4]Pætotheke with pungent Pow'rs perfum'd,[5]Itself one Tortoise all, where shines imbib'dEach Parent Ray; then rudely ram'd illume,With the red Touch of Zeal-enkindling Sheet,[6]Mark'd with Gibsonian Lore; forth issue Clouds,Thought-thrilling, Thirst-inciting Clouds around, And many-mining Fires: I all the While,Lolling at Ease, [7]inhale the breezy Balm.But chief, when Bacchus wont with thee to join,In genial Strife and Orthodoxial Ale,[8]Stream Life and Joy into the Muses Bowl.Oh be Thou still my great Inspirer, ThouMy Muse; Oh fan me with thy Zephyrs Boon,While I, in clouded Tabernacle shrin'd,Burst forth all Oracle and mystic Song._-_end_block_3.jpg)