Most worthy Sir, with modesty and fear, I crave the honour of your listening Ear, To my weak muse who in her humble rhyme, Attempts a Subject lofty and sublime: Pardon the rashness of my youthful Lays, Whilst I would try to celebrate the praise, Of your grand Scheme your great and noble Plan, Well worthy of the most illustrious Man — . —
Sure bounteous Heaven inspired your pious Mind, With fervent Love and pity to Mankind, With generous
Concern inflamed your Soul, And moved your heart with Sorrow to condole, The dismal Lot of thousands of Mankind Who under Satans Tyranny confined, Bow to his Sceptre tremble at his nod,
Prostrate and before him confess him God.
Thus Adams tawny Sons you saw enslaved You longed and wished and prayed they might be saved From hells black Tyrant and their piteous case, And made the subjects of triumphant Grace. The Devil you beheld with
stern Command,
Control the Natives of this fertile Land; That roaring Monster hideous fierce and fell, Led Millions of these Ignorant Souls to Hell,
But God propitious moved you to contrive,
A glorious Scheme whereby he might deprive,
Satan of
all his vassals and throw down
His hellish Kingdom and infernal Crown.
The Plan first
laid was small in infant state
The means were slender though the End was great,
But the great God beholding from the Skies
Smiled on thine attempt and bid it grow and rise,
Overruled it by his gracious Providence
His mighty Power becomes its strong
Defence.
By Day he guards it and by night protects,
Blesses its interests its concerns directs:
It flourishes and blooms beneath his hands.
Its fame illustrious sounds to foreign
Lands.
The Good, and wise adore its guardian Lord
And, Gold and Silver to its help afford,
Their
pious hearts unite and all combine,
To forward and uphold the grand design.
As when the ant
tugs at his ponderous Load
and strives to bear it through the narrow Road,
The neighbouring Train view from their humble Dome,
Run to his help and bring the Burden home.
So here your Friends with pleasure, and
surprise
behold your great and glorious Enterprise
Inflamed with Zeal for such a heavenly plan
with Joy afford it all the help they can
And pleased behold the
Seminary
rise
Blessed by the almighty Father of the Skies,
Old Satan saw and was with motive filled The serpent hissed and the great Dragon yelled Fearing his power and kingdom would be lost, He marshals all his black infernal host His Servants all with execrable Lies Reproach the Author and his enterprise Mocking revile him with malicious Taunts, "Ay, Gold he covets Money's
all he wants, "Cloaked under this pretext, he craves an alms, "He is a Priest, they all have
itching Palms, "Their greatest care is how they may grow rich, "So, blindly lead the blind into the
Ditch. "What will he christianize this savage Brood? "He'd sooner much make
Devils Saints of God, "What give him Money? I'll not give a
groat, "I'd rather give him Powder Guns and shot "I'd rather ravage all their barbarous plains, "And cut
their throats, and dash out all their Brains.
But God beholds old Satan and his Tools,
Laughs at their Rage, their
Envy ridicules:
Brings down their Pride
their Malice he restrains
And binds the Devil in his iron Chains
Satan is baffled and his hosts give way
The glorious Plan is wafted over the Sea
Its fame resounds in Britains prosperous
isle
Her Sons rejoice and all her Daughters smile
Her noblest Heros deign to patronize
The heavenly Scheme the glorious enterprise
Great
George who rules his Realm
with mild command
Freely contributes with a liberal hand
Nor thinks it far
beneath his Dignity
To look upon it with propitious Eye
While Peers and peasants
imitate their Lord
Orphans, and Widows each their Mites afford.
All but the Devil and his Imps combine
To prosecute the great, and good Design
They bless the Lord with most exalted Lays
The noble Founder shares the second praise
And now great Sir review the small foundation,
Which first you laid; to what exalted Station,
Your School has rose by the Almighty smiles.
And by your Labours, and
unwearied Toils.
No doubt your Soul rejoices in the Lord
And calmly rests upon his glorious word
That he'll one day fulfill your great desire
Affect the End to which you most
aspire.
The great Jehovah's been your constant Guide
Removed your fears, and all your wants supplied
In spite of hell, and all infernal Arms,
your
Institution stands amidst the Storms
of Envy Malice Rage and Enmity.
As
ponderous Rocks amidst the foaming sea
Break the Loud Billows when the Ocean
raves,
And Scorn the vengeance of the threatening waves.
Now pleased behold what blissful
prospects
rise Gladden our hearts and bless our longing Eyes, The Glorious Sun of righteousness
displays. His genial influence his life-giving Rays Begins to illumine the benighted Part of savage Lands, and bow their Stubborn hearts To
the Messiah's
mild, and gentle Sway; Scatters the Gloom,
and chases clouds away. Shall not the gracious promise be fulfilled? And the Immanuel's Glory be revealed, When Christ
adorned with Light, and righteousness Shall the most distant barbarous Lands possess, Rule over the Nations with auspicious Power Exalt his Saints his Foes in wrath devour.
Hail happy Day by ancient Bards foretold
When heathen Nations shall with Joy behold
Fresh
roses bloom, and sudden verdure rise
Where the tall groves stand towering to the Skies
When barren deserts overgrown with wood,
Afford a peaceful mansion for our God.
When Rocks shall triumph and the Mountains sing
The Flood
rejoice and vales with music ring.
As sang illustrious
Pope of deathless fame
who tuned his Anthem to Messiah's Name.
"When Lambs with wolves shall graze the verdant Mead
"And Boys
on flowery Banks the tigers lead
"The Steer, and lion at one Crib shall meet,
"And harmless Serpents lick the Pilgrims feet
In lofty forests, Haunts of savage beasts,
Where Birds of prey build, up their artful nests
Lilies shall spring; fresh verdure green appear,
And plenteous harvests crown the smiling year.
Tall Ranks of Corn shall meet our wondering
Eyes,
and fill our Joyful hearts with new surprise,
Magnific Temples Sacred to our God
adorn the Place where smoky huts
[illegible] late stood.
Soon may the Lord to this glad Day give
birth
and joy and gladness fill the extended Earth
May Grace and Glory spread from shore to shore
and savage barbarous yells be heard no more
ye tawny Mortals leave your wild resorts
Your dismal Powwows and your cruel Sports.
Forebear to range the woods in quest of Prey
your Arrows break, your weapons cast away
Messiah woos you with his boundless Love,
yield to his Sceptre, and his Laws approve,
Give over all your
necromantic Schemes
Delusive
Visions and fantastic Dreams,
Forebear to worship the black hosts of Hell
Fell Rage, and Malice from your Minds expel
Instead of bloody songs, your voices raise
In heavenly Anthems and
Messiahs
praise
Thus the old Serpents Plots you shall
confound
His tottering throne shall tumble to the Ground
His ruined Kingdom with
Destruction filled
Shall force him with disgrace to quit the field.
Darkness and Clouds shall all be chased away
Gods glorious Truth and Grace their Light display,
and fill your Souls with bright resplendent Rays
And tune your Heart to sing eternal praise.
Such heart reviving Times such blissful years
Great Sir, will recompense your heaviest Cares.
Now may that God who rules unnumbered Spheres Attend propitious to your ardent prayers Grant you the fervent wishes of your Soul Extend his Truth divine from Pole to pole. And when Cold
Death shall close your swimming Eyes And your blessed Soul triumphant mount the Skies, May Heaven receive you with this
Salutation, Come favourite Soul possess thy great Salvation. With never ceasing Songs come join our host And praise the Father, Son, and holy Ghost. There may you see throned in eternal Light, Each soul that by your
Means has
shunned the Spite of Satan and his black infernal Race, And gained the Realms of everlasting
bliss.
May every Savage you to Christ have won Sparkle like Stars in your eternal Crown.
Finis