[In Imitation Of The Preceding Lines]

No more let barbarous Memphis boast Huge structures reared by servile hands-- A nation on the Atlantic coast Fettered no more in foreign bands, A nobler Pyramid displays Than Egypt's tyranny could raise.

Columbia's sons, to extend the fame Of their exploits to future years, No marble from the quarry claim, But, soaring to the starry spheres, Materials seek in Jove's blue sky To endure when brass and marble die!

Arrived among the shining host, Fearless, the proud invaders spoil From countless gems, in æther lost, These Stars, to crown their mighty toil: To heaven a Pyramid they rear And point the summit with a star.

Old wasteful Time! though still you gain Dominion o'er the brazen tower, On This your teeth will gnaw in vain, Finding its strength beyond their power: While kindred stars in æther glow, This Pyramid will shine below!

[1792]

verses had been contributed several weeks before with the request that some reader of the paper furnish a translation. Text from the 1809 edition.