O the hard bosoms of despotic Power!
All, all but she, the author of his shame,
All, all but she, regret this mournful hour;
Yet hence the youth, and hence the flower, shall claim,
If so I deem aright, transcending worth and fame.
William Shenstone, 1714–1763.
THE HAMLET.
AN ODE.
The hinds how blest, who ne’er beguiled