6 July 1781
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104 Friday July the 6th 1781.

This morning Dr: Waterhouse came here and told us that Colo: Trumbel1 had arriv’d in Town. I went to the first Bible to see Mr Bordly, I found Mr Trumbel there. I din’d at home. Dr: Waterhouse din’d with us; after dinner Colo: Searle and Major Jackson came here; I went and took a walk with Major Jackson and Mr Dana. I spent the evening and supp’d at Madam Chabanel’s, got home at about 10 o’clock.

From Addison’s Poems. (continued from yesterday.)2

“Still let the curst detested place, Where Priam lies, and Priam’s faithless race, Be cover’d o’er with weeds, and hid in grass There let the wanton flocks unguarded stray; Or, while the lonely shepherd sings, 75. Amidst the mighty ruins play, And frisk upon the tombs of Kings. May tigers there, and all the savage kind, 105 Sad solitary haunts, and silent desarts find In gloomy vaults and nooks of palaces, 80. May th’ unmolested lioness Her brinded whelps securly lay, Or, coucht, in dreadful Slumbers waste the day. While Troy in heaps of ruins lyes Th’ illustrious exiles unconfin’d 85 Shall triumph far and near, and rule mankind In vain the sea’s intruding tide Europe from Afric shall divide And part the sever’d world in two: Through Afric’s sands their triumphs they shall spread, And the long train of victories pursue 91. To Nile’s yet undiscover’d head Riches the hardy soldier shall despise, And look on gold with undesiring eyes Nor the disbowelld earth explore 95 In search of the forbidden ore; Those glitt’ring ills conceal’d within the mine, Shall lye untouch’d and innocently Shine. 106 To the last bounds that nature sets, The piercing colds and sultry heats, 100. The godlike race shall spread their arms, Now fill the polar circle with alarms, ’Till storms and tempests their pursuits confine; Now sweat for conquest underneath the line. This only law the victor shall restrain, 105. On these conditions shall he reign; If none his guilty hand employ To build again a second Troy, If none the rash design pursue, Nor tempt the vengeance of the gods anew. 110. A curse there cleaves to the devoted place, That shalt the new foundations raise: Greece shall in mutual leagues conspire To storm the rising town with fire, And at their armies head myself will show 115. What Juno, urged to all her rage, can do. Thrice should Apollo’s self the city raise And line it round with walls of brass 107 Thrice should my fav’rite Greeks his works confound, And hew the shining fabric to the Ground; 120. Thrice should her captive dames to Greece return, And their dead sons and slaughter’d husbands mourn. But hold my muse, forbear thy tow’ring flight. Nor bring the secrets of the gods to light: In vain would thy presumptuous verse 125 Th’ immortal rhetoric rehearse The mighty strains, in lyric numbers bound, Forget their majesty, and lose their sound.[”]

End.

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John Trumbull, the Revolutionary painter, whom JQA had met in Paris in 1780 just prior to the artist’s departure for London, where he briefly studied under Benjamin West. In Nov. 1780, shortly after his arrival in London, Trumbull was imprisoned on suspicion of treason. He secured his release in June 1781 through the intercession of Charles Fox and Edmund Burke. Trumbull had come to Amsterdam as the fastest route back to America, and there at the request of his father (Gov. Jonathan Trumbull) attempted to obtain a loan for Connecticut through the de Neufvilles and van Staphorsts; he was unsuccessful (The Autobiography of Colonel John Trumbull, Patriot-Artist, 1756–1843, ed. Theodore Sizer, New Haven, 1953, p. 58–74).

On the next three pages in the Diary, JQA copied fifty-nine of sixty lines to conclude Addison’s translation of Horace’s Ode III, Book III (Miscellaneous Works in Verse and Prose, 1:159–161).

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Citation

John Quincy Adams, , , The John Quincy Adams Digital Diary, published in the Primary Source Cooperative at the Massachusetts Historical Society: