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“ Swift to the Congress with my freight
“ Souse with such skill and care ; 56 That Put'nAM, WASHINGTON beneath, “ And gasping Lee, shall wish to breathe
“ A pint of PRIESTLEY's air.
“ The deed is done, thy foes are dead,
“ Such Presbyterian huffers:
Thy candle's radiance ne'er shall fade, ". With now and then a little aid
O FAIR-ONE, welcome to our scere,
Where FREEDOM waves her easy plumes; Where PLENTY holds her golden reign,
And triumphs in a thousand blooms !
Young Health shall meet thy steps at morn,
And lead thee through the breezy glade ; While NATURE's Minstrels, from the thorn,
Salute thy way from shade to shade.
And, hark ! old TWEED's exulting voice!
“ Tho' HEALTH and FREEDOM bless'd the “ And Plenty bade the vales rejoice, [groves,
“One Charm was wanting still !--the Loves !
“ But lo! to grace my verdant side,
“At length the smiling Guests appear ; “ To bid my stream exalt its pride,
“ And RAPTURE rule the rolling year.”
Such is the song of grateful TWEED;
And should the scene thy stay incline, Our DRYAD BANDS, the rural reed,
With all our shades, and grots, are thine.
A FAIRY TALE.
IN THE ANCIENT ENGLISH STYLE.
IN Britain's isle, and Arthur's days, When midnight Fairies daunc'd the maze,
Liv'd EDWIN of the Green; EDWIN, I wis, a gentle youth, Endow'd with courage, sense, and truth,
Though badly shap'd he'd been.
His mountain back mote well be said,
And lift itself above;
This creature dar'd to love.