PROGRESS OF ADVICE. SAYS Richard to Thomas—and seemed half afraid— I'll do't if thou bid'st me or let it alone. I have no fault to find with the girl since I knew her, Says Thomas to Richard-to speak my opinion, There's not such a brute in king George's dominion; And I firmly believe, if you knew her as I do, Thou would'st choose out a whipping post first to be tied to. She's peevish, she's thievish, she's ugly, she's old, Next day Richard hastened to Church and was wed, And at night had informed her all Thomas had said. SHENSTONE. LITTLE BOY BLUET. LITTLE boy Bluet, come blow me your horn, He's under the hay-cock fast asleep. GAMMER GURTON. UTERE CONSILIO. Mr Thoma,' Ricardus ait, simul anxius oris, Ancillam venit in mentem mihi ducere herilem. Quando igitur tam nota tibi sit Lucia, si tu Suaseris, hoc faciam; si non, rem prorsus omittam. Parce cachinnari; nequeo indulgere cachinnis, Seria ago: quare dic libera verba, sodalis. Nullam, ex quo novi, detexi in virgine culpam: Ante tamen vellem, quam res sit facta, moneri.' Cui Thomas male salsus-ut omnia vera recludam, Nulla est in toto tam bruta et sordida regno B. CERULE PARVE PUER. CERULE parve puer, cornu mihi fortiter infles : F. H. PITT. AND thou, blest star of Europe's darkest hour, Whose words were wisdom, and whose counsels power, Alas! whom earth too early lost deplores : Thy blaze broke forth at once in full meridian sway. O proved in danger! not the fiercest flame Of discord's rage thy constant soul could tame; Not when, far-striding o'er thy palsied land, Not when wild zeal, by murderous faction led, Or those stern conquerors of the restless wave Undaunted Patriot! in that dreadful hour, When pride and genius own a stronger power; When the dimmed eyeball and the struggling breath, And pain and terror mark advancing death; PATER PATRIÆ. UNICA crescentes Europa stella tenebras Heu! demptum longis luctibus orba gemit. Nulla foris metuit, nulla pericla domi. Fortis nil temere est, juvenis nil ausus inepte: Et pauper patrias audiit inter opes. O rerum variis, invicte, infesse, procellis; Illustri soboles digna parente, vale! Fulsisti, non ceu qui tarda crepuscula linquens Paulatim educit clarius usque jubar: Extulit en subito tua se, et mortalibus ægris Integra maturo profuit igne dies. Adfuit in quovis animus discrimine; vel cum Sive ille, Oceani domitor, queis sueverat hostem Qua victum cruciat dolor et metus ille futuri; Torpet cæca acies; pectora anhela tremunt; Still in that breast thy country held her throne, Thy toil, thy fear, thy prayer were her's alone, HEBER. THE PIRATE'S FAREWELL. FAREWELL! farewell!-the voice you hear The accents, which I scarce could form To cut the mast and clear the wreck. The timid eye I dared not raise, The hand that shook when pressed to thine, Must point the guns upon the chase, Must bid the deadly cutlass shine. To all I love or hope or fear, SCOTT. |