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And teach my sorrows to relate . Yet, O my seul ! thy rising murmurs stay;
Their melancholy tale so well,

Nor dare th' all-wise Disposer 10 arraign,
As may e'en things inanimate, finove. Or against his supreme decree
Rough mountain oaks, aud desert rocks, to piry With impious grief complain,

Whatwore:alas ! thywoescompar'dtomine?! That all thyful-blown joys at once shouldfade, To thee thy inistress in the blissful band Was his most righteous will - and be that will Of Hymen never gave her hand;

obey'd The joys of wedded love were never thine. Would thy fond love his grace to be control, In thy domestic care

And, in these low abodes of sin and pain, • She never bore à share,

Her pure exalted sonl,
Nor with endearing art

Unjustly, for thy partial good, detain?
Would heal thy wounded heart

No-rather strive tly grovelling inind to raiz
Of every secret grief that fester'd there : Up to that unclouded blaze,
Nor did her fond affection on the bed That heavenly radiance of eternal night,
Ofsickness watch thee,and thy languid head In which enthron'd she now with pity sces,
Whole nights on herunwearied armsustain, How frail, how insecure, how slight,
And charm away the sense of pain :

Is every mortal bliss ? Nor did she crown your mutual fame I Even Love itself, if rising by degrees With pledges dear, and with a father's tender Beyond the bounds of this in perfect state, name.

Whose fleeting joys so soon must end, O best of wives ! O dearer far to me

It does not to its sovereign good ascend. Than when thy virgin-charms

Rise then, my soul, with hope elate, Were yielded to my arms :

And seek those regions of serene delight, How can my soul endure the loss of thee? Whose peaceful path, and ever-open gate, How in the world, to me a desert grown, No feet but those of harden'dGuiltshall mires: Abandon'd and alone,

There Death himself thy Locy shall restore; Without my sweet companion can I live! | Therd yield up all his pow'r ne'er to divide wou Without thy lovely smile,

more. The dear reward of every virtuous toil, What pleasure now can pallid Ambition give? $94. A Winter Piece. ANOS.

E'en the delighted sense of well-carn'd praise, It was a winter's evening, and fast came down Unshar'd by thee, no more iny lifeless thoughts the snow,

[did blow : · could raise.

| And keenly o'er the wide heath the bitter blast For my distracted mind

When a damsel all forlosi), quite bewilde'd in What'succor can I find ?

, her way, On whom for consolation shall I call ?. Press'd her baby to her bosom, and sadly this Support e,'ev'ry friend ;

“Oh! cruel was iny father, that shot his daar • Your kind assistance lend, To bear the weight of this oppressive woe.

1.. on me,

could xt;

And cruel was my mother, that such a sight Alas! each friend of mine, My dear departed love, so much was thine,

And cruel is the wint'ry wind, that chills my

mint, heart with cold; • That none has any comfort to bestow.

[for gold My books, the best relief..

But crueller than all, the lad that left my lore I'. In every other grief,

Hush, hush, my lovely baby, and warm thee is Are now with your idea sadden'd all :. - 1 my breast ; :

distres! Each favorite author we together read. Ah, little thinks thy father how sally ser My tortur'd memory wounds, and speaks of For, efuel as he is, did he know but how we fare, Lucy dead.

He'd shield us in his arms from this bittzi • We were the happiest pair of human kind : 1 .. piercing air. The rolling year its various course perform'd| Cold, coldmydearestjewel! the little life is gone And back return'd again ;'

Oh let my tears revive thee, so warm that trickle Another, and another, smiling came,

down:

[fore they fall : And saw our happiness unchang'd remain. My tears that gush so warm, oh they freeze be· Still in her golden chain

| Ah wretched, wretched mother! thou 'rt 10 Harinonious Concord did our wishes bind :

berest of all." Our studies, pleasures, taste the same. O fatal, fatal stroke!

Then down she sunk despairing upon the driThat all this pleasing fabric Love had rais'd ed snow, · [loud her we Of rare felicity,

And, wrong with killing anguish, lament On which even wanton Vice with envy gaz'd, She kiss'd her babe's pale lips, and laid it by And every scheme of bliss ourheartshadform'a, "her side; With soothing hope for many a future day, Then cast her eyes to heaven, then bow'd ber In one sad moment broke!

head, and died.

$ 95. The School Mistress. In Imitation of Spenser. With dark distrust, and sad repentance filled,

SHENSTONE. 'And stedfast hate, and sharp affliction join'd, Auditæ voces, vagitus et ingens, And fury uncontrol'd, and chastisement unkind. Infantumque anime fientes in limine primo. Virg. Few but have kennd, in semblance meet Ah mne! full sorely is my heart forlorn,

pourtray'd, . To think how modest worth neglected lies,) The childish faces of old Æol's train, While partial Fame doth with her blasts adorn Libs, Notus, Auster* : these in frowns array'd.

Such deeds alone as pride and pomp disguise;. How then would farconearth,orsky,ormain, Deeds of ill sori, and mischievous emprize : 1 Were the stern God to give his slaves the rein ?

Lend me thy clarion, Goddess ! let me try. And were not she rebellious breasts to quell, To sound the praise of merit ere it dics; I And were not she her statutes to maintain, Such as I oft have chanced to espy,

Thecot no more, I wecn, wcredeem'd the cell Lost in the dreary shades of vull obscurity. Where comely peace of inind and decent order Inev'ry village, mark'd with little spire,[farne,

. dwell. Embower'd in trees, and hardly known to A russet stole was o'er her shoulders thrown; There dwells, in lowly shade and mean attire, • A russet kirtle fenc'd the nipping air ; • A matron old, whom we School-mistress "Twas simple russet, but it was her own, name;

.'Twas herowo country bred the flock so fait; Who boasts unruly brats with birch to tame : "Twas her own labor did the fleece prepare,

They grieven sore, in piteous durance pent, And, sooth to say, her pupils, rang'daround, Aw'd by the pow'r of this relentless dame, Thro' pious awe did term it passing rare ;

And oft-times, on vagarics idly bent,[shent. : For ihey in gaping wonderment abound, For unkempt hair, or task unconn'd, are sorely And think, no doubt, she been the greatest wighi And all in sight doth rise a birchin tree,

on ground.. Which Learningnearherlittledome did stow, Albeit, ne Hattery did corrupt her truth; . Whilonie a twig of small regard to see,

• Ne poupous title did debauch her car, Tho' now so wide its waving branches flow, ! Goody, good-woman, gossip, n'aunt, forsooth, And work the simple vassals mickle woe;

Or dame, the sole additions she did hear; . For not a wind might curl the leaves that Yet these she challengd, these she held right blew;

slov

dear; .' But their limbs shudder'd, and their pulse beat Newould esteem him act as moughtbehove, And, as they look’d, they found their horror Who should not honor'd eld with these revere; grew,

For never title yet so unean conld prove, And shap'd it into rods, and tingled at the view. But there wasekea mind which did that title love. So have I seen (who has not, may conceive)! One anticnt hen she took delight to feed, : ,

A lifeless phantom nicar a garden placd; The plodding pattern of the busy daine, So doth it wanton birds of peace bereave, | Which ever and anor; impellid by need,

Of sport, of song, of pleasure, of repast : . Into herschool, begirt with chickens, came; They start, they stare, they wheel, they look Such favor did her past deport'ment claim : aghast ;

And if neglect had larish'd on the ground Sad servitude ! Such comfortless anuoy Fragment of bread, she would collect the same; May no bold Briton's riper age e'er taste! For well she new, and quaintly cold exNe superstition clag bis dance of joy,

pound. ' . t . Ne vision empty, vain, his native bliss destroy! What sin it were to waste the smallest cruikb Near to this dome is found a patch so green, 1 : she found.

On which the tribe theirgambols do display; Herbs too stte Knew, and well of cach could And at the door impris'ning board is seen, i speak,.

Lest weakly wightsofsmallersizeshouldstray,: That in her garden sipp'd the sili'ry dew', Eazer, perdie, to bask in sunny day! (sourid, Where no vain How'r disclos'd a gaudy streak,

The noises intermix'd, which thence re But herbs for use and plıysic not a few, Do Learning's little tenement betray;

Of grey renown, within ihose borders grew; Wliere sits the dame, disguis'd in look pro · The tufted basil, pun-provoking thyme, found

i faround. Freshi barm, and marygold of cheerful hue, And eyes her Fairy throng, and turns her whecl The lowly gilt, that never dares tu climb, Her cap, far whiter than the driver snow, and more I fain would sing, disdaining here to

Emblem right meet of decency does yield ; 1: thyttie. . Her aproni dyed in grain, as blue, I trowe, Vet euphrisy tay not be left unisung, it as is the bake-bell that adorns the field : i Thaigivescimeyes to wanderleaguw around; And in her hand, for sceptre, she does wield And purigent rachish, biting infant's tongue

way birchiwy sptays, wide anxious fear en And plaintain ribb'et, that heals the ttaper* twin'd,

wound;
• The south-west wind, south, &s.

And And marj'ram sweet, in shepherds' posie foumd; I Lo! now with state she utters the comniand!

And lavender, whose spikes of azure bloom Elisoons the urchins to their tasks repair; Shall be, erewbile, in arid bundles bound, I Their books of stature small, they take in hand, To lurk amidst the labors of her loom,

Which with pellucid horn secured are, And crown her 'kerchicis clean with mickle rare To save from finger wet the letters fair. perfuine.

(crown'd The word so gay that on their back is seen And here trim roseinarine, that whilopi

St. George's high achievements does declare, The daintiest garden of the proudest peer,

On which thilk wight that has ggazing been, Ere, driven from its envied site, it found Kens the forth-coming rod ; unpleasing sight, I A sacred shelter for its branches here,

ween! Where edy'd with gold its glitt'ring skirts Ah! luckless he, and born beneath the beam appear.

Of evil star! it irks me whilst I write! • O wassel days! ( customs meet and well ! | As erst the bard * by Mulla's silver stream, Ere this was banish'd from its lotiy sphere; Oft as lie told of deadly dolorous plight,

· Simplicity then sought this humble cell, Sigh'd as he sung, and did in tears indte ; Nor ever would she more with thane and lord For, brandishing the rod, she doth begin ling dwell.

To loose the brogues, the stripling's late deHere oft the dame, on Sabbath's decent eve,

light! Hymned such psalms as Stèenhold forth And down they drop; appears his dainty skin, did mete,

Fair as the furry coat of whitest ermilin. "If winter 'twere she to her hearth did cleave: O ruthful scene! when from a nook obsure

But in her garden found a summer seat : His little sister doth his peril see: . Sweet melody! to hear her then repeat All playful as she sate, she grows demure,

How Israel's sons, beneath a foreign king, She finds full soon her wonted spirits flee; While taunting foe-men did a song entreaty She meditates a pray'r to set him free:

All for the ronce untuning every string, Nor gentle pardon could this dame deny Uphung their useless lyres -- small heart had (If gentle pardon could with dames agree) they to sing,

To her sad grief that swells in either eye, . For she was just, and friend to virtuous lore, And wrings her so, that all for pity she could die.

And pass'd much time in truly virtuous deed; Nolonger can she now her shrieks command, And in those elfins' ears would oft deplore And hardly she forbears, thro' awful fear, The times when Truth by Popisla rage did Torushen forth, and, with presumptuous hand, bleed,

To stay harshe justice in its mid career. And tortious Death was true Devotion's meed; On thee she calls, on thet, her parent dear! . And simple Faith in iron chains did mourn, (Ah! tooreinote to ward the shameful blow!) That nould on wooden image place her creed; She sees no kind domestic visage uear, And lawny saints in smould'ring flames did And soon a flood of tears begins to flow, * burn:

[return. And gives a loose at last to unavailing woe. Ah! dearest Lord! forefend thilk days should c'er Butah! what pen his piteous plight may trace! In elbow chair, like that of Scottish stem, Or what device his loud laments explain!

By the sharp tooth of cank'ring Eld defac'd, The form uncouth of his disguised face? In which, when he receives his diadem,

The pallid hue that dyes his looks amain? Our sov'reign princeandliefest liege is placid, Theplenteous show'rthatdoeshis cheek distain! The matron fate : and some with rank she When he in abject wise implores thedame, grac'd,

Ne hopeth aught of sweet reprieve to gain; The source of children's and of courtier's Or when from high she levels well her aim, pride!

(pass'd) | And, thro' the thatch, his cries each falling Redress'd affronts (for vile affronis there 1 stroke proclaim. . And warn’d thein not the fretful to deride,

The other tribe, aghast with sore disma But love each other dear, whatever them betide.

Attend, andconntheir tasks withinickle care, Right well she knew each temper to descry, By turns, astonied, ev'ry twig survey,

Tothwart the proud, and thesubmiss toroise; And from their fellows hateful wounds beSome with vile copper prize exalt on high,

ware, Andsomeentice with pittance smallof praise; I Knowing, Iwist, how each the same may share; And other some with baleful sprig she 'frays; Till fear has taught them a performance E'en absent, she the reinsof pow'r doth hold,

meet, While with quaint arts the giddy crowd she And to the well-known chest the dame repair, sways;

Whenace oft with sugar'd cates she doth Forewari'd, iflittle bird their pranks behold, . 'em greet, Twill whisper in her ear, and all the scene un- And gingerbread y-rare ; now, certes, doubly fold,

sweet!

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See, to their seats they hye with merry ylee, And many a poet quit th’ Aönian field : And in beseeinly order sitten there,

And, sour'd by age, profound heshall appear, All but the wight of bum y-galled; he As he who now, with 'sdainful fury thrillid, Abhorreth bench, and stool, and form, and Surveys mine work, and levels many a sncer, chair

[hair); And furls his wrinkly front, and cries, What (This hand in mouth y-fixed, that rends his

stuff is here!" And eke with snubs profound, and heaving But now Dan Phæbus gains the middle sky, brcast,

And liberty unbars the prison-door; Convulsions intermitting! does declare

And like a rushing torrent out they Ay, Hisgrievous wrong,his came's unjust behest,

And now the grassy cirque han cover'd o'er Andscornsheroffer'd love, and slins to becaress'd.

With boist'rous revel-rout and wild uproar. His face besprent with liquid crystal shines i A thousand ways in wanton rings they run,

His blooming face, that seemsa purple flow'r, Heaven shield their short liv'd pastimes, I iinWhich low to earth his drooping head decines,

plore! All smcard and sullied by a vernal show'r For well may Freedom, erst so dearly won, Oh the hard bosoms of despotic pow'r! Appear to British elf more gladsomethan the sun. All, all but she, the anthor of his shame,

Enjoy, poor imps ! enjoy your sportive trade, All, all but she, regret this mournful hour :

Andchasegarties, and cull the fairest flow'rs, Yet hence the youth, and hence the flow'r |

For when my bones in grass green sods arelaid, shall claiin,

[fame.

For never may ye taste more careless hours If so, I deem aright, transcending worth and

In knightly castles, or in ladies' bow'rs. Behind some door in melancholy thought, () vain, to seek delight in earthly things!

Mindless of food, he, drcary caitiff ! pines; l but most in courts, where proud Ambition Ne for his fellows joyaunce careth onght,

tow'rs; But to the wind all merriment resigns, Deluded wight! who weens fair peace can And deems it shame if he to peace inclines;

spring And many a sullen look askaunce is sent, Beneath the pompous dome of kesar or of king. Which for his dame's annoyance he designs ;! See in each sprite some various bent appear! And still the more to plcasure bim she's bent,

These rudely carol most incondite lay; The more doth he, perverse, her 'haviour past

Those saunt'ring on the green with jocund leer, resent.

Salute the stranger passing on his way : Ah me! low inuch I fear lest pride it be ! Some builden fragile ienements of clay;

But if that pride it be which thus inspires, Some to the standing lake their courses hend, Beware, ye dames! with nice discernment see, With pebbles sinooth, at duck and drake to Ye quench noi too the sparks of nobler fires:

play ; Ah! better far ihan all the Murse's lyres

Thilk to the huster's sav'ry cottage tend, (All coward arts) is valor's gen'rous heat, | Inpastykingsand queensth'allotted mitc to spend. The firm fix'd breast which fit and right re

Here, as each season yields a different store, ...quires,

Each season's stores in order ranged been ; • Like Vernon's patriot soul, more justly great

Apples with cabbage net y-cover'd o'er, Than craft that pimps for ill, or flow'ry false

Gallingfullsoreth'unmonied wight, arc seen; . deceit.

And gooseb'rie, clad in liv'ry red or green : Yet, nurs'il with skill, what dazzling fruits And here of lovely dye the Cath'rine pear; appear!

Fine pear! as lovely for thy juice I ween; E'en now sagacious foresight points to show O may no wight c'er pennyless come there, A little bench of heedless bishops here, Lest, smit with ardent love, he pine with hopes And there a chancellor in embryo,

less care! Or bard sublime, if hard may e'er be so;

See cherries here, ere cherries yet abound, As Milton, Shakspeare, names that ne'er

With thread so white in tempiing posies tied, shall die! Tho' now he crawl along the ground so low;

Scatt'ring like blooming maid their glances

round, Nor weeting how the Muse should soar on

With pamper'd look draw little eyes aside, high,

- [fiy. I

And must be bought, tho' penury betide ; Wisheth, poor starv'ling elf! his paper kite may

The plum all azure, and the nut all brown; And this perhaps, who cens'ring the design, And here each season do those cakes abide, Low lays the house which that of cards

Whose honor'd names th' inventive city doth build,

own, Shall Dennis be, if rigid Fates incline; Rend'ring thro' Britain's isle Salopia's * praises And inany an epic to his rage shall yield, 1 known. Shrewsbury Cakes.

Ii i Admir'd

Admir'd Salopia! that with venial pride • Blest were the days when Wisdomn held her

EyesherbrightforminSevern'sambientwave, 'reign, Fam'd for her loyal cares in perils tried; And shepherds sought her on the silent plain;

Herdaughterslovely,and her striplings brave: With Truth! she wedded in the secret grose, Amidst the rest, may flow'rs adorn his grave linmortal Truth! and daughters blest their Whose art did first these dulcetcates display!

love.. A motive fair to Learning's imps he gave,

O haste, fair maids ! ve Virtues, come away! Whocheerless o'er herdarkling region stray, 'Sweet peace and Plenty lead you on your way! Till Reason's moru arise, and light them on The balmy shrub for you shall love our shore, their way.

1. By Ind excell'd or Araby, no more.

• Lost to our fields, for so the fales ordain,

The clear deserters shall return again. $96. Oriental Eclogues. By Mr. Collins.

1. Come thou, whose thoughts as limpid springs BCLOGUE I.

are clear; i Selim ; or the Shepherd: Moral.

• To lead the train, sweet Modesty, appear:

1. Here make thy court amidst our rural scene, Scene, a Valley, near Bagdat. - Time, the

• Andshepherdgirlsshallown thee for theirqueen, Morning.

With thice be Chastity, of all afraid, "YE Persian maids, attend your Poet's lays, Distrusting all, a wise suspicious inaid; And hear how shepherds pass their golden But man the most -- not more the mountain doe days.

Holds the swift falcon for her deadly foc. • Notallare blest, whom Fortune's hand sustains Cold is her breast, like flow'rs that drink thedew; • With wealth in courts, nor all that haunt the A silken veil conceals her from the view. plains

No wild desires amidst thy train be known, • Well may your hearts believe the truths I tell; But Faith, whose heart is fix'd on one alone : • 'Tis virtue inakes the bliss, where'er wedwell.' Desponding Meekness, with her down-castepes,

Thus Selim sung, by sacred Truth inspir'd ; l. And friendly Pity, full of tender sighs ; Nor praise but such as Truth bestow'd, desir'd: · And Love thie last. By these your heartsapprore; Wise in himself, his meaning songs convey'd These are the virtues that Biust lead to lore.' Informing morals to the shepherd inaid ;

Thus sung theswain; and antient legends say, Or taught the swains that surest bliss to find, The maids of Bagdat verified the lay : What groves, nor streams bestow,a virtuous niind. Dear to the plains, the Virtues came along;

When sweet and blushing, like a virgin bride, The shepherds lov'd, and Selim bless'd his song. The radiant morn resum'd her orient pride ; When wanton gales along the vallies play,

ECLOGUE 11.
Breatheoneachflow'r,and bear theirsweets away;

Hassan ; or the Camel-Driver.
By Tygris' wandering waves he sat, and sung,
This useful lesson for the fair and young :

Scene, the Desert. -- Time, Mid-day. Ye Persian dames,' he said, 'to you belong In silent horror o'er the boundless waste, • (Well may they please) the morals of my song: The driver Hassan with his camels pass'd : • No fairer maids, I trust, than you are found, One cruse of water on his back he bore, • Grac'd with softarts, the people world around! And his light scrip contain'd a scanty store ; • The morn that lights you to your loves supplies A fan of painted feathers in his hand, • Each gentler ray, delicious to your cyes; To guard his shaded face from scorching sand, . For you thase flow'rs her fragrant hands bestow. The sultry sun had gaind the middle sky, • And yours the love that kings delight to know. And not a tree, and not an herb, was nigh: • Yet think not these, all beauteous as they are, The beasts with pain their dusty way pursue, • The best kind blessings Heaven cangrantthefair: Shrill roard the winds, and dreary was the view, • Who trust alone in beauty's feeble ray, With desperate sorrow wild, th' affrighted man • Boast but the worth Balsora's* pearls display! Thrice sigh'd, thrice struck his breast, and this • Drawn from the deep, weown thesurface bright: began ; . But, dark within, they drink no lustrous light. Sad' was the bour, and luckless was the das, * Such are the maids, and such the charms they · When first from Schiraz' walls I bent niy • By sense unaided, or to virtue lost. [boast,

way! .« Self-Aatt'ring sex! your hearts bclieve in vain "Ah! little thought I of the blasting wind, < That Love shall blind, when once he fires the The thirst or pinching hunger that I find!

Or hope a lover by your faults to win, (swain; Bethink thee, Hassan, whereshallthirsta suage, • As spots on ermine beautify the skin: 1. When fails this cruse, his unrelenting rage? • Who seeks secure to rule, be first her care Soon shall this scrip its precious load resign ; * Each softer virtue that adorns the fair ; Then what but tcars and hunger shall be thine? • Each tender passion man delights to find "Ye mute companions of my toils, that bear The lov'd perfection of a female inind! In all my griefs a more than equal share!

The Gulf of that name, famous for the pearl fishery.

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