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blooming fair...I feat myself nigh as The poem might open with a genepogible to the gay and the witty-as ral description of the country, and the great fow of animal spirits, I (ure no country allows fuller" scope conceive, affords me a larger fare of to the descriptive powers.--- here evethe ANHELITUS than I could receive
sy thing is majestic and truly natural; from the dull and spiritless : moft then might follow a particular acgreedily do I drink it up.- Already count of the ftupendous cataract, a do I feel the good effects of it... I be theet of water more than two thou. gin to look younger--my blood, al. (and feet broad, falls abruptly from moft ftagnated flows as in days of a precipice one hundred and seventy yore---and in twenty years, geatle- feet high ; and, with an astoni thing men, I expect to be young enough to noise, foams among the huge rocks get married : and I intend to live to beneath, from which it rebounds as that age wbea my children thall en- desirous of regaining its former elevajcy the fruits of their father's efforts, ted station, 'till having at last spent and when my country Mall be freed it's rage, it rolls on a filent, harmless from all her embarrassments--- when Atream, and looses itself in the friend. peace, plenty, happiness and respect ly borom of the spacious Ontario--from foreign powers Mall have placed The contemplation of this immense her in that fituation, to which by her spectacle, confidered with these attenextent, her bravery apd her virtues dari circumftances, cannot fail of Mhe will necessarily attain ; ---and then raising lofty and fublime ideas in any calmly will I quit this carthly man- one poffers’d of poetic fre and fancy: fion.
Some beautiful and affe&ting tale I have not done---perhaps some might allo be built upon that well wise heads and you among the reft, known truth, that the Indians, in at. gentlemen Editors, will creat all this temping to cross the food above the as fiation ;---but, an infance precise. cataract, are often hurried into eterly in point, was not David cherished nity by the impetuous current, we by Abifhag --and undoubtedly in may suppose the sufferer to have been this way; and I appeal to the Faculty a favourite chief or bosom friend, and for the juftness of the principle. may easily conceive what would be
As to the above, gentlemen, print the expressions of grief among a peoit or not--as you please--if it is not ple whose passions civilization had not worthy in your great judgments of a yet put under any reftraint, but who place in your Magazine, reje& it! are guided solely by the impulse of am unconcerned...or print a part of nature and inftin&... I know not but it---mutilate it as seemeth bert-- be as their attachment to a leader and comsevere upon it, as your wit will enable panion might induce many to plunge you- .but any way. I fall pursue my into the « rearing flood," to accomplan, and I wish for the good of the pany him in his solitary journey to public; not because I communicate the land of spirits, at least ihis is a cir. it, that it might be contained in your cumftance of which the poet might valuable collection.
N. E. allowedly avail himself to heighten the
[cene. Our poem might conclude with Proposals for a Poem.
an anticipated view of the grandeur
of America, and the future useful I was an observation made by the Bess of the pothern Lakes to the inlate Mr. Shenstone, that “ if you
terior commerce of this country. write an original piece, you wonder
Such is the foundation and groundno one ever thought of the belt of sub- work of this poem, upon which I wish jects before you ;” and such is my
to see some anthor of tafte and genius fondness for a creature of my own for. build a superftructure, I own myself mation, that I am much disposed to unequal to the talk, as I am not bléfold assent to the truth of the remark:-.to with a fingle ray of poetic genius ; my come to the point, I think a very fine present purpose will be answered, if in original poem might be formed from the attempt to induce any person one of the most ftriking objeAs nature
of approved abilities to undertake it, presents to our view in this continent I can, at the same time, fill up & -- from the FALLS of NIAGARA.
blank coluna in your Magazine.
Poetical Ef ays.
Poetical Essays, &c. for March,
Belinda. A Pastoral. YE tunelu! nine, who all my soul
inspire, Whole numbers charm me, apd whose
transports fire, Snatch me, O snatch me, to some gen
tle seat, Where fhady forests form a soft reAnd thou, O spring, deck the sur
rounding bow'rs, Ye blotsoms bloom, and flourish all
ye flow'rs. Belinda comes, I hear her heavenly
voice, Let the flow'rs flourish and the blooms
rejoice. Belinda fair my wanton fancy leads, Where fanning breezes whisper o'er
the meads, High leaps my heart, and every pulse
beats love, While the dear name soft dies along
the grove ; Her name, in echos dances on the
hills, Adds softer music to the bubbling
rills, Bids each gay tree, a livelier verdure
show, The lillies whiten, and the roses
glow, Scatters the gloomy horrors of the
night, And gives a glory to the noon-day
· light. But, ah! fond youth, forbear thy
am'rous ftrain, Vain is thy passion, and thy numbers
vain !. Could'At thou e'er hope, presumptü.
ous, that the fair, With smiling eyes, thou'd dawn upon
That panting, finking, with surrend'
ring charms, The beauteous N ymph fhould bless
thy circling arms ? Ah ! No, some happier youth the
fates have bleft, To reign unrival'd in her lovely
break; Some happier youth, ah ! lo ye
pow'rs decree, Who never sung, who never lov'd
like me ; He coldly afking, Mall obtain the
prize, And bear the bounty from my trem
bling eyes, Shall, without rapture, on the goddess
gaze, And uninspir’d, behold her smiling
face : When her sweet voice chimes in his
taffelers ear, He'll hear indeed, but will regardless
hear. While I, unhappy, fhall the nymph
deplore, Nor court the day, nor ask a pleasure
Pensive, Pll wander through the lone
ly woods, And tell my sorrows to the lif’oing
foods, Give to the hills and vales my paffions
vent, While 'the rough rocks repose my
loud complaint, The trees, atteative, fall forget to
bloom, Nor a ray glimmer in their folemn
gloom. Thus Strephon fung to all th’admir
ing (wains, And moving oumbers warbled o'er the plains ;
Sometimes elate, he luug the yielding Thus while he sung the soft Belinfur,
da's praise, Then mouro'd, and ligh’d, abandon'd Hills, fields and vales re-echo'd to his to despair ;
lays ; The Mepherds, fix'd, in deep attention The shepherds harken'd 'till the God nuog
of light, And griev'd, or triumph'd, to the va- Rollid dowo his car; and rạch'd a: rying fongi
long she night. They bleft in harmonious accents of On the resurn of PEACE!
his lyre, And the nice hand, that touch'd the By a young Lady of 14 years of age.
Happy found ! O joyfal news
of Peace !
domain. Whea Strephon thus ; forbear rafh Lo ! Me descends with her fair OliveSwains torbear,
wreath ; Nor with the rival ill, nor fault the Welcome, thrice welcome, to our fair.
Thores again! O bless Belinda, all ye powers above !
II. And bless the mag Belinda deigos to
Rise then Columbia, all thy trophies love !
Lring, But me, ah! me ten thousand pangs And crown thy heroes with immor. arseft,
tal bays ! And mx tumultuous in my beating For lovely PEACE with her refulgent breait,
wing, Mus that fair form (forbid it O ye Shall bless thy fons, and gild their fuskies!)
ture days. Muft that fair form be ravishd from
III. my eyes ?
No longer war, with his terrific train, Shall fome more favour'd youth with Difturbs our peaceful coafts with dread haughty air,
alarmas : Far from my sight the lovely charmer Nor spreads bis hoftite banner o'er the bear?
the plain, Throw round her flender waist his Where mighty warriors meet in glitftupid arms,
t'ring aims ! Nor own ungrateful the superior
No more the tyrant with remorseless From her gay bosom snatch the unful.
hand, lied (nows,
Invades our rights, and hurls de frucAnd from her blushing cheeks the op'ning rore,
But smiling PÉACE Extends her olive Yet his cold lips taste no exalted
And rides triumphant in her golde Nor one glad fparkle languish in his
Car ! eyes?
V. Shall be no more, my heart for- The bappy (wains her balmy ble
gets to move, And life's warm ftream its circling And chearfully again their fields P
maze to rove ; The killing thought defaces all the Fearless of proud ambition's glitt's scene,
feel, Fades every filow's, and withers every They dwell secure, remote from n green,
and war. Augmears the murmur of the run.
VI. ning rills,
Hail then ! O bleft Columbia ! h And spreads a gloomier hadow o'er
clime! the bills.
For injur'd innocence, a safe ret
tive war ;
169 Where virtue's rons Thall rest, with Orren wou'd we glide op secure, jnys sublime ;
The gods of our river wou'd save.
Let the temple I mention'd above,
Neat, .sly, and imple appear:
For Nature's own tuuches are there And brigbtiniog Science gild thy hap
There Flora, gay daughter of spring, Freedom and Juilice shall unrival'd
Shall scatte! variety round; reigo,
And autumn her wicker fall bring,
With Nature own luxury crown'd.
The green river-fifiers Mall lend
Their urns to replenith my rills ; Their glorious deeds immortal hone ouis claim ;
And hoary old Faunus attend
The flocks that inhabit my hills.
would swift fies,
But hark! From the woodland and
What melody rings in the gale! ings crown'd,
Por Philomel warbles her tove
Agdecho runs off with the tale. ;
Poor Poilomel, wretched, alone,
That pitiful note is in vain :
Thy love, thy companion is gone,
And what are the charms that re.
Sad emblem of me! what are all
My villas my caftles in air ?
Like come litre vifion they fall,
When torn" from my Phillis, my
fair. And call it the Temple of Love.
To the Printers of the BOSTON MĄ.
On a Pipe of Tobacco.
ITTLE Tube of mighty pow's, The following Verses were written
by L'Charmer of an idle nour, a young Lady 12 years old: The occafion was this; the brother being Lip of wax, and eye of fire :
Objea of my warm defore, busied in making his (chool exer: cise, she asked him what employed With my finger gently bracd;
And thy snowy taper-waill, him ? When he told her, the desired
And thy pretty iwelling creft, to know what he meant by an ex.
With my little flopper preft, ercise ? (le answered it was to write
And the sweetest bliss of bliffes, verses : If that be all, says the, I'll
Breathing from thy balmy kisses. write some for you. She asked him
Happy thrice, and thrice agen, what ņe Mould write upon ? What
Happiest he of happy men ; but Paper, replied he smartly. Her
Who when agen the night returnsa auswer and performance were in
When agen the taper burns ; the following lines.
When agen the cricket's gay,
(Little cricket, full of play)
With the fragrant INDIAN Weed:
Incense of the God of Wine,
Happy thrice, and thrice agens, 'The fairer fervant of the muse ;
Happiest he of happy men. Dear friend, to whom I oft impart The choiceft secrets of my heart : Ah, what atonement can be made For fpotters innocence betray'd? Ilow fair, how lovely, didit trou how. Upon a Lady's favourite SpaniLike lily'd banks, or falling snow:
niel. But now, alas! become my prey. Vet this fmall comfort can I give
I never bit without a reason, That, wlien defroy'd, mall make I ne'er insulted weaker brother, thee live,
or wrong'd by force or fraud ano
Tlio' brutes are plac'd a rank below, Lpigram on a lady with fine Itappy for man could he say so.
eyes and a bad voice.
UCETTA's charms our hearts L surprize
An Enigmatical Lin of Young LaAt once with love and wonder ; She bears jove's lighuugin her eyes
dies in Plymouth. But in her voice nista under
chine, and three fourths of a
poetical compofitio:). For the Bofton Magazine
2. Three fourths of a splendid garM-fl're Printers,
ment, ball of a winged musician, and Please to infort, in your nex: M. hali of what ladies vse about their gazine, the fwilowing lines in SOM drets.
? Stuff for a night gown, flowered OMNE levis! quanquam certil: and polithed. fiska mortis innaga.
An ornament of a mip's bowConsortem cupio te tamen efle lori. Sprit, and what a new married Lidx Mima quies, opiata veni! nami fic fine
5 A rearon peculiarly celebrated Vivere quem suave eft, fic fine niorte by the poets.
6. The egiblem of innocence.
DAMON. A traridation is requefec
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