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Poetical Essays, &c.
for June 1784.
dual way ;
The duaile ftreams obey the guiding
hand, (Continaed from page 298.) And social pleaty circles round the HB museinvites,my DiLiA hafte
land. away, And let us sweetly waste che careless
But nobler praise awaits our green day.
retreats ; Here gentle summits lift their airy The muses here have fix'd their sacred brow ;
seats, Down the green flope here winds the Mark where it's simple front yon mixlabouring plough;
fion rears, Here, bath'd by frequent flow’rs, cool The nursery of men for future years ! vales are seen,
Here callow chiefs and embryo states Cloath'd with fresh verdure, and eter
men lie, nal green ;
And unfedg'd poets short excursions Here smooth canals, across the extend.
try, ed plain,
While Merley's gentle current, which Stretch their long arnas to join the dif- too long, tant main :
By famc negle&ted, and unknown to The sons of toil, with many & weary
Between his rufty banks (no poet's Scoop the hard bosom of the solid rock,
theme) Refifless thro’the Aiff opposing clay, Had crept inglorious, like a vulgar With Ateady patience work their grado ftream,
Refc&s th' ascending seats with con Compel the genius of th' unwilling
scious pride, flood,
And dares to emulate a claffic tide. Thro' the browa horrors of the aged Soft mufc breathes along cach op'aing wood;
Thade, Cross the lone wafte, the filver urn And fooths the dashing of his rough they pour,
cascade. And cheer the bárren heath or Cullen
With myftic lines his lands are kgor'd
o'er, The traveller with ploafing wonder secs And circles trx'd upon the letrer'a The white sail gleaming thro'the dusky thore.
Beneath his willows rove th' enquiring A views the alter'd landscape with youth, furprise,
And court the fair maje Aic form of And doubts the magic scenes which
truth. round him rise.
Here nature opens all her secret Now, like a flock of swaps, above his springs head
And heav'n born science plumes her Their woven wings the Aying vessels eagle-wings; spread ,
Too long had bigot rage, with malico Now meeting areams in artful mazes swellid, glide,
Crush'd her Atrong pinions, and her While cach pamingled pours a seperate Aight with-held;
Too long, to check her ardent process, ow thro' the hidden veins of earth
Atrove : they low,
So writhes the serpent round the bird And visit fulph'rous mines and caves of Jorot below;
When this, this little group their COUR
try calls From academic mades and learned
halls, To fix her laws, her fpirit to sustain, And light up glory trindber wide do
min! Their various tifles in different arts
display'd, Like temper'd tarmony of light an
Made, With friendly union in one mass shall
blend, And this adorn the fate, and that de.
fend. There the requester'd made liall cheap
Jy pieale, With learned labour and inglorious
eale: While trore, impeld by fome refillers
force, O'er feas and rocks fall urge their
ventrous course; Rich fruits, matur'd by glowing (uns,
behold, And China's graves of vegetable gold ; From every jand the various harveit
Spol, And bear their tribute to their native
lol: But tell each land (while every toil
they share, Frm to sustain, and resolute to dare,) Man is the nobler growth our realms
supply, And Souls are ripend in our north
Hangs on her night, restrains her tow'.
ring wing, Twists it's dark folde, and points it's
venom'd sling. Yet fill (if aught aright the rule di
vine) Her risiog pride Mail mock the vain
desigo ; On sounding pinions yet a'ost háil
foar, And, tbro' the azure deep, untravel'd
paths explore. Where science (miles, the muses join
the train ; And gentlest arts, and purest manoers
reign. Ve generous youth, who love this fu.
dious thade, How rich a field is to your hopes dis
play'd ! Knowledge, to you, unlocks the claffic
page ; And virtue blossoms for a better age. Oh golden days! oh bright unvatu'd
hours ! What bliss (did ye but know that bliss)
was yours? With richest fiores your glowing bo
of thought ; The high deligns that leave the la
bouring loul, . Panting for fame impatient of controul; And lund enthuhadic thought, that
feeds On pi&ur'd tales of vart heroic deeds ; and quick alte&ions, kindling into
fame At yirtue's, or their country's, ho
nour'd name ; And spirus light, to every joy in tune ; And friendlip ardent, as the summer
nopný And geu'rous scorn of vice's venal
tribe , And proud disdain of intereft sordid
bribe ; And conscious honour's quick instinc
tive sense ; And smiles un forc'd ; and easy confi.
dence ; And vivid fancy; and clear simple
truth And all the mental bloom of vernal
youth. How bright the scene to fancy's eye
appears, Thro' the loag perspective of difani
The patriot passion this shall Atrongly
Friends, parents, country, will I leave Ardent, and glowing with ündaunted Without one anxious figh ; zeal ;
For woes thall ne'er my borom heave,
And rebel prove to all at home,
pole with arms.
HEN to my bosom come deir verre,
Thy various doubts compose ;
Or troublė thy repose.
In me thou shalt a parent find
A friend, a lover too ;
To one so fair as you.
And blefsed in thy charms;
And din of glorious arms.
No more thy rebel inalt thou claim.themes require
No more his steps pursue ;
He glories in a subjects name,
Subdu'd by love and you.
for the Boston MAGAZINB.
A Prayer to Indifference. tering wing, And hides her head in the green lap of By Mrs. Greville. fpring.
FT I've implor'd the gods in
And pray'd till I've been weary i
For once I'll try my wish to gain
Of Oberon the Fairy.
That lurk’ft in woods unseen ;
And oft, by Cynthia's filver light,
You sought a wond’rous (pell.
Oh! deign once more e exert the
Harly come herb of tree,
Sov'reigo as juice of weftern Power,
And what of life remains for me
I'll pass in sober ease, I ask no kind return in love,
Half pleas'd, contented will I be, No tempting charm to please ;
Content but half to please. Far from my heart those gifts remove
XVII. That tend to peace or ease.
Nor peace nor ease the heart cad VI Nor peace nor ease the heart can know Which, like the needle true, Which, like the needle true,
Turns to the touch of joy or woe,
For the BosTON MAGAZINE. 'Tis pain in each degree :
HEE, Mary, with this ring Bliss goes but to a certain bourd ;
So fixteen years ago, I said,
Behold another ring !..." for what?" Take then this treach'rous sense of
« Towed thee o'er agaia-- why not us mine,
With that firit ring I married youth, Which dooms me ftill to smart,
Grace, beauty, innocence and truth, Which pleasure can to pain refine,"
Tafelong admir'd ; sense long rever'd; To pain new pangs impart.
And all my Molly then appear'd.
If the, by merit fince disclos'd,
Prove cwice the woman I supposid,
I plead that double merit now
To juftify a double vow. The nymph indifference bring.
Here then, to day (with faith as core, X.
With ardour as inteose and pure, At her approach, see hope, see fear,
As when amid'At the rights divine See expectation fly!
I took thy troth and plighted miue) And disappointment in the rear,
To tbee, sweet girl, my second ringi That blafts the promis'd joy.
A token and a pledge I bring i
With this I wed, till death us parts The tear which piry taught to flow,
Thy riper virtues to my heart ; The eye Mall then disown :
Thore virtues which belore votry'de The heart that melts for other's woe,
The wife lias added to the bride ; Small then starce feel it's own.
'Those virtues, whore progressive claimi, XII.
Endearing wedlock's very name, The wounds which now each moment
My soul enjoys, my song approves, bleed,,..).
For conscience sake as well as love's Each moment :hen mall clore, And tranquil days fhall fill succeed
For why?...they new me hour by To nights of calm repose. XIII.
Honour's high thought, affection's
pow'r, O fairy elí, but grant me this,
Discretion's deed, sound judgment's 'This one kind comfort fend!
sentence : Andro may never fading bliss
Aod teach me all things..-but---RE Thy flow'ry At ps attend.
For the Boston MAGAZINE.
To FLA VELLA.
With heaven's a mirolial dew,
To those fofte scenes, where fare
Where from the world (retiring beau. Deep link thy fighs, new joy thy ty's fhrine !)
strains inspire, In sleep's tweet chains the yielding Still charm'd! hear, ftill fan the pleaslimbs recline :
iog fire ; Where led by love, while dark’ning Warm lo my heart restless pasfions curtaios fhield,
rolig Light coquettes soften,and e'en prudes And love all-pow'rful storms my melttoo yield ;
ing soul! There, o Flavella ! from the heart Burst here my heart! Must thus thy receive,
formi appear, The soft effusions, that the mure can And I with patience this restriction give ;
bear? Her charms in vain, or prudes, or Muft absent far this lov'd, dear image fires controul,
lie, Verse ftill fteals on, Atill fooths the And diftant ftill, beheld in fancy's soft'ning rou!!
eye? Sweet as the gales that sweep Sabæ. Too cruel fate ! O love what pangs deao groves,
ftroy, Sort as the breeze when scarce the Impede thy pleasures, and controul Aspin moves,
thy joy! Thus run the lays when love inspires Too fatal opiate! Once imbib'd, adieu the song,
Ye hours of peace, ye sweets the world Thus the blett accents of the muses pursue ! tongue !
Incongruous bubble! mix'd with all O. when return'd the hours of fweet
the frife repose,
The pains and pleasures of unconftang When eve's mild beams, the day's gay
life. luftre clore ;
But ah, too oft, far other scenes When art's vain pow'rs th' unmask
arise, ing maid de part,
Far other views engage my refless And prompt by, nature, throbs the un
eyes. easy heart :
Now big rait'd tears each pleasing Then may this verse (nor thou my tho't remove, (air refuse.!).
Now e'en Flavella scorns Philario's Theo teli Flavella 'tis Philario (ues !
love ! Then to thy heart, his favourite par- Dispair, black fiend ! ftill baleful ho: sion, move,
vers o'er, And geotly whisper 'tis the tale of And bids, curs'd round ! bids think love.
of thee no more.
Hope! the last phantom of a lover's Say, shall unread the murmuring joys, lays return,
Now quits this heart, and poor deser. Voalwer'd Nill, too fond Philario
ter flies ! bura !
Gallanted now, so Flavia's form I Say, shell his fuit, thy baffling frowns
Now rivals haunting, so that form
world! Thus seems my fair, with down con- While thus, fond fair ! thus rising Senting eyes,
doubts perplex, Thus kindly answering to the lay re. Thus hope and fear my soul alternate plies,
vex ! Too well, dear youth! thy conqu’ring Thus fancy's dreams, or griei, or joy paffione move,
supply, 100, well thou know'At thy rond Fla. As hope inspires, or fears that hope vella's love!
blown joy ;