Whose heart the same desires had once inflamed; But now the savage temper was reclaim'd, Persuasion on his lips had taken place; 7 For all plead well who plead the cause of grace. The next, his swarthy brethren of the mine the day } Was nigh when he would swear as fast as they. Now take me to that heaven I once defied, Thy presence, thy embrace !"-He spoke, and died! TO THE REV. MR. NEWTON, ON HIS RETURN FROM RAMSGATE. THAT Ocean you have late survey'd, Those rocks I too have seen, But I, afflicted and dismay'd, You, tranquil and serene. You from the flood-controlling steep To me the waves, that ceaseless broke Your sea of troubles you have past, I, tempest-toss'd, and wreck'd at last, Oct. 1780. LOVE ABUSED. WHAT is there in the vale of life When friendship, love, and peace combine De Ass-between friend and friend Upon the surface of the mind. But when a poet takes the pen, Far more alive than other men, He feels a gentle tingling come Down to his finger and his thumb, Derived from nature's noblest part, The centre of a glowing heart: And this is what the world, who knows No flights above the pitch of prose, His more sublime vagaries slighting, Denominates an itch for writing. No wonder I, who scribble rhyme To catch the triflers of the time, And tell them truths divine and clear, Which, couch'd in prose, they will not hear; Who labour hard to allure and draw The loiterers I never saw, Should feel that itching and that tingling, When call'd to address myself to you. Mysterious are His ways whose power Brings forth that unexpected hour, And marks the bounds of our abode. AM NW US Mening to our view, guess mi siel what it contains: Sur my by my, uni yer by year, MIC TENÉ THEt ve, and our affairs, Fre Gad minus by sien degrees Sheds every hour a clearer light And spreads, at length, before the soul, A bell and perfect whole, * Az obscure part of Olney, scheining to the residence of Cowper, which faced the market-place. » Lady Austen's residence in France. |