ODE. AH fortune! wilt thou never smile? And is the meed of all my toil But sharper woe, severer pain? Ah Delia! fairest of the fair! Say, must thy beauty only prove My earliest wish, my latest care, But still the foe of hapless love? Ah love! on mountains wert thou bred, Thy tyrant pow'r we view with dread, Which wounds the youth, affrights the brave. Hence ruthless passion, mock'ry hence, Return with all thy smiling train, The gay, quick thought, the fancy mild; Each infant bliss return again, And chase far hence these tumults wild. Season of thoughtless joy! in vain Seek distant climes and happier shores. Let me, while others idly gay, Be careless ease and leisure mine. And oh! may friendship bless the hour In vain shall beauty's artful smile With thee, my Damon, may I rove Where science points the arduous way; And leave the idle toys of love To breasts as idle and as gay. Thus thro' the varying scenes of life St. James's Chronicle. ENQUIRY AFTER HAPPINESS. THE E midnight moon serenely smiles No low'ring cloud obscures the sky, Now ev'ry passion sinks to rest, In silence hush'd, to reason's voice Come: while the peaceful scene invites, Does it amidst the frolic mirth Of gay assemblies dwell? Or hide beneath the solemn gloom That shades the hermit's cell? How oft the laughing brow of joy In vain thro' beauty, fortune, wit, It dwells not in the faithless smile Perhaps the joy to these deny'd, Howe'er our varying notions rove, Yet all agree in one, To place its Being in some state, O blind to each indulgent aim, Vain is alike the joy we seek, Unless harmonious reason tunes 3 Our passions into peace. To temper'd wishes, just desires, And, deaf to folly's call, attends ON BEAUTY. Miss Carter. ENCHANTING nymph, of heavenly birth, To sooth our cares, our toils, our strife, |