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To seek a retreat, while he reigns,
Who never canst seem to intrude,
Come, oft as the -season is rude!
At sight of the first feeble ray
That pierces the clouds of the east, To inveigle thee every day
My window shall show thee a feast. For taught by experience, I know
Thee mindful of benefit long; And that, thankful for all I bestow,
Thou wilt pay me with many a song.
Then, soon as the swell of the buds
Bespeaks the renewal of spring, Fly hence, if thou wilt, to the woods;
Or where it shall please thee to sing: .And shouldst thou, compelled by a frost,
Come again to my window or door, Doubt not an affectionate host I
Only pay, as thou paidest me before.
To flow from a fountain above,
Unchangeable friendship and love
And who on the globe can be found,
Save your generations and ours,
Or boasts any musical powers?
The shepherd touched his reed; sweet Philomef
And treasuring, as on her ear they fell,
The peevish youth, who ne'er had found before
A rival of his skill, indignant heard,
In loftier tones defied the simple bird.
With all the force that passion gives, inspired, Returned the sounds awhile, but in the close
Exhausted fell, and at his feet expired.
Thus strength and skill prevailed. O fatal strife!
By the poor songstress playfully begun; And O sad victory; which cost thy life—And he may wish that he had never won t
On the Death of Lady who lived one hundred Years, and died on her Birth-day in 1788.
Ancient dame, how wide and vast,
To a race like ours appears,
All thy multitude of years!
We, the herd of human kind,
Frailer and of feebler powers;
Soon exhaust the sum of ours.
Perish even from the womb;
Nourished, but to feed the tomb.
Seeds of merciless disease
Lurk in all that we enjoy;
Some that suddenly destroy.
Common to the sons of men,
Dream, and doat, and drivel then?
Fast as moons can wax and wane
Pant with anguish, and complain,
If a few, (to few 'tis given)
Lingering on this earthly stage, Creep, and halt with steps uneven.
To the period of an age :—
Wherefore live they but to see
Cunning, arrogance, and force"? Sights, lamented much by thee,
Holding their accustomed course!
Oft' was seen, in ages past,
All that we with wonder view; Often shall be to the last;
Earth produces nothing new.
Thee we gratulate; content,
Should propitious FTcaven design Life for us, as calmly spent,
Though but half the length of thinr4
THE CAUSE WON.
Two neighbours furiously dispute j
Trivial the spot, yet such the rage
With which the combatants engage,
'Twere hard to tell who covets most
The prize—at whatsoever cost.
The pleadings swell. Words still suffice.
No single word but has its price.
No term but yields some fair pretence,
For novel and increased expense.
Defendant thus becomes a name, Which he that bore it may disclaim; Since both, in one description blended, .Are plaintiffs—when the suit is ended.
THE INNOCENT THIEF.
Not a flower can be found in the fields,
Or the spot that we till for our pleasure, From the largest to least, but it yields
The bee, never-wearied, a treasure.
With a diligence truly exact;
Leaves evidence—none of the fact.
Her lucrative task she pursues,
That none of their odour they lose,