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VIII.
But, oh! if, fickle and unchaste,

(Forgive a transient thought) Thou could become unkind at last,

And scorn thy present lot,

IX.
No need of lightnings from on high,

Or kites with cruel beak;
Denied th' endearments of thine eye,,?. i

This widow'd heart would break. ....

Thus sang the sweet fequester'd bird,

Soft as the paffing wind, And I recorded what I heard

A leflon for mankind.

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A Raven, while with glossy breast
Her new-laid eggs she fondly press’d,
And on her wicker-work high mounted
Her chickens prematurely counted,
(A fault philosophers might blame
If quite exempted from the same)
Enjoy'd at ease the genial day;
'Twas April as the bumkins say,
The legislature call'd it May.

But suddenly a wind as high * As ever swept a winter sky

Shook the young leaves about her ears,
And fill’d her with a thousand fears,
Left the rude blast should snap the bough,
And fpread her golden hopes below.
But just at eve the blowing weather,
And all her fears, were hush'd together:
And now, quoth poor unthinking Ralph,
'Tis over, and the brood is safe;

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(For Ravens, though, as birds of omen,
They teach both conj'rers and old women
To tell us what is to befall,
Can't prophefy themselves at all.)

The morning came, when neighbour IIodge,
Who long had mark’d her airy lodge,
And destin'd all the treasure there
A gift to his expecting fair,
Climb'd like a squirrel to his dray,
And bore the worthless prize away.

MOR A L. .
'Tis Providence alone secures,
In every change, both mine and your's:
Safety consists not in escape
From dangers of a frightful shape;
An earthquake may be bid to spare
The man that's ftrangled by a hair.
Fate steals along with silent tread,
Found oft'neft in what least we dread,
Frowns in the storm with angry brow,
But in the sunshine strikes the blow.

A COMPARISON.

The lapse of time and rivers is the fame; Both speed their journey with a restless stream; The silent pace with which they steal away No wealth can bribe, no pray’rs persuade to stay; Alike irrevocable both when past, And a wide ocean fwallows both at last. Though each resemble each in ev'ry part, A difference strikes at length the musing heart; Streams never flow in vain; where streams abound, How laughs the land with various plenty crown'd! But time that should enrich the nobler mind, Neglected, leaves a dreary waste behind.

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Sweet stream that winds through yonder glade, Apt emblem of a virtuous maid

Silent and chaste fhe steals along,
Far from the world's gay busy throng,
With gentle, yet prevailing, force,
Intent upon her destin'd course;
Graceful and useful all the does,
Blessing and blest where'er she goes,
Pure-bosom'd as that wat’ry glass,
And heav'n reflected in her face.

V E R S E S
SUPPOSED TO BE WRITTEN BY ALEXANDER SELKIRK,

DURING HIS SOLITARY ABODE IN THE
ISLAND OF JUAN FERNANDEZ.

I. .
I am monarch of all I survey,

My right there is none to dispute ; From the centre all round to the sea,

I am lord of the fowl and the brute. Oh, folitude! where are the charms

That sages have seen in thy face?
Better dwell in the midst of alarms,

Than reign in this horrible place.
VOL. I.

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