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Yarico to Inkle — ook 
The Nun ©"|_ — 4 

T The Deſerter * . 2 
Il Latte — 5 
FT: Matilda | 4 


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Their youthful cheek is pal'd with early care, 
And ſorrow dwells in their dejected eye. 


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Where grief with harmony delights to meet: 

Nor PRILOMELA, from her lonely ſpray, . 
Thrills her clear note more querulouſly ſweet. 


Are theſe the fair who wont, with conſcious grace, 

Proud RANELAGH's reſplendent round to tread ? | 
Shine in the ſtudied luxury of dreſs ? * | 
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The ſmiling ſcenes of pleaſure they forſake, 
Obey no more amuſement's idle call. 
Nor mingling with the ſons of mirth partake, 
The treat voluptious, or the feſtive ball. 


For ſober weeds they change their bright attire, 
Of the pearl bracelet ſtrip the graceful arm; 
Veil the white breaſt, that lately nurs'd defire, 
And thrilld with tender exquiſite alarm - 


Unbraid the cunning treſſes of the hair, 
And each well-fancied ornament remove; 
The glowing gem, the glitt'ring ſolitaire 
The coſtly ſpoils of proſtituted love! 


Yet beauty lingers on their mournful brow, 

As loth to leave the cheek bedew'd with tears ; 
Which ſcarcely bluſhing with a languid glow, ; 
Like morn's faint beam thro' gath'ring miſt appears. 


No more comics them to the gaudy flow'r, 
Whoſe painted foliage wantons in the gale : 
They look the lily drooping from the ſhow'r, 
Or the pale vi let ſic ning in the vale, 


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Let not the prude with acrimonious taunt, 
Upbraid the humble tenants of this dome; 
That pleaſure's roſy bow'r they us'd to haunt, 
And in the walk of looſe-rob'd dalliance roam. 


If fond of empire and of conqueſt yain, 8 
They frequent vot'ries to their altars drew, 
Yet blaz'd thoſe altars to the fair ones' bane, 
The idol they, and they the victim too! 


Once deſtitute of counſel, aid, or food, 

Some helpleſs orphans in this dome reſide ! 
Who (like the wand'ring children in the wood) 
T rod the rude paths of life without a guide. 


Some who were encircled by the great and rich, 
Were won by wiles, and deep deſigning art, 

By ſplendid bribes, and ſoft perſuaſive ſpeech, 
Of pow'r to cheat the young unguarded heart. 


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Some on whom beauty breath'd her radiant bloom, 
While adverſe ſtars all other gifts remov'd; 
Who hurried from the dungeon's living tomb 
To ſcenes their inborn virtue difapprov'd. 
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What tho' their youth imbib'd an early ſtain, 
Now guilded by the rays of new- born fame, 
A ſecond innocence they here obtain, 
While cloiſter'd penance heals their wounded name. 


So the young myrtles in misfortune's day 
Nipt by the blaſt that ſwept their vernal bed, 
In ſhelt'ring walls their tender leaves diſplay, 
And wak'ning into life new fragrance ſhed ! 


Tho' white-wing'd peace protect this calm abode, 
Tho? each tumultuous paſſion be ſuppreſs'd, 

Still recollection wears a ſting to goad, 

Still conſcience wakes to rob their ſoul of reſt. 


See one the tort'ring hour of mem'ry prove, 
Who wrapt in penfive ſecrecy forlorn, 

Sits muſing on the pledges of her love, 
Expos'd to chilly want, and grinning ſcorn ; 


Forgot, deſerted in th' extremeſt need, 

By him who ought to ſhield their tender age : 

Was this, ſeducer, this the promis'd meed ?? 
She cries—then ſinks beneath affliction's rage. 


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Another mourns her fall with grief ſincere, 
Whom tranquil reaſon tells ſhe's ſhun'd, diſdain'd, 
Repuls'd as vile by thoſe who held her dear, 
Who call'd her once companion, ſiſter, friend. 


That recollects the day when. loſt to ſhame, 
She fondly ſacrific'd her veſtal charms ; 
Reſign'd the virgin's for an harlot's name, 
And left a parent's for a ſpoiler's arms. 


Imagination pictures to her mind 
The father's rage, the mother's ſofter woe; 
Unhappy pair! to that diſtreſs conſign'd, 

A child can give, a parent only know. 


At this deep ſcene, by fancy drawn, impreſs'd, 
The filial paſſions in her heart revive : 
Reproach vindictive ruſhes on her breaſt, 


To nature's pangs too feelingly alive ! 


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If this, or ſimilar tormenting thought, 
Cling to their ſoul, when penſively alone. 
For youth's offence, for love's alluring fault, 
Say, do they not ſufficiently atone ? 


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Oh mock not then their penitential woes, 
Thou may'ſt deign to mark this humble theme, 


Nor ſeek with foul deriſion to expoſe, 
And give to infamy their tainted name. 


Nor deem me one of melancholy's train, 

If anxious for the ſorrow-wedded fair; 
(Tho! little ſkilful of poetic ſtrain, 

Whoſe pleaſing muſic takes the tuneful ear.) 


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And move to clemency the gen'rous breaſt. 


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Wir H falſchood lurking in thy ſordid breaſt, 
And perj'ry's ſeal upon thy heart impreſt, 

Dar'ſt thou, Oh Chriſtian! brave the ſounding waves, 
The treach'rous whirlwinds, and untrophied graves? 
Regardleſs of my woes, ſecurely go, a 
No curſe- fraught accents from theſe lips ſhall flow ; 
My fondeſt with ſhall catch thy flying fail, 

Attend thy courſe, and urge the fav'ring gale: 
May ev'ry bliſs thy God confers be thine, 

And all thy ſhare of woe compris'd in mine. 


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One humble boon is all I now implore, 
Allow theſe feet to print their kindred ſhore : 
Give me, Oh Albion's ſon ! again to roam, 
For thee deſerted my delightful home: 


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To view the groves that deck my native ſcene, 


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The limpid ſtream, that graceful glides between: 


Retrieve the fame I ſpurn'd at Love's decree, 

Aſcend the throne which I forſook for thee : 5 
Approach the bow 'r (why ſtarts the unbidden tear?) 
Where once thy VARIco to thee was dear. 


'The ſcenes the hand of time has thrown behind, 
Return impetuous to my buſy mind: 
* What hoſtile veſſel quits the roaring tide 
To harbour here its tempeſt-beaten fide ? 


* Behold the beach receives the ſhip-wreck'd crew , 


Are theſe the Chriſtians, reſtleſs ſons of pride, 
By avarice nurtur'd, to deceit allied ? 

© Who tread with cunning ſtep the maze of art, 

* And maſk with placid looks a canker'd heart ? 

* Yet note, ſuperior to the num'rous throng, 

* (Even as the citron humbler plants among) 
That youth I- Lo! beauty on his graceful brow, 
With nameleſs charms bids ev'ry feature glow : 
* Ah! leave, fair ſtranger, this unſocial ground, 
Where danger broods, and fury ſtalks around : 
* Behold thy foes advance—my ſteps purſue - 


To where I'll ſcreen thee from their fatal view: 
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He comes, he comes! th' ambroſial feaſt prepare, 
The fig, the palm-juice, nor th' anina' ſpare : 
In ſpacious caniſters nor fail to bring 
The ſcented foliage of the bluſhing ſpring : 
Ye graceful handmaids, dreſs the roſeat bow'r, 
And hail with muſic this auſpicious hour— 
Ah no! forbear—be ev'ry lyre unſtrung, 
More pleaſing muſic warbles from his tongue ; 
Yet utter not to me the lover's vow, 
All, all is thine that friendſhip can beſtow : S 
Our laws, my ſtation, check the guilty flame— 
Why was I born, ye powers, a Nubian dame? 
Yet ſee around, at love's enchanting call, 
Stern laws ſubmit, and vain diſtin@ions fall; 
And mortals then enjoy life's tranſient day, 
When ſmit with paſſion they indulge the ſway : 
Yes! crown'd with bliſs, we'll roam the conſcious grove, 
And drink long draughts of unexhauſted love : 
Nor joys alone, thy dangers too T'll ſhare, 
With thee the menace of the waves Tl dare: 
In vain—for ſmiles his brow deep frowns involve, 
The ſacred ties of gratitude diſſolve, 
See Faith diſtraQed rends her comely hair, 
His fading vows while tainted zephyrs bear!“ 


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Oh thou, before whole ſeraph-guarded throne 
The Chriſtians bow, and other Gods diſown, 
If, wrapt in darkneſs, thou deny'ſt thy ray, 
And ſhroud'ſt from Nvs1 a thy celeſtial day! 
Indulge this fervent pray'r, to thee addreſs'd, 
Indulge, tho' uttered from a ſable breaſt : 
May gath'ring ſtorms eclipſe the chearful ſkies, 
And mad'ning furies from thy hell ariſe : 
With glaring torches meet his impious brow, 
And drag him howling to the gulf below! 
Ah no! May heav'n's bright meſſengers deſcend, 
Obey his call, his ey'ry wiſh attend! 
Still o'er his form their hov'ring wings diſplay ! 
If he be bleft, theſe pangs admit allay : 
Me ſtill her mark let angry Fortune deem, 
So thou may'ſt walk beneath her cloudleſs beam. 
Yet oft to my rapt ear didſt thou repeat, 
That I ſuffic'd to frame thy bliſs compleat. 
Deluded ſex ! the dupes of man decreed, 
We, ſplendid victims, at his altar bleed. 
The grateful accents of thy praiſeful tongue, 
Where artful flatt'ry too perſuaſive hung, 
Like flow'rs adorn'd the path to my diſgrace, 
And bade deſtruction wear a ſmiling face. 
Yet form'd by nature in her choiceſt mould, 
While on thy cheek her bluſhing charms unfold, 
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Who could oppoſe to thee ſtern Virtue's ſhield ? 
What tender virgin would not wiſh to yield ? 
But pleaſure on the wings of time was born, 
And I expos'd a prey to tyrant ſcorn. 
Of low-born traders—mark the hand of fate! 


Is Yaxico reduc'd to grace the ſtate, 

Whoſe impious parents, an advent'rous band, 

Imbrued with guiltleſs blood my native land : 

Ev'n ſnatched my father from his regal ſeat, _ 
- |. And ſtretch'd him breathleſs at their hoſtile feet! 

Ill-fated prince! The Chriſtians ſought thy ſhore, 


Unſheath'd the ſword, and mercy was no more. 


But thou, fair ſtranger, cam'ſt with gentler mind 

To ſhun the perils of the wrecking wind. 

Amidſt thy foes thy ſafety ſtill I plan'd, 

And reach'd for galling chains the myrtle band : 

Nor then unconſcious of the ſecret fire, | 

Each heart voluptuous throb'd with warm defire : 

Ah pleaſing youth, kind object of my care, 

Companion, friend, and ev'ry name that's dear! 

Say, from thy mind can'ſt thou ſo ſoon remove 

The records graven by the hand of Love ? 

How as we wanton'd on the flow'ry ground, 
The looſe-rob'd pleaſures danc'd unblam'd around: 


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How thou o'ercam'ſt—and how, alas ! I lov'd! 


Too fatal proof ! fince thou with av'rice fraught, 
Didft baſely urge (ah! ſhun the wounding thought!) 
That tender circumſtance—reveal it not, 

Left torn with rage I curſe my fated lot: 

Let ſtartled Reaſon abdicate her reign, 

And madneſs revel in this heated brain: 

That tender circumſtance inhuman part 


I will not weep, tho' ſerpents gnaw this heart. 


Frail, frail refolve ! while guſhing from mine eye 

The pearly drops theſe boaſtful words belie. 

Alas ! can ſorrow in this boſom ſleep, 

W here ſtrikes ingratitude her talons deep ? 

When he whom fill I love, to nature dead, 
For roſes plants with thorns the nuptial bed? 
What time his guardian pow'r I moſt requir'd, 
Againſt my fame and happineſs confpir'd ! 

And (do I live to breathe the barb'rous tale?) 
His faithful Yar1co expos'd to fale ! 

Yes, baſely urg'd (regardleſs of my pray'rs, 
Ev'n while I bath'd his venal hand with tears.) 
The tend'reſt circumſtance -I can no more — 
My future child—to ſwell his impious ſtore : 
All, all mankind for this will riſe thy foe, 


But I, alas! alone endure the woe: 
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The heart-lodged ſtings and agony of ſoul. 


From fame-crown'd warriors and exalted kings, 


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Endure what healing balms can ne'er controul, 


Was it for this Tleft my native plain, 

And dar'd the tempeſt brooding on the main? 
For this unlock'd (ſeduc'd by Chriſtian art) 
The chaſte affections of my virgin heart? 
Within this boſom fan'd the conſtant flame, 
And fondly . for a mother's name? 
Lo ! every hope is poiſon'd in its bloom, 


And hotrors watch around this guilty womb. 


With blood illuſtrious circling thro? theſe veins, 
Which ne'er was chequer'd with plebeian ſtains, 
'Thro' anceſtry's long line ennobled ſprings, 


Muſt I the ſhafts of infamy ſuſtain ? 

To ſlav'ry's purpoſes my infant train? 

To catch the glances of his haughty lord ? 
Attend obedient at the feſtive board ? 8 
From hands unſcepter'd take the ſcornſul blow ? 
Uproot the thoughts of glory as they grow ? 


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Thine injur'd VAR IC o relenting meet: 


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And huſh her raging ſorrows into reſt. 


If pity can't allure thy ſteps from vice, 


Then from impeading perils aſk advice: 


*T was night - my ſolitary couch I preſs'd, 
Till ſorrow-worn I wearied into reſt : 
Methought—nor was it childiſh fancy's flight : 


My country's Genius ſtood confeſs'd to ſight : 


Let Europe's ſons (he faid) enrich their ſhore, | 

* With ſtones of luſtre, and barbaric ore : 

* Adorn their country with their ſplendid ftealth, 

* Unnative foppery and gorgeous wealth; 

* Embelliſh ſtill her form with foreign ſpoils, 

* Till like a gaudy proſtitute ſhe ſmiles : 

The day, th' avenging day at length ſhall riſe, 

* And tears ſhall trickle from that harlot's eyes : 

* Her pwn Gods ſhall prepare the fatal doom | 
* Lodg'd in Time's pregnant and deſtructive womb : - 
The miſchief-bearing womb, theſe hands ſhall rend, 


And ſtraight ſhall iſſue forth confuſion's fiend : 


Then ſhall my children urge the deſtin'd way, 
* Invade the chriſtian coaſt, and dare the day: 
Sue, as they ruſh upon them as a flood, 

© Diſhonour for diſhonour, blood for blood.” 


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Like ſeeds that ſtrew the rude ungrateful plain? 
Say, ſhall I ne'er regain thy wonted grace? 
Ne'ꝰ er ſtretch theſe arms to catch the wiſh'd embrace ? 
Enough—with new-awak'd reſentment fraught 
Aſſiſt me ! Heav'n! to tear him from my thought: 
No longer vainly ſuppliant will I bow, 
And give to love, what I to hatred owe ; 
Forgetful of the race from whence I came, 
With woe acquainted, but unknown to ſhame. 
Hence, vile Dejection, with thy plaintive pray'r, 
'Thy bended knee, and ſtill deſcending tear : 
Rejoin, rejoin the pale complexioned train— 
The confli&'s paſt—and I'm myſelf again. 


Thou parent Sun! if e'er with pious lay, 
I uſher'd in thy world-reviving ray! 
Or as thy fainter beams illum'd the weſt, 
With grateful voice I hymn'd thee to thy reſt! , 
Beheld, with wond'ring eye, thy radiant ſeat, 
Or ſought thy ſacred dome with unclad feet! 
If near to thy bright altars as I drew, 


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Dar'd for thy foe indulge th? unhallow'd flame - 


Ev'n on a Chriſtian laviſh'd my eſteem, 
And ſcorn'd the fable children of thy beam. 


This poniard, by my daring hand impreſt, 


Shall drink the ruddy drops that warm my breaſt : 
Nor I alone, by this immortal deed 

From ſlav'ry's laws my infant ſhall be freed, 

And thou, whoſe ear is deaf to pity's call, 
Behold at length thy deſtin'd victim fall; 

Behold thy once lov'd Nusz1 an ſtain'd with gore, 
Unwept, extended on the crimſon floor: 
Theſe temples clouded with the ſhades bf death, 
Theſe lips unconſcious of the ling'ring breath : 
Theſe eyes unprais'd, (ere clos'd by fate's decree) 
To catch expiring one faint glimpſe of thee. 

Ah ! then thy VARIc o forbear to dread, 

My fault'ring voice no longer will upbraid, 
Demand due vengeance of the pow'rs above, 


Or, more offenſive ſtill, implore thy love. 


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All beauty's treaſure opening on her cheek : 
Each flatt'ring hope ſubdu'd, each wiſh refign'd, 
Does gay Orme La this lone-manſion ſeek ? 


Say, gentle maid, what prompts thee to forſake ' 
The paths thy birth and fortune ſtrew with flow'rs > 1 | | 


Thro' nature's kind endearing ties to break, \ 


And waſte in cloiſter'd walls thy penſive hours ? 


Let ſober thought reftrain'thine erring zeal; 
'T hat guides thy footſteps to the veſtal gate: 
Left thy foft heart (this friendſhip bids reveal) 


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in Y fproach with conhdeuce the awful ſhrine. 


4 9 ere kneeling at yon altar's marble baſe, 


© {bile tears of rapture from thine eye-lid ſteal, 


. | if miſled by falſe-entitled friends, 
no fay,—* that Peace with all her comely train, 
rom ſtarry regions to this clime deſcends, 


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Who, fond of pow'r, affects th imperial nod; 
- Looks down diſdainful on her female train, 


And rules the cloiſter with an iron rod. 


Reflection ſickens at the life-long tie, 
Back- glancing Mem'ry acts her buſy part; 
Its charm the world unfolds to Fancy's eye, 


And ſheds allurement on the youthful heart. 


Lo! Diſcord enters at the ſacred porch, 

Rage in her frown, and terror on her creſt · 
Ev'n at the hallow'd lamps ſhe lights her torch, 
Aud holds it flaming to each virgin breaſt. 


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By fraud are fabled, and by youth believ'd; 
Unbought experience learn from my diſtreſs, 
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When I was torn from ev'ry weeping friend; 
A trembling victim to the temple led, 

And (bluſh, ye parents) by a father's hand. 


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Tue pealing organ's animating ſound ; 

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FR | The blazing altar, and the priefts around : 


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Woo ſcatter'd myrtles as I paſs'd along: 

The thouſand lamps that pour'd a flood of light, 
The kiſs of peace from all the veſtal throng: 


The golden cenſers toſs d with graceful hand, 
Whoſe fragrant breath ARABIA N odor ſhed ; 
Of meek-ey'd novices the circling band, 

With blooming chaplets wove around their head. 


My willing ſoul was caught in rapture's flame, 
= While ſacred ardor glow'd in ev'ry yein ; 

{ Methought applauding angels ſung my name, 
And heav'n's unſullied glories gilt the fane. 


Methought in ſun-beams rob'd the heay'nly ſpouſe 
Indulg'd the longings of my holy love : 

Not undelighted heard my virgin vows— 

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My drooping heart conſeſs'd a dreadful void: 
E'er ſince, alas ! abandon'd, uninſpir'd, 
I tread this dome, to miſery allied. 


No wakening joy informs my ſullen breaſt, 
Thro' opening ſkies no radiant ſeraph ſmiles ; 
No faint deſcends to ſoothe my ſoul to reſt ! 
No dream of bliſs the dreary night beguiles. 


Here haggard Diſcontent till haunts my view, 
The ſombre genius reigns in ev'ry place; 
Arrays each virtue in the darkeſt hue, 

Chills ev'ry pray'r, and cancels ev'ry grace. 


I meet her ever in the chearleſs cell, 

The gloomy grotto and unſocial wood: 

I hear her ever in the midnight bell, 

The chiding gale, and hoarſe-reſounding flood. 


This caus'd a mother's tender tears to flow, 
(The fad remembrance time ſhall ner eraſe) 
When having ſeal'd the irrevocable vow, 

I haſten'd to receive her laſt embrace. 


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Full- well ſhe then preſag d my wretched fate, 
Th unhappy moments of each future day : 
When lock'd within this unrelenting grate, . 
My joy-deſerted ſoul would pine away. 


Yet ne'er did her maternal voice unfold, 

This cloiſter'd ſcene in all its horror dreſt; 
Nor did ſhe then my trembling ſteps with-hold, 
When here J enter'd a reluctant gueſt. 


Ah ! could ſhe view her only child betray'd, 

And let ſubmiſſion o'er her love prevail? 

Th' unfeeling prieſt why did ſhe not upbraid, 
Forbid the vow, and rend the hoy'ring veil ? 


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Alas ! ſhe might not—her relentleſs lord 
Had ſeal'd her lips, and chid her ſtreaming tear; 


So anguiſh in her breaſt conceal'd its hoard, 
And all the mother ſunk in dumb deſpair. - 


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But thou who own'ſt a father's ſacred name, 

What act impell'd thee to this ruthleſs deed ? 

What crime had forfeited my filial claim ? 

And giv'n (Oh! blaſting thought) thy heart to bleed? 
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If then thine injur'd child deſerye thy care, | 
Oh! haſte and bear her from this loneſome gloom . 


In vain no words can ſoothe his rigid ear; 


And Ga1ilia's laws have riveted my doom. 


Yet let me to my fate ſubmiſſive bow, 


From fatal ſymptoms if 1 right conceive ; 
This ſtream, Or RHELIA, has not long to flow, 
This voice to murmur and this breaſt to heave. 


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Ah! when extended on th” untimely bier, 
To yonder vault this form ſhall be convey'd ; 

Thou'lt not refuſe to ſhed one grateful tear, 

And breathe the requiem to my fleeting ſhade. 


With pious footſteps join the fable train, 

As thro' the lengthening iſle they take their way : 
A glimmering taper let thy hand ſuſtain, 
Thy ſoothing voice attune the funeral lay. 


Behold the miniſter who lately gave 

The ſacred veil, in garb of mournful hue - 

(More friendly office) bending o'er my grave, 

And ſprinkling my remains with hallow'd dew : 

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Let noble acts be told . 
While I, content with humbler praiſe, 
A ſimple tale unfold : 


The SranianD left the hoſtile plain, 
To ſeek his native land, 

Beneath the ſails that ſwept the main, 
CaBEYSA join'd the band: ; 


Who, as he met his country's foes, 
Within the field of Pame, 

Above his rank obſcure aroſe | 
And grac'd his humble name : 


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With haughtineſs was twin' d. 
Nor pride nor fickleneſs could claim 


The empire of his mind: 


The lowly hut, beneath whoſe roof 
He figh'd a fad adieu, 
| Receiv'd him (time and diſtance-proof ) 
To love and LA u a true: 


This hamlet-fair, by Fortune ſcorn'd, 
Seem'd Nature's fav'rite child, 
With hand profuſe by her adorn'd 
The flowret of the wild! 


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Her neat but homely garment preſs'd 
The pure, the feeling heart, 

Oft fought in vain behind the veſt 
Of decorated art : 


< If ſharing all thy cares (the ſaid) 
“Has paled my beauty's roſe, 

Ah know! for thee the heart that bled, 
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„The long long abſent youth! 
He lives th' endearing CARE ys A lives, 
* And love confirms the truth. 


When thy brave comrades fell around, 
„What pow'rs benignant care, 
Secur'd thee from the fatal wound ? 
And Lauka from deſpair ? 


Dft in the troubling dream of night 
* I faw the ruſhing ſpear, 

or did the morn's awaF ning light 

* Diſpel the ling'ring fear. 


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And pleaſure be our care: 


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Nor loſe by dull delay : 

ay, LAURA, ſhall to-morrow's ſun 
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Reſerve that takes alarm, 

And Love and Joy their influence lent 
To raiſe meek beauty's charm. 


The gueſts, to hail the wedded pair, 
Beneath their roof repair'd, 


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Mirth took his deſtin'd place, 
The hand-maid Neatneſs ſpread the board, 
And ſage Content ſaid grace. 4 


Scarce thro one haſty week had Love 
His grateful bleſſings ſhed, 

When bliſs (as flies the frighted dove} 
Their humble manſion fled : 


*Twas at BELLONA's voice it flew, 
That call'd to war's alarms : 

Bad the youth riſe to valor true, 
And hreak from LA RA's arms: 


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To lengthen the adieu : 
Ah what, (ſhe ſaid) ſhould'ſt thou depart, 
«© Shall T and ſorrow do ? 


* Say, valiant youth, when thou'rt away 
* Who'll raiſe my drooping head ? | 

How ſhall I chace the fears that ſay 
„Thy lov'd Cane ys A's dead? 


With thine my fate I now involve, 

© Intent thy courſe to ſteer, 

No words ſhall ſhake my firm reſolve, 
Not ev'n that trickling tear : 


% Fram'd for each ſcene of ſoft delight, 
(He ſaid) thy gentle form, 

As ſhrinks the lily at the blight, 
„Will droop beneath the ſtorm . | 


<< Bleſt in thy preſence ! ev'ry pain 
(She added) brings its charm, 

And love, tho” falls the beating rain, 
Will keep this boſom warm. 


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Her zeal (the ſupplement of firength } 
Upheld her many a day, 
But Nature's pow'rs ſubdu d at length, 
On Sickneſs' couch fhe lay : | 


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Of him ſhe held ſo dear: 

Ah does he thus my love repay ? 
She ſaid— and dropt a tear: 


„CAE S4, at a league's remove, 
DPvells on the tent-ſpread hill: 
« Ah wherefore did he vow true love, 
And not that vow fulfil ? 


Yet not deficiency of truth 
Forbad to yield relief, 

Stern pow'r with-held the tender youth, 
And duty to his chief : 


Who wiſely-counſeF'd drew a line, 
To check the hand of Stealth, 
That ravag'd wide th' encircling vine, 


The humble peaſant's wealth : 


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While to his breaſt Compaſſion ſtole, 
And all her claims diſplay'd : 


For me her native home (he ſaid) 
For me each weeping friend, 
For me a father's arms ſhe fled— 

* And ſhall not love attend ? 


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„Submit, ye fears, to Pity's ſway !” 
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(Love's victim) he was led, 
No weakneſs did his cheek betray, 
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Some little ſolace grant, 


O guard her in the hour of need 
© From the rude hand of want. 


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She comes! mark how her tortur'd mind 


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** Forbear—wlll ye in blood (ſhe ſaid) 
© Your cruel hands imbrue : 
On me, on me your vengeance ſhed, 


«© 'To me alone *tis due: 


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© The valiant youth reſtore. 
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And reach'd the fatal place, 

Where, lifting from the corſe the ſhroud, 
No ſemblance cou'd ſhe trace. 


* Is this—oh blaſting view ! (ſhe cried) 
The youth who lov'd too well! 
© His love for me the law defied, 


And for that love he fell. 


«© When will the grave this form receive? 
„The grave to which he's fled? 

There, only there, I'll ceaſe to grieve. 

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And join'd the dead. 


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Incipe, parve puer, riſu cognoſcere matrem. 


VE fair, for whom the hands of Hyme mw weave 


The nuptial wreath to deck your virgin brow, 
While pleaſing pains the conſcious boſom heave, 
And on the kindling cheek the bluſhes glow : 


Whoſe ſpotleſs ſoul contains the better dow'r, 
Whoſe life unſtain'd full many virtues vouch, 


For whom now Venus frames the fragrant bow'r, 


And ſcatters roſes o'er the deſtin'd couch: 


To you I ſing.— Ah! ere the raptur'd youth, 
With trembling hand, removes the jealous vell, 
Where, long regardleſs of the vows of truth, 
Unſocial coyneſs ſtamp'd th* ungrateful ſeal : 


Allow the poet round your flowing hair, 


Cull'd from an humble vale, a wreath to twine, 
To Beauty's altar with the Loves repair, 
And wake the lute beſide that living ſhrine : 


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; Where ev'n the Graces all their treaſures bring, 
Z And where the lily, temper'd with the roſe, 
| Harmonious contraſt ! breathes an Eden ſpring : 
2 4 | That ſhrine ! where Nature with preſaging aim, 
5 Fl! What time her friendly aid LUCINA brings, 
; q The ſnowy nectar pours, delightful ſtream ! | 
| [ Where flutt'ring Cupids dip their purple wings: 
1 For you who bear a mother's ſacred name, ] 
4 Whoſe cradled offspring, in lamenting ftrain, 1 
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lk. The boon of nature, but aſſerts in vain: | | 4 
I 3 Say why, illuſtrious daughters of the great, N 
1 Lives not the nurſling at your tender breaſt 5 
N By you protected in his frail eſtate ? \ 
| 1} By you attended, and by you careſs'd ? { 
N To venal hands, alas! can you reſign 2 
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When mid the poliſh'd circle ye rejoice, 


Or roving join fantaſtic Pleaſure's train, 
Unheard perchance the nurſling lifts his voice, 
His tears unnotic'd, and unſooth'd his pain. 


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Ah! what avails the coral crown'd with gold ? 


In heedleſs infancy the title vain ? Ws 
The colours gay the purfled ſcarfs unfold ? 
The ſplendid nurs'ry, and th attendant train? 


Far better hadſt thou firſt beheld the light, 
Beneath the rafter of ſome roof obſcure ; 


There in a mother's eye to read delight, 


And in her cradling arm repoſe ſecure. 


Nor wonder, ſhould Hygeia, bliſsful Queen! 
Her wonted falutary gifts recall, 

While haggard Pain applies his dagger keen, 
And o'er the cradle Death unfolds his pall. 


The flow'ret raviſh'd from its native air, 
And bid to flouriſh in a foreign vale, 
Does it not oft elude the planter's care, 
And breathe its dying odors on the gale 2 


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With tender offspring your unſhaken love, 
Behold them not with Rigor's chilling frowns, 
Nor from your fight unfeelingly remove. 


Unſway'd by Faſhion's dull unſeemly jeſt, 
Still to the boſom let your infant cling, 
There banquet oft, an ever-welcome gueſt, 


Unblam'd inebriate at that healthful ſpring. 


With fond ſolicitude each pain aſſuage, 
Explain the look, awake the ready ſmile 
Unfeign'd attachment ſo ſhall you you engage, 


To crown with gratitude maternal toll : 


So ſhall your daughters in affliction's day, 

When o'er your form the gloom of age ſhall ſpread, 
With lenient converſe chaſe the hours away, 

And ſmooth with Duty's hand the widow'd bed: 


Approach, compaſſionate, the voice of grief, 
And whiſper patience to the cloſing ear: 
From Comfort's chalice miniſter relief, 


And in the potion drop a filial tear, 
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When fades the languid luftre in your eye, 
When Flatt'ry ſhuns her dulcet notes to pour, 


The want of beauty, and of praiſe, ſupply : 


Ev'n from the wreath that. decks the warrior's brow, 
Some choſen leaves your peaceful walks ſhall firew : 
And ev'n the flow'rs on claſſic ground that blow, 
Shall all unfold their choiceſt ſweets for . 


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Dare to the field their tripple-number'd foes, 
And chaſe them ſpeeding o'er the martial plain : 


The mother kindles at the glorious thought, 
And to her ſon's renown adjoins her name ; 
For, at the nurt'ring breaſt, the Hero caught 
The love of virtue, and the love of fame. 


Or in the ſenate when Britannia's cauſe, 

With gen'rous themes, inſpires the glowing mind, 

While liſt ning Freedom grateful looks applauſe, 
Pale Slav'ry drops her chain, and fculks behind: 


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The veſſel toſſing to and fro, 
Could ſcarce the ſtorm ſuſtain, 


MaTiLDa to her fearful breaſt, 
Held cloſe her infant dear, 


His preſence all her fears increas'd, 
And wak'd the tender tear. 


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How bleſt the ſaving hour! 


O much deceiv'd and hapleſs fair, 
Tho' ceas'd the waves to roar, 

Thou, from that fatal moment, ne'er 
Did'ſ taſte of pleaſure more. 


For ſtepping forth from off the deck, 
To reach the welcome ground, 


The Babe, unclaſping from her neck, 
Plung'd in the gulph profound. 


Amazement-chain'd ! her haggard eye 
Gave not a tear to flow, 
Her boſom heav'd no conſcious ſigh, 


She ſtood a ſculptur'd woe, 


To ſnatch the child from inſtant death, 
Some brav'd the threat'ning main, 
And to recall his fleeting breath 
FTry'd ev'ry art in vain. 


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Stretch'd on the pebbly ſtrand, 
Rous'd from her ecſtaſy ſhe flew, 
And pierc'd th' oppoſing band. * 


With treſſes diſcompos'd and rude, 
Fell proſtrate on the ground, 

To th' infant's lips her lips ſhe glew'd, 
And ſorrow burſt its bound. 


Now throwing round a troubled glance, 
With madneſs' ray inflam'd, 

And, breaking from her filent trance, 
She wildly thus exclaim'd : * 


* Heard ye the helpleſs infant ſcream ? 
* Saw ye the mother bold ? - 

How as ſhe flung him in the ſtream, 
* The billows o'er him roll'd. 


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* All, all my fon declare. 


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A voice in accents wild 

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| Gvsrayvs to the patriot prieff was =o 5 * 


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© Let me thy long-loſt i image now ſuryey, 5 2 3 

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** The hero anſwer'd, ſpeak of Sweden's weal? 
Lament the ills the Daniſh hands achieve? 
Or do'ſt thou flatter only to deceive ? 
* Then be it ſo—call forth thy murd'ring train, 
And ſummon to my bier the cruel Dane, 
* Thus to preferment's ſummit ſhalt thou riſe, 


And catch the hov'ring mitre for thy prize. 


** Misjudging youth, the facred Seer replied, 
. Suppreſs th' injurious doubt, and ſtill confide: 
Tho' indigent I ſtand ! yet far above 

The hov'ring mitre is my country's love : 

Let others to the gilded croſs aſpire, 

And from the crozier catch Ambition's fire, 

And as they baſk in Leo's foſt'ring ray, 

Their wealth, their pride, their pageantry diſplay : 
Let me, by grandeur undiſturb'd, unſeen, 
Content inſpher'd in duty's humbler ſcene, 
Sequeſter'd lead my unaſpiring days, 

And quench at Virtue's fount the thirſt of praiſe: 
Be mine to dwell amidſt the village ſwains, 5 
Survey their pleaſures and partake their pains, 
Still to their wants unfold my little ſtore, 
And place Contentment at the cottage door. 


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And thro? thy boſom pierce my country's heart. 


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Ah, deem me then no longer Falſhood's ſon, 
(By ſome diſhoneſt meed's allurement won) 


Avert it Heav'n— Shall on this hallow'd ground, 
Where all Religion's terrors breath around, 
Say, ſhall Venality, with artful mein, 

Dare to profane this venerable ſcene ? 

—Yon diſtant altar, dreſs'd in ſimple guiſe, 


Which ſeems from out th' encircling tombs to riſe, 


From whoſe dread baſe at each returning day, 
While o'er the world ten luſtres roll'd away, 


Pve ſent to Heay'n, upon the wings of pray'r, 
The hamlet's homage and the hamlet's care, 
Shall ne'er behold me tott'ring ofer my grave, 
Falſe to my country, treach'rous to the brave.” 


The Chief, convinc'd, replies Oh virtuous Heer, 
Thy firm intrepid zeal I now revere: 

That honour-breathing voice, thoſe filver hairs, 
That candid brow, engrav'd with Wiſdom's cares, 
All ſtrike my ſoul with Truth's unclouded ds 
Before whoſe warmth ſuſpicion melts away.” 


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Thrice happy hour! the exulting Paſtor ſaid, 
Let injur'd Sweden raiſe her drooping head, 


For lo her godlike Hero comes to ſave 


Her laws, her rights, her freedom from the grave. 
* —Urg' din thy abſence by intruding fears, 
„We thought thee dead, and bath'd that thought in 


© tears.” 


My death, the Chief return'd, the Dane decreed, 
& But fear, the tyrant's curſe, forbade the deed : 
Vet then the monarch ſpread his treach'rous fails, 
„And by the favour of conſpiring gales, 
*© Convey'd me on his rapid bark away, 
To his entruſted faith an helpleſs prey: 
« Yet ſtill ſeverer fate to me remain 'd; 
* 'This arm the unrelenting CHRISTIE R chain'd. 
Can'ſt thou conceive the pangs that ſtung my breaſt, 
<< I whoto Fame my ardent vows addreſs'd, 
When, for th' unblemiſh'd luſtre of renown; 
That plays encircling on young Valour's crown, 
** Condemn'd by Fortune's inauſpicious doom, 
<*© Theſe eyes were blaſted with a priſon's gloom ! 
In ev'ry plan, in all my wiſhes croſs d, 
*© Theſe arms, my zeal, my youth to Sweden loſt. 
But Heaven, that watches with parental care 


The blameleſs ſuff rer, rais'd me from deſpair. 
Gave, 


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Gave, to my longing hopes, the welcome hour, 
<"Decreed to ſnatch me from the Daniſh pow'r : 
Vet then new ſorrows did my path purſue, 
In ſcenes preſented to my mournful view: 

„Still as I wander'd o'er my native land, 

I mark'd the ravage of a tyrant's hand: 

*© Rich Induſtry had fled the naked plains, 


<< To Slav'ry's banners march'd th' unwilling ſwans : 


Each lofty ſeat that crown'd the mountain's brow, 
And frown'd defiance on th' invading foe, 

<* Spoil'd of its honours, deſolate, diſgrac'd, 

Its turrets fallen! its battlements defac'd ! 
t8eemꝭ d to the penſive traveller to ſay, 

© Behold the dire effect of lawleſs ſway! 

The dreary ſcene unequal to ſuſtain, 


„ figh'd—and languiſh'd for my chains again: 
Vet other ills, perchance, I've ſtill to know, | 

„ Perchance Gus rA vus feels but half his woe. 

« Averſe to walk beneath the eye of day, 

«© 'Thro' night I urg'd my ſolitary way; 


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* And lock'd each bold enquiry in my breaſt.” 


The prieſt renew'd ©© Heart-wounded I unveil, 


** Replete with Sweden's woes, the cover'd tale: 
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The barb'rous ſcene now rip' ning into fate, 
** The Daniſh King unbarr'd deſtruQtion's gate“: 
When, for the pomp, th imperial town ſurvey d 
The ſplendid ſcenery that joy diſplay d, | 
* (While to the ſound of flutes and feſtive ſong 
The new crown'd Dane triumphant paſs'd along) 


„Stern Tyranny thro' trembling Stockholm bore 
Her tort'ring wheel, and axes ſtain'd with gore: 
While at her ſide a captive train - 

** Illuftrious train ! by Liberty rever d. 

* Still as they paſs'd, they heard around them riſe 
The people's loud laments and piercing cries : 

*© Theſe eyes beheld, (and do I live to tell) 

** How firm to Truth theſe patriot martyrs fell. 

« Firſt on the ſcaffold, proud to lay the way 

* To honour'd death from ignominious day, 

* Appear'd—Ah let me not that ſcene diſcloſe, 

* And pour upon thy ſoul a flood of woes: 
Hear will I pauſe—yet wherefore thus conceal 
What babbling fame will ſoon to thee reveal? 

* Oh ſummon all thy fortitude of heart, 
0 For I muſt wound it in the tend'reſt part: N 
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* Alluding to the maffaere of the ſenate at Sleckholm. 


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He on the tragic ſcene who firſt appeard 


To meet the bloody axe that CHRIS TIE R rear'd, 
© Unblam'd through life, a venerable Seer, 

For whom now guſhes this unbidden tear, 

„Who Virtue's ſteep aſcent unrivall'd won, 


© Rever'd, regretted, calld Gus r Avus ſon.” 


Th' aftoniſh'd Hero, at his words oppreſs'd, 
Like Sorrow's image ſtands with voice ſuppreſs d: 
The Prieſt, unequal to diſpenſe relief, 
Stood at his fide enwrapp'd in ſilent grief. 
Now, breaking from the chains Affliction fram'd, 
And burſting into voice, the youth exclaim'd : 
** Oh injur'd ſpirit of my father hear, 
By yon dread altar and theſe ſhrines I ſwear, 
The baſe inhuman Dane the day ſhall rue 
He dar'd the ſcaffold with thy blood imbrue : 
„A monitor within, to which I yield, 
** Stirs and impels me to th' avenging field.“ 
He ſaid—a deeper darkneſs ſeem'd to reign, 
A hollow wind ran murm'ring thro” the fane, 
When lo, aſcending from the realms of night, 
An awe-commanding ſpectre ruſh'd to ſight: 
Around his temples ſeem'd the civic wrezth, 
And thus prophetic ſpoke the ſon of Death : 
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Revenge thy father's and thy country's cauſe : 
** Ariſe! to Mo x a's diltant field repair, 


© Where Freedom's banners catch the playful air; 


_ © Beneath whoſe ſhade for thee impatient ſtand, 


* Prepar'd to combat, an intrepid band: 

But whether in the bold enſanguin'd ſtrife 
Fou ſhalt or forfeit or prolong thy life — 
Thy foes ſhall fall This to thy knowledge giv'n, 
The reſt lies buried in the breaſt of Heav'n: 
Still let my wrongs ſupport thee in the fight 


He ceas'd—and inſtant vaniſh'd into night. 


The Paflor ſpoke © Go forth, illuftrious chief, 
At Heav'n's commandment, to the realm's relief : 
Vet then indulge me in this bold requeſt, 

Say, is each meaner thought ſubdu'd to reſt ? 
Say, in this ſolemn and important hour, | 
„ Glows not thy boſom with the luſt of pow'r ?” 


Not all the radiant ſun-beams of renown, 
Nor yet the dazzling luſtre of a crown, 
“Shall e'er, the youth replies, this heart control: 

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385 Aal ſoars aloft upon exulting wings, 
So does my country's love its birth aſſume, | 
And mount triumphant from the paſſions' tomb.” 


<« But ſhould I view, unnumber'd with the lain, 

**Tis all J aſk, fair Freedom's future reign : 
** Then from my gratitude thy voice ſhall claim 
All that thy want or fondeſt wiſh can frame. 
No ſplendid gifts, the virtuous man rejoin'd, 

** Have pow'r to move the duty-center'd mind : 
Vet would thy gratitude my love ſecure, 

** Then be, oh Chief! a father to the poor: 
Farewell No longer will I now detain 

Thy wanted preſence from th' embattled plain: 
Illuſtrious offspring of an honour'd race, 
Allow my warm attachment this embrace.“ 
He ſpoke—and, with a love devoid of art, | 

He preſs'd Gus r Avus to his feeling heart. 
Now, breaking from the youth's encircling arms, 
Reſign'd him to his fate and war's alarms : 

'Then to the facred altar he repair'd, 

And thus aloud his ardent vow preferr'd : 
oh Thou that liv'ſt enſhrin'd from mortal eye, 
** Look down indulgent from thy facred ſky, 


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** See the bold youth aſcend Br L.Lowa's car, 
And ſafely guide him thro” the walks of war. 

* On Freedom's brow be his the wreath to twine, 
To ſee that happy glorious day be mine.” 

He added not—Heayv'n granted half his pray'r, : 
 Thereſt was ſcatter'd to th' abortive air. 

Scarce had the chief commenc'd his bold career, 

When ſlept the Curate on his peaceful bier : 

There heay'd the village ſwain the ſigh profound, 

There ſtood the grateful poor lamenting round. 


Thus mourn'd, thus honour'd fell, the hallow'd ſage, 
A bright exainple to each future age! 
The hamlet, jealous of her Paſtor's fame, 
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vent of La Trappe, in obedience to a vow he had 
taken during a fit of Illneſs: Leonoxa, with 
whom he had lived in the ſtricteſt intimacy, follow- 
ed her lover, and by the means of a diſguiſe, ob- 
tained admiſſion into the monaſtery, where a few 
days after ſhe aſſiſted at her lover's Funeral. 


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Þ ATR Lno won, by:atliiie- led; 

Sought the dread dome where fleep the hallow'd dead : 
The ſolemn edifice was wrapt around, | 

In midnight darkneſs, and in peace profound : 

A ſolitary lamp, with languid light, 

Sery'd not to chaſe, but to diſcloſe the night ; 

Serv'd to diſcloſe (the ſource of all her pains) 

The tomb that gap'd for Ax AER T's remains: 

To this, ſhe ſent the deep, the frequent ſigh, 

And ſpoke—the warm tear ruſhing from her eye. 


* Doom'd to receive all that my ſoul holds dear, 
© Give him that reſt his heart-refus'd him here: 
Oh ſcreen him from the pain the tender know, 
The train of ſorrows that from paſſion flow! 
And to his happier envied ſtate adjoin, 

(Or all is vain) an ignorance of min e®” 


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As thus ſhe mourn'd, an aged prieſt drew near, 
(V/hoſe pure life glided as the riv'let clear,) 
The virtuous Ax s E LM Tho' in cloiſters bred, 
Still bright-ey'd Wiſdom to his cell he led ; 


From paths of ſophiſtry he lov's to ſtray, 


To tread the walk where Nature led the way, 
The prtor's rank he long had held approv'd, 
Efteem'd, rever'd, and as a parent lov'd : 
Unſkilful in the jargon of the ſchools, 


He knew humanity's diviner rules: 


To others gentle, to himſelf ſevere, 

On ſorrow's wound he dropt the healing tear. 
In all the negligence of grief he found, 
The fair extended on the naked ground. 


Touch'd at her woe the ſacred father ſaid, 
* Well may'ſt thou droop if happineſs be fled : 
* Sure, if at holy ArxaBtrT's deceaſe, 
* Impetuous ſorrows ruſh upon thy peace, 
* Some much-loy'd friend in him you muſt deplore, 
Or, dearer ſtill, a brother is no more: | 
Vet, as thro” life our weary ſteps we bend, . 
Let us not ſink when beating ſtorms deſcend : 
* Still let Religion hold unrival'd ſway, 
* And Paticnce walk companion of our way. 


* Ah, 


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* Ah, loſe not ſight of that delightful ſhore, 
©* Whoſe bliſsful bow'rs ſhall friends to friends reſtore ! 
* Tho' here misfortune comes to blaſt our will, | 
© The Heay'ns are juſt, and God a father ſtill” 1606 


© Bleft be the voice, the riſing mourner ſaid, 

That bids Affliction raiſe her drooping head: 

© That bids me hope (beyond ev'n Death's domain,) 
© Theſe eyes ſhall banquet on my love again. 

Ah, ſtart not Ansz LM—for to truth allied, 

* Impiety now throws her maſk aſide: 

No holy monk by contemplation led, 

To theſe ſequeſter'd manſions of the dead, 

No youth devoted to Religion's pow'r, 

© Implores thy pity at this awful hour. 

The guilty fecret—Tll at length unfold— 

In me—(forgive) a woman you behold. 

Ah fly me not, let mercy now prevail, 

And deign to mark my fad diſaſtrous tale. 


* Known to misfortune from my tender years, 
* My parent's aſhes drank my early tears : 
A barb'rous uncle to each vice allied. 
The office of a parent ill ſupplied: 


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Of my entire inheritance poſſeſs'd, 

By lucre prompted, and by fortune bleſt, 

He paſs'd the ocean never to return, 

And left me weeping o'er my parent's urn: 

Then AR ABER T, the gen'rous ſtranger came, 

To ſooth my ſorrows, and relieve my ſhame : 

© Beneath his tender care, my woes decreas'd, 

More than Religion's, he was Pity's prieſt : 

To reach his bounty my affection ſtrove, 

Till gratitude was heighten'd into love: 

Nor he at length refus'd the lover's part, = 

* Thepity that adorn'd, betray'd his heat. 

How ardently he wiſh'd the nuptial rite, 

© In holy wedlock, might our hands unite : 

* But tern Religion at our vows exclaim'd, 

* And tore the bands that Love and Nature fram'd : 

For then devoted to her hallow'd ſhrine, 

* His country's laws forbade him to be mine. 

© Tho' from my mind each flattring thought retir'd, 

And in my boſom, hope and peace expir'd, 
Vet on their ruins, love triumphant roſe : 

* Enough—ſhame o'er the reſt a mantle throws : 

At length Remorſe effac'd the guilty ſcene, 

And to his breaſt apply'd her dagger keen; 

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* Reſtrain'd in full career the erring youth, 
And led him back to Innocence and Truth: 
T was then he fled from Pleaſure's roſy bow' rs, 
To woo Religion in theſe gloomy tow'rs: 
© Yet ere he fled, my bliſs he fondly plann'd, 
And ſcatter'd riches with a laviſh hand: 
Ah, what to me avail'd the golden ſtore ? 
* The giver gone, the gift cou'd charm no more. 


© While in the gloom his tedious abſence caſt, 
* My former life in fancy I repaſs'd, 

«© Repentance gain'd admiſſion to my breaſt, 

* Nor did it enter an unwelcome gueſt ; | 
For neer to Fleaſure I diſmiſs'd the rein 

Free and unconſcious of reflection's pain: 

If hapleſs LE O NORA lov'd too well, 

« Content, fair Virtue's friend, with Virtue fell: 
But not my ſtubborn ſoul cou'd pray r ſubdue, 

* Ev'n grafted on remorſe my paſſion grew: F,; 
Too fatal paſſion——by its impulſe led, 

In man's attire to this retreat I fled: 

Vet then, ev'n then to baſhful fear allied, 
Still o'er my love did modeſty preſide. 
In thoſe ſweet moments that precede the night, 
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I met the youth within the ſolemn grove, 
* (His frequent walk) abſorb'd in heav'nly love - 
I ſtrove to ſpeak, but words refus'd to flow, 
* And, fix'd, I ſtood a monument of woe : 
While God and he employ the trembling ſcene, 
* *T were ſacrilege, I cried, to ruſh between: P 
Still from that hour my wiſhes I reſtrain'd, 
And in my breaſt th unwilling fecret chain'd, 
* Unknown to him, yet half content I grew, 
8o that his form might daily charm my view. 
But new Affliction, with relentleſs hand, 
O'erthrew the project that my heart had plann'd : 


Amid the horrors of the loneſome night, 


A ghaſtly ſpectre ruſh'd upon my ſight, 

And pour'd theſe accents on my trembling ear, 
* Think not impiety ſhall triumph here : 

* Thy hopes are blaſted - Death's tremendous bell 
Shall found, ere many hours, thy lover's knell 3 
© I ſtarted from my couch, with fright impreſs'd, 
* Flew to the fane to calm my anxious breaſt ; 

* By love then e by love diſmay'd, 
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Could 1 diſcover whom my heart requir'd : 
* Then,fure (I cried) at this unhappy hour 
Does anguiſh o'er his cell diffuſe its pow'r : 


* Shall LE ONO RA not relieve his pain, 

And with theſe arms his drooping head ſuſtain * 

* Say, at the couch, when death is ſtalking round, 
* Shall not the ſpouſe of his fond heart be found ! 
Ah no—th' affeQion that ſubdues me ill, 

* At that dread moment check'd my ardent will, 

* Left ruſhing on his ſight I ſhould control 

* The holy thoughts that hover'd o'er his ſoul. 


© This low'ring morn diſclos d the fatal truth: 
| © Oh early loſt—oh lov'd—ob hapleſs youth 
* Fix'd to the column of the hallow'd porch 


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* I read 


The pious AR aBERT'S no more, 


The peace the dead require, for bim implore : 


Let peace, let joy, (I ſaid) his ſpirit . 
Nor joy, nor peace muſt e' er encircle mine: 
Lamented youth! too tenderly allied, | 
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My conſtant heart a lamp perpetual burns. 


But thou, to whom as friend he did impart 

Each latent wiſh, and foible of the heart; 
For well I know, where Sorrow drops a tear, 
* Or mifery*complains, thou ſtill art near ; 
Ah fay, by love did my idea dreſt, 

* Come to his mind thus welcome, thus careſt ? 
Or on his ſoul come ruſhing undefir'd, 

© The fatal fair, by female arts inſpir'd, 

Who dimm'd the luſtre of his radiant name, 

* And from his temples tore the flow'r of fame : 
Who thro' the labyrinth of pleaſure's bow'r 

« Allur'd (for beauty ſuch as mine had pow'r) 

* Ev'n to the dang'rous ſteep—and caſt him down 
* From high repute to grov'ling diſrenown : 

* Wretch that I am, to my diftreſsful ſtate 

© There wanted not th* addition of his hate: 

For him | plung'd my artleſs youth in ſhame, 

© Unlock'd reſerve, and facrific'd my fame: 


© Still, ſtill I fear (unable to confide,) ; 
© Before my Ax ABER TH, the lover died: p 
© This thought (to thee I'll own) ſuſpends my grief, : 


* While cold indifference comes to my relief ; 


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© Say, virtuous ANSELM, if this thought be vain, 
And give, Oh give me all my grief again!“ 


To her replied the pity-breathing ſeer, | 
* Mark well my words, and loſe thy idle fear ; 
When on the couch of Death, the victim lay, 
Not in that moment was his friend away: 
© As at his fide I took my mournful land, 

With feeble graſp he ſeiz' d my offer'd hand, 

And thus began :—** The fatal dart is ſped, 

Soon, ſoon ſhall AR ABE RT encreaſe the dead. 

40 is well for what can added life beſtow, 

Rut days returning ſtill with added woe: 

Say, have I not ſecluded from my ſight, 

*© 'The lovely object of my paſt delight; 

„Ah, had J too dethron'd her from my mind, 

When here the holy brotherhood I join'd, 
Remorſe wou'd not, encreaſing my diſeaſe, 

*© Prey on my ſoul, and rob it of its eaſe: 

And yet I ſtrove, unequal to the part, 

«« Weak to perform the ſacrifice of heart: 

And now, ev'n now, too feeble to control, 

] feel her clinging to my parting ſoul :” 

* He ſpoke—(my ſympathetic boſom bled,) 

* Andto the realms of Death his ſpirit fled. 

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IT be fair rejoin'd : © Miſled by foul diftruſt, 
To him, whoſe heart was mine, am 1 unjuſt > 
Ah, Ax ABER T, th' unwilling fault forgive, 
Dead to th' alluring world, in thee I live: 
* My thoughts, my deep regret, my ſorrows own, 
No view, no object ſtill but thee alone: 
© At all the vengeance burſting from above, 
* Alarm'd, I weep, I ſhudder, yet I love.” 


As thus ſhe ſpoke, the death-bell ſmote her ear, 
While to the porch the fun'ral train drew near : 
Ah, Leo NORE , In that tremendous hour, 

Did'ſt thou not feel all Heav'n's avenging pow'r, 
When moving thro' the ayle, the choral band, 
And veſted prieſts, with torches in their hand, 
Gave to thy view, unfortunately dear, 

Thy lover ſleeping on th' untimely bier? 


Collecting now at length her ſcatter'd force, 
With trembling footſteps ſhe approach'd the corſe, 
And while ſhe check'd the conffict in her breaſt, 
The wide-encircling throng ſhe thus addreſsd: 
Well may ye mark me with aſtoniſh'd eyes, 
Audacious hypocrite in man's diſguiſe; 


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* Who urg'd by paſſion, dar'd with ſteps profane, 
Approach the hallow'd dome of Virtue's train: 


Lead me, ah lead me, to the dungeon's gloom, 
The rack prepare] yield me to your doom : 

© Yet ſtill ſhould Pity in your breaſt abide, , 
And Pity ſure to Virtue is allied, 

* To my diftreſs benign attention lend, 

© Your acts of rigour for a while ſuſpend, 

Till o'er this bier ('tis Nature's kind relief, 


* Pve pour'd my plaints, and paid the rites of grief: 


Ah, he was dearer to this bleeding heart, 


Far dearer than expreſſion can impart. 


Thou who didſt place us in this vale of tears, 
Where ſorrow blaſts the plant that pleaſure rears: I 
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* Beyond the grave you curſe with endleſs woe? 
Ah not o'er AR ABE RT thy vengeance ſpread ! 
On me, on me thy darts of anger ſhed ! | 
For I allur'd him far from Virtue's way, Fi 
* Ardled his youthful innocence aſtray : 
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When lo the well-known features ſtruck her view: 
Abſorpt in grief ſhe caſt a fond ſurvey 

At length her thoughts in murmurs broke away : 

© That eye—which ſhed on mine voluptuous light, 
Alas, how ſunk in everlaſting night? 

* Sce from thoſe lips the living colour fled, 


Where Love reſided, and where Pleaſure fed! 


And where bright Eloquence had pour'd her ſtore 

Dumb Horror ſfits—and Wiſdom is no more: 
Vet ere the worm (ſince this is doom'd its prey) 

Shall ſteal the ling'ring likeneſs quite away, 

On that cold lip ſure LE ONMoRE may dwell, 

And, free from guilt, imprint the long farewell; 
She added not but bending low her head, 

Three times the mourner kiſsd th* unconſcious dead. 


Now holy Axs IN urg'd her to reſtrain 


Her boundleſs grief in rev'rence of the fane + : 
She anſwer'd, ſtarting from the fable bier, 
Can I forget that Ax a BERT was dear! 

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* Can I, cold monitor, from hence remove, 
* His worth unrival'd, and his laſting love! 
* Can I forget, as deſtitute I lay, 

To ſickneſs, grief, and penury a prey, 

© How eagerly he flew at Pity's call, 

Put forth his hand and rais'd me from my fall! 
All unſolicited he gave me wealth, 

* He gave me ſolace, and he gave me health ; 

, And, dearer than the bliſs thoſe gifts impart, 
He ſtrain'd me to his breaſt, and gave his heart. 


And ſhall theſe hallow'd walls, and awful fane 
* Reproach the voice that pours the praiſeful ſtrain? 
Say, at the friend's, the guardian's, lover's tomb, 
* Can ſorrow ſleep, and gratitude be dumb ? 
But I ſubmit—and bend thus meekly low, 
To kiſs th' avenging hand that dealt the blow - 
Reſign'd I quit the loſing path I trod, 
Fall'n is my idol and I worſhip Gop. 
She ceas'd—the choir intones the fun'ral ſong. 
Which holy echoes plaintively prolong ; 
And now the ſolemn organ, tun'd to woe, 
Pour'd the clear notes pathetically ſlow : 
Theſe rites perform'd—along th' extending fane, 
She now attends the ſlow-proceeding train; 


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To the expecting tomb, the dead convey : 

See now the prieſts, the cloſing act prepare, 

Ard to the darkſome vault commit their care: 

At this dread ſcene, too feelingly diſtreſs'd, 

She pour'd the laſt effuſions of her breaſt. 

Come dove-like Peace, to watch this ſacred ſhrine, 
And brood inceſſant, with a love like mine. | 
She paus'd—then (o'er the yawning tomb reclin'd) 
In all the tenderneſs of grief rejoin'd : 


Oh Beauty's flow'r— oh pleaſure ever new 


Oh Friendſhip, Love, and Conſtancy adieu: 
* Ye virtues that adorn'd th* unhappy youth, 
Affection, Pity, Confidence, and Truth, 
The gen'rous thoughts that with the feeling dwell, 
And ſympathy of heart farewel, farewel ! 

Not all of Ax ABER this tomb contains, 

All is not here while LE ONORE remains: 

* Methinks a voice ev'n animates the clay, 

And in low accents ſummons me away: 

Haſte Lx ONORE —thy other ſelf rejoin, 

And let thy glowing aſhes mix with mine : | 
Ah, truſt me AR ABER TI to ſhare thy doom, 

* Prepar'd, reſolv'd, I'll meet thee in the tomb: 


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© Forbear, Oh Heav'n, in pity to theſe tears, 
© To curſe my forrow with a length of years, 


* And when this drooping form ſhall preſs the bier, 
Say, virtuous ANSELM, wilt thou not be near? 
© The friendly requiem for my ſoul to craye, 


And lay theſe limbs in this lamented grave? | 
© Then when this tortur'd heart ſhall ceaſe to burn, il 
* Our blended duſt ſhall warm the faithful urn : 
Nor diſtant far is that releaſing hour, 

For Nature now oppreſs d beyond her pow'r, | 
© Reſigns at length, my troubled ſoul to reſt, 
And grief's laſt anguiſh ruſhes thro? my breaſt.” 


"Behold her now extended on the ground, Þ| 
And ſee the ſacred brethren kneeling round: 
Them ſhe addreſſes in a fault'ring tone, I»; 
* Say, cannot Death my daring crime atone ; | 
Ah), let compaſſion now your heart inſpire, ill 
Amid your pray'rs, I unlarm'd expire. | 

Thou who art ev'n in this dread moment dear, 
„Oh, ſhade of ARAB E & r, ſtill hover near. 


© I come. — 


—And now emerging from her woes 


('T'was Love's laſt effort) from the. earth ſhe roſe : 


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She headlong plung d into the gloomy vault ; 
And there, what her impaſſion'd with requir'd, 
On the lov'd breatt of AR ABE RT expir'd. 


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Ap OLLO bids the Muſes rove, 


The lonely path, the filent grove ; 

He bids the Graces oft reſort 

To feſtive ſcenes and ſplendid court ; 
Yet will he let the Muſe repair 

To where CHARLOTTE guards her heir ; 
Unblanrd the royal babe approach, 
And ſtrew freſh flow'rets o'er his couch. 
| As on his cheek buds Nature's roſe, 
With Virtue's bud his boſom glows ; 
Whoſe foilage opening into day, 

Shall each parental ſtreak diſplay ; 

And when the coming Spring prevails, 
With ſweets maternal, ſcent the gales. 


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Vour choiceſt wreaths, ye ſairies, bring, 
To crown the little embrio King; 
Behold that hand with gewgaws play, 
Which ſhall Britannia's ſceptre ſway; 


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Unconſcious of the future hour, 
When veſted with imperial pow'r, 
He, hero-like, ſhall lead his train, 
To combat on a real plain ; 

While Victory ſhall bleſs the war, 
And ſcatter laurels from her car ;— 


Illuſtrious babe, tho? deaf to praiſe, 
For thee I fram'd theſe humble lays ; 
The day will come (but may kind fate 
Keep back that day till very late) 

When thou, thy much lov'd father's heir, 
Like him ſhalt grace the regal chair: 
Shalt hold, approv'd, th' imperial helm, 
And bleſs, like him, a grateful realm, 
Oh ! then ſhall praiſe ring out her peal, 
And flatt'ry her bright flow'rets deal; 
Ah! if thine eye in future time 
Should chance to mark this artleſs rhyme, 
Thou'lt find one of the Muſes' train, 
For thee awak'd his gentle ſtrain > 
What time unconſcious of the theme, 


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The numbers of th unvenal bard · 
While they who ſhall thefe lines peruſe, 
If lines like theſe ſurvive their Muſe, 
Shall own, when they look up to you, 
That he was Bard and Prophet too, 


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EPITAPH on Mis JERNINGHAM. 
JAN UART 1773. 


An, venerate this hallow'd ground, 
And mark the infant-virtues round ! 
See Innocence, celeſtial fair, 

With childhood, Heav'n's peculiar care: 
See beauty opening into bloom, 
Bending o'er this youthful tomb: 
Behold affection that endears, 

And wit beyond an infant's years, 
And conſtancy (mid mortal pain, 
Still, ſtill refuſing to complain) 

By ſorrow led, a choral band, 

Fix d on this ſacred ſpot they ſtand ! 
And as they view this marble ſtone, 
Their little miſtreſs they bemoan. 


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YE whom the ray of genius warms, 


Whom fancy moves, and nature charms, 
Diſmiſs Amuſement's idle toy, 
Suſpend the joys that know to cloy, 

To higher pleaſure dare aſpire, 
To-morrow Mas o n wakes his Lyre. 


This Lyre the weeping muſes ſaid, 
Was as it lay on Mon a's head *, 
Stol'n by an angel in the night, 
And borne to Heay'n's etherial height : 
Not ſo—this Lyre was lately found, 
By Nature in her garden ground, 
Interr'd in flow'rs of rich perfume, 
While FLo RA watch'd the fragrant tomb, 

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With her own wreath the cords entwin'd, 
Then to her bard the ſhell reſign'd, 
And he to favor her deſire, 
To-morrow-wakes the long-loſt Lyre. 


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Bis with the tales of other years, 


Here lays th' hiſtoric tome ; 
Which to the penſive mind appears 
A deep capacious tomb : 


Where long embalm'd by Cx 10's hand, 
The patriot and the ſlave, 

Who ſay'd, and who betray'd the land, 

Preſs one extenfive grave : 


With thoſe that graſp'd th' imperial helm, 
And trod the path of Pow'r : 

With thoſe who grac'd fair Learning: 8 Neale, 

And Beauty's fairer bow'r. 


If thus th' illuftrious cloſe their ſcene, 
Oblivion then may laugh : 

What flows from Hum e's immortal pen 
Is but an Epitaph ! 


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STRAYING beſide yon wood-ſkreen'd river, 


Dan Cupid met my wond'ring view : 
His feather'd arrows ſtor'd his quiver, 
Each feather glow'd a diff rent hue : 


For him who frames the daring deed, 

(The little godhead ſaid and laugh'd) 
To fly with Miſs beyond the Tweed, 

An eagle's plume adorns the ſhaft, 


The prattler vain of his addreſs, 
* The magpye's feathers never fail ; 
And for the youth too fond of dreſs, 
I rob the gaudy peacocks tail, 


* Whene'er I mean to rouſe the care 
That lurks within the jealous heart, 
* The owl that wings the midnight air 
* Lends his grave plume to load the dart. 
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But rarely when I would aſſail 

The conſtant heart with truth impreſt, 
Then for the trembling ſhaft I ſteal 

A feather from the turtle's breaft . 


© Lo! one with that ſoft plumage crown'd, 
* Which more than all my arms I prize : 

Alas ! I cried, this gave the wound, | | 
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Rirement's hour proclaims the tolling bell : þ 


In due obſervance of its ſtern decree, _ | | 
Each facred virgin ſeeks her lonely cell, 
And leaves the grate to ſolitude and me. 1 


Now throws the weſtern ſun a fainter glare, 
And ſilence ſooths the veſtal world to reſt, 

Save where ſome pale-eye'd novice (rapt in pray'r) 
Heaves a deep groan, and ſmites her guiltleſs breaſt. 


. Save that in artleſs melancholy trains, 
Some EL ois A, whom ſoft paſſion moves, 
Abſorpt in ſorrow to the night complains, 

For ever bar'd the ABt La kd ſhe loves. 


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Within thoſe ancient walls with moſs o'erſpread, 


Where grief and innocence their vigils keep, 
Each in her humble cell till midnight laid, 
The gentle daughters of devotion ſleep. 


Of wantonneſs the pleaſure-breathing lay, 
Or laughter beck ning from his roſy ſeat, 

Or vanity attir'd in colours gay, 

Shall ne'er allure them from their ſober ſtate. 


For them no more domeſtic joys return, 

Or tender father plies his wonted care, 

The nuptial torch for them muſt never burn, 
Or prattling infants charm the ling'ring year. 


Oft do they weave the chaplets pictur'd gay, 

To deck the altars, and the ſhrines around ; 
How fervent do they chant the pious lay ? 

How thro” the length'ning ayle the notes reſound ? 


Let not ambition mock with jeſt profane, 
Their life obſcure, and deſtiny ſevere ; 
NorWorldly beauty with a ſneer diſdain 
The humble duties of the cloiſter d fair. 
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The gliſt'ning eye, the half-ſeen breaſt of ſnow, 
The coral lip, the bright vermilion bloom, 
Awaits alike th' inexorable foe ; 
The paths of * lead but to the nd 


Perhaps, in this drear manſion are confin'd, 
Some boſom form'd to love, unſpoil'd by art; 

Charms that might ſoften the ſevereſt mind, 
And wake to extacy the coldeſt heart. 


But pleaſure flies them, a forbidden gueſt, 
Around whoſe brow a vernal garland blooms: 


The clay-cold hand of penance chills their breaſt, 


And in reflection's urn their mirth intombs. 


Full many a riv'let wand'ring to the main, 
Sequeſter'd pours its ſolitary ſtream : 
Full many a lamp devoted to the fane, 
Sheds unregarded its nocturnal beam. 


Some veil'd EL Iz a (like the clouded ſun) 

May here reſide inglorious and unknown : 

Some like Au us rA might have rear'd a ſon, 
To bleſs a nation, and adorn a throne. 


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In conſcious charms with rivals till to vie; 
In circles to attract the partial gaze, 
And view their beauty in th' admirer's eye, 


Their lot forbids: nor does alone remove, 

The thirſt of praiſe, but ev'n their crimes reſtrain: 
Forbids thro? folly's labyrinth to rove, 

And yield to vanity the flowing rein: 


To rear'mid H yY M N's joys domeſtic ſtrife, 

Or ſeek that converſe which they ought to ſhun ; 
To looſe the ſacred ties of nuptial life, 

And give to many what they vow'd to one. 


What tho? they're ſprinkled with etherial dew ! 
With blooming wreaths by hands of ſeraphs crown'd ! 
Tho? heav'n's unfading ſplendors burſt to view, 

And harps celeſtial to their ear reſound : 


Still grateful mem'ry paints the diſtant friend, 
Not ev'n the world to their remembrance dies; 


Their midnight oriſons to heay'n aſcend, 


To ſtay the bolt deſcending from the ſkies. 
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For who entranc'd in viſions from above, 
The thought of kindred razes from the mind? 
Feels in the ſoul no warm returning love, 
For ſome endear d companion left behind? 


Their joy encircled hearth as they forſook, 
From ſome fond breaſt reluQant they withdrew : 
As from the deck they ſent a farewell look, 

Fair Albion ſunk for ever to their view. 


For thee who mindful of th' encloiſter'd train, 
Doſt in theſe lines their mournful tale relate, 
If by compaſſion guided to this fane, 

Some kindred fpirit ſhall enquire thy fate: 


Haply ſome matron-veſtal may reply, 

Oft have we heard him, when light's ling'ring ray, 
© Scarce mark'd its paſſage thro' the dark'ning ſky, 

* At yonder altar join the veſper-lay. 


Where hapleſs Adaleida ſought repoſe, 
Oft at yon grave wou'd he her fate condole ; 
And in his breaſt as ſcenes of grief aroſe, 


He ſaw aſcending-ſlow her ſpotleſs ſoul. 


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Ab not "unſeen thou ſhed'ft that grateful tear, 


I wait at night to catch thy wwonted tread, 
And thank thy faithful love that ſorrows here, 


One eve I miſs'd him at the hour divine, 
Along that ayle and in the ſacriſty: 
Another came, nor yet beſide the ſhrine, 
Nor at the font, nor in the porch was he. 


The next we heard the bell of death intone, 
And in the ſilent grave we ſaw him laid, 
Approach and read on this ſepulchral ſtone, 
The lines engrav'd to ſoothe his hov'ring ſhade : 


EPITAPH. 


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By Fate's rude hand untimely ſnatch'd away, 
A youth unknown to fame theſe vaults infold, 
He gave to Solitude the penſive day, 

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