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Thy foul, which all the virtues grace.
Shines forth with luftre in thy face,

From affectation free.


Who in thy form, too lovely maid ! .
Can read thy temper there difplay'd ;

Can look and calmly fee ?
The face that with fuch beauty charms,
The breaft which fo much virtue warms,

Is fure too much for me !


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To Miss ,

On her. kind assistance in the vocal parts of an



J[ H E pleafing tafk be mine, fweet maid 1

To fpread thy growing fame 5,
For early virtues fuch as thine
An early honour claim.


'Twas nobly done, to lend thy voice

And foft harmonious fong,
When Freedom * was the rapturous theme

That warbled from thy tongue.


Yet lovely fair ! thy voice, tho' fweet,

We fhould not moft admire •,
Good-nature, and the kind intent,
A nobler praife require.

* Alluding to a fong which flie fung in praife of Freedom,


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Let not the merit all be plac'd
In thy harmonious fkill ;

'Tis not the deed obliges mofi:,
The virtue's in the will,


Thus jftill proceed, above all pride ;

Such themes be ever thine :
So to the good (halt thou be dear.

And favoured by the Nine,


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JL/RAW near ye youths, in whom foft forrows dwell,

Whofe ftreaming eyes your heartfelt anguifh tell ;
Come feek with me the tomb where Pollio lies.
Tears aiding tears, and fighs encrcafmg fighs !
How great the grief ! when genius fall a prey
In early bloom to death's unyielding fway ?
When all the profpefts of a father's joy,
A mother's fondeft wifhes for her boy.
One cruel ftroke mufl: blaft, one cruel ftroke deflroy.
Let not th' unfkilful mufe attempt to tell
Thy many virtues, though fhe knew them well ;
She knew thy foul adorn'd with ev'ry grace.
And fure that foul was pi6lur'd in thy face.

The youths, thy fellows, fhall delight to tread
The Qoble footfteps thy example led ;
To make thofe virtues in their conduft ihine.
Which once, dear youth, we all acknowledg'd thine.
Jiow few excel ! they'll place thee mid that few,
Lament your lofs, and ftrivj to be like you.

Oh ! may your fate this warning give to all,
« That old age mtijly and blooming youth may fall."


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VV HILST other bards in happier lays

The fair Amanda fing.
Teach the fweet lyre her grateful praifc
To waft from ev'ry firing ;


Whilfl you the fofter theme prolong

Of Seraphina's voice,
And in defcription make your fong

Harmonious as your choice ;


My mufe delights in humble flrains

To fmg of fylvan fcenes,
Of rural profpe<5ls, flow'ry plains,

And wide extended greens.


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Sweet Hermitage * ! thy happy feat.

The mufe's choice and mine j
Thy fhady filent foft retreat

Shall in defcription fhine.


That fecret walk of livelieft green.

That breeze inviting fhade,
Appears a folemn filent fcene

For contemplation made.


There will I range, and to the mufe

Addrefs my ardent pray'r ;
In fuch a place (he can't refufe.

Nor would be backward there.


Oft did this happy grove refound

Strains fweeter far than mine ;
Here fat the Bard f , and here around

Stood the indulgent Nine.


Poetic mufic from his tongue

Harmonious roll'd away ;
The birds in dumb attention hung

To hear his fofter lay.


* The feat of the hon. Jofiah Martin, efq. upon Long-Ifland»
t The rev. Mr. Smith, who refided there feveral years.

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And thou my friendj in later days,

Fiird this refounding grove
With fongs of matchlcfs Delia's praife,

Soft as the breath of love.


Dear penfive youth, oft have you fought

At eve, this pleafing (hadej
Your very foul wrapt up in thought,

As lonely here you ftruy'd.


Or fhall my fancy— reftlefs power!

Another fcene difplay,
And paint thee in yon jafinine bow'r.

Joyful, alert, and gay.


"With Delia's fprlghtly converfe bleft

The hours unheeded glide,
And Pyllades, friend of thy breaft,

Attending at thy fide.


With joy I tread the flow'ry green
Which thou hafl trode before j

Strive to repeat each happy fcene.
And count thy pleafures o'er.



Where'er my wond'ring eyes Ibend, ""-ii

New beauties fliii I find ;
Here cooling viflas far extend, -

The gardens bloom behind.


To diftant plains I flretch mine eye,

And view th' enlarged fcene j
Above a vafl extended £ky.

Below a boundlefs green *.

Thence, fwiftly borne in airy flight.
The breezes of the fpring,

To thefe bleft fcenes of cahn delight
Both health and pleafure bring.


At early morn Hove to tread
The garden's gravelly walk.

Catch Flora blufhing in her bed,
Whiift dew drops bend each flalk.


To fee the lovely blooming rofe
Her choicefl fweets dii'play,

And ev'ry radiant charm difclofc
To fol's inviting ray.

* The great plains on Long-I/land.


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Her waving foliage glitt'ring bright.
With drops of pearly dew :

Like diamonds fparkling to the light.
They flrike the diflant view.


The faithful matron thus to meet

Her abfent lord's return,
Her hair, her neck, her waift, her feet.

Doth with rich gems adorn.


And as Ihe lonely fpends each day

His abfcnce to bemoan.
The minutes gliding flow away,

Whilll he her lord is gone.


So in the dreary ftiades of night.
The rofe her beauty veils,

'Till with returning joy and light.
The fun o'er all prevails.


But when the foft ey'd eve invites
My fleps from yonder glade.

Then, then, my foften'd foul delights
To feek the darkfome Ihadc.


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Devotion fills my glowing breafl:.

And all my powers combine
To praife my God, to make me bleft.

In tranfports quite divine.


Behold to raife the folemn fcene

The filver moon arife ;
With mildeft luftre gild the green.

With radiance fill the fkies.


Her feeble inofFenfive ray

Scarce glimmers thro' the trees,

Whofe leaves with trembling murmurs play.
Shook by the palling breeze.


*Tis filence all — my foul arife,

Arife to prayer and praife ;
Thy God looks down with friendly eyes,

He Mens to thy lays.


Oh thou, whofe goodnefs knows no end,

Whofe mercies I enjoy,
In praife to thee my breath Pll fpend.

My latefl hours employ.


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Let me oft thus thy influence know.

Oh ! be thus ever kind;
The brightnefs of thy ^^ilage fhow ;

Enlighten thou my mind.


So Ihall my foul to heav'n afcend.
And join'd with angels there.

Before thy footflool lowly bend.
In more re:fined pray'r.



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/\MAND A, fincc thy lovely frame.

Of ev'ry charm pofTeft,
Hath power to raife the pureft flame
And warm the coldeft breaft :


Oh ? think that heav'n could ne'er defign,

Thou too refcrved maid,
That ever beauties, fuch as thine, -■>• (.

Like unknown ffow'rs fhould fade* *


"When next you fee your faithful fwain.

Your Strrphon at your feet j
"When next you hear him figh his paia

And tend'reft vows repeat.


Then think 'tis fit a love fo true

Should meet a kind regard ;
And think 'ti? given alone to you

Hi3 virtue to reward.



if conftancy, with merit join'd>

Hath any charms for thee,
Let Strephon thy acceptance find,

For fuch a fwain is he.


No longer then, too cruel fair.

Defer the happy day j
But with thy love reward his care,

His tendernefs repay.


So Ihall th' indulgent eye of Heav'n
The worthy choice approve.

When fuch viftorious charms are giv'n
A prize to faithful love.



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i^HLOE tbemufe records thy name.

And thon, tho' dead, ftialt live in fame 5
Yet know this honour, not to you,
But is to Mirds favourite due.



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J^ENCE melancholy, care and forrow,

My heart defers you till to-morrow ;

I have no room within my breaft

For any dull, cold, lifelefs gueft — -

But hither come, life raifing Joy,

In likenefs of a laughing boy.

Thy temples crown'd with opening flow'rs.

The late produce of vernal fhow'rs ;

Around thy fhoulders let there be

An azure mantle light and free ;

Part ihali thy graceful body bind.

And part (hall loofely flow behind ;

With thee let foft breezes bring

Choiceft odours of the fpring.

Frolic, frilky, wanton, gay.
Round and round thee let them play ;
Tofs thy garment high in air ;
Wave thy loofe luxuriant hair.
Or court the flow'rs that crown thy head
Enliv'ning fweets around to fpread.


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As thou thus approach'fl me nigher
Let me hear the warbling lyre ;
Graceful ufe the fpringy quill, '
Touch it with fuperior Ikill ;
But not to fuch foft languid airs,
Soothing forrows, foothing cares.
With which the filly fmging fwain
Proclaims imaginary pain.
But flrike me up founds brifk and gay.
Sounds that may Ileal my foul away ;
Make a foft glow of gladhefs rife.
And fhow thee fparkHng in mine eyes»

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Thus attend me whilft I ft ray,
"Wild as fancy leads the way, .; ,
Over valley, hill, and plain f^ ;
To the ocean's wild domain :
O'er the wild feas far extending -r-> ^y^o- /-i
Let me fee the world's arch hending,- p-j ^ rf
And behold with wond'ring eye.dw am gg^c!
The rounded globe, the meeting Hey ;
Where the white clouds fwimmitig low ^'
Drink the waters as they go ; -^ 21 akvFt i:mi*m£ adT

Where the fun foft dews and rain-^^ - ^-'~~'
Exhales to fhed on earth again ; ""^
Whence fkim the dufky fhades away '
Before the fplendid fburce of day ; ^"^^^i %n
Or where the fdver queen of nighty ^^*^ ■"
Firlt tips the trembling deep with light. ' iuT

-.: uriy c^^^ 3Ti^tocH;d'I
^ Or let me ft ray through the waving groves ,;,.fw mi> kiA

Where the turtle cooes her loves.




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Where the linnet's warbling lay

Still attends my flow'ry way ; ^'^*^^ ^^

And the lark*s melodious long

Charms me as I go along :

Or let me paufe and view the fcene.

The blooming vales, the hillocks green ^

The ftream, that winding in meanders.

Thro' the tufted meadow wanders ;

The fields where flocks in fafety ftray.

And harmlefs lambkins fport and play.

Behold far oiF, with roaming eye.
Between two oaks a cot I fpy,
Where Darby fits befide the door.
Nor envies kings their royal (lore :
Whilft Joan, a matron ftaid and lage.
Remains the comfort of his age ; y

And Phillis near, with voice fo fweet,
Phillis their hand-maid, fpruce and neat.
Cheers their old hearts with merry fong.
And fpins and fings the whole day longo

And here beneath a friendly (hade
The am'rous fwain is carelefs laid :
On oaten pipe he loves to play
And wear the tedious hours away 5
Till Dolly leaves her flock behind
Her faithful Thyrfts here to find :
And there behold with anxious look
The wiley fliepherd baits his hook :
The fportive filh, that nimbly glide
And cut with filver fins the ti^e.





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Caught by his art, now hclplefs lie,
And flutter, pant, and gafp and die.

Thus let me pafs the fummer days
In blithfome fcenes and jocund eafe :
But when bleak winter comes amain,
With all his luUen vap'ry train.
Abroad his fnowy mantle fpreads.
And rattles hail ftones o'er our heads -,
Then, when theg roves delight no more
Nor longfters warble as before,
But ev'ry verdant flielter's loft,
Nipt by the blafling wind andfroft \
Soon as the flream thro' flow'ry ways
No more in pleafing murmurs ftrays,
But firmly bound to either fide
In icy chains, forgets to glide *,
Quick let me fhun the horrid fight.
And to the city take my flight •,
Where mirth knows one continual round
An.^ pleafures ever gay abound :
Attend me, joy^ attend me there,
An J let thy prefence banifli care*
Oh ! lead me where the chearful fire
Doth burn, and jeft and wit infpire*,
Whilft the flow revolving night
Leaves ample room for long delight.
Meanwhile let Bacchus, jolly boy !
Be found thy bon-companion, joy :
Let num'rous friends furround the hearth,
Devoted all to glee and mirth \



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Where never forrow dare apppear,

Or thought intenfe, or gloomy care :

But all airy light and free —

Glad vot'ries all to jollity:

Whilfl wit doth itill with laughter join,

And open hearts are caus'd by wine.

Or whilfl the rigid winter yields,
Profpe6ls of ice and fnowy fields,
Soon as the hafty fhort-liv'd day
In the red weft withdraws her ray,
And glitt'ring ftars with feeble light.
Bedeck the fable garb of night.

Quick to the ball-room, joy, repair.
For thou wilt hardly mifs me there ;
Where the promifcuous fparkling throng
The gayly jocund fcene prolong :
Where art with native beauty joins.
And each viftorious fair one fhines
In all the pomp, in all the fliow,
That drefs can give and mirth beftow.
Here in full glory may be feen
Zaphyria riv'ling beauty's queen j
Around her prefs the lefs'ning throng
To hear the mufic of her tongue :
And whilft in Celia's robes we find
A noble air, a tafte refin'd ;
More pow'rful charms her features wear,
For Cupid keeps his revels there :


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Soft blufhes In her cheeks arife, ' ^.a&f^d bsiA

And love looks languid in her eyes. -Ha rr^IwS


Meanwhile gay wit the time beguiles, 'dirt:>£ir^ ill

With humours quaint and fimp'ring fmilcs.
Bid flaunts it in his tinfePd coat, r. fiw^'CI

And ATfifpeaks tender lines by rote-, ^iMbai^.

Chloe with blufhes feems to hear
Her love-fick Damon fighing near ;
Whilft Mir a both their thoughts defcrles.
And reads foft fouls in tell-tale eyes. ]

But hark ! the mufic's fudden found
Spreads univerfal gladnefs round ;
Joy lightens quick in ev'ry face.
An inflant buz fills all the place :
And now prepared on either hand.
The beaux and belles in order fland :
And now they trip the merry dance,
And to quick movements fmoothly glance.
Each fair her partner leads aftray.
Thro' a long labyrinthian way •,
Each fwain his flying fair purfues.
Who (till the pleafmg toil renews.

Me the fhrill foaring founds infpire.
With tranfports that can rife no higher •,
My body fKims along the floor,
I feel my willing feet no more :
The mufic lends me wings ; and I
In waving motions feem to fly :

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And beaux and belles and tapers bright, id jIoc

Swim undiftinguifh*d in my fight. ^| fcnA

If fuch thy pleafures, fmiling joy,
Oh ! may'fl thou e'er my mind employ j
Dawn in my breaft perpetual day.
And chafe intruding care away.

-: Aide



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V ANISH mirth, and vanifti joy.
Airy pleafures quickly cloy ;
Hence all ye bacchanalian rout.
And wine, and jefl, and noify fhout ;
And quips, and cranks, and gay grimace,
And wit, that wears a double face.
Hence ev'ry kind of jollity,
For you have no delights for me.
But welcome, welcome, melancholy,
Thou goddefs fage, demure, and holy !
Exalt thy ever mufing head,
And quit, oh ! quit, thy fleeplefs bed !
With languid looks, and anxious eyes,
Divinefl melancholy rife ! ^-^

And thou, oh Smith ! my more than friend,
To whom thefe artlefs lines I fend :
Once more thy wonted candour bring.
And hear the mufe thou * taught'ft to fing :
The mufe that drives to win thy ear.
By themes thy foul delights to hear :
And loves, like thee, in fober mood,
To meditate on juj} and good :


: * lie was the author's preceptor.

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Whilft: melancholy fooths to reft
Each tumult rifing in the breaft.

Exalted themes ! divineft maid !
Sweet melancholy, raife thy head !
With languid look, oh ! quickly come,
And lead me to thy hermit home :
There let thy for row foothing reign.
Detain me long in pen five ftrain j
Exalt my thoughts, poiTefs my foul,
Enlarge my views, and feize me whole.
Oh ! give me thy delights to know.
The heart that bleeds for human woe :
The virtuous throb, the grief- fwoln eye.
The falling tear, and deep-drawn iigh.

Exalted themes ! divineft maid !
Sweet melancholy, raife thy head !
With languid look, oh ! quickly come ;
And lead me to thy hermit home.
Or be thou with me whilfl I rove
Thro' yonder dark untrodden grove.
Where the moon is rarely feen
Glimm'ring thro' the dulky green ;
Whilfl: an awful fdence reigns
O'er valleys, hills, and diftant plains :
Nothing but the night-bird's cry,
Echoing thro' the vaulted fky j
Nothing but the ceaielefs rill
Murm'ring o'er its pebbles ftill ;
Or the diftant falling flood


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Shakes the filencc of the wood. ^^" *•

There I'll wander till there's found, ^

Stretch'd upon the leafy ground,

An oak, whichmany a fummer's day

Hath crumbled in a How decay ; ^

There down upon its mofly bed

In lifllefs length TU lean my head;

While the fmall worm that gnaws its heart,

Shall mufic to my foul impart.

Or let me in fome crazy boat, '

Along the wat'ry furface float j
Leaning penfive o'er its fide.
Let me view the rippling tide ;
Whilfl: Cynthia's cold declining rays, i

Who now but half her orb difplays, -L

On the clear bofom of the deep.
In mild compofure feems to fleep.

But hark ! what voice fo loud and (hrill
From yonder dark romantic hill.
Strikes fudden on my flartled ear,
And warbles forth in ditties clear ?
'Tis her's * — that bird well known to fame,
The fond repeater of her name — T

Proceed, fweet bird, I love thy flrain,
Encreafmg ftill the folemn fcene ;
ril fit attentive to thy note, ^^

Till Cynthia's lateft rays go out.


* A night-bird, vulgarly called the Whipper-will,

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Then on the margin of a flream,
ril lay me filent, think, and dream 5
Where no pale glimpfe of borrowed light;.
Breaks through the drowfy noon of night :
And jftars in vain with feeble ray.
Attempt to give a doubtful day :
While clouds far off low low'ring rife,
Poffefling firft the nether ikies ;
Thence lazy laboring to the poll.
Up the fteep arch their vengeance roll.
Black as the purpofe of a guilty foul.

Here retired from noife and folly, *"

Sober vifag'd Melancholy !
On a ruftling ruftiy bed.
With thee I'll lean the languid head i
And in the dimpled tide dcfcry
The gath'ring horrors of the Iky ;
See the ftars dancing as they go.
And view the other heav'n below :
Whilft from behind the buU-rulh near.
The frog*s hoarfe-cadenc'd voice I hear j
Whofe oft repeated hollow found,
A pleafmg fadnefs fpreads around.
But hark ! rude ruflling thro* the trees,
A fudden unexpected breeze.
Swift burfting from the darkfome wood.
Shakes the fmooth furface of the flood j
Then flow I raife my downcafl eye.
To gaze the drear prefageful flcy,


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Where clouds high heap'd, and fwimming lo\v^

Hang heavy on night's awful brow.

Around a gloomy lilence reigns,

Hufh'd is each throat thro' hills and plains :

The ftars but now that fhone fo bright.

Slide fwift and vaniih out of fight.

The rapid florm comes on apace,

The heav'ns wear one diftradted face ;

And ruder blafls unbounded rove

In fullen murmurs thro' the grove —

Down yonder dreadful depth of flcy.

In ragged flieets the light'nings fly ;

Peals following peals hifs through the air.

And burfl in awful ruin near :

Defcending quick the heavy floods

Dance on the fl:ream, and rattle in the woods^

Whilfl thus the elements engage.
And with encreafmg fury rage •,
Oh ! let me find fome fl:ony fhed,
Where I may fafely lodge my head,
T' enjoy the horrors of the fl:orm.
And to its God due rites perform.
Beneath yon rock, whofe mofly fide
With fearful bend o'erhangs the tide,
Grotefque and wild, a cave I fpy.
And to its flicker quickly fly.
But as I climb the grafs-grown fl:eep,
Whofe darkfome height juts o'er the deep n
Sent from aloft, with fl:artled ear,
A fudden voice of woe I hear — -

" A ruder

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" Rage on thou temped: of the fky,
" Your fierceH: vengeance I defy :
" A ruder il:orm whh'ls in my breaft,
<« And death alone can give me reft ;
<^ My forrows in this ftream fliall fleep,
" And I" — then pkmges in the deep.
Nature a-Vv^hile yet fond of life
Maintains with death an equal ftrife;
The lover ftrives to gain the fliore.
But finks, alas 1 to rife no more.

Save me, ye powers, from fcenes fo fad.
Scenes not of melancholy bred ;
But fprung from furious wild defpair.
In Stygian cell begot of care.

But might I hear true love complain,
In a more mild and temp'rate ftrain ;
Then let my frequent feet be feen
On yonder fteep romantic green ;
Along whofe yellow gravelly fide,
Schuylkill fweeps his lucid tide :
Where waters fall with conflant roar,
Re-bellowing down the rocky fhore.
* Where nightly at the turf-clad grave.
In concert with the bird of ev^ ;
Beneath the glimpfes of the moon.
The hermit mourns Amelia gone :

C Till

* Alluding to the affedting flory of Theodore and Ameliay in the
fiift number of the Harm'it. — Vide Amer. Mag. for October, 1757.

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Till reafoii lifts his eye to heav'n,

And mild lubmitting thoughts are given.

Thus, melancholy, fhalt thou pleafc.
If thou wilt find me fcenes like thefe :
Thus may'fl thou e'er my mind employ,
And banifh ev'ry lighter joy.

But when the fummer fcenes are lofl.
Welcome winter ! welcome froft !
Then I'll fpend the long, long night.
By the lamp's pale and glimm'ring light :
Creeping nigher flill and nigher
To the half extinguifliM fire.
Where midft the glowing coals I view
Lambent fiames of livid blue ;
Or iiflen to the crackling tread
Of heavy foot on fnowy bed :
While howling blafls around me rage,
And wind, and fnow, and hail, engage ;
And through a crevice in the wall,
Boreas wbiflies Ihrill and fmall ;
And the doors, by time grown weak,
On their iron hinges creak :
There Fll mufe on ftories old,
By a toothiefs matron told ;
Of a tall, Vt^an, and (lender fp'rit.
Stalking in the dead of night j
Whofe long trailing winding (lieet
Flows luxuriant round his feet :
Gaping wounds all o'er him bleed.
To difclofe fome horrid deed :


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With beck'ning hands he feems to fay,
" Hafle to my grave, come, come away P'

Thus fhould my fancy ever find
Some dreary fcene to fill my mind ;
And thus Fd fit with fixed eye.
To fee the crumbling embers die.
Fearing to turn to either fide,
Left there the horned fpecfbres glide :
Till morn, flow peeping from on high, .
Should twinkle with unwelcome eye;
Then would I fhun th' intruding ray,
And hide me from the garifli day j
Darkling to bed would filent creep,
Hufli*d by the howling winds to fleep*


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i^RISE ! and fee the glorious fun

Mount in tlie eaftern fky :
See with what majefty he comes,
What fplendor ftriks the eye !


Life, light, and heat he fpreads abroad
In ever bounteous ftreams ;

This day fhall joyful myriads own
The influence of his beams,


How frefh the healthful morning air !

What fragrance breaths around !
New luftre paints each opVmg flow'r

New verdure cloaths the ground.


No ruffling ftorms of wind or rain
DiAurb the calm ferene :


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But gentle nature far abroad
Difjplays her foftefl fcene.


Thro' chequer'd groves and o'er the plains

Refrelhing breezes pafs,
And play with ev'ry v/anton leaf,

And wave the flender grafs.


See yonder filver gliding Aream ;

The fun's refle(5led ray,
Doth in its wat'ry bofom fport,

And on its furface play.


The trees that fhade its flov/'ry banks.

Are nourifh'd by the flood j
Whilft from their branches fongfters fweet,

Re-echo thro' the wood.


They with their little warbling throats,

balute the rifing day ;
And in untaught, but pleafing flrains

Their grateful homage pay.


Oh ! let us then with fouls fnicerc

Adore that pow'r Divine !
Who makes that orb move thus complete.

Who makes his rays to Ihine.


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Who caufes ev'ry rifing day

In beauty to return ;
And bids the fun's meridian height

With brighter glories burn.


Who morning, noon, and evening too.
Has with his blelTmg blefl -,

And kindly gives the night's ftill flaades
For wearied man to rell^


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Mrs. jane WILCOCKS.

Jj R O M the bright glories of celeftial day,
Where hofls angelic, rang'd in vaft array.
Salute thy foul, and with feraphic breath
Calm the rude horrors of the recent death ;
Bleft fhade look down, my mournful accents hear.

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