your practice of it.-May the mind which such talents adorn, continue calm as it is bright, and happy as it is virtuous! Believe me, your Ladyship's Grateful Friend and Servant, Dublin, January, 1810. THOMAS MOORE.. LIKE the bright lamp that shone in KILDARE'S holy fane,* And burn'd through long ages of darkness and storm, Is the heart that afflictions have come o'er in vain, Whose spirit outlives them, unfading and warm! *The inextinguishable fire of St. Bridget, at Kildare, which Giraldus mentions, "Apud Kildariam occurrit Ignis Sanctæ Brigidæ, quem inextinguibilem vocant; non quod extingui non possit, sed quod tam solicitè moniales et sanctæ mulieres ignem, suppetente materia, fovent et nutriunt ut à tempore virginis per tot annorum curricula semper mansit inextinctus."Girald. Camb. de Mirabil. Hibern. Dis. 2, c. 34. Easy! oh Easy! thus bright, through the tears II. The nations have fallen, and thou still art young, Thy sun is but rising, when others are set; And, though Slavery's cloud o'er thy morning hath hung, The full moon of Freedom shall beam round thee yet. ERIN! oh ERIN! though long in the shade, Thy star will shine out, when the proudest shall fade! III Unchill'd by the rain, and unwaked by the wind, The lily lies sleeping through Winter's cold hour, Till Spring, with a touch, her dark slumber unbind, And daylight and liberty bless the young flower.* ERIN! oh ERIN! thy winter is past, And the hope that lived through it shall blossom at last. *Mrs. H. Tighe, in her exquisite lines on the lily, has applied this image to a still more important subject. DRINK TO HER. AIR.-Heigh oh! my Jackey. I. DRINK to her, who long It yields not half the tone. II. At Beauty's door of glass When Wealth and Wit once stood, They ask'd her, "which might pass?” She answer'd, "he who could." VOL. IV. 4 |