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'Thus sang

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the sweet sequesterd birl,
Soft as the passing wind,
And I recorded what I heard,

A lesson for mankind.

A FABLE.

A RAVEN, while with glossy breast
Her new-laid eggs she fondly press'd,
And, on her wicker work high mounted
Her chickens prematurely counted,
(A fault philosophers might blame
If quite exempted from the same,)
Enjoy'd at ease the genial day;
'Twas April, as the bumpkins say,
The legislature call'd it May.
But suddenly a wind as high
As ever swept a winter sky,
Shook the young leaves about her ears,
And fill'd her with a thousand fears,
Lest the rude blast should snap the bougt,
And spread her golden hopes below.
But just at eve the blowing weather,
And all her fears were hush'd togethor:
And now, quoth poor untlıinking Ralph,
'Tis over, and the brood is safe ;
(For ravens, though as birds of omen
They teach both conj'rers and old womon,
To tell us what is to befall,
Can't prophesy themselves at all ;)
The morning came, when neighbour Hodyo
Who long had mark'd her airy lodge,

And destind all the treasure there
A gift to liis expecting fair,
Climb'd like a squirrel to his dray,
And bore the worthless prize away.

MORAL

"Tis Providence alone sccures
In ev'ry change both minc and yours
Safety consists not in cscapo
From dangers of a frightful shape ;
An carthquake may be bid to spare
The man that's strangled by a hair.
Fato steals along with silent tread,
Found oft'nest in what least we dread,
Frowns in the storm with angry brow,
But in the sunshine strikes the blow.

A COMPARISON.

THE lapse of time and rivers is the same,
Both speed their journey with a restless stream.
The silent pace with which they steal away,
No wcalth can bribe, no pray’rs persuado to stay
Alike irrevocable both wlien past,
And a wide occan swallows both at last.
Though each resemble each in ev'ry part,
A diff'ı ence strikes at length the musing heart;
Streams never flow in vain; where streams abound,
Hlow laughs the land with various plenty crown
But time, that should enrich the nobler mind,
Neglected leaves a dreary waste behind.

ANOTIIER.

ADDRESSED TO A YOUNG LADY.

SWEET stream, that winds through yonder glade, Apt emblem of a virtuous maid. Silent and chaste she steals along, Far from the world's gay busy throng; With gentle, yet prevailing force, Intent upon her destin'd course; Graceful and useful all she docs, Blessing and bless'd where'er she goes, Pure-bosoi'd as that wat’ry glass, And Heay'n reflected in her face.

THE

POET'S NEW-YEAR'S GIFT.

TO MRS. (NOW LADY) TIROCKNORTON.

MARIA! I have ev'ry good

For thee wish'd many a time,
Both sad and in a cheerful mood,

But never yet in rhyme.

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To wislı thee fairer is no need,

More prudent, or more sprightly,
Or more ingenious, or more freed

From temper flaws unsightly.

What favour then not yet possess'd

Can I for thee require,
In wedded love already blest,

To thy whole heart's desire ?

None here is happy but in part.

Full bliss is bliss divino :
There dwells some wish in ev'ry heart,

And doubtless one in thine.

That wish on some fair future day,

Which Fate shall brightly gild,
("Tis blameless, be it what it may,)

I wish it all fulfill'd.

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PATRON of all those luckless brains,

That, to the wrong side leaning,
Indite much metre with much pains,

And little or no meaning.

And why, since oceans, rivers, streams,

That water all the nations,
Pay tribute to thy glorious beams,

In constant exhalations;

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Why, stooping from the noon of day,

Too covetous of drink,
Apollo, hast thou stol'n away

A poet's drop of ink?

Upborne into the vicwless air,

It fioats a vapour now,
linpell’d through regions dense and rare,

By all the winds that blow.

Ordain’d, perliaps, ere summer flios,

Comiin'd withı inillious miore,
To form an Iris in the skies,

Though black and foul before.

Illustrious drop! and happy then

Beyond the liappiest lot,
Of all that ever pass'd my pen,

So soon to be forgot.

Phæbus, if such be thy design,

To place it in thy bow,
Give wit, that what is loft may shine

With equal grace below.

PAIRING TIME ANTICIPATED.

A FABLE.

I SHALL not ask Jean Jaques Rosseau, If birds contabulate or no; * It was one of the whimsical speculations of this philoso plier, that all fables, which ascribe reason and sprech 10 ani. mals, shonld be withheid froin children, as being only vehicles of cleception. But what child was ever deccived by them, or can be, against the cvidence of his senses ?

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