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And Time, who bids thy flame expire,
Will also quench yon heaven of suns!»
Till o'er her cheek she thrilling feel My sighs of fire in murmurs steal, And I shall lift the locks that flow Unbraided o'er her lids of snow, And softly kiss those sealed
eyes, And wake her into sweet surprise!
Oh then, if earth's united power
every print we leave to-day
pauses to enquire of Heaven Why were the fleeting treasures given, The
sunny days, the shady nights, And all their brief but dear delights, Which Heaven has made for man to use, And man should think it quilt to lose ? Who that has culld a weeping rose Will ask it why breathes and glows, Unmindful of the blushing ray, In which it shines its soul away; Unmindful of the scented sigh On which it dies and loves to die?
Or if she dream, oli! let her dream
Of those delights we both have known, And felt so truly, that they seem
Form'd to be felt by us alone!
Shall see her bosom warmly move,
The murmur'd sounds so dear to love!
Oh! I shall gaze till even the sigh
of bliss In that one moment waits for me! Oh sages ! -- think on joy like this,
And where 's your boast of apathy?
Pleasure! thou only good on earth!'
One little hour resign d to theeOh! by my Lais' lip, 't is worth
The sage's immortality!
And, soon as night shall close the eve
Of Heaven's young, wanderer in the west; When scers are gazing on the sky,
To find their future orbs of rest; Then shall I take my trembling way,
Unseen, but to those worlds above,
Glide to the pillow of
And sweetly did the
fill With fond device and loving, lore, And every leaf she turnd was still
More bright than that she turn'd before!
Beneath the touch of Hope, how soft,
How light the magic pencil ran! Till Fear would come, alas! as ofe,
And trembling close what Hope began.
A tear or two had dropp'd from Grief,
And Jealousy would, now and then, Ruffle in haste some snowy leaf,
Which Love had still to smooth again!
'AB18ippus considered motion as the principle of happiness, in which idea he differed from the Epicurrans, who looked to a state of repase as the only true voluptuousness, and avoided even the too lisely agitations of pleasure, as a siolent and ungraceful derangement of the senses.
: MAUPERTOTO has been still more explicit than this philospher. in ranking the pleasures of senso above the sublimest pursuits of isisdom. Speaking of the infant man, in his production, he calls bim, une nouvelle créature, qui pourra comprendre les choses les plus sublimes, et ce qui est bien au-dessus, qui pourra fouter les memes plaisirs.--Ser his venus Physique. This appears to be one of the efforts at Fontenelle's Gillantry of manner, for which the learned President is so well ridiculed in the Akadia of VOLIAIRE.
MAUTERTETA may be thought to bare borrowed from the ancient ABESTippt's that indiscriminate theory of pleasures which he has set forth in bus Essai de Philosophie Morale, and for ubich he was se very justly cond-mord.
AXINTITOS, according to L. ERTIES. buld un dia OEBEUV Te ndovny adorns, which irrational sentiment han been adeptoid by MerI$: «Tant qu'on ne considere que l'eu ! présent, tous les plaisirs sut du nième cente,» ate.ch
But, oh! there was a blooming boy,
Who often turn'd the pages o'er, And wrote therein such words of joy,
As all who read still sich'd for more!
And Pleasure was this spirit's name,
And though so soft his voice and look, Yet lupocence, whene'er lie came,
Would tremble for her spotless book!
For still she saw his playful fingers
Where blest he wooes some black Aspasia's grace, Filld with sweets and wanton toys;
And dreams of freedom in his slave's embrace!" And well she knew the stain that lingers After sweets from wanton boys!
In fancy now beneath the twilight gloom,
Come, let me lead thee o'er this modern Rome! And so it chanced, one luckless night
Where tribunes rule, where dusky Davi bow,
And what was Goose-Creek once is Tiber now!3— O'er the dear book so pure, so white,
This famed metropolis, where Fancy sees
Squares in morasses, obelisks in trees;
Which travelling fools and gazetteers adorn
With shrines unbuilt and heroes yet unborn,
Though nought but wood 4 and******** they see, For still the more the boy would sip,
Where streets should run, and sages ought to be! The deeper still the blot would sink!
And look, how soft in yonder radiant wave,
The dying sun prepares his golden grave!
Oh great Potowmac! oh you banks of shade!
You mighty scenes, in Nature's morning made,
While still, in rich magnificence of prime,
She pour'd ber wonders, lavishly sublime, And Fancy's emblems lost their glow,
Nor yet had learned to stoop, with humbler care, And Hope's sweet lines were all defaced, From grand to soft, from wonderful to fair! And Love himself could scarcely know
Say, were your towering hills, your boundless floods, What Love himself had lately traced !
Your rich savannas and majestic woods,
Wbere bards should meditate and heroes rove, At length the urchin Pleasure fled,
And woman charm and man deserve her love! (For how, alas! could Pleasure stay ?)
Oh! was a world so bright but born to grace
Its own half-organized, half-minded race 5
Of weak barbarians, swarming o'er its breast,
Like vermin gender'd on the lion's crest?
* The • black Aspasia,, of the present ********* of the United
States, inter Averaales baud ignotissima nymphas,, has given rise And though it bears some honey stains,
to much pleasantry among the anti-democrat wits in America. Yet Memory counts the leaf a treasure!
?. On the original location of the ground now allotted for the
srat of the Federal City (says Mr. Walo), the identical spot on whiels And oft, they say, she scans it o'er,
the capitel now stands was called Rome. This anecdote is related by
many as a certain procarstic of the future magnificence of this city. And oft, by this memorial aided,
whieh is to be, as it were, a second Rome. - WELD'. Travels, letter is. Brings back the pages now no more,
A little stream runs through the city, which, with intolerable And thinks of lines that long have faded !
affectation, they have styled the Tiber. It was originally called
4. To be under the necrusity of going through a deep wood for I know not if this tale be true,
one or two miles, perhape, in order to see a next-door neighbour and But thus the simple facts are stated;
in the same city, is a curious, and I believe a novel, circumstance. And I refer their truth to you,
Wele, letter is.
The Federal City (if it must be called a city) has not been much Since Love and you are near related !
increased since Mr Weld visited it. Most of the public buildin wbich were then in some degree of forwardaese, have been since utterly suspended. The Hotel is already a ruin; a great part of its roof has fallen in, and the rooms are left to be occupied gratuitously
by the miserable Scotch and Trish emigrants. The President's hous", EPISTLE VII.
a very noble structure, is by no means suited to the philosophical
humility of its present possessor, who inhabits but a corner of the TO THOMAS HUME, ESQ. M. D.
mansion himself, and abandons the rest to a state of uneleanly desolation, which those who are not philosophers cannot look at without
regret. This grand edifee is encireled by a very rude pale, through FROM THE CITY OF WASHINGTON.
which a common rostic stile introduces the visitors of the first man in
With respect to all that is within the bouse, I shall imitate ΔΙΗΓΗΣΟΜΑΙ ΔΙΗΓΗΜΑΤΑ ΙΣΩΣ ΑΠΙΣΤΑ, the prudent forbearance of Herodotus, and say, τα δε εν απορρητο. ΚΟΙΝΩΝΑ ΩΝ ΠΕΠΟΝΘΑ ΟΥΚ ΕΧΩΝ. .
The private buildings exhibit the same characterietie display of arro
gant speculation and premature ruin, and the few ranges of houses XENOPHONT. Ephes. Ephesiac. lib. v. which were begun some years ago, have remained so long waste and
sofinished, that they are now for the most part dilapidated.
The picture which Berroxan Dr Pauw have drawn of the Ame'T is evening now; the beats and cares of day
rican Indian, though very humiliating, is, as far as I can judce, much In twilight dews are calmly wept away.
more correct than the flattering representations which Mr JETTERSON The lover now, beneath the western star,
has given as. See the Notes on Virginia, where this gentleman en
deavours to disprore in general the opinion maintained so strongly Sighs through the medium of his sweet segar,
by some philosophers, that nature (as Mr JETTERSON expresses it) beAnd fills the cars of some consenting she
littles ber productions in the western world. M. DE PAow attributes With puffs and vows, with smoke and constancy!
the imperfections of animal life in America to the ravages of a very The weary statesman for repose hath fled
recent deluge, from whose effects upon its soil and atmosphere it has
not yet sufficiently recovered. - See bis Recherches sur les Americains, From halls of council to his negro's shed,
part. i. tom. I. p. 103.
Were pone but brutes to call that soil their home, While I, as oft, in witching thought shall rove
Her freedom spreads, unfeverd and serene;
Where sovereign man can condescend to see
The throne and laws more sovereign still thau lie!
1801. The sculptured image of that veteran chief, Who lost the rebel's in the bero's name,
My love and I, the other day, And stepp'd o'er prostrate loyalty to fame;
Within a myrtle arbour lay, Beneath whose sword Columbia's patriot train
When near us from a rosy bed, Cast off their monarch, that their mob might reign!
A little snake put forth its head,
See,» said the maid, with laughing eyesHow shall we rank thee upon Glory's page?
« Yonder the fatal emblem lies! Thou more than soldier and just less than sage! Too form'd for peace to act a conqueror's part,
Who could expect such lidden harm
Beneath the rose's velvet charm?»
Never did moral thought occur
In more unlucky hour than this;
For oh! I just was leading her.
To talk of love and think of bliss.
I rose to kill the spake, but she
In pity pray'd, it might not be.
« No,» said the girl-and many a spark Less prompt at glory's than at duty's claim,
Flaslid from her eyelid, as she said ilRenown the meed, but self-applause the aim;
«I'nder the rose, or in the dark, All thou hast been reflects less fame on thee,
One might, perhaps, have cause to dread it; Far less, than all thou hast forborne to be!
But when its wicked cyes appear,
And when we know for what they wink so,
To let it sting one-don't you think so?
WRITTEN ON LEAVING PHILADELPHIA.
την δε την πολιν φιλως One pulse that beats more proudly than the rest,
Ειπαν επαξια γαρ. With honest scorn for that inglorious soul
Sophocl. OEdip. Colon. v.758. Which creeps and winds beneath a moli's control, Which courts the rabble's smile, the rabble's nod, And makes, like Egypt, every beast its god!
Alone by the Schuylkill a wanderer roved,
And bright were its flowery banks to his eye;
But far, very far were the friends that he loved,
And he gazed on its flowery banks with a sigh! But oli! full oft in magir dreams of heart,
Oh Nature! though blessed and bright are thy rays, Thus let is mert, and mingle converse dear
O'er the brow of creation enchantingly thrown, By Thames at home, or by Potowmac here!
Yet faint are they all to the lustre that plays O'er like and marsh, through fevers and through fogs,
In a smile from the heart that is dearly our own! Midst bears and vankees, democrats and frogs, Tliv foot shall follow me, thy heart anıl eyes
become indeed to generally the characteristic of their countrymen. Withine shall wonder, and with me despise!?
But there is another cause of the corruption of private morals, shes, Nor long did the soul of the stranger remain
encouraged as it is by the government, and identified with the sters * On a small hill near the capitol, there is to be an equestrian statue
of the community, seems to threaten the decar of all honest princik of General Washington.
in America I allude to those fraudulent violations of neutrality to 1 In the forment which the French rosolarinn escital imong the
which they are indebted for ibe most lucrative part of their commerce, democrats of America, and the licentius simpatbe with which they
and by which they bave so long infringed and counteracted the bar shared in ilewildest erresororfjarobimsm, we may find ne source of
time rights and advantages of this country. This unwarrantable irse that rulers of rice, that hendlies to all the fracre of life, which
is necessarily aloited by such assalem of collusion, imposture, asd distinguishes the present de mageurs of the Conted stules, and bas perjury, is cm laille spread nipid contamination aroand it
Sparkled with starry dew,
At Nature's dawning hour,
From eastern isles fame!
(Where they have bathed them in the orient ray,
And with fine fragrance all their bosoms filla),
A liquid day-break o'er the board distilld!
All, all was luxury! If woman be there, there is happiness too!
All must be luxury, where Lyaus smiles' Nor did she her enamouring magic deny,
His locks divine That magic his heart had relinquish'd so long,
With a bright meteor-braid,
Shot into brilliant leafy shapes,
And o'er his brow in lambent tendrils play'd!
Like lucid grapes,
Culld from the gardens of the galaxy!
l'pon his bosom Cytherea's head
Her beauty's dawn,
Reveal'd her sleeping in its azure bed.
The captive deity
Languish'd upon her eyes and lip,
In chains of ecstacy!
Now in his arm,
Jo blushes she reposed, When the immortals at their banquet lay;
And, while her zone resign'd its every charm,
To shade his burning eyes her hand in dalliance stole, • Though I call this a Dithyrambic Ode, I cannot presume to say And now she raised her rosy mouth to sip that it possesses, in any degree, the characteristics of that species of
The nectar'd wave portry. The nature of the ancient Dithyrambic is very imperfectly
Lyæus gave, koosn. According to M. Benette, a licentious irregularity of metre, an extravagant restarih of thought and expression, and a rude em- And from ber eyelids, gently closed, barrassed construction, are among its most distinguishing features, Shed a dissolving gleam, He adds, . Ces caractères des detyrambes se font sentir à ceux qui Which fell, like sun-dew, in the bowl! Inent attentivement les Odes de Pindare..-Mémoires de l'Acad.
While her bright hair, in mazy flow vol. 1, p. 396. And the same opinion may be collected from Scenior's Dissertation upon the subject. But I think, if the Dithyrambics of
Of gold descending Piodar were in our possession, we should find that, however wild and Along her cheek's luxurious glow, fapeiful, they were by no means the tasteless jargon they are repre- Waved o'er the goblet's side, seated, and that even their irregularity was what BOILExt calls « un
And was reflected by its crystal tide berg désordre.. Chines, who has been styled the Pindar of Italy, and from whom all its poetry upon the Greek model was called Chia
Like a sweet crocus flower, breresco (as CRESCI RESI informs us, lib. i. cap. 12), has given, Whose sunny leaves, at evening hour, amongst bis Vendemmie, a Dithyrambie, « all'uso de' Grecis, it is
With roses of Cyrene blending," full of these compound epithets which, we are told, were a chief character of the style (συνθετους δε λεξεις εποιουν. SuiD.
Hang o'er the mirror of a silver stream!
The Olympian cup
Burn'd in the hands Bat I cannot suppose that Pindar, eren amidst all the license of dr- "This is a Platonic faney; the philosopher supposes, in his Timaus i byrambics, would ever bave descended to ballad-language like the that, when the Deity had formed the soul of the world, he proceeded following:
to the composition of other souls: in which process, says Plato, he Bella Filli, e bella Clori
made use of the same eup, though the ingredients be mingled were Non piu dar pregio a tue bellezze e taei,
not quite so pure as for the former and baving refined the mixture Che se Bacro fa versi alle mie labbra
with a little ef bis osa essence, be distributed is among the stars, Fo le fche a vostri baci.
ssbicka served as reservoirs of the fluid. Taut ALT+ ** Tanay esser vorrei Coppier,
επι τον προτερον κρατήρα ενώ την του παντος ψυχην Es troppo desiro
*SPANTUs ejiog!, *.T.A. Deh fossi io Bottiglier.
* We learn from TREOPHRASTes, that the roses of Cyrene were Rime del CRIARERA, part
particularly fragrant. Ευοσμοτατα τα δε τα εν Κυρηνη ροδα.
Of dimpled Hebe, as she wing'd her feet
Wafted the robe whose sacred flow
Shadow'd her kindling charms of snow,
Pure, as an Eleusinian veil
Hangs o'er the mysteries!
*the brow of Juno flushdFlamed o'er the goblet with a mantling heat,
Love bless'd the breeze!
The Muses blush'd.
And every cheek was hid behind a lyre, In gelid waves of snowy-feather'd air,
While every eye was glancing through the strings. Such as the children of the pole respire,
Drops of ethereal dew,
That burning gush'd,
From Hebe's pearly fingers through the sky!
Who was the spirit that remember'd Man
Ju that voluptuous lour ?
And with a wing of Love
Brush'd off your scatter'd tears,
As o'er the spangled heaven they ran,
And sent them floating to our orb below??
Essence of immortality!
Fell glowing through the spheres,
While all around, new tints of bliss,
New perfumes of delight,
Enrich'd its radiant flow!
Now, with a humid kiss,
It thrill'd along the beamy wire
Of heaven's illumined lyre, 3
Stealing the soul of music in its flight!
And now, amid the breezes bland Or, as in temples of the Paphian shade,
That whisper from the planets as they roll, The myrıled votaries of the queen behold
The bright libation, softly faond
By all their siglas, meandering stole!
They who, from Atlas' height,
Beheld the rill of flame
Descending through the waste of night,
Thought 't was a planet whose stupendous frame Its spirit with the breathing rings
Had kindled as it rapidly revolved
Around its fervid axle, and dissolved
luto a food so bright! (Oh wanton wind!)
The child of day, ' Heraclius (Physir u*) held the soul to be a spark of thic stellar
Within his twilight bower,
Lay sweetly sleeping lib, i. cap. 14.
On the tlustid bosom of a lotos-flower ;' ? The country of the Hyperboreans; they were supposed to be placed so far porth that the north wind could not affect them; they
The arcane symbols of this ceremony were deposited in the risua. lived longer than any other mortals; passed their whole time in music
is here tbey lay religiously concealed froin the eyes of the prolaze. and dancing, etc. etc. Bat the most extravagant fiction latest of
an ass; and heart them is that to which the two lines preceding allude. It was imagined They were generally carried in the procession by
the proverb, which one may so often apply in the world, asinas por that instead of our yulgar atmosphere, the Hyperboreans brestbed
tat mysteria.•-See the Divine Legation, book ii, sext, 4. nothing but feathers! Arcording to HERODOTUS and Pury, this idea
? Jn iho Geoponica, lib. ii. cap. 19. there is a fable some bar like was suggested by the quantity of snow which wis observed to call in
this descent of the nectar to earih. Ev oupaya Toy Sim those regions, thus the former: Ta áv TTECER EVXGZONTASTNY
ευωχουμενων, και του νεκταρος πολλου παρακείμενο, χιονα τους Σκυθας τε και τους περιοικους δοκεα nege18.-Hrnodos. libiv. cap. 31. Oviv tells the table otherwise, 272 TaipTNOU KOBELCL Toy Ep@ttu tol JUTTUTHI T5 See Metamorph. lib. 15.
πτερα του κρατηρος την βασιν, και περιτρεψαι με Mr O Halloran, and some other Trisha Antiquarians, baro been at
αυτον το δε νεκταρ εις την γην εκχυθεν, κ. τ. λ.great expense of learning to prove that the strange country, there
Sce Autor. de Re Rust. eddie Cantab, "poj they took sow for feathers, was Ireland, and that the famous Abaris
1 The constellation Lyra. The astrologers attribute great virters was an Irish Druid, Mr Rowland, however, will have it, that Abaris to this sign in ascendenti, which are enumerated by Pontare,
Uruniu $$$ Welshmaan, and that his name is only a corruption of Ap Rees! II believe it is SPRVU A who mention this unlucky trip which Heba
Ecce novern cum pectine chordas made in her hccupation of cupbarer, and that in tells it after
Emodulans, mulce que noso vaga sidera cantu bum: «Curn Hebe pocula Jori ministrans, perque labrum minus
Qapir nascentumu animæ concordia ducunt cute incrdens, creidissri, revolutisque veanbuss-in shore, she fell in
Pectura, etc. a very awkward manner, and though (15 the Encyclopedistes think) would have amused Jornal aos other tine, ilir bappened to
4 The Feyptians represented the down of day by a young be out of temper vn that day, the poor dit was dismissed from her
seated upon a lotos. Ειτε Αιγυπτους εαρακας α, ** emplismeor.
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