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Where late we thoughtless stray'd; 'Twas not for us, whom Heaven intends To be no more than simple friends,

Such lonely walks were made, That little bay where, winding in From Ocean's rude and angry din

(As lovers steal to bliss), The billows kiss the shore, and then Flow calmly to the deep again,

As though they did not kiss !
Remember, o'er its circling flood
lo what a dangerous dream we stood-

The silent sea before us,
Around us, all the gloom of grove,
That e'er was spread for guilt or love,

No eye but Nature's o'er us!
I saw you blash, you felt me tremble,
In vain would formal art dissemble

All that we wish'd and thought; Twas more than tongue could dare reveal, 'Twas more than virtue ought to feel,

But all that passion ought!
I stoop'd to cull, with faltering hand,
A shell that, on the golden sand,

Before us faintly gleam'd;
I raised it to your lips of dew,

You kiss'd the shell, I kissd it too---
Good Heaven ! how sweet it seemd !

With smiling eyes, that little thought

How fatal were the beams they threw, My trembling hands you lighty caught,

And round me, like a spirit, flew, Heedless of all, I wildly turnd,

My soul forgot--nor, oh! condemn, That when such eyes before me burnd,

My soul forgot all eyes but them! I dared to speak in sobs of bliss,

Rapture of every thought bereft me, I would have clasp'd you-oh, even this!-

But, with a bound, you blushing left me. Forget, forget that night's offence,

Forgive it, if, alas! you can; I was love, 't was passion-soul and sense

"T was all the best and worst of man! That moment did the mingled eyes

Of heaven and earth my madness view, I should have seen, through earth and skies,

But you alone, but only you! Did not a frown from you reprove,

Myriads of eyes to me were none; I should have-oh, my only love!

My life! what should I not have done?

Oh! trust me,'t was a place, an hour, The worst that e'er temptation's power

Could tangle me or you in! Sweet Nea! let us roam no more Along that wild and lonely shore,

Such walks will be our ruin!

A DREAM OF ANTIQUITY. I just had turn'd the classic page,

And traced that happy period over, When love could warm the proudest sage,

And wisdom grace the tenderest lover! Before I laid me down to sleep,

Upon the bank awhile I stood,
And saw the vestal planet weep

Her tears of light on Ariel's flood.
My heart was full of Fancy's dream,
And, as I watch'd the playful stream,
Entangling in its net of smiles
So fair a group of elfin isles,
I felt as if the scenery there

Were lighted by a Grecian sky-
As if I breathed the blissful air

That yet was warm with Sappho's sigh!

You read it in my languid eyes,

And there alone should love be read; You hear me say it all in sighs,

And thus alone should love be said. Then dread no more; I will not speak;

Although my heart 10 anguish thrill, I'll spare the burning of your cheek,

And look it all in silence still! Heard you the wish I dared to name,

To murmur on that luckless night, When passion broke the bonds of shame,

And love grew madness in your sight? Divinely through the graceful dance,

You seem'd to float in silent song, Bending to earth that beamy glance,

As if to light your steps along! Oh! how could others dare to touch

That hallow'd form with hand so free, When but to look was bliss too much,

Too rare for all but leaven and me!

And now the downy hand of rest
Her signet on my eyes imprest,
And still the bright and balmy spell,
Like star-dew, o'er my fancy fell!
I thought that, all enrapt, I stray'd
Through that serene luxurious shade,'
Where Epicurus taught the Loves

To polish Virtue's native brightness,
Just as the beak of playful doves

Can give to pearls a smoother whiteness! »

+ Gister thinks that the gardens which Pausanias mentions, in his first Book, we e those of Epieurus; and $10 188 says, in his Antiquities of Athens, Near this conveat (the conveat of Hagios Assomatos) is the place called at present Kepoi, or the Gardens; and Ampelos Kepos, or the Vineyard Garden; these were probably the Gardens which Pausanias risited.. Chap. ii, vol. 1.

* This method of polishing pearls, by leaving them awhile to be played sit by dores, is mentioned by the fanciful CARPANes, de Rerum Varietat. hb. vii, cap. 34.

'T was one of those delicious nights

So common in the climes of Greece,
When day withdraws but half its lights,

And all is moonshine, balm, and peace!
And thou wert there, my own beloved !
And dearly by thy side I roved
Through many a temple's reverend gloom,
And many a bower's seductive bloom,
Where beauty blush'd and wisdom taught,
Where lovers sigh'd and sages thought,
Where hearts might feel or heads discern,

And all was form d to soothe or move,
To make the dullest love to learn,

To make the coldest learn to love!

And showing limbs, as loth to show,

Through many a thin Tarentian fold,'
Glided along the festal ring
With vases, all respiring spring,
Where roses lay, io langour breathing,
And the young bee-grape, 2 round them wreathing,
Hung on their blushes warm and meek,
Like curls upon a rosy check!

Oh, Nea! why did morning break

The spell that so divinely bound me?
Why did I wake? how could I wake,

With thee my own and Heaven around me!

And now the fairy pathway scem d

Well- peace to thy heart, though another's it be, To lead us through enchanted ground,

And health to thy check, though it bloom not for me! Where all that bard has ever dream'd

To-morrow, I sail for those cinnamon groves, Of love or luxury bloom'd around!

Where nightly the ghost of the Carribee roves, Oh! 't was a bright bewildering scene

Aud, far from thine eye, oh! perhaps, I may yet Along the alley's deepening green,

Its seduction forgive and its splendour forget! Soft lamps, that hung like burning flowers, Farewell to Bermuda,3 and long may the bloom And scented and illumed the bowers,

Of the lemon and myrtle its valleys perfume; Seem'd, as to him, who darkling roves

May spring to eternity hallow the shade, Amid the lone Hercynian groves,

Where Ariel has warbled and Walleri has stray'd! Appear the countless birds of light,

And thou--when, at dawn, thou shalt happen to roam That sparkle in the leaves at night,

Through the lime-cover'd alley that leads to thy home, And from their wings diffuse a ray

Where oft, when the dance and the revel were done, Along the traveller's weary way!'

And the stars were beginning to fade in the sun, "T was light of that mysterious kind,

I have led thee along, and have told by the way Through which the soul is doomd to roam What my heart all the night had been burning to say, When it has left this world behind,

Oh! think of the past-give a sigh to those times, And gone to seek its heavenly home!

And a blessing for me to that alley of limes! And, Nea, thou didst look and move,

Like any bloomin; soul of bliss,
That wanders to its home above

If I were yonder wave, my dear,
Through mild and shadowy light like this !

And thou the isle it clasps around,

I would not let a foot come near
But now, methought, we stole along

My land of bliss, my fairy ground!
Through halls of more voluptuous glory
Than ever lived in Teian song,

If I were yonder couch of gold,
Or wanton'd in Milesian story!2

And thou the pearl within it placed,
And nymphs were there, whose very eyes

I would not let au eye behold
Seem'd almost to exhale in sighs;

The sacred gem my arms embraced!
Whose every little ringlet thrilld,
As if with soul and passion filla!

πεδα. Θαιδος και Αριςαγορας και Λαιδος φαρμακα. . Some flew, with amber cups, around,

Painostaat. epist. al. Lucrasero tells of the Of X10191 do&XCITIS.

See his Amores, where he describes the dressing-room of Gieruss Shedding the tlowery wines of Crete, 3

lady, and we find the silver vase,. the rouge, the tooth-powder, And, as they pass'd with youthful bound,

and all the mystic order of a modern toilet.
slione beneath their fert!

Ταραντινιδιον, διαφανες ενδυμα, ωνομασμενος από While others, waving arms of snow

της Ταραντινων χρησιας και τρυφης.-Pollur. Entwined by snakes of burnishid gold,5

Apiana, mentioned by Prinr,lib, xis, and now called the Mer

Cutell (a mustarum telis),says PANCIROLLUS, book i. sect. 1. chap. . " In Nereynio Germanie saltu inusitata genera alitum accepimus, moods. See the commentatora ou tbe sords a still-sex'd Bermeotrs.

* The inhabitants pronounce the name as if it were written Berquaruin pluma, igoium modo, colluceant notibus. Plin. lib. i.

in the Tempes. - I wonder it did not occur to some of those alle cap. 47 * Tbe Milesiacs, or Milesian fables, had their origin in Miletus, a

reading gentlemen that, possibly, the discoverer of this island of

hange and devils, might have been no less a personage thaa tbe great luxurious tosin of lonia. Anatides was the must clelrated author

John Bermudez, ubo, about the same period (the beginning of the of these licentious t1ons. See PLOTARCA (in Crasso), who calls

sixteenth cultury), was sent Patriarch of the Latin Church to Eubiopad, i them axon451 6.608.

and hus lift us most wonderful stories of the Amazons and the 1. Some of the Cretan wears, which Aubeamus valls orvos av766-Colina slici bir encountereil. - Travels of the Jesuits, vol. .. pids, from their fragrancy resembling that of the finest flowers, .

afraid, hotseter, it would take the Patriarch ratber too much at of Burnt on 1'ines, chap. vii,

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4 It appears that, ia very splendid mansions, the floor or pavement 4 Jonson does not think that Waller was ever at Bermuda : bet was frequently of onyx. Thus MARTIAL: • Calcatusyu tuo sub pede ver Accouenie ophe European Serelements in America aflirms 16.4 loirt ons - Epig. 50. lib. xii.

bidently. (Vol. i) I mention this work, however, less for its is s Bracelets of ibis shape were a fasourite ornament among the thority, than for the pleasure I feel in quoting an unacknosledged onen od antiquity. Oi (TIX ACTION 00416 Xt di X Fueno production of the great Edmund Burke.

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But then thy breath!--not all the fire

That lights the lone Semenda's' death In eastern climes, could e'er respire

An odour like thy dulcet breath!
I pray thee, on those lips of thine

To wear this rosy leaf for me,
And breathe of something not divine,

Since nothing human breathes of thee! All other charms of thine I meet

In nature, but thy sigh alone; Then take, oh! take, though not so sweet,

The breath of roses for thine own!

How sweet to behold him when, borne on the gale,

And brightening the bosom of morn,
He flings, like the priest of Diana, a veil

O'er the brow of each virginal thorn!
Yet think not the veil he so chillingly casts

Is the veil of a vestal severe;
No, no--thou wilt see what a moment it lasts,

Should the Snow-Spirit ever come here!
But fly to his region--lay open thy zone,

And he'll weep all his brilliancy dim,
To think that a bosom, as white as his own,

Should not melt in the day-beam like him!
Oh! lovely the print of those delicate feet

O'er his luminous path will appearFly! my beloved! this island is sweet,

But the Snow-Spirit cannot come here!

So while I walk the flowery grove,

The bud that gives, through morning dew, The lustre of the lips I love,

May seem to give their perfume too!

Ενταύθα δε καθορμισται ημιν, και ό, τι μεν ονομα

τη νηση ουκ οιδα χρυση δ' αν προς γε εμου ονομαζοντο. .

Puilostrat. Icon. 17. lib. 2.

The first ambrosial child of bliss

That Psyche to her bosom pressd,
Was not a brighter babe than this,

Nor blush'd upon a lovelier breast!
His little snow-white fingers, straying

Along her lip's luxuriant tlower,
Look'd like a flight of ring-doves playing,

Silvery through a roseate bower!
And when, to sbade the playful boy,

Her dark hair fell, in mazes bricht, Referunt tamen quidam in interiore India arem esse, nomine bemendam, etc. Cantan. 10 de Subtilitat, Casas SCALIG ER seems to think Semenda but anotber name for the Phoenix, Exercitat. 233.

I stole along the flowery bank,
While many a bending sea-grape drank
The sprinkle of the feathery oar
That wing'd me round this fairy shore!
"T was noon; and every orange bud
Hung languid o'er the crystal flood,

' The sea-side or mangrove grape, a native of the West ladies.

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As if 't were done in rapture s mini,

Thou ne'er hast bid a ringlet shine,
And Love himself had stamp'd the form

Nor given thy locks one graceful twine,

Which I remember not
Oh, Nea! Nea! where wert thou '
In pity fly not thus from me

There never yrt a murmur fell
Thou art my life, my essence now,

From that beguiliog tongue,
And my soul dies of wanting thee'


Which did not, with a lingering spell,
I'pou my charmed senses dwell,

Like something leaven had sung'

1 BEHOLD, my love, the curions gem

Ah! that I could, at once, forget
Within this simple ring of gold;

All, all that haunts me so"T is hallow'd by the touch of them

And yet, thou witching girl!—and yet,
Who lived in classic hours of old.

To die were sweeter, than to let

The loved remembrance go!
Some fair Athenian girl, perhaps,
Upon her hand this gem display d,

No, if this slighted heart must set
For thought that time's eternal lapse

Its faithful pulse decay,
Should see it grace a lovelier maid'

Oh! let it die, remembering thee,

And, like the burnt aroma, be
Look, darling, what a sweet design!

Consumed in sweets away!
The more we gaze, it charms the more
Come,-closer bring that cheek to mine,
And trace with me its beauties o'er.

Thou seest, it is a simple youth

By some enamour'd nymph embraced
Look, Nea, love! and say, in sooth,

Is not her hand most dearly placed ?


«Tae daylight is gone, but, before we depart, Upon his curled head behind

One cup shall go round to the friend of my heart,
It seems in careless play to lie.'
Yet presses gently, half inclined

• PINTEtox has said that a good instory and description of the To bring his lip of nectar nigh'

Bermudas might afford a pleasng addition to the geograpincal libra. ry, but there certainly are not materials for such a work. The island,

since the time of its discovery, bas experienced so very few vicissi Oh happy maid! too happy boy!

tudes, the people have been so indoleat, and their trade so limited, The one so fond and faintly loth,

that there is but liule which the Instorian could amplify into imThe other yielding slow to joy

portance; and, with respect to the natural productens of the coun.

try, the few which the inhabitants can be induced to caluvate, are so Oh, rare indeed, but blissful both'

common in the West Indies, that they have been deenbed by every

naturalist who has written any account of those slaads. Imagine, love, that I am he,

It is often asserted by the trans-atlantic politvans, that this little And just as warm as he is chilling,

colony deserves more attention from the mother country than re

ceives, and certainly possesses advantages of situation, to which we Imagine too that thou art she,

should not be long insensible if it were once in the hands of an But quite as cold as she is willing


I was told by a celebrated friend of Washington, at New

York, that they had formed a plan for its captare, towards the conSo may we try the graceful way

clusion of the American War; • with the intention (as he expressed

himself) of making it a nest of hornets for the annoyance of British In which their gentle arms are twined

trade in that part of the world. And there is no doubt, it lies so And thus, like her, my hand I lay

fairly in the track to the West Indies, that an enemy might with ease l'pon thy wreathed hair behind

convert it into a very barrassing impediment.

The plan of Bishop Berkeley for a college at Bermuda, where

American savages might be (oaverted and educated, thoagh conAnd thus I feel thee breathing sweet,

carred in by the government of the day, was a wild and useless speAs slow to mine thy head I move;

calation. Mr Hamilton, who was governor of the island some years And thus our lips together ineel,

siner, proposed, if I mistake not, sbe establishment of a marine And-thus I kiss thee-oh, my love!

academy for the instruction of those children of West Iadians, who might be intended for any nautical employment. This was a more rational idea, and for something of this nature the island is admirably

calculated. But the plan should be much more extensive, and emAsaruto !IK472V, ÓTI UTONU Perov su Qf41V . brace a general stem of education, which would entirely remove the ARISTOT. Rhetor. lib. iii. cap. 4. alternative in which the colonists are involved at present, of either

sending their sons to England for instruction, or entrusting them to

colleges in the States of America, where ideas by no means favourable There's not a look, a word of thine

to Great Britain are very sedulously inculated. My soul hath e'er forgot;

The womea of Bermuda, though not generally bandsome, have an

affectionate langour in their look and manner, which is always inSomewhat like the symplegma of Capid and Psyrke at Florence, teresting What the French imply by their eprehet aimante seems in stich the position of Pysbe's band is haely espressive of aflete very much the character of the young Bermudian girls-tbat predisusa. . See the Museum Florentinus, tom. 1. tab, 43, 44. I know of position to loring, which, witbout being awakened by any partialar very few subjects in which poetry could be more interestingly em-object, diffuses itself through the general manner in a tope of toa

derness that never fails to lasciaate. The men of the island, I conployed, than in illustrating some of the ancient statues and gems,

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