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Original Poetry. 



[Sept 1, 



SONNET, 



lUPPOSID TO DI WRITTEN ON THE RE- 

 TURN OF SPRING. 



"T"iS pad !— gay Flora crowns the laughing 

 fphere ; 

 No more the plains in wint'ry fadnefi 

 mourn. 

 But when for me fliall bloom the youthful 

 year, 

 Or when the dreams of infant life return ? 



Full foon, alas 1 the foft illufion fades. 

 That oft' young Fancy's heedlefs morn be- 

 guiles, 



When the dear hope of lafting blifs pervades 

 Her fairy warblings and her fyren fmlles. 



life I what pangs the feeling foul muft bear, 

 That lone and hopelefs treads thy toilfome 



way 5 

 But Virtue's hand difpels each baneful care, 

 And points, exulting, to the blifsful^ay. 

 The day, that, deftin'd to a fofter Ihore, 

 Shall prove thy forrows and thy woes no 



more. R. 



MARTIAL II. 5. 

 'DELIEVE me, old acquaintance, with de- 

 ^ light 



I'd fit and chat with you from morn tonight ; 

 But from my humble lodging to your door 

 Are two good miles, two back again make 

 four: 



1 often find you abfent when I come. 



And often, too, your man fays—" Not at 



home." 

 Two miles to fee you I would gladly trudge. 

 But four to mifs you I confefs I grudge. 



A. 



THE WISH. 



IMITATED rSOM THE lATIN OF Wit* 

 tlAM COWPER, esc^. 



" matutini rores, auraijue falubres, 

 ♦' ncmoray" &c. 



TLJGW bright the fcene by Nature's hand 

 pouitray'd, 

 Where hills and groves in wild aflemblage 

 rife ; 

 What time the Morn in rofeate veft array'd. 

 With orient luftre fills the kindling Ikies. 



Dear fcenes ! may Fate within your lov'd do- 

 mains 

 Revive the blifs I fondly prov'd of yore ; 

 In you the charms that grac'd my natal 

 plains. 

 When fird: their beauties warm'd this 

 heart, reftore. 



Here fiirin'd in /hades, as length'nlng life de- 

 cays. 

 May guardian Friendfliip crown the fylvan 

 cell ; 

 On my lone grave an artlefs tribute raife. 

 And o'er thefe alhes breathe a laft fare* 

 well. R. 



MARTIAL, L 16. 



C\ Dear companion of my youth. 



Of kindnefs prov'd, and ancient truth \ 

 Vour flxtieth year is haftening on. 

 And all the heft of life is gone : 

 To care the poor remains are due, 

 With fcarce one tranfient joy in view. 

 Grafpthen each pleafure in your power. 

 Nor let flip by one happy hour. 

 Fools only of the future borrow ; 

 He lives too late who lives to-morrow. 



A. 



ARABIAN ODE. 



BY LAURA SOPHIA TEMPLE. 



rjH gently breathe, thou Weftern Gale, 



O'er Yemen's wide and fertile vale ! 

 O'er Yemen's fhades, where tranfport dwells. 

 Where ev'ry bud with beauty fwells ; 

 Where fmiling Peace delights to rove. 

 Where laughing Echo whifpers Love. 

 Oh gently breathe, and let thy figh 

 Unc'.ofe the Vi'let's purple eye ! 

 Lif';, oh lift thy trembling wing, 

 And round the flow'r thy freflinefs fling ! 

 Brufli from its leaves, with pinion light, 

 The cold and envious dews of night ! 

 'Tis done ! its petals feek the day, 

 And hail with fweets the morning ray ! 

 Vi'let, I love thy foft perfume 

 Beyond the Tulip's gaudy bloom ! 

 Thou mindeft me of all the grace 

 That plays around my Ora's face. 

 When in the deep and verd'rous dell 

 I view thy fweet retiring bell, 

 1 feem to view her timid glance 

 Struggling with Paffion's warm romance. 

 Where Coldnefs ftrives to keep the fway. 

 And deals out hope with coy delay. 

 More tempting feem'ft</6ou, beauteous Flow'r! 

 When peeping from the forelt-bow'r,— . 

 Knijhe more lovely in mine eyes 

 When from my gaze fhe blufliing flies. 

 Yet, Flow'r, though rich thy odours flow. 

 Thou want'ft her bright voluptuous glow ! 

 Oh fay then whither fliall I feek 

 The wonders of her mantling cheek ! 

 I'll fearch the deep enflirouding grove 

 To find fome emblem of my love. 

 Oh, loit'ring Rofe ! I fpy thy blufli. 

 The em'rald leaf betrays its flufli : 

 Thou art the emblem of my Love, 

 Thou Queen of all the envious grove : 

 Thou haft hermodelty and bloom. 

 Thou haft her breath's divine perfume. 

 Here then beneath this Pine-tree's (hade 

 Will Hamet mufe upon his Maid j 

 Here will he think he views her charms, 

 While Abfence holds her from his arms ; 

 The gay pavilion will he fly. 

 And hide his care from human eye ; 

 LuH'd by the murmur of the floods. 

 And mufic of Arabian woods ; 

 And view amidft the curtain'd gloom 

 The likenefs of his Ora's bloom. 

 Augufilt 1805. 



