589 ANN0AL REGISTER, 1805, 



THE CAPTIVE. 



FROM THE SAME. 



" "C'ORBEAR! forbear!" Compassion cry'd ; 



A "Nor treat with cold iosulting pride 



" The Captive in thy pow'r. 

 *' Behold her form, in beauty gay ; 

 *' Nor, in thy cruel, thoughtless play, 



" Abridge her little hour. 



" Poor trembling insect ! easy caught ! 

 *' How distant, in fhy simple thought, 



" The danger when most near ! 

 " Perhaps on Clytie's golden breast 

 " Thou sought for safety — hop'd for rest ; 



*' And sorrow found thee there! 



*' The muse shall mourn thy hapless fate ; 

 " For love can torture more than hate, 



" And will — because he may. 

 *' O may some star propitious beam, 

 " And save thee from the dire extreme, 



" Speeding thy flight away !" 



THE OCEAN. 



IVritten at Scarborough, in the Summer of 1805. 



FROM POEMS BT JAMES MONTGOMERY. 



ALL hail io the ruins,* the rocks and the shores! 

 Thou wide-rolling ocean, all hail ! 

 Now brilliant with sun-beams, and dimpled with oars. 

 Now dark with the fresh-blowing gale, 

 While soft o'er thy bosom the cloud-shadows sail, 

 And the silver-wing'd sea-fowl on high, 

 Like meteors bespangle the sky. 

 Or dive in the gulph, or triumphantly ride, 

 Like foam on the surges, the swans of the tide. 



From the tumult and smoke of the city set free, 

 With eager and awful delight, 



From 



* Scarborough Castle. 



