1 79-"^ poetry. 139 



grove of hyacinths. The author evidently means to siy, 'While fro:n 

 yonder disiant grovc> the azure gle;im of nodding hyacinrhs, sesms like 

 th' expanse of a thin v.ipo-r.' This ambiguity would be removed by 

 placing a comma at'cer tiie word grove. 



The following words require to be reconsidered : Influence, 1. 199 — 

 T.-i;toI, 1. 189 — liken, Jiot in its true sense, 1. 206 — deiga in-.part 1. 243 

 — testifies, 1. 247 — downed, 1. 295, coining words is a bad employment for 

 a po:t, — memoi-y, 1. 2^9. 



The author is much too free In elisions, which gives a harfhnefs to mj- 

 ny of his lin- s tfiat are unplaas'ng. By a little pains, this small blen;ii!h 

 may be avoided in a future edition. 



THE PEACOCK AND THE DOVE, A FABLE. . 

 For the Bee. 



A GAUDY peacock swell'd with pride, 



Invites, to dine, a turtle dove ; 

 But could not's ostentation hide, 



Before the little bird of love. 



The gilded fowl with eye alkance. 



Struts round the tender hearted mate, 

 Artd n.iw and ttien the scornful glance, 



Inferr'J the dift"'rence of their state. 



With Ihining crest, erected high. 



In haughty stile the dove addrest; 

 •' See how my varying train does fly ^ 



" See with what robes my person's dre5^. 



" The giy parterre thou seest around, 



" The verdant mead, the flow'ry vale ; 

 " 'Tis mine a'.l that extensive bound, 



" And here I screen me from the gale." 



Shock'd with his pride, and screeching voice,. 



Though all things round were rich and gay j 

 Tiie turtle could not praise his choice. 



But stvetch'd her wings and flew away. 



S-unn'd with the little lover's fl'ght. 



He call'd her b.ick, but all in Viln; . 

 K'or could his weiJth, nor colours bright, 



Bring back the turtle dove ag lin. 



She wing'4 her flight up to her nest, 



Whe;e enters r.tither pride nor strifej . 

 LulI'd on her hu.'b ind's chearlng breast, 



In sweet co ;tt.iun;nt pafses life. 



Moral. 

 T.-ik*; rorc, Oh pride ' — Thy haighty frown 



Ej h g n'rc u, soul drives from tny hali ; 

 The so.ial'blifs to thee unknown, 



Loe, 0;: to humbler merit fall. M. 



