^g.iii pettier. 2gT 



In myftic dance, your fwains to hand 



The opening fcene to Hymen's band : 



Sweetly fmiling, ever gay. 



Like the fragrant flowers in May ; 



Or on the verdant turf to rove. 



And fafcinate poor hearts with love. "" 



Tell me, ye Gods, why thus you teaze , 



Deluded youths, who wifh to pleafe ? 



As fair as Eve, as Gloe kuid : 



If fuch a one, 1 ftUl could find. 



How happy time would glide away. 



And every month would be a May. 



The cot thus bleft in humble ftate, 



I'd envy not the rich or great. ALEx;^. 



Hibernia. 



In ages part, when war and fiercenefs join'd 

 To blunt the native feelings of the mind; 

 Hibernia's rugged fons, in martial ftrife. 

 With favage fury fpent the ftream of life. 

 Long, very long, the drooping mother fighed, — 

 And frowning, on her brealt, in liberty they died I 

 But meliorating time l 



Sent forth fenfations more fublime ; 

 Taught them to drop the tender tear,. 

 And banilh from their grafp the murd'rous fpear! 

 Combining commerce fpread her fecial fail — 

 Improvement gently flow'd from every gale — 

 To lawlefs rapine now no more they range. — 

 The happy parent feels the polifli'd change, 

 Which oft thy arts, O peace I confpire to give. — 

 Arid, fmiling, no.w in liberty they live. 



M. G, 



