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ORELGIN AL » POE‘ ER seein a 
ODE TU SOLITUDE. ‘ 
FAR from Ambition’s felfith train, . 
Wher- Avarice rules the bufy day, 
And patient Fully “ hugs his chain,” 
Enilav’d by Cuftom’s ruthlefs fway, 
Lead me, calm fpirit! to fome frill retreat, 
Where € silence fhares w ith thee the ne 
mcad, 
- Save when at diftance heard, in cadence fweet, 
The village minftrel tunes his fample reed. 
‘There, free fiom cares, from. jarring. paflions 
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I ftrike the lyre, {weet Solitude! to 
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When crient Morn, in blufhing g pride, 
Profufely fheds the ¢lift’ning dew, 
Oft let mé&elimb the mountain’s fide, 
And raptur’d mark the varied Yew 
When Noon dire&s on earth his parc hing ta 
Then let me find the cool, th e peaceful fhade, 
¥Form’d by embow’ring oaks, in firm array, 
O’er forme {mall flream that ruitles through 
the glade. z 
Thither let Fancy lead her ean and, 
And o’er 2 BY fenfes wave | her foul-entrancing 
and. f 
a when at eve th 
Winds fowly thro’ the dufky 
Penfive Vll feek the rural cell, 
-}Or "midft the gloom 3 in Gience rove : 
And when from village fpire the folemn toll 
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Yields its fad tribute to the breatblefs cia 
As calm Reflection fteais upon my ful i, 
The tear unmark’d fhall take its filent way 
And mournful oft 11] cull the violet’ s see) By 
Heave the fad foothing figh, and dr 
cold tomb. 
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When Midnight fpreads her blackeft re ri 
And Pao; in fulfen mitts the fky 
When Terror rales the filent giobe, 
Aad phantoms mock the f-2rful eye; 
Parent of ali! whofe voice the winds obey, 
The raving ocean, and the black’ning ttorm, 
Vet oop to cnide the ip2trow on his ways 
And thed@’it thy, mercy on the frogeting 
Worm E 
To thee, great God! to thee my voice [il 
= raiie = 
‘Trembling Fl firike the 1 lyre, and hymn thy 
boundlefs praife, 



Nori. bs er A. 
+ SSS - 
Bee 1G a. AS 
MARTIAL, Book vin. Epig. 35. 
art cum fitis les, parefque vita, 
~*Uxor pe peflzmus maritus, 
Miror, non bene convenire yobis ! 
TRANSLATED. 
. « . - rc nad 
Paird in wedlack, paid . ae; 
Hufband, fuited to thy wife : 
Worthiefs thou, and worthlefs fhe ; 
Strange itis ye can’t agree ! 
Ba: chney, Tuie x 6,.1796, G. W. 
IRREGULAR STANZAS UPON THE 
DEATH OF A.YGUNG LADY. ° 1 
T is vain | and her a has fled ;- 
Matilda has funk imjthe tomb ; : 
The ‘beauty of Nature liesymix’d with the dead: _ 
Alas! how fevere is the doom. 
Asa ay that blows in the vale, 
That f{prings to perfection, and dies ; 
She bloom’d, and then fick’ned—but hall we 
bewail ? 
The grave cf the pute is the path to the 
ices 
The vi&im of woe and defpair, 
Her foul now delights m its ret; 
And roving with blifs thro’ the regions of air, 
Unites in the fongs-of the bleft. 
Fuly 29, 1796. be < 
—— he 
E PE Th Ae 
ON MRS. RAINEY,OF GREENVILLE, COUNTY 
é ©F DOWNE, IRELAND. 
« By Dr: Drennan. 
DEE 
E ‘light of Memory, ftruggling thro’ the 
® gloom, 
Awzekes to life the tenant of this tomb; 
@ Reftores each mild, majeftic mation grace, 
Dweils on the form, and lingers on thie face ; 
In ftrong celufion waits to hear her fpeak, 
And {ees the bloom juft mantling o’er the check, 
Her mind recals the varied lovelinets, 
The power to warm, to harmonize, to blets ; 
The tranquil conftancy in ating right, 
aa the fine fenfe of a Gelight; 
x break by duty warm’d, by y goutinefs grac’d, 
wl hile round it play’d the lambent fizrre of 
tafte, ? 
Hers, every charm,that could in courts prevail, 
Her charm and choice to fteai along the vale. 
Hers, the full fweetnefs or comeitic life, 
The friend, the daughter, mother, wife. 
meoit my foul de- 

ght 
The wie—G thou w 
fires, 
Ia whom T liv 
pires ! 
In vain dees Memory pierce this mortal gloom : 
Thy hufband fees, and only fees—the tumb. 
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7d, with whom my blifs ,ex- 

E TAS 
UPON THE LOSS OF A FRIEND, 
WV HILST others wildly run in Pleafure’s 
courfe, 
And fcom pele Mifery’s fadly plaintive fighy 
Lw act unhceded victim of remorit, 
Ah! whither, whither, thall; the wretched 
fiy ? 
But now my bofom fwell’d with eafy mirth ; 
But now it fow’d with fympathetic joy ; 
Each fweeter from charm  Friendthip took its 
birth : 
Fool that I was ! fuch blefings to deftroy. 
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