Ge 4Qcmdicth oA ; eS 
ORIGINAL POET 
ELEGY ON SPRING. 
LIGHTFUL fpring, I tafte thy balmy 
gales 
Pregnant with life, my fadden’d foul they 
chear, 
Creation fanites: the woods, the hills, the vales, 
Hail the pure morning of the new-born ycar. 
Expand, ye groves, your renovated bloom; 
. Warble, ye ftreams; ye (welling buds ennolds : 
Watt all the plenty of your rich perfume ; 
And wave, ye florets, wave your leaves of . 
gold. . 
*Rapt in the maze of nature’s boundlefs charms, 
¥ gaze infatiate, wonder, andadmire; . 
Ah, how they footh th’ impaffion’d hearts 
. alarms, 
And wake to tranfports fhort the woe-ftruck 
e! 
But foon the profpeé& blackens on the view, 
Thefefcenes of beauty, man, infen{ate, mars; 
€loaths fmiling nature with a mournful hue, 
. Blafts all her blooms, and with her mufic 
jars. 
© might the moral fori ring but once evolve 
Irs iniant bioffoms-’mid the noontide blaze, 
Barbaric paffion’s low’ring mifts diffolve, 
While dawn’d pure reafon with ferener rays! 
© fool to think it ! winter, bleak and foul, 
There broods eterna!, hope creates in vain 
Fantaitic forms, which ay the cheated foul, 
Poor air-built fabrics of the poet’s brain. - 
See, life and health enliven all around, 
O’erlawns and woads,the eye delightedrovess 
While = an aftlefs | harmony of found 
Flocks from the fields and warblers from the 
groves, 
Zuxuriant verdure here adorns the plain, 
_ There the grey fallows, and the toiling team, 
The farms neat manfion, and the village fane, 
Whofe mofs-clad tower rcfle4s the folar 
gleam. 
But ah! while nature pours th’ enlivening 
breath, 
Paints her fair forms, and. {preads her tréa- 
_ fures here 5 
@’er other fhores black fweeps the cloud of 
death, 
Glares the red faulchion and the muriherous 
{pear. 
Ev'’n now perhaps embattled armies meet, 
Loud beat the drums, and thusdering can- 
non roar, 
Focks the dire fleld beneath unnumber’d feet, 
And terror waves her locks bedropt with 
ZorTes 
Through daft, in whirlwinds driven, inconftant 
feen, 
Thick flafh the fwords, the frequent vidtim 
falls, 
While o'er bismangles wunk and ahaftly mien, 
Hofts trampling ruth; where maniac fury. 
calls. 
Sav, foldier, fay, grim foeétacle of pain, 
What jyren iurd thee fiom toy peaceful 
home, 
7% 
To leave thy poor, thy fmail some ftie. trai; » 
For tuils of arms o’er billowy deeps toyoarm 2 
No beams cf glory chear thy haplets lot, 
Thy name defcends note a future age, =. 
Impell’d to combat for thou know’f not what, 
And ur2"d to flaughter by another’s rage. 
Thy widow’d wife, thine o-phan children weep, 
And beg their canty meal from door teduor, 
While, gath’d with wounds, thy limbs difhonor'd 
fleep, 
And wafte and mouHeron a forcign fhore. 
In vain, alasy we boaft of civil worth, 
And vaunt of virtue, in religion’s robe, 
‘If calm we view ambition iMving forth, 
Her brood of {corpions to infeftthe globe : = 
The bonds of nature we afunder part, 
Led by the biaze of paffions famguine ftar, 
Peace on the lips, and murder in the heart, 
To favage, fell, aceurft, infernal war. 
Hark! a ‘glad found my wandering thoughts 
recalls, 
The diftant fheep-bell fils the quivering 
_breeze; 
The ams flow-deep*ning, o’er the landicape 
alls, 
And veil’d in mifts the dim horizon flees. gis 
As the poor fhepherd folds his fleecy care, 
Loud chaunts the nightingale his evening lay; 
Sing on, fweet warbler, homeward I repair, 
' Warn’d by thy requiem to the clofing day, 
SYDNEY. 
OF the above clegy, the three firft Ranzas 
are fet to mufic by Mr. Wheeler, and the 
12, 13,14, by the Rev———Ricimond, of 
Trin. Col. which will appear in the next 
publication of the Ca ambrioge Harmonic 
society. 
aan owe? 
SONNET. 
~ OFT through the weodland fighs the fum- 
‘mer gale, 
With many a hue the verdant landfcape glows; 
And breathing fweets along the cultur’d vale, 
Steals the freth fragrance of the blufhing rofe. 
The roaring billows of the ftormy dee 
Huth'd to repofe, their hoftile rage furbear ; 
And the low winds on the calm furface fleep, 
Cooling the aidor of the tepid air. 
No fummer fcenes, alas, no vermil bloom, 
Sooth the fick foul, by every ill opprefs’d: 
To wander -cheerlefs through ae midnight 
gloora, 
To brave the terrors of the wintry blaft, 
€Whofe {welling gufts ideal woes impart,) 
Are {cenes more fitted—fer a broker heart. 
Edinburgh. AUGUSTA, 
Ee 
CONNAL. 
AN ELEGY FROM A GAELIC FRAGMENT, 
BY MR,,G-———Y. 

UT UMN has.now afium’d her fading reigns 
And the.grey mifts upon the hills remaing 
On the wide heath the rapid whirlwind roars, 
Dark through the uarrow plaiu the tcrrent pours; — 
There, 
