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quires no apology. They were written 
in the honefty and gaiety of his heart, in 
the earlier part of Life, though after he 
had left the Univerfity. 
To the Nymph of the Spring. Written near 
a Ssring between two Hillocks, in the 
Neighbourhood of the River Tivy, in 
Pembroke/iire. 
Why fhould old Tivy, boys, claim all our 
duty paid, 
And no juft homage be to charming ycuth 
and beauty faid? 
See where the Nymph of the Spring fits in- 
Viting us, 
With charming waters cryftalline, refrefhing | 
and delighting us. 
What, tho’ his margin broad be rocky, oak’d 
and willowy? 
And what, tho’ his ozier banks be fpacious, 
deep, and billowy ? 
She, from her fweet paps, lilied and rofeal, 
Lies feeding all her laughing buds, with dew- 
drops ambrofial. 
Then, with {weet melody, carol to the foun- 
tain nymph, 
Far fweeter than a fea nymph, and m der 
than a mountain nymph. 
Long may her fireams gufh, lucid and nefa- 
rious, é 
And long may her banks be deck’d with flow- 
*rets multifarious ; 
Long o’er her arched grot may purple-winged 
Zephyrus 
Come leading on his wanton bands of breezes 
odoriferous. 
Yearly to the Naiad fhall the roundelay re- 
peated be, 
And by the chorus jubilant her liquid filver 
greeted be. 
Say, can we better, boys, chace duil idle 
Care away, 
Than thus by paffing hours of mirth in bar- 
mony and roundelay? 
Stretch’d on that green hillock’s bank, around 
her rofy nipple, boys, 
We merrily will fing and laugh, and merrily 
' we'll tipple, boys. ; 
Drinking to damfels, lovely and delicious 5 
Oh! heav’ns, would they {mile on us, like 
deities propitious. © © 
And, mark! if any rebel here fhall mifs the 
cup or mutiny, ; 
Amerc’d' fhall be the mifcreant without ap- 
pealorfcrutiny, = = 
Thefe lines are original ; but, judging 
only by Sir William’s tranflations, we are 
of cpinion, that he has produced no fpe- 
cimen of Afiatic poetry fuperior, if equal, 
tothis. It is inthe true {pirit of Hafez, 
Cantabrigiant.—Forfer’s Travels. 
[ May 1; 
and refembles moft thofe pieces of Afia- 
tic poetry, which by fome are thought to 
have an arcane fignification. Vid. *< Spe- 
cimen Poefews Afiat.” Pars tertia. cap. 
g. And of this number, in the judgment 
of many writers, is the Song of Solo- 
mon. 
CLXXVII.—LINES by a PERSON formerly 
of EMANUEL. 
The following lines, written by a lefs 
able hand, and partly on occafion of 
reading the above, require an apology. 
They will juft ferve to put in this cor- 
ner. 
Evri yag ev xeveotot didamerw aden Teghicge | 
Sweet is the pleafure of an empty kifs. 
TLheacritus. 
On ihe above Line. 
Why is there fo much pleafure in a kifs 2 
Where lovers meet muft be the point of blifs; 
And on the lips the pureft fweets they thare, 
For Love is wont to make his ne€t’ry there. ‘ 
By the fame. . 
Dulce eft defipere in luco. 
Plurima dum mecum repute, dum plurima 
fcribo, . 
Nil epigrammatico more referre queam ! 
Dulce eft defipere, et fateor, fimul, utile; 
mecum 
Nam dum nil reputo, quod cupii, perage. 
—Quid Do&rina juvat? Sapiens heu! def- 
flet’ et errat 5 1 ee ‘ 
Gaudia nil remorans, Mufa per omne ruit. 
Ah! multum valeat Do&trina, et Mufa ma- 
neto: ( 
Dat Doétrina dolos, dat mihi Mufa jo- 
cos. | 
E.R. 
To the Editor of the Monthly Magazine. 
Dis E638 ve 
N Fortter’s Travels from Bengal, Letter 
the 7th, he writes, ‘* But, as it is faid 
in Holy Writ, I believe that there is no 
wifdom under the girdle.” I have, Mr. — 
Editcr, in vain fearched for fuch a faying, 
and fhould be glad to be informed by the 
means of your excellent and very inftruc- 
tive Magazine, if any fuch expreffion is to 
be found in the Bible, or whether it is only 
a mere affertion of the author. 
I am, Sir, your's, &c. 
SENEX. 
Sherborne, Feb. 19, 1804. 
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