1308.] 
TRANSLATION OF. OVID’s ELEGY. 
[ Amor. Lib. III. eleg. 11] 
TO HIS MISTRESS, FROM THE INFLU- 
ENCE OF WHOSE CHARMS HE CANNOT 
SET HIMSELF FREE, 
Teo tamely have I borne her cold dis- 
dain! 
Meek patience flies—-from this o’erbur- 
then’d breast 
Base love, begone !=—I blush to wear the 
chain 
I tueg’d so long, and deem’d my bondage 
blest! 
How I exult the tyrant god to spurn! 
Tho’ late the desp’rate resolution came— 
That grief now heals, which bade my bosom 
burn, 
As bitter drugs allay the fever’s flame. 
For this so often, driven from her door, 
On the cold earth this fainting form reclin’d; 
Slave-like for this I linger’d to explore 
To whom her heav’n of beauty was resign’d. 
Yes! TIT have watch’d, tilf from her wanton 
arms . 
The favor’d youth return'd with languid 
pace—— 
Yet worse, the hateful rifler of her charms 
Has seen,and triumph’d in my foul disgrace. 
When did I cease to linger near her wall, 
While de within enjoy’d each tender tie ? 
From me her graces grew the theme of all, 
And countless thousands came to gaze and 
die! 
Her vows of falsehood why should I recall, 
E’en the high gods insulted thro’ my wrong ? 
Why the sly nod within the festive-hall, 
Or signs, unmasking the mysterious tongue? 
In‘orm’d that she was sick, as swift as wind 
I rush’d—to find her sick to me alone! 
Such slights, at length, have arm’d my suf- 
Pring mind, 
And where’s the fool, 
have known? 
Adorn’d with wreaths, behold my votive sail! 
How pleas’d at rest to hear the ocean roar ! 
Vain girl, no more thy potent arts-prevail, 
I’m not the easy slave I was beyore 
Ah, why that pang! my spiritsare at war, 
And Love, and Hate, a doubtful contest 
prove—- 
But Love prevails; cold Reason flies afar, 
And Hate itself beccmes the friend of Love! 
Her manners shock me, while her beauties 
charm 5 
Her form I worship, but her vices shun. 
Discordant vows once more my heart alarm, 
With or without her, equally undone ! 
Ob! would her faults were less, or she less 
fair ; : 
So ill her actions and her looks agreem= 
Her actions raise, her looks repel despair— 
Devoted wretch! her crimesare dear to thee! 
By that first joy, blest type of joys above— 
By all those gods who at thy falsehoods 
smild— 
Ry that sweet face, the al of my love— 
those bright fatal eyes, which mine be- 
BWLD mee 
will bear what I 
Original Poetry. * O95 
Whatever thou may’st be, thou shalt be 
mine 3 
While I thy slave, or willing servant 
prove! 
Yet may my bark, before the gale incline— 
For kind or adverse—I am bound to Love! 
IMPROMPTU 
a 
0 the Editor of the Monthly Magazine. 
SIR, 
In the Obituary of your Magazine for June, 
you gave some account of Mrs. Knowles; if 
you think the following Lines sent to her bya 
clergyman who was then paying his addresses 
to her, and her Reply, deserving of a place in 
the Monthly Magazine, they are at your ser-. 
Mice, Your’s, &&c. 
Lancaster, J. B. P. Eccreston. 
Fuly 1807. | 
TO LAVINIA, 
RECOMMENDING BAPTISM 
TO HER. 
[PSR how the sacred thunder rends the 
skies ! 
Repent, and be baptiz’d, Christ’s Herald 
cries 5 
Repent, and be baptia’d, consenting Heaven 
replies. 
And can Lavinia unaffected hear 
This awful message echoing in her ear 5 
Will my Lavinia unconverted prove 
Rebel to God, and faithless unto love ? 
Say, shall a parent’s absolute command 
The mighty voice of God himself with- 
stand ? 
Shall heavenly calls to earthly ties give place 
And filial fondness frustrate Christian grace ? 
Must human wit omniscience engage, 
And Barelay endless war with Jesus wage ? 
Must each Apostle wave his claim to merit, 
That Fox may shine first martyr of the spi- 
rit? 
Must Philip’s process be superfluous thought, 
Because he wash’d the Eunuch he had taught? 
fiust Paul at Corinth be a babler too, 
And Peter, when a Baptist, bea Jew ? 
Must feedral rites be metamorphos’d away, 
And actual homage construed disobey ? 
Must each adept in Calvary’s great school, 
Be not in meekness, but in fact, a fool ? 
Such juggling arts may change each part of 
speech, 
Make Water Spirit, and baptize to teach: 
But if such jargon jesus represents, 
The light, indeed, is lent atone to Saints, 
Then in the ietter double death we find, 
And Christ by figure only sav’d mankind. 
* 
A QUAKER, 
LAVINIA’S ANSWER, 
‘¢ Hark how the sacred thunder rends the 
skies ! 
Repent, and be baptiz’d, Christ’s Herald 
cries 5 
Repent, and be baptiz’d, consenting Heaven | 
replies,” 
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