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Thy cooling fruit, Fragraria, shall afford 
A sweet refreshment, and a frugal board. 
Euphrasia shall a healing balm supply, 
To clear the sight, and ease the aching eye 5 
Proud Digitalis own the chemist’s power, 
-And yield a med’cine from its pois’nous 
flower. 
And some with mingling hues shall charm 
the eye, 
And spread their odours through the summer 
sky: « 
Thus Lonicera’s fragrant branches stray, __ 
Where hedge-row shades obscure the noon- 
tide ray. , 
Fantastic forms the Orchis tribe assumes, 
And now a Bee, and now a Spider blooms; 
Whilst fair Nymphza rears her beauteous 
head, ; 
Like stars emerging from a watery bed. 
May Heaven propitious send o’er all your 
bowers 
Tts genial sun-beams, and refreshing showers; 
dnd, as ye bloom, this wholesome truth fe- 
: tains 
All have their use, and none were made in 
‘vain, 
May 11, 1808. 
§ a eee 
For the Monthly Magazine. 
{We have been favoured with the following 
extracts from a manuscript masque, in- 
titled, ** The Genii,” and which is in- 
tended for publication in the course of the 
ensuing winter. The lines, in our opi- 
mion, breathe the spirit of true poetry. 
They are written by the author of a dra- 
matic poem, called ‘¢ Socrates,” which~ 
was lately given to the world: adrama pro- © 
fessedly composed on the model of the 
Greek tragedy: and which, although it 
tay not have attained to the several ex- 
cellencies of the ancient poets (and who 
can be said to equal them?) yet possesses 
many beauties, and which we recommend _ 
tothe notice of our readers. The verses 
here given, are supposed to be spoken at 
> morn and even, on the appearance of the 
two great luminaries of the heavens ] 
GOLD-HAIR’D Aurora wakes the day, 
"And glittering Phaneus takes his 
way. 
Over high heaven’s transparent arch: 
The Hore following his proud march, 
Grac?d with the ensign of his sway, 
A sceptre bearing on its top an eye, 
To note that through his means we all things 
do descry. 
Original Poetry. 
[July 1, 
Hark! the sweet, melodious measures: 
_). Hear ye not Music’s thrilling notes, 
Brought by Favonius’ breath that floats 
Balmy,—inducing pastoral pleasures ? 
See! a true Tempe weenjoy: 
And now the rural Nymphs advance ; 
Haste not away, then, gentle boy, 
But join our sacred song and dance.—< 
Our delights have no alloy, 
~ Pastimes that the soul intrance ! 
Sports wé own which love the light, 
No Veil’d Oottytia of the night 
By us are known. The fower-sprent 
green, 
Press’d by the silver-footed Queen, 
Receives new fragrance—-grows more 
bright ; sare 
As to Comarchian strains she lightly 
moves, 
While round the Graces 
play, and ever- 
blooming Loves. P 
Cynthia with her silvery light 
Chaces away black-visag’d night. 
The white bright Hesperus isseen 
Conductor of the enchanting Queen. 
Now she will dance the wavy mainy 
Attended by her starry train, . 
Then, ever changeful, dart with speed, 
And gambol o’er the daisied mead. 
Anon ascend the craggy Steep, 
Yo watch Endymion in his sleep : 
Next, graceful, seek the broomy grove, 
Tempering the youthful breast to love, 
Or by some violet-border’d stream, 
Induce the calm poetic dream: 
Which mid the haunts of Philomel | 
Each gentler spirit lovestotell, © ~ 
While he, fine-frenzied, fancy’s child, 
Who joys to roam the wood and wild, 
More deeply touch’d—the ecstatic song 
Pours out the rugged rocks among; 
Till echo waken’d by the sound, 
Sends through each cave in quick re- 
bound, .°7™ : 
The notes, which lesser echoes bear, 
Maurmuring,—soon lost in distant air! 
Now, too, the lone Enthusiast straySy 
Chaunting his great Creator’s praise ; 
Or else contemplative he walks, 
Or with the unembodied talks 
Enraptur’d—till sleep close nis eyes, - 
When visions still sublimer rise! 
These «re the charms which Heaven bee 
stows, d 5 
Soft’ning man’s self-created woes ¢ 
- Boons that full oft to transports move, 
Scarce less than we thie air-born prove. 
; A. B. 4 
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