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Thy freth blooming roses‘which Zephyr ca- 
TESSeSy 
Thy streamlets so fucid which murmur. 
along 5 baa? 
Thy poplars tall waving, thy shady recesses, 
How oft have I lingered their beauties 
among, ; 
Yes, oft have I linger’d with mingled emoe 
tion, 
At morning’s bright hour, and in twilight’s 
soft gloom, 
There have breath’d forth the praises of fer= 
ventdevotion, 
Learn’d from lips of a fathery now cold in the 
tomb. 
#h, revered and beloved with the fondest af- 
fection, ‘ ; 
How dear his remembrance to this throbbing 
breast 5 
How bless’d were those days when [ shared 
his protection, 
When his sympathy luli’d my sad sorrows to 
rest. 
How kind and endearing each gentle expres- 
sion, 
When fear wrung my bosom with torturing 
smart 5, 
For a captive far distant, detained by oppres= 
sion, Ny 
From his country, his home, and the friend of 
his heart. 
But chang’d is the scene, and now silent I 
languish, 
For cold is the parent whose loss I deplore 5 
And the voice that so oft .has spoke peace to 
my anguish, 
Will breathe the soft accents of comfort no. 
more. 
Ah, dearest of fathers! thy memory I'll trea- 
SUTE, . 
Long as life shall inhabit this bosom of woe; 
Dhy virtues to follow my heart’s highest 
pleasure, 
Whilst I hope to rejoin thee in regions of 
JOY»: 
In regions, where pain and distress never 
enter, 
Where the sichings of sorrow for ever shall 
cease, x 
Where the bright rays of rapture and happi- 
ness centre, 
In the smiles of a Savicur, the fountain of 
peace. 
This thought shall enliven and comfort my 
besom, 
AsI wancer forlorn through this valley of 
care ; 
Sweet Hope to my view will 
. blossom, 
‘unfold each fair 
And Patience, softsmiling, will banishdespair. . 
‘Thenadieu, peaceful village! thoughdestin’d 
toleave thee, ~ 
Though doom’d to forsake the-sweet sceneg 
of my youth, 
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Yet the hand of Omnipotence still shall ups 
hold me, <f  OaNe. ete 
And lead me in paths of religion and truth. . 
ANNa 
——a Eo 
ON PRESENTING A YOUNG LADY wiTa 
seria cs (A ROSE. - / 
ACCEPT, fair maid, this fragrant fower, 
Sweet emblem of frail beauty’s power 3 
Eehold, whatsymmetry of fom, 
- What varied tints its foliage worm 3 
But ah ! how soon its charms decay, 
-E’en whilst I sing, they fade away? 
Not sothose charms which thee adorn, 
More blooming than the infant Morn; 
When modest worth, and sense combin’d, 
Give their bright polish to the mind. 
Teach thy young heart simplicity 
And sweeter sensibility: 
*Tis these which feed that lambent fire, ~ 
Which warms the soul with soft desire ; 
Tis these, when ev’ry love end grace, _ 
No more shall deck thy matchless-face ; 
Must still their magic power impart, 
4ind captivate the willing heart. Rr 
TTPO 
TO FLORELLA. 
Occasioned by her bidding the Author leave bera 
/ By jouw Rocuz, Ese. > ~ 
OW could you, on that luckless day, 
How could you, cruel! bear to chide me? 
Ordid you, when you said ** Away ” 
Intend to mock or to deride me. 
What have Idone; lov’d the too much ? 
If that’s a crime, I’m proud to own it; 
But toforget'thee, or aught such, 
My heart, 1 vow, hag never known it. 
Then do not, do not, vainly strive, 
(Afthough these frawnings cah’t but fret me,) 
Nor think that thou can’st e’er contrive, 
‘To make me hate thee or forget thee. 
I love thee still: perhaps, indeed, 
Love thee tao much ; and QO, helieve me, 
I never will’d a word ordeed 
To hurt thy peace, or to deceive thee! \ 
Perhaps you thought me insincere ; 
Perhaps\you thought me fond of roving, 
Ortheught I lov’d fome dearer fair ; 
My crime to’rds you was too much loving ! 
Then do not say, again, §* Away |” ! 
Nor tear Hope’s raptures from my bosom, 
Now of my peace the only stay ; 
And I must perish, if I lose them! 
Remember, oh! when first I sighed, 
How much my passion did endear nie 
Then, then, indeed, you'd mever chide 5 
All, ali, was sone to please and cheer me, 
Remember too, for you must know, . 
That, on the day when last we parted, 
I left you when you bid me go; 
Bus oh! | went of broken hearted! 
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