£5 Origiaal 
© wrap it round ye—*twillablefing prove ; 
°T was wove in Candour’s loom, and jin’d with 
love. 
His fame’s bright ftar fhall long unclouded 
fhine, 
While other ftars, and prouder lights decline 5 
Meniory of him thal! live among mankind, 
While ilove infpires, or virtue charms the 
mind ; 
And when to rage the wrath of bigots ceafe, 
find men pronounce each fhibboleta in peace; 
When all mankind unanimous agree ~ 
To let opinion, like heav’n’s light, be free, 
dis ufeful works, his {cientiiic page, 
Willclaim refpe& till Time’s remote ft age. 
Bath, Fuly 14, 1804. Si W. 
ee 
SONNET Fil*. 
OF: as with fond recurrence, I retrace 
The happy, heppy hours of infancy, 
My bofom heaves th’ involuntary figh, 
And the unbidden tear fteals down my face.: 
For then, my profpeét, tinted by the rays 
Of early morning, fmii’d ferene and fair ; 
But foon the gath’ring clouds obfcur’d his 
; biaze, 
And left me'to the horrors of defpairs . 
But,’no! though not one cheering ray appear, 
My foul upheld by confcicus innocence, 
(Frufting to-that impervious defence) 
Rifes fuperior to ignoble fear : 
i {till will hope, that foon, the clouds with- 
drawn, ‘ 
A brighter day fhall on my profpe@ dawn. 
Mafbre. THEOPHILUS W 
— aa 
SONNET IV. 
FRATRI DILECTO suo. 
Quam longa una dies, etas tam longa rofarum 5 
Quas pubefcentes jun&a fencfa premit. 
Quam-moda nafcentem rutilies con{pexit Eous, 
Hanc rediens fero vefpere vicit anum. 
TBE tranfient flow’ret is no fooner born, 
Than, ripening faft, it haftens to decay. 
Nurs’d by the dawning beams of blufhing 
morn, 
Its little year is clos’d at parting day. 
And thus the life of man—the lovely Child 
Soon enters into Youth's delightful {pring ; 
Then flays awhile, till Time with rapid 
wing 
Impels him on to Age’s dreary wild 3 
* See No. I and JI, in the Magazine fot 
duly laf, 
Poetry. [Avgut’ ft 
But oft chill blaftsaffuil the tender flowers, | 
And, ere they open, nip their promis’g 
bioom ; is 
And fuch, companion of my infant hours, 
In -youth’s gay prime had nearly been th 
doom 5 : 
But Heav’n, indulgent to my ardent prayer, 
Fias watch’d a brother’s life with ceafelefs 
care, 
Mafore. TuHeorHitus W———~st 
Se 
; RONDEAU. 
LOVE to hear the wood. lark fing, 7 
As, rifing from her low-budt acts 
She makes the woods and vallies ring, 
And fweetly foothes my foul to refte 
IT love to walle at Glent eve, : 
When Twilight comes, in dewy, ftole 5- 
When. featherd fongfters gently breathe, 
And Sol has gain’d the weftern pole. 
But more Amelia’s voice I love, ; 
‘Than the wild wood-lark’s warbling tone ¥ 
And {weeter "tis with her to rove, 
Than call an empire all my own. 
Mafora’. TrEeoPpHiLtus W.—< 
een a el 
EPITAPHS rx tHe CHURCHYARD of 
HIGH WYCOMBE. 
O2 BLIZA ANN MATHIE who bad been fit 
Months married. 
GPRINGS and fummers fcarce nineteen 
Had this fair Eliza feen, 
When Death, as envying that the earth 
Should poffefs fo-rare a birth, 
Snatch’d her from her hufband’s ffdeme 
Almoft too young to be a bride! 
Thofe who her opening virtues faw, 
May thence a fad conjeture draw 
Of what this {weet wife would have been,- 
If the many days had feen ; ; 
If partial Fate, which now we blame, 
Had bleft her with a mother’s name: 
But Heaven otherwife difpofed, 
And the dark tomb about her clofed: 
The tomb, alas! a bed too cold 
So fair, fo young, a bride tenfold. 
Ox FRANCIS BLACKWELL, and MARY 
his WIFE. 
FERE lies a holy and a happy pair, 
As once in grace, they now in glory thareg 
They dared to fuffer, and they feared to fin; 
They meekly bore the crofs, the crown te 
win. 
So Tiv’d on earth, as not afraid to die 5 
So died, as heirs of immortality. 
Reader, attend !—though dead, they fpeak te 
. thee— 
Figad the fame paths, the fame thy end fhalf 
be- . 
PRO- 
