12 Original Poetry. 
ELEGY WRITTEN IN AUTUMN. 
Optima quaeque dies miferis mortalibus evi 
Prima fugit. VIRG. 
O more the grove in vernal pomp afpires, 
No move the fhades in wild confufion 
rife 5 
But ev’ry charm and ev’ry grace retires 
To fofter climates and to calmer fkies. 
Where late Pomona crown’d the feftal fhade, 
Autumnal floods deform ler fair domains; 
And where, erewhile, the woodland fifters 
play d, 
The giant form of Defolation reigns. 
So youth declines, when health and ftrength 
are flown, 
Nor longer Fancy glads this -changing 
fhore 5 
When wayward cares ufurp the mental throne, 
And Hope, the fyren, warms tac heart no 
more. 
Yet, foe to Paffion’s. wild impetuous fires, 
Still Virtue’s hand ethereal balm afligns ; 
Sejll, foit in thades, her radiant fane afpires, 
The firft, the noblef, of fubiunar fhrines, 
Thrice happy thofe, who tread the favour’d 
plains, 
heav’n-deriv’d, 
charms defcend ; 
Where lov’d Seclufion, gentle wood-nymph, 
reigns, 
The Veftai’s refuge, and the Mufe’s friend: 
Where her 
mingling 
To whom, with nature’s faireft boons endow’d, 
*Tis giv’n the charms of pureft blifs to 
fhare ; 
Fo rife, inftinétive, o’er a madd’ning crowd, 
And fpurn the fhackles of low-thougited 
care. 
O race ethereal! framed for fofter fkies, 
O can the Mofe their boundiefs worth 
proclaim ; 
Or tell what various guardiaa virtues rife, 
To blefs their friendthips, and proteé& their 
fame. 
For me, withdrawn in bow’rs and glimm’ring 
glades, 
Thus let me, Joyous, fpend my vernal 
bloom, 
Where mazy fountains wind through leafy 
thades, 
And quiv’ring lindens yield a foft per- 
fume. 
Pleas’d, if, befide fome haunted fream re- 
clin’d, 
I mark the groves, my genius plann’d, arife; 
Ox fong or f{cience lift my carelefs mind 
To nobler pleafures and fubiimer joys. 
There mey the courfe of changing life be 
bleft, 
truth and virtue’s 
agorn’d 5 
With pious deeds 
[Sept. 1, 
And there, inglorious let me fink to reft, 
By worth applauded, and by friendfhip 
mourn’d, 
CosTWwouLDION. 
N. B. In the poem entitled Sytvia’s 
Toms (Magazine for May) laft ftanza, 1.1, 
for there, read here. 
FROM AULUS GELLIUS, B. xix. C.11° 
Tay Luyny, Ayabava pirwv, Bo yerheow oxy 
"HAGE yap 1. TAnuov we Siangomen. ~ 
WV GENE ER I prefs upon my miftrefs’ 
lip, 
And tafte impetuous the mutual ae 3 
When all the fweetnefs of her breath 7 fips 
And unremitting drink the balmy blifs : 
Then my fick foul at home uneaiy feels, 
My mouth can fcarce the roving truant bind ; 
By love’s fierce fire impell'd, it upward 
fteals, 
In hopes a pafiage through my lips to find. 
And fhould the {malleft portion of delay 
Amid our eager tranfports intervene, 
The vagrant with me would no longer flay, 
But fwiftly in her fweeter form be feen. 
A wondrous change! if, when myfelf am 
dead, 
My foul fhould in my miftrefs live inftead. 
June 15, 1804, H. P. J. 
=e 
FABLES BY THE LATE REV. MR. 
BRUCKNER. » 
Barnes. 
LD? Araignée et la Mouche. 
AME Araignée, un peu coureufe, 
Etoit chez elle de retour, 
D’humeur affez et reveufe, 
N’ayant diné de tout le jour; 
Quand, a |’ endroit et pend fa couche 
Au bout dun affiez mince croc, 
Soudaia fe fait fentir un rude choc. 
Qui heurte la? C’eft moi, répond la 
Mouche 
D’un cri pergant d’un ton @’éffroi, 
Que voulez vous >—Ah, ma voifine ! 
Ne voyez-vous donc pas, comment on m’af- 
faffine ? 
Venez, courrez, affiftez-moi. 
Dame Araignée 4 la fenétre 
Le nez de mettre a l’inftant, 
De voir, non fans tranfport, dans fon nid pen~ 
dillant 
La Mouche fans retour, qui s *accroche, et 
s’empé€tre. 
De ce pas on y vay 
Ma commere, lui dit-elle, 
Sans que quelqu’ un m’appelle 5 
De vos jours precieux je m’occupe deja, 
Or ¢a, voyons, @abord par ce licou 
- Paflez la (ete, _Jufqu’ au cou. 
Mais, sil faut qu’ "A vos veux tout de bon je 
me préte, 
Souftrez, de tout ici que j’ordonne a ma téte. 
Merci t 
