Around, in fympathetic mirth,

It's tricks the kitten tries;

The cricket chirrups in the hearth;
The crackling faggot flies.

But nothing could a charm impart.
To foothe the stranger's woe;

For grief fate heavy at his heart,
And tears began to flow.

His rifing cares the Hermit fpy'd,
With answering care opprest :
And, "Whence, unhappy youth," he cry'd,
"The forrows of thy breast?

"From better habitations spurn'd,

"Reluctant doft thou rove:

"Or grieve for friendship unreturn'd,

I

"Or unregarded love?

"Alas! the joys that fortune brings

"Are trifling, and decay;

"And those who prize the paltry things,

"More trifling ftill than they.

ad what is friendship but a name,
A charm that lulls to fleep
(hade, that follows wealth or fame,
And leaves the wretch to weep?

d love is ftill an emptier found, The modern fair-one's jeft: earth unfeen, or only found To warm the turtle's neft.

fhame, fond youth! thy forrows hush, And spurn the sex !" he said:

vhile he spoke, a rising blush love-lorn guest betray'd.

z'd, he fees new beauties rise, ft mantling to the view; olours o'er the morning skies, pright, as tranfient too.

fhful look, the rifing breast,

rnate spread alarms :

vely stranger ftands, confeft,

aid, in all her charms!

And, "Ah! forgive a ftranger rude, "A wretch forlorn," fhe cry'd;

« Whose feet unhallow'd thus intrud☛ "Where Heaven and you refide.

"But let a maid thy pity share,
"Whom Love has taught to fray;
"Who feeks for reft, but finds Defpair
<< Companion of her way.

"My father liv'd befide the Tyne,

"A wealthy lord was he:

"And all his wealth was mark'd as mine;

"He had but only me.

"To win me from his tender arms,

"Unnumber'd fuitors came;

"Who prais'd me for imputed charms, "And felt, or feign'd, a flame.

"Each morn the gay, fantastic crowd, "With richest proffers ftrove:

Among the reft, young Edwin bow'd, *But never talk'd of love.

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