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Is't reason? no; that my whole life will belye,
praise, So beauty our just admiration may claim, But love, and love only the heart can inflame.
RH A PSODY on
On seeing the Duchess of Devonshire in full
By LORD C
OME, thou goddess fair and free,
Whom the meek nymph, Simplicity,
And save those charms from fashion's tawdry reign,
From her cumbrous forehead tear
Lincolns-Inn New Squart.
E L E GY.
Written in the Garden of a Friend.
By W. M A SON, A. M.
Its arch of glittering verdure wildly Alings, Can fancy flumber? can the tuneful pow'r,
That rules my lyre, neglect her wonted strings?
No; if the blightning East deform’d the plain,
If this gay bank no balmy sweets exhal’d, Still should the grove re-echo to my strain, And friendship prompt the theme, where beauty
For he, whose careless art this foliage drest,
Who bad these twining braids of woodbine bend, He first with truth and virtue taught my breast
Where best to chuse, and belt to fix a friend.
How well does mem'ry note the golden day,
What time reclin'd in Marg'ret's ftudious glade, My miinic reed first tun'd the * Dorian lay,
Unscen, unheard, beneath an hawthorn' shade !"
'Twas there we met : the muses hail'd the hour;
The fame defires, the fame ingenious arts
That join'd at once our studies and our hearts.
When emulative youth its relish lent,
Enough: if joy was his, be mine content.
To thirst for praise his temperate youth forbore ;
He fondly wilh'd not for a poet's name,
And, tho' he might command, he flighted fame.
Hither in manhood's prime he wisely fed
From all that folly, all that pride approves;
This laurel shade was witness to their loves.
“ Bégone (he cry'd) ambition's air-drawn plan;
“ Hence with perplexing pomp's unwieldy wealth : “ Let me not seem, but be the happy man,
“ Poffeft-of love, of competence, and health."
In rural arts the peaceful moments flew :
How soon thy surface shone with verdure new :
Mufæus, the first Poem which the author pub. lished, written while he was a scholar of St. College in Cambridge.