THE SPARROW. FROM CATULLUS. ALL BY FRANCIS FAWKES. ye gentle powers above, Oft it lull'd its head to reft On the pillow of her breast. * Born 17..; dyed 177.. * 5 10 15 Death has fummon'd it to go Difmal regions! from whose bourn Death relentless to destroy All that's form'd for love or joy. 20 25 5 10 THE WISH. BY JAMES MERRICK. How fhort is life's uncertain space! Alas! how quickly done! How swift the wild precarious chace! Youth ftops at first its wilful ears What though its profpects now appear Yet groundless hope, and anxious fear, And prey upon the mind. Since then false joys our fancy cheat Ye guardian pow'rs that rule my fate, Is all compriz'd in this. Born 17..; djed 1769. 15 20 May I, through life's uncertain tide, May all my wants be ftill fupply'd, But fhould your providence divine 25 May all thofe bleffings you defign, Be center'd in a friend. 30 ΤΟ «Α LADY." WRAPPED ROUND A NOSEGAY OF VIOLETS. MDCCLXI. BY JOHN LANGHORNE, D. D. DEAR object of my late and early prayer! To thee the Mufe with grateful hand would bring 5 Bloom on thy breast, and smile beneath thine eye! Born 17..; dyed 1779. 19 |