4. If so, it never shall be mine To mourn the loss of such a heart; The fault was Nature's fault not thine, Which made thee fickle as thou art. 5. As rolls the ocean's changing tide, So human feelings ebb and flow; And who would in a breast confide Where stormy passions ever glow? 6. It boots not, that together bred, My spring of life has quickly fled; Thou, too, hast ceas'd to be a boy. 7. And when we bid adieu to youth, Slaves to the specious world's controul, We sigh a long farewell to truth; That world corrupts the noblest soul. 8. Ah, joyous season! when the mind 9. Not so in Man's maturer years, When interest sways our hopes and fears, 10. With fools in kindred vice the same, We learn at length our faults to blend, And those, and those alone may claim The prostituted name of friend. 11. Such is the common lot of man: Can we then 'scape from folly free? Can we reverse the general plan, Nor be what all in turn must be? 12. No, for myself, so dark my fate Through every turn of life hath been; Man and the world I so much hate, 13. But thou, with spirit frail and light, 14. Alas! whenever folly calls Where parasites and princes meet, (For cherish'd first in royal halls, The welcome vices kindly greet) 15. Ev'n now thou'rt nightly seen to add And still thy trifling heart is glad, To join the vain, and court the proud. R 16. There dost thou glide from fair to fair, That taint the flowers they scarcely taste. 17. But say, what nymph will prize the flame Which seems, as marshy vapours move, To flit along from dame to dame, An ignis-fatuus gleam of love? 18. What friend for thee, howe'er inclin'd, For friendship every fool may share? 19. In time forbear; amidst the throng No more so base a thing be seen; No more so idly pass along : Be something, any thing, but-mean. To * XX. 1. WELL! thou art happy, and I feel 2. Thy husband's blest-and 'twill impart 3. When late I saw thy favourite child, I thought my jealous heart would break ; But when th' unconscious infant smil'd, I kiss'd it, for its mother's sake. |