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Then fame, her clarion pendent at her fide,

Shall feek forgiveness of OPHELIA's fhade; "Why has fuch worth, without distinction, dy'd, Why, like the defert's lilly, bloom'd to fade?"

Then young fimplicity, averse to feign,
Shall unmolested breathe her softest sigh:
And candour with unwonted warmth complain,
And innocence indulge a wailful cry.

Then elegance with coy judicious hand,
Shall cull fresh flow'rets for OPHELIA's tomb:
And beauty chide the fates' fevere command,
That fhew'd the frailty of so fair a bloom!

And fancy then with wild ungovern'd woe,
Shall her lov'd pupil's native taste explain :
For mournful fable all her hues forego,

And ask fweet folace of the mufe in vain!

Ah gentle forms expect no fond relief;

Too much the facred nine their lofs deplore: Well may ye grieve, nor find an end of griefYour beft, your brightest fav'rite is no more.

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Ic compares the turbulence of love with the tranquillity of friendship. To MELISSA his friend.

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ROM love, from angry love's inclement reign I pass awhile to friendship's equal skies; Thou, gen'rous maid, reliev'ft my partial pain, And chear'ft the victim of another's eyes.

'Tis thou, MELISSA, thou deferv'ft my care:
How can my will and reafon disagree?
How can my paffion live beneath despair!
How can my bofom figh for aught but thee?

Ah dear MELISSA! pleas'd with thee to rove,
My foul has yet furviv'd its dreariest time ;
Ill can I bear the various clime of love!

Love is a pleasing, but a various clime!

So fmiles immortal MARO's fav'rite fhore,
PARTHENOPE, with ev'ry verdure crown'd!
When ftrait VESUVIO's horrid cauldrons roar,
And the dry vapour blasts the regions round.

Oh blisful regions! oh unrival'd plains!
When MARO to these fragrant haunts retir'd!
Oh fatal realms! and oh accurft domains!
When PLINY, 'mid fulphureous clouds, expir'd!

So fmiles the furface of the treacherous main,

As o'er its waves the peaceful halcyons play; When foon rude winds their wonted rule regain, And sky and ocean mingle in the fray,

But let or air contend, or ocean rave;
Ev'n hope fubfide amid the billows toft,
Hope, ftill emergent, ftill contemns the wave,
And not a feature's wonted fmile is loft.

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VI.

To a lady on the language of birds.

OME then, DIONE, let us range the grove,

The science of the feather'd choirs explore; Hear linnets argue, larks defcant of love, And blame the gloom of folitude no more.

My doubt fubfides-'tis no Italian fong,

Nor fenfelefs ditty, chears the vernal tree:
Ah! who, that hears DIONE's tuneful tongue,
Shall doubt that mufic may with fenfe agree?

And come, my mufe! that lov'ft the filvan fhade;
Evolve the mazes, and the mist dispel :
Tranflate the fong; convince my doubting maid,
No folemn dervise can explain fo well.-

Penfive beneath the twilight shades I fate,

The flave of hopeless vows, and cold difdain! When PHILOMEL addrefs'd his mournful mate, And thus I conftru'd the mellifluent ftrain.

"Sing on, my bird-the liquid notes prolong, At ev'ry note a lover fheds his tear;

Sing on, my bird-'tis DAMON hears thy fong;

Nor doubt to gain applaufe, when lovers hear.

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He the fad fource of our complaining knows;

A foe to TEREUS, and to lawless, love!
He mourns the story of our ancient woes;
Ah! cou'd our mufic his complaints remove!

Yon' plains are govern'd by a peerless maid;
And fee, pale CYNTHIA mounts the vaulted sky,.
A train of lovers court the checquer'd fhade ;

Sing on, my bird, and hear thy mate's reply,

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Ere while no fhepherd to these woods retir'd;
No lover bleft the glow-worm's pallid ray;)
But ill-ftar'd birds, that lift'ning not admir'd,
Or lift'ning envy'd our fuperior lay.

Chear'd by the fun, the vaffals of his pow'r,
Let fuch by day unite their jarring strains!
But let us chufe the calm, the filent hour,
Nor want fit audience while DIONE reigns."

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