And May of beauty crown'd:
Now vernal visions meet thine eyes,
Poetic dreams to fancy rise,

And brighter days in better skies;
Elysium blooms around!

Now is the morning of thy day:
But, ah! the morning flies away,
And youth is on the wing;

'Tis Nature's voice—' O! pull the rose,
Now while the bud in beauty blows,
Now while it's opening leaves disclose
The incense of the Spring!'

What youth, high-favour'd of the skies,
What youth shall win the brightest prize
That Nature has in store?

Whose conscious eyes shall meet with thine?
Whose arms thy yielding waste entwine?
Who, ravish'd with thy charms divine,
Require of Heaven no more?

Not happier the primeval Pair,
When new-made earth, supremely fair,
Smil'd in her virgin Spring :
When all was fair to God's own eye;
When stars consenting sung on high,
And all Heaven's chorus made the sky
With hallelujahs ring!

TO SLEEP.

In vain I court, till dawning light,
The coy divinity of night;
Restless from side to side I turn;
Arise, ye musings of the morn!

Oh, Sleep! though banish'd from these eyes, In visions fair to DELIA rise;

And o'er a dearer form diffuse

Thy healing balm, thy lenient dews.

Blest be her night, as infant's rest
Lull'd on the fond maternal breast;
Who, sweetly-playful, smiles in sleep,
Nor knows that he is born to weep.

Remove the terrors of the night,
The phantom-forms of wild affright,
The shrieks from precipice or flood,
And starting scene that swims with blood.

Lead her aloft to blooming bowers,
And beds of amaranthine flowers,

And golden skies, and glittering streams,
That paint the paradise of dreams.

Venus! present a lover near;
And gently whisper in her ear

His woes, who, lonely and forlorn,

Counts the slow clock from night till morn.

Ah! let no portion of my pain,
Save just a tender trace, remain ;
Asleep consenting to be kind,

And wake with Daphnis in her mind.

THOMAS PERCY.

1764.

Doctor in Divinity, and Bishop of Dromore in Ireland. This venerable prelate appeared first as the author of "Hou Kiou, a Chinese Romance," in 4 vols. in the year 1761. In 1765 his lordship published the "Reliques of Antient English Poetry," in 3 vols. ; and a ballad entitled the "Hermit of Warkworth," in 1771. Although a faithful and diligent pastor of the flock over which he has so long presided, the Bishop of Dromore does not appear to have contested for the palm of theological distinction. His lordship has a family.

O NANCY, wilt thou go with me,
Nor sigh to leave the flaunting town;
Can silent glens have charms for thee,
The lowly cot and russet gown?
No longer dress'd in silken sheen,

No longer deck'd with jewels rare,
Say, can'st thou quit each courtly scene
Where thou wert fairest of the fair?

O Nancy! when thou'rt far away,
Wilt thou not cast a wish behind?
Say, can'st thou face the parching ray,
Nor shrink before the wintry wind?
O! can that soft and gentle mien

Extremes of hardship learn to bear,
Nor, sad, regret each courtly scene,
Where thou wert fairest of the fair?
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O Nancy! can'st thou love so true,
Through perils keen with me to go,
Or when thy swain mishap shall rue,
To share with him the pang of woe?
Say, should disease or pain befall,

Wilt thou assume the nurse's care;
Nor wistful those gay scenes recall
Where thou wert fairest of the fair?

And when, at last, thy love shall die,
Wilt thou receive his parting breath?
Wilt thou repress each struggling sigh,
And cheer with smiles the bed of death?
And wilt thou o'er his breathless clay
Strew flowers, and drop the tender tear?
Nor then regret those scenes so gay,
Where thou wert fairest of the fair?

CHARLES JAMES FOX.

1768.

Second son of Henry Fox, created Baron Holland in 1763, the Hon. Charles James Fox was born on the 13th of

January 1749. His public education commenced at Westminster, was continued at Eton, and completed at Oxford. At the age of eighteen he visited the Continent: and in March 1768, when nineteen years old, be became a member of parliament, for Midhurst in Sussex! Early in 1772 he received from Lord North a seat at the Admiralty Board, and was afterwards appointed one of the Lords of the Treasury. After his dismission from office in 1774, Mr. Fox is reported to have dissipated a property of 4000l. a year, the greater portion of which had devolved to him by the death of his father, Lord Holland. Commencing oppositionist, he was returned one of the representatives for Westminster, at the election of 1780. Under the transitory administration of Marquis Rockingham, Mr. Fox sustained the office of one of the Principal Secretaries of State. On his coalition with North, by whom he had been divested of power directly after Rockingham's decease, he again obtained an efficient share in the government; a situation, however, from which he found himself compelled to retreat on the failure of his India Bill, in 1783. His conduct throughout the late war induced his Majesty to erase the name of Fox, distinguished as it was, from the ordinary list of privy-counsellors. Mr. Fox still continues the antagonist of Mr. Pitt, notwithstanding reported overtures from that Minister towards effecting a cordial co-operation among the dissentient parties.

Mrs. Crewe, to whom Mr. Fox addressed the following lines, is frequently celebrated by the beaux of the latter age. In an Ode to Lady Isabella Stanhope, by the Hon. Temple Luttrell, it is considered a sufficient compliment