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TEARS OF GENIUS :
BY MR, TAITI.
ON Cam's fair banks, where Learning's hallow'd
fane Majestic rises on the astonish'd sight, Where oft the Muse has led the favourite swain,
And warm'd his soul with Heaven's inspiring light. Beneath the covert of the sylvan shade,
Where deadly cypress, mix'd with mournful yew, ! Far o'er the vale a gloomy stillness spread,
Celestial Genius burst upon the view. The bloom of youth, the majesty of years,
The soften'd aspect, innocent and kind, The sigh of sorrow, and the streaming tears,
Resistless all, their various pow'r combin'd. In her fair hand a silver harp she bore,
Whose magic notes, soft-warbling from the string,
Give tranquil joy the breast ne'er knew before,
Haste, ye sister powers of song,
Hasten from the shady grove,
Sweetly to the voice of love.
Light you press the flow'ry green,
Cull the wreaths for Fancy's queen.
Floating on the fragrant breeze,
On the downy bed of ease,
That wakes the softest feelings of the soul;
Behold our fav’rite Poet lies !
Far from his couch ungrateful flies.
The blissful Muse, whose favouring smile
So lately warm’d his peaceful breast,
In Transport's radiant garments drest,
Ting’d with the pomp of vernal pride, ·
And idly sport on Thames's side,
Ha! what forms, with port sublime,
Glide along in sullen mood,
High above Misfortune's flood?
 Ode on Spring
Obedient Nature hears the lofty sound,
With arms outstretch'd, and aspects kind,
The child of Fancy left behind: .
But ah ! in vain they strive to sooth,
With gentle arts, the tort'ring hours ;
Her baleful gifts profusely pours. :
Array'd in Horror's settled gloom;
And triumphs in th’infernal doom.
Breathes thro’ the heart the melting strain ;
Hymn to Adversity.
The powers of Harmony are mute,
And leave the once-delightful plain ;
Yet stay, O! stay, celestial pow'rs,
And with a hand of kind regard
Destructive on the fav’rite bard;
And with Horror's mutt'ring sounds,
“ Drive the shuttle swift along;
« O’er the valiant and the strong,
« O’er the innocent and gay,
“ Weave the fun’ral web of Gray.”
The Fatal Sisters, an Ode.