SONG XVIII. Imitated from the FRENCH. ES, these are the scenes where with Iris I ftray'd YES But short was her fway for fo lovely a maid! Yes, these are the meadows, the fhrubs and the plains; With her how I ftray'd amid fountains and bow'rs, The The HALCYON. WHY o'er the verdant banks of ooze Does yonder halcyon speed so fast; 'Tis all becaufe fhe would not lofe Her fav'rite calm that will not last. The fun with azure paints the skies, And frugal of her time, the flies See her, when rugged Boreas blows, Descend, she cries, thou hated fhow'r, For I have chose a fairer hour To take my fill of love and play. You too, my SILVIA, fure will own To think of love but fhocks the foul. Could Could DAMON but deferve thy charms, Mr Shenstone wrote a Parody on the foregoing Verses, the last Line of which Was As yonder kitten skims the cream. it was amongst his devities and per = haps destroyed. ODE. O D E. O dear my LUCIO is to me, So well our minds and tempers blend; That seasons may for ever flee, And ne'er divide me from my But let the favour'd boy forbear with love my only fair. Το tempt friend; O LYCON, born when every mufe, To bless her lov'd, her only child; 'Tis thine, so richly grac'd to prove More noble cares, than cares of love. Together we from early youth Have trod the flowery tracks of time, Together mus'd in fearch of truth, O'er learned fage, or bard fublime; And well thy cultur'd breast I know, What wonderous treasure it can fhow. Come then, refume thy charming lyre, Confume my fair and fruitlefs prime; O come! O come! the dryads of the woods Shall meet and court thee to be kind; Like me, the plover fondly tries To lure the sportsman from her nest, A PAS |