Oh! turn again those half-hid orbs to me,

They were the slaves Love found in Friendship's day, To hear his tale, and cruel 'twere to see,

Such faithful pages turn'd in frowns away.

Oh! glance once more, or, pr’ythee, steal again

To those young days, ere Love his reign begun,— My heart's a flower that long has sleeping lain, And wakes and weepeth for its darling sun.

TO ELIZA.

Eliza, Love his fire hath spent,
Betwixt myself and thee,
His ardent heat on me is spent,
His light all shines in thee.

We had broke the elemental light,
Had we from wedlock run,

For Nature wills that heat and light
Incorporate in one.

LINES,

Sent to a Lady, with a Sugar Vase.

Ah! would, thou humble shrine for sweets,
Thou didst some soft enchantment bear,

To moderate our passions' heats

And sweeten every earthly care.

Or, would that, in thy bosom, I
Could every sweet of life convey;
How swiftly then thy form should fly
To her who stole my heart away.

But, simple, empty as thou art,

Borne by my ceaseless sighs, take wing:
She'll plenteous sweet to thee impart,
Who gives a sweet to every thing.

MRS. BEHN'S DUTCH LOVER.

A Dutch swain of this celebrated Lady's, in an epistle which he addressed to her, complimented her as 66 a goodly ship under sail,-her hair as the pennants-her forehead, the prow-her eyes, the guns-her nose, the rudder," &c.—and concludes by desiring "to be the Pilot, to steer her by the Cape of Good Hope for the Indies of Love."

TO HENRIETTA, QUEEN MOTHER OF
CHARLES II.

BY WALLER.

A brave romance who would exactly frame,
First brings his knight from some immortal dame;
And then a weapon, and a flaming shield,

Bright as his mother's eyes, he makes him wield.

None might the mother of Achilles be,
But the fair pearl and glory of the sea.
The man to whom great Maro gives such fame,
From the high bed of heav'nly Venus came;
And our next Charles, whom all the stars design
Like wonders to accomplish, springs from thine.

A PARODY,

On the Duchess of Devonshire.

Three beauties in three different ages born,
France, Italy,† and England, did adorn ;
The first in elegance of mind surpass'd ;
The next in loveliness; in both, the last.
'The force of nature could no farther go-
To make a third, she join'd the other two.

INSCRIPTION ON A GROTTO OF SHELLS; The work of nine Young Ladies, the Miss Lisle's, daughters of Edward Lisle, Esq. and sisters to Dr. Lisle.

BY POPE.

Here, shunning idleness, at once, and praise,
The glittering emblem of each spotless dame,
This radiant pile, nine rural sisters raise;
Clear as her soul, and shining as her fame.

*Heloise.

† Laura de Sades.

Beauty, which nature only can impart,
And such a polish as disgraces art;

But fate dispos'd them in this humble sort,
And hid in deserts what would charm a court.

TO LADY TANKERVILLE;

On her reading "Sherlock on Death."

BY THE EARL OF CHESTERFIELD.

Mistaken fair, lay Sherlock by,
His doctrine is deceiving,

For when he teaches us,-to die,
He cheats us of our living.

To die's a lesson we shall know
Too soon, without a master;
Then, let us only study, now,
How we may live the faster.

To live's to love; to bless, be bless'd
With mutual inclination;

Share, then, my ardor in your breast,
And kindly meet my passion.

ON READING MILTON, WITH A YOUNG

LADY.

BY THE HON. W. R. SPENCER.

Oh yes, when we study our poet divine,

Believe me, dear girl, all the profit is mine;

When he paints the first woman, the fairest of crea

tures,

The bloom of creation still fresh on her features,

Never dreaming, as yet, or of sorrow or sin,
All faultless without, and all spotless within,
Oh, how could I think such perfection were true,
Unvouch'd by a proof so convincing as you!

And when with his muse, we shall mount to the skies,

Oh, think what advantage to me must arise,

With you through the Birth-place of Angels to roam, Where I am an alien, and you are at home!

ON MISS *

Cupid old, as fables show,

Had only one string to his bow,

With which his shafts could shoot ye;

But when Amelia speaks and smiles,
With two, she bends her how, and kills

With wit, as well as beauty.