While ease and rapture spreads itself around, And distant hills roll back the charming sound. PHILLIS. Not this will lure me, for I'd have you know, To night his reapers bring the gather'd grain CATHARINE COCKBURN, Born 1679, died 1749, Was the daughter of a Scotch gentleman, Captain David Trotter. She wrote philosophical and theological treatises, plays, poems, &c. Song-the Vain Advice. Aн, gaze not on those eyes! forbear Fly, if thy freedom thou'dst maintain ; A heart, whose safety but in flight does lie, The Caution. SOFT kisses may be innocent; But ah! too easy maid, beware ; Tho' that is all thy kindness meant, "Tis love's delusive, fatal snare. No virgin e'er at first design'd Thro' all the maze of love to stray; But each new path allures her mind, Till wandering on, she lose her way. 'Tis easy ere set out to stay; But who the useful art can teach, When sliding down a steepy way, To stop, before the end we reach? Keep ever something in thy power, Beyond what would thy honour stain: He will not dare to aim at more, Who for small favours sighs in vain. LETITIA PILKINGTON, Born 1712, died 1750, Was the daughter of Dr. Van Lewen of Dublin, and wife of the Rev. Mr. Pilkington. The life of this talented but frail fair one, written by herself, is an amusing work. Ode, in Imitation of HORACE. I ENVY not the proud their wealth, I in this sweet retirement find Great Cincinnatus at his plough Tumultuous days, and restless nights, A stranger to the calm delights Then free from envy, care, and strife, SONG. LYING is an occupation Us'd by all who mean to rise; Politicians owe their station But to well-concerted lies. These to lovers give assistance Study this superior science, Would you rise in church or state; Bid to truth a bold defiance, "Tis the practice of the great. |