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The tear which Pity taught to flow,

The eye shall then disown;
The heart that melts for others woe,

Shall then [carce feel it's own.

The wounds which now each moment bleed,

Each moment then shall close; And tranquil days fhall still fucceed

To nights of calm repose.

O Fairy Elf! but grant me this,

This one kind comfort send; And so may never-fading bliss

Thy flow'ry paths attend !

So may the glow-worm's glimm'ring light

Thy tiny footsteps lead
To fome new region of delight,

Unknown to mortal tread!

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THE FAIRY'S ANSWER

TO MRS. ŚREVILLE.

BY THE COUNTESS OF C

W to

WITHOUT preamble, to my friend,

hasty lines I'm bid to send,
Or give, if I am able ;
I dare not hesitate to say,
Tho' I have trembled all the day,

It looks so like a fable.

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The moon did shine serenely bright,
And every star did deck the night,

While Zephyr fann'd the trees ;
No more

assail'd

my

mind's repose, Save that yon stream, which murmuring flows,

Did echo to the breeze,

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Enrapt in folemn thought, I sate,
Revolving o'er the turns of Fate,

Yet void of hope or fear ;
When, lo! behold an airy throng,
With lightest steps, and jocund song,

Surpriz'd my eye and ear.

A form

A form superior to the rest,
His little voice to me address’d,

And gently thus began :
• I've heard strange things from one of you,
Pray tell me if

you

think 'tis true, Explain it if you can.

• Such incense has perfum'd my throne, • Such eloquence my heart has won,

• I think I guess the hand ! • I know her wit and beauty too, • But why she sends a prayer

fo

new • I cannot understand.

• To light some flames, and some revive, To keep some others just alive,

• Full oft I am implor'd; • But, with peculiar power to please, To supplicate for nought but ease,

“ 'Tis odd, upon my word !

• Tell her, with fruitless care I've fought;
• And tho' my realms, with wonders fraught,

« In remedies abound,

No grain of cold Indifference • Was ever yet ally'd to Sense,

• In all my Fairy round,

* The regions of the sky I'd trace, • I'd ransack every earthly place,

? Each leaf, each herb, each flower, « To mitigate the pargs of Fear,

Dispel the clouds of black Despair, ? Or lull the restless hour !

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! I would

• I would be generous, as I'm just,
• But I obey, as others must,

Those laws which Fate has made:
My tiny kingdom how defend,
And what might be the horrid end
• Should man my state inyade!

• "Twould put your mind into a rage, • And fuch unequal war to wage

• Suits not my regal duty ! • I dare not change a first decree, She's doom'd to please, nor can be free!

Such is the lot of Beauty:'.

This faid, he darted o'er the plain,
And after follow'd all his train;

No glimpse of him I find:
But sure I am, the little sprite,
These words, before he took his flight,

Imprinted on my mind,

TO A LADY BEFORE MARRIAGE,

BY MR. TICKEL.

.

,

With charms to win, and sense to fix the heart!
By thousands fought, Clotilda, can'ft thou free
Thy crowd of captives, and defcend to me ?
Content in shades obscure to wake thy life,
A hidden beauty, and a country wife!
O liften while thy summers are my theme !
Ah, soothe thy partner in his waking dream!

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