SONNET. OCCASIONED BY DISENGAGING A MARTLET FROM THE JAWS OF A CAT. BY T. PARK, ESQ. HERALD of Summer! hapless was the flight Fann'd the young swarms that hover near the flood, Yon dark assassin, at one deadly spring, Fix'd his strong talons in thy innocent blood! Nor ever can thy shatter'd pinion tower To milder climes when wintry white-frosts chill, Nor hither flit at April's balmy hour To mould thy matted nest with plastic bill: Like some sad alien from Gallia's shore, Here wert thou exil'd, to return no more! SONNET. Written extempore, at the request of a Lady, for a Valentine. BY CHARLES LEFTLY, ESQ. Dost thou pass sleepless nights, by day-light rove Dost thou remember nothing but thy love, Now burn with ardent hopes, now chill with freezing fears? Perchance thy mistress treats thy suit with scorn, For thou and none but thou shalt be her VALENTINE, SONNET. TO MR. WESTALL. BY CHARLES LEFTLY, ESQ. WESTALL, I wish'd to steal into Fame's graces, She loves each object that your pencil traces, To get admitted to the porch of Fame. O THOU! for whom my verse has often flow'd Tho' many a spring has deck'd, with flow'rs, thy grave, Time rolls his years; but loses still his aim T'impair the deep impressions nature gave. Thine image can each present object brave, And prove remembrance stronger far than sense. Fraternal love can never cease to crave The tender tribute of regret intense. Tho' hoary age should tell my hundredth year, SONNET. THE MUSING LOVER. LONG have these walls, since touch'd by Ruin's hand, To whom henceforth my best regards are due; Here first those eyes I saw, whose radiance clear |