LINES, Addressed to a Lady, on being desired to write her some Verses. STUDIOUS to please, the poet ought to be, So gentle Delia spares her swain, Now pardon me this rambling strain, And when you honour me again, O grant me this request : Be thou my Muse, expand, illume my senses, January 25. S S LINES WRITTEN BY PRIOR IN AN OVID. "OVID is the surest guide You can name to show the way, WRITTEN UNDERNEATH EXTEMPORE. IF woman once resolves to go astray, B. O. N. SONG. HAD we met in those bright day of liberty, love, I then might have gazed on thy charms, and resigned In my bosom a wild and unquenchable fire!! Those eyes, love, those eyes, will still light up my dreams, And wherever I wander, like phantoms pursue:// With the sun they will brighten and burn, and at night Will smile with Diana, and melt with the dew. Ah Flora must weep o'er her blossoms to see Those sweet lips of thine wear a lovelier streak ; And the rose of Damascus turn pallid and droop, For the beautiful vermeil that glows on thy cheek. Adieu, love, adieu! thou may'st learn to forget; But for me-the dark volume will moulder unclosed: Thou mayst revel with truth still unstained-but for me The leaves are all scathed on which honour reposed! One look of forgiveness-one tear of regretOne pressure of friendship alone-and we severTill the laws which now part us Death kindly shall And eternity bless us for ever and ever! [break, January 7, 1820. CHARLES FEIST. STANZAS. FAIR river! that flowest with wildest meander, Through vallies where flowerets bespangle the meads, Along thy green banks with delight do I wander, When Sol from the world 'neath the blue wave recedes. O smooth is thy stream, from its white bosom seeming The heavens to reflect to themselves back again ; Except where the bark, with its ensigns gay streaming, Its course urges on towards the watery plain. Ah whither their way are its crew cheerly speeding? Yon ship that her sails to the wind proudly bends; For that, lovely stream, all thy charms are neglected, Towards that all the maiden's solicitude tends. In the west the last beam of the sun is now glowing, But who from the ship the bark's progress is viewing? Adown the maid's cheek but enlivens her charms: The vessel is gained-up its side quickly passing, And safely on board, lo! she sinks in his arms. ye who of absence have tasted the sadness, The hopes and the fears that alternately flow With bosoms that truly love, now share their gladness, Ye only the bliss of this moment can know. TO ROSA. W. E. jun. SWEET girl! were life a desert plain All that is beautiful and fair. If doomed misfortune's storms to face, That brightly opened in thine eye. Frome. J. PLAYER. FANNY THE FICKLE. FANNY, I saw that thou wert fair, But beauty is with thee a snare Know, such charms baseless as the air, And thou, my girl, must have a care, Be wise betimes, and think how poor When charms that may not long endure Will laugh that thou could'st not procure J. W. DALBY. STANZAS ADDRESSED TO A LADY. AH! pity me not, for this proud heart tho' breaking The tear-drops of pity must fall unavailing On hearts that have ne'er felt their softening power; As the firm flinty rock o'er the sea waves prevailing, Proves imperviously hard to the evening shower. Islington, Feb. 16, 1821. S...... PADDY'S REPLY. A WAG once asked an English clown, The clown a consultation held ;' The same wag asked an Irish clown, Paddy reflected for a minute, His eyes in caution rolled; Then simply cried-" the devil's in it, BALLAD. DARK was the night in Brighton town, And very dark the Steyne, Few of the lamps were lighted up, And they could not be seen. When forth there came a lady gay, For oh! her mantle was made of silk, And sweetly I deem that lady smelt And quickly, quickly. this lady walked, She neither turned to the right or left, B. |