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He, entering at the study door,
And something in the wind
Just then, by adverse fate impress'd,
For, aided both by ear and scent,
His teeth were strong, the cage was wood,He left poor Bully's beak.
O, had he made that too his prey !
Fast stuck within his own.
Maria weeps,—the Muses mourn ;-
On Thracian Hebrus' side
THE rose had been wash'd, just wash'd in a shower,
The plentiful moisture encumber'd the flower,
The cup was all fill'd, and the leaves were all wet, And it seem'd, to a fanciful view,
weep for the buds it had left with regret On the flourishing bush where it grew.
I hastily seized it, unfit as it was
For a nosegay, so dripping and drown'd,
And such, I exclaim'd, is the pitiless part
This elegant rose, had I shaken it less,
Might have bloom'd with its owner awhile; And the tear that is wiped with a little address, May be follow'd perhaps by a smile.
ODE TO APOLLO.
ON AN INK-GLASS ALMOST DRIED IN THE SUN.
PATRON of all those luckless brains
Ah, why, since oceans, rivers, streams,
Why, stooping from the noon of day,
Upborne into the viewless air,
Ordain'd perhaps ere summer flies,
Though black and foul before.
Illustrious drop! and happy then
Phoebus, if such be thy design,
Give wit, that what is left may shine
THE POET'S NEW-YEAR'S GIFT. TO MRS. (AFTERWARDS LADY) THROCKMORTON. MARIA! I have every good
For thee wish'd many a time, Both sad and in a cheerful mood, But never yet in rhyme.
To wish thee fairer is no need,
What favour then not yet possess'd
None here is happy but in part;
There dwells some wish in every heart,
That wish, on some fair future day
PAIRING TIME ANTICIPATED.
I SHALL not ask Jean Jaques Rousseau',
'Tis clear that they were always able
Than to interpret by the letter
Must have a most uncommon skull.
To forestall sweet St. Valentine,
And with much twitter and much chatter
At length a Bullfinch, who could boast
My friends! be cautious how ye
It was one of the whimsical speculations of this philosopher, that all fables which ascribe reason and speech to animals, should be withheld from children, as being only vehicles of deception. But what child was ever deceived by them, or can be, against the evidence of his senses?