VIII.

Soon then I fnatch the willing reed,

And foon it founds my Sylvia's name;
My wond'ring flocks forget to feed,
And liften while I tell my flame.

IX.

Again the fmiling sparkling eye

Beams luftre o'er her heav'nly face;

Again the cheek of vermil dye

Sheds, blufhful round, its wonted grace

X.

Again her heaving breasts betray

A paffion of fublimer kind;

There all the loves and graces play,

And there th' unerring archer* blind.

XI.

Again I clasp her round, in blifs,

And prefs the yielding melting palm;

Again I fteal th' ambrofial kiss

From lips diftilling fweeteft balm!

* Cupid.

SONG.

S

S

I.

N

FT had I laugh'd at female pow'r,
And flighted Venus' chain-

Then cheerful sped each fleeting hour,

Unknown to eating pain;

II.

By Stoic rules, feverely taught,

To scorn bright beauty's charms,
Sage wisdom fway'd each rifing thought,
And woo'd me to her arms;

III.

Till Sylvia, heav'nly Sylvia, came,
Sweet pleasure play'd her round;
Her lucid eyes fhot forth a flame,
That hardeft hearts would wound.

IV.

Quick from

my breast each bold refolve,

In empty æther flew

My limbs in trembling bliss diffolve,

All wet with chilling dew.

G.

V. O charmer!

མ.

O charmer! cease that ardent gaze,

Nor rob me of my

rest;

Such light'ning from thofe eye-lids plays,
It burns my tortur'd breast.

VI.

Deluded fwains, who, vainly proud,
Affume gay freedom's air,

And, boaftful, fcorn the proftrate crowd
That figh before the fair!

VII.

If once fair Sylvia you should meet,

And view her heav'nly mien ; To Love converted, at her feet, You'll hug the pleafing chain.

HILE

WH

I.

you, dear Тoм, are forc'd to roam, In fearch of fortune, far from home, O'er bogs, o'er feas and mountains;

I too, debar'd the foft retreat

Of fhady groves, and murmur sweet
Of filver-prattling fountains,

II. Must

*See an account of the THOMAS GODFREYS, father and fon, in the American Magazine. The above little ode is addreffed to the fon. Mr. Evans and he were intimate in life, and in death not long divided. They poffeffed a kind of congenial fpirits, and their fates were not diffimilar. Both courted the Mufes from their very infancy; and both were called from this world as they were but entering into their ftate of manhood. On Mr. Godfrey's death, Mr. Evans collected and published his pieces in a fmall volume, and foon afterwards left his ow pieces to the like friendly care of others.

II.

Muft mingle with the bustling throng,
And bear my load of cares along,

Like any other finner:

For, where's the ecstasy in this,

To loiter in poetic bliss,

And go without a dinner?

III.

FLACCUS, we know, immortal bard!
With mighty kings and statesmen far'd,
And liv'd in chearful plenty :
But now, in those degenerate days,
The flight reward of empty praise,
Scarce one receives in twenty.

IV.

Well might the Roman fwan, along
The pleasing Tiber, pour his fong,
When bleft with ease and quiet;
Oft did he grace Mæcenas' board,
Who would for him throw by the lord,

And in Falernian riot.