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The Afflicted Parents, An Elegy
Blest to imagine every small increase A father ' s wishes For his child would crown , His youth protect with competence in peace , And shield his manhood from misfortune ' s frown . Did twins Pastora ' s fav ' fite ewe produce , Her cleanly dairy with profusion glow , She wish'd the profits for no oilier use Than on her darling Edwin to bestow .
Ab what availsthe father ' s fiatt'ring thought ? Ah what avails his captivating hope ? The mother ' s fondness with endearments fraught > . Each pleasing view thro'fancy ' s telescope ? Of every hope , of every wish the bloom , ( Let grief parental teach the tear to flow ) He fell an early victim to the tomb— [ woe .
Who knows a parent ' s bean must feel their The see e thus chang'd , let sympathy ofgrief , Unhappy Corydon , ihy sorrows share ; But how shall condolence afford relief Xosad Pastora , with disheveil'd hair ? . Frantic and wild she heaves the burden'd To melancholy sinks a willing prey , [ sigh ; Views the youth ' s obsequies with streaming
Nor wishes death his menaces to stay , [ eye , In vain did Corydon advice tap-art , With manly fortitude his sighs suppress ; 'Ly comfort strive lo soothe her anguish'd heart , And urgetheiroff ' spring's endless happiness . In vain remonstrance friendly counsel 'lent : Within the course of one succeeding , year , I-Itr life with ceaseless lamentations spent , "In sad profession borne I maik'd her bier .
Afflicted Corydon exerts bis sense In all the manliness of silent woe ; " No wrong , " he cries , " can Aiercy ' s God disj . e . ise : [ know ? " The ways of heaven shall man pretend to See in yon sacred spot , the yew tree nigh , Two graves are closed with one sepulchral stone
, Engrav'd by Corydon , With many a sigh , " ' ' I ' vjas hcavci ., thy v : ill—c . !!< l te ! that will lie done , " ThesufPring sage to solitude resigu'd , 'Twas mir .. ; to piovethesyinpathe-. ic friend , To check the painful starlings of his mind , And cc-ii . olaiion ' s healing balm to leiid .
To The Memory Of Laura.
TO THE MEMORY OF LAURA .
BY THE SAME . . . She V .-EI- ; the henil ir . aid of chariTy , 2 nd peace dwelt in l : Ci-t : OV'i : ! . " . £ ¦ o common anguish wrings my torur'd heart , No vulgar sorrow points ir . y bosom's smart ; Laura , I ween !—O Utway , could my lays , vri '
Like iliine , my temples decorate -. h bays , Melpomene should then unfold her pou- ' rj . —O'er ihe bright mead when morning led ii . e hum's ,
To The Memory Of Laura.
And when each eve her modest head reclin'd , Taste , beauty , truth ; andelegance combin'd , In her were . seen—of Genius' ho nour'd trains Is there not one losing the plaintive strain ? Then , lovely maid , my humble muse shall tell , [ Laura fell . " " Earth ' s fairest flower was clos'd when Oft have 1 seen her steps by mercy led To sickness pining on a scanty bed
, And , angel-like , contributing relief [ grief ! To widow'd woe , , depress'd with pungent The poor c'istress'd ^ impeil'd by gratitude , Deplore their loss , when die the virtuousgood ; With undissembled tears approve my verse , And pensive weep o ' er Laura ' s hallov / 'rf hearse .
Ode On Classic Discipline.
ODE ON CLASSIC DISCIPLINE .
BY THE I ' . EV . MB . BISHOP . i . Dows the steep abrupt of hills Furious foams the head-long tide ; Thio' the mead the rivulet trills , Swelling slow in gentle pride . Ruin vastand dread dismay
, , Mark the clamorous cataract ' s way ; Glad increase , and bloom benign Round tiie streamlet ' s margin shine . n . Youth ! with stedfast eye peruse Scenes , to lesson thee display'd ! , Yes , —in these the moralmi . ise Bids thee know thyself portray'tl !
Thou may ' s ! rush with headstrong force , Wasteful like the torrent's course ; Or resemble rills that flow , Blest and blessing as they go ! . in . Infant sense io all our kind , Puie the young ideas brings ; From within ihe fountain mit-. d
, Issuing at a thousand springs . Who shall make the current stray Smooth along the desn ' n'd way . ' Who shall , as it runs , refiner Who ' —but ' C ' . ' jjjj / c- Discip . ine !
IV . She , whatever fond desire , Stubborn died , or ruder speech , Inexperience might inspire , - Or absurd indulgence teach . Timely cautious shall restrain ; Hiddiug childhood own the vein : She with sport shall labour mix ; She , escursive fancy fix .
v . Prime support of learned lore , Perseycidiice joins her train ; Pages oft turn'd o ' er and o'er , Tiirnit'go ' er ' aiid o'er again ! Givin ;; , in'due fcrnif of school , . Sound , significance , ul erara-e , rule : While ihe storer . of ineiiiurv erow , Croat , tho ' gradual ; sure , tho' slow .
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The Afflicted Parents, An Elegy
Blest to imagine every small increase A father ' s wishes For his child would crown , His youth protect with competence in peace , And shield his manhood from misfortune ' s frown . Did twins Pastora ' s fav ' fite ewe produce , Her cleanly dairy with profusion glow , She wish'd the profits for no oilier use Than on her darling Edwin to bestow .
Ab what availsthe father ' s fiatt'ring thought ? Ah what avails his captivating hope ? The mother ' s fondness with endearments fraught > . Each pleasing view thro'fancy ' s telescope ? Of every hope , of every wish the bloom , ( Let grief parental teach the tear to flow ) He fell an early victim to the tomb— [ woe .
Who knows a parent ' s bean must feel their The see e thus chang'd , let sympathy ofgrief , Unhappy Corydon , ihy sorrows share ; But how shall condolence afford relief Xosad Pastora , with disheveil'd hair ? . Frantic and wild she heaves the burden'd To melancholy sinks a willing prey , [ sigh ; Views the youth ' s obsequies with streaming
Nor wishes death his menaces to stay , [ eye , In vain did Corydon advice tap-art , With manly fortitude his sighs suppress ; 'Ly comfort strive lo soothe her anguish'd heart , And urgetheiroff ' spring's endless happiness . In vain remonstrance friendly counsel 'lent : Within the course of one succeeding , year , I-Itr life with ceaseless lamentations spent , "In sad profession borne I maik'd her bier .
Afflicted Corydon exerts bis sense In all the manliness of silent woe ; " No wrong , " he cries , " can Aiercy ' s God disj . e . ise : [ know ? " The ways of heaven shall man pretend to See in yon sacred spot , the yew tree nigh , Two graves are closed with one sepulchral stone
, Engrav'd by Corydon , With many a sigh , " ' ' I ' vjas hcavci ., thy v : ill—c . !!< l te ! that will lie done , " ThesufPring sage to solitude resigu'd , 'Twas mir .. ; to piovethesyinpathe-. ic friend , To check the painful starlings of his mind , And cc-ii . olaiion ' s healing balm to leiid .
To The Memory Of Laura.
TO THE MEMORY OF LAURA .
BY THE SAME . . . She V .-EI- ; the henil ir . aid of chariTy , 2 nd peace dwelt in l : Ci-t : OV'i : ! . " . £ ¦ o common anguish wrings my torur'd heart , No vulgar sorrow points ir . y bosom's smart ; Laura , I ween !—O Utway , could my lays , vri '
Like iliine , my temples decorate -. h bays , Melpomene should then unfold her pou- ' rj . —O'er ihe bright mead when morning led ii . e hum's ,
To The Memory Of Laura.
And when each eve her modest head reclin'd , Taste , beauty , truth ; andelegance combin'd , In her were . seen—of Genius' ho nour'd trains Is there not one losing the plaintive strain ? Then , lovely maid , my humble muse shall tell , [ Laura fell . " " Earth ' s fairest flower was clos'd when Oft have 1 seen her steps by mercy led To sickness pining on a scanty bed
, And , angel-like , contributing relief [ grief ! To widow'd woe , , depress'd with pungent The poor c'istress'd ^ impeil'd by gratitude , Deplore their loss , when die the virtuousgood ; With undissembled tears approve my verse , And pensive weep o ' er Laura ' s hallov / 'rf hearse .
Ode On Classic Discipline.
ODE ON CLASSIC DISCIPLINE .
BY THE I ' . EV . MB . BISHOP . i . Dows the steep abrupt of hills Furious foams the head-long tide ; Thio' the mead the rivulet trills , Swelling slow in gentle pride . Ruin vastand dread dismay
, , Mark the clamorous cataract ' s way ; Glad increase , and bloom benign Round tiie streamlet ' s margin shine . n . Youth ! with stedfast eye peruse Scenes , to lesson thee display'd ! , Yes , —in these the moralmi . ise Bids thee know thyself portray'tl !
Thou may ' s ! rush with headstrong force , Wasteful like the torrent's course ; Or resemble rills that flow , Blest and blessing as they go ! . in . Infant sense io all our kind , Puie the young ideas brings ; From within ihe fountain mit-. d
, Issuing at a thousand springs . Who shall make the current stray Smooth along the desn ' n'd way . ' Who shall , as it runs , refiner Who ' —but ' C ' . ' jjjj / c- Discip . ine !
IV . She , whatever fond desire , Stubborn died , or ruder speech , Inexperience might inspire , - Or absurd indulgence teach . Timely cautious shall restrain ; Hiddiug childhood own the vein : She with sport shall labour mix ; She , escursive fancy fix .
v . Prime support of learned lore , Perseycidiice joins her train ; Pages oft turn'd o ' er and o'er , Tiirnit'go ' er ' aiid o'er again ! Givin ;; , in'due fcrnif of school , . Sound , significance , ul erara-e , rule : While ihe storer . of ineiiiurv erow , Croat , tho ' gradual ; sure , tho' slow .