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Poetry.
FAREWELL TO THE COUNTRY . A SONNET . 0 YF . sweet haunts of Peace and Solitude !' Most loth am I to bid you now farewell , Again to mingle with the wily brood , That mid the din of busy city dwell : would therewere for quiet cell
1 me some , Where I might far I ' romFolly's court abide ; Where never Vice might spread her magic spell , . ¦ But still love , friendship , and the Muse reside . Dear , wish'd delights ! were you but mine , vain pritle [ drest , view with cottage simply
Might scorn my While I would wish that good might him betide . . tbr < Sst ; And thank kind heaven for an unruffled But 'twill not be—I must my lot endure , And patience soothe the ill it cannot cure . August 22 , 1797- R - D "
HYMN TO THE DEITY . WHILE raptur'd saints adoring stand , And burning seraphs sing , Trembling , I wait thyjust command , My Falher , God , and King ! Thou source of everlasting good , bountv flows to all
Whose , Thy-pow ' r restrains the swelling flood ; Oh hear ! to thee I call . Thy presence fillsunbounded space , Directs the reas ' ning mind ; Thro' Nature ' s various parts we trace Her God ; her God we find . Thy wisdom paims each springing flow'r , shades the blushing
And greeny Thy goodness falls in ev ' ry show r , In ev ' ry sliow ' r is seen . Wilt thou , good God , thro' ev ' ry stage ; Wilt thou , whose will is fate , From youth to swift declining age , Vouchsafe to bless my state ? ¦ Whene ' er thy wisdom thinks it fit , built frame
To shake this clay- ; Teach me with patience to submit , With patience bless thy . -.. ime . Let not the stream of partial ill My better thoughts betray ; Let truth and reason guide me still Thro' Virtue ' s flow ' ry way . Give content and of mind
me peace , And raise me when I fall ; Give zeal , with moderationjom'd , And charity for all . Drive from my breast the sceptic ' s pride . His blindness let me see ; This boon 1 ask , great God , beside A firm belief in thee .
OK A CELEBRATED BELLE'S RETIREMENT TO A COTTAGE IN WARWICK ^ SIIIIIE . RETIR ' from London ' s gaudy scene , Its false delights , inconstant spleen , Here let me life ;
pass my With sweet contentment , ever gay , Here let m ' v idle fancy stray , Free from all fashion ' s s'rife . Farewell , ye Plays , and Balls , and Fetes , Ye interesting Tetes-a-tetes , No more assail my heart : [ brooks . But rocks , and groves , and niuim'ring And novels , ( 0 delicious books !)
Shall charms alone impart . And as the varied year shall roll , Lending those raptures to the soul Whichyv-e / wg-only knows , I'll bless my stars in ev ' ry prayer , That 1 am freed from that worst care , Th' impertinence of Beaux . v VIATOH . Vale ofE-jersbam , Aug . 28 , I " 97 . * HONORIQ'S MID-DAY RETREAT .
How oft at noontide , when th' oppressive heat Reigns still and languid thro' thelazyair , Does sad Honorio t » his bow ' r retreat , And , stretch'd supine , reflect upon his fair . The mossy verdure upon which rec . lin'd , The murmuring stream meand ' ring . at his side ,
In vain relieves the anguish of his mind , In vain refreshens sorrow ' s tainted tide . Ah me , my fair one ! zephyrs fan in vain , While Venus o ' er me holds her strong controul ; Sav , what gay object can divert the pain , What mitigate the fever ot the soul I Nought but thy presence , thy resistless
pow ' r , Can lull me softly in elysian bliss : How vain the canopy of jessmine-bow ' r , And beds of roses , to Almanza's kiss ! Come then , and near me let me see thee smile , And chat and love the sultry hours away : Pleas'd , let us own each object to beguile , And bless the shelter from the noontide ray .
ON EMMA . DY DR . PERFECT . ' ¦ None but herself her harallel can be . ' I NFERIOR far is all I say , When Emma I compare to May : Nor do I half her charms disclose , When I compare her to the rose—To all she is inferior far , As glow-worms to the Evening Star .
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Poetry.
FAREWELL TO THE COUNTRY . A SONNET . 0 YF . sweet haunts of Peace and Solitude !' Most loth am I to bid you now farewell , Again to mingle with the wily brood , That mid the din of busy city dwell : would therewere for quiet cell
1 me some , Where I might far I ' romFolly's court abide ; Where never Vice might spread her magic spell , . ¦ But still love , friendship , and the Muse reside . Dear , wish'd delights ! were you but mine , vain pritle [ drest , view with cottage simply
Might scorn my While I would wish that good might him betide . . tbr < Sst ; And thank kind heaven for an unruffled But 'twill not be—I must my lot endure , And patience soothe the ill it cannot cure . August 22 , 1797- R - D "
HYMN TO THE DEITY . WHILE raptur'd saints adoring stand , And burning seraphs sing , Trembling , I wait thyjust command , My Falher , God , and King ! Thou source of everlasting good , bountv flows to all
Whose , Thy-pow ' r restrains the swelling flood ; Oh hear ! to thee I call . Thy presence fillsunbounded space , Directs the reas ' ning mind ; Thro' Nature ' s various parts we trace Her God ; her God we find . Thy wisdom paims each springing flow'r , shades the blushing
And greeny Thy goodness falls in ev ' ry show r , In ev ' ry sliow ' r is seen . Wilt thou , good God , thro' ev ' ry stage ; Wilt thou , whose will is fate , From youth to swift declining age , Vouchsafe to bless my state ? ¦ Whene ' er thy wisdom thinks it fit , built frame
To shake this clay- ; Teach me with patience to submit , With patience bless thy . -.. ime . Let not the stream of partial ill My better thoughts betray ; Let truth and reason guide me still Thro' Virtue ' s flow ' ry way . Give content and of mind
me peace , And raise me when I fall ; Give zeal , with moderationjom'd , And charity for all . Drive from my breast the sceptic ' s pride . His blindness let me see ; This boon 1 ask , great God , beside A firm belief in thee .
OK A CELEBRATED BELLE'S RETIREMENT TO A COTTAGE IN WARWICK ^ SIIIIIE . RETIR ' from London ' s gaudy scene , Its false delights , inconstant spleen , Here let me life ;
pass my With sweet contentment , ever gay , Here let m ' v idle fancy stray , Free from all fashion ' s s'rife . Farewell , ye Plays , and Balls , and Fetes , Ye interesting Tetes-a-tetes , No more assail my heart : [ brooks . But rocks , and groves , and niuim'ring And novels , ( 0 delicious books !)
Shall charms alone impart . And as the varied year shall roll , Lending those raptures to the soul Whichyv-e / wg-only knows , I'll bless my stars in ev ' ry prayer , That 1 am freed from that worst care , Th' impertinence of Beaux . v VIATOH . Vale ofE-jersbam , Aug . 28 , I " 97 . * HONORIQ'S MID-DAY RETREAT .
How oft at noontide , when th' oppressive heat Reigns still and languid thro' thelazyair , Does sad Honorio t » his bow ' r retreat , And , stretch'd supine , reflect upon his fair . The mossy verdure upon which rec . lin'd , The murmuring stream meand ' ring . at his side ,
In vain relieves the anguish of his mind , In vain refreshens sorrow ' s tainted tide . Ah me , my fair one ! zephyrs fan in vain , While Venus o ' er me holds her strong controul ; Sav , what gay object can divert the pain , What mitigate the fever ot the soul I Nought but thy presence , thy resistless
pow ' r , Can lull me softly in elysian bliss : How vain the canopy of jessmine-bow ' r , And beds of roses , to Almanza's kiss ! Come then , and near me let me see thee smile , And chat and love the sultry hours away : Pleas'd , let us own each object to beguile , And bless the shelter from the noontide ray .
ON EMMA . DY DR . PERFECT . ' ¦ None but herself her harallel can be . ' I NFERIOR far is all I say , When Emma I compare to May : Nor do I half her charms disclose , When I compare her to the rose—To all she is inferior far , As glow-worms to the Evening Star .