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Winter, An Ode.
Yet time Life ' s dreary winter brings , When Mirth's gay tale shall please no more , Nor Music charm , tho' Stella sings , Nor Love nor Wine the Spring restore : Catch then , 0 ! catch the transient hour , Improve each moment as it flies , Life ' s a short summer , man a flow ' r , He dies ! alas 1 how soon he dies !
Sonnet, On Seeing Julia Gathering Roses In The Dew.
SONNET , ON SEEING JULIA GATHERING ROSES IN THE DEW .
FROM balmy sleep by restless fancy torn , As slow their devious path my steps pursue . Dark they were printed in the morning dew , That hung its trembling lustres on the thorn . Is it Aurora , breaking to adorn The misty landscape with her rosy hue ?
Ah ! no , to Julia ' s beauty vibrates true This heart , and owns her brighter than the morn . Were ever lillies with the blushing rose So sweetly blended , as her fingers cull Now here , now there , each bud that opening blows , The various tinted nosegay to compose , With dews besprinkled , and of fragrance full ; But mine its thorns , in added love and woes .
Epitaph, On An Old Favourite Dog.
EPITAPH , ON AN OLD FAVOURITE DOG .
HERE lies a pattern for the human race , A dog that did his work and knew his place : A trusty servant , to his master dear ; A safe companion and friend sincere . In spite of bribes and threats severely just , He sought no pension , and he broke no trust .
The midnight thief and strolling gypsy found That faithful Sancho watch'd the mansion round : Strange pigs and foxes , vermin , ev ' ry foe , All felt how far his honest rage could go . To walk obsequious at his master ' s side Was trusty Sauc / jo ' s p leasure , and his pride : No squire , than he , more zealous for his knight .
By day to serve him , and to watch by night ; By ' ways so various he was skill'd to please , That spleen and vapours soften'd into ease ; The shame of two-legg'd mortals higher born , By worth superior he retorts their scorn ; VOL , vn . 3 G
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Winter, An Ode.
Yet time Life ' s dreary winter brings , When Mirth's gay tale shall please no more , Nor Music charm , tho' Stella sings , Nor Love nor Wine the Spring restore : Catch then , 0 ! catch the transient hour , Improve each moment as it flies , Life ' s a short summer , man a flow ' r , He dies ! alas 1 how soon he dies !
Sonnet, On Seeing Julia Gathering Roses In The Dew.
SONNET , ON SEEING JULIA GATHERING ROSES IN THE DEW .
FROM balmy sleep by restless fancy torn , As slow their devious path my steps pursue . Dark they were printed in the morning dew , That hung its trembling lustres on the thorn . Is it Aurora , breaking to adorn The misty landscape with her rosy hue ?
Ah ! no , to Julia ' s beauty vibrates true This heart , and owns her brighter than the morn . Were ever lillies with the blushing rose So sweetly blended , as her fingers cull Now here , now there , each bud that opening blows , The various tinted nosegay to compose , With dews besprinkled , and of fragrance full ; But mine its thorns , in added love and woes .
Epitaph, On An Old Favourite Dog.
EPITAPH , ON AN OLD FAVOURITE DOG .
HERE lies a pattern for the human race , A dog that did his work and knew his place : A trusty servant , to his master dear ; A safe companion and friend sincere . In spite of bribes and threats severely just , He sought no pension , and he broke no trust .
The midnight thief and strolling gypsy found That faithful Sancho watch'd the mansion round : Strange pigs and foxes , vermin , ev ' ry foe , All felt how far his honest rage could go . To walk obsequious at his master ' s side Was trusty Sauc / jo ' s p leasure , and his pride : No squire , than he , more zealous for his knight .
By day to serve him , and to watch by night ; By ' ways so various he was skill'd to please , That spleen and vapours soften'd into ease ; The shame of two-legg'd mortals higher born , By worth superior he retorts their scorn ; VOL , vn . 3 G