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The following LINES were written upon
By the Honourable
CHARLES J A MES FOX.
WHERE the loveliek expresħun to features is
By nature's most delicate pencil defign'l;
gaze without raptures on Amoret's eyes ; That
my wishes which never were bounded before, Are here bounded by friendship, and ask for no more,
Is't reason? no; that my whole life will belye,
strain, That I've felt each reverse that from fortune can flow, 'That I've tasted cach bliss that the happiest know, Has still been the whimsical fate of my life, Where anguish and joy have been ever at ftrife. But tho'vers’d in th extremes both of pleasure and pain, I am still but too ready to feel them again. If then for this once in my life I am free, And escape from a snare might catch wiser than me; 'Tis that beauty alone but imperfectly charms For tho'brightness may dazzle 'tis kindness that warms : As on suns in the winter with pleasure we gaze, But feel not the warmth though their splendour we
praise, So beauty our just admiration may claim, But love, and love only the heart can inflame.
On seeing the Duchess of Devonshira in full
Whom the meek nymph, Simplicity,
* Sir William Chambers.
And save those charms from fashion's tawdry reign,
From her cumbrous forehead tear
from some faint above-
VI'ritten in the Garden of a 'Friend. .
By W. MA SON, A. M.
HILE o'er my head this laurel-woven bow's
Its arch of glittering verdure wildly fings, .Can.fancy slumber? can the tuneful pow'r,
That rules my lyre, neglect her wonted itrings ?
No; it the blightning East deform'd the plain,
If this gay bank no balmy sweets exhald, Still Mould the grove re-echo to my ftrain, And friendship prompt the theme, where beauty
For he, whose careless art this foliage drest,
Who bad these twining braids of woodbine bend, He first with truth and virtue taught my breast
Wherę best to chuse, and best to fix a friend,