953 UC-NRLF B 3 57b bEfl BERKELEY LIBRARY UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA Hatin, « CH' 10 TORNI AD ALTRA VITA, ED A PIU BELLE IMPRESE." Petrarca, Sonbon : PUBLISHED BY JAMES CAWTHORN, BOOKSELLER TO HER ROYAL HIGHNESS THE PRINCESS OP WALES, 24, COCKSPUR-STREET. 1812. IToXA>iv ri'fix, x* v -> $'*« ^povEOL/cr' Odvcrw, Kjpro/xEo* t' Etfeann, KAI ESEPEOI©' OTIS EIH. J/ Ol H. 15. " Propitious Pallas, to secure her care, Around him spread a veil of thicken'd air; To shun th' encounter of the vulgar crowd, Insulting still, inquisitive, and loud." Pope. Odyss. VII. 20 W. WILSON, Printer, 4, OREVILLE-STREET, HATTON-GARDEN, LONDON, ceca<7Tat iravrcc, sppwrat xctuou, ccvpoci (Pifovart rag Ttotkouccg eXTrt^aj. W hat piercing shriek, what cry of wild affright Chides the dull silence of unbroken night ? Cold are the drops which these moist limbs bedew, I wake to weep, I slept to dream of You. Methought the well-known stream before me flow'd. While languid breezes o'er its current rode ; Slow-wheeling sank the sun's autumnal ray, And twilight meekly stole on parting day ; 31 No sound was heard, save when the river side Beat back the * minute ripplings of its tide ; No light, save Hesper, glancing on the stream, Pour'd the mild lustre of his dewy beam. Thus oft before — ah ! no, how chang'd the view, How varied now from that which once I knew ! I did not pause upon the pausing eye, Meet look with look, or mingle sigh with sigh ; I did not gaze on Fancy's glass to see That all was Love, as Love was all to me. Silent and slow by that wide-water'd green, I wander'd forth to weep, alone, unseen : — Alone ? ah ! no, my own sad thoughts were there ; Unseen ? thine eye is never clos'd, Despair ! I saw, in Fancy's vivid colours warm, E'en now again I see the much-lov'd form : I heard once more the warblings of that tongue, Ah ! who could fly them, while the syren sung ! Her cheek's warm glow, her sigh but half repress'd, Her eye's soft lustre, seeming love confess'd : * " With minute drops from off the eaves." // Penseroso. False, fleeting slumber ! why my tears renew ? So lovely once she smil'd, and not more true. Is there no dream which ceases to beguile ? No sleep which wears not a delusive smile ? No lasting slumber of unfeign'd repose ? No couch on which the tear-drop never flows ? Cease, cease, perturbed spirit, to repine ; There is that couch, that sleep will soon be thine. 33 aura&m. LE RAISOXNER TRISTEMENT S ACCREDITE ; ON COURT, HELAS ! APRES LA VERITE : AH ! CROYEZ MOI, L'ERREUR A SON MERITE, 1 do not woo thy power, dread Queen, Stern mistress of the frowning mien ; With busy step, and onward eye, To those who bow before thee, fly ; Nor let thy chilling influence bind The high and uncontrolled mind. * Srhiller has written a celebrated Ode on a similar subject, F 34 Haste thee to those who love to trace Mechanic laws for Time and Space, And prove that undiscover'd force Which guides the wandering planet's course : O turn to those ; but leave to me Unfetter'd Nature, wild and free, High on her universal throne, Distinctly seen, but dimly known. Leave me those dreams which they of old The wise of other days have told, Pouring through all Creation's range Mysterious form, and being strange. Oh ! do not say yon glorious Sun By Gravity's dull law can run ; Or think a cold and lifeless ball Sheds heat, and light, and life o'er all. Saw ye the downward wheels of night Fly fast before the dawning light ? At first what silv'ry gleam it throws ; It blushes now — and now it glows — It rises higher — 'tis brighter still — It tops yon golden-skirted hill — 35 And now it flings a certain ray — It is, it is the Lord of Day ! How soon the gentle herald star Grows pale before his gorgeous car ; And bears to climes still veil'd in night Glad tidings of approaching light ! How quickly o'er Heav'n's azure zone The fiery-harness'd steeds have flown ; And brooding o'er the twilight pale, Snuff" freshness from the ocean gale ! So deem'd the Sage, till falling night Pour'd other wonders on his sight : Each star whose lustre o'er him play'd, Once liv'd, some Hero, or some Maid 5 Each beam of midnight's silv'ry throng Was hallow'd by the Poet's song ; Here bright with borrow'd gems was seen The chaplet of the Gnossian Queen ; * Here wept the sister stars, and here Orion pois'd his glittering spear. To the worn seaman's sleepless eye, The Twins auspicious light supply ; * The Pleiadeis. 36 And oft he thought his bark secure, Steer'd by the guiding Cynosure. Or when the swart and fiery North Pour'd all his legion'd meteors forth, And o'er the ruddy face of heaven Flash'd the dread brand of midnight levin ; His wond'ring eye imagin'd then Embattled shapes of armed men, And saw in wild confusion hurl'd The warriors of another world ! Breath'd there a gale of softer mood ? 'Twas Zephyr who his Flora woo'd. Did clouds the dark'ned sky deform ? Jove wing'd the bolt, and urg'd the storm. Untutor'd in Refraction's law, The many color'd bow he saw, And deem'd that Iris o'er the skies Trac'd with light hand her fleeting dyes ! How chang'd the scene ! with piercing gleam Truth flings her scientific beam : Rent is the veil ! and light unbless'd To Nature's inmost shrine has press'd ! 37 For us no Naiad wells her tide ; No Wood-nymph decks the forest side : With backward steps the mighty Pan Has left his haunted groves to man ; Hush'd is the warning voice which broke In murmurs from Dodona's oak ; And 'neath the dark Cumcean cave To us no frantic Sibyls rave. Now Earth, by hidden influence bound, Spins ceaseless in its dizzy round ; And orbs on lifeless orbs arise, To chase th' immortals from the skies ! These are thy triumphs, mighty Queen Thine is this dull material scene ! To Fancy's faerie visions blind, Stern Reason chains the fetter'd mind, And turns its energies alone To what is prov'd, and what is known ! 38 &0ttfi* i. .Ljassib ! you could love me well ! I know it by your sparkling ee : Why then will you never tell That which all the world can see ? II. Lassie ! you would fain be mine ! I see it by your cheek's warm glow Why then do your lips decline That which ev'ry look must show ? 39 III. Who could view that sparkling eye, Who could mark that kindling cheek, See thee, and control the sigh ? Hear thee, and forbear to speak ? IV. Here's my heart, an honest heart, Warm, though 'tis I who tell thee so ; Take it then, and ere we part, Smile, and bid me never go. 10 ^tora* 1 saw my Flora's hands intwine The tendrils of the cluster'd vine ; Deep blush'd the grape's impurpled skin With rich and luscious draughts within : She press'd the juice, and laughing cried, QuarK, freely quaff the racy tide ! — I knew its power, and turn'd to sip A milder nectar from her lip ; 41 But when, alas ! from wine could flow Such madd'ning dreams as now I know ! Who could have drain'd from any bowl Such sweet ebriety of soul ! She blush'd, and bade me roses seek, Then sham'd them by her glowing cheek. She loos'd the simple zone which bound Her bosom's love-inspiring round, And ever, as it rose and fell, Seem'd with her laughing eyes to tell, Though fair yon snowy flowers appear, The lily's native bed is here. My willing steps the wanton led By many a rich and fragrant bed, Where amid livelier tints was seen The laurel's stay'd and sober green. Seductive fair ! I would not now With victor wreaths intwine my brow ; Mine be the less ambitious braid With Flora 'neath the myrtle shade ! 49 paltnovta. 1 ake hence the bowl thine hands bestow'd When pure the tide of rapture flow'd ! Take hence the bowl ! I would not drain It's rich and nectar'd juice again; tor though the brim in joy be dy'd, The lees of sorrow lurk beside ; And sad and fev'rish is the dream Of him who quaffs that treach'rous stream. 43 Oh ! hide the cheek which cannot show The rose's pure and morning glow. Say not it's tinge is still the same, The tear is guilt, the blush is shame ! I thought that simple ribband press'd A simpler heart, and softer breast ; But bind the zone ! I would not see A bosom that is dead to me ; I cannot think the lily fair When ev'ry spoiler's hand is there. Lead not my steps those flowers beside, Their bloom is wither'd, gone their pride : The noon -day sun his radiance threw, And drain'd their sweets, and quaff'd their dew And now their drooping heads betray The fervour of his wanton ray. The myrtle too, which twin'd around Our bower, and hid its hallow'd bound ; The myrtle which has seen me lie With quivering lip, and tranced eye, Hanging enamour'd o'er the cheek Where joy and passion lov'd to speak, — 44 Where is it now ? what star has shed Sad influence on its leafless head ? - What blast malign has dar'd invade It's dear and consecrated shade ? Away ! away ! the laurel now Must wreath again this aching brow. And will it soothe the bosom's heat ? Pluck rooted Memory from her seat ? And hush the half-unwilling sigh ? And chase the tear, and close the eye ? Ah ! no, the poppy flower must bind That head which once the myrtle twin'd. 45 3n apology ifor &ri»'ttg <&ftm Xxe who loves but once alone, Love's full power hath never known : Only he true bliss can tell, Who often loves, and always well. When first the new created Sun Began his morning course to run, He pierc'd with pale and dubious beam, The slumber of some nameless stream ; 46 Or onward as his chariot roll'd, Tipp'd some lone mountain head with gold. Till pacing from his Eastern gate, Sublime he rode, in lordly state, And flung, in plenitude of day, The glories of his noontide ray. Then heav'n, and earth, and sea, and sky, Teem'd from the fiery source on high ; Wide rang'd the God o'er wood and hill, Warm'd every rock, quaff'd every rill, And Nature's universal frame * Drank life and gladness from his flame. So the fond youth but yields in part To the first rifler of his heart : But when once he breaks above The twilight of his morning love, Soft is every hand he presses, Dear each lip his lip caresses, Ev'ry cheek, and ev'ry eye, Lap him in sweet phantasy. * " The laughing flowers which round them hkm, Drink life and fragrance as they flow." Gray's Progress of Potty. 47 Then, only then, the trembling boy Feels the whole fury of his joy ! Evening falls and Phoebus leads The slow march of his downward steeds ; Shorn is now that garish ray Which blaz'd in pomp and pride of day ; And sweeter far, though far less bright, Plays his mild and soften'd light, Lingering, ere it sinks to rest, On some green island in the West. Half-quench'd in life's fast ebbing stream, Thus shines true Passion's chasten'd beam, And throws its steadiest parting ray On all it lov'd in noontide day ; Collects the radiance of it's fires, And glows, and warms, as it expires. 4S a Eeason ^or VLtiMiQ, . JJ.E who loves entranc'd to gaze Upon midnight's sapphire blaze, Would he turn one star to see, Though that one might Hesper be ? Yes, when in loneliness of night Quench'd is the blaze of sapphire light, When half-dropt foot, and poised tread Speak doubt, and weariness, and dread; 49 If haply o'er the clouded sky One beam should for a moment fly, Should Hesper glimmer from afar, He then will bless that single star ! Ere the soft gales of Spring are near, We court the firstlings of the year ; If, stealing 'neath the covert stone, The Violet bloom, half hid, half shewn ; Or linnet from the leafless spray Chaunt her solitary lay ; How dear that lone and maiden flower ! Within that single note what power ! But soon as wanton May hath shed Rich garlands from her wreathed head, When field, and vale, and grove diffuse Their mingling sweets, and varying hues, And, wide as distant sight can range, Earth lives in universal change, And, far as- sound can float along, Great Nature hymns her general song ; Where dwells the ear ? where rests the eye ? On all, on each, on earth, on sky ! H .30 Fled is Spring ? is Summer fled ? Hath Autumn droop'd her vine-wreath'd head ? Doth sullen storm, and north hlast deep Proclaim sad Nature's wintry sleep ? Sweet virgin flower ! e'er Spring began, Her sultry course ere Summer ran, Ere Autumn's lingering step withdrew, I lov'd thy modest tint of blue. Where art thou now ? thy widow'd stem Hath shed it's rich and purple gem ; Where art thou ? had I cull'd thy pride, Ere Winter chill'd, or Summer dried, Thy morning hues, thy noon-day bloom, The fragrance of thy night perfume, Thy birth, thy progress, thy decline, Thy parting sweets, had all been mine ! Oh ! may I, ere the Summer day Of fair-fac'd Youth has pass'd away, And Age with scanty fingers shed His wintry tresses on my head, Oh ! may I from the flaunting pride Of the deck'd garden turn aside ; .61 And in some far removed cell, Yet not a lonely being, dwell ! There the sweet single star shall gleam The gentlest influence of it's beam, And guide me with a steady light Through the dim mist of gath'ring night ; There, too, for me the maiden flower Shall spring, lov'd inmate of my bower, Grace me while living by it's bloom, Nor droop till it intwines my tomb. 52 €i)e ftetunt» JURAVI QUOTIES BEDITURUM AD LIMINA NUNQUAM. CUM BENE JURAVI TES TAMEN IPSE REDIT. I. I thought that Love's once broken chain Would never bind this heart again ; I thought I ne'er should heave the sigh To glowing cheek, or answ'ring eye ; And were these chilling fancies true ? Ah ! who can tell me this — but You ! 53 II. 'Twas You who bade my bosom know In boyish age no boyish glow ; Drew down my cheek in earliest years Affection's first and purest tears ; And when we guess'd not at it's name, Awaken'd Love's unconscious flame. III. Still in succeeding days of youth I woo'd You with the soul of truth, With all that innocence could lend, With warmth which never could offend, With faith which sought no false disguise From painted words, or borrow'd sighs. ol IV. I will not say what darker scene Has pass'd these ripen'd years between, Nor o'er the heartless story run Of clouds which dimm'd our summer sun Ah ! who would tales like these renew, Who turn'd again his steps to You ! 55 etftatf* 1 he soul's best gifts, with polish'd lore combin'd, Quick play of Fancy, with strong grasp of Mind, All Thought could teach, all Genius could inspire, All Wit could prompt, Benevolence desire, Each grace which Virtue's mildest form could lend, Faith to secure, and Warmth to gain the Friend ; Such are the seeds of Nature's best design, Ah ! could we add, such ******** still are Thine ! 66 AD AMICUM. IVliTTo tibi * plenum quod tollat ab igne lebetem. Detrahat et calido fervida vasa foco : Haec tu non poteris per te deducere flanim&, Sed poteris nostra forsitan usus ope. Saepe efiusa prius trepidanti e gurgite lympha est, Aut nigram effecit nigra favilla manum ; Vel si charta novas tentavit inaniter artes, J£t quae vix poterat posse coacta fuit, * Anglice — Kettle-holder. 57 Saepe avulsus ibi est * radiorum mysticus ordo, Uritur et magicis pagina faeda notis ; Flebile ! saepe etiam peregrina. carmina flamma, et Musa indigna perit, nee perit igne suo. Ast Tu, quando olim praecinctas vimine lymphas, Et Cami salices destituisse juvat, Ne'tamen amittas parva haec donaria, habebunt, Si sit amor, pretium munera parva suum. Sic, cum casta Fides, et non indebita vota, Stravit et optatos aequa Puella toros, Fors quoties ineat repetitos Nympha labores, Et gratae instauret sacra diurna These, Ipsa, simul gemitus imo de pectore ducat, Fervidus et querulo strideat ore lebes, Gandeat ipsa tui contingere munus amici, Ne nivea, indignum, comprimat aera manu. Tu saltern, cum mane vides, et vespere, ahenum, Sic nostri, et mane, et vespere, vive memor. * Chartae figuris quibusdam Mathematicis inquinatae et conspurcatae. o8 * IN FAVONIUM THRENODIA JN jl movet hunc animum facili quod subrubet ortu Mane^ quod augurio Sol meliore nitet ; Nil movet alituum quod amor resonantia mulcet Prata, quod et vernas explicat annus opes. Me desiderio longe diversa morantur, Me sensim lento macerat igne dolor : Pectore de maesto cadit imperfecta voluptas, Saucia mens aliis posse vacare nequit. * Graii carmen funebre Latine redditun». 59 Ast aliis Aurora magis felicibus instans^ In nova leetitiae munera quemque vocat : Ast aliis solitos tellus dat provida fructus, Et sociam solito cantu avis urget avem. Nos tamen in surdas questus demittimus aures^ Quodque sit incassum lit magis hide dolor. * 60 * AMOR PERENNIS. 1 jenarios inter stat myrtea sylva recessus, Sacra iis quas dura tabe peredit Amor. Hie, male celatas etiamnum fassa calores, Ardet Amazonium Cressa noverca ducem. Hie laceros nudata sinus, et volnera monstrans, Certa nimis Cephali spicula, Procri, doles. At parte ex alia Troas flet Dido receptos, Dardanaque in subitam carbasa versa fugam. Quam eircum Evadne, revolutaqne fremina Caenis, Questaque Nessreos Deineira dolos. Hos omnes idem ardor agit, miserasque per umbras Regnat, inextinctus morte, perennis Amor. * * .Eneid, VI. 440. 61 AMICITI^E VIS. oecessu iEacides raptam Briseida mussans, Excidio Trojae debita tela negat. Nulla movent animum periturse incendia classis, Missa nee Hectorea flammea taeda manu : Nil prece Amyntorides, monitu nil suadet Ulysses, Ipsa nequit puerum flectere Diva parens. At cadit Actorides alienis caesus in armis, Inque torum, noctu, flebilis umbra redit. Unum hoc ferre nequit, sed amici sanguinis ultor, Myrmidonas resides in nova bella vocat. Vincere quern nequeunt Danai prece, Pergama flammis, Hunc socii funus vi propriore domat. 62 ANACRE0NT1S AD COLUMBAM ODE LATINE REDDITA. Die, charaante alias et amabilis una columbas, Die, chara, unde volas, et unde rores Depluis ambrosios, halantibus undique pennis ? Die chara, et domini fatere nomen." Teius ille suo me misit, amice Bathyllo, Omnes qui sibi vindicans amores, Omnes imperio premit, et moderamine flectit. Illi Cypria me dedit puella, 6J Quam priiis exigui pretio placaverat hymni. Et jam fida ministra Anacreontis, Quas domini tabulas, quae non suspiria porto. At noster mihi libere vagari Gratus ob obsequium promisit, non tamen unquam Talem perfida deseram magistrum. Quid juvat aerios montes superare volatu, Aut ilicibus insidentem opacis Nescio quid strepitare, et agresti vescier uva ? Ah quanto potius, tuis in ulnis Chare senex, placide requiescam ; crustula morsu Furtivo e digitis trahens magistri : Aut labiis mustum exsugam, aut quae pocula cautus Preegustaverisj admovebis ori. Forsan et inde calens, parvas saltabo choreas, Titubans ebria passibus tenellis, Donee fessa ehoro tandem vinoque quiesco. Turn penna dominum tegens arnica Fida comes lateri plectrum super obdormisco. Sed quas garrio fabulas aniles ! Hospes abi, ne dum sermonibus occupor, ipsa Me pica facias procaciorem. 64 ACADEMIA PTJELLARIS. CiST domus ad ripas Thamesis bene nota, Miner vain Qua minime invitam, multa puella colit. Gallica pars elementa petunt, Italosve susurrus, Dantque rudes labio deficiente sonos. Hanc acus, aut diducta exili rctia filo, Aut picti exercet grande tapetis opus. Ilia leves curat choreas, vocemque, lyramque, Aut pigmenta habili scit variare stylo *. * Auriculas eruditiores admonere voluxnus quod Don ex iucuria ratio biec mttrica occurrit. 65 Doctior haec paulo sphaeram contingere gaudet, Caelorumque avida signa rotare manu. Ast alias udis numeranda tabella figuris, Literaque exemplo fida notanda tenet. Cuique suus labor est, tenerae et mens prona puellre Quodlibet ad studium flectitur apta sequi. 66 * CARMEN ANGLICUM GUALTERi SCOTT LATINE REDDITUM. Has, mea Galla, rosas, parva haec munuscula Florae. Qualia vere novo sponte repandit humus, Accipe j sunt muros inter nutrita cadentes Caesaris unde Aquilas Roma volare dedit. Non ibi, belligeris decus addcre sueta capillis Fronde triumphali laurea bacca viret ; Inde tamen carpat florentia serta viator, Quae Tibi vel poterunt, Galla, decere comas. * Take these flowers, which, purple waring, &c. THIS END. W. Wilson, Printer, 4, Greville-Streetj Hatton-Garden, London. BOOKS PUBLISHED BY J. 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