No comforts nor no pleasure can I find : When I reflect, my eyes o'erflow with tears, 1 curfe the hour that bound me for eight years

From day to day I am a conftant flave,
I now repent, but ah! it is too late;
Others for seven years their freedom have,

But me, ah me! 'tis I am bound for
eight:

When I reflect, my face is bath'd in tears, I curfe the hour that bound me for eight years.

Yet will the time come when I fhall be free, What pleasure 'tis for to anticipate! 'Tis this alone which pleasure gives to me, 'Tis this which makes me fubmit to my fate:

No more I'll grieve, no longer I'll fed

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The ruddy maid obfequious bends her head,
As Roger paffes with his threshing flail.
The tuneful lark, (prime meffenger of
morn)

Pois'd high in air, loud chants his matin fong;

The well-tim'd huntfman boldly winds his horn,

A pleafing fummons to the hunting throng. Cranborne, Dorfet. WM, CORY.

On EPITAPHS..

How many pompous epitaphs are

fpread,

To elucidate the virtues of the dead;
Vain wafte of praife, fince all muft know,
The judgment-day alone will plainly fhew.
Cranborne, Dorfet. WM. CORY.

What love has told, but must no more reveal,
Unlefs, through fortune, reafon may demand
A fair request-to gain Aurelia's band!
Though it another does in worth excel,
And is belov'd, then let him ever dwell
With thee in peace, to foothe the plaints of
life,

Nor lefs approve the miftrefs than the wife.
Yet 1, remov'd to war or rural eafe,
Will fpend the portion of my future days
In fweet content, though devious far I roam
To foreign climes, yet peace will be a home,
Where confcious honour ever can approve,
With innate joy, affection's warmest love;
Unftain'd by art, from ev'ry vice ferene,
Till fleeting years fhall terminate the scene.
AURELIUS DAUNIY,

There, on the fair on whom I doat,

In ardent ftrains I fung.

My Celia's charms, what envious eye
Can fee without delight!
Still while I gaze, I faint, I die,
Soft pleasure gilds my fight.

Adown her neck the wavy locks
Excel the golden ore,

That far out hines the pearly rocks

On fam'd Leona's shore."

Her downy cheeks, what charms difpenfe!
What beauties in her eye!

Her charms enrapture every sense,
Surpafs the azure sky.

But yet forbear the envied fuit,

Nor feek to gain her fmiles;
The wafp, beneath the downy fruit,
Each anxious care beguiles.

Thus did I fing the cruel maid,
With heart brimful of woe;
Who all my love with frowns repaid,
And dafh'd me to the fhades below.
PHILANDER.

* Sierra Leona, remarkable for the beautiful pearl-oyfters found on it's rocks.

wave;

See with gigantic ftride it ftalks along,
And fweeps the beach it's brackish waters
lave.

Behold the fearless failor brave the storm,
Undaunted fee the boift'rous billows rell;
The vivid light'ning glitters on the deep,
And peals of thunder fhake from pole to pole.
But listen to the fhrieks of deep distress,
The weeping wife upon the strand appears;
Her wringing hands, her fcatter'd looks
declare

The cutting anguish which her bofom tears.

The ship's in view, behold fond hope revive, The frantic fair - one's fhiv'ring frame awhile,

Tumultuous joy o'erfpreads her lovely face, Her pallid cheek is gilded with a smile.

Deceitful calm, how can I paint the scene! A fudden gale o'erwhelms with pois'nous

breath;

The veffel finks, amidst the din of cries, And all is hufh'd, foon hush'd as filent death.

There, on the fair on whom I doat,

In ardent strains I fung.

My Celia's charms, what envious eye
Can fee without delight!
Still while I gaze, I faint, I die,
Soft pleasure gilds my fight.

Adown her neck the wavy locks

Excel the golden ore,

That far out hines the pearly rocks

On fam'd Leona's fhore.*

Her downy cheeks, what charms difpenfe!
What beauties in her eye!

Her charms enrapture every sense,
Surpafs the azure sky.

But yet forbear the envied fuit,

Nor feek to gain her smiles; The wafp, beneath the downy fruit, Each anxious care beguiles. Thus did I fing the cruel maid, With heart brimful of woe; Who all my love with frowns repaid, And dafh'd me to the fhades below. PHILANDER.

* Sierra Leona, remarkable for the beautiful pearl-oyfters found on it's rocks.

wave;

See with gigantic ftride it ftalks along, And sweeps the beach it's brackish waters lave.

Behold the fearless failor brave the storm, Undaunted fee the boift'rous billows roll; The vivid light'ning glisters on the deep, And peals of thunder fhake from pole to pole. But liften to the fhrieks of deep diftress, The weeping wife upon the strand appears; Her wringing hands, her fcatter'd looks declare

The cutting anguish which her bofom tears.

The ship's in view, behold fond hope revive, The frantic fair - one's fhiv'ring frame awhile,

Tumultuous joy o'erfpreads her lovely face, Her pallid cheek is gilded with a smile.

Deceitful calm, how can I paint the scene! A fudden gale o'erwhelms with pois'nous