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Then forward let us dart our sight
Beyond the forms by Fancy brought; Nor sink within the double night
Of helpless age and gloomy thought. Together let us stem the tide,
On Hope's light bark in triumph borne; And mark, rejoicing, as we glide
Through night, the effulgent rays of morn. Together let us break the force,
With Hope, our guardian and our friend, Of ills combined to check our course,
Or blackening clouds that veil its end. With philosophic calm, the fate
Be ours, to meet our final doom; While she expands yon orient gate,
And points at scenes beyond the tomb!
A REFLECTION AT SEA.
SEE how, beneath the moonbeam's smile,
Yon little billow heaves its breast, And foams and sparkles for a while,
And murmuring then subsides the rest.
Rises on Time's eventful sea;
T. MOORE. THE WISH.
How short is life's uncertain space!
Alas! how quickly done!
How very hard to run!
To Wisdom's prudent voice;
Repents its earlier choice.
So pleasing and refined;
And prey upon the mind.
With hopes of real bliss ;
Is all comprised in this,
Be still from pain exempt;
And yet above contempt.
A greater bliss intend,
TO A BOY WITH A WATCH. Is it not sweet, beloved youth!
To rove through Erudition's bowers, And cull the golden fruits of Truth,
And gather Fancy's golden flowers ? And is it not more sweet than this,
To feel thy parents' hearts approving, And pay them back in sums of bliss
The dear, the endless debt of loving ?
With this idea toil is lighter;
And makes the flowers of Fancy brighter! The little gift we send thee, boy,
May sometimes teach thy soul to ponder, If indolence or siren joy
Should ever tempt thy soul to wander. 'Twill tell thee that the winged day
Can ne'er be chain'd by man's endeavour; That life and time shall fade away, While heaven and virtue bloom for ever !
A CATHOLIC HYMN.
OPINION rules the human state,
And domineers in every land: Shall sea or mountain separate
Whom God hath join'd in Nature's band ? Dwell they far off, or dwell they near, They're all my father's children dear.
Lend me the bright wings of the morn,
That I from hence may take my flight From Cancer unto Capricorn,
Far swifter than the lamp of night :
These all do meet in harmony;
All tinctures of variety :
The melancholy, grave, and wise ;
From choler flames of love arise :
(Though he be king of melody) Unto the cuckoo or the jay,
Why sing you not so sweet as I? Each tunes his harp in love alone These various notes are all but one.
With open arms let me embrace
The Heathen, Christian, Turk, or Jew,
The sober and the jovial crew.
STUDIES BY THE SEA.
Ah! wherefore do the incurious say,
That this stupendous ocean wide
Save only the alternate tide;
Across the lightly crisped wave;
As equinoctial tempests rave,
Doth this extensive scene survey
As various winds its surface sway;
Small sparkling waves of silvery gleam;
Illume with fluctuating beam
A glowing amethystine shade,
Seems in celestial blue to fade;
As lurid vapours float on high,
While darkling lours the threatening sky; And the small scatter'd barks, with outspread
shrouds, Catch the long gleams that fall beneath the clouds.