But at length in safety I
Swifter thee than Daphne fly!"

"Elegiac Verses.

"Pure spirit! that leav'st thy body to our moan,
From whence, now disimprison'd, thou art gone
To thy more happy region, where each field
Eternal April of fair flowers doth yield;
Look, if the soul can downward look, and see
A soul, once thine, all tears for want of thee!
When I was doubly prisoner by thine eyes,
How little dream'd I of Here Lisis lies!
Or, when a smile would her Gerardo bless,
Little, that earth thus early should possess
So fair a casket! Little thought indeed,

Base worms on sixteen years sweet flesh should feed!
So fruits are in their blossoms nipp'd by frost;
So a tall ship that oft the seas hath crost,
At last, when gladsome port she leaves behind,
How the smooth waters court her, and false wind;
Till when a sudden gust and storm doth rise,
Rock-dashed, she becomes the ocean's prize.
Live yet, my Lisis, on thy marble tomb,

Whilst time bears date, free from oblivion's doom,
That, when the world's last passenger draws near,
In uncorrupted letters may appear,

Here Lisis lies, that leap'd from vital breath

To meet a lover in embrace of death.”.

"Song.

"At the foot of a mountain white,

Clad all in snow

That doth melt with the sunbeams bright,

Celio, as in a dream,

Beholdeth, how the stream

Drives to and fro.

Little pebbles white, red and blue,
Then doth he see;

And presented are to his view
Sands like Arabian gold,

Near which he may behold
Apollo's tree.

Instead of fishes, Naiades

In chrystal vails,

Lift up their heads from those fresh seas
With different garlands crown'd;
Sad Cygnus swimming round,
His loss bewails.

Young Hyacinthus groweth near:
Adonis too

Acanthus the boy doth appear;
In a flower of his name
Narcissus lost his fame

That scorn'd to woo.

The Thracian Minstrel riseth then;
His harp he brings,

That attracts birds, beasts, fishes, men ;
With the sweet sound he chears

The list ning shepherd's ears,

And thus he sings;

'Fenissa the fair now is come; Swain, weep no more!

With little foot of snow

She trips it to and fro

Come to the shade

By cool leaves made.

Sing, Celio: Valley, make Fenissa room,

And let Echo ring

She's the valley's spring:

Fenissa, come!"

Y 2

«Song.

"Song.

"When young April once a year
Doth with emerald face appear,
Then gives he to each river, he can see,
By Winter's frost imprison'd, liberty.
White and yellow flowers are seen,
Trees and fields are clad in green,
The wild beast leaves his den,
And snakes grow young again.
Then the mournful nightingale
Sings or sweetly seems to rail
On him, that basely in a brother's shape
Transform'd her by his well-revenged rape.
Thus beasts, birds, and every thing
Joys upon th' approaching spring;
But I, the more relief

I seek, the more's my grief."

ART. XVI. Extracts from the Paradise of Dainty Devises. 1576.

SEE CENSURA LITERARIA, VOL. I. p. 255.

15. Who will aspire to dignity,
By learning must advanced be.

"The

poor that live in needy rate,

By learning do great riches gain:
The rich that live in wealthy state,

By learning do their wealth maintain.
Thus rich and poor are further'd still,
By sacred rules of learned skill.
All fond conceits of frantic youth,

The golden gift of learning stays:
Of doubtful things to search the truth,'
Learning sets forth the ready ways.

O happy

O happy him do I repute,

Whose breast is fraught with learning's fruit.

There grows no corn within the field,

That ox and plough did never till:
Right so the mind no fruit can yield,
That is not led by learning's skill:
Of ignorance comes rotten weeds,
Of learning springs right noble deeds.
Like as the captain hath respect
To train his soldiers in array:
So learning doth man's mind direct,
By Virtue's staff his life to stay.
Though friends and fortune waxeth scant,
Yet learned men shall never want.

You imps therefore in youth be sure,

To fraught your minds with learned things:

For learning is the fountain pure,

Out from the which all glory springs.

Who so therefore will glory win,

With learning first, must needs begin.

32. Time gives experience.

Finis. F. K."

"We read what pains the powers divine, Through wrath conceiv'd by some offence,

To mortal creatures they assign

Their due deserts for recompence. What endless pain they must endure, Which their offences did procure.

A gripe doth Titius' liver tear

His greedy hungry gorge to fill,

And Sisiphus must ever bear

The rolling stone against the hill.
A number more in hell be found,
Which thus to endless pain are bound.

Yet all the woe that they sustain,
Is nothing to the pain of mine,
Which cometh through the proud disdain
Of one that doth to love repine:
Therefore I cry woe worth the hour,
Since first I fell in Venus power.

The gnawing gripes of irksome thought,
Consumes my heart with Titius' grief
I also have full vainly wrought,

With Sisiphus without relief.
Even when I hope to end my pain,
I must renew my suit again.

Yet will I not seem so untrue,

To leave a thing so late begone:

A better hap may yet ensue,

The strongest towers in time be won.
In time therefore, my trust I place,

Who must

procure desired grace.

Finis. R. H."

ART. XVII. Report of Sales of Books for January and February 1808.

No. II,

Libraries of Mr. James Stokes, late Clerk to the Board of Trade, and Mr. William Fardon, both deceased, by Messrs. King and Lochée; three days, Jan. 4-6; lots 610, vols. 1380.

Library of the late Rev. Joseph Smith Hargrave, A. M. Auditor of the Charter House, by Messrs. Leigh and Sotheby; three days, Jan. 5-7; lots 750, vols. 1360.

Miscellaneous collection by Messrs. King and Lochée; Jan. 8; lots 234, vols. 560,

Library of a well-known literary amateur, by Messrs. Leigh and Sotheby; four days, Jan. 20-3; lots 872, vols. 1130.

Miscellaneous