HE COMPLAINS HOW SOON THE PLEASING NOVELTY OF LIFE IS OVER. To Mr. Jago'. АH me! my friend! it will not, will not last! This fairy scene that cheats our youthful eyes; The charm dissolves; the' aerial music's pass'd; The banquet ceases, and the vision flies. Where are the splendid forms, the rich perfumes, Vain now are books, the sage's wisdom vain! As I, for what it gave, was heard to sigh. Substantial joy was fix'd in power and place. And you, ye works of Art! allured mine eye, The breathing picture, and the living stone: Though gold, though splendour, Heaven and Fate deny, Yet might I call one Titian stroke own!' my The author of Edge-hill, and other poems. Smit with the charms of Fame, whose lovely spoil, I scorn the palm before I reach the goal. Then glows the breast, as opening roses fair; More free, more vivid than the linnet's wing; Honest as light, transparent e'en as air, Tender as buds, and lavish as the spring. Not all the force of manhood's active might, Not all the craft to subtle age assign'd, Not science shall extort that dear delight, Which gay delusion gave the tender mind. Adieu, soft raptures! transports void of care! Parent of raptures, dear Deceit! adieu; And you, her daughters, pining with despair, Why, why so soon her fleeting steps pursue? Tedious again to curse the drizzling day! Again to trace the wintry tracts of snow! Or, sooth'd by vernal airs, again survey The selfsame hawthorns bud, and cowslips blow! O life! how soon of every bliss forlorn! We start false joys, and urge the devious race; A tender prey, that cheers our youthful morn, Then sinks untimely, and defrauds the chase. HIS RECANTATION. No more the Muse obtrudes her thin disguise, No more she paints the breast from passion free; I feel, I feel one loitering wish survive Ah! need I, Florio, name that wish to thee? The star of Venus ushers in the day, The first, the loveliest of the train that shine! The star of Venus lends her brightest ray, When other stars their friendly beams resign. Still in my breast one soft desire remains, Pure as that star, from guilt, from interest, free; Has gentle Delia tripp'd across the plains, And need I, Florio, name that wish to thee? While, cloy'd to find the scenes of life the same, I tune with careless hand my languid lays, Some secret impulse wakes my former flame, And fires my strain with hopes of brighter days. I slept not long beneath yon rural bowers, And lo! my crook with flowers adorn'd I see; Has gentle Delia bound my crook with flowers, And need I, Florio, name my hopes to thee? TO A FRIEND, ON SOME SLIGHT OCCASION ESTRANGED FROM HIM. HEALTH to my friend, and many a cheerful day! Ah me! too swiftly fleets our vernal bloom! Ere wintry doubt its tender warmth destroy! Say, were it ours, by Fortune's wild command, By chance to meet beneath the torrid zone, Wouldst thou reject thy Damon's plighted hand? Wouldst thou with scorn thy once-loved friend disown? Life is that stranger land, that alien clime: Shall kindred souls forego their social claim? Launch'd in the vast abyss of space and time, Shall dark suspicion quench the generous flame? Myriads of souls, that knew one parent mould, See sadly sever'd by the laws of Chance! Myriads, in Time's perennial list enroll'd, Forbid by Fate to change one transient glance! But we have met-where ills of every form, Where passions rage, and hurricanes descend; Say, shall we nurse the rage, assist the storm, And guide them to the bosom-of a friend? Yes, we have met-through rapine, fraud, and wrong: Might our joint aid the paths of peace explore! Why leave thy friend amid the boisterous throng, Ere Death divide us, and we part no more? For, oh! pale Sickness warns thy friend away; I see stern Fate his ebon wand display, Then the keen anguish from thine eye shall start, Sad as thou follow'st my untimely bier : DECLINING AN INVITATION TO VISIT FOREIGN COUNTRIES, HE TAKES OCCASION TO INTIMATE THE ADVANTAGES OF HIS OWN. To Lord Temple. WHILE others, lost to friendship, lost to love, Deluded youth! that quits these verdant plains, In vain he boasts of his detested prize; |