PICTURE OF MORNING. ONCE more supported by the care of heaven Bright from yon hill looks forth the king of day, PICTURE OF MORNING. Moistened with dew the flowret of the vale And mark the charms of nature in the bush, AN EPISTLE TO A FRIEND, WITH THE POEM OF THE POWERS OF GENIUS. HEALTH to Licinius, my warm wishes send, [stay, Time, whose swift wings no humán force can Has borne his months, his darkening years away, Since last we met beneath thy cheerful shed, And talk'd of scenes which have for ever fled; EPISTLE TO A FRIEND. Together read the rich and classic page, And liv'd with Homer in his epic age, Rov'd o'er the plains and sought the mountain's height, To cast o'er Nature our extended sight. Now busy Fancy calls before my view, Those early days which I have spent with you, |