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Sweet fleep! that balmy comfort brings
Alike to beggars and defpotic kings;
I dreamt of peace I never felt before;

I dreamt my heart was lying on the floor.

I view'd it, ftrange to tell! with joyful eyes,
And, ftranger ftill, without the least surprise!
Elated with the fight, I smiling fat,
Exulting o'er the victim at my feet;

But foon with words of anguish thus address'd
This painful, fweet disturber of my breast:
"Say, bufy, lively, trembling, hopping thing,
"What new disaster haft thou now to bring, :
"To torture with thy fears my tender frame,
"Who must for all her ills thee only blame?
"Speak now, and tell me why, ungrateful guest,
"For ten years past thou haft denied me rest?
"That in my bofom thou waft nurs'd, 'tis true,
"And with my life and with my ftature grew.
"At first fo fmall were all thy wants, that I
"Vainly imagin'd I could ne'er deny
"Whate'er thy fancy afk'd.-Alas! but now
"I find thy wants my ev'ry sense outgrow:
"And ever having, ever wanting more,
"A pow'r to please, to give, or to adore.
"Say, why like other hearts doft thou not bear
"With callous apathy each worldly care?
"Why doft thou shriek at Envy's horrid cries?
In thee Compaffion Hatred's place supplies.

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Such was the maid, who, in the morn of youth,
In virgin innocence, in Nature's pride,

Bleft with each art which owes its charm to Truth,
Sunk in her father's fond embrace, and dy'd.

He weeps -Oh venerate the holy tear!

Faiths lends her aid to ease Affliction's load; The parent mourns his child upon her bier, The Chriftian yields an Angel to his God.

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WHEN now the hoftile maid refus'd to yield,
The honours of the well difputed field;
When her firm phalanx, wedg'd in clofe array,
Prefs'd tow'rds the gaol, and turn'd the doubtful day.

The

The knight despair'd by open force to gain
Victorious laurels on the chequer'd plain :
And long revolv'd, within his wily breast,
What friendly pow'r would aid his conquest beft.
Distress'd by doubt, and urg'd by deep despair,
At length to Morpheus he addrefs'd his pray'r ;
A gentle, harmless, inoffenfive pow'r,

And ne'er invok'd in fighting fields before.
He turn'd, obfervant to the fetting fun,

Thrice yawn'd, and his petition thus begun :

"O thou! whofe equal, mild, and grateful fway, "The wretched welcome, and the great obey, "If e'er, with murmur'd fpells of magic found, "I've spread thy empire ev'n on holy ground, "'Till drowsy vapours crept from pew to pew, " "Till all the nodding audience bow'd to you, "And hung their heads like flow'rs beneath the "dew;

"In conftant flumbers feal those hoftile eyes,
"And let my troops th' unwary fce furprize..
"My grateful hand to thee fhall confecrate
"An ample folio, of ftupendous weight.
"Words of fuch opiate virtue shall compose
"The foporific, foft, lothean dose;
"No mortal eye-lids shall refift the charm,

"No Dutchman's phlegm against its influence arm,

"Thy

Such was the maid, who, in the morn of youth,
In virgin innocence, in Nature's pride,

Bleft with each art which owes its charm to Truth,
Sunk in her father's fond embrace, and dy'd.

He weeps!-Oh venerate the holy tear!

Faiths lends her aid to eafe Affliction's load; The parent mourns his child upon her bier, The Christian yields an Angel to his God.

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[Thefe are the Verfes which the Monthly Reviewers fo justly regret were omitted in the published Col. lection of Mifs Aikin's Poems.]

WHEN now the hoftile maid refus'd to yield,
The honours of the well difputed field;
When her firm phalanx, wedg'd in close array,
Prefs'd tow'rds the gaol, and turn'd the doubtful day.

The

The knight despair'd by open force to gain
Victorious laurels on the chequer'd plain :
And long revolv'd, within his wily breast,
What friendly pow'r would aid his conquest beft.
Distress'd by doubt, and urg'd by deep despair,
At length to Morpheus he address'd his pray'r ;
A gentle, harmless, inoffenfive pow'r,
And ne'er invok'd in fighting fields before.
He turn'd, obfervant to the fetting fun,

Thrice yawn'd, and his petition thus begun :

"O thou! whofe equal, mild, and grateful fway, "The wretched welcome, and the great obey, "If e'er, with murmur'd spells of magic found, "I've spread thy empire ev'n on holy ground, "'Till drowfy vapours crept from pew to pew, "'Till all the nodding audience bow'd to you, "And hung their heads like flow'rs beneath the ❝ dew;

"In conftant flumbers feal those hoftile eyes, "And let my troops th' unwary fce furprize.

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My grateful hand to thee fhall confecrate "An ample folio, of flupendous weight. "Words of fuch opiate virtue fhall compofe "The foporific, foft, lothean dofe ; "No mortal eye-lids fhall refift the charm,

"No Dutchman's phlegm against its influence arm.

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