Sweet fleep! that balmy comfort brings I dreamt my heart was lying on the floor. I view'd it, ftrange to tell! with joyful eyes, But foon with words of anguish thus address'd "Why Such was the maid, who, in the morn of youth, Bleft with each art which owes its charm to Truth, 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. [Thefe are the Verfes which the Monthly Reviewers fo juftly regret were omitted in the published Col lection of Mifs Aikin's Poems.] WHEN now the hoftile maid refus'd to yield, The The knight despair'd by open force to gain And ne'er invok'd in fighting fields before. 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, "No Dutchman's phlegm against its influence arm, "Thy Such was the maid, who, in the morn of youth, Bleft with each art which owes its charm to Truth, 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. [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 The knight despair'd by open force to gain 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. 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. |