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Pretty belles, with rosy faces,
Touch'd with all the laughing graces;
Quickly, quickly come away,
Fly the scenes of pageantry; :
Folly now no more pursue,
Brighter joys arise to view.
O the great, the wondrous pleasure
That awaits beyond all measure !
Quickly, quickly, come and know it, en
See me sweetly charm the poet;'
Feel me raise ch' exulting heart,
Feel me warm each vital part;
O the great, the wond'rous pleasure,
That awaits beyond all measure!.
Strange that those who know my name
Cannot tell me who I am,
Strange indeed!” you loudly cry; .
Strange indeed, yet 'tis no lie.,ni.
So the butcher, heretofore,.is . i.
When the bullock lay in gore,
Loft, nor could he for his life, ;. : )
Looking, peeping, find his knife.
Mark the joke, nor vainly found it,,
In his bloody mouth he found it...in

Various forms I oft assume,
Then a bucket, now a broom ;
Then a man, and now a woman,
All that is, and is not common. ,
Thus I can (then spare the glike)
Ape all forms, Vertumnus like.
Oft, ye riddling wits, I teaze ye ;. ....
Quite reverse, I always please ye ;
Though at first it is distraction,
Lo! anon 'cis satisfaction.

Erst at Thebes (in Plutarch find it
I've a reason good to mind it),
Thousands through my instigation
Felt the pains of trucidation.

Hence, perchance, you think me cruel;
No! I am your deareit jewel.
Do you ask how this thing shou'd be?:
Go enquire of Mr. Goadby.

Bards of the Repository,
Quote my fame in faithful story.
Clio calls! arise, arise !
With loud pæans tear the skies.

POETRY.

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A ND ftill muft beauty's faireft charm

A Breathe o'er my soul its wancon fires, Still paflion wake the soft alarm

of trembling hopes and wild delires; O Ay, thou dear-deluding dream!

O hence, ye scenes to fancy dear!
No more I'll muse the love-lorn theme,

No more. I'll shed the penfive tear.

Free as the light-wing'd airs of May,

That wanton kiss each rofy sweet, I'll laugh the moments wild away,

And court loose pleasure's glitering feat. The song, the dance, and Bacchus' smile,

Shall give to joy the melting hour ; No more shall love, with secret guile,

Win a soft soul to beauty's power.

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Ah, me! poor weak unguarded beart,

I feel return the fick’ning pain ;
Yet, yet again the magic dart
Strikes with new force each throbbing vein.

And And once again all fad and flow,

I wander through the moon-light grove,
And itrive to charm away my woe,

With sweec notes my lute of love. .

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Go, gentle lute, with softest air,

Breathe pity o'er my Celia's breast;
.. Thy found thall melt th' empaffion'd fair 3

Her smile of love shall crown me blert.

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And sure the maid, whose tender eye

Smiles as the dewy ftar of eve: .. .
Shall yield to love's cfoft harmony, : "
And all my fondeft vows believe in

' ;iilist,' het me .
Come golden years, to fancy dear, . ,.

Come hours, by love' and Celia bleft; ... Then let me lose each idle fear;. '. :

When folded to her snowy breat. ; :')

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O when or care or fickness pale,

Forbids Tweet fleep to btefs the night, .--. What joy to hear her tender tale

Charm each long hour cill morning light

And when the ghastly, form of deaths

Shall swim before these mournful eyes,
And round my heart my latest breath

Heaves, painful heares, long lab’ring light :
O then her voice of love divine ;

Shall foothe to peace my trembling breast; !
And patient I the world refign,
In life with love and Celia bleft. ..

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ON REPRESENTATION.
T o represent is but to perfonate, :
Which fhould be truly done at any rate:
. .0 .

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Thus

Thus they who're fairly chofen without fee; :
Should give their votes, no doubt, for liberty ;
But when a seat is sold by the venat tribe, ".
He represents them beft who takes a bribe.

'On the DEATH of the MARQUIS OF ROCKINGHAM.

"Svein
Written by a LADY.

E -Xoie w signs
C REAT men'muft die, it is the will af fate,

J Nor worth can stretch frail-life beyond its date;
Merit, not age, compleats the accomplish'd man;
Wentworth was old on this immortal plan:
Compute his fame, he liv'd.to Neftor's age;' y
Compute bis daysa lo!- there death?s, cruel rage
Hath cut him off too foon for Britain's weal;
He lov'd his country with true patriot zeal,
Undaunted undertook her bleeding cause,
And every honeft bofom throbb’d applause...

Though great Britaonia's lofs, though tears of woe,
In one vast food, her weeping face o'erflow, no
One comfort still remains to foothe che realm,:/
A Fox is living still to guide the helm.

On the REPULSE of the FRENCH and SPANIARDS by General ELLIOTT and Captain CURTIS, on their Attempt to Storm GIBRALTAR by Sea and Land. :: Vietas

TIRM as the 'rock itself the English land,

Deal fire and death alike by sea and land,
Whose well-directed cannon sweep the shore,
And stain the Straits of Hercules with gore. I
In vain the united force of France and Spain
Attempt their long-loft pillar to regain; .
The house of Bourbon cannot beat it down,
While British lions thus defend the town.

The great Alcides could no further go,
Why then should Calpe dread a vanquish'd foe?)
'Twill ever stand the Spaniard to annoy,
And show the world a modern liege of Troy,
With this distinction, That the rock can boast
· Repeated triumphs, whereas Troy was loft.

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For MOND A Y, May 19, 1983. .

On TEMPERANCE and SOBRIETY. From An Analysis of

the PRINCIPAL Duties of Social. Life written in Imi. tation of Rochefoucault, in a series of Letters to a young Gen. tleman, on bis Entrance into the World. By John Andrews, L.L.D..

AILY obfervation will afford you continual proof, that a

regular course of living, like wholesome laws and regu. lations in a commonwealth, is the only infallible means of giving strength and permanency to the constitution of both body and mind.

Sobriety and temperancé, like venerable families, whose worth and services to the public are recorded in the grateful acknowledgement of men, seem, by their necessity and importance, to have claimed more notice and praise than any of those qualifica. tions whose peculiar intent is to perfect and preserve our per. fonal faculties.

Like sovereigns eager to reward the merit of useful and den serving subjects, we are lavish in the titles we bestow on fobriety and temperance. Well indeed may we stile them the purelt fountains of health, the source and promoters of cheartalness and joy, and the support of all internal and external accom. plishments; fince they alone can lengthen youth, invigorate manhood, comfort age, and, in short, animate life throughout its whole progress. Vol. I. 20.

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