When any mournful tune you hear, As if it sigh'd with each man's care Think then, how often love we've made To you, when all those tunes were play'd. In justice you cannot refuse To think of our distress, When we for hopes of honour lose All those designs are but to prove And now we've told you all our loves, In hopes this declaration moves Some pity for our tears; Let's hear of no inconstancy, We have too much of that at sea. With a fa la, la, la, la, THE BLIND BOY. COLLEY CIBBER.—1671-1757. [ACTOR and dramatist, son of Gabriel Cibber, the sculptor, Colley Cibber was born in London, and educated at Grantham; he entered the army, but left it at a very early age for the stage, where he was exceedingly popular as an actor, especially in the performance of many of his own compositions. He also held the appointment of Poet Laureate.] SAY what is that thing call'd Light, Which I must ne'er enjoy; What are the blessings of the sight, You talk of wondrous things you see You say the sun shines bright ; My day or night myself I make With heavy sighs I often hear Then let not what I cannot have TO MISS CHARLOTTE PULTENEY, IN HER MOTHER'S ARMS. AMBROSE PHILLIPS.-1675-1749. [POET and dramatist, Ambrose Phillips was a native of Leicestershire, and an associate of Steele and Addison. Although known to fame for his vers de Société, most of it is now forgotten. This little poem, and two of a similar character addressed to the children of Mrs. Carteret, are worth preserving, the one here given especially. Phillips' style has often been parodied by wits, the lines of J. H. Browne, beginning "Little tube of mighty power,' is an example of clever parody. At the time of his death, Phillips was registrar of the Irish Prerogative Court.] TIMELY blossom, Infant fair, Fondling of a happy pair, Every morn and every night Sleeping, waking, still at ease, Little gossip, blithe and hale, Yet too innocent to blush; And thou shalt in thy daughter see, THE SPLENDID SHILLING. BY JOHN PHILIPS.-1676-1708. [JOHN PHILIPS was born at Bampton, in Oxfordshire, in 1676, and was educated at Oxford. He died in 1708. He is remarkable for his attachment to tobacco, which he mentions in all his pieces but one. His best poem is written " On Cyder," in imitation of the Georgics of Virgil; the following, which is a parody on the style of Milton, has always been very popular.] HAPPY the man, who, void of care and strife, In silken or in leathern purse retains |