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    Or, the Feast of the Violets

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    No. 127.—I E

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    Cantoiii.—The Supper

    Very beauteous the An odour of violets fill'd the whole room ; Ever trembled the music ; and as the mist clear'd , First * bunches of violets gently appear _ed , — Then silver , —then gold , —then the tops of decanters Of diamond , —then peaches , those cheek-like enchanters , mist was , —thin , while , withbloom

    And other fruit , some in white baskets , and some Enleaf d on the bough , with a dew on the plum ; Then dishes , half seen , fit to make a physician Turn glutton , from dairies and pastures Elysian The peaches hung over them , ready to drip ; And now the guests sat , and the mirth was let s And now the guests sat , and the mirth was let slip , > And white went the fingers from foliage to lip . ) 3

    Bees murmur'd \ birds darted ; warm butterflies gleam'd ; For there sat the Sun himself , man though he _seem'd : And the music came sweet over all , like the sound Of their fame ; and behind ev ' ry lady , stood crown'd With the flame on his forehead , her Genius , who went To and fro with his pinions , on messages bent

    ' Twixt her friends and herself , some sweet fruit or sweet word And aye at the table sweet laughter was heard . But the best of it was , the god ' s wit so embrac _ed _^ The whole room with Every guest seem'd to its kindness and exquisite taste , feel his arm round her own waist j

    And well might seem palpable all which he said ! For as Pallas leap'd arnYd out of Jupiter's head , So gods , when they please , utter things , and not words ! 'Tis a fact!—solid visions !—clouds , armies , trees , herds : — You see them— may feel them . Thus , talks he of roses ? They come , thick andgloby ; caressing your noses . Of music ? ' tis heard : of a sword ? you may grasp it : Of love , and the bosomyou long for ? you clasp it .

    joy , when in toasting the deathless , we saw them Conceive then the j Whom wit hath made Each crossing the end The guests thrust theii of the room !—What a i chairs back at first , in a What a sight !—women all swim in ! fri _$ r lit

    ( 26 ) See a curious speculation in Tucker ' s * _Light of Nature Pursued , ' in which a guess is made at the mode of speech in a future state . I have not the work by mo to refer to , but it has been lately republislied ; and is to be found , conveniently reduced in price , in most of the cheap bookselling shops . The late Mr Haziitt held this work in such esteem , that he made an abridgment of it , which has become scarce ; but the whole is worth the study of any one who would learn to think , and is perhaps the most agreeable teacher of philosophy that ever appeared , being remarkable for the number and vivacity of its illustrations .

    Or, The Feast Of The Violets

    Or , the Feast of the Violets

    No. 127.—I E

    No . 127 . —I E

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  • Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), July 1, 1837, page 49, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse-os.kdl.kcl.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/mrp_01071837/page/47/