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      With them I'll swety the funeral wreath , To deck thy simple honour ed grave!—VIU . Far from our sight , for ever gone , When bursting on thy youthful view , JLife ' s summer-morn just * gan to 4 awn , Rcvtr-ed , regretted , loved \ > ADIEU 1

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      Verses to a young lady , on her presenting the author ' s ' wife with an ornamented work-hox * « Perhaps" my verses are too grave , A proof I * m no designing knave . ** Dear Frances , while your polish * dart , To use can elegance impart ,

      And when mechanic , labours end , Bid taste the varied colours Blend : Say , what could so my verse inspire , Had I a poet ' s tunefuVlyre , As when a boon affection pays To her whose merit gilds my days ?

      Here by your pencil ' s magic power , Through winter blooms the vernal flower There healthful infancy is seen , Of ruddy lip and careless mien , Reclining on maternal love : Such was your happy lot to prove-Such , and prophetic be the lay ,

      "When all my hairs are few and grey , Shall in your life be well exprest , While blessing others , you are blest . For truth ' s fair pages oft record , How virtue brings her own reward * Well , too , the sage of Judah says , That pleasure walks in wisdom ' s ways , And , though the world ' s laud plaudits

      cease , Her paths still point the road to peace Nor wonder if rejection ' s ^ ow'r , Command in manhood ' s sooer hour , * ftxat to your teeris sb gravd I sing , Now life With me has past' the spring . My youth' a tfapid journey fun ,

      And ycard I reckon forty one . These may you count and many more , Till age shall give the tresses hoar , Then chfefish in her wintry gloom , Virtue ' s 3 Weet : flo < yers that eW , blqb ^ n , From h ^ eav ' n while truth descends to tjfjhg , The &W of life ' s eternal spring . jvmisrroR .

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      Sonnet . —Night * Now gleam the clouded host of stars { and now The vestal Dian J with her lamp qfilgfit Veiled in mists , above the mountain ' s

      brow , Glides thro * the shadowy sky and gilds the night . Here , cvhile the desart moor , the water still , In deepest gjoom are stretch'd , and dJni and tar

      The hamlet rests in sleep , what fancies HH .. .... „ ,. This lonely heart , and heavenly musings near!—For now , perhaps , amid yon peac&nil scene

      Death's noiseless scythe some bfo 6 m& £ youth destroys ; Or sorrow , o ' er wan emtiers , y ^ efes past jcrys ; Or houseless hunger roves , and faidt *

      unseen ; Or murder o ' er some corse , with bloo-/ dy hands , Heark ' ning its last dread cry , ' tremeiidous stands ! A . M . P ,

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      ' Poetry . 391

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      Lines by the late Mrs * ICno zvlet 9 over a seat stirrounding a tree , in the Grokre % Mickleham , Surry . Written in tht year 178 Z . Come , gentle . wanderer , sit and rest , No more the winding maze pursue . Art thou of solitude in quest ? Pause here and take a solemn view

      Behold this spirit-calming vale , Here stillness reigns * tis stillness all ; Unless is heard some Warbting tale , Or distant sound of watef-fall . The letter e d stone , the gothic gaie f 'f'he hermit ' s long-forsaken cell , "Warns thee of th y approaching fate . Oh ! fear to die ;—not living ' welL

      But if xn virtue thou increase , Thou'lt bear life ' s ill , nor fear to < fie , Then every breeze will waft thee peace . And foretaste sweet of promised joy *

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    • Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), July 2, 1808, page 391, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse-os.kdl.kcl.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2394/page/39/