Concedatque Deus nunquam, vel sero senescas, Seroque terrenas experiare vices! Integra reddantur quæ plurima sæcula rodant Detur, et ut senio pulchrior eniteas. IMITATED. PEACE has explored this silvan scene, Long may the parent queen of flowers Long may she paint my mantling bowers, Nor you, my yellow gardens, fail To swell Pomona's hoard! So shall the plenteous, rich regale- Pour through the groves your carols clear, If any toils entangle here, "Tis those which Love hath spread. Where the green hill so gradual slants, Or flowery glade extends, Long may these fair, these favourite haunts Prove social to my friends! May you preserve perpetual bloom, And when he makes, with iron rage, INSCRIPTION ON THE SAME HOUSE. HANC in gremio resonantis sylvæ Commodam, mundam, genialem Ad vitam placide, Et tranquille agendum D. I. C. IMITATED. IN the deep bosom of my grove, A silvan spot, with woods-with waters crown'd, This little but commodious seat Here may the happy founder and his race EULOGIUM ON MASONRY. SPOKEN BY MR. DIGGES, AT EDINBURGH. SAY, can the garter or the star of state, That on the vain or on the vicious wait, Such emblems with such emphasis impart As an insignium near the Mason's heart? Hail sacred Masonry! of source divine, Unerring mistress of the faultless line, Whose plumb of Truth, with never failing sway, Makes the join'd parts of Symmetry obey! Hail to the Craft! at whose serene command The gentle arts in glad obedience stand; Whose magic stroke bids fell confusion cease, And to the finish'd orders yield its place; Who calls creation from the womb of earth, And gives imperial cities glorious birth. To works of art her merit's not confined, She regulates the morals, squares the mind; Corrects with care the tempest-working soul, And points the tide of passions where to roll; On Virtue's tablets marks each sacred rule, And forms her Lodge an universal school, Where nature's mystic laws unfolded stand, AN INVITATION. INCLUDING THE CHARACTERS OF THE PARTICULAR COM- COME, Daphne! as the widow'd turtle true, With Phillis, whose unripen'd charms display A dawn that promises the future day. With cypress crown'd, to Weston's groves repair; The conscious shades shall witness our despair: To vales and lawns and woodlands late so gay, Where in sweet converse we were wont to stray, The joys we've lost in plaintive numbers tell, And bid the social seat a long farewell! AN APOLOGY FOR A CERTAIN LADY. To an old dotard's wretched arms betray'd, STANZAS ADDRESSED TO MISS S WHEN Flora decks the mantling bowers In elegant array, And scatters all her opening flowers, A compliment to May, With glowing joy my bosom beats, And wish to see the various sweets |