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We were the happiest pair of human kind!
And back return'd again ;
Still in her golden chain
O fatal, fatal stroke.
Of rare felicity,
In one fad moment broke !
Or againft his fupreme decree
With impious grief complain. That all thy full-blown joys at once should fade Was his most righteous will, and be that will obey'd.
Would thy fond love his grace to her controul,
Up to that unclouded blaze,
Is every mortal bliss ;
Beyond the bounds of this imperfect state,
Whose fleeting joys fo foon must end,
Rise then, my soul, with hope elate,
There death himself thy Lucy shall restore, There yield up all his pow'r ne'er to divide us more.
V E R S E
Making PART of an
EPITAPH on the fame LADY.
By the Same.
ADE to engage all hearts, and charm all eyes ;
Tho' meek, magnanimous, tho' witty, wise ; Polite, as all her life in courts had been ; Yet good, as she the world had never seen; The noble fire of an exalted mind, With gentle female tenderness combin'd. Her Speech was the melodious voice of Love, Her Song the warbling of the vernal Grove; Her Eloquence was sweeter than her Song, Soft as her Heart, and as her Reason strong ; Her Form each beauty of her miod express’d, Her Mind was Virtue by the Graces dress’d.
OUD howls the storm! the vex'd Atlantic roars !
Thy Genius, Britain, wanders on its shoses !
* Victor garland.--Alluding to the conquest by Lord Cornwallis.
With fickly yew unfragrant cypress twine,
And shall the Mufe, that marks the folemn scene, “ As busy Fancy lifts the veil between," Refuse to mingle in the awful train, Nor breathe, with glowing zeal the votive strain ! From public fame thaii admirarion fire The boldet numbers of her raptur'd lyre To hymn a Stranger?-and with ardent lay Lead the wild mourner round her Cook's morai; While Andre fades upon his dreary bier And + Julia's only tribute is her tear? Dear, lovely Youth! whofe gentle virtues stole Thro' Frieodship's softning medium on her soul ! Ah no!--with every strong refiftless plea, Rise the recorded days the past with thee, While each dim shadow of o'er-whelming Years, With glance reverted Eagle-memcry clears.
* Bloody scroll.---The Court-Martial decree, figned at Tappan, for Major Andre's execution.
† Julia.—The name by which Mr. Andre addreford the Author in his correspondence with her.