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Thou came't to bless a thepherd boya 0 Now, when fsint purpling o'er the western And pouring thy delicious charms, 10 fiya
Forsook thy shining sphere, Tle lord of day his faded lustre weaves,
But Slander tund the felon lyre,
A verse to amorous pangs and ruder joy!
Forgive his fault; The Vibond cene, ferenely bright, Nor to another bard deny And all the witcheries of the Mufe are The millness of thy front, the fondness of thine!
thins sye! MONTILY MAG. NO. 153.
Lo! from thy beamy quiver fall
What though, bencath thy startled fight Arrowy points, that pierce the ground, The hideous hag of night And light the glow-worm's twinkling lamp; Gores with deep lalh her visionary mare; oferche pale lake's margin damp
Or, brooding on some beauteous breat, The fiery phantomis dance around,
Chills the cramp'd vein, and stops the liberal Till scared by frolic Echo's cavern' call,
course Thoy burst their circle, shudd'ring flit away, of Nature, wither'd by the powerful peft, And meltingly in thy wan veil of humid light Who, grappling on the heart with tyger-force decay.
Her fleshless fangs, beholds with iron stare
Each struggling pant of weak despair, Oft let me, by the dimpled stream,
And gluts with (mother'd thricks the demon Kissing thy reflected gleam, The folemn hour of midnight spend ;
Soon fades the baseless spell, When no cares the bofom rend,
Suon drops th' ideal arm its harpy hold; When sorrow's pitenus tale is done,
While, rising from the fray severe, And trouble sunk with the departed Sun. It's languid vi&tim looks suspicious round,
Seeks the imaginary wound, For strife is his, and mad'ning war,
And (miles to feel her frame by fancy't And deaf'ning tumult, never mute :
Stoops to touch the thought with fire,
To bid the science-pinion'd soul aspire ;
And mid yon radiant worlds sublime,
When mutual all the trembling pafsions move,
When none but heav'n can hear the vows di. Hear me !-So may the bird of woe
vine, Aye greci thee from her bowery cell below; Are also thine ; And occan's rapid surges stand,
The free embrace that tells the heart fincere, Check'd hy thy Glver hand
The with completed, and the love-fraught tear;
While coward Fear For, dear the tender twilight of thy (way, Aloof his dubious dull attendants draws, The foothing filence, and the modest glow
And honeft Sympathy fulfills her sacred laws ! That (mooths thy brow, When stream thy amber treffes on the air ;
Nor let the sun his gorgeous scenery prize, Twined with many a roseate ray,
Trick'd in each gaudy hue : Irregularly fair.
Lo! on thy lucid vault of spotless blue Deas, too, the thadowy luftre of thy face, How quaintly bends the lunar bow, As mid yon filent band thy ponip proceeds.
And wreaths the front of heav'n with vary'd Beneath thy influence, best
dyes ; Fond transports balm the lover's breast, How, mingling, melts the humid glow When Thought intent, with muling pace,
Of blended colours, in one matchless blaze, On each delicious promise feeds,
Studding with golden rays
Spreads thy pale glory's undulating tide!
Thee, too, the swelling Ocean mects with Sunk in the dreamless grave of Number dense,
pride ; Rohb'd of each iwinkling fence Ihat faintly cleard tlic darkness of his mind, 'Courts from thy kindling glance the vivifying
And, as he heaves his azure breast, Lies prone.
gleam Lo! beckond by an airy hand,
Which bids his sparkling furges shine, Yon sapphire-skirted cloud behind,
In borrow'd beauties dreit, I spy the lovely vental, Melancholy ;
Till, in the boundless mirror, thou can't see And, sweeter than the sweeteft cune
Thy answering image clear ; Of music, melting on the tingling ear
And the ftill-lapfing waters bear, Of sainted sprite, by choral seraph's hand,
Greeting with tribute floods thy sovereign Catch cach celestial righ, which fad and Now
farine, Steals o'er my heart a charming woe,
Thee ever praising, ever fed by thee ! Entranced above vain earthly joys I stand, (Voluptuous forrow, bliss fincere!)
0! parent of each nobler deed, Norenvy the proud wretch who, madly gay, Thy midnight counsels, in bis country's sight Courts the licentious glare of griet disclosing Bid the patriut dare to bleed; day ! Thy plasid (cenc. of undilturb'd delight
Awake th' ectatic lyre;
Though obsolete, alas! chy line, The scenes, where Peace and hermit Wisdom And doomed in cold neglect to thine, hoar
By me thall Chaucer be rever'd;
Whose art a new Parnafsus rais'd,
A fun where not a star appear'd!
THE PERSIAN LOVER.
THE sportive zephyr plumes his wing
From hyacinthine bowers ;
With bands of blooming flowers,
Which scent the morning's golden hair ;
And deck the citron grove,
Nor when the vernal hours,
Conceal the glittering show'rs,
Which Atring the new-blown jonquil's fcaps To drink a requiem to thy ghoft;
With beads of pearly dew;
On Aowers of rosy hue.
The gloom of night, the blush of morn, Methinks I see them on the road
To him alike appear'd, To Becket's miracle-abode,
When the false Azza's pointed [porn
And apt his lute's enchanting found
Breath'd vigils through the grove,
To call the nymphis and Shepherds round Well pleased I walk the rooms around, The bow'r of hopeless love. And think 1 tread on classic ground; There, while the shepherds figh'd in vain,
Reverence each rotten beam and rafter; Fascy I hear your song of mirth,
His drooping garlands hung;
And thus at eve the plaintive Twain
His mournful ditty fung:
Since the falle Azza mucks my pain,
I'll quit the roscate vale,
Where full-blown almonds bloom in vain
To check the whispering gale,
"Where fullen streams flow murmuring by bit referved for me alone
The love-lorn Selim's cell.
They seem to check this fond delay,
Which bids me linger here,
To chill the blooming sweets of May
With forrow's icy reur.
Some mountain cave I'll quickly feek, Bihail thy venerable name:
That's damp with banefal dew; And let me join the choral throng. Or trace fome defert, wild and bleak, fansas I'll invoke the Muse,
Where Aowrets never blew.
And when the dawn is overcast,
O'er dangerous rocks I'll fray; at what though, obsolete, thy phrase
While horror howls in every blaft, mote delights our modern days,
And lightnings round me play.
Then chance the friendly hand of Death ke thee I ftrive to charm our ise;
May check life's ebbing tide; ke that I court the Muse of Smile;
And lints, that caught my parting breath, and with to leave a name like thine
Will weep when Selim died. R. M.
Why tarriest thou, my pretty bird ? ON THE DEATH OF MRS, CHARLOTTE Cold is the midnight air; SMITH.
And nipping frosts and chilling winds, CHARLOTTE, thy gloomy scene of life is And winter snows are near.
o'er! At length thi care-worn frame has found Tarry not then, my pretty bird; repose;
There will be death to thee, And thy meek spirit, freed from all its woes,
From which no friendly heart can save,
How warm foe'er it be.
Thus twittering all the day,
And wheeling round, and round, and round,
To call thy mate away? And can we mourn the fate that inatch'd thee hence ?
Why tarriest thou, my pretty bird ? And can we grieve that thou no more art
Perhaps thy mate is dead; here?
Or, falle to thee, perhaps with some
More happy swallow fied?
Whose mercy, ever-during, ever-bright, Though all thy friends are fown,
Or tell where they are gone. Bwy St. Edmunds.
Go!-in some warmer region seek
A mate more true than the;
And, neftling by her side, again
The happiest swallow be.
P.P.. How can'tt thou overtake their flight,
Or tell where they are gone?
PROCEEDINGS OF LEARNED SOCIETIES.
ROYAL SOCIETY OF LONDON: these different reservoirs in the dead
R. EVERARD HOME has laid body, the anterior cells of the first ftoobfervations on the camel's lionnacli
, re one quart of water, when poured into specting the water it contains, and the them. The posterior cells, three quarts. refervoirs in which that fluid is cucloled, One of the largest cells held two ounces with an account of forne peculiarities in and a half, and the second stomach four the urine. Thc camel, the subject of quarts. This is much thort of what those these observations, was a female brought cavities can contain in the living animal, from Arabia; it was 28 years old, and since there are large muscles covering the faid to have been 20 years in England. bottom of the cellular structure, to force It appears that the abitual was worn out, out the water, which must have betin conand in a fate of great debility before it tracted immediately after death, and by came into the hands of the college of fur- that means had diminished the cavities. geons, and in April lati they put an end By this examination it was proved that to its miseries by ineans of a narrow dou- the came!, when it drinks, conducts the ble-edged poniard paffed in between the water in a pure tiate into the second ftoskull and tirst vertebræ of the neck : in this maclı, that part of it is retained there, way the medulla oblongata was divided, and the rett runs over into the cellular and the animal instantaneously deprived turucture of the first, acquiring a yellow of lentibility. "In the common mode of colour. Tlmt the second ftomach in the pitting an animal, says Mr. Home, the camel contained water, had been gence incdalla spinalis only is cut through, and rally allerted; but by what ineans the the lead remains alive, which renders it water was kept separate from the food the inott cruel mode of killing an animal had never been explained, nor haul any that could be invented." The ftomachis other part heen ditcorered, by which the of this animal were the first things examin- cominon otlices of a fecond ftonınch could ed, and ou ueaturing the capacities of be peiturmed, To thus Mr. Iunter did