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THE ORATORIO OF THE CAPTIVITY.
The wretch, condemn’d with life to part,
Still, still on hope relies ;
Bids expectation rise.
Hope, like the glimmering taper's light,
Adorns and cheers the way;
Emits a brighter ray.
O MEMORY! thou fond deceiver,
Still importunate and vain, To former joys recurring ever,
And turning all the pass'd to pain; Thou, like the world, the oppress'd oppressing,
Thy smiles increase the wretch's woe! And he who wants each other blessing,
In thee must ever find a foe.
THE TAKING OF QUEBEC.
Amidst the clamour of exulting joys,
Which triumph forces from the patriot heart, Grief dares to mingle her soul-piercing voice, And quells the raptures which from pleasures
Oh, Wolfe, to thee a streaming flood of woe,
Sighing we pay, and think e’en conquest dear; Quebec in vain shall teach our breasts to glow,
Wbilst thy sad fate extorts the heart-wrung tear.
Alive, the foe thy dreadful vigour fled,
And saw thee fall with joy-pronouncing eyes : Yet they shall know thou conquerest, though dead !
Since from thy tomb a thonsand heroes rise.
EPITAPH ON DR. PARNELL.
This tomb, inscribed to gentle Parnell's name,
EPITAPH ON EDWARD PURDON.
Here lies poor Ned Purdon, from misery freed,
Who long was a bookseller's back;
I don't think he'll wish to come back.
WRITTEN AND SPOKEN
BY THE POET LABERIUS,
a Roman Knight,
WHOM CÆSAR FORCED UPON THE STAGE.
PRESERVED BY MACROBIUS.
What! no way left to shun the’ inglorious stage,
THE TRAGEDY OF ZOBEIDE.
In these bold times, when learning's sons explore
With Scythian stores and trinkets deeply laden,
(Upper Gallery. There mangroves spread, and larger than I've seen them
[Pit. Here trees of stately size--and billing turtles in them