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Ne village is without, on either side, 51
ey'd Vales, spires, meandring streams, and Windsor's
W ALL E R. Of a Lady singing to her LUTE. · L'AIR Charmer, cease, nor make your voice's
T. prize A heart resign'd the conquest of your eyes: Well might, alas ! that threatned vessel fail, Which winds and lightning both at once assail. We were too blest with these inchanting lays, 5 Which must be heav'nly when an Angel plays : But killing charms your lover's death contrive, Lest heav'nly music should be heard alive. Orpheus could charm the trees, but thus a tree, Taught by your hand, can charm no less than he: A poet made the filent wood pursue, II This vocal wood had drawn the Poet too.
On a fan of the Author's design,
in which was painted the story of CEPHALUS, and PROCRIS,
with the Motto, AURA VENI. C OME, gentle Air! th’Æolian shepherd said,
1 While Procris panted in the secret shade ; Come, gentle Air, the fairer Delia cries, While at her feet her fwain expiring lies. Lo the glad gales o’er all her beauties stray, 5 Breathe on her lips, and in her bosom play! In Delia's hand this toy is fatal found, Nor could that fabled dart more surely wound: Both gifts destructive to the givers prove; Alike both lovers fall by those they love. 10 Yet guiltless too this bright destroyer lives, At random wounds, nor knows the wound she :
gives : She views the story with attentive eyes, And pities Procris, while her lover dies.
COW L E Y. The G A R D E N. L'AIN would my Muse the flow’ry Treasures f fing, And humble glories of the youthful Spring; Where op’ning Roses breathing sweets diffuse, And soft Carnations show'r their balmy dews ; ' Where Lilies smile in virgin robes of white, 5 The thin Undress of superficial Light, i And vary'd Tulips show so dazzling gay, Blushing in bright diversities of day. Each painted flowret in the lake below Surveys its beauties, whence its beauties grow; 10 And pale Narcissus on the bank, in vain . Transformed, gazes on himself again. Here aged trees Cathedral Walks compose,' And mount the Hill in venerable rows : There the green Infants in their beds are laid, 15 The Garden's Hope, and its expected shade. Here Orange-trees with blooms and pendants
shine, And vernal honours to their autumn join ;
Exceed their promise in the ripen'd store,