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Poetry.
POETRY .
VERSES , ' Written amongst the Rums of an ancient Abbey "Exccssere omnes , adyt ' u arisque relictis , Dii , quibus imperium hoc steterat—Virg . ^ neid . lib , ii . v . ^ WHERE is that ardent irit fled ?'
sp Instinctively I cry'd—As JOIIA o ' er the piles I led , Off . iH ' n monastic pride : ' Where is that ardent spirit fled , Which , at Religion ' s call , Rear'd this high mansion ' s ponderoushead , Anclstretch'd the sculptur'd wall ? 'Within these bounds—alas ! how chan ° - 'd
That ardent spirit blaz'd : ° ' In power and ariesth- pomp it rang'd , While prostrate votaries gaz'd . ' Thro' the long aisles , now mouldering fast Ecch eve the solemn train , ' In sainted vestments , awful pass'd ; And swell'd the pealing strain . ' Highin yon eastthe altar shone
, , , - With Heav ' n ' s own glory crown'd ; The Godhead there a--sum'dthe throne , Whilst angels trembled round ! ' Now ruthless Time the fabric bends ; The scaiter'd fragments spread ; The prostrate ruin wide extends—Alas . the spirit's fled . ' Turning , I gaz'd on June ' s face , And the
saw trembling tear , When startling Fancy heard the pace Of stalking footsteps near . From the deep shade of cavern vile Arose , or seem'd lo rise , The ivither'd Genius of the pile , And bent his pensive eyes . * Strangers , ' he cried , < whose soften'd hearts Throb o ' er this wasted scene , Oh seize the instance that imparts Conviction ' s precept keen .
* High o'er the land this temple tow'r'd , - In splendor , zeal , and fame ; Insaliate Time his vial pour'd , And Ruin grasp'd the frame . 'Such the condition of our stale ; Unsparing Time strikes wide . E ' en charms likeyour ' s must yield to fate . * My JULIA blush'd and sigh'd .
' Then seize the moments ere they ' re lost J Too much the heart ' s annoy'd ; VOX , X ,
Make of this transient scene the most ; Life ' sdoubled that ' s enjoy'd . ' Ah ! let not 1 . er . uty waste its prime , But taste while ye . t it may ; For slow behind walks hoary Time , To close the chequer'd day . ' He said . and to the cavern drear
, He measur'd back his pace ; Whilsthope ^ comcnix'divuh strugglingfear , Suffus'd my JULIA ' S face . Oh ! JULIA , raise thy timid soul , Join me in Pleasure ' s strains - , Let ' s wisely drain Love ' s rosy bowl , While tb anient spirit reigns . COSMO ,
LINES , SENT TO A LADY , With the Sorrcavs of . Verier , and some bomhastic poems [ by a ferson who signed bimseif
, ORLANDO . Go , Werter go , from beauty ' s brilliant eyes , Unhappy youth , full many a tender tear , Bright as the gem that glows ' neath eastern skies , Shall fall in pity forthy fate severe .
Yet , lest the touching story of thy woe Should carry pity to the verge of pain ; With these , shall blundering Furioso go . And call the smile to each bright cheek again . ALFHEP . THE SIGH .
WHAT speaks the meaning of the heart More plain than wordscan e ' er reveal ; Design'd by Nature to impart The thought , which silence would conceal : The doubtful sign of bliss or grief , [ ploy ; When Love's sweet cares the soul efn
- The friend that yields that soul relief The secret messenger of joy : A language , to no clime confin'd , Which time nor learning can improve . Begun with life , with life resign'd , ?
The Child of Thought , btgot b y Lovs
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
Poetry.
POETRY .
VERSES , ' Written amongst the Rums of an ancient Abbey "Exccssere omnes , adyt ' u arisque relictis , Dii , quibus imperium hoc steterat—Virg . ^ neid . lib , ii . v . ^ WHERE is that ardent irit fled ?'
sp Instinctively I cry'd—As JOIIA o ' er the piles I led , Off . iH ' n monastic pride : ' Where is that ardent spirit fled , Which , at Religion ' s call , Rear'd this high mansion ' s ponderoushead , Anclstretch'd the sculptur'd wall ? 'Within these bounds—alas ! how chan ° - 'd
That ardent spirit blaz'd : ° ' In power and ariesth- pomp it rang'd , While prostrate votaries gaz'd . ' Thro' the long aisles , now mouldering fast Ecch eve the solemn train , ' In sainted vestments , awful pass'd ; And swell'd the pealing strain . ' Highin yon eastthe altar shone
, , , - With Heav ' n ' s own glory crown'd ; The Godhead there a--sum'dthe throne , Whilst angels trembled round ! ' Now ruthless Time the fabric bends ; The scaiter'd fragments spread ; The prostrate ruin wide extends—Alas . the spirit's fled . ' Turning , I gaz'd on June ' s face , And the
saw trembling tear , When startling Fancy heard the pace Of stalking footsteps near . From the deep shade of cavern vile Arose , or seem'd lo rise , The ivither'd Genius of the pile , And bent his pensive eyes . * Strangers , ' he cried , < whose soften'd hearts Throb o ' er this wasted scene , Oh seize the instance that imparts Conviction ' s precept keen .
* High o'er the land this temple tow'r'd , - In splendor , zeal , and fame ; Insaliate Time his vial pour'd , And Ruin grasp'd the frame . 'Such the condition of our stale ; Unsparing Time strikes wide . E ' en charms likeyour ' s must yield to fate . * My JULIA blush'd and sigh'd .
' Then seize the moments ere they ' re lost J Too much the heart ' s annoy'd ; VOX , X ,
Make of this transient scene the most ; Life ' sdoubled that ' s enjoy'd . ' Ah ! let not 1 . er . uty waste its prime , But taste while ye . t it may ; For slow behind walks hoary Time , To close the chequer'd day . ' He said . and to the cavern drear
, He measur'd back his pace ; Whilsthope ^ comcnix'divuh strugglingfear , Suffus'd my JULIA ' S face . Oh ! JULIA , raise thy timid soul , Join me in Pleasure ' s strains - , Let ' s wisely drain Love ' s rosy bowl , While tb anient spirit reigns . COSMO ,
LINES , SENT TO A LADY , With the Sorrcavs of . Verier , and some bomhastic poems [ by a ferson who signed bimseif
, ORLANDO . Go , Werter go , from beauty ' s brilliant eyes , Unhappy youth , full many a tender tear , Bright as the gem that glows ' neath eastern skies , Shall fall in pity forthy fate severe .
Yet , lest the touching story of thy woe Should carry pity to the verge of pain ; With these , shall blundering Furioso go . And call the smile to each bright cheek again . ALFHEP . THE SIGH .
WHAT speaks the meaning of the heart More plain than wordscan e ' er reveal ; Design'd by Nature to impart The thought , which silence would conceal : The doubtful sign of bliss or grief , [ ploy ; When Love's sweet cares the soul efn
- The friend that yields that soul relief The secret messenger of joy : A language , to no clime confin'd , Which time nor learning can improve . Begun with life , with life resign'd , ?
The Child of Thought , btgot b y Lovs