WITH AIKIN'S ESSAY ON SONG-WRITING
To Gallia's gay and gallant coast
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Of Love and Time say what would Fanny know?
That Time is precious, and that Love is sweet?
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Deep in Sabea's fragrant groves retired,
Long had the Eastern Sages studious dwelt,
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NOVEMBER, 14, 1778.
Come, clear thy studious looks awhile,
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\The world is not their friend, nor the world's law.\
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MY aged head now stoops its honours low,
Bow'd with the load of fifty winters' snow;
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PLACED OVER A CHIMNEY-PIECE
Surly Winter, come not here;
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WRITTEN IN A YOUNG LADY'S ALBUM OF DIFFERENT-COLOURED PAPER
Life's chequered scenes these varied leaves display,
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This creature, though extremely thin,
In shape is almost square;
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DECEMBER 29, 1792.
Stirs not thy spirit, Priestley! as the train
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COME here fond youth, whoe'er thou be,
That boasts to love as well as me ;
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Say, ye who through this round of eighty years
Have proved its joys and sorrows, hopes and fears,
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The world's something bigger,
But just of this figure
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Blest art! What magic powers with thine may vie,
That brings (too seldom seen) a Brother nigh?
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HEALTH to my friend, and long unbroken years,
By storms unruffled and unstain'd by tears:
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Sweet is the scene when Virtue dies!
When sinks a righteous soul to rest,
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Within the cot the Muses love,
May Peace reside, that household dove!
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Ye who around this venerated bier
In pious anguish pour the tender tear,
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Whither, whither, wearied dove,
Wilt thou fly to seek thy rest?
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Low in a deep sequestered vale,
Whence Alpine heights ascend,
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Dame Charity one day was tired
With nursing of her children three,
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Dread offspring of the holy light within,
Offspring of Conscience and of Sin,
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TO MRS. MULSO.
On Stella's brow as lately envious Time
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How blest the sacred tie that binds
In union sweet according minds!
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PERFORMED BY A FAMILY PARTY ON THE ANNIVERSARY OF MR. AND MRS. C.'S MARRIAGE
To wake the soul by tender strokes of art,
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O WISDOM ! if thy soft controul
Can sooth the sickness of the soul,
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You whose clear life, one fair, well-ordered day,
In useful tenour calmly glides away;
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Jehovah reigns: let every nation hear,
And at his footstool bow with holy fear;
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When, as returns this solemn day,
Man comes to meet his maker God,
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To learned Athens, led by fame,
As once the man of Tarsus came,
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