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MRS. MONTAGUE'S

FEATHER-HANGINGS.

THE Birds put off their iv'ry hue

To dress a room for Montague.

The Peacock sends his heav'nly dyes,

His rainbows and his starry eyes;

The Pheasant, plumes, which round infold His mantling neck with downy gold;

The Cock his arch'd tail's azure show;

And, river-blanch'd, the Swan, his snow. All tribes beside of Indian name,

That glossy shine or vivid flame,

Where rises, and where sets the day,
Whate'er they boast of rich and gay,
Contribute to the gorgeous plan,

Proud to advance it all they can.

This plumage neither dashing show'r,

Nor blasts that shake the dripping bow'r,

Shall drench again or discompose,

But, screen'd from ev'ry storm that blows, It boasts a splendour ever new,! Safe with protecting Montague." but t

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Well-tutor❜d Learning, from his books,
Dismiss'd with grave, not haughty looks,

Their order on his shelves exact

Not more harmonious or compact

Than that to which he keeps confin'd
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Their ruffled plumage calm refit, enflært mind (For stormy troubles loudest roared Around their flight who highest soar) i

And in her eye, and by her aid,

Shine safe without a fear to fade.

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She thus maintains divided sway...

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The plume and poet both we know

Their lustre to his influence owe,

And she the works of Phoebus aiding,

Both poet saves and plume from fading.

SONNET

ADDRESSED TO

HENRY COWPER, ESQ.

On his emphatical and interesting delivery of the Defence of WARREN HASTINGS, Esq. in the House of Lords.

CowPER, whose silver voice, task'd sometimes hard, Legends prolix delivers in the ears

(Attentive when thou read'st) of England's Peers, Let verse at length yield thee thy just reward. Thou wast not heard with drowsy disregard, Expending late on all that length of plea Thy gen'rous pow'rs, but silence honour'd thee Mute as e'er gaz'd on Orator or Bard.

Thou art not voice alone, but hast beside

Both heart and head; and couldst with music sweet

Of attic phrase and senatorial tone,

Like thy renown'd Forefathers, far and wide Thy fame diffuse, prais'd not for utt'rance meet Of others' speech, but magic of thy own.

THE MORNING DREAM.

"Twas in the glad season of spring,
Asleep at the dawn of the day,
I dream'd what I cannot but sing,
So pleasant it seem'd as I lay.

I dream'd that on ocean afloat,

Far hence to the westward I sail'd,

While the billows high-lifted the boat,

And the fresh-blowing breeze never fail❜d.

In the steerage a woman I saw,

Such at least was the form that she wore,

Whose beauty impress'd me with awe,

Ne'er taught me by woman before.

She sat, and a shield at her side

Shed light like a sun on the waves,

And smiling divinely, she cry'd

-I go to make Freemen of Slaves.

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