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BEAUTY Ye tradeful merchants! that with weary toil Do seek most precious things to make your gain, And both the Indies of their treasures spoil; What needeth you to seek so far in vain? For lo! my love doth in herself contain All this world's riches that may far be found; If saphyrs, lo! her eyes be saphyrs plain; If rubies, lo! her lips be rubies sound; If pearls, her teeth be pearls, both pure and round; If ivory her forehead ivory ween; If gold, her locks are finest gold on ground; If silver, her fair hands are silver sheen : But that which fairest is, but few behold, Her mind, adorn'd with virtues manifold.
EFFECT OF BEAUTY.
- NATURAL MUSIC.
AN EXPRESSIVE EYE. SUCH was Zuleika! such around her shone The nameless charms unmark'd by her alone : The light of love, the purity of grace, The mind, the music breathing from her face, The heart whose softness harmonized the whole And, oh! that eye was in itself a soul !
THE MOTHER'S SOLACE. Lo! at the couch where infant beauty sleeps, Her silent watch the mournful mother keeps ; She, while the lovely babe unconscious lies, Smiles on her slumbering child with pensive eyes, And weaves a song of melancholy joy“Sleep, image of thy father, sleep, my boy; No lingering hour of sorrow shall be thine; No sigh that rends thy father's heart and mine; Bright as his manly sire, the son shall be, In form and soul; but ah! more bless'd than he! Thy fame, thy worth, thy filial love, at last, Shall soothe his aching heart for all the past, With many a smile my solitude repay, And chase the world's ungenerous scorn away."
THE FATHER'S JOY. To aid thy mind's development to watch Thy dawn of little joys—to sit and see Almost thy very growth-to view thee catch Knowledge of objects--wonder yet to thee! To hold thee lightly on a gentle knee, And print on thy soft cheek a parent's kissThis, it should seem, was not reserved for me! Yet this was in my nature:-as it is, I know not what is there, vet something like to this.
THE RURAL MAID. What happiness the rural maid attends, In cheerful labour while each day she spends! She gratefully receives what heaven has sent, And, rich in poverty, enjoys content. (Such happiness, and such unblemish'd fame, Ne'er glad the bosom of the courtly dame :) She never feels the spleen's imagined pains, Nor melancholy stagnates in her veins; She never loses life in thoughtless ease, Nor on the velvet couch invites disease; Her home-spun dress in simple neatness lies, And for no glaring equipage she sighs : Her reputation, which is all her boast, In a malicious visit ne'er was lost, No midnight masquerade her beauty wears, And health, not paint, the fading bloom repairs.
GOING TO CHURCH.
A NEGATIVE CHARACTER. With every pleasing, every prudent part, Say, “what can Chloe want?"-she wants a heart. She speaks, behaves, and acts just as she ought; But never, never reach'd one generous thought. Virtue she finds too painful an endeavour, Content to dwell in decencies for ever. So very reasonable, so unmoved, As never yet to love, or to be loved.