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For thee I panted, thee I priz’d,
Whate'er I lov'd before:
“ Farewell! we meet no more !"
HUMAN FRAILTY. WEAK and irresolute is man;
The purpose of to-day, Woven with pains into his plan,
To-morrow rends away.
Vice seems already slain;
And it revives again.
Finds out his weaker part;
But Pleasure wins his heart. 'Tis here the folly of the wise
Through all his heart we view; And, while his tongue the charge denies,
His conscience owns it true.
And dangers little known,
Man vainly trusts his own.
To reach the distant coast !
THE MODERN PATRIOT.
I only wish 'twould come
A little nearer home.
On t'other side th’ Atlantic,
But more so when most frantic.
That man shall be my toast,
Who bravely breaks the most.
The choicest flow'rs she bears,
Your house about your ears.
Though some folks can't endure them,
the mob are mad outright,
Such strings for all who need 'em-
Then, farewell British freedom.
ON OBSERVING SOME NAMES OF LITTLE NOTE RECORDED IN THE BIOGRAPHIA BRITANNICA. Oh, fond attempt to give a deathless lot To names ignoble, born to be forgot!
In vain, recorded in historic page,
So when a child, as playful children use,
parson, oh, illustrious spark! And there, scarce less illustrious, goes the clerk!.
OF AN ADJUDGED CASE, NOT TO BE FOUND IN ANY
OF THE BOOKS.
BETWEEN Nose and Eyes a strange contest arose,
The spectacles set them unhappily wrong; The point in dispute was, as all the world knows,
To which the said spectacles ought to belong. So Tongue was the lawyer, and argued the cause
With a great deal of skill, and a wig full of learning; While chief baron Ear, sat to balance the laws,
So fam'd for his talent in nicely discerning. “ In behalf of the Nose it will quickly appear, And your lordship,” he said, ' will undoubtedly
find, That the Nose has had spectacles always in wear,
Which amounts to possession time out of mind.” Then holding the spectacles up to the court“ Your lordship observes they are made with a
straddle, As wide as the ridge of the Nose is; in short, Design’d to sit close to it, just like a saddle.
Again, wondd your lordship a moment suppose ('T'is a case that has happen'd, and may be again) That the visage or countenance had not a Nose, Pray who would, or who could, wear spectacles
then? On the whole it appears, and my argument shows, With a reasoning the court will never condemn, That the spectacles plainly were made for the Nose,
And the Nose was as plainly intended for them.” Then shifting his side (as a lawyer knows how),
He pleaded again in behalf of the Eyes : But what were his arguments few people know,
For the court did not think they were equally wise. So his lordship decreed, with a grave, solemn tone,
Decisive and clear, without one if or but-
ON THE BURNING OF
TOGETHER WITH HIS MSS.,
By the Mob, in the month of June, 1780.
Sworn foes to sense and law,
Than ever Roman saw!
And many a treasure more,
That grac'd his letter'd store.
pages mangled, burnt and torn,
The burning of his own.
ON THE SAME.
In all-devouring flame,
And bid us fear the same.
They felt the rude alarm,
His sacred head from harm.
From Flora's balmy store,
Had treasur'd up before.
The honey on his tongue.*
THE LOVE OF THE WORLD REPROVED;
OR, HYPOCRISY DETECTED.
They might with safety eat the rest;
From the whole hog to be debarr'd; * Lord Mansfield bore the loss of his library with great calmness, and once, in the House of Lords, made the following pathetic allusion to it, when giving his opinion on a legal question; "I speak not this from books, for books I have none."... Ed.