Holy Peace, though born above, Still pour thy radiance o'er my breast!" Softly, softly breathe your numbers; And plunge in woe the guilty mind, Where light's unclouded fountains blaze; His grief to bliss shall languish, Behold, with dawning joy each feature glows! The fiend is fled!-Let music's rapture rise: What power can every passion's throe control? The beam of all-creative wisdom shone, At wisdom's call she robed yon glittering skies, [to rise; And saw that all was fair, and all was good. "Twas then, ye sons of God, in bright array Ye shouted o'er creation's day: Then, kindling into joy, The morning stars together sung; And through the vast ethereal sky Seraphic hymns and loud hosannas rung. DR. BROWN. FROM THE MOST EMINENT BRITISH POETS. PART II. Moral and Preceptive. Mark! with what care the fair one's critic eye Chiswick: 1823. 1 ELEGANT EXTRACTS. PART II. Moral and Preceptive. IMMORTALITY : OR, THE CONSOLATION OF HUMAN LIFE. A Monody. Animi natura videtur Atque animæ claranda meis jam versibus esse Lucr. WHEN black-browed Night her dusky mantle spread, And wrapt in solemn gloom the sable sky; When soothing Sleep her opiate dews had shed, And seal'd in silken slumbers every eye; My wakeful thoughts admit no balmy rest, Nor the sweet bliss of soft oblivion share; But wakeful woe distracts my aching breast, My heart the subject of corroding care: From haunts of men with wandering steps and slow I solitary steal, and soothe my pensive woe. VOL. I. CC |