a Valley near Bagdat. Time, the Here make thy court amidit our rural fcene,

The Gulf of that name,

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One cruse of water on his back he borc, • Before thein Death, with shrieks, directs their And his light ferip contain’d a scanty store:

( way ! A fan of painted feathers in his hand,

• Fills the wild yell, and leads them to theirprey. To guard his thaded face from scorching fand. • Sad was the hour, and luckless was the day, The sultry fun had gain’d the middle sky,

• When firit from Schiraz' walls I bent iny And not a tree, and not an herb was nigh :

• way! The beasts with pain their dutty way pursue,

« At that dead hour the filent asp shall creepy Shrill roard the winds, and drcary was the view! | • If aught of rest I find upon my sleep: With defp'rate forrow, wild, th’affrighted man • Or fome Tivoln ferpent twist his scales around, Thrice sigh’d, thrice struck his breast, and thus . And wake to anguith with a burning wound, began :

“ Thrice happy they, the wife contented poor; • Sad was the hour, and luckless was the day, From luft of wealth, and dread of death secure! • When first from Schiraz' walls I bent my They tempt no detarts, and no griefs they find; ! way!

• Peace rules the day where Řcalon rules the • Ah ! little thought I of the blasting wind,

( mind. • The thirst, or pinching hunger that I find ! • Sad was the hour, and luckless was the day, • Bethink thee, Hailan, where thall thirst allwage, • When first from Schiraz' walls I bent ing • When fails this crufe, his unrelenting rage;

• way! • Soon thall this fcrip its precious load rclign; O hapless youth! for she thy love hath won, • Then what but tears and hunger thall be chine? "The tender Zara shall be most undone!

• Ye mute companions of my toils, that bear • Big swellid my heart, and own'd the powerful • In all my griefs a more than equal thare !

• inaid,

(faid: • Here, where no Springs in murmurs break away, When fast the dropp'd her tears, and thus the • Or moss-crown'd fountains mitigate the day, “ Farewell the youth, whom fighs could not • In vain ye hope the green delights to know,

detain ; • Which plains more blets’d, or verdant vales “ Whom Zara's breaking heart implor'd in vain; • bestow :

“ Yet as thou go'lt, may ev'ry blast arise, • Here rocks alone, and tasteless sands are found, “ Weak and untelt as these rejected lighs! . And faint and fickly winds for ever howl" Safe o'er the wild, no perils may'st thou see; around.

“ No griefs endure, nor weep, falle youth, like • Sad was the hour, and luckless was the day, O let me safely to the fair return,

[me!" • When first from Schiraz' walls I bent my Say, with a kiss, she must not, shall not mourn! • way!

• let me teach my heart to lose its fears, Curst be the gold and silver which persuade Recall'd by wisdom's voice and Zara's tears!' Weak men to follow far-fatiguing trade !

He said; and callid on Hcaven to bless the The lily Peace outshines the filver store ;

-day

(way. • And life is dearer than the golden ore:

When back to Schiraz' walls he bent his • Yet money tempts us o'er the detait brown, • To every distant mart and wealthy town.

§ 108. Oriental Eclognes. By Mr. COLLINS. • Full oft we tenpt the land, and oft the fea;

ECLOGUE III. • And are we only ytt repaid by thee?. Ah! why this ruin so attractive mac!c?

Abra; or the Georgian Sultana. • Or why, fond man, lo casily betray’d?

Scene, a Forest - Time, the Evening. • Why heed we not, while mad we halte along, IN Georgia's land, where Teillis' tow'rs are • The gentle voice of Peace, or Pleasure's long? In distant view along the level green; [seen, • Or wherefore think the flow'ry mountain's fide, While evening dews enrich the glite’ring glade, • The fountain's murmurs, and the valley's And the tall forests cast a longer shade : • pride;

What time 'ris sweet o'er fields of rice to stray. • Why think we thcfe less pleasing to behold Or scent the breathing maize at setting day; • Than dreary derarts, if they lead to gold ? Amidst the maids of Zagen's peaceful grove,

Sad was the hour, and luckleis was the day, Emyra sung the pleasing cares of love.
• When first from Schirar' walls. I bent my Of Abra first began the tender frain,
way!

Who led her youth with flocks upon the plain • Occase iny, fears ! - all frantic as I go, At morn shc came, those willing Socks to lead • When thought creates unnumber'd scenes of Where lilies rear them in the watry mead : • What if the Lion in his rage I meet ! [woe. From early dawn the live-long hours she told, • Oft in the dust I view his printed feet: Till late at filent eve the penn'd the fold. • And, fearful ! oft, when day's declining light Deep in the grove, beneath the secret thade, • Yields her palc empire to the mourner Night, | A various wreath of od’rous flowers Me made. • By hunger rouz'd, he scours the groaning plain, Gay motley'd pinks and liveet jonquils she chose • Gaunt wolves and sullen Tygers in his train : The violet blue that on the moss-bank grows;

That these flowers are found in very great abundance in some of the provinces of Persia, sec the Modert History of the ingenious Mr. Salmon,

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All fiveet to sense, the flaunting rose was there :, At that still hour, when awful midnight reigns, The finish'd chaplet well adorn’d her hair. And none but wretches haunt the twilight plains;

Great Abbas chanc'd that fated morn to stray, What tiine the moon had hung her lamp on high; By love conducted from the chace away : And pass’d in radiance thro' the cloudless sky: Among the vocal valcs he heard her.fong, Sad o'er the dews two brother shepherds fled, And fought the vales and echoing groves among. Where wild’ring fear and desp’rate forrow led. At length he found and woo'd the rural maid ; Fast as they preis’d their flight, behind them lay She knew the monarch, and with fear obey'd. Wide ravag'd plains, and vallies stole away.

• Be ev'ry youth like royal Abbas mov’d, Along the mountain's bending side they ran ; • And ev'ry Georgian maidlike Abralov’d!' Till faint and weak, Secander thus began: The royal lover bore her from the plain; Yet still her crook and bleating Alock remain :

SECANDER Oft as she went the backward turnd her view, O stay thee, Agib, for my feet deny, . And bade that crook and bleating flock adieu. No longer friendly to my life, to fly. Fair happy inaid! to other scenes remove; Friend of my heart, O turn thee and survey; To richer fccncs of golden pow'r and love ! Trace our fad flight thro' all its length of way! Go leave the simple pipe and thepherd's strain; And first review that long-extended plain, With love delight thce, and with Abbas reign. And yon wide groves, already pafs'd with pain!

• Be ev'ry youth like royal Abbas mov'd, Yon ragged cliff, whose dang’rous path we try'al

• And ev'ry Georgian maid like Abra lov’d!' And last, this lofty mountain's weary side ! Yet, midst the blaze of courts the fix'd her love

ÀGIB.
On the cool fountain or the shady grove;
Still, with the shepherd's innocence her inind

Weak as thou art, yet hapless must thou know To the sweet valc and flow'ry mcad inclin'd :

The toils of Aight, or some severer woe ! And oft a Spring renew'd the plains with flow'rs, Still as I haste, the Tartar shouts behind, Breath'd his foft gales, and led the fragrant And shricks and sorrows load the sadd’ning wind, hours;

In rage of heart, with ruin in his hand, With sure return Me fought the sylvan scene,

He blasts our harvests and deforms our land. The breezy mountains and the foreits

green,

Yon citron grove, whence first in fear we came, Her maids around her mov'd, a dutcous band !

Drops its fair honors to the conqu’ring Aame ; Each bore a crook all rural in her hand:

Far Ay the swains, like us, in deep despair, Some simple lay of locks and herds they sung;

And leave to ruffian bands their fleecy care. With joy the mountain and the forest rung.

• Be ev'ry youth like royal Abbas mov'd,

And ev'ry Georgian maid like Abra lov'd!' Unhappy land! whose blessings tempt the And of the royal lover left the care

word; And thorns of state, attendant on the fair; In vain, unheard, thou call'At thy Perfian lord ? Oft to the thades and low roof'd cots retir'd, In vain thou court'ít him, helpless, to thine aid, Or sought the vale where first his heart was fir'd: To Thield the lhepherd and protect the maid ! A ruffet mantle, like a swain, he wore,

Far off, in thoughtless indolence resign’d,
And thought of crowns and busy courts no more. Soft dreams of love and pleasure foothe his minis

• Be ev'ry youth like royal Abbas mov’d, Midft fair sultanas lost in idle joy,
And ev'ry Georgian maid like Abra lov'd! No wars alarm him, and no fears annoy.
Bless'd was the life that royal Abbas led :
Sweet was his love, and innocent his bed,
What if in wealth the noble maid excel;

Yet these green hills, in sumıner's sultry hear, The simple shepherd-girl can love as well.

Have lent the monarch oft a cool retreat, Let those who rule on Persia's jewell'd throne

Sweet to the fight is Zabra's flow'ry plain, Be fam'd for love, and gentlest love alone; And once by maids and fhepherds lov'd in vain! Or wreathe, like Abbas full of fair renown, No more the virgins shall delight to rove The lover's myrtle with the warrior's crown,

By Sargis' banks, or Irwan's shady grove; • O happy davs !' the maids around her say:

On Tarkie's mountain catch the cooling yale, • haste, profufe of bleflings, haftc away!

Or breathc the fwcets of Aly's flow'ry vale; • Be ev'ry youth like royal Abbas mov'd,

Fair scenes! but ahi nomore with peace possessid, • And co'rý Georgian maid like Abra lov'd!' With ease alluring, and with plenty bless’d.

No more the shepherd's whit'ning tents appear,

Nor the kind products of a bounteous ycar; $ 109. Oriental Eclogues. By Mr. COLLINS.

Nomore the date, with fnowy blossoms crown'd; ECLOGUE IV.

But ruin spreads her baleful fires around. Azib and Secander; or, the Fugitives.

SECANDER.
Scene, a Mountain in Circallia, Time,

In vain Circassia boasts her spicy groves,
Midnight.

For ever fam'd for pure and happy loves : fair Circailia, where, to love inclin'd, In vain the boasts her fairest of the fair, Each fwain was bless’d, for ev'ry maid was kind; | Their eyes blue languish, and their golden hair,

Tout

SECANDER.

AGIB.

AGIE.

Those eyes in tears their fruitless grief must send; To my aërial citadel ascends:
Thote hairs the Tartars crucl hand shall rend. With vocal heel thrice thund'ring at my gates,

With bideous accent thrice he calls; I know

The voice ill-boding, and the solemn sound. Ye Georgian fwains, that piteous learn from What should I do? or whether turn? Amaz’d, Circallia's ruin, and the waite of war; [far Confounded, to the dark recess I Ay Soine weightier arms than crooks and staffs pre- Of wood-hole; straight my bristling hairs creet pare,

Thro' sudden fear; a chilly fiveat bedew's To fhield your harvest, and defend your

fair : My Mudd'ring limbs, and (wonderful to tell!) The Turk and Tartar like deligns pursue, My tongue foiets her faculty of speech; Fix'd to dcitrov, and ftcdfast to undo.

So horrible he ieeins! His faded brow [beard, Wild as his lard, in native dcfaits bred,

Entrench'd with many a frown, and conick By luft incited, or by malice led, The villain Arab, as he prowls for prey,

And spreading band, admir’d by modern faints,

Difast'rous acts forebode; in his right hand Ott marks with blood and waiting flames the way; Long scrolls of paper folemnly he wares, Yet nonc fo cruel as the Taitar foe,

With characters and figures dire inscribid, To death inur'd and nurs’d in scenes of woe. Grievous to mortal eyes; (ve gods, avert

He faid; when loud along the vale was heard Such plagues from righteous men !) Behind him A thriller shrick, and nearer fires appear'd: Another monster, not unlike himself, ftalks Th’ailrighted thepherds, thro’the dews of night, Sullen of afpcct, by the vulgar callid Wide o'er the moon-light hills renew'd their | A Catchpole, whoic polluted hands the gods tlight.

With force incredible, and magic charms,

Erit have endu'd. If he his ample palm $110. The Splendid Shilling. J. PHILLIPS.

Should haply on ill-fated Moulder lay

Of debtor, straight his body, to the touch
Sing, heavenly Muse!

Obsequious (as whilom knights were wont)
Things unattempted yet, in prose or rhyme;" | To some inchanted castle is convey'd,
A Shilling, Breeches, and Chimeras dire.

Where gates impregnable, and coercive chains, HAPPY the man, who, void of ze and strife, In durance frict detain him, till, in form

In lilken or in leathern parle retains Of money, Pallas sets the captive free. A Splendid Shilling. He nor hcars with pain Beware, ye debtors! when ye walk beware, New ovíters cryd, nor sighs for checrful ale : Be circumspect; oft with infidious ken But with his friends, when nightly mists arise, This caitiff eyes your steps aloof and oft, To Juniper's Magpye, or Town Hall repairs; Lies perdue in a nook or gloomy cave, "l'here, mindful of the nymph, whose wanton eye Prompt to inchant some inadverteni wretch Transfix'd his foul, and kindled amorous fiames, With his unhallow'd touch. So (poets fing) Chloe, or Phillis, he cach circling glass

Grimnaikin, to domestic vermin sworn Witheth her health and joy, and equal love. An cverlafting foc, with watchful eye Meanwhile he finokes, and laughs at merry tale, Lies nightly brooking o'er a chinky gap, Or pur ambiguous, or conundrum quaint. Protending her fell claws, to thoughtless mice But I, whem griping penury furrounds, Sure ruin. So her difeinbowell'd web And hunger, fure attendant upon want, Arachne in a hall or kitchen spreads, ll'ith scanty offals, and small acid riff

Obvious to vagrant flies; the secret stands (retched repaft!) my m.cayre course sustain; Within her woven cell! the humming prey, Then folitary walk, or doze at home

Regardless of their fate, rush on the toils In garret vile, and with a warming puff Inextricable, nor will aught avail Regale chill fingers; or, from tube as black Their arts, or arms, or Thapes of lovely hue! Astiator chimney, or well-polish'd jet, The wafp insidious, and the buzzing drone, Exhale Mundungus, ill-persunmg fcent; And butterfly proud of expanded wings Not blacker tube, nor of a thorter lize,

Distinct with gold, entangled in her snares, Smokes Cainbro-Britain (vers'd in pedigrec, Utelets resistance make: with eager ftrides, Sprung fiom Cadwallader and Arthur, kings She tow'ring Hics to her expceted spoils; Full famous in romantic tale) when he

Then with envenom'd jaws the vital blood O'er many a craguy hill and barren cliff, Drinks of reluctant foes, and to her cave Upon a cargo of fain'd Ceftrian checfe,

Their bulky carcafis triumphant drags. High over-thadowving rides, with a design

So pass my days. But when nocturnal shades To vend his wares, or at th’Arronian mart, This worid invelope, and th’inclement air Or Maridunum, or the ancient town

Persuales men to repel benumbing frosts (wood; Yclep'd Brechinia; or where Vign's stream With pleasant wines, and crackling blaze of Encircles Ariconium, fruitful lvil,

Me lonely fitting, nor che glimmering light l'honce flow nečtarcous wines, that weil may vie Of make-weight candle, nor the joyous talk With Mallic, Setin, or renown's Falein. Of loving friend, delights; distress'd, forlorn,

Thus, while my joylets minutes tedious flow, | Amidst the horrors of the tedious night, With looks demure and filent pace, a Dun, Darkling I high, and feed with dismal thouglīts Horrible montter! hated by goals and men, My anxious inind; or sometimes mournfulveris

Indite,

Indite, and sing of groves and myrtle shades,

And half the thought content may gain, Or desp'rate lady near a purling stream, Which ípleen employs to purchase pain. Or lover pendent on a willow-tree.

Trace not the fair domestic plan Meanwhile I labour with eternal drought, Froin what you would, but what you can! And restless with and rave; my parched throat Nor, peevilli, fpurn the scanty store, Finds no relief, nor heavy eyes repose :

Because you think you merit more!
But if a sumber haply does invade

Bliss ever differs in degree;
My weary limbs, my fancy’s ftill awake, 'Thy share alone is meant for thce ;
Thoughtful of drink, and eager, in a dream,

And thou thouidit think, however imall, Tipples imaginary pots of ale,

That lare enough, for 'tis thy all; In vain - awake, I find the settled thirst Vain scorn will aggravate distress, Still gnawing, and the pleasant phantom curse. And only make that little less. Thus do I live from plcasure quite debarr’d,

Admit whatever trifles come; Nor taste the fruits that the sun's genial rays

Units compose the largest sum; Mature john-apple, nor the downy peach,

O! tell them o'er, and say how vain Nor walnut in rough-furrow'd coat secure,

Are those who form Ambition's train ; Nor medlar fruit delicious in decay.

Which (well the Monarch's gorgeous state, Aflictions great! yet greater still remain ;

And bribe to ill the guilty great ! My galligalkins, that have long with tood But thou, more bleft, more wile than these, The winter's fury and encroaching frosts,

Shall build up happiness on ease. By time subdu'd (what will not time subdue!) Hail, sweet Content! where joy serene An horrid chasin disclose, with orifice

Gilds the mild foul's unruffl'ú scene; Wide, discontinuous; at which the winds, And, with blith Fancy's pencil wrought, Eurus and Aufter, and the dreadful force Spreads the white web of flowing thought; Of Boreas, that congeals the Cronian waves, Shines lovely in the cheerful face, Tumultuous enter with dire chilling blasts,

And clothes each charm with native grace ; Portending agues. Thus a well-fraught fhip, Effufion pure of bliss fincere, Long fail'd focure, or thro' th’Ægvan deep,

A vestment for a god to wear. Or the lonian, till cruisng near

Far other ornaments compose The Lilybean Thore, with hideous crush The garb) that throuds diffembled woes, On Scylla, or Charybdis (dang’rous rocks) Pierc'd out with motley dics and forts, She strikes rebounding; whence the latter'd oak, Freaks, whimsies, festivals, and sports; So fierce a shock unable to withstand,

The troubled mind's fantastic dress, Admits the fea; in at the gaping iide

Which madness titles Happiness : The crowding waves guth with impetuous rage, While the gay wretch to revels bears Refiftlels, overwhelming! Horrors seize The pale remains of fighs and tears ; The mariners; death in their eyes appears;

And lecks in crowds, like her undone, They stare, they lavc, they pump, they fivear, What only can be found in one. they pray:

But chicf, my gentle friend ! remove (Vain efforts !) still the batt’ring waves rus in, Far from thy couch fiducing Love. Implacable; till, delug'd by the foam,

O! fhun the false magician's art, The ship finks found'ring in the vait abyss. Nor trust thy yet unguarded heart!

Charın'd by his fpelis fair honor flies,

And thousand treach'rous plantoms-rise ; 111. An Epistle to a Lady. NUGENT.

Where Guilt, in Beauty's ray beyuiles,

And Ruin lurks in Friendihip’s 1.miles. LARINDA, dearly lov'dattend

Lol where thi’inchanted captive dreams The counsels of a faithful friend;

Of warbling groves and purling fireains ; Who, with the warmest wishes fraught, Of painted ineads; of flor's that shed Feels all, at least, that friendship ought! Their odours round her fragrant bed, But fince by ruling Heav'n's deliga,

Quick shifts the scene, the charın is loft, Another's fatc shall influence thine;

She wakes upon a deart coast ; O! may these lines for him prepare

No friendly hand to lend its aid, A bliss, which I would die to thare!

No guardian bow'r to spread its.hade; Man may for wealth or glory roam ;

Expos'd to ev'ry chilling blaft, But woman must be blest at honie;

She treads th’inhospitable wafe; To this hould all her studies tend,

And down the drcar decline of life, This her gicat object and her end.

Sinks a forlorn, dihvgourd wife. Diftale uniningicd pleasures bring,

Neglec not thou the voice of Fame, Ard ufc can blunt Affliction's sting:

But, clear from crime, bc frce from blame! Hence perfect bliss no mortals know,

Tho' all were innocence within, And feiv arc plung d in utter woe;

'Tis guilt to wear the garb of fin; While Nature, arm’d against Despair,

Virtue rt je its the foul dilguife:
Gives pow'r to mend, or Atrength to bear; None merit prac who praile despise.

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