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A scene, which the patient and pure shall in

herit, Where hearts bleed no more, and the tear

shall be dry. There souls, which on earth in each other

delighted, By friendship, by honour, by virtue united, Shall meet, and their pleasures no more shall

be blighted, But perfect and pure as their love be their joy.

VII.

THE WINTER FRIEND.

1

When the vocal cuckoo wings

To southern climes his way;
When the swifts in giddy rings

Their vent'rous flight essay;
When the linnet droops forlorn

Upon the naked spray;
Mute the blackbird on the thorn,

And lark that bails the day;
Still the robin whistles clear,
And braves the fading year.

2
Other flatt'rers come and go,

The frolic train of spring ;
Fearful from the drifting snow

They urge their rapid wing.
Other warblers cease their strain

When storms forbid to roam,
But Robin then forsakes the plain,

And gives us songs at home :
Let the fickle sporters flee,

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The Winter Friend for me.

VIII.

GRATITUDE.

From the Opera of The Royal Merchant,

BY THOMAS HULL.

1 Go traverse the field and the grove,

Examine the grain and the flower, How nourish'd and cheer'd by the dew !

How beautiful after a shower!

To the Power who gave them to shine,

Ah! tell me what seem they to say ? « We flourish in duty to you,

That you may approve us are gay.

2 66 We teem with increase and delight,

To honour the source of our birth; For this are we rich in the gale,

For this we are gay on the earth." Of their treasure, so free, so diffuse,

Sweet emblems! how well they impart The fulness of pleasure and pride,

When gratitude springs in the heart.

IX.

THE PATRON.

If e'er a Patron I shall find,
Who may to serve me prove inclin'd,

Be it my lot propitious
To find a man of generous soul,
Who scorns his Client to controul,
Whom none can say is vicious :

2
Who gives his favours from a sense
That he has duties to dispense,

And steward is of Heav'n;
Who, guided by no sordid views,
His sacred trust will ne'er abuse,

Remembering why 'tis giv'n:

3
Who, in his mode of giving, adds
A

grace to bounty, and who glads

The very heart he favours;
No burden then his love I'll find,
But be to gratitude inclin'd,
While all of good-will savours :

4
Who will not in return demand
A mean compliance at my hand,

Or mark extreme each error;
But, rather, who the friend shall prove,
To bind my heart by cords of love,
And not by abject terror. *

5
Sure pain would on the thought attend,
To differ from a generous friend :

'Twould give me grief unfeigned
To think my Patron against me
Had e'en the semblance of a plea,

Or justly he complained.

* There is a sentiment, in the Opera of TAE ACCOMPLISHED MAID, which has always struck me as being extremely beautiful, and shewing an admirable beart in the Speaker : Fanny says,

" How bountiful has Providence been is allotting me such humane Benefactors, who, by kiodness, convert misfortune into a blessing". She does not repine at her dependent state, but feels grateful for, and rejoices in the benevolence of her Patrons.

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6 But, if it chanc'd-as chance it might The best man is not always right

That he and I agree not ; To me let him that credit give, Which he from others would receive, My failings spare, or see not.

7
But if, unknowing, I offend,
Still may I find he is my Friend,

And friendly may he smite me ;*
Admonish'd then my fault I'll mourn,
And to his love a quick return
May firmly re-unite me.

8
Ne'er may he harbour in his breast
Conceal'd dislike, which, unconfest,

Misleads me by forbearance; And in the end I have to find, With keenest anguish of the mind, His love was but appearance.

9 Oh! never may I pinę unheard, Heart-sick at last from hope deferr'd,+

And fruitless expectation :

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