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Charity.--An Elegy. FAIR Charity ! 'tis thine to wipe away,
T From Sorrow's faded cheek, the streaming tear! 'Tis thine the debt of Sympathy to pay, . .
And whisper comfort in Affliction's ear!, From Heav'n's high portals come, thou peerless maid !
Borne on the radiant wings of beaming light: Be wide thy olive branch of peace display'd,
And stand thyself confest to mortal sight!
For others ills, adopted as their own,
And gen’ral merriment their labours crown!
And shackled captives writhe, in dismal caves; Thine be the task to soothe, as they complain, .
And to emancipate the hapless laves ! Where haggard Poverty reclines on straw
Its meagre limbs, by aching rheums oppress’d; Vouchsafe to mitigate the weight of woe !
The hungry feed, and give the weary rest! Where pale complexion’d Melancholy reigns,
And Beauty's roses droop their heads and die ; There image prospects bright, fair, flow'ry plains,
Gay, gilded scenes, and an indulgent sky! Where Pain acute, in agonizing throès,
Roars diffonant, and thrieks in discord dire ; Tread softly there! yet kindly interpose,
And stedfast faith and patient hope inspire ! Where links the suffrer, at his latest breath,
While dread, disrupting, doleful pangs dismay, Thy presence lend; dispel the gloom of death, And point the passage to eternal day!
Nor fix’d, alone, to one dark chequer'd scene,
Move cheerily, where harmless pleasures flow; And frown not, with a stern and stoic mien,
At gleams of bliss the kinder Fates, bestow!
Disdain not thou the fimples that abound;
And youthful Joy holds open jubilee;
And swell the choral lay with feftal glee !
And fondly, frisk to Folly's frenzy'd found; Picture deep danger there, in frightful view!
Bid serpents hiss, and scorpions bite the ground! To me thy best and softest influence deign!
True tenderness, and feelings all refin'd! . The heart be mine, to fhare another's pain,' ,
And wide expand to all the human kind!
Spent be my life my fellow men to bless,
With meek-eyd Pity for my inmate dear! Mine the sweet toil, to counteract distress,
And some lone widow's fickly heart to cheer ! To falve the foul, where keenest mis'ry dwells,
Gangren'd by Cruelty's envenom'd dart! To visit Want, in dark and dreary cells,
And wish'd relief, if possible, impart!.... Then, at the perio. 1 of my earthly woes,.
May guardian angels tend my dying bed! Ho Some faithful friend my eye-lids gently close, . Some weeping wretch the tear unbilden hed! .
Ode to Sleep.
Be kindly near thy suppliant's bed!
And hush to rest corroding Care :
And health's gay bloom impair.
The easy with'd for boon bestow; And be not thou the faithless friend,
That studious flies from fights of woe!
Yet more than half awake remain:
The poet and his pain !
And prompt to wind in pleasure's maze, Till fated appetite's no more,
And loathing comes a thousand ways; The reas'ning brute, with follies fir'd, When to the couch of down retir'd, ..
His restļess hours may curse and weep! But Temprance, with unclouded mien, The paffions calm, and foui serene,
Be bleft with kindliest Sleep!
Draws close his curtains, lean and gaunt,
Let wailing widows shriek aloud,
Invoking curses on his head!
And shake the villain's bed! Let wild Ambition's prideful crest
The troop of vengeful furies, know;.. Rooting and rankling in his breast,
For ever working keenest woe!
Light built upon Delusion's base!
Pervading nights and days!
That fated millions dooms to bleed, Merits, and meets with, heart-felt hate, .. · For ev'ry vile, atrocious deed! The heaving bosom's boding fears, The eye he gives to scalding tears, ...!
And vaffals, sunk in mis'ry deep, May well demand, that fuch a fiend: mind From Jove's red bolt be never screen'd, s
Nor know the sweets of Sleep!; ! But oh! to those, in life's low vale,
Who humbly spend the harmless day, ivi Be comfort sent in ev'ry gale, i
And let young flow'rets mark the way! Where chaste affection's lambent flame, T. And social duties, have their claim,
Ye guardian angels, deign to smile! For such, ye clouds, drop plenty down! ? Let calm content their labours crown, · And Sleep repay their toil! TEASDAL
STIS listning fear, and dumb amazement all:
1 When to the startled eye the sudden glance Appears far south, eruptive through the clouds And following flower, in explosion vaft, "... The Thunder raises his tremendous voice, f ; At first, heard Tolemn o'er the verge of heavensis .? The tempest growls; but, as it nearer comes, 's >; '. And rolls its awful burden on the wind, 2!."","? The lightnings flash a larger curve, and more 5911 The noise astounds; till overhead a sheet! 9." , Of livid flame discloses wide, then shuts, 10 And opens wider ; fhuts and opens ftill '. .gla: ; '. Expanfive, wrapping ether in a blaze."; i 90'er; Follows the loosen'd aggravated toar,' 19'...!8i Enlarging, deepening, mingling; peal on peal bra Crush'd horrible, convulsing heaven and earth. in
Guilt hears appalld, with deeply troubl'a thought; And yet not always on the guilty head ***W il Descends the fated Aafh. Young Celadon 2021