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Down, that anchors on the air;
Pass the world, and what's behind ?
Like the life-fupporting grain, Fruit of patience, and of pain, On the fwain's autumnal day, Winnow'd from the chaff away. Little trembler, fear no more, Thou hast plenteous crops in store ; Seed, by genial sorrows sown, More than all thy scorners own. What though hostile earth despise, Heaven beholds with gentler eyes ; Heaven thy friendless steps fhall guide, Cheer thy hours, and guard thy fide. When th' fatal trump fhall sound, When th’immortals pour around, Heaven shall thy return attest, Hail'd by myriads of the bless'd. Little native of the skies, Lovely Penitent, arise ! Calm thy bosom, clear thy brow, Virtue is thy sister now. More delightful are my woes Than the rapture Pleasure knows; Richer far the weeds I bring, Than the robes that grace a king. On my wars,
of shortest date, Crowns of endless triumph wait ;
On my cares a period bless'd ;
EDWIN AND ANGELINA,
A BALLAD. “TURN, gentle Hermit of the dale,
“ And guide my lonely way, « To where yon taper cheers the vale
“ With hospitable ray. . For here forlorn and loft I tread,
« With fainting steps and now; 6. Where wilds, immeasurably spread,
« Seem length’ning as I go." • Forbear, my son,' the Hermit cries,
• To tempt the dangérons gloom ; For yonder phantom only flies
• To lure thee to thy doom. 6 Here to the houseless child of want
• My door is open fill; * And though my portion is but scant,
* I give it with good will
• Then turn to-night, and freely share
• Whate'er my cell bestows; • My rulhy couch and frugal fare,
• My blessing and repose. • No flocks that range the valley free
• To Naughter I condemn; «Taught by that Pow'r that pities me,
• I learn to pity them: • But from the mountain's graffy lide
• A guiltless feast I bring; • A fcrip with herbs and fruits supply'd,
. And water from the spring, • Then, Pilgrim, turn, thy cares forego ;
« All earth-born cares are wrong: • Man wants but little here below,
Nor wants that little long.'
His gentle accents fell;
And follows to the cell.
The lonely mansion lay;
And strangers led aftray.
Requir'd a master's care ;
Receiv'd the harmless pair.
Tu take their ev'ning res,
The Hermit trimi'd his little fire,
And cheer'd his pensive gụeft; And spread his vegetable store,
And gaily press’d, and smild; And skill'd in legendary.lore,
The ling'ring hours beguild.
Its tricks the kitten tries,
The crackling faggot flies.
To soothe the stranger's woe ;
And tears began to flow,
With answering care oppress’d: . And whence, unhappy youth,' he cry'd,
• The sorrows of thy breast ? • From better habitations spurn'd,
• Raluctant dost thou rove? • Or grieve for friendship unreturn'd,
• Or unregarded love? • Alas! the joys that Fortune brings
• Are trifling, and decay ; • And those who prize the paltry things
• More trifling still than they. • And what is Friendship but a name ;
• A charm that lulls to Deep ; • A fhade that follows wealth or fame,
• And leaves the wretch to weep?