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THE CHARMS OF MELODY.
How fw«et in. the Woodlands.
How fweet in the woodland!.
With fleet hovind and horn.
To awake the fweet echo.
And tafle the frefh morn \
But hard is the chace
My fond heart muft purfue.
Since Daphne, dear Daphne,
Is lofl to my view,
^flirt me, chafte Dian,
The nyn?.ph to recain,
-More wild than the roebuck.
And wing'd with difdain ;
\a pity o'ertaiic her,
Who wounds as fne fiie.«.
Though Daphne purfues,
'Tit MyrliUo that dies.
The Birks of Indermay.
THE fmiling niorn, the breatliingfpring,
Invite the tuneful birds to fing ;
And "while they waAle on each fpray,
"Love tunes the univerlal lay :
I,et us, Amanda, •timely wife, i
1 Like them employ the hour that flies ;
And in foft raptures pafs the day,
Amidd the Birks of Indermay,
Soon wears-tie fummer of the year,
And age like winter will appear ;
Like this thy lovely bloom will fade.
As that doth ftrip the verdant fliade :
Our tafte, our plcafure then is o'er.
The feather'd fongfters charm no morg.
And as they droop, fo we decay :
Adieu,,jye Birks of Indermay,
Afk if yon Damafk Rofe be fweet.
ASK if yon damait;- rofe be fweet,
That fcents the ambient air ;
Then afk each fliepherd that you meet.
If dear Sufanua's fair.
vSay, will the vultuje leave his prey.
And warble thro' the gro^e !
Bid wanton linnets quit the fpray ;
Then doubt thy fliepherd's love.
The fpoils of war let heroes (hare3
Let pride in iplendor fliinc ;
Ye bards, uncnvy'd laurels wear -
Be fair Sulanna mine.
A Dawn of Hope.
A DAWN of hope my foul revive;:.
And banilTics defpair :
It my deareft Damon lives,
, Make him, ye Gods, your care.
Dlfpel thefc 2;loomy fhades of night,
My tender grief remove ;
Oh I fend fome cheering ray of light.
And guide me to my love.
Thus in a fecret, friendly (liade.
The penfive Sylvia mouru'd.
While courteous Echo lent- her aid.
And figh for figh return 'd.
When, fudden, Damon's wtll-knawa het
Each riling fear difarm;,
i-He cagerTpring! to her enibracc,
. She finks into It 3 arms.
Kow oft, liOiilTa.
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HO.W.:o.ft Louifa, haft thou faid,
(Nor wilt thou the fond boaft difown)
Thou would'ft not lofe Antonio's love
To reign the partner of a throne.
And by tliofe lips that fpoke fo kind,
Ard by that hand I preft to mine
To gain a fubjeft nation's love,
I fwear I would not part with thine.
Then how, my foul, can we be poor.
Who own what kingdoms cannot buy?
Of this irue heart thou (halt bequecn.
And ferving thee a monarch L
Thus uncontroul'd in mutual blifs.
And rich in love's exhauftlefs rnine.
Do thou fnatch treafures from my lips.
And I'll take- kingdoms back from thine.
Duenm.,
Homeward Bound.
LOOSE ev'ry fall to the breeze.
The courfe of my velfel improve :,
I've done with the toils of the feas.
Ye failors, I'm bound to my love.
Since Emma is true as fhe's fair.
My griefs I Ring all to the wind}
^Tisa pleafing return for my care.
My miflrefs is conftant and Vtpd.
My fa\ls are all (ill'dto my dear.
What tropic-bird iwifter can move ?
■ Who, cruel 1 fliall hold his career.
That returns«to the neft of his love.
Hold ev'ry fail to the breeze.
Come, (liip-mates, and join in the fong;
Let's drink, while the fliip cuts the feas.
To the gale that may drive her along.
A Rofe Tree in full bearing.
-y\ ROSE-TREE,in full bearing,
xTL ^'^^ fweet flowers fair to fee;
One rofe beyond comparing,
For beauty attracted me ;
Tho' eager once to v/in it,
Lovely, blooming, fr*{h, and gay,
I Iind a canker in it.
And now throv/ it far away.
How fine this morning early.
Tile fun Ihining clear and bright *,
So late I lov'd you dearly,
Tho' loll now each fond delight :
The clouds feem big with fhowcrs.
Sunny beams no more are fcen —
Farewell, ye happy hours,
Y'our fallehood has chang'd the fcene.
Fur SMif.i
The Duflcy Night. ;
THE duiliy night rides down the flcy,
And ufliers in the morn ■,
The hounds all join in jovial cry.
The huntfraan winds his horn.
And a hunting .ve v/ill go, S?i-
The wife around her hufband throws
Her arms to make him flay;
My dear, it rains, it hails, it fnows !
•You cannot hunt to-day.
Yet a hunling we will go, &c.
Away they fly to 'fcapc the rout.
Their fleeds they foundly twitch ;
Some are thrown in, fome are thrown out.
And fome thrown in the ditch.
Yet a hunun^-we will go, (^c
At lafl; from ftrength to fslntnefs v;orn.
Poor Reynard ceafes flight;
Thfeti, weary homeward, wc r&lurn,
And drink. awaj.4he night.
. And a drinking v.-j vJlU go, ©"f