and delicate variations, which he might otherwise have paffed over; and I would not anticipate the pleasure he will receive from his own discoveries of this kind. An ample ftore of beauties lies open for his inspection, and he will probably find reafon to flatter himself, that in this fpecies of poetry, as well as in every other, the English follow the claffic antients with a bold and vigorous ftep, and ftrain hard for the palm of victory. PAS PASSIONATE AND DESCRIPTIVE SON G S. LEST as th' immortal Gods is he,* B The youth that fondly fits by thee; And fees, and hears thee, all the while, 'Twas this depriv'd my foul of reft, For while I gaz'd, in transport toft, My breath was gone, my voice was lost. My *THOUGH it may feem irregular to begin a collection of English fongs with an ode of Sappho, yet I am tempted to do it on account of the excellence of the tranflation, which has almost the merit of an original, and that the reader may have fo nearly in his view a pattern of perfection with which he may compare the rest. My bofom glow'd, a fubtle flame In dewy damps my limbs were chill'd, I fainted, funk, and died away. PHILLIPS. HY fatal fhafts unerring move, ΤΗ I feel the foft refiftless flame For while I gaze, my bofom glows, My fault'ring tongue attempts in vain My tongue fome fecret magic ties, Condemn'd to nurse eternal care, SMOLLETT. A H the fhepherd's mournful fate! When doom'd to love, and doom'd to languish, To bear the fcornful fair one's hate, Nor dare difclofe his anguish. While rapture trembling thro' my eyes Reveals how much I love her. The tender glance, the redd'ning cheek, A thoufand various ways they speak A thousand various wishes. For For oh! that form fo heavenly fair, Thofe languid eyes fo fweetly fmiling, Thy every look, and every grace So charms whene'er I view thee, Low at thy feet to breathe my last, HAMILTON. O, tell AMYNTA, gentle fwain, Go I would not die, nor dare complain; H 2 A figh, |