A FRAGMENT. Still a soft rainbow thro' the clouds appear'd, And each dark prospect was by mercy cheer'd; To whisper comfort with benignant haste; In Lethe's current then forget the past, Nor let the future be with doubt o'ercast, Spring's balmy zephyrs banish Winter's gloom, The lark, once more, will renovate her song, And soothe e'en Poverty's laborious throng. Then emulate the hardy British oak, That braves the gale, beat down, but never broke ; Spurn the low censure of the jealous crowd, Soar in defeat, in adverse fortune proud; Prudence and courage will again avail, To stem the torrent, or direct the sail; And while reflecting o'er each chequer'd year, (That in the firmest oft excites a tear,) Taught by Adversity, our changeful state; Taught that disasters on the proudest wait; 73 74 A FRAGMENT. To each reverse, with gratitude conform, And thank the gracious Being who dispell'd the storm. DISCONTENT. "Nemo quam sibi sortem, "Sen ratio dederit, sen fors objecerit, illâ "Contentus vivat." Horat. THE sense how perfect, the remark how true, Immortal Horace in his poem drew; From reason's dawn, Fortunio's cap we hail, And dwell enraptur'd on some fairy tale. Through school and college, mark th' aspiring boy, With gaudy visions, ev'ry thought employ ; Or gay Newmarket future bliss inspires; 76 DISCONTENT. With rank and honours the rich noble crown'd, Palls of the blessings, his domain surround; Sighs for the thorny fields of public life, His long-lost hamlet, and his native plain ; To toil and trade, the anxious merchant bound, And sylvan triumphs banish Three per Cents. (As the shrill bugle echoes from afar ;) DISCONTENT. Borne by the gale, on Glory's prosp'rous tide, Whose bounties still in ev'ry rank abound, Thro' sandy plains, and wint'ry wastes are found; And as past scenes revolve in quick review, Whose gen'rous bosoms ever bring relief, Share all our pleasure, and dispel our grief; Each gloomy spectre that disturbs our rest; 77 |