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EMBARKING FOR IRELAND.

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Milesian romances, envelope in shade,
Nor let Bigotry's viper the bosom invade.
Then in fancy we sketch your sequester'd retreat,
(As garlands, and bonfires, your equipage greet,)
Where at mid-day's fierce sun you are tempted to rove,
By the stream's mossy bank, to your shady alcove;
While the blossoms of youth are restor'd to your cheek,

And the “ Soubrette disdains fresh cosmetics to seek.

Too long in seclusion, for each valued friend ;
Months and seasons alike you are destin'd to spend;
For Fashion, to whom, e'en the wisest submit,

Supreme at the toilette, in “ Virtu," and wit;

Forbids and prohibits St. James's gay scene,
'Till the snow-drifted landscape is mantled in green,

'Till each gale is perfum'd by the verdure of Spring, And the woodlands again with wild melody ring. How unlike our fair Belles ! you perchance may have heard,

In the once brilliant Court of great Brunswick the

Third ;

As both “ Townlys and Grandisons,"

pass

in review,

With the good “ Lady Bountifuls” poetry drew ;
When Ranelagh’s dull promenade could inspire,
And a Barry, or Cibber, each theatre fire;

November's dark aspect then bid them prepare,

To quit the damp “ Chateau’s disconsolate air ;
No guests to enliven the ancient saloon ;

From the state of the weather, the roads, or the moon;

No poachers to try, and no tenants to scold,
E’en the Sessions appear'd both deserted and cold ;
While John Moody and Scrub," with each newly deckt clown,
View'd with joy, the departure, for“ Lunnun's” gay town;
Long since they have vanish’d, and all pass’d away,
And we hail the soft breezes and zephyrs of May,
Which ensure to our exiles a tardy recall,

From domestic pursuits, at the ancestral hall;
As barouches unnumber'd, then rapidly pour,
And lace-cover'd lacqueys encumber each door ;
While the fair“ Prima Donnas,adorn'd with each wile,

Descend the proud Alps, at our folly to smile;
Then return your connections to cheer and delight,
Like a comet, dispelling the darkness of night;
Restore the gay phantoms of hope to our view,

And Life's thorny passage with roses long strew.

WRITTEN IN A SICK CHAMBER.

" Nessun maggior dolore,
“ Che ricordarsi del tempo felice,

" Nella miseria.”

Vain each attempt the anguish to explain,
When sunk and fetter'd, by thine iron chain;
Yet vile Podagra ! torment of our frame,
Let me one moment, thy forbearance claim;
To festive banquets forc'd to bid adieu,
Nor London's gay and brilliant circles view;

Condemn'd no more to mount the gen’rous steed,

And health recover from the flow'ry mead;

Or idly saunt'ring near the briny wave,
Mark the poor sea-bird, his white pinion lave.
Yet, gracious Heav'n! for what (thro thee) remains,
Deign to accept these few, tho' grateful strains ;
Friendship’s warm welcome I can still enjoy,
While dear connections, through the struggle buoy;
Surround my couch, and soothe the aching head,
When Death's dark border we appear to tread;
Too weak and old, the op’ning hound to cheer,
Or at St. Stephen's join the well-known “ Hear;"
Unfit to labour in the classic mine,

Or feel the warmth of Homer's flowing line;
No more with Tully's patriot fire to glow,
(When Rome's great master laid each rival low ;)
Still lighter subjects can the mind engage,
The Poem-Novel-" or the well-trod stage;"

From the fair belles, and tavern rakes of old,

Stamp'd in a Fielding—or a Farquhar's mould ;

To Swift's keen satire, and sarcastic muse,

With all a Cowper's pensive lines diffuse.
Yet when reflecting at pale midnight's gloom,
On friends—long summon’d to the silent tomb,

LINES WRITTEN IN A SICK CHAMBER.

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Or those, who rack'd by dire complaints survive, And against Hope, with manly courage strive; Let me most grateful, breathe an humble pray'r, (As with their suff'rings, mine—are light as air ;") “ May my poor bark through Life's dark current glide, 66 And stem the billows of each adverse tide;

“ Her steady course, thro' ev'ry storm pursue,
“And ne'er the shipwreck of affection rue ;
“ But oh! kind Heav'n! protect me from this foe,

“Drive, drive, the demon to the shades below,

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“And calm a victim's agonizing woe.

VOL. 11.

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