ΤΟ A LADY, WITH A PRESENT OF A KNIFE. A KNIFE, dear Girl, cuts love they say- Can sep'rate what was never join'd. All that affection feels, and fears, When hours, without you, seem like years.Till that be done (and I'd as soon Believe this Knife will chip the moon) Accept my present undeterr'd, And leave their Proverbs to the herd. Your lips acknowledge the receipt!- Vol. VI. FROM A GENTLEMAN, ON THE LATE ANNIVERSARY OF HIS WEDDING-DAY, TO HIS WIFE, WITH A RING AND THE FOLLOWING LINES. By the Same. THEE, MARY, with this ring I wed," So sixteen years ago I said Behold another ring !—“ For what ?” "To wed thee o'er again,-why not?" With the FIRST ring I married Youth, Grace, Beauty, Innocence, and Truth; Taste long admir'd, Sense long rever'd: And all my MOLLY THEN appear'd. If she, by merit since disclos'd, Here then, to-day, (with faith as sure, With ardor as intense and pure, As when amidst the rites divine I took thy troth, and plighted mine) For why? They shew me hour by hour Honor's high thought, Affection's pow'r, Discretion's deed, sound Judgment's sentence: And teach me all things-but Repentance ! ΤΟ A YOUNG LADY, ON SEEING HER DANCE. BY PETER PINNEL, M.A. O! MAY you walk, as years advance, Smooth and erect, as now you dance; May you on each important stage, From bloom of youth to wither'd age, Assert your claim to Merit's prize, And, as at present, charm our eyes ; Observant of Decorum's laws, And moving with the same applause, May you, thro' life's perplexing maze, Direct your steps with equal praise; Its intricate meanders trace With regularity and grace; From the true figure never swerve, And time in every step observe ; Give ear to harmony and reason, Nor make one motion out of season! |