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BY EARL NUGENT.
WHILE I those hard commands obey,
All creatures whom fond flames inspire, Pursue the object they desire :: But I, prepost'rous doom! must prove By distant flight the strongest love; And ev'ry way distress'd by fate, Must lose thy sight, or meet thy
By the Same
WEARY'D with indolent repose, A life unmix'd with joys or woes Where all the lazy moments crept, And every passion sluggish slept ; I wish'd for Love's inspiring pains, To rouze the loiterer in my veins. Th' officious power my call attends, He who uncall'd his succour lends And with a smile of wanton spite, He gave Camilla to my sight. Her eyes their willing captive seize, Her look, her air, her manner please ; New beauties please, unseen before, Or seen, in her they please me more; And soon, too soon, alas! I find The virtues of a nobler kind.
Now cheerful springs the morning ray, Now cheerful sinks the closing day;
For every morn with her I walk'd,
How quick the smiling moments pass, Through varying Fancy's mimic glass! While the gay scene is painted o'er, Where all was one wide blank before; And sweetly sooth'd th' inchanting dream, 'Till love inspir'd a bolder scheme.
Camilla, stung with grief and shame : Now marks, and shuns the guilty fame; Fierce anger lighten'd in her face, Then cold reserve assum'd its place: And soon, the wretch's hardest fate, Contempt succeeds declining hate. No more my presence now she flies, She sees me with unheeding eyes; Sees me with various passions burn, Enrag'd, depart,-submiss, return; Return with flattering hopes to find Soft pity move her gentle mind. But ah! her looks were still the same, Unmark'd I went, unmark'd I came; Unmark'd were all my hopes and fears, While Strephon whispers in her ears.
O Jealousy! distracting guest! Fly to some happy lover's breast; Fitly with joy thou minglest care, But why inhabit with despair?
By the Same.
'Twas when the friendly shade of night
Or sprightly joy, or calm repose.
With gen'rous wine the glass was crown'd, And mirth, and talk, and toasts went round.
Clarissa came to bless the feast,