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He drives his dazzling diligence on high,
SPOTS IN THE SUN.
Y father confessor is strict and holy,
Mi Fili, still he cries, peccare noli. And yet how oft I find the pious man At Annette's door, the lovely courtesan! Her soul's deformity the good man wins And not her charms ! he comes to hear her sins ! Good father! I would fain not do thee wrong; But ah ! I fear that they who oft and long Stand gazing at the sun, to count each spot, Must sometimes find the sun itself too hot.
WHEN Surface talks of other people's worth
He has the weakest memory on earth !
And when his own good deeds he deigns to
mention, His memory still is no whit better grown; But then he makes up for it, all will own,
By a prodigious talent of invention.
TO MY CANDLE.—THE FAREWELL
EPIGRAM. GOOD Candle, thou that with thy brother, Fire,
Art my best friend and comforter at night, Just snuff'd, thou look’st as if thou didst desire
That I on thee an epigram should write. Dear Candle, burnt down to a finger-joint,
Thy own flame is an epigram of sight;
'Tis short, and pointed, and all over light, Yet gives most light and burns the keenest at the point.
Valete et Plaudite.
AN N excellent adage commands that we should
Relate of the dead that alone which is good ; But of the great Lord who here lies in lead We know nothing good but that he is dead.*
* The Friend, No. 12, Nov. 9, 1809 (where five of the above Epigrams are reprinted).
LINES TO W. L., ESQ.,
WHILE HE SANG A SONG TO PURCELL'S MUSIC.
WHILE my young cheek retains its healthful hues,
And I have many friends who hold me dear,
L-! methinks, I would not often hear Such melodies as thine, lest I should lose, All memory of the wrongs and sore distress
For which my miserable brethren weep !
But should uncomforted misfortunes steep
With no beloved face at my bed-side,
Methinks such strains, breathed by my angelWould make me pass the cup of anguish by,
Mix with the blest, nor know that I had died !
TO AN UNFORTUNATE WOMAN
AT THE THEATRE.
MAIDEN,# that with sullen brow
Sittst behind those virgins gay,
* Printed in the second volume of The Annual Anthology, Bristol, 1800.
Annual Anthology, Bristol, 1800. I Sufferer-1800.