And when that heart shall cease to beat, SONG. THE wreath you wove, the wreath you wove If Pity's hand had stol'n from Love If every rose with gold were tied, One faded leaf where Love had sigh'd The wreath you wove, the wreath you wove Its bloom is yours, but hopeless Love The learned Prue took a pert young thing, And pluck sometimes a quill from his wing, But one was xft, when Susan came, He smiled, and pruned his feather. "Twould make you smile to've seen us First trade for this Sweet child of bliss, And then nurse the boy between us. THE SALE OF LOVES. I DREAMT that, in the Paphian groves, Come buy my Loves, Ye dames and rose-lipp'd misses!- They're new and bright, The cost is light, For the coin of this isle is kisses. First Cloris came, with looks sedate, Their coin on her lips was ready; "I buy," quo.h she, "my Love by weight, "Full grown, if you please, and steady." "Let mine be light," said Fanny, “pray— "Such lasting toys undo one; A light little Love that will last to-day."To-morrow I'll sport a new one." Come buy my Loves, Come buy my Loves, Ye dames and rose-lipp'd misses! There's some will keep, Some light and cheap, At from ten to twenty kisses. ΤΟ THE world had just begun to steal I felt not, as I used to feel, And life grew dark and love was gone. No eye to mingle sorrow's tear, No lip to mingle pleasure's breath, No circling arms to draw me near"Twas gloomy, and I wish'd for death But when I saw that gentle eye, With every gentle smile that cross'd Your kindling cheek, you lighted home Some feeling, which my heart had lost, And peace, which far had learn'd to roam. "Twas then indeed so sweet to live, Hope look'd so new and Love so kind, That, though I mourn, I yet forgive The ruin they have left behind. |