The Old Batchelor, after the manner of Spenser Owen's Grave, by WILLIAM CASE, Junr. Ode to GEORGIANA, Dutchess of Devonshire To the Nightingale, by GEORGE Dyer Omar at the Tomb of Azza. By GEORGE GOODWIN 219 Markoff, a Siberian Eclogue. By JOSEPH COTTLE 223 A Winter Sketch. By WM. CASE, Junr. Democritus Junior, or the Laughing Philosopher. Designed for a Tablet over the Grave of my little Lines on the Portrait of a Lady Written at Tenbury, Worcestershire, on disturbing Communications for the third volume of the St. JUAN GUALBERTO. Addressed to a FRIEND. I. The work is done, the fabric is compleat; Yet ere his steps attain the sacred seat, Must toil for many a league and many an hour. Elate the Abbot sees the pile and knows Stateliest of convents now, his new Moscera rose. II. Long were the tale that told Moscera's pride, Its columns clustered strength and lofty state, How many a saint bedeck'd its sculptur'd side, What intersecting arches graced its gate; Its tower how high, its massy walls how strong, These fairly to describe were sure a tedious song. 2 III. Yet while the fane rose slowly from the ground, But little store of charity, I ween, The passing pilgrim at Moscera found; And often there the mendicant was seen Hopeless to turn him from the convent door, For this so costly work still kept the brethren-poor. IV. Now all is perfect, and from every side When on the sabbath day his eyes behold V. So chanced it that Gualberto pass'd that way, Since sainted for a life of holy deeds; He paus'd the new-rear'd convent to survey, And, whilst o'er all its bulk his eye proceeds, Sorrows, as one whose holier feelings deem That ill so proud a pile did humble monks beseem. |