Old Coila, first whose brakes among, And Ayr shall henceforth roll along, But thou, Bard, in silence laid Ah! what shall soothe thy pensive shade, For worth and genius ill repaid, With bounty scant; And hours of sorrow unallay'd, See o'er thy song, as loud it swells, His bosom, as the strain impels, Around him, see, to guard his state, While Iceland's frost, and Asia's heat, Yet, whilst he revels unconfin'd To Folly or to Vice assign'd What Pomp can spare! For rights withheld, or freedom sold, Squanders, in riot uncontroll'd, What Worth should claim! From hill to hill, from plain to plain, For culture due; Whilst cold inaction chills thy vein, Meanwhile thy youthful vigour flies, To thwart thy way; And loath'd Dependance ambush'd lies, Yet high above thy reptile foes And thy expanded bosom glows With heav'nly fire. Go, Builder of a deathless name! Whilst rolling centuries thy fame Shall still renew! DIRGE, On the much lamented Death of the beautiful Maria Linley. "Larded all with sweet flowers, SHAKSPEARE. BY THE LATE C. LEFTLEY, ESQ. UNDERNEATH this ebon shade, Mark'd by a rudely-sculptur'd stone, Soft be the turf she rests upon. These flowers that grow around her tomb, All bear a paler hue, And die almost before they bloom; The pensive powers who haunt the grove, Pity for her shall touch the string, For she was sweet as opening buds, Friend of my youth! for thee my tears And memory through a length of years For thee, when autumn glows around, Deck with fresh wreaths thy hallow'd ground, On thee, amid life's varied part, My tenderest thought shall rest, Bemoan'd while love can warm my heart, Or friendship cheer my breast. SONG. WAVE thy fair head, thou early flower, Fond beauty! whose love-lighted eye The blossom of Spring's untimely birth, P. M. J. MOSES VIEWING THE PROMISED LAND*. "And Moses went up from the Plains of Moab unto the Moun tains of Nebo, to the top of Pisgah, that is over against Jericho. And the Lord shewed him all the Land of Gilead, unto Dan, and all Naphtali, and the Land of Ephraim and Manasseh, and all the Land of Judah unto the utmost Sea, and the South, and the Plain of the Valley of Jericho, the City of Palm Trees unto Zoar. And the Lord said unto him, This is the Land which I sware unto Abraham, and Isaac, and Jacob, saying, I will give it unto thy seed: I have caused thee to see it with thine eyes, but thou shalt not go over thither." DEUT. xxxiv. 1—4. As some poor pilgrim, long condemn'd to roam How his cold bosom burns with ancient fires! So warn'd by Him, whose all-commanding power *This Poem has been attributed to C. Grant, Esq. Author of the Prize Poem on the Restoration of Learning in the East, |