But all my wants, before I spoke, She still reliev'd, nor sought my praise, But every day her name I'll bless- Song. By a WOMAN. Each day, each hour, her name I'll bless- And when in death my vows shall cease, MAN speaker. The hardy veteran after struck the sight, At last the impetuous sorrow fir'd his breast: "Wild is the whirlwind rolling O'er Afric's sandy plain, And wild the tempest howling Along the billow'd main; But every danger felt before The raging deep, the whirlwind's roar- Oh! let me fly a land that spurns the brave- And lay my body where my limbs were lost." Song. By a MAN. Basso. - Spiritoso. Old Edward's sons, unknown to yield, Shall crowd from Crécy's laurel'd field. To do thy memory right; For thine and Britain's wrongs they feel, And wish the avenging fight. WOMAN Speaker. In innocence and youth complaining, Next appear'd a lovely maid- Every glance that warms the soul, While pity harmoniz'd the whole. "The garland of beauty"-'t is thus she would say "No more shall my crook or my temples adorn, I'll not wear a garland-Augusta's away, I'll not wear a garland until she return; But alas! that return I never shall see. The echoes of Thames shall my sorrows proclaim, There promis'd a lover to come-but, O me! 'T was death—'t was the death of my mistress that came. But ever, forever, her image shall last, I'll strip all the spring of its earliest bloom; On her grave shall the cowslip and primrose be cast, And the new-blossom'd thorn shall whiten her tomb." With garlands of beauty the Queen of the May No more will her crook or her temples adorn; For who'd wear a garland when she is away, When she is remov'd, and shall never return? On the grave of Augusta these garlands be plac'd, On the grave of Augusta this garland be plac'd, And the tears of her country shall water her tomb. The end. ANSWER TO AN INVITATION TO BARTON; THE RESIDENCE OF HENRY BUNBURY, ESQ.1 FIRST let me suppose, what may shortly be true, All smirking and pleasant, and big with adventure, 1 From The Correspondence of Sir Thomas Hanmer, bart., 1838. — Henry, second son of Sir William Bunbury, baronet, was celebrated in early life as an amateur artist. His union with Catherine Horneck, who was not less celebrated for her attractions, took place in 1771 He afterward contributed to the amusement of the public under the name of Geoffrey Gambado; and, surviving his wife, died at Keswick in 1811.-The above lines were written, about the year 1772, in answer to a versified invitation from Mrs. Bunbury to pass the Christmas at Barton; and to take the advice of herself and sister in playing at loo. Line 17. Miss Horneck: Mary, afterward the wife of General Gwyn. She survived till 1840! Line 36. Fielding Sir John Fielding, half-brother to the novelist. He held the office of justice for Westminster. Line 55. Sir Charles Sir Thomas Charles Bunbury, the elder brother. He became M.P. in 1761; succeeded to the title in 1764; and died in 1821. |