The praise bestowed was just and wise, Secure of conquest where the prize So the best courser on the plain THE MODERN PATRIOT. REBELLION is my theme all day; I only wish 'twould come (As who knows but perhaps it may?) 15 20 THE NIGHTINGALE AND GLOWWORM. A rope! I wish we patriots had Such strings for all who need 'em- 5 THE NIGHTINGALE AND GLOWWORM. A NIGHTINGALE, that all day long 5 10 15 20 25 That brother should not war with brother, But sing and shine by sweet consent, 30 The gifts of Nature and of Grace. Those Christians best deserve the name Who studiously make peace their aim; 35 Peace, both the duty and the prize Of him that creeps and him that flies.. THE DOVES. REASONING at every step he treads, While meaner things, whom instinct leads, BURNING OF LORD MANSFIELD'S LIBRARY. "When lightnings flash among the trees, Or kites are hovering near, I fear lest thee alone they seize, "Tis then I feel myself a wife, And press thy wedded side, Resolved a union formed for life 7 25 TOGETHER WITH HIS MSS. BY THE MOB, IN THE MONTH OF JUNE, 1780. So then the Vandals of our isle, 35 40 And Murray sighs o'er Pope, and Swift, The well judged purchase, and the gift Their pages mangled, burnt, and torn, But ages yet to come shall mourn The burning of his own. ON THE SAME. WHEN Wit and Genius meet their doom In all-devouring flame, They tell us of the fate of Rome, And bid us fear the same. O'er Murray's loss the Muses wept, They felt the rude alarm, Yet blessed the guardian care that kept There Memory, like the bee that's fed The quintessence of all he read 5 IO 5 IO Had treasured up before. The lawless herd, with fury blind, Have done him cruel wrong; The flowers are gone-but still we find 15 ON A GOLDFINCH, STARVED TO DEATH IN HIS CAGE. TIME was when I was free as air, |