SOF A PIPING FAUN. thou not the pipe of Faunus, eping, glee, through Thessaly's domain ? powered wood-nymphs peeping ces that around him reign; gers, and peasants reaping, ausport, listening to the strain; eneath a pine-tree sleeping, and smiles, and drops to sleep again? while thy blest sons were rovers te loveliness this earth discovers, Na uinds a brighter region founded, eds and sylvans, nymphs and lovers, als of grace through sunny landscapes bounded, ad enchantment all surrounded. ON A GREEN-HOUSE. ERE, from earth's dædal heights and dingles lowly, The representatives of Nature meet; Not like a Congress, or Alliance Holy I envy not the Emathian madman's fame, Who won the world, and built immortal shame On tears and blood; but if some flower, new found, In its embalming cup might shroud my name, Mine were a tomb more worthily renowned HORACE SMITH. THE HARVEST MOON. HE crimson moon, uprising from the sea, With large delight, foretells the harvest near : Ye shepherds, now prepare your melody To greet the soft appearance of her sphere ;And, like a page enamoured of her train, The star of evening glimmers in the west : Then raise, ye shepherds, your observant strain, That so of the Great Shepherd here are blest :Our fields are full with the time-ripened grain, Our vineyards with the purple clusters swell; Her golden splendour glimmers on the main, And vales and mountains her bright glory tell : Then sing, ye shepherds, for the time is come When we must bring the enriched harvest home. TO A WATER BIRD. MELANCHOLY bird !-a winter's day And, taught by God, dost thy whole being school To patience, which all evil can allay; God has appointed thee the fish thy prey; And given thyself a lesson to the fool And his unthinking course by thee to weigh. Though these be good, true wisdom to impart ; He who has not enough for these to spare TO AMORET. HE Summer, the divinest Summer burns, Amid the woods a soft enchantment hold; The flowering woods, with glory and delight, O Amoret! and think these sweets have place. |