25. ANTICIPATION. October, 1803. Shout, for a mighty Victory is won! On British ground the Invaders are laid low; The breath of Heaven has drifted them like snow, And left them lying in the silent sun, Never to rise again!-the work is done. Come forth, ye Old Men, now in peaceful show And greet your Sons! drums beat, and trumpets blow! Make merry, Wives! ye little Children stun Your Grandame's ears with pleasure of your noise! Clap, Infants, clap your hands! Divine must be 26. November, 1806. Another year!-another deadly blow! And we are left, or shall be left, alone; CONCLUSION. To If these brief Records, by the Muses' art That animates the scenes of public life Cleaves the blank air, Life flies: now every day All fitful cares, all transitory zeal! So timely Grace the immortal wing may heal, And honour rest upon the senseless clay. 1827. NOTES. NOTE I. PAGE 1.-To the Daisy. This Poem, and two others to the same Flower, which the Reader will find in the second Volume, were written in the year 1802; which is mentioned, because in some of the ideas, though not in manner in which those ideas are connected, and likewise even in some of the expressions, they bear a striking resemblance to a Poem (lately published) of Mr. Montgomery, entitled, a Field Flower. This being said, Mr. Montgomery will not think any apology due to him; I cannot however help address |