A scene, which the patient and pure shall in herit, Where hearts bleed no more, and the tear shall be dry. There souls, which on earth in each other delighted, By friendship, by honour, by virtue united, Shall meet, and their pleasures no more shall be blighted, But perfect and pure as their love be their joy. VII. THE WINTER FRIEND. 1 WHEN the vocal cuckoo wings And lark that hails the day; And braves the fading year. The frolic train of spring ; They urge their rapid wing. Examine the grain and the flower, How nourish'd and cheer'd by the dew! How beautiful after a shower! To the Power who gave them to shine, Ah! tell me what seem they to say? "We flourish in duty to you, That you may approve us are gay." 2 "We teem with increase and delight, To honour the source of our birth; For this are we rich in the gale, For this we are gay on the earth." Of their treasure, so free, so diffuse, IX. THE PATRON. IF e'er a Patron I shall find, Who may to serve me prove inclin❜d, To find a man of generous soul, Who scorns his Client to controul, 2 : Who gives his favours from a sense And steward is of Heav'n; Who, guided by no sordid views, Remembering why 'tis giv'n: 3 Who, in his mode of giving, adds Who will not in return demand 5 Sure pain would on the thought attend, To think my Patron against me *There is a sentiment, in the Opera of THE ACCOMPLISHED MAID, which has always struck me as being extremely beautiful, and shewing an admirable heart in the Speaker: Fanny says, "How bountiful has Providence been in allotting me such humane Benefactors, who, by kindness, convert misfortune into a blessing". She does not repine at her dependent state, but feels grateful for, and rejoices in, the benevolence of her Patrons. M 6 But, if it chanc'd-as chance it might,- To me let him that credit give, 7 But if, unknowing, I offend, And friendly may he smite me ;* 8 Ne'er may he harbour in his breast 9 Oh! never may I pine unheard, * Psalm cxli. 5. + Prov. xiii. 12. |