"One anxious with intrudes alone,
"And need I tell you what it is?
"I wish to see my darling fon,
"And then I'll die in perfect blifs.

But ah! that wish I'll ne'er obtain, "I've fought him at his guardian's hands, "I've fought him, but I fought in vain, "The youth has fled to other lands.

"Now bow'd with age, I foon must fall, "Nor fhall my Edwin fee his fire, "Tho' mine and Alford's wishes all, "Oft, oft from heav'n that boon require.".

"He fees you now!" brave Edgar cried, "I am the fon you've fought fo long; "For Alford's care my wants fupplied, "When first I join'd the youthful throng.

"From him I learn'd the arts of peace, "He fhew'd me nature's rural charms, "But I defpis'd a life of eafe,

"And fought the fame acquir'd by arms.

"I left his cot, I chang'd my name, "I fought to fave my native land,

"At laft fair Emma blefs'd my flame, "And crown'd my wishes with her hand."

With wild furprise, the hermit heard, And thus to heav'n addrefs'd a pray'r:"Yes, yes, ye pow'rs, ye will reward "The man who triumphs over care.

"I thank you for my forrows past, "I thank you for my present joy, "And while my days of trial last, "Let me my voice in praife employ."

Then in his arms be fondly prefs'd
The happy pair he lov'd fo well,

While many a tender look exprefs'd
That heart-felt joy which none can tell,

III.

CORIN and OLINDA, a legendary Tale.

In three Parts,

By Richard Teade.

Part I.

"B

EWARE, my fon, the luring bait
"Of avaricious gold!

"On which unnumber'd torments wait,
"Those torments yet untold.

"The selfish mifer's heart deferves

"It's anguish and it's pain; "He e'en denies what life preferves, "And murders all for gain.

"Mistaken man, to prize the dross,
"As worthlefs as the clay;
"Who gains, by gold, eternal lofs
"Of virtue's purer ray.

"But if my fon would glide with ease
"The world's most rugged road,
"Not gold that will each pang appeafe,

"But adds unto his load.

“The

"The fafeft guide that man can chufe,

"Is virtue, heav'nly stay;

"For, join'd with friendship, it purfues

"To joy the only way.

"Friendship untainted and Gincere, "A bleffing more divine ;

"Where heart the aching heart doth chear, "And foul with foul doth join,

"Let fools in affluence and power,
"Make boat of many friends;
"Drofs may buy flatt'ry for an hour,
"That gone, the friendship ends.

"If love, the only fource from whence "Th' exalted virtues fpring,

"Doth once poffefs the heart, it thence "All thought of int'reft flings.

"The man who fympathifing fheds
"The grief-condoling tear,
"Is most our friend; for what besteds
"The aid of fortune here?

"But thou, my Corin, fondeft hope,
"Art rais'd 'bove abject state,
"And haft within thy little scope.

"Each bleffing of the great.

VOL. IV.

E

"Let

"Let not thofe gifts revert the ufe,

"And be to life a ftain;

"Man's guard inclining to abufe, "Oft proves a dang❜rous bane.

"There yet remains another care, "The chief of all, my fon;

"Be cautious how you chufe the fair, "And lewd allurements fhun.

"Think not in wanton love to find "Of purer flame the joys;

"The guilt, that inward strikes the mind, "It's ev'ry fweet annoys:

"And what the momentary blifs

"That celibates do prove, "Compar'd to all-fufficient this, "The joys of virtuous love?

"But thou doft not that caution need; "Superfluous and vain,

"To one, who chofe as love decreed, "Love link'd with wifdom's chain:

"For who can boaft a wife fo fair,
"So kind, fo virtuous too?
"Who with Olinda can compare?
"Except her Corin true."

Thus