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THE ROSE-BUD . r I mark'd the young rose-bud , when bloomipg and fair , Erect hold its beautiful head :-With th « rest of my flowers it partook of my care , *? And had of my fostering protection a ' . 'tfia 5 $ t , As daily I water * d its bed .
But , ' 1 ©; 4 as it blootn'd , s the keen sharp pelting hail Its beautiful petals destroy * d ; All shattered , my flovv ' ret sunk low in the vale , Its odotirs no more did my senses regale , And I cast it as useless aside !
And thus , when the blasts of chill penury light On the child of misfortune and woe , Unprotected * he falls in the cold cheerless night , And reluctantly yields to the merciless blight , Till he sinks to the regions below .
Yet not , like my rose-bud , destroy'd by the storm . Once more he shall lift up his head ; The sun of eternity , genial and warm , Shall shortly restoie his poor wormeaten form , And bring him to life from the dead ! 7 . NIGHTINGALE ,
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SONG . I leave thee , love , but oh ! in vain Proud glory ' s banner floats on . high $
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No empty fame can quentrh the pain That burns in every bursting sigh . Duty commands , and I obey , But other duties struggle here : I dread the battle ' s doubtful day , Because my life to thee \ s dear .
Oft darkling in my tent at night , My lonely thoughts shall fly to thee ; Again thy dear eye ' s dewy light , Shall beam upon our babe and me And when the fearful combat y s giv ' n , Should fate arrest thy soldier's breath , The thought of meeting thec in heaven Shall calm the agonies of death A . . JVL P .
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SONNET , Written amongst the Guilts of Kenil-wcrth Castle . O Kenilworth ! how indistinctly £ a , « ie Thy towers , as twilight steals upon the sight ! ,. " ..-JLost in the glooms of many a declining .:
shade , No silver moon-beam marks thy lordly height . Ah ! how Time banquets on thy mouldering side ; JLong will he glut him with thy vast remains ; Till not one relic of thine ancient pride Shall tell- where Leicester sway'd thy fertile plains . When fell that proud Lord , faithful to
, his fate , Thy lofty turrets hasted to decay ; Ambition mockM thee in' thy alter'd < stat $ * a And ruin sexz'd thee as his future pr « y . Then mortals , learn ' tistransitqry alf!— , Behold this wreck , and thinkjpn 1 ^ 1-' ctstgr'tfaU , , '
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158 Poetry .
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While their shepherd reeling by some murmuring rill , Tunes his pipe to the praises of love . Bright Phoebus now ruddies each mountain ' s hoar top , And purples the deep with his rays ; «PThe great voice of nature rejoicing sends One general tribute of praise . E . DUNCANNON , aged 13 .
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Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), March 2, 1808, page 158, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2390/page/38/
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