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Gentleman's Magazine


Historical Chronicle.

From January to June, 1818.


(being The TENTH or A NEW SERIES.)


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at Cicero's Head, Red Lion Passage, Reel Street;

where Letters are particularly requested to be sent, Post-p\id.

And sold by J. HARRIS (Successor to Mrs. NEWBERY),

at the Corner of St. Paul's Church Yard, Lwlgate Street;

and by Perthes and Besseh, Hamburgh. 1318.

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CTItX, my little sweet brunette!

I sigh for you, and no one else! If you frown, oh I shall fret —

I shall die at your repolie! Fast the silent wings of Time

O'er your opening beauty move: Soon shall I behold your prime

Ripen to the breath of Love!
Then, if your assenting bosom

Heave to me but half so true,
I may pluck the unfolded blossom

Of delight, with love and you!


Again the pleasant breath of Spring

Steals o'er the lawn and glen and grove; And gentle pairs, on frolic wing,

Twitter—" What is life, but love?" Ere gleams the budding lilac's bloom,

Yon warbler hath his mate address'd, And, burnishing the golden plnme,

Pants to weave his genial nest. Then listen to the vernal bird,

Nor fly so sweet a Valentine: And, if with charmed ear be heard

His melting music—deem it mine!


That little sprig of young peach-bloom, The promise fair of sweets to come,

Was sent, in sooth, by me:
And, though its tints be all too weak
To emulate thy lips and cbeek,

It yet resembles thee!
Then bid me picture the fond hour
When like the fruit, as now the flower,

Nor plac'd beyond my reach,
I may salute thee sunny-ripe,
And (more delicious still the type)

May pluck—a melting peach!


Once more the gentle airs of Spring
The promise of fresh pleasure bring:
Once more the minstrel of the grove
Attunes new sonnets to his love:
Once more the fleret almost peeps
From moss which to the white-frost weeps.
And soon, to Flora's breath serene,
That moss shall wear a softer green.

Ah! while such warblings wake the year.
Shall Marianne refuse to hear?
Amid such choral symphony
Is Marianne still deaf to me?
Ah, must I mourn (tho' every glade
Still bloom, in former hues array'd,
Tho' every lawn in floral gold
Again shall glow)—my true-love cold ?—

EfT yester-morn was half-conceal'd

A timid violet from my sight,
The rosemary's pale shade bad veil'd

Its glimmering leaves, its virgin white.

I stoop'd to taste the breathing spring,
So gentle in the recent flower,

And welcome the sweet tints that bring
The promise of a softer hour.

Some moments past, I hied to view
The little traits of yesterday:

But gone was all the illusive hue;—
The very leaves were shrunk away.

And is that tiolefs glance so coy,
Wbieh fled, as if afraid of me,—

Say, is it like a dream of joy

That paints the air, but ne'er shall be?

If I have hail'd thy vernal pride,
Say, is thy bower the rosemarine,

That veils the blush thy scorn would hide,
The blush I fondly fancied mine?



Bradford Ablas Church, Dorset, 401.
Caerdiff Church. 9.
Dorchester Old Bridge, Oton, 104.
Dublin. Tenter-house in, 113.
Earl's Station Church, CO. Leic. 305.
Etrkam Church, Surrey, 577.
Harnhan Bridge, Chaptl, fcc. at, 393.

Halfifld, co. Hertford, view of, 297.
Luther, Portrait of, 209.
Norton Church, co. Derby, 497.
Suatford Church, Salop, 17.
Salisbury, Poultry Cross at, 393.
Sherborne, New Inn at, 201.
Tewkesbury, Antient Building at, 489.




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