"The gentleman that moves on wires” Now characters are much debated, The music stops-the lights expire- Thou too, the fairest and the best, Thy name he will not, love! unite Yet often hath he turned away And often hath his earnest eye And often hath his listening ear— But thou art gone!-what doth he here? TO JULIO ON HIS COMING OF AGE JULIO, while Fancy's tints adorn Count o'er the friends whom erst you knew With mincing gait and foreign air Which damsel hath the merrier eye, And shifts the Brummel's varying hue And, such is Fashion's empty fame, The peasants gape in still amaze; The sexton's vest of decent brown, Right justly may the youthful squire |