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Parted without the least regret,
This lesson seems to carry-
But proper time to marry.
THE DOG AND THE WATER-LILY.
The noon was shady, and soft airs
Swept Ouse's silent tide,
I wander'd on his side.
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That spaniel found for me,)
Now starting into sight,
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His lilies newly blown ; do 9w aglomer Their beauties I intent survey'd, yrave no And one I wished my own.tolerawan
Sir Robert Gunning's daughters.
With cane extended far I sought
To steer it close to land;
Escaped my eager hand..
Beau mark'd my unsuccessful pains
With fix'd considerate face,
To comprehend the case.
But with a cherup clear and strong,
Dispersing all his dream,
The windings of the stream.
My ramble ended, I return’d;
Beau, trotting far before,
And plunging left the shore.
Impatient swim to meet
The treasure at my feet.
Shall hear of this thy deed : My dog shall mortify the pride
Of man's superior breed;
Awake at duty's call,
To Him who gives me all.
THE IMMORTAL MEMORY OF THE HALIBUT,
ON WHICH I DINED THIS DAY, MONDAY, APRIL 26, 1784.
-Wherever thou hast fed, thou little thought’st,
ADDRESSED TO LADY HESKETH.
This cap, that so stately appears,
With ribbon-bound tassel on high, Which seems by the crest that it rears
Ambitious of brushing the sky; This cap to my Cousin I owe,
She gave it, and gave me beside, Wreath'd into an elegant bow,
The ribbon with which it is tied.
This wheel-footed studying chair, · Contrived both for toil and repose, Wide-elbow'd, and wadded with hair,
In which I both scribble and doze, Bright-studded to dazzle the eyes,
And rival in lustre of that
Fair Cassiopeïa sat:
Caledonia's traffic and pride,
Escaped from a cross-country ride! This table and mirror within,
Secure from collision and dust, At which I oft shave cheek and chin,
And periwig nicely adjust :
This moveable structure of shelves,
For its beauty admired and its use, And charged with octavos and twelves,
The gayest I had to produce; Where, flaming in scarlet and gold,
My poems enchanted I view, And hope, in due time, to behold
My Iliad and Odyssey too:
This china, that decks the alcove,
Which here people call a buffet, But what the gods call it above,
Has ne'er been reveal’d to us yet: These curtains, that keep the room warm
Or cool as the season demands, Those stoves that for pattern and form
Seem the labour of Mulciber's hands :
All these are not half that I owe
To One, from our earliest youth To me ever ready to show
Benignity, friendship, and truth; For time, the destroyer declared
And foe of our perishing kind, If even her face he has spared,
Much less could he alter her mind.
Thus compass’d about with the goods
And chattels of leisure and ease, I indulge my poetical moods
In many such fancies as these ;