SONNET, On receiving, as a posthumous memorial, a pair of greenglass spectacles, which had belonged to the author of "The Task." NOT that there needed, venerable bard! Aught more impressive than the gifted page * Unshaken held. More could not need, meek sage! Or leave thy lov'd idea unimpair'd. T. PARK. * The gifted page alludes to a copy of Mr. Cowper's Poems, SONNET TO EMILIA, BY MR. R. A. DAVENPORT. "SAD is thy verse," you cry; " yet on thy cheek, And ask the pity of the careless crowd ? And sacred seeks within itself to close From the world's prying eye, its cureless woes. Diffusing fragrance, many a flower unfolds, Fair to the summer sun, its vivid bloom: Yet in its bosom the fell canker holds, That, mining, gives it to untimely doom. 1797. SONNET. TO MIRTH. BY MR. R. A. DAVENPORT, FAR from my paths, unruly Mirth, retire! Bend thy light steps to Fortune's favour'd train; There, while the gay, the thoughtless throng admire, Fix thy bright throne, and rule with boundless reign. Be mine to stray where o'er the babbling stream Its pensive shade the drooping willow throws; Hid from the sultry sun's intrusive beam, There let me weep, in silence, o'er my woes. And oft, when night involves the world in gloom, Nor e'en one faintly-glimmering star appears; Sad let me wander to his lonely tomb, Who never more shall Sorrow's bitter tears Wipe from my eyes, or charm to rest my fears, And bid, with honied voice, Hope's roses bloom. 1796. SONNET. ANTICIPATION. BY WM. WORDSWORTH, ESQ. SHOUT, for a mighty victory is won! On British ground the Invaders are laid low, And left them lying in the silent sun Never to rise again: The work is done. Come forth ye old men now in peaceful show, And greet your sons! drums beat, and trumpets. blow! Make merry wives, ye little children stun noise! Clap Infants, clap your hands! Divine must be SONNET. TO THE MEMORY OF SIR PHILIP SIDNEY. BY MR. R. A. DAVENPORT. WHEN all the glories of the Muse shall fade, Till then, thy godlike deeds, thy noble aim, In bright array, intrepid shall they stand, * Horace Walpole. |