Pour'd through the mellow horn her pensive

foul : And dashing soft from rocks around,

Bubbling runnels joind the found; Thro'glades and glooins the mingled mea

fure stole, Or o'er some haunted streams with fond

delay, Round an holy calın diffusing, . Love of peace, and lonely musing, In hollow murmurs died away.

But O, how alter'd was its sprightlier tone ! When Cheerfulness, a nymph of healthiest

hue, Her bow across her shoulder flung,

Her buskins gemm’d with morning dew, Blew an aspiring air, that dale and thịcket

rung, The hunter's call to Faun and Dryad known;

The oak-crown'd Sisters, and their chaste-

ey'd queen,
Satyrs and sylvan boys were seen,
Peeping from forth their alleys green ;


Brown Exercise rejoic'd to hear,
And sport leap'd up and seiz'd his beechen


Last came Joy's extatic trial,

He with viny crown advancing

First to the lively pipe his hand addrest, But soon he saw the brisk awakening viol, Whose sweet entrancing voice he lov'd the

best. They would have thought, who heard

the strain, They saw in Tempe's vale her native

maids, Amidst the feltal founding shades, To some unwearied minstrel dancing, While, as his flying fingers kiss'd the

strings, Love fram’d with Mirth a gay fantastic

round, Loose were her tresses seen, her zone un.

bound, And he, amidst his frolic play, As if he would the charming air repay, Shook thousand odours from his dewy wings.

O Music!

O Mufic! fphere-descended maid,
Friend of pleasure, wisdom's aid,
Why, Goddess, why to us denied ?
Lay'st thou thy ancient lyre afide ?
As in that lov'd Athenian bower,
You learn'd an all-commanding power,
Thy mimic soul, O nymph endear'd !
Can well recall what then it heard,
Where is thy native simple heart,
Devote to virtue, fancy, art :
Arise, as in that elder time,
Warm, energic, chaste, sublime !
Thy wonders in that god-like age,
Fill thy recording Sister's page
'Tis said, and I believe the tale,
Thy humbleft reed could more prevail,
Had more of strength, diviner rage,
Then all which charms this laggard age,
Even all at once together found,
Cecilia's mingled world of found
O bid our vain endeavours cease,
Revive the just designs of Greece,
Return in all thy simple state !
Confirm the tales her fons relate ?




Character of the Virtuous Man. HE E who in his youth, improves his intellectual powers in the search of truth and use. ful knowledge; and refines and strengthens his inoral and active powers, by the love of virtue, for the service of his friends, his country and mankind; who is animated by true glory, exalted by sacred friendship for social, and softened by virtuous love for domestic life ; who lays his heart open to every other mild and generous affection, and who, to all these, adds a sober mafculine piety, equally remote from superstition and enthusiasm ; that

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man enjoys the most agreeable youth ; and lays in the richest fund for the honourable action, and happy enjoyment of the succeeding periods of life.

He who, in manhood, keeps the defensive and private pasfions under the wisest restraint ; who forms the most select and virtuous friendships; who seeks after fame, wealth and power in the road of truth and virtue, and, if he cannot find them in that road, generously despises them; who, in his private character and connections gives fullest fcope to the tender and manly passions, and in his public character and connections ferves his E 2


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