...Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head. ***** And thou, sweet Poetry, thou loveliest maid, Still...to fly where sensual joys invade ! Unfit, in these degen'rate times of shame, To catch the heart, or strike for honest fame, Dear charming nymph, neglected...

...Village — and which though adverted to before will bear repetition — "And thou, sweet Poetry! them loveliest maid, Still first to fly where sensual joys...invade ; Unfit, in these degenerate times of shame, To catch the heart, or strike for honest fame : Dear, charming nymph, neglected and decried, My shame...

...Village — and which though adverted to before will bear repetition — " And thou, sweet Poetry ! them loveliest maid, Still first to fly where sensual joys...invade ; Unfit, in these degenerate times of shame, To catch the heart, or strike for honest fame : Dear, charming nymph, neglected and decried, My shame...

...pity you. I can say no more. In that short sentence the bitter venom of satire lies concealed— ' And thou sweet Poetry, thou loveliest maid, Still...invade ; Unfit, in these degenerate times of shame, To catch the heart or strike for honest fame ; Dear, charming nymph ! neglected and decried ! My shame...

...leave the land. Down where yon anchoring vessel spreads the sail, That idly waiting flaps with every gale, Downward they move, a melancholy band, Pass...invade : Unfit, in these degenerate times of shame, To catch the heart, or strike for honest fame ; Dear charming nymph, neglected and decried, My shame...

...leave the land, Down where yon anchoring vessels spreads the sail, That idly waiting flaps with every eyond the western main; Where wild Oswego spreads...her swamps around, And Niagarastuns with thund'ring those degenerate timed of shame, To catch the heart, or strike for honest fame; Dear charming nymph,...

...leave the land. Down where yon anchoring vessel spreads the sail That idly waiting flaps with every gale, Downward they move, a melancholy band, Pass...connubial tenderness are there ; And piety with wishes plac'd above, And steady loyalty, and faithful love. And thou, sweet Poetry, thou loveliest maid, Still...

...can say no more. In that short sentence the bitter venom of satire lies concealed — • And thon sweet Poetry, thou loveliest maid, Still first to...invade ; Unfit, in these degenerate times of shame, To catch the heart or strike for honest fame ; Dear, charming nymph ! neglected and decried ! My shame...

...leave the land. Down where yon anchoring vessel spreads the sail, That idly waiting flaps with every gale, Downward they move — a melancholy band, Pass from the shore, and darken all the strand." I will send you an account of any plans we may hear of that are likely to be of practical utility ;...

...considered in lieu of the improvement of the mind. Ballet is made to supersede the tragic muse : — " And thou sweet, Poetry ! thou loveliest maid, Still first to fly where sensual joys invade." It is true that in this vast metropolis we have one house remaining, where the modicum of talent still...