Poetical Effays, &c. for February, 1784. Meffi'rs PRINTERS, The following Parody, I believe, bas been seen by very few of your readers; your publifising it, therefore, may afford an agreeable entertainment to many of them, as well as to your bumble fervant, HARVARDIENSIS. An Evening Contemplation in a College, being a Parody The peaceful fellows of the college fleep. The tinkling bell proclaiming ear- The noify fervants rattling o'er their head, cares, Ne'er rouze thefe Beepers from their downy bed. No chatt'ring females crowd their focial fire, No dread have they of difcord and of ftrife; Unknown the names of husband and of fire, on Gray's Elegy, in a Cour Unfelt the plagues of matrimonial try Church-Yard. T HE Curfew tolls the hour of With jarring found the porter turns Then inhis dreary manfion flumb'ring waits, And flowly, sternly quits it... tho' for me. Now fhine the fpires beneath the And through the cloyfer peace and Or copious bowls infpire a jovial frain: Save that in yonder cobweb-man- Where lies a Atudent in profound re- The droning mufic of his vocal nose. Appear the pamphlets in a mould?- life. Oft have they bask'd along the fun ny walls, Oft have the benches bow'd beneath their weight: How jocund are their looks when dinner calls! How fmoke the cutlets on their crowded plate! Oh let not temp'rance too-difdainful hear How long our feafts, how long our dinners laft: Nor let the fair with a contemptuous fneer On these unmarry'd men reflections caft! The fplendid fortune and the beauteous face (Themfelves confefs it and their fires bemoan) Too foon are caught by scarlet and by lace: Thefe fons of fcience fhine in black alone. Forgive, ye fair, th' involuntary fault, Ifthefe no feats of gaiety display, Where through proud Ranelagh's wide-echoing vault Melodious Fir'd them with tranfports of a nobler kind, And bade them flight all females.... but the mufe. Full many a lark, high-tow'ring to the sky, Unheard,unheeded greets th'approach of light Full many a star, unfeen by mortal eye, With twinkling luftre glimmers thro' the night. Far from the giddy town's tumultuous ftrife, Their wishes yet have never learn'd to ftray; Content and happy in a fingle life They keep the noiseless tenor of their way. · E'en' now their books from cobwebs to protect, Inclos'd by doors of glafs, in Doric ftyle, On Auted pillars rais'd, with bronzes deck'd, They claim the passing tribute of a Negleds to hold fhort dalliance with a book? Who there but wishes to prolong his Atay, And on thofe cafes cafts a ling'ring look? Reports attract the lawyer's parting eyes, Novels Lord Fopling and Sir Plume require ; For fongs and plays the voice of beauty cries, And fenfe and nature Grandifon defire. From thee, who mindful of thy lov'd compeers Doft in their lines their artlefs tales relate, If chance, with prying fearch, in future years, Some antiquarian fhall enquire thy fate. Haply fome friend may fhake his hoary head, And fay, "Each morn, unchill'd by frofts, he ran "With hofe ungarter'd, o'er you turfy bed, "To reach the chapel ere the Pfalms began. "There in the arms of that lethargic chair, "Which rears its moth devoured back fo high, "At noon he quaff'd three glaffes to the fair, "And por'd upon the news with curious eye.. "Now by the fire, engag'd in feririous talk "Or mirthful converfe, would he loit'ring ftand; "Then in the garden chofe a funny walk, "Or launch'd the polish'd bowl with fteady ftand; "One morn we mifs'd him at the hour of pray❜r, "Befide the fire, and on his favʼrite. Or fell defpondence, big with maby a tear; Bs ev'ry word is echo'd by a figh, His ev'ry paufe diluted by a tear. Then-fhall I fnatch thee to my eager "arms, And prefs my lovely mourner to my breaft; Protest her beating heart from vain alarms, And kifs thofe tears that flow from joy diffren! Thus blet and bleffing, fhall we live at eafe, The tender hufband, and endearing wile; Pleaf in qurfelves, frive all we can to pleafe, And cheat the unavailing cares of Love, Beauty and Prudence. A Fable. THE beams of fol declar'd the The birds their early matins pay, The landscape fmil'd in beauty bright, And all was rapture and delight. When from the cot, between the trees, Where health comes smiling in each breeze, Florella blooming, gay, and fair, Juft fainter by the lily made; Her form proportionably tall, A medium ftill, to which we find, Love, who is always in the way, Fair maid,faid he,my name is Love, I all the joys of life improve; My reign extends o'er earth and fea, And ev'ry creature bends to me; Each bird that tunes his little throat, Love forms the lay, infpires the wrote; The Rocks and herds, that wanton The nymph was by his rhetoric won, :: And in inflant, near undone, Your virtue wreck'd, your peace. all. And in a fea of trouble toft ; Tho' love has ev'ry earthly charm warm, NG To banish grief, to fifle rage, ElegiacLines, occafioned by the much lamented death of Mifs N ----A---A beam etherial fully'd and absorpt Tho' fully'd and dishonoured Aill divine. Young's Night Tho'ts.. AH! Aay whiley dear lovely charmer flay, Grant a fhort,refpite to our tearful And g But vain the call! while fifter fpirits urge A rapid exit from a world of ftrife; The foul (already on the tumbling verge) Soon fpeeds beyond the counterfcarp of life. The damask bloom, the lovely tint of youth, And all the charms which roseate health e'er gave, Alike evince the melancholy truth, and beauty, lead That youth, but to the grave. Come then, whofe hearts to foft emotions prone, Can ne'er refufe the tributary tear; Ye whom affli&ion nurtures for her own, Come mingle forrow o'er pale Em ma's bier. Divine employ to weep with those who weep, What pleasures from the sweet communion flow! To wake with those who conftant vigils keep! 'Tis luxury to feel another's wo. ToEmma's friends(who beft difcern'd her worth) Reflection must protract th'eternal figh; They bleй each caufe which call'd her virtues forth, Each caufe was frequent when her Oft have we feen her in the sweet Each morn did then announce an Now forrowing days fucceed each clouded morn. How was the wont to lead the sprightly dance! With fmiles and graces moving in her train; Sweet courtefies! which every joy enhance, And o'er the heart ufurp entire domain. In feftive sports, which youthful fancy loves; Each blufhing beauty, beaming in her face! In fports which heaven-born innocence approves, Fair Emma fhone with elegance and |