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Blessings greater none can have,
A heart thus torn, which you betray'd ?
Where I was led by faithless smiles : No wretches are so lost as they,
Whom much security beguiles.
, the wakes, Sabina wakes!
But different fates ere night fulfil: How many by his warmth will live! How many will her coldness kill!
Oecafioned by a Lady's having writ VERSES in
Commendation of a Poem which was written in Praise of another LADY,
'ARD is the task, and bold th: adventurous flight,
Of him, who dares in praise of beauty waite ;
E PIG GR A M.
Written after the Decease of Mrs. ARABELLÁ
Hunt, under her Piature drawn playing on a
ERE there on earth another voice like thine,
Another hand so bleft with skill divine ! The late afflicted world some hopes might have, And Harmony retrieve thee froin the grave.
Or else had hopes to win her!
Or I of her a sinner!
A HYMN TO HARMONY,
IN HONOUR OF
ST. CECILIA'S DAY, MDCC I.
Set to Music by Mr. JOHN ECCLES.
Harmony, to thee we sing,
To thee the grateful tribute bring
All hail to thee,
Wife Nature owns thy undisputed fway,
Could penetrate th’abyss profound,
Explore the realms of ancient night, And search the living fource of unborn light.
Confusion heard thy voice, and fled,
Then didit thou, Harmony, give birth
In mystic dance began to move