Ceafe, Calia, cease; restrain thy flowing tears, Some warmer paffion will difpel thy cares. In man you'll find a more fubstantial blifs, More grateful toying, and a sweeter kifs. He's dead. Oh lay him gently in the ground! And may his tomb be by this verfe renown'd: Here Shock, the pride of all his kind, is laid; "Who fawn'd like man, but ne'er like man betray'd." SONGS SONGS AND BALLADS. SWEET WILLIAM'S FAREWELL A LL in the Downs the fleet was moor'd, among the crew. William, who high upon the yard The cord flides fwiftly through his glowing hands, So the fweet lark, high-pois'd in air, The nobleft Captain in the British fleet O Sufan, Sufan, lovely dear, My vows fhall ever true remain ; Let me kifs off that falling tear; We only part to meet again. Change, as ye lift, ye winds; my heart fhall be Who tempt with doubts thy constant mind. Yes, yes, believe them when they tell thee so, If to fair India's coaft we fail, Thy eyes are seen in diamonds bright, Thus every beauteous object that I view, Love turns afide the balls that round me fly, The fails their fwelling bosom spread; They kifs'd, the figh'd, he hung his head. Her leffening boat unwilling rows to land : Adieu! fhe cries; and wav'd her lily hand. A BAL A BALLAD, FROM THE WHAT-D'YE-CALL-IT. WAS when the feas were roaring 'TWA With hollow blafts of wind; A damfel lay deploring, All on a rock reclin'd. Wide o'er the foaming billows She caft a wistful look; Her head was crown'd with willows, Twelve months are gone and over, The merchant, robb'd of pleasure, To lofing of my dear? Should you fome coaft be laid on, Where gold and diamonds grow, You'd find a richer maiden, But none that loves you fo. S 2 How That lurk beneath the deep, To wreck the wandering lover, And leave the maid to weep. All melancholy lying, Thus wail'd the for her dear; She bow'd her head, and dy'd. THE LADY'S LAMENTATION. A BALL A D. PHYLLIDA, that lov'd to dream In the grove, or by the stream; What, alas! fhould fill her head, Water and a willow? Love in cities never dwells, Which fweet woodbine covers. 24 What |