POEMS.

61

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There dost thou glide from fair to fair,Still simpering on with eager haste ,

As Hies along tlic gay parterre,

That taint the (lowers they scarcely taste

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But say , what nymph will prize the (lameWhich seems, as marshy vapours move.To (lit along from dame to dame.

An ignis-l'atuus gleam of love?

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What friend for thee, howe’er inclin’d,Will deign lo own a kindred care?Who will debase his manly mind,

For friendship every fool may share ?

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In time forbear! amidst the throngNo more so base a thing be seen jNo more so idly pass along:

Be something, any tiling, hut — mean.