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Great, but ill-omen'd monument of fame,
గాంగాంగాలలో గాంగRDINOంగగోరిగో COLIN AND L U C Y.
By the Same.
F Leinster fam'd for maidens fair,
Bright Lucy was the grace ;
Impair’d her rofy hue,
And eyes of glossy blue.
. ITT. . Ah! have you seen a lily pale
When beating rains descend?
Take heed, ye easy fair ;
A bell was heard to ring;
The folemn-boding sound,
VII. " I hear a voice you cannot hear,
s That cries, I must not stay; “ I see a hand you cannot see, " That beckons me away.
VIII. “ Of
" Of a false swain, and broken heart,
“ In early youth I die; “ Am I to blame, because the bride " Is twice as rich as I ?
IX. “Ah, Colin, give not her thy vows,
“ Vows due to me alone! “ Nor thou, rash girl, receive his kiss, “ Nor think him all thy own!
X: " To-morrow in the church to wed
“ Impatient both prepare : “ But know, false man, and know, fond maid, “ Poor Lucy will be there.
XI. “ Then bear my corse, ye comrades dear,
" The bridegroom blithe to meet;
The bridegroom blithe to meet;
How were these nuptials kept ?
At once his bosom fwell :
The varying crimson fled ;
Convey'd by trembling fwains,
And plighted maid are seen;
. XVIII. But
This hallow'd ground forbear!
And fear to meet him there.
From Horace, Book III. Ode XXV.
Dicam insigne, recens, adhuc
Indićtum ore alio. Non fecus in jugis
Hebrum prospiciens, & nive candidam
Lustratam Rhodopen. Hor.
By the Same.