Ambition, pride, revenge depart, Beyond the narrow vale of time, At her approach the Grave appears Her voice the watching cherub hears, Baptized with her renewing fire, And reign with GOD, forever reign. "THE JOY OF GRIEF." SWEET the hour of tribulation, And the tear of resignation Twinkles in the mournful eye. Have you felt a kind emotion Tremble through your troubled breast; Soft as evening o'er the ocean, When she charms the waves to rest? Have you lost a friend, or brother? Gazed upon a lifeless mother, Till she seem'd to wake from death? Have you felt a spouse expiring Did not grief then grow romantick, Ossian. Yes! but, when you had resign'd her, Life and you were reconciled; ANNA left-she left behind her, One, one dear, one only child. But before the green moss peeping, Horrour then, your heart congealing, Chill'd you with intense despair; Can you call to mind the feeling ;— No! there was no feeling there! From that gloomy trance of sorrow, Sunk in self-consuming anguish, O'er the yielding brow of sadness, While the wounds of wo are healing, Pensive Memory then retraces And when night's prophetick slumbers From their tombs the sainted numbers You have seen a friend, a brother, Felt her tears upon your cheek! Dreams of love your grief beguiling, Trembling, pale, and agonizing, While you mourn'd the vision gone, Bright the morning star arising Open'd Heaven, from whence it shone. Thither all your wishes bending, Rose in ecstacy sublime, Thither all your hopes ascending Thus afflicted, bruised, and broken, THE BATTLE OF ALEXANDRIA. At Thebes, in ancient Egypt, was erected a statue of Memnon, with a harp in his hand, which is said to have hailed with delightful musick, the rising sun, and in melancholy tones to have mourned his departure. The introduction of this celebrated Lyre, on a modern occasion, will be censured as an anachronism by those only who think that its chords have been touched unskilfully. HARP of Memnon! sweetly strung To the musick of the spheres: While the HERO's dirge is sung, Breathe enchantment to our ears. |