-And now, Philanthropy! thy rays divine Pow'rs rigid heart, and opens his clenching hands; Or guides awaken'd mercy through the gloom, -Onward Onward he moves !-Disease and death retire, And murmuring demons hate him, and admire. DARWIN. THE CHA P. XXXIII. THE ROSE: HE rofe had been wafh'd, juft wafh'd in a fhower, The plentiful moisture incumber'd the flower, The cup was all fill'd, and the leaves were all wet, And it seem'd to a fanciful view, To weep for the buds it had left with regret, On the flourishing bush where it grew. I haftily feiz'd it, unfit as it was, And fuch, I exclaim'd, is the pitiless part Regardless of wringing and breaking a heart Already to forrow refign'd. This elegant rofe, had I fhaken it lefs, Might have bloom'd with its owner awhile, And the tear that is wip'd with a little addrefs, May be follow'd perhaps by a smile. COWPER. CHAP, P CHAP XXXV. ODE то APOLL O. ON AN INK-GLASS ALMOST DRY'D IN THE SUN. ATRON of all thofe lucklefs brains, That, to the wrong fide eaning, Indite much metre with much pains, And little or no meaning. Ah why, fince oceans, rivers, ftreams, Pay tribute to thy glorious beams, Why, ftooping from the noon of day, Too covetous of drink, Apollo, haft thou ftol'n away A poet's drop of ink ? Upborne into the viewless air, It floats a vapour now, Ordain'd, perhaps, ere fummer flies, To form an iris in the fkies, Illuftrious drop! and happy then Beyond the happiest lot, Of all that ever pass'd my pen, So foon to be forgot! Phœbus Phoebus, if fuch be thy defign, To place it in thy bow, Give wit, that what is left may shine With equal grace below. S CHA P. XXXVI. CATHARINA. ADDRESSED TO MISS STAPLETON. HE came-she is gone-we have met--, The fun of that moment is fet, And feems to have rifen in vain. The last evening-ramble we made, By the nightingale warbling nigh. We paus❜d under many a tree, And much she was charm'd with a tone Lefs fweet to Maria and me, Who had witness'd fo lately her own. My numbers that day fhe had fung, As only her mufical tongue Could into numbers of mine, COWPER, The |