Says Spirit to Fashion, " You make me a bully,
" To whim and base passion an infamous cully;
" A mere senseless cudgel — for riots a plea,
" And th' exploits of a thief are now laid upon me.

" If a Buck breaks your windows, he cannot tell " why —
" Oh valour prodigious! and knocks out your eye;
" If you tell an untruth, that's mischievous and " low,
" And kill a brave man for suspecting 'tis so;
" If you dare a great man and your King to abuse,
" And with scandalous jests your companions " amuse;

Minerva in heaven disconsolate mourn'd
The loss of her Cook, who Britain adorn'd;
She shun'd the celestials, and solitude fought,
There wept as she glanc'd o'er the actions he'd wrought.

Surpriz'd at his deeds, she fat pensive, amaz'd,
When sudden her eyes to a volume were rais'd;
'Twas Fate's mighty mirror, the goddess desery'd,
Where glory he'd gain'd, on the pages were dy'd.

Sensibility smil'd, as the records she press'd,
And sigh'd as in pity these words were express'd;
" Oh, Cook, who shall now the world dare explore?

Sacred must thou, palace, be
That such treasure in thy hand
Dost enfold,
Fairer, if aught alchemy
Fairer yield, thy walls should stand
Ev'n than gold.

Then, ah then, clear rubies red
And fair polished emeralds green
Thy windows were,
Since thee have angels visited
And in thy entrances are seen
That are so fair.

I adore thee, goddess mine,
More than all the gods divine,
That art my gladness,
Yea, the goddess of my joy
And of cares that me annoy
And my sadness.

Thee I worship evermore

Ah check yon courser, o'er mountains he speeds,
And rescue fair Emma, fair Emma that bleeds;
See wildly she beckons, fly, youths, to her aid,
Protect my fair Emma, oh! save the sweet maid.

He's thrown her! — he's thrown her! — Ah, see where she lies,
And dim are the lustre of Emma's bright eyes;
Sweet blossom, tho' gathered in life's early bloom,
The tear of soft pity shall water thy tomb.

Three days she has not come to me,
And my life is in her power,
And my delight.
Lady mine, who thus prevents thee?
How can I live but one hour
From thy sight?

Since thy anger will not cease
And such war it is thy pleasure
I should have,
Since lost is all my peace
Take me, Death, to seek this treasure
In the grave.

For to me when Love first won me,
He said: — Condemned art thou
Soon to die. —
Thus he passed sentence upon me,
But my life prolongeth now
Cruelly.

God of Love, is't not thy will

O wood of woe and grief
And fair flowered trees that hence
Ne'er shall go,
Ye would wither, flower and leaf,
Were human thought and sense
Yours to know.

Since departed now is she,
Who my bitterness can raise
To a throne,
You in sympathy for me
Would stand bare for all your days,
Leafless grown.

Thou mountain nymph, fair Solitude!
O! lead me to thy secret cell,
Where no unholy cares intrude,
But Peace and V IRTUE ever dwell.

The cavern'd rock, with moss o'ergrown,
And crown'd with ivy's lasting hue,
Thou chusest for thy rural throne—
Thy canopy the concave blue.

O! place me gently by thy side,
Whilst the wide landscape blooms below,
And o'er our heads, in Nature's pride,
Rich show'rs form Heav'n's resplendent bow.

Whilst, downward, on the sunny plain,
And sloping hills and vales I gaze,

Death, where art thou, that a grave
Freely givest unto all?
I now woo thee,
And in this great sorrow have
That thou hearest not my call
Who cry to thee.
For since, anguish-vexed, my soul,
By my grief and sadness smitten,
Is to joy dead,
Rent in pieces be the scroll
Whereon all my days are written,

When Christ was born of Virgin blest
All the Earth
Felt and marvelled at His birth,
The host of angels then,
Lo, a new glory sings,
And victory the three kings
For the souls of men.
To great lands East and West
Then in mirth
Travelled the tidings of our Saviour's birth.

How comely the maiden,
How lovely and fair!
Now tell me, thou sailor,
Who hast lived on the sea,
If ship, sail or star
Is fair as she.

And tell me, thou knight,
Wont in arms to be,
If steed, arms or war
Is fair as she.

And thou, shepherd-boy,
As thou keepest thy sheep,
If flock, hill or valley
Is fair as she.