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So pensive drops the radiant eye beguile—
For beauty's tears are lovelier than her smile;—
On nature's throbbing anguish pour relief,
Campbell.And teach empassion'd souls the joy of grief.


Things had remained for some time in this situation at once so critical and so delightful, and all parties seemed afraid by a single word to break the charm which held them in their places : but such a state is not made to endure long; the march of human time goes on; its law is to leave nothing unchanged; and while the heart would fondly cling to the fragile blis's of the present, it finds itself left behind, sighing in vain after what is gone for ever.


On Lord Exmouth's Victory At Algiers.
Veni-Vidi-Vici.

Exmouth came—saw—and conquered—higher fame
Follows the Briton's than the Roman's name :
Julius on bending millions plac'd the yoke;
Our nobler Exmouth slavery's fetters broke.


The heart of woman knows no purer joy,
Is never nattered with such dear enchantment
As when she hears the praises of the man she loves.


Oh Woman! in our hours of ease,
Uncertain, coy, and hard to please;
And variable as the shade,
By the quivering aspen made: