Or should her influence chance prevail,
And slumbers o'er his eye-lids steal,
More dreadful scenes his mind assail,
In dreams, than waking hours reveal!

Full oft, before some savage foe,
Pard, tyger, lion, wolf, he falls;
Or, reft of pow'r, a ruffian's blow
To shun, for mercy vainly calls!
Or hears, aghast, the torrent roar,

And views approach th' impetuous flood; Perspires apace at every pore,

And groans, while horror chills his blood!

How irksome then the moments seem,
When, its delusions scarcely broke,
He trembles at th' affrighting dream,
And courts in vain Sleep's kindlier yoke!
Still, still, thy harpies intervene,

Chasing away the pow'r benign;
While darkness clouds creation's scene,
To make the victory surely thine!

Cast on the stormy sea of life,

What pangs the too susceptive mind, Amidst its tempests, cares, and strife,

Throughout each fleeting year must find!

As tremble yonder aspen-leaves,
The sport of every wind that blows,
So, CARE, thine iron sway bereaves
The feeling bosom of repose!

How shall we mortals then withstand
Thy heart-corroding tyranny?
Who shall arrest thy ruthless hand,
And set the wretched prisoners free?
See where descends a form divine,

Whose arm a wond'rous cross sustains! Despot! thy hapless prey resign, Religion comes to break their chains!

Confiding in the love of Heav'n,

Beneath its fostering care secure, Although on earth 'tis often giv'n, Heart-rending evils to endure; Elate with hope, with patience steel'd, Resign'd the galling load we bear; And, arm'd with Faith's impervious shield, Defy thy poison'd weapons, CARE!

A WINTER'S ADDRESS.

Now, in his hoary honours drest,
Stern Winter sways the subject plains;
And, frowning, shakes his snowy vest,
And binds the floods in icy chains.

Reluctant Nature owns his pow'r,

And bids her plumy songsters cease; No more the grove, the woodbine bow'r, The gurgling brook, or meadows please.

Yet Hope the dreary scene beguiles,
And, placid, points to brighter days,
Where genial spring, with soothing smiles,
Her verdant, flow'ry charms displays!

Should wrinkl'd age, thee, Florio, seize, With palsy'd limbs and temples grey; Or, 'midst the prime of youth, disease Forbid thy vital fount to play:

When health no more thy bosom warms, And life's frail pleasures wither'd lie, At death's chill touch; as nature's charms Before the breath of winter fly:

So then may Hope, in that dread hour, To thee her choicest cordials bring, And waft thee to that peaceful shore Where ever blooms perpetual spring!

AN ADDRESS TO HUMANITY.

O THOU! the nymph with humid eye,
E'er prompt to heave the tender sigh,
And bid the tear to flow,

As list'ning to the plaintive tale,
Or when misfortune's shafts assail,
Or mournful sights of woe.

In all thy magic graces drest-
The modest azure-tinctur'd vest,
The soft expressive mien-
Do thou my inmost frame pervade,
And brighten with thy soothing aid
Life's ever-varying scene!

To me thy choicest gifts impart-
Each mild emotion of the heart;

Philanthropy refin'd;

The wish humane; the feeling soul
Obedient still to thy control;
The sympathizing mind.

Wide as the scale of life extends,

Where heav'n in strictest union blends
Each bliss with large alloy,
My breast with circling kindness fill;
Dispose to soften every ill,

And heighten every joy.

But chief, ah! give to smooth the
To meliorate the lot of man,

And all his cares beguile:

Nor while less noble fates I mourn,
Let me, with unrelenting scorn,
On human sufferings smile.

span,

Far from those fields where Fury reigns,
And ruthless War th' ensanguin'd plains
With dreadful carnage strews,

As oft on Fancy's wing I soar,
Teach me their horrors to deplore,
With sorrow's friendly dews,

Ah! give with pity's healing balm
The woe-perturbed mind to calm,
And bid its tumults cease;