EPIGRA M. PRINTED IN THE NORTHAMPTON MERCURY. To purity their wine s me people bleed Now lambs and negroes both are harmless things TO DR. AUSTIN, OF CECIL-STREET, LONDON. AUSTIN! accept a grateful verse from me Who, giving Mary health, heals my distress. Friend of my friend!* I love thee, tho' unknown, And boldly call thee, being his, my own. SONNET. ADDRESSED TO WILLIAM HALEY, ESQ. HALEY--thy tenderness fraternal shown, *Haley. To Mary and me for her dear sake distressed Such as it is has made my heart thy own, Though heedless now of new engagements grown; For threescore winters make a wintry breast, And I had purposed ne'er to go in quest Of Friendship more, except with God alone; But thou hast won me: nor is God my foe, Who, ere this last afflictive scene began, Sent thee to mitigate the dreadful blow. My brother, by whose sympathy I know Thy true deserts infallibly to scan, Not more t' admire the bard than love the mau. CATHARINA. On her Marriage to George Courtnay, Esq. BELIEVE it or not as you choose, I did but express desire To see Catharina at home, At the side of my friend George's fire, Such prophecy some may despise, And therefore attains to its end. Maria* would leave us, I knew, Lady Throckmorton. But less to our grief, could we view And therefore this union of hands Since therefore I seem to incur SONNET. TO GEORGE ROMNEY, ESQ. On his picture of me in crayons, drawn at Eartham in the 61st year of my age, and in the months of August and September, 1792. ROMNEY expert, infallibly to trace On chart or canvass, not the form alone And semblance, but, however faintly shown, The mind's impression too on every faceWith strokes that time ought never to erase, Thou hast so penciled mine, that though I own The subject worthless, I have never known The artist shining with superior grace. But this I mark-that symptons none of wo In thy incomparable work appear. Well I am satisfied it should be so, Since, on maturer thought, the cause is clear For in my looks what sorrow couldst thou see When I was Haley's guest, and sat to thee? ON RECEIVING HALEY'S PICTURE. IN language warm as could be breathed or pennel ON A PLANT OF VIRGIN'S BOWER. DESIGNED TO COVER A GARDEN SEAT. THRIVE, gentle plant! and weave a bower And deck with many a splendid flower Thou cam'st from Eartham, and wilt sha·le Some future day th' illustrious head Of him who made thee mine. Should Daphne show a jealous frown, Such honoured brows as they. Thy cause with zeal we shall defend, TO MY COUSIN, ANNE BODHAM, ON RECEIVING FROM HER A NET-WORK PURSE, MADE BY HER SELF. My gentle Anne, whom heretofore, When I was young, and thou no more Than plaything for a nurse, I danced and fondled on my knee, Gold pays the worth of all things here; I, therefore, as a proof of love, TO MRS. UNWIN. MARY! I want a lyre with other strings, An eloquence scarce given to mortals, new But thou hast little need. There is a book There all thy deeds, my faithful Mary, shine, mine. TO WILLIAM HAYLEY, ESQ. DEAR architect of fine CHATEAUX in air, Worthier to stand for ever, if they could, Than any built of stone, or yet of wood, |