Melody. Yes, once more that Song, by Waller, with an addi- I am pleased, and yet I'm sad.' If far from me the Fates re- Saw'st thou that light?" The pious man in this bad O give me music.' Ah! who can say, however • And must thou go ?? Ode to the Harvest Moon. On being confined to School one To the Morning. Lines and Note, by Lord Byron. To the Memory of H. K. White. Ode on the late H. K. White. Reflections on reading the Life Lines, on reading the Poem on Remarks on the English Poets. MEMOIRS OF HENRY KIRKE WHITE. THERE are few persons whose name is so hailed by the young, and whose character has produced a greater effect upon society, than that of HENRY KIRKE WHITE. There is a genius of the highest order in his poetical productions, and an erudite simplicity in his prose; and both are so recommended by sincerity, and consecrated by piety, that no one can read them without being awed by the subject, and improved by the sentiments. What renders the piety and religious sentiments of this accomplished youth more conspicuous and remarkable, is, that it is well known he was once inclined to gaiety, and a victim of infidelity. He was fond of the stage, and took a part in private theatricals; associated with a circle of ingenious, but free-thinking and free-acting young men: but, to the surprise of his former acquaintances, he became perfectly orthodox in his principles, and devout in his practice. This gives us ground to believe that his opinions are sincere, that they were adopted after mature examination: and his life proves that his piety was unfeigned; for he |