Reclaim'd, her wild licentious youth The Paffions ceas'd their loud alarms, Thy breath inspires the POET's fong, No more to fabled Names confin'd, My thoughts direct their flight: O fend her fure, her steady ray, 6 Beneath On his intending to cut down a GROVE to enlarge his Prospect. By the Same. N plaintive founds, that tun'd to woe IN The fadly fighing breeze, A weeping HAMADRYAD mourn'd Her fate-devoted trees. Ah! ftop thy facrilegious hand, Nor violate the fhade, Where Nature form'd a filent'haunt For Contemplation's aid. Can't thou, the fon of science, bred Where learned Ifis flows, Forget that, nurs'd in fhelt'ring groves, The Grecian genius rofe? 03 Within Within the plantane's spreading fhade, And fair LYCEUM form'd the depth To Latian groves reflect thy views, Retir'd beneath the beechen shade, The Muses wove th' unfading wreaths Reflect before the fatal ax My threaten'd doom has wrought; Nor facrifice to fenfual tafte The nobler growth of thought. Not all the glowing fruits that blush Can recompence thee for the worth Of one idea loft. My fhade a produce may fupply, Unknown to folar fire; And what excludes APOLLO's rays, THE THE ESTIMATE of LIFE, IN THREE PART S. A PO E M. By JOHN GILBERT COOPER, Efq; PART I. MELPOMENE: or, The Melancholy. Reafon thus with Life; If I do lofe thee, I do lofe a thing, SHAKESP. Meal. for Meaf. FFSPRING of folly and of noise, Cease, cease your vain delufive lore, Ye horrid forms, ye gloomy throng, How we're afflicted by the fates. What's all this wish'd for empire, Life? And ev'ry rank and ev'ry station Is |