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He'll never meet
A joy so sweet

In all his noon of fame,

As when first he sung to woman's ear
His soul-felt flame,

And, at every close, she blush'd to hear
The one lov'd name!

Oh! that hallow'd form is ne'er forgot,
Which first love trac'd;

Still it lingering haunts the greenest spot
On memory's waste!

'Twas odour fled

As soon as shed;

"Twas morning's winged dream!

"Twas a light, that ne'er can shine again
On life's dull stream!

Oh! 'twas light, that ne'er can shine again
On life's dull stream!

TO-NIGHT.

Horace Twiss..

OH! cast not a damp on this hour of delight,
Nor check the glad pulse which is bounding to night:
The scene sparkles gaily, and bids us be blest,
For fled are the visions of sorrow and fear:
The sunshine of beauty is warm on the breast,
And all that is lovely seems loveliest here.

To-night not a tear must be suffer'd to roll,

But the drops that may fall from the brim of the bowl:
For though, like the bubbles that float in our wine,

We rise on the surface, and fade with a breath,
Yet the bubbles themselves have a moment to shine,

And they dance on the wave, ere they melt into death.

And perhaps, when the changes of time shall convey
The joys, that are dearest, for ever away,
When age will have shadow'd those glances of light,

And the warm lips of Love may be silent and cold,
The few who survive will remember to-night,
And indulge in a sigh for affections of old.

FAREWELL.

T. Moore.

Farewell, but whenever you welcome the hour
That awakens the night-song of mirth in your bower,
Then think of the friend who once welcomed it too,
And forgot his own griefs to be happy with you:
His griefs may return, not a hope may remain
Of the few that have brightened his path-way of pain,
But he ne'er will forget the bright vision that threw
Its enchantment around him while lingering with you.

And still on that evening when pleasure fills up
To the highest top sparkle each heart and each cup,
Where'er my path lies be it gloomy or bright

My soul, happy friend, shall be with you that night,

Shall join in your revels, your sports and your wiles
And return to me beaming all o'er with your smiles!
Too blest if it tells me that mid the gay cheer
Some kind voice had murmur'd "I wish he was here."

Let fate do her worst; there are relics of joy
Bright dreams of the past which she cannot destroy,
And which come in the night-time of sorrow and care
To bring back the features which joy used to wear:
Long, long, be my heart with such mem'ries filled;
Like the vase in whieh Roses have once be distill'd,
You may break, you may ruin the vase if you will
But the scent of the Roses will hang round it still.

YE MARINERS OF ENGLAND,

YE Mariners of England!

T. Campbell

That guard our native seas;

Whose flag has brav'd, a thousand years,

The battle, and the breeze!

Your glorious standard launch again

To match another foe!

And sweep through the deep,

While the stormy tempests blow;

While the battle rages loud and long,

And the stormy tempests blow.

The spirits of your fathers

Shall start from every wave!—

For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave:

Where Blake and mighty Nelson fell,

Your manly hearts shall glow,

As ye sweep through the deep, While the stormy tempests blow; While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy tempests blow.

Britannia needs no bulwark,

No towers along the steep;

Her march is o'er the mountain waves,

Her home is on the deep.

With thunders from her native oak,

She quells the floods below

As they roar on the shore,

When the stormy tempests blow;

When the battle rages loud and long,

And the stormy tempests blow.

The meteor flag of England

Shall yet terrific burn;

Till danger's troubled night depart,

And the star of peace return.

Then, then, ye ocean-warriors!
Our song and feast shall flow
To the fame of your name,

When the storm has ceas'd to blow;
When the fiery fight is heard no more,
And the storm has ceas'd to blow.

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