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I thought thatGiiAXDEUR with alib'ral hand
That Wealth omnipotent couldTniE command,
Constant in Mem'ry's eye her form appears—
In ev'ry ml methinks I see her tears,
And hear her sigh in ev'ry passing wind.
VVl.at now remains, my horrors to beguile?
Away, ye dreams of grandeur, wealth, away!
Nor bribe a single moment to be gay.
- THE RELIC;
BY PETER PINDAR, ESQ.
Supposed to be spoken by a Lady, on receiving a lock of the Duke D'enghien's hair, which he desired to be cut off and presented to her after his execution.—To this Lady, report says, the Duke was very soon to have bec» married.
JjEAR Relic, tome, ah! divine!
O welcome, no more to depart; On this bosom of sorrow recline,
Thy presence will soothe my poor heart.
Thou wilt hear the complaint of fond Love,
And pity the rigour of Fate;
Lamenting the loss of her mate.
So pure of our pleasures the spring,
Time brought not a care on his wing,
Near my heart, thou, rich Relic ! shalt lie,
And when thy Companion shall die,