Remembrance oft shall haunt the shore

When Thames in summer wreaths is drest, And oft suspend the dashing oar

To bid his gentle spirit rest!

And oft as Ease and Health retire
To breezy lawn, or forest deep,
The friend shall view yon whitening spire*,
And 'mid the varied landscape weep.

But Thou, who own'st that earthy bed,
Ah! what will every dirge avail?
Or tears, which Love and Pity shed,
That mourn beneath the gliding sail?

Yet lives there one, whose heedless eye
Shall scorn thy pale shrine glimm'ring near!
With him, sweet bard, may Fancy die,
And Joy desert the blooming year.

But thou, lorn stream, whose sullen tide
No sedge-crown'd sisters now attend,

Now waft me from the green. hill's side
Whose cold turf hides the buried friend!

And see the fairy valleys fade,

Dun Night has veil'd the solemn view!

Yet once again, dear parted shade,

Meek Nature's child, again adieu!

Richmond church.

The genial meads, assign'd to bless

Thy life, shall mourn thy early doom; Their hinds, and shepherd-girls, shall dress With simple hands thy rural tomb.

Long, long, thy stone, and pointed clay,
Shall melt the musing Briton's eyes:
O, vales and wild woods!-shall he

In yonder grave your Druid lies!

say,

SPRIN G.

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VOL. I.

THE ARGUMENT.

The subject proposed. Inscribed to the Countess of HARTFORD, The Season is described as it affects the various parts of Nature, ascending from the lower to the higher; with digressions arising from the subject. Its influence on inanimate Matter, on Vegetables, on brute Animals, and last on Man; concluding with a dissuasive from the wild and irregular passion of Love, opposed to that of a pure and happy kind.