The doctor us'd his oily art When physic ceas'd to spend its store To bring away the stone, Dicky, like people given o'er, Picks up when let alone. His eyes dispell'd their sickly dews, Meanwhile within her beauteous breast Two different passions strove; When av'rice ended the contest, And triumph'd over love. Poor little, pretty, fluttering thing, Thy pains the sex display, Who only to repair a ring. Could take thy life away. Drive av'rice from your breast's ye fair, Monster of foulest mien: Ye would not let it harbour there, Could but its form be seen, It made a virgin put on guile, THE OLD SHEPHERD'S DOG. The old shepherd's dog, like his master was gray, His teeth all departed, and feeble his tongue; Yet where'er Corin went, he was follow'd by Tray; Thus happy through life, did they hobble along, When fatigued, on the grass the shepherd would lie, For a nap in the sun-'midst his slumbers so sweet, His faithful companion crawl'd constantly night, Plac'd his head on his lap, or lay down at his feet. When winter was heard on the hill and the plain, And torrents descended, and cold was the wind, If Corin went forth 'midst the tempests and rain, Tray scorn'd to be left in the chimney behind. At length in the straw Tray made his last bed; For vain against death is the stoutest endea vour To lick Corin's hand he rais'd up his weak head, Then fell back, clos'd his eyes, and, ah! clos'd them forever. Not long after Tray, did the shepherd remain, Who oft o'er his grave in true sorrow would bend; And when dying, thus feebly was heard the poor swain, "O! bury me, neighbours, beside my old friend." CUPID AND HIS TUTOR. Slumb'ring beneath the shade I lay, "Teach him to strike the sounding lyre, THE CHRONICLE. A BALLAD Margarita first possest, If I remember well, my breast, But when awhile the wanton maid Martha soon did it resign Beauteous Catharine gave place Eliza to this hour might reign, Fundamental laws she broke, And cast away her yoke, |