You smile, now my stars a bright aspect assume, Then come, dear astrologer, tell me my doom, GALLANTRY IN THE EXTREME. A romantic story is related of an unknown individual, who sought the hand of a very charming Lady, with whom he was passionately in love, but who constantly refused him.. As he had reason to believe she loved him, he entreated to know the cause why she refused consent to their union. The Lady, subdued by his constancy, told him that her only motive for refusing him, was, that having, by an accident, lost a leg, it had been replaced by a wooden one; and she feared that this circumstance, sooner or later, would chill his affection for her. This she declared to be her only motive. The lover protested that this would never make him change his love but still she persisted in her refusal to marry him. Fired with love, and determined that nothing should obstruct his design, he, under the pretext of going a distant voyage, left the Lady, and went to Paris, where he had one of his legs amputated by a dexterous Surgeon. When he had recovered, he returned to London, went to the Lady, and told her, that there was now no obstacle to their 1 union, for that he was equally mutilated. The Lady, conquered by such a proof of affection, kindly consented to marry him. EXTEMPORE. On observing a dent in a Lady's forehead. When nature had blended fair Montague's clay, And was adding fresh charms to her face, Sly Venus being nigh-said, "those features bespeak, That a rival in beauty is meant ;" By envy sore stung, jogg'd the hånd from the cheek, And her forehead received the sweet dent. ON A YOUNG LADY WITH GREY HAIRS. Mark'd by extremes, Susannah, beauty bears Life's opposites, youth's blossoms, and grey hairs: Meet signs for one, in whom, combin'd, are seen Wisdom's ripe fruit, and roses of fifteen. ORIENTAL COMPLIMENT. Lady C. was one day rallying the Turkish ambassador concerning its being permitted in the Alcoran, to each Mussulman, to have many wives. ""Tis true, Madam,” replied the Turk; "and it permits it, that the husband may, in several, find the various accomplishments which many English women, like your Ladyship, singly possess.” LINES Written in a Lady's Prayer Book. THE STING. Po heal a wound, a bee had made Its honey to the wound she laid, Pleas'd, I obey'd, and, from the wound, The honey on my lip I found, The sting within my heart. IMPROMPTU. By Lord Erskine to Lady Payne, on being taken ill at her house. 'Tis true, I am ill; but I need not complain, For he never knew pleasure, who never knew Payne. TO A LADY. From the French of Vergier. Love's in tears; ah! know ye why? And swears we've robb'd him, you and I! His fire within my heart, his sweetness in thine eye. THE PARLIAMENT OF ROSES, To Julia. BY HERRICK. I dreamt the Roses one time went The Maid, of Honour unto thee. MRS. ARMSTEAD. The following lines were addressed by the celebrated C. J. Fox to this Lady, (afterwards Mrs. Fox,) on his birth-day, 24th January, 1799, when he had attained his fiftieth year. Of years I have now half a century past, How it happens my troubles thus daily should cease, And my happiness thus with my years should increase, This defiance of nature's more general laws, You alone can explain, who alone are the cause. LINES ON A BUTTERFLY, Which came from its chrysalis in a Lady's Hand. Born in Aspasia's fost'ring hand, And felt my plumy wings expand While gazing on the beauteous maid. No sunshine glow'd upon the scene, No Zephyr rose with gentle gale, No rose or lily near me grew, On which my downy limbs might rest; Thus Nature, with indulgent care, |