And with superior sweetness gave The gale, the sunshine, and the flow'r. ON A LADY, BATHING. From Sir Philip Sidney's "Arcadia." "Philoclea, blushing, and withal smiling, makeing shamefastnesse pleasant, and pleasure shamefast, tenderly moved her feet, unwonted to feel the ground, until the touch of the cold water made a pretty kind of shrugging come over her body, like the twinkling of the fairest among the fixed stars." TO DORINDA, ON VALENTINE'S DAY. Bill, and seem to teach us two, What we to love and custom owe. Shall only you and I forbear To meet, and make a happy pair? But, ah! when I the proffer make, The too-mean present you disdain. Yet since the solemn time allows THE PAINTER. Miranda's face I strove to hit, My art her graces foil; Short of success, yet loth to quit, Love's laughing god the sketches spied, LINES. he following was addressed by Voltaire to Lady Hervey during his stay in England, about the Year 1726. Hervey, would you know the passion Which by words can be express'd. ON A YOUNG LADY, Residing on the banks of the small river Devon, in Clackmannanshire, but whose infant years were spent in Ayrshire. BY ROBERT BURNS. How pleasant the banks of the clear-winding Devon When green-spreading bushes, and flow'rs blooming fair; But the bonniest flower on the banks of the Devon Mild be the sun on this sweet blushing flower, That steals on the evening each leaf to renew ! O, spare the dear blossom, ye orient breezes, With chill hoary wing as ye usher the dawn! And far be thou distant, thou reptile that seizes The verdure and pride of the garden and lawn! Let Bourbon exult in his gay gilded lilies, And England triumphant display her proud rose; A fairer than either adorns the green valleys Where Devon, sweet Devon, meandering flows. UPON JULIA'S VOICE. BY HERRICK. When I thy singing next shall hear, To drink in notes, and numbers such FONTENELLE AND MADAME DE BOCAGE. This brace of wits being one evening at question and answer, the gentleman was asked by the lady the difference between the table-clock and herself? "It is this," replied the Academician; "the clock makes us remark the hours, and you compel us to forget them." LINES, Written under Lady Harper's name on a drinking glass. BY LORD LANSDOWNE. To Harper, sprightly, young, and gay, Fill to the brim, I'll drink it up To the last drop, were poison in the cup. GALLANTRY OF GARRICK. This celebrated tragedian, who was very short, was once addressed by a lady thus :-" What a pity it is," said she, smiling, "that you are not taller."—" I should be happy, indeed, madam,” replied the polite actor, "to be higher in your estimation." The following sprightly verses are from a quarto volume, published in 1728, entitled, " Julia, or last Follies." TO A LADY WHO THREATENED TO MAKE THE AUTHOR AN APRIL FOOL. Why strive, dear girl, to make a fool Of one not wise before, Yet having scap'd from Folly's school, Ah, if I must to school again, One of thy kind and gentle looks, To regulate the heart. Thou would'st not call some fairy elf On any April day, To make thy bard forget himself, One thing he never can forget, |