THE AGE OF CHIVALRY. BY EDMUND L. SWIFT *. WHEN fiercely rush'd the Moorish Foe Thy sons, IBERIA! sought the field, Thy virgin daughters smiled applause; 'Twas then, impatient for the fight, These lines were written during the late unhappy disturbances in Ireland, when the Author was preparing for the military duties of the night, and in sport bound a Lady's Kerchief on his arm. E. L S Then to her champion, true and brave, One tear, inspiring, not depressing, One tear, the pledge of Heaven's best blessing; So, when the trumpet pours its sound, When ERIN's sons to battle speed, And seize the sword, and spur the steed, Then, as to save our native soil, e tempt the war, and wake to toil, Did not I see thy brow assume The glittering casque, the nodding plume? My soul beyond the Patriot's fire! Then place me with my brothers brave, Whose hearts can love, whose hands can save ; On my proud arm thy favour tie, And bid it prove my CHIVALRY! But should'st thou once, in vision sweet, O! may the night of such deceit Ne'er know return of morn! W. P. TO DELIA. PERMITTED, unreproved, to gaze- If he, who feels the tropic SUN, Repairs to shade the warmth to shun, The dweller on the polar shores Ne'er sees him shine but he adores! W. P. TO DELIA. Written on the Coast of Sussex. SOMETIMES the rugged shore I tread, O smile not at the tortured mind That 'midst the dreary scene complains! In nature what can be less kind Than her, who in this bosom reigns? Less kind?-For tho' no pity dwells In frowning cliffs, or forests lorn, The rock my story ne'er repels The tree waves not its head in scorn. TO DELIA. THE FAREWELL! W. P. By unrelenting scorn subdued, When in the sleep of death I'm laid, My grave with pity will be view'd, And DELIA then may court my shade. The Martyr touch'd with holy zeal Becomes his convert whilst he dies! W. P. TO FEBRIS. BY THE REV. J. WHITEHOUSE. I. SWART Demon! that amidst the breast of man Nor, O! forbid sweet sleep with opiates bland And yon sad Suppliant's frame with balmy slumbers bless. 11. Yet seldom sleep affords the wished-for rest, |