And bids the charm'd affections hail

The SISTER LILIES of her Vale,

Two sweeter blossoms ne'er the braid
Of Flora's coronet display'd.

The Measures cease-her tempting stores
Around prolific FANCY pours;

The sumptuous board, extended wide,
Her visionary viands hide :

Beauty and youth the banquet share-
Hence to the winds intrusive Care!
Rigour unbend thy brow austere !
The laughing Loves and Graces here
Comus to his festive rites

To mirth and genial cheer invites,
And the blithe ivy-crowned Guest,
Who thaws the Virgin's frozen breast
With the liquid fires that glow
Where his purple clusters grow.
Fill'd to many a favorite name,
I see the mantling nectar flame!
Latent amid th' inspiring draught
Speeds the blind God his subtle shaft,
And while the flask his votary drains
Despotic in his bosom reigns,

Whence, for the Nymph his soul admires,
Th' involuntary sigh expires,

And languor steals through every vein.-
Now to the jocund dance again,
And bid the merry tabor's sound,
And harp's loud-echoing chime astound
The drowsy steeds that through dun air
Night's ebon-axled chariot bear!
With frolic measures, sport and song,
Pleasure's ecstatic reign prolong,

"Till old Tithonus' Bride renews

The lamp of morn, and heaven bestrews
With roses, such as blushing speak
Consent in Sappho's virgin-cheek:

"Till, quite extinct each glimmering star,
Hyperion mounts his radiant car,

And wakes the breathing flow'rs that blow

With richest tints of Iris' bow;

And fires old Ocean's flood, that

pours

His splendours round a thousand shores.
Then home They hie, and, warm with wine,

Still, as they press the couch supine,
See fairy-visions round them float,

List the soft lyre's imperfect note,

Exhaust th' imaginary vase,

Fair forms in faultering measures chase, Catch from bright eyes th' ecstatic beam, And of ideal transports dream.

Divine Enchantress, FANCY! deign
Still to prolong thy blissful reign!
Frequent, to sooth my languid sense,
Thy visionary balm dispense!

Invest in varying colours bright
Each grateful scene of past delight!
Sweet dalliance let me hold with thee,
Estrang'd from Sad Reality!

O deign to cheer my humble cell! Thence grave Parochial Cares expel : Shield me from swathed Infants' scream,

And clouds of suffocating steam,

That from the Gossip's bowl exhale,

Mix'd with tobacco's potent gale!

From Undertakers' gloomy brows,
From Overseers' important bows,
From ruthless Sexton's lethal face,
And Beadles bristled o'er with lace!

Shield me from puritanic cant

Of Faded Maids, who matins haunt,
And, lowering o'er each lonely pew,
At once their sins and wrinkles rue!
My trembling ears, O FANCY, save
From Sternhold's inharmonious stave!
From the sad Brief's unpitied tale,
From Exposition trite and stale,
And many an opiate Inference!

Shield me from sounds at strife with sense!

From Pedantry of formal port,

And Consequence in cassoc short!

So, Goddess, thy propitious smile
Shall Time's ungenial flight beguile,
Wake into joy my pensive hours,
And strew life's barren path with flow'rs.
Nor shall the kindred Muse decline

To blend her simple blooms with thine;
Blest, if the wreath by FANCY wove
Kind Friendship's partial voice approve;
Nor sigh for unsubstantial bays

If WYATT's plaudit crown her lays.

C