By a Lady.
Why boast, O arrogant, imperious man,
Perfections so exclusive? are thy powers
Nearer approaching Deity? can’st thou solve
Questions which high Infinity propounds,
Soar nobler flights, or dare immortal deeds,
Unknown to woman, if she greatly dares
To use the powers assign’d her? Active strength,
The boast of animals, is clearly thine;
By this upheld, thou think’st the lesson rare
That female virtues teach; and poor the height
Which female wit obtains. The theme unfolds
Its ample maze, for Montagu befriends
The puzzled thought, and, blazing in the eye
Of boldest opposition, strait presents
The soul’s best energies, her keenest powers,
Clear, vigorous, enlighten’d; with firm wing
Swift she o’ertakes his Muse, which spread afar
Its brightest glories in the days of yore;
Lo! where she, mourning spurns the stedfast earth,
And, failing on the cloud of science, bears
The banner of Perfection.
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+ODE to _SPRING_.+
Balmy breezy welcome wind!
Full on thy genial wings reclin’d,
Once again to these lov’d climes
Returns sweet Spring; returns and smiles,
Instant, as the goddess moves,
Resound the woods, exult the groves,
Laugh the vales, and down the hills
Bright flow the many--warbling rills.
Charming season! lovely Spring!
While all around some tribute bring!
Let me lay before thy shrine
These verses on a nymph divine.
Bloomy virgin! blush no more,
That sighing swains your charms adore;
Seldom flourishes conceal’d
The garden rose, when once reveal’d.
As the tender Crocus blows,
Amid stern winter’s dreary snows;
So your fragrant favours bless
Your fellow creatures in distress.
Like the Polyanthus too,
That blooms the circling seasons thro’;
Free from vanity and guile,
We always meet you with a smile.
Tho’ such sweets around you deal,
Like the meek Lily of the Vale,
For you shun what merit draws,
And seek to bless without applause.
Yet be sure, for fear of ill,
To wed some worthy man that will,
Florist-like, those virtues past,
Uphold and cherish to the last.
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THE NEW-YORK WEEKLY MAGAZINE;
or, Miscellaneous Repository.
+Vol. II.+] _Wednesday, May 31, 1797._ [+No. 100.+