Doncaster, Jan. 15.
--SI PROPIUS STES,
TE CAPIET MINUS.
_(From the Latin of Vincent Bourne.)_
Glide down the Thames by London Bridge, what time
St. Saviour's bells strike out their evening chime;
Forth leaps the ompetuous cataract of sound,
Dash'd into noise by countless echoes round.
Pass on--it follows--all the jarring notes
Blend in celestial harmony, that floats
Above, below, around: the ravish'd ear
Finds all the fault its own--it was TOO NEAR.