I watch the star, whose beam so oft

Has lighted me to thee, love!
And thou too, on that orb so clear,
Ah! dost thou

gaze

at even,
And think, though lost for ever here,

Thou'lt yet be mine in Heaven ?

II.

see,

There's not a garden walk I tread,

There's not a flower I love!
But brings to mind some hope that's fled,

Some joy I've lost with thee, love!
And still I wish that hour was near,

When, friends and foes forgiven,
The pains, the ills we've wept through here,

May turn to smiles in Heaven !

WILL YOU COME TO THE BOWER?

I.

Will you come to the bower I have shaded for you?
Our bed shall be roses all spangled with dew.
Will
you,

will you,

II. There, under the bower, on roses you'll lie, With a blush on your cheek, but a smile in your eye. Will you,

will you, will you, will you
Smile, my beloved ?

III.
But the roses we press shall not rival your lip,
Nor the dew be so sweet as the kisses we'll sip.
Will you, will
, you,

will
you,
will

you
Kiss me, my love?

IV.
And oh! for the joys that are sweeter than dew
From languishing roses, or kisses from you.
Will

you,
will
you,

will you,
Won't you, my love?

you, will

YOUNG JESSICA.

1.

Young Jessica sat all the day,

In love-dreams languishingly pining,
Her needle bright neglected lay,

Like truant genius, idly shining.

Jessy, 'tis in idle hearts

That love and mischief are most nimble ; The safest shield against the darts

Of Cupid, is Minerva's thimble.

A child, who with a magnet play'd,

And knew its winning ways so wily, The magnet near the needle laid,

And laughing said, “ We'll steal it slily." The needle, having nought to do,

Was pleased to let the magnet wheedle, Till closer still the tempter drew,

And off, at length, eloped the needle.

III.
Now, had this needle turn'd its eye

To some gay Ridicule's construction,
It ne'er had stray'd from duty's tie,

Nor felt a magnet's sly seduction. Girls, would you keep tranquil hearts,

Your snowy fingers must be nimble ; The safest shield against the darts

Of Cupid, is Minerva's thimble.

THE RABBINICAL ORIGIN OF WOMEN.

I.

THEY tell us that Woman was made of a rib
Just pick'd from a corner so snug in the side;
But the Rabbins swear to you this is a fib,

And 'twas not so at all that the sex was supplied.
Derry down, down, down derry down.

II.

For old Adam was fashion'd, the first of his kind,
With a tail, like a monkey, full yard and a span ;
And, when Nature cut off this appendage behind,
Why-then Woman was made of the tail of the Man.
Derry down, down, down derry down.

III.

If such is the tie between Women and Men,
The ninny who weds is a pitiful elf;
For he takes to his tail, like an idiot, again,
And makes a most damnable ape of himself!
Derry down, down, down derry down.

IV.
Yet, if we may judge as the fashion prevails,

Every husband remembers th' original plan,
And, knowing his wife is no more than his tail,
Why-he leaves her behind him as much as he can.

Derry down, down, down derry down.

FAREWELL, BESSY!

I.
SWEETEST love! I'll not forget thee,

Time shall only teach my heart
Fonder, warmer, to regret thee,
Lovely, gentle as thou art !

Farewell, Bessy !
We may meet again.

II.
Yes, oh yes! again we meet, love!

And repose our hearts at last;
Oh, sure 'twill then be sweet, love!
Calm to think on sorrows past.

Farewell, Bessy !
We may meet again.