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Nor mourn thy banish'd Edwin's fate,
Though far remov'd from hope and thee; Nor pining view with vain regret
Unerring Wisdom's stern decree. Though filial love thy tenderest sorrows claim, And every virtue brighten Edwin's name.
While Wisdom sways thy Edwin's breast,
And fancy strews his path with flowers, Although by hopeless love deprest,
The pensive pleasures haunt his bowers. And where the myrtle and the willow twine, He rears a mossy seat, and fondly calls it thine.
When filial duty sway'd thy heart,
And bade thee Edwin's vows decline, With sad reluctance see him part,
And every tender wish resign: With weeping admiration I beheld, And sadly triumph'd while my friend excell’d.
Let Grecia boast the duteous dame
Whose breast sustain'd her captive sire ; The Muses consecrate her name,
And crowds her pictur'd form admire: With conscious pride, heroic maid, I see The Grecian daughter far outshone by thee !
The milky stream spontaneous flow'd,
No warring passions were at strife, Her being to her sire she ow'd,
And Nature cry'd—Preserve his life! But sure a more exalted meed is thine, Whose struggling heart has bled at duty's shrine !
TO HIS ROYAL HIGHNESS
THE DUKE OF YORK,
INVALID SOLDIER'S PETITION.
By a concurrence of odd circumstances, partly owing to his
ignorance of the English language, the poor man who is the subject of this address, missed getting his certificata for the Chelsea pension when his regiment was disbanded; but being in pretty easy circumstances, he married, took a farm, and put up quietly with the privation. Growing, into years, however, and finding his cattle diminish in proportion as his family increased, he was advised set earnestly about obtaining the object here solicited. Twa officers were yet living who happened to be beisde him when he fell, in consequence of his wound, on the heights of Abram. They signed his Petition, and the Muse seconded it, just thirty years after that event took place, by the following poem sent inclosed to Her Royal Highness the DUCHESS OF YORK. The humane reader will be pleased to hear, that the application proved successful.
From the recesses of this wild domain, ,
The blushing Muse conveys the humble plea
rank the soft contagion felt :
Such GRANBY was, whose name to glory dear,
Think not the veteran, who with humble pray’r