IV. For all that pleas'd in wood or lawn, While peace poffefs'd these filent bow'rs, Her animating fimile withdrawn, Has loft its beauties and its pow'rs. V. The faint or moralift fhould tread This mofs grown alley, mufing flow, They seek like me the secret shade, But not like me to nourish woe. VI. Me fruitful scenes and profpects wafte, These tell me of enjoyments past, THE L WHAT nature, alas! has denied To the delicate growth of our ifle,] Art has in a measure supplied, And winter is deck'd with a smile. See Mary what beauties I bring From the fhelter of that funny fhed, Where the flow'rs have the charms of the fpring, II. Tis a bow'r of Arcadian sweets, Where Flora is ftill in her prime, A fortrefs to which the retreats, From the cruel affaults of the clime. While earth wears a mantle of fnow, On the beautiful bofom of May. See III. See how they have fafely furviv'd The frowns of a sky fo fevere, Such Mary's true love that has liv'd The charms of the late blowing rofe, And the winter of forrow best shows MUTUAL FOR BEARANCE Neceffary to the Happiness of the Married State. THE lady thus addrefs'd her spouse What a mere dungeon is this house, By no means large enough, and was it, Arc Are fuch an antiquated scene, They overwhelm me with the spleen. And fhall expect him at the door What fhall I do to make you hear? Some people are more nice than wife, Child! I am rather hard of hearing Yes, Yes, truly-one must scream and bawl, No matter if you hear or no. Alas! and is domestic ftrife, The kindeft and the happiest pair, And fomething ev'ry day they live In common to the lot of all, A blemish or a fense impair'd, |