ΤΟ JOSEPH ATKINSON, ESQ. MY DEAR SIR, I FEEL a very sincere pleasure in dedicating to you the Second Edition of our friend LITTLE'S Poems. I am not unconscious that there are many in the collection which perhaps it would be prudent to have altered or omitted; and, to say the truth, I more than once revised them for that purpose; but, I know not why, I distrusted either my heart or my judgment; and the consequence is, you have them in their original form : Non possunt nostros multæ, Faustine, lituræ Emendare jocos; una litura potest. I am convinced, however, that, though not quite a casuiste reláché, you have charity enough to forgive such inoffensive follies: you know that the pious Beza was not the less revered for those sportive Juvenilia which he published under a fictitious name; nor did the levity of Bembo's poems prevent him from making a very good cardinal. Believe me, my dear friend, With the truest esteem, Yours, T. M. JUVENILE POEMS. FRAGMENTS OF COLLEGE EXERCISES. Nobilitas sola est atque unica virtus. Juv. MARK those proud boasters of a splendid line, Ask the proud train who glory's shade pursue, Where are the arts by which that glory grew? The genuine virtues that with eagle-gaze Sought young Renown in all her orient blaze! Where is the heart by chymic truth refin'd, Justum bellum quibus necessarium, et pia arma quibus nulla nisi in armis relinquitur spes.-LIVY. Is there no call, no consecrating cause, Yes, there's a call sweet as an angel's breath Oh! 'tis our country's voice, whose claim should meet Along the heart's responding chords should run, |