ΤΟ REMEMBER him thou leav'st behind, Close as the tend'rest links can bind Oh! I had long in freedom rov'd, Though many seem'd my soul to share; 'Twas passion when I thought I lov'd, 'Twas fancy when I thought them fair. Ev'n she, my muse's early theme, But thou -ah! better had it been If I had ne'er thy beauties seen, 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 An echo in the soul's most deep retreat; Along the heart's responding chords should run, Nor let a tone there vibrate-but the one! |