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THE BRAES OF YARROW. THY braes were bonny, Yarrow stream!
“ When first on t'rtin I met my lov'r; “ Thy braes how dreary, Yarrow stream!
“ When now thy waves his body cov’r! “ For ever now, O Yarrow stream!
“ Thou art to me a stream of forrow; “ For never on thy banks shall I,
“ Behold my love, the flow'r of Yarrow. “ He promis'd me a milk-white fteed,
“ To bear me to his father's bow'rs; “ He promis'd me a little page,
“ To 'squire me to his father's tow'rs; “ He promis’d me a wedding-ring
“ The wedding-day was fix'd to-morrow « Now he is wedded to his
grave, “ Alas!' his wat’ry grave in Yarrow! “ Sweet were his words when laft we met;
My passion I as freely told him! “ Clasp'd in his arms, I little thought
“ That I should never more behold him! “ Scarce was he gone,
I saw his ghoft; " It vanish'd with a shriek of forrow; “ Thrice did the water-wraith ascend,
“ And gave a doleful groan through Yarrow. “ His mother from the window look'd,
• With all the longing of a mother; “ His little sister weeping walk'd
“ The green-wood path to meet her brother: They fought him east, they fought him west,
“ They fought him all the foreit thorough; “ They only law the cloud of night,
They only heard the roar of Yarrow. “ No longer from thy window look,
“ Thou hast no fon, thou tender mother! “ No longer walk, thou lovely maid !
55 Alas, thou haft no more a brother!
5. No longer seek him east or weft,
“ And search no more the forest thorough, “ For, wand'ring in the night so dark,
“ He fell a lifeless corse in Yarrow. 6. The tear shall never leave my cheek,
" No other youth shall be my marrow; “ I'll seek thy, body in the stream,
" And then with thee I'll neep in Yarrow.” The tear did never leave her cheek,
No other youth became her marrow; She found his body in the stream,
And now with him the sleeps in Yarrow,
Sheds the grateful gists she brings ;
O feldom found, yet ever nigh;
Receive my temp'rate vow;
And smooth, unalter'd brow.
To bless my longing fight;
And chalte fubdu'd delight.
To find thy hermit cell;
The modest VIRTUES dwell.
And clear undaunted eye;
A vista to the sky.
That rarely ebb or flow;
To meet the offer'd blow.
With settled fmiles to meet :
And kiss'd thy fainted feet.
But thou, Oh, nymph! retir'd and coy;
To tell thy tender tale :
And lily of the vale.
And court thy gentle sway?
And shed thy milder day.
And ev'ry storm is laid;
Low whispering through the shade. :
FRIENDSHIP. FRIENDSHIP, peculiar boon of heav'n,
The noble mind's delight and pride, To men and angels only giv'n,
To all the lower world deny'd.
Parent of thousand wild desires,
Torments alike, with raging fires. With bright, but oft destructive gleam,
Alike o'er all his lightnings fly, Thy lambent glories only beam
Around the fav’rites of the sky.
On fools and villains ne'er defcend,
Directress of the brave and just,
O guide us through life's darksome way!
On felfish bofoms only prey.
When souls to peaceful climes remove:
Shall aid our HAPPINESS above.
INNOCENCE. ,TWAS when the flow declining ray
Had ting’d the cloud with ev’ning gold; No warbler pour’d the melting lay,
No sound disturb’d the sleeping fold; When by a murm’ring rill reclin'd,
Sat wrapt in thought a wand'ring swain ; Calm PEACE compos’d his musing mind;
And thus he rais’d the flowing strain : “ Hail, INNOCENce! celestial maid !
“ What joys thy blushing charms reveal ! “ Sweet, as the arbour's cooling shade,
" And milder than the vernal gale. « On thee attends a radiant quire,
“ Soft smiling PEACE, and downy REST, “ With love, that prompts the warbling lyre,
- And Hope, that soothes the throbbing breaft. « 0, sent from heav'n to haunt the grove,
" Where squint-ey'd Envy ne'er can come! “ Nor pines the cheek with luckless love,
“ Nor anguish chills the living bloom : “ But spotless BEAUTY, rob’d in white,
“ Sits on yon moss-grown hill reclin'd, “ Serene as heav’n’s unfully'd light, *" And pure as DELIA's gentle mind: