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Old Neptune guides us while we swim,
To check the haughty foe.
United let each Briton join,
Courageously advance, We'll baffle every vain design,
And check the pride of France.
Loose ev'ry sail to the breeze,
The course of my vessel improve: I've done with the toils of the seas,
Ye sailors, I'm bound to my love.
Since Emma is true as she's fair,
My griefs I fling all to the wind : 'Tis a pleasing return for my care,
My mistress is constant and kind.
My sails are all fill'd to my dear;
What tropic bird swifter can move ? Who, cruel, shall hold his career
That returns to the nest of his love?
Hoist ev'ry sail to the breeze,
Come, shipmates, and join in the song; Let's drink, while the ship cuts the seas, To the gale that may drive her along.
HENRY HE ADLEY.
BORN 1766.-DIED 1788.
Henry HEADLEY, whose uncommon talents were lost to the world at the age of twenty-two, was born at Instead, in Norfolk. He received his education at the
grammar school of Norwich, under Dr. Parr; and, at the age of sixteen, was admitted a member of Trinity college, Oxford. There the example of Warton led him to explore the beauties of our elder poets. About the age of twenty he published some pieces of verse, which exhibit no very remarkable promise; but his “ Select Beauties of the Ancient English Poets,” which appeared in the following year, were accompanied with critical observations, that shewed an unparalleled ripeness of mind for his years. . On leaving the university, after a residence of four years, he married, and retired to Matlock, in Derbyshire. His matrimonial choice is said to have been hastily formed, amidst the anguish of disappointment in a previous attachment. But, short as his life was, he survived the lady whom he married.
The symptoms of consumption having appeared in his constitution, he was advised to try the benefit of a warmer climate; and he took the resolution of repairing to Lisbon, unattended by a single friend. On landing at Lisbon, far from feeling any relief from the climate, he found himself oppressed by its sultriness; and, in this forlorn state, was on the point of expiring, when Mr. De Visme, to whom he had received a letter of introduction from the 'late Mr. Windham, conveyed him to his healthful villa, near Cintra, allotted spacious apartments for his use, procured for him the ablest medical assistance, and treated him with every kindness and amusement that could console his sickly existence. But his malady proved incurable; and, returning to England at the end of a few months, he expired at Norwich,
FROM HIS INVOCATION TO MELANCHOLY,
Child of the potent spell and nimble eye,
Through the bleak regions of a nameless main :
years ago, That thwarts the sunbeam, and endures the day.
'Tis thus, by Fancy shewn, thou kenn'st entranc'd
Thou, unappallid, canst view astounding fear
Flit by the tedious couch of wan despair.
With thine and elfin Fancy's dreams well pleas’d,
On Omole, or cold Soracte's top, Singing defiance to the threat'ning storm, Thus the lone bird, in winter's rudest hour, Hid in some cavern, shrouds its ruffled plumes, And through the long, long night, regardless hears The wild wind's keenest blast and dashing rain.