"Of sad misfortune or of pain,

"Nor haughty wing along the plain, "But do him all the good you can."

This done, the mother quick began,
And in the same fair courses ran
The pleasant stream of good advice,
Unto her daughters, shewing nice
The guidance of each word almost,
Tho' true to females there's a host.

"You too will enter on a scene "Entirely new, à pleasing green ""Twill seem, with flowers profuse, "And gaieties from pleasure loose;

"But have a care! for I'll betide

"The dangers threat'ning, none beside

"So much I fear, to evil true,

"As those that will attempt on you."

"You too while you continue young "Will meet with many a balsam tongue, "Will proffer friendship, talk of love,

"And hover round you in the grove,

With plumage gay perhaps and pretty,

"And voice and song that's always witty

They'll flatter, call your singing sweet,

"And beauty such they seldom meet:
"These lighter than the gnat esteem,
"More worthless than the airy gleam
"Of insects, wandering at night,

"That scatter forth a transient light;

“Distrust them, they would do you harm,

"Then be not slow to take alarm.

But if a youth sincere you spy,

"Affection beaming in his eye,

"Who ne'er descends to low discourse;

"But best is pleas'd with virtue's course,

"Modest-observing, if you view

"Ilim always delicately true,

"Should he then softly talk of love,

"Of chusing out the matron grove-
"Accept him-tho' gay flutterer's eyes

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May hardly notice "there he flies ;"

"With him from all the world beside,

"Safe may you seek some streamlet's glide,

"There happily your days will pass,

"And death destroy their sweets at last.

"Each morn and eve will find his love,

"Constant and true as breeze to grove.)

"But even such ne'er seek to find,

"With conduct wandering as the wind:

"To hunt out love with roving eyes, "And lovers make-Despise !—

Retire, and modest sail along

"Amid the pleasing, youthful throng :

"Be social, but your friendships seek

"Mong those who oft can blandly speak,

"Nor ever strive to gain a cringe,

"From vanity, always on hinge,

"Or pride that swells as it would fail

"To find an equal in the dale;

"Each one regard with aspect mild

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Especially misfortune's child,

"This seek, and make its nest more warm,

"Help it to leave approaching harm,

"Mid storms and winds its food prepare,

"Bring blossoms fragrant from the air,

"Nor to console its griefs forbear."

They said, then sung a tuneful note,

And left their praise in air to float :

It glided not unseen among

The breezes that then flow'd along ;

-A gentle spirit came,

And seiz'd it as a golden gleam

It rose-he bore it up on high,

Where whisp'ring breezes never fly

-It flow'd amid the golden zone,

With incense mingling round the throne,

Nor pass'd unheeded by the eye

OF HIM who guides the measur'd sky

-He saw it- an enlight'ning ray

Swift flew, and shone around the pair.
The young perceiv'd the golden glow,
At once their notes began to flow,
They sung of good in air that glides,
The sweets that virtue still betides-

Their praises float in nether sky

They sung until they rose on highCharm'd with the softly sylvan measure, The parents sunk to rest together.

COMING NIGHT.

NIGHT draws its gathering clouds,

And these, commingling into blackness,

Fill the air-Now who knows

(Of mortals) this dense to dissipate !

Who among us men has power

To tear the darkness from the skies,

And shew the face of day—

To Newton, Plato add, with all the host

Of geniuses this world has ever known,

-They're weak