He lies beneath yon Poplar tree
That tops the church-yard, sighing!
For sighing oft it seems to be,
And as its waving leaves, around,
With morning’s tears begem the ground
The Zephyr trembles, flying!
And now behold yon little Cot
All dreary and forsaken!
And know, that soon ’twill be thy lot,
To fall, like JACOB and his race,
And leave on Time’s swift wing no trace,
Which way thy course is taken.
Yet, if for Truth and feeling known,
Thou still shalt be lamented!
For when thy parting sigh has flown,
Fond MEM’RY on thy grave shall give
_A tear_—to bid thy VIRTUES live!
Then—Smile, AND BE CONTENTED!
_The FORTUNE-TELLER_,
_A GYPSY TALE_.
LUBIN and KATE, as gossips tell,
Were Lovers many a day;
LUBIN the damsel lov’d so well,
That folks pretend to say
The silly, simple, doting Lad,
Was little less than loving mad:
A malady not known of late—
Among the little-loving Great!
KATE liked the youth; but woman-kind
Are sometimes giv’n to range.
And oft, the giddy Sex, we find,
(They know not why)
When most they promise, soonest change,
And still for conquest sigh:
So ’twas with KATE; she, ever roving
Was never fix’d, though always loving!
STEPHEN was LUBIN’s rival; he
A rustic libertine was known;
And many a blushing simple She,
The rogue had left,—to sigh alone!
KATE cared but little for the rover,
Yet she resolv’d to have her way,
For STEPHEN was the village Lover,
And women pant for Sov’reign sway.
And he, who has been known to ruin,—
Is always sought, and always wooing.
STEPHEN had long in secret sigh’d;
And STEPHEN never was deny’d:
Now, LUBIN was a modest swain,
And therefore, treated with disdain:
For, it is said, in _Love_ and _War_,—
The boldest, most successful are!
Vows, were to him but fairy things
Borne on capricious Fancy’s wings;
And promises, the Phantom’s Airy
Which falsehood form’d to cheat th’ unwary;
For still deception was his trade,
And though his traffic well was known,
Still, every trophy was his own
Which the proud Victor, Love, display’d.
In short, this STEPHEN was the bane
Of ev’ry maid,—and ev’ry swain!
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