390 ANNUAL REGISTER, 1758.
XIV.
The fervent prayer was heard With hideous found
Her ebon gates of darknefs open flew ; A dawning twilight chcars the dread profound. The train of Terror vanifnes from view. More mild enchantments rife; New fcenes falute my eyes. Groves, fountains, bowers, and temples grace the plain. And turtles cooe around, and nightingales complain.
XV. And every myrtle bower and cyprefs grove,
And every folemn temple teems with life ; Here glows the fcene with fond but haplefs love. There with the deeper woes of human llrife. In groups around the lawn. By frefh difaAers drawn. The fad fpetlators feem transfix'd in woe. And pitying fighs are heard, and heart-felt forrows fiow,
XVI. Behold that beauteous maid ! her languid head Bends like a drooping lily charg'd with rain ; With floods of tears ihe bathes a Lover dead, Jn brave afiertion of her honour flain. Her bofom heaves with fighs. To Heaven fhe lifts her eyes. With grief beyond the power of words oppreft. Sinks on the lifeiefs corfe, and dies upon his breaft,
XVII. How ftrong the bands of Fricndfhip! yet, alas!
Behind yon mouldering tower with ivy crown'd. Of two, the foremoit in her facred clafs.
One from hi^ friend receives the fatal wound 1 What could fuch fury move ? Ah, what but ill ftar'd love ! The fame fair obje£l each fond heart enthralls. And he, the favour'd youth, her haplefs vidlira falls.
XVIII. Can aught Co deeplv fway the generocs mind
To mutual truth, Sn female tru!l in icve ? Then \vhat r Jiet ihall ynn fair irou'-ner nnd,
bcorn'd by the m^.n who Ihould her plaints remove ? By f.iir but f-.'fe pretence. She lort her innocence : And that iwe« c babe, the frujt of treacherous art, Clafp'd in^her arms expires, and breaks ihe pare.-.t's heart. , XIX. Aht
