Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: And now his livid lips the bugle blew : Thro' every den the piercing discord flew ; The fiends all answered in one hideous yell, And in a fearful trance Serena fell. Hence from the lovely nymph her senses fled, Till thro' the parted curtains of her bed, The amorous sun, who now began to rise, Kist, with a sportive beam, her opening eyes. END OF THE THIRD CANTO. TRIUMPHS OF TEMPER. 1—CANTO IV.—16 H. AIL, thou enlighten'd globe of human joy ! Where social cares the softeu'd heart employ: What cheerful rays of vital comfort dart, In thy bright regions, thro' the rescued heart, Which 'scaping from the dark domain of Spleen, Springs with new warmth to thy attractive scene ! Once more I bless thy pleasure-breathing gale, And gaze enchanted on the flowery vale, Where smiling innocence, and ardent youth, Sport hand in hand with beauty and with truth. Sport on, sweet revellers ! in rosy bowers, Safe from the intrusion of all evil powers ! Ah fruitless wish of the benignant Muse, Which to this chequer'd world the Fates refuse! For round its precincts many an ugly sprite Speeds undiscern'd to poison pure delight: Amidst the foremost of tbis haggard band, Unwearied poster of the sea and land, Wrapt in dark mists malignant Scandal flies, While Envy'spoison'd breath the buoyant gale supplies. Tho' Sheridan, with shafts of comic wit, Pierc'd and expos'd her to the laughing pit, Th" immortal hag still wears her paper crown, The dreaded empress of the idle town : O'erleaping her prerogative of old, To sink the noble, to defame the bold ;— In chase of worth, to slip the dogs of strife, Thro' all the ample range of public life t— The tyrant now, the sanctuary burst, Where happiness by privacy is mirst, Her fury rising as her powers increase,... --This text refers to the Paperback edition.