others. A Solitary blessing few can find,
Our joys with those we love are intertwined,
And he, whose hopeful tenderness removes
Til' obstructing thorn which wounds the breast he loves,
Smooths not another's rugged path alone,
But scatters roses to adorn his own !
Rogers.
Verily old servants are the vouchers of worthy housekeeping :—they are like rats in a mansion, or mites in a cheese, bespeaking the antiquity and fatness of their abode. Irving.
ON CUPID'S DEATH AND BURIAL IN CASTARA'S CHEEK.
Cupid's dead. Who woulde not dye To be interred so neare her eye. Who woulde feare the sword, to have Such an alabaster grave, O'er which two hright tapers burne, To give light to the beauteous urne 1 At the first Castara smil'd, Thinking Cupid her beguil'd, Onely counterfeiting death; But when she perceiv'd his breath Quite expir'd, the mournfull girle, To entombe the boy in pearle, Wept so long, that pittious Jove, From the ashes of th
