Jenks's Portland gazette. [volume] (Portland [Me.]) 1799-1802, 1800-07-14
MUSES..
From cAnsEELL,. Pc .u.r. g. Hoe.
Parting Of CovRAD from bis daughter
ELLENOR.


r INVADING HorE when life's Ial embsrs burn,
" -WhenlouI to foul, and duR TO dun refurn
Heav'n to thy charge re6ens :he awful hours
Oh then, thy kingdom GENES Immortal Power
What though each fpark Of earth born rapture fly
The quivering lip pale check and cloGng eve
Brght 70 the foul thy feraph hands convey
The morning dream of EFe's eternal day
Then, then, the triumph and the trace bcoin
And all the PhGnr tpit burns within
Cssfe, every joy TO glmmer my mind,
But leave--oh lesve-the light of HOPE behindl
SvSAt though my winged hours of blifs have been.
Like angel Wits, few and Far between
Her muhc mood fhal every pang sppeafe.
Ard charm-wheR pieafnre loofe the power 70 pleafe
When, rcft OF al, yon widow'd Gre appears
a lonely hermit in the vale Of years
Say. can the worlc one joyous thought below
To friendaip, weeping at the couch of Woe.
MOI but brighter foothes the afl adeu-
Souls of impsfion mould, Che fpeaks to you
Weep NOT, ihe fays, at natures tranGent pain,
Congenia fpirits part to meet again -
What plantive fobs thy hlial bofom drew,
What forrow chok'd thy long and lalt aGieu
Daughter Of Conrad when he heard his knell.
And bade his country and his child farewell
Dooul'd the lone Ifes Of Sydney Cove to fee,
The martyr of his crimes, bur true TO thee
Thrice the fad father tore me from his heart,
And thrice refund to blefs thee and to part
Thrice from his trembling lips he murmur'd low
The paint that own d unHrterAble woe,
Till Faith, prevailing DER his fuen doom,
AS hurfs the morn on nights mfathomd gloom,
Lure his dim eye to deathlefs HOPES fublime,
Beyond the realms Of Nature and Of Time
Sand weep not thus" he Grid. Young Ellenor,
My Sofom bleeds, but foon fhall bleed no more
Short fhall this interchangeable fpirit burn,
And foon thele limbs to kindred dun return
But not, my child with lifes Precarious Ere,
The immortal ties Of Nature 1Iall expire;
Thefe fhaIl rein the triumph of decay.
When time is Ger, and worlds have paft away:
Cold in the dun this Periffl'd heart may lie,
But that which warm d il once lhal never die!
That fpaTk unburied in its mortal frame,
With living light, eternal and he fame,
Shall beam on Joys interminable years,
UnveiI'd by 6Srknefs-unaduag d by tears
"Yet. on the barren 1hore and lorny deep,
One tedious watch is Conrad doom d to weep:
But when gain the home without a friend,
And prcfs tn uneaiy couch vere none attend,
This laa embrace. ft chenfld in nay heart,
Shall calm the nrugeling fpirit ere It part
Thy darling fern dial feem 10 hover nigh,
And huh the groan Of life's lat agony
Farewell when frangers lift thy fathers bier,
And place my nameefs ltone without tear!
When each returning pledge hath told my child
That Coprads tomb is on the defart pil'd
and when the dream Of troubled fancy fees
It's lonely rznk-grsfs waving in the breeze;
Who thea will foothe thy grief when mine IS oer9
Who will protect the helpless Ellcnor
Shall lecret fcenes thy fli4l iorrows hide
Scorn'd by the world, to factcus guilt allied
iAh no methinks the generous and the good
Will WOO thee from the 1lades of foltude
Ger frendeis grief compafion llalI awake.
And fnils on Innocence, for Mercys fake :"