The enquirer. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1804-1815, 1807-05-15

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THE S NJ D w DIR p.
BY JAMES MONTGOMERY.
WINTER retire,
Thy reign ispaii;
Hoary Sire
Yield the fceptre of THY fway,
Sound thy trumpet in the blalt,
And call thy aorms away.
Winter retire;
Wherefore do thy wheels delay
Mount the chariot of thine ire,
And quit the realms of day.
On thy ffats
Whirlwinds wait;
And blood-fhot meteors lend thee light;
Hence to dreary arctic regions;
Summon thy terrific legions
Hence to caves of northern night
Speed thy fight.
From halcyon feas
And purer kies,
o iouthern 5reezei
Awake, arife:
Breath of heaven benignly blow,
Melt the fnow;
Breath of heaven unchain the floods;
Warm the woods,
And make the mountains DOW.
Aufpicious to the Muf-'s prayer,
The frefhening gale
Embalms the vale,
And breathes enchantment thro' the air:
On its wing
Floats the Spring,
With glowing eye, and golden hair
Dark before her angel form
She drives the demon OF the form,
Like Gladnef' chatting Care.
Winters gloomy night withdrawn,
Lo! the young romantic hours
Search the hill, the dale, the lawn,
To behold the sNow-pRor white
Start to light,
And thine in rLoRA's defart bowers,
Beneath the vernal dawn,
The morning Star of Flowers
o welcome to our lie,
Thou MeAenger of Peace
AT whole bewitching lmile
The embattled tempefts ceafe:
Emblem OF innocence and truth
Firt-born of Natures womb,
When ftrong in renovated youth,
She burfts from Winters tomb;
Thy parents eye hath fhed
A precious dew-drop on thine head,
Frail as mothers tear,
Upon her infants face,
When ardent hope to tender fear,
And anxious love, gives place.
But 10 the dew-drop falls away:
-, The fun lalutes thee with a raw,
Upon her infants cheek,
When the heart bounds with blifs,
Warm as a mothers kits
And joy that cannot fpeakl
when met thee by the way,
Like pretty, fportive child,
On the winter-wafled wild,
With thy darling breeze at play,
Opening to the radiant lIy
All the iweetneis of thine eve:
Or bright with lunbeams, freih witk
mowers,
o thou Fairy Queen of howersi
Watch thee DER the plain advance
AT the head of FLoRA's dance.
Simple sNow-pRoPi then in thee
All thy fil.. train fee:
Every brilliant bud that blows,
From the blue-bell to the rofe;
+, All the beauties that appear
On the bolom of the year;
All that wreathe the locks of Spring,
Summers ardent breath perfume,
Or on the lap of Autumn bloom,
All to thee their tribute bring:
Exhile their incenle at thy Grine,
Their hues, their odours all are thine
For whilesfLy humble form view,
The Muie'ske prophetic fight
Brings fair Futsrity TO light,
And fancy's magic makes the vifion true.
There is winter in my foul
The winter of defpair;
o when ihal Spring its rage control.
When ihall the sNow-DRor blofIom ther
Cold CLEAN of comfort fometines dart
A dawn of glory on my heart,
But quickly pats away:
Thus Northern-lights the gloom adorn,
And gives the promife OF morn,
That never turns to day?
But bark methinks hear
a FINAL fill whifper in mine ear:
Rafh youth repent,
Affections from above
Are Angels, fent
On embafiies of Love.
fiery Legion, at thy birth,
OF chaftening woes were given,
To pluck thy flowers of Hope from cart
And plant them high
" Der yonder fky,
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