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Contest of Ajax and Ulysses for the Arms of Achilles.. 306

THE Author thinks it but fair as a preliminary to the following
list of Errata, to state, that he fears he must take to himself the blame
due to many of the errors; and the only apology he can make for
such apparent negligence, is, that during the time when the sheets
went to the press, he was invariably in a state of ill-health, and often
almost unable to attend to any process that required minute accu-
racy.

ERRATA.

Page 68, line 22, for perpetual read perpetuated.
69, beginning of line 2, for and read a.

69, line 10, for coronet read coronal.

72, last line, after the word "promise," omit the colon.
for quando read quandoque.

85,

85,

for 4th Sat. read Sat. 4.

110, line 12, for birth read birch.

122,

122,

128,

129,
136,

151,

153,

for vestrorum read vestrum.
1, for I'll read I.

13, for drink read drank.
10, for ancient read secret.
Note, for interim i read interim is.
6, for dream read dreamed.
11, for more read morn.

POEMS.

A POETICAL EFFUSION,

WRITTEN AFTER A JOURNEY INTO NORTH

WALES.

February, 1794.^

YE Powers unseen, whose pure aërial forms Hover on Cambria's awful mountains hoar! Who breathe your fury in her raging storms, And join your deep yells to the tempest's

roar,

Assist my visionary soul to soår

Once more enraptur'd o'er your prospects drear;
Let each sensation warm my heart once more,
That wont to prompt th' enthusiastic tear,
And raise my restless soul when your wild
scenes were near!

Sure ye who viewless range those prospects blest, And swiftly glance o'er many a heath-clad hillSure ye oft animate the glowing breast,

And often warm with many a mystic thrill The pure poetic fancy!-Oh! deign still Those high, those speechless pleasures to renew, Let Memory trace each scene with faithful skill,

And let Imagination's fervour true,

With no dim tints recal each magic mountainview.

In all the tedious intercourse of life,

Say, is there aught of bliss sublime and high? Amid the fluttering world's unmeaning strife, Say, is there aught to sooth or satisfy

The soul aspiring to her kindred sky ?—————-No! Nature, thou alone canst boast the power To reillume the melancholy eye

Cheer the dejection of the restless hour,

Or bid advent'rous thought to trackless regions

tower.

If thou, perchance, hast ever felt the smart
Of unrequited friendship, go and soothe,
In independence wild, thy wearied heart!—
The charm of solitary pleasures prove,

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