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a—asar. L ")M FOll THE CAMBRIAN. ON A LOCKING GLASS. I NOR Phidias ever leam'd the art, Tor iim To pictures mohontoimpart, ■ There both must yield to you. III The following SONG was written, by the late Sir William Jones, when a Counsel cm the Welsh circuit, at a rllral fete oil the Banks of the Tivy, in Cardiganshire, at which himself and several of his brethren of the bar Were present. THE TIVY. Fair Tivy, how sweet are thy waves gently flowing, Thy wild shaken woods and green eglantine bowers, Thy. baolcs with the blush rose and amaranth glowing, While friendship aud mirth claim these Jabourless hours Yet weak is our vauut, while something we want, More sweet than the pleasure which prospects can give- Come, smile, damsels of Cardigan, Love can alone make it blissful to live. How sweet is the odour of jasmine and roses, That zephyr around us so lavishly fiiugs! Perhaps for Blaenpant (1) fresh perfumes he composes, Or tidings from Bronwitll (2) auspiciously brings Yet weak is our vaunt, while something we waul, More sweet than the pleasures which odours can give— Come, smile, damsels of Cardigan, Love can alone make it blissful to live. How sweet was the strain that enlivcn'd the spirit, And cheer'd us with numbers su frolic and tree The poet is absent,, be just to his merit, Ah may he in love be more happy than we For weak is our vaunt, while something we want, More sweet than the pleasure the muses can give—- Come, smile, damsels of Cardigan, Love can alone make it blissful to live. How gay is the circle of friends round a table, Where stately Kilgarren (3) o'erhangs the proud dale, Where none are unwilling, and few are unable, To sing a wild song, or relate a wild tale Yet weak is our vaunt, while something we want, More sweet than the pleasure that friendship can give— Come, smile, damsels of Cardigan, Love can alone make it blissful to live. No longer then pore over dark gothic pages, To cull a rude gibberish from Stadium or Brooke Leave year-book and. parchments to grey-bearded sages, Be nature and love, and fair, women, our book For weak is our vaunt, while something we want, More sweet than the pleasure that learning can give- Come, smile, damsels of Cardigan, Love can alone make it blissful to live. Aflmit that our labours were crown'd with full measure, And gold were the fruit of rhetorical tiowers, That i.iuia supplied us with long-hoarded treasure, 1 hut Dynevor, (4) Slebech, (5) and Coidmore (6) were ours Yet weak is our vaunt, while something we want, More sweet than the pleasure that riches can give—• C-ome, smile, damsels of Cardigan, Love can alone make it blissful to live. Or say, that preferring fair Thames to fair Tivy, the bright ermine robes, purple and red, And peep'd thro' long perukes, like owlets thro' ivy, Or say, that bright coronets blaÙ1 on our head Y ct weak is our vaunt, while something we want, ore sweet-ihan the pleasure that honours can give- Come, smile, damsels of Cardigan, Lave can alone make it blissful to live 1 The seat of W. Brigstocke, Esq. 2 The scitt T. Lloyd, Esq. 3 A ruin of a Castle on the Banks of Tioy. 4 Seat (If Lord Dynevor, near Llandiio, in Carmarthenshire. 5 Seal N. Phillips, Esq. near Havcrjimlwcst. 6 ieat of Thomas Lloyd, Esq. near Cardigan.

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