POETRY.

FOR THY PORTLAND GAZETTE.
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THE BLUSH.
THERE is glance in beaaty's eye,
A. That DER the heart has full controui
And there's smile, let none defy,


1t fascInates and wins the soul.
Prom moral heauty's chaster stone.


There springs charm, which more prize.
J han smiles with all their winning power,
Or glance from soul bewitching eyes.
Yes, there's blush on virtues cheek,
Sweet emblem of a heart that's pure,
Which when the lips have fai'd to speak,
Can ntruths reveal in language sure.
| love that half approving blush,


Which oft the fair-one strives to hide.
Or change to .sngef's deeper fush,


tor favor stole, which she denied.
Dear is that proud, indignat blush,


ifausnt her virtuous breast alarm :;
When quick the conscious torrents rush,
From heart to face in currents warm.
Still dearer is that heavenly red


Young dawn of love-auspicious glow
That speaks what words have never said
Speaks all the lover fain would know
The youth, who Hymen's joys would try,
To Zantip's arms as soon should rush,
As wed girl with rowing eye,


Or cheek that never felt blush. w.