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:, :. not /, Ambitions call, for she has lur'd
! ro death her tens of thousands, and her voice,
,rt,urh sweet as the old syren's, is as false
won bv her Establishments, the warrior seeks
rhe battlefield, where red Destruction waves
Ger the wild plain his banner, tralnpllng down
The diving and the dead; on Oceans wave,
Brayjnp the storln--the dark lce-shore-the


fight,


The seaman follows her, 10 fall at last
In yictory's CORY arms. To Learning's sons
She promises the proud degree, the praise
ofacademic senates, and name
That fame, on her imperishable scroll,
Shall deeply grave. 0, there was one VINO


heard


Her fatal promptings-whom the Muses. mourn,
And Genius yet dcplorcs! In stulious cell
Immur'd, he trimm'd his solitary lamp;
And morn, UNMARKED, upon his pald cheek
oftAung her ray, ere yet the sunken eye
Reluctant clos'd, and sleep around his couch
strew'd her poppies. Day with night
Mingled, insensibly, and night with day:
IN loyeliest change the seasons came-and


passd--


Boring woke and in her beautiful blue sky
WANDERED the lark-the merry birds beneath
Pour'd their sweet oodand poetry; the streams
Sent up their eloquent voces-all was joy;
And in tue breeze was life. Then Summer


gemmd


The award with flowers, as thickly strew'd as


seen


In heaven the countless clustering stars. BY day
The grateful peasant pourd his song--by night
The nightingae-he heard not tic lay
Divine of earth or sky-the voice of streams
Sunshine and shadow-and the rich blue sky;
For gales of fragrance and of life, that cheer
the aching brow-relume the dropping eye
And fire the languid pulse. One stern pursuit,
One master-passion, master'd all-and Death
Smil'd inly, as Consumption, at his nod,
Poison'd the springs Of life, and Aush'd the


cheek
With roses that bloom only o'er the grave
Andin that eve that once so wildly beam'd,
Kindled unnatural fires!


Yet Hope sustain'd
His sinking soul; and to the high reward
of slecpless nights, and watchfu days, and scorr
Ofpleasure, and the stern contempt of ease,
Pointed exultingly. But Death, who loves
To blast Hopes fairest visions, and to dash
In unsuspected hour, the cup of bliss
From mans impatient lip, with horrid glance,
Mark'd the young victim. as with flutt'ring step
And beating heart, and check with treacheron


bloom


suh'us'd, he press'd where Science ope'd tn


gates


Oh her high temple.


There beneath the guise
ofI.carning's proud professor, sat enthron'd
The tyrant-DEArH--and,'a as around the brow
OF that ill-fated votary, he ureath'd
The crown of fvictory-silently he twn'd
The cypress with the laures; at his feet
Perish'd the "MARTYR STuDESTW