The Shamrock or, Hibernian Cresses. A Collection of Poems, Songs, Epigrams, &c. Latin as well as English, The Original Production of Ireland. To which are subjoined thoughts on the prevailing system of school education, respecting young ladies as well as gentlemen: with practical proposals for a reformation [by Samuel Whyte] |
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Offspring of Jove, my Voice attend,
Nor heed yon Syren's artful Wiles:—
The Joys she brings in Anguish end;
And Ruin lurks beneath her Smiles.
Nor heed yon Syren's artful Wiles:—
The Joys she brings in Anguish end;
And Ruin lurks beneath her Smiles.
Would'st thou assert thy Birth divine?—
To yonder Summit turn thine Eyes!
There, Virtue's Hands the Wreath entwine,
That lifts the Hero to the Skies.
To yonder Summit turn thine Eyes!
There, Virtue's Hands the Wreath entwine,
That lifts the Hero to the Skies.
Rough though and steep the Mountain's Brow,
Beset with Perils, Toil, and Care,
There Fame's eternal Laurels grow;
And Joy's sweet Blossoms flourish there.
Beset with Perils, Toil, and Care,
There Fame's eternal Laurels grow;
And Joy's sweet Blossoms flourish there.
Hark! Virtue calls thee—Truth proclaims,
That Pleasure, rightly understood,
Whate'er Vice feigns, or Folly dreams,
Dwells only with the Wise, and Good.
That Pleasure, rightly understood,
Whate'er Vice feigns, or Folly dreams,
Dwells only with the Wise, and Good.
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