V. There leagu'd with hopeless anguish and defpair, Then, with a long farewell to love and care, VI. Wilt thou, MONIMIA, fhed a gracious tear CHORUSSES FROM ELFRIDA, A TRAGEDY. BY MR. MASON. CHORUS I. ODE ΤΟ THE MORNING. I. Hail to thy living light, Ambrofial morn! all hail thy rofeat ray: That bids each dewy-fpangled flowret rife, Bids filver lustre grace yon fparkling tide, That winding warbles down the mountain's fide. II. Away, ye goblins all, Wont the bewilder'd traveller to daunt ; Or fhatter'd ruin of a mofs-grown tow'r, Where, at pale midnight's ftilleft hour, Thro' each rough chink the folemn orb of night Pours momentary gleams of trembling light. III. Away, ye elves, away: Shrink at ambrofial morning's living ray; Where, thron'd in artless majesty, The cherub Beauty fits on Nature's ruftic shrine. O 2 CHORUS II. ODE ON CONTENT. ATHELWOLD, THE HUSBAND OF ELFRIDA, I. The turtle tells her plaintive tale, She flutters o'er no fun-fhine mead, But foft fhe trills, amid th' aerial throng, II. Sweet bird! like thine our lay fhall flow, C Why hears not now? What fairer grove * From Harewood lures her devious love? Perhaps to fome lone cave the Rover flies, Where banners wave with blazon'd gold, There will the meek-ey'd nymph delight to call, And with the folemn feer high converfe hold. IV. your head There, goddess, on the fhaggy mound, And o'er his faintly temples bland distill |