ADVERTISEMENT. IN the former Edition, the greater part of the following article consisted of some pieces, which having since appeared in a publication of Miscellaneous Poems, are now incorporated with the foregoing Collection. The very favourable reception they met with, in common with the other productions of their Author, will, it is hoped, prevent the imputation of fraternal partiality in allotting them a place among pieces of acknowledged poetical merit. EDWIN AND ETHELINDE.* ONE NE parting kiss, my Ethelinde !" To-morrow eve, in yonder wood, Beneath the well-known tree, She clasp'd the dear beloved youth, They kiss, they part; a list'ning page To malice ever bent, O'erheard their talk, and to his lord Reveal'd their fond intent. * This piece was printed a few years since in the Gentleman's Magazine, The baron's brow grew dark with frowns, But know, rash boy, thy bold attempt The dews of evening fast did fall, With eager eye she looks around, Her heart beat thick at every noise, Enlivening hope and chilling fear By turns her bosom share, 1 Mean-time the day's last glimmerings fled, And blackening all the sky Poor Ethelinde aghast, dismay'd, The threat'ning sky, the lonely wood, "Where art thou now, my Edwin dear! Thy friendly aid I want; Ah me! my boding heart foretels That aid thou canst not grant." Thus rack'd with pangs, and beat with storms Now looks to heaven with earnest prayer, At length a distant taper's ray Thro' brakes she guides her fainting steps An aged hermit peaceful dwelt |