And had the glaring God of Day,
(As formerly of Mars and Venus)
Divulg'd the joys which pass'd between us,
Regardless of his _peeping_ ray.

14.

Of love admiring such a _sample_,
The Gods and Goddesses descending,
Had never fancied us offending,
But _wisely_ followed _our example_.

* * * * *

When to their airy hall, my father's voice,
Shall call my spirit, joyful in their choice,
When pois'd upon the gale, my form shall ride,
Or dark in mist, descend the mountain's side;
Oh! may my shade behold no sculptur'd urns,
To mark the spot, where earth to earth returns.
No lengthen'd scroll of virtue, and renown,
My _epitaph_, shall be my name alone;
If _that_ with honour fails to crown my clay,
Oh! may no other fame my deeds repay;
_That_, only _that_, shall single out the shot,
By _that_ remember'd, or fore'er forgot.--

1803.