LINES inscribed to a YOUNG LADY, who had taken from the Centinel a MORCEAU of the author's poetry, and…

When Levi's daughter to the careless brook Consigned the tender offspring of her womb, The maid of PHARAOH compassion took, And kindly saved him from the wat'ry tomb,

So, when the Poet's corner, filled was seen With the sad sorrows of despairing love, Afloat the fragment swam down Lethe's stream, Nor one could pity to salvation move.

Till thy kind hands the dying MOSES caught, And raised him sinking in th' oblivious wave, The fainting infant thy protection sought, Nor wished a fairer arm his life to save.

What tho no nurse has nurtured it for fame; What tho no eulogy the critic gives, Enough, thy smiling look has raised its name, Enough, within thy cabinet it lives.