...how sweet! those plains how wondrous fair ! But sweeter still, when Heaven was with us there. Air. O Memory, thou fond deceiver ! Still importunate and...To former joys recurring ever, And turning all the past to pain. Thou, like the world, the oppressed oppressing, Thy smiles increase the wretch's woe...

...sweet ! those plains how wond'rous fair ! But sweeter still, when Heaven was with us there. Air. O Memory, thou fond deceiver ! Still importunate and...To former joys recurring ever, And turning all the past to pain ; Hence, deceiver, most distressing, Seek the happy and the free ; They who want each...

...influence is compared to that of the ocean to the moon, by which its tides are raised and depressed. " O memory ! thou fond deceiver, Still importunate and...To former joys recurring ever, And turning all the past to pain ; Thou like the world, the oppressed oppressing, Thy smiles increase the wretch's woe,...

...still, as darker grows the night, Emits a brighter ray. SONG. From the Oratorio of the Captivity. O MEMORY ! thou fond deceiver, Still importunate and...To former joys recurring ever, And turning all the past to pain. * Thou, like the world, the oppress' J oppressing, Thy smiles increase the wretch's woe...

...tired of that employment, he became a scribbler in the newspapers, lie translated Voltaire's Uenriade. SONG. 0 MEMORY, thou fond deceiver, Still importunate...To former joys, recurring ever, And turning all the past to pain ! Thou, like the world, the opprest oppressing, Thy smiles increase the wretch's woe ;...

...wond'rous fair ? But sweeter still, when Heaven was with us there. Air. O Memory, thou fond deceiver I Still importunate and vain ; To former joys recurring ever, And turning all the past to pain : Hence, intruder, -most distressing, Seek the happy and the free ; The wretch who wants...

...how sweet ! those plains how wondrous fair ! But sweeter still, when Heaven was with us there. Air. 0 memory ! thou fond deceiver — Still importunate...To former joys recurring ever, And turning all the past to pain. Thou, like the world, the opprets'd oppressing, Thy smiles increase the wretch's woe...

..." The Traveller," " The Deserted Village," "The Vicar of Wakeneld," and "She Stoops to Conquer." O, MEMORY ! thou fond deceiver, Still importunate and...To former joys recurring ever, And turning all the past to pain. Thou, like the world, the oppress'd oppressing, Thy smiles increase the wretch's woe...

...the fall ! Though few now taste thee unimpaired and pan, Or, tasting, long enjoy thee. — Coicjter. 0, memory ! thou fond deceiver, Still importunate...To former joys recurring ever, And turning all the past to pain. — Goldsmith. tlail, holy light ! offspring of heaven, first-born. Mil/on. 'Gr., «то...

...blissful sensations only ; that seldom are we compelled to say, in the words of Goldsmith — " Oh Memory ! thou fond deceiver ; Still importunate and vain ! To former joys recurring ev«r, And turning all the past to pain." Without memory, life would be a stereotyped infancy. Without...