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Here pause, my gothic lyre, a little while. The leisure hour is all that thou canst claim. But on this verse if Montagu should smile, New strains ere long shall animate thy frame. And her applause to me is more than fame; For still with truth accords her taste refined. At lucre or renown let others aim, I only wish to please the gentle mind, Whom Nature's charms inspire, and love of human kind.

[1] There is hardly an ancient ballad, or romance wherein a Minstrel or a Harper appears, but he is characterized, by way of eminence, to have been "of the north countrie." It is probable, that under this appellation were formerly comprehended all the provinces to the north of the Trent. See Percy's Essay on the English Minstrels.

[2] Brightness, splendour. The word is used by some late writers, as well as by Milton.

[3] Allusion to Shakspeare.

_Macbeth._ How now, you secret, black, and midnight hags? What is 't you do? _Witches._ A deed without a name. _Macbeth, Act iv. Scene 1._

[4] See the fine old ballad, called The Children in the Wood.

[5] Spring and Autumn are hardly known to the Laplanders. About the time the Sun enters Cancer, their fields which a week before were covered with snow, appear on a sudden full of grass and flowers.--_Scheffer's History of Lapland_, p. 16.

THE MINSTREL.

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Doctrina sed vim promovet insitam, Rectique cultus pectora roborant. HORAT.

THE MINSTREL; OR, THE PROGRESS OF GENIUS.

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