Mild contemplation muses on the air,
And silence bends before her vestal train.
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There are fifteen verses in this imitation, it is given in full in The Spirit Of the Public Journals. Volume VI. 1803.
The Nunnery.
Now pants the night breeze thro’ the darken’d air,
And silence soothes the vestal world to rest,
Save where some pale fac’d novice (wrapt in pray’r)
Heaves a deep moan, and smites her guiltless breast.