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The vale, the shore, with darkling fop he roand,
Like some drear fpcctre from the grave unbourd : CANTO II.
Then, scaling yonder cliff, prone o'er its low,
He hung, in act to plunge amid the foodi NEW CW midnight rose, and o’er the general Scarce from that height discern’d. Nør reaion's scene,
voice, Air, ocean, earth, drew broad her blackest veil,
Nor ow'd submillion to the will of heaven, fo Vapour and cloud. Around th’un sleeping ille, Restrains him; but, as pallion whirl: his thought, Yei bowld the whirlwind, yet the billow Fond expectation, that perchanee e!cap'l,, groan'd;
Though paling all belief, the frailer kit, And, in mix'd horror, to Amyntor's ear 5 To which himieli had borive th' unhappy Fair, Borne through the gloom, his shrieking sense ap- May yet be seen. Around, o’er sea and more, palid,
He roll'd his ardent eye; but nonght around Shook hy each blast, and swept by every wave,
On land or wave within his ken ar;'car, Agaiq pale memory labours in the storm :
Nor skiff, nor floating coric, on which to fed Again from her is torn, whom more than life The last fad tear, and lay the covering wic!!! His fondness loy'd.. And now, another shower And now, wfde open'd by the wakeful hours Of lnrrow, o'er the dear unhappy maid,
Heaven's orient gate, forth on her progress comes Effui ve stream’d; till late, through every power Aurora smiling, and her purple lamp The foul subdued sunk sad to flow repele: Lifts high o’er earth and sea : while, all-unveil'), And all her darkening scenes, by din degrees, The vait horizon on Amynitor's eye Were quench'd in total nigbt. A panse from Pours full its scenes of wonder, wildly great, 75 pain
15 | Magnificently various. From this steep, Not long to last : for Fancy, oft awake
Difus'd immense in rolling i rospect lay While reason feers, from her illusve cell The northern deep. Amidit, from space to Call'd up wil] Mapes of visionary fear,
space, Of visonary bliss, the hour of reft
Her numerous ines, rich gems of Albion's To mock with mimic frews. And lo! the deeps crown, In airy tumult twell. Beneath a hill
As flow th' ascending mifts disperse in air, Xa Amyntor beaves of overwhelming feaz;
Shoot gradual from her bofom : and beyond, Or rides, with dizzy dread, from cloud to cloud, Like ditant clouds blue-Hoatis.z on tlie verge The billow's back. Anon, the shadowy world Of evening skies, break forth the dawning bills. Shifts to some boundless continent unknown, 25 A thousand landscapes ! barren fome and bare, Where folitary, o'cr the starless void,
Rock pild on rock, amazing, up to heaven, 85 Dumb filence broods. Through heaths of direary Of horrid grandeur : fome with founding aft, length,
Cr oak broad-shadowing, or the spiry growth Slow on he drags his faggrring step infrin Of waving pine high-pluna'd, and all behuld With breathless toil; hears torrent floods afar More lovely in the flin's adsrning beam; Roar through the wild; and, plung'd in central Who now, fair-rising o'er yon eafiern cliff,
The vernal verdure tinctures gay with gold. Falls headlong many a fathom into night.
Meanwhile Aurelius, wak'd from sweet repose, Yet there, at once, in all lier living charms, Repose that Temperance fheds in timely dews And brightening with their glow the brown abyss, | On all who live to her, his mournful gueit Rose Theodora. Smiling, in her eye
Came forth to bail, as hospitable rites
95 Sat, without cloud, the foft-consenting soul, 35 And Virtue's rule enjoin : but first to Fim, That, guilt unknowing, had no wish to hide. Spring of all charity, who gave the heart A spring of sudulen myrtles.Howering round With kindly fenfe to glow, his matin-song, Their waik embower'd; while nightingales be- Superior duty, thus the sage addrest : neath
Fountain of light! from whom yon orient suņ 100 Sung spousals, as along th' enamel'd turf First drew his splendor ; Source of life and love ! They seen’d to fly, and interchang’d their souls, | Whose smile now wakes o’er earth's rekindling Melting in mutual softness. Thrice his arms 41 face The Fair encircled : thrice me fled his grasp, The boundless blush of spring; O, First, and And fading into darkness mix'l with air
Bett! O, turn ! O, stay thy fight -folouhe cry'd, Thy effence, though from human fight ard search, Sleep and its train of humid vapours fled. 45 Though from the climb of all created thought, 105 He groan'd, he gaz'd around: biz inward sense Ineffably remov'l; yet man himself, Yer glowing with the vision's vivid beam, Thy lowest child of reason, man may, read Still, on his eye, the hovering shadow blaz’d : Unbounded power, intelligence supreme, Her voice ftill murmer'd in his tinkling ear ; The Maker's hand, op all his works impreft, Grateful deception ! till returning thought 50 In characters coeval with the sun, Left broad awake, amid th’incumbent lour And with the fun to laft; from world to world, Of mute and mournful night, again he felt From age to age, in every clime, discloski, His grief in Ham'd tbrob freth in every vein. Sole revelation through all time the fame. To phrensy ftung, upfarting from his couch, Hail, universal Goodness! with full stream
For ever flowing from beneath the throne
Through earth, air, sea, to all things that have , With maiden-rites adornod, at laft may lodge life :
Beneath the hallow'd vault; and, weeping there From all that live on earth, in air and sea, O'er thy cold urn, await the hour to close The great community of Nature's fons,
These eyes in peace, and mix this dust with To thee, firft Father, ceaseless praise ascend!
thine ! And in the reverent hymn my grateful voice 120
Such, and so dire, reply'd the cordial friend Be duly heard, among thy works not least,
In pity's look and language, such, alas ! Nor loweft; with intelligence inform’d,
Were late my thoughts. Whate'er the buman To know thee, and adore ; with free-will crown'l,
heart Where Virtue leads, to follow and be blest.
Can most afflict, grief, agony, despair, (), whether by thy prime decree ordain'd
125 Have all been mine, and with alternate war 185 To days of suture life ; or whethr now
This bosom ravag'd. Hearken then, good youth; The mortal hour is instant, still vouchsafe,
My story mark, and from another's fate, Parent and friend, to guide me blameless on
Pre-eminently wretched, learn thy own, Through this dark scene of error and of ill,
Sad as it seems, to balance and to bear. 190 Thy truth to light me, and thy peace to chear, 130
In' ine, a man behold, whose morn-serene, All else, of me unakk'd, thy will supreme
Whose noon of better life, with honour spent, With-hold or grant : and let that will be done.
In virtuous purpose, or in honest act, This from the soul in blence breath'd fincere, Drew fair distinction on my public name, The hill's steep side with firm elastic itep He lightly scal’d; such health the frugal board, whose praise is fame : but there, in that true
From those among mankind, the nobler few, 195 The morn's fresh breath that exercise respires 135
source In mountain-walks,and conscience free from blame, Whence happiness with pureft stream descends, Our lite's best cordial, can through age prolong.
In home-found peace and love, supremely bleft! There, lost in thought, and self-abandon'd, lay
Union of hearts, consent of wedded wills, The man unknown; nor heard approach his hoft, By friendship knit, by mutual faith secur'd Nor rais'd his drooping head. Aurelius mov'd Our hopes and fears, our earth and heaven the By soft compaflion, which the savage scene,
At last, Amyntor, in my failing age,
Fallen from such height, and with the felon-herd, Of Tharper forrow, thus apart began.
.45 Robbers and out-laws, number'd thought that O fight, that from the eye of wealth or pride,
still Ev'n in their hour of vainest thought, night Stings deep the heart, and clothe's the cheek with draw
Thame! A feeling tear; Whom yesterday beheld
Then doom'd to feel what guilt alone should fear, By love and fortune crown’d, of all pofseft
The hand of public vengeance : arm'd by rage, That Fancy, tranc'd in faireft vifion, dreams; 150 Not justice ; rais'd to injure, not redress; Now lost to all, each hope that softens life, Each bliss that chears, there, on the damp earth And all
, o sovereign Reason! all deriv'd
To rob, not guard ; to ruin, not defend : spread,
From power that claims thy warrant to do wrong! Beneath a heaven unknown, behold him now !
A right divine to violate unblain'd And let the gay, the fortunate, the great,
Each law, each rule, that, by himself observ'd, The proud, be taught, what now the wretched The God prescribes whofe fanćtion kings pretend! feel,
155 O Charles ! O monarch ! in long exile train'd, The happy have to fear. O man forlorn,
Whole hopeless years, th' oppresor's hand to Too plain I read thy heart, by fondness drawn
216 To this fad Teene, to fights that but infame
How hateful and how hard; thyself reliev'd. Its tender anguish
Now hear thy people, groaning under wrongs Hear me, heaven! exclaim'd 160
of equal load, adjure thee by those days The frantic mourner, could that anguish rise
Of want and woe, of danger and despair, To madness and to mortal agony,
As heaven has thine, to pity their distress! I yet would bless my fate; by one kind pang,
Yet, from the plain good meaning of my heart, From what I feel, the kecner pangs of thought
Be far th’unhallow'd licence of abuse ;; For ever freed. To me the sun is loft :
165 Be far th' bitterness of saintly zeal, To me the future flight of days and years
That impious hid behind the patriot's name 225 Is darkness, is despair-But who complains
Maks hate and malice to the legal throne, Forgets that he can die. O, fainted maid!
In justice founded, circumscrib'd by laws, For fuch in heaven thou art, if from thy feat
The prince to guard—but guard the people Of holy reit, beyond thefe changeful aries, If names on earth most sacred once and dear,
Chief, one prime good to guard inviolate, A lover and a friend, if yet these names
Soul of all worth, and sum of human blifs, 230 Can wake thy pity, dart one guiding ray
Fair Freedom, birthright of all thinking kinds, To light me where, in cave or creek, are thrown Reason's great charter, from no king derivd, Thy lifeless limbs : that
Igrief supreme! 175 By none to be reclaim’d, man's right divine, 1 O fate remorseless ! was thy lover favod
Which God, who gave, indelible pronounc'd. For fuch a tasks?that I those dear remains,
But if, diselaiming this his heaven-own'd right, Emelia, and our only pledge of love, This first best tenure by which monarchs rule My blooming Theodora! Manhood there, If, inçant the blefing, he becomes the bane, And nature bleedAh! let not busy thought 300 The wolf, not thepherd, of his subje&-flock, Search thither, but avoid the fatal coast : To grind and tear, not thelter and protect, Discovery, there, once more my peace of mind Wide-wasting where he reigns-to such a prince, Might wreck; once more to defperation fink Allegiance kept were treason to mankind; 241 | My hopes in heaven. He said ; but O fad Mufe ! And loyalty, 'revolt from virtue's law,
Can all thy moving energy, of, power 305 For fay, Amyntor, does just heaven enjoin To shake the haart, to freeze th' arrested blood, That we should bomage hell ? or bend the knee With words that weep, and Itrains that agonize ; To earthquake, or volcano, when they rage, 245 Can all this mournful magic of thy voice Rend earth’s firm frame,, and in one bourdless Tell what Amyntor feels? O heaven! art thou.com grave
What have I heard?-Aurelius! art thou he? Engulph their thousands ? Yet, O grief to tell! Confusion! horror that most wrong'd of men! Yet fuci, of late, o’er this devoted land,
And, O most wretched too! alas ! no more, Was public rule. Our tervile itripes and chains, No more a father-On that fatal flood, Our highs and groans resounding from the steep Thy Theodóra-At these words he fell. Of wintery hill, or waste untravel'd heath, 251 A deadly cold ran freezing through his veins ; 315 Lait refuge of our wretchedness, not guilt, And life was on the wing her loath'd abode Proclaim'd it loud to heaven ; the arm of power | For ever to forfake. As on his way Extended atal, but to crush the head
The traveller, from heaven by lightning struck, It ought to fereen, or with a parent's love 255 Is fix'd at once immoveable; his eye Reclaim from error; not with deadly bate, With terror glaring wild ; his stiffening limbs The tyrant's law, exterminate who err.
In sudden marble bound : so stood, fo look'd In this wide ruin were my fortunes sunk : The heart-smote parent at this tale of death, Myself, as one contagious to his kind,
Half-utter'd, yet too plain. No sign to rise, Whom nature, whom the social life renounc'd, No tear had force to flow ; his senses all. Unfummon'd, unimpleaded was to death, 261 Tbro' all their powers, suspended, and subdued To shameful death, adjudg’d; against my head To chill amazement. Silence for a spacem The price of blood proclaim'd, and at my heels Such dismal filence faddens earth and sky Let loose the nurderous cry of human hounds. Ere first the thunder breaks--on either side And this blind fury of commission'd rage, 265 Fill'd up this interval fevere. At last of party-vengeance, to a fatal soe,
As froin fome vision that to' phrenfy fires 330 Knowa and abhorr'd for deeds of direft name, The feeper's brain, Amyntor waking wild, Was given in charge : a foe, whom blood-stain’d A poniard, bid beneath his various robe, zeal
Drew furious forth-Me, mc, he cry'd, on me For what_ hear it not, all-righteous beaven! Let all thy wrongs be visited; and thus Left thy rous'd thunder burft—for what was My horrors endthen madly would have plung'd deem'd
The weapon's hoftile point. His lifted arm, 336 Religion's cause, bad favag'd to a brute,
Aurelius, though with deep dismay and dread More deadly tell than hunger ever ftung
And ang uith thook, yet his superior soul To prowl in wood or wild. His band he arm’d, Collecting, and resuming all himself, Sons of perdition, miscreants with all guilt Seiz'd ludden : then perufing with strict eye, 340 Familiar, and in each dire art of death 275 | And beating heart, Amyotor's blooming form ; Train 'd ruthless up.
As tigers on their prey, Nor from his air or feature gathering aught On my defenceless lands those fiercer beasts To wake remembrance, thus at length bespoke, Devouring fell : nor that fequefter'd shade, O dire attempt! Whoe'er thou art, yet stay That sweet recels, where Love and Virtue long Thy hand felf-violent; nor thus to guilt, 345 In happy league had dwelt, which war itself 280 if guilt is thine, accumulating add Beheld with reverence, could their fury scape ; A crime that nature thrinks from, and to which Despoilld, detac'd, and wrapt in wasteful Aames ! Heaven has indulg'd no mercy. Sovereign For Haine and rapine their consuming march, Judge! From hill to vale, by daily ruin mark'd.
Shall man first violate the law divine, So borne by winds along, in baneful cloud, 285 That plac'd him here de;endent on thy nod, 350 Embody'd locusts from the wing descend On herb, fruit, flower, and kill the ripening of fair dismision hence ; Thall man do this,
Refign'd, unmurmuring, to await hi: bour year: While, waste behind, destruction on their track Red with the fin, and recent from the stain,
Then dare thy presence, rush into thy sight, And ghastly famine wait. My wife and child He dragg’d, the ruffian dragg’dmheaven! do I, Know what thou art, and own his hand most juf,
Of unrepented blood ? Call home thy sense ; 355 A man, survive to tell it? At the hour
Rewarding or afflicting But say on.
My soul, yet trembling at thy frantic deed,
Recalls thy words, recalls their dire import : By menace, or by torture, from their fears 295 What would I als? My Theodora's fate, My láft retreat to learn; and still detains
Ab! me! is known too plain. Have I thien finn'd, Beneath bis roof accurft, that beft of wives,
Good heaven! beyond all gracem.But Thall I Full, from the midmost, tot in dazzling ítream blaine
His noon-tide ray. And now, in, lowing train, His rage of grief, and in myself admie
Were seen 110w-pacing weltward o'er the vale 5 Its wi'd excefs? Heaven gave her to my wish ; The milky mothers, foot pursuing foot, That gift Heaven has refum'd: righteous in both, And nodding as they move; their oozy meal, For both his Providence be ever bleft!
The bitter healthtul herbage of the hore, By thaine r press’d, with rising wonder fill'd, Around its rocks to graze : * for, strange to tell! Amyator, flow recovering into thought,
The hour of ebb, hough ever varying found, 10 Subwillive on his kree, the good man's hand 370 As yon pale planet wheels from day to day Grap'd clote, and bore with ardour to his lips. Her courie inconitant, their sure inftinét ieels, His eye, where fcar, contution, reverence poze, intelligent of times; by heaven's own hard, Through swelling tears, wiiat language cannot To all its creatures equal in its care, tell,
Unerring mov'd. These Igns observ'd, that Now rose to meet, now funn'd the Hermit's guide
To labour and repose a simple race, Shot awful at him: till, the various swell 375 Thele native signs to due repast at noon, Of paflion ebbing, thus he faultering fpoke : Frugal and plain, had warn’d the temperate ifle : What bait thou done? why fav’d a wretch un- All but Aurelius. He, unhappy man, known?
By Nature's voice solicited in vain, Whom knowing ev's thy goodness muft abhor. Nor hour olserv'd, nor due repali partook. Mitta en mani! the honour of thy name,
The child no more! the mother's fate untold ! Thy love, truth, duty, all must be my foes. 330 Both in black prospect rifing to his eye-I ani-Aurelius ! turn that look afide,
'Twas anguilt, there; 'twas here distracing doubt! That brow of terror, while this wretch can say, Yet, after long and painful conflict borne, 25 Abhorrent say, he is-Forgive mc, heaven! Where nature, realon, oft the doubtful scale Forgive nie, virtue ! if I would renounce Inclin’d alternate, fummoning each aid Whom nature bids me reverence by her bond, That virtue lends, and o’er each thought infirm Rolando's son: by your more facred ties, 395 Superior rising, in the might of Him, As to his crimes, an alien to his blood;
Who strength from weakness, as froin darkness For crimes like this.
30 Rolando's fon? Just heaven! Omnipotent can draw ; again refign’d, Ha! here? and in my power? A war of thoughts, Again he sacrific'd, to heaven's high will, All terrible arising, shakes my frame 391 Eaclı soothing weakness of a parent's breast; With doubtful contlict. By one stroke te reach The figh soft memory prompts; the tender tear, The father's heart, though seas are spread between, that, itreaming o'er an object lov’d and loft, 35 Were great revenge!_Away: revenge? With mournful tragic tortures and delights, whom?
Relieves us, while its sweet oppression loads, Alas ! on iny own soul; by rage betray'd 395 And, by admitting, blunts the sting of woe. Ev'n to the crime my reason most conde inns As reason thus the mental storm ieren’d, In him who ruio'd me, Deep-mov'd he fpoke; And throug" the darkness shot her fun-bright And his own poniard o'er the proftrate youth
ray Suspended held. But, as the welcome blow, That strengthens while it chears ; behold from far Win arins display'd, Amyrtor seemd to court, Amyntor now-approaching! on bis front, Behold, in fudden confluence gathering round O'er each funk feature forrow liad diffus'd The nativos finod; whom kindness hither drew, Attraction, sweetly fad. His noble port, The man unknown, with each relieving aid Majestic in distress, Aurelius mark'd; of love and care, as artient rites ordain,
And, unreí.fting, felt his bosom flow To fuccour and to serve. Before them came 405 With focial soitness. Strait, before the door Montano, venerable fage, whose head
Of his moss-llver'd cell they sat them down The hand of time with twenty winter's snow In counterview : and thus the youth began. Had showert; and to whose intellectual eye Futurity, behird her cloudy veil,
With patient ear, with calm attention, mark 50 Stands in fair light disclos'd. Him, after pause, On either hand, her equal balance weigh,
Amyntor's story : then, as justice fees, Aurelius drow apart, and in his care 411
Absolve him, or condemn-But oh, inay 1, Anyntor plac'd ; to lodge him and secure; To fave him from himself, as one, with grief
A father's name, when truth forbids to praise, Tempeituous, and with rage, distemperd deep. This done, nor waiting for r-ply, alone
* The cows often feed on the alga marina: and He fought the vale, and his calm cottage gain’d. tide of feed; though, at the same time, they are not
diringuish exactly the tide of ebb from the CANTO III.
within view of the fore. When the tide has ebbed about two hours, then they fieer their course directly
to the nearest frore, in their usual order, one after W THERE Kilda's southern hills their summit another. I had 'occafiou to make this obfervation lift
thirteen times in one week. Martin's Wejlern lfies With triple fork to heaven, the mounted sun of Scotland, p. 156.
415 they can
Unblam'd pronounce ? that name to every fon 55 of heaven-inspir'd emotions, undebas'd
By this plain courtit ip of the honest heart
In blus ing loftnes, her chaste bosom touch'd That Power whose law is meekness; and, for To mutual love. O fortune's faireft hour!! | deeds
O seen, but not enjoy'd, juft haild and loft. That outrage heaven, belying heaven's command. Is tattering brightness! "Thendora's form, 135
Flexile of will, inisjudging, though fincere, 71 Event unfeard ! had caught Rolando's eye : Rolando caught the spread infection, plung'd And Love, if wild Deire, of Fancy born, Implicit into guilt, and headlong urg'd
By furious pafsions purs'd, that facred rame His course unjust to violence and rage.
Profanes not, Love his stubborn breaf diffolvid Unmanly rage! when nor the charm divine 75 To transient goodness. But my thought thrinks Of Beauty, nor the Matron's sacred age,
But how proceed, Aurelius ? in what loands And all the favage reassum'd his breait. 150 Oi gracious cadence, of aluative power, 'Tis just, he cry'd : who thus invites disdain, My ñurther itory clothe? O could I steal
Deserves repulie ; ire wiro, by ilave-like arts, e Froin Harmony her foftest-warbled itrain
Would meanly tteal what force may nobler take, Of melting air ! or Zephyre's vernal voice! And, greatly daring, dignify the deed. Or Philomela's song, when lovo di:Polves
When next we ineet, our mutual blush to spare, To liquid blandith went his evening-lay,
Thine from difsembli.g, from bale battery nine, All nature smiling round! then might I speak; Shall be my care. This threat, by brutal scorn Then might Amyntor, unoffending," tell, 95 Keen'd and embitter'd, terrible to both, How unperceiv'd and secret through his breaft, To one prov'd fatal. Silent-wafting grief, As morning rises o'er the inidright-thade, The mortal worm that on Emilia's frame 160 What firít was ow'd humanity to both,
Had prey'd unseen, now deep thro’all her powers Aflifting piety and tender thought,
Its poifon spread, and killed their vital growth. Grew (wit and slept into love ior one: 100 Sickening, the funk beneath this double weight My fole offer com if love can then offend,
of Thame and horra roDare I yet proceed?. When yirtue lightsand reverence guards its flame. Aurelius, O moti injur'd of mankind ! 165
o Th odora! who thy world of charms, Shall yet my tale, exa perating, add That foul of sweetnets, that foit glow of youth, To woe, new anguilh ? and to grief, despair. Warm on thy cheek, and beaming from thine eye, She is no more Uamov'd could see? that dignity of eale, 106
O Providence severe! That grace of air, hy happy nature thine ! Aurelius fmote his breast, and groaning cry'd ; For all in thee was native ; from witliin
But curb'd a second groan, repelld the voice 171 Spontaneous flowing, as fonio equal stream Of froward grief : and to the Will supreme, From its unfailiog fource! and then too seen 110 in justice awful, lowly bending his, In miljer lights ; by forrow's Mading hand Nor figh, nor murmur, nor repining plaint, · Touch'd into power more exquisitely soit, By all the war of nitre though afsaill, 175 By tears adorir'l, intender'd by diltreis. Escap'd his lips. What! shall we from heaven's O sweetness without uame! when Love looks on grace With Pity's melting eye, that to the foul 115 With life receiving happiness, our share Endears, ennobles her, whom faie añias, Of ill refuse? And are affiicions aught Cr fortune leaves unhappy! Paffion then But mercies in disguise ? th’alternate cup, Refines to Virtue : then a purer train
Medicinal though bitter, and prepard Igo Vous V11.