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By. Love's own hand for salutary ends.
Their oars across the foa nay flood to ply :
My fatal love on her devoted head
To me and mine : dr was Amyntor fav'd 255
He stood, the mournful semblance of despair.
As dumb with anguish round the bed of death Still Haming with full ardor, shot on earth
With grateful intervention o'er the sky
Aurelius, with his guest, the western cliff
From whence in double stream a lucid fource What then remain'd for honour or for love ? Roll'd founding forth, and, where with dewy wing What, but that scene of violence to fly,
Fresh breezes play'd, fought refuge and repose, With guilt profan’d, and terrible with death, Till cooler hours arise.' Thie fubject ille 275 Rolando's fatal roof. Late at the hour,
Her village-capital, where health and peace
Are tutelary gods; her fımall domain
Where piety, not pride, adoring kneels, 281
The human raca are funs of forrow bora. 285
To turn the inold and break th'adhesive clods,
What yet neceffty demands severe. Expiring, finking with her fears the bung! Twelve funs have purpled these encircling hills I kiss'd her pale cold chcek! with tears adjur'd, With orient beans, as many nights along And won at last, with sums of proffer'd gold, Their dewy fummits drawn th' alternate veil 310 The boldest mariners, this precious charge 245 Of darkness, fince, in unpropitious hour, Tsitant to save ; and, in the kiti securd,
The husbands of those widow'd mates, who now
For both’must ļabour, launch’d, in quest of food, | Both ear and eye with wonder and delight! 370
Incefiant to herself, and fabled o'er
Till northward, where the rock its fea-walk'd bafe Dark from the south a gust of furious wing, 320 Projects athwart and shuts the bounded scene, Up-springing, drove to sea : and left in tears, Rounding its point, he rais’d his eyes and saw, This little world of brothers and of friends! At distance saw, descending on the shore, But when, at evening hour, disjointed plauks, Forth from their anchor'd boat, of men unknown Borne on the surging-tide, and broken oarsy A double band, who by their gestures strange To light, with fatal certainty, reveald 325 There fix'd with wondering: for at once they knelt The wreck before urmiz'd; one general groan, with hands upheld; at once, to heaven, asféèm’d, To heaven ascending, spoke the general breast One general hymn pour’d forth of vocal praise. With sharpest anguish piercd. Their ceaseless Then, lowly rising, forward mov'd their steps : plaint,
Slow as they mov'd, behold! amid the train, Through these hoarse rocks, on this resounding on either fide fupported, onward came Thore,
Pale and of piteous look, a penfive maid; At morn was heard : at midnight too were seen, As one by wafting fickness fore affaild, Discoviolate on each chill mountain's height, 331 Or plung’d in grief profound_Oh, all ye powers ! The mourners 1pread, exploring land and sea Amyntor starting, cry'd, and thot his soul
391, With eager gazem till from yon lefser ille, In rapid glance before him on her face. Yon round of moss-clad hills, Borerà nam'd- Illufion! non-it cannot be. My blood Full north, behold! above the foaring lark,
Runs chill : my fect are rooted here and see! Its dizzy çliri's aspire, hung round and white To moc? my hopes, it wears ber gracious form, With curling mists
at last from yon hoar hills, The fpirits who this ocean waste and wild Inflaming the brown air with sudden blaze, Still hover round, or walk these ifles unseen, And ruddy undulation, turice three fires,
Presenting oft in pictur'd vision ftrange Like meteors waving in a moonless sky, 340 The dead or absent, have on yon fhape adorn'd, Our eyes, yet unbelieving, saw distinct, So like my love, of unfubftantial air,
400 Succeflive kindled, and from night to night Embody'd featur'd it with all her charms Renew'd continuous. Joy, with wild excess, Aud lo! behold ! its eyes were fix'd on mine Took her gay turn to reign : and Nature now With gaze transported-Ha! the faints, fe falls ! From rapture wept : yet ever and anon 345
He ran, he flew : his clafping arms receiv'd By fad conjecture dampd, and anxious thought Her finking weight, earth, and air, and fea! How from yon rocky prison to release
'Tis she ! 'tis Theodora ! Power divine, 406 Whom the deep sea immures (their only boat Whose goodness knows no bounds, thy hand is Destroy'd) and whom th' inevitable fiege
Omnipotent in mercy! As he spoke, [here, of hunger must assault. But hope futains - 350 Adown his cheek, thro'livering joy and doubt, The human heart : and now their faithfui wives, The tear falt-falling stream'd. My love! my life! With loveataught skill and vigour not their own, Soul of niy wishes; fav'd beyond all faith! 411 On yonder field th' autuminal year prepare*. Return to life and me. O fly, my friends,
Amyntor, who the tale distressful heard Fly, and from yon translucent fountain bring With fyn.pathizing forrow, on himself,
The living ítream. Thou dearer to my soul On his feverer fate, now pondering deep,
Than all the fumless wealth this sea entombs, 415 Wrapt by fad thought the hill unheeding left; My Theodora, yet ayake : 'tis !, And reachd, with swerving step, the distant "Tis poor Amyntor calls thee! At that name, strand.
That potent name, her fpirit from the verge Above, around, in cloudy circles wheel'd, Of death recalld, the trembling rais'd her eyes; Or failing level on the polar gale
360 Trembling, his neck with eager grasp entwild, That cool with evening role, a thousand wings, And murmurd out his name : then sunk again ; The summer-nations of these pregnant cliffs, Then swoon'd upon his hofom, through excess Play'd sportive round, and to the fun outspread of bliss unhop'd, too mighty for her frame. Their various pluinage ; or in wild notes haild The rose-bud thus, that to the beam ferene His parent beam that animates and chears 365 Of morning glasl unfolds her tender charms, 425 All living kinds. He, glorious from amidt Shrinks and expires beneath the noon-day blaze. A pomp of golden clouds, th’Atlantic Hood Moments of dread fufpenfe--but foon to cease! Beheld oblique, and o'er its azure breast
For now while on her face these men unknown Wav'd one unbounded blush : a scene to strike The stream, with cool aspersion, busy cift,
His eyes beheld, with wonder and amaze, 430 * The author who relates this story adds, that the Beheld in them--bis friendsth’adventurous few, produce of grein that season was the molt plentiful who bore her to the fift, whose diaring skill they had feer for many years before. vide Martin's Had fav’d her from the deep! As o'er her cheek, Defcripiion of the Wellern iples of Scotland, p. 286. Rekindling life, like morn, its light diffub'd
In dawning purple ; from their lips he learn'd, . Around with softening aspect seem'd to smile ; How to yon ise, yon round of moss-clad bills, ' And heaven, approving look'd delighted down. Borea nam'd, before the tempelt borne,
Nor theirs alone this blissful hour : the joy 508 Theie inanders, thrice three, then prison'd there, with inftant flow, from shore to ihore along (So heaven ordain'd) with utmolt peril run, Difi ùfive ran ; and all tly exulting ise With toil invincible, from thelve and rock 440 About the new-arriv'd was pour'd abroad, Their boat preserv'd, and to this happy coast To hope long lo't, by miracle regain'd! Its prow directed safe--He heard no more : lą each plain bofom Love and Nature wept: 505 The reft already known, bis every senie,
Wbile each a fire, a husband, or a friend, His full collected soul, on her alone
Embracing heid and kiss 'd Was fix'd, was hungenraptur'd, while these sounds,
Now, while the song, This voice, as of an angel, pierc'd his ear. The choral hymn, in wildly-warbled notes, Amyntor! O my life's recover'd hope !
What Nature dictates when the fuil heart prompts, My soul's despair and rapture !-can this be?
Beft barmony, they grateful fouls effus'd 511 Am l on earth ? and these arins indeed
Aloud to heaven; Montano, reverend Seer, Thy real form enfold? Thou dreadful deep!
(Whofe eye prophetic far through time's abyss Ye shores unknown! ye wild impending hills !
Could shoot its beam, and there the births of fate, - Dare 1 yet trust my sense? - yes, 'tis he !
Yet immature and in their ca ifes hid,
515 siis he himself ! My eyes, my bounding heart, Illumin’d fee) a space abstracted ftood: Confess their living lord! What fall I say?
His frame with hivery horror ftirråd, his eyes How vent the boundless transport that expands
Froin outward vilon held, and all the man My labouring thought ? th' unutterable bliss, 456
Entranc'd in wonder at th'unfolding scene, Joy, wonder, gratitude, that pain to death On fluidi air, a.; in a mirror seen's
520 The breast they charm ?-Amyntor, Ofupport And glowi g radiat, to his mental sight. swimiping brain : I would not now be torn
They fly! he cry'd, they melt in air away, Again from life and thee ; nor catife thy heart The clouds that long fair Albion's heaven o'ercaft! A second pang. At this, dilated high
With tempeff delug'd, or with Haine devour'd The swell of joy, moft fatal where its force Her drooping plains : wbite dawning roly round Is felt moft exquilte, a timely vent
purer morning 1 ghts up all her thies ! Now found, and broke in tesider dews away He comes, behold! the greai deliverer comes ! Of heart=re ieving tears. As o'er its charge, 465 Immortal William, borne triumphant on, With sheltering wing, solicitously good,
From yonder orient, o'er propitious feas, The guardian-genius hovers, so the youth,
White with the fails of his unnumber'd fleet, 530 On her lov'd face, asliduous and alarm’d,
A floating foreft, stretch'd from shore to shore! In í lert fondneis dwelt : while all his soul, See ! with spreacl wings Britannia's genius flies, With trembling tenderness of hope and lear 470
Before his prew': commands the speeding gales Pleafingly pain’d, was all employ'd for her; Tu waft him on! and, o'er the hero's head, The rouz'd emotions warring in her breast,
Iowreath'd with olive bears the laurel crown, 535 Attempering, to compose, and gradual fit
Bleft emblem, peace with liberty rettord! For further joy her foit impressive frame.
And hark! from either itrand, which nations hide,
To welcome-in true freedom's day renew'd. O happy ! though as yet thou know'st not half
What thunders of acclaim ! Aurelius, man The bliss that waits thee! but, thou gentle mind, By haven belov?d, thou too tliat facred fun 540 Who'e figh is pity, and whose smile is love,
Shalt live to hail; thalt warm thee in his thine! For all who joy or forrow, arm thy breast
I see thee on the flowery lap di fus'd With that best temperance; which from forel
Of thy lov' vale, amid a smiling race excess, When rapture lifts to dangerous height its
From this bleft pair to fpring: whom equal faith,
powers, Reteaive guards. Know thun--and let calm
ind equal fondness, in soft league s} all hold 545 thought
From youth to reverend age ; the calmer hours On wonder wait--safe refug'd in this isle,
Of thy last day to sweeten and adorn ; Thy god-like father lives ! and lombut curb,
Through life thy comfort, and in death thy crown,
TRUTH IN RHYME,
ADDRESSED TO A CERTAIN NOBLE LORD. His Theodora! To his arms he rais
Whom all the gods re vere and love,
Via fent, w hile nian deferv'd their care,
On earth to dwell, and govern there :
Till tinding earth by heaven unaw'd,
Abandoning the guilty crew, Adoring gratitude, eartb, ocean, air,
Back to her native sky she few.
There, ftations in the Virgin-sign,
For there-h.r eyes with wonder fix'd !
But as a sight, so nobly new,
In all the filence of surprize,
At once the fair ethereal maid,
Behold Astréa thus bega.
The facred fountains to secure
From hopes or fears, from fraud or force,
And this prime blefing is to spring
Such worth with equal voice to 1.ng, Urania, strike thy boldest fring; And truth, whose voice alone is praise, That here inspires, shall guide the lays. Begin ! awake bis gentle ear With sounds that monarchs rarely lear. He merits, let him know our love, And you record, what I approve.
She ended : and the heaven-born maido
Nor pomp of song, nor paint of art,
Yet more ; a virtuous doubt remains :
My part is last; it Britain yet
She said ; and, after thin'ing o'er
His courier now past frowning by :
Ye modern Durfeys, tell us why.
Slow, to the city last he went :
There, all was prose, of cent per cent.
There, alley-omniun, fcript, and bonus,
Yet honeft Gideon's classic stile)
And now the clock had ftruck eleven ;
The messenger muft back to heaven; "Twill fall most devilish hard on Bute.
But, just a; he his wings had ty'd, Thrice he reviews his parting shilling, Look'd up Queen-Square, the North-east side. At lait refolves, though much unwilling, A blooming creature there he found, To break all rules imbib'd in youth,
With and ink, and books around,
Alone, and writing by a taper :
It much amuş'd him on his way;
And reaching heaven by break of day,
He thew'd Apollo what he stole.
Then, calling for his pocket-book,
Some right celestial vellum took;" Form'd to make happy Britain's plains ;
And what he with a sun-beam there To stop in their destructive course,
Writ down, the Muse thus copies fair : Domestic phrenfy, foreign force,
“ If I no men my sons must call, To bid war, faction, party cease,
“ Here's one fair daughter worth them all: And bless the weary'd world with peace.
“ Mark then the sacred words that follow, The times in which is seen, strange fight!
Suphia's mine”_fo sign'd
V E R S ES,
WRITTEN FOR, AND GIVEN IN PRINT TO,
UPON READING SOME VERSES, WRITTEN BY
A YOUNG LADY AT A BOARDING-SCHOOL,
Whose care embraces man and brute !
If he had any fons below:
His messenger to court repairs ;
And bade him let Apollo know it,
He lov'd nor poetry nor poet.
His next adventure was the Park,
The stage, Apollo's old domain,