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'"M TO THE Marquis Towns h end. s My Lord, CARCE had the thought of a Dedi- cation entered my mind, when the fame thought prelented your Lordfhip as the proper Objeft of it. To whom, faid I to Reafon, ought the Conqueft of Que- bec to be dedicated? To whom, Rea- fon inftantly anfwered, but to him the luftre of whole exploits conftitutes fome of its moll coniiderable beauties, and without whom the very title it bears had never been in exiftence. The end which authors in general propofe to themfelves from dedications differs widely from that propoled by the perfon who offers this to your Lordfhip ; the majority of them, confident of the merit of their works, in expedtation of fome pecuniary reward, aim at immortalizing the little-great ones whofe infigniiicance had elfe conligned them to eternal eblivi- on. My aim, on the contrary, is to im- mortalize a produftion deftitute of every a 3 merit, ^ .-i>— ^:.jr.: . .---:f- DEDICATION. merit, but that of being addrefled to your Lordlhip, by prefixing to it a name already fure of immortality. Should your Lordfhip find this Poem animated by the leaft fpark of epic fire, it is owing to the greatnefs of your own exploits, and of thofe of your de- ceafed General, which infpired it, fhould it ha^/e none. All I afk is, that the good- neis of my intentions may be admitted, as fome palliation for its defefts. How- ever, let the future fortune of the pKo- duftion be what it may, I ftiall never regret the undertaking, fince it has af. forded me an opportunity of fiibfcribing myfelf Your Lordftiip's - -rfS moft devoted humble fervant, Henry MurphV. ft IHw i>re:pace. Z.'-i^^i'. PREFACE. ll/R£ I cxpofe the following fhccts to the cenfures of a hard judging world, I think my- feif bound to fay fomething in defence of the raihnefs which firil engaged me in fo vaH: an undertaking ; as alfo to oier fomething in way of palliation for the faults with which, beyond all doubt, it abounds. An a£tivity of mind, which is ever a foe to a flate of indolence, firit difcovered to me the wearifomenefs of the fitu- ation in which fate itas placed me ; and this fame a£livity foon prompted me to feek for fome avocation, which might ferve i hanifh that gloomy melancholy which Nature feems to have intended for the conftant companion of this fituation. Such a fearch, in fuch circum- fiances as mine, the reader may well fiippofe muft have been attended with no inconfiderable difficulties : the event was as might have feeen expe£lcd. After having fent all my thoughts out' li PREFACE. out on the purfuit, and after they had all re- turned without fuccefs, I \7as at length con- flrained by neceificy to take up with that em- ployment, which is ever the refource of the unqualified for more vigorous avocations, namely, that of rhyming j an employment which experience foon informed me was the one of all others mod levelled to my abilities, as it depends lefs than any other on external objefts. At firft thefe attempts were only meant to amufe the hours as they paflfed, but accident, importunity, or fome other prevalent motive which I cannot now recolleft, fhortly after expofed them to the infpeftion of a few friends. Whatever I may have in future, I had then no caufe to regret this ftep. My little per- formances, unfinilhed as they were, met with the approbation of their partial infpedtors ; they laid they were full of fire, that in point of con- nexion they had but few, if any faults, and that they bore many marks of original genius. Puffed up with the vanity that fuch flatteries never fail to excite in young minds, it is natu- ral to fuppofe I was not long in concluding myfelf &• perfon whom Heaven had defigned for fomething more than the circumftances of my * * fituation ....^v^it.lf''-""'' P R E F A C B. ••• 111 fituation feemed at that time to indicate. I will confefs my weaknefs ; I thought my friends would not deceive me» and of courfe I took it for granted that Nature had endowed me witli all the qualifications neceiTary to the making a good writer, fmce, with very little afliflance from books, I was already able to pleafe thofe whom I confidered as confummate judges.—- I cad my thoughts about to find a fubjed wor- thy the fancied eminence of my abilities, and immediately Epic Poetry became my choice ; nor did I, till fatal experience had diifipated the illufion which hurried me into this choice, difcover that I had gone beyond my depth* Perhaps the world may here cry out, it is flrange the fame modedy which then difco- vered to ^me the folly of the undertaking, and now induces me to acknowledge it, did not then compel me to abandon a defign of which even I myfelf dreaded the event. Perhaps the world may fay, and fay with juftice, that an epic poem was an undertaking fit only for an approved genius, one whofe works had been long crowned with the applaufe of the public, and from the fplendour of whofe former fuc- celTes great things might be expeded. To all thcfc P R E F A C I. thefe obje£lion8 I cannot but aifent, and yet I truft I luive ftill fomething to fay in defence of my purfuit of the plan I at firft laid down.-— During the time I had the choice of a fubjed in contemplation, it occurred to my memory that Gen. Wolfe was a charafter, the flighted mention of whofe exploits always threw me into a kind of rapture, and the generally re- ceived notion that a fubje£t with which the mind is warmly engaged, never fails to make it compofe with energy, inftantly marked him for the hero of my intended performance. In the fird fallies of this enthufiafm, I laid the plan of an epic poem, publifhed propofals, and promifed it to the public in the very form in which I now fend it forth ; nor did the difpro- portion between my abilities and my intentions xnanifeft itfelf, until it was too late to recede. Perhaps the world may here cry out, it could never be too late to recede; perhaps it may fay, it were better to have receded on the very eve of publication, than to pefter the public with a produ£lion fo puerile and fo crude, that even the partiality of the author could not avoid trembling for its fuccefs. But fhould fuch be the fentiments of the world, its fenti- ^ ' " . ments . ,. ™ ;■* I PREFACE* T mcnts differ widely from mine ; high as I prize my fame, I praife the fandity of my word flill higher, and rather than incur the imputation of levity, by fupprefling the publication of a work which I had folemnly engaged to publifh, I would willingly forfeit all the little hopes which I yet have of one dr.y writing with fuc- cefs, by vending the vileft trafli that ever flowed from the pen of a ballad-monger. Thus, in a manner, compelled to drudge on in the hope- lefs courfe my inexperience had chalked out for me, I now refolved to finifli the work with all poflible expedition, and to leave the red to fortune. In the profecution of this my inten« tion, I was confiderably aflifled by my brother^ in-law, Mr. Abraham Newland, whofe gene* rofity on this occasion led him to become both my amanueniis and revifer ; and to him I cannot, even here, avoid making my acknow- ledgments.-— ^Backed by this powerful aid, I have at length brought the work to the eve of publication ; and, contrary to my moft fan- guine hopes, the few fpecimens that, fmce its committal to prefs, have been diftributed among my friends, have met with their approbation ; an approbation which pleafes me the more, as b Xome vi R E F A C E. fome friendly cenfures with which they have ^ic-^ compaiiied it, have given it the ftamp of impar- tiality, a9 to its faults, which even felf-iove cannot but allow : I think, to the reflection of a con- (iderate reader, there mufl of themfelves rife up uiuny excufes in their behalf. The difadvan- tages of the author's fituation, which mufl ine- vitably have fliut him out from the mod mate- rial benefits of education ; his total ignorance of the rules of modern criticifm, the natural confequence of the former j but above all, the repeated importunity of fubfcribers, which have laid him under a necefTity of publifhing the work before hr had time to polifh it to his fatif- facUoii, are fure mofl: powerful advocates. Now to you, ye fage cenfors of literature, you who have ereded yourfelves into a kind of arifto- cvatic republic, punilhing thofe who dare to DiTend againll the majefty of your laws, by the Icverity of your cenfures, while you lavifh on their Urid obfervcrs the rewards of your ap- piaufe ; to you, I fay, before I take a final leave, do I intend to oiler up a fliort addrefs, b^t not, like moft of your fubjeds, with an intent to feori at your authority and fet your puwer at detiance, but rather, like a penitent offender. :a'' PREFACE. vn f impar- e cannot f a con- s rife up ifadvan- iufl ine- ft mate- lorance natural all, the ch have ng the is fatif. . Now »u who arido- are to by the dfh on ur ap- i iinal Idrefs, th an your nitent ?nder. krm •W: 'if i offender, pleading guilty, and relying on your mercy for forgivenefs : let me then tafte the fweet influence of this mercy, nor crufh by the rigour of your juftice the feeble efforts of one who, though he fhould never have capability to produce any thing to benefit mankind, (hall at leaft never attempt any thing that may tend to their prejudice. But (hould the impulfe of your philanthropy be fo fl:rong as to lay you under an indifpenfable neceflity of difcovering to me the faults into which I have fallen. Let- ters direded to me are gentle vehicles which cannot fail of anfwering all the purpofes of this generous intention, and that without furnifli- ing the illiterate part of mankind with weapons with which their own ignorance could never have fupplied them, and which they would ne- ver ufe againft me with the moderation that you might have intended in an epiftolatory con- veyance. You may, like*kind preceptors, point out all the errors that have efcaped my obferi'^ vation, while I, like an attentive pupil, will liften to your inftrudlions, and endeavour to im- prove. By public prints, what more could you perform ? But while I think to efcape the im- putation of vanity, by thus befeeching the cri- b 2 " tic \'-»;.>>T'J«t!v I Vlll PREFACE. tic world to look with an eye of compaffion on my faults, perhaps thefe critics may be of opir nion that I incur this very imputation, by hav*. ing the prefumption to think a work fo imper- fed as mine worthy even of their cenfures.-«- Should this be a crime, it is a crime that ought rather to be laid at the door of the partial friends, who have flattered me into fuch a be- lief, than at mine : they told me it had fome merit ; and it is not in the nature of felf-love to difcredit fo agreeable an aiTertion. How* ever, with all its faults, I now finally commit it to the mercy of the public in general, and of you, ye fage cenfors of literature, in particular, promifing that, fhould my firft performance be helped forward by the leafl: fpark of your induU gence, I will, in fome future period, when I ani better qualified for the undertaking, endeavour to produce fomething more worthy your infpec* tion ; and befeeching that, when you are about- to pafs fentence on this production, you will remember that on that fentence depends the hap* pinefs, fame, and future fortune of one whofe (truggles againft the feverity of his fate, are at Jeafl intitled to fome refpeft. -Should you fmile, it is poffible I may rife, but by your frown I mufl inevitably fall. v«T- :■ I I »**v /■«' vr.H ■1^4 ARGUMENT. i{i>!!j,r i« ;pirf= - /T *^dJi BOOK THE FIRST. Xi t i A FTER the ufual invocation of the Mufes, the fcene opens in the ethereal regions y — the Deity, feated on his throne, takes a furvey of the ftate of our netheic world; — he fees many of its empires, particularly Great-Britain and France, involved in a dreadful war; he enters into a conference with his Son to deter- mine which of the belligerent powers is beft intitled to Divine Afliftance; — the elq^^ion falls on Great* Britain ; — the angel Raphael is difpatched to infpire Pitt, prime minifter of England, with the refolution of appointing General Wolfe to the command of the army deftined for America ; — Raphael arrives at Lon- don J — he holds a difcourfe with Freedom, Pitt's guar^ dlan goddefs, on the virtues and abilities of th^tftatef-. man j — he then executes his commiflion, and returns up to Heaven ; — Pitt haftens into the prefence of the, King ; — he folicits him to appoint Wolfe to the com- mand of the army deftined for Quebec; — the Mo- '••: • ' - ^i^'J ,^-ii Y.arx -xiuii^jL^ M narch ARGUMENT. narch confents ; — the ftatefman, returning home, meets General Wolfe, and acquaints him with his fuccefs ; — he imparts to him fome advice on the condud): necef- fary to be purfued in his new office j — ^Wolfe hurries from the prefence of the minifter, and flies to take leave of his aged mother ; — he then bids a laft adieu to his intended bride, and fets forward for America. —y.j*;A-iUpir'.-muo 1/i BOOK THE SECOND, ry,/ , THIS Book opens with fome refleftions on the Cngularity of the Author's fituation j — it then pro- ceeds to relate the arrival of the Britifh armament in the river St. Laurence ; — the fortrefs of Quebec and the adjacent country defcribed *, — the Engiifli forces difembark on the ifle of Orleans; — a catalogue of them is given, as well as of thofe of France ; — the BritiHi officers meet in council; — they refolve to attack Point Levy, previous to their invefting Quebec; — Brigadier Mention is appointed to the command of this expe- dition ; — he makes himfelf mailer of the place by fur- prize ; — batteries are ereifted on the heights of Point Levy, in order to bombard Quebec ; — after a long and terrible cannonade, the town is almoft entirely laid in afhes ; — -the French make an unfuccefsful attempt to diilodge Brigadier Mon£lon ; — Gen. Wolfe, after a long harangue to his army, in which he endeavours to imprefs {. ARGUMENT. 23 imprefs them with a ftrong fenfe of the importance of the expedition in which they are embarked, condudls them from the ifle of Orleans to the continent on the north fide of the river St. Laurence ; — a Ikirmifli cn- fues between a party of Britilh rangers and a body of Indians, auxiliaries to the French army *, — the Britifli commander makes ufe of a variety of ftratagems, in order to decoy the French army from the heights of Mount-morency, where they are encamped, but with- out efFe£l j — he calls a council of his principal officers, in which it is determined to attack the enemy in their camp, mmify'i'c WK'^ B K THE THIRD. GENERAL WOLFE embarks thirteen compa- nies of Grenadiers and a detachment of the Royal Americans on a number of boats, in order to attack the front of the enemy's entrenchments ; — a defcrip- tion of the pofture of the French army at the com- mencement of the battle ; — the boats, under cover of the fire of their fleet, fet forward for the place of deftination ; — the French from all their lines oppofc them by a tremendous difcharge of artillery, yet, through the marvellous condu£l of their general, they, ^ after furmounting innumerable obftacles, at length make good their landing j — immediately, without al- lov/ing XM ARGUMENT. ingthemfelves time to draw up in order of battle, ^ they rufti on to the aflault, but through their headlong impetuofity, meet with a terrible repulfe; — ^juft at that moment a general and terrific difcharge of artil- lery commences on all fides ; — ^Wolfe, in front of all the enemy's fire, flies from rank to rank, ufing every endeavour to rally his fliattered fquadrons; — he at length once more reftores them to order ; but juft as they are about to renew the attack, the fudden rife of a violent tempeft, joined to the approach, of nighit, obliges them to retire ; — General Wolfe^ ftung by the bitternefs of difappointment, and overwhelmed by a conftant round of fatigue, is thrown into a dangerous fever, from which he is with difficulty recovered 5— Montcalm, difconcerted by the unexpe^tednefs of his recovery, refolves on his aflTaffination ; — for this pur- pofe he fuborns a creature of his own, named Ver- donx, and Satagus, an Indian chief, who ferved as an auxiliary in the French army ; — Verdonx attempts to execute his barbarous commiffion, but is prevented in the moment of the attempt by the generofity of Satagus ; — Wolfe, through an ill-timed compaffion, not only pardons Verdonx, but difmifles him with marks of kindnefs ; — Satagus, enraged at the folly of fuch a ftep, is alfo about to retire, bat at length, with great reluclance, fitfTcra himfelf to be prevailed on to attend the general to his camp j — here Wolfe endea- vours to appeafe him, by expcftulating v/ith him on ■ ■ ''■■■- -^ " ', ■ ' ' .: the ARGUMENT. ulii the inhumanity of revenge ; — Satagus defcribes the variety of fufferings to which his country had been expofed, through the cruelty of the Europeans i — he gives a detail of fome of his misfortunes, particularly of the captivity of his wife and children by the Eng- lifli, during his abfence on a hunting party ; — he ac- counts for the rife of the war in 1755, and gives a catalogue of the Indian nations that efpoufed the inte-. reft of France in its commencement. ^lU BOOK THE FOURTH. THE two* friertds ftill' continue their difcourfe j — Satagus, at the requeft of Wolfe, explains the nature of the Indian religion, and enters into a detail of the virtues and principal military exploits of Sir "William Johnfon ; — Wolfe, in his turn, gives a fuccin<5l hif- tory of the Britifh empire, fince its foundation 5 — he afcribes the eternal enmity betwixt France and Eng- land to three great caufes, namely, the Normjfh Con- queft, the Reformation, and the vicinity of the French to the Englifh Settlements in North America ; — to gratify the curiofity of Satagus, he next accounts for the origin of arbitrary governments — accounts for the rife of the arts and fciences, and points out the ufes to which they may be applied ; — he then relates the manner in which America was firft difcovered by Co- c lumbus ; XIV ARGUMENT. lumbusj the conqueft of Mexico by Cortes, and the barbarities exercifed by him in that empire ; the con* quefl: of Peru by Pizaro ; and the fettlemcnt of the Portuguefe, French and Englifh in America. , ^^^^ 4. .'i^Hk ^'i^fiii^VX yM:k> -i-md ^jflivbi 1300K THE FIFTH. **'^'^^^»^^'^ GENERAL WOLFE commiffiona Lefter, one of the officers of his army, to go in queft of Tamina, wife to Satagus ; — he calls a general aflembly of the principal commanders, as well of the army as the navy i — he declares to them his intention of attempt- ing, by furprife, the heights which command Que- bec \ — to this propofal all affent ; — the council breaks, up i — the BritiQi army draws off from the north fide of the river St. Laurence, paffes that river, and en- camps near Point Levy j— Lefter, proceeding on his intended expedition, arrives at Nova Scotia, and there meets with the objeft of his fearch ; — he foon difco- vers her to be the perfon of whom he is in queft, and prevails on her to attend him to the Britifh camp^ without acquainting her with her good fortune j— flie meets with Satagus ; — their meeting defcribed ; — Ge- neral Wolfe, in the dead the night, embarks his army from Point Levy, and by furprife makes himfelf mafter of the heights of Abram j — he there draws up His troops in order of battle j their order defcribed ;— ' he ^. — — . . — \ ^i ARGUMENT. Xt ^M* '{mtijo he harangues his army on the criticalncfs of their fitii- ation, and the neceflity there is for the utmoft exer- tions of their valour ; — he has a difcourfe with Bri- gadier Monfton, on the conduft he intends to purfuc during the continuance of the conflidt ; — the proceed- ings of the French, previous to the landing of the Englifh army, are next related ; — their generals meet in council ; — a violent debate enfues betwixt Mont- calm and Vaudreuil, his fecond in command ; — the council breaks up in diforder ; — Montcalm retires to reft, but is foon roufed by a report, that the Englifli had poflefled themfelves of the heights that command the town; — at firft he treats the report with con- tempt, but on being convinced of its authenticity, pours from his camp with all his army, mounts up the heights, and draws up his troops in battle array. f-.^ .; •orAii BOOK THE SIXTH. 'r-»':h''it-h^- THE two armies join battle in a moment ; — the' Britons, by the fuperiority of their fire, throw the French into confufion, and oblige them to give ground ; — Montcalm, enraged at their cowardice, flies from rank to rank, compels his fhattered fquadrons to rally, and once more leads them to the charge ; — the fight recommences with redoubled fury ; — the French right, led by Vaudreuil, by the redundancy of their num- >m-^ C 2 bers ZVl ARGUMENT* bers furround the BritiOi left, and feem on the point of cutting them to pieces } — Howe, who had talcen poft in a grove with his corps-de rcfcrve, obfcrving the dan- ger of his friends, fallies forth, charges the enemy in*" the rear, breaks their lines, and drives them off the field with a terrible flaughter ; — thrice do the French make the fame attempt, and thrice arc they repulfed with like confufion j — Satagus and Tamina mean time, delivered from the obfervation of the Britifli army, re- tire to reft beneath the fhelter of a growth of poplars \ Tamina, in her fleep, is affli£led with frightful dreams ; (he awakes, and relates them to Satagus ; — while Sata^ gus is endeavouring to allay her terrors, the thunders of the battle are heard to commence, whereupon he inftant- ly breaks from her arms to join the fight ',- — Montcalm for a moment withdraws from the combat, to dif-; courfe with Verdonx on the prodigies of the Englifli va- lour J — Verdonx, by his command, advances with his corps-de-referve to the fupport of the French lines •,— - both generals harangue their armies; — both armies charge with bayonets; and after feveral tremend- oqs fhocks, that of France is entirely broken, h^; . iCL I ...•I*"! J "11/ -tsi' V,' yl :^:)<7t: BOOK THE SEVENTH. ^' MONTCALM, almoft driven to ma^efs by this qnexpe^ed defeat, exerts every tlefperate means to - , compel ARGUMENT. XVl^ compel tlic lally of his fquadrons ♦,— Wolfe flill drives on and cncrcafps the rout ;— Montcalm, difcovering that all was loft, ruftics into the midft of the enemy's army in queft of their general •,— they meet, they fight, and Montcalm is flainj— Wolfe rejoins the tumult of the fight } he receives two wounds, which, left they (hould damp the ardour of the battle, he endeavours to conceal ; — he makes a fpeech to Satagus, expreffivc of his contempt of death and his attachment to the intereft of his country; — he receives a third wound from the hand of Verdonx, and is carried fenfelefs from the field i — Brigadier Mondlon, on being ap- prized of the fate of his general, rufties forward in purfuit of revenge, but foon (haring the fame fate, is rendered incapable of command •, — the command de- volves on Brigadier Townfliendi he infpirits the troops, and once more routs the French army, which had rallied during the confufion confequent to the fall of General Wolfe ' — the French right wing, in hurrying to their camp, are almoft entirely deftroyed, part by thefword, and part by being plunged into the river St. Charles ; — the left and centre make another ineffefbual ftand in a wood, but are inftantly broken, and driven in great confufion towards the town, with the lofs of General Vaudreuil j — Satagus, burning with venge- ance for the fall of his chief, purfues and kills Ver- donx clofe by the gates of Quebec, but is himfelf llain in endeavouring to rejoin his friends; — the vi6lory ?:xicao£> , being XVUl A R O U M fi N Ti being now entirely complete, Brigadier Nfon^on goel in quell of his woumletl general j — ^hc arrives at the place where he had lain fincc his conveyance from the field of battle, juft as he expired j — the marvellous manner of his death, and the effcft it produced on Brigadier Townfliend and the army. '^'-'j BOOK THE EIGHTH. "WOLFE's foul, as foon as delivered from its mor- tal (hacUles, is conduiflcd by an angel up to the ethe- real regions ; — he is there received with the acclama- tions of all the heavenly hods, and declared worthy to enter into their blifs; — God, to allay his anxious apprehenfions for the fate of his native country, gives him an infight into futurity ; he fliews him the prin- cipal e;*ents that relate to the future fortune of Great- Britain, the exploits of Admiral Hawke, General Amherfl, the Marquis of Granby, and Sir George Briiigcs Rodney; — he then indulges him with a view of the virtues of the king deflined to fuccced the then reigning monarch, the blefTed ftate of the fliades of jnfl poets in the celcflial realms, the (late of their I'titic adverfaries ; and acquaints liim how the fifua- rion of all departed fouls are in fome way congenial to their piirfuits on earth. 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Sing how keen ardour urg'd.his foul to dare ^ " 'r^I The flaming terrors of deftrudlive war, -(It A: Hurried by glory onward how he drove, 'A While wond'ring angels view'd him from above ; *»■ Till Deith's dim curtain feal'd his clofing eyes, *f And iiiat^i'd hij bright perfc6lions to the (kies. ' "? ^O V A But d, \ |right, f » ' |;n took fire, jg ire. ■ '' On .^5 On every Hde (he cru(h*d the fens of Gaof,. And in one gen'ral rout involved them all ; Wide, thro' the globe, her thundering arms refound^ Dreadful they rage o'er all the world around : Thro' earth's extremes her conquering navies roll, j; And ftretch her tow'ring fame from pole to pole. Hence learn, Britannia, learn, from hence, no more,.^ With favage jars, to rend thy facred fliore; ' - \ Think how fierce Gaul o'erwhelm'd your troops in fi^ht„ When civil broils unnerv'd your tott'ring might ; Then think how foon yoacrufli'd her dire alarms^ When heav'nly union edg'd your conqu'ring arms ;, Think with what joy proud Gallia's realm furveys^ Around your throne the torch of difcord blaze ; Think when thy fons by fafiion's pow'r o'erthrown. Beneath fonie tyrant's fway (hall helplefs groaa i^ Shall pond'rous fall in dire confufion hurl'd. And, in her fall, involve the tott'ring world ; How Gallic pride uncurb'd by Britifh force. Will fpurn all bounds, refiftlefs in her courfe. Bear down all laws, blot out fair Freedom's name. And quench, for ever, that feraphic flame. Then rife, Britannia, rife e'er haughty Gaul Shall {land exulting o'er thy dreadful fall j Rife e'er that day bids civil difcord ceafe. And lull thy facred ifle in endlefs peace : i- '?■ >. Then perch'd aloft, let all-afpiring France .v/ Fierce, on thy (hore,. with barbarous rage advances A 2 Let I '■»'!: '■", 'i'. Kii .-U C 4 3^ Let vain Iberia rear her threatening form, ' * ^^ And fvvcll with thundering threats the gathering ftorm; Let falfe Batavia plod in fricndfhip's cloak, -^'^ *P^^^^ And murder millions at an impious ftroke ; "^ -"1**""^^ Thy dauntlefs fbris, fecnre in union joined, ^ ytil'i' Shall bid defiance to the world combined. ;^^'^?A Now thro* the goat the fuii his chariot wheels, - ^.'" • ' And gilds, with orient beams, the fouthern fields, When, high above the rolling, ftarry height, V'*: HeavVs God, encircled with eternal light, ^V'i it v/ Down from the bright the pure ethereal fky*('*>^ *• j i • Bends, to creation's works, his iiwful eye; *4. ; * Thro* Heav'n's expanfion wide his glory fpread; v - Vaft tides of glory roll around his head ; "^'OX «^.,^'?^^^ Adrtiiring angels, bafking in the blaze,- ^^^^H-^''^*''^' Make HeJiv*n re-echo with eternal praife, ■-'^ ^^ ' 'J-; While, on his right, in milder pomp (lione forth,' '^^^•''' The bright effulgence of his offspring** w6rthj ■ t^'-'-^ Thro' all his face according virtues fliine, - .D v;l4I And gild with gentler rays the realms d!vin<*. 4^ -l^'^^ Thus high enthronM above all heavenly height^^^^.'^j^^l Thro*' the vaft univerfe he fends, his fight,. ;';j5ij.p I rsA Where i'lins on funs in fplendid order rife, i«^^« f^t>r| i' And pour 'refulgence thro^ the glitt'ring ikieSi f - Far o*er the reft in luftte Phoebus (hone, .. *- v . . Six vivid planets roll around his throne, 'f"?-!: '-H-h. . ; . Whichj fr6m his influence, all their vigour claim, And drink exiftence from his pregnant beam. " '; ^ 4 -i. * . The imrf / ^ 5 ] The Pow'r Supreme beholds, with hafty glance, ^*^ • Each flar that fparkles thro' the vaft expanfe y But when our earth falutes his awful eye, In fix'd attention hangs the thoughtful (ky j With tena'i od'V AVhole groaning ftntes are wrapt in ruin round, .A. Thick fcreams arife, wide carnage ftrews the ground'; While bellowing loud rolls on the hideous throng,. And flay whole myriads as they move along, A 3 WitL ft ^ I ■•>• ■ .J V. ■■■■ i hr \ Wit^ grief thfe Gddhcad VicwM Bcllona's irc, J r.. Involve frail mortak in the rage of fire, . , ;{w;:{ Then cafl a glance where Pruifia's mighty ICingi ,;'» Thro' all their rancour, borne on Virtue's wing, t j Afcends unconqucr'd, as the fearlefs (hip — • ^u . * Surmounts the fury of the thundering deep i , Dctermin'd Talour lightens in his eye, Unmix'd with oftentation's gaudy die: ,[■: Aroujld his head the beam of glory plays, And Virtue's felf feems brighter in the blaze, Whilft fwarming foes roll round the tott'ring ftate. And o'er his head appears impending fate ; Calm he prepares to brave their whirling tire, ,/ And ftands unmov'd collected in his ire; ,» . t Then lijce a tempeft rufliing on the foe, ,• :;/ He claims 4ue vengeance for his country's woe j ,t ,|lef6rc his fury all their legions yield, r *'• • ^** And hetap'd with carnage leave the Imoking field. When thus triumphant he repels their rage, And they, when vanquifli'd, ceafe the war to wage. In a£ls of peace, his mighty mind (bines forth. With all the luftre of a patriot's worth; -rr To fhield from, ruin an ungrateful land : ' - f Here treacherous Gaul with favage Indians join. And pour with fury on the Britifh line. Thefe dauntlefs heroes dare their utmoft might. And fearlefs toil thro* all the rage of fight : .A But whether wreaths,, their favage brows, adorn. Or beaten back they fly the victor's fcorn. Alike, deftruftion marks their dreadful way, it'cil* And helplefs infants fall a tender prey; * With loud applaufe their chief furveys the deed. And pays the villain with the fum decreed, r v: ? DegenVate France, now blufh to own thy guilty *v .Start back; in horrors at tlie blood thou'fl fpilt; Canft thou (pe tears bedew the widow's eyes, ^ T And hear the orphan's unremitting cries? /. *'il' Sec C 8 ] See all the woes that from thy crimes flioot forth,*"" And fill witli horror all the groaning eslrth ? Yet dare to meet that juft, that right'ous God, X Who waves in terror his tremendous rod. No — hide thy face, bid mountains tumble dowOf *^'' And veil thy vifage from his dreadful frown. shdT The God with grief beheld deftruftivc war i> .'i V Breathe wild confufion ihro* the world afar, W' High in his foul, foft tender pity rofe, 'ul . '■ '^Vf With care benign his heav'nly bofom glows. Then a bright cloud rolls round his awful head, And thus, to earth's Redeemer, mild he faid: jA: " Oh thou, my Son, didft quit the realms above,^ Led by the impulfe of eternal love, -. v-^ To mix thy eflence with degenerate earth, ^vM And, from mere mortals, draw a mortal birth. With meek fubmiiFion to refign thy breath And fall a prey to all-devouring death. ' - / Wide gapes the wound I all nature loft in night, tj Starts back in horror at the dreadful fight; ^i.., .-.O This didft thou do, that thus thou might affliage A The growing fervour of thy Father's rage, :^ ^ That heavenly vengeance, thus appeasM in thee, v«" Might fpare the fons of frail mortality : l ^ \ Then oh, ye faints, ye heav'ns, ye pow'rs diviie, Ye ftars, ye funs, ye worlds that round them fliine, Thro' vaft Immenfity your voices raife, vmh n-vzy And give to matchlefs love unbounded praife., i .rf A .i But C 9 ] But thou, oh man, rejoice o*er all the reft, Let this great truth for ever fill thy bread } ' t Let this great truth thy voice, thy thoughts employ/ Eternal fubje^ of eternal joy, How Heav*r i firft offspring quit the realms above, v Led by the impuLfe of eternal love, I! For thee partook of all the woes of earth, ^ From mortal parents drew a mortal birth t ; ► * Laid down his life, bade Judice have her vnjfiv^l ih And fnatch'd thee tott'ring from perdition's fca i ' : A Yet oh, my Son, behold this impious racfc, ' \(ti i\ Still, to tlyjir heav'f\ly fourcc, a dire difgrace ; i?f< oT Behold them Hill, in fpight of all thy care. Mean flaves to (in, to wrath, and foul defpair } See with what rage they feek each other's lifcy And, fir'd with frenzy, plunge in endlefs ftrife } See fome, on whom thy delegated fway, , "' .':* To guide the vuljjar to the realms of day, ! With luftre (hone, difdain the pow'r that's giv'n, i Aflume that great prerogative of Heaven . .'. To pardon lins, difpenfe with Nature's laws, 4t uH Obftru^l her motions, and o'er^-rule her caufe. Others, my Son, more impious ftill behold, ' WJio, in thy .name, purfue deftrudive gold, '"% Their i^ative lands, beneath thy femblance,. leave> A*nd diftaiit; nations, in thy name, enflave. As if this, pleafure, could to thee afford, {t i^ And raife.thy glory as it rais'd their hord : A id f'i % I Then I 10 3 rp Then why not now my gath'ring vengeance fly, In hifling lightnings, thro* the flaming flcy, At impious man ? who dares deftroy his race> 'fij i';^* And take confufion when I proferM peace j ^ bcjisi.s For hadfl: thou ne'er defcended from above, Ti^vt:tl Led by the impulfe of external love. Such was their texture, fuch their frame of mind. Such parts celeftial with terreftrial join'd, ' • ' As thro* life's maze might have infur'd their way, • • And fquare their deeds by virtue*s facred fway. -J'"- At my dread call flrfl moral inftin£l rofer ^j-.v';*'^ To fliield my precepts from external foes; > i^ - A watchful guide, who, never lull'd to reft, ,'-^*'' ' ' Secures each pafl'age to the human breaft \ >*'"^- •' •'' And whii a foe portends approaching harm, '■ Jn quick fenfations founds the loud alarm. ^ v^ - - Some ills there are, which human life annoy, Beneath the femblance of immediate joy, Thefe, moral inftin£l:*s watchful care, elude, ; And, cloth'd like virtues, on the mind intrude ; But reafon here exerts her ample fway, ' ^> ; And {hows deception in the face of day, ■ Dete r J- v> :(> o Who claims beft title to the aid of Hcav*ii; To whoqi thy wifti inclines this aid be given j For what tho* pride uiurps the human hearty . And fimple nature feels the blight of art; -- 'J Yet feme there are in virtue's charms array'd. As rofes fpring beneath the bramble's ^hade.'^:^J He fpoke, the Ikies in fix'd attention hungi / His awful voice thro' Heaven's recefles rung, *t? Earth's great Redeemer heaves a pitying figh. And thus addrefs'd the Sov'reign of the (ky. .;; O God, O Father, all thy anger's juft, . -^ n::I i' Great are the errors of thefe fons of duft, .» od \''r^ Many the crimes by which their guilty hands, - -*- Mifled by paffion, break thy dread commands: But thou, O Lord, whofe bouridlefs'eye can pierce The utmoft limits of the univerfe, - 1- - - - Canft fee that man, to err by nature prone, ■' ' Muft fall if left by Heav'n to ftand alone. ii^' ' Reafon, 'tis true, with moral inftin£l join'd, From.adverfc paffions might defend the mind, ■ Did thefe vile cheats, in virtue's femblance dreft. Ne'er win by foul furprize the human breaft ; Ere moral inftindl gives the loud alarm,'.,"" ii/- Or reafon's forces can have time to arm. 'u I ^;-. Then, O my Father, lA thy heav'nly hand ■-*! -i I Withhold thy vengeance from the guilty land/' ' ' * If for their ruin injur'd juftice call, .., - - Once more on me let all her fury fall; " /lI iloir.'/. *7 , : For C 13 ] i.-' 5Y , ■': t. rt, 'i '' ■ ^^ Ic": ng, -it! 1' > figh, . ;t iy. ;ii2 'iO ,■ ■■•.. v^' mds, '^^'^ atidS: can pierce he, «''••■ e. ■' ^!;' ■' nind, ■ ce dreft, saft i ^^'- > ?^ i f (^ f id ':'^;:.^ and, i For ^ 1 :f :l ft .) >tjy: For man, once more, will I refign my breath. And rife fuperior to the force of death ; Nor blame that love which prompts me to forego Rapture above for mifery below! Since men there are whofe virtues, heavenly bright, Might add new luftre to the realms of light. "^ * ' Britain, behold, around whofe facred ifle The brightefl deeds, the nobleft virtues fmile ; ' Here, the blefs'd lights I gave the human line, ' ' * Still with unfullied rays, refulgent (hine: * '^ " And fhc even now, the fword of vengeance dra'ws, From bafe corruption to defend my laws. "'^^''^ t»«^^* High on her cliffs fee freedom take her (land, And (how'r her bleflings o'er the fmiling land ; Aw'd by her frown fee monarchs learn to prove The joys reful^jng from a nation's love ; To own that kings arofe at Heaven's dread call, " All was not mai.e for one, but one for all.' This is the clime where virtue dares ari(e. And tempt, with bolder wing, the wond'ring Ikies ; Here op'ning confcience takes her utmoft fcope. Nor ftarts at king, at tyranny, or pope. - ,- ^ The fruits betray the foil from whence they ^ring, Behold the virtues of the Britifh king, *" «X-*'^ ''-^^ Free from deceit in him, at once, are join'd, A heart the gentleft with the nobleft mind. See God-like Pitt, whofe uncorrupted breaft. From boift'rous paflions, finds eternal reft'j r tMfxl^'li O: ;IO Calm •[ M 1 1 ;r ir?.- U Calm Is each movement of his mighty foul, ;^ ^,^ i By Reafon's influence held in ftridt controul^ In fteady circles all his thoughts rcyolve. Quick execution marks his juft refolve ; To Britain's glory all his motions tend. Prudence his guide, tranjquillity his end. Par o'er the reft behold that youth arife, Whofe tow'ring virtues emulate the flcies, : ; ; Whofe fwelling foul difdains an earthly frame, . And pants to flourifli in the fields of fame j ,., ; 'Behald him now the milder joys partake, .. . ; '■ \.^ ^ That, fofter paflions, in the foul awake, ..] , ; f.,,^, | Behold him. now upon the verge to prove , ,,,, j \: The purer raptures that refult from love ; r ; " Yet|;ive ^he word, bid fair Britannia call, He flies his promis'd blifs, he flies his all, Then dauntlefs ruflico to the dreadful flrife. And in his country's caufe refigns his life ! Merit like this (hould heav'nly wrath appeafe, ^ -, As night muft vanifli at the folar rays. . , Then, oh my Father, fliield this guiltlefs line, . And grant, to Britain's fons, thy aid divine: ,,. Grant but to thefe to fpread their conquefts far. And they, with juftice, will conclude the war. ^ So earth's Redeemer fpoke, while on his face Beam'd mild forgivenefs and eternal grace. Touch'd at his words his awful fire rejoin'd, Oh glorious ofl'spring of a glorious kind, • . Upheld f t 'AM . , ..r I J J ■-}■- i d iy,-. Upheld by thee, once more, this hnplefs race Shall tafte the bleflings of a lading peace: ^ "Wolfe (hall arife, cailM forth by my command. To lift, to glorious heights, his native land ; By him fliall France in boundlefs woe^^e hurlM, And leave, to Albion's king, the weflern world. But when his conqu'ring fword fliall end the ftrife. There mult this virtuous hero lofe his life; ''■- " There muft he fall that difcord then may ceafei And groaning n'ations tafte the fwcets of peace. For, know my fon, though this great man poflefs'd Each fhlning virtue that adorns the breaft, Tho* its my will that virtue ftill (hould live. And man be happy in the things I give, Yet, fo unfteady, are the wheels that roll ; The mazy engine of the human foul, ^ That Heav'h's defign they oft pervert belovr, And what is meant a blifs becomes a woe. So fhould this hero live to fee the hour - When vanquifli'd France mufc yield to Britifh pow*r. When ihe, o'erthrown, muft quit the weftern fhore, Britain victorious then would thirft for more ; Led by great Wolfe fhe'd crulh expiring Gaul, And plunge the groaning world in ruin all. But when her champion views his native flcies, ^ ' No more, to conqueft, ihall her hopes arife ; Content with glory, then, to end the war, ^^'-i- •* '• -^ At her command, (hall peace extend afar. C 2 Let -^ iJi: y ^- C i6 ] Let Raphael now forfake the realms of lights . r(; And, down to earth, dire£l his rapid flight} . i.,;}\ In Pitt's great mind the pond*rous thought infufe,. Swift as the falling of defcending dews, r,. *. ;f -;i That "Wolfe r^^e, of all the men who (!arc '. .• Provoke the fury of deftrudive war. Can boaft fuch high tranfcending pow*rs of mind,. As are proportion'd to tlie plan defign'd; .r'-i i He ceas'd to fpeak, when ftraight a fparkling cloud; Roli'd, round the facred hill, its glitt'ring fhroud, Wide, thro* the heay'niy regions* utmoft bound, ^, ' Millions of dazzling apgels fwarm around. Loud, with exalted fliouts, their voice they raife,, And fing to Nature's God etejrnal praifc. fff- | : ■: Then Raphael leaves the flaming realms of day, . , yi And, o'er the flarry pavement, .swings his way,, ^.r ' The fliining gates, at his approach, withdrew,, i y And all creation burfts upon his viewy > / Rang'd thro' the vaft expanfe that flames below,, : . {\ Millions of funs in dazzling order glow; ' .:>'\'/ Round each a circling fyflem takes its flight, > u ' ■'' And gilds the fparkling heav'ns with milder light.. Thro* thefe the angel wings his downward courfe. The whirling ether, yielding to his force, Around his head, in circling eddies, flies, h> !// . m And worlds roll backward as he cleaves the flcies : At length the welkin meets his rapid flight, u -.n f.': Where groans the north beneath a length'ning night, ^ . T ' ' i Where L [ 17 ] infufe, i; I f . r I 1 ('arc f mind,. JIng cloud: 1 fliroud, )Ound, ^; d, r. ey raife». : , >,.;.- :* -:- liiA 'day, ,:5V ; way,. •ew, , ;- telow,. f ■■,.'■'■'''■■ it. r light.. courfe. i ; fkies : ing night, Where Where purer flames, thro* all the region, burn, And life lies buried in a cryftal urn. He, fwift defccnding, fkims the frozen fea. And pafs'd the limits of returning day. O'er fair Britannia foon his pinions wove, "• Britain, the feat of piety and love ; ' v S'."i?.l Where, crown'd with wealth, bright induftry appcarg, Deck'd in the produtl of a thoufand years. Self-poisM in air, then he his paifage wings Where Thames abforbs his tributary fprings, Along his banks he darts to where the flood > ". Diffufes life thro' Windfor's (iicred woods. ;: 1 '^ Here tow'ring oakr, uprear their rev'rend forms, • And fliade his furface from furrounding ftorms ; *' With ample ftretch expand on either fide. And bloom refleifted on the filver tide. - , ' J When Britain's foes in horrid compadls join, i;"^ ' For her, thefe forells all their force combine. In countlefs fleets they o'er the ocean roll, ?' c i .' And, fraught with thunder, fhake the trembling pole. Along the Thames, from Windfor, Raphael flies, ' And, o'er extended London, cleaves the fkies. In whofe bright lap creation pours her flore, Luird, in his fplendid dome, to foft repofe. : ".fj; 7.1 * Then, iwift defcending, on the folar ray, .>vi.^i!' •/ He, thro' the glafly fubftance, finds his way ;• ' i^ ' For fubtle fpirits can, whene'er they pleafe. Dilate, contrail, and change their forms with eafe. But, wond'ring, here, his rolling orbs furvey I ' Bright freedom, offspring of the realms of day, |(| O'er hallow'd Chatham pour her heav'nly charms,. And fold him flumb'ring in her facred arms : Clofe by the fplendid couch {he takes her ftand, '■ And guards, her favourite chief, with anjcious handi Tranfparent lights her ftiining head infold, « >, ^ iv% Her limbs defcending flame in robes of gold,, - . j High o'er her terupies flow'ry wreathes entwin'd ; Yield floods of fragrance to the breathing wind ;•. j/ At his approach fhe rears her awful eyes, dT y/ ji'A And thus, with threat'ning voice, tremendous cries : Now hafte, thou bold intruder, hafle, difclofe h ■' Whether from heav'n thou com'ft to footh our woes, Or hell difgorg'd thee from her fiery den, . . . ; To wreak her torments on the fons of men r .,-.'■ h Then fly, proud rebel, fly, if fi;ch thou art, : :'• * Nor tempt, with guile, Pitt's uncorrupted heart. I-; 'i\ My C 19 1 My name is Freedom, heav'n firft gave me birth> And crown*d me emprefs of her favourite earth '^ All nature fmil'd, creation pour'd her (lore,, And fweet contentment flouriOi'd round the fliore : But hell, vj'ith envy, (aw my empire fpread, And burfl:, with fury,, on my guiklefs head ; • } Earth's impious fons (hook off my glorious reign^ And join'd, with barbarous rage, the hoftile train^ Swept in the torrent of furrounding hate. Till Britain's ifle difclos'd her calm retreat, j .. I fled, (he caught me in her flow'ry arms, ' c'; And fav'd me flying from impending harms ; ,^I She rais'd me drooping, re-efpous'd my caufe, ■ /. And crown'4 me emprefs of her facred laws»^ In peace Britannia long, without alloy, * Beneath my wings, had baflc'd in funs of joy. Had not foul fiends, inflam'd with jealous pain, ,'i Led all their forces to oppofe my reign j /v Bade difcord loud, bade bellowing fadion, roar, ..i And breathe diilentions thro* the groaning (hore: i^' But when, forme, great Pitt inarms arofe, f.;, Aw'd by his frown, fwift fled my num'rous foes ; ^\ At his command all nature feels my pow'rs, : i i And fpring for me unfolds her world of flow*rs, r; Then (hall not I prote£l his facred reft, And (hield, from tempting guile, his generous breaft } As he for me, fo I for him, will arm, And freedom peri(h ere he meets with harm. • -'i'l The -^' VJA* C 20 3 The goddefs fpoke j the lift'ning angel hears, A '^ And thus, with warbling voice, difpels her fears. ? Know, heav'nly maid, no furious fiend am I, ^ K'^ Like thee, defcended from the ftarry Iky, ^'^ I''^' At great Jehovah's unrevok'd command, *iU?' mli I come to raife this long dejedled land. *"' ' ' i/-^ God, from his throne, beheld, with rifmg care, --^ All nature funk beneath the woea of war ; ■. - ,i*- Then fent me hither, charg'd with high beheft, -' « To fill, with facred light, thy champion's breaft \ To tell that Wolfe, of all the men who dare > i^ 5 Provoke the fury of deftrutlive war, ' *« M^l I -it A. Alone can give the grand decifive blow, *; > And lay the fons of proud ambition lowi - Nor does thy champion lefs attention find. His image glows in each celeftial mind; 4 Taught by his virtues, we his deeds approve, And wond'ring view him from the realms above, - t But thou, at hand, canft view his inmofl foul. Survey the fprings that move, the 'thoughts that roll ; Then with the glorious fubjed): feaft my ncind. And fay what virtues are in Chatham join'd, J> 'v i^> For fuch, fair Freedom, is thy Champion's name, Ordain'd to gild the bright records of fame. Vl? .4 To whom, the mighty goddefs thus rejoin'd. t i O heav'nly angel, friend to human kind, ..,s ' : Yes, here at hand I view his inmofl foul, * : H Survey the fprings that move, the thoughts that roll, 5 H' I hear u,.\ C 21 ] •s, n "^ ■ fean. I, ^ i'^ ;tfj Britain's vidlorious and obtains redrefs: Pleas'd with the thought a fmile his face adorns. And in the rapture cf his foul he burns. Then, O Britannia, now thy work is done> With joy I follow my declining fun. And fmce, O God, thy all propitious ear Inclines, in pity, to my humble prayer. Well pleased I'll quit thfs world, at thy command'. While Britain refts fecure beneath thy hand. Serene he fpoke, when ftrait a fmile beam'd forth, Shot from the fullnefs of internal worth. ' The angel faw, but wondered much to find Thoughts fb exalted in a mortal mind, '-''''' Then faid, Arife, thy aid Britannia claims, ' Arife, forfake the dufky land of dreams; ' '■ God, from his throne, beheld thy gen'rous toil. He faw thee ftruggle for thy native foil ; * ' He faw, approved, then bid me wing my flight. To fill thy bofom with ccleflial light; \ To tell that Wolfe, of all the men who dare Provoke the fury of deflruftive war, • " T*^ -' • Alone f. /\ ■tti-i m^ eyes. lorn 3, , ■'»• :,'. .V I, ■ -t' .- . .. •'•.•■ ,t ■ . I ^ommand^ .11;: ' -iU 'd forth, iml ..vv- '4/:/' IS, toil. flight > tt > ■ J' dare ' ' ' Alone I 23 ] Alone can give the grand decifive blow, lifj'>"; And lay the fons of proud ambition low. • '{-, ' The angel fpoke, then wing'd his rapid way,. "1 And in a moment reach'd the realms of day. .\ Jufl then, from mighty Chatham, flcep withdrew. And all the parting luftre (Iruck his view j ^ : ^^ ,1J Loft in the light, he veils his dazzled eyes, * ^^J,^7 And fault'ring, thus in wild amazement cries. Good Heav'ns ! from whence did this bright form fpring forth, , , ^■._ .. ;,Vin. That, with fuch dazzling glory, fills the earth ; That bids me ftraight difplay my rifing might. And fend great Wolfe to guard his country's right ? *ris true, when reafon flumbers in the brain, i . That fancy wakes with all her bnfy train, That fhe our thoughts in ftrange confufion joins, And thofe we think on moft (he nioft combines. But fure this vifion had its birth above, \ >; ,: Sent, in the fulnefs of eternal love,"- ; - r To help the weaknefs of the human mind. Within the narrow bounds of fenfe confin'd. Yet fliould from fancy this delufivc dream Obtrude on me its vifionary frame, , j ,,^~,^^ No dire mifchance can thence accrue to me. Nor no misfortune, Britain, fpring to thee, Since mighty Wolfe has in himfelf combin'd ' A dauntlefs fpirit and a fpotlefs mind. T t f ^ ^ ■■C' iy:y_:4<.^.i-ir4'i-. ^ZHilJi i..:^vn He ii^,a C 24 ] He faid, then fwift, with anxious hade, arofe, ^^^'^ And o*er his frame, a glitt'ring garment, throws } Attentive fetvants wait his mild commands^ And crowd around with emulative hands; ''* '^ '^\ To them his fmiles a (acred joy afford, '-^ *^'^'' '''^^ He was at once their father and their lord. With rifing hopes he views the circling hours; A fhort repaft recalls his genial pow'rs ; He mounts his chariot^ darts along the ftreets. Arrives and enters at the palace gates. Attendant hands the op*ning doors unfold, ' ' ' Thro' rooms of ftate, emblaz'd with (hining gold. He moves along to where great George appears In all the graceful majefty of years. " "^ " ' * Bright in his foul, with more than charms divine, Mild temperance, truth, and kingly greatnefs ftiine. His hoary locks attentive reverence draw, ^' ' An Now may thy foul, in glorious flights, arife ; u| Great George on thee confers a chief command. Then hafte, fly hence, preferve thy native land : Launch all his terrors on the weilern coaft. And put a period to the Gallic boaft. Here timid caution long has rul'd the ftrife, And men, with lofs of honour, purchas'd life. & Here lord id fouls j by fordid views, impell'd, 'y' Mar r.ll the projedls that our council yield, : Tamifh the glory of the Britifh name, ' And fnatch her, tow'ring, from the heights of fame. But,. O my friend, I know thy foul contemns. Such vile inaction, fuch inglorious aims j t j / t know thy foul, with gen'rous ardour fraught, Matchlefs in vigour, and mature in thought, Will quafh the terror of proud difcord*s roar. If ought on earth can fave thy native fliore. The flatefman ceas'd, in rapture, Wolfe returns. While all his heart with brlght'ning glory burns, Pa 'I'^ien, ) I 3^ 1 . ■ Then, O my friend, the mighty Lord of heav'n^ At length, attention, to my pray*r, has giv'n i Long have I wifliM to rife in glorious arms, r . And fave my country from impending harms j . > Long have I wilh*d to fpread her enfigns far, . Or bravely perifh in the front of war. ' But if, O God, thou view'ft; me from above. Cool in the ardour of my country's love. On this vile head, in that difgraceful hour. Let all thy hate, let all thy vengeance pour ; Let Death's black hand eternal darknefs give, And when I ceafe to merit, ceafe to live- Yet fhould my foul, Britannia, fwerve from thee,, Should all a patriot's love be loft on me ; My country's woes mufl ftill their influence fpreadj And pity roufe to other virtues dead ; For fure that man who views, witli carelefs eye, Whole cities flaming, and whole nations die. Sees hufbands, widows, wives, and infants tofs'd. And all in one promifcuous ruin loft, Muft have a head more bafe, a heart more fell. Than thought can image, or than tongue can tell. But, O my friend, while Wolfe, at thy command,, Shall brave deftrudion in a foreign land. Let thy kind influence, thy impartial breath. Secure my fame from tarnifh worfe than death ; For men whofe fouls to fofter paflions yield, • And, from afar, furvey the dreadful field, By C 31 ] By quick conceptions, lay whole armies low. And, in a breath, difperfe the flying foe : Perhaps while I exert my utmoft might, Should fuccour'd France maintain the doubtful fight^ Thefe airy chiefs may blame my tardy hand. And breathe afperfions thro' the poifon'd land. But, (hould my friend oppofe foul flander*3 dart. My fame's fecure while virtue guides my heart. Give but the word, with chearfulnefs I fly To nobly conquer, or to bravely die. Then, hafte, my friend, the minifter rejoln'd. Hade, and difplay the virtues of thy mind, A£t right, adl juftly, fly where valour moves. And counfel'd reafon in her thought approves ; This (houldft thou do, high Heav'n fhall blefs thy toil,. And thou triumphant view thy native foil. . Then go, my friend, from all reflriclions freed,, A foul, like thine, ,can no reftri£lions need j ., , Go, and thy Pitt, ftill zealous, ftill the fame, With friendly care, will guard thy fpotlefs fame } And if fuccefs Ihall crown thy conqu'ring hand. He'll ring thy praifes thro' the joyful land. The ftatefman fpoke, the hero took his way. Where filial love commands a moment's ftay. Here, as he moves, his kindling foul, on flame, Swell'd by vaft hope, afpires to boundlefs fame ; Honour impels, his native fpirit warms, And all his bofom glows with fcenes of arms ; But .--f / C 32 ] But foon foft paflions fpread their wild alloy. And damp the fervour of his rifing joy. By Fancy's aid, before liis eyes, appears A widow 'd mother all diflblv'd in tears, From whom, his bofom, in his tender youth, Imbib'd the feeds of virtue, grace, and truth; From her had fate a kindly hufband torn. And all her blifs feem'd bury'd in his urn ; But Wolfe's khid hand her drooping fpirits cheers. And gilds, with comfort, her declining years, ': Difpels defpair, bids dawning hope_afcend. And proves a fon, a hufband, and a friend ! *■ j Not filial love alone commands his flay, ■ • '• Ties, more engaging far, obflrucl his way: ' Long had his foul, with-held from noify fame, For fair Conflantia felt a gen'rous flame, Her gentle breafl repays the faithful fire, ' • And both their bofoms gl6w with like defire ;"' ' Their parents all the guiltlefs flame approve, And fix the nuptial day to crown their love. Then how, O Wolfe, forfiike her heav'nly charms For horror, difcord, death and dire alarms ! Would not one fmile, one pure feraphic kifs Difpenfe more pleafure, more, extatic blifs, Than all the wealth that nations could beftow,,. Or all the laurels that adorn thy brow ? ^. When this reflexion darts with all its force, " \ The charms of glory fink beneath its courfe, Like C 33 ] Like fcatterM mlfls, they fly before his fight, And all his bofom yields to foft delight. But ftraight his foul reviews his country's woes> Again, with wrath, his kindling bofom glows> Glory and fame again enforce their laws. And thus his reafon vindicates their caufe. Bear up, my foul, diflblve this tender chain That links my wifties to my native plain j Should I, unmov'd, behold the barb'rous foe Plunge my lov'd native land in worlds of woe y 'Tis true, Conftantia, I might find in thee. All that kind gracious Heav'n could grant to me But then what flings of confcicnce mufl fucceed^ How muft my tarnifli'd reputation bleed ; Such flings, fuch flains as mufl my peace deflroyi r I And damp the current of my rifing joy. But if I fly at glory's dread command, And, crown'd with triumph, view my native land. Thro' all the earth fhall ring my mighty praife, . And confcious merit beautify my days. From fields of blood, in tranfport, I'll return,. And Hymen's flames with purer luflre burn. The hero fpoke, tumultuous pafTions ceafe. And all his boiling breafh fubfides to peace ; i v • Then he, with fpeed, the cleaving air divides. And gains his manfion with repeated flrides. His rifing hands, the yielding rapper, feize. It mounts, defcends, in quick vibrations plays, Sw »^ 1 :. ift \' I C 34 ] Swift from the door in rapid flights abounds^ Attacks, recoils, the hftllow brafs rcfounds ; Thro' all the dome the rattling thunder flies, And rends^ with gath'ring force, the trembling flciej. His fervants, here, the op'ning doors unclofe. The bounding hero, o'er the tlirefliold rofe, With placid fmiks, the ready care, repays. That light the manfion in a joyful blaze ; Then darts, along, infpir'd with eager hafte. To where his mother weeps her lord deceas'd. At his approach the matron ceas'd to mourn, And, loft in tranfport, meets her fon's return. Bent on his knees, her reverend hand he prefs'd, And thus the rapture of his foul exprefs'd. At length, at length, kind Heav'n approves my claim, Defcending angels wing my foul to fame ; Great George, on me, confers a high command^ He fends me hence to guard my native land; To launch his terrors on the weftern coaft» ' ' And put a period to the Gallic boaft. The nation calls, fhe rears her awful voice, . ' • No more, proud France, in feas of blood rejoice, ' Thy hate malign fliall, on thyfelf, recoil. Or Wolfe will perifti in the glorious toil. „ ' Then am I left, the mournful dame replies. While tears gufh copious from her ftreaming eyes, Then muft I fink beneath a load of grief. Nor thy once lenient hand beftow relief. . - ••. .- -... . ■.-.-.; ;A Ah! ■s C 35 ] Ah ! think, when I my fmiling infant prcft, And this fond bofom funk to give thee reft ; How, on tliy words, my foul delighted hung, "When dawning reafon warbled on thy tongue; I fee thy form, thy infant form I fee, In playful mood hang round thy mother's knee, Flufii'd at the fight, my glowing checks inclhie, And bend ambitious to unite with thine ! Then all my time rollM on in joyful eafc. For, then, thy dear loft father blcft my days; Yes, tliou, my Lord, couldft, all my cares, remove. And, footh my every grief, with tender love; But, thou, alas ! no more flialt chacc our woes. Cheer thy lovM oiTspving, or t!iy hiiplcfs fpoufc. No more, with hand inc'iilgcnt, precept kind, Dire6l our conduct, or improve our mind. No — thou are wrapt in Death's eternal fliade. And I a fad, deferted widow made ! Thy bones lie buried in the ruthlefs urn ; And I, deje£led, friendlef-i, left to mourn : ,;, For he, alone, whofe land coiiltl comfort give. For whom, alone, my foul could 'wl(h to live, Forfakes, for dlfcord,, this refin'tl rjtrcat, And headlong rufiies to the jaws of fate. Banlfli thy fears, reply'd the gcn'rous chief, O fpare my heart, be calm, compofe thy grief, 'TIs glory calls, llie lures me from afar, And bids me flouriili thro' the ranks of war. How t . C 3« ] tAui How much more jufl: to crufli my country's foes, Than waflc the bloom of life in foft rcpofe ; Should I, unmovM, fee countlefs numbers flain, And hear my country's woes cry, roufo, in vain. Sec hufl^ands, widows, wives, and infants tofs'd. And all, in one promifcuous ruin, loft j Ev'n thou, my mother, wouldft contemn, difown. And, flamp with infamy, thy daftard fon. . . But Cidm thy griefs, tho' I forfake thy fight. Still fliall thy bofom glow with foft delight j Still fliall my foul, tho' abfent, hither fpecd, And my beft wifhes hover round thy head; ' I' Still fluill my lenient hand thy woes afTuage, * And guard, with conftant care, thy helplefs age. But O fliould God my fword to conquefl wing, Should, from my eiforts, glorious triumphs fpring, What liigh renov/n fhall grace thy tow'ring boy, And, fill thy bofom, with a parent's joy. Yet, ftiould thy fon refign his fleeting breath, Should all my deeds be crown'd with glorious death ; Then let this juft refledinn comfort give, 'Tis better bravely diej than meanly live. One moment's glory, more true joys, can raife. Than ages wafted in difgraceful eafe ! So fpoke the chief — the mournful dame begun ; P ! may the hand of Heav'n prote£l my fon. All gracious God, do thou thy influence (bed, And fliield, \vith pitying care, his guiltlefs head. But C 37 ] Hut fincc thy cour.);^c tlarcs cL'fjnd the t!»ronc, And I am friendlcfs le/t to weep alone, Let honour guide thee ihro' ilie p.iths of f.imc, And virtue, licnv'nly virtue ilanip thy nrimc ; For ah I fliouKlfl thou, from this great rule, dep.irt, TInnk what fad pan-^^s nuid rend tliy mother's heart. Yet why thefe douhts, I'n) Aire tliou never wilt. Nor fcek, with eoluurings falfe, to liide tliy gu'lt^ I know thy bofom teems with fpotki"?. truth, I know the precepts that have form'd thy y utl*- I know too well the piitlis thy fatlier trod, To think that thou wilt quit his facred io"iJ, »??* Let not defl;ruc"iion mark thy dreadful cnurL-, ^., Let prudence temper and dirccl: thy forc<;j True coura^:;e flill with like attention fleers From brutal r;ii]mcfs and unmanly fe;irs. Tins will "not, dare not, Utn the pow'r that's pve.i, " And that deftroys the means b^ilowM by ILav'n, O think, when raging thro' the drcauful ftrife, Thy country claims an int'relt in tliy life; • • ,'' . Think how thy mother left in wecJs ij mourn, With wild impatience waits for thy return ., Hangs o'er her grave, in never ceifing y/vJ^ '-■ ■ And calls her lonu; Jofl fon to brin^ r.:Ij f, . ,. ' ' '■ But think, C thiiik, Hiould Hcav'* .'uy '^.M crH; in, Shouldft thou, my child, my only cliild, be fi..in, How I, with grief, defpair, and anTuiihj torn, Mufl fink unfriended to the fil:nt urn. '^ E * c: L 38 ] .Sighs choak'd her voice, the hero made reply, While the big tear flood trembling in his eyej * ' "Whether to me the blifs, once more, is giv*n, \ To view thy face is only known to Heav'n ; - But that my condu£l ne'er fhall merit blame, ' Or (lain thy vifage with a parent's fliame, ' Is mine to fay : — My foul fhall ne'er defcend, By grov'ling means, to gain a grov'ling end, X Catch the contagion of infetSiious times, * Or friends be call'd to palliate my crimes. Go then, my fon, the mournful dame rejoin'd, Then go fecure, while virtue guides thy mind, ^ May rieav'n thy deeds, with approbation, fee, And crown the hopes the world has form'd of thee : But canft thou take, perhaps, thy iafl adieu. And leave thy promls'd bride to weep for you, Canft thou, unmov'd, fee her to grief refign'd, Whofe once fweet converfe could unbend thy mind. O ceafe, forbid thefe melting words to roll. Nor damp the ardour of my rifing foul. Let her lov*d image, let ideas r^ft. That, ah, muft, now, be banifli'd from my bread. No more i — I flee, to certain conqueft run ; O ! may thy pious pray'rs, prote£t thy fon. He fpoke, then leaves his loud lamenting dome, Alas I for ever, leaves his native home. \ The mournful matron, fill'd with rifing grief, Beheld, with labouring breaft, the parting chief. Then, L L 39 ] Then faid, O Glory, what a fcene of woe Deft thou extort from wretches here below, What pahiful tributes at thy (lirine wc lay. To win tliy fmiles, the meteors of a day. She fpoke — meanwhile the gen'rous hero movea To feek the objedt of his faithful loves. Graceful (he fat, where, rang'd on either hand> The works of mighty bards in order (land, . j Studious with thefe flic foothes her gentle mind. And calls each trifling plcafure far behind; •;'• At Wolfe's approach flie bids her labour ceafe. And meets, with fond delight, his chafte embrace. Clofe by her fide the hero takes his (land. And, in his own, comprefsM her glowing hand, In vain fhe fmiles, with various paflions fraught, ; The pen five hero flood abforb'd in thought; Pent in his bread the mournful tidings lay, - ^ Nor could his fault'ring tongue afl^ord them way. ; The tender maid, opprefs*d with rifing woe. Beheld the fadd'ning gloom that wrapt his brow, • She faw the tumult ftruggling in his bread, ^^ And thus the anguifli of her foul exprefsM. .' . '■_ Say, O my Wolfe, O fay, what gloomy care Cads, o'er thy mournful brow, this penfive air, ' Say, what afHi(5lions in thy bofom roll. And what keen woe hangs heavy on thy foul, ; _ Or, docs a woe thy thoughtful foul impair. That thy once lov'd Condantia mud not (hare ; E 2 If /^ C 40 ] If! t If c*er (he provM unworthy of thy truft, ' '^ Then all this filence, this referve, is juft. v^^ '- * ' To whom th^ chief, be dill, thy thoughts compoff. While I, the burden of my foul, difclofe, Do thou engage that not a tear ftiall fall, ' • ' And I will tell,— thy Wolfe will tell thee all. From thy lov'd prefence I a while muil part. But only death fliall tear thee frcxni rhy heart. Deep rooted there fhalt thou, forever, reign, * ' '^.' '■ 'Till thy glad Wolfe fhall blefs thy arms again. Where rauft thou go ? the trembling maid replies, While fudden phrenzy fills her rolling eyes, . '|' Why, from my prefence, thus, wouldft thou depart ? Ah, do not rend, diftraft, torment my heart. • ' - ^ fay, declare, why muft thou hence be torn, < ■ • And muft Ij — ami, then, defpis'd, forlorn ! ';'l 1 go, my love, I go, at Glory's call, To crufli the rage of proud imperious Gaul, V ■'' My fame, my valour, to the world to prove, >• ' And make me worthy of Conflantia's love. !■ ?;• \ And wilt thou go, the mournful maid rcjoiuM^ And Is Conflantia to be left behind. Yes, for a time, the hero made reply, * , While the big tear Hood trembling in his eye. Yes, for a time, thy Wolfe from thee is torn, But calm thy griefs, Couftan::!.?, ceafe to mourn. My grateful hand fliall rccompcnfe thy pain, Should rleav*n reftors me to thy arras again, 't C 41 ] It is for thee my foul to fame afpires^ For thee my bofom glows with all its fires^ To crown our joys, our nuptial blifs refine. And prove me worthy of a hear,; lil'^e thine. * Fis not for me the paths of fame you tread, With languid voice, the mournful virgin faid. If fo, ev'n now, the vain purfuit give o'er, 'Twas but thy love I fought, I afk no more ; J Then come, O Wolfe, the thorny paths forego * That lead to glory, and that lead to woe ; _ . My ample fortune opulence (hall bring. For thee content fhall fpread her downy wing; Allur'd by her, why not, my Wolfe, retreat Far from t'le hurry of tumultuous ftate. No, no, my foul, replies the gen'rous chief, ^r I ne'er can tamely view my country's grief; God only knows, whil'^ thus from thee I part, What racking pangs now rend my bleeding heart ; How fondly fad my foul dill hangs on thee. How dear thy lov*d idea is to me ; ^^ But when my country calls aloud for aid. When lawlefs foes our facred rights invade. When ev'n our monarch bids me guard the throne, All private claims muft yield to this alone ; Thou wouldfl not have me quit the paths of fame. To fee me branded with a coward's name. No, Heav'n forbid, the mournful maid rejoin'd. While tears betray the anguiih of her mind, ' E 3 That C 42 ] That e'er my words fhould win thee to difgrace, »• Th* unfully'd honour of thy fpotlefs race 5 Then go, dear youth, ah, go, by fame impell'd, To purchafe glory in the dreadful field. May hov'ring angels all thy ftcps attend, And all the projedls of thy foul befriend ; ■ ■* *Tis true, my foul, thou'rt fiiendlefs left ta mourn. To weep neglcd:ed 'till thy Wolfe's return, Yet ceafe ye griefs, ye burfling woes relent, ,' If Wolfe be happy, why not I content? ,-• But ah, fhould he to ruthlefs death be giv'n ; . Oh I from the drea.lful thought defend me, Heav'n. Thus while flie fpoke, her fvvelling eyes o'crllow,- And all her.fcnfcs lie diflblv'd in woe. Torpid with grief the mournful hero flood,. A fudden horror flies thro' all his blood, v^ . . Love o'er his heart extends its flrong controul,. And fhakcs the purpofe of his mighty foul ; 'Till bleeding Britain bur Pes upon his fight ; And puts tiie crowd of blandifliments to flight. Then round her neck he flung his eager arms, Straln'd to his heart, her heaving bofom warms y, .', He fliow'is his kifles on her lifelefs face, / ' y/ And fends his flutt'ring foul with each embrace j. ' Her head dropi liitlefs on his panting breafl. While he the tumult of his foul exprefl. , O Fame ! O Glory ! where are now thy charms ? Come, fn:.tch n:e, tear me, from her heav'niy arms. y i; Ji" ' ■■ Come, C 43 3 Come, O Britannin, come, viclorlous France, And roufe my fcnfcs from this baneful trance. I go, my love, let not vain fears annoy, I only go to crown our future joy. Be calm, thy Wolfe -wnil foon, to thee, return, And thou forever, tl.cn, flialt ceafe to mourn, I go, my love, fure Heav'n fhall blefs the deed, The pray'rs of more than angels mufl: fucceed. He faid, and folds her in a laft embrace. Then flings diftradled from the mournful place; , In floods of grief the haplefs maid is drown'd, Breathlefs (he finks along the fadirnmg ground, Burfling, with fighs, flie then returns to light, She looks around, no Wolfe appears in fight, ^ All trembling, pale, again (he dies away, ., .^« > Again revives and meets deteflied day, ^ i, - A tear defcends, flie wipes it as it flows, Again (he fighs, and thus renews her woes. And art thou gone, ah ! cruel thus to flee, And leave in deep defpair a wretch like me, ,> Thou couldft not fure have lov'd fo pure, fo true, With fuch a fondnefs as I doat on you. . '- When genuine love, refiii'd by chafte defire, Subdues the brcafi: beneath its fpotlef; fire, .,., -- . AH ether paflions from the foul depart. It reigns unrival'd in the human heart, ■ But fure thou art to diiFrent views inelin'd. Tar other paflTiona fure incite thy mind, i i iuU For i: 44 j 1 ■ i For empty {hades to fly my profFer'd charms, And fling from mine to defolation's arms. But whither, phrenzy, whither wouldft thou lead The mifled judgment of an injur'd maid, Is it to brand, inflam'd with jealous fear, ' The man, with guilt, that reigns unrival'd here, * No— go, dear youth, obey thy monarch's will, And all thy aftions pleafe Conftantia ftill, - * Go, purchafe glory, ftill {hall {he approve, Tho* {he {hould pine with ill requitted love. But how, Conftantia, friendlefs, left alone, ' ■ How fpend thy time, thy dear companion gone ; Say wilt thou, glitt'ring, drefs'd hi bright brocades. Shine forth at balls, at midnight mafquerades, In fenfelefs mirth each keen reflexion drown'd. And loofe thy forrows in the joyful round ! No — fly not there, no more thy Wolfe {hall grace The trifling pleafures of the thoughtlefs race $ ' In fpite of mirth his dear idea 'd rife, ■}■• , And tears unwilling trickle from my eyes ; The crowd unpitying would d -ride my pain, \. ' For woes like mine compalTion feek in vain. ,-*^ ■' Conftantia, no — to rural fcenes return, F " / There weep his abfence, there in private mourn. There live reclufe, no more thy griefs con{in'd ; Fling loofe the burden that diftrads thy mind i Each fcene familiar here {hall bring to fight His image, once the fource of fond delight : • . ' . -.- - ^'"-"V. But /. .'•? <■' : [ 45 ] But ah, 'tis fure nil earthly things are vain, ^ That, once my pleafure, now becomes my pain* , > Here, as we've pafi'd along the filent grove, What tender fccnes have markM our riling love, ■* Then how his fmiles would breathe delight around, » Oh ! how his voice, my foul in raptures, drown'd ; He fpcaks — attention fteals thro' ev'ry limb, _ ,; And Nature's beauties all are loft in him ! Then with what joy, what boundlefs joy we'd fay, When months, like moments, feem'd to roll away, How fwlft, how fweet, the gliding moments move, When wing'd by pleafures that refult from love ! But rural charms no more my joy can raife,. He's gone who gave thefe charms the pow'r to pleafe. In vain I figh, in vain my tears may flow. No Wolfe is prefent to difpel my woe, ,^f Loft Nature all muft now appear to mourn, ' And rdeje The fpreading canVafs to the wind extends i Along the I'hames the lofty Veflels glide ' '^ To where the ocean meets his rufhing tide ( Then, fleering weftward, on the azure main, They cut the furface of the wat'ry plain, Whilll two long moons purfue their circling way, Boldly they fkim the wide capacious fea ; At length, to crown the hero with delight, The new-found continent appears in fight. .V.4 :;;.tf ;i- BOOK i: 47 ] BOOK THE SECOND. lOME raife, my Mufe, from deep deje£lion raifc Thy drooping head to fing a hero*s praife : No more let tears, no more let forrows, move, No more defcend in melting drains of love ; Raife high thy voice, expand thy numbers far, Sound the loud trumpet of tremendous war. But how, my foul, canfl thou prefume to dare To fing of battlesj all the rage of war ; Who never faw a marfhal'd army ft.ind ; Nor read the produ£l of another's hand ! ■ Then come, oh ! Mufe, whofe all-reviving breath Recals great a£tions from the realms of death : From Fame's high temple come my caufe to plead, A cafe uncommon, claims uncommon aid ! Tis true, that Homer, wrapt in endlefs night. His eye-balls darken'd and depriv'd cf fight. Could make the heav'ns re-echo to his lays, And earth grow vocal in his hero's praife. Thou too Britannia, Albion thou canlt boaft Milton, the Homer, of thy facrcd coall ; Tho' dark himfelf he breath'd refulgent light. And refcu'd others from the (hades of night ! ■ ■ - . Such [ 43 ] Such, heav'nly Mufc, have felt tliy pow'r divine, But, ah ! how diff'rcnt far their ft:ire from mine ! The Grecian bard liad long with care beheld The various ruins of the Trojan field ; Follow'd the windings of fcamnndcr's flood ; Saw where the bulwark rofe, the palace flood ; Invok'd Achilles, law the hero rife. And, in the dazzling luftre, loll his eyes And that great bard whofc all-pcrcelving eye , ^ c; Could pierce the deep recefit-s of the flcy ; Prefcnt the glories of the blef3'd abode j Explore the motives that dire£l a god ; Account for evils that attend our race, ' And blaze the triumphs of eternal grace; Had long eiijoy'd the fun's reviving rays. Thro' various regions wander'd various ways : ' : Where tow'ring Alps Italia's plains confine i Where flows the Oder and the rapid Rhine : ; Where France prefents her wide extended plain ; And where Iberia flclrts the rolling main : i With fearching eyes the youthful Poet ftray'd. Their culloms, manners, actions, all furvey'd ; The ufeful ftore to lofty views confign'd, , ft \' And lodg'd the burthen in his trufty mind. , ,;; For him had fcience all her influence fhed, ■ And twin'd her wreaths around his facred head : His rolling eyes to her fublimely foar, ^Till ftrain*d with gazing, they could gaze no more ! But f-> d: . more ! f:A C 49 ] But I alonci of all the num'rous tlirong, That mount in numbers, or defccnd in fong, Attempt to fooih, inflame, tranfport the heart, Unblefb'd by nature, and untaught by art ! Scarce had the bell of fenfe began to toll, Or dawnhig reafon open on my foul, When black difeafe, for ever, dimm'd my fight, And wrapt my fenfea in eternal night ; In vain, for mc, creation fpreads her charms $ In vain the fun the womb of nature warms; " In vain his dazzling luftre paints the ground: .' • Eternal davkncfs hovers all around ! ^ - . In her black dungeon dooms my mind to groan, And {huts the piths that lead to "Wifdom's throne. But when fome "circling years had wing'd their flight. And Reafon gliften'd with fuperior light ; Tliro' all my bread a third of knowledge rofe, ' *•■ And broke the tenor of my calm rcpofe; ■* '** In vain my foul then drove to force her way. To fu-im the oce.m of furrounding day, ■ • A blank unvaried meets her badled eye, While all around enjoy the chcarful fky. But Sound, thut goddcfs, whofe refidlefs charms, ' Can roufe v/hole nations into deeds of arms. Can fv/ell to mirth the heart by woe depred, ' '' And mck in forrow the cnraptur'd bread; " ' V/ho imperreptive flcims along the wind, ' ■■ And wafts indruOlons to the old and blind ! F With *.-if. 'iCf'j C 5^ ] J "With pity movM, to me afHllance brings, And bears creation on licr airy wings, The world's great fcene difplays, in cleared light, And draws all nature to my inward fight ! But chief, on thee, thou mighty Lord of all, v*"'-«i By whom all things have rofe, all things fhall fall ; Whofc Omniprefcnce fills remotefl fpace ; ' "Whofe eye can pierce, whofe comprchenfion trace i Evenis, paft, prefent, labouring yet for birth ; Who, with compaflion, views the woes of earth ; My foul imprifon'd calls aloud for rooom j .', d 'Tis thou, 3lone> that canft difpcl this gloom •, ■'TIS thou, alone, that canfl this voice infpire, h , And crown the fummit of my fond defire ! ! - ' O Sire of heav'n, thy facred influence fhedj May thy blefs'd Spirit hover round my head : * At thy command my foul relief fhall find, ^Z, . .. ' And funs unnumber'd burfl. upon my mind ! Should merc'lefs critics, whofe envenoni'd pow'rs, Zxtraft rank poifon from innoxious flow'rsj Deftrudtive war with this produdlion wag«, ,. \ Sure this r>efle£lion will difarm their rage, . , .^ That I, from whom this crude produc^lion fprings, Whofe genius gives thefe rapid numbers wings, , } Was, when an infant, robb'd of glorious fight, And helplefs buried in eternal night I .. .1 But tho* thefe orbs for ever ceafe to roll, \ Ai ,; They ihut not out the paflions of the fouli i-^.'.^-.V^ ,. . Like 1 ';'^i C 5' ] ^•/ Like fires confinM, they burn with fiercer flames. And fpur my hopes to more exalted aims. Far o'er the reft afcends my country's love, Abforb'd in this all meaner pafTions move | Tho' cruel fate forbids to rife in arms, Britannia's glory all my bofom warms ! My flutt'ring foul forfakes her gloomy ilrii, And flics triumpliant thro' the walks of men ! Afeends with thcfe who foariiig mount to fame. And raife the glory of the Britifti name. ' But chief, O Wolfe I for thee, my mufe afpires. For thee, my bofora glows with all her fires. For thee, my genius unappall'd by threats. Shall fearlefs utter what my heart dilates. By fate fecluded from the world's great ftage, Reftrain'd from party zissal, from fa£lious rage. Supreme, unaw'd, my d^untlefs mufe (hall fit. And daring truths fupply the place of wit. The blazing fun, thro* flaming Cancer, drove. And gilds, with orient light, the realms above; Wlien, on St. Laurence, Albion's navy glides, And, in a cloud of canvas, veils the tides. Aloft, in air, fublime the hero ftands. And cafts his eyes thro' all the neighb'ring lands. Where boundlefs forefts rear their rev'rend forms. And brave the fury of furrounding ftorms, «/~£: : High to the heav'ns with bold projeftions rife, ■'■'^ ^''■■ And lofe their fummits in the clouded ikies. F 2 ^ Nor v,) 'f !<.■ r » ■ ^'^■ ' ! -.n:. \i. r \ C 52 ] Nor thefe, alone, with graceful charms are found, To fwell the fplendors of the profpe£l round ; Bright, to the view, in gay luxuriant pride, ; / Vaft plains unbounded fkirt the rolling tide i ' ' - Where Nature's hand Ipontaneous pours arou.-d A world of fweets o'er all the fmiling ground. Here gentle hills, with funny brows, are feen ; There warbling dales, and groves of lively green ; Here a fmooth vale, foft varying, fmiles below j j Vaft rocks there rife, and tumbling waters flow ^ r While their huge monarch, with m^ijeftic mien, ' Rolls (lowly on, and crowns the glorious fccne. Amid tliofe charms that Nature's fmiles impart. With no lefs luftre blaze the works of art ; .. ; >. • Rear'd with brigh': front high o'er the tolling tide. Towns, temples, cities, grac'd his rev'read fide : For long proud Gaul had toil'd with ceafclefs care To raife a crowd of dazzling ftru£lures there. Far o'er the reft Quebec in luftre fhone, . , * . i Sublimely feated on a rocky throne ; ; ' ». ;^ • ' *» Glorious ftiG mounts thro* proftrate tempcfts borne, And on the world beneath looks down with fcorn ! All Nature here in all her pow'rs arofe ,, v.' '''■;'' To guard this city from infulting foes ; t ; : On ev'ry fide ihe flung a wat'ry mound, -n^ - . . Or rear'd a wall of threat'ning rocks around. V • Full on the fouth, with waves expanded wide, ! ■ The vaft St. Laurence loiU his pond'rous tide -, S; ' i • ' Round I 'I tv . H • ^ 9 ■;1 ^■.^ zn } II . ^X P| 9 ll VJ : \ ^ , fl '> ^1 k r>'\\ ■ m. 1 ■' •f).n:^i'iT .■»■>! . .£ . J L S3 1 Round the north-caft a lefier river flows, And in the mightier ftream its torrent throws ; While with bold front and hugely towering pride. The far ftretch'd fteep protedls the weftern fide. Nor lefs great Art difplays her bound iefs pow'rs. To guard the fplendors of her glittering tow'ra : High on the ulmoft fummit of the fteep, » A huge enormous fort o*erlooks the deep, "Wide on all fides flie holds her thunders forth To belch deflruftion o*er the trembling earth, preadful fiie bends her threatening brow below ; And feoffs the fury of the daring foe ! Down from each fide, along the fteep afcent, ** ' ^'- - Tremenclous guns with threatening throats are bent, ' There, thro* dark rocks, yawn forth for human blood| ' And point their fury at the nether flood ! Below two baftions flank the harbour's jaws, O'erlook the circling tide, and guard her laws ! ^ Advance their dreadful inftruments of woe,i - - <- To flafli the fiery torrent on the foe ! v-«mv^v m-^- f Thus for Quebec all art and nature arm, « - ■'• '» And rocks, forts, rivers fhield the town from harm ! Not far from hence, amid the mightier flood, *>''.;.« Fair Orleans' ifle with flow'ry afpedl ftood, 'T Thick on whofe verge gay fragrant blooms abound. That deck the waters which infold it round ; Full on the weft the parting waves divide, • And in c.ofe channels wheel on eitlier fide ; ; ii *.' 1; ^K■• '- r 3 Tlien C 54 ] -^ « Then on the eaft unite their ftreams again, * ' ^r And like an ocean roll to meet the main ! ;. \,;.\ Hither it was, with fierce impetuous force, , -ji/.Vv' That Albion's fleets firft bent their threat'ning courfe," *Twas here her fliips firft touch*d the hoftUe ftrand, And brought the terrors of the war to land. f Recount, O Mufe I what (liips approach'd the coafl, What mighty heroes led the Britifh hoft, ^ -« jvm What num'rous nations rofe in glorious arms ; ,, ^ / To refcue Britain from impending harms. Firft, the huge Neptune, o'er the wat'ry roar, » . ; j Darts her enormous bulk, and gains the Ihorc ; . ;, Tow'ring on high flie rears her awful form, .. , , ,, i Props the incumbent clouds — defies the dorm; . , ' Her fwelling fails expanded catch the wind. And half the river rolls a wake behind ! ..u ; ,, ,•. Her pond'rous fides ftupendous rife to fight ; Three fpacious decks divide the lofty height, Each deck, witji num'rous mouths, expanded wide. Yawns, with dread horror, o'er the rolling tide j Wide guns, thro' thefe, their gaping throats advance, And, with deftrudlion, threat the fons of France. Clofe, where the Neptune leads the pouring war, TJnnumber'd iViils, of following fliips, appear. Thrice fix t^oU on of huge enormous fize, . ■, Two tierr, of guns in each progreffive rife ; v ,< ' Thefe their vaft mouths, thro' dreadful op'nings, fpread. And labouring feem with worlds of future dead. > ' Around r [55 V Around, where thefe ftupendous piles afcend, • '^-. Vaft fwarming (hoals of lefler barks attend ; ' Some fraught with flour, or, wine's enliv'ning ftorc ; ' And fome with vet'rans from Britannia's fliore ; r. 1 Throng'd o'er the deep, on ev'ry fide, they pour,. >' ' As flies defcending with the vernal (how'r, /. Wide o'er a lake their fwarming legions fpread, > v And hide its furface in a flutt'ring fhade. ?: f-'yiUr;. 'if' in three divifions rank'd the fleets appear ; ' ' There rules the mighty Holmts ; and Dura! here. The third defcends beneath that chief's command. Who rules, with boundlefs fway, the wat'ry band -, This was a chief of high exalted fame, > And great and god-like Saunders was his name, ' Saunders ! who, dauntlefs, thund'ring fierce in war, By active valour, flruck the world with fear ; ' , Who, thro' the frowns of minifterial laws, ^'-i :''■ Oft rufli'd to glory in his fov'rcign's caufe ; ;. Burft thro' all dangers; countlefs wonders wrought; And fav'd his country by the glorious fault ! ■ . i Moor'd, near bright Orleans, on the fouthern fide. Now thefe vaft fleets, in crowds, at anchor ride : Then from their decks, in countlefs numbers, pour. Their vet'ran armies on the trembling fhore ! Thund'ring, for joy, o'er all the beach, they throng, And fliout, with tranfport, as they mov<. „.ong ! Pirft. in the front of all this pouring train. Old England's oflspring trod the hoftilc plain. From )1k .' f'i o From where the Thames expands his filver tide, And towering forefts grace his Tev'rend fide I From where the Severn darts to meet the main, Like rapid lightning thro* the wondering plain ! From where the Humber rolls his pond'rous way, And fwells, with num'rous ftreams, the German fea ! From where the Tweed expands her wat*ry ftore ! And marks the limits of the northern fhoref " i ^-i---^' From all tliefe ftreams, from all her realms afar ' ' Pouring, (lie teems her num'rous fons to war. - ^ ' And, now, the firft of all the threat'ning hoft, » Sternly ferene they tread the trembling coaft;'^' Clofe in the rear Hibernia's fons advance, For their lov'd caufe eternal foes to France! ■ ••' Uibernia, wlio, with kind fraternal hand, -• Still guards tlie honour of her fifier land. J Oh thou lov'd fliore ! thou dear enchanting ifle [ ^ Where endlefs peace, and truth, and freedom fmile ! Fain would my mufe htr loftier flights reftrain To fing the charms of thy delightful plain; j ^ '/'i* Thy facred plain ! where Heav'n all bounteous pours Noup-Iit elfe but fweets, and worlds of fmiling flow'rs. No hungry lions, here, with hideous roar, .^'^ H'ii E'er bound tremendous o'er the trembling fhore ! '^ No wolves, no bears, no tigers, range the wov^d 5 '' Or grind their jaws that thirft for human blood ! Here, no huge ferpents, curling, wreath'd on high, With pois'nous hifs enilame the tainted iky i - *--i No r i< iifi.. )il> V V .^ - I \ v. 1 woiA. ' >. i ,■ r fea! v< pours v'rs. ,r ■ J,.-'.' I-. iHiV ig^^i V^ '/i. .f-fk! r* un No C 57 ] No fnakes, no toads, no adders, panting round, "With treach*rous venom, fill the fubtile ground I God (heds his influence o'er the fmiling land, ^ And all things noxious {brink beneath his hand ! When hither brought they languifh, gafp, and die And own the prefence of a purer fky ! -i i Here lonely babes may rife at early dawn, ' And tread with fteps fecure the dewy lawn : In peaceful forefts brave the midnight air j Nor drqad the fury of the prowling bear V Her dajntlefs fons, exempt from fraud, from guile, As is, from noxious deaths, her gen*rou8 foil* By Albion long, with iron fceptre, fway*d. Saw all her rights contemn'd, her laws betrayed ; v^. I Her commerce ftifled, and her arts oppreft, ,.*.;•- ..'y\ Her friends negle !;• » gs At length, oh 1 H',*av'n, at thy all mild command. The joyful time roils o'er this fmiling land, * > Whenthefe great fotis Hiould burft their galling chain. And bravely free her facred rights again. , x i>. ..i . w. Now do we fee thefe guardians of the laws, , : Step nobly forward in their country's caufe ; , . •.- Now do we fee them, ftrm in glory, all, • ; : .. Unlur'd by gold, by aught but Freedom's call. Sternly ferene contemn Oppreflion's frown, : ' And awe^ by threats, their haughty tyrants down j While the vail world, in wonder mix'd witli fears* Sounds forth the praife of 'Erna's volunteers I •« .? • . ,' , . ' Now, ii 1 »<*•- V*r C 58 ]' - j* Now, at their call, the Arts reviving fpring, And fmiling Commerce waves her golden wing : Now joyful Freedom hears their loud command, *^'* And pours her boundlefs treafures o*er the land, »^ h t/v Scar'd at their frown bafe v/iles and fraudful guile And mean diflcnfions fly the peaceful ifle ! Blind zeal, no more, purfues her barb'rous end, No more enrag'd, religious fe£ls contend. • -i- Wretches, no more, with trembling terror fhrink, -^ Becaufe they think not as their fov'reigns think. ^ "*'> ^• But advcrfe parties lofe their thirft of blood, ^^^'^ '^-^- <\ i V M h J"fi? And join their efforts for the public good I But tho* h'=r foul abhorrM the Britifli laws, She rifes glorious in her fov*reign*s caufe : ' She> when (lie faw his keen avenging arms. Towards Quebec direcH: their dire alarms, Nobly fprang forth to (hare her numerous fears, And bravely conquer in Britannia's wars. The Liffey, now, whofe wild meanders ftray Thro' many a tradl;, by many a winding way j The rapid Ban ; the Suir whofe waves expand With num'rous ftreams, and water half the land j The Shannon, monarch of the wat'ry train. Who, like an ocean, rolls to feek the main ; All pour their crowds to purchafe high renown. And guard the honour of the Britifli crown. ' Beneath great Wolfe the fifter kingdoms ftand, A clofe, connected, firm, united band. ' '^ -* '■ I \ 1 1 i'i 1 '7r' In C 59 3 In order, next, the Highlanders appear, Wliofc ev'ry nerve feems ftrung for glorious war: Thcfe hardy troops, on lofty mountains, bred, it' Where tow'ring Grampus rears his rev'rend head ; Where filver Dec purfucs her rapid way, And fpncious lakes fupply the rolling Tay ; From where the Forth's defcending waves expand, To wlicre the ocean bounds the northern land j ILul learn'd, in toil, to brave the fierce extremes, Of Winter*s cold, and Summer's fultry beams; Train'd to fatigue, thus train'd by ceafelefs pain, '< From ftubborn rocks to fetch the fcanty grain, ^ ; Bold, undifmay'd, tliey joyful pour from far To fcek from toil a kind relief in war. And, now, aloft with threat'ning front they fland, A grim, terrific, fternly frowning band. « . r- Ruis'd, in their hands, huge blades enormous threat. Keen arc their edges, pond'rous is their weight j With thcfe they dreadful mow whole armies down. And pierce the bulwarks of each hoftile town : Their varying plaids, with curious art defign'd, , In graceful folds, redundant float behind, • -. . Thefe a^v'rings loofc, defcending from .above. Give ev'ry vig'rous mufcle room to move. To thefe fucceeds the bold provincial hoft, Whofe wrongs firfl: rous'd Britannia's injur'd coafl j Inflam'd with rage, they quit their native plain. To claim due vengeance for their kindred flain, 1 Their Their fpacious plain, whofe vaft expanfe, furveys. From where bright Phoebus flioots his downward rays. To where the ocean groans in icy chains, And night, thro' half the year, unrival'd reigns : Difportive Nature, o'er this boundlefs fliore, '^ With lavifli hand, profufely pours her ftoi^ ; '^ Here all the plants, the fruits, the flow'rs are found. That grace the climes of all the world around } Here endlefs ftreams, thro' endlefs regions, glide. And fwell the ocean with her ceafclefs tide. * • -" The ftream that laves the Philadelphian walls, • The Mohawk, dreadful in her thund'ring falls, '.- The bold Conne<5licut, the Hudfon wide, -^ » • * And Miflinippi's vaft capacious tide, ^ ' Thefe, fee their banks difpeopl'd, as they flow, And fend their heroes forth to meiet the foe. High, o'er the reft, advance the grenadiers. Glorious aloft their tow'ring front appears, ^•' Their brawny bulks difclofe fuperior might, And all their vig'rous limbs fcem ftrong f6r fight ! Stupendous caps, furround their bending brows. That bid defi.mce to the rage of blows } < t.-' .#f c ^* From LouHburg this dauntlefs legion came, ^•'- ' ^ Where Wolfe immortal rais'd his glorious name ; Here, vanquHh'd France fubdu'd beneath his hand. In dire difperfion, fled the conquered land. ^ v By Nova Scotia's coaft extends the if] -, .,j ^'' V ', Her rocks are lofty, ftubborn is her foil; ■1; 1^ u ^ '■■^-• , '^ if Jl'JY [ «I ] \ •I » T 1 Her fpaciv^u8 harbour, fpreads a wide cxpanfc, The once fure refuge of the ions of France, But conquered, now, deferts the Gallic caufe, And rolls her tides beneath Britannic laws ! "'" Thus dreadful pouring on the thund'ring coaft, ' ^* ^ In various bodies, moves the num'rous hod. ^v-/- Each huge battalion owns her martial lord, ^^''' ' Who waves, with high controul, his threatening fword ! ■ ^*^*5? '■iif ; » ' '•♦ Chiefs, lefs fuprcme, confefs his dread command. And march, in lefler troops, the numerous band. llecount, O Mufe ! each mighty hero's name. That rofe fuperior in this lift of fame : Great Monclon, next to Wolfe, immortal (lands, Who free'd from rapine Nova Scotia's lands, ' ' < ' Who fcreen'd that country from impending harms. And taught proud France the force of Britilh arms I Townfliend, whofe God-like anions all proclaim. The glorious trophies of his future fame, HighHeav'n has doom'd that when great Wolfe flial His miitchlefs arm fliall crufli the pride of Gaul! * That then that arm, ftretch'd forth in Albion's caufe ^ Shall rule Hibernia with deferv'd applaufe ! Laft, on the field, afpiring Murray came, Jif^'''^- Of all the chiefs, that bear a Gen'ral's name. : " To him, the brave, the dauntlefs Howe, fucceeds, Tho' laft in rankj not laft in glorious deeds ! G Immortal Immortal Howe ! whofe comprehenfive mind, ^I ' With dauntlefft valour, boundlefs virtue join'd. Who plann'd with judgment, as he bravely fought, Jn war courag'ous, and fedate in thought ! ri*. To future times his glorious a^ion& known, '. ^n '' Shall raife the honour of his Sovereign's throne, o , Pour HeavVs juH: vengeance on rebellious crime6. And be the fubjeft of fucceeding rhymes, i T,.' With him the gallant Carl'ton takes his (land, With equal merit, and with like command* ♦ J i •/ Led by thefe heroes roll the Britifli hoft, ' 1 \ Like a vaft deluge on the thund'ring coaft. . , ,1 Tall groves of mulkets, from their front, they rear, Forefts of bayonets cleave the yielding air, >, . That, from the tubes projected, upwards rife, - i • And burni^*d glitter thro' the dazzling ikies ! ^ , Full in the ran, high o'er their threatening head. In many ft fold,, their bla^iijg ftandards fpread. Glorious aloft tliey wave, in air, unfurl'd, o,<, ^ r* { And ftrike wide terror thro' the trembling world ! Bright on the furface .of their broad expanfe. In ftrowmng gold, two.threat.'ning foes advance, . A lion rampant foanas, v/ith fury, there, .^ s^ [ He grinds his teeth, his fiery eye-balls glare, . ;r Darting he feems. While here an unicorn, j- With rage opponent, waves his fingle horn ; V ; ■ Emblaz'd with gems a crown fufpended lies, < ^'i While the fierce foes contending lofe the prize !' -• ., ' The I 6i 1' The Britifh army thus, in bright atray, With joyful iboutS) purfue their thundering way ; •• ^ Wide, o*er the land, their pouring legions fprtad, "^ ^* And groaning earth iie-echocs a« they tread. ^^^ So when mild Spring calls forth her vernal fl| Nor lefs this province, rous'd at Glory's call, * ':j:;'' * Pours forth her fons to fwell the hoft of Gaul : 'i ' > ' What tho' their hills, in vines, eternal glow, » •'^=^ ^ What tho' their plains, with flow'rets, fmile below, G 2 What H\.f ' J- 1, \ IMAGE EVALUATION TEST TARGET (MT-3) 1 ^ e 1.0 I.I 11.25 If i^ IIIM ^ m H: i;£ 110 Wilt. 1.4 1 1.6 'n 'W 0% 'S /a /A '^ '/ Photographic Sciences Cx)rporation 23 WEST MAIN STREET WEBSTER, N.Y. 14580 (716) 872-4503 »? A,. ^^ L6> ^ ^ K \ 5^ L- ^4 ] ,\\ l\>.- What tho* their wines, in endlefs (lores, abound, And bear the palm thro' all the world around I f;;!"^ They fly thefe treafures, draw their impious fwords,, ^^ And brave the fury of their former lords ; , bi^ 4' For Britain, wafted o'er th6 circling main, > "' ^ H Long rul'd, with boundlefs fway, thgir fruitful plain,. From hence, thro' Gaul, oft led her conqu'ring bands>. And on the brink of luin plung'd her lands. , c/j ijiih But while loud difcord fliook their Britifii lord,. 'liA They bafely baw'd beneath the Gallic fword. Ifo i toA To thefe Gafcoigoc unites her furious train^ til r >i^* As \xi their guilt,, companions in their pain v ^ ^/^^i i On lofty rocks, in vain, their cities ftand^ .i^xhmp^y^ In vain, their Poi£liers fpreads her wide command^ ^ Where gallant Edward won the glortous field,. ,;D 'ur And taught that numbers muil to valour yield.j^>v:v^( In vain their haughty^ proud, imperious boaft, ; a T They come to perifli. on a foreign, coaft 1 _ ^ ' , * From* Wolfe's dread hand to feel the vengeance juft>, And all their vanity to lay in duft i '^i^i tn', , i; With haughty mien the Roufillons advance,, kv ^u'X Iberians fubjp£l to the laws of France v ^ '*" * CI Taught where their heads, the Pyrenees, difclofe. Beneath the burden of eternal fnows, . , Thro* dreary wilds, with a£live limbs, to fweep, * And mount o'er piles of ice the threat'ning fteep p ;V They come confiding in fiiperior might, 3yi;ri.^V To meet their fate on Quebec's tow'ring height. ^ T» To thefe Lofair unites her num'rous band. Like thefe to perift on a foreign land I Canada fees the gath*ring tumult far,. And all her fons pours forth to meet the war. All ages rous*d, obey the dire alarmS) And countlefs nations thundering rufii to arms^ In fwarms the Indians leave their teeming woods, . Their lofty mountains, and their boundlefs floods i j With hideous yells they pour along the fliore, 4 And lick their horrid jaws that thirft for gore. T Thefe, all colledled, join the hoft of Gaul, .1 Bent to preferve the town, or bravely fall. ^^ Montcalm terrific rears his awful form, . .y^^ And leads the fury of this gath'ring {lorm ; Not heav*n's dread frown could e*er hi's rage controul. Nor heirs grim horrors fright his daring foul j No fears, no toils, could fliake.his dauntlefs mind * No laws could limit, no reftri£lions bind ; / No widow's tears to him remorfe impart, Nor tender pity melt his callous heart ; Long, with fierce rage, his vile rapacious hands Had hurl'd deftruction on Britannia's lands. Long had ihe funk beneath his barb'rous force. And piles of flaughter marked his dteadful couife ; But Wolfe's dread terrors>^ now, for vengeance ca|l. And thott art dbom'd, prefumpt'ous 6hief, to fall. ^ Vaudrueil advancing next, in high command, i With ampler virtues, takes his nobler (land : ,^;.i -i ' ' G 3 ' He, r tf(ii\ mm ■M C 66 ] He, too, ill fight, muft yield his fleeting breath^ f^^" And fink, all glorious, in the arms of d^ath^ '^. To iland fecloded from the dire event. * Led by thefe chiefs thus roli'd the Gallic hoft,. '• Confusedly pouring o'er the thund'ring c6aft : * * ?! f Dreadful they here colleft, in threatening pride, iV*^" Their motley terrors o'er the rolling tide; V i Half-naked Indians there with hideous meln, .".' Here the gay Gauls in dazzling, robes are feen, i - 1 There horrid yells, here fhouts perplex the ftrand^ .' And alt in motion feems the quiv'ring land.. So when fierce Boreas, from the boiU'rous north, ! Rolls clouds on clouds widfe jumbling o*er the earthy In throngs the jarring elements arc driv'n, .i i With dire combuftion> thro' the vault of beav'n, In one huge mafs, earth,, fire, air, water, hurl'd,. . ". To burll in thunders on< the trembling world I i : > Thrice had the fun dkirnal rx)ird away^ .' j i And dawning Oiows the fourth revolvii^ day", --J^ Since firft this fleet approached the hoftile foil, 5: J. And "Wolfe had difembark'd on Orleans' iflej \/ When, eharg'd with care, he gives the mighty word^ And bids his chiefs attend the cpuncil-board ; •'' r ■• A Each leader hears his gen'ral's dread command^ -. s'T And ^uits the quarters of his vet'ran band •>, iVH' . y kJ In IMiniiliiiiiJaJa^™'- '^'' ' ••■"■"'' c and maybe prone to err j To you will I my inmoft thoughts reveal. And not a proje6b of my foul conceal. There lies the town, the town flupendous lids. Wrapt in the bulwark of the circling fkies. Glorious aloft fife mounts thro' ppper aiiy Far o'er the fury, of unequal war;. *f' . . . i . '*. i rV>-- r) While C 68 } While there Mdntcalm colleds his nurn'rons hoft^ .1 And guards each entrance to the frightful^ceaft, Woods, riverSj mountains,- wrap the hero round,, '^ And Nature's works fecure the dreadful ground. But yet, my friends, we muft their pow*r annoy, « ■ We mud, nay will, the Gallic pow*r deftroy ; ;„ Honour commands, my country's will requires^ |:t^ And {he (hall triumph> or her Wolfe expires ! '?tiW But firft, ye chiefs, companions of my care> ' *iI>W The juft fuggcftions of your foul& declare^ ^ bUij/' Whether 'tis better bravely ftorm the rocic,. 't'i.'M Or, give the Gallic camp^ one furious (hock r huf. Should we elude their gen'ral's watchful fight, ^l And undifeover'd mount yon tow*ring height, Tis true our cannon niight the town command^ And range triumphant thro' the fubje£t land : But ihould that hero pierce our deep defign, And thund'ring, from the fteep, repulfe our line^ Then from aloft the fiery temped tofs'd,, In one vaft ruin muft confound our hoft;; ira tilT Whilft ftaughter'd v/e muft fee them fenc'd on high^ Nor have the glorious comfort brave to die! in^k.W But e'en fliould we aloft our ftandards rear, " ,' ' Would not the brave Montcalm op^ofe us there ? h Defeated then what ufage could, we find, _ .u.,r Fierce foes in front, a precipice behind, ^i,' i;-/ TA But fhould we bravely on their trenclies fall, r^<-^'T Or dauntlefs, in liis camp, attack the Gaul, v/^ -^ W^}^ -' ■ • '■■^■■' ''-'': ■ OvLt I It. » » *ff{ L ^^ r\ Our fleets will then fecure a fafe retreat, tV^^^ -^^ Tho* all our legions meet a dire defeat: But if victorious we their lines overthrow, ^^^^I'f' »' And from yon threat*ning poft diflodge the foe, '^'^ Difpers*d in woods they*U far from hence retire, '"*^ And leave the townexposM to. aH our firet >/ ♦• -' *'^ Flufh'd with fuccefs our troops> will dangers Icorn^ .^P Thro* rocks, thro* rivers, (hall their rage be borne. Thundering aloft they'll urge dieir glorious courfe, «^ ^ And Quebec fall in. ipite of all her force \ •'-' This is the fchemc, my friends, I would purfue, '^ Thia I Ihall follow,^ if approved by youij - i • '^^ Tis this alone can laife the Btitifli name, crrt^t oO. And crown our efforts with eternal fame! f^ ' «»^- Yet (hould thcMr camp our titmoft force defy, * f^- The more advent'rous fcheme we then may try, ^ For gen'rals (hould, my friends, with cautious care. Curb the wild fury of deflrudlive warj .....>.,.: Preferve their foldier^, while they guard the (tate, ■ -' Nor rufli on defp'rate^ means *till urg*d by fate» . '- A He fpake, the crowd with rapture all took fire, s ' The glorious projeft all at once admire;, . j All cry, approved, kad on, attack the foe, -i r- C Do thou but lead, and we with tranfport go !' ' I But thus his words again attention claim,. ,/- . .>!.,);> And calm'd the fervour of their kindling flame With rapture I behold this god-like fire, -: - . O! may fuch ardour all, your deeds irifpire ! ' ' Bui E 70 ] . But ftay, my friends, attend to cautious care^ ^^' Something is wanting ere we ruftv to war j ■ > i"- ' While haughty Francey from yon pvojedling lands^ '** The wide expanfion b( the deep commands; ' ''-^^ While ihe, from' Orleans, (econds all her force,-' :i«''' In vain our fleets may ftem the wat*ry courfe,. ^ ■'*' Quebec fccurc from all their efforts lies, .'^jf'T And all the thunder of their guns defies; Vll' Then let our fwords expel their troops from thence y Do thou, brave Mondton, lead thy fquadrons hence i ^ To Levies* point; diri^ thy~ vet*ran pow'rs, -i ^t ?i IT There (hould you fpeed, Quebec ihall furebe ours. ■ Do thou,, brave Catrtion^ with thy troops advance,^ - And from this ifland chafe the ions -of ^"^ance.- ^ But you, ye gen'rous chiefs, that ftay- behind,' 1 Ah I hide the doubts that may pe^lex your mind. Cheer all ymir troops, extol your country's name^ Britannia's glory, all the charms of fame, ' Cry, All is well, if they l»Jt aO their part. And roule, to fmiling hope, each droc^ng heart } For wav*ring armie^ ftill to doubt a prey, r Float in the paiGons that their chiefs betray. ^^^ >;ir The hero fpoke ; the counfeFd chiefs obey. Each, to his quarters, takes his eager way. Some train the troops, with unremitted care. While others lead their veterans forth to war. The gallant Carl'ton, firfti the hoft forfakes, : And thro* the iHe a rapid progrefs makes, i ri iU*. \ rf IT I i i - Before :.J\.. .,> •t r: ■J. 'r -' ice; rs. '^^ \ id, .^ jr,. ^ 11/. ; 'sA. ••V(fr Jefore I V 1 Before his fury fly the Gallic bands,' ' ' "HevJ ' And yield all Orleans to his conquering hands. V Mon^lon meanwhile, in fhining ranks, difplay'd^ ^ The four battalions of his £ercr. brigade, ' '>^ Anxious he waits 'till nights impervfous fcreenj^^ Shall rife to waft him, o*er the waves, unfeen. if:^- Now Sol defcending from his tow'ring height, t^'*^^ Behind the convex world withdraws his light. - - Then he with hafte embarks his numVous hod, fii- And gains, with level oars, the fouthem coafl:. Uf ^« Silent, the troops, defcending on the (Irand, ^t '« In cautious order, wait their chief's command, *' '•(■ When thus, while each impatient draws his fword. The watchful hero gives the wary word : . , - Reftrain, my friends, your gen'rous rage reftrain, <' . Whilft gloomy darkne/s covers all the plain, 'h Here let us ftand, fecure in firm array, (vi;; iT And wait with patience for the rifing day; '■"(''{ For {bould we pafs thro' lands untrode before, ^ While night's dim fliade obfcures the mazy Ihore, ^t-.. The foe might then our wand'ring hof^ iivade, , T Or plunge us headlong in fome ambufcadc; xi r^id But if we take bright Sol to guide our courfe, k • i Our troops, with prudence, may dire<5l their force. Secure from danger, crulh their tim'rous foes. And be rewarded for their loll repofe. i < He fpoke.-*-The chiefs extend the gen'ral word, . The thick'nidg fquadrons foi:m> around their lord^ ,A j-_ / Conipa£bed .r' C 72 ] Compacted clofc they ftand in firm array, "' '^V'irU, And wait impatient for thcTifmg day: " ' *^« DetachM from ev'ry fide lights fcouts advance, To watch the motions of the fons of France. ■ '- At length, in rofeat rays, the dawn (hot forth, ^^*^ And wakM, from gen'ral reft, the flumb*ring earth. Rous'd at her call the vet'rans rufh to arms, **' wir»i The rocks, the rivers, ring with dire alarms ; • ^- All, with loud {houts, then clofe the foe around. And up point Levies drive with thund'ring found. France, with amaze, declines the dreadful finy,'-"*^' And, in the dire combuftion, melts away ; ^ '^^ Headlong they tumble from the thund'ring fteep, And plunge, for refuge, in the whirling deep : All, in a moment, yield to defp'rate flight, - '"■ And leave to Mon£lon all the tow*ring height. * "> To bright Quebec this lofty rock once joinM, '^-^ Form'd a huge mountain of ftupendous kind, Whofe front enormous fpread from fide to fide, * '' ' And thro* the clouds (hot up with tow'ring pride % Till vaft St. Laurence, tumbling towards the main. Loud (hatt'ring, rent, a dreadful fpace between ; Yet ftill aloft it o'er the river ftands, ^n' -^^ ** - ^ * And from its thrcat'ning brow the town commands. Great Monfton now, with long unweary*d care, ' *^*' Prepares, from hence, to wing the gath'ring war. ^ Huge piles of earth dug up, with ceafelefs toil, ^ < Are heap'd enormous o'er the groaning foil j ijt>'»>ii;t:^«ii. •a Vaft C 73 1 ■v. Vafl forefls fcU'd, \iiii\ tlicft, their aid fupply, To heave the growing bulwarks to the (ky, Till from the utmod fummit of the ftecp, They, like ftupendous forts, overlook the deep. Behind thefe walls extend long floors of oak, That flope obedient to the joiner's ftroke, Down which, with eafe, may rolling guns be fped, Till* thro' the wide cmbrafures, darts their head. The work complete, with dire deftru£lion, fraught. War's bellowing engines, from the fleet, are brought ; r On heavy wheels the pond'rous cannon move. And mount, by flow degrees, their poflis above. Huge mortars next fuftain'd on beds of oak, •■ ; ,' Are borne, with labour, up the ftubborn rock ; .r Then, from aloft, to whirl wide tempefts round, Hideous their throats gape thro' the threatning moun J Grim, at each piece, a frightful warrior ftands, ,:.; With flame-tlpt reeds held quiv'ring in their hands. All, with deftrud^ion gorg'tl, low bending down. Yawn, in dread horror, o'er the trembling town. Amaz'd St. Laurence fees the black portent, , And backward rolls to (hun the dire event ; . * The woods, with horror, view the gath'ring woes ; In mills the mountains veil their quiv'ring brows » B.^hind a cloud the fun aftonilh'd lurks, - 7^ , / And timid nature quakes thro' ail her works ! At lengtli the word, the baleful word, is giv'n, > t Swift to each vent, each fiery match is driv'nj H Dreadful y> C 74 1 Dreadful anon o'er all the beI!o>ving iliore, Unnumber'd guns breathe forth their hideous roar i All, with loud rage, and force reftillefs, fvveep Vaft dorms of ball acrofs the trembling deep, Wide as they fly, the waves, in fmoke, are loft } Huge wreaths of fmoke involve the black'ning coaft. Then, on the town, the fiery tempefts fall. And plunge, in feas of blood, the fons of Gaul. Bombs, bolts, and rattling lead, in one vaft (how'r. Like ftorms of whirling hail, around them pour ; Then as from high the fwarming bombs defcend, What hideous yells the trembling city rend ! i They fall, they burft, the dire explofion fweeps Streets thro* the air, whole temples to the deeps ! SnatchM in the blaft, difmember'd thoufands fly, In (hatter'd fragments, thro' the bleeding fky ! Nor ends the blow with one tremendous fhow'r ; Now kindling flames, o'er all the city, pour, • Now, with keen rage, they thund'ring roar around, Burft thro' vaft domes, o'ertop the tott'ring mound. High o'er huge fanes and palaces afpire. Till all the town appears one blaze of fire I Here terror, flight, grim death, and rage, appear, Cotifufion, ruin, anarchy, and fear. - ''^ ** Whole fcreaming crowds, whole fwarms of Gallia's hoft, '■•'"' ; ^ : Here fink, at once, in dire deftrudlion loft : rr Some C 75 ] Some plunge in flames, fomc gafp in (liowVs of ball, While one wide, fwallowing ruin roars o'er all ! Enrag'd Montcalm bchoKls the carnafje fprearl, And frantic flies thro' heaps of mangled dead. * Swift, at his call, ruflj'd forth a thrcat'ning band, Acrofs the tide, towards the fouthcrn land ', All their fierce fouls refolv'd to plunge in night, Or drive great Mon<^on from his tow'ring height. Clofe at their heels pours forth the town in arms, To fwell the horrors of the dire alarms : ,, :'■ Revenge ! revenge ! they cry, for kindred loft, And furious dart from off the trembling coafl. But when in boats they flem the rolling flood, • • < And nearer flill approach the fcene of blood. The Britifh fame appals their tim'rous hearts, ] ■ And all the courage of their fouls departs. - "^ ' But when on land, with trembling fteps, they tread, Wide, and more wide, extends the growing dread. The fancy'd foe approach in ev'ry wind } The ranks before flirink back on thefe behind j The troops behind fufpe£l the troops before } They march, they halt, look round, then march once more : ' They gaze, they flart, till, as their fears infpire. Each fees his friend inflam'd with hoflile ire : One fnaps his piece — the quick contagion flies Shot follows (hot, tumultuous groans arife ; H 2 Thro* [ 7fi ] - , Thro* all the lines promlfcuous firing runs j iSwords againft fwords are claih'd, and guns with guns. I ' . y They break their ranks, they feek in vain to fly, They crufli, are crufliM, felf-prefs'd the dadards die; 'Till piles of flain rife grim o'er all the coaft. And funk in blood is half their mangled hoft ! Now when, too late, their chiefs to fenfe return, They view the dire miftake and vainly mourn, Repafs the river, loft to Glory's charms. And fly the terror of the Britifli arms. Thus were the troops, whofe vaunts fo ftcrnly fliown. By their own coward fears, at once, o'erthrown, Britain elate ftill o'er the trembling town, From tow'ring Levies, fends her thunders down ; Ani ftill the town, tho' hurl'd in ruin all, Withfiands the fury of her pouring ball. Twelve glorious days had on the world arofe, And twelve long nights allur'd to foft repofe. While Wolfe, to guard his poft on Orleans* ifle, Strengthen'd, with martial works, each lofty pile. At his command capacious domes afpire, Where pale difeafe and helplefs age retire. Securely plac'd, beneath the gen'ral's carei ; Far from the fury of deftrudlive war : For he, to cv'ry part, attention gave, n. In council prudent as in adion brave. The t 77 1 -ft'f •f The work compleat, he calls his num'rous hoft. In order rangM along the trembling coaft, They, whilft the fun defcends, in patience fland, And joyful wait their gen'ral's dread command. Along the glittering line the hero flies, *r Thro* all the ranks he darts his rolling eyes, • - Salutes with courteous air each private man. Then in the centre paus'd, and thus began : New on one ftroke, our fate, our all, depends. My gallant foldiers, countrymen, and friends. Now is the time, the time that heav*n bcftows, i To raife our glory, crufh our country's foes ; Make impious France, beneath our fhackles, groan. And crown, with endlefs fame, the Britifli throne. Then roufe, my friends, my gallant friends prepare, Inilant I. lead to great, to glorious war ; , . ,,^ E'en now I fee yon tott'ring ramparts fall, , . i ^ ' And in their ruin bury pride and Gaul, r Nor let their numbers fill your fouls with dread. Oft from true valour's wrath have numbers fled, Britain has made ftupendous armies flee. And what great Edward did fo now m*ay we. ,^; • Yes, O my friends, let Britain's glorious name. Her high illuftrious deeds, her martial fame. Let Crefly, Poidiers, Agincourt, infpire^ And fwell your dauntlefs fouls with godlike fire. But fome, perhaps, whofe fouls are ftruck with fear. Who dare not brave the glorious front of war, H 3 May C 78 3 »U May fay that Crefly*s hod afliftancc found, 'fa Had no dread rocks to pierce, no hideous mound ; But this, my friends, this fwells our high renown. And twines, with peerlefs wreaths, our laurel crown. For when loft France (hall fink beneath our courfe. When we, with Heav*n-ftrung might, fhall crufh her force, . Then fhall juft honours wait our conquering fword. And bright Quebec *bove Crefly be ador*d. But, O (hould we not win yon glorious wall, Gods ! what foul ihame, what guilt muft feize on all. Should we now bafely flirink from danger here, Heav'ns! how the world would mock our daflard fear } ^ How our wrong*d country fcofF our vile return. And dafli our ev*ry joy with hideous fcorn ; Then ye might wifh, abafli'd might wifli in vain. That death you*d found on Canada's curs'd plain. Nor would difgrace alone attend the deed. That hour we fly, Britannia's fall's decreed ; Then would Montcalm, with force refiftlefs, bear, Thro' each loft province, all the flames of war ; Then would we foon, from thefe fair fhores, be hurl'd, And lofe, for ever, all this weftern world. IIov/ {hall I fpeak the reft ; for much I fear The woes, the direful woes, would end not here ; Yes, much I fear that then the conquering hoft Would plunge, in whelming rage, e'en Albion's coaft Fc ^ i: 79 5 For when their wrath had crufli*d our empire here. Would they not onward roll the ftorm of war, ^ Would they not pour on Albion's trembling (hore, * And plunge her towns her realms in wide uproar ? Then ye might wifli, enrag'd might wifh in vain. That death you'd found on Canada's curs'd plain. Then roufe, my friends, avert the threat'ning woe, . Fly, wing your fwords with vengeance on the foe ;. Think what Montcalm has done in times before, Nov let his barb'rous rage e'^er reach your (here, But while you crufh thefe tyrant fons of Gaul» ' Let not your fury on the guiltlels fall, J / Still let the weak, the poor, the helplefs, fliarc The fweets of peace amid the rage of war ; 'Tis not from thefe Gaul^s rank injuftice rofe. Then why not feek to mitigate their woes. Do this, my friends, from private wrongs forbear, And Heav'n, with juft fucc3fs, will crown our care, Do this, my friends, and Heav'n's refiftlefs might. Will fliield, from lawlefs rage, Britannia's right. For when our fwords have pierc'd yon tott'ring mound, When all the Gallic pow'rs lie cruflv'd around. Won by the gentle deeds that mark our way, Then (liall this ixighty province own our fway ; Then Gaul's vile reign (hall here, for ever, ceafe. And all the Britifh fubje£ls reft in peace ! Then, oh ! my friends, when all our foes are fled. What endlefs fame (hall beam around our head ; ■ , Whajt C 80 ] What lafling monuments record our praife, And hand our deathlefs names to future days ! Hail'd by loud (houts, we'll gain our native (hore. And, in our country's love, be blefs'd once more. Scarce had he fpoke when wide huzzas, fent forth. From all the hoft, amaze the trembling earth. Three times aloft their thund'ring voices rife, V Three times the doubling echo rends the ikies i Thro* all the bellowing deeps the fliouts rebound. And all the rattling heav'ns return the found. . - . Swift the loud clamour reach'd the camp of Gaul, And pale, foreboding fears there feize on all. : 3 I With joy the hero faw the tranfport rife; -"' ' * Bright martial flames fhot fparkling from his eyes ; He ftraight prepares to give the mighty blow, And turn the gath'ring temped on the foe. . . Now the tall (hips, their fwelling fails, difplay, ^ ' - And, round the buftling ifle, direct their way : Then call their anchors near the northern fliore, And launch their boats to waft the army o'er. And when the fun had reach'd his weftern goal, And fparkling ftars glow round the glitt'ring pole. When in the arms of reft was Nature loft ; w ^' And laid in foft repofe the Gallic hoft, 5 ,/i Great Wolfe, from Orleans' ifle, embarks his bands, And gains, with fafe efcorts, the northern lands. A river here defcends, with thund'ring roar, Down dreadful falls, along the echoing lliore ; ..:. .7 St. W C 8i ] St. Laurence drains its tributary ftore, And Montmorency was the name it bore : *' Steep woody hills its weftem banks difclofe, •' ' Where lay, fecurely fenc'd, the flumb'ring foes. Wolfe, on the eaftern fide, now cautious lands, , By calm manoeuvres, all his veteran bands ; Safe thro* night's darkfome gloom, they urge their way> His godlike care fupplies the place of day I ' ' ' Next, o*er the deep, the fleet their baggage bear; The tents are pitch'd ; the lines are mark*d with care; The trench is funk ; uprear'd the towering mound ; E*en ere the dawn can beam her fplendors rounds Soon as the ruddy feafi:, with fafFron glows, . • " And active nature fprings from foft repofe, * ' Their arduous talk the pioneers purfu'd, '^*^ To fell, with ftubborn blows> a neighboring wood» ' Arrived, they lift their threat*ning fteel on high. Swift, thro* the wood, the rattling weapons fly ^ The groaning thickets feel a gen*ral ftiock, - . • And ruftling fink beneath the thund'ring ftroke. <' Vaft as they fall, they {hake the trembling ground. And all the echoing forefl rings around. ' The gallant Danks advanc*d, at WoIfe*s command^ From hoftile foes, to guard the labouring band ; Compa6lcd clofe his dauntlefs vet'rans flood. Beneath the covert of the fhelt*ring wood. Now fage Montcalm amaz'd beheld, from far. The fwift approach of all-defl:ru£live war, J Then, » Then, with loud hafte, he fends his fierce command* To all the Indian's grim terrific bands. Forth from the camp with inftant fpeed to go,. And fnatch fome lucky chance to crufli the foCr Rous'd by the fcent of blood, the favage crew, * * Acrofs the thund'ring falls> with fury flew ; ■ ■ ' Then, train'd in artful wiles, the wood furround, • ' And ftretch their hideous bulks along the ground v Like well-taught fpaniels grov'ling, couching low^ Unfeen they watch the motions of the foe ; Silent, they crawl beneath the (hclt'ring trees,. And, mark the ftrokeSj fwift borne along the breeze. Then, near the found, collect their fquadrons all. And eye the thoughtlefs guards and plan their fall. Now, from their dark retreats, diey furious bound,. ;i With hideous yells, the rattling woods refound $ '\' Thick flames burft forth, loud bellowing thunders roar } The heav*ns are rent ; deep groans the echoing Ihore, Swift, from the fiery tubes, the tempeft tofs'd, With heaps of tumbling dead beftrews the coafl. Stun'd at the fhock foon Albion's troops give ground, And fly the thund'ring deaths that flame around ; But foon the charge renew, their pofl regain, - ' And bravely ftand the well-contefted plain. Now their loud guns return the dreadful fire, Crafh follows crafii, thick clouds of fmoke afpire% Shouts, groans and yells, wide rend the bellowing (kies j Now here, now there, the dire confufion flies ; ■ ..' >.' Vaa C 83 ] Vaft {how*r8 of lead fwift dart from fide to fide, » ; I" And all the field prefents a fanguine tide. ■-• ' In one clofe corps the Britifli fquadrons (land; In various troops divides the Indian band, Thofe on the field, with front unftieltePd, dare. All the loud fury of the pouring war ; "While from behind tall oaks thefe urge the fire, And ftand themfelves fecur'd from all its ire. Thus while the Britifli troops maintain the fight. Still as each dauntlefs hero funk to night, The next advancing occupies his place, * 'Till all the lefs'ning front contra£ls its fpace : *Till not a man the dreadful fliock fuftains, But what is pierc'd by wounds, or torn by pains ! Spent with fatigue at length their fquadrons yield, And backward (low retire from off the field ; Horrors on horrors then tumult'ous rife. More direful clangs then tear the bellowing flcies, Afide their ponderous guns the Indians fling. And o'er the rattling field like light'ning fpring ; ^ Thund'ring, they flafli their inftrumeuts of woe. Swords, pikes, and axes o'er the fcatt'ring foe. Swift flies the flaming fteel, with flaughter, round ; Torrents of gufhing blood pollute the ground ; Wild, o'er the prey, the ruthlefs monfters roar, And lap, with favage jaws, the dreaming gore. Then in grim death ten thoufand forms are feen, All dreadful, varying o'er the frightful green ; '^ There, CM] There, from the life-warm trunk, the heart is torn, Here, from the mangled fkull, the fcalp is borne> There, on the proftrate foe, the vidlors tread. Here, with keen wrath, they rend the guiltlefs dead : Groans mixt with yells affright the trembling (liore, And all is tumult, death, and wild uproar i ■■> But mighty Wolfe, who view'd the fight from far, Rufli'd forth, enrag'd, to meet the furious war; .\ At his approach the vi£lor foes give way. And in the midft of conqueft lofe the day: Before his flaming fword confus'd they run. And plunge, in (helt'ring woods, his wrath to fliun. Thus prowling bears, impell'd by hunger's call. Full on the lion's court, with fury, fall, While abfent he ftrays forth, in fearch of food. With favage jaws they rend his quiv'ring brood : But if the dreadful king appear in fight. Soon are the trembling daftards loft in flight. Thus did the Indians heap the plain with dead. And thus, when Wolfe appear'd, the cowards fled. When mighty Wolfe had fenc'd the camp around, Intrench'd the plain, fecur'd the rifing ground ; To deeds of high renown his foul he turns, / . And all his God-like breaft with glory burns. Dauntlefs the chief afcends along the (hore, Where down the rocks the thund'ring billows roa,r *, i. Above the falls he wings his rapid courfe. Explores the tide, furveys the Gallic forcj } To C 85 3 9li 'I To try where beft he might iTieir fury dare, 'f And thro* their lines impel the raj^e of war. f ^'■'^^ But, all in vain ! Montcalm colledls his bands, And ftrong in dreadful forts the ftream commands. Baffled in this, his ever fruitful mind t^ With new obllru£lions, new rcfources join'd ; ''•^'^ He now refolves to lure the fubtle foe, To come and meet him on the plains below. Now with keen taunts he dares their troops to fight. He then, to roufe their courage, mimics flight. But fage Montcalm looks on with carelefs eye. Nor quits the dreadful poft he holds on high. Stung at the cool referve the Gauls difclofe, " The gen'rous Wolfe with indignation glows, Scarcd^ can his temper quell his boiling brcaft, Or, keep the fury of his foul repreft. , When thus the chief had pradis'd all his arts, '' He, from the fluggifli fcene, with hafte departs, To gallant Townfliend yields a ihort commandj And pafs'd the town to view the M'-eftem land: While from loud thun-i'ring guns difplay'd on high, To thwart his courfe fierce fiery tempells fly. Calm on a lofty veflel fwiftly borne, *> Clofe by the bellowing rock he bounds with fcorn. The confcious bark confefs'd her facred load, '''^*"' And plows, \nth. bolder front, the wat'ry road : ' Above the town the dauntlefs chief explot'es,- ' ' * With all confidering eyes, the hoflile fhores, I To J • v : Amaz'd the chief beheld the dreadful ground. The frightful fteeps that wrap the city round; He fees that Nature's works obftru£t his aims, i And (Iraight his foul recurs to former fchemes ; Then, with bold heart, along the threat'niivr fliore, Back to the diftant camp, he fleers once more; Swift down the rapid tide the chief is borne, And foon the army hail his wifliM return. Thrice fev'n long days had rolling wing'd their flight. And now the flumb*ring earth refign'd to night. Since Wolfe, from Orleans' ifle, had reach'd the main. And dar'd to glorious fight the Gallic train ; When, thro' the camp, his pow'rful mandates fent, Colle£l the gen'rals in his lofty tent. All feated round in fix'd attention join'd, '' When thus the chief unfolds his God-like mind. Now, roufe, my friends, for glorious fight prepare. To-morrow's fun (hall light our fouls to war j To morrow's fun, our thund'ring arms I truft. Shall lay yon forts, yon tow'ring mounds in duft : . Then \ [87 1' • Then mark the orders that I now proclaim, '^'* '"' ^ And let tliem guide your conqu'ring Heps to fame, Soon as Aurora paints the eallcrn ilcics, '"^v Let all the glitt'ring hod in arms arife, ■\:>^rr: r Then in two corps the vet'ran band divide, • '- '• ' -• I v/ilh the left will crofs the roiling tide, Back'd by the thund'ring fleets attempt the blow, '"- And in their front intrenchments charge the foe. Do thou, brave Townfliend, here colIe They to their fpacious tents in hade return ; There in the arms of refl: they lofe their care. And foon their wearied ftrength from fleep repair. I 2 Yet C 88 ] I Yet God-like Wolfe by anxious fears oppreft, i Far o'er the field ftill flies from balmy reft ; A Oft thro' night's gloom he treads the camp aroundi ; mrveys the guards, explores the circling mound, Left Gaul, by ftealth, through thefe fhould force her way, And crulh the hopes of the fuccceding day. ^ i -^^-^^ 1 i>?f A i ; ^ « 1 I i #•* » ■ r# -^ 'jfii 'i.o VI t:. ?J^: Ms rT r «■ f 31.- -^ ^''jI . ...... ; ffi;*/ j>vi* :2"'H->^';f^ ii.^it cajti* /li-J-i ^^ . %iK^ 1i;jm j?or -(5^1 fe ^«* ^^-i- '^^^* 'iSi-^-T BOOK *«iV C »9 ] BOOK THE THIRD. ''»' . -1 r'' •^rr V\ A R, thou curft bane of all the joys of earth, From whence didft thou derive thy hideous birth ? Say what dark pow'r, what foe to fmiling peace, Firft fent thee here to fcourge the human race ? Was it that burning hell, enrag'd to find No plague that plcas'd her to torment mankind. With wide-breath'd roar, from all her fiery round, From all her gulphs, from all her depths profound, Call'd all her wrath, in one tremendous hour. To form thy birth, thou mofl: accurfed pow'r ; Then bid her fnakcs, her fires, her gorgons, fpread. Their blacked terrors round thy griHy head : Hell, with infernal fmiies, now plcas'd, furveyM The plague-fwoln monfler that her wrath had made. Then from her hideous gulph (he belch'd thee forth, To waft her horrors to this peaceful earth. Well haft thou fince difeharg'd the talk afllgn'd. And pour'd unheard-of torments on mankind j And now, with all thy ftormy glooms o'erfprcad. With all thy tempefts low'ring round thy head ; Grimly thou tow'reft Quebec's loft coaft. To roufe to direful ftrife each adverfe hoft. ' I 3 ■ ' J ' - Soon I 90 1 vn ■» Soon as the glltt'ring fource of welcome day, ' Shoots thro' the yielding air a dawning ray, • Thro' all the camp Britannia's gen'ral flies, "' And bids his ilniTib'ving bands- to conquefl rife. Roiis'il by the call, dull Sleep forfakes his reign,, ^ And all the hofl: rufii'd tnund'ring on the plain : ■ From rank to rank'the chief, infpiring, flies, , .. .; . Now here, now there, he darts his fparkling eyes ; Then cries. To fame, my friends, I'll cleai your way ; Do you prepare, fuftain the glorious fray. He then, with rapid fteps, approach'd the ftrand, ,.v And from the hofl draws off a num'rous band ; There, in the navy's boats embark'd, they all •) Prefs from the fhore to gain the camp of Gaul ; Wolfe for this band, with keen afliduous care. Had cull'd the troops that bed might ftem the war j Wide fpread their fronts with high terrific mien, Huge and robull tlicir vig'rous limbs are feen. . . ; Thefe, flill, the terror of proud Gallia's coafl:, . Were Grenadiers, tlie flow'r of Albion's hod ; Each in his hand a pond'rous mufket bears, Thefe burnifii'U tubes are llpp'd with glitt'ring fpears j Round each a dazzling belt appears difplay'd. From whofe dread curve depends a threat'ning blade 5 While a huge fhaggy pouch, low hung beneath. Is fiU'd with fierce grenades, the domes of death : Tliirteen divifions mark the num'rous band, O'lt each a c:iptaln fprea Js his wide command ; Dau.iilcfs, •T'-". C 91 ] I k /1.4 r '1 Dauntlefs, to thefe the bold provincials join. And burn, like them, to crufli the Gallic line. Now with dark frowns o'er all the coaft afar, * In gen'ral motion, feems the front of war; ^ . r; '. The mighty Wolfe forfakes the founding (horc, ;c . And inftant darts amid the wat'ry roar; tt \v His numerous veflels move with graceful pride, i- In far-ftretch'd lines, acrofs the rolling tide ; Clofe in the rere, with many a canvafsM cloud, His fwarming (hips, in countlefs numbers, crowd ; Tow'ring,they fteer fwift towards the trembling Ihore, And ope their ports to breathe their fiery roar ; « While their wide fluttering ftreamers, rais'd on high. With many a dazzling fold, emblaze the Iky. While thus the Britifh troops rufti forth in arms, ' > ^ The Gallic fquadrons hear their dire alarms; High on a range of hills expanded wide, ' : ' They from where Montmorency rolls his tide; Stretch their vaft lines to where St. Charles pours His filver ftream beneath Quebec's high tow'rs ; Full in the front of thefe llrong pofted bands, The huge St. Laurence all his waves expands ; Along their flanks the lefler ftrcams defcend, And either wing, with wat'ry mounds, defend ; While a huge circling wood, that feems to rife Thick as night's glooms, and tow'r into the flcies. With many a darkfome (hade, enfolds the rere. And from that quarter wards the rage of war. ' : ' Tijo* C 9^ ] n Tho* all thefe dire obftruflions rife to fight, Still Albion's troops prefs on to meet the fight. ** Rous*d at their dreadful din Montcalm arofe, ' '? r- And up the loftieft deep with fpeed he goes ; ' • ' ^ Soon round him there all Gallia's gen'rals crowd, While thus with thund'ring voice he cries aloud ; Now, O ye heroes, now thefe eyes have feen I' What long my heart, my foul, has wifh'd in vain j >' See how the foe lead on their threat'ning bands, - « To fue for death from your vi£iorious hands; '. : H But let us here, behind the cov'ring mound, -' • v. With fteady rage, maintain this dreadful ground.' /. Here let us all on this ilupendous height, ... » Wait the fierce coming of the glorious fight ; „ i • And when the foe roll on with threat'ning ire,. iV Full on their front we'll flafli a whelming fire; ,. 1 Soon to its dreadful (hock their ranks (hall yield. And load with flaughter'd piles the fmoking field ; While we, fecur'd by thefe all-ftielt'ring walls. Shall mock the fury of their pouring balls. Yet, tho' our arms fhould cruih the Britifh hoft,, I Let not a fingle man defert his pofl ; ;' Let not a man purfue the routed band, ■ Or he, by Heav'n, fhall die beneath this hand ; ' .- For dare we madly quit our fences here, AVould not AVolfe's valour foon reverfe the war ? Yes, O my friends, we muft with caution fteer, Wolfe is the mighty chief v/c have to fear. Cape N. Vi^^'ti^k _' ..! C 93 ] Cape Breton thou canft prove his Conquering force,, /„ And we fhould dread his fierce impetuous courfe; L Howe*er, let all our favages advance, ' • (i And poft their crowds behind the lines of France 5. f/ That they, let loofe, may crufti the routed rerc, ., ^" And on the flying ranks deftrudion bear. >q^,^,:t:%T They {hall enough the hideous carnage fpread,, t\\\ And gorge our greedy eyes with feafts of dead ; For well they're Ikill'd to crufti ^ fcatt'ring foe. And lay, by fcalping, countlefs armies low t . . A Some tho* there are, who fcrupuloufly nice, i'.v? ' Dgre call this fcalpiag law a barb'rous vice, ::;i fi.V I, by epEperiisnce,' long, its ufe can prove,. ^:ir no liu I And what (hcmld fway the foul but patriot love ? . r: A What, tho* my triumphs (hook Ofwego's land, \ J iV7 Tho' vafl Fort William funk beneath my hand, ,' f\\ How would this e'er have rais'd my native fhore, rt. Had not my fteps been mark'd with tides of gore I .' ; Had not the Indians, fway'd by my. command, *. r / Plung'd in immediate: death each conquer'd band. ' For thefe who live may yet retort their pain, ; » ' But thofe who die ne'er rife in arms again. Thus did Montcalm fupport deftruAStion's caufe, Thus did he urge the breacli of Nature's laws; '■;« His chiefs approve, with hade his orders bear, •> ,. And all their legions for the fight prepare. r . Now while the fun his flaming chariot drove Thro* the high fuimnit of his courfe above. As ii llli "1! L 94 1 As fwift they ftrain*d to reach the hoftile coaft j \ 3^*' -^ A dire mifchance befel the Britifti hoft: -' ^ -v ^ :'. Beneath the waves here rife huge fhoals of fandy t> t With far ftretch'd bulk, along the northern land 5 •'■ * Wide as the fwarming boats> with numerous oars, • Tear up the furge to gain the deftin'd fliores ; - ' ■ * All, with one gen*ral fliock, on thefe ftrikc ground. And dire amazement inftant fpreads around; :;!'*i i''.' France, with delight, beheld the dreadful blow, ' ) ■ And flraight prepares to fwell the gathering woe ; ' .- Swift from the guns of all her lines expire Vaft (how'rs of (hells, vaft fheets of fmoke and fire j- ' Full on the boats the burfting ftorms are driv*n, r '• And lo the waves are bellowing dafhM to Heav'm i iA While thus loud death comes thund*rmg from the coaft, Fix'd on the pile remains the Britifh hoft j ' ' ' Some the fierce ftorm now whelms in feas of blood,. Some fink in crowds, beneath the circling flood ; While fulph'rous glooms throw round a difmal night,. And whirling waves preclude the means of flight ; Then when callM forth by Albion's God-like chiefs The dauntlefs fp.ilors flew to bring relief; - Urg'd by his voice, with fearlefs fteps they tread. Thro' fcas of blood, thro' flioals of mangled dead ;. They toil, they fweat, till their ftrong arms prevail. And draw from off the bank each flime-clogg'il fail ; Now the great chief forfakes his baffled hoft, ' - To view with fearching eyes the hoftile coaft j To r 95 ] To try where beft he might approach the ftrand. And guide thro' threat'ning ills his tropps to land ; ,'' A boat is launch'd, whofe ftrong and convex form, May plow the fhallow wave, and face the ftorm ; . Calm in this bark the godlike Wolfe is feen, ;^ , J Rife with bright front and high majeftic mien ; lO Then bold he (leers towards the threat'ning fhore, Tho' round his head the fiery tempefls roar, r A Montcalm beheld the dauntlefs chief afar, ■ • " ' Now, now's the time, he cries, to end the war : Charge high your cannon, point at yonder foe. And end, with mighty Wolfe, your country's woe. Fir'd at the call, his troops obedient hafle, i * ., ; Soon in a mortar's throat a bomb is plac'd ; >iZ* Huge is the pond'rous (liell, of texture thin, ' ') And vaft the nitrous gorge that broods within ; ,Now with nice art, by movement fubtly flow. They point the gun towards the God-like foe ; ' ^ ' Rous'd by a match loud roar its thund'ring fires, ' Swift thro' the air the tow'ring bomb afpires; jr t Then wheeling down, its flaming orb prefents, * And o'er the trembling boat its fury vents. Dreadful it burfts, earth hears the frightful found. And all the bellowing deeps recoil around. But Heav'n from mighty Wolfe averts the ftroke,' Tho' ftartled nature finks in clouds of fmoke ; , / Tho' death on ev'ry fide flies dreadful round, i\ Safe from tlie threat'ning ihock the hero's found ; Nor * t I 06 ] ■ \ ■ ," ■ V Nor falls till thou, O loft Montcalm, (hall yield, T , Crufh'd by his hand, the long-contcfted field y A High on the ftem he rears his awiul form, ' * And views M'ith fearlefs eye the threut'ning ftorm : Come on, he cries, your matchlefs worth difplay, » Come on, my friends, your chief {hall lead the way ; Thro' feas of flame dire£t your dauntlefs courfe, Approach the foe, contemn their threat'ning force. This deed on us immortal honour draws, 'Tis glorious fure to die in Britain's caufe. ' ' His vigorous words now all his friends infpire, ' They ply their oars, they dart thro' floods of fire ; i 1 They reach the coaft, they dare the guns of Gaul, Tho* o'er their heads defcend thick fliow'rs of ball. Calmly the chief now views the hoftile fhores. He each ftrong poft, he ev'ry creek explores. He finds the wifli'd-for fpot, his troops to lami, '*■ Then backward rows and joins his anxious band ! Thro* all the hoft he fends his voice afar, ^ '- ■ '•' "^ He bids the chiefs lead on the rufhing war; At his command fwift move the rapid oars. The vcfliels dart, they reach the threat'ning {hores ; Quick from the light'ning boat the vet'rans bound.. They Ihake the coaft, their rattling arms refound. Headlong they rufti, by frantic rage iiripeli'd, Fierce on the foe, acrofs the trembling field : ' They in their wr?th no form, no order, heed. But with dire tumult mark their furious fpeed 5 .ii^s Before Before ' [ 97 ] Before their fteps afcends a threat*nlng fteep, • ^ V < Behind them rolls the wide tumultuous deep; High on the liill, intrench'd, appear the foe, Who downward point their inftruments of woe ; . With gaping throats yawns forth the liideous tire. And ready (land to belch deft:ru£tive fire. Clofo by the tide a ftrong redoubt arofe, To guard the beach from all invading foes, Vaft fwarms of Gauls defend its tow'rtng mound. An ample foflc fecures its dreadful round; Above, below, is fenc'd the hideous coaft, And nought but death furrounds the Britifh hoft. Great Wolfe beheld, with anxious cares oppreft. Foreboding fears weigh down his manly breaft. High on a bark he views the kindling war, And thus his tliund'ring voice he fends afar : Oh, my brave friends, reftrain your headlong courfc. Calm, calm this rage, colle£l your fcatter'd force, Do in iirm ranks but range your fquadrons here, And I myfelf will lead you on to war ; But, oh till then, your gen'rous rage reftrain. Spare your own lives, nor let nie call in vaiii. In vain the winds his loud inftruiftlans bear. The ufelefs words are loft in empty air; I Thund'ring the troops ftill wildly pour along, And in their fury fweep the Gallic throng. Swift from the ftrong redoubt thefe urge their flight. And drive for refuge up the tow'ring height j K Now m\ [ 98 ] il Now while their clarions yield a thumrring found, That fhakcs the earth and rings the hcav'ns around, Tierce the loud conqu'rors prefs the routed rear, And up the hill fwift roll the tide of war : With ardour mad they mock their firm array, And wildly rufh to meet the furious fray, ' - 13ut, lo, while thus with fierce impetuous force. Full on the frowns of fight they urge their courfc. Calm from on high the dauntlefs fons of Gaul Extend their tubes acrofs the glitt'ring wall. But when within gun-fhot their foes afpire, Full on their front they flafli the whirling fire ', Then all at once, with loud re-echoing roar, Vaft ftorms of ball fly o*er the trembling fliorc, Dreadful in crowds they fell the Britifh hoft. And leave whole fquadrons gafping on the coaft ; Inftant thefe troops are all in horror drown'd, And death and dire confufion fprcads around. Stunn'd at this dreadful fhock, the tott'ring line, Swiftly recoiling, fly their great defign; No place, no rank, no firm array they keep, But headlong tumble down the whirling deep, While loud behind the fiery tempefts roar, And load with flaughter'd piles the groaning fliore. Thus while they drive in wild tumultuous rout. All for protedtion feek the ftrong redoubt ; Some in the fofle for inftant fafety bound, Some refuge take behind the flielt'ring mound, The Willie all amazM, difmayM, appallM with fear, "" This way and that, fly round to fhun the war. The 'God-like Wolfe, with gen'rous rage, beheld Confufion fpread o'er all the trembling field, Then thro' the ranks with fiery fteps he flics. And thus with thund'ring voice infpiring cries :— Shame, oh! my friends, for fliame, your flrength recall > Heav'ns ! would you here in heaps ignobly fall ? Heav'ns ! would you all thus yield to wild affright, And not dare rife to brave the glorious fight ? Think (hould thefe mounds bow down to Gallia's fire, How we're expos'd to all her whelming ire ; Then courage, friends, let fame your bofoms warm, Colle£l your might, oppofe the threat'ning ftorni i Tis better, fure, with fame refign our breath, Than vilely thus difgrac'd to fink in death. Nobly he fpokc, he dauntlefs darts along, He checks, propels, colleds the gath'ring throng, Then with bold ftride he quits the flielt'ring mound, Tho* death in fiery globes flies dreadful round, Stern as a God, 'midft all the ftormy tow'rs. And waves his fword, and calls his vet'ran pow'rs \ Rous'd at his voice, ^^Britannia's fquadrons all Quit their dark dens, the fofle, and flielt'ring wall. Thick in vaft crouds with fhouts re-echoing loud. Wide o'er the beach the fwarming legions crowd ; Now in the front of all the thund'ring itorm. In vain their fliatter'd lines attempt to form, K 2 Still '^A C 100 ] Still as refolv'd to brave the clefp'rate fray, * '' Thick'ning they feek to crowd in firm array, Loud o'er their heads the rattling tempeft pours. And whelms whole fquadrons in its pondVous {howrs j Thrice did they thus, along the trembling coaft, Eflay in ranks to ftretch their gath'ring hoft. Thrice with grim front, and bold determin'd air. Onward they roll'd to brave the threat'ning war ; But thrice from high flew down the thundVing fire. And burft their ranks before its whirling ire, Blew them in atoms round the echoing Ihore, And hurlM the field in death and wild uproar | Now on all fides, o'er all the coails around, "With equal roar war breathes her bellowing found, Now Gaul's huge lines thro front, and left, and rear^ All with like fury feel the fhocks of war ; Clofe by the f}iores, high fraught with gath'ring florms, The Brltirh fleets difplay their threai.'ning forms. Loud from their decks the rattling guns refound. Shook at the blaft the bellowing deeps rebound i Full on the camp the fiery tempefts fall. And hurl in ruin all its circling wall} Far on the right meanwhile in firm array, ' To war the Britons urge their threat'ning way i Full in their van, with high terrific mien. Guiding their courfe, is God-like Townfliend feen ; Loud fwell their drums, their flirilling fifes afar. And roufe their fouls to brave the glorious war,. Wing'd Thi An( So [ lOI ] -i Wing'd by the found they fkim th' echoing plain, With fleps flill fafliion'd to the varying drain i Here, on the eaflern bank, high o'er the ftorm, A tow'ring hill difplays its rev'rend form, Whofe heav'n-topt front o'crlooks the neighbouring coaft:, And from its brow commands the Gallic hoft : Wolfe on this deep, from off the circling plain Of deep-mouth'd engines, rear'd a num'rous train. Fierce while his left receives the Gallic fire. From thefe loud guns tremendous flames expire, Dreadful beneath fly round the whelming (how'rs, And rake from flank to flank proud Gallia's pow'rs } While thus from high the fiery tcmpells fall, What dire confufion fills the camp of Gaul, Vaft fliow'rs of lead there cloud the heav'ns all o'er. There burft huge fliells, here bellowing mortars roar ; There from each lleep rolls many a deathful fcream. Here the loft tents are wrapt in floods of flame j On ev'ry fide, on ev'ry dreadful poft. In countlcfs numbers finks the tumbling hod", While the loud thunders fliake the trembling ground, And hills and vales appear convuls'd around : Thus did all nature feem in tumult loft. And wild confufion fpread thro' all the coaft ; So when the world's vaft frame is {hook around, When with deep rumbling earthquakes heaves the ground, rma'd K3 E::rth C 102 ] Earth w'th grim yawn pours forth huge feas of fire, Loud thunders roar, flames fia(h, and fmokes ufpire, "Wide thro* all Nature's works confufion fpreads, Rucks, woods, and mountains, nod their tow'ring jfv. heads. Whole nations fink in dire combuflion hurl'd. And one convulfive ruin rends the world. Now mighty Monckton gains the northern lands. And on the beach draws up his vet*ran bands ; He, when he faw the gath'ring tumult far. From fteepy Levies rufii'd to meet the war. And now liis troops, in dazzling lines, outfpread. While his dread fclf Ihines tow'ring at their head, Onward he leads to prop the tott'ring fray. And fliare the fortune of the dreadful day : Wolfe thro' the army fends his loud commands, He bids the chiefs lead off their tott'ring bands. He bids them all to flmn the pouring war, Inftant behind the new-form'd lines repair : Aw'd by the fulnefs of his high controul. To Mon(Elon's rear the routed fquadrons roll ; There, in clofe ranks, foon all the gath'ring train Throng, and prepare for glorious fight again, While wide before their life-warm mounds afpire. And firmly brave the fierce defcending fire : But, lo, fad chance> juft when in firm array, Onward they roll once more to meet the fray, When C 103 ] « When their fierce fouls, all fir\l by glory's flame. Burn to expunge their late dctcftcci (hame •, The heav'ns grow black, full many a tlark'ning cloud Throw o'er fad Nature's face their difmal fhroud, Crm boding figns on ev'ry fide. appear, And diftant rumblings fpeak a tempcfl near; Soon with huge fliocks loud bellowing winds arifo, And furious fwcep along the echoing flcies, They roufe the deep, the thund'ring billows roar, They foam, they dafh, againft the quiv'ring (hore ; Tow'ring, the furge mounts up the trembling coafl:, And fecms jull burfting on the BritlHi hoft, Loud o'er their heads it whirling boils around, And threats to plunge them in its gulf profound : The mighty Wolfe beheld tlie danger rife, And ftraight his bofom heaves with manly fighs, But foon his foul to cautious care awoke, And thus, with temp'rate words, the hero fpoke ; — Now, oh ! my friends, we muft the field refign, Inftant we muft the dang'rous fight decline ; Sec with what rage the huge o'erwhelming tide, In tumbling waves boils round on ev'ry fide; Here, if we ftay, we plunge in endlefs night, Or ftand fliut out from ev'ry means of flight : But, courage, friends, tho' we the field forego, A future day fhall crufh the viftor foe, A future day retrieve our high renown, And pull the tow'ring pride of Bourbon down. The c 104 :i W- The hero fpoke — compos'd, the chiefs obey, Swift to their boats they take their eager way ^ With loaded guns a band protects the rear, And checks the fury of the pouring war, While the fiul crowds that wounded bleed around, Tliey, in their hafte, leave welt'ring on the ground. When thus the Indians faw the hofl retire, Down from the deep they rufli'd with whirling Ire, Wide o'er the beach in countlefs fwarms they crowd, They wave their blades, they thund'ring fhout aloud. With favage blows they (Irike the wounded dead. And tear the fcalp from each defencelefs head: .i Among tiie troops that groan all mangled here. Two nobly brave provincial chiefs appear, Peyton, irray'd in youth's mod graceful charms. And Archterlony far renown'd in arms ; As thefe had long, urg'd on by glory's flame, Together toil'd to rcacl> the heights of fame, They, by a world of kind endearing arts. Had bound, iu friendfiiip's bonds, their mutual hearts ; Long had they fought beneath the fame command. One dill their corps as one their native land; Long the fame views had roui,'d their fouls to fire, And both their bofoms felt but one defire. But, oh ! fad friends, thefe tender fcenes are o'er. For foon ye part, alas! to meet no more; For while great Peyton, late with gen'rous care, Forcmoil auvanc'd to urge his trcops to war, A furious \ [ 105 ] A furious ball, by matchlcfs force impeird, ;. ; ,- Swift thro* his knee its dreadful progrefs held ; , Burft at the (hock the crackling linews broke, And down he funk beneath the pond'rous ftroke, ^ Prone on the earth, bereft of pow'r, he lies, > : And round for fuccour rolls his fuppMant eyes, When Archterlony, fiJl'd with grief, beheld ; '^ His wounded friend, thus helplefs on the fields ..A Dafh'd for a while, in fadly dumb amaze. Around he cafts a wild diftemper'd gaze. Then to protect the chief with hade he fped. And thus, with loud and fluttering voice, he faid :— . Oh, art thou gone, my brave, my haplefs friendj^ ^ Has envious fate decreed thy mournful end ; Oh, art thou gone, muft I thus tamely fee^ And muft I live, thus live, deprived of thee ? ' No — thou {halt ilill efcape furrounding death. Or I will yield, thy friend will yield his breath. Thus, while he fpoke, he darts with eager fpeed, But, lo, a ball prevents the gen'rous deed ; Swift thro' his breaft it foon a paflage tore, And ftretch'd him welt'ring in a tide of gore: But when from high the favages defcend, And o'er the beach their flaught'ring courfe they bend, Tho' the fad friends, opprefs'd with many a wound. Thus helplefs pale lie groaning on the ground, Merc'lefs on them they aim their deadly fpite, Refolv'd to plunge them in the realms of night, Wapefick, [ io6 ] \[ Wapefick, a wretch, whofe keen remorfelefa blade Had many a wounded foul in darknefs laid. To Peyton now dire£ls his threatening way. And eager fprings to feize the deftin'd prey; Meanwhile his haplefs friend, far o'er the plain. Lay fcreen'd from fight by hills of circling flain j Night o'er his foul had her dark fliadows fpread,. And death's thick glooms feem'd gath'ring round hit "' head, ' •'"■-■ ■ ■ ' ^ y'\- Prone on his face he preft the reeking ihore. And round his body clung the clotted gore ;. . At length awoke by bellowing difcord's found, i Eager he throws his languid eyes around, ! ;.'. Wapefick he fees, with fierce impetuous force Swift tow'rds his friend dire£ts his threat'ning courfe ; Shock'd at the fight, he rears his tott'ring head, And calls with fault'ring voice in vain for aid : Baffled in this, tho' worlds of rending pain Tear his pierc'd breaft and thrill thro' ev'ry vein, Tho' from his wound fl:ill flows the life-warm blood. And all his ftrength ebbs out amid the flood, "Wild from the earth he's feen to rife once more. And forward crawl along the flipp'ry fliore. To feek what bcft might crufh the barb'rous foe. And refcue Peyton from the gatli'ring woe ; Not far from hence a glitt'rii.g muHcet lay, That fcatterd death in many a dreadful fray. Late C 107 ] Late as tins tube rcceiv*d its fiery ftore, Breathlefs its bearer tumbled on the (hore ; Now with deftrudtion gorg*d it loads the earth, And ready (lands to belch its fury forth, The mournful, chief, now ting*d with hope, beheld The wifli-for weapon prefs the reeking field; Then to it fwift he all his fpeed addrefs'd, And, rifing, aim'd it at the Indian's breaftj He draws the trigger, foon the fpring rebounds. The hammer yields, the rattling fteel refounds. Loud from the tube burfts forth the fiery roar. And clouds of fmoke obfcure the trembling fliore, Jufl; as the barb'rous foe o'er Peyton's head. With merc'lefs fury, waves his threatening blade. Swift thro' his bread the ball a paflage found. And bore his foul out thro* the gufhing wound, • .' Straight from his hand down dropt the rattling fteel. And hugely vaft the tumbling monfter fell, Foul Safqumatius, whofe ferocious mind , In all the deeds of mtrc'lefs Wapefick join'd. Soon as he faw his vile aflbciate flain. Sprang to revenge, acrofs the trembling plain, Refolv'd that Peyton mud reHgn his breath. And fall a victim to fell Wapefick's death ; But Archterlony mark'd his dreadful flight. He rous'd his foul, colle£ls his gath'ring might. His wound forgot, he darts along the field. And o'er his friend he ftands a dauntlefs fliield ! Fierce, I i: io8 ] \ I Fierce, while with horrid grin, the barb'rous foe Darting on Peyton wings a threat*ning blow, ' Great Archterlony, rous'd by wild affright. In one huge effort puts forth all his might. Whirling his fpear-arm'd tube with matchlefs force, lie on the Indian's thigh direfts its courfe, Juft where the finews knit the nervous joint. With merc'lefs fury drives the ruthlefs point ; Then with loud roar he tumbling Ihakes the ground, And all the echoing hills reply around. There, as he lies, his kindling foul takes fire, He ftarts, he bounds, he foams with burning ire ; In vain he ftarts, in vain he tugs, he ftrains, - Fix'd in his thigh the ruthlefs fteel remains ; The ht"*o drives it thro' the rending wound, And pins him down defencelefs to the ground. Juft then a gen'rous Briton faw from far The wounded chief fuftain the rage of war, He quits the hoft, he darts o'er heaps of flain. To bear him fwift from off the thund'ring plain ; Come, O great Sir, the flutt'ring foldier cries^ Come, fly with me, now all th' army flies; Thee I'll bear hence — hafte, truft thyfelf to me; ' Oh hafte, nor let us mourn a lofs like thee. : • •' '' To whom, ferenely calm, the chief replies :-^, Wliile a bright gleam of joy beams o'er his eyes. Brave is the God-like foul that dwells in thee, But all thy gen'rous care is loft on me ; For ■• \ For C 109 ] For lo keen mortal pnngs my body rend, iw- '*-'.'^' Death Is the greated blifs that Heav'n can fencfj " But there's my mournful friend, he ftill mny live, * There let thy tender care fome fuccour give, •'•' '^ Give but thcfe eyes him fafe from harm to foe, And you'll have granted more than life to me. fir;.T.<'l The hero fpokc, amaz'd the vet'ran flnnda, '- *^' ^ Again the chief renews his mild commands: ' •"'■• Rous'd by his voice the dauntlefs foldier bore • ♦ .' -♦ The wounded Peyton thro' the thund'ring fhore ; ■''■■ Then to the wond'ring hoft his load conveys, - "'^ '''' Tho* round his head the fiery tempell plays. " ' ^ Thus when the God-like chief, with tender care, Had refcued his Peyton from the rage of war, Pleas'd to have foreen'd from death fo lov'd a friend. Calm he prepares to meet his glorious end: ' '-- Now from his arm foon all its ftrength retires, ''"'''■ ' ' For now no more his friend that ftrength requires, ' ■' Stretch'd on the pit'lefs fliore he's feen to wait, '^-^'^ With brows of fweet ferenity his fate, " - - -""'■l . Around him fwift the fwarming Indians crowd, *^''~ They wave tlicir fwords, they vent their threats aloud. Now all at once a thoufand blades defcend, '^^'^ ^^ A thoufand blows at once his body rend ; ' ' ''>'^^ His foul takes wing, it mounts the bleft abode, 'iJ"^,/- i- And blends with feraphs round the throne of God; • Then with keen rage, unmatch'd In times before, ^'■^-'■ Dreadful they gafli his guiltlefs face all o'er, L Full ! C MO ] Full in the wound their favage fingers thrown, ti' Wifh merc'lefs fury bare the reeking bone ; > '• Then high in air the bloody fcalp is borncj : *• And mock'd, and fcofF'd, and dalh'd with hideous ' " fcorn ; ' 4's9»v Meanwhile, far hence from this dellrudlive coafl:, Wolfe o'er the waves condufts his mournful heft, Soon near his former poil he careful lands, ' ^ And in the camp fecures his vet'ran bands; / iil' Now when the fun had veil'd his l^icred light, s;' And rifing ft»rs proclaim approaching night, . ii v '( The wqe-fwoln chief from the embattled plain, tII Calls the remainder of his vanquifll'd train. The mournful mandate reaeh'd great Townflicnd's ear, And groaning deep he quits the dreadful war^ > ,«, ,' Then with fad fouls, that (lung with gen'rous fliame, Weep o'er the dark departure of their fame, •=<' •' While their dim eyes all ftream with patriot love, m ' Back to, the camp his filent fquadrons move, t ;-'-,/*«,?■ There for a time they yield to foft repofe, .'^'v'/^' And, loft in fleep,. forget tlieir country's viroes ; \ Not fo great Wolfe, this great, this mournful chieC, Withdraws from reft to fly to gloomy grief, 'if.- ' Thro' night's, dark fliades he treads the penfive coaft, To guard from foul furprlzethe .vanquifli'd hoft, I^ft-pride-fwoJ*i France ihould fteal a fatal blow, 'srv' And lay the remnant pf his. army low.; h?. ■ . it ' '■ i i\y /> Ieie> [ rii ] ?lcrc, as he moves, what thoughts tumultuous rolfi What woes afflift, what cares diftrad^ his foul ?' He fees his king, with phantoms vain, impreft, * View in fond hopes his country's wrongs redrelt, - He fees the nation' then with joy elate, Gn his high worth depend their future fate ; He hears the world,, with expectation all, Gn his great rtame for glorious conquefts call*, He fees thefe hopes, thefe expeftations loft, : i He fears the cenfures of his native coaft ; ' '^ Stung to the quick his brave, his gen'rous breaft, *. Refolves on death, if not with conqueft bleft* Thus did the hero pafs the gloomy night, " -H Nor think 'of reft till beams the morning light|, ^ Then a fliort fpace he^ yields to flecp's foft reign. And wake3 to tread the fame dark round again; ) Thus while a wayward moon, with changeful ray, i Thro* one long round purfues her circling way, Still as dull night's thick glooms o'erfhade the earth, Anxious thro* all its- damps he wanders forth, - - And as returning, Sol ftill deigns to rife,, i ; f . '■ Seals in a i])ort-liv'd reft his languid eyes; 't •, At length by care, by ceafelefs watchrngs, wcrrif, At length by grief, by piercing anguifh, torn. To foul difeafe his difappointment turns, ^ - ' And all his kindling frame with fervoar burns; ' Now on his couch, to Gckly glooms refign'd. Behold the fad, the God-like chief, confin*d, 7/ . L 2 A fiery C 112 3 A fiery fume fwift glows thro* all his blood,- •■ - And in dire tumult throws its crim'fon flood, -i^^' Fierce the warm fervour mounts thro* ev'ry vein, . And cads a mift around his dark'ning brain -, vt*«7 Loll in the cloud bev/ilder'd reafon ftrays, ""'- ' '*' And from his foul withdraws her gentle rays; Around his. tent the mournful foldiers crowd, ■ ' They breathe their fighs, they vent their griefs aloud, They for their Wolfe enquire with anxious fear, i While from each eye rolls down the forrov/I:tg. teur; All as a father weep- the generous chief, iiiJvi;''-' And all the army feems one burft of grief 5 »* r;!'/.:*-ill But whether rent by fierce corroding pain^ ' iii'i i' Or intermitting pangs ^thcir rage reftrain, v /' vl .1" ' Whether his foul is loft in frantic hate, f' ' f^ Jiifi i Or reafon free refumes her former feat; irmvA Britannia's woes ftill all his thoughts employ, 't^>r^ Thefe from his breaft ftill drive each gleam of joyy, Thiefe in his foul new fccnes of anguiili raife, t^ And add new fury .to the keen dlfeafe:.-' .-.c.-..'A When ten long days in ficknefs wing their flight, '^^ Juft as the fun difpcls tlie fhades of night; ^ * *'-^- •" Down from his head the cooling heat withdraws. And frees from all reftraint mild reafon's laws ; He fciz'd the moment fraught with mournful care^ And thus'to^jpitying Heav'n prefers his prayer:, ■ - Oh I thou, gi*eat Lord, whofo all-percclvIng eye' Can fierce thro'- earth, furvey the bouiullefs fky, -> - r.it . i ^ . Whole *^-ii ":!- '■■: • !• care, • iAi r .•(•>■', ■■' u^ .'■I t C 113 ] Whofc fearching thoughts thfo' all exigence roll, , Who knows each motion of the human foul, Whofc tender care dill grants our juft defires, And does for man what moft his good requires, O to my pray*r let thy mild mercy give, That this poor frame a flender fpace may live; Grant ire but life, till this my feeble hand Shall free from thefe dark glooms my native land ; Then from the trivial world well pleased 1*11 flee. And crown*d in all my wifhes hade to thee. I I / TouchM at the pray'r, high Heav'n's immortal Sire Bade from his frame the foul difeafe retire ; Inftant he rifes freed from ev*ry pain. And lo his fmiles foon cheer'd the camp again, ! !J Around him fwift in rapture crowds the hoft, ' ' '' And hymns of thanks refound thro* all the coaft, The facred ftrain foon mounts the bleft abode, And angels chaunt it round the throne of God ; Now bufy fame, who arm'd with countlefs cars, 'Mid buzzing founds thro' all the world appears. On ev'ry fide, round all the hoftile fhore, - Difpenfing fear the difmal tidings bore, f '. l. That Wolfe once more to all his ftrength rcturuM j Proud Gallia heard, (lie heard it, and flie mourn*d. ^ Montcahn beheld, with anxious grief opprefsM, Keen gloating envy tears his rankling bread, ,^ ' From fclieme to fcheme his fubtlc genius climbs,. Then mounts and fixes on the word of crimes ; L 3 Soon t. .* I 114 J f f*^ Soon as dim night hnd wrapt the world around, ,'7/' And all the flumb'ring earth in filcnce drown'd, ¥ "With plodding foul he quits hia lofty tent, V All his fell thoughts on direful murder bent, bft •'. As rav'ning wolves dray forth in fearch of prey, ' ^ S'.rQen'd by night's darkfome (hades, he takes has. way. Above the falls to where a ranlpart ftands, t^ i""^ Whofe tow'ring front the neighb'ring tide commands, A lofty precipice its bulk fullains, ^»U .av- t -*- And lifts it high above the circling plains; ? br.A Here on the nightly guard Verdonx;he found,' in .T All watchful wand'rLng round the. eiit:ling. mound, ; A wretch he was whofe foul uhbojQnd'by law,, irii! il Still grip'd at gold with ever rav'ning mdw, o! 'tA "Whofe cringing arts could ev'n fufpicion chaVm, /. And caution's felf of all her fence difarm, , -:Y>i "•'''^'- Whofe barb'rous mind to blackcil crimes oouJd bend, And knew no good that ferv'd no private end ; h'^xx. Him, when Montcalm defcry'd amid the band,- • jTI With friendly guife he feiz'd his willing hand, .;'J- Then from the gen'ral view they itept afide,-* .^.;;(» And thus, in flatt'ring words, the hero ci y'd : Now, oh my friend, if e^er thy deeds could prove. How keen thy bofom glows with patriot love, hJ'^l i If e'er thy genius vers'd in wily fnare» ■■■■]^' Could conquer thofe that dare the rage of vrars, 1-. JvTow let thefe wiles preferve thy native fliore, . . Wolfe her deftroyer lives, thou need'il no more j . i. y This :.^ [ US ] This fliouldft thou do, flioulcUl thou thy country frqc, From one who dares in worth to rival mci ' > "'^^ Around thy head (liall boundlefs trcafures rain, '"" i An4 crown the utmoft wifli thou hadft for gain, ' ^ Let thy great foul contemn the vulgar rules, - I That craft prefcribes to bind believing fools, '■ V Thefe blind directors ne'er reftrain the wife, * II A foul like thine fliould fpuni fuch fliameful ties $ -" For if to flay a foe be juft with heav'n, : lj.M It matters not by whom the blow is giv'nj ''■• T It matters not how we that foe fubdue,A ^. < I A . Whether in fecret walks or public viewj ". "^^ Think how great Mutius gainM eternal fame. Then dajre like him immortalize thy name: fcA ' To whom, in grov'iing words, the wretch rejoin'd. While fordid views tranfport his barb'rous mind :-^ Why, O my rriighty Lord, thus doubt me ftill,- » Why feek by needlefs proofs to fway my will^'i'A * Dqfl thou not know I ev'n thy hints obey, ' j.iW And only move when thou diredl'iT; the way; " Canft thou forget how I at thy command, ' To rife in fury fpur*d the Indian band, i When vail Fort William teem'd with Britifii blood, And thou from; all the guilt acquitted ilood, . '^ o /' With like obedience now to Wolfe I flee, n;( tC: And hope ere dawn to bear his head to thee. To whom Montcalm, I know thy trufly heart, Aud all thy adtions prove, thy fubtle art. . > iKi.A But C ii6 ] But yet, my dauntlcTs friend, thou mud not go^ Without an aid amid tlic mim'rous foe; C • Let brave Satngus, now at my command, Attend your progrefs towards yon hodile band. He is all faithful, generous, bold and- true, ^ And what thou dar'il command, he'll dare to do. ! He fpoke, then down the deep his progrefs bends^ Clofe by his fide the grov'ling flave attends j. l^ A Here on the margin of the filver flood, •; 3 •; Plac'd in the foremod watch Satagus flood, v i A bold American, whofc dauntlefs heart, ;! I Free, generous, brave, difdains the glofs of art, Who fcarlefs flames thro' all the frowns of fight^ And sdl his actions fquares by reafon's light; ^iCt His long black hair difhevel'd hangs behind, : "^x Fierce thro' hb vifage fliines his daring mind, / ^ Clofe by his fide a glitt'ring blade he wore, * . - And in hia hand a ihreat'ning ax he bore ; * » When on his poll him vile Montcalm defcries, . Thus, as fell Satan fmooth, he tempting cries, r''. Long, oh my friend,, have I admir'd thy miglit. Nations I know muft yield to thee in fight, *Tis this that prompts me thus to claim thy aid, To chafe thefe clouds that hover o'er our head j For know, all conqu'ring Wolfe, to ftrength reftor'd. Once more, o'er Gallia, waves his threat'ning fword ; That brave Verdonx, this great illuftrious chief. Goes by his death to end our country's grief;. \ ?ya Then C I^7 ] > ■J Then (ly with him — hallc, cruHi the God-like fo long Long fought for means that might thy fame extend^ And prove how much I wilh'd to be thy friend; i * That hour is come — I now a tale difclofe, ry'>-i ' That fhall for ever crufti thy country's foes, " m' For.lo, ev'n now, all Gallia's fwarniing bands 'I ' *, Roll in dead filence o'er yon diftant lands, - < Bent while dim night enwraps the flumb'ring ball, .' Full on thy camp to hurl their fury all : ? ,> But, oh do thou draW forth thy hoft in arms. Fierce on their heads retort their gath'ring harms, I thro'. the gloom will guide your, troops to fight, And not a foe fhall 'fcape this dreadful night ; Swift to great Wolfe afpiring hope returns, . ■/■ And all his breaft with kindling glory burns. Then from his eye flafh'd forth his God-like mind. And thus, with flutt'ring hafte, he foon rejoin'd :— * * Come tlien, Montcalm, roll on thy dire alarms, O with what joy I'll meet thy rage in arms, O with what joy amid thy hofts I'll pour. And fall or conquer in. that glorious hour; Rife, .my lov'd native land, all fears are o'er, Banifh thy griefs, thou foon (halt fmile once more, But, O .do thou my inftant fteps attend, My more than father, brother, guardian, friend j Come and behold me lay proud Gallia low, And fee me give the great decifive blow. Then with ftem front and high majeftic pride, Towards tlie camp he moves with tow'ring flride, " .:•■ •' ciofc I. • . ( ! L 1^0 J W Clofe at his fide, with lowering fteps, attend, bo.? The dark alTaiTin ?.nd his fancy'd friend; -*^<'^<^ 5' ?^»/- Gloomy as night all move abforb'd in thought, ^ But all, alas ! with diffVent projedls fraught, *- At length they came to where their wani'ring eyes -'^ Saw on all fides huge tlireat'ning rocks arife, ^^ »* ■ /i Who tow'ring round exclude each beam of light, 'i And clofe them in from ev'ry mortal fight, ' '^''"'' ''-^ '^■ Here the foul wretch, impellM by fraud malign, . 's** Approach'd the chief to fpeed his bafe defign, • ^ He opes his bofom, warm in murder's caufe, '' * And flow from thence a direful piftol draws, ^' .\ Sly at the deftin'd mark then takes his aim, '■'»' -''' ' ' And ftraight prepares to roufe the deadly flame j Jufl: at that infl;ant brave Satagus, who, > C O'er all his a£lions kept a con ftant view, "" < •'- With manly force his brawny arm outfpread, ■': ^ And hurl'd it furious on the monfler's head; :'• •' Stunn'd at the blow, depriv'd of fenfe he reel^J, > And, helplefs, falling fliakes the echoing fields. Lie there, thou wretch, the gen*rous Indian faid, Nor aim thy rage at fpotlefs virtue's head. There feci with double force thy vile intent, ,';/■. And gafp bencatli the blows for others meant; . ? v'" Then, with bold hand, to clieck fucceeding harms, He flrips the wretch of all his impious arms; ■ < *, Aftonifh'd Wolfe, in deep ama^iement drown'd, T" O'erv/helm'd with wonder wildly ftares around ; ..' l ...;. Bu: I t 121 3 But foon the Indian thus the chief addrefsM, * And clearM the doubts that cloud liis manly breaft :— Know, oh great Wolfe, that fiend's infidicus breath. In fawning lies, conceal'd the (lings of death. He, fromt hy fword, the Gallic caufe to free, '"' Came for to flop life's guiltlefs ftream in thee. But worlds (hall pcrifli ere true worth (hall fail. Or Hell's black furies o'er bright Heav'n prevail. To whom, with rapid hafte, the chief rejoin'd. While gen'rous fury fwells his manly mind : — Heav'ns ! can fuch wretches crawl the burthen'd earth. Can tainted nature give fuch monflers birth ! Cou'd that fell fury who cou'd fpeak fo fair, • ' |l Beneath a fmooth difguife fuch bafenefs bear ? But thou, foul fiend, flialt yield thy pois'nous breath. For foon thy barb'rous deeds I'll crovvn with death. Thus while thefe words, with thund'ring voice, he faid, Fierce from the fiieath he draws his thrcat'ning blade. Returning now to fenfe, with mournful eyes, Verdonx beheld the gath'ring danger rife. His ready genius flies to fraudful art. And thus he feeks to melt the hero's heart : •t Stay, oh great Wolfe, thy dreadful wrath forbear. Spare me, for pity — oh, for mercy, fpare; Nought but the cries of want's eternal call Could make my foul to fuch foul bafenefs fall, M 'Twas I C 122 ] *Twas vile Montcalm that fhower'd allurements round, And my weak virtue in their ftreani wzs drownM $ Yes, it was want that drew my rage on thee, , ,, But, oh thefe wants are not confinM to mej I have a wife, a tender helplefs brood, v, < , ri Who, on my toil, depend for daily food, K- Who have nought elfe to flop iierce nature's cries. But what my poor, my flender pay fupplies ; Tlien think, oh think, were I depriv'd of life. How my poor infants, how my haplcfs wife, Mufl plunge in endlefs grief, defpis'd, forlorn, •', Muft weep, how vainly weep, for my return i : i\ Then fpare my life, oh let me hence retire, i If e*er thou waft, e*er hop'ft to be a fire. • The gen'rous hero yields to nature's fway, v . Before compaflion rage diflbives away, . ,, Far from his breaft he ;ill refentment throws, Loft in foft anguifli for the ftranger's woes, Swift^ from the ftroke, (brinks back his pitying blade, While thus, with lefs'ning wxath, he crJmly faid : — Go, thou vile wretch, thy worthlefs life retain, }My foul difdains to give the guiltlefs pain, *Tis fure misfortune, grief enough, to be '« A wife, a child, to fuch a wretch as tliee ; But cou'dft thou feel alone the vengeance due, Were no unhappy babes involv'd with you, Juftice ftiould then reward thy barb'rous crimes. And thy example teach fucceeding times j But t 123 ] A, le. But, oh, to plunge the poor in black defpair; Is more than I, than ev*n my wrath can bear. Then with mild pity's hand that touch*d at woe, Oft deigns to footh the anguifii of a foe. He a huge weight of that bright ore held fortli> "Whofe fmiles can chear the penuries of earth ; Let this relieve thy babes, fly hence, he cries. Ere my furrounding guards to vengeance rife. The grov'ling flave accepts with keen delight. Then tow'rds the GaHic camp dtre£ls his flight. Soon as the Indian faw the wretch retire. His generous bofom boils with kindling In?, Black eholer flafties from his fiery eyes. And thus, with threatening voice, he madly cries : — Now fince thy hands Iwve fct the monfter free, I too, deluded Wolfe, will hafte from thee, ' They who, to crimes, can fach indulgence fliow. Mud fure deteft the man that is their foe. He fpoke, he flrove, his ftruggling wrath to quell, Then turns his fcornful fteps, and bids farewell. Wolfe feiz*d his hand, with anxious grief opprefs'd. And eager thus his flutt'ring foul expreft : — Why would my gen'rous friend thus hafte away. Stay thou, brave chief, my great deliv'rer, ftay ; Why muft a gentle deed be blam'd by you. Which pity's pow'r compeli'd my ^ul to do? Did not his looks a thoufand woes exprefs? And rage (hould ever yield before diftrefs ', ' M 2 Then C 124 3 ' J. Then come, my friend, oh come, thy wrath forego,, A foul fo brave muft feel another's woe ; Come then, I fay, oh haile, return with me, In yonder camp I'll plead n\y caufe to thee. Firm and unmov'd, long time, the Indian ftood> While, thro* his cheek, fierce glow'd his fiery blood j, Then with dark gloom, and fternly frowning air. He yields, relu£lant, to the heroes prayt. 4 Now, to the camp,, the chief his progrefs bendis, Sullen, the Indian all his fteps attends 5 They pafs the trench, thro' fpacious ftreets they glide*: Where tents, in order, fliine on either fide, ' n Whofe wide-fpread fronts all tow'ring feem to rife Like a tall city of ftupendous fize, .;*, Far o'er the reft, to meet their gladd'aing fight, i^ Great Wolfe*8 pavilion rears its (lately height, ^m ^' Beneatli whofe arch, with wide enliv'ning rays,. 7\ A cryftal lamp throws round a fplendid blaze*, ' " '' Soon as the chief approachkl the lofty ,flied^ * .;* He to a fplendid feat the ftranger led, •;-• Sullen he fits, while o'er his low'ring brow ".'; Some fparks of ftruggling wrath ftill feem to glow, Clofe by his fide the chief a feat comprefs'd, / And thus he feeks to calm his ftubborn gueft :— • Now, O my friend, do thou thy wrath rebate. Give to my words their jull, intrinfic, weight. Let fteady reafon hear my doubtful caufe, . . 1 And judge by nature's mild, impartial, laws; ? :■'. Know C 125 3 Know firft, my friend, that Europe's fens are taught To view blind vengeance as an hideous fault, That all, who mildly warm in virtue's caufc, With fteady zeal obey the Chriftian laws, t. Hold it moft juft to foothe the pangs of woe. Whether the fafF'rer be a friend, or foe ; Train'd in thefe precepts from my earlieft youth, *^ ^ I caught the feeds of virtue and of truth, ''' * Till with the eflence of my foul they twin'd This tender flexibility of mind; And now tho' reafon's felf ihould difapprove. So fwayd's my ev'ry thought bv Chriftian love, -' That I, at each fad call of plaintive grief * Am forcM by nature's cries to lend relief. Am forc'd by nature's hand to pity woe, Tho' the fell fufF'rer were my keeneft foe ; Nor fbould we blame ihefc principles that move The human foul to mild forgiving love. Do we not all for mercy fue to IIeav*n, Then why not mercy by ourfelves be giv'n ? Why not vain man to fellow-creatures fiiovv ' i>; That good which Heav'n extends to all below ? ' ^ How can we hope eternal wrath will ceafe, ,••' If, from ourfelves, wc drive the fmilf 3 of peace ? Tims, had my rage deprlv'd that wretcli of life, ^■ Think how his infants, how his hapleG; wife, •*'- Then muft have plung'd in feas of endlela grief, Robb'd of each friendly beam of mild relief, I^I 3 This C i26 2 l This with remoife had flung my future dayy. And robb*d- my foul of all its wonted eafe. But tho* blind rage the foul to anguifli draws, No harm can fpring from mild compaflion's laws, For fure that wretch will ne*e», with treach'rous art> Again prefume to tempt my eafy heart. Too well he knows the fad, the dreadful fate. That then muft all his barb'rous crimes await. i But, O do thou, my great dcliv'rer, prove ^ The juft rewards that flow from grateful love,. Here (halt thou (lay, whatever my will commands,. Shall joyful wait thy kind accepting hands. And when my fword (hall end the glorious war,. All England's fmiles (hall crown thy gen*rous care y For tho' my mercy fet the mifcreant free, It leflens not my gratitude to thee. : ';' ^. ' Oft have I heard thy tribes accounted bafe, ^ , But fure thy a£lions prove a generous race. ■,. To whom the Indian then, with hafte, rejoin'd, While patriot glory fwells his manly mind : — No more, O Wolfe, my foul condemns the deed,, I know thy mental pow*rs muft mine exceed. Thy eyes can pierce thro*^ confequences nice, . , We but obferve the virtue and the vice ; But come, great: Wolfe, be now thy ears inclined. Attend this truth, and 'grave it in thy mind. That tho' fome Indians, vers'd in Chriftian art^ Feel foul corruption taint their poifon'd hearts, ',V Europe -^i d, \* ir o t- ♦. iropc C 127 3 Europe it was, that fource of all our vroes. Whence firft this vile, this direful peft arofe, Twas (he firft train'd us to the arts of fraud. And taught our fouls to fpurn the laws of God. Tis true, when Europe, vers*d in fraudful wiles^ ^ The artlefs nature of our fouls, beguiles, -^ That taught by her we learned the art to cheat> •'•* And on her head retort her own deceit. ----^. . Tis true, when o'er our poor defencelefs lands Roll with unpitying rage their merc*lefs bands^ That we ftill flay, with keen relentlefs fpight^ All of thofe plunderers that we take in fight, * How could we elfe their fraud, their arms, oppofe^ And guard our own againfl: a world of foes, , . ^- But as when wrongs our foul to vengeance fire, '^ We burn, we rage, with more than merc'lefs ire ; So when mild treatment beams a genial ray,*"^ ^^ r / i In boundlefs love our wrath diflblves away, * >'? Fix'd to tlie gen'rous friend unmov'd we {land> < Nor change 'till death diflblves the ftedfaft band. Hence, O my friend, from hence O learn to know, 'Tis from thy brethren all our vices flow. For tho' unfkili'd in all the m^e of fchools, Tho* quite untaught in all the barb'rous rules. By which Europeans cheat the eafy times, ^ And pafs, for virtues, moft atrocious crimes, We, by the light which Heav'n beftows on man. Up to their fource, their varnifh'd ad^ions fcan, mi:'-\ By .1 t '"8 -] By reafon's light explore each moving csrafe^ And pierce the veil their boafled polifti draws. O could thefe eyes, that wifli'd-for time, behold^ Which, oft with tears, our aged fires have told, When our forefathers, blefs'd with peace and healthy Were free from Europe's crimes, from Europe's wealthy When, undillurb'd, they might their empire fpread^ Where'er the eye can pierce, the foot can tread. O'er far ftretch'd wilds, o'er wide-extended floods. O'er lofty mountains,, plains, and boundlefs woods. How on falfe oceanr's faithiefs brink I'd (land, * And watchful gaze all round my much Ipv'd landy \j And as each impious, bark dar'd rife to view, •• M*' O with what pit'lefs rage I'd tear her crew, 'i^-k In thofe bleft days our happy fires might rove-, - i Fearlefs, where'er their fouls inclin'd to move; For them, each foreft teem'd with wholefome food. For them, with fiflies fwarm'd the fiiver flood, »' r; For them, kind Nature ftor'd the fmlling land', >'i.-'I And fed their ev'ry want with copious hand. X • Then no proud arts bid commerce glare around, " No commerce then bid luxuries abound; Then no fell luxuries their influence fpready^ : : i To mar the joys that hover'd round thelF.head> f Then all was calm, each heart with rapture glow'd, Nor fent a wifh beyond what Heav'^n befl:ow'd : But now foul rapine's vile, unpitying trains. Swarm, from all fides, o'er all our haplcfs plains.. - ti • Now C 129 T Now on ouf laws, our facred rights they tread. And all around wide defolation fprcad. Snatch ev*ry fpot where fertile Nature fmiles. And drive us back to ftarve in defert wildS) / Ev*n the wild beads, that fed our fires before, Tho* unpoflefs'd, are counted ours no more. -«" How, O my friend, can I then tamely view This falfe, this vile, this bafe, this merc'lefs crew ? \ How can I view them, thus relentlefs pour Whole feas of ruin o*er my much lov'd fliore ? i ^ / Tlien with foul cenfures ftigmatize her narocj And not thus rife to vindicate her fame ? But, O great Wolfe, while thus my bo£bm glowa i With indignation at my country's woes, '* i....t^ Let not my bluntnefs thy rcfentment raife, i 4 I know thy foul's above fuch vulgar ways } Cenfures like thefe can ne'er be aim'd at thee. Thou art from pride, from all ambition, free. Wolfe views the God-like ardor of his gueHi, And ftraight with tranfport glows his gen'rous bread. He fees each word from truth, from reafon, rife. And eager thus, with anfw'ring hafte, replies: — / No — Heav'n forbid that e'er my headlong ire , Should blame the fallies of fo nobr a fire. All men, all ranks, (hould joy, fliould wifli to find The one who dares, unavv'd, to fpeak his mind. Did all thus freely all their thoughts difclofe, * Would it not fave our race a world of woes ? , Now, A <( Now, O my friend, do thou, at my commancf, Difclofe thy birth, thy name, thy native land, ^ Dirclofe, what urg'd thy friends the war to wagc^ What drove their fouls to fuch unheard-of rage % For Aire fince thou didft fan the dreadful fire^ There muft be caufe to juftify their ire. To whom the Indian — Ope thy liftening ear. And thou the truth of each event flialt hear; ^ :' We never feek to cloud the gazer's eyes, V ' '^ Or hide a barb'rous deed in fair dlfguife, '^ We, to Europeans, leave the arts of fraucT, -' And only fpeak as taught by truth and God. 4 Near where the Kittochtinny hills arife, ^ - With tow'ring afpe£l: thro* the circling flcicf, I, from the brave Torcautious, drew my birthi A chief whofe fame once fill'd the wond'ring earthy Boad for my native tribe the Delaware, - -^ And fierce Satagus is the name I bear. When dauntlefs youth, with vigour, fir'd my fran>e. And all my foul was fiird with glory's flame. Few of my brethren could with me compare, ' ■ . To hunt the monftrous elk, or prowling bear» To trace the beaver'^s dark retreat below, ' - Or meet, in glorious arms, the raging foe. Oft in the fervor of the folar beam, ' Thro' boundlefs woods I've toil'd in queft of game. And oft to fcize the meditated prey, Forc'd, o'er huge piles of fnow, my cheerlefs way ; ^o-- . • Years [ay ;• ;ars f Years I have fpcnt amon^; tlie Britifli race, To teach fhcfe fons of eafc the (Icighii of chaccj Yet, hear how thefe fell tyrants injured me, Then judge, O judge, how great my wrongs muft be. Once, with a tender fpoufe, my hours were blefsM, "Who cv'ry virtue, ev'ry charm, pofleft, f. ■ . Pure was her foul as beams the morning ray, ^ *. And, in her heav'nly fmile, all comfort Liy \ Five gentle fummers faw our jcys Ji:!cre:i(ci( Five tender infants crown'd out iond '*rab'',icc. Together blefs'd, we trod the dreary vv;ldf» And ev*n when fortune frown*d wc i-y\ on i'miieSj, Joy lum'd my peaceful hut — T >A\\ uo niorej Nor envy'd kings their vaft, unv>i:).dy ftor •. At length thy brethren, not content to hold The mighty tra£ls their fires pOjTef&'d of old, RoU'd o*er our defert wilds their pit'lefs pow'rji, * And.fnatchM the little fpot that ftii! was ouioj Oh ! had our lands but felt their ruthld'a 'aiiM5, Oh ! had their rage produc'd no keener harms. Then with what joy Fd quit my natJve plain, And left thofe plund'rers all thei; iil-got gain, A)ou}»ht, with my hclplefs char£;L', icme ^.Ji.ppi-;r land, Wliere focial blifs ne'er felt the tyrp.iu*? hand ! But oh, fad fate, their fi; j cera'd not there, • . Far mightier woe^i they doom'd my foul to bear, They made i*ny wife, my tender babes, their prey, And bore my love, my life, my all away, While A JjSA ! iU I '32 1 While the loft father of the haplcfs brood, ' '■'■^' Travers'd the diftant woods in fearch of food. Soon as to me the difmal tidings came, -'' ^ •" Oh what keen fury glow'd thro' all my frame ! I ilorm'd, I flew, I rous'd my friends to arms. Then on the foe I roird in dire alarms, Back'd by HeavVs vengeance, hurl'd whole myriads low, . ^ And fpread on every fide a fcene of woe. From hence, O "Wolfe, the wrath of difcord woke, From hence conclude who gave the lawlefs ftroke, Fronji hence perceive how falfe the tyrant crew, v -^ Tranfmit their deeds, their barb*rous deeds, to you j They blaze the worlds of blood by Indians fpilt. But never once difclofe European guilt. To whom, with rapid hafte, the chief returns, While his great foul with juft refentment burns : — Heav'ns \ has my dear, my once lov'd native (hore. In her fair ifle fuch ruthiefs monfters bore ? Can thefe, who fcarce their fovereign's laws obey. On others tread with fuch remorfelefs fway ? But, OiTiy friend, think not that Britons are, Like thefe, all bafe, inclined to feuds or war ; Hcav'n knows could I thy country's peace regain, How foon rd fly to mitigate her pain ; But fay, my friend, did not the Gallic fire With double fury fwell your kindling ire ? •, ' ' Did 'Till C ^33 3 Did not proud France propsi the dreadful blow. And drive you on to fpread thofe fcenes of woe? To whom the Indian. Yes, the tyrant Gaul, Bid us on you with merc'lefs fury fall, *Twas her vile arts that fann'd the dreadful fire, Which but for her would foon have fpent its ire ^ For tho* the Britiih nation did me wrong, « Still more my foul abhors the Gallic throng, Still more my foul detcfts their foul deceit, That hides in fair difguife the rankefl hate ; 'Tis true, thy land for our deftruftion ftrove. But then fhe fcorn*d to wear the malk of love. While impious Gaul with treacherous fraud beguiles, And hides our ruin in a world of fmiles; Soon as with barb'rous joy her gladdening eyes Saw ill our fouls the flames of difcord rife, From north to fouth, o'er all the Indian ground, She pour'd her crowd of emiflaries round, Who to wild frenzy rous'd erxh kindling fliore, And gave new fury to the tempeft's roar ; Here with a train of nods and looks profound, Thejr whifpVIng bttzz'd a world of lies around, Tliey talkM of fchenies which Albion's ruthlefs powers Had bafely form'd of extirpating ours, 'Till by their treach'rous arts they wrought us all To the vile purpofe of the fons of Gaul, 'Till, with blird fury, we In countlefs fwarms, Rulh'd to involve the earth In endlefs ftorms, N Firft i C 134 ] w nl 1 *ri' T'lrft to the fight, in threatening crowds, arofc The Onandagoes and the Oneidoes, The Mohawks fierce, who pour their num*rous bandsi From where their mother flream her arms expands, The dauntlefs Senecas, who boaft their ihores. Near where the thund*ring Niagara roars. The fearlefs Caugas, fam'd for martial might, And Tufcaronas firft in glorious fight; • Then there pour'd forth to brave our furious foes, The num'rous tribes from where the Ohi flows. The furious Nanticokes, the Conoy's hoft. The warlike Minifmks, near Jerfey's coail, \y, The Shawanefe who, like a thund'ring flood, JRoird on in vengeance for their brethren's blood. The .boift'rous Tuteloes, the Wappingers, The Chiignuts, Unamies, and Delawares, • My *dauntlefs countrymen, who daring live Where Sufquehannah rolls her filver wave, * Where mighty Dela\i'are receives" her tide. And fpreads, with wide expanfe, Ler wat'ry pride; Laft, for to crown the motley train of France, The dauntlefs Mohickons in arms advance. The countlefs tribes who near thofe climes refide, Where Lake Superior rolls her boundlefs tide, Where weftward far the mighty ocean flows, And where the polar world is wrapt in fnows; Thefe all collected ruHi'd difcordant forth, To fpread wild tumults o'er the trembling earth, i . On \ \ C 135 1 On cv*ry fide the rage of war we hurlM, - *> .■■ And plung'd in fcenes of woe the groaning worlds While five long fund, lironi> that all-gloomy day^ Have rolPd round this f.\d earth their annual way, Still have thefe eyes beheld war's dreadful hand. Thus in vaft feas of grief involve your land, v Still have thefe eyes, with each returning year, . Beheld ftill mightier fcenes of woe appear; -. , .. Cities Fve feen diflblve in feas of fire, "^ Myriads I've feen before our arms retire. Nations Fve feen in purple horrors drown'd. Virgins polluted, infants ilain around, While thund'ring difcord flam'd from fliore to fliore^ And all was terror^ deathj and wild uproar. t , '.rv-f i» -^ J J 1 1) ill N2 BOOK 4j- hi C 13<5 3 BOOK THE FOURTH. xH \ X HE Chief's attendants now, with duteous care. The table fpread, the nightly feaft prepare, ' ' In juft array the fmoakhig viands plac'd. With grateful favours lur'd the eager tafte ; The courteous hero feats his God-like gueft, ' Togetlicr pleas'd they fliare the genial feafl:> Till fatiate hunger drops her fierce controuF, And thirfty nature claims the genVous bowl} ' "* When from the board the ufelefs cates are borne. With rofy wine the menial train return, In lucid glafs. the fj^arkling liquor fliines, And fpcaka the rich produce of Gallia's vines: Now when convivial mirth had circled round, * When many a fprightiy bowl the feafl had crown'd. When the light foul from mad intemp'rance free,, Buoy'd by new fpirits, mounts in focial glee. The gen'rous Wolfe, with third of knowledge fraught. Thus to the brave Satagus opes his thought : — Now while the fliades of night foft glide away. And rapid Sol brings round returning day. In fweet difcourfe let us the hours employ, For fweet difcourCe enhances ev'ry joyj. 'I' ■^ C '37 ] To-morrow's dawn may call to other careSy ^ And ilcad of converfe 'wake the rage of warsy Firft, oh my friend, let thy kind tongue difclofe What modes of worfliip thy rude nation knows ^ Tell me, what think they of the bleft abode, And the high pow*r of great Creation's God, For long have I admir'd the fweet controul n » ' With which thy mild religion fways the foul. How you all calmly feek the realms of day, With no vile janglings to perplex your way. While we, tho'-blefs'd with Heav'n's all-guiding light, Qu^it the juft path to plunge in endlefs fpight. i ; ^ To whoRi the gen'rous Indian thus replies : — '» With thy command my ready tongue complies, Whate'er thou wouldft that thou canft learn from me. With }oy my artlefs foul fliall ope to thee ; Like you we deem that one Almighty God .. - Rules o'er creation from his bleft abode; >,- ■ That he*s the firft, the great, the final caufe ; ' Of Nature's being, and of Nature's laws j >' That his high provideiice protefts our race. Rewards the virtuous, puniilies the bafe ; That countlefs fpirits, at his dread command, ' l[ Rule o'er the (kies, the ocean, and the land } Some in the heav'ns direft the planet's way, liCad round the ftars, or guide the fource of day j Some In the fields of air controul the wind, Fling looie the tempeft, or its fury bind, N 3 Bid II C '3« 1 1 1 Bid fiiow'^rs defcend, or cooling zephyrs rife^ *»' Or Anooth the rigour of the wintry flcies ; •''^ ' Some on the earth fly round with bufy wing, Deck the gay fields, or aid the opening fpring ; Some with kind care watch o*er the human race^ Guard them from ills, difpenfe the fweets of peace> To favoured man impart high heav^fs decree. Or from deftru£live pains the body free ;. Other light fprights there are, by fate defign'd,. With endiefs torments to perplex mankind : (Thefe all fly round, ftill anxious to undo *Whate*er*8 conflru6ted by the milder crew. \\ We're taught tktt far beneath the weftern fkie& A vaft, a bright, a joyful empire Ires, That after death our guardianr fpirits bear Our ha^^py fouls to fport in triumph there $ That tliere the good all tafte, without alloy, That which on earth they held the greatefl joyj This we believe, thus much we hope, we fear. But yet this never drives our fouls to war: And fare that Go'^., who gave creation birth, Who, wrapt in thunders, awes the proflrate capth> Ne*er can be pleased to fee our lowly race From his great hand rejedl the gift of peace. To fee the world in bloody tumults fall. For trivial points alike unknown to all j And te^ me who, tho* arm'd with faith mofl ftrong. Can prove his own is right, his foes is wrong, AU C "39 ] All re£ts alike the gift of reafon ufe^ For all alike the facred gift abufe } , ' Some mu{t have err'd, we know not who they be> Then all (hould fpare 'till all the guilty fee r But, oh ! too well our haplefs tears can prove,. How feldom man is fway'd by Chriftian love. Too well our woes, our boundlefs woes, declare^ 'Tis not true zeal e'er drives them on to war : For fince that day, when Europe*s pit'lefs hand Firft huri'd fad ruin o*er our groaning land. Still from religion's awful name they've brought Cloaks, for to warrant all the crimes they wrought. While the dark horrors of their a£lions tell. That they're the fervants of the Lord of Hellj Under the fan£lion of this glorious name. Oh ! how their rage has plung'd the world in flame I Oh ! in what boundlefs feas of ftreaming gore Have their keen fwords involv'd this haplefs (bore I 'Till Johnfon, thou great guardian of our right, 'Rofe for to ftem enthufiaftic fpight. And haft thou known great Johnfon ? Wolfe repllee. With joy ecftatic fparkling from his eyes ; And haft thou known that great, that God-like man, Didft thou his worthy his glorious anions, /can ? If fo, impart the grateful tale to me, 1 It long I've wifti'd to learn from one like thcck Pleas'd at the taflc, with joy the Indian burns, ,And to the gen'rous Wolfe thus fwift returns :— ^ Yes, C 140 ] Yes, mighty Wolfe, thro* many a glorious fray * • Have thefe keen eyes beheld his dreadful way. And many a time, ere yet the war broke forth. Have I admirM his bright tranfcending worth. When where Lake George confines the Britifh coaft, Led by De Dielkau we attacked his hoft i Dauntlefs I faw him rear his awful form, Fearlefs I fuw him meet the thund'ring ftorm. Fierce he drove on thro* crowds of trembling foes, While round his fword vaft piles of flaughter rofe, 0*cr routed multitudes fublime he trodc, ., i ,: And all his deeds confefs'd the favouring God; u I faw him too, when late his conqu'ring arms Made vaft Ontario ring with dire alarms, While other rulers proud, prefumptuous, bafe, With brutal actions tantaliz'd our race, , ,*,; i < He with the gentleft manners, free from art, ; Pltea5*d ev*ry eye, delighted ev'ry heart ; '51 ■; He with paternal care efpous'd bur caufe, ; ! And we, with filial duty, own'd his laws j ... He, in the cloak of piety, ne*er ftrove To force our fouls to what they difapprove ; , A » He leaves us free, to think as Reafon pleads. And follow Confcicnce wlicrefoe'er {he leads : , ; Do but be virtuous, ftill the hero cries. And this alone will pleafe the joyful (kies. While other chiefs, deterr'd by coward fears. In flow manoeuvres trifled out whole years^ . i While, n C MI ] While, iinreveng^d, they faw whole empires fall. Nor movM at Nature's oft repeated call; He, with a fwiftnefs that outftrip'd the light, • ' To cv*ry qvartcr wing'd his rapid flight, ' ' ^ On ev'ry fide opposM the raging foe, And fcreen'd his lov*d allies from threatening woe : But fince great Johnfon's worth I thus proclaim. Since chance has led me to this glorious theme, Ere from the much-lov*d fubje£fc I depart, f ' ' I with his mightieft deed mud charm thy heart, I mull to thee, in fuller words, difclofe. How in his lad exploit he cruih'd his foes. Nor wilt thou e'er regret this fweet delay, While thy foul IHlcns to what I ftiail fay:— '- Near where Lake £ri from her depths profound, Sweird by the numVous floods that foam around, ' The Lake Superior's vaft capacious tide. The long-fl:retch'd Machigan and Huron wide, Down Niagara drives with thund'ring roar. And tow'rds Ontario rolls her wat*ry ftore j Near this, I fay, a lofty fortrefs ilands, ; ' Whofe ftrong built ramparts awe the neighboring lands. Who fpreads her far-ftretchM empire, without bound. O'er ail the mighty lakes that roll ^ound. Thy nation rous'd from that lethargic ftate. In which fo long {he feem'd to welcome fate ; ' At length led on by Johnfon's dread command^ Againft this fortrefs fent a num'rous band, *" Sooti C .4* ] ^, Soon as his rifing works were ripe for fight, ' ' He pufh'd the fiege with more than mortal might, Around the fort his fwift approaches *rofe, ' . • * And in their walls (hut up the trembling foes, w 'Till preft by threat'ning ills on ev'ry h'>.nd, » They on the brink of ruin feem to (land ; >. Aubry, a chief, a dauntlefs chief of Gaul, Beheld the threat'ning cloud that hung o'er all, i And ftraight refolves t'avert th* impending harms, And meet theJBritiflihod in glorious arms; Fir'd by like views with kindling glory warm. At his loud call unnumber'd nations fwarm, \\ The regions all around the lakes from far c ;« Pour forth her fons to meet the coming war i ' « The dauntlefs Aubry, at the dawn of day, ^ ' -. Big with his mighty army takes his way. In ileady ranks we mov'd along the coail. For I among the reft had join'd the hoil ; Soon as our bands near Niagara drew. Sudden the Britifh troops appeared in view. Before their camp to thwart our bold defigns. In ihining arms they'd fpread their glitt'ring lines. The furious Indians fcreen'd their flanks from fear. And in their front the regulars appear ; In vain our throats fent forth an hideous yell, . That roar'd as breath'd from out the jaws of hell ; In vain loud thund'ring o'er the echoing plain. We pour'd tempeftuous on the hoflile train ; Firm C M3 ] ■J Firm ns a rock their dauntlefs vetVans flood, And queird each onfet of our troops in bloody For then no Braddock, with unliable force, But Johnfon's felf oppos'd our dreadful courfe, High o'er the reft he rear*d his awful form, Dauntlefs, unaw'd he met the thundering ftorm*, Stern, as a God, his brow terrific frown'd. Fear and wild terror on his foes around, ' While that fame brow that thus could awe the brave, To his own troops new ftrength, new fury, gave } At length .when many a (hock we*d try'd in vain. At length when many a Gaul beftrew'd the plain, Trembling we funk before his whelming might, And loft, in wild confufion, took to flight ; Then like a tempeft fcouring o'er the main, • Dreadful he burfts upon our fcatt'ring train. Where'er he moves wild horror, flight appear, Confufion, ruin, anarchy, and fear. O'er ail our routed troops he bounds along. And pours dcfliuflion on the groaning throng} Thus broke, difpers'd, for many a mile wc flew. Thus fwift, thus fierce, the conqu'ring troops purfue, 'Till breathlefs thoufands ftrevvM the groaning fliore. And back in chains our captive chief they bore ; Then to tlie fort once more they wing'd their way, And crufli'd its force that fame vi6lorious day j This aclion o'er, thro' many a dreary wade, To yonder town I flew with eager hafle. There C 144 ] There to Montcalm difclosM the dreadful ne-vs, That mud for ever check his tow'ring views i And there, O Wolfe, did firft thefe joyful eyet Behold the fplendors of thy glory rife ; There for long time I ey^d, from day to day, What God-like virtues markM thy warlike way, *Till in a fondnefs for thy pecrlefs fame, Died my averfion to Britannia's name ; Gaul's mighty chief I ey'd with keenncfs too, But, ah ! how diff'rent is that chief from you ? He, tho' more brave than all brave Gallia's race. Is mean, is artful, cruel, proud, and bafe; \, Like you, in chace of glory, flill he flies. But ne'er, like you, by virtue, wins the prize ; At length his barb'rous fcheme to murder thee. Far ev'ry thought of friendfliip threw from mc : I from hencefortli the Gallic caufe forego, • And now commence her rank eternal foe ; But fince, O Wolfe, to thy attentive ear I've op'd whate'er thy foul might wifti to hear, Do thou, in turn, from clouds my bofom free. And clear fome doubtful myfteries to me ; Tell me why nations, blefs'd with fruitful lands. With all that nature aflcs, or pomp demands, To fuch wild rage, fuch dreadful wars, refort. As if they flruggled even for life's fupport ; Tis true that we engage in fcenes of blood. But then we fight for liberty and food. We I. Wc fight to guard the cllc, or prowling bear, For what prefervcs our being, claims oiur care ; But neither France, or Britain, can alledge Motives like thcfe to juftify their rnj^c, Each in herfelf contains an ample (lore, Enough for Nature's wants — man needs no more : Then is it hopes to gain a deathlcfs name, A luft of glory, or a thif^ of fame, Or is it dark, unblefs'd religion, fay. Religion's felf, that points the hideous way, That hurls Europa's dates In tumult all. And plants fuch enmity 'twixt you and Gaul ? To whom the chief, ere thy enquiring eyes * Can view the fouvce from whence thefe contefts rife, I muft to thee, in terms fuccin£t, relate A flender hid'ry of Britannia's Itate, That then in clearer lights '"y words may (how The mighty myfl'ry which thou fcek'ft toknow; When Rome, an awful empire, without bound, Who long had rul'd it o'er the world around. Had for unnumber'd years, o'er Albion's land, Wav'd the dread enfigns of her high command ; Then like a mighty ocean ebb'd away^ And left to other ftates the fweets of fway ; When the bleak north had teem'd her num'rous brood, Proud, fitrrce, r.ipacious, ignorant and rude, When like vafl: torrents o'er our groaning lands. Dreadful they'd roll'd their huge unnumber'd bands, O Had I'' , C 146 ] Had hurl'd fierce flames and defolatlon round, And all our towns in blood and flaughter drowned ; . Then for to cvown this endlefs train of woes. From GauFs dark (hore a bloody tyrant rofe, He, like a lowering ;mpefl, edg'd with flame, , Fierce from the fouth difpenfing ruin came; He, with loud thunders hurl'd all juftice down. And feiz'd, with lawlefs hands, "liritannia's crown ; 'Twas from this conqueft of the Britifh ftate Sprang the firft feeds of Gaul's and England's hate, And from this fource fprang all the endlefs wars, That fhook their empires in fucceeding years ; For the proud tyrant, whofe vitlorious hand Thus bound in fcrvile chains Britannia's land, Where round great Gallia's fliore extends the fea, ,-. Ere o'er our much lov'd ifle hcM rear'd his fway. Had, with a juft hereditary retgn, Rul'd o'er fair Normandy's extenlive plain, And when, by length of time, his impious race Were in their new-got empire fix'd in peace. They, with unbated ardour, flill eflay'ci .^ ?; To hold the realm their anceftors had fway'd. Britain, obedjent to their dread commands, . Pour'd forth her fons to guard thefe foreign lands ; i Gaul faw, with jealous eye, their near advance, ^ And flrove to chafe them from the coaft of France, Till from their ftrife eternal wars arofe. That plung'd each kingdom in a world of wpes ; But C M7 ] But while thefe wars with horror fill'd the earth. They fervM as nurseries to heroic worth, ''' " For hence great chiefs immortaliz'd their name, And down to future ages ftretch'd their fame ; Fori^mofl: of thefe, on Albion's glorious throne. The good, the great, the God-like Edward flionc, Ke fierce at Crefly, with refilllefs hand, ' Thro* countlcfs myriads led his conquering band. Made, in his wrath, unnumberM fquadrons fall. And crufli'd at one huge blow the pride of Gaul % Nor does his fon with lefler glory blaze. His fon, whofe earliefk deeds were crown'd with praife, Who at fam'd Poi^liers, with a (lender band, CrufhM all the countlefs troops of Gallia's land. Made her proud Monarch to his arm to yield. And dragg'd him bound in chains from off the field. Henry, that glorious funbeam of renown. Next grac'd with vi£l'ry*s rays Britannia's crown. He like a torrent, with impetuous force, RoU'd o'er expiring France his thund'ring courfe ; Whelm'd at the fhock, her tott'ring throne gave way, And ill the proftrate re dm confefs'd his fway : But, oh ! fiul fate, he mournful breath'd his laft. Ere he could fix his glorious empire faft. Now Luther rofe, that fun whofe fplendid light Chas'd from the earth the clouds of mental night, Britain, with joy, beheld its dawning rays, And balk'd with tranfport in the glorious blaze, O 2 But C 148 ] But thoughtlefs France the profFer'd luftre flies, And In her native gloom ftill grov'ling lies, .Tn This with new fury fwells the former fire, • , . And adds new rage to Simulate their ire : * * Religion now foments their deadly hate. And keeps alive the feeds of foul debate; Hence thro* an endlefs train of countlefs years. Have they engag'd in fierce religious wars \ Hence when foul James, proud, bigotted, and vain. Strove o*er religion's felf to fix his reign, When he eflayM to bind the Britifli fliore, And the dark age of ignorance reftore, v ,,.. \k Gaul's mighty king efpous'd his impious caufe, And pour'd her myriads to enforce his laws } Hence when o'erthrown by Heav'n's avenging hand, He fl.ed all trembling from Britannia's land r, Gaul, to receive him, op'd her fiieit'ring arms, And boldly fcreen'd him from impending harms; Then for to" (lamp us Gaul's eternal foes, ♦ A mightier fource of fierce contention rofe, .' Britain, by views of wild ambition led. Wide o'er this weilern world her empire fpread, 'Till with high fplendour and enormous fizc Another Albion here was feen to rile j Gaul, v/ith a jealous eye, belicld our reign, Widening thus glorious o'er this weilern pUiin, Then on all fides ihe toil'd with all her force, To check the fwcllings of our fpleuJid couvfe, Clofe [149] Clofe round our bounds (he fpread her numerous bands. She (lew our fubje£ls, and ufurpM our lands, 'Till from this dreadful fource that war fprang forth> Which now with gen*ral horror (ills the earth: Full well, my gen*rous friend, thou know'ft how herei In the firft confli£ls.of this furious watr, ' ' • '-■• That low'ring fortune, with uncheck*d difgrace, '• Dafh'd all the efforts of Britannia's race ; v^fi* In Europe too long time her angry frown, AVJ the high tovv'rings of our glory down, *Till God-like Pitt, that pure, that peerlefs fage, • ' Born for to fhine tlie glory of our age, • ■ . - Nobly ferene, and refolutely great, • SeizM the bruis'd hcihn of the jtift finking (late ; Rous'd iit his voice then all our fouls caught (ire. We rufird on France vvitii fierce o'erwhelming Wc^ Bore in oui wr.ith her coiuitlefs firmies down. And made all nations tremble at our frown ; At lengih, on Minden's all immortal plain. In a late defp'rate figr.t Britannia's train Purchas'd a glory, wlirfe unviv.ill'd bl.ize Outfliines the mightiefl deeds oi former davs, Here a flight band of thrice three thoufund rofe, Fearlefs unaw'd againft a world of foes j Fierce as a teinpell, with impetuous fweep. Tears up the bofom of die r "'' ^g deep, They, thro' unnumbcr'd myriads, force their way, And by one thund'ring e '■'' But thefe, tho' grac'd with pow*r thus unconfinMi Were gentle, foft, benevolent and kind, 1 j ■■-'■' They on their people's love ftill fix'd their throne. And made the int*reft of the realms their own : Thus the high race of monarchs firfl began. Thus did their guardian care protect weak man, 'Till a foul train arofe, who, flaves to pride, Far from their father's virtues turn'd afide, v Who, fir'd to frenzy, in ambition's caufe. Trampled on juilice and on freedom's laws. And of their fceptres, for jufl ends defign'd. Made an unpitying fcourge to gall mankind ; And now earth's mightieft empires, deaf to fliame. Thro* a falfe rev'rence for a monarch's name, • Bear the vile laflies of their tyrant's rod With more obedience than they ferve their God; But tho* Tome (loop to tyranny's foul reign, Others there are who fcorn the fervile chain. Others there are who vindicate their rights, And balk in freedom's mofl refulgent lights ; Foremoft in this great lift is fcen tc (land Britain, my dear, my much Jov'd native land, She ftill difdalns, beneath a tyrant's frown, To bow the glories of her empire down. She., ...^ . ti «T ^'m^ ' - -'-1 t 153 ] She on her king no mightier pow'r beflowS V* * ' Than that of guarding her from public foes. Mi Thanks to thy care, the gen'rous chief rejoin'd, ' For thou with Wifdom's rays haft 'Ium*d my mind, *Tis thou canft drive black error*8 mift away. And thus to artlefs fouls the truth difplay ; But fince, O mighty Wolfe, thy piercing fight ;,' Can bring each darkfome myftery to light, * 7 Tell me, for fure thou canft explore the caufe. What prompts vile man to look thro' Nature's laws. What prompts him thus to mount the ftarry (kies. And tempt the ways of Heav'n with impious eyes ; How better far to keep to Islature's toad, And tread the facred paths prcferib'd by God, * How better far with life's calm fweets content, Thankful t' enjoy what pow'r divine has fent. Than thus to heav'nly things our views to raife, And in purfuit of knovvle , ■ Rolls thro* her mighty circle once a year, ■ ' ) That thofe nofturnal worlds which roll on high, And gild, with fparkling light, the fplendid flcy. Are a vaft countlefs train of flaming funs. And that round each a circling fyftem runs ; \V"c know the juft eternal laws of God, Which guide our courfe thro' virtue's facred road, Reafon alone, morality can prove, .; ' ' And teach us piety and focial love : Thus far may man's refearches mount with eafj. Thus far our fight may trace our Maker's ways ; But whofoe'er would pafs thefe facred bounds. Finds but abortion all and truth confounds. The Indian then. Whate'er thou yet can'ft fay. Tends but to fix my foul its former way. Tends but to prove that arts deftroy our reft. And that a pure unpolifn'd life's the beft ; And I t IJ6 ] And mre wcVe caufc to curfe refinement'8 charms, Thofe that involve our race in countlefs harms, For what could prompt whole worlds, with plenty bleft, . To quit, for ftormy feas, their peaceful reft, • What could have lur'd them from their native lands, To plunge in endlefs woes our guiltlefs bands, What but that bafc infatiate lufl of gain, Which fcoms all danger, and contemns all pain. And from whence fprang this boundlefs luft of pelf. But from the treach'rous womb of fcience felf ? Now, great- Wolfe, while night*8 all-ruling wand Lulls into foft repofe each circling band. Do thou, in terms fuccinft, to me difclofe The rife and progrefs of my country's woes; For hift'ry's lights have beam'd them down to thee. And thefe, thou know'ft, have been deny'd to me, And oft it brings the foul fome fweet relief, To know the firft fad fource of all its grief. If this in aught, my friend, the chief rejoin'd. Can footh the patriot angui(h of thy mind, ril tell thee how thefe tyrants rufh'd from far. And how this trembling world they plung'd in war. But oil, my friend, thy godlike foul I truft. Tint fou', fo pure, fo faithful, and fo juft, Will from all foul reproach the guiitlefs free, Nor for the crimes of others cenfure me. To Such tho' Swe From He Then^ Willie •For But Scoff' At iei Bleft : Witli And g war. C '57 ] Long had our mighty world, which fplcndid lies Beneath the concave of the caftern Ikics, Been bleft with art's bright rays with police all. And view'd her empire rife, and kingdoms fall, While thefe vaft eaftern fliores, thus held by you. Were hid in darknefs from our clouded view ; For know the far-ftretch'd deep that now expands Its huge impediment around thefe lands, Has with its wat'ry arms, fince time's firil birth, From ours disjoin'd this portion of the earth : At length Columbus, whofe exalted mind Long rang'd the paths of fcience unconfin'd, Whofe foul had pierc'd the laws of nature all. And knew the figure of our earthly ball, Refolv'd, by (leering o'er the weftern main, To feek a paflage to Indoflan's plain. Such were, at firfl, the bounds of his intent^ The' widely different was the great event ; Swell'd with the fplendour of the glorious plan, From fliore to fliore then flew thti God-like man : He flew from Italy to Gallia's plain, Thence to Britannia, o'er the rolling main, While all thefe mighty flates, by turns, he prefl, .For means to crown the projc61: of his breaft, ' But ail, by darkfomc ignorance, betray'd, Scoff'd at the matchlcfs fchemcs his wifdomM laid. At length fam'd Ifabcl, whofe gentle reign Bleft the glad kingdoms on tlio coallis of .Spa'n, With courteous fniled app^o^os his Gcd-like aim. And gives him m-.^ans to e:.ccuc.: his fclrsiiicj P The 4 i #. ..V^J^-. ^>.v.5. IMAGE EVALUATION TEST TARGET (MT-3) A ^ .^^. 1.0 I.I ■u Bli 112.2 I '-lis *- •_ Wuu ill 1.8 1.25 1.4 ^ ^ 6" - ► V] <^ /] 3^ ^; ^># ''> 7 € -^ Photographic Sciences Corporation 23 WEST MAIN STREET WEBSTER, NY. 14580 (716) 872-4503 C H^ 3 The ruKng paffion of her fex fubdues, * And pomp redgns for more exalted views. With diree flight barks, to ftem the wat*ry roar, Our bold adventurer left Iberia's ftiore ; Then o*er the bofom of the boundlefs deep. Soon were his rapid veflels feen to fweep. While the bright dazzling fun, who flames above, "^ Thro* one whole fign his ponderous chariot drove. Wide o*er the wat*ry wafte Columbus bore * His courfe, thro* tracklefs feas ne'er plow*d before, ^ Still, with vain hope, attempting to defcry, That {bore where India's boundlefs empires lie; \ %. At length, to pull his tow*ring profpeds down. Fortune, on ev'ry fide, begins to frown. The heav'ns grow black, the winds tempeftuous blow. The dark abyfs loud thund'ring yawns below, , * ' ' While jio glad land brings comfort to his eye, * - Put all is boundlefs fea or gloomy fky. But not the boift'rous roaring of the wind. In worle perplexities involv'd his mind, " '■ ' Nor all the horrors that aflail'd his view, < Than the dire clamours of his frantic crew, They all, impatient of the gen'ral grief, '; ■ * Pent all their fury on their God-like chief, ^^' And while, with threats, they compafs'd him around, Prepar'd to plunge him in the gulph profound; - When lo, to fcreen him from their merc*iefs fpite, Sudden a fmijing land uprofe to fight, '' ' A fpacious ' . I '59 1 A fpacious ifle, whofe wide extended plain. Shines o'er the bofom of the rolling main, "Whofe tow'ring groves eternal greens unfold, Whofe hills bright entrails flame with mines of goldV Whofe dreams pellucid fertilize the fhore, And pouring roll o'er fands of glitt'ring ore, Whofe gen'^rous fons, untaught luxurious pridc^ Took fimfple nature for their only guide, Till'd, in calm innocence, their native earth, . > *^ And knew no land but that which gave them birth 5 This beauteous ifle, for future woes fo fam*d. Was fince, by Europe, Hifpaniola nam'd, *' When from the crowded fhore, with wond'riiig eye^ Thefe Indians faw the tow'ring ihips arife; When they beheld them fwift approaching near, • How did their bofbms thrill with doubt and fear, Firfl their wild fancy, lofl in dire amaze, Thought them huge mountains rolling o'er the fcas. And as they faw their flutt'ring fails outfpread. They deem'd them forefl:s on the mountain's head j But when thejr faw, in many a fprightly band, A race of mortals guide the floating land, *- ' - 'Twas then to gloomieft wonder's difmal reign * ' Stoop'd the flunn'd fouls of all the gazing train^ Torpid they fland to fee, difcharg'd on earth. The great event that labouring feems for birth. ' • Meanwhile Columbus led his chearful band ^' Forth from their veflels to the fmiling land, r- . P 2 ■ Thick. ■J I i6o 2 \i Thick on all hands the thoughtlefs Indian race Crowded to offer all the fweets of peace ; Buti ah J their artlefs fouls but little knew What they muft fuiFer from this ftranger crew^ Sway*d by a pure fimplicity of thought, From ev'ry fide huge piles of gold they brought, Thefe they difplay'd to catch the ftrangers eyes,. Nor knew deftrudion lurk'd beneath their dies 5. But great Columbus, gen'rous and humane, Reftrain'd within due bounds his fordid train. He from all harm then fcreen'd the Indian race,. And footh'd the fury of his troops to peace* But when this GodHike chief fhall be no more,. All muft to rapine yield, and wild ujJroar. Now when the matchlefs hero long had fcann*d",; And prov'd thisifland not Indollan's land, mM' When to his foul it feems. a boundlefs fhorc^ 'Tt To the vaft eaftern world unknown before,, ^C- High fwells, his bofom with keen gk)ry*s flamcj. At the bright profpedl of his future fame,. Back to Iberia, o'er the rolling fea,. * -^iif-ji Then, witli fwift hafte, he wings his eager way,. 7 And when,, defcending on the joyful ftrand, '***''' I ^ He bears the great, the glorious news, to land. Thro' all her echoing realms with loud acclaim,. All the glad fons of Spain fliout forth his name. While her good queen pours forth, in eountlefs (how'ra. On his great head ftill more exalted pow'rs i . •. Soon w *t'" Soon with a mighfier armament once more He fleers to feek the new difcover'd fliore. Wide o'er the weftern waves he bent his flight, 'Till this vaft continent appear'd in fighty Whofe huge unbounded plains ftretch o'er the earthy From Patagonia to the boift'rous North, This great difcov'ry made our chief once mor€ Bent his fwift courfe to Hifpaniola's (hore. There he eflay'd to ftretch Iberia's reign ' » » O'er the mild natives of her fmiling plain j ' ^ ^* But he, for this great end, fo gently ftrove. That his fweet virtues gain'd the nation's love. When lo, the fons of Spain who, fwoln with pride. Now, with fierce rage, pour'd in on ev'ry fide, Whofe fordid fouls, intent on nought but gain, ' Bent were to load the earth with worlds of flain. With merc'lefs hate oppos'd the God-like man. And check'd the progrefs of his righteous plan ^ Yet he, ftill fway'd by gentlenefs and peace, Strove, from their wrath, to fcreen the Indian race, 'Till, from his high command, he's dragg'd away. To vile Iberia, o'er the rolling fea. There, in a difmal dungeon, chain'd, forlorn, - Doom'd the dark remnant of his days to mourn. There doom'd to languifli from his native foil, A fad requital fure for all his toil ! Yet, O thou God-like fpirit of that chief. Who here did Ilruggle with fuch feas of grief, '^ " V- P 3 Ne'er 1' C 1(52 3 Ne'er let thy breaft at this hard fate repine^ For lo ! a glorious recompence is thine ; Thy facred name fliall diftant times adore, When thy proud tyrants (hall be heard no more, Freed, from reftraint fopn Spain's all-barb'rous bands. Pour their wide horrors o'er the groaning lands. They ftorm, they rage, they (hake the trembling fliors,, They ftab, they flay, they plunge.the realm in gore, O'er towns, o'er plainsi they hurl deftru£liye fire», , And CQuntlefs myriads in the bla25.e expire;. Some for to Ihun this defp'rate fcene of blood, Fly to the covert of the flielt'ring wood, ^r Soon with fierce hounds their tyrants chas'd them hercj. And hunt them down Hke droves of trembling deer,. Wives, hufbands, infants, virgins,, matrons, all,. Now here,, now there, in one black carnage fail ;. Spain's impious fons, with fmiles,jhefe deaths behold;. For by thefe deaths they gain a world of gold : ?. At length, when this poor ifle exhaufted lies,, Next to bright Mexieo they turn their eyes,. , A mighty empire, whofe vaft fliores expand. Far as from this to Florida's fair land. There ev'ry mountain opes a. world of w.eafth,. There ev'ry valley breathes a world of health. And there the focial arts, ail-mildly bright^ E'en then began to beam their dawning lights To fack the fplendprs of this glorious reign,. Hither an ample fleet was fent by Spain,, ■%-^T 5 By C 1^3 ] By dauntlefs Cortes was this fquadron led,^ A chief to rage, and war's loud tumults bred,. Whofe foul ne'er trembled at his Maker's cally, And knew no God but gold, that lord of all : Soon as this threat'ning fleet's high tow'ring pride Was from the coaft of Mexico defcry'd. Thro' all her reahn the news fwift found its way, And all the empire (hook with dire difmayi Torn with big fighs, and many a difmal groan, Ev'n her proud monarch trembled on his throne,. Cortes to land meanwhile his fquadrons led. And tow'rds the centre of the empire fped 5, Dauntlefs the Indians pour'd forth all their force. To check the horrors of his threat'ning courfe, Firll with bold hearts the fierce dctcrmin'd throngs To meet the gath'ring tempeft rufli'cl along 5 But lo, when they beheld the Chriftian bands. All hurl loud thunders from their bellowing hands ^ While on all fides huge burfts of Hght'ning f]y^, And ftiow'rs of burning globes involve the fky, O'erwhelm'd with dire amaze they took to flighti nAnd thought of nothing but to 'fcape from fight j *Twas then their trembling monarch cried amain, Heav'ns from what region came this God-like traia? Thefe fure defcended from the blefl abodes, Thefe men in flature mufl be more than gods. Thus all o'erwhelm'd by blind religious feiU*,, ;. Eachi thought he baniih'd of the glorious war, -■"'"■■'^'■^' ■" And « 1 C 164 ] And with vile crouchings, meanly bending low^ Received, with outilretch'd arms, his impious foCr Cortes, elate wkh more exalted pride. Now o*er the empire moves with tow'ring ftride^, And for to plunge it in a world of woes> Into her great metropolis he goes ; Full in the centre of a fpacious flood, With high-rais*d walb this tow'ring city flood,. O'er all its loftiefl domes fublime was feen An ancient palace with majeflic mien ; This was enclosed with battlements around^ And thefe high battlements with tow'rs were crown'd,, 'Twas thefe flrong walls the proud Iberian hoft '• Had, by the king, allotted for their poll i There, from the tow'rs, they view'd with wond'ring, eyes. The boundlefs treafures that around them rife. For there the wond*^ring eye could nought behold But walls of jafper, and bright roofs of gold } ^^' To glut the av'^rice of thefe fons of pride^ "''■■ Huge piles of gold were brought from ev'ry fidej. But as while fed flill fwells the fiery roar, This only ferv'd to whet their thirft for more 5, Yet ftill the Indians, deeming them divine, Prefent their fplendid ofF'rings at their fhrine, At length at one bold ftrofce, with lawlefs hand^ To feize the boundlefs treafures of the land, " '- Cortess • TV-- ■ C i«J 3 Cortes, by wily meafures, well difguis'J, The thoughtlefs monarch, on his throne, furpris'd. Dragged him from thence with> all his furious powVs, And clofe confin'd him in the Spanifh tow'rs, There, with tyrannic fway and wily flcilh. Long time he rul'd the trembling monarch's wilt. While, in his name, he fprcatl his high commaml> Ev'n to the utmoft limits of the land ; Nor was this all-— for lo, his tow'ring prids^ Now breathes, its dreadful cohfequences wide. Cities are plunder'd by the Chrillian race. Myriads are flaughter*d in the arms of peace. That thcfe bafe fiends might gain a boundlefs ilore Of gold's pernicious, vile, deceitful ore. At length his fubjeds all to vengeance fpring. And fly from bondage to releafe their king. He urg'd, by Cortes, on the rampart rofe. And bids them tamely bear the nation's woes. Spite of his high command, his thund'ring train X* Still pour their fury on the fons of Spain,.. 19, Till, from their rage, an accidental ftrokc Had freed his fpirit from the tyrant's yc Ve. Straight Guatimozin, whofe all God-like mind. With boundlefs valour, gentled virtues, join'd, Whofe daring foul had learn'd for to difdain Each idle menace of corporeal pain, Rofe to the throne, amid this fcene of woe, "^ And ftraight refolv'd to crufli the Chriftian foe, Soon, -i' Soon, urlth bold rage, againft the Chrlflian tow'rSy. Onward he led his thund'ring Indian powVs ; Spain, with like rage, opposM his whirling ire. And pour'd forth torrents of deftrudUve fire, 'Till in the tempcft of overwhelming ball. Full half his tott'ring myriads feemM to fall^ Yet ftill, with fteady perfevering might, He braves the dreadful horrors of the fight, Thick from his front darts, ftones, and arrows fiy^ In a loud temped thro' the echoing iky. For thcfe, alas ! were all they could oppofe,, To the dire thunders of their Chriftian foes. Full many a day bold Cortes thus withllood,. ' All the dire horrors of this fcene of bloody Full many a day did thus his (lender bands Withfland the efforts of unnumbered lands, *Till quite weighM down, by war's o'erwhelming^ weight. They fcem'd juft yielding to the frowns of fate. Sheltered, at length, by night's impervious fcreeny"^ Silent as death he quit the dreadful fcene. And, with fwift march, he led his fliatter'd band,. - To feek for refuge in a diftant land; Then all o'erwhelm'd, by Fortune's dark controuY^ Had funk the boundlefs projects of his foul,. But lo, amid this difmal fcene of grief^ ?; ;^ » By his delufive arts, the wond'rous chief ^^.^^, 1... ,, »'.^.. *^ -- . - -•... .,:-■■ - -T-,* • ,;^ Full h t i«7 ] Full half the empire ffom its duty drawsi To (hare his fortunes^ and cfpoufe his caufe. Oh ! haplefs race, what tides of endlefs woe, What dreadful ills from that fad (lep mud flow ! Soon with a mightier hod he march'd once more Back to the city he had fled before ; Ships he ere Thus did his barb'rous deeds efface the fame, Which clfe his conqu'ring arms had gain'd his name. " Far to the fouth a mighty empire lies, Where tow'ring Andes cleave the yielding fkies, • ' ■ Wide, as the burning zone, are feen expand, ' > The far-flretch'd regions of this fmiling land, '.■^- ''■■': And, like bright Mexico's late conquer'd fliore, ■ _; All its vaft entrails teem' J with flilning ore; .■ .:n' Long had the people of this wide domain, .;^ ' In a dull ilatc of mental darkn'efs lain, , . I Till ':i.lVv I i69 1 'Till Mango came, to cultivate their hearts^ And fmooth their manners with the finer artSi Then fpacious towns arofe at his command) And agriculture till'd the fmiling land} But tho' their manners were thus more rcfinM^ They kept their fweet fimpHcity of mind, Truth in their fouls for ever held her reign, Their hearts were gentle, a'.id their deeds humane, Smooth Toird their circling years in calm delight, And all was tranquil and ferenely bright ; Yet not the virtues of this guiltlefs train, Alas ! could fcrecn tliem from the rage of Spain. Scarce had, with dire uproar, the fplendid throne Of ruin'd Mexico been quite o*erthrown, "When bold Pizarro, who, intent on fame. Sought, like vile Cortes, to exalt his name^ Into the center of their peaceful land ■ Led, with keen fury, a rclentlefs band ; A prince he was, humane and nobly great. Who rul'd, at that fad time, this haplcfs (late. Mild, as a god, he'd fvvayVi the mighty {horc, And Atab^lip, was the name he bore. Without fufpicion of their vile intent. He forth to meet the warlike flvangcrs went, Then on an ample plain he took his poll. To wait the coming of proud Europe's hoft, High on a fplei\iid throne with glory crown'd, With all his dazzling armies rang'd around, Q^ Aloft t 170 3 \\ < i:' Aloft he fat when, to his wond'ring view, Appear*d the terrors of the Chriftian crew; Some ''oace behind Pizarro left his train, •And towards the monarch ftrode acrofs the plain. Long this bold leader of the Chriftian race, ■ With vaft Peru's dread king commun'd in peace. He this great monarch to the crown of Spain, ProfFer*d the boundlefs treafures of his reign, ' Would Spain but grant his fubje£ls to enjoy Their native innocence, without annoy; ,._. . Pizarro promis'd fair, and all the fcene Prefents a profpe£l: tranquil and ferene, - U When lo a prieft, with {imttimonious face, One of that treach'rous vile perfidious race. Who, in religion*o cloak, conceal'd their crimes. And cheat, with, femtlance fair, the pliant times, Cry'd to the king, Behokl the gofpel lights, Inftant you muft believe the Chriftian rites, Tho' his vik foul well knew the monarch's heart. Saw not the fenfe thefe myftic words impart; ^ In vain thefe jarring words inactive roll, They bear no meaning to the monarch's foul. And he, *till tutor'd in their dark intent, * , Boldly refus'd to give a blind aflent. Fierce, to his friends, the prieft then cry'd aloud. Hurl all your vengeance on this impious crowd ; Swift at the word their guns, with thund'rlng ire, Pour'd forth huge torrents of deftrudive fire, "■'%■ Dreadful / C 171 ] Dreadful they Tweep along the echoing plain. And dafh to atoms all the trembling train, Thoufands on thoufands, proftrate fall around. And feas of pouring blood overflow the ground, Then with their fwords high whirling in their hands, Fu'iious they ru(h among the fcattering bands. Swift, with unnumbev'd blows, they whelm in gore The haplefs few who Tcap'd from death before ; Straight from his throne, with keen relentlefs fcorn. Away in chains the helplefs monarches borne. Nor could their gen'rous chief, whofe nobler mind, Was ftill to deeds of lenity inclinM, Reftrain the fury of his mercMefs crew. He wept, alas ! 'twas all the good could do j But not the rancour of the Chriflian*s fpite. Ends with the horrors of the dreadful fight. For lo, in fpite of all an empire's cries. Of all the tears that fill'd his fubje£ls eyes. Soon, v/ith keen rage, their vile relentlefs hand Slew the good monarch of the guiltlefs land, Then grim on cv'ry fide, with wild uproar. Dreadful they rufli o'er all the trembling fliore, Where mild religiorv once the nation fway'd. Kings rul'd with juflice, men with joy obey'd. Where reign'd mild plenty, reign'd each gentler art. That fmooths the manners, and that charms the heart ; Now, with blind rage, the barb'rous'^bns of Spain, Pour their dire horrors o'er each groaning plain, Qjs. Infants C 172 ] Infants they butcher'd, heedlefs of their crieav Wives they polluted in their hulbands eyes. Myriads on myriads each fucceediiig day, They gave to deajth an unrefifting prey, Till quite bereft of all their harniJefs bands, Defart, as Zembla, feem'd the drooping lands. Soon all Europa's nations, taught by Spain, Sought to the nevj^-found world to ftretch their reigir^ And foon, like her, all 'gan for to expand ,, Their empire o'er this new-difcover'd. land,. •<;, Aqrofs tke ocean Lufitania fped, . i . And thro* the wide Brazils her empire fpread, \ , . Where rolls the Amazon, her wat'ry (lore, r And like an ocean fwells along the fliorej. And ev*n Britannia's (elf, then deaf to fhame,. , ; FaiPd not to thefe vail coails to urge her claim^ Acrofs the deep, her emigrating bands Pour*d like huge torrents to thefe haplcfs lands,. *Tili from the northern pole to Cancer's line. Were her all ruling ftandards feen to fiiine i. But let what will fucceed in later times, , Their firft mild progrefs was not mark'd by crimes,. Too well they knew the ftrangih of freedom's charms. To found their title on the force of arms. They, from the natives, bought their ufelefs plain,. Nor launch'd in. horrors like the fons of Spain. Next impious Gaul, who views, with jealous eye«. The rarious projects of the wgrld arife. Who C 173 ] "Who anxious watches each quick turn of chance, And lets nought flip that may her pow'r advance. Swift o'er the ocean took her boundlefs flight. And fnatch'd from Britain half her lawful right. O'er Canada's wide plains fhe fpread her fway. Where vaft St. Laurence rolls his pond'rous way j Yet not content with all this mighty (hore. She, on Britannia's fons, ftill prefs'd for more, 'Till from their dreadful ftrifc that war arofe. Which makes thefe empires now fuch furious foes. So fpoke the mighty chief, Satagus hears, And, fiird with wonder, at the tale appears. Now when the dazzling fource of chearing day. Thro* half his nether courfe had wing'd his way. The God-like hero, and his Indian gueft, ' Prepar'd to haften to the arms of reft j Firft to the covert of a neighb'ring tent, With his brave friend the God-like hero went, There to a downy c»)uch he him refign'd. That lures to gentle fleep his wearied mind. Then to his own bright tent once more he g:»es, His train difmifs'd, he haftes to foft repofe, » Scarce on the couch his tern 'late body lies. When filent flumbers feal his peaceful eyes. 0.3" BOOK I C 174 ] BOOK THE FIFTH, OOON as the fun, with conqu'ring rays, (hot forth,. And clear'd from fliadovvy glooms the fmiling earth,. With eager hafte the mighty Wolfe arofe, And thro* the flumb'ring camp to Lefter goes ; Stretch'd on his couch he found the God-like man>, Gave him a gdntle fhake, and thus began : — v- ^ Rife, O my gen'rous friend,, come rife to find % A talk well worthy of thy noble mind, Tis the brave Indian chief that chim^ thy care,. * Long that (ad chief lias pin'd in dark defpair, Long lias he mourn*d his lovM Tamina loft,. Now a fad captive on fome diftant coaftj ^ But, oh do thou thro' every region fly, Search ev'ry land beneath the weftern fky. Contemn all dangers, all oppofing harms,. And bring that long-loft treafure to his arms: Think what keen joy muft fweli. the gcn*rous breaft,, That drives corroding grief from fouls diftreft, A lof:y bark now wails at yonder ftrand. To waft thee hence to Nova Scotia's lan(^, Thence to the fliores of Pennfylvania go, For there I deem thou*It find this child of woe, ' V. But ] bt C 175 ] But ev*n when blefl; with her you homeward fteer, Let her not know her long-loft lord is here, Left you ftiould rob me of the blifs we find, When we furprize, with joy, a grief-funk mind» So fpoke the chiefs the generous Lefter rofe. And ftraight to execute his charge he goes, Pleas'd with tlie deed, the God-like gen'ral went,. .. Then with fwift ftep towards his tow'ring tent, ?/ Thence to all fides- he fent his loud commands, • To call the leaders of his vet'ran bands ; ♦ Soon the bold leaders of the warlike thronjr. To learn his mighty mandate^ roU'd along. Eager they all around their gen'ral preft, -. ' Anxious to know tho. purpofe (if his breaft. Nor did the rulers of the tliund'ring fleet, , , - , At this illuftrious council, fail to meet; v' . When, rifing flow, great Wolfe the fiknce broke,. And thus, in manly accents, gravely fpoke : — Fruitlefs, my friends, my partners in this war, Fruitlefs yoa fee has been my conftint care, Fruitlefs the vaft, the countlefs fchemes I've tryM,. To curb fierce Gallia's ail-tleftru£tive pride ; In vain I've ftrove to lure yon army down. In vain I've ftrove to force yon hoftile town. In vain I've ftruggled ftill, from day to day. With all the perils that impede our way : High on yon tow'ring hills ftill frowns the foe. And mocks, with fcornful^ taunts, our toils below, Yet> f C i7<^ ] \ Yet, O ! my friends, let not your fouls defpair, Some glorious chance may yet reverfe the war. Would you but aid my laft, my nobleft fcheme, Britain may ftill retrieve her former fame. While the all-ruling night, in fleep profound, Lulls the loud buftlings of the world around. Silent as death in boats our fteady band May pafs yon fl umbering town, and calmly land ; Were this but done, that wifti'd-for town's .. <. our own, And all the vaunting of proud GauFs overthrown. ■ Nor think it needlefs thus to ftorm the place, U Winter's all-conqu'ring blafts come on apace. And fhould we now let flip the prefent hours, Soon will the gath'ring ice chafe hence our pow'rs^ Yet flionld not ^11 approve the bold dellgn, ' - Should all hut ten the dang'rous fight decline, Still, with this little band, refolv'd 111 fly To meet the countlefs foe, and bravely die ; Better it is to fall with deathlefs fame, Than to furvive to view our country's fhame. Scarce had he fpoke when all the vet'ran crowd, Svvell'd with high traiifport, vent their joys aloud, All try who moft may praife the glorious plan, And thus the God-like Townfliend fwift began : — Good Heav'ns I what fear could thus thy foul alarm. How couldft thou think we'd e'er defert thy arm, ,1 How I 177 3 How couldft thou think we*d e'er "the conjbat flee, "When urg*d to vid'ry by a chief like thee ; Fir*d with proud hope when thou flialt lead the way. Joyful we'll rufli to meet the glorious fray, There ftiouldft thou fall beneath all-conqu'ring death. Joyful with thee we'll all refigu our breath, Joyful on thee, thro' feas of blood, we'll wait,, *Tis glorious fure to fhare our hero's fate. • He fpoke, when Saunders, thus with eager hade, Pill'd with like thirft of fame his foul expreft r €0 then, brave "Wolfe, my nobleft, beft of friends> Go where thy foul, thy dauntlefs foul intends, Go, and my fleets, with all their thund'ring mighty Shall back your efforts, and fuflain the fight;. While the brave hoft, led on by thy command, ^ . / Above the town fliall dare the hoftile band,. Here, with the thunder of my fleets, I'll make Yon tow'ring ramparts to their bafes fhake,. And when yon rock fliall ring with dire alarms. Here, with a fliow'r of ball, I'll aid thy arms ; And ev'n fliouldft; thou be hurl'd froqi ofl^ the coafl,. No mighty lofs fliall thence o'ertake thy hoft;, ,, Then fliall my fliips approach the hoftile fl.rand,. ti ; And guard, with thund'ring might, thy routed band j Then fliall our boats thy fliattcr'd troops receive. And waft them fafe acrofs tlie rolling wave.. ■,-•,., ^ . Ga C '73 1 i Go then, O Wolfe, perform thy bold defign, Bid Britain^s name with endlefs glories fliine, For fure fuccefs mufl: crown the glorious day, .':'., , When thy all-conqu'ring hand fliall point the wayj Soldiers to tliofe they love are ever true. They'll dare cv'n death itfelf for one like you^ ' Long, Saunders, long, the genVous chief replies>. While rapture fparklcs from his glift'ning eyes, Long has my foul admir'd thy glorious courfcj, Much do, we owe to thy intrepid force, v i In ev*ry fcheme, in ev'ry bold defign, ' Thy conftant care co-operates with mine ^ Surely the foe beneath our powV mufl: fall,. Since fuch ftri£t harmony unites us all, . But ere, brave friends, we *tempt this glorious deed We'll firft to Levie's point from hence proceed. There, while our fleets fliall breathe wild terrof, here," ■-'" "-',''' "' ' V '' '-^'-'^ ' With deep diflembling arts, our courfc well fl:eer,. And while the foe fliall think our hoft retreats, Sudden he'll find us at his city gates, Then fhould a gen'ral fray fpread round the coaft. Think how if once we fiy, our all is loft. Think how we there exert our utmoft force. Think how this dang'rous fcheme's oiir laft refourcc^ Think of the former glories of our name, ^. Fight then, my friends, and guard your former fame ; ' ) When 'k Or * ■y'\ C 179 ] ' When to the fight we lead our dauntlefs hod, And each afpiring hero takes his pod, Fearlefs of death rufli on the pow*r of Gaul, Nor fly till not a man remains to fall, We in our country's caufe (hould death defy, Rather than meanly live, 'tis great to die« The hero ceas'd, his gen'rals all approve, v ■■. , ,, \ Thick from the tent, in fwarming crowds, they move, " -. '\ . . , r liach to his quarters flies with eager fpced, '* ': Anxious to execute what Wolf^ decreed, v: ' Soon on all fides the joyful buftling hoft / • , . Are feen prepare to leave the fatal coaft, • *'" ; ; The tents are ftruck, the guns drawn off with care. The (lores embark'd, the fcouts call'd in from far. The fwarming troops forfake the trembling flrands. And crowd the echoing fleet with countlefs bands ; Then in two parts the num'rous fleets divide, •One wafts the army o^er the rolling tide, While on^ ftill hov'ring, near Quebec's dread wall. Eyes all the motions of the fons of Gaul : Near Levie's point once more the vet'rans land. And pitch their tow'ring tents along the itrand. There to remaii: 'till all was ready made, For the completion of the fchcmes they'd laid; Lefter, meanwhile, at Wolfe's fuprcme command. Borne on a lofty bark forfakes the ftrand, ' ' i . Down ' ! C l8o ] Down to St. Laurence's mouth their courfe they bene!. To where New Scotland's flow'ry ihores extend^ There, from the fwellings of old ocean's tide, Into an ample bay they turn'd afide, For 'twas their orders, from Acadia's plain. To fetch provifions for Britannia's trjyn : Deep, in the bofom of thefe fmiling lands. The gently-floping far-ftretch'd bay expands, Wide all around are boundlefs profpe£ls feen Of hills and plains, and groves and forefls, green, ' All wond'rous to rehite high Heav'ns dread will, Which oft makes blelTmgs flow from feeming ill, By various ftorms of fortune on the coaft. That girt this bay had poor Tamina toft ; Here from her native country far remov'd. Long a fad flave (he'd wept for him (he lov'd; Juft when the veflel, that great Lefter bore, Steer'd in and anchored near the wifli'd-for fliore, She, by her lordly mafter's dread command, ' Jt clvanc'd came wand'ring to the wave-waili'd ftrand, There for to gather, for his lordly boar#, Such little (liell-fifh as thefe ftrands afford; ; ^ ^ Mean was her habit, as becomes a flave, *; ' - Loofe in the wind her locks negle£led wave. And as, with pain, her toilfome taflc (lie plies, • Soft rolling tears fall gently from her eyes j *' ^ ' : Grief ting'd her cheeks, her brow befpeaks defpair. And all her front appears one cloud or care ; • . . But C i3i ] But as tlno' all the darkfome clouds'bf night, Bright Cynthia beams her mildly chearing light. So thro* the glooms of wretchcdnefs and care. That >yrapt the features of this haplefs fair. Such lovely fwectnefs in her eyes was feen, . As told each gazer what fhe once had been. Scarce had to land the gen'rous Lcfter came, , When, to his view, fwift rofe the mournful dame i She, when Ih'^ faw the God-like ftranger nigh, Droop'd her fad head, and wip'd her tearful eye. But he, with pity touch'd, approach'd in hade, And thus, in gentled voice, his foul expred : , Say, O I thou mournful dame, what gloomy care Thus drives thy fadd'ning foul to dark defpair ? Say, is it wrongs that have been done to thee, Or want, or aught, that may be cur'd by me ? Speak but thy woe, if aught can foothe thy griefy Soon fliall my lenient hand bcftow relief. Why woulilft tliou ftek, oh (Irangcr, (he rejoin'd. To trace the fecret anguifli of my mind ? AfHiclion feldom meets with friendly care, All feek to fliun the children of defpair j But fince that fweetly, tearful eye of thine Speaks how thy woes now fympathize with mine, I will, with ftricteft confidence, impart To thee the forrow that now wrings my heart, For oh 'tis joyful to difclofe our care. To thofe whofs pity will our anguifli (hare; 1 • [ i82 ] Long, near the Sufquchanah's bllfsful wave, Joy to my foul a much lovM hufband gave, But, oh fad fate, while once in queft of food This much lov'd hufband rang'd a diftant wood, By thy fell brethren, with relentlefs fcorn, I into dark captivity was borne. What chance, what woes befel my God-like chief, ' Alas ! ne'er reachM me in this fcene of grief, ♦ Since that lad time of him Fve nothing heard, - ' ' Yet oh ! 'tis much my haplefs foul has fear'd. Long in the glooms of Pennfylvania's (hore, ♦ For hither me the pitMefs tyrants bore, n ' I, with the children of my happier years, " -< Pin'd a (ad length of fervitude in tears, ^ ^ For they, like me, alas! deprived of aid, * -»^^> Were, with their helplefs mother, captives made ; ^ At length, this round of forrows to complete, ' The then vile ruler of my haplefs fate * Me, from my children, to thefe regions bore. And bafely fold me on this diftant fhore ; * Here, oh difiaftrous chance ! Pm fubjedl ftill * ' *^* To the proud varyings of a mafter's will; • • « ' Here am I forc'd, with keen laborious pain, ' '* Thro* the long day to till the flubborn plain. Here, when my toil fubfidts at clofe of day. For my loft love I weep the night away, . ' ^ And oft, well pleased at my dread Lord's command, I pick'd thefe (heU-fifh on this lonely ftrand, - ^'-^y For E >83 3 For here, bf fide the folitary deep, 1 figh unheard, and unobfcrvM can weep. She ceas'd, and tranfporl iVeUM the hero's hicafl, For who Uiv matron was he quickly guefs'd : Tell me thy name with halle, he foon rcjoinM, Tell me, and cafe the doubts that fill my mind, Impart it fwift with thy lov'd lord's to me,. , • Reafons I have for alking it of thee. In his blefs'd days of happinefs and fante. The great Satagus was my hufljanJ's name,. '>•' The dame return'd j and, by my Sire's decree,. *» That of Tamina v\ms impos'd on me. . i* Calm then thy grief, reply'd the gcu'rous chief ? , For fay what good e'er fprung from endlefs gvicf. Calm then thy griefs^ perhaps thy woes arc o'er, Woes full as great have comfort found before, Guided by me, would ft thou but hence repair, ' To where great Wolfe leads on the diftant war. Soon will that chief, if yet thy lord (hould live, Back to thy. longing arms thy comfort give : ' : He ever feeks to bring the poor relief. And foothc, with lenient hand, the child of grief. And if my mem'ry mocks me not, loud fame Has late faid fomething of thy hulband's name. Hear'ft thou of him,, what fay'ft thou, (he rcjoin'd,. r Speak, does he live ? Oh ! hafte, relieve my mind ; Know that thefe words, fo lightly dropt by thee,. Are worth ten thoufand thoufand worlds to me. R 31 Yet ^*,* C 184 ] u. Yet why of joy, alas ! this frantic flame, . Thou only faid'ft, thou b'liev'ft thoud'ft heard his name. ' • ■. ,, Yes, my kind foother, joyfully with thee ' To feek my lord thro* all the world Td flee ; But ah ! fhould I thus, thoughtlefs, hafle away, Heav*n kn )ws what ill the cenfuring world might fay, Yet why thefe fears, thefe doubts, that rack my brain ? - ' " No chance, no change, can aggravate my pain ; Then lead me hence where'er thou doft approve, To deith itfelf, if there TU find my love. u But ere, at thy requeft, I quit this plain, 'Tis juft I licenfe of my lord obtain. Long tho' his haplefs flave Fve been, yet he Ne'er us'd his pow'r with cruelty to me, Ne'er has he aught requir'd of me to do, But what ev'n juftice felf had deem'd his due. Thus did the matron fpeak her juft intent, To all (he fpoke the chief foon gave aflent, Then from the lonely borders of the fea ' Tow'rds her mafter's dome they took their way, Juft o'er a filver ftream, whofe wid'ning tide Kolls gently onward tow'rds old ocean's fide, Clofely encircled by a tow'ring wood. On a high hill, the ftately manficn ftood, ^ Here had its owner, by a length of toil, Firft from its native wildnefs" rous'd the foil, • Woods ^f fi C '8i ] '/; lis . t Woods he had fell'd to clear the neighboring ground, Marfhes he'd drain'd, and fields he*d tilFd around. And now, with plenty's charms, the grateful land Repays the former labours of his hand ; In honed induftry he*d pafs'd his life. He lov*d mild quiet, and abhorred foul ftrife. Slaves true he had, to work his lordly will. Yet he too righteous was to treat them ill. Scarce liad been fu'd for, by the mournful dame, His approbation of her new-laid fceme, When without paufe, in accents mild, he faid. Go freely, go where'er your wifh may lead, III would it fuit with judice to detain The child of wretchednefs in endlefs pain ; But as bright Sol, with fwiftly lefs'ning raysr Juft then wheel'd downward to the weftern feas. Thro' the long night, at his mod kind requed. With him the friendly pair confent to red. But when, with rofeat fniiles, the dawning day Bcam'd thro' the glitt'ring ead his fird bright ray. Eager they rofe, and o'er the dewy land Bent their fwift progrefs, tow'rds the wave-wafli'd ■'■ drand, , ■ ''- •—■■'"" -'. -'''•', ;i/"v:,.:^ Juft then a lofty bark forfakes the coad. Freighted with warlike dores for Albion's hod, ._ In this the fecial pair an entrance find, - And tow'tds Qnebec fwift feud before the wind; R3 Here. Here, when the Hiip had reach'd the wifhM-for lands, "Where, clofe cncamp'd, appear'd the Britifli bands, Lefter on ihore condu£ls his mournful friend. And tow'rds the gen'rous Wolfe their conrfe they bent ; It chanc'd, by toil and ceafelefs watchings fpent, The Godflike chief then relied in his tent. Soon as the much wifh'd pair appear*d in view, ' Inftant his foul the penfive matron knew. To meet them fwift he rofe with courteous air, And fmil'd on Lefter to reward his care, Then fixing on the dame his fparkling eyes, *l Welcome, fair gueft, with femblance calm, he cries, Whatever has led thee to thefe walks of war. Welcome thou art to our protecting care. Enter, my lovely vifitant, with me. Whatever this tent affords I'll give to thee : But ah ! that grief-tinged cheek, that tearful eye, j That downcaft look, that fadly heaving figh. Speak but too plain, too plain, alas ! I fear, 'Twas woe's fad hand that did condu£t thee here ; Perhaps thy hufband, in this war-rent land, • *« Long tmie has fought beneath my dread command, Perhaps thy fears have told thee he is flain, ^7 And thou to feck him com'ft among my train j . Should it be fo, what can be done Til do. Living or dead, to find him out for you. Hufband, im EU Hufband, ^las ! the mournful dame repliesy No hufband here (hall blefs thefe haplefs eyes^ One I once had, a tender one, but he Is loft I fear, for ever loft to me ; Aft: of good Lefter there, why now I (land In thy dread prefence, in this war-rent land, L He faid thou wert fo gentle, fweet and kind. So foft of foul, benevolent of mind. That thou would'ft fearch the boundlefs world all o'er, Or my loft huft)and to my arms reftore ; And ah ! if aught thy pity can impart. To raife from deep defpair my drooping heart. Surely a chief fo good, fo kind, as thee. Ne'er will refufe to fuccour one like me, So may kind Heav*n ftill crown each wifh of thine. And foothe thy woes, as thou wilt comfort mine. Back to thy arms thy much lov'd lord to bring, ;, • , Calls for the hand of heav'n's Almighty king, ! . The chief return'd : Yet why, thou mournful fair, "Why this fad gloom, this fadly dark defpair ? Heav'n only knows what joys (he keeps in ftore, To beam fweet comfort on thy foul once more. Here, while the awful will of Heav'n we wait. Do thou the ftory of thy woes relate, ' Tell to my foul what woes have tortur'd thine, 'Twill lighten yours, tho' it may fadden miiic. When in the troubled foul a grief's coniia'd. It rends, with double force, the burtheti'd mind. But i C 188 1, But when a gen'rous friend our forrows (harcsi It frees the troubled fouhfrotn half its cares> In fweet difcourfe we find a kind relief. And while we ope the caufe, we lofe the grief; Speak then thy woes, nor fhult thou fpeak in vain, ril feek by ev'ry mean to foothe thy pain. To fpeak my woes, the mournful dame rejoin*d, Would but increafe the anguifli of my mind, Lefter can tell how oft, my tongue, before To him, in tears, has ran them o'er and o'er. Learn them of him, for were they told by me, My tears would fure ofFenfive prove to thee. Scarce, in fad fighs, thefe forrowin^ founds of woe From off the matron's tongue had ceas'd to flow, When, by the hand of fmiling fortune fent. Her wifli'd Satagus tow'r'd into the tent -, There, when his eyes his lov'd Tamina find, Heav'ns 1 what confufion burfts upon his mind ! *Whelm*d in a flood of joy and keen furprize, . -^ 1' Starting at firfl:, fome fpace he backward flies, f There, for a time, with wildly ftupid gaze. He ftands a fpe>echlefs image of amaze, ' ," Then fpringlng forward with a furious bound, 3, . Eager he clafp'd her with his arms around j For 'tis to him full well my lord I guefs. We owe the boundlefs joy we now pofTefs. But ah ! amid the numerous things you've faid, . Why no enquiry for your children- made. How would they weep, did their poor fouls but know. Their once fond father could negle£t them fo, They ft ill, opprefs'd beneath the tyrants hand. Are ftill fad captives in a diftant land, , ^^ ^v?' And there, alas ! if right forebode my fears, rfi -rJ'i They're doom'd to pine the morning of their years.. Pardon, my love, reply'd the chief, the faulty That my fweet babes for once had 'fcap'd my thought,. So loft in thee were all my thoughts, my mind. That not aught elfe could there an entrance find, . And ev'n my babes would pard'n me, if tic knew. That this dear error had been caus'd by you, ' But I '91 ] in «r. rs.. It, ut But oh! my babes theyVe helplefs captives all. Have I aught now thsit I (hould children call ? Are they not flaves, from me for ever torn, And I quite childlefs, friendlefs, left to molirn ? Muil thefe dear fons, whom once my fondnefs thought Into life's fcene for glorious purpofe brought, Whom I once hop'd, forae future day, to view , Their country's glory, and her bulwark too ; Heav'ns ! muft they cringe beneath the tyrants will, Bear his vile fcourges, and be patient ftill ? This do I hear, yet thirlk, yet talk of blifs. Can I bear life, when I've oecti told of this ? ,But whether joy or grief be meant to me, * 'Tis jufl, oh Wolfe, my thanks be paid to thee, : For fuch the deed is thou haft done to-day, * As thanks, tho* endlefs, never can repay, For this all-gracious deed, while feas fhall roll. While ftars at night fliall fparkle round the pole. While the bright dazzling fun fhall hold on high, His endlefs progrefs thro' the blazing (ky, ) I do moft -gladly to thy lov'd controul, • , - * Yield up my life, my fervices, my foul; Speak what thou wilt that I for thee (hould do. And tho* Hell thwart me, it is done for ycu ; ,i » But ah ! couldft thou my children now reftore, ^ Thou wouldft add niuch to all thou'ft done before. Fear not, my friend, the gen'rous hero cries. Thy children all fhall blefs thy longing eyes, ' - But C 192 3 U But 'till fwift time fliall crown this juft defign. Let it fuflice that now my word is thine, Then flay, my friend, and here with rapture prove The tender joys that flow from nuptial love, I thro* the camp, meanwhile, will bend my courfe, Down to the fleet to lead my martial force. And when my gallant troops the fiege commence, Soon fhall a fpeedy fummons call thee hence j But ere I go and leave thee here behind, Refolve fome doubts that now perplex my mind, Long has report thro* all the world proclaim'd. That all the fouls of thcfe, wc*ve Indians nam*d, Are frigid, grave, difpaflionate and cool, Ne*er toft by paflTion, but ft ill mov'd by rule. But thy late condu£l with thy fpoufe has Ihewn, That thou wert born with paflGions like our own. In fuch cool incidents, the chief rejoin*vi, As leave thought time to regulate the mind, When the afFedions all have time to form. In calm array to brave the coming ftorm, I grant our fouls a like iitdifl^erence fliow> To fcenes of gladnefs, or to fcenes of woe, Becaufe this fancied fteadinefs of mind. We think exalts us above all mankind, f ■ But when the paflions take us by furprize. Or when, unfeen, in folitude they rife. Soon do our tears, our tremblings, fhew us then, Tlwt we can feel and weep like other men. ..... • . Wolfe C '93 ] y ,:a .--v- iru Wolfe heard attentive till the Indian ceasM, Then from the lofty tent he moves in hade. Now mud the Mufe, from fcenes of tears and (ighs, To fcenes of "war and thund'ring difcord rife, For now the time, the great, the glorious hour^ Doom*d for the ruin of proud Gallia's powV, Smiles near at hand, and \o Wolfe flies to call His fquadrons forth, to feek the fons of Gaul ; Deck'd in bright arms that dazzling flame around, And thick as lab'ring ants move o'er the ground. Swift from the camp pours forth the Britifti hoft, In num'rous files, along the trembling coafl. Led by great Holmes, in queft of high renown, Long fince a num'rous fleet had pad the town, ; jr High up the mighty ftream they'd bent their courfe. And {truck with dire difmay the Gallic force, ^ : JVnd now thefe fliips approach the fouthcrn fide, ' , r To waft the army o'er the rolling tide, ' • ».iV/ Swift to thefe Ihips from ofl^ the echoing ftrands, (;^{ Like a vail deluge, roll the vet'rau bands, ,: ., , |' Soon on the tow'ring decks they all appear, • , ./ With all their glitt'ring arms prepar'd for war; i,.:.^ Yet fpitc of fpecd, of eagernefs fo great. Ere the vaft embarkation was complete, Sol from the heav'ns had quite withdrawn his light. And o'er the earth fwift rofe the fhades of night. And till mild Cyntliia's lamp (hould deign to rife, : , At anchor ftill the Britifli fquadron lies, B Great yji* f i \ C '94 ] Great Wolfe, for future toil, to atm his brcaft. Meanwhile, in gentle fl umbers furjk to reft, Knnd Heav'n, defcending fweetly, deigns to (bed Her facred influence round her hero's head. Nor 'lets one dream, one dark foreboding rife, To bring his future fortune to his eyes ; Sleep on, O Wolfe, from fad forebodings free, •''••"' This is Uie laft great night thou'rt doom'd to fee, To-morrow*s dawn, what woes, what griefs, mtrft come. To-morrow's dawn, atlas! completes thy doom, ■' '*> To-morrow's dawn thou mufl from hence be torn, '"^ And thy poor native Jand be leTt to mourn; '^ O did vain man futurity but know, -How would he fhun the paths that lead to woe •! How would Britannia fhun to-morrow's fray, Tho' famcj -tho' vidl'ry, wait xo crown the day. When high enthron'd, amid the flarry train, ■ Deep awful Night had roll'd thro' half her reign, ' The filver moon, with fplendid light befpread. Above the wide horizon reared her headj And, 'Confcious of the deed, Ihe came to guide, *- Illum'd with clearer rays the fparkling tide, ' ' Rous'd from the tender bonds of foft repofe, '■'-''<■ Swift at the fignal the glad hero rofe, r,lk:fl £ager aloft he fprings with gen'rous care, • '-^'^^ And calls his. gath'ring troops to feek the war,, ^ -'^ ^ff M»; .^■^^ ,j'-.f-'* -'%4 -■'fC - Thick •.LlD u c m ] Thick from all Ades dsfcend nt his commands^ Into a crowd of boats the vet'ran bands. Then up the ftream,. with fvviftly plying cars, Diftant alike from both the neighboring iliores, Thefe num'rous boats> in lines expanded wid:, Move o'er the bofom of the rolling tide,- Ciofe in the rere the towering lliips appear. Steering their courfe where'er the veterans (leerv Thus, whife urg'd onward by the moon's ftrong force, Upward the waters roll their whirling courfe j, Tlie fleet and army, rank'd in firm array. High up the mighty river take their way,. All for to mock the fpies that Gallia's hod . Had plac'd on ev'ry fide, along the coaft : , ; But when anon, with rapi And like firm rocks they dand to meet ihe fight; Here, by Wolfe's orders, had they fix'd their pod. To prop this grand divlfion of the hoft, S 3 Left- I I \ I i 1 '._ ,, . .'-... teiPtward of thefe, along the glitt'nng line, l'^'"^- Bragg's, Kennedy's, Lafcclle's brave fquadrons fhinf^ Next the fierce Highlanders prcfent their bands, And wave their pond'rous' fwords with a£live hands> Laft, bold Anftruther's troops efhbattled (bine. And form the utm'oft left of all the ITne; On either wing a chief condu£is the fight, * ■' ' Murray the left, great Mon£ton leads the right,. "Wolfe in the center takes his nobler (land, And o'er the whole extends his wide command. When thro' the redd'hing eaft, with dawning ray,, Firft peep'd Aurora, harbinger of day: In firm array thus rang'd the Br it if h train,, Stretched in vaft lines acxoi^Jr^ glitt'ring plain,. High in their front |}laze forth their (lazzling arms. And threat all trembling Gaul with gath'ring harms,. "Wolfe, with keen py, bcheki the rifnig light. Beheld, and glows with tranfport at the fight. From poft to poft, with rapid hafte, he flies. From wing to wing he darts his piercing eyes,, Then in. the front of all the warlike crowd. Takes his confpicuous fi:and, and cries aloud,, Now, O brave friends, brave candidates for fame,. Now have we gain'd our grcai^ our glorious aim,, Lo ! in dark fates, in lovv'ring fortune's fpite, "We're rang'd fecurely on tall Abram's heigJit ; See in full view, before our gladd'ning eyes. How yon bright tQwn in all her glory lies, See C ^99 ] ,'1. See Kow her domes, her glittering fpires arifc. And call us on to feize the dazzling prize, Hear their loud call, my friends, your glory raife, Rufli on to vi£l'ry, fame, and deathlefs praife^ . vx. Fear not proud Gallia's vaft (lupendous powers. For what are numbers 'ppos'd to troops like ours ? Cowards and flaves before fuch odds have fled,. But genuine valour ne'er was known to dread. Think too, what trcops compofe this vaunted hoft, "What but a few weak bands from Gallia's coaft, Of rude provincials, an ungovern'd crowd, ? v Unlkill'd, unfteady, turbulent and proud, " Some tribes of Indians, whofc ferocious might Works their own ruin in each \t'ell-rul'd lighr j Such are the troops that dare our rage oppofc, Then fcorn, my friends, to yield to fuch mean foes. Nor fame alone forbids inglorious flight, Our love for f;ifety fpurs us to tue fi;^lit, See what huge deeps, what direful rocks frown round. To work our ruin, if we once give grou.id, Roufe then, ye God-like chiefs, ye fouls of fight, Let all thefe great incitenients roufe your might, Let the loud calls of honour's facred name, Let wealth, let glory, fafety, prudence, fame, And louder Hill, by me unurg'd before. The dear, dear int'refts of our native fliore. All urge your fouls to ftzyid this dreadful day, And brave tlie horrors of the rifing fray ; # I 2«0 2 AOi thus, my Mends, and foon our threatlimg frown Shall awe the towering pride of Gallia down, . „^ ,,^ Soon fliall yoiD city fink beneath' our pow'rs. And all her wealth her boundlefs wealth be ours,. { Nor think,, my friends, I urge your fouls to dart Terrors or toils, that I difdain to (hare: ' . No— each dark chance that Fortune fhow'rs on you. Each toil,, each pain, (liall be your gen^raKs too, - Where*ier the war roars loudeft o*er the plain. There will I rufh, there lead my martial train, i AJl that I afk of you, this glorious day,. [ Is but to march where I fhall lead the way. He fpoke, his troops all ftiout with keen delight,. ; And all at once they. burn to meet the fight, Then to the right he wings his rapid courfe,. Where God-like Mondtoa leads his martial force,. Him, at the head of all his troops he found. With groves of glitt'ring mu fleets rais'd around^ Hail, my brave friend, the gen'rous hero cries. Now the long wifliM-for moment (liikes our eyes,. Now is the time that muft exalt our name. Or cloud our future days with endlefs (hamev . J know thy bofom feeds a warlike flame, I know thy matchlefs worth, thy former fame, , I know thy foul, from bafely terrors free. Will nobly a£i: the part aifign'd to thee, ' Yet fpite of all my fortitude can do, y Spite of my bcundiefs confideuce in you, :-..\ StUl >Mm )U, [ 201 3 Still one fad doubt, one dark, one difihal fcai^ Clings to this bread, and holds the empire here, 'Tis the fad fear left if, in fight, I fall, *>•■ - - My troops, diflieartenM, fliould give way to Gaul ; Then, oh niy friend, if e'er thou'ft felt for me That glow of friendfliip which I feel for thee, Swear that thou wilt, tho* I to death fliould yield, Still bravely rule, ft ill bravely ftand the field : Hafte, oh my friend, perform this laft requeft. And cafe the patriot terrors of my breaft. •<' - If fuch a vow, with hafte the chief rejoinM, Caa calm thy fears, and eafe thy manly mind, Soon may*ft thou lull thy griefs, thy fsars to reft. And quell the patriot terrors of thy breaft. For whether life or death thi$ day be thine, • >■ To f-ive for glory's wrd?ith fliall ft ill be mine. And ev'n, had I been never urgM by thee. Honour's loud call had claim'd thus much of me ; But whence thefe boding fears that fill thy breaft, "Whence do fuch painful doubts thy foul moleft. For fure our gracious God can ne'er defign To rob his fav'rite earth of worth like thine. Sure from our hopes the pitying hand of fate t^^ Won't tear fo foon a chief fo good, fo great. No caufe have I, the God-like hero faid, The dark immediate ftroke of death to dread. No caufe fave what the fwift approaching fray. Alike to all prefents this dreadful day. But 1 C 202 y But now, jufl: plunging in loud difcordV blaze. Who knows what fudden chance may end my dayd. And we thro' life prepar'd fhould ever ft and, , , As if our laft dread moment was at hand, :, j, ,' Befide, to deeds of fame to fire my hoft, I in the front of fight muft take my poft. Where'er the battle roars with keeneft ire, :/ There muft I rufti, there brave the hoft lie fife^. *ris this alone can. roufe my flender train,. , ,. , To ftand the dreadful (hock they muft fuftain,. < ,\ 'Tis this alone can nerve their feeble might. To bsav& proud Gaul's vaft multitudes in fight. Pardon me, Sir, great Monfton then returns, While all his breaft with gen'rous friendftiip burns,. Pardon me,. Sir, if I prefume to hlam« ,;,,,, .^ The headlong rafhnefs of fd great a fcheme,. ; ' , Ne'er, when I think my gen'ral's counfel wrong. Will. I in- bafe compliance hold my tongue, And fpkc of all thy valour yet has faid, To blind thy friends, and praife the fcheme thou'ft laid^ , , 'TIS my firm thought thou fhouldft not, in the ftrifcj Hazard fo great a treafure as thy life : ' ' *Tis true the gen'ral's deeds, when blaz'd afar,. Oft roufe the kindling troops to meet the war. And oft the valour of one fingle hand, . . i, : Has fir'4 to glorious deeds a fearful band; ,v , j t^Ufiid L.l But ;y5, A'. u'ft But C 203 ] f But what is vi£t'ry, what ev'n fame divinCi /. ; "^ Weighed *gainft the hazard of a life like thine ? Could fame, could vi£l'ry e'er the lofs repay, -,; "... Wert thou to fall, to fall this dreadful day ? . : i-.V Vi£l'ry and fame in ev'ry land we fee, But worlds can*t boaft a gen'ral train'd like thee, Then, O brave chief, if e'er thy gen'rous hand Did ihield from gath'ring ills thy native land, ; " ' If e*er thy God-like foul has wilh'd .to favc Britain from woe, her armies from the grave, * Now to the rere like other chiefs retire, » And fliun the fury of the hollile J&re, Thence to the fight thou may'ft extend thy care. Safe from the deaths and thunders of the war. Never, my friends, the God-like hero cries. While flafli'd his foul all glorious from his eyes. Ne'er ,'^ But this o'crlookM, fo fare as heav*n we all, .• t By dire furprizc, in fomc bl^J; hour fhall fall. Thus while he fpokc, Montcalm with fury bums, I'ride, wrath, revenge, all tear his breall by turns, I'iird with keen rap;e he rolli his fiery eyes, ^'' And thus, with thund'ring voice, tcmpeft'ous cries: — Gods ! fiiall I bear fuch vile audacious blame, • • - Heav*ns ! mufl: I hear, thus ftainM, my facred fame i Dares fuch a mean, low, paltry thing as thee, Ccnfure a chief, a matchlefs chief, like me? ■... , . Let but thy lips once more fuch words impart, And tl\is keen fwcrd by lieav*n {hall rend thy heart; Ccafe then, proud flave, this vile prefumptuous ftrain. All tliy rank pride, thy infolence, is vain, iv. Tho* hell, to thwart me, rofe with all her force, ^ v ' Still fliould I hold my own and reafon*s courfe. Still fliould each fquadron Hand its former poll, , Still on thefe heights fliould (lay my conquering hofl. And when fwift time fliall prove thofe meafures juft, How will thy tow'ring pride be plung'd in duft. Burfling with rage, Vaudreuil the gen'ral hears. Fierce in his eye a gath'ring wrath appears, . But ftraicht mild reafon to his foul awoke. And thus, with femblancc calm, the hero fpoke : — ' R;ige on, proud chief, I fcorn thy rage and thee, Thiife rants, thefe bluft'rings, ne'er can injure me, I did C 209 ] 'P I did I chofe could ftorm and bluftcr too. Perhaps as loud, perhaps as fierce as you. But now my country's woes my thoughts engage, And thy fuperior fway forbids my rage, Yet truft a future day fhall fmile on me. When I for juft revenge may call on thee ; Meanwhile I'd have thee, for 'tis jufl: and fit. Indulge thy humour with this moody wit. For when, by dire furprize, thou'rt (bon o*erthrown, When all thy proftrate hoft fliall round thee groan, Wolfe won*t give time I fear for fuch vain play. So make the bcft of what thou haft to-day. Then with a fcornful fmile and brow refign'd. That fpoke the fixM refentment of his mind. Calm as a God he towVd from out the tent. And towards his diftant quarters tlioughtful went, Whehn'd with amaze, with indignation fir*d. Soon from the council all the reft retir*d, Each filled with dark refeutmcnt to his chief, A fad prefage of all their future grief; Yet the' moft deeply ftung with anger dire. At the vile fallies of the tyrant's ire, Still did the great Vaudreuil not fail to ftand ' The firft beft chan'pion of his nn'ive land. Soon as the camp was funk in foft repofe, ' '- Above the tow'ring town rhe hero goes, . ' ■ ^^ ' There on a lofty rock he takes his poft, " ■ And eyes with fteady care the neighboring coaft, - ' -..iT T3 For %tH Ji C 210 ] } i*i ! For much his heart, in pain for haplcfs Gauf, Forebodes the dreadl'ul fule that haiig8 o'er all, Nor provetj all vain thy dailc ibreboding fear, For lol the flcrni, the t'jcudiLil ftorni is near, Lo! the rliick gloom, tht long, long threat'jung cloud, At length in tliU'iders burlb on Gallia's crowd ; Scarce once .aouiul he'd cad lie. anxious view, . ;, When pouring up he kens the hottile crew, , . Whelm'd in amaze he Iliouts, half choak'd witli woe. Friends, friends, arife, the foe, the foe, the foe I Inftant the flreets are fill'd with difmal cries. Crowds fpring from reft:, drums beat, and fliouts arife ^ Straight all Quebec is wrapt in dire alarms, . ; . And countlefs troops rufli thund'rlng forth to arms, Scon with fwift progrcfs from Quebec's bright .WalJ, Spread the loud tumult to tlie camp of Gaul, ; . Rous'd by the clam'rous found from foft repofe, , •. ,,, Rapid as light the fierce Montcalm arofe j But when the wond'rous caufe had reach'd his ear, Of all this dire uproar, this frantic iear. He fmll'd indignant at a tale fo vain, .^ , And ftrode compos'diy to his couch again; But ftill the direful tumult fu'ells arouiul. Hills, rocks and floods, with mingled cries refound. Heralds in crowds, from ev'ry quarter fent, Pour round, and call him fiom his lofty tent; Forth from his tent once more in ha He he flies, " Rage in his foul, and vengeance in his eyes. - ' . ' There • ' C an ] There ends his threat'ning pritle, lo ! there he hears Loud fliouts of triumph rend his lill'tiing cars, ' « The vidlors fliout, which, thund'riiig from on high. Cry all is oVr, and Gaul's dark fate is nigh. Spite of this dark dilemma not one fear, '.' • One doufct, om: terror in his eyes appear, -. - ,• . i C.Jm as a God he tow'ring feems to rife. Fame fwells his front, and glory flufh'd his eyes, Dretdful as Mars flames forth his finewy might. And, like dread Mars^ he burns to mix in fight. Loud thro' the camp he fends a thund'ring call,- ' To roufe to fight tlie lingVing fons of Gaul j . i . Swift at the call to meet the fhreat'ning ftorm, Forth from the camp the gatl/ring legions fwarm, Then tow'rds the town in droves they pour along. And up the deep thick mounts the num'rous throng. There, as he rolls his fiery eyes around, .»; i Rang'd near the town fome vet' ran bandi he fcund, : \ Thefe had Vaudreuil together drawn wiih care, ^rl To check the lirll wild fury of the war, ' J)' Him at their head, when fierce Montcalm dcfcry'J, Keen rofe his wrath, and boundlefs fwell'd his pride, Stern on the chief he roll'd a fcornful eye, ,; And with indignant voice was heard to cry: — • , For once, foul envy and malignant fpite, i Proud ( liief, I own for once they've croak'd aright. Yet thi-ik not, flave, I fcorn the lefs in thee. The pride, the infolence thou'ft us'd to me j C 212 3 ^j Aft well thy part on this tremendous day, *'i Or dear for all thy arrogance thou'lt pay. f ' ' Think not I need thy threats, Vaudrcuil rejoin'd. To fcare to deeds of fame my fearlefs mind, Bafe he's indeed, who, in an hour fo dire, • ' Thinks but of private wrongs of fclfiCh ire. Now to my country's caufe I all re(ign, A future day, O vengeance, fhall be thine ! Then calm to fill the duties of his pod. He joins his fquadrons to the tyrant's hoft. Now with bright front bent tow'rds the Britiih train. With their huge flanks fpread widely o'er the plain. While far behind Quebec high dazzling tow'rs, Montcalm, in lines, draws up his num'rous pow'rs ; Then like a deluge, o'er the trembling coaft, v Onward they roll fwift tow'rds the Britifh hoft : Firil, the huge centre of the pouring train Moves in a ftately column o'er the plain. Fierce in this ftately column's feen to fhine. The ftrcngth of Gafcony and Guienne's line, Stretch'd from this mighty corps, on either hand, A wide expanded wing fpreads o'er the land, Wedg'd in clofe ranks, to brave the rifing fightj Lafaure and Languedoc compofe the right. Far in the left the Roufillons appear, * .; And from the glitt'ring lown avert the warj On euch dark wing, to fwell the dire alarms, A corps of bold Provincials ftands in arms, K-ri'^'^- Huge C 213 ] Huge tribes of Indians crown the dreadful line, And grim in either flank terrific (hine ; , . Fierce in the threat'ning front Montcalm afpires, And thus, with thund'ring voice, the hoft he fires : — On, my bold friends, ru(h on to deathlefs fame, Crufh yon proud foe, raife high your glorious name, Sec how kind Heaven has kindly fent them here. That one dread blow might end this five years' war. Soon {hall they wifli, involv'd in whirling fife. They ne'er had dar'd to tempt our whelming ire, ^ ;, Loud fhouts the hoft, all fwell'd with keen delight^ ... Then all .at once they burn to meet the fight. ^ ^ . {• 7i:; e' ?■. rM I - < ^ ' lirtf r t / 'Ji BOOK C 214 ] Grim on the lowering verge of frowning war, With van to van the threat'ning hods appear^ Firm as a pile of rocks Britannia's band. With ftrong, but narrow front, is feen to fland. While, like the boundlefs billows of the fea. Proud Gaul's vaft multitudes purfue their way; Onward they roll in many a gloomy tide, Threat'ning to clofe them in on ev'ry fide. Fierce in the front of all his warlike pow'rs. Dreadful as Mars the Gallic gen'ral tow'rs. Furious aloft he waves his fiery blade. That flames like light'ning as on high difplay'd. Tall as a tow'ring oak o'erlooks the wood, Wolfe with ftern brow and adverfe fury ftood. He, in his hofl's bright van too (bines afar. Calmly to wait the coming of the war, While i 215 3 hllc While tardy time denies the hofts to clofe, '» ' • ' ' Gaul for the ftrife with wild impatience glows, Swift from all quarters, to begin the fight, » Thick random vollies urg'd their rattling flight. Fierce on all fides defcend the fiery (how'rs, i i'' And gall'd from Hank to. Hank Britannia's pow'rs ; i Calm in the midft of all the thund'ring florm, The God-like "Wolfe dilplay^ his awful form, From rank to rank corapos'd he moves along, : 1 And thus to Heady zeal exhorts his throng : — Courage, my friends, reftrain your kindling ire, .:t Bear with bold hearts this fierce deftruftive fire,- Stay till your^uns can crufh yon hoilile train. That your keen wrath may not be fpent in vain. Think how, by raflmefs, once we loft the day, And now my voice, my urgent voice obey. Scarce had he fpoke, when all the lift'ning traui The kindling fury of^ their fouls reftrain, ; - . . Firm and unaw'd they ftand the dreadful ground. While fhow'rs of ball loud bellowing roar around. But when the foe, to crown his vaft defign, Clofe to his front advance their pond*rous line. He gives the word, and thro' the echoing fkies Three thund'ring (houts with deaPning clangor rife. Then with bold roar, with hugely bellowing ire. From all the hoft burfts forth a ftorm of fire. As when huge iEtna, fierce with echoing roar. Deep from his gulph difplodes his fiery ftore, HurlM I • C 2l6 ] I ! HurIM o*er the heav'ns in one wide blazing IhowV, " Torrents of flame, of fmoke, of fulphur pour, Then crufh whole nations in their whelming fall. And in their burning deluge fwallow all; " Thus the dire blaft, the whirling ftorms of ball, Fell'd in vaft crowds the tumbling fons of Gaul : Scarce on the ear had burft the deaf'ning found, When all their pride feems level'd with the ground. For in fuch numbers funk they on the plain. One wouLl have thought full half the hoft was flain ; StunnM with amaze before the whirling fire, ^ - ^ Back from the fight the trembling Gauls retire, Ev'n their huge column yields to pale affright. And loft, in wild confufion, takes to fliglit ; Wolfe with keen joy their fear, their flight beheld. Forward he bounds, triumphant o'er the field, Waving his fword, he bids his hoft purfue. And thus his words impel the God-like crew: — On, my bold friends, hafte, hafte to whelm the foe. On and improve this great, this peerlefs blow, On, my bold friends, preferve the field you've won. And all our work, our glorious work is done ; Loud (houts the hoft thro' all the echoing plain. Furious they dart o'er hills of mangled flain. Dreadful they rufti amid the fons of Gaul, And pour a flight of thund'ring deaths o'er all ; Frantic Montciilm beheld the routed throng. From rank to rank enrag'd he bounds along, t ' . Keen ■14' C 217 ] ■•'.>*. Keen from his eyes flafli forth indignant fpitc, And thus, with threatening voice, he (lays their flight- Stand, ye vile flaves, ye fhamelefs daftards, (land, Heav*ns ! will ye fly before yon paltry band ? Stand, or by Heav'n, from this all-vengeful fleel. That death ye feek to fliun, ye foon (hall feel. Swift to the fight roll back your threat*ning courfe, In firm array again colleft your force, '' ' Then with fierce rage pour on the Britifh race. And let your fwords expunge this dire difgrace. Rous'd by his words the Gauls fufpend their flight. Back they return once more to brave the fight. Soon they're all feen clofe rang*d in firm array, Clofe as they ne'er befdre the foe gave way, For tho' in front loud roars the throat of war, Montcalm more dreadful thunders in the rear ; iStraig!it, with loud fhocks, revive the dire alarms, Hills, rocks and plains, now ring with bellowing arms, Mufkets 'gainfl mufkets flafli with wild uproar, Cnifli follows crafh o'lt all the rattling fliore, Britain and Gnu! alike maintain their ground. While fquadrons fall and leas of blood flow 'round, Wide o'er the heav'ns vad flames thick fmokes afpirc. And all the field appears one blaze of fire; Far o'er the plain meanwhile the Gallic right '' Prepare, with equal rage, to rufli to fight, ^ ' There had their mighty chief, with deep dcfign, riac'd the moil vig'rous troops of all his line, U For, I 2I8 } ■ m For, from the ilrength and prowefs of this wing, ,\j^ All his chief hopes and expectations fpring, < ^ Clad in bright arms, and towVing at their head, , ^; The great Vaudreuil to fame thefe fquadrons le4» . f l Round Albion's flank he aims to wheel the war, r i' And pour its whelming terrors on her rere j i, p'^^'x Wolfe, when he faw their threatening front extendi And the fierce tempefi: o*er his left impend, - - -'^ -{i To God-like Townfliend fent his loud command* To march with hade, and brave the rufhing band ; This mighty chief juft then, with timely aid, „ „ ,< Had from the fleet drawn up his fierce brigade, t ; i 'j: Which by a fad neccITity conftrain'd, ;»,: , < .^, On board the fquadrons had with grief remain*d, 'Till the fame barks, that wafted Wolfe to land, Retura'd, and bore them joyful to the ilrandj ^ In this huge corps, thus pouring to the war, .' . -, Three mighty bands from different climes appear, Two, with item front, the genuine fons of fame, Amherft's and Webb's from fair Britannia came, The third, tho' they the fame bright lineage claim'd, . Yet were not Albions, but Provincials nam'd ; Safe in the guardians of their mother ifle, . , LonsT had they till'd America's fair foil, 'Till impious Gaul, with vile rapacious ire. Laid wafte their lands, involv'd their towns in fire. Then with juft rage they quit their calm retreat. And on the foe now rufh with deadly hate, From Ki nA C 219 3 ^ From whete New-York's briglit confines (kirt the • . main, -liiiii^iiirr ^Pi.>hj'.: pi^^^v^ ^-^^ f From where Virginia fpread« her flow'ry plain. From where New-Jerfey rears her fantiy (here, From where New-England teems with ufefui ore. From Pennfylvanid*s gay luxuriant ground, » From Carolina's vaft expanded round, " *''" Frum faiif Acadia's wide extended woods, ' ' '-• " From wat'ry Maryland's encrrcling floods, ' i^ • - In num*rous crowds thefe dauntlefs iieroes came. At the loud call of tengeance and of fame, Compa£);, colle6led clofe in firm array, -,■_ - 'r The triple corps motes on to meet the fray, -' • Aloft in air their threatening tubes they raife. Thro' all the Qej their dazzling flandards blaze, Fieirce on the left they take their daring pod, ^ And fpread their front wide tow'rds the Gallic hoft ; Gaul, when fhe faw the pouring bands from far. Advanced to fwell the horrors of the war. Full in mid courfe (he halts with dire difmay. In doubt to meet, or (hun the dreadful fray, ' '--^ • But ilraight once more their general calls to fame. Once more their breads, their kindling fouls ts^e flame, -•.■-..-;_- .:^.^..y.,--,.. ---. ,.-, ,....-^., . . - . Onward once more in droves they pour along, Refolv'd to fall, or crufh the Britifli throng; Firft the fierce Gauls commence the dire alarms. Loud thro* the air difplode their bellowing arms, U 2 Britain, :-i. c,l [ 220 3 Britain, with rage, returns the furious fire, ! v-{f.c. '•? Vaft flieets of flame, vaft clouds of fmoke afpirc, Thick rattling vollies flafh from train to train, rir' .1 And thund'ri,ng burft o*er all the echoing plain, r -.'X As when, where Cancer wheels his fiery round. Sulphureous clouds break forth with thund'ring found, Flafh againft flafh from ev'ry quarter flies, »«,« ■< Peal againfl peal burfls o'er the bellowing flcies, ■ . i One hideous blaze involves the heav'ns all o*er, i. ''". And all around is one tremendous roar, il Gaul's mighty crowds fpread countlefs o'er the plain, Outflretch'd by far the left of Albion's train, t . . » While the fierce refidue in firm array, tj ^I^p* oiiT Id front fudain the fury of the fray, lisnl -.c\t\ Pouring this vaft redundancy of force, - ^f '- '■' ' Round Albion's flank fwift wheel their circling courfe, ( Then on their rear with whirling ♦•age they fall, And 'twixt two fiery clouds involve them allj .. • ,) Rous'd by the danger all the Britons warm, ' y^^uhu Swift they prepare to brave the gath'ring florm, ' ? '" Some in the. front repel the furious war, • " .• . > --'I While fome wheel round and brave it in the re«r, I Soon that dread rear, with blaze of arms made dire, - Flames forth another thrcat'ning front of fire, ; Now on all fides thq! Gauls the combat wage, \i\ Front, flank and rear, they charge with equal rage, '. Swift from all quarters flafli their fiery fiiow'rs, i j Thick as fierce hail the rattling tempeft pours j \\ Britain, r k .'.!« [ 3JI 3 Britain, unmov*d, withftands her whirling ire^ And thundering loud returns the dreadful fire, ' ' Firm as a rock the brave, the God-like band^ *Mid all the dire uproar is feen to {land. Firm as a rock difplays its awful form, * "When round it furious roars the thundVing ftorrti, When bellowing waves burft o'er its rattling head And thro* the deep a dire confufion fpread ; Cournge, brave fouls, ftill fcorn each daftard fear» For lo ! great Howe, your great deliverer's near, Lo ! like a guardian God 'mid clouds of fire. He comes to f natch yon from proud Gallia's ire. Ere roar'd the firfl; wild onfet of the war, Ilim on the left Wolfe plac'd with cautious care. Wifely forefeeing what might there cnfue, • ■'"' And what his valour for the caufe might do. Half the brave vet'rans which the hero led. Beneath a range of dome's deferifive fhade, « ■ Which on the left, with (lately afpe£l tow'rs, ^ ' Circled with gardens, deckt with worlds of flow'rs, Here Inlf thefe dauntiefs vet'rans took their p(^. To check the progrefs of the Gallic hoft, Screen'd by their walls they dare the numerous foe^ And pour a flight of whirling globes below. While the remainder of the GodJike band '«' Deep in a grove, behind thefe ftruflures fland, Rul'd by Howe's mighty feif in firm array. Calm there they wait the ifltje of ^he fray. Us High 1 High o*er their heads the ihelt'ring thickets rife, t And fcreen their dazzling front from hoftile eyes ; Howe, when he faw his much lovM friends from far, Delug'd around with horror, death and war, Swift as the light'ning's flafh burfls o'er the (kies, Forth from concealment on the foe he flies, ,U ^.^ ;^A And from all fides his pouring fquadrons fall, ' <' Like a fierce torrent on the fons of Gaul, As tumbling waves, which o'er the prodrate fhore, With thund'ring din in pond'rous mountains roar, When mightier billows ftrike them from behind, Fly off in foam, and fcatter in the wind^ y ' -> So when this unwifhM gufl of furious war ■ > Burfts forth, and thunders on the Gallic rear. Struck with amazement, fear, and dire affright, They break, diTperfe, and inflant take to flight. Wide o'er the field they fcour on wings of wind, ' And leave their late-hop'd conquefls far behind, '- While, with glad front, once more the Britifh crew, From out the fiery gulph emerge to view, ,; /. ^ •f-> Fierce as the lion ftorms the fleecy flocks. On the wild rout Howe drives with num'rous fhocks, - Swift as thofe flocks before the lion fly, ,. 'J Fly the flunn'd Gauls, while countlefs numbers die, '■ Swept in confufion, from Britannia's rear, r» , » Backward they're hurl'd on thofe who (land the war, • 'Till in huge heaps on heaps together thrown. Beneath each other's fwords in crowds they groan ; 'XX ij Thus, [ ^23 ] I ■ *) s* ..' r 1j ■I* Thus, when great Howe had forc'd the Gauls to yield. And drove them wide acrofs the echoing field, / Back to his former pod he bends his way, And there once more draws up, in firm array, His conquering troops, who, panting there for breath. Survey from far the threat'ning fcene of death. ^ Struck with a panic at war's dreadful chance, < Torpid with horror (lood the hoft of France ; Such was their dire amaze, their frantic fear. That ftill they deem*d the flaught'ring foe was near, . That flill mad fancy fees him ilorming round. And crowds thro* terror tumble to the ground. Yet from this gulph of fear and wild furprize. Soon is a ilorm of raihnefs feen to rife, > . For genuine valour, once reproachM, by (hame, Swells from mild temp'rance into frenzy's flame. Soon in fierce crowds once more they pour along. Once more to charge, to crufh the Britiih throng. Soon they once more the Britifli throng furround. And in dark fiery horrors all is drown'd, When lo ! the great controuler of the war Once more tremendous flies upon the rear. Dreadful he charg'd, he pierc'd their lines again. Dreadful he broke and fwept them o'er the plain, Till files on files again confus'dly fall, ^,. / I'' i And in dire heaps are toft their fquadrons all. Thrice did they thus, in many a gloomy tide. Pour on, refolv'd to crufh Britannia's pride, Thrice 'JLIV: •! .»( f, '. That Ogi That Loft And Will Will C 225 ] Rife, rife, my foul, avert this tide of (hame, Prcfervc thy worth, prefcrvc thy fpotlcfs name, • *^ How couldft thou bear, who art from guilt fo free. To fee fuch ftains, fuch lligmas thrown on thee ? Thou who couldft ne'er, averfe to Nature's laws, For bafe revenge betray thy country's caufe ; Then 'tis refolv'd I'll once more dare the ft rife, I'll bravely conquer, or I'll yield my life, ^ J^"- • 'Tis .better fure to fall with cndlefs praife, ' Than live in infamy a length of ciysj Straight thro' the front of war h':^ d'a'U aioi»g, > Nobly he calls, he cheers his vet'ran ihroni,?, , While round his brow dctermin' . - 'r ■ i ' ? « '^ , ..n ; That mark'd our conqu'ring arms in former cbvs? O glorious Fontcnoy, where's lovv th^t mighr, j That on thy plains o'ercame the v/orld in I'lght i Loft are we all to onc>>l..iv'd honour's charms, And no Norwindeni: now muft grace our arms ^ Will ye then Cmk thus plung'd in endlefs fhame. Will ye not rife to guard your tott'ring fame ? •■■ k-' Think m I 2l6 2 Think of the fiekls in former ageis won, i i t^* '^ Think of the glorious, deeds yourfelves hate done, Then thundering fwjft bear yqn proud viftors down. And let your fwords retrieve your loft renown. ' ^ 1 Loud thro* the Jboft his echoing words refound, Tht/ breathe new flame, new kindling ardour round j RousM by their force the Gauls fufpend their flight. Form and prepare once more to ru(h to fight, ^:: H ^^ Meanwhile, far diftant from lOud difcord's roar, i'l' The brave Sa,tagu$, on the adverfe fhore, .; ^ i^i' Lies tranc'd in joy, in fair Tamiha's arms, 1 ', i C ■'''J,, li r i;^ii^ ii' V ♦' Forgetting war's for love's more fweet alarms, * yW Soon as had thence withdrawn each prying eye,. Left to the full indulgence of thdir joy, O'er.bill* o'er dale, thrb' grove and flow*ry mead, With chearful fteps in fweet difcourfe they ftray'd. Far from their fouls now ev'ry woe was caft. They gaz'd, they fmil'd, they talk'd of dangers paft. Then on each other gaz'd and fmil'd again, -< Such fmiles as recompens'd a world of pain 5 .■■-<■ At length on thefe fond fcenes of dear delight. Stole, unpercci/d, the darknefs of the night, " • '■ '- Straight for to feck fome kind retreat they move. Meet for to flicker innocence and love, Deep in the center of a neighbouring wood, 'i. ' ^ A to w'ring fteep, with bending afpe£t ftood, j: 1.^ Thick from beneath a growth of poplars rife, ( ' ^ And meet its bold projedion in the fkics, * ' ■ ' -..,.. , Betwixt 'V H . I n !^ ; • f: ,;ir t ^7 1 \ Betwixt the pendant hill and trees around, Conceal'd from fight a flow'ry fpace is found. And near the calm recefs, thro' beds of flow*rs, A warbling dream its filver current pours, Hither Satagus and his much-lov'd fair, ^' •* To court the fwcets of reft, with hafte, repair; StretchM on a grafly couch there calmly they. In kind endearments, pafs.the night away, • '- '' 'Till by mild Nature's gentle hand opprefs'd, Lock'd in each others arms they fink to reft ; ' O, happy lands, where fouls without alloy, - • ' In Nature's ftate can tafte fuch boundlefs joy, ^ ■ Where ftrung by toil they brave the damps of night. And a(k no fplendid dome to give delight ; Then turn, ye fons of pride, witl fliame behold What ufelefs things are all your pomp and gold, See in this calm retreat a tender pair < Brave, with undaunted hearts, the midnight air, " See o'er their heads no fplendid domes difplay'd. The grafs their couch, a rock their only fhade. Yet fee them bleft with pleafure's fmiling reign. And own your towns, your palaces are vain. Now thro' the redd'ning clouds the blufliing dawn iSmiles, wiLh returning light, along the lawn, - The feather'd throngs remount each echoing fpray. And warbling loud falute the rifing day. Wide thro' the air in joyful fwarms they fing, And all the anfw'ring wootls with mufic rin;^. 't» Rous'd C 228 ] RousM by the found that fiU'd the" warbling flclcs, Juft then Satagus op*d his wond'ring eyes, --^ .^ Slow from his verdant couch he rear*d his head, And to his flumb*ring mate thus mild he faid :— Awake, my love, awake from ftill repofe, > ■ " ^ ' The ftars roll down, the filver dawn has rofe, '^ ' Hark how the lark*s glad mattin chears the Ikies, ^ And bids our fouls to tender joys arife, ' '■ ' Let us, fvveet life, the welcome call approve, AikI Hie thefe few fhort moments bleft with love ; Then for a time I'll leave thy heavenly arms. To reap new tranfports in the fields of arms. O, my lov'd lord, the matron foon rejoinM, ' * * • What frightful dreams this night have fill'd my mind 1 Not, foi" the world, would I endure again * One moment more of fuch difti i£ling pain, ' Methought, while yet I funk in foft repofe, I faw thee rufli where thundVing combats rofc, Fearlefs you (hot along the dreadful plain, And fill'd with terror all the hoftile ;rain. When lo ! two fiends appear'd with afpe£t dire, With hideous front, and eyes that flafti'd with fire, On thee they fciz'd, grim yawn'd the op'iiing ground And down they dnigg'd thee in the gulph profound, Straight the dark pitilefs earth closM o'er thy head, While all around flood chill'd with fearful dread. Loft in wild grief I funk in fad defpair, I beat my frantic breaft, I tore my hair, - *^" - '_■■ '' M, ;{ When r •« r C 229 ] .1 When lo ! a heav*nly form, with fmiling bro\«'', Stood by my fide, and thus rebuk'd my woe : — '* Calm thy loud griefs, vain mortal, ceafe to mourn. Thy now loft lord can n.-Vr to thee return. But death ftill waits to en*' the wretrfi's pain, Mark but thcfe words, and thoul't be blefs'd again, Juft then thy dalliance broke my fad rcpofe. And freed my foul from all its fancied woes : Qh, my lov'd lord, weigh well the warning giv'n. Heed this kind vifion, for' 'tis fure from heav*n. Think of thy haplefs fpoufe, thy own dear life. And fhun, O ihuti the dark approaching ftrife. Think how that haplefs fpoufe, alas ! muft mourn, Should II thou, her long loll lord, from her be torn* Ceafe, my Tamlna, fwift the chief rejoin'd, . ■ Ccafe with fuch grouudlcfs fears to plague thy mind, Thefe idle dreams which thou wouldfl; heav*nly call. Are but weak pliantoms, vain delufions all, *l'is true our fathers, tcas'd with fancied woes', « ,- - Yielded implicit faith to tales like thcfe, - , ; '-' *Tis true ev'n now our tribes, to error prone. Beneath fuch childifh fears for ever groan. But fince 'mid Europe's lights has dwelt my foul. That foul has learnt to fcorn their dark controull, For now my reaTon fe°s that dreams are giv'n By chaiKC alone, and not the hand of Heav'n, Bcfule, niy love, hufh all thefe fond alarms, _ I am not yet to leave thy tender arms, ... ^ Let C 230 ] {. Let us in fniiling love thefe hours employ, Nor damp, with future woes, our prefent joy, " i - ' We ne*er fhould weep for forrows yet *o come. If doom'd to ill, too foon we'll feel our doom. He fpoke, then clafp'd her in a kind embrace. That hu(h*d each grief, each rifing fear to peace. And fondly gazing on each other's charms, - ' They lofe all terror of fucceeding harms, i * \^ '' When lo ! the burlling thunders of the war '' . Breathe their loud fummons to Satagus* ear; ' Rous'd at the found he fprings from love's foft arms, And feems juft haft'ning to the dire alarms, The matron fees, wild terror fills her eyes, •■>■■. She clafps his flruggling knees, and thus (lie cries : — Oh ! wilt thou leave mc, leave me helplcfs here. Torn by fuch grief, fuch keen diftra£ting fear ? Is then each fpark of kindnefs fled from thee. Which once thou hadft for thy poor babes and me ? Stay, oh for once vain empty fame forego, Nor plunge thy fpoufe, thy haplefs fpoufe in woe. Shame on thy fears, weak fair, the chief replies, To what bafe condudt would thy tongue advifc? Where's now that worth, that thirft of glorious fame. That urg'd in former days each Indian dame ? Once they were wont to brave ev'n war's alarms And fpur their hufbands on to deeds of arms ; Think fhould 1 bafely quit the paths of fame. What blots, what ftains mull cloud my future name, Wouldft C 231 ] ! ? Wouldft thou not rather bravelv fee me falT, Than made the fport, the fcofF, the fcom of all I Befide, >vheh frkndfhip calls aloud for aid, Mud not her voice, her mandate be obey'd ? Wolfe's kind attentions bid me to the field, And ev'ry tie to gratitude fhould yield, • ■ >^ « Think how the mighty fpirit, whofe dread hand '■ ' Rolls the big thunders o'er the feas and land, Would fcorny would crufli me, did he thus but {<:z Each call of fame, of friendlhip, fcorn'd by me. He fpoke, the matron feels Convi£tion*s force. Yet Nature fcorns to yield to Reafon*s courfe. Grief choak'd her Toice, (he (trove, but nought could She look'd a fad farewel, then tum'd away. * Straight from the mournful place the chief withdrew And tow'rds the margin of St. Laurence flew, There, in a flender fkiff, he takes his ftand, ^i -': ' And rows, with fwiftnefs, tow'rds the northern land. He gains the beach, mounts up tall Abram's height. Shoots o'er the plain, and joins the thund'ring fight} - There his keen eyes he rolls on ev'ry fide, To find where Wolfe oppos'd the combat's tide, Him in the center of the war he found. Where fliow'rs of ball loud bellowing roar around, \ Forward he hurries tow'rds the God-like man. And fpurr'd by fiery zeal, thus fwift began : — X 2 Why, C 23^ 3 ■tij\ •( Why, O my Lord, my mighty general, fay, Wouldil thou with fond credulity thus play, Didfl thou not vow, ere thou wouldil ru(h to fight. Forth to the jfield, to call my proffered might ? Ne'er could I think that thou wouldil thus delay, Or rob my glory of fo bright a day. Be calm, my friend, the genVous chief rejoin'd. While a gay fmile unbends his manly mind, ^ ^ '« Be catm, compofe thy brave, thy noble heart, Nor blame thy gen'ral for fo kind a part. ^> .< > How could il thou think that e'er my breail could prove So hard, fo pit'lefs, to the caufe of love, >' V i i^'f. As thus to drag thee from delights fo greats -O*^ Loft to thy foul fo long, and found fo late ? But fince thy kindling valour bids thee rife, • i --^ Welcome thou art to thefe delighted eyes, .4^^^ • » Come let us ruih to brave the glorious fight, hi(^'- Still thou hail time to prove thy Godlike might j ^ Then iide by iidc they thundering flaili'd alongj Ijii-^^ And (hot wild terror thro* the Gallic throng, | ul As when from adverse points loud tempefts blow, ' With boiil'rous fury rage the deeps below j i High on all fides the threat'ning billows rife, * > Tow'r on and join fierce battle in the fkies, > ' nV' Daihing they break with loud tumultuous roar, Splaih wide, fpout Kigh, and drench the heav'ns all If o*er. All gh^ ^ u.'l it: I prove » in- ig, .iHA blow, ''■ i ■ . ' n,," ir, 'ne , all ■4 . %nA - 1 All All white with foam appears the ocean round. And tumbling dreadful rolls with bellowing found : Thus with wild rage the pouring armie: join, Thus bellowing thunders roar from all the line. Loud mulkets rattle, bay'nets fla(h around, H ,, Thick fmokes arife, the clanging arms refound, * Some fight, fome fall, fome groan in tides of gore, . And otu' wide din involves the heav'ns all o'erj Meanwhile Montcalm forfakes the dreadful fray, And low'rds the rear dired^s his anxious way, .,1 .7: Where fierce Verdonx had fix'd his cautious ftand, Atid tilt around difpos'd his fearlefs band} Here they at diltance view'd the furious fray,, A Pvcady to charge whene'er their friends gave way. To wliom, with hafte, the Gallic geii'ral cries — See, O my friend, what dreadful combats rife. See how great Wolfe Itill Hands the defp'rate fight. And braves, unconquer'd, all our pouring might. Much does my heart forebode for haplefs Gaul, ' And much 1 dread the fate that hangs o'er all, }/ France once could dare the warring world to fight,. '; And make all Europe cringe beneath her might, j( Full well thou know'll; how, in great Louis' reigp, .^» She aw'd H».fperia, Germany and Spain, if How peerlefs Luxembourg, with her brave bands, Crufti'd the united force of countlefs lands. How comes it then, that now one fingle fhore .. ..,^| Has done what worlds had fought iiijvain before ? '^} /nifr X 3 How 1' k »'X I.IJ • C 234 ] A\ ' ' How comes it then, that now Britannia's land Can all the efforts of our force withftand ? Why this furprize, the fierce Verdonx rejoined, \ Why would this doubt one moment paufe thy mind ? Let but thy foul look back on antient Gaul, I And thou mufl; foon perceive the caufe of all, When fuch vaft glories mark'd our conqu'ring force. Say, was it Britain's fons opposed our courfe ? ' , Was*t not a motley, dark, confederate hoft, a' ., ' f From Spain's, from Italy's, Germania's coafl ? Whofe diff'rent int'rcfts, ever on the jar. Kept their proud fouls from rifing keen to war. And if fome dauntlefs Britons there were found, Soon was their valour in the chaos drown'd ; But now 'tis Albion, with unfhackled might, i ; That firm, unconqucrM, braves the rage of fight,, . ] Freed from the clog of all confed'rate lands, i .T > ?, Alone her fons oppofe our num'rous bands, {^ /- A And when thefe gen'rous heroes all take fire, What pow'r on earth can (land their dreadful ire ? One chief there lives, who dares to ftand it all, , s Returns Montcalm, or bravely, bravely fall, ; ^ '/• Ere this proud foul to Albion's pow'r fliall yield. Horrors ne'er ken'd 'till now fhall irend the field. Ne'er could I (loop to yon vile paltry band, ,;| Who cring'd fo oft beneath my conqu'ring hand ; Inftant do thou forfake this diftant poft, r ,i li Come with thy troops, advance to aid the hoft, worl c •'- Then id .-. mind ? /f 'f) 'wis II, ^' ; force, ■, *! und, rht, '/': . T . '. <:■ A ire r ? II, .,; /.I r ■;i' ield, d, land i r oft, 1.1 Then •?' ,t .1 > C 235 3 Then in one (hock we'll put forth all our naighty * : To cruQi the foe, and turn the fcale of tight. Here fhould. we fail, ftill fafe's your g rn'ral's fame, For death fhall tear him from the gripe of (hame. Then fwift r.s light he join*d the warring throng, , ^^^ x. And thro' the fight impetuous rulh'd along, a^hO Now fierce Verdonx acrofs the echoing lands^ ^j^ -j Swift to the fight leads on his fwarming bands, To right and left the warring ranks divide. And thick'ning dreadful crowd on either fide. Thro* the void fpace the pouring aids advance. And add new terrors to the hoft of France*, Fierce in the front of all the warlike crowd, . ^ Tow'rs on their God-like chief, he fliouts aloud :— Shame on your fears, your daftard fears, he cries, Will ye not rife, to glorious conquefts rife ? Think of your blafted fame, your loft renown, \ Think of your country's woes, yon tott'ring town, > Think if we here fubmit to yonder hoft, |> Our fame, our glory are for ever loft ; v i Rife then, for fliame, preferve your native land, -., 'v^. Rife then, for ftiame, bear down yen paltry band, f Ne'er let fuch mean, fuch poor exhaufted pow'rs, ,7 j^y dint of valour's might prevair o'er ours j, a^jdV Come, on the foe in one great eiFort fall, r ^ vh 1 For on this laft great effort hangs our all. He fpoke, like light'ning darts along the plain, ^ . And tow'rds the foe rolls pn his num'rous train, f ri< ^ Nor C 236 ] Nor Icfg great Wolfe inflames his kindling throng, Before their van he threat'ning flafh'd along, On as he towVs to dare the pouring train, Thus his loud voice founds dreadful o*er the plain : — See to clofe fight how yon proud fquadrons fwaim. Courage, brave friends, come meet the gath'ring ftorm, Think of the glorious deeds by Johnfon done, -a Think of the high renown by Amherft won ; Rife then, brave friends, and emulate thtir fame, » Ne'er let their lot be praife, and yours be (liame, Inftant Itt's ceafe this vainly bluiVring fire, 1 Come in keen bay'nets put forth all your ire, hi h?iA TJiefe at one Ihock fhall mow yon army down, "v And hew your pafTage to yon tott'ring town : Swift at the word, the fierce impetuous throng In one huge phalanx thun Tring roll along, All with fct bay'nets pour upon the foe, Gaul, with fet bay'nets, meets the furious blow, 1' Shock follows (hock, their clanging arms refounJ, Clafh follows clafti, the fliiv'ring blades flafh round, Hoft againft hoft in defp'rate efforts ftrain, Ji' Yet each bold hoft unlhaken ftanus the plain, '- .^I When, with firm front and and ifturb'd array, ' ' -.1 Thus for long time they'd try'd the clofe fought fray ; Britain at length bore down reliftance all, ^^...v * And pierc'd impetuous thro' the ranks of Gaul, *»ri* As when loud tempefts o'er the ocean roar, -M Tumbling huge billows on Batavia's ihore, 4 1^ A vil^ O'er 'i I m 3 Cer the pent dikes the conqu'ring furges bound, And bellowing dreadful drench the world around, Thus d^d the Britonsj with refiftlefs force, Swift thro' the Gallic fquadron cleave their courfe, Thoufands on thoufands at their feet fall flain. The red they fweep tempefluous o'er the plain. ,. .\.Aji '"■ . ■ ' ■ ■ Vi^>i^'- • '\^ ,'-: '■ uf /'■(^■-iii httz { •■ ' ''' • ^H-■ ' • »i V ' ■ ■* — ♦•.' i'Uai^m Ixtc Out''-. k-''tii% '-iM -hid ^iV'iC ^• "tA'l 'Jj^n'^ 'frC!^ iVri:?;]:/ .*i;.5,jw '^i-tl ,'' '^'i^ •--•^ ' ■ - . ' ^- - . ' ^ - iift?<»w. ' ix^ ■ '■? ^■^'' ^''■■''- '*^'^''''' k * t* ) "1' .; •ij ni. *0', Ll?;5 t'L'^iV-l v'li "'*!!!« ^i.i BOOK I 238 1 BOOK THE SEVENTH. 1^ OW, when Montcalm's all iadd*ning eyes beheld^ The dire confufion fpread round all the field, Huge ftorms of fury inftant (hoOK his foul. And whelm*d all patience in their mad controul. Straight with fwift fpeed from rank to rank he flies^ Wild rage, wild frenzy light'ning in his eye». Dreadful around he wheels hia fiery blade. Beats back the gen'ral rout, and thundering faid :— O ! ye. vile flaves, ye dogs, ye dregs of earth. Foul fiends, bafe cheats, where's now your boaded worth? Heav'ns ! will ye fly thus plung'd in dire difgrace, Mean, trembling daftards, fugitive and bafe? Back, inilant back, fly fwift, retrieve the day. Back, and this indant (land the glorious fray; By Heav'n, who dares beyond this ground depart. Straight finds this faulchion buried in his heart. Thus, while he fpoke, his madly raging hand Makes good his threat*nings on the routed band : Now here, now there, he thwarts the fwarms thtt fly, He whirls his fword, and lo ! in crouds they die, .. ... . Swift C 239 ] Swift as each daflard dares but turn to fligiit, Him (Iraight he fells, and fends to endlefs night, Yet vain's this toil, this all-o*crwliclming ire. Still fwells the rout, and dill the GauU retire« Still the fame panic that fifft made them yidd, Prevails and drives them headlong o'er the field; Ere the fierce advcrfe hofts had rulh'd to fight, Each roll'd fomc cannon up till /Vbram*3 height, Gaul, with two direful engines, (hook the plain, Britain, but one, could bring to aid her train, Yet, was this one dread inflrument of ire, riy'd with fuch care, with fuch vaft (lores of firr, That by its thund'ring blafts which ceafelefs fall, It filenc'd thofe that fence the caufe of Gaul, And now, like j^'^tna, with tremendous ro;ir. Pocking the bifis of the ncighb'ring fijore, Such fiery torrents breathes it round the plain. As fell in crowds the tumbling vamjuifh'd train; IS'Icanwhile the navy, on the waveward fide, Hurl forth like tliunders from the rolling tide, ' ' Fierce from their decks, which bellowing roar on high, Thick random (hots in rattling tempefts fly. Some o*er the town, fome fcatter on the plain, • '* And fwell the terrors of the vanquifh'd train. ' ' Meanwhile, more dreadful than thefe ftorms of ball. Than fleets, than thunders to the foiis of Gaul, Wolfe thro' the war before his army tow'rs. Swift o'er the field he leads his vet'ran pow'rs, " '^ Flufii'd n ■*«.' I 240 i 1 Flu(h*d with bright joy flafli*d forth his fparkllug eyes, And round his head fierce threat'ning termors rife : ; Come, my brave friends, come on, ye heroes all. Strike, crufli, o'erwhelm, bear down the fons of Gaul; Now, now's the time, tf .'time, he nobly cry'd, To raife our country's fame, curb Gallia's pride. Swift, fwift purfue, complete the glorious blow. And end at once yon long-deftroyin^- foe; Now in loud fhouts he breathes his voice around. It fires the hoft, it makes the heav'ns refound ; Then on the foe he darts with whirling force. And bids the war attend his thund'ring courfe. Thick as huge waves his fquadrons pour along, And burll like tempells o'er the trembling throng, As when loud winds the trembling ocean heave, And tow'rds the fhip roils on the whelming wave, All i.i wild fear the tumbling failors drownM, This way and that, fwift fly diilra£led round ; Some in the hold their tumbling bodies fling, And fome for fafety round the cordage cling; Thus, when great Wolfe Ihot o'er the trembling plainp Loft in wild tenor funk the Gallic train, Some ficulk behind to fliun their baleful fight. And fome, thro' frenzy, rufli to meet the figlit ; To ftop the gen'ral rout, and roufe the war, Meanwhile Montcalm fierce thunders in tlie rear, Novvf here, now tliere, like liglitning Hies around. Harrowing each uaftacd htart that dares give ground ; At C 241 3 At length convinc*d that all his labour's vain, ^ ^ f, Convinc'd that loft's the long contefted plain, ' , j Straight he refolves in queft of Wolfe to go. And court a glorious death amid tliC foe, . ^ , Swift with blind fury, with unpitying force, . He cleaves thro' crowds of fugitives his courfe. Then like a whirlwind, on Britannia's war o- He pours, and ftops her in her full career, - r Furious he wheels his flaught'ring blade around, Furious he fells whole fquadrons to the ground, Wolfe ftill he calls, while ft ill his fiery eyes Roll on all fides 'till Wolfe's great felf he fpies ; Yes, loft Montcalm, that brave, that God-like chief, Great fource of thine and of thy country's grief. Stops forth, alas ! too ready at thy call. To crufli thy haplefs pride and ruin Gaul. Come, thou vain chief, Montcalm with fury cries. While a wild tranfport fparkles in his eyes. Come, come, let's try in this laft great eflliy. Whether 'tis Gaul or Albion ^vins the day; Straight on the foe he fprings with ihreat'ning bound And dreadful wheels his fiery fword around, Wolfe v»'ith calm thought his a£live pow'rs awoke. And turning fwlft repels the furious ftroke, Then wWrl'd his dazzling fword with flcilful pride. And plung'd it dreadful in the hero's fide. As the pierc'd lion, rous'd by niaild'ning pain, Flies with fweil'd fuiy on th'^ hunter train, . Y * So C 242 ] '/*';; So fir'd to frenzy by the deathful blow, Montcalm with doubling rage now ftorms the foe. Onward he fprings with wrath-born pow*r fupply'd, He whirls his fword, he darts from fide to fide. He ftrikes, he thrufts, he tries on ev'ry part. To force a paflage to the hero's heart ; ^ But God-like Wolfe, composed, the charge awaits, Wards off each threatening blow, and ftays the fates. At length enfeebled by the fanguine tide. That pours in torrents from his dreaming fide. Weaker and weaker by fwift progrefs grow, The laft vain efforts of the wounded foe. Quite fpent at length he tott'ring reels around. Then falls all pale, all helplefs on the ground, Fierce from all fides juft then the Britilh throng, To aid their chief impetuous rufli'd along, Full on the foe they bend their fury all. Thick round his head they flafh vaft fhow'rs of ball, Swift thro' his bread in countlefs flights they bound. And leave his body one wide bleeding wound, Wolfe their keen rage beholds with fad furprize, He knilo his angry brows, he fternly cries : — Shame, O my friends ! for fhame, this wrath forego, Heav'ns ! can ye thus, thus ufe a vanquifh'd foe ? Do ye not know my v/ill, my orders giv'n, Do ye not know the will, the laws of heav'n. Do ye not know when we fuccefsful prove, That ev'n the vanquifh'd foe fliouUl fliarc our love ? Ceafe oc. C 243 I . Ceafe then, for fliame, this harbVous rage rdlrain. Fly, rather fly to mitigate his pain, Him, when in ftrength, 'twere juft you fhould fubdue. But now his woes fliouM claim your pity too. In vain he fpoke, for lo ! fate's black controul Quick breathes its darkfome horrors o'er his foul. Yet not all death's grim horrors cin import, One fear, one thought of terror to liis heart ; Sternly he frowns, tho' in death's gafp he lies. And fill'd with wild delight thus fierce he cries : — Welcome, grim death, thou all-propitious pow'r. Haft kindly heard me in this needful hour, Into thy fhelt'ring arms I joyful go. Scorning the vain,, vain triumphs of my foe. Then with a {cornful fmile he funk to night, Attd fwift from earth his fiery foul took flight* Wolfe, for a time o'erwhelm'd with ftrange furprifc^ Nails to the wond'rous corfe Ids penfive eyes. Then feiz'd his proftrate fword the conqu'ror*s right^ And turn? to join the tumults of the fight, Juft at that inftant a foul vengeful Gaul Aim'd at the hero's breaft a pond'rous ball, Heav'n from its deftin*d courfe the fate fwift threw^ And thwart his finewy wrift with rage k flew, Flefli, veins and finews, in its flight it tore. And all the hand leaves drown'd in tides of gore^ Calm and unmov'd the God-^. ' hero ftood. He clos'd the wound, he ftay'd ihe rufhing blood, Y 2 Straight ?1" • C 244 ] Straight o*er the gafti a filken veil he drew, *-^- To fliut its horrors from his army's view, ''"" f'* Left the fad fight (hould give his gen'rals pain, ' ' ' ^ Or damp the ardour of his pouring train, Ev'n as the loofening fury of the wind, ' *" '*' " Long by the tow*rings of high hills confin'd, Thro' the rent vales with direful whirlings fweep. And falls in mightier tempefts on the deep ; Thus the great Wolfe too long from fight with-held. Now drives with doubling fury o'er the field ; Such glare his looks as fierce to fight he tow'rs. As bode quick ruin to all Gallia's po>lv'fS, ' \ When lo ! to check the progrefs of his fame, ' Another wound dares touch his facred frame,-' " ' Tearing his fide with keen relentlefs force, Beneath his ribs a ball fv ift plows its courfe, Tet there its rage ftopt fhort, nor dares to dart, With death's dread fummons to a vital part, For Heav'n to fwell the glories of the ftrife, . ' Spins to its laft great end his thread of life, ' '' Soon brave Satagus view'd, with fad furprlfe, The ftreaming blood flow down his manly thighs, Quick thro' his foul a fudden horror ran. And thus he fwift addrefs'd the God-like man : — O, my brave chief, alas I too nobly great, What frantic wrath now drives thee on thy fate. Why wilt thou thus, thus wounded dare the ftrife. Why vainly thus, thus wafte ♦hy precious life ? Ilafte C 245 1 Hade to the rear, hade, (hun thefe ftorms of bair^ Or thy mad courage (hall undo us all. Peace, my good friend, the dauntlefa Wolfe rejoin'd» While gen'rous terrors roufe his manly mind, Peace, or thy rafhnefs will to all reveal What moft I've try*d, Fve laboured to conceal,, Wouldft thou to Albion, prove thus fo unjufty And lay at once my tow'ring hopes in duft ? Doft thou not think ihould I defert the plain. What woes, what fears mud drown my conquering train ? Would ihey not deem their abfent hero dead. And dim their fouls with clouds of needlefs dread ? Ceafe then, my friend, thy chief muft dare the foe,. 'Till vifSl'ry's quite fecure, till Gaul lies low; Then let death comC if fuch high Heav'n's decree,) For life or death are then alike to me,. Nor think tliefe words a madly wrath-born boafl,, All furc fh.>ulu fall to fave their native coaft. Ere my low\i native land fliould ftoop to fhamc, I'd yield ten thoufand lives to fhield her fame; Yes, for my country's caufe I'd yield my breath. Give me but conqueft, and I fmlle on death. Ti.en tow'rds the v/ond'ring Heav'ns he throws his eyes. And bre?lhes this fond petition to the (kies : — O ! thou great Fountain of all Nature's laws. Great God, gre:;t aider of the righteous caufe, Y3 If C 24<5 ] If earth's vile dregs may fue fuch heav'nly powV, Grant me but life, glad life, for one fhort hour, Grant me but life, *till glorious vi£l'ry*8 mine, ' Then flay or fave me at thy will divine. He faid — with joy his bright'ning vifage burns. Swift to his hoft with fiery zeal he turns, He waves his fword, he points the road to fame, And thus, in words, pours forth his God-like flame — Pour on, brave friends — hafte, hafte, o'erwhelm the foe, Pour on, pour on, complete the glorious blow, Pour on, pour on, *till ftopp'd by yon proud wall, *Till not one veflige here remain of Gaul; • As burfts loud thundsr from the rending cloud, Inftant he ruflies 'mid the hoftile crowd. Swift as its rage o'eiwhelms a tott'ring town. Dreadful he mows whole countlefs fquadrons down. Where'er he turns fuch crowds, fuch numbers fall. That crulh'd beneath his hand feems Gallia all : There, O great Wolfe ! there ends thy bright career. For lo ! thy dark, thy difraal fate is near ; Death o'er thy head extends his fable hand. And leaves to endlefs grief thy native land. Fierce as he drove refiftlefs thro* the fray, Verdonx beheld, and mark'd him foi his prey. Deaf to each call of gratitude and fliame. Full at his brealt he takes a deadly aim, C 247 ] owV, And Aad like a fun, from his high zenith hurlM^ ^ . Straight falls the glory of the Albion world; ,' r *. O! what wild horror, grief and dire furprife, O'er all the field in that dark inftant flies. Near to the verge of conqueft as they drove, Tho* viA'ry*s lelf feema lighting from above, ' All fwift flop {hort, all plung'd in boundlefs grief, Blind to each objedl; but their bleeding chief ; Thick round the hero, ftraight from ev'ry fide. Pour his fad ffjuadrons in a gloomy tide. Straight in fad pomp from out tde combat's roar. Him on their pikes the mournful foklicrs bore; Then far behind the loud lamenting train. They place their groaning burden on the plaltt, There as around him gaz'd the forrowing crew, O, what a fight of horror meets their view I Deep pierc'd with wounds, all drench'd in gore he lies, "Who once was joy, was tranfport to their eyes. While in Iharp pantings heaves his quiv'ring breath. And o'er his face pale hangs the gloom of death ; Say ye, dread rulers, of our mortal fate. Why fuch black ruin to a chief fo great ? Had he but liv'd, loft Albion how thou'dft fliine. What fame, what mightier glories had been thine ? Crulh'd by his arms thy foes had proftrate lain. And countlefs worlds, tho' leagu'd, had ftorm'd in vain, Monfton, meanwhile, o'er-rul'd by cautious care. Far on the right all calm maintains the war, , ^ Firm f I C 348 ] Firm for long time he'd bravM proud Gallia's might, And kept in equal poife the fcale of fight, But when, alas ! thro* all the mournful throng, . Wolfe's haplefs fate in fighs was pad along. To all his foul a piercing anguifli rofe. And all his vifage wrapt in gloomy woes, Then with juft vengeance fierce his bofom burns, And thus his gen'ral's fate, enrag'd, he mourns : — Wolfe, art thou gone, my brave, my noble fricntl, Has ruthlefs fate decreed tliy haplefs end. Brave was thy foul, beyond all jiifl; compare, Unmatch'd in virtue, as unmatcli'd in war, But foon for thee fliall groan yon hateful line. And pay juft forfeits for a life like thine; Then from the rear thro' Albion's ranks he broke, Blaz'd in war's thrcat'ning front, and nobly fpokc; Roufe, O my friends, now roufe your fury all. Think of your lofs, your God-like lender's fall. He in our caufe refigns his glorious breath, Then why not we revenge his haplefs death ? Straight on the foe he fprings with threat'ning force. The fwarming bands attend his dreadful courfe, But lo ! from out the num'rous fhow'rs of ball, That round his head in bellowing tempefts fall. One thro' his frame a direful paflage found. And inftant ftretch'd him fenfelefs on the ground, Straight all his fchemes of great revenge are o'er. And, li.^c his chief, he gafpin^: loads the fliore. ' . Thus C 249 ] Thus when thcfe two val^ pillars of the hoft. Were by war*s blaft from their foundations toft, -' Fortune and fate, both loudly fecm to call,'^'^ inT-J Great Townfliend forth, to crulh the pride of Gaul, He on the left, far o*er the war-wrapt plain, Long time had ftruggled with the hoflile train, ' ^ And with firm front .to meet the tempeft's fall,-' ' Which then feem'd gath'ring on the right of Gaul, Juft then fome bands he'd drawn from Albion's rear, ^ To fwcll with mightier flrength the van of war, When lo ! from far his fearching eyes beheld A rapid herald haft'ning o'er the field, v r i ^ ' • To meet him fwift th* impatient hero flies, * ^■ And eager thus with fpeed enquiring cries :— What high beheft may now my gen'ral fend, ' What new inftruflions gives my noble friend ? ' Wills he that here I ftill maintain my poft, ' ■ .' Or hence to aid tiie centre of the hoft ? Speak but the word, I fly with all my might, - - ' Whate'er his foul approves muft fure be right. ' " Thus, while he fpoke with deep deje£led eye. The mournful herald breathes a penfive figh, '' Then o'er his brow black clouds of forrow rife. And thus, with flutt'ring voice, he fad replies : — No, mighty chief, no more thy God-like friend ' ^ To thy great ear fhall kind inftru£lions fend, >^ '^ For, O fad fate ! even now he gafps for breath. In all the pangs, the ruthlefs pangs of death. Nobly •ii' £ C 250 1 Nobly he fell amid the furious (Irifc,. ^. ^ Buying it.imortal glory with his life; / v, ■ Great Moinflon too> the next in high command, Pierc*d with fharp wounds forfakes yon mournful band. Then hafte, O Townlhend, cheer the low'ring day,^ And urge their fouls to brave the dreadful fray, *Tis thou alone that now can rule ourhoft, r . * ^ And make amends for thofe brave chiefs we've loft. O ! art thou gone, the mournful chief rejoin'd,. » , Thou braved, gentlcft, beft of humankind? , ; art thou hence, alas! for ever torn. And is thy friend, thy country left to mourn ? But Heav'n, 'tis fure, thy juft almighty pow'rs Ne'er meant fuch virtue for a world like ours; Then to his troops I go, my friends, he faid, 1 go where fate commands my inftant aid. For lo ! your chief, your God-like chiet lies flain, Cover'd with wounds on yon deitri^^live plain. Ye knew his worth, ye knew his gen'rous bread. Ye knew the virtues that his foul poflefs'd, Yc knew how mild he would your faults reprove. With all the fondnefs of a father's love; Then, O while I fiiall haften o'er the plain. To roufe the woe-wrapt centre of the train, Here, my brave friends, do you the combat ftand. Here guard your honour, guard your native land. Think of your good, your matchlefs leader's fall. And take a glorious vengeance on proud Gaul. He C 251 ] Nc fpoke witl: ''pecil, he leaves his warring powers, And tow'rds i/ie centre of the army towers, Here his fad eyes the Britifh fquadrons found All drown'd in tears, inadlive, fcatter'd round. Sunk in dark woe, of fame they'd heedlefs grown, And feem*d to nought alive favc grief alone ; But when in front blaz'd forth great Towtlfhend's form, , . . Inftant once more roarM forth war's bellowing dorm, Swift from his glance they all at once take fire. And onward rufli with wild impetuous ire, While, in the hurry of the headlong fray. Is drown'd each trivial thought of firm array. Townfliend beheld with grief, with ftrange furprife. Why, O my friends, my God-like friends, he cries. Why, why to fuch deftru£live tumult fall ? Calm, cahn this frenzy, if not friends to Gaul, Wolfe was undaunted, generous, brave and bold, You know his valour has whole hofts controul'd. Yet he was fleady, temp'ratc, calm and wife, And in the midil of cotiqueft fearM furprife. He his brave troops ftill held in firm array. Nor left to chance the fortune of the day; Will ye not then purfue his glorious courfe, Will ye not then with caution guide your force ? See on your deeds how hangs your dying chief, Ceafe, ceafe, nor cloud his lad fad hour with grief. As He ->. IMAGE EVALUATION TEST TARGET (MT-3) Z. ^ Z «^. ^ri ^ 1.0 I.I 1.25 [fi^ IIIIIM Ki 1^ III 2.2 " lis lllliio 1.^ 1-4 IIIIII.6 ^ 4V^ 7 Photographic Sdences Corporation 23 WEST MAIN STREET WEBSTER, NY. (4580 (716) 872-4503 5l> «?, iP C 252 ] As the huge boift'rous waves and tempefts' roar, ' Which long ha4 thunder'd round bleak Zembla's fliore, At tibeir dread Maker's all-fupreme commands- Straight fink to reft, and leave to peace the land^ Queird by the potence of great Wolfe's lov*d name, Thus fwift to fenfe the frantic fquadrons came, ^^, Bridling their rage they all at once ftand ftill. And wait ferenely calm their leader's will. He inftant flies, their order to reftore. He pofls thefe troops behind, and thofe before. Then with firm front all rangM in clofe array, ^ a Onward he leads them to renew the fray, fi jtTf Nor with lefs ftrength, with lefs well ordered form. The Gallic fquadrons meet the gathering ftorm ; What tho' Montcalm had funk to endlefs night, Vaudrcuil more brave, more God-like rules the fight, He, when dark fate had robb*d Montcalm of life,, f^^ Straight polled tow'rds the center of the ftrife, r^.r There, while deep anguifli for their hero flain, y" Damp'd the proud efforts of Britannia's train, ^ ^y He by his deeds, his loud re-echoing call, ^^ Re-rous*d the courage of the fons of Gaul, ^ ^ And in firm ranks once more conjoin'd their might. On now he leads them to renew the fight*, Fierce on their front the Britifli fquadrons bear, ^r I/)ofening each hideous terror of the war, ,^^. From right to left, with wild impetuous ire, 7 ^ Firft they let fly an all-o'erwhehning fire, ' ^ Then C 253 ] Then Then with their fwords high whirling in their hands. Dreadful they rufli amid the frighted hands, Thick in vaft crowds they fell of haplefs Gaul, Thofe who had *fcapM the flaught'ring (how'rs of ball, 'Till all the mighty centre of the train Lies flain in heaps, or fcatter o'ef the plain. Now on all fides the gathering horrors fpread. Now on all fides the Gallic army fled, Britain's right wing foon hurls Gaul's left in flight, Britain's brave left o'erturns the Gallic right; Some t6 the woods, fome thunder to the town. Some from the lofty precipice rulh down. Trembling all fly, in bellowing tumults toft. And deaths, and fcreams, and groans diftrafl the coaft Of all the num'rous troops thus plung'-I in flight. None flew fo fwift, fo headlong as the right, Back'd by Lafcelles' and brave Anftruther's bands, ♦ The dauntlefs Scots fvvlft fwept them o'er tlie lands. Grim on the rere with conqu'ring rage they bound. They wave their broad wi^ie-fparkling fwords around : Thus, by the defp'rate fliock of arms impell'd. Trembling the Gauls drive headlong o'er the field. To where the rock with flecp defccnt finks down, Befide the ramparts of the neighb'ring town. Here, where St. Charles's ftream wide circling flows, A ftrong built bridge with tow'ring arches rofe. High o'er the wat'ry depths the ftru£l:ure lay, A ready, fmooth, a broad, an ample wayj Z This J A mmamnntiA- [ 254 3 This to fecure befide the rolling flood, A lofty mound >vith tow'ring afpet^ Hood, On whofe tall brow a range of guns appear. Which point their terrors tow'rds the pouring war : Hither by war's dread torrent fwept along, ' To gain their camp the routed fquadrons throng, Thick o*er the bridge with fcreams, with clam'rings loud, ConfusMly wild in heaps on heaps they crowd. While with fierce fhouts with all the roar of war. They pouring foam fwift thunders in their rere^ Struck with pale fear, in dire confufion loft, Juft on the brink of ruin feems the hoft. When lo ! three chiefs, fore-doom'd to endlefs fame, Ladone, Tureine and Preticaus, by name. Bravely refolve alone the foul debate, Tq dare and nobly fcreen funk Gaul's retreat. Now turning fierce with threat'ning front they ftand, 'Gainft all the fury of the adverfe band ; : In vain whole crowds roll on with boift'rous ire. In tain they charge, they ftrike, they thruft, they fire. Firm as three rocks the three bold vet'rans dare The fhocks, the utmoft bluft'rings of the war. And as like tempefts whirl their fwords around. They fell whole piles of heroes to the ground ; ^. Thus as the firft brave crowds by fquadrons fall, :• Othei vaft crowds roll on the chiefs of Gaul, Still 'f /^ i-. I. f, -4 \M C 255 ] '» '> I Still . Still as thefe chiefs thefe fird brave fquadrons flcwy To mightier ilaughters fwift their weapons flew, 'Till thrice twelve heroes in an inllant flain, Sbetch'd at their feet lay breathlefs on the plain, Screen*d by the prowefs of thefe fons of fame. Then had loft Gaul in fafety pafs*d the ftream ; But lo ! a wid*ning chain, with hideous roar. Shot from a cannon o*er the rattling fhore, Full on Ladone with whirling fury flew. And inftant fever'd his cleft waift in two; Struck to the earth his nether parts lie fpread. While o*er the field far flies his breaft and head, Raw to the fight grim looks each inner part. While full in view yet pants his bleeding heart ; Next, from a pondVous fword a ftroke is fped. Full on, O! loft Turein, thy haplefs head, ' Cleft into twain the craihing flcuU is feen Yawn wide, while gory torrents fpout between, The fcatt'ring brain flies whit*ning all around. And breathlefs finks the warrior to the ground. Thus when bold Preticaus himfelf beheld, Alone, unbackM, unaided, on the field. Swift from his foul his late vaft courage fled. And all his bofom yields to inftant dread. Then from the place where tott'ring pale he ftood, Headlong he plunges in the whirling flood, Daftiing he darts acrofs the fparkling tide. And eager ftrains to reach the farther fide, Z 2 ; Straight C 256 ] / Straight with huge {hocks once more the ftorm of war Burfls in dread thunders on ftunn*d Gallia's rere, Straight, like their chief, to *fcape the threat'ning blow, All with loud clamour whirling plunge below, Dreadful amid the wat'ry tumult toft, They dalh, they labour for the adverfe coaft. Thro' all its gulphs, thro' all its bellowing Ihorcs, The rattling tide with doubling fury roars. On the wild rout thick flies the Britifh fire, Cruih *mid the waves unnumber'd crowds expire, ' Some by fierce war, fome whelm'd beneath the tide, While fcarce a remnant gains the farther fide ; Meanwhile Vaudreuil, brave leader of the train, ,J^, Tho' fwept by conqu'ring Townfliend o'er the plain. Exerts each nerve, his voice, his thund'ring call, n/[ To one great efFort more to fire funk Gaul, Deep in the rere, high o'er the rolling flood, ^' ^, :) Embrown'd with ihades a tow'ring thicket ftood ; .^ : Firm as huge Atlas here he takes his iland. Hither he calls each chief, each routed band, 4 ^huk Here in an inftant rang'd beneath the (hade, Around him countlefs fquadrons ftand difplay'd : /r , , O ! ye vile flaves, ye fliamelefs fons of Gaul ! What frights, what fears, bafe fears have feiz'd on all ? Dare ye not rife to fave your tott'ring fame, ^,_,,v i Dare ye not die to 'fcape eternal (hame ? »i , Fly, if ye lift, I'll ftand this glorious ground, .. > ;0 'Till heaven, or earth, or hell, fhall all confound. •? Scare Of p. Whic And Inftar Burft Pierc' And The j Left Still ] 'Gaini Still h Andl Firft He h Each Inftar Then Hefr And Bore Firft Next A ch: Macj f'*juiE Scarce W Scarce had /he fpoke when, like a whelming crowd Of pouring waters burlling from a cloud, Which from the heav'ns at one dread dafli rufh down. And in wide ruin plains and cities drown, Inflant they ftorm Hke fury of the foe, Burfl on Gaul*s front in many a ponderous blow, Pierc*d in an inflant thro' their firm array. And hurl'd them o*er the field difpers'd away; The great Vaudreuil his laft vain hope overthrown* Left by his friends, unaided and alone. Still nobly (lands, unconfcious of each fear, 'Gainft all the burfl and hurry of the war, Still his- brave foul, with third of glory fraught. And how he'd greatly die, his only thought ; Firfl two fell piflols, deeply charg'd with woe. He launchM in thund'ring fury on the foe. Each fwift difgorging two dire globes of lead, Inflant took place, and ftruck two Albions dead; Then nobly fwell'd with all a conqu'ror's pride. He fnatch'd two faulchions from the vanquifli'd's fide. And grimly rufhing *mid the hoflile throng, Bore in his ra^c unnumberM crowds along ; Firfl by his wrath the dauntlefs Howard fell. Next Scott, Wade, Weymor, Weft, and brave La- fcelle, A chief from Gaul, who Albion's ftandard bore, Macplierfe Madafli, from Caledonia's fhorc, Z 3 And C 258 J And twice ten others of Britannia's band^ All flain or wounded funk beneath his hand, t'refcot, a warrior, dauntlefs, bold and brave. The fatal llroke at length with fury gave, On as the hero drove with threat'ning pride, He plung'd a murd'rous bayonet In his fide. Up thro* his lungs it drives with whirling force, 'Till the broad tube reftrains its defp'rate courfe, Senfelefs the chief then tumbles on the fhore. And out the wound fwift flows a tide of gore. Him fadly groaning from the dreadful fray. The conqu'ring troops triumphant bore away, t Down from his fide black falls the clotted gore. And ftains with horror all the fariguine fliore ; Yet, O brave chief, tho' now the Pow'rs Divine Have giv*n thy foes dread force to rife o'er thine. Let not thy God-like fpirit heave a figh. For lo ! kind death, thy great deliverer's, nigh. He foon fhall fnatch thee from their proud controul, To realms as free, as noble as thy foul ; Trembling meanwhile crufh'd Gallia's fcatt'ring might Tow'rds the fcar'd. town fwift, urg'd their defp'ratc flight, Tlie conqu'ring troops pour on in dire alarms, The rocks, the forefts, ring with thund'ring arms, Wide o'er the plain the doubling clamours flow. And all St. Laurence echoing roars below, Wheim'd J. '0 J- 1:: \\ 'WhelmM in pale fear Quebec beholds from far^ TowVds her proud ramparts roll the pouring war, Frantic her fons to fcreen the hod's retreat, Inftant unbar, fling wide each op'ning gate. While from the cannon, on her tow'ring wall. Fierce on the foe they fend vaft fliow'rs of b^ll. Swift by the brightening prpfped^s urg'd along. Thro* the op*d gates the routed fquadrons throng. All trembling pale, they pant, they prefs, they ftrain. Grim death to fhun the ihelt'ring walls to gain, "While, like a madd'ning tempeft on the rere. The pouring foie fwift hurl'd the ftorm of war, .fV" And while the foremoft *fcapc into the town. Mow the loft hindmoft iij huge numbers down. Meanwhile Satagus, o*er the rattling plain, Burn'd with fierce vengeance for his gen'ral flain. As round the field with fiery zeal he fought, Still for Verdonx his gath'ring fury fought. Far in his hand a glitt'ring tube he bore, A fpear its crown, its gorge of fiery ftore. Broad, pond'rous, keen, high hung with wa- Kl c pride, A threat*nlng axe adorns his better fide. While on his left that dreadful blade appears. So fam'd for fcalping deeds in Indian wars j Thus arm'd, equip'd, o'er all the war-wrapt plain. Long for the bafe Verdonx he fought in vain, Now here, now there, with fiery zeaj he flies, -^ ,^ RoUin^ on ev'ry fide his fanguine eyes, | .^ , ' At At length the firft, in all their vile retreat, He faw him trembling labour for the gate, Plcas'd at the fight thro' all the pouring throng, With nimblefl (leps he nobly darts along; Come, conic, he cries, thou moil infernal flave. Come, and thy doom, thy righteous doom receive } HaH: thou not darM, amid the furious ftrife. To rend that God-like heart that fpar'd thy life ? But curs'd iiigratiludc, by Heav'n outcaft. Thus ^vith its juft rewards fhall meet at lafl; j Swift as a faulcon (hooting from above. Darts with keen talons on a thoughtlefs dove. Then with keen axe high brandifh*d thro* the (kies. He on Verdonx with whirling fury flies, And from his (houlder down his opening fide. Cleaves a broad paflage for life's purple tide, WhelmM in wild horror pale the daftard (lands. He fcreams, he (hrieks, he fpreads his fuppliant hands. Straight with loud yells he tumbles on the plain, And bafely howling mingles with the flain. Thus did the caitiff wretch refign his breath. And thus ingratitude was paid with death. Awhile the vi£lor, grim with hideous joy, Feafts on the bleeding corfe his fiery eye, * Then with proud fteps returning o'er the plain, "•^' He tow'ring moves to join his fecial train, But crowds of Gauls behind terrific ftand. And bar his pa(rage to the conqu'ring band, He, -W' \\ .* ^ ii<.l' t 261 ] He, und'ifmayM, with fierce tetnpcftuoua brow, Moves fearlefs on thro* all the num'rous foe, Dreadful he wheels his ilaught'ring fword around, And fells whole groaning fqundrons to the ground. Before his rage divides their fcatt'ring force. And opes a paflage to his thund'ring courfe ;. At length quite difentangled from the throng, That check'd his progrefs to his friends fo long, Forward he ft rides juft feeming to rejoin. And plunge once more into Britannia's line. When with loud bellowing from the rattling wall, Shot thro' the air quick flics the whirling ball. Full on his crown the pond'rous (hock defcendsy It burfts his ikull, his ihiv'ring front it rends. Straight into nought are all his features hurl'd. And ilraight his fpirit leaves our nether world. There, O Satagus, all thy deeds are pafsM, But thy bright fame thro' endlefs time (hall lafl;. Still fhall thy great example live to prove. That fouls untaught may boaft a grateful lovc> That virtue fhines with moft refulgent rays. Where baneful arts ne'er ting*d the facred blaze. Now with fierce roar o'er heaps of proftrate Gauls The conqu'rors rufh fwift tow'rds the trembling walla, Some whelm'd in death beneath their rage fmk down^ Some prefs tumultuous to the ihelt'ring town. While trembling pale whole crowds for mercy call. And at the conqu'rors feet imploring fall ; -i,..t Thefc / C 262 3 Thefe in glad pomp away the vidore bore, , Captives dcfign'd to grace Britannia's fliore ; " Scarce thus had Britain fecn all Gaul retire, When for ftiU mightier projefta all take fire. Nobly they burn to fcalc the tow'ring wall. And in her laft retreat to charge proud Gaul, Straight to the work the headlong army flies, O'er fofle, walls, tow'rs, they feem in aft to rife. When lo ! fwift borne on fortune's varying wind, A gloomy cloud frowns darkly from behind. And from its bofom, with tempeftuous ire. Threats on the rere to whirl vaft ftorms of fire. The dauntlefs Bouganville, whofe high command Long fincc had weftward led a num'rous band. To ken the motions which the foe then madc» > The watchful eye of Gallia to miilead. Now fwift rolls back and thunders in the rear, In all the dreadful glare and pomp of war^ But when great Townfhend calls his troops to form. When round he wheels them to oppofe the ftorm. Struck at the terror of their dread array, Before their rage the trembling Gauls give way, Swift as before they'd rufli'd to meet the fight, Tiicy now more fwift to 'fcape it urge their flight } When thus the leader of the conqu'ring train. Had fwcpt all oppofition off the plain, | 3i;iccl Quitting the hoft he yields to boding grief, ' And penfiYC moves to feck his wounded chief 5 ^ But -11 vl w. a. ?A' M But C 263 ] But when, alas! he reach'd the mournful ground, "^ Stretched on the earth him breathlefs pale he found, Juft then grim death had fnatchM his foul away, And left his body a dull load of clay, Borne from the combat by his forrowing train, Long in a fenfelefs (hte he*d darkly lain. Death each fad moment feeming dill at flrife, V To quench the lad poor embers of his life, i."^ At length, by the kind cares of his kind band, Call'd back to light from night's all gloomy land, Feebly once more he op'd his dying eyes. And gazM, tho' dimly, on the long-loil (kies ; Straight to his foul, his God-like foul, once more Rofe liis fond anxious fears for Albion's fhore, Straight o'er the field he drains to fend his fight, , To view the chance, the fortune of the fight, But death betwixt his baleful curtain drew. And flmt each hod, each objeft from his view. Hard fate forbids, forbids, my friends, he cries. To give e'er more the combat to thefe eyes 5 Hade then, brave fouls, hade, breathe to this fad ear How moves the varying fortune of the war. Could I but fee fuccefs my army crown, O with what joy, vain life, Fd lay thee down ! Scarce had he fpoke when, lo I a gladd'ning found Of vidl'ry, vidt'ry echoing rings around. All cry, all fliout, proud Gaul now flies o'erthrown. And leaves the field, the glory all our own 1 - • Pleas'd i: i ■%uujAlute£\. I- > Pleas'd at the found a tranGent ray of joy ' Gleam'd forth, and gliften*d o'er Wolfe's dying eye, Swiit with glad voice he gave thefe accents breath — Britain, thou'rt fafe, and I with joy meet death. And the fame breath that gave thefe accents way. Then launched his fpirit for the realms of day; ~'< Inftant the frantic joys of all around, ' ^ **^''- Dalh'd from their height lie levell'd with the ground, Inftant their thundering fhouts, their gladd'ning cries. Are chang'd to difmal groans, to tears and fighs ; Now thro' the woes of all the mournful throne* Touch'd with like woes great Townfliend moves along Slow o'er the mighty corfe with deep-fetch'd figh, ' Bending he rolls a melancholy eye, Then from the fulnefs of his manly grief, ^ Thus breathes this jiift eulogium of the chief, Art thou there laid ! O moft malignant fate ! ' Thou prop, thou boaft, thou glory of our ftatc ! No age, no time, no future world fliall fee * '* A chief in worth, in fame, to vie with thee; ' When thy great breaft e'er felt a martial flame, 'Twas not vain glory urg'd thee on to fame, *Twas patriot love that bid thy foul afpire. And fiil'd thy bofom with her fpotlefs fire, Still for thy country's caufe, unblam'd, you fought. And with thy facred life h'ir peace you've bought, ' Then in thy peerlefs condutl to thy hoft. What truth, what wond'rous fwcetnefs could'ftd thou '. , I boaft I '" How I 2<55 ] . «' i How thou wouldft lift to all they wifli'd to fay, Reclrcfs all their wrongs, and footh their griefs away. Smile with enchanting grace on all around, And ne'er with fcornful pride the meek confound ; But, O what voice, what tongue fliall now declare. The glorious a£lions of thy foul in war, [ How like Mars* felf on war's all-gloomy frown, 1 Fcarlefs thoud'ft rufh and bear whole armies down, . And yet mid all the horrors of the fray. Ruled with fuch fteady carQ the dreadful day. Yes thou wert brave, alas ! too brave thou wert, - u Too noble a fpirit urg'd thy dauntlefs heart, •*). Thou, when thy country's danger claini'd the ftrife, 1 Too carelefs wert of thy moft precious llf>i, 'Twas thy fole wi(h to fave thy native fliore, : ^ Heav'n crowns this wlfli, but thou muft be no more Sighing he fpoke, then join'd his mournful throng. And o'er the plain deep mufing pafs'd along, Now the pale corfe along the mournful lliore, Down to the fleet the forrowing foldiers bore. But (lili around, where late he brcathlefs lay. Where plerc'd with wounds he brcath'd his foul away*, Unnumber'd crowds in cl ^?p d!je ' ' »^ ' ' ■ « '. . • . f'j- / ..■■' ■- ^' '' ' ' ' -T •«"'-.■! '■ i'-'l i'P '' "■'..-.'■ '■■'-■:'< . , i' U:\ ...i F "^ '■: '■ ;V •"• .5!- -*,; I' ' ■'■■•vV >f' '' . (/ ■.■■,■.1. .'; V r* ■ iV ''''•?'♦' :, v^- ^'- •^■'~ BOOK C 267 ] ^'^:.3^!^y ' BOOK THE EIGHTH. W HEN witli bright joy great Wolfe's afpirlng foul, On tovv'ring wing, had biirfl: her earthly goal, liight flutt'ring fwift flie fkims her airy way, V" Up to the regions of eternal day, "Wing*d and obfequious to his high command, Around God*s throne unnumber'd feraphs ftand, Whofe province 'tis departed fouls to bring Into the prefence of their awful King, f Janfey, a fpirit of this fleeting kind, Swift as the pinions of the ftormy wind, Flies, meets great Wolfe, him ftraight o'er Heav'n'a high road, Guides to the dread tribunal of his God, v Twelve heav'n-prop'd mountains, that like fapphire ' ' flione, " • . j,Ji Creation's ruler makes his glorious throne. Bright o*er his front an all o'er-dazzling blaze. Like fcas of burning light inceflant plays, %) While dark behind huge mounts of clouds lie fpread. And ceafelcfs thunders mutter round his head, .-.;:• Snatch'd from the dimnefs of our earthly night, ,j Into fucli glorious deluges of light j A a 2 Awhile ^x-->j. \ i C 268 ] , Awhile confounded by the fplendid blaze, Wolfe's mighty fpirit fwoons in dull amaze, When lo ! a voice, that fliook the heav'ns all round. Thus mildly terrible was heard to found : — Say, O frail man, what plea thou bring'il, fwift fay. The wrath of Heav'n's rous'd juftice to allay ? Say, what good deed, what pure intent of thine. Can claim the benefits of love divine, ''• Why thou fliould'ft here in endlefs raptures glow, '• Rather than groan in mifery below? That inftant mild-ey'd confcloufnefs of right ; '' " Brought its kind fuccour to Wolfe's fainting might, And calm he cries, while o'er his vifage fliine, '^'• Comfort's all cheering rays and hope divine 5 * >'; O great Creator, Father, Judge fupreme, ,' »< ■ .. F»iw are the merits that my life can claim, ,• ' Few, few the hopes that bid me fue for heav'n. Save what by thy vafl mercy has been giv'n, ■ While in yon earthly goal this foul was pent, Thdu know'il how righteous ftill was my intent. Still did my feet thy facred paths purfue. Far as the weaknefs of frail man could do ; Then O do thou my juft intent approve, O take me, take me to thy tender love ; - What tho* too oft my frailty's gone aftray. Sure thy Son's blood can wafli thefe faults away, : ' Con^ then, my fon, great nature's God replies, '" Come tafte the boundlefs tranfports of the fkles, ^ ' • ■■ ^ While C 269 ] While thou wert mingled with the fons of duft, "We know thou didft as thou didft think moft juft. And tho' far difF'rent deems man's darken'd mind. This is all heav'n e'er feeks from frail mankind. The Godhead ceas'd, and ftraight in fongs of praife. Millions of faints their gladdening voices raife, I All to their voices join their lyre's fweet notes, ;■ While o'er the ethereal realms the mufic floats : Thus did they fing, O holy fpirit, rife, i-.* se^r ," Thou bright, thou pure defcendant of the fkies, -A Rife from tliy endlefs fcas of care below, To tafle the raptures that thefe realms beftow, '.T Thou fvveelly,avhilft: life's low'ry maze you trode, ( With ev'ry virtue cheer'dft the darkfome road, , S Pure were thy deeds, mild temp'rance fvvay'd thy force, Juft were thy aiflions, blamelefs was thy courfe, ""i'hen come our endlefs fcenes of rapture prove. Come tafte the bleffings of eternal love, '.-ti While we thy heav'nly choir in mufic join, : .. : . To fwell the tranfports of thy blifs divine; - ^., And thou, .0 great Creator, lov'd of heav'n, . ,. f.' •; By whom our cndlcfs joy, our being's giv'n, .* ir TIiou, whofe all-ruling hand in tills great fuul, v ,;- Bid fuch perfections into ripenefs roll, .<..■■ -.■v^.— ;^ Still ilialt thou hear our fongs, thou Pow'r divine. Breathe empire, honour, glory, praife be thine ! ,, * Nor deem, bleiVd image of thy Father's worth, ^ 1 : ' ThoU mild P^edeemer of the fons of earth, : -...iV hh . A a 3 That - C 270 ] 'V \ That we to heav*nly grace ungrateful prove," -vf*/ Or ceafe the chaunting of tliy matchlefs love, tj! ^'h Love which, with fniiles ineffably ferene, Forfook Heav'n's glories for the fons of men, liOve, which foft fmiling from its blifsful height, Now guides this hero to the realms of light... • But mid this gen'ral burfl of facred joy, :;? I. Wolfe in deep thoughtful glooms ftill rolls his eye. Still his fond heart, tho' warm with life no more, f All-fondly flutters round his native ihore, ^ ^ ■ Much, much he dreads, opprefs'd with anxious fear, "What woes may rife to Albion from the war; HeavVs high omnifcience faw, and ftr^ight a found. Loud as loud thunders bore thefe accents round : — Soon, righteous fpirit, fince I fee thy thought / • ^ Thus ftill with earthly cares and doubts is fraught, ' Soon fhall my hand, before thy boundlefs gaze. Ope wide the annals of fucceeding days. That thou nip.y'fl there behold with joyful eyes, . ' To what a height thy country's fame fhall rife. Thus, wliile the great Creator awful faid, {-■.»,. . And boundlefs glories beam'd around his head, Lright from the midil of ail the dazzling blaze, .. Streams forth a trail of pure ethereal rays, i ■: Thefe o'er Wolfe's eyes in lambent currents play. And wafli each mift, each earthly film away. Then, to o'erwhelm him with unmatch'd delight. What countlcfs numbers burft upon his fight, u,ui" I AU i«* ; f". C 271 2 . All fate's dark fchcmcs in one vafl: profpe£i rife^ • And all futurity fwift ftrikes his eyes, ., .i i Then firft refidlefs from the awful Iky, I His dear Britannia drew his longing eye. Around whofe /hore high o'er the rolling tide. With fierce, terrific, huge, enormous pride, * '"' Two pouring fleets thick fwarming adverfe fweep. And low'ring darken all the whirling deep. One arm'd with myriads from fierce Gallia's hod. Hangs threatening furious o'er Britannia's coaft. While one fpread wide amid the wat'ry roar, Led by great Hawke, protefls her facred (hore, , He then the firft, with huge o'crwhclming ire, Bolds nobly on inroll'd in clouds of fire. Black from his fide loud peals of thunder roar, . , That rend the deeps, that tear the echoing fiiore, ". That ring the heav'ns with fierce rebellowing found. And breathe wild flames and dire deftruclion round; Struck at the horrors of the dreadful fight, ■ ' ,,^. Before his thunders flies the Gallic might, Hawke like a temped fcouring o'er the main, . . . , Dreadful purfues them o'er the wat'ry plain, ':t.p'V Some bow their flags to 'fcape the whelming ftroke, Some plunge beneath, fomc roar to clouds of fmokc. Some on rift rocks for baleful fafety run, ' And fly to death, more furious Hawks to fhun, While Britain's flag triumphant awes the main, « . / And eyes the terrors of the daftard train j i\:r.(i Thu s, C 272 3 Thus*, O great cliief, thy all-o'erwhelming hand Prefcrv'd from ruin's gulf thy native land, Thus did thy glorious deeds exalt thy namci To the grand fummit of eternal fame. Straight to far weftern climes his fight he bends, • To fee what fortune there his arms attends, ^^^,^1 There he beholds all-godlike Amheril's blade, n1 Wide o'er the land in conqu'ring pomp difplay'd. Beneath its glare fees P'rance in ruin hurl'd, And tumbled headlong from the weftern world ; , » Bright o'er the realms fubdu'd in glorious war, 'j^ Britannia's flag triumphant ftreams afar,~:..,jn ^l, i.d Beneath the terrors of its dreadful blaze, jii Soon all the nations bow in dumb amaze, From where round Florida old ocean flows, To where the northern pole is wrapt in fnows : i^T Far to the fouth great Rodney next appears, , , dT Swelling the glories of Britannia's wars, ;^.,..^; j hii/-. Rodney foredoom'd to keep the Gauls at bay, v/. And rife the Hawke of fome fucceeding day, -iiM." -1 Rais'd from the wounds, fo late receiv'd in fight, ;al The mighty Mon£ton aids his conqu'ring might, ; ; Before their terrors bows rcfiftance all, ..^ ^ _:_, 'Till from the torrid world is chas'd proud Gaul; Then did bright joy, O Wolfe, thy foul elate. To fee the fummit of thy hopes complete, - 'r^l l^^ When, fwift returning to Europa's fiiore, ,. ; Again you view'd her mighty empires o'-^r, ' There :tf. .\ \ [ 273 ] There he fees ftruggle thro* war's dire debate A Godlike youth, o'er all fupremely great, Britain is funk, difgrace attends each field, Scar'd are her armies, and juft feem'd to yield, "When lo ! the youth, with patriot love on fire. Nobly fteps forth and dares the hoftile ire. Cheers his ftunn'd troops, foon hurls their foes in flight, i -: > ,»5..v^ And proves Britannia's in a Granby's might, iiiitU Straight at Britannia's throne, with mournful brow, Bourbon's funk pride is humbly feen to bow, Suppliant flie feeks her vengeance to afTuage, And begs fufpenfion from war's dreadful rage; H Britain ftill rous'd at ev'ry found of woe, i -. ' • Looks down with pity on the vanquilh'd foe, -£ - Then nobly mild, with foft forgiving grace, ^ ' ' Grants the glad blefllngs of the wilh'd-for peace. But not this kind compaflion to their woes. Could lull the ceafelefs malice of her foes, ' '; :^ •'' E'en ere the peace ftie'd granted was complete, ' ■■' i They'd laid new projetls to o'erturn her ftate, Soon o'er the weftern world Wolfe's wond'ring eyes. Behold rebellion's tow'ring front arife, Rous'd by her voice all rufh in wild uproar, * To pierce that bread that bled for them before, '' Straight falfe Batavia, France, and haughty Spain, i Back the proud ciTorts of the impious train, r. U^^'"- • ^'. '!* • ■ And '. I ■ C 274 ] And rousM by them to fwell the dire alarnib, io'^.^T Soon all the world 'gainft Britain fcems in armSi A As when fierce winds in mad Tornadoe's roar, uhH 'Round fome low ifland's wave-encircled iliore, '("'.ci In wat'ry mountains, huge from ev'ry fide, '^ Pours o'er its plains the all-o'erwhelming tide, ',tvo/i Loud roar the winds, trees, domes, whole towns they -• < tear, Lr.Viv '. . Hoarfe thunders bellow, and dread Hght'nings glare, Whelm'd in the winds, the waves, the thunders rage, Ihe ifle feems blotted from creation's page; .,.«..v* Thus did the huge unnumber'd ftorms of war, ■ ''< Pour'd in fuch pomp of horror from afar. With dire combuftion wrap all Albion round, iifl And in wide ruin all her fplendor's drown'd, ■ ' i<3 J 'Till at their fierce aflault her o'ertoil'd might, .'T Appeared juft finking from its glorious height, v) When lo I the prop, the guardian of the ftate, i. I Great Rodney,, rifes to oppcfe dark fate, '"'ii 'f^la^,') To rifque her glories from the fliades of night, •«' 1 And bid them, blaze with more refulgent light, .V^^^H. Soon in tall Chips fwift darting o'er the main, '^' ;' He hurls dire ruin on the pow'rs of Spain; -■ ^a';'^' Then to the weft on Conquefl's wing he flies, ""-^ And waves his flag thro* Cancer's fultry flcies, -« There on Batavia firft the ftorm defcends,'* ^^ 't-f^^ Next on proud Gaul hia, conqu'ring wrath he bends, • As As mig Roll o'( In one Confou That fc Of all Then o| Britann Where' In mee All is And n( Gaul, 5 Shrinks Yields And ft Then, Rodne; Shall r Give t Yes, t D^eds Straigl Once 1' or tb Some Ne'er But ai ' ' C 275 ] As mighty a fleet as e'er old ocean faw, ' Roll o'er his deeps, or give his empire law, In one dread day he with fuch rage o'erturns, Confounds, difperfes, captures, finks and burns. That fcarce a veftige on the wat'ry plains. Of all the glorious armament remains, Then o'er the proftrate deep with wide controul, Britannia's ftandards flame from pole to pole, "Where'er great Rodney bears his thunders round. In meek fubjeiflion rolls the vaft profound, All is anon . in filent horror fpread. And not a trembling foe dares rear his head, Gaul, at the terror of his dreadful name. Shrinks into port to hide her daftard Ihame, Yields the vafl empire of the wat'ry fpace. And {loops to grant an univcrfal peace. Then, O thou pure, thou great, thou Godlike chief, Rodney, kind healer of thy country's grief. Shall not thy boundlefs glories hear our praife. Give to their matchlefs fame a length of days ? " Yes, thy immortal deeds thro'' time fliall ftahd, D^eds which from ruin's gulf prefcrv'd thy land, Straight, Wolfe, thy bofom heav'd with fond delight, Once more v/hen Britain fmiling rofe to fight. Far tbo' the wars, that late her fons had borne, ... ..:;» Some diilant members from her realms had torn, «' Nt:'er Inall this lofs o'ercloud her radiant name, -; ' But aid the progrcfs of her riling fame j / '* •V. vi » ,. No ■•f C 276 ] i No more her weak'ning pow*rs with wul'ning courfe. Shall by too vail expanfion lofe their forcei « She, in hcrfelf collc6lc(l, (hall unite To one huge focus all her gath'iing might, Thence pouring dreadful on proud Gallia's Ihore, Take a vafl: vengeance for the wrongs flie bore ; Now on bright London's fpircs he turns his eyes. There he beholds llrangc varying fcencs arifc, .. . ' There the great monarch, whom he fcrv'd fo long, Dark fate had mingled v/ith death's gloomy throng, While his good grandfon, on bleft Albion'^ throne. Clad in unrivall'd rays of virtue flionc, » Then firft with wonder, Wolfe, di^Kl thou dcfcry ^ A father's mildnefs in a fov'reign's eye, • All that earth's bards of patriot monarchs fing. Appears now realiz'd in Albion's king. His gentle deeds, his fliU kind foothing hand. Speak him indeed the fatlier of his land, Bufy he fliines with ever care-fraught bread. Toiling to make three mighty nations bleft, Difpenfing juftice, fliielding facred right, « Raifing funk merit, curbing lawlefs might. Wiping pale farrow from afllidion's eye. And pouring on the poor bri^^fht tides of joy. Chas'd by his lenient fpirit from the fhore. No more fell fcaffolds teem with human gore, As children he his fubje6\s would reprove, Bi griev'd to tear tliem from his tender love, Nor I' 5177 ] Nor with lefs fplendid rays his matchleft worthi In arts of government amaze the earth, Still does his fond, his kind paternal care, Watch o*er the fafcty of the land in war. Still do his wakeful eyes difdain to clofe. Till all his realms fecurcly may repofej Long on the wondVous prince Wolfe held his fight, Still as he gaz'd, ftill grew his fond delight \ Then thus the Godhead — Well thou'ft view'd the worth Of this bright virtuous paragon of earth, Turn and thou flialt, with equal joy, furvey How his good fubjefls his kind cares repay. He look'd, and mid the terrors of his frien'Js, I,o! the great monarch his fiul bulk extends On the pale bed of fickncfs, vv'hili around Is nought but dire defpair ami anguifli found. Wild are his looks, his brain's in inadnefs hurl'd, Dini'd is that reafon which on:c 'luinM tlie world, Jufl: o'er his head grim death h (:'in to (land, And for the laft dread blow to x^-.w his hand. Then o'er the rcahn his [n-ief-iin^'d fight he t! rows, And lo ! 'tis all one boun(llcf>i. Icenc of woes } E'en rs nil ranks their v/orklly truks purfuc, .Still, O grerit king, cacli thought is bi^nt on you, J low do they lean your varying date to hear, How on ca:h cl:ar£';c ftill hangs tli^ir doubt, their ' ' fear, ^u't ' * ' D b ^ ' Clouds t 278 J %y*-i '^•% f^ Clouds of fufpenfe involve the realm all o'er, «f % And from all eyes thick tears mceafing pour ; At length relieved from wild diflrading pain, 1* ' Lo ! the good monarch rofe to health again, ■ *' Straight from his realms each darkfome gloom fwift - ■'. _ flies, 'f:r- nsv'p: '^^fy*->i' '^^''sl.'^? '*^'"5' if'- -«■» '■ Joy fwells all hearts, and lightens In all eyes, 'fv- _^; - Far, far behind each worldly care they fling, ^ '? ^ And dream of nought but gladnefs and their king: Su^h's the reward to virtuous monarchs giv'n, And fuch th* attention they flili win from heav'n. Jehovah then — Thus far I've giv'n to you, \ ■-■ t The dark unfathom'd fchemes of fate to view, That thus your terrors for your native fliore, •:'' - Seeing her future glovies might he o'er, = No foul that e'er in mortal (hackles lay, Has e'er been favour'd as thou art to-day, tr^^/ .%>ii,^i Prefcnt and pad lie fubje6l to their eye, • ^'i^^O But dark futurity they ne'er can fpy*-K,i**i' * j^:;4 Here ccas'd thefe founds, with heavenly knowledge ' fraught, ■ ' ' ■ '-"■-'*' - — •^■- '^-^* ^'^'"^i When (Iralgbt Wolfe's ear the voice of mufic caught. Sudden around, in fweet afcending notes, A gath'ring tide of facred mufic floats, -' ^r -^ Wid'nlng it fwelb on aether's warbling wing : And all the hcav'ns with mild rcfpondcnce ring ; i -' Wolfe, while with he;\v'nly joy he cnuglit the found, Scrai'^nt on all fides he calls his cye-i around, -. . ^ Far •*■<' ' i - ■x> I >* ■ *;! > Far on bright glory's left hJs eyes behold, f-'yoO High on exalted thrones of. fhining gold, < Of earth's dead bards a long majeftic train, .'.»l .> With awful afpeiSi and exalted mien. Crown'd with bright gems each high majeftic throne, Inflaming rubies, dazzling topaz fhone, Soft from each hand a fweet refounding lyre. Swells v/ith harmonious breath the heavenly choir, ' While o'er each brow in fliades etherial play, m ,v Green wreaths of laurel and eternal bay, . ^ ,..'*i Here the immortal Homer holds his feat,* . «•.;.• Grave, folemn, bold, majeftically great, Rais'd in his hand that all enchanting lyre, That rbus'd to matchlefs deeds thro' patriot fire, Here the pure Mantuan bard, whofe milder worth Soothed into gentler virtues all the earth, # And daring Lucan, whofe unbridled ftrains Comfort fair freedom in her galling chains. Next a bright train of heavenly poets blaze, .'' Who 'lumed the tuneful world in later days, : :; Tafib, who mounting thro* the bleft abode,. . ,,,» V Firft fang the glories of high heaven's true God:. ; Milton, whofe bright, whofe all unfolding line. Opes the vaft fecrets of the realms divine : Then Parnel, Shakefpeare, Addifon, and Prior, Pope and exalted Thorn fon crown the choir. Here, as the fun with clear refulgent blaze. Hides the furrounding ftars inferior rays, / B b 2 One One awful bard, with high majeftic m€in>^» viplfiTJ Shines o'er the glories of the circling traini'M*^^' ^"^*- Glorious aloft he fmilcs o'er all around, ' '"■* ^"^^ And breathes ftill fweeter harmony of found> ^'''^^ Wide as the warblings of his heavenly lyre, *^^^*^'^ Sings the vaft praife of heaven's immortal .Sire, **^^ Myriads of liftening angfcls rang'd around, -^'* ^ =^^'*^ The heav'ns, the liars, all feem in rapture drOwn'd, All with more duteous awe behold their God, And prefs'd ilill clofer to his bleft abode, v J^f'*^ Reverence the mercies that his grace imparts, -^- And find him rife ftill nearer to their hearts, 'i^ The mild Omnipotent beheld arife, ^ :>fil abijrjor The wondering joys that Wolfe then flufli'd their eyee, Then with a facred fmile his lips cflay^d, - — f To fpeak the wonders of the mighty (hade. vod»M Doft thou not know, once refident of earth, i^a vA That king, that glory of all tuneful worth, 3tG teA There fliines great Pope, whofe all en livening hand Fiii'd with enchanting harmony thy land."^^ ^^ ;i rr-Hi ^ Learn hence late tenant of earth's darken'd coaft, "' Of all external charms how vain's the boa ft, « i^. He, while he buftled mid earth's mortal fwarm. Could boaft no beauteous excellence of form, Light empty fliade, the glitter of a day, -^- '■ Which for a moment ft)ines, then flits away -, Yet fee him now exalted to our ikies. Where no frail eminence of form can rife, r.i: Uiilcfs V. ?' . I'- ■■' i. Utr'-l ■.lift I. V >' ' C 281 ] Unlefs it fue for virtue's facred aid, . ■* And deign to enter here beneath her fliade, J3ut tho' not great of body, his pure mind ^ Was large^ capacious, generous, unconfin'd. Free from each felfifh littlenefs of foul, • ^ He luird the erring world with fweet controul, PourM round the globe that truth fo nobly bright, i That heav Vs high will, and all that is, is right, 'Twas his foft warbling tongue with gentle fway Firft taught to heav'ns high love the real way, -. ,.i Taught to mankind that art fo fweetly true, ■ >;• • ' To pleafe themfelves, and pleafe their Maker too, • .' To guide their joys thro' piety's fair road. And up the paths of pleafure wni^ And fing the glories oF my endlefs reign, smj tkt"!. But fcon fliall wond'rous fcenes to thee difclofe .«' The different fortune of their critic foes, '"-*^ "What direful pefts hang round their laft fad flate, ' To fcourge the fury of their envious hate. •.,»^,. ,..,, He look'd, and lo ! beneath the warbling train, (;»/>'" Extends with glift'ning ftretch a cryilal plain, srA-u.'; Whofe broad wide opening glafs is feen to (hew j The huge expanfion of the void below; ^ -'jh.fl Here plac'd far diftant from the awful fkies, jiOi? J He fees a vaft and clouded world arife, ^^.^ ^>.v Around whofe Ihore a huge unnumberM croud, j;',,! Fierce, vengeful, dark, keen, turbulent and proud, Q Of critic fliades in wild confufion fwarm, ,; p •> 7 Grim as the terrors of a gathering ftorm, ' m ■.:"! High o'er their brows dark clouds of Envy rife. Black with envcnom'd rage roll round their eyes, j Hate, furious fplcen, and every hideous pell, ...hi' Sv/ells with malignant gloat their loaded brealL •:,'^'" Envy, the emprefs of this hideous land, '- ..::.:' ^.^ Thron'd in majcftic horror takes her (land, ^ .. , : Grim and terrific round her eye-balls roll, .y .... And flioot new fury thro' each fubje£t foul ; ■■' But wond'rous here to tell with merc'lefs ire, Now at the mandate of high heav'n's dread Sire, . She to a penal dungeon turns this (hore. And puniil:ies the crimes flie nursM before ; Fierce C 283 ] Fierce in each critic's hand huge ferpents rife, Flafhing blue poifon from her fiery eyes, j^ And ftrange to tell, with many a fearful cry, Pour'd from their brain loud fcrcaming vultures fly> Thefc with keen fury they eflay to throw, 1 On fmiling merit their eternal foe, * "Whofe lovely ihade for ever flits in view, > | r To fwell the torments of the impious crew; i But when the goddefs waves her circling wand. In what ftrange horrors plunge her fubje£l band, ; Back on their lords the curling ferpents roll,'-' -' And dart their poifon in each groaning foul. E'en the fell vultures, minifters of pain. Dart back and riot in their matter's brain, j Yet ftill far mightier torments round fhe throws, ■ Far mightier anguifti fwell their hideous woes, Lo ! on the ground Ihe treads her fubjefts all, ; w Up to the heav'ns flie turns each vifual bal!, J^^,/^ There flie compels their loathing orbs to wait, | E'en on the glories of the bards they hate, , - . As thro' the cryftal heavens their rolling eyes. Up to the fplendors of their foes arife, Oh ! what keen pangs, their burning fouls now gore. Oh ! how they gnafli their teeth, foam, ft art and roar ; And as they loathing feek to turn away, ^ j . Envy, with galling lafli, conftrains their ftay, But chief on fmiling Pope they bend their eyes. Chief from his glorious ftate iheir pangs arife, .^ Still ■i't 4 [ 284 ] •? '.tT Still as they view his fweet celeftial fotm, To louder tempefti fwells their mental ftorm, Then do they wifh, with many a tear of woe> That Envy ne'er had markM him for their foCi That they mifguided ne'er had difappfov»d ■' - Tliofe heavenly charms vi^hich fecretly they lov'd, ■■ That they, like Wifdom's fons, from his pure rays Had drawn the fweets and comforts of their days ; Then the Eternal Goodnefs gently cries : — Behold what evils from foul envy rife, * *'' • Behold how thefe loft geniufes of earth, '•' ni / Tho' lum'd with many a ray of mental worth, l*-' " When by her dark'ning hand in error hurl'd, ■ Would cloud each nobler light that gilds the world, But thus thro' ages part, and future times. My righteous Juftice punifties fuch crimes ; But now fair Virtue's offspring learn from me, ■ Left thy eyes wonder at the fcenes they fee, ' ' That thefe huge curling fnakes that merc'Iefs rolf. Their pois'nous fury thro' each critic foul, Once the fell engines were, thro' which their hand Pour'd their truth-drowning torrents o'er the land> And the fell vultures yon unfeeling train, ^ Who rend with pitilefs fangs their tortur'd brain. Were the foul monfters which they teem'd from thence, To tear the finews of all common fenfe, '" ' All are thus chang'd by my transforming will, To make their puniftiment more rlghteoub itill ; ' ' Go A Her Anc But Wl He] At To An C 285 ] Go then, my mild, my pure, tho' earthly foii. Now all tKy bufinefs with thy God is done. Go to the verge of this our awful flcy, To meqt the tenor of thy en^lcfs joy, ^^^ There as on earth you glow*d for pure renown, ' With heav'n's chief martial fame thy joys I'll crown ; For know that ev'ry clafs of thy dear race, "Who feek tliro* Virtue's paths for endlefs peace,""** Find, when to Heaven they fly from earthly woe, ^ A blifs with, femblance to their deeds below, ::?'-7 They, who for tender piety and pray'r, ' , Scorn all the mean purfuits of earthly care, Stili pleas'd may worfhip in this bled abode, ^ And dwell ftUl neareft to their much-lov'd God ; ^ Thofe who, with (oft benevolence of mind, , ,..4^' Smile their fweet comforts round on all mankind, ^ Here guide the entrance of each earthly gueft, rf-?'^ And joy to make their fellow-creatures blefl; j *'*^^ Nor lefs thy earthly miniflcrs of flate, ^ Who fleer by Virtue's ftar a nation's fate, •■' Here find a blifs congenial to tlieir foul, •i -i'*r?^ii t4 And o*er fond hierarchies exert controul ; • 'JftiX But the good leader of a virtuous band, ]>■"• •- fi Who fmilitig falls to fave his native land, -'*""' Here in the front of all my hods divine, "•''^^ ''* At heaven's bright gates is endlefs doom'd to fhine. To fcare the rebel fiends to him 'tis giv'n, And find fweet tranfport from prote£ling Heav'n, Nor C 286 ] u p. Nor think, as erring zeal would teach tliy race, Heav'n to feme favourite fe6ls confines her grace, Virtue, 'tis only thy all-righteous lot. And when or where thou grow'ft it matters not, Whether in Mecca, or bled SionV wall, ^' * For heaven's unbounded love ftill hangs o*er all. Then the great (hade forfook the throne of God, And flew triumphant o'er the bleft abode. O'er ftarry paths, o'er plains of heavenly flowers, a O'er fapphire mounts, o'er high ccleflial towers. O'er boundlefs empires, throng'd with fons of light, On foaring pinions he dire£ls his flight. At length arriv'd at Heaven's exalted gate, Before the Sacred Hoft he lights in (late, i.v>; Who here wide threat'ning point their fwords beloA^', To mar the efibrts of th* infernal foe, ■•!.>•■ Left he to foul attempts, by frenzy driv'n,' ' Might feek once more to gain the throne of heaven j Here as all blaze the bright'ning hero (lands, To widening glories all his front expands. High o'er his limbs, by pow'r celeflial thrown, A flaming fuit of heavenly armour (hone. High and more nobly grand his afpe£l rofe, 'Till o'er the circling crowds his fl:ature grows. Thus for the glorious deeds thou didft below, Thou thro' all vaft eternity (lialt glow, There as on earth Gaul (liook when aw'd by thee Thy name a terror to all hell (hall be, There There (1 Thy bli( Meanwh In vario To vari( Talks tl Some ii To fcen Some th Or clea While f( To give But lo ! A moui • Tamlna Calls fo Swept Wlklly Where While But vrl His he Stralgl Long Then Ting t'< C 287 3 ^ ' There fhall all joys bloom round thy facred head. Thy blifs extending as thy glories fpread; Meanwhile round loft Quebec the conqu'ring pow'rs. In various movements, pafs the ev'ning hours, . ./ To various taflcs all take their eager way, •*^^ Talks that feem needful to complete the day ; • » ^ Some in vaft throngs from out the fanguine plain, ' To fcenes of reft condu£l the captive train, - ' .,, Some the pale wounded bear from off the fhore. Or cleanfe their wounds, or ftaunch the ftreaming gore, • :, '. While fome with haftc throw wide the op'ning ground, T ":; 1.4 i't .^..t..« To give the num*rous dead one grave profound. But lo ! while they their pious toil purfue, A mournful object cauglit their ftartled view, Tamina rufliing o'er th' enfanguinM plain, Calls for her lord, her d^ar lofl lord, in vain, ■■■_ Swept by the tempeft of her grief along. Wildly flie hurries 'mid the v'lOior throng: — , .•■' Where, where's Satagus, whcrc's my love, flic cries, While here, while there, {he rolls her piercing eyes, But when, dread fight ! extended on the ground, vifi His headlefs trunk all brcathlefs pale fhe found, ,t'< Straight with cold horrors froze her curdling blood, Long time a fpccchlefs monument flie flood; •. (-fin;:. Then to the pitying heav'ns her frantic eyes, " .. „.,n,; Ting'd with wild grief, fiie throws, and thus flic . i.' cries:— C 288 ] Was't, was't for this, O moft malignant fate ! Such boundlefs joy thou gav'ft this foul fo late, Was't but to make thefe horrors dill the more, Thou didfl but yefterday my love reftore ? Yet though, my lord, thou art for ever flown, Think not Tamina here will weep alone ; No, thou bleft vifion of my laft dear night, Thy voice inftru(fls me to attend his flight, | Soon fhall from earth my foaring foul take wing, Soon to thy breaft once more I'll joyful fpring. Soon, for e'en now, I view thee from above, Spread wide thy eager arms to meet thy lo\e. It She fpoke, the frenzy of her hand fwift found A blood-ftain'd fword, that reeking prefs'd the ground, Then with the ftrength of all-difl;ra£l:ing woe Dreadful flie gave the laft, the fatal blow. -.. j .v She falls, her foul ftraight flits to upper air, t '' And joys to find her lov'd Satagus thcrt, *■" "• Now God-like Townfliend, bent on high renown, Nobly refolves t' invefl the tott'ring town, Firft by keen toil, by all o'er conqu'ring fldll, - » High up the ftcepy tow'rings of the hill, •• " ^• .'i A fmooth and ample road he taught to wind, ■ ^•- ^ Where war's dire engines a fafe courfe might find, Soon up this lofty path, with labour great, All war's fell implements are wheel'd in ftate. Mortars moft huge with gaping throats wide fpread. Fierce yawning cannon, and vaft piles of lead,- • •",,'' . Mountains ':\ C 289 ] Mount;iins of pond'roua fliells high charg'J with wc[||| Arc! feas of nitrous grain to blafl the foe, Next on the crown of Abrani'a cloucUcapt height, Tow'ring he fpreads his wid'ning camp to fight, "White as the foam that wraps old ocean round, When whirl'd in tempefts boil his deeps profound, So white, fo vad with glitt'ring afpe£l fpread, Britannia's tents o'erfhade high Abram's head, To guard the camp and hem the city round, Stralglit he: prepares to raife a threal'ning mound. On ev'ry fult- to work his fquadrons fall. And eager Rrain to pile the circling wall. From flank to flank a wid'ning fofTc they fpread. To guard from foul furprize their length'ning head. Rapid aloft the growing bulwarks rife, ' Arui heave enormous thro' the op'ning fkies. When vous'd to envy at their rapid courfe, Lo ! all the elements unite their force, O'er heav'n's broad dark'ning front they dreadful frown. And let with thund'ring crafh their fury down, Swift o'er the circuit of the trembling world, Burd the loud b;^llowing winds tempefluous hurl'd. Fierce the vafl pouring rains defcending roar. Like a huge ocean o'er the flreaming fiiore, And at dread intervals the thunders found, ?*Iark'd by the light'aings flafli rolls furious round. Thus while four funs to bring revolving day, Wrapt in t!iiek glooms purfu'd tlieir chearlcfs way, C c Still m C 290 ] \ ) Still the big tcmpcfl bluflcrs round the coaft, And threats with death, with darknefs, Albion's hod ; In vain they toil, they brave the angry Ikies, In vain their mounds, their growing bulwarks rife, Still as they rife the winds the rains roar round, And ^cave the mighty labours to the ground. Sweep them from thence, or whelm them in the flood, While their chill'd rigours freeze each foldier's blood. Thus while dark low'ring fortune frowned around, Nobly ferene was God-like Townflicnd found, Still in all-gracious Heav'n he plac'd his trult. For Heav*n he knew muft fide with one fo juft; Now here, now there, along the llormy fliore. Steady he moves thro* all the tempefts roar, Ev'n the chill'd troops tliat verg'd to death's cold reign, Rous'd byjiis prefence fpring to toil again. Nobly once more, 'gainft all the circling ftorms. He taught the lines to rear their gathering forms, He (fills the breaches, clears the opening grounds. Remounts the guns, completes the tow'ring mounds, ^Tiil by the fulnefs of his glorious care. Once more their threat'ning fronts feem meet for war, Straight ftruck with horror at their dreadful frown, A fudden panic fei^'d the trembling town. Swift from their gates, uubarr'^ with wild affright, Afuppliant herald iffuing rofe to fight, JLoudly he blows the echoing trump of peace, And founds for mercy to the Brltifli race j Townlhei.d C 291 ] i' Tovnfliend high glaililening views the fearsof France^ Hut bills \vith courteous fmilc her chief advance^ ii Into his awful prcfence infiiant led, rhe herald lialtciiM, and thus humbly faiil : — Oh I thoM ^reat chief, all England's glorious boafl, Thou God- like leader of this matchlcfs hoft. No more our rage prolongs the dire alarms, But yields fubmilhve to thy conqu'ring arms, Nor can our awful king's all thoughlful foul, Blame that we bow benc:ith thy dread controul ;• Still to the world our jull cxcufe (liall be, That wc furrender'd to great Wolfe and thee, This to our fall (hall reconcile the earth, For Aire *tis madncfs to oppofe fuch worth ; But oh ! thou great, thou kind, thou glorious chief, To calm the rigour of my country's grief. Speak the dread terms we muft from thee receive, But fuch, oh ! let them be as fuit the brave. Fear not, my dauntlefs friend, the chief rcjoin'd, That e'er our fcornful pride fliall wound thy mindj- Such are the terms thou fhalt from us receive, As fuit a hoft like thine that's calmly brave. For genuine worth difdains to fliarpen woe. Or load with galling chains a vanquifh'd foe; Know firft each guiltlefs individual here. Shall ftand exempt from all the frowns of war. That they fecure from every pang of ftrife. Shall hold each comfort of their former life, C c 2 Each 1 / C 292 ] . ., Each righteous fource of wide unbounded weahh. And each pure means of happinefs and hcahh. Nor lefs religion round the fmiling {hore, ,. Shall hold the fteady courfe (he held before y Still (hall her fons fecurely feek their God, By the fame paths they formeily have trod, For know Britannia's foul difdains to war With weak, but guiltlefs men, for modes of pray'r j. But each vad fort in yon exalted town, Mufl lay their pride and towering ftandards down. All the liugc flores that gorge yon towering wall, ' Of cannor., mortars, fulphur, bombs and ball,. \ Mud be furrenderM at my high command. To the difpofal of m.y fovereign's hand;- ' . Howe'er to footh your griefs, ye fons of Gaut^ - All martial honours fhall attend youv fall, E'en as you march from out yon conquer'd line, Aloft in glory (liall your (landard fliine, '■ High in vour front blrize f-)rth your dazzling arms^ Charg'd as if crown'd for thundering war's nlnrms, Loud echoing trumpets ihall your courfe proclaim, And flamp your fliort difj^rice with marks of vanic : Thefe, oh ! my dauntlefs friend, now foe no more, Thefe are tht, gentle terms I gra i; iiiy (hore. For tho* my foul beats high for glory's charms, ■ I hate the horrors that attend on arms, And e'en, while worlds applaud my conquering fleel, I mourn the. anguilh that the vanquiOi'tl feel. So' C 293 ] So fpoke the God-like chief, the Gaul withdrew. And towards the jates with labouring bofom flew. Soon as the town had learn'd his fad fuccefs, All with a tearful fmile their joy exprefs, Then to the foe fling wide each opening gate. And yield fubmiflive to their lowering fate; Swift the loud conquering bands, with gloriors found. Pour in their fwarming crouds from all around, Drums, trumpets, clarions, bellowing ihouts arife. They rend the ftreets, the rocks, the echoing Ikies, Wide o'er walls, turrets, palaces and towers, . / Britannia's flag its inftant glory pours, Yet thro' this thundering joy, with fmiling fway. Still mild humanity conduflls their way, Siill her calm voice, with foft perfuafive might, Controuls the fallies of their wild delight. Holds back their fwordii from every fanguine blow, And (hields the poor inhabitants from woe:: ' Thus, oh ! great Townfliend, did thy God-like wortll- Subdue this glory of the weftern earth, ' " Thus vvith mild, temp'rate zeal, thy awful hand Crown'd the vaft wiihes of thy native landj For this great deed thro' all fucceeding days. While warriors deeds fhall fhine, or worlds ftiall praife, Hi^^^h o'er thy brow eternal laurels fpread, Shall beam vaft glories round thy facred head, And ev'n when earth fhall gripe thy mortal frame, Thefe matclU:fs honours (hail adorn thy name. :-...' , C c 3 Nov/. I 294 ] Now from Quebec, at Townfliend's high command, A nimble veiTel feeks Britannia's ftrand, :.r ; : . There to difclofe how fell her dading fon, ; • And what high fame her conquering arms had won ; There when arriv'd, round all Britannia's {hores. The joyful news of conqueft fwift flie pours, 3oon as the realm had learn'd that haughty Gaul, Beneath her conqu'ring chief had deign'd to fall. Straight all her coafts, her plains, her cities round. Rife to wild joy, and breathe a gladd'ning found ; .' But when at length a paufe of loud acclaim. Gave to the voice the mournful voice of fame,, Time to the rapture of the land to tell, . , How in the fequel her 'brave hero fell, i . Tnftant dark glooms involve all Albion's race, : . Tranfport finks down, and grief ufurps her place, Tears of regret pour forth from ev'ry eye. And clouds of woe fucceed to fmiles of joy ; ; Pitt, tho' fage wifdom ever fill'd his mind. Like a mere mortal in their anguifh join'd, < Much tho' he joy'd that humbled was proud Gaul, Much was his forrow for his friend's fad fall j Slow, where his monarch holds his awful feat, ■ Now mov'd the woe-rapt guardian of the ftate, Him at his council-board ferene he found, . : With crowds of glitt'ring courtiers rang'd around. Still his great foul, intent on what may beft, " : , • Tend to fecure his much-lov'd Albion bleft, ' ^ : •:>-» ; "> • Joyful C 295 ] Joyful the rev'rend monarch fees advance > ■ ' The fage controuler of the pride of France, N>. ' RousM at the fight his kindling fpirits rife, And youthful gleams flafli o'er his aged eyes, r But on his vifage, when he fees exprefs'd ". '• The warring paflions that difturb his bread, ,, - \ Straight with a fmile he greets the God-like man. And thus with ibft and courteous air began ; — Say, my good friend, thou prop of Albion's throne. Say, from what fource breaks forth this ftruggling ,^.;;- groan, -v X. ^..^. ...:. ,,..T,.;;V :,. ,:-;l,y .,.":;.■';. /? Say, what wild varying cares thus paint thy eye, • Now in fuch ngns of grief, and now of joy ; Say, and if aught thy fov'reign's hand can do. Long thefe (Irange cares fhall not o'erburthen you. To whom the woe-rapt minifter rejoin'd, ». ., .^ My lord, no private griefs diflurb my mind, .'. / Greatly tranfcending gladd'ning news I bring ? To my lov'd country, and to thee my king; - «• Quebec has funk beneath our conqu'ring pow'rs, And all the vaft Canadian trades are ours. Praife to thy heav'nly care, the monarch cries, " O! thou all gracious Lord, all juft and wife, , *' Praife to thy boundlefs vail Almighty Pow'r, . ) That crowns my every hope in this blefs'd hour, . >, Now to thy awful throne with fmiles I'd go, Since my lov'd Albion's land has crufli'd her foe ; . I But i ■ C 296 ] But fay thou befl good man, that heav'n could give,' Does the great leader of our army live ? ' Stands our ftill darling Wolfe fecure from fate, ^ To meet the recompence of deeds fo great ? Oh what unrival'd gifts (hall crown his worth, And raife him fmiling o'er the envious earth. No, my lovM prince, no more, the (latefman fiiid. No more flmll kingly gifts adcn his head, '. • Fall'n is our chief beneath foul Death's cold hand, A brave, brave vi(ftim, for his native land ; Whole mournful months he toil'd witii ceafelefs care, ' While worlds of frowning dangers check'd the war. Till by his conftant, fteady zeal at length, He gave a fatal blow to Gcllia's ftrengtii. Then with a glorious fmiie he met grim death, And in bright vi£l'ry'3 arms refign'd his breath. Wolfe, art thou gone, the (lartled monarch cries, While a fwift tear burfls e'er his aged eyes .'' Gone if thou art, if thou indeed art llain. All, all my dear-bought viclorles are vain; ' " Triumphs then hence, on me unwifli'd ye fall, Wolfe, whom I've loft, was more than worth ye all, Vi£l'rles and fame, and Glory's much-foughi charms, Chance ne'er could fail fome times to give our arms ; But, O! one chief, one God-like chief like thee, Ag<^s nmy feck in vain, but ne'er fhall fee, ^ , Thou wert undaunted, gen'rous, brave and juft. True to thy fov'reign, faithlul to thy trufl:, Yet C 297 ] ■(' Yet calm and nobly free thou held'fl thy foul. Nor meanly yielded to each bafe controul. Reafon alone thou would'll, untry'd, obey, '^ ^^'' And fcorn'd each earthly power that mock'd her fway, Heav'n knows how much I priz'd a work thus great, Beyond the flavifli fycophants of ftate ; But fince, O ! gen'rous Pitt, all-ruling Heav'n Has to foul Death's cold doom our champion giv'n. Let to his great remains our cares be juft, '' -' And fhow*r their fondnefs on his much-lov'd dufl, Let o'er his mournful tomb, with weeping eyes, A fad lamenting monument arife, - » That fliall thro' endlefs time with forrow tell, ' ' How for his much-lov'd land he bravely fell, * '• Nor (hall the great furviving chief depart '-*' Without an ofF'ring from my thankful heart; ' Townfhend who, chearful as the fmiles of May, Light, lively, graceful, afFable and gay, Lumes with bright fparkling wit the jocund ring, And fliines of focial mirth the fprightly king ; ."• Yet, who, when glory calls him from afar, 'i ' - Can rife with equal ftrengih to fliine in war, ' ' Can fly thefe (har thefe gay feftivious charms. And rufli undaunted to the fields of arms. Then on Fame's tow'ring wing outilrip the flight. Of chiefs whofe ev'ry thought was giv'n to fight. He fhall, I fay, from out our high regard, ' ■ Meet for his God-like deeds a great reward, Titles /; Titles of glorious found his name flialJ graced ; ii>'l('H And fpread vaft honours o'er his future race. ♦ It^'^ But go, my friend, left wide o'erwhelming m'oc .t ' Should fink the fpirits of this land too low, ' " ^ Go and command each clamorous fign of joy,. ',.' - At our vaft fame o'er all the realm to fly, This for a time perhaps may foothe the grieF, That drowns the nation for her late loft chief,, ■ m. • ' Great Pitt, his fovereign's mandate to obey,, » '■> Now moves with flow and penfive fteps away,. Fault*ring his tongue commands loud joys to rife, "While grief in tears forbids it from his eyes, _»: , Swift at the word bright joy expanding wide Pours thro' the land her all-o'er whelming tide, -r' At her loud call huge bellowing cannons roar, Their fliouts in thunders o'er the echoing ftiore. Bells with wide warbling clang dance nimbly roundj And chime the raptures in harmonious found ; Then from the front, with high enlivening powers, Of towns, walls, cities, palaces and towers, , In pouring rays burfts forth a blaze of light. That gilds with countlefs funs the fliades of night. That fhowering round a flood of glorious day, . Drowns the faint palenefs of the lunar ray *, But vain, alas I are all thefe pageants found. All thefe proud ftiews of joy that flame around. Pale and wide faddening o'er the nation's foul, Deep mufing forrow holds her dull controul, Holds Holds And tui Meanwl Yields t Light o'l Nor brii Soon as And lef In rural Far froi There v And fig Hither Studious Here ha To char For boa: How va Here al Soft op Wide r Garden On wh( Autum Soft o'< 'Jlioufa All the ^ TJie bl C 299 ] ,t- Holds up no objedt but their dear loft chief. And turns loud (houts of joy to (bricks of grief. Meanwhile Conftantia, in the arms of reft, 'n/ti. Yields to fweet vifions all her thoughtlefs breaft, Light o'er her heart in flatt*ring fmiles they roll, , Nor bring one boding to alarm her foul; , y Soon as great Wolfe to war's fell clime had flown, And left her all difconfolatc alone, U In rural fcenes flie'd fought a calm retreat, ,., Far from the hateful pomp of noify ftate. There with fad lonely grief her fate to mourn. And figh in ceafelefs tears 'till Wolfe's return, Hither the good, the fage Macerni too, ",•;•: Studious of nought but fad Conftantia flew, Here had (he ftrove, with ftill kind foothing care. To charm her griefs, and roufc her from defpair, For hoary year? full well her foul had taught How vain, how fatal's melancholy thought, ^, ^ Here all the charms that Nature's fmiles fupply. Soft op'ning bloom'd to pleafe the penfive eye, Wide round the dome, in fair afcending rows, Gardens of graceful trees their (l.:)<] I'S dlfclofe. On whofe gay waving boughs, in golden Iiue, Autumn difpiays her rip'iiing ftoves to view. Soft o'er the fhady fpace that lies below, Thoiifinds of fmilinGi fiow'rs rav v.-'rvin-r alow. All that expanded Autumn brings to checT, J Jie bloom-deck'd burial of the pa/cing year j /. V" Calm I C 300 ] \i iL' Calm thro' this flow*ry maze, with tinkling fong," A filver ftrcam flow winding ileals along, Bright on the mirror of whofe cryftal tide Shine all the bending trees in graceful pride. Now from her fafFron bed the morn arofe, And thro* the kindling eafl; in crimfon glows, Before her pouriilg rays the clouds divide, And ope a paflage for the glorious tide, ^^" W Swift, at the chearful fummons of the flcies, ' * All the wak'd fons of earth in crowds arife, ^^^'t Beads, birds and infe^ls, o'er the dewy plain^ mr?5 The herds, the bleating flocks, the tranquil fwain, n/ All from their nightly haunts now teem away, ' To hail the glories of the rifing day ; Wak'd from the flow'ry vale of fwect repofe. Straight with rous'd nature fair Conftantia rofe. Forth to the fun's bright cheer flie pen five moves, To take her ufual faunter thro' the groves, S\ace that dark day when Wolfe forfook her arms. Life's fweets to barter ior vain glory's charins, Still was flie wont at dawn to wander o'er --i'^^ • Each fhade, each arbor, trod by him before, -^f^Ji For there her dear loft Wolfe once bleft her figlitj And there ev'n fl.ill die/ finds a fad delight j ' Soon as her morning pilgrimage fiie ends, ■ ■ Back to the dome her mufing Heps fhe bends. Here, when arriv'd with caufelefs fears opprcft. She feels ilrangc bodings rifing to her bread, . Soon il I C 301 ] Soon as the gates their op'nuig folds unclofc, , Straight to her fight the fagc I^.Iaterna rofc, Gleams of bright joy flaOi o'er her aged ey^s, And thus with fwift and flutt'ring voiee (he cries : — Come, O my child, thou pride of heav'n's fweet charms ! Come to thy fond, thy joyful mother's arms, Come for thy Wolfe, yes Wolfe, my love, e'en he Soon gives that name, that tender name to thee. He is all glorious, God-like, as he ought, His peerlefs worth has boundlefs wonders wrought. He has o'erwhelm'd the pride of haughty Gaul, And taught her towns — her great Montcalm to fall. And now he comes all crown'd with glory's charms. To biefs our dear, our long expelling arms; Jufl: now the gladd'ning tidings reach'd my ear, And much it joys me that I've found thee here. Rapid as light thefe grateful founds impart. Quick tides of joy to fair Conftantia's heart. Swift thro' her veins the boift'rous torrents rife, And dance in raptures round her fparkling eyes. Far from her brow each former anguifh fled Thus with a wild and flutt'ring voice fhe faid: — Now thou art kind, paft kind, all gracious heav'n. Now to my hope thou'ft ev'ry rapture giv'n, Shall I once more with Wolfe's iov'd fight he blefl;, Shall I once more in his fond arms be prell ? Avaunt, ye griefs, ye woes that frown'd before ! Wolfe is return'd, and all my woes are o'er. D d But, k M ,. r'^ I 302 3 \> liut, O my mother, thou much honour'd dame, . For foon, ah fmiling hope, thou'lt bear that name j Pardon that thus I rave with wild delight. Sure I rauft joy when Wolfe's to blefs my fight, If e'er thy bofom felt a blifs divine, Thou wilt not blame the joy that raves in mine. Since that fad day, when he at Fame's command , Forfook his pram is'd bride, his native land, /^! >}\ Still did thy tender care, all fweetly kind. Watch o'er each rifing anguifli of my mind, Toil this fad brow to cheer with fmiles of thine, Veiling thy ev'ry grief to foften mine, ,,...,, ^y. For this when my dear lord Hiall foon return, And I thy then blefs'd child fhall ceafe to mourn i Chief, fliall this darling aim my thoughts engage, To gild with peace thy dear declining age. My ev'ry deed (hall move but by thy will. And thy foul's pleafure be my tranfport ftill. Scarce had Ihe fpoke when lo ! diflbiv'd in tears. All breathlefs pale a meflcnger appears, r ' : Soon on his vifage their ftunn'd eyes fwift roll, ^. - They fee the grief fierce lab'ring in his foul. Struck with aiTright their tongues, eyes, geftures all. Seem for the dreadful fecret loud to call; . ,,.»; I/)iig time, by mild humanity repreft, ,. , y' He held the dreadful fecret in his breaft, At length like thunder to their ears he fpoke, And from his I'ps Wolfe's fate tremendous broke ; DaQi'd C 303 ] D.ifliM for a while in fatily dumb amaze, ^^ • .: •' Frantic in fpeechlefs agonies they gaze, Then with loud flirieks Conftantla flings around, Plunges to earth, and tears the guildcfi ground, Crufh'd by the weight of grief's enormous might. Now, in a fwoon, flie fick'ning finks to night, Now, with loud fcreams, revives to all her pain, • Then fcreaming fwoons, and wakes, and fvvconsagai:i j Straight from the earth (he's madly fecn to rife, ' < While thus v/ith wild and frantic voice flie cries : — Gone, art thou gone, thou fource of all delight I • Thou pride, thou joy, thou glory of my fight ; , Gone art thou hence, alas I for ever flown, ■■ •> And haft thou left me, left mehere^lone? \ * - Times there once were, blcis'd times that mock*d at woe, ■'''"'' ■" ' ' ... A, Thou wouldft not pain thy poor Coiidantia fo. Then thou wouldft joy to meet thefe eager arms. Nor fly from love to Glory's curft, curft charms : -^ Yet tho' thou'rt fnatch'd thus cruel from my fight. Grief foon ftiall teach me to attend thy flight, . .^ fioon will I drag the pitilefs tyrant death, And force his hand to ftop this hateful breath ; ' Then will I baflc, in fpite of all my pain, In the lov'd funfliine of thy eyes again, ^s^ r ;,•! Whelm'd in the potence of its dread controul. Since the firft lliock of srief rvlatcrna's foul ■>>!■ •IJj^fc.Hll, D d 2 In In a dark cloud of flupefadlion lay, That wrapt her fight and fliut out clicarful day ; Reafon at length returning to her mind, Woe fills her foul, no comfort can (lie find, ' Till on her knees flie falls with pious care, And tlius to pitying heav'n prefers her pray'r : — Oh, thou all righteous, pure, prime fource of peace, Thou kind, kind foother of our haplefs race, '• Oh I let thy pitying car now mild incline To an unbounded grief, a grief like mine: Oh ! let thy heavenly grace its fliicld impart, j ' To brave the numerous flings that rend my heart; Wolfe I have loft, a fon, whofe tender care Once fcreen'd m*^ hclplefs age from black defpair. He is, alas ! for ever fnatch'd away. And I to ruthlefs anguilh left a prey ; Where can my foul, oh ! then for fuccour flee ? Where but, all-healing Piety, to thee, ' 'Tis but in thee, fweet Piety, I'll find, A foft, a foothing balm to calm my mind ; Then, oh kind Heaven, fend down this gracious gueft ! To fmile fweet comfort on my tortured breaft. As thro* dark faddening clouds the fun from high, Burfts with ferening beams, and chears the Iky, So thro' the difmal gloom that wrapt her foul. From Heaven's all-pitying fmile afk't comforts roll. Swift o'er her cheeks a bright'ning calm Is fpread. While TO the frantic maid thus calm (he faid : — Ceafc, C 305 1 Ceafc, my lov'd child, tliis ftorm of grief forego, For (hamc, for Ihamc, difpcl this cloud of woe, ^^ Have I not loll my Wolfe, my hero too ? Yet fee i;hefe eyes difdain to weep like you ', Had he but llirunk beneath the conquering foe, , . • Had he but bafely met the glorious blow, ;/ Then tliis fad bread, this haplcfs bread indeed, Like yours, fliould madly figh, fliould weep, (liould bleed ; ., . . , , , ,t> ■ , ..s. i.^ ,; But fince he funk all crown'd with Glory's charms. Shielding his native land from threat'ning harms, V Since for his God-like life he's grafp'd at fume, And left to endlefs times a deathlefs name, ,,, Say, (hould we weep at his tranfcending fate, , No — we Ihould joy, that he expir'd fo great. . I had a tender lord, kind, faithful, mild, ,,,. I had a gentle, fond, and duteous child. They, with inceflant care, ftill conftant flrovc t To raife my fwelling joys with watchful love, They, like two friendly ftars, with kindly rays > » Still beam'd fweet comforts o'er my tranquil days, * And when my dear lov'd lord from nie was torn. And I in thefe fad weeds was left to mourn, Still did my darling fon my woes afl'uage, And fliield from black tlefpair my helplcfs age ; But now, oh fate I I'm friendlefs, left alone, For now my laft dear hope's for ever flown, ' / . Yet '*A I*i( Yet fee, my child, for fuch ah ! ftill thou art, Grief lias not rent this poor affli£lecl heart, See even ftill my foul can bear to live, And fmiling meet what heaven is pleas'd to give. Ceafe, ceafe, my child, then ceafe this fruitlefs grief, Come, like thy tender mother, feek relief. Think, think hou^ vain, how fruitlefs 'tis to mourn. When the dear friend we weep muft ne'er return, Like me refort to Piety's fair charms, J\.nd lofe thy forrows in her gentle arms, ^ ' ' There when thy penfive Ibul ihall feek relief, ' Thou'lt find the healing balm for all thy grief. And there thou'lt find that we fhould meekly ftill Bear whate'er comes from Heav'n's Almighty will. As a fair landfcape which a ftorm's black low'r. Late wrapt in darknefs and involv'd all o'er. When the bright fim pours forth his conqu'ring light. Breaks from the gloom once more and fprings to fight, While all diforder'd feem its trees and flow'rs, MorrM by the prefTure of the new fall'n fliow'rs, Thuo when Materna's voice, with fweet controul, Still'd the fierce tempeft In Conftantia's foul. Freed from the wilder whirlings of dcfpair, iStraight (lie alTumes a fadly tranquil air, And vvJiile in the deep languor finks her mind. Thus to Matcrna flie with fighs rejoin'd : — Yes, thou fweet foothing foul, for thy kind care, ril feek to free this breaf!: from foul defpair, Yes, - / ' C 307 ] Yes, at thy kind requcll Pll ceafe to mourn, Tho' my lov'd dear lofl Wolfe mufl: ne'er return ; Oh, my lov'd Wolfe, at that once charming found, Again my flruggling foul's in anguifli drown'd. Again with keen, keen pangs, ray heart is torn, - And all my weak refolves to air are borne, Thou wert all faithful, fpotlefs, pure of mind. Thou wert all gentle, gen'rous, foft and kind, Tho' thy great foul flam'd high in Glory's charms, How wouldfl thou fmile in thy Conftantia's arms. Here thou wert yielding, mild, compliant, all. Mild as thou ne'er hadit rous'd at Glory's call ; But now, alas ! thou'rt laid on Death's cold bier. And I am friendlefs, loft dejected here, Sunk, funk thou art, beneath foul War's alarms. And nought but endlefs grief mufl fill thefe arms ; But if thy lliade can wander from above, ' ' Ah ! come, and calm my griefs, come foothe my love. With watchful care flill hover o'er my head, And as you lov'd me living, guard me dead. /, But fmce, Materna, 'tis thy fond requefl, I'll feek from keener woes to free my breail, r. Still to my God my conftant pray'r fhall rife, >; * Still will I fuc him with my tears and Hghs, 'Till he fome kind, ibme pitying cherub fend, This poor rent foul from frenzy to defend j . , Here in this calm retreat let us ftiil dwell. For fure fuch calm befits fuch forrow well. Here * f ■, C 308 ] w. Here in this peaceful folitude let's (lay, ' '^^ And weep in mutual tears our pangs away, 'Till by the full indulgence of our woes, ' . '; We, in the lap of forrow, find repofe. ■ ' Then, in abhorrence of detefled day, •ft ,. She to a dark apartment bends her way, There on congenial glooms to feaft her eyes, And pine her mournful days in endlefs fighs. Far from the hateful world indulge in woes, 'Till the kind hand of Death fhall bring repofe. Soon fage Materna, urg'd by anxious pain, Purfues Conflantia to Affliiftion's reign, ' | There with kind words, with ev'ry foothing art. She tries to calm the anguifli of her heart ; ' Yetj while flie fpeak, her own fad brows refume A deeply penfive melancholy gloom ! .. (.. FINIS. ■^-^'-^^ / A N ACCOUNT OF THE PROCEEDINGS OP THE ABECEDARIAN SOCIETY INSTITUTED FOR THE RELIEF OF REDUCED SCHOOL-MASTERS, AND THEIR DISTRESSED FAMILIES. DuBLiN> March zSth, 1788. I T is generally acknowleged that the education of youth, is a profeflion no leis honourable in itfelf than important to fociety, and yet it is a melancholy truth, that gentlemen who dedicate their lives to that arduous i srtaking, precluded as they are from adtive exer- J v.i in the more lucrative purfuits of fortune, become too frequently in declining age claimants on huma- nity ; nor is it to be wondered at, that they feldom realize acquisitions for which their fituation, and unre- mitting attention to literature, naturally create an in- difference — to fay nothing of the difficulties they are expofed to, in other refpefts, too obvious to. need re- fcital. Such coniiderations weighing with feveral of the principal teachers of this metropolis, they conven- ed a number of mailers for the purpofe of forming a fociety upon the, principles 6f Chrillian benevolence, which by uniting them together might not only perpe- tuate a good underftanding and harmony among them- felves, but alfo contribute to the honour and advance- ment of letters. The title of the Abecedarian Society having been adopted as confonant to the inftitution, a general ballot fucceeded ; a prefident and treafurer were elefted, and a fecretary appointed to note their proceedings i it was then unanimoufly refolved, in- ftead ■n, C 2 ] ftead of devoting to the pleafures of the table any fubfcription which they might be inclined to promote, to apply it towards raiiing a fund for the relief of re- duced teachers and their indigent families. The de- fign is indifputably liberal, and if charity and benevo- knce be not ntefely ideal, cannot fail of public coun- tenance and fupport. With a fnaall alliftance from the public and the concurrence of their brethren, who are not deaf to hwmanity, or infenfible of the precarious tenure of profperity, the Abecedarian Society, on thefe princi- ples, conceive hopes of a permanant eltablifhment, and that they may be enabled to ,purfue their charita- ble purpofes with efFe£t. The following refolutions, calculated for their fu- ture direction, which will more fully explain the pur- port and fcope of this alTociation, are now fubmitted to general infpedlion— — Resolutions of the Abecedarian Society. I ft. That the fociety fhall be conducted by four ofiicers, viz. a Prefident, Treafurer, Secretary, and Collector, who are always to be fchool-mafters, as upon them muft neceffiirily devolve the great labour and anxiety connefted with the eftablifhment and fupport of the inftitution. 2d. That the officers fiiall be aflifted by a commit- tee of fixteen ; twelve of M'hom to be fchool-mafters, the other four honorary members, and that this com- mittee, in conjun^lion with the officers, fliall have power to make by-laws; provided always, luch by- laws coincide with the true intent and fpirit of thcle conilitutional regulations. 3d. That every 26th day of March, unlefs it fliould fall on Sunday, being the anniverfary of the Society's inftitution, a general meeting fhall be held, and the officers and committee for the enfuing year then elect- ed : after which, it is intended, the members iliall V ■ dine \i as C 3 ] dine together at their own private cxpencc ; not out of the fund of the Society. 4th. That every member (hall pay, or caufe to be paid one guinea at the time of admiflion, and, exclu- five of the admiflion fine, half a guinea, die day .of meeting, on, or next after the 26th day of March and 26th day of September rcfpe£lively, being one guinea innual fubfcription to the ufe of the inftitution only ; 'in cafe of default after due notice in writing, figned by the prefident and ilTued by the fccretary, the defaulter, on failure of payment by the 4th night of meeting, fub- fequent to fuch notice, fhall forfeit all claims and pri- vileges as a member of the fociety, not to be reftored but by application to the next general meeting of tlie body, and fully difcharging the arrears incurrctl. > 5 th. That the colle£tor (hall account with, and pay into the hands of the treafurer, every fecond night of meeting, whatever fum he may have collected from the day of fettlemcnt preceding. 6th. That the fum of ten guineas advanced at one time, or within the year, fhall be confidered as a com- pofition for annual payments ; conditute the fubfcriber a member for life, and for ever afterwards entitle him or her to all the privileges and advantages of this So- ciety. 7th. That every perfon applying for admiflion fliall be recommended by at leaft: two members, who (haJl fignify in writing with their names fubfcribed, the can- didate's name, chara£ter, and place of abode, to be de- livered to the prefident and read to the fociety duly aflembled ; the ballot to take place the meeting next but one fuccecding-^ * one black bean to exclude. 8th. That no perfon fhall be admitted of this body, unlefs as an honorary member, who, at the time of propofing, has not been an eftabliflied teacher, in a , refpe^lable and independent fitijation, for three years or upwards. * This part of the Law being thought too rigorous, has l/ecn fiuce moderated. 0th. That I C 4 ] pth. That as the profeffional members ait, from fituationi moft likely to be acquainted with the cha- ra^^ers and pretenHons of candidates for admiflion, the right of balloting (except for honorary members) jfhall be vefted in them only. loth. That no member or p^rfon whatever, claim- ing on the charitable fund, ihall benefit thereby, till fuch claimant (hall have contributed to the famq, by perfonal or other fubfcription, for the fpace of three years, after the date of fubfcribing; unforefeen acci- dents 'and infirmity excepted. ii|:h. That the provifion for diftrefled members fhall be determined by the officers and committee, to be regulated according to the fituation and charadler ofthe claimant, and the (late of the fund, which muit have the fandlion of the body at their next general meeting. But in cafes of manifefl: and urgent diftrefs, fully proved to the faid officers and committee, the day of general meeting being diilant, they fhall have power to grant immediate relief, not exceeding the fum of ten guineas to an individual : and if, from any iinforefeen caufe, different claimants fhould ap- pear in competition, the preference fhall be given to the oldeft fubfcriber. 1 2th. That the widows and children of fuch teach* ers as have been fubfcribers the ftated time, fhall be entitled to a fupport from this fociety, to be deter- mined by circumftances, as fet forth in the nth re- gulation. This provifion to extend alfo to MiftrefTes of Boarding-fchools, TutorefTes and Governefles in pri- vate families, provided their names have been duly entered upon the Society's books and their fubfcrip- tions paid, for the term prefcribed^ — and that fuch MiftrefTes, Tutorefles and GoverneiTes in private fa- milies, fo qualified, fhall. have a right of voting by proxy, to be given in writing to a profeffional mem- ber only, for the particular occafibn fpecified ; no meml)er to liold more than one proxy at a lime. FORM I 5 1 by FOK^ OF THE PROXY. I hereby appoint A. B. School-mafter, my Proxy, to vote for me and in my name, on the day of Given under my hand this day of , Signed, CD. 1 3th. That diftrefTed teachers, who, for fatisfaflory Teafons, have not been fubfcrlbing members, ihall ne- verthclefs be confidered, and receive a fuitable ap- pointment, provided their pretenHons correfpond witli the true meaning and fpirit of this inlUtution, pro- perly certified from their place of refidence; their names having been previoufly regidered in the foci- ety's books at the inftance of two honorary members, Mrho have been fubfcribers the (lipulated term, and have not before recommended. 14th. That ufhers or afliftants paying one guinea, when their names (hall be inferted in the fociety's books, without farther fubfcription, and producing proper certificates of their having difcharged faith- fully their refpe£tive duties for the fpace of five years, fhall be entitled to the prote£lion and aflitiance of this fociety, and in cafes of need receke a fuitable provifion. 15th. That, to accommodate country as well as city members, the fociety fhall hold their meetings on Saturdays and Thurfdays alternately, at the Royal- Exchange, or elfewhere, as Ihall be found moft eligi- ble ; all bufinefs to be tranfa<5ed between the hours of feven and ten o*clock in the evening- — nine mem- bers a quorum. x6th. That every thing refpcfting the government and funds of the fociety, not particularly fpecified or provided for in thefe regulations, ihall be referred to the fociety at large, duly fummoned for the purpofc. 1 7th. No part of the fund of the fociety, or of the intereft thence accruing, except what may be aeceflary for *. C « 3 for the contingent expences, as hall-rent, fixe, ciridlesy paper, printing, and the like, (hall be diilributed or encroached upon, till it amount to the fum of One Thoufand Pounds ilerling, on the attainment of which a power is refervjcd, to apply the intereft, or a part thereof, to the purpofe of the inltitution ; to the end that relief may not be too long with-held from the ne* ceflitou^ : and all furplus of intereft, fubfcriptions, do* nations, or other fums raifed by what means foevcr, Ihall be added to the faid fum of OneThoufand Founds, and put out to the beft advantage, till the fame (hali accumulate to the farther fum of One Thoufand Pound» fterltng, which faid fum of Five Thoufand Pounds (hall Ibrm the capital dock of this fociety, producing at the prefent legal rate of intereil, three hundred pounds per annum to the ufes of the in(titut>on, never to he on any account diminilhed — and this, with the growl- ing fubfcriptions and other contingencies, it is bopec^ will anfwer the humane purpofes of this aiTociation. 1 8^th. That the money ariHng hom fubfcriptions, or from whatever fource accruing, ihall be without delay laid out on the purchafe of one or more government «Jebentures, or other fecurities eligible to the fociety, which fiiall be depofited in an^ iron cheft, to be lodged in one of the banks of this city ; the cafliier of the Bank to have one key, and three truftees annually cho^ fen from the body feverally to hold a different key of the fame. No truftee or key-keeper, to give his key or receive one from another, on penalty of expul£uon. igtb. That no money (hall be diRributed by the treafurer, but by order of the fociety. 2oth» That the prefident fliall have a difcretionary power to fummon the fociety occafionally, and, in cafes of emergency, to lay a fine, not .exceeding half a crown, on each profejlcnd member only, for non- attendance. J Samuel Why TE, Prefident and Treafurer. John M«Crea, Secretary. THE C 7 ] THE Abecedarians, relying on the> liberal cbarac* tet of the prefent age, and their own evident difinte^ reilednefs, entertain the moit fanguine cxpe£^atiofif that their deiign will meet general encouragements It 18 an appeal to the huqaanity, good fenfe, candour and gratitude of a generous public, in behalf of men, who devote their lives to their fervice, and who, from the nature and univcrfality of their labours, are entitled to attention and comfortable fupport. While the other liberal arts and profelfions are limited as to their ob- je£l8, and circumfcribed in their operations^ educa- tion alone extends her foftering kindnefs to every in- dividual, and embraces, without referve, the whole community. To that fource the moft confpicuo«u chara£):er3 are greatly indebted for thdr fupcrioritj, and all our deareils interefts and advantages in life bear teftimony of its influence ; not only our tempo- ral, but even our eternal felicity, in a confiderable de- gree, depends upon our education. Yet how fmall* are the rewards of merit in this department, compared with the benefits it difpenfes. Would but a majority of thofe, who experience its happy eSe6ks, well con- £der this, and open their beneficent hands, how trifi- ing a contribution from each would anfwer the cads propofed. Thofe who are already eftablifhed in the profefBon, and enjoy the well-earned fruits of their induftry, will not furely hefitate to throw in their mite ; and young men of abilities, more recently engaged in the arduous talk, reflefting upon the uncertainty of life and fuccefs, will naturally find comfort in the con- fideration of its being in their power, at a fmall an- nual expence, to leflen the miferies to which their * The beft School Education which can be "procared fcldom ilauds the parent altogether in fif y i^uineas, dilburfed in a cotlrfe of years by petty inHallments ; for the molt part fcar-cely a muiety of that fum i not an apprentice-fee to a commoh me- chanic, and not one half of thac, deducting thu neceflary m\& certain expences of rent, uftiero, fervants^ repairs, &c. &c. re- mains to the teacher what an inadequate (onfideration far a matter of fuch confequence ! - \ wives r 8 1 wttesdnd children mar be expofed. The xe# ^vh^ are enabled to beqo^tn wealth to thofe they leave behind theni» will have an opportunity of tedifying their gratitude to that profeiTion in w^ch it was ac- quired, by contributing to the relief of the families of their lefs fortunate brethren, and others hot of the profeffion, who are benevolently difpofed, confidering what benefits they derived from it, will by means of this edabliflimcnt, have it in their power to exercife their humanity by extending their bounty to thofe, who might not unreafonably have indulged better ex- pe^ations. If this inftitution had been founded upon the prin- . ciples of a Society for the benefit offurvivors^ it could not have fuUy anfwercd the propoied benevolent in- tentions ; for then it mull have had a termination^ whereas it is meant to be perpetual : or, if it had beefji formed upon the general plan of Annuity CompanieSi the benefits might have fallen in many cafes to widows and children not in want of afliflance ; and in others^ relief could not have been proportioned to the degree of real diftrefs, which is the peculiar objeif): of this Society. Should the plan be found dcfedJive in its conftruc- tion, or unfuitahle to the magnitude of its obje