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Les diagreriimes suivants illustrent la mdthode. 1 2 3 4 5 6 PKIK POEMS AND FRiGMENTS, BY DANIEL HAYDN MAYNE. fforonto, PBINTID BT W. J. COAXES, KlNCzmMET. 1838. THEf TO Mr. GEORGE LARMONT, % Kds . FARMER, WHITCHURCH ; THESE POEMS AND FRAGMENTS ARll RESPECTFULLY INSCRIBED BY mS OBEDIENT SERVANT, P. H. MAYNE. 1838, TO Mr, UEOIUIE /-AKMONT. I Imve at Icrigtlj ventured to come forth, nnd coni.ne.ico il,e mutter by giving you, accor. cling to yoer desiro, tlie lines which, I wrote on the bla.ik leaf of your Buchan'd Doiueaiic Me- dicine, in 1831, The trees held out their bushy arms To screen me from the noon.tide heat, As far I strayed from fertile funns ♦Where peaceful children hold their sdat. J mifss'd their feast ; ah ! sinful me, And lost my way in yonder wild • ' The brambles used me cruelly, And deem'd not I was nature's ciiild. But sunshine follows after rain, Wakefield I saw at close of day, There Grorge and MargVet eas'd my pain, And made me glad I'd lost my way. * Alluding to the Religious body of that nara« b2 1 VI, Preface, ! ii An.l tho- I'm fur from Scotin's .hor«, Wliero iiniuro reigns in nspoct grand ; Wakcneld I count lliy beuuiios o'er, And soom ns if on fairy land. Then lei thy downy slens still bloom, Thy matrons over liind nn.l cheery, Rerivo tho trnv'lor clu.l in glootn ■Who sinks upon your green sod weary. Tho rest ofthe pieces with the exception of about a dozon pages have been written since, and regarding them, \ believe tho less I say will be .he better The Rod Doer, however, and the Deserted (.,rl, the Mark of Riches, and all the others, except those that depict a thought from a well kno.vn thing, have no other assistance than my own .nmginings; except it be, that the dis- per..ng of the Red Deer's Tribe at the sound of the War-cry, looks something like tho incident, of Wallace sending his men by t*o and two. to see what occasioned the blowing of the horn near Lochleven Castle, before he saw the ghosi • of Fawdon. The groaning of the earth, also. Preface. ^rand ; r, )m, 3ry, weary. ^ceplioa of tten since, J I say will er, and the and all tho gilt from a tance than lit tho dis. sound of 3 incident, id two, to the horn, the ghost rth, also, '" ""■ '^"'"go. »">y mako it nnpoa,. copied from Byron ; but had I road and Kurtl," twelve months earlier I • * vit. r, Ihnt I have flenven "I'ver would I'oii ;i subject, wliich Imve dared to have spoken u, „„„j„,,, was opened afresh by that Lord of I'oets. Tho Compariso.,., were written bocnuso I wanted to see, if I could enter into the .piri, of that kmd poetry. I would keep out .L Vo Dore only that I think it contains .some sentiment. What I have sa,d of Mary Stuart, agrees with tho character which the luto his.ory g'ivcs her and the scene at the Lake of Killoarnv, is tho prelude to a Wild Legendary which I olbn heard when I was a boy. I do not know that I can say much more to the purpose concerning them, and will therefore cone udetlus epistle, by returning you my warm. e.t thanks, for the unvaried support which you have g, ,„ my feelings, since the evening that I rested me on the green slope of Wakefield! where I first became Your devoted servant. Toronto. Nov. 1838. ^' "• ^*''''=- li 'I I Thi Wh Wil To Low I mi And As}] Thcr And Ther Seek OSa Be n< Lay c Upon Feel s As ye IiN VOCATION, n, b«„,y of your hill ye .i„or, nine. Wh.ch towcrinR lookso'cr l'l.oci«'»u Dj^uj^ I m ] 'III ^' let. e,v.„d which .„,„,« ,„y„,,, «'"w o er ... e Mill «i,h ,„„„,•„;, „j J. I " meel „ like a reckles, child. ' W AgR ;<'' word, like these, he somew ha, *ne flood of grief til in a And ruehps apart ; «ea of anguish Howa, o'er his heart. row^ Th '^« rnuses now, and Th '^ow he heat And e «'r, with hrawnv arm "ou- he vents in dreadful' a Thefi e. ^^'hich st/Il hi ^'jreafs, ows warm. n Then Huntor, then H That k Yc8 ri eeps me al Ere th ""'er, I'JI strike tl unter 'tis vou, '^'^^ ill the storm ;. i<^e as true. ree nights can cover thy form. Park rj«nter, I'll set Ihee .„ Withihefatofthyirihesh on fi re alt thou hurn m 11 crest, ( wild : — B of rest : It (}i rowf I. turn THE PED DBBR. I7 No nothing shall quench this desiio, rU do it ere three d;.ys can turn. 8 For false as the snnke didst thou creep, Thro' our cabin, when nights wing was spread, my lomahawk swung o'er his sleep, And left me the RufTalo— dead ' 4 You fled like a timorous hare ; But Hunter flies Red Derr in vain, Ere three suns enlighten the air, Thy blood must boil over the flame. 6 No war-song shall garnish thy death ; Ere that I will cut out thy tongue ;— 1 he blood coming forth with thy breath, Shall tell me thy torments are young/ 6 ril scalp thee, and then make the run With hot ashes strewed on thy head ; And that ere the glorious sun Shall thrice reach his richly decked bed b2 ill IS •iHii nBi, ,„g„ 1 „r my f.o|,n^, «,« hurnl,,. „p„,, . And IW ,hn p„«.«r lie, in you, Which now gorgt.s forth to my view " The a„ ,,,„.j ,^^^^^,^. ^.^^ ^^ When dimly thro' tl,e night Which only shew'd a fooblo rn'y from small «tar. twinkling bright. Two ofhis tribe towards him drew A wending thro' the tree.,, i hat on the sloping hillock grew And nodded to the breeze, ' Anxious , hoy were to draw the shroud " hich sorrow wove away Anxious , hey were to break the cloud Which o'er his sick mind Jay. They therefore turn bis solemn paca Adown the hillock side, liiiil While o'er the gloriouj* brcnsl of ►pace, Night spreads lier mantle wido. Still ntjiror to the camp thoy wend, Where pine lights wave relief, As thro' the gleam we see each friend Oe'rjoycd to meet his chief. Passing the pipe they sit and speak Of plans which oft beguii'd, Oft tracing footsteps on the peak Of rocky mountain wild. They press the chilly ground at length,. Where autumn loaves lie deep, And rocking trees with giant strength Wave o'er them as they sleep. But he can't sleep, a heavy weight Is still upon his brow ; The spirit trembles o'er his fdie ; His life seems ebbing now. And must he leave his father's dea:h And pass so soon awav • It 90 TMK RIO BKRn. I 'Twas but a sich whiVh r . . is in l.;„ k '"^■'"e broke ' '" '"« breast it rose ; ■Twas but a transitory shod,. H's blood more freely flows; in rev ronce to the hour ; And dew drops wet the flower. 'Twas June and the Is, ,„„,,,,,,^. vvuh a merry roundelay ; ^ The bass and ,np,ejoi,,d,„^; '" '" '""•= '*'>'<=•' ".e res, didVv. The frog, 30 sweetly blew his fife, ^h. e th- beetle beat his drum And th' modest crir-Lo. i . ' VVn=n '^"^''«' P'eas'd with life Was Octave to the hum. ' 'TwasJune.andth'nightowltwang.dhishorn To mark the concert's tin,,, «'""'''°'-"' TIIF: RCD UKbSK. iii oke fe, is horn, Sitting upon an onk lre«f torn by lightnings breath Huhliino. Tuns June and whctlier the hcutod earth, Inhpjrt'd the constant roar; Or wliether 'twas love that caus'd the mirth Which ev'ry soft breeze boro. Or whether it was a Recret drink, Distill'd from nature free, Or wlu'ther it was the whole, let'd think, Before we s'op there glee. Certain it is, each struck his ht And yet, what man can sav. The song is tiresome which they sing, ()r show an older lay. For me I love a living sound, Especially at night, en death steals slowly o*er the ground, Exulting in his might. I love to hear the fitful wind, Play soft on leaf clad wood : nn g' Wh rfi 52 "f* "■!> DBPn. " h'cl, ,„II„M,, novor coul.l. "'"•' «lmh ,l,„, f,„ „„„„p_ ' '?;.'", '•^" •"« ""' -I< .ro,„. fJ'i'i'M* an ninpio ,.„go • love (o hplr n -.1. . ,,,. , "'"^' " ^lroninl(.| run, " "h im«s9umfng gloa ^';';;"g its own device n'po,, ' '10 oarti, so carolnssly. S- yonder co,nes ,. ,i„h, '"^- S'-'-n« .ho di„,„„„d ,„,, „, J^" glorify (he „ig|„. '''*';'''•"■'""'>" •r«vel,„p„.„.-,v And «av„ |,or ,re.s., ,„,,„ , " ' Mil' O look at h«r, Uvr grief ad uck <«vt Will («ll H luvmg lulo. And «io>v .slio HtnijroU.^ fair.i u,uJ ^j^^ With >oiidoi' wooing (.loud ; IJlow blow )o winds, yo vupourj fly, And furl your wui'ry shroud. Nnturo is rich und lavish now ; Then lot tho yIii|;,mHrd sleep, While I gazo on pale Cynthia's brow, And bid her not to weep. Paler she grows she loses fire, She's sick and lades away : Tho martial sun is red with ire, As he scatters the darts of day. III. The morning beam'd, but heavily The Red Deer still did lie ; And when he rose up wearily, The blood streaks marked his eye. Yet rose he up like warrior bold ; Like such he gave command; 23 I*-' .. k 21 V I' l« ii THB Rr.B nKBR. &" move hi, fearless band. 1 he deep gigantic wood, B"< Hunter's host ia not in view And »ho is then pursued. ' "Search out their camp... ,he body broke And d.rre„t routes they took ; ' ' 0"e party chose the hollow rock And one march'd up the brook. The rest i„ ,hi„ divisions, be« fcach bushy swamp and fan, . ButstUltheysawnotraceoffee; And heard but the birds that sang. The sun went swiftly down the sky As they scour'd the heavy woodf A«d ntght was creeping sile„,..,, As weariedly they stood. " As weariedly they lit their fire. To keep the bteMis away , ^hich 'gan to roar with savage ire, All longing for their prey. The warriors laid them down to rest, Leaving the usual guard ; But sleep had scarce tiieir Jyelids biess'd, ^»ien disinaJ isouiiJs were heurd. ^The band quick starting sought around, But all was stillness then ; And thinking it was but the sound Of wolves, they siept again. A louder noise awoke their fears, And while they stood amazed,' A dreadt'ul vVar-hoop struck their ears, And ail their courage rais'd. ''Leave we the light" the Red Deer cried • " Stand close and be prepared ; There's room in the f^rost yet to ride : This war-hoop who hath dared." It peal'd again threo s.v'ral times ; So close, they thought the foe, b2 25 !i 20 THE RED DRER. Was breaking in upon their lines, With valours hottest glow. But in an instant quietness hush'd, The whole, with peaceful rill; E'en brutes that lately roar'd and rush'd About the woods, were still. The Warriors gaz'd at other, b^ The distant light their fire Had spread on earth, and tinged the sky With sick and sad attire. They gazing were when on their flanks There broke another cry ; Another rang amidst their ranks, And echo shiver'd high. But no array of arm'd men Was seen, and tho' they sought Each bush and brake and broken fen, 'Twas silence still as thought. "Myself must go" the Red Deer said; '* Keep close in order here ; THE RED DEKR. 27 It suits me not to be di.srntiv'd, * Tho' a thousand foes were near." lie spoko and left the trouhled tribe, To mark his manly form Retire amidst the forest wide, On a fim footstep borne : And when the henvy gloom of night, Had drawn a veil between Their chief and (hem, they mourned the light Which paints the world in green. They mournM in vain, and them wo leave, To follow the Red Deer's track, Whose nature fierce did sorclv iritj knife. His strength with gaslias (jiainerl ; The panther of the wildenirss, The savn«ro wolf by nio-hi ; The copper snake with ugly hiss ; The be;ir of stiibbuni mi^jht. A hosf of things like those were nought, He knew them ail before ; But light like this his wildest thought Had never wander'd o'er. Yet still it above him swung, It seern'd the sick man's lamp, Which death o er mortal eyes first hung, To make the forehead damp. 31 ♦' It is not from my father ! — no ! He could not meet his son In such disguise ; 'tis death,, ha'o There's heavy work begun." Just then the leaves together flew, Sweeping the forest dense ; ^ %\ 32 I'lIK RED iiKER^ A'»(i 9liuck hi. clfousy sense. On HunJ he darted like a deer; L'ko cour3i,ig wind. J,e sped : "ecan-tcfrun it, srill Us here, All /JickVm^r round his head. " ^j;vy erne thou ghastly e>e of death, i ''t out tliy hateful ligUi I I>cT;m to h'i.n who g:we the breath. ^«iik down and mix with ..i.rhff to « I."" liKhtn.ng fron, ,ho I,eavo„.s .|anco And blind ll,y evil eye ' Let tlH,„d«r rattle ,,'er'lhy danco -iiid make thee prostate lie !" Or let the spirit of the deep Scatter thee on the air ! Or sir.k into the swamp and sleep And cease this dread'ul stare/' The arch of heaver, seems crack'd the rain I" fury smites the ground, THE REU DKER. The vivid linrhtning swings his chain, 'I'ho railing trees rchomul. Sufldcniy (he wind siwc fuMf. Fainter (ho sick ray siione ; 'i'ill like a npoi in th' finnamei.t y^ iiich n.islujb ere 'ti,s gone : So vanishM it and ninssy night Now svvay'd her rode alone, And the chi^.fva. left ia xvild nir.right 'Jo hasten hid lijoiaepi on. 33 IV. I'lie defij) war-whoop is silent now, The sickly lamp is croue ; The stars look sweet on heaven's brow, 'i'he inodn si:s on her throne. Oently she waves her rnagic wand Amongst the heav'niy train, Who twifdde lip the arch so grand, Delighted with her reign. u^A nni KKD 1,1.^,,. no «r,rceh fru8ts the hour ; iii« fuclin^r wrt Ic'soVr his soul, And rohs 1.,.., or his power. fWrvM, he turns his wenry puce iounnfs the Indian rump; i'e chuhhors up ihc precipice, And irouddihomur^hes damp no uirJUs i.s iu her usual mood As onward siill ho sleer.^, Ahlu/ the screech owl and her brood ^Jigl't wake his former iV'ars ; Turnir.^aridnreofvvavin^rpino H«ar mnk'dhisde«tiu'd view Crossi,)g a svvumpv cedar line That wet his wolfskin thro'; ilaliiniT upon a cliasm's hrink, His spirit nearly gone, i^H|earsHso.n.d his ear. may drink, ''^' ^^^n. heforc ris done. TUB RED DEER. Something upon lii.M nature fell, Which caus'd him sudden pain ; Suy dill ho sink hencath the suell Tlie blood nmdo o*cr his brnin ; Or did his heart rGfuse to plav, Struck by a secret dread ; ' 'J'he reason deep we may not say, Hut he looks like one ihal'a dJad. Silent he lies, his face is lurnM Upon the heavens blue, But all those li^rhts are out which burned ; Damp midnights soak, him thro'. 85 V. The blessed morn again breaks thro' The iron gates of night, And sweetly deck'd in virgin dew The flow'rets woo the light. The waters kiss the open'd day, Which warmly gives return, *• THE RED DEER, A A on the wave n golden ray or sparkling rippled burn. The robin iung his broken lay ; n.e liifiy bunirniiig bird l-'it^vv o'or ibc gcarloi /lower so gay Wind, open'd lo its word. Tbo warriors, rising from iho ground i^^iiquire about ibeir ciiief;— Not rinding b.ni away thoy bound, And search the woods in giief. At length they reach a dismal wild, And there they Pce him lio • Cold OS the moon which latel/smil'd; With sorrow in hrr eye. His long knife burnish 'd bright as day In earth a sheath hath found J IIiH feniher'd ,»!nme be.ide him hy, His arrows strew tlie ground ;—' His tomahawk is out of sight, His heavy club is gone ; TRB BBO DEBS . Ilia manly face 10 deadly whiJc,— Indian* you may gazo on. m Thoy bear him to tho lovely spot VVhoreon thoro village stood, — His mother is tho first to note Their movement thro* the wood. ** What news my Wild bird who is h© They bring like one thats dead,"— Stay wild bird, do not yet tell me, My heart is struck with dread. "Wild bird youVe said enough the hour Which troubled me is come» My boy is struck by demon power. They bear him helpless home." But Where's his father Wild bird say^^ The eagle's golden crest Which always lighted up my day. Comes not among the rest."— C ' THU RED DEEm. «Oh!nowIseeitalll-gon— gone, My buffalo is dead ;— Cold is the robe he hes upon, And colder is his bed."-^ '* 'Tis so ! 'tis so, (he demon dream Is fresh upon mv miud Allnighi I heard the da.k bird scream As lilt mocked the wind." "I saw the spirit of the day Overcame by him of nighf, Five moons which shone^eclips'd the ray Ut yonder sun so brio-ht." "A dark tree hitVd from the wood Our cabin broke in two, And then I saw it never could Be join'd to mortal view." "The clouds belchM fire which o'er me flew, And as I fearful stood, I saw him in his light canoe Stemming a stoimy flood.* TUB RBD DE£R, "I saw him heedless of the storm Puddle himself asleep, And then I saw a blood red form tfo fling him in the deep." I 'woke and then the dirk bird's cry, Mocking the wind again, Confirm'd me in the prq)hecy That rushd upon my brain. 39 " Greenbough," we may not bring relief, By mourning this with thee, And throw a veil upon the grief, Which cannot utter'd be. Go, go and bathe ihy burning brow ;— Despair forego thy hour;*^ And thou Old time move swiftly now And break the demon's power. Time moves, and hope which almost dead Had seen the Red Deer lie ; Began to smile upon his bed, And beautify his eye. 40 THE RED DEER. Began to smile, as on the green The joyous warriors lay, Awaiting in the sunny sheen To hear what their chief would say. ■' ( SPEECH OF THE RED DEER. Children of the forest.— Sage.s,Warriors, Bro- thers. Listen to me, and let your ears be like Ihe^hollow Caverns which receive the thunder of heaven. The secret of my stroke is now with me ; the eyes of the Red Deer are opened— What mat- tered it that I fearlessly ranged the wood for Hunter; or bore myself like a panther of the fo- rest. What tho' I dreaded not the bolls of light, and disregarded the knotted trunk of darkness :' What tho' I piled me a store of scalps, and made my name an echo to my fathers — A handful of light shivered my impulse, and the sound of a voice broke my understanding. I lay with the TUB RED DBBR. 41 snake and the marsh-load,— but I lay in the sight of heaven. I can scarcely drive away from my mind that I was not awjike, for the opening which rose U|)on my eyes, and the sensible display of objects to my imagination seem to warrant the whole as being above the comprehension of a sleeper ;— and yet you found me without motion ;-— You found me as you say, struck by the Demon- Sages and Brothers listen. Methought that I was paddlinnr mv canoe in the midst of a beautiful water, clear as the blue of heaven, and serene as liie bosom of peace,— sweet as tiie meeting of loveliness and pleasant as the thoughts of perfection : Like yonder bird methought I sailed it, that gives a dart, and then lies on the air, resting its wings to shew its happiness: like it I hung my paddle and gazed round me. A loving band, upon the sunny shore that Uned this sparkling lake, broke first upon my view, and made me move my paddle that I might c2 I 42 THB RED DEER. 11 ,1 If i jom then, : ,hey danced beneath wide spreading T2 r "".'""^ women «ung the dancing song I «<.» hear the melting sounds which came to me over the water. than "ihtl' """ \ ""'"'•' "'^ *=""''«• •'"' q-i^ker though ' T^ "' "'^ elance of a second ^hough,, a sudden sweep of wind blewali away • feather ,n the a.rj and then again I felt myself with the sweetest flowers of the valley. I lay among them not like a warrior fretting at the de ay of battle ; but like a little boy thai d ams the hours away , -awhile my scnels e woldt;- .r;j:r' ""• °"'^^ ""^^"^'^ -s^' -^ sun'^'n^'f '"^' """■'' ''*>' '"""''^ ">« -"i"g sun and I sa.d yonder is light fighting with darkness ;-„o sooner did the words escape me han the bodies changed their forms, and'isaS ofTa;h"T%'""'''"^'''^"''""'''''«'''-'^- of death, and as I spoke I saw a great stream of %ht escape from the arms of a mighty crab ; T#»H '1 TUB RED DEBR, 4S and the bright sunny clouds gathered round it until It became enclosed. ' Full of strange wonder I saw it approach the mountain whereon I lay, descending from hi.r|; a.r to the earth-still lower it bent its course, and sweeping beyond me alighted on a lovely plain at the foot of the mountain. I was over, whelmed with amazement again when a door opened, and the form of a young man stepped out, to which our children bear no comparison. His face was mild as the eye of the ring dove, and his proportion complete as the roundnes. of the sun. As soon as he set his foot upon the earth he cned Wabee, and I saw a lit.le boy running up to him ;- He kissed the boy, and I heard him say my Wabee. I then thought me, that I should go and soeak to them, but as I began to move a drowsiness came over me and I fell asleep. _ The singing of a bird awoke me in the morn. bov tai^' \ ''"' 'u""'"=" •" '' ^ «^'^ 'he little boy in the plam,_he was playing round a leaf '"••fa^-w.. 44 THE RED DESU. covered cabin. a„d 1 could see .hat he »va, a, innocent as the snow drop. While I wa., looking, „,c hright cloud crossed the moun.ai . and ali.r|.,e •nrf I fft:, sh to j.,in (hem, hut no sooner did i hog,n to move than Cor^.tCulncss fell upon me liie bird «s usual awoke me in the mornin-r, and the messenger of |ig|„, for such he now Memed, still held daily inlercourse with Wabee • and movement as at first related always sunk me' into night. Many a sweet note did I hear, and was as of- ten delighted with the appearances of the cloud, the young man and VVal,eo,-,i|| one day. The bird sang gayer methonght, than was its wont the clond wore a richer hue, and the splendour of the (air visitant was inexpressible ; Wabee only seemed differently from what he was at other tunes :-Me stood with his back to the li uf bird wh.nf "P ' ''"""' ''^ "'-- " "t 'he mn„,h f I u- '""S """y ■non.i.ig at the r"'r '"f '"''""' »'"' "'0 li'ile bird ftll dow- dead from the green branch. THB IlED DKER. 45 All now was changed :-ligl,tning flew and and s ood before VVabee-.l.eir dress was indes. "T '""' "■''■■ ""'"'"•.-'"" 'hey came w.th a no,se as if ti.e car.h was breaking and before ihcm flashed the fire of the cloud. I lojt s,ght of the mosscMger of light and only saw the men of terror running upon Wabee with crooked scalping knives : but he stood as if struck senseless with horror, and hid his face ia his bands. " Look about you Waboe" was the cry of mv hear. ; but it moved not upon my tongue ; the motion overpowered me, and deprived me of ,he I awoke as I thought in the middle of the night but could not see ;-the moon and stars w'ere iVh K-^r "°' "'"' '^"' ^"" ^ ■'"«'' I '^<^^ not on the bill among the flowers ; the frog piped and the toad croaked and I felt the smell oPa swamp. ■* I sat up motionless, wondering at the changes 'vh.ch had come over me ; when I beheld the woods filled with wild ronfusion ,--ma„ fought against man, and brother against brother • War 40 THE RED DEER, nb were not o,,,.o.,..d ,o e.ch o.her, but all '«e l.er r..„g„.. „„d tbo s,™„«est „,..; carri «»«Jll.egrc«tofit number of «cnl,,s. Something like il,e c„l| of ,|,o ButTWo ^ I I "ns u bovi br„l,„ . ■ """.ilo (when "<>y) Dioko iicxt upon mv ear • il.» Words ran: "Got nn n a t^ ^ ear ,— i|,e it " I „ . '^ '''' ^'"-''' »"d see more of "• ^ °'""""' '".v eyes but saw nothin. • T, „ f and . e L w;::;,T r' '^""^^'' "'"■ "<"-. 'l-e body of 1 w ""I "'*•""">' ''""«"• ''-o ran. Wit,!: ;j : 7. /"'';■- 'he ai. was g"i.si. floated ove::;I^^'Lr "'■'''' "■ ^ig-'. Shoulder,, said the Z, ^.liTlr' A beautiful prairie then spceud i,ef heV me, tn the middle of which 1 V ^™ M-omen,-they held eJl "" """y °'" t THE RED DEEa. 41 of an arrow dashed their pines tn »h- Shu, «„>-"» cluW.e„or,|,ef«re»( Tl„. ,, '^""^ ""^ "'" dii veil ui) to 1,1,11 • >] """-111 iiaen "I' lo iiiiii .— ihere is no peace Tl,» „i ■ since ,«u,i was a,, i„fa,.,. '""'' ''"'=" ^"^'^d Thebun,i„gofjoi„;.,, ,|ieboiIin.ofbmin« and the scalping of living i,„ i i " *' -«-s;int^.bi're::t:rir;^ an...her peop,e,-he,. o,d children .u« h. Ca'^ and\:::r„7i:,tr;7,''™'" '-'«--<>- a Dill-ir 1 "■'■" «'a"ding upon a P' '•"•• As soon as i turned mv heirl 1,» i . o-'od to me, the,, said " Where 7. v '''• »calps?MVheremyso,ir_w'''r '"'''''' be ;" answered a vo ce ' ~e < .'' ^^' ''"'"''' iru a voice, taslened on for a nr,u Jer purpose than to be torn off hv .h/hi ^ hand of any child of the fores"" ^ ""°°''^ " fied Deer," he said._I answered O my *'W 48 THE RED DEEB. 2 ""gh« Groa. Buflalo. .. Red Deer, ,1.0 tribe. «ro doomed , d he, "you have seen what we were first, but you saw the change which the milk of the earth made on Wabee : You saw the burn.ng forest and ,ho prairie; it is the present p.cture of the tr.bes taken from the water of truth :_iho rest comes. Red Deer, farewell." He sprung from the pillar and darted through the woods. I felt my hear, breaking ,ha. ho should leave me, and I cried Buffalo wait, and made an attempt to f.llow ; but my li,^bs grew ') tho tribea ^0 will go, 5re, bloody le tears of ut fly nor ^io pointed hen laugh- d scalps ?" irning my 'irit knows u." Tho een since and I told what we vhich the u saw the 5 present water of ewell." through that he i^ait, and )s grew i-YON AWD enow. 4g of peace. *Vi'i}ou go in search Jtwasbut the pause of a moment « Rod n. we will go." ' ^" ^^^"^ SCENE BETWEEN WILLIAM LYON AND PETER CIlOW. for^erl, Members of the Glasgoro Rostrum. The noise rose loud upon tho blast, And shook the house like peals of thunder • So fierce and rough while it did last, ' ihat Rostrumites gaz'd on with wonder. With wonder said I, and with fear, When Peter shook the broom on hi.h, ^"1:7?''' his left hand from his r:ar; While daggers flash'd from either eve 60 J-VON AWD CROW. «ut what ,Iid„ron«th or broom «v„i|, Or ,vh„, w„, ,„,i „„,. Wlmt tho' re,„ly ,„ 08.ni|, TI.0 fi.rMt king began to ronr And shako hi.s ,n„„e, but «ill ho s.aid, And all h.s wnul.fui ire forebore To hoar what his opponent said; Nothing ho said, but wav'd tho broom rhr.ce round his Alexandrian head, Then bade tho standers.bye make room That ho might charge the worrier dread. O strength., hou'rt fled from earth to sky 5 What words can paint the sad o'erthrow, Before the broomstick forced to fly, A Lion, conquer'd by a Crow ! He chased him round the Rostrum table : Like Hector rour>d the walls of Troy He fled ns fast as he was able, For Peter shook tho broom on high. NARCIRCVfl. yet Heceor «08 n, brnve a n,«n A. ever Irodo o„ Anin', H(.»ro : "'" '""" evil hour ho mil, He ortoti boat Iho c;r,.t.k before. But Lion never did boat Peicr- Crow, before in o|,e„ (i,,b, , T1.0 once he feli'd ,.„, ,,,, „ , In ambuscade, ,.t dead of night. SI NARCISSUS.-A F«.„M.... He vvaMhere when the tinkling bell Sounded lo„- on, he ear of the morn- When Iho r..m led the .sheep thro' , 1,1 II A"d the «he,.herd blew fi'..r hill:'::!' "VT 't"' "''''" "■« -'v" %!.( «hone And reflected his face sickly "pale r' he sleeps : let ,he waters roll on, And ,be nymphs sweetly sing i„ the vale. 53 FEVER AND AOUB. FEVER AND AGUE. % nails grow so black, il.t I rub tUem and Wonder ,• ^^y nose tunis so cold thu J r. i • ■J' 'urtneau is neavv mv ni,«„ r i • ■• ne pains of mvshnnlH.,-, ■ • ">'img, niJ. '"""''''-'^ "'^l'"-" 'ne with mour- 1 stretch my lir'd arms, and yawn at n,v Mv hp.i-t l.,i. ""y anguish ; 2 '"'' '"''""'•^ «<"•« «^ I pensively languish • i h- may no, last long, for ,„, ,;„.,, , ^^ . ;2 ' ' rhey quiver and shake hUMhe ripples™::: 'Tis on and the channels of l.To « i jhe fluid orthe liver. h^li;;;:;;::t;:r' Hath ™..d .ith the strea. which encirc^l While <.hjer my ,„.. ,.„., „, ,^,,^ ^^^^ Half frozen and dead ; O, disturb no, mv moanin. There s pi,y m quie,„ess, there's ease in ,^y gi'oaning. ^ But nature is working, she labours to free me i-hepurgerbyfirebcuds his head down .oseTme, J^VER AND AGUE. gj And let ,he change come when I may not for^o it A turn speaks it f)«„« r "° "' I OKs It done I prepare me to know it. The channel is open, ,he streamlets run clearer- The red^ann Which e,es me draw, nearer Id' S.ii. hotter andtteXrriru-r'^^""' ''"'Tntl'^'''"'"''''^"^"--''- My limbs are relax'd and my hopes nearly ended • Jned up by the fever, my forehead is broken ' No moisture to cool me, no kindly pore open; My brain hath got drunk with a drink out of I sadden and sink i„ the heat of «,rong passion • A p..cher of water is placed near my 'plr ' The harp of my sou, I hangup „„//„,„ J. I toss my spent arms, my breathing and moaninV Are blended together.^^ve place to%g:::rg' 54 YESTliRDAT. YESTERDAY. Let us weep for yesterday, gone yesterday, that smiled so lovolv n^ ci.„ i '. ^' down nfhn T ^ "" P^"'®^ *he arrows Qown ot her own dnv v«^i i u^^naa^. i esterday was all a lumn f'""'"^''-'- '""change her gold. The flowers o jcerday bloom'd fair-,: day I ,ee -..hered eaves. Yesterday blessed „y hea , 1 «' n.gh I sunk in ,o,,„,. y,^,^,. J wasu..hewor,d-,odayIa.d,.er.od.'Mo.her brother s.sters, fr.ends, where are you. Good bye ,v.,h yes,erday_farewell for ever THE FIRST PSALM. That man ;, tless'd who never strays Where counsellors ungodly meet: Who standelh not in sinners ways. Nor sitteth in the scorners seat. Who feels his heart swell with delight As God's great law he reads by day'; PinST PSAIM Whose soul, when planets twinkle bright Reflects a fur more glorious ray, He shall be like a bean.eous tree, Wluch planted by the river's side Bends down with fruit luxuriantly. Decking with love the garden wide. No wither'd leaf can grow upon 1 ho gerrne which God delights to rear- And hghted by a conslant sun, '°''"' Tile good man hath no ills to fear. But oh ! the sinner unrefined Inhohness, shall deep deplore ; And dnven by the dreadful wind, i^ie, wreck'd upon a fearful shore. They never could endure the blaze, Wh.ch nghteous Judgment st.ll creates • Tbey shal no. mi. with those whose i Invite them up to Zion's Gales. For God is just, and knows his own • He v,ews their open hearts with jL. But he that s with sin n'»r "^^ ' oi .1 J- oer grown, J>iiall die and peri?h utterly. 55 jji. .;/ 5G P? I I .1 J tii 11 ili^f'' »M MAHK OP HICIIBS. THE MARK OF RICHES. A care worn man, in sullen mood H.8 I.Ule house lay i„ a ^^^d. ^ ^ ^' Thro which he wends his weary way "^d "'',">'"'«''">'«•»<"'" shone And «m.l'd so lovely ,hro' .he trees N.ma„,igh.,hinki.,ook'dupr • S.ch <.eep distress, a, mor Jsees. "Is it for me," he sadly said To^^-Xtrmtsr^--- And hide my thoughts i„',o„„,,,, ^^^„ "Is any thing for me I feel. Are wants like mine no cluse for woe • ' Has fa,e not turn'd my very keel, ' And drenched my sails i„ depths be-ow " i THK MAnK OP KICBES, " A flag of we,.k distre,.,,-is seen To wave a l,ove my crooked Jot, But sl,o„ls and rocks tl.a, Jie between, Jveep back each inleresled bout." " '''f * ^"'••''y f'"o has taken me For some one else she ought .0 know And wherefore should I sl.ive to be Myself, and bear another's blow." He walk'd along, the p|„„o.s stole Towards the earth, the yellow moon Reflected fainter rays, the whole Of natures brightness 'gan to gloom. He walk'd still walkM,i,,,,„v My Imeamenta upon your face. A«d,fuhadnothappen'dso, % milk in time had prov'd thy race. •' "So why repine at nature child, Thvn, ^7""° ""^'""'S'' 'he scene . Thy mortal feelings must run wild , No garden wall could keep ,hem o » '%l Tlli MARK OP niCHES. Bullet me change it"_,o„jh,ye«r Upon a hollow wi.her'd hand ; Let brighter rays deceive tl.e view • ^'' ""'""ts deck a barren strand," The words seunny Nature's ear, .he while. The next, the spectre vanish'd quite ' As up he lifted mis'ry's mite ; Larger than other mites indeed- Yet st.ll he thought upon his creed .^' B« conscience vanish'd heeds him „ou '"f'^^Wd the gt^ater part, And ,„ h.s hat he pu, the rest, ^her. wah a palpitating heart He rais'd the gift his soul loVd best. B^scarcely had he fix'd it on H.S head, when down the metal feB I-eavng a trace, which look'd upon M'ght ten the mind 'twasmid.;;;;,,p,„. 5» •f 00 feMn^ •"Its MAHK OP nicllE,. H.. jetty loclca^ere burnt away, And farther up |.i, U..d ,v„A„,e ; B"' '•«'.„ ,„ek,, or lock, of g,„y »-'-br.u„, not; vile gold'., L care. He kept it, us'd it, and seem'd great • «- did it „.„Ke ,,n. h„ppy_'„r • H.s health no better is ,■ his f,„e. i ho seen in sunshine, looks in woe. The earth is earth, and he is „an. Deluded by a baneful Mif In vain .he tempter gilds e^ch plan, The mem'ry knou., when all's „o, rfgh. The cursed mark is on his head : And thro- his heart n worm is eating ^ TheAro«,,eri»feVy tends his bed^^' And holds his fate in its own ke ping. 81 SIMON BLACK. ^^i^'-The Man of the Bow. Alias-The Gore of Toronto. (a fragment.) Scene 3rd-S,„,o„., fl-<,„,,, .,.eer"'""'"''P'"'S-"-nWco..; p. Simon, ^ tre, fire, the flames are spreading o'er my bed • Where rny wife and children Ld aZp^ I ii break the windows to make a noieel ^ * (Strikes the air and runt off.) Enter Mrs Black. Ihearda„oise-»Simonisnotinb*dt Whatmay this tend to? Reenter Simon. ^ Simon, no: r never made „p my books on Sunday, - If they were .„,he house .-.was not „e 1 never swore to crush the fallen man ; He swung me .hrice and broke my button, tho'. 62 It SIMON BLACK^ So in Goers name begone, Vm not your man I attend to the ordinance.. Mrs, B, O woeful was the day I left the Highlands ! Simon, ■Tis lio. 'tis lio, '.is lio : Light foil preciou. Ocr .1,0 lulls (hat day; the veil of darkness .A««8.s me as well as iho roho of light ! By day I pull my hat upon my brow : Projected plots assisted me (hat time To carry you lightly from the Highlands. Mrt. B. ^^ ■ °'" ' [wrings her hands.] Simon » Three hours sTcep is enough : who says no ? The more honour belongs to me From my own industry. - Simon. Mrs, B. h r' our roan : SIMON BLACK. 03 blonds ! nclous irknoss t! ids. hands.] ^s no 1 Simon, Ivo often heard ,h„ shutting „f „y ehe« , >Vl.en .ha. «y back i, .„„,d, ^ho peep, i', u^ (nroam clmngos.) huch my bunons ; ..s.„.,,i,„ „,„,^ ,,^ , ^^^.^^ Mrs, U woman, sinned firs., and bears the load. Since frotn the beauteous garden she was dWvcn. Re-enter Simon, Simon. That's right-my chest is safe and n,; receipts- My longest stocking., too, arc nil secure ' , °f"S^ fi"''' -"'' Joilars : fiery HutJhins S "ke mo with specie, and ninoLry out |1 view thke the harvest moon shinin... [VValks apart and returns ,vith a sl,c%'s head and p „k, ....rows the p,uck over iLhou, der, and speaks to the head, fancying it , , ^ Simon. O learn me how »b look like silver • 1% name. 'tis true, is Black, and „;thing white .' fM •IMON BL.tCK. My •orvBnta .ay can own ,m, ; lot ,hen. .ee, « gl.«« poor Mi?; evtJ,:::"r^•'""'''"^'"''''^^-.• May i.kew,«e ^uk^ ,.cr borrow burst anew. She could not feel an envious grief -0 n„ Th...™ber/eret.:c2.r3:r::,„„ '"'o^elTr'rn^rr''^'^^^''"'--'^-"''. While eeo tX= '''^-'y '°ves .0 own ; iove thro castles ivy grown. T'To palaces wh" ^e? "f,"''''' "-"^^'^ <«--. O'er all that's fa r f oJl, r^"""'^' ''"'^ "' "^o"" Iceland to the line. And yet she seems to ffrieve • O i i Give over (hv . f " '"^'''y "oo". Before thi n ^ "P''"""' "'"' ^'^o ""e bow ■TO CTNTMU. 71 And What, thy silver i, more chaste than o« 1 hat, yellow grown, and kills with it, display Great Liberty adores thee on each shore. But slavery hath liuk'd itself with day. Thou art the choice ofheav'n. the sweetest face, That ever look'd en every thing complete , Dm chmbst the sloping sky with such a grace, O Ihou art she, a lone iieart loves to greet. But hark what noise ! O 'tis the fiery Sol All red with rage, because of thy delay; The stars are turning pale, ,hey hear the roll «is muffled drum is making ; do not stay. Upon a pillar of the mighty east He seems to linger ere he thunders on • And now he beats again,_',is daylight's feast ; J he guards are changed, the host of heaven is gone. I • i • ^e. owe. boa.. ,.«jf t; LS:^^^^^ I -an ,0 differ from the' Kings ..ITL'. J!! f '! r, y.>f;' I TO HAxN VE DERE. * ?r "r"*:''' ""'""' ""'I ""-nders roll • His ir'"''^""^'""^^ "-head ' , ^'ff' '■" poison ,o ,hy soul, ' And leaves thy spirj, dead. Too late alas; .he .spell will break, _J^or gold dust blinds thy view ; • Senacherib, ft t J « '■i HAN VE DERB. The rosy apple hides a snake, Which wounds thee thro' and thro'. Tho' brimstone flash across *his bed, And henbane mark his v/ays, He strings thee with a silken"' thread And on thy feeling phiys. Wounded and captive made ; entrapp'd, Like any silly hare j Handcuffs upon thy wrists, kidnapp'd ;- Shame on the Han ve Dere. Shame on thee and thy freedom too ; Ve Dere I know the well j Thy politics are old or new,' Just as thy inlVests swell. To late the spell will break which charms Dissimuiative clay ; Thy conscience speaks in dread alarms But darkness kills the ray. And thou art what I first opined, * Senaoherib. D 73 & :^l im 74 C0MPAIW80M. • •! Iji : v*t T1.0 now ,00 plainly ,,„„ . The fibrea break wbid. braced ,hy ™i„d fhey break like tendril,, green. For he ,hat soones, s.ella with pride ihe soonest loses wind Wben^ fortune kicks hi.„;„ .he side And tells him he is blind. COMPARISO.VS. Wy love IS sweeter than th^ m„ • When dew drops lay Z Z: rir % love is fairand when the dew Jpsr^'' Before the mighty sun, so lost am I ' ' Forced by a worldy power to leave my rest To qu.t the glowing lips and snowy Treast To ban.sh me from kisses ne-Wy born ' And mo.sf as honey suckles in the n.orn. My love is pure she hath an open brow Whenwhitecloudsdrawthegazeofheav'nslove, It be A 801 Mylc The I So rot And y 17)e g No mc My lov Like m And \o\ The sis The Gr Her per While g To hide For shoi And hloi *The sec The 8uul Menn COMPARISONS. !' '•*"''• •!' "■"«'«» 'oftly over me ; A .oul „ .„ that bro«.,_',i, that I ^ee, My love i, fair her neck is smooth and long. ana solt,— no velvet may comDar« And vet so fnU ^crc • ^"i"pare, yet so full of l.fe v.ew nature there : 1 he gent e swan you need not bring ,„ ;e No model but her own I choose to sC My love is fair she hath a melting eye L.lce.r.orning star which beautifirs tie sky Ad lovely union natures fairest queen ^' The ststerofmild peace, reigns tlrrserene. The Graces tend mv love she steps so free Her person seems the mould of symme^! To lude hat bosoms power and shade the tht For sould a zepl,yr touch her breast divine • And blow the ve,l aside ,-Love's fane is thine. •The sea nymph combing down her golden hair • The^uubeams sparkling on the diamonds there ;' • Mermaid. 75 h m'" 76 k9 AM OLD man's wail. The beamy of |,or voice as sweet shoiing. 2«"""'S 'ho wafers whicl. rcpon.ive rings, Aro no comparison ; no «,.iri, sw, -ps, <-iiiJo o cr (ler :— duyd slie slecpt, Tdo l,!v nnr) tl.r. roso which .s ,gc,s snv Are fl,..HiMp ,.n,|,|,,,,, „, |j,-^, „.^„^^i^,;, j_^^.^ Do no, .U,„H. ,„v „,„„g,„^_ ^^,,^^^^^,_ ,_^^ ^^^_^^ i he blessings ofannge come in an l.our. ''•I'e glorious pri.le oCsnmmer, rear'd by spring • J he «orrowo'er,he ear.h which dead leaves bnogi And rmhiess " winter folding u,. the scene," fliny shew the sitnily of verdnre green •— 'r,s lost on me :_I-ve summer while she's near Her absence makes my joy like winter drear. AN OLD MAN'S WAIU I care not for the summer's breeze, Nor all the riches autumn brings; Sickly the 'oaves of yonder trees, Yes sick appear all earthly things- power* s near ear. AN OLD Man'« wail. For lam Old. Ay -dim shines on The sun eterna. o'er my head ; The stars [ lov'd to see are gone. For them I no more quit my bed. My body's bent I feel no more Celestial air from out the sky «low on my face, which once looked oer Creation wide, with cheerful evo • My body's bent, I feel the wind ' Which sweeps the earth salute my brow •-. Darkly It strikes alike m, mind,- It makes my spirit waver now. But yet I should not doubt altho' My mi id and body seems to sink, Into Che earth the thought were woe, 1 hat nafure on creations brink, Should leave a blank, and t T || 'try To think my spirit ne'er can dit. Fo" tho' this bending startles me As if pointed nut my bed, Yet to lie there eternally DB 77 %AM I * m 78 It TIIB DRDCitTEo GIBL. !• more than all my f.«r«lmvo .aid: t-'oKl'i o.,c« luok „|, „„j vio« the sky. TlIK Dr;si:ilTI;|j GIUL. "cr nproM «,ring,, ,v,„.ld scarcely meet • J er shoon „..„„,, ,earco gang on her feet, „ ''"" ''•"»' -""de reel the s,„„,„er „.„ ; When uvW, .nop, ,/,r ,!,e ruin VI «n,«. And cr.o,J '■ .hero's woe for .hoe ,,.or luss." Boforo .he ,,,r,V wi' sn.il,,, a„d ,|,„,,„^, Had h es.d.h„ earth and .riu,„.'d, he flowers, i ho h.ssie got a bonny wean, Which can.'dherjoy,andcaus'd her pain. Its feyihor he did rin awa, l^e the thaw consumd the snaw ; JiQine. ^ " ^^®'^*'» looking upon bis VVlic, AruJ I The I The r *• \Vh( Her ij Lotst a Lost tl His 814 She In Her so And lie Cut er€ The wi As o*er Have le And S|)r And rail " Yon v( The har TUB DCSSRTID GIRL. 79 VVh«n(hMin.le,sIc«fdr«ptfrac the tree. AntJcovcr'iJtI.rHhingsorrnelocIv, I I'e lasHic .she ilnl ..i^rh and gruno, ;* O whor, will he come buck Hg.ij,,." jlHMnoun,ru'wi,.d8«pokeihro'thcMloor. When we he down on a inoiionlc«ji shore/* "er lips where " scnrl.t thrend.s- were scon Lo«t a' their colour ; her honny een, Lost the soft twinkle and darkness drew Ilis sickening shadow o'er her view. She laid her head on her mothers pillow • Her soul suil'd away on eternity's billow ;' And her horn.y bairnie s.ibbed and wept ' Cut ere midnight the wee thing stifly slept. The winds that moun^'d for this poor lass, As o'er her pafhway they did pass, Have left the land and ta'en the sea * And spread their banners broad and free, And raised their war cry on the main ; J "Yon vessel will ne'er come back agaip." The hardened fej^ther s^w the cloqda 80 THE OBSERT£D OIHt. Drifting wi fury thro' the shrouds, And shrunk frae their threatening aspect grim For as hey passed they gloom 'd on hin, f ' Wh.le the winds that kept the war afloat Struck hard upon the fa.cd boat, Jill And the rain that rush'd frae the broken sky Bespoke dark an J ruthless inclemency. When a' was dark and a' was wild. l^.e feylher saw a lovely child Which feeble suplication made As forth it strelch'd its arms fo.' aid • And to its call tlie mother came, ' bhrouded in an unearthly flame • Who clasp'd the child midst the'deaf'ning roar And sat on a wave that rode to the shore The blood of the fugitive runs to his heart,- The hand of remorse wrings his feelir.gs apart • The ocean hath put on its dead dress so wh'ite' tI k u?' ' '"^" "" "'« ^'^"'^d night i- The bo d heron shrieks at the sight and flL i-rom th merciless sea to the pitiless skies — A thur The s( She re III sill r Yet th€ And mi When I Singing Let him Passing To theit Asham'c To run i His spir Let the i To see h THE FATHER. %% A thundering noise, and the vessel breaks in, The sea dog is mangling the victim of sin. She rests in her grave wi» her harmless wean ; In sil.nce slie rests 'uealh the sorroivful stai.e ; Yet the green grass grows short and hcmnv there And music is heard in the midnight air, ' * When the winds which ador'd her sweep o'er aboon, Singing her dirge to the watery moon. THE FATHER. Lot him bo hooted at by fiends of fire,— . Passing between their lines let nature shake To their deriding shouts ; while he confused, Asham'd and broken down, scarce knows whither To run into the boundless blue, or hide His spirit in the cloud ; dark like himself. Let the verge of eternity blush deep. To see her great boundary crossed by an •/''v 82 THE FATHER. Rarthly devil ; who destroyed the light Ofh»ow„so«landwaIWdi„hisgui„. . Stars let your expanded bea„,y pierce him TTnru. iU . ""^ J— sun shine l^Pou the marks i„dc,„ed on hi,, heart, Upbeforelir ! '"'T"""^''P^" I .o.e Inm.-Gemus of s-nse wake up ^-'ur matchles. hattery t. ,or„.e„t him . '• iTat;,''^?"''-^^-"''-''^'''^^- _ . ''• l^ "'verse cannot smile On such, —what say you j SpW' of learning :,Hug,,j by yo„,„ My own powers, and turn away mv thoughts Fr..npr^nd,ce, and wisdom of the earth! ^""' "f I'Shi-superior spirit ; ,!;""''■'■'■''' '''"'''>''''ne.ta:.di,,vi,.w - Hyd.,>,|.ork.„nWc.dge-(n,vsterv.ome) Place thee amongst th' hii^hp^t .f .'i. W(,„. „ . "'S"est of the angels, rT ""r *"'" ''««^«'"^ language say : n.y m,gh,y education peuc.ratet J ne SOI To fly M Upon ei Another The rin^ The nati Upon th( Converse On the s( As we all or lovely With the -^VVinfjs They coir Sadly w Sadly We cam Norf( THE PETITION. 63 The source of all my thoughts,-yet since thou ueignst To fly with ,„e thro- space, and set ,ne down tpoa each shining s.ar ; ,anght me lo play Another tune upon my harp as thro', i he rtngs of saturn ; we pass'd-.hewed me The nature ofthe diamond sun flaming Upon the mount of heav'n fireless and pure _ Conversed sweetly to me as we sat On the seven moons, and open'd a new book Asweahghteddownupon.hebelt, Of lovely Jupiter; dazzled my view- "h 'he glory.-Kul see that concourse : -VV.ngs gl.tter in the light of more than Larl, Thoy come to see the_^ger ere the i.as'nm'. THE PETITlOxV. Boys & Girls. Sadly we view the sun, Sadly we view the trees; We cannot laugh nor run, Nor feel the country breezo. h'' ' I I!' 84 TUB TETITION, i^'A The mocking bird may sing Among the heahliy plains ; The bird of crimson wing May hsten to his strains. We cannot hear him,— no ;— Fornver at our books, We feel u captives woe, And sadder grow our looks. Boys. While other youths may roam By lake and flowery leu ; Like sickly boys, at home. We drink the nervous tea. Girls, While scenes of country life, Charm other misses sweet* We fret in secret strife, Our heads fight with our (qqU Boys and Girls, Dread silence with his sway Mo But si Wh The u Wit While Mua Like a In a Like f] Whi So we Nor Unless With 'The wafer Plunging " O wh^i/e *HE RHONX. Moves o'er tiie waters deep ; But siill they careless play, While we in silence sleep. The waters in the sun With \ov\ntr fervour glows. While we with faces dun Must pine like any rose. .Like any rose confined, In an unnatVal state ; Like fine thoughts of the mind, Which- vanish with their fate; So we must look lik6 night, Nor hail the sunny blaze Unless you bless our sight. With two weeks hollidays. BQ THE RPIONE. The wafers of the Rhone rode fiercely on, Plunginfir and sparkling wiCh unusual ray t *' O wh3/e are all my ancient heros gon«, 8e THE RHOPrn. That made my shores resoumi with warlike phiy. O arc they pone, and is the spirit flod ; Tijul used to meet me feiule.ssly and free,— Arouse each son who hn.ke liis huher's breld » Draw oir that chain wliich binds you 'neatll the knee. Get up my fonming horses ; wherefore sleep • 'I'ho' hghts have vanished out of yonder sky • The face of death comes up my wild banks sleep; 1 hear the infant and the mother cry, I heard tUe sun himenting at noon day ; The earth was crimson'd-fear sat 'on each brow ; — My waters froze in summer,— dead I lay,^ While active life and death above me "flew. Break up that dreadful frost with fire and smoke, And let your cannon lengthen out the groan^ The sickly sun was making, as he spoke In lightning to the earth, which caught hk moan. Go on, g May r d Come wi With C( Lift hiirh Polish Unfurl y( Again Let me g It pass( Are glist' GlorioL My wavei When fr€ False splr Dark sp TIIE J^?jb.^B. 87 Go on, go on ; tiinie Lewis and his words Miiy novor rnovo >o,—c(.uio wi:h souiid of drum ; Come with djiucitifr pjkrs, '.m<\ fearless swords; With firelocks shoulrlurM, down my inuigin coaje. Lift high iho fiory brand and do not spare ; Polish the thirsty barb and secret Knife; Unfurl your penons in the wanton air ; Again strike up tlie merry drum and fife. Let me get up,— that's right,— I see the fla.sh ; It passes o'er my breast ; the bay'nets now, Are glist'ning with my ri;)ple^, — now ye dash : Glorious my sons, the chain is broken thro' : My waves will rise in pricV and ride in glee, When one shout more tells me my France is free !" tHE SEA. False spirit chain thy passion to that rock : Dark spirit bridle up thy roaring tongue : n ttiilHiM!l J0 ill w . 88 TUB SBA. Kip up thy banks nn if an enrtbquuke spoke ; Strike down the trees that on thy margins throng:' Drizzle the sheets of air and hlinid the sky ; J Part thro' Geneva's Lake like gleams of light ; Spit out thy foanrj and gratify thy eye With all that's fleire; l^ut urge not siaverv's fight. Yes pause, before you rouse the rusfic mnn, To leave his peaceful home, to fol.'ow thee Thr,o' desperation ; making life a span Shorter than u>iual ;— and his funily,— What of it water,~cun he in thy strr^rrj Renew each image ere he tumble in ; Can loss of precious life a trifle seem ; Or virtue suff'ring for another's sin/ Monstrous spirit muffle up thy drum, That it play nothing but a fun'ral dirge, For those who down thy wild banks dare to come- And headlong hurry oer creation's verge. * Were it for Righteous Freedon), n^y blue wave. 8houI( ri And joii ShouU Freedom You sc In ev'ry I You s( Like air\ Like tl Like stre Myself Yes, I an Denote And then And wi I meet th( In ecstJ No grand 10 see My heart -^ LA TOB fBA. Should dash the vessels back which dared to ride And join against you, ...darksome watry graves Should cover thousands underneath n:y tide. Freedom's my harmer,—! am wholly f.-ep ; You see the senjhiance of my open face, In ev'ry thing that's true, by tow'r and tree ; You see mo in the boundless world of space. Like airy currents I go headlong on ; Like thunder 'neath the welkin who lioldsme; Like streams of hoav'nly fire, I halt npon, Myself,— and deck with flowers yon canopy. Yes, I am free ; the curling of my crest Denotes my birth, when winds give me the cry; And then I hurry me to change my vest. And with them ride my horses thro' the sky. I jneet the lightning :...0 how we do shout In ecstacy, upon the midway air; No grandeur know they who have not been out To see earth rocking, to my wild notes rare. My heart is free ; the glorious morning star, £.2 •I ,■!■ ,, r|| I • i ' -■ 1_ II' Riaei from out my bed at cloie ofilay , My mermaids d«nce to see her shine aftir, Their ffold combs glisl^iing wiih the diumor d, ruy. My NcVeides skip o'er my fiolds of blue ; Eohan harps inspire thoir native glee •.. Plunging their forms, hke yonder whire sea mew They chant my praise and sing the ocean free. My ringlets grace the shore; and when I sleep, 1 he beauty of my bosom charms the eye : Wpnder SMrround. my hajls, and cayerns deep ; The moon embraceth me continually. The little bird that sings, sings joy to me ; I help to make the air which wafts his song • I breathe my essence on each gem you see ; ' And h^ w no sa.y ,ne once tH-nks absence long. O'er burning sa-ids I waft my co(Jing gale^ • In icy climes I temper rugged cold ; The world's a ship tp me, I swell her sails ; Yes, I'm the spirit of the «arth so old. 0ut let ih Some r And whoi We'll r *5" A patriot Id not f But mode Whose A stream Not lik< And list a And nil And see 1 Erect ;i Destroyin Burnirij Making b To his is it noi Sit don THB tSA. •I ^ut let that pr,99 ; move quietly till I teil Some of the leuflin^ traits, you do not knovf ; And when I ' open discords well, We'll nicct 1 nrwerso by the fires which glow. A patriot in n land whore nil is still, Id not fi patriot of the olden time ; But modern nil, -.a muddv runrjing rill, Whose pnrh ^ draws ihc travMer olThis line; A stream whoso shiillow bfd speaks it unfreo ; Not like the mighty rushing of the sea. And list again ;...view one that bawls right loud; And nil for love to the industrious poor; And see him privately, beneath the cloud, Erect :i tyrant's head with eyes impure. Destroying all that meet his demon glance ; Burning the hearts of those who wait his nod ; Making his household skip the floor, and prance To his rude mandule, and i|is iron rod. is it not a pity, that he should Sit down in mockVy in his easy chair ; i i ^, IMAGE EVALUATION TEST TARGET (MT-3) /. V ^ '^ / ■*«§ 1.0 I.I 1.25 2.2 m 1^ 2.0 JA ill 1.6 niuujgrapiuij Sciences Corporation 23 WEST MAIN STREET WEBSTER, N.Y. 14580 (716) 87i2.4503 iV qv ■'4? q\- f^ ^■^>-' . '^o- 'ii.^ f^ n THE BUA, And ea, the people's a.sU, and drink their blood; And blow his brazen Irump, "IVe acted fair." I know them well, they nearly cangh, mv heart, In my you„g dnys, when first my tidesdid play; When tyrant m,,n began to hurl the dart Dnve ,he long spear, and hew the flesh away. VVhen winds began to bring me the sad tale Of d.re oppression ; and my currents stroDj. Began o swell my breast, With passion pale, '' And hft my waves, to smite the man of wrong. J^s I heard the voices on my wave,... 01 ve heard sorrows drop from many a tongue: 1 ve wept to see black shackles on the brave • I ve wept, I've wept, when freedom sadly .un'.. But hark those fires commence....now ope thinl eyes, And see that stream which flows,-..for noth. ing spilt ; Fold up thy wa,ers,...cheek that wild surprise : Keep back that blood from me,.., tis thin^ "the guilt." T^B 8BA. ft ■^ •«• eir blood; ed fair." ly heart, did play; li away. (ale strong^ sale, wrong. tongue: ave ; y^sung. ' thine nothr irise ; thine And all for nothing,...lpt thy brenkeri ride j— furn here, and knew the fecr'ets of the fiea : For nothing hath l§ij{ thousand nnillions djed ;w., Frecdoni'd my Wgfier ; I am wholly free, .r LADY ANNE BOTHWELL, TO IIBIl IK^Y BALLOW, 'j'he shad s ofniglir are go k' ; 'J'he su I smiles sweet on thee ;— The little stars that shone, Have sm\\i beneath the sea : Awake, awake, in virtue rise; The vapors vanish ; ope thine eyes. The robin in the grove, Secluded tunes his lay ; The skyrlaiiv roams pbovp, Where pearly dew-drops stray ;.- Awake, awake, and break soft sleep ; Bright diamonds sparkle o*er the deep, ]Louder and louder now, Eeipunds the song pf praise } 94 I-ADY AWlfB UOTIIBLL, -*fr. While over henveti'g brow Thoro is a holy ,,,„^^. ._; ri'ea,risswoef,v|,icl.p.Hsesl,v <'e( u,, „„,| vie,v „.„ speckled' sky. The fl„„,,,, 1,.,^^^ ,^,^^|^,^j ^^^^ .^ An.l,lr,ssM,heirfn„g,.s,W; J l|o bee in gl„ry sips, 'J'lio honey (riilh'r/ng there • AndbwtercupsofdazzhnghuP," Have oped their breasts for iove to yoj. Get up, 'lis wonder all ; The lambkins are at play ; The fly gives yoii a call : And why so long delav ;... "y';';''n-P "-ay the power above. Sl'll «lneld thee ,vi,h his arm oflove . THOUGHTS ON SCOTLAND. And tho the leaves blow round my fe;,. I priced For n The Ro CImr O could I'dg, O ay,... Tole When I Bega When J At sc And th' Cove tVhen t 'Jo Ic And the Whi( bonn Tos( ggH rl THOUOnTS ON SCOTLAIfD. I priced fhe 8wnrd wi* happy mind ; For nalal beauty look'd sae sweet. The Robins sang broKn on my car, Ciiurnjiiig that sunnnieruays were fled ; O could its notes but rt.ach me iiere, I'd gang mair cheery to my bed. O ay,.. -and the mavis wih^d me oft To leave my mother a' her lane ; When modest ev'ning, gently soft, Began her swifi enchanting reign. When started up the lav'rock grey, At sound o' him that lov'd the night ; And th* streaks o* the bonny dying day, Cover'd the warld wi' heavenly light. tVhen the moudieward crept frae its hole, To look at th.e locks o' th' rising moon ; And thoughts fell lighlly on the soul, Which fill'd the hearts wi' bliss aboen. bonny Clyde ; why did I think To see in other climes a stream sis ^ THononxs on icoTLAirii. That might oVmatch thee ;...on thy brink, Why did my childish fancy dream* Round nothwell enslIeV ancient walls, (n nighily dreams I often walk ; At limea I peep into the hall^ And think I hear tlio bwlct talk. Syne doun the hnie in wild nfrighf, I hasten till I reiich the tide,..*! Then plunge, and leave the bird o' night To scream thro* Buthwell haugh, sae wldc^ 1 dream'd o' the bonny gowan-brae^ That rose before my mother's door; And on the height wi' looks n' wae, My mother stood, and wagg'd mo o'er ; But ah, a storm blew up the wave ; O rolling Clyde thou broke my view • I woke wi' throbbing heart the lave .- ' And tauld them I had slighted you. Why did I pal! the ivy from • •'• The The iv3 The Okind Was Her be Who Thebi Mov Coxing Toe That 81 [Pre Geokg THOUGHTS ON SCOTLAND, The tree which rearM its tender head. The ivy breaks its heart alone ;— The tree alas ! will soon be dead. m A FRAGMENT. O kind Creator, nature from thy hands. Was sent in modest robe, with virgin mien ; Her beauty tun'd the Chords of angel bauds, Who sung the birth of beauteous landscapes green ;-^ The birth of gentle winds, which then serene, Mov'd sweetly o'er the vast collected deep, Coxing th^ litile wave beneath the sheen To ope her breaot, before she went to sleep ; That sea, us well as sky, might that first vigil keep. TO THE RIVER DON. [Presented in manuscript to my friend Mf, Geokg£ Bower, who residtd on its brink*] M 9S TO THB BITER DOW. Don, Great Don ! thy river may seem fine To those who never saw a nohler stream; 1 by svvnmpy h;,nks may h.ok Who hoaufv's hno io fhose who ncv..r suw a hvfli.-r nreoiu To those who still delight in lowly mien • To me yoii hring the imn^ro of the s.-.nil Ihat crawls in passive meekness o'er the seene- Hiy face seems void of spirit, fierce and pale' ^"" g'orions when it dashor*, as a queen * Who pleases while she storms, like rain thro* sunny sheen. II. The ghostly vapour rising from thy bed, Like evil spirit shunning blue eyed morn ; Takes deep revenge before the sun hath led Her column thro' the air like fiend forsworn : And thou art left to draw thy serpent form, Around thy sluggish heart Celestial D..n, Till ev'ning falls and then the vapour lorn Embraceth thee again, and lies upon, Thy yellow looking breast, which agues many a one. Say didsi Or did To curve An imi Which ii: Say wl Conjoin i If natu Whicli lu Instead c A tren And glos Lie 8ti There's > Tliere' Dark rejj There el Theci TO THB RIVBE DON. III. Sny didst thou make that swamp ignoble stream, Or dill the filthy swamp culivon thee, To curve another link that thou mightst seem An imitation of those rivers free, Which in fair Scotland oft dchghted me ; Say wherefore came it so that fen and brake Conjoin to spoil the scen'ry one mij;l»t see, If nature had not given thee a shake, Which sunk thy poison'd pots below Ontario's lake. IV. Instead of pebbled bed and sparkling shore, A trench of mud marks out thy fated line ; And glossy snakes, that mock the diamond ore, Lie still and eye thee while the sun doth shine: There's warfare in thy shoals of weeds and slime There's death upon thy banks and in thy waier; Dark reptiles breaking one snothers spine ; There's noise within the swamp and curious clatter ; The carrion bird comes down to seethe matter '*:! 100 i« TBI nivam dow. V. For me, the cooking.pot has been mv harp Since first I saw the© rear thy sickly head | King Alfred had no weighty cause to cnrp ; He only apoiled the Saxon woman's bread ;— But I have spoii'd and spoil'd and wish'd me deLdj Thy dread Molairjo fell upon my wife ; Twelve moons have pais*d, and «(ill she' keepi her bed ; Take bacH the poison Don which eafs her life, And I will bless thee yet, and drop my cutting knife, VI. ril shew thy eyes a view of coming times, Wher men by order drain those beds of mud, Which at the present choke some lovely signs,' Of what we see thou mightst be; howlhv flood ^ Will sweeter grow, and lose that gait so lame; How bulrushes will change to groves of wood,- Where lovers fond of thee will breathe a flame,' >Vhich none will dare to quench fq^ fear of Hymen'f blame, llli 101 ^^ THE DELUGE. I. Tho cnrth lies groaning in the arnns of flin,— Thft ear of night id broke wiiU horrid din,— Red murder stuiks abroiid with brandishM brund, And rnpine lifts on high his n)on.strous hand ; The aayings of old Seth tiro quite forgot, And all the good that righteous Enoch taught. Tho Atheist gluts atul wallows in desire,— No altar smokes but that ordainM to fire,— Save the go«)d Noah's, while he spoke and pray*dt III shameless groves to careless youih and maid ; To gray.hair'd sinners, in the lascivious dance, To desipcralo women, who like deaih-firea prance ; To hearts of roughest stone in gardens fine, T(» l)a'ids of r< bbrrs 'neatii the palace line. To chiMiMMi lisping curses on their siroa. To fathers kiiliiig int'ants 'fore the fires ;••- To all tho giant kings who bent on war, Made havoc dye his rude infernal car. !«• TRW OBLCOI. T» lho«e who „( beneath the .hady tree.. And cur.'d wi.h ihoekiog oath, the earth and •eat ; To thoae wh„ how|'> TH1C DELVOV. 106 Earth ! O pureit atmosphere, thy breath, Giving so many yeori respite from death Must soon be alter'd ; thy transparent face Shall lose that wondrous glow, and Noah's race Will henceforth pine ; our oib wilh all its might ruUs down the vapour from that star of night. (The sun will soon illumine diff'rent air, Primeval fruits will lose their juices rare ; I The weather once so changeless, night and day; Atect the blood, and life run swift away.) But see it breaks away, tho' lesser far Than this our earth,— that rod disastrous star ; It darts like lightning o'er the quaking mountains; The waters rush to fill the broken fountains. Heav'ns windows open up their casements wide, And nature staggers as the fierce wiiids ride : Earth groans and weary on her axis turns; The globe is drowning while the heavens burns, i»fan looks aghast and smites his forehead now ; Some climb the tree, and some the mountaii^ bro^, 106 THE DELUOB. Half drown'd they meet, and from each other run 1 hey see not whither, knowing all j, done. Despair looks awful_K„vy shu.« his eves ; The gold w.thin .he chest unheeded lies : The glutton feels quite satisfied with food- The savage warrior thinks no more on hlood- The n,,h,m„re holds his hand, and ties ZL- IIowLng he dies on the defiled street ' Some tie themselves in boats, and ride awhile T-t^h^ope and fear, on waves that grimly Jut rain and thunder drive them down ere Ion.- The.r last sad shout, is their own fun'ral sonf: 'Some seize the instruments of Tubal Cain, Ad .stnve to sing obscenity again ; THB DELUQB. 107 |# • ♦ • ♦ ♦ Darkness hath coverM o'er the leaves of green, And lightning hiirnishea the watry sccrte ; Cliip ai.swers clap, as» echning o'er the deep. Cnu-kii g th« canopy, the (hunaers sweep. But siill the blessed ark triumphant rides, And braves the tiercest fury of the tides ; And holy songs are wafted o'er the deep. Before the elements have gone to sleep. * ♦ ♦ • ♦ Noah stands on the hill in holy fear, And views the rolling sun begin the year ; But downwards as he looks the fogs arise ; The earth seems alter'd to his wond'nng eyes ; Yet still it is o'erclad with lively green ; And Caucasus upon the north is seen Soft'iiing the glances of the Caspian sea, Which lovlier looks from distant hill or lee. Flashes of wonder rush upon his sight, And thrill his frame with rapturous delight : He kneels upon the hill ; his eyes run o'er And adoration moves his inmost core ; ./■-?.i 108 THB 1)ELUGE. While o'er his whiten'd locks the breezes pl«y Which dry the earth and chase the mists away] MARY QUEEN OF SCOTS. Would it might be that my distressed heart, And my wrong'd spirit, grieving night anddayJ Could balance all, and let my nature start, ' Upon a peaceful path a holier way ; The thoughts forgot, which 3furray sent astray j His policy no worse for what has been ; My dire experience turn a golden ray, To light my soul, and make me an'serene. No more to waste my health nor melt my blood, shot een. It. But ah ! the stanchions here, and there without. The warder walks, and gives me worse thatt woe ; Grim aspects face me as I turn abouf, And when they leave me, still I see them soi M MARY QUEEN OF SCOTS. 109 My own light step affrights me as I go ; In vain my maiden strives to deck my hair, It minds mo of the hluo^jbell hanging \o\\ ; Bending boneatli the (read of one lebs fair, Less gentle site, tiut thus fills mo with eating caret III. Would it might be that dark inveteracy, Were not his teacher, bending him while young ^o turn his thoughts from me another way ; Killing my hopes with falsehoods poisonM tongue ; Laying the schemes of policy and wrOng ; Of Kingdoms twain, — painted,.— a golden bait, Murdering nature Vi'ith a wizard's prong ; Raising a wall between us void of gate ; Thro' which my son might see his mother*s feeble state. IV. Would it might be that Scotia's horse and foot* Led on by Douglas vi^ith his spearmen good. Could enter England's borders, force to force^ £ * i' no MARY QUEEN OF SCOTS. And baulk the 'queen that seeks her cousin'i blood ; Take me to Leven Castle o'er the flood, To dungeons where Lord Wyms once own'd tny sway ; To Falkland's gloomy palace in the wood ; To castles by the Nith, the Tyne, the Tay ; To any place but this, for here Vm bleaching gray. V. But O regret is here, and near me stalks Despair, with features torn by anguish wild ; And, in (he rear, dark murder slowly walks, As if afraid to meet a thing so mild : Yes, my prophetic spirit whispers free, That Betsy has forgot King James's child ;— Forget, O why forget ; she keeps my key : The flowers beneath the window seem to mourn for me. VI. Would it might be ; 'tis come ; I feel the beams Of peace within my soul ; mercy hath come ; MARY QUEEN OP SCOTS. Ill _The feeling of the world a gcarden seems ; And nothing moves to keep me from my home; O blessed sense openM is heaven's dome. Farewell my maidens ;...farewell ye kind friends ;--- Prepare my habit Ellen ; now Til roam ; And break the stiffness long confinement lends: Rejoice with me, that this, my weary groaning ends. FRAGMENTS. SIR WALTER RALEIGH. Is it for me to be wrapt in seclusion, While the sun glads the day, and th* moon glads the night ; Is it for me to beguile with delusion, A million of dark hours for one hour of light. Time moves heavily, "desire faileth," and the body becomes a burthen. Lassitude sits 112 fRAOMEMTfl. down and (.e. up all .he mai,. springs; .ho ,piri, «nk;.he«v ly upon ,he hear, ..LZ^, ZZ pour .nto the mind :_man is unhappy. * TO MALTHUS. h cky pled so ,ha, green grass was no. seen It seems as .f ,he sea betwixt us should cut asunder the bonds of natural affection, so .hat •he hfe separa.ed migh. be dead ., each par^ To"''eaTh'''1."?\" t' '■•"'»P«'.-Joyful new. To earlh s old .nhabi,ants, and straight The herald flew ,0 ev'ry isle oflove With tidings. w , -Imagination wide More pleasure shews in distance, like the seen. Which nspa faintly where .he rivers glide. FRAGMENTS. 118 'ast little islands dress'd in deepest green : Maying with beauty thro' the senses keen. •'eeling my star ! I see thee far away ; 'hy twinkling throws more light where I have been ; 'by bless'd remembrance gilds my broken day, 'by diamonds in my breast ditTuse a holy ray. TO SENACIIERIB. What can chance not do T It can make you [break your leg ; can chance heal it again ? — VVhat more can chance do ? It can kill you ; can it bring you to life again ? Can chance cement a decapitated body ? No. How could it create one then 1 Does chance ever think correctly? No; and yet it is the soul of thought. [Does chance know odds from evens ? No ; and yet you own its power. ^ The spider's lesson sunk upon his heart ; He IcarnM to weave a net, and watch'd each fly In movement on the labour'd front. E2 114 FRAOMENTf. 8ENACIIERIB. Would it might be ; but ah ! it never may ; The pool still holds the stoue which broke id stuto ; And though the circles have all died awny, The plunge is written on the water's fate, And I am left to hold the thing I hate ; To falsify my eye and sickly smile ; To sigh with bleeding heart while others prate, Trt shun the gaze of heav'n, and anguish pile Wthin my burning brain, which throbs the weary while. ACT 1st. SCENE Ist. THE LAKE OF KiLleaRNY BY MOONLIGHT. LORD noNociiu. (Solus) The sun haih ran his course, the moon '•up, And brightly burn tlie litlle spark in;: ,iars : Tho' deeds of darkness need no sun'or moon, I hate to meet him when the day is gone. This is ^he spqt wljW Im W9 j^et, th^t oighl Was full My moon Riding lil Which n 'Twas VI I met hii Yet now The sigl ril drivt 1 cuni>ot i see hi ril r«st Relucia Coin® I {He ra (Lucifi Tho' I The ei \Vher FRAOMENTI. 115 Was full of %ildne89,- caves clang dreadfully: My moon wal wing'd fire,-my stars the foam, Riding like niaddenM courscrn on the lake, Which roarM to son them Oy, scaring the heron, -ruasv.in intheh avens to war w.lh earth ; I met him, and ihe r.ghtui: g shuwM h.8 lace. Yet now wiih hri-ht cieaiion iwinkhng, The sight recall'd I shudder. ril drive it off and blow the bugle horn ; 1 cani.ot souud il, nor do I wonder, 1 see his hoi rid lure. ril rest me on the hill. Reluctant tho* I am I must essay. Come hither sahle horn. {He raises the horn, but seems afraid to noun^ «^ ) SCENE HALVED. (Lucifer and others discovered in the hollow ofq ^ rock.) LUCIFER. Tho' not fit directly true to tell The eventful tale ofdaik futurity ;, I h^d a restless wish to see the place \Vhere last I met this fellow Donpclm, 119 FRAOMKiVrs. liut night Hill icurcely do. the moon mu\ «iart Bo mild and j,ale, grow sick upon my ovos ; Thi« gentle brcczo must change for something rough. ' • I'll nso my power. Lightnmg fly nnd dare ro touch thi^ arm ! Thunder sound your fcrrors ! None now to me • WeMI play upon the heart of Doi.Oi hu. Where are you winds ! I ^ait your op'ninff howl. * And rain lets have a pour. ConjoinUconjoinM, We II have a night, will shako the gatci ofdealh. (Jumps up and waves his arm. Begin,) (Thunder and Lightning.) DONOCIIU. The sheets of atmosphere do wildly shake. (Pauses.) No resting on the hill already' here Hath Lucifer begun his rioting. I'll sound it quickly,~.my resolution Else may fail. I {A wild blast is heard.) LIJCIPER. Reit ye Pli thro' the rock to Dunochu. FIIAnMtfvere strow'd. MORNING. Peace now bad fiunk upon the restless waves, And stillness hush*d the fairy maids asleep ; The ripples dropp'd by steallh into their caves, For zephyrs breath had died upon the deep,— And nothing now abroad did vigil keep Except the lights, which hung a fainter red, And paler, paler grew, and 'j^an to weep : Their tears on aether fell, a burning thread, And Cynthia strove to veil her weary head. 118 FRAGMENTS. He sought his love when the dew of ev'ning Fell cautiously upon the young floweret, And brought a coolness with it from the sky; He sought his love hy midnight, when (he earth Grew dull and heavy, eogcrly he watch'd, And turn'd from side to side his heated head Where'er the bushes caught the startling breeze. He waited for her when the twilight stars Faded away, and ciiillness broke his gait ; He waited for her when the morning bean^'d; And heeded not the men who pass'd him by, When midday smote the earth wiih powerful rays His dog howls where he lies, not waiting for his love. The Chieftain fell, no longer could His strength bear up, he fell,— And lay stretch'd out within the wood,. A thing which the mind may tell. Like one inanimate he was. And cold as the stiffen'd clay ;■— FRAG»tENT8. 119 ' ning le sky : the earth I'd, liead g breeze, irs lit ; sam'd; n by, rful rays, ig for his The mournful sight made the warriors pau«e, And nothing could they say. Yet light broke forth from his hazel eye, When they 'gan to chafe his brow ; But the fire which lit it was gone by,— Uis mien is allcr'd now. THE WIFE OF SIIEM The mn is mighty in the heavens to sec, The blue is lovely as he moves along,— Yon cloud ting'ed o'er with gold rolls powerful free, — That sweeping gust seems irresistless strong. BedimM with tears, great natura lately lay In saddest grief, but now an infant's joy Breaks out again, her night is turned to day, She smiles and wipes her beauteous lashes dry. O brightness is her source ! and mightier far Thin this great sun, which rides thro' space i« He. ISO I'RAOMENTS« Essence of purity ! the ruthless war VViiich (icrco winds make, is only ruKd bv thee. ^ the polish of the golden cloud is thine, And nature wee,.) ' at thy displeasure still r Fountain of loveliness! O light Divine! Upon this mounr,shew us thy holy will. Give physic to the body ; a loaded mind Can waste iiself, beyond all satisfaction Frail works, still father thoughts, not half so blind ; Yet Ihouyht tl.ey say is life and soul to aclion. Thoughts good and bad keep up a fighling fac. tion I And one might swear eath to it's native kind Concermng works.hath metal's strong a.tractionr l^et that be true or not, we always find, A foul testimony is bitter food to grind. And could we wash the mem'ry, all were well; Record* should flee away like rain from thunder r ♦•ttAOMBNtS. 121 ly rurd by le, lie still r ne ! • will. lind uion. lot half 80 1 to action, jhling fac. ative kind attraction: ind, ivere well; I thunder r ♦ That book of life no more the debt might svvel', Which justice marks on conscience torn asunder, f The star of light which causes so much wonder, Should have a whitewashed house to shine upon, Instead of lighting up a scene around her Of deadly gloom, and warfare woe begone; Worse than a dreary waste by Ignis fatuus run. But water to the hands O Pilate! thou, Misled by usage, could not wash away The stain which settled on thy conscious bro^^ Consuming life with its corrosive sway ; That deed hath dimm'd the glory of thy day : And like an evil Genius hung on time| It shades thy brighter actions, and for aye Will just repugnance mark the crooked line^ You. rear'd your name upon in such a heavy time. And so wash freckles white with pungent rad^ dish : tSm * The memory, t The soul. 123 rRAOHENTS, Let mountains leave the moon when fases change, Let spol, upon the broad sun swiftly van. if»h — Let Rivers drowu the foam which loves to range, Let planets lose themselves, and thence de- range the eye of regulation by their flight ; Lei things which be suem void, and therefor^ strange, let darkness deck her throne with candle-light, Or steal an hour from day by watching me- teors bright, Let all go right, and let the spirit brood On dark creative plans, unnatural ; And let my friend Senacherib so good Keep true account, as true as Adain-s' fall w For me i sometimes think I'll give you all : Jl'e facts I mean are winter facts, for they Seem cold and raw, and not congeneal 1 o heans which glow bright as a summer's day. Ail ha.l Senacherib.-.Cease now my careless lay. eschange^l iftly van. loves to lence de- therefor®^^ dle-Iight, ling me- FRAGMBNTS. TO MRS. J. 123 Thy patli is whore the sweet flowers blow, Thy voice is heard midst humatt woe ; Thy secret rild shines like u beam or heav'niv love on sorrow's stream : Pliilanthropy in purest hue, Looks proud to meet a heart so true : Surely the peace will follow thee, Which gtiil tiiou giv'st to miserv. all,^- illr ey r*s day 4 leas layo Invocat The Kt Scene I Narcis! Fever i Let us The Fi The in; ^imon al Martial Lines I To Ma 'lo R.. To Cy 'Jo Ha Com pa I care The I CONTENTS. Page. Invocation to Thought ^ The Red Deer, or Chief of the Lost Tribe. . 12 Scene between Wm. Lyon and Peter Crow. 49 Narcissus, a Fragment ••..••••• 51 {''ever and Ague. •••• 5t2 Let us weep for yesterday • • • 54 The First Psalm ,.• 54 The murk of Riches. ..... t. ••• » ^6 ^imon Black, alias the Man of the Bow, alias the Gore of Toronto ••••.. 81 Martial Array 65 Lines for Music 65 To Mary , 66 To R.,hert • ^7 To Cynthia 68 To llaii Ve Dere 72 Comparisons 74 I care not for the Summer's breeze, a wail. 76 The Deserted Girl — a picture drawn in Winter 78 m Pao\ TbePalher., ' ^Z The Petition '"'•• H TheUlione \\ ^^ 3peecli of the Sea ^^ Lutiy Anno Holhwell to her llo^ linliosv '/. I liuutrhts on Scotland 87 93 94 Lines* on Creation .,,,],],] 97 To the Hivvr Don n-r The Ueluire "^ M laryQueenpiiScQt8,.',,\\'.\' lUl 1U8 J FRAGMENTS. 3ir Walter Raleigh 1 , , Time moves heavily, •• • 1U8 • • • • > • • • • • • • • • • • • ? • • • • • • • • ? •• • T • • f • • • • • • • • • • • t • • • 111 111 112 113 114 114 117 117 118 118 M9 120 12^