PR 4099 f California Regional Facility THE LIBRARY OF THE UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA LOS ANGELES STANZxVS TO THE QUERN. MARCHANT, Primer, Ingram- Court, Fend, urch- street STANZAS QUEEN, WITH OTHER VERSES. BY THE REV. LIONEL THOMAS BERGUER. "Yc tell me wliiil ve wish (or both, my ruin: Is tliis your Christian roinisol ? out upon ye ! Heaven is above ail yet ; tiicre siis a Judge, That no Kiiii: can corrupt." Kino IIfnuv VII f. Art III, Scene U LONDON : MUN'!i:i) FOR T. AM) J. A LI. MAN, I'll I NCK.S-STRF.I.T, II A VI) V r,R-,SCJ U A H l', 1H20, PR TO THE MARCHIONESS OF TAVISTOCK, THE COUNTESS OF HARRINGTON, AND THE HONORABLE MRS. DAMER, anh through them TO ALL THOSE LADIES WHO, SUPERIOR TO PREJUDICE, AND DESPISING CALUMNY, HAVE TESTIFIED, BY TIIKIR EARLY HOMAGE TO THE QUEEN, THEIR SENSE OF HER INJURIES AND TIIEHl BELIEF IN IIER INNOCENCE, THESE STANZAS A 111 iN'^tr.i i; ri) r. ^ THE AUTHOR ADVERTISEMENT. " It is you who have put me upon this," said Oliver Cromwell to his astonished Parliament, when he offered them the last indignities, and embittered the very article of their annihilation with his ferocious insults. " It is you who have put us upon this," cry the King's ministers to their defenceless Queen, when they rush into both Houses, with two Bags and two Messages against Her, calling for secret inquiries, and erecting inquisitorial tribunals ! The I^arliament, however, has not sympathized with Uie madness of Ministers, nor is it likely to make itself a party to proceedings, as anonmlous in its own history, and (liTogatcjry from its dignity, as they are unconsli- tuliouid in their j)rincii)le, and unjust in their applica- limi. 8 So long- as the Queen might remain abroad, these violences were to he refrained : but the instant that her Majesty, proscribed and hunted like a wild beast from foreign courts, and even private society, appears in this country, to protest against the extension of an iiii(juitous Home-System, which, like the " Omnibus umbra locis adero" of the jVIantuan, was rendering all residences equally intolerable all places equally a hell to her Majesty, that instant she must be sacrificed for her te- merity. Her inalienable rights, her constitutional and imprescriptible privileges, as Queen, are to be surren- dered without a murmur; she is not to be prated for at home, nor acknowledged abroad ; but to submit, un- remonstrating, to the deprivation of all her honours, and keep silence under the ban of infamy. If an apology were necessary, for any incidental warmth of expression in the following Stanzas, the cruel circumstances of his Queen's situation will best excuse the poet. London, 2Bth June, 1H20. STANZAS TO THE QUEEN. I. " Right welcome home, thou high and slandered one, Long looked for, and in exile unforgol : Thy term of bitter banishment is done Thy draught is drained high Lady, linger not. Right welcome home, for thou art pure from spot. Oh ! linger not, but free and fearless come To front the miscreants who thy name would blot : Nor heed the treacherous tongues which bid thee roam, When thy whole island realm rings out RlGHT WEL- COMK HOME !" 10 II. So spoke or meant to speak on Dover's height, Gathered from near and far, the countless bands : And, as thy dancing banner hove in sight, Myriads of moving lips and beckoning hands Welcomed thy glad sails as they neared the sands. On land and sea the deafening salvo-guns Told royally their rightful Queen's demands : Like jflame through Kent the startling tidings runs, And villages and towns pour forth their crowding sons. III. No paid applause, no hired huzzas were thine : The warm, full heart ran over at the eyes. Through that long, living, and unbroken line Where every age, and rank, and sex, and size. Sent shout and sob alternate to the skies. Plough, spade, and flail were left the field and grove- The hind to meet thee, and to bless thee, flies : From coast to capital the masses move In one tumultuous throng of triumph, joy, and love. 11 IV. She comes, she comes the Queen, too long estranged Abroad insulted, and at home belied : She comes! viiih features, as her fortunes changed Her blue eye flinging far on every side The long, glad glance of gratitude and pride. Open thy gates, thou City of the Throne, A partner comes, its splendors to divide : Grace, favor, lenity, she calls for none. But all unchampioned comes, and seeks her rights alone. V. Single, but strong in innocence ! as erst. The immaculate Hebrew glory of her time Daring her false accusers to their worst. Stood at the judgment-seat, in beauty's prime, *CnHLCiAs' convicted daughter clear from crime ! Bui her tears called to heaven and thim shall call Against the traitors who thy soul would lime : Let not their dark divan tliy heart appal, Tiinu dost not friendless stand thou shalt not helpless fall. * Susanna. 12 VI. Kiug^s cater not for headsmen as erewhile, When the axe wept with one continual flood, And hate in daylight smote, nor needed guile : That golden age, that carnival of blood High holiday for Moloch, and his brood When Pembroke pleased the monster-king, who fed The scaffold with the delicate form he woo'd : Bright in her throne, and stainless in her bed. Wife, queen, and victim all to that dark man of dread ! VII. He might have loathed her now, nor dare to touch her Though his wrath writhed him, impotent to kill : The heart, but not the knife of Boleyn's butcher, Inhuman, may revive but harmless still ; Compelled to spare, though ever prompt to spill ! Yet would thy firm soul still disdain to fly, Dear Queen, begirt with treachery and ill ; And scorn to live disgraced, and beg to die. If honour might not shame, and truth confound a lie. 13 VIII. True, thou hast lost thy guardian : He is gone, Who stayed thy footstep on life's slippery steep, And let thee, trembling, lean against his throne : Who wiped thy wetted cheek when thou wouldst weep, And put the hiss of infamy to sleep. Who as his reeling reason went and came While the dim lamp could one faint glimmer keep, Employed it still, regardless who should blame, To findicate his niece, and put her foes to shame. IX. Ves ! He is fallen the column of thy trust Rock of thy hope, and buckler 'gainst the blow : Pf'iice to the dear and venerable dust : Fate's awful fixture, permanent in woe. Silent he stood, and scarce was heard to go ! Like the dead oak, which falls not drear and lone! \f vsterious monument of himself below. He died before he dropped God's will hk donk ! Blinded in sii^ht and soul eclipsed in sense and sun. 14 X. Yet, laiiit not Thou: a Nation's love shall be Thy shield and buckler, in the Sovereign's stead : Uncle, and friend, and father still to thee, In vain shall slander's traitorous bolts be sped. And hatred strike at thy protected head. Well was it done, and boldly, to return. Nor by thy Counsellors check'd, nor theirs, misled ; Abjured cajoled and threatened, well to spurn Briber and bribe at once and home indignant turn. XI. My heart and oul were with thee in the gale, That bore thy brave bark bounding o'er the tide- When thronging thousands lined the shores, to hail The Mother of that lost and peerless bride, Thy young hope thus twice severed from thy side. Oh, thou wert far in that dark night of pain. When the whole realm lay humbled in its pride. And wept for Claremont's desolate domain^ Its loved and lovely bride but wept her all in vain! 15 XII. She, too, is gone. It was a fearful strife, That reft the promise of that bridal morn ; And sharp and long the fight of death and life, When England's Rose was by its roots uptorn The strife of nature, dying to he horn. " Sweets to the sweet." O, let not grandeur stare, Nor thou disdain though scutcheoned folly scorn If humbler grief to that proud place repair. To mix his tears with thine, and hang one wild wreath there ! XIII. But where is He the royalized and dowered Stalled, starred, and gartered, patented, and plac'd ; On whom its gifts a lavish ])eople showered. And liberal in its love with eager haste Heaped all it could, nor ever deemed it waste ? Whom England saw l)efore her peers enrolled \o peer himself, with peers' precedence graced : Wluil state expedient, cowardly and cold, Keeps from thy kindred side the thankless LeofoM) '. 16 XIV. 1 say not, if ihou hadst but one more daughter, The pensioned Prince perchance had shunned thee less ; Perchance in sympathy had crost the water. To weep upon thy neck in dear distress. And cheer thy solitude: that were but guess. All that a Sovereign's Heiress could confer, Short of the Crown She gave him to possess: Yet strange, how bane and antidote concur Death saved the Crown from him, in robbing it of Her! XV. Daughterless Queen, thou art not all deserted. Small thanks to thy Child's widower yet, not all: Even now, thy guilty foes are disconcerted Shame hovers o'er the closeted cabal. And malice fears her perjured proofs to call. Where, who, ivhat are they whence, and bow, and when ? Forsworn like her of old to work thy fall: Bring forth your corps of Douglases, dark men What credit shall be given to the paid perjuror's pen? 17 XVI. Bring out the scamp, Ompteda bring him out, Studded with Guelphic stars, thick strown and shining- Ejected even from Italy with a shout : Dirty diplomatist, no job declining. Ambassador's and picklock's art combining : Light-fingered, and light-heeled to shift the scene Mercury of ministers on his god refining Confront the scoundrel Baron with his QuEEN, And give him the King's seal for his improved machine. XVII. Xo, no : not all the poison slander breathes One grace can tarnish, or one stain convey The prostituted Peachums and Macheaths, Who lie, and larcenize, and swear for pay, Tutored to thieve, and chartered to betray ! They must be lunnids of better breed and breath. When such a lofty fjuarry stands at bay, To daro the iiazard of that dangerous death. Or even one vcnomed fang in her proud flank to sheathe. 18 XVIII. What ! when vice revels in the regal eye, And courts, like hot-beds, with corruption steam When coroneted loose ones thunder by, Lit by their own pollution's lurid gleam. Like fish, that rot and glitter on the stream When toothless, pandering peeresses grown grey Malgre Macassar flaunt in folly's beam - Shall breasts impure, and viperous tongues as they, Malign her better life, and hoot their QuEEN away t XIX. Loud let them hoot : but hence thou dost not stir, While yet one insult unatoned remains While yet one half-obliterated slur Leaves thee to foreign mockeries and disdains, And Justice still her awful scale maintains. Yes, yes a yacht is ready, sail and oar Melville to boot the King is back from Staines ! They'd hoist thy flag on board a seventy-four. And victual a whole fleet to see thee from the shore. 19 XX. Can this be She, who fled her subjects' gaze. And passed the Cenis like a thief at night. With scarce a courier to provide relays Mulcted of revenue, and robbed of right. Her rank disowned her journey but a flight: Who -for her oicn Ambassador was there ! Dreading dishonor in a Rival's sight Turned from the mighty City with a tear, And through its fauxbourg slunk, to tell her injuries here ! XXI. Can this be She, whom every office-jack Vied to insult, from Rome to St. Omer: On whom each Thing of tyrants turned its back From tools, entrusted with a charge d'affaires, Down to the sniveling consul, and the mayor ! Who set by stealth her unsaluted sails. And cast the royal standard to the air Oil hoard a runner of forbidden bales Herself forbidden mosl^ and smuggled thro' the gales ! 20 XXII. Concede ? no, not an inch, by all that's dear Thou art returned to conquer, not concede ! Let thy foiled ybe* give in, who Avince with fear : God will not fail thy righteous cause to speed, Nor leave thee lonely in thine hour of need. What ! dares the wretched junto of St. James Unqueen thee first, by document and deed. Then bargain with thee to renounce thy claims The rights they cannot sconce and barter for thy blames xxin. Prayerless and palaceless yet brief the date, And thou'lt have prayer and palace : that same hand, Which razed thee from the liturgy so late. And shamed thee through the churches of the land. Shall write unblemished what it barred and banned. Nay, more thy queenly temples to entwine The self-convicted Prelate yet may stand, Mitred and mute before the imperial shrine, To right thee with thy Crown, courageous Caroline ! 21 XXIV. Undaunted Lady ! thus, o'er Alps and ocean To force thy perilous and impeded way Tbou art remembered yet in our devotion : And wilt be while the silent heart can pray, Or seraphs catch the unaccented lay ! Thine high appeal shall not be made in vain. Then welcome oh ! right welcome home to day : This trial is thy triumph, not thy stain xMy LIEGE and sovereign Queen, Right welcomk HOME AGAIN ! NOTES. Yet would thy firm soul still disdain to fly. Stanza 7, Line 6. That is, in such a case as we cannot well by possibility contem- plate ; for even had the Queen been impeached, and found guilty, as Susanna was! his Majesty is notoriously too liberale\er to think of copying an example which nobody now follows, except the gentlemen of Turkey and Algiers. What credit shall be given to the paid perjuror's pen? Stanza 15, Line 9. This is no insinuation against any particular perjurors, nor does it even imply that the perjurors are paid for perjury : the case is di- rectly the reverse. But it being glaringly known, what kind of proof Ministers are panting after these creatures, failing to substantiate by honest evidence what would entitle them to their spy-money, vohmteor the pcrjiiri/, to obtain the pay. 24 And give him tlie King's Seal for his improved machine. Stanza 16, Line 9. The King's Seal is appended to all Letters Patent. The famous Barrington, w^e remember, invented a machine, which had a great run among his contemporary pickpockets ; but this Barrington of Barons, appears to have improrced upon the original invention, by extending it to desks and drawers. INFAMES ambo; si quid mea carmina possunt. Nulla dies unquam memori vos eximet sevo ! Since the above was printed, the miserable subject of it, hunted from pillar to post, is dead of a fever, brought on by fright and shame. The whole of the foregoing stanzas were written, ax\i\ printed, long before the Report of the Lords' Committee upon the green bag, as will be evideut from many passages. I dare not trust myself to remark further upon such a flagrant docu- ment, than that its Composers have manifestly overleapt themselves : and that, so far from detaching any of her friends from the Queen, such an obvious prejudication will only tend to unite and consolidate the people around her. It is the beautiful excellence of our laws, that they do not confound accusation with crime, but adjudge innocence, till guilt is proved. Whether the present proceedings against her Majesty bear the stamp of that characteristic impart ialili/, I humbly leave the seventeen Lords to determine. STANZAS, Wriltc:! i.:: a view of tl;e English Slioics iVoiii llie Ilti^lits of Boui ocvr, aii< fioui Bcmaparie's Pillar, in Oct(;Lcr, 1818. Like a sea-nymph beside her own element standing, Fair from the waters thou risest, Boulognk : When I pace the hii^h headhmds thy harbour commandinj^, I look to thy port l)ut its Navy is gone! Its flags are all struck, and they wave but in story, Yet I fancy tliee still, with thy fleets on the main: They burst on my mind like the shadows of glory, And f sigh for the triumphs that come not again! 26 II. From the scaffolded height of thy half-finished pillar. Like Shinar's, deserted before it was done ! Majestic, as erst when they braved thy flotilla. The white hills of Albion gleam fair in the sun. No yoke round her neck, and no slur on her honour, Unconquered in battle, immortal in song It fires me to gaze from such bulwark upon her. And I thrill, M hen I look from // laughed to defiance, \\ ill he writ in the blood of her c hildreu. Bs air, And leave the waking wretch t(i weep and wonder there 32 11. And thou art gone! J little thought to sing Thy funeral dirge, dear spirit: I, who hung, As if to heaven's own accents listening With a strange mystic pleasure on thy tongue ; Aye fancying in its tones the syren song My sick hopes faintly dreamed of! I drew near Once to thy side, and shunn'd the gentle throng : Ah ! litt'"^ thoughtful, 'mid that converse dear. What foes were close at hand : thy bridal and thy hier ! III. Thy breast was a pure haven for the lo\es, And virtues, sojourning on earth awhile : Blending at once the gentleness of doves, And wisdom of the snake, without its guile ; Truth on thy lip, and friendship in thy smile. Sure, thou wert dear to many : yet sincerer No heart, than mine, clung to thee woe the while : And oft, I wished that I had known thee nearer. Yet note, I wish it not for then, thou hadst been dearer MAZEPPA'S RIDE. Qiindriipedjiite piitrcm sonitu quatit imgiila campiim. ViP.OlL. I. Brave Prince of the Ukraine, high chief of the ranks, Who rein their wild steeds on Borysthenes' banks ; Tiike a shaft from the bow, over mountain and plain, Tliou art ofl' for the desart, brave Prince of Ukraine ! II. rf thou come back in safety, small Ihanks to the Count, W'iio saved then the trouble, Ma/,i:ppa, to mount ; \<) Tear of ihy fall, thou^ll thy forces decay : TIkmi art stiapix'd l( the satblN' lioli! Ifclman, away! 34 III. No gallant but thou may that courser bestride ; No leg, save thine own, be passed over his side : He has gained the deep forest he sweeps through it now Yet think not how Absalom hung in the bough ! IV. He faints not, nor stays in his rapid career, Though the frontier is close, and the river is near : Twas the wild note of freedom that thrilled in his neigh ; And he swooped in the torrent bold Hetraan, away ! His brain is on lire as he strains up the bank, And the waters fall hot from his mane and his Hank ! The winds are less fleet than that steed on the heath- Biit Ihe foal of the forest will gallop to death ! 35 vr. He has reached the tar desart he sinks on the ground . Hark ! the wild horses neigh their wild brother around ; 'Tis the home of his sires: and he rests from his pain, Where bridle ne'er rung- in Ihe depths of Ukraine ! VII. Ho ! rouse thee, Mazeppa! thy cords are undone; "Tis a terrible ride ; but a kingdom is won ! A inaid in the desart thy limbs shall array : For love and for vengeance bold Hetman, away ! 'JO FANNY.* I. Tt ES ! I gazed, I confess it, I could not forbear. When you stood in the window, dark Fanny, to sow On the shine of your eye, on the gloss of your hair, I gazed I confess it I could not forego ! II. In the toils of Arachne those fingers were busy, Too gracile to look at, too thrilling to feel: That so well might distil but the thought made me dizzy The burning hot kiss on a love-letter seal. * The daughter of a celebrated Iniikec{)rr on the North Road: wiiltci while staving to change horses, and dine, in Januiirv, 1818. 37 III. Methought that you chid me, half frowning, away, Then methought that you called me again, with a smile : And the sun of that smile it was sweet to obey. For I deemed that you thought on your gazer, the while ! IV. And deemed I not rightly, my lovely brunette In silence you judged of the stranger before you : His eyes on your beauty were stedfastly set. And they seemed in your innermost soul to explore you. V. Did you think for a moment his glances were rude ' 'Twas tribute 'twas homage you haled it not: And oft you shall stand on the spot where you stood, But the gaze of that stranger be never forgot. :iS VI. Raise an altar to love in the traveller s room. For love, in his travels, will oft go astray : 'Tis you, my dear Fanny, his path must illume. And beam on his footsteps ineffable day ! TJJK 1,.ND. Marchant, I'rimo:, IiijramCourt, Fenclmicli-Siieet. UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA LIBRARY Los Angeles This book is DUE on the last date stamped below. ,.r:OTYRL WG0 7' Form L9-100m-9,'52(A3105)444 X^WiV;{i2: UC SOUTHERN REGIONAL LIBRARY FACILITY A A 000 073 748 Univ S( ]