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 The British public, ever disposed to patronize the 
 endeavours of the humble aspu-ant to its favour, will 
 not, it is trusted, regard with asperity or surprise the 
 following attempt at a new translation of four of the 
 noblest fragments which have been left to us by a 
 remote antiquity. And if only a small portion of the 
 spirit and fire of the fine originals shall have been 
 conveyed to and infused in the present version of 
 Martial Fragments of Tyrtseus, the translator will 
 venture to hope, after having offered the apology due 
 on account of his boldness or temerity, that he will be 
 permitted to escape with but slight reprehension.
 
 INTRODUCTORY REMARKS. 
 
 The general reader or tyro may be pleased to be 
 reminded, from the pages of Grecian history, that 
 Tyrtseus* was an Athenian poet, who flourished about 
 the year b.c. 682, Olymp. XXIV. At this period the 
 Spartans, in the second war with their rivals the 
 Messenians, experienced defeats and disasters, and 
 having known what it is to have an invader in the 
 land, applied, in consequence of an oracular injunction, 
 to the Athenian state for a general. That state, it has 
 been said, deeming the afiairs of the Spartans hopeless, 
 sent them in derision a poet, a schoolmaster, one that 
 halted — in short — Tyrtaeus ! 
 
 Now the poetical genius has often shone forth in the 
 warrior ; the " son of song" too has seldom been slow 
 to take his stand in the foremost ranks of those who 
 defend liberty or their country's weal ; a natural defect, 
 similar to that alluded to, in no wise impaired the 
 lustre of the name of that poet, whom a most high 
 authority has pronounced " the most eminent in the 
 present century." To which opinion we unhesita- 
 
 * See Smith's Biograjihical Dictionaiy, article ' Tyrtaeus.'
 
 10 INTRODUCTORY REMARKS. 
 
 tingly bend ; whilst an affectionate regard for passages 
 unmatched, save in Homer and in Tyrtisus, permits 
 us not to forget who followed close behind, viz. the 
 author of Marmion. 
 
 In favour of the schoolmaster's profession, at least 
 as regards the respect paid to it in the present age, 
 the same authority is quoted : — " It is admitted by all 
 that the career of those who instruct and form the 
 youth of this country is one eminently deserving the 
 respect and esteem of their fellow-countrymen ; for 
 the strength of a nation consists not so much in the 
 numbers of the people as in the character of the 
 men."* Again, elsewhere : — " instructors of youth — a 
 most valuable class of society, men upon whose exer- 
 tions depends the whole success of a nation, because, 
 unless the people have their minds cvdtivated and 
 stored with knowledge, it is plain that for all great 
 purposes they are almost as if they were not."t 
 
 In the semi-mythical account of Tyi-tseus, however, 
 a reasonable surmise would merely point to the pro- 
 bability of his having imparted casual instruction in 
 ' the art he practised, a habit by no means foreign to 
 the simple manners of the ancients. But we are 
 aware that respect for a superior and deferential awe 
 to age were ever most highly characteristic of Spartan 
 virtue. "We are also well aware that the most promi- 
 nent man of this age was formerly not considered to 
 be gifted with any very extraordinary militaiy qualifi- 
 
 *v. Lord Palmerstons Speecli at Harrow on the occasion of 
 laying the foundation-stone of the Vaughan Library. 
 
 t». Lord Palmcrston's Speech at Southampton on Competitive 
 Examinations.
 
 INTRODUCTORY REMARKS. 11 
 
 cations. Might not, then, Tyrtseus, without incurring 
 ridicule, even though actually a schoolmaster, a poet, 
 lame, and what not besides ; having, according to the 
 institutions of his country, been trained in the gym- 
 nastic schools, where manly exercises were appointed 
 by public masters, and subject to a discipline no less 
 severe than that of Sparta ; and having served the 
 usual apprenticeship in arms, which consisted in being 
 " sent into the country, to keep watch and ward in the 
 towns and fortresses on the coast and frontier, and to 
 perform any other tasks which might be imposed upon 
 him for the protection of Attica;"* have failed to 
 display at the onset those qualities which sometimes 
 prognosticate the future brilliant soldier ? At any 
 rate he challenged from the Spartan phalanxes singular 
 respect, if not veneration, on account of high talents, 
 which, if not immediately manifested in the service of 
 Athens, soon wrought a favourable change for the 
 Spartans, when brought into play, both in the council 
 and on the field. 
 
 The Spartans ultimately becoming victorious over 
 their enemies by means of the military instructions of 
 the Athenian, and stirred up (as was our own Sir 
 Philip Sidney on hearing the old ballad on Chevy 
 Chase sung) by his elegies or panegyrics on martial 
 spirit and personal valour, the mission of Tyrtseus 
 resulted to him in the acquisition of the rights and 
 privileges of Spartan citizenship, and in the enjoyment 
 of a celebrated reputation. In coupling his name with 
 that of the " father of Poetry" Horace has conferred 
 the highest commendation : — 
 
 *v. Thirlwall's History of Greece, vol. ii. p. 57.
 
 12 INTRODUCTORY REMARKS. 
 
 " Post hos insignis Homerus, 
 Tyrtc-eusque mares animos in Martia bella 
 Versibus exacuit." 
 
 Quintilian also :— " Quid 1 Horatius frustra Tyrtfeum 
 Homero subjunxit ?" 
 
 The war-elegies of Tyrtseus, whicli anciently com- 
 prised five books, were prescribed as permanent reci- 
 tations by the republic of Lacedsemon. Judging from 
 the few remains, they must have been admirably suited 
 to the Spartan tyro. Free from the stain which the 
 vehicle of instruction so often leaves upon the unsus- 
 pecting and less robust mind of unguarded youth, the 
 fragments of Tyrtiieus, which scarcely number one 
 hundred and fifty lines, abound with the loftiest senti- 
 ments. In them the love of country — of freedom — of 
 valour — of magnanimity — the sanctity of helpless 
 innocence — the glory of nobly dying in its defence, 
 are inculcated with " thoughts that breathe and words 
 that burn." In them no act of aggression, of savagely 
 making an inroad into another's country, nor a pro- 
 digious slaughter, nor revengeful feeling, find any 
 praise. 
 
 Several excellent poetical versions of fragments of 
 Tyrtseus have, from time to time, under various aspects, 
 been presented to tbe English reader. One printed in 
 London for Tho. Payne, 1761 ; another by Pye in 1795 ; 
 and Polwhele's well-known translation, need particular 
 enumeration. Also a si^irited but not strict version, 
 dated London, 1804, and University Press, Edinburgh, 
 1807, with the following appropriate dedication : — 
 
 " To the Martial Bands of the Britons, armed, and 
 arming, to defend, on British Ground, the Honour, the
 
 INTRODUCTORY REMARKS. 13 
 
 Liberty, the Laws, the Hearths, and the Altars, of the 
 British Empire ; these Martial Effusions are in- 
 scribed, with ardent wishes for Safety, Success, and 
 Glory, by the Translator." 
 
 In this warlike age, when the world abroad seems 
 "bristling" (as the phrase is) with new-fashioned 
 bayonets ; and man's highest talents are strained to 
 improve and invent the swiftest, surest, and most 
 powerful means for his own destruction ; whilst 
 England, "calm as the glassy ocean" where she rides, 
 eyes with confidence her great premier ; it was thought 
 with much deference that a more literal metrical version 
 than has hitherto appeared (and one adapted for the 
 use of the elocutionist) might not prove unacceptable 
 to " the youth of England." For " a manly determina- 
 tion to protect and maintain what we have"* has 
 entered the breasts of all, and not one is ambitious to 
 exceed his simple duty. 
 
 In this country where men " try to raise the level on 
 which they stand, not by pulling others down, but by 
 elevating themselves, "t it were needless to admonish or 
 caution our youth against too much imbibing *' that 
 military ardour and that high estimate of the dispo- 
 sitions and talents necessary to success in war, which, 
 although they may never carry him into the field, will 
 nevertheless engage his feelings, and even his opinions, 
 in the support of a system of bloodshed."! The expe- 
 dition of the deputation from the Society of Friends to 
 
 * Lord Palmerston. v. Times (Friday), Sept. 6, 1861. 
 1" V. Lord Palmerston's Speech at Southampton. 
 X V. Preface to Peace-Reading Book ; edited by H. G. 
 Adams, 1844.
 
 14 INTRODUCTORY REMARKS. 
 
 the throue of All the Eusslas presented an act more 
 worthy of imitation than aught else which happened 
 during the warfare which ensued. And the letter 
 addressed more recently by the Emperor of Russia 
 himself to the American hosts was surely dictated by a 
 most happy tone of mind. Even the act of the Five 
 Liverpool Merchants, rife as it was with the highest 
 impropriety in respect of etiquette, though laughed 
 down, will yet be designated by the reflecting and 
 right-minded man, as infinitely to be preferred to the 
 doubtful glory of many a well-fought field. 
 
 Whilst obedient to the divine behest to " agree with 
 thine adversary quickly," which is by no means in- 
 compatible with steps of precaution, and active and 
 prudent measures for prevention of mischief, it may be 
 well that the rising generation, and even a distant 
 posterity likewise, remember with mingled feelings of 
 Christian humility and national pride " that the prin- 
 ciple of arbitration which the British Government, to 
 its great honour, was the first to commend to the 
 attention of the Paris Conference in 1854, through the 
 mouth of Lord Clarendon, was recognized and ratified 
 by the unanimous consent of that august body, and 
 embodied in a resolution expressed in the fuUowing 
 terms : — 
 
 "The Plenipotentiaries do not hesitate to express, 
 in the name of their Governments, the wish that 
 States between which any serious misunderstanding 
 may arise, should, before appealing to arms, have 
 recourse, as far as circumstances might allow, to the 
 good offices of a friendly Power."* 
 
 * V. Memorial sent by the Committee of tlie Peace Society 
 to Lord Palmerston.
 
 INTRODUCTORY REMARKS. 15 
 
 The principle, thus formally consecrated by the 
 sanction of all the great Governments of Europe, 
 having since received the spontaneous and cordial 
 homage of eminent statesmen of this eountry of various 
 political parties, has been rightly designated as a 
 " great triumph, a powerful engine on behalf of civili- 
 zation ;ind humanity." " It recognises and establishes," 
 to use the words of the Earl of Malmesbury, "the 
 truth, that time, by giving place for reason to operate, 
 is as much a preventive as a healer of hostilities." 
 
 Much as the principle of war is to be decried ; and 
 our greatest generals have abominated it most ; the 
 feeling of patriotism, which has in all ages commanded 
 the highest admiration of mankind, and been extolled, 
 cannot be too warmly cherished. For a definition of 
 this word ' patriotism ' no British heart is ever at a 
 loss when appealed to. And it is not in the writings 
 of the ancients only that this glorious spirit shines. 
 The accomplished reader will expei'ience no difficulty 
 in discovei ing in the literary or oratorical* productions 
 of his own country all that is calculated to awaken 
 "martial "or patriotic feelings: where the latter fail 
 to predominate, the battle degenerates into a mere 
 combat of tigers. 
 
 Illustrative of martial minstrelsy, we shall only cite 
 the famous "Scots wha hae wi' "Wallace bled," &c.; 
 Byron's "Sons of the Greeks, arise," and the "Ehyfel- 
 gyrch Gwyr Harlech " (March of the Men of Harlech), 
 
 Read that immortal speech delivered by Lord Lyndhurst, 
 which concludes with the words " Vie Victisf"
 
 16 INTRODUCTORY REMARKS. 
 
 with its fine "Welsh air, as sung at the present time to 
 listening thousands, with marked enthusiasm. We 
 will inti-oduce, however, for the perusal of our more 
 youthful readers, a slight production by W. W., 1832 
 (then in the thirteenth year of his age), as afterwards 
 put by him into an antiquated form. It is fair to say 
 he had not then read Tyrtseus. 
 
 WAE SONG. 
 
 Menne at armes, be not afraid, 
 Fear vaileth nouzt, and ye han plaid 
 An ydle time, God wot, so long, 
 Nowth hear your mynstreles battaile song. 
 
 5 The foemen comen, we must go 
 Against them miztily, I tro ; 
 They would our Ynglond fromm us take, 
 And us whan conquerde would slaves make. 
 
 But wol we bide them ? No ! then fizt 
 10 Wyd al our strength, wyd al our mizt. 
 God sped us al ! we stynt ne blame, 
 Till eche blood drop be fro us gane. 
 
 O whare the vse to lead our lyf 
 Sister to sloth, straunger to stryf ? 
 15 'Bet is to lede our lyf in fame, 
 
 And, dying, leave behind grete name. 
 
 Know, warriors, ye most die som day. 
 Know, next minute, som happen may ; 
 Lyf is incertain to every beast and man, 
 20 Therefor let die as bravelich as we can.
 
 INTUODUCTORT REMARKS. 17 
 
 Die not like peple in soft bed, 
 "Who on smal pain grete teres shed, 
 Rizt tlms tliey don, and coward grane, 
 Ne die lich us on the grene plain. 
 
 25 Fizt wel, and peraunter som may 
 Eise hie for feat of armes to-day : 
 Bear in your mind, and stronglich think, 
 ' If ye do spyl, Ynglond wol sink.' 
 
 Lo ! yon the fomen come in syzt ; 
 30 We wol ere long put them to flyzt. 
 God save our king ! nowth fast lay on ; 
 Eing, trompes, on high, sound, claryon ! 
 
 In fine, be we or be we not "on the eve of great 
 events," as it is worded, the world will still perceive 
 that, arisen as this Christian country has by arduous 
 paths to its present unexampled magnificence and in- 
 cz-easing power, pace has been kept with the require- 
 ments of the age, the powerful arm hath been meted, 
 our own shortcomings weighed. And a memorable 
 opportunity has presented itself for making a brilliant 
 display of love for ' fatherland.' Happy is that volun- 
 teer, who from purely unselfish patriotic motives 
 " girded himself in his strength," and so enshrined 
 himself in the hearts of the aged and of the beautiful 
 of these isles ! Even happier is the sire, who, having 
 served his sovereign upwards of fifty years since, now 
 beholds with becoming pride his three sons in as many 
 different corps of volunteers ! Posterity will not fail 
 to appreciate the obligations under which she has 
 been laid by the " rifle movement " of the present time, 
 and will, doubtless, give it perpetuation. We, what-
 
 18 INTKODUCTORY REMARKS. 
 
 ever betide, will unmistakeuly hold sacred " deck and 
 shore," and wisdom predominating (by His Divine Will) 
 in all our counsels, there will be perceived in ua no 
 diminution of " martial " or patriotic ardour. 
 
 In this little volume the English versions have been 
 arranged in that order in which it seemed best for the 
 general reader to entertain them. Part II. will con- 
 tain the Greek originals, and the Latin translations 
 by the " great " Grotius. A specimen of the transla- 
 tion, executed in 1761, is placed in an Appendix. For 
 a singular specimen of translation from Tyrtseus, the 
 curious reader is referred to "Gent. Mag.," vol. xv., 
 p. 587. For the " Martial Elegy," and the " Martial 
 Address," the translator must entirely throw himself 
 upon the indulgence of the reader, who may be inclined, 
 regarding it (the former) merely as an humble tribute 
 (amongst ten thousand others) to a great and good man, 
 to bestow a wish that it had been " worthier " the 
 theme it attempts to celebrate.
 
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 MARTIAL ADDRESS 
 
 TO THE BRITISH YOLUNTEERS. 
 
 Hail, gallant youths, Britannia's darling pride ! 
 How promptly ye arose at honour's call ; 
 And with heroic ardour, side by side 
 Prepared to stand, and, if need were, to fall ! 
 
 5 The patriotic deed through Europe rings ; 
 E'en they who envy, or who hate, admire 
 Strongly the warmth with which each Briton clings 
 To native shores unharm'd by hostile ire. 
 
 Nations at length by sad experience wise, 
 10 And tutor'd by your own example bright, 
 
 Shall learn sweet Peace, and happy homes, to prize, 
 And stand but in defence of Freedom's right. 
 
 l^Ieantime learn ye the lore that Mars can teach. 
 Fierce grasp the steel, search each strategic wile ; 
 15 Should subtlety then seek to overreach, 
 
 Ye well may beat him back with all his guile.
 
 24 MARTIAL ADDRESS. 
 
 5. 
 Dread not to hear on bayonet bayonet jar ; 
 Eetiring, scorn tbick deaths by hand unseen ; 
 If in the square ye mingle in the war, 
 20 Remember what your ancestors have been. 
 
 6. 
 Unto the harsh command obedience yield, 
 Be it to march into the vale of death, — 
 Wliere grape and canister plough up the field, 
 And chymic art empoisons vital breath. 
 
 7. 
 25 O, dire the onslaught, deep the wound should be, 
 Where'er invader lifts his haughty head ! 
 Such caitiff, heav'n, thrust back into the sea. 
 With monsters of the deep to make his bed. 
 
 8. 
 Our sacred hearths, our wives, our children dear, 
 30 Our good intentions, all our hearts inspire, 
 And, whilst we other nations' rights revere, 
 Prompt us to animate our martial fire. 
 
 9. 
 
 ' Ye gentlemen of England, bold yeomen !' 
 What deeds of high emprize remain untold, 
 35 The British race hath not achieved 1 agen 
 What shall they not achieve then as of old ? 
 
 10. 
 Say, who first carried sail the world around ? 
 Who in the Arctic clime new passage sought ? 
 Who burst the prison gate, erst bolted found, 
 40 And to enlighten'd Europe knowledge brought 1
 
 MARTIAL ADDEESS. 25 
 
 11. 
 
 Where doth the fetter, as by magic, fall, 
 Erecting the dark human form divine 1 
 The nations round best know ; and, one and all, 
 Witness in you the antique spirit shine. 
 
 12. 
 if) Hail then, brave youths, Britannia's hopeful pride ! 
 From Cambria, and from Scotia, trooping come ; 
 Nor let the seas lerne's love divide, — 
 One VICTORY for all, or else one Tomb !
 
 I. 
 
 MARTIAL FRAGMENT OF TYRT^US. 
 
 (B.C. 682.) 
 TedrdfiEvai yap saXov k.t.X. 
 
 1. 
 
 How comely fall in the front-ranks the brave, 
 Who for dear father-land their dear life sell ! 
 
 But to abandon country will not save 
 From indigence, of evils the most fell. 
 
 2. 
 
 5 Nor matron staid, nor thy good sire's great age. 
 Nor infant pale, nor spotless wife's sad face, 
 Shall screen thee from the hard world's hate and 
 rage, 
 If Penury and grizzling Want have place. 
 
 3. 
 
 Such wretched wand'rer lineage high doth shame, 
 10 And noble form, whilst every ill draws near ; 
 Nor yearns his spirit now, dead to honest fame, 
 To make the captive of the bow and spear. 
 
 4. 
 
 Then let us fight with all our might and main. 
 Die for our sous, nor spare our heart's rich stream. 
 16 And ye, brave youths, close-marshall'd on the plain, 
 Account base flight and fear an idle dream.
 
 28 MARTIAL FRAGMENT OF TTRT^US. 
 
 5. 
 Make ye a mighty heart, and val'rous soul, 
 
 Fear not in hurtling with the foe to bleed ; 
 And if the veteran in the dry dust roll 
 20 (Weak were his knees), bestride him in hia need. 
 
 6. 
 For, Oh the shame, in the fore rank to find 
 
 With snow-white head, and beard all hoary grey, 
 The old man spoil'd, and, for ye lagg'd behind. 
 
 Breathing, alas, his gallant soul away ! 
 
 7. 
 25 Sweet Youth ! hard doom beseems thy flow'ry tide, 
 Eetaiuing yet soft fragrancy and bloom. 
 By Valour courted, and by Beauty's pride. 
 E'en lovelier still within the silent tomb.
 
 II. 
 
 MARTIAL FRAGMENT OF TYRT^US. 
 
 AX\' 'UpaKXrjog yap hviKi'irov k.t.X. 
 
 1. 
 
 Ne'er deem your arms grown weak, or hearts 
 wax'd cold, 
 
 But right against the foe advance the shield. 
 Not yet doth Jove his look averted hold, 
 
 And great Alcides' race ne'er leave the field. 
 
 2. 
 
 5 Be dear alike, where issues fitful are. 
 
 Death's mui-ky gloom, or Day's bright golden 
 beam : 
 Full well ye know the temper of grim "War, 
 And how exploits be sprent with Sorrow's stream. 
 
 3. 
 
 In full career of victory oft ye slew, 
 10 And dire reverse oft number'd thick your slain. 
 Again in conflict close, men good and true. 
 Dare side by side stout combat to maintain. 
 
 4. 
 
 Thus fewer fall, rear-ranks in safety move, 
 Eke most imposing doth such valour show. 
 15 But whom death shakes, or dangers recreant prove. 
 He dire disgrace, and countless ills, shall know.
 
 30 MARTIAL FRAGMENT OF TYRTiECS. 
 
 5. 
 
 Ah, grief ! that foe should lacerate behind 
 
 The coward hide that flees on martial ground. 
 Ah, shame ! that his dead corse the brave should 
 find 
 20 Exhibiting in front no glorious wound. 
 
 6. 
 
 Then stand, determination firm express' d, 
 Fix'd to the soil where Freedom loves to be. 
 
 Each screen his thighs, legs, shoulders, and broad 
 chest, 
 Opposing buckler's wide convexity. 
 
 7. 
 25 Each in his right hand shake the thund'ring spear : 
 Nod, dreadful plume, on helm, nod high o'er all ! 
 The lore that Mars can teach learn now : nor fear 
 To tread where arrows thickest whiz or fall. 
 
 8. 
 Dare near approach, the foeman fiercely charge, 
 30 And grapple with him for the mastery : 
 
 Foot to foot, casque to casque, targe match'd with 
 targe, 
 Confront the caitiff wheresoe'r he be. 
 
 9. 
 
 And ye, light-harness'd, for the skirmish meet. 
 Ranged in length, crouch'd 'ueath the buckler 
 bright, 
 35 With pond'rous stones and darta the stranger greet, 
 Fenced by the heavy phalanx mail'd in might.
 
 III. 
 MARTIAL FRAGMENT OF TYRT^US. 
 
 Our' ay {jLvqaai^rfv, k.t.X, 
 
 1. 
 
 No chrouicle, devote to Sparta's fame, 
 No fair word wliisper'd in Laconia's ear, 
 
 Shall mark thee worthy thy ancestral name, 
 By Mavors honour'd, or to Venus dear ; 
 
 2. 
 5 Swift though thy foot, as erst Achilles', Hy, 
 
 Though Hercules his match at wrestling find ; 
 With Cyclops though in size and strength thou vie, 
 And in the run outstrip the *Thracian wind : — 
 
 3. 
 
 Nor though Tithouus' stature yield in grace, 
 10 Or Midas, Cinyras, thou in gold excel ; 
 Or thou than Pelops have more regal space, 
 
 Or have Adrastus' tongue, sweet-dropping well: — 
 
 4. 
 Tf thou, though giv'n each glory 'iieath the sky, 
 Which stamps with lustre, or ennoble can, 
 15 Yet shrink'st in gory battle-field to try 
 
 The sword's keen edge upon the hostile man. 
 
 * Viz. the North wind, as in respect of Sparta.
 
 32 MARTIAL FRAGMENT OF TTRT^US. 
 
 5. 
 
 Ay, this is valour, meed 'mongst men most high, 
 
 The feirest gift for youthful pride to wear : 
 A good alike to the community, 
 20 The good alike city and people share ! 
 
 6. 
 
 Lo, where he stedfast in the front rank fights, 
 Heedless of dastard flight, exposing life, 
 
 Comrade exhorting for our country's rights : 
 This man is gallant in the warlike strife 
 
 f 
 
 7. 
 25 Eftsoons his valour the rough phalanx brake. 
 
 His zeal hath stemm'd the battle's raging tide ; 
 Now fall'n in the fore rank for countrt's sake 
 His death gives fame to Sparta far and wide, 
 
 8. 
 And to his village home, and rustic sire. 
 30 Oft pierced through breast, and oft through bossy 
 shield, 
 And oft through mail in front, he did expii-e. 
 And now low lies wrapp'd in eusauguin'd field. 
 
 9. 
 
 Him the whole city mourns with deep regret ; 
 Both old and young with tears gaze on his tomb. 
 35 Nor ever dies the fair renown ; nor yet 
 
 His name. His children famous do become, 
 
 10. 
 His children's children, and the unborn race. 
 
 Such honour waits the bold, the brave, the true, 
 Who DIE FOR SACRED HEARTHS in duty's place, 
 40 Bright immortality their guerdon due.
 
 MARTIAL FRAGMENT OF TTRT^US. 33 
 
 11. 
 
 Now should ho 'scape death's drowsy-lengthsome 
 hour, 
 
 And with his spear achieve a victor's meeds, 
 Youth and old age fresh laurels on him shower, 
 
 And wreath 'd with joys his useful life proceeds. 
 
 12. 
 45 Bow'd down at length by time, who bows down all, 
 Revered, distiuguish'd, girt with truthful friends, 
 Tlie young make way for him in public hall. 
 The elders, and his old compeers. Descends 
 
 13. 
 
 The HERO thus, to sleep in glory's arms. 
 50 Fame's pinnacles to reach, with fierce desire 
 Breathes there a Spartan whose jDroud soul not 
 warms ? 
 Why, then, ACHIEVE, nor slack your martial 
 fire !
 
 IV. 
 
 MARTIAL FRAGMENT ASCRIBED TO 
 *CALLmUS. 
 
 Mt'xpiC rev KUTCiKfiirdE ; k.t X. 
 
 1. 
 
 How long will ye in idlesse waste away 
 
 The precious time ] nor deed of valour try ? 
 
 Nor blusli while tliey who dwell around survey 
 Your virtue slack'ning thus exceedingly ? 
 
 2. 
 
 5 Deem ye these are the times of piping peace ? 
 Awake, I say ; and rouse your gallant soul ; 
 For War that trampleth down ignoble Ease, 
 
 Througliout the land like one broad flame doth 
 roll. 
 
 3 
 
 Now is the time with skill to couch the spear, 
 10 Now is the time to push the shield with poNyer, 
 To fight, all gash'd and maim'd, the foenian near. 
 To the last moment of your dying hour. 
 
 4. 
 
 Fair fame is theirs, who from invading foe 
 
 Save country, sons, and fresh-ywedded wife ! 
 15 With spear and shield then boldly 'gainst him go, 
 Soon as the din proclaims the mingled strife. 
 
 * Attributed by some to Callimaclius. 
 
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 36 MARTIAL FRAGMENT ASCRIBED TO CALLINUS. 
 
 5. 
 
 And since deth conies to all, when he will come, 
 
 And MANNE may not his stern decree eschew. 
 Though gods be his progenitors ; such doom 
 20 'Count glorious on the battle-field; and rue 
 
 6. 
 
 Pale death at home. From clatter, arms, and scars. 
 Escaped, seek not on couch to yield your breath : 
 
 This brings no honour to the son of Mars, 
 But Veneration weeps o'er gallant death. 
 
 7. 
 25 Grandly he falls in arms of victory. 
 
 Whose godlike form aye watch'd at honour's post. 
 A tower of strength he plainly seem'd to be. 
 And, singly, oft bewray'd himself an host !
 
 MARTIAL ELEGY 
 
 ©It tk gemisc of 
 
 i- %. fh Sri 
 
 I. 1. 
 
 Fall'n is that column, sweet and fair to see, 
 
 Which whilere did uphold in lovely wise 
 
 The golden architrave of social weal, 
 
 With all the joyous bright entabhiture. 
 
 Fall'n is the column. Oh, full many a flower 
 
 Of rich expectancy lies crush' d below 
 
 The beauteous weight ! Bloom shall they never 
 
 more. 
 Nor that proud column rear again its head 
 9 Where human hand, or mortal eye, have power. 
 Ye rustic; maids, who while away the hour 
 A-culling nature's wild weeds, whence, 'tis said, 
 With elegant forms your truthful minds ye store, 
 And teach them to your fairy handiwork. 
 Are ye too sad 1 and, mournful in your mood, 
 For sorrowing cypress change ye lilies fair. 
 For myrtle eglantine ? Ah, well I know 
 The doleful ditty from dear bosom welling 
 18 Sadly your sympathy, gently your grief, is telling ! 
 
 I. 2. 
 
 Approach, and fear ye not ; but on this bank 
 (Which laurel shades) together let us sit,
 
 38 MARTIAL ELECT. 
 
 And mingle griefs, and drop the pearly tear; 
 
 So nature finds relief, and placid calm. 
 
 So by the river-side the captives wept, 
 
 Remembering Zion. And they haug'd their harps 
 
 * Upon the willows in the midst thereof,' 
 
 Nor deign'd to soothe their sufferings with song, 
 
 27 Since in strange land the waster with them kept. 
 We, nor from homestead, nor from freedom, swept. 
 The dire mi.shap, irreparable, long 
 Remembering, where no man will jeer and scoff, 
 Both now and eft our ' chief joy' will take down. 
 And bid attention to its tuneful strings: 
 A mournful air shall start our tears afresh, 
 A muffled rhyme shall oft our tears renew, 
 A martial strain at length shall solace bring, 
 
 36 Nor my right hand forget ' her cunning,' while we 
 sing. 
 
 I. 3. 
 
 Ah, well could he unlock sweet Music's source. 
 And bid her luscious streams flow far and wide, 
 Enchanting homes ! Himself too knew to sing, 
 And weave the magic weft of poesy. 
 Enriching Thought's domain. The sisters boon. 
 Painting, who lends to colour form and life. 
 And Sculpture, who bids Beauty soft and warm 
 Step from the marble block, knew him their friend ; 
 45 Whilst Learning gave, 'twas all she could, one 
 
 throne. 
 Nor less did Science mark him for her own, 
 Bright Science, whose fair footsteps heav'nward 
 
 tend. 
 Whom young Invention courts. Her wieldy arm 
 Lightly she casts o'er many a land remote ; 
 By her the spark talks 'neath th' Atlantic roar ;
 
 MARTIAL ELEGY. 39 
 
 The dark Earth yields to Day a sheeny house, 
 In which is holden the big World's vast fair ; 
 The rock is broken ; forth pure water wells ; 
 54 Truth beams, and Ignorance foul, like hated cloud, 
 dispels ! 
 
 I. 4. 
 
 Yet what avails it that the child of clay 
 
 Divulge the laws earth's crust which regulate, 
 
 Developing by study night and day 
 
 The mineral wealth that makes a nation great ? 
 
 He may discover, but shall ne'er create : 
 
 Nor, though with him the chymic wonders bring 
 
 (Whose art shall ne'er make void the smallest seed), 
 
 Can his voice back recall the sjDirit ta'en wing, — 
 
 63 As now with him, for whom our hearts do bleed. 
 Then lowly bend, thou seer, in learned cell, 
 And meditate on man's most weak estate ; 
 It were a theme we oft should ponder well. 
 To curb swoll'u pride, or spii'its too much elate. 
 With resignation and with pious will 
 Each dire bereavement tirmly must be borne, 
 And the pale sorrowing cheek be wiped; yet still 
 Be often wet. Remembrance is a thorn 
 
 72 Near Eden's bow'r that grew, beloved, though it 
 hath torn. 
 
 II. 1. 
 
 Befits us here to pause, and change our style, 
 
 Pierian maidens, deck'd in x'aiment bright. 
 
 Next celebrate with martial minstrelsy 
 
 The hero lost, who was both good and great. 
 
 He came ; in youth's fresh fragrance, bold and free, 
 
 With glory at his heart. And much he yearn'd 
 
 To win a chaplet for himself ; and stand
 
 40 MARTIAL ELEGT. 
 
 To all posterity a brilliant light, 
 81 Aud grand exemjjlar of what man should be. 
 
 He came ; aud Eugland's beauty flock'd to see ; 
 The veteran too was there with eager sight ; 
 The babe sprang forth, and stretch'd its little hand, 
 Which now, e'en now, to manhood's goal arrived. 
 Wields the sharp steel with patriotic glow. 
 All, all were fill'd with wonder and delight. 
 To see that youth, now wrapt in darksome shade, 
 With rapid wheels to Glory's field careering ; 
 90 Raised was the loyal arm, and loud the gladsome 
 cheering. 
 
 II. 2. 
 
 lu fields of Love the battle first he won. 
 
 And show'd himself a mighty conqueror. 
 
 Not Csesar's self an equal glory knew ; 
 
 Not Ammon's son, self-styled, whom men call 
 
 great. 
 Though ransack'd be the old historic page, 
 Where bloodshed, rapine, winged words describe ; 
 Though each exploit the Grecian stage held dear 
 Be scann'd ; unmatch'd, and matchless, will remain 
 99 His name, and famed in every future age. 
 
 To high embattled towers, proof 'gainst Time's 
 
 rage, 
 Where ancient forest waves o'er spacious plain. 
 The gazing multitudes beheld him bear. 
 Like antique warrior, regal bride away. 
 Rare virtue's meed. From that time forth he 
 
 framed 
 Grand schemes to benefit his fellow-man. 
 For lofty was the tenour of his mind, 
 As is the eagle's flight in fields of air ; 
 108 As noiseless eke, — since good, not praise, was all 
 
 his care.
 
 MARTIAL ELEGY. 41 
 
 II. 3. 
 
 Aud heaven did greatly bless the meek and just, 
 As onward lie pursued his bright career ; 
 Aud God did build his house ; so not in vain 
 He hasted to the work at early dawn, 
 Reluctant quitted at still voice of eve. 
 When from the Lord a gift and heritage 
 Befell : lo, hath he not his quiver fill'd 
 With radiant arrows ? round the parent stem, 
 
 117 The children of his youth their branches weave ! 
 O doom'd this earthly scene so soon to leave ! 
 Thy counsel we should oft miss, save for them, 
 Whom thou in virtue's lore hast wisely skill'd, 
 To be our comfort. They, if need should be, 
 Will in the gate speak sharply with the foe, 
 Or milder and more kindly method use, 
 With unabashed front, and forehead high, 
 Enlustring thy great name. O well is thee ; 
 
 126 Bright path was thine illumed by immortality ! 
 
 II. 4. 
 
 Can we forget that face serenely bold, 
 O'er which the plume so gaily wont to dance, 
 Whene'er him list a martial field to hold. 
 And proudly on his glorious war-steed prance ? 
 Behold the veterans with firm step advance, 
 Red is their coat, and sable is their crest, 
 And steel-tipp'd is the weapon in their hand, 
 And love of country thrills in every breast, 
 135 For which full oft they fall in foreign land. 
 Alas, no more he heads the gallant train, 
 His faithful charger knows his voice no more, 
 His servants not expect him home again. 
 The day's great business, and the field, being o'er !
 
 42 MARTIAL ELEGY. 
 
 Yet still the veterans with their proud step march, 
 And love of country fires each noble heart, 
 Whilst thou far, far beyond high heaven's arch, 
 Hast gone to glory, where no more they part, 
 144 Where tears be dried, and balm is pour'd on sor- 
 row's smart. 
 
 III. 1. 
 Ay me ! how hard it is to wean our thought 
 From that which hath familiar been so long; 
 Or bring belief, though by sharp lesson taught. 
 To credit change in aught that seemed strong ! 
 Can he be gone, so lately us among ? 
 There stand the elms in childhood's hour we 
 
 knew. 
 There reigns the oak, whence we the chaplet 
 
 pull'd, 
 There blooms the cowslip pale, where erst it blew ; 
 153 The lovely scene, 'tis true, seems somewhat lull'd. 
 The lilies too, our olden friends, are there ; 
 Still babbles o'er the stones the silver brook ; 
 'Tis true, old faces scantily appear. 
 And wear a worn and more expressive look. 
 Far other children sport upon the plain ; 
 A novel youth robust delights in arms ! 
 Scan we this page in nature's book again, 
 For whilst ' sweet home ' my anxious bosom charms, 
 162 This change which here hath chanced my inmost 
 soul alarms. 
 
 III. 2. 
 Tell me, thou antique spire, for thou must know, 
 Continually shifts thus the village scene ? 
 — Yes ! imperceptibly they come, they go ; 
 Impossible the track where they have been :
 
 MARTIAL ELEGY. 43 
 
 Yet here the ivy, there the j'ew-tree green.— 
 Speak, pebble, from the crusted stone-arch rent, 
 For thou art elder by a million years, 
 And both by wind and wave hast oft been sent 
 171 Whirlinir ; know'st aught of man.his joys,his tears ? 
 — Yes ! casting angle, the poor fisher sigh'd, 
 Who first me took, then gave unto the stream ; 
 The sportive infant next me gladly eyed, 
 O'er whose drown'd form the midnight moonbeams 
 
 gleam ; 
 The arm'd one with the sling lent wings to me, 
 And laugh'd, soon doom'd to bleed, when blood he 
 
 drew : 
 None e'er their time knew, nor what time mote be. 
 Together now they sleep 'neath shade of yew, — 
 180 The mason eke, who wrought with square and 
 
 plummet true. — 
 
 III. 3. 
 
 Haste then, to arms ! to glorious arms divine ! 
 The shield of faith, the Spirit's all-conqu'ring 
 
 sword, 
 Salvation's helmet ! on your breast let shine 
 The plate of righteousness ! strong in the Lord, 
 And in the might and power of his Word ! 
 Since high and low so lightly pass away, 
 Guard we our jewel, our eternal joy ! 
 For them we fear not, who can only slay : 
 189 Them tempest's wrath can scatter and destroy. 
 
 So arm'd Avent forth (ere evening clouds descend) 
 The faithful consort, and the father dear, 
 The fosterer of arts, the orphan's friend, 
 Who for fall'n warrior ne'er refused a tear. 
 So loved, so wept, hath hero seldom been, 
 Who long at honour's post hath faithful stood.
 
 44 MARTIAL ELEGY. 
 
 And now far greater bliss he holds, I ween, 
 Than grand Destroyer, stained with guiltless 
 blood. 
 198 Oh, he is truly great who shames not to be good ! 
 
 III. 4. 
 
 THE EARTH AND THE EARTH's FULNESS IS THE 
 
 lord's ! 
 Ye nations, learu in whom our faith we place, 
 And change for pruning-hooks your temper'd 
 
 swords. 
 And seek the love of God, and His Son's grace ; 
 Then Liberty shall shine in every place. 
 "Whilst England's sons their Sabbath bell observe, 
 Sweet peace shall bless each town and village 
 
 green ; 
 Long as from toil and duty they not swerve, 
 207 Happy her beauteous daughters shall be seen. 
 Rise then, oh rise, thou regal pile, on high. 
 To speak for ALBERT to a future age, 
 And speak for her, whose hope is in the sky ! 
 Adjust for him the speech, ye statesmen sage ; 
 Attune for her the voice, ye poets bold. 
 Lo, bard, and statesman, and high pillar rent, 
 Shall by Decay in kindred dust be roU'd, 
 Ere the fair wreaths, Affection's tribute lent, 
 216 Wither and fade away, or lose their holy scent !
 
 APPENDIX, 
 
 I WOULD not praise the man, his deeds rehearse, 
 
 Nor e'en make mention of his name in verse, 
 
 That's fam'd for mighty feats in wrestling shewn, 
 
 Or for the prizes that his speed has won : 
 
 Not tho' he equal to the Cyclops rise, 5 
 
 In nervous limbs, and huge gigantic size ; 
 
 Not tho' he spring so nimbly o'er the field, 
 
 That vanquish'd Boreas to his swiftness yield ; 
 
 Tho' he surpass Tithonus' graceful mien, 
 
 In just proportion, and in look serene : 10 
 
 Tho' he possess of wealth a larger store 
 
 Than Phrygian Midas, or than Cinyras more ; 
 
 Or tho' a monarch he more sceptres hold 
 
 Than mighty Pelops bore in times of old ; 
 
 Tho' on his lips yet sweeter accents hung 15 
 
 Than flow'd persuasive from Adrastus' tongue ; 
 
 With ev'ry virtue tho' completely blest, 
 
 If valour add not lustre to the rest. 
 
 For none can boast a brave and valiant heart. 
 And in the fight maintain a hero's part, 20 
 
 Unless he fearless, and intrepid bear 
 To view the bloody carnage of the war ;
 
 46 APPENDIX. 
 
 And with impatient fury burn to close 
 
 And foot to foot attack his rushing foes. 
 
 This is a man's best, greatest, noblest praise, 25 
 
 And shall to youth immortal glory raise. 
 
 True is that soldier, faithful to defend 
 
 His country's cause, his peoj^le's common friend. 
 
 Himself who hazards life, and standing nigh 
 
 Exhorts his comrade that he bravely die. 30 
 
 This, this is he can boast a valiant heart, 
 
 And in the fight maintain a hero's part. 
 
 Himself he turns th' embattled foe to flight, 
 And stems the torrent of th' unequal fight. 
 Ennobling friends, house, parents, as he dies, 35 
 
 Soon 'midst the first a breathless corse he lies ; 
 With many a glorious wound transfix' d before. 
 His shield and breastplate stain'd with flowing gore. 
 The aged mourn, the youth their joys forego, 
 And all the city join in common woe. 40 
 
 His children's children, and those yet to come. 
 Shall reap fresh honours from their parent's tomb. 
 What, tho' his ashes lie entomb'd ? his name 
 Shall gain unbounded, and eternal fame, 
 Who, in his children's and his country's right, 45 
 
 Exerts his utmost efforts in the fight ; 
 Maintains his stand with honour, joins the strife. 
 And to dread Mars's fury yields his life. 
 
 But should not death, involv'd in endless night 
 Snatch him for ever from the realms of light ; 50 
 
 Should he, successful in his bloody toils, 
 Eeturn in triumph, ci'owu'd with glorious spoils.
 
 APPENDIX. 47 
 
 To him both young and old due honours pay, 
 
 And endless pleasures bless his latest day. 
 
 What time he ranks the aged sires among, 55 
 
 He's still distinguish'd from th' ignoble throng. 
 
 'Gainst him no villain harbours envious rage, 
 
 Justice, and fear of shame protect his age. 
 
 And when the Senate in full council meet, 
 
 To him all orders rising leave their seat. 60 
 
 O ! then let all to this high summit soar 
 Of valour, nor abate the thirst of war. 
 
 RICHAED BARRETT, PRINTER, MARK LANK, I-ONtJOh".
 
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