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Ah! why, the hapless lady cried,

From royal race am I derived ? Had I to peasants been allied,

Tho'poor, yet happy I had lived. Ambition never won my mind,

For many its victims I have known, Alas! like me here once confined,

Their hours of peace for ever flown. Because by blood to kings allied,

Ah me! how wretched the pretence ! My name offends the ear of pride;

My being born is my offence! When still the night, with darksome shade.

Enwraps these dreary walls around, Anxious I list my dear Lord's tread,

O’erjoyed I hear his loved voice sound. But who can tell the pangs so keen

That such ill-fated lovers know ; Where towers and bars arise between,

Dark spies above, and guards below! In vain for me the sun doth rise !

In vain to me the moon doth shine! The smiling earth ne’er cheers mine eyes,

Here doomed in misery to pine! But as I hear the waves arise,

And as I hear the bleak winds roar, Still, still as fast will heave my sighs,

And still so fast my tears will flow!



Argyle, the state's whole thunder born to wield,
And shake alike the senate, and the field. POPE.

The monument erected to this nobleman in the Poets' Corner of Westminster Abbey, is one of the most superb within the walls of a magnificent edifice. The Duke is represented in a recumbent posture, upon a massive altar, which is elevated upon a fine pedestal. Upon the one side of this appears the statue of Eloquence, in the act of deploring the public loss sustained by his death; and upon the other, Minerva looks meditatively up to the figure of History on the pyramid, who, with her book of annals in one hand, inscribes with the other the titles of the deceased on the sepulchre. The final letters Gr. stand for Greenwich; and the style or pen of the goddess is broken at that point, to indicate that the Dukedom of that name became extinct with his Grace. Upon the whole, this composition is perhaps as interestingly striking as any allegorical design can well be. Roubilliac was an artist seldom unhappy, either in the attitudes or countenances of his figures ; and accordingly, that of Eloquence in this monument cannot fail to be regarded as a very animated performance. In the effigy of the Duke himself, much power and boldness of execution will be recognized at a glance. Two inscriptions explain the object of the tomb, and the circumstances which occasioned its foundation. The one in poetry, is said to have been written by Paul Whitehead, the Poet Laureate, and runs thus:

Britons, behold, if patriot worth be dear,
A shrine that claims a tributary tear;
Silent that tongue admiring senates heard,
Nerveless that arm opposing legions feared.

Nor less, O Campbell, thine the power to please,
And give to grandeur all the grace of ease;
Long from thy life let kindred heroes trace
Arts which ennoble still the noblest race:
Others may owe their future fame to me,

I borrow immortality from thee. Such are the lines upon the pyramid under which History subscribes the titles of the deceased; the statement upon the base below is this :

“ In memory of an honest man, and a constant friend, the great Duke of Argyle and Greenwich, a general and orator, exceeded by none in the age he lived ; Sir Henry Farmer, Baronet, by his last will, left the sum of 5001. towards erecting this monument, and recommended the inscription above.”

Two noblemen bearing the title of Argyle, and sprung from the same ancient family, have ranked with distinction in the military history of Great Britain during the course of the last two centuries. Of these, the first, and least fortunate in the career of his ambition, was Archibald Campbell, Earl of Argyle, who in conjunction with the Duke of Monmouth, headed the first rebellion that was excited against the obstinate rule of the unfortunate James II. The attempt miscarried : Argyle was captured, tried, and executed as a traitor, under circumstances of marked serenity and fortitude, at Edinburgh, in 1686; and his co-partner, after as vain a diversion in the South of England, was also taken prisoner, and, bating some unsoldierlike humility while his fate remained undecided, suffered death with resignation before the Tower of London. Of this Archibald, much has been recorded that is both interesting, and might be here profitably introduced, but that the subject does not properly fall under the title of the work. There are some verses, however, preserved, which were written by him on the night before his execution, and are too touching and too good to be suppressed wherever his name is mentioned. They are these--

Thou passenger, who shalt have so much time .
As view my grave, and ask what was my crime;
No stain of error, no black vice's brand,

Did me compel to leave my native land:
No. II.

Love to my country-truth foredoomed to die,
Did force these hands forgotten arms to try.
More from friend's fraud my fall proceeded hath
Than foes, though thrice they did attempt my death.
On my design tho' Providence doth frown,
Yet God at last will surely raise his own.
Another hand with more successful speed
Shall raise the remnant-bruise the serpent's head.

Born on the 10th of October 1780, John Campbell, grandson of this Archibald, had the good fortune of finding the honours of his family restored, before he could be well sensible of their forfeiture. This act, whether of grace or consistency, was one of the first accorded by King William upon his accession to the British crown; because the enterprize in which they were attainted, if not undertaken at his charge, was at least considered a prelude of his cause. The subject of this sketch received a domestic education, and such was his proficiency in his studies, that, at the early age of sixteen, he was thought qualified to engage with the busy cares of life. Professing a partiality for the army, he accordingly received a commission, was present at the battle of the Boyne, and soon after, upon a private introduction to the King, honoured with a Coloneley.

During this reign, he does not appear to have enjoyed any decided opportunities for distinction ; but in the long and glorious wars by which, under the reign of Queen Anne, the crown of Austria was preserved, and the independence of Europe secured from the disastrous ambition of Louis XIV. Argyle accompanied the celebrated Marlborough to the Continent, and there proved himself, in active service, a skilful general, and a brave soldier. At the battle of Oudenarde, he served as Brigadier-general; and had for his companions in victory, Prince Eugene, and the young Prince of Hanover, afterwards George I. ; and though the exertions of these officers were signally conspicuous, still the conduct of Argyle was even more eminently conducive to the bright issue of the day. The contending troops had been maneuvring and skirmishing until evening had set in, and the French, who, under , the Duke de Vendome, had not only the advantage of numbers, but of situation also, had been vainly challenged to a

general engagement, when, at about five o'clock in the evening, Argyle led his battalions across the Schelde, directly in face of the strongest fire the enemy could discharge; and, in a short time, forced them into a reluctant battle. Pursuing the advantages of this victory, he was ordered to the siege of Ghent; and upon the probable reduction of that city, was charged with the honours of its investment. In the last brilliant affair over which the fortune and talents of Marlborough prevailed, ' Argyle also performed a distinguished part, though he was decidedly opposed to the policy of a battle in which the loss of lives was of immense extent ; and the consequent advantages neither proportionately desirable, nor easily to be attained.

While Marlborough was triumphantly employed in forcing the French lines, and reducing Bouchain, Argyle, now powerfully supported by the ministry, on account of his variance with the Captain General, was recalled from operations of less trust, and invested with the command of Queen Anne's forces in Spain. Here he was opposed to the celebrated Vendome, but unfortu. nately, although the greatest hopes were hazarded upon the success of the campaign, nothing was effected during it which reflected any particular honour on the general, or rendered any material benefit to his country. The blame of this disappointment lay exclusively to the charge of the ministers at home; for, notwithstanding a vote of 1,500,0001. from the Commons for that particular service, Argyle, upon landing at Barcelona, in the month of May, found his troops enervated by extreme distress, and even destitute of victuals. In this wretched condition, he waited for some time, vainly expecting the promised remittances, and at last borrowed money on his personal credit, and took the field. An action immediately took place, at the pass of Prato del Rey, where the enemy were repulsed with heavy damage; but all further advantages were, in a great degree, impeded by the ill health of Argyle, who was conveyed back to Barcelona in a high fever. Still he pressed the ministers for relief, and vehemently complained of the state to which he was abandoned; but his remonstrances were ineffectual; and, although Vendome was again severely repulsed from the investment of Cordova, Argyle, unable to follow on the blow, was obliged to return disappointed to England.

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