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On earth's green bed some curious plant Scarce mounts the life-blood to his inclined;
ashy cheek: Some tender bird the woodland song Ah, 'twas Cominge! th’ imperfect would troll,
face inclined, And leave the melting music in my Marked by the traces of a ruined mind.
soul; Gazing on lovely nature while I grieve, 'Twas then I vowed, the impious I think on Nature's Author....fear and deed forgive, live!
A woman vowed beneath your roof
to live! I hail the desert which religion chose, From silence, and from solitude, I Severe, to build the wanderer's last sad
sought house ;
Stillness of soul, and loneliness of Grown weary of the world's unpiteous thought. eye, ,
But gives the holy spot a holy mind? Wailing for him who never heard the A saint is oft a criminal confined. sigh,
The lifted torch that gilds the pomp of Fresh tears stood in my eyes, and night, sweetly stole,
'The antliem swelling in the gorgeous Melting the fears that shake a woman's sou.
Think ye such forms can wing the sin.
ner's soul, The air was still, the sleepy light When passion burns beneath the was grey,
saintly stole? When faint and sad I crossed my hands to pray;
These frightful shades some tranh e evening star illum'd her bashful sient pleasures move ; beam;
How sweet to watch the motions of The holy Abbey in the twilight gleam Breathed a celestial calm.... How rap- O'er his still griefs in secrecy to melt, turous stole,
And kneel on the same cushion where The oraison from my delighted soul!
he knelt; 'Twas inspiration all, ecstatic prayer! Musing on him, to sit beneath the tree, I bend, and lo! a vision fills the air! Where a few minutes past he mused Heaven opens here, and here its Se
raphs dwell! I hear your vesper's sweet responses With manual toil my slender frame swell!
is worn, Amid the choral symphonies ye sung, The faggot gathered, and the water I hear the warblings of my lover's borne. tongue !
Faint where the gushing rock its cur
rent spread, 'Twas like a dream when madness The ponderous waters trembled on my shakes the brain ;
head; The trembling pleasure fills my soul Or toiling breathless in the winding with pain.
Moaning beside the forming pile I At length 'twas silence; your lone stood; gate I found,
Silent he viewed me with a pitying Strike the small bell, and tremble with smile, the sound;
Bore half my vase, and bound with his That sound so dear to many a pilgrim
nigh, Who seeks the desert's hospitality. Oft hovering near him has my fiutThere without breath to form a sigh, tering heart I wait,
Bade me my life's unfinished tale imWhile my heart bounded to the turn
part; ing gate;
Once lost in frenzy at the solemn hour And lo! with downcast eyes a Father Ye dig your channels to deatli's silent meek!
And more than human in th' unnatural Once more his mistress to his hermit glooms
breast; With hope and fear ye sit beside your Love's sweet vibration woke his tremtombs,
bling soul; I marked his eager hand sublimely Tears dropt his stony eyes, and murmould
murs stole The house sepulchral which himself from his mute tongue....ah, poor dismust hold;
traction's child ! I hear the sullen spade with iron sound, He holds with her who was, a conWild on his grave I shriek and wail verse wild; around!
Distraction's child! still doat upon Th' eternal silence broke !....he cen
thy shade! sures mild
Still grasp a corse thou deem'st thy A holy man with worldly sorrow wild. living maid. Hast thou not known (I cried) some O could thy soul this little moment human woe
keeja, That lives beyond the tears it caused Gaze on cold eres, and kiss th' unkissto fiow ?....
ing lip! Deep was the groan the fond inquiry But all has past!..... Despair, and moved ;
Thought, and Pain Deep was the groan that told how still Rend the fine texture of the working he loved!
brain. He flies me, but to the recalling tone Few hours shall part ye, and one tomb He turns! he hears a voice so loved,
receive, so known!
While Hermit-Lovers there, assem. But ah, th' uncertain voice but fancy bling grieve !
deems, Starting like one half-wakeful in his dreams.
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pleads, Leans on a thorn, and tho' supported
bleeds; She, the stern mother of each stubborn [An English Viscount has lately trans
lated from the Portuguese, several child,
Canzonets and Sonnets of Camoens, Scares its desponding eyes with terrors
who has been hitherto known to the wild ; Yet a soft balm her seraph-hand can
English reader as the author of the
Lusiad. These poems discover that pour
their writer was a man of uncomOn hearts that pant not, and can love
mon sensibility, that he was the en
thusiast of beauty, and a vivid Me all ungracious, prayer nor penance painter of charms. They cannot moved,
fail to interest all whose eyes have My heart rebellious grasped the crime
melted with the tears, and whose it loved.
bosoms have beat with the feryour What though I dropt a tear before the shrine ?
of love. Two specimens will enable
our readers to judge of these luxu. Tbine was the image, and the tear was riant wild flowers of poesy.]
tbine! Ah, let thy voice but speak, thy hand
but wave; Approach ! and hide the horror of the grave!
Quando o sol encuberto vay mo
strando Cominge ! how chill my blood! how dark my eye!
“ Ao mundo a luz quieta," &c. Ah, soon perhaps....farewel, Cominge ....I die!
When day has smild a soft farewel,
And night-drops bathe each shutting She dies to all, but to Cominge !....
bell, And shadows sail along the green,
CANZONETS FROM CAMOENS.
no more ;
And birds are still, and winds serene, For the Literary Magazine.
I wander silently;
“ Polo meu aportamento Dear are the dreams that bless my
Se amazao,” &c. view,
I whisper'd her my last adieu, To memory's eye the maid appears,
I gave a mournful kiss ; For whom have sprung my sweetest
Cold showers of sorrow bath'd her tears, So oft, so tenderly.
eyes, And her poor heart was torn with
sighs ; I see her, as with graceful care She binds her braids of sunny hair;
Yet...strange to tell... 'twas then I
knew I feel her harp's melodious thrill
Most perfect bliss.
For love, at other times suppress'd,
Was all betray'd at this.... I meet her mild and quiet eye,
I saw him weeping in her eyes, Drink the warm spirit of her sigh,
I heard him breathe amongst her See young love beating in her breast,
sighs, And wish to mine its pulses prest,
And every sob which shook her breast, Ah, me! how fervently.
Thrill'd mine with bliss.
The sighs which keen affection clears, Such are my hours of dear delight, How can it judge amiss? And morn but makes me long for night, To me it pictur'd hope; and taught And think how swift the minutes tiew, My spirit this consoling thought, When last amongst the dropping dew That love's sun, though it rise in tears, I wander'd silently.
May set in bliss!
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SUMMARY OF POLITICS.
Tue revival of the war between are constructing in all the ports and France and England, which took rivers of the republic: and a mighplace at the close of the last year, ty army is levying and equiping for has not hitherto been productive of the purpose of invading England. any very important events. It is, The English are busy in preparing however, in many respects, the most for this invasion. A strong appreremarkable that has ever hitherto hension of danger seems to prevail, occurred. France by the continu- and the preparations for defence ance of peace between her and her are more formidable, than has ever immediate neighbours, is at liberty taken place since the time of the to bend her whole force against Spanish armada. England. England, by her insular The minds of political enquirers situation and by her great maritime are earnestly engaged in speculaforce, puts her enemy at bay. ting on the possible events of the France has no option but to aim an present state of things. The great expedition against Great Britain, force of the English at sea, and the to embarrass the Englishcommerce extreme vigilance of their comon the continent, and to seize what- manders: and the heavy encumevcr territories on the continent bered, and defenceless state of the belong to England.
armaments of the invaders : the The first object at present en
turbulence of the winds and waves, gages the attention of the first especially in antunin, are extremeCursul and his ministers. Beats ly unfavourable to the landing of
the French in England. The zeal, continent of Europe. They have union, and numbers of the English: hitherto succeeded in persuading the universal preparation made for their neighbours, Austria, Russia, arming and transporting the people and Prussia, to preserve their neuto the scene of action : the fortifica- trality. They have not succeeded in tions and signals on the coast most persuading any of them to join their obnoxious to the attack, are cir- party : and the diplomatic warfare cumstances much insisted on by which is eagerly carrying on at Vithose who predict the speedy de- enna, Petersburg, Berlin, and Mastruction of the French army should drid, between France and England, its landing be effected.
has produced nothing hitherto but On the other hand, there are some an equipoise of favour and intewho insistupon the implacable hosti- rest. lity of the French, which will One of the first attempts of prompt them to acts of the greatest France, after the renewal of the temerity: on that caprice of fortune war, was to send an army into Gerwhich sometimes delights in crown- many and to take possession of Haing with success, undertakings which nover. This territory is large, have nothing to distinguish them rich, and populous : it is little infebut their temerity: on the great rior in extent and military force to number of points from which the in- Bavaria, Bohemia, or Saxony, and vading armies will set out, and yet by some dreadful defect in its which, by dividing and distracting political system, a fine army, a thouthe adversary fleets, may insure a sand towns and villages, and a millanding to some of them. These lion of citizens, surrendered to the reasoners draw arguments in favour first summons of an inconsiderable of the undertaking from the unex- detachment, with as much precipiampled efforts which the British are tation and facility as a petty and making to defeat it, and the vigour- dilapidated fortress. ous and sanguine efforts of the It requires a better acquaintance French, to carry it into execu with the subject than we at this distion.
tance possess,to account for this surThere is probably no person in render. What circumstances have England or France, who sincerely so far weakened the attachment believes in the ultimate success of of the Hanoverians to their prince the invasion; that is, who believes it and to their independence, as to possible for France to make a con- induce them to give such ready quest of England. The great pow- entrance to an enemy who, the exers of Europe, are too nearly balan- perience of others might teach ced to allow to any one of them the them, would not fail to treat their hope of conquering the other. The country as a conquered one, and as great object of their warfare is, not one of which the possession was to to subdue, but merely to annoy. be precarious and brief, can only How far this end will be accom- be explained by those who reside plished by France, in compelling upon the spot. the English to such vast and expen The intelligence which the presive preparations of defence by sea sent month has brought us, relates and by land; on what side tie ba- chiefly to the preparations, which lance of benefits will fall, at the con are made in France and England clusion of the year, should the for attack and defence ; to the French never leave their ports, or journey of the first consul through should they loose half a dozen bat- the provinces of his empire ; to the ties and fifty thousand of their troops capitulation of Hanover, and to the in England, is a difficult question. insurrection in Ireland.
The French, while engaged in On the first head our intelligence these preparations, have not been does little more than confirm the idle in annoying the English on the accounts which had been previous
ly received. On the second head, firm measures, they will feel less the principal circumstance is, an interest in the changes which the address said to have been made by return of order requires, and we Buonaparte, on his setting out upon shall at the same time be more at his journey, on the twentieth of liberty to attempt these changes. June.
« The French are in general, of It is so very faithful a statement an unquiet and discontented dispoof the probable views of his govern- sition. That levity with which they ment, that we are inclined to doubt were reproached, and which some its authenticity. It is too candid a skilful Ministers have turned to display of his sentiments to have their advantage, in establishing abbeen safely made in the manner solute authority, no longer exists. It mentioned. It is, however, valua- is replaced by suspicion and restlessble as an historical picture of the ness. I have received many reports present state of France, and the sen- on the manner in which the people timents of its ruler....He delivers view our administration, on what himself in the following terms : they hope, and on what they require.
“ Before I commence one of the I have almost always observed a dismost important journies ever un content without any pretext, or by dertaken by the Chief of an Em- which those which existed were expire, I think it necessary to inform aggerated. We have not yet ad. my Council of State, that I am per- vanced far enough from the chaos fectly satisfied with their zeal and to which we succeeded, and the firefidelity.
tensions which contributed not a " A great enterprize occupies iny little to produce it are but too well mind, great meliorations demand recollected. Indeed when I see the my attention.
Without detailing injustice with which our meliorato you, at this moment, a vast pro- tions are received, and the liberty ject, in which I shall require the as- which is taken with our conduct, I sistance of your knowledge and am compelled to ask myself, wheyour efforts, I shall describe to you ther we have not been too gentle, the different subjects on which I am too conciliating and whether it is desirous the Council should delibe- possible for this nation to accommorate without delay.
date itself to a temperate autho“We cannot deny, that our inter- rity? nal administration has not that uni “ I am pretty well satisfied with ty and activity which distinguish the rich proprietors. They have our external relations..... We are that respect for the government, powerful and respected abroad, and which we are entitled to require of at home we are timidly irresolute them. But, perhaps, they have not ....obliged to consult public opinion, displayed sufficient confidence, perwithcut possessing the means of haps they have shewn little anxiety controuling or directing it.
to involve themselves in its destiny, “ Why our progress is thus em and finally, they, perhaps, made too barrassed I have not yet discovei ed. few sacrifices for supporting it in Perhaps, enterprizes, which require its embarrassment: but this is not boldness, have been conducted with the moment for investigating all too much circumspection....perhaps these subjects of dissatisfaction. too much importance has been gi- It is, however, necessary to discover ven to public opinion in circumstan- the cause of this uncertainty and ces in which it ought to have been coldness in the public opinion, and opposed or disregarded, I know not to remedy it promptly by strong but it appears to me to be necessary measures and vigorous instituinstantly to break all the habits tions. which great bodies of the people “I know, that in general, the have contracted by the revolution.... new government is reproached for Thus conducted to obedience by its expenses. If, however, the