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provocations are, in a great measure, accounted for or explained in the following extract.

Having noticed the very exalted notions of himself,' and the ill humour with which Dr. Forster entered on the poffeffion of the cabin allotted to him in the Resolution, the scantiness of which produced part of this ill humour; Mr. Wales proceeds to observe that the Doctor, he believes, never passed a week on board, without a dispute with one person or other : and in his part of those quarrels, he was seldom very choice either in the mildness or delivery of his expressions. Matters of this nature, frequently repeated, foon gave both officers and people a bad opinion of him; and it is not to be wondered at, if, in con. fequence thereof, they sometimes treated him with less ceremony than he would otherwise have had a right to expect. This, at least, is certain, there were but few who would go much out of their way to oblige him, in things to which their duty did not compel them. In short, before we reached New Zealand the first time, there was scarce a man in the ship whom he had not quarrelled with on one pretence or other.'

Under such circumstances, and in such a frame of mind, it is not to be wondered at if his relations of events should carry marks of his prejudices against the actors in them : nor can it be expected that he should describe their proceedings, fine ira & odio, as becomes an impartial historian. We are sorry to observe that the instances of apparently wilful misrepresentation, here collected, and most severely animadverted upon, by Mr. Wales, are very numerous indeed. We shall however chiefly confine ourselves to one particular transaction, in which we have, in some meafure, been made participes criminis; in consequence of the confidence we placed in the veracity and seeming candour of the relator ; and of the indignation excited in us by his recital of several other wanton acts of cruclty, 'the detail of which appeared to us to have been extorted from him by his feelings and humanity.

We allude to the horrible tale, which we abridged [M. R. June, 1777, page 462) according to which, a boat-hook was

darted at a poor pilferer in the Friendly Isles (who had purJoined a few trifles) by which he was catched under the ribs, and dragged into the boat, with loss of blood, &c. Our blood boiled at the horrid recital, and in our wrath we could not refrain from ftigmatising the actors in this as well as in other equally horrid and highly finished scenes, with the title of European Savages; for which we fhall make them the amende bonorable, by giving Mr. Wales's account of the transaction at length:

I was an eye-witness, says Mr. Wales, of every part of the transaction to which this heavy charge relates, and, as the best 8

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answer to it, will give a full and simple relation of it as it really did happen. I was coming out of my own cabin, and going upon deck to observe the meridian altitude of the sun, when I met Mr. Hood, one of the midshipmen, going into the master's cabin, which was next to mine, I believe for Mr. Gilbert's quadrant, who was going to observe also. When he opened the door, he started back, and faid, “ There's a man just going out of the scuttle." I saw his legs, and we ran both upon deck, and called to him to leave what he had stolen, or he would be shot. He paid no regard to this, and a musket-ball was fired through the stern of his canoe, for he was not twenty yards off. This, however, had no effect ; and two boats were manned and sent after him ; for, notwithstanding Dr. Forster says the things were but trifles, they were of too much value to be loft, as amongst these trifles there were both the ship's and the master's log-books. Finding that our boats came up with him, he threw the things overboard, which one boat picked up, and the other followed with orders to bring him back to the ship; where it was intended to punish him with a dozen lashes, as an example to deter others from making the like daring attempts. Finding himself still pursued, and that his canoe began to fill at the musket-hole, and to paddle very heavily, he, and those that were with him, leaped overboard, and swam towards the shore. Our boat came up with him, but it is not easy to catch a naked man in the water, especially one of those to whom the water seems a natural element. He dived several times, and at last unhooked the rudder of the boat; and rendered it thereby totally ungovernable. One of the people then threw the boat hook over him (not darted it at him, and pulled him to the boat's side, when others got hold of his hair, arms, and legs, and pulled him into it. In doing this,(I cannot say, unfortunately, for it was not of the least confequence) the returning part of the boat-hook, which every one knows is as blunt as one's finger, flightly scratched his fide. By the accounts of the people when they cane on board, and who alone could know any thing of the matter, it was barely sufficient to make him bleed. The man almost instantly sprung from them, dived away to a considerable distance, and before the time that they got the rudder hung, and could overtake him he swam very near a quarter of a mile to some canoes, and got on shore.

Who, after reading this state of the matter, which I moft folemnly declare to be true, will not defpise, and even deteft the men, who, coolly and unprovoked, could charge another with darting such a thing as a boat-hook into his fellow-creature, unul it entered so far into his body, as for the hooked part to catch under his ribs, and in that manner drag him into a boat? Or who will suppose that a man, wounded in this manner, would be able to escape from five or fix others, leap out of the boat; and swim to a considerable distance ? Or, that « such a disposition for cruelty as had been (here) displayed, (supposing Dr. Forster's account to be true) would not have deprived us of the confidence and affection of his countrymen ?” Happy indeed is it for those who had the misfortune to fail with this man, that his intemperate heat, rashness, and inattention, so far counterbalance his disposition to do ill, as to render it in a manner harmless, and every where afford fufficient materials to confute his most cruel and unjust aspersions.'

Mr.Wales having vindicated himself and his shipmates against Dr. Forfter's manifold afperfions and misrepresentations, is at length induced to break through the resolution he had formed not to recriminate. He assures us that this mighty advocate for the natives of the South Sea isles, this detefter of every species of cruelty, and paragon of humanity, as he has represented himself, was twice confined, in the course of the voyage, for wanton and unprovoked afts of cruelty to the natives. Oncé by Capt. Cook, for shooting, as I was told, at the natives of Uliatea; a set of people who, he has himself assured us, are the most harmless and inoffensive, and, at the same time, the moft hospitable and generous that are any where to be met with, and whose behaviour was, at all times, lo cautious and circumfpect, as never once to provoke even the sailors to treat them ill, notwithstanding the known ease with which (as the Doctor fays) they are provoked to sport with the lives of their fellow creatures, The second time was by Lieutenant (ñow Captain) Clerke, for spurning with his foot, and spitting in the face of one of the natives of Tanna; and the provocation, as far as I could gather from his dispute with the man, was, because he had led him a long way to Thew him the nutmeg tree, and through misapprehention, as it appeared to me, had given him the name of the leaf for the name of the tree itself, and had afterwards the aus dacity to insist on some reward for his labour.'

The Reader is not to suppose that Mr. Wales's - Remarks are solely confined to matters of a personal nature, or to the defence of himself and shipmates. His performance may be considered as an useful, and, indeed, necefiary companion and corrective to Dr. Forster's work. At the same time it contains several pertinent observations relating to subjects of more general importance.

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Art. IX. Owen of Carron; a Poem. By. Dr. Langhorne. 4to.

35. Dilly. 1778. HE characteristics of the English Muse, in the present

age, seem to be ease, elegance and harmony ; in the last, she was nervous, but mechanical ; and in the age preceding the last, from whence, indeed, we may properly date the æra of poetry, in England, her more striking distinctions were pathos, sublimity, and enthusiasm. It would be an interesting speculation to inquire into the causes whence this difference of character hath arisen : but in discussing a question so complex and extensive, we might be thought to deviate too far into general criticism. To assemble and combine whatever is beautiful, magnificent, and affecting ; to conceive with truth and justness ; and to express with energy and effect the bold conceptions of a mind expanding itself to its utmost extension, require a much greater effort than to adjust syllables, or modulate a period. Nor does the general tafte, in any degree, inforce extraordinary exertion of talents : to accompany the flights of creative genius, and to fathom the depths of abstracted poetry, would be labours ill-suited to levity and idleness. General as this censure may appear, it is not meant to be indiscriminate. True taste hath ftill her votaries, though at the same time it must be acknowledged that in no period have they been numerous. The same exception, which comprehends the select few who have judgment and feeling to relifh the effects of true poetry, must be extended to the few likewife who are capable of producing those effects. In this class is the well-known Awthor of the poem now before us. He has long held a diftinguished rank in the republic of letters ; not higher, indeed, than 'might have been expected from a writer whose genius is original, and whose enthusiasm is not artificial or acquired, but the natural effect of a powerful imagination.

The story on which this poem is founded, though romantic, is interesting ; and the more so, as we are told there is reason to believe it is, in some measure, authentic. The rude outline of it may be traced in the ancient Scottish ballad of Gill More rice. It is something singular that the same ballad has furnished a plot to one of our popular tragedies.

The opening of the poem prepares us for a tale of tenderness and distress :

On Carron's side the primrose pale,

Why does it wear a purple hue?
Ye maidens fair of MARLIVALE,

Wby stream your eyes with Pity's dew?

'Tis all with gentle Owen's blood

That purple grows the primrose pale ;
That Pity pours the tender flood

From each fair eye in MARLIVALE.
These are followed by four stanzas of inimitable beauty s

The evening ftar fat in his eye,

The fun his golden treffes gave,
The North's pure morn her orient dye,

To him who refts in yonder grave !
Beneath no high, historic fone,

Though nobly born, is Owen laid,
Stretch'd on the green wood's lap alone,

He leeps beneath the waving shade.
There many a flowery race hath sprung,

And fled before the mountain gale, :

Since first his fimple dirge ye sung;

Ye maidens fair of MARLIVALE!
Yet still, when May with fragrant feet

Hath wander'd o'er your meads of gold,
That dirge I hear so simply sweet

Far echoed from each evening fold. The foregoing lines recal to us the plaintive and affecting harmony of COLLINS; between whom and our poet, were we not restrained by the limits of our Review, we might, indeed, trace a still further resemblance. To a fimilarity of taste and genius it is probably owing that the public were originally indebted for the first regular edition of COLLINS's works. Till Dr. Langhorne's republication of them, the writings of this wonderful and unfortunate nan were, for reasons which the Editor has given, little known, or too much neglected.

As we are unwilling to anticipate the pleasure of the Public in the perusal of the poem, we lhall not enter into a minute detail of its several parts, but only select such passages as are most detached, and may best serve to give our Readers a foretaste of the gratification they are to expect from the whole of this masterly performance.

There is something beautifully picturesque in the imagery of the following passage:

'Twas when, on summer's softest eve,

Of clouds that wander'd Weft away,
Twilight with gentle hand did weave

Her fairy robe of night and day.
When all the mountain gales were still,

And the wave slept against the shore,
And the fun funk beneath the hill,

Left his last smile on LEMMERMORE *

• A chain of mountains running thro' Scotland, from East to Welt.


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