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681. THE NATURE OF ELOQUENCE. I Shall smile-upon its keenest pains, When public bodies are to be addressed, on
And scorn redress," momentous occasions, when great interests are at stake, and strong passions excited,
I said to Death's uplifted dart, nothing is valuable in speech, farther than it
“Aim sure! oh, why delay? is connected with high intellectual and mor
Thou wilt not find a fearful heart, al endowments. Clearness, force, and earn
A weak, reluctant prey; estness, are the qualities which produce con For still-the spirit, firm, and free, viction. True eloquence, indeed, does not
Triumphant-in the last dismay, · consist in speech. It cannot be brought from
Wrapt--in its own eternity, far. Labor and learning may toil for it, but they will toil in vain.
Shall, smiling, pass away." Words and phrases may be marshaled in
683. PASSAGE OF THE RED SEA. every way, but they cannot compass it. It 'Mid the light spray, their snorting camels stood, must exist in the man, in the subject, and in Nor bath'd a fetlock, in the nauseous flood : the occasion. Affected passion, intense ex- | He comes-their leader comes ! the man of God, pression, the pomp of declamation, all may | aspire after it, but cannot reach it. It comes,
Y O'er the wide waters, lifts his mighty rod, if it come at all like the outbreaking of a And onward treads. The circling waves retreat fountain from the earth, or the bursting forth | In hoarse, deep murmurs, from his holy feet; of volcanic fires, with spontaneous, original, And the chas'd surges, inly roaring, show native force.
| The hard wet sand, and coral hills below. The graces taught in the schools, the costly
osuy | With limbs, that falter, and with hearts, that swell, ornaments and studied contrivances of speech, shock and disgust men, when their own lives,
Down, down they pass-a steep, and slippery del.. and the fate of their wives, their children, and Around them rise, in pristine chaos hurl'd, their country, hang on the decision of the The ancient rocks, the secrets of the world ; hour. Then, words have lost their power, And flowers, that blush beneath the ocean green, rhetoric is vain, and all elaborate oratory,
ves, the sea-calves' low-roof'd haunts, are centemptible. Even genius itself then feels
Down,safelydown the narrow pass they tread;[seen. repuked, and subdued, as in the presence of
The beetling waters-storm above their head; higher qualities.
Then, patriotism is eloquent; then, self-While far behind, retires the sinking day, devotion is eloquent. The clear conception, and fades on Edom's hills, its latest ray. cut-running the deductions of logic, the high Yet not from Israel-fled the friendly light, purpose, of firm resolve, the dauntless spirit, | Or dark to them, or cheerless came the night; speaking on the tongue, beaming from the
Still, in their van, along that dreadful road, [God. eye, informing every feature, and urging the whole man onward, right onward to his ob
Blaz'd broad and fierce, the brandish'd torch of ject,--this-is eloquence.-Webster.
Its meteor glare--a tenfold lustre gave,
On the long mirrot-of the rosy wave : 682. THE SOUL'S DEFIANCE.
While its blest beams-a sunlike heat supply, I said-to Sorrow's awful storm,
Warm every cheek, and dance in every eye. That beat against my breast,
To them alone-for Misraim's wizard train “Rage on! thou may'st destroy this form,
Invoke, for light, their monster-gods in vain : And lay it low-at rest;
Clouds heap'd on clouds, their struggling sight con But still--the spirit that now brooks
And tenfold darkness broods above their line. (fine, Thy tempest, raging high,
Yet on they press, by reckless vengeance led, Undaunted, on its fury looks-
And range, unconscious, through the ocean's bed, With steadfast eye."
Till midway now—that strange, and fiery form, I said--to Pentty's meagre train,
Show'd his dread visage, lightning through the " Come on! your threats I brave;
storm; My last, poor life-drop-you may drain, With withering splendor, blasted all their might, And crush me--to the grave;
And brake their chariot-wheels, and marred their Yet still, the spirit, that endures,
coursers' flight. Shall mark your force—the while,
"Fly, Misraim, fly!" The ravenous floods they see, And meet each cold, cold grasp of yours, And, fiercer than the floods, the Deity. With bitter smile."
“Fly, Misraim, fly!” From Edom's coral strand, I said—10 cold Neglect, and Scorn,
Again the prophet stretch'd his dreadful wand : "Pass on! I heed you not;
With one wild crash, the thundering waters sweep, Ye may pursue me, till my form,
And all-is waves—a dark, and lonely deep! And being-are forgot;
Yet, o'er these lonely waves, such murmurs past, Yet, still the spirit, which you see
As mortal wailing swell’d the nightly blast: Undaunted by your wiles,
And strange, and sad, the whispering breezes boro Draws from its own nobility
The groans of Egypt-to Arabia's shore.--Ieber. Its high-born smiles.”
CONCEALED LOVE. said--to Friendship's menaced blow,
She never told her love, “Strike deep! my heart shall bear;
But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Thou canst but add-one bitter wo
Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought To those-already there;
And, with a green and yellow melancholy,
She sat like patience on a monument,
i Smiling at grief.
of definitions ular eloquence of pic. and the of the great tomb onan
-884. GREEK LITERATURE. It is impos- | And, lost each human trace, surrendering up rible to contemplate the annals of Greek lit- | Thine individual being, shalt thou go crature, and art, without being struck with To mix forever with the elements, them, as by far the most extraordinary, and To be a brother-to th' insensible rock, brilliant phenomenon, in the history of the hu
And to the sluggish clod, which the rude swain man .mind. The very language, even in its primitive simplicity, as it came down from the
Turns with his share, and treads upon. rhapsodists, who celebrated the exploits of
The oakHercules, and Theseus, was as great a won- Shali send his roots abroad, and pierce thy mae dele der, as any it records.
Yet not, to thy eternal resting place, All the other tongues, that civilized men
Shalt thou retire, aloneanor could'st thou wish have spoken, are poor, and feeble, and barbarous, in comparison of it. Its compass,
Couch more magnificent. Thou shalt lie dowa and flexibility, its riches, and its powers, are With patriarchs of the infant world, with kings, altogether unlimited. It not only expresses, The powerful of the earth, the wise, the good, with precision, all that is thought, or known, Fair forms, and hoary seers of ages past, at any given period, but it enlarges itself na- | All-in one-mighty sepulchre. turally, with the progress of science, and afTords, as if without an effort, a new phrase, or
The hills, a systematic nomenclature, whenever one is | Rock-ribbed, and ancient as the sun; the vales, called for.
Stretching in pensive quietness between; It is equally adapted to every variety of The venerable woods; rivers, that move style, and subject, to the most shadowy sub- In majesty, and the complaining brooks Coll tlety of distinction, and the utmost exactness Th
That make the meadows green; and, poured round of definition, as well as to the energy, and the pathos of popular eloquence, to the majesty,
Old ocean's gray and melancholy waste, the elevation, the variety of the Epic, and the
Are but the solemn decorations allboldest license of the Dithyrambic, no less Of the great tomb of man. The golden sun, than to the sweetness of the Elegy, the sim The planets, all the infinite host of heaven, plicity of the Pastoral, or the heedless gayety, Are shining on the sad abodes of death, and delicate characterization of Comedy.
Through the still lapse of ages. Above all, what is an unspeakable charm, a sort of naivete is peculiar to it, and appears
All that tread in all those various styles, and is quite as be- The globe, are but a handfull, to the tribes, coming, and agreeable, in an historian, or a That slumber in its bosom. Take the wings philosopher, Xenophon for instance, as in the Of morning, and the Barcan desert pierce, light and jocund numbers of Anacreon. " Or, lose thyself in the continuous woods,
Indeed, were there no other object, in learn- | Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound, ing Greek, but to see—to what perfection language is capable of being carried, not only as
Save its own dashings-yet-the dead are there;. a medium of communication, but as an instru
And millions in those solitudes, since first ment of thought, we see not why the time of The flight of years began, have laid them down a young man would not be just as well be- In their last sleep: the dead-reign there-alone. stowed, in acquiring a knowledge of it, for all
So shalt thou rest; and what, if thou shalt fall, the purposes, at least of a liberal, or elementary education, as in learning algebra, another
Unnoticed by the living; and no friendspecimen of a language, or arrangement of Take note of thy departure? All that breathe signs perfect in its kind.-Legare.
Will share thy destiny. The gay will laugh, 685. OUR EXIT: THANATOPSIS.
When thou art gone; the solemn brood of care To him, who, in the love of nature, holds
Plod on; and each one, as before, will chase Cominunion with her visible forms, she speaks His favorite phantom; yet, all these shall leave A various language; for his gayer hours,
Their mirth, and their enjoyments, and shall come, She has a voice of gladness, and a smile,
And make their bed with thee. As the long train And eloquence of beauty, and she glides
Of ages glide away, the sons of men, Into his dark musings, with a mild,
The youth, in life's green spring, and he, who goes And gentle sympathy, that steals away
In the full strength of years, matron, and maid, Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
The bowed with age, the infant, in the smiles When thoughts
And beauty of its innocent age, cut off, Of the last bitter hour, come like a blight
Shall, one by one, be gathered to thy side, Over tb.y spirit, and sad images
By those, who, in their turn, shall follow them. Of the stern agony, and shroud, and pall,
So live, that when thy summons comes, to join And breathless darkness, and the narrow house, The innumerable caravan, that moves :: Make thee to shudder, and grow sick at heart;
To the pale realms of shade, where each shall take Go foi:h into the open sky, and list
His chamber, in the silent halls of death, To na..:e's teaching, while, from all around,
'Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, [eda Comes a still voice
Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained, and sooth“Yet a few days, and thee,
By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave, . The al-beholding sun shall see no more, Like one, who wraps the drapery of his couch In all his course; nor yet, in the cold ground, about him, and lies down-to pleasan it tams” Where thy pale form was laid, with many tears,
It is jealousy's—pcculiar nature, Nor 'n the embrace of ocean, shall exist
To swell small things-to great; nay, out of nought Thy image. Earth, that nourished thee, shall claim
To conjure much, and then, lose its reagonTay growth, to be resolved to earth again;
Amia the hideous phantoms, it has formed.
686. BENEFITS OF AGRICULTURE. Agri
687. THE AMERICAN FLAG. culture-is the greatest among the arts; for When Freedom--from her mountain selle it is first in supplying our necessities. It is Unfurl'd her standard-to the air, the mother, and nurse of all other arts. It
She tore the azure robe of night, favors and strengthens population; it creates ard maintains manufactures ; gives employ
And set the stars of glory--there. ment to navigation, and materials to com
She mingled, with its gorgeous dye3 merce. It animates every species of indus The milky baldric-of the skies, try, and opens-to nations the surest channels And striped its pure-celestial white, of opulence. It is also the strongest bond of
With streakings of the morning light; well regulated society, the surest basis of in
Then, from his mansion-in the siin ternal peace, the natural association of good morals.
She called her eagle-bearer-down, We ought to count, among the benefits of And gave-into his mighty hand, agriculture, the charm, which the practice The symbol-of her chosen land. of it communicates to a country life. That
Majestic monarch-of the cloud, charm, which has made the country, in our
Who rear'st aloft-thy regal form, view, the retreat of the hero, the asylum of
To hear the tempest-trumpings loud, the sage, and the temple of the historic muse. The strong desire, the longing after
And see the lightning lances driven, the country, with which we find the bulk When strive-the warriors of the storm, of mankind to be penetrated, points to And rolls--the thunder-drum of heaven, it as the chosen abode of sublunary bliss. Child of the sun! to thee 'tis given, The sweet occupations of culture, with her
To guard the banner of the free, varied products and attendant enjoyments,
To hover-in the sulphur smoke, are, at least, a relief from the stifling atmosphere of the city, the monotony of subdivided
To ward away the battle-stroke, employments, the anxious uncertainty of com And bid its blendings-shine, afar, merce, the vexations of ambition so often dis Like rainbows-on the cloud of war, appointed, of self-love so often mortified, of The harbingers--of victory! factitious pleasures, and unsubstantial vani
Flag of the brave! thy folds shall fly, ties. Health, the first and best of all the blessings
The sign of hope-and triumph high, of life, is preserved and fortified by the prac When speaks the signal trumpet tone, tice of agriculture. That state of well-being. I And the long line--comes gleaming on. which we feel and cannot define; that self Ere yet the life-blood, warm and wet, satisfied disposition, which depends, perhaps, Has dimm'd the glistening bayonet, on the perfect equilibrium, and easy play of
Each soldier eye-shall brightly turn vital forces, turns the slightest acts to pleas
To where thy meteor glories burn; ure, and makes every exertion of our faculties a source of enjoyment; this inestimable
And, as his springing steps advance, state of our bodily: functions is most vigorous
Catch war, and vengeance-from the glance in the country, aix) if lost elsewhere, it is in And when the cannon-mouthings loud, the country we exit to recover it.
Heave, in wild wreaths, the battle-shroud, The very theatre 11 xgricultural avocations,
And gory sabres rise, and fall, gives them a value to is peculiar; for who
Like shoots of flame-on midnight's pall; can contemplate, withos -motion, the magnificent spectacle of natur, when, arrayed in
There shall thy victor glances glow, vernal hues, she renews t ecenery of the
And cowering foes-shall fall beneath world! All things revive her kerful voice Each gallant arm, that strikes below
the meadow resumes its freshneas and ver That lovely messenger of death. dure; a living sap circulates through every
Flag of the seas! on ocean's wave, budding tree; fiowers spring to meet the warm caresses of Zephyr, and from their
Thy stars shall glitter o'er the brave: opening petals pour forth rich perfume. The When death, careering on the gale, songsters of the forest once more awake, and Sweepe darkly-round the bellied sail, in tones of melody, again salute the coming i And frighted waves--rush wildly backdawn; and again they deliver to the evening i
Before the broadside's reeling rack, echo--their strains of tenderness and love.
Each dying wanderer of the sca, Can man-rational, sensitive man-can he remain unmoved by the surrounding pres
Shall look, at once, to heaven-and thee, ence! and where else, than in the country,
And smile-to see thy splendors fiy, can he behold, where else can he feel-this In triumph-o'er his closing eye. jubilee of nature, this universal joy !--Mac Flag of the free heart's only home! Neven.
By angel hands-to valor given; Let me lead you from this place of sorrow,
Thy stars have lit the welkin dome, To one where young delights attend; and joys,
And all thy hues--were born in heaven. Yet new, unborn, and blooming in the bud,
Forever float--that standard sheet! Which want to be full-blown at your approach,
Where breathes the foe-but falls before me. And spread like roses, to the morning sun;
With Freedom's soil--beneath our feet, Where ev'ry hour shall roll in circling joys,
And Freedom's banner-streaming o'er un! And love shall wing the tedious-wasting day. His being was in her alone, Life without love, is load; and time stands still; And he not being, she was none. What we refuse to him, to death we give;
They joy'd one joy, one griei'they grievid, An! then, then only, when we love we live.
('ne love they lov'd, one life they liv'd.
688. TRIBUTE :,0 WASHINGTON. Hard, Bowl-rang to bow),--steel-clanged to sleel, -and rose a deafenhard indeed, was the contest for freedom, and ing cry, the struggle for independence. The golden | That made the torches flare around, and shook the flags on high: sun of liberty-had nearly set, in the gloom
“Ho! cravena, do ye fear him?-Slaves, traitors ! have ye flow ? of an eternal night, ere its radiant beams il- | Ho! cowards, have ye left me to meet him here alone! lumined our western horizon. Had not the But I defy him :- let him come !" Down rang the massy cup, tutelar saint of Columbia--hovered around While, from its sheath, the ready blade came flashing half-way up; the American camp, and presided over her And, with the black, and heavy plumes-scarce trembling on kys destinies, freedom must have met with an
head, ntinely grave. Never, can we sufficiently ad
There-in his dark, carved, oaken chair, Old Rudiger sat, dead mire the wisdom of those statesmen, and the
690. QUEEN MAB. skill, and bravery, of those unconquerable ve- then, I see Queen Mab hath been with you. terans, who, by their unwearied exertions in She is the fairy's midwife, and she comes the cabinet, and in th:2 field, achieved for us
In shape, no bigger than an agate-stone, the glorious revolution. Never, can we duly appreciate the merits of a Washington; who,
On the forefinger of an alderman; with buta handful of undisciplined yeomanry,
| Drawn with a team of little atomies, triumphed over a royal army, and prostrated Athwart men's noses, as they lie asleep: the lion of England at the feet of the Ameri- Her wagon spokes-made of long spinner's legs can eagle. His name,-so terrible to his foes, | The cover of the wings of grasshoppers; so welcome to his friends,--:hall live forever The traces-of the smallest spiders web; upon the brightest page of the historian, and
The collars-of the moonshine's watery beams; ve remembered, with the warmest emotions of gratitude, and pleasure, by those, whom
Her whip---of cricket's bone; her lash-of film; he had contributed to make happy, and by Her wagoner-a small gray-coated gnat, all mankind, when kings, and princes, and Not half so big-as a round-little worm, nobles, for ages, shall have sunk into their Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid; merited oblivion. Unlike them, he needs not Her chariot-is an empty hazel-nut. the assistance of the sculptor, or the architect, | Made by the joiner-squirrel, or old grub. to perpetuate his memory: he needs no princely dome, no monumental pile, no state
Time out of mind, the fairies coach-makers. ly pyramid, whose towering height shall
And in this state she gallops, night by night, pierce the stormy clouds, and rear its lofty Thro' lovers' brains, and then they dream of lovar head to heaven, to tell posterity his fame. On courtiers' knees, that dream on curtsies strait : His deeds, his worthy deeds, alone have ren. O'er lawyers' fingers, who straight dream on fees' dered him immortal! When oblivion shall O'er ladies' lips, who straio
O’er ladies' lips, who straight on kisses dream have swept away thrones, kingdoms, and principalities--when human greatness, and
Sometimes, she gallops o’er a courtier's nose, grandeur, and glory, shall have mouldered in
And then, dreams he of smeliing out a suit: to dust.--eternity itself shall catch the glow
And sometimes comes she, with a tithe-pig's tail, ing theme, and dwell with increasing rapture | Ticklig the parson, as he lies asleep; on his name!--Gen. Harrison. .
Then dreams he-of another benefice. 689. THE BARON'S LAST BANQUET. Sometimes, she driveth o'er a soldier's neck, (fra low couch--the setting sun-had thrown its latest ray, And then he dreams of cutting foreign throats, Where, in his last--strong agony--a dying warrior lay,
Of breaches, ambuscadoes, Spanish blades, The stern-old Baron Rudiger, whose frana-had ne'er been bent
Of healths five fathoms deep; and then anon By wasting pain, till time, and toil-its iron strength had spent.
Drums in his ears, at which he starts, and wakes; “ They come around me here, and say my days of life are o'er, Nat I shall mount my noble steed, and lead my band no more;
And being thus frighted, swears a prayer or two, They come, and to my beard--they dare to tell me now, that I, And sleeps again.-Shakspeare. Their own liege lord, and master born,--that I, ha! ha! must die.
YOUTH AND AGE. When the surnmer day And what is death? I've dared him oft-before the Paynim spear,
spear, of youth--is slowly wasting a y into the Think ye he's entered at my gate, has come to seek me here?
nightfall of age, and the shadows of past years 're met him, faced him, scorn'd him, when the fight was raging hot,
grow deeper and deeper, as life wears to its I'll try his might-I'll brave his power: defy, and fear him not.
close, it is pleasant to look back, through the
vista of time, upon the sorrows and felicities H sound the tocsin from my tower, and fire the culverin,
of our earlier years. If we have a home to But each retainer-arm with speed, -call every vassal in,
shelter, and hearts to rejoice with us, and tp with my banner on the wall, -the banquet board prepare Throw wide the portal of my hall, and bring my armor there!"
friends have been gathered together around An hundred hands were busy then,—the banquet forth was spread,
our firesides, then, the rough places of our
way faring will have been worn and smoothed And rung-the heavy oaken floor, with many a martial tread;
away, in the twilight of life, while the sunny While from the rich, lark tracery-along the vaulted wall, Lights-gleamed on Iarness, plume and spear, o'er the proud old
spots we have passed through, will grow Gothic hall.
brighter and more beautiful. Happy, indeed, Faet hurrying through the outer gate-the mailed retainers pour'd, are they, whose interference with the world On thro' the portal's frowning arch, and throng'd around the board. has not changed the tone of their holier feelWhile, at its head, within his dark, carved oaken chair of state,
ings, or broken those musical chords of the Armed cap-a-pie, stern Rudiger, with girded falchinn, sate. heart, whose vibrations are so melodious, so "Fill every breaker up, my men, pour forth the cheering wine,
tender and touching, in the evening of age. There's life, and strength-in every drop, ---thanksgiving to the vine! When Learning's triumph o'er her barbarous foee Are ye all there, m! vassals true ?--mine eyes are waxing dim;
First rear'd the stage, immortal Shakspeare rose. Pill rounil, my tried and tearless ones, each gcblet to the brim.
Each change of many-color'd life he drew;
Exhausted worlds, and then imagin'd new : hear it faintly:-Louder yet !- What clogs my heavy breath? Existence--saw him spurn her bounded regn; .. all,-and shout for Rudiger, Defiance unto Death!” | And panting Time-toil'd after him in vain. BRONSON
nk of op that men re
691. HE PASSING OF THTRURICON. AL But still, as wilder grew the wind, gentleman, Mr. President, speaking of Ce
And as the night-grew drearer, sar's benevolent disposition, and of the re Adown the glen-rode armed men, luctance, with which he cut red into the civil Their trampling--sounded nearer. war, observes, “How long did he pause upon "O haste thee, haste :" the lady cries the brink of the Rubicon ?" How came he “Though tempests round us gather to the brink of that river! How dared he I'll meet the raging of the skies, cross it! Shall private men respect the boun
But lot an angry father." daries of private property, and shall a man I. boat-has left the stormy land, pay no respect to the boundaries of his coun
A stormy sea--before her-try's rights? How dared he cross that riv
When, oh! too strong for human hani, er. Oh! but he paused upon the brink! He
The tempest-gathered o'er her. should have perished upon the brink, cre he
And still they rowed, amidst the roar had crossed it! Why did he pause? Why
Of waters, fast prevailing: does a man's heart palpitate wlien he is on the
Lord Ullin-reached that tatal shore, point of committing an unlawful dved! Why
His wrath-was changed to wailing. does the very murderer,'his victim sleeping
For, sore dismayed, through storm, and he before him, and his glaring eye, taking the
His child-he did discover; measure of the blow, strike wide of the mor
One lovely hand--she stretched for aid, tal part? Because of conscier ce! 'Twas
And one-was round her lover. that made Cesar pause upon , drink of the
" Come back ! come back!” he cried in grek Rubicon. Compassion! What compassion!
"Across this stormy water:
And I'll forgive your Highland chief: The compassion of an assain, that feels a
My daughter! oh, my daughter.!” . momentary shudder, as his weapon berins to cut! Cesar paused ure the brink of the
'Twas vain: the loud waves-lashed the shore, Rubicon! What was 't Rubicon! The
Return, or aid-preventing :
The waters wild went o'er his child, boundary of Cesar's rrii.ce. From what
And he was left-lamenting.--Campbell. did it separate his prov . From his country. Was that couni desert? No: it 693. PROGRESS OF GOVERNMENT. In
rich and popu- government, as in science, it is useful, often lous! Its sons were Men of genius, spirit, to review its progress, and to revert, even te and generosity! Its Caughters were lovely, its simplest elements. It will be salutary, fresusceptible, and chasie! Friendship was its quently to ascertain, how far society, and inhabitant! Love was its inhabitant! Do laws, in their present condition, accord with mestic affection was its inhabitant! Liberty those, which we have been accustomed to was its inhabitant! All bounded by the consider, as their first and purest principles; stream of the Rubicon! What was Cesar, how far, in the lapse of time, they may have that stood upon the bank of that stream? A deviated from their original form and structraitor, bringing war and pestilence into the ture. Even when we recur to inquiries, heart of that country! No wonder that he merely speculative, to imaginary“ social com paused - no wonder if, his imagination tracts, to abstract rights, we may often gathwrought upon by his conscience, he had be- er instruction, ara detect some concealed, os held blood-instead of water, and heard neglected truth, applicable to our own times groans, instead of murmurs! No wonder if and to our own immediate condition. some gorgon horror had turned him into stone But when a government is derived, not upon the spot! But, no! he cried, “The from fictitious assumptions, not from ancient die is cast! He plunged !--he crossed! or obscure sources, or traditions, but, from and Rome was free no more!--Knowles. actual, and specific agreement; when many, 692. LORD ULLIN'S DAUGHTER.
and various interests have been combined
and compromised, and a written covenant A chieftain-to the Highlands bound,
has assured to many parties, rights, and powCries. “ Boatman, do not tarry! And I'll give thee a silver pound,
ers, and privileges, it becomes a duty to reTo row us-o'er the ferry."
vise this compact frequently and strictly, that “Now, who be re-would cross Loch-Gyle
no one entitled to its protection may be deThis dark--and stormy water ?"
prived, through inadvertence on the one part, "0! I'm the chief of Ulva's isle,
or encroachment on the other, of his vested And this--lord Ullin's daughter.
rights; and that no changes may be introdu“And fast before her father's men,
ced into the compact, but by the actual con Three days-we've fled together,
sent of those, who are parties to the covenant For should be find us in the glen,
Every spirit, as it is most pure,
"And hath in it the more of heavenly light, “ His horsemen--hard behind us ride; Should they our steps discover,
So it the fairer body doth procure
To habit in, and it more fairly dight
With cheerful grace, and amiable sight; Out spoke the hardy, Highland wight,
For of the soul, the body form doth take,
For soul is form, and doth the body make.
For who, to dumb forgetfulness a prey, "And, by my word! the bonny bird
This pleasing anxious being e'er resigned, In danger, shall not tarry;
Left the warm precincts of the cheerful day, So, though the waves are raging white,
Nor cast one longing, ling‘ring look behind ! I'll row you o'er the ferry."
On some fond breast the parting soul relies, By this, the storm grew loud-apace, The water-wraith-was shrieking;
Some pious drops the closing eye requires : And, in the scowl of heaven, each face
Ev'n from the tomh, the voice of nature cries Grew dark-as they were speaking.
Ev'n in our ashes live their wonted fires.