became the scenes of the most horrible from this rustic habitation, a clear toroutrages against humanity. Multitudes rent rolls with no fcanty stream down a had already perished by the murderous bold rock, into which its fall had worn commisfion of Orange, and multitudes in grots and caverns, which were luxurithe gloom of prisons a waited the same ously decorated with thrubs for ever wafate, when the fall of Robespierre stopped tered by the spray. The torrent not fala the torrent of human blood.

ling from a very considerable height, proAmid the mass of far-fpread evil, a- duced sounds more foothing than noisy, mid the groans of general calamity, no and, without having the power of excita doubt many a sigh of private sorrow has ing the sensation of fublimity, awakened never reached the ear of sympathy, and that of che pensive plealing melanchomany a victim has fallen unpitied and ly. unknown. Some of the martyrs of Maig- This sequestrated valley, rich in the wild net's tyranny have however found a 'sad graces of nature, had escaped the decohiftorian of the penfive plain ;' and the rations of French art, and no jets d'eaux, fate of Monf. de M 's family, which I clipped trees, and i alleys who have have heard related much in detail by an brothers,' deformed its solitary receffes. old female servant who was the compa- Far above, and at some distance, arose nion of their misfortunes, is not the least the lofty mountain of Ventoux, covered affecting of those tales of sorrow.

with its eternal snows; that mountain • M. de M , formerly a noble, lived which Petrarch climbed, in spite of the with his son, an only child, at Marseil- steep rocks that guard its alcent, and les, where he was generally respected, from the summit of which he gazed upand where, during the progress of the re- on the Alps; the boundary of his native volution, he had acted the part of a firm country, and sighed; or cast his looks and enlightened patriot. After the fa- upon the waves of the Mediterranean tal events of the 3rst of May, he became which bathe Marseilles, and dath themsuspected of what was called federalism felves against Aignes-Mortes ; while he by the jacobin party, which usurped the saw the rapid Rhone flowing majefticalpower in that city, and punished with ly along the valley, and the clouds rolimprisonment or death all those who had ling beneath his feet. honourably protested against the tyrana Such was the scene where M. de ny of the mountain faction. M. M- M- fought for refuge, and where he was warned of the danger by a friend, sheltered himself from the rage of his fetime enough to fly from the city, accom- rocious persecutors. He had, soon after, panied only by an old female fcrvant, the anguish of hearing that his brother, who entreated to share the fortune,of her who had a place in the administration of master. His wife died some years be one of the southern departments, and fore the revolution; and his son, an a- who had taken an active part on the fide miable, an accomplished young man, of of the Gironde, had perished on the scaftwenty-four years of age, had, a few fold. M. de

M f ound means to inweeks before his father's flight, been cal form his after-in-law of the place of his led upon by the first requifition, and had retreat, to which he conjured her to har. joined the army of the Pyrenees.

ten with her daughter, and share the litM. de M , after wandering as far tle property which he had rescued from as his infirmities would permit (for al- the general wreck of his fortune. His though only in his fixty-third year, his old servant Marianne, who was the bear. frame was much debilitated by a long er of this message, returned, accompani. course of ill health) took refuge in a lo- ed by his niece; her mother was no litary habitation, at a few leagues dif- more: she had survived only a few tance from Ariquon, and one of the wilde weeks the death of her husband. The eft parts of that romantic country. The interview between mademoiselle Ademountains seem to close the fcene upon laide de M_ and her uncle produced the traveller, till by a narrow cleft it again those emotions of overwhelming sorrow, opens into a Imali valley, where this lit- that arise at the sight of objects which intle hermitage, for such was the aspect tereft our affections, after we have fur. of the dwelling, was placed. This unfre- tained any deep calamity : in those moquented valley was rich with pasturage, ments, the past rushes on the mind with and bounded by lofty hills, wooded cliffs, uncontroulable vehemence; and madeand in some parts by large grotesque moiselle de M , after having long rocks with harp peaks, that rofe above embraced her uncle, with an agony that the foliage of hanging forests. Not far choked all utterance, at length pronoun


ced, in the accents of despair, the names local charm which endears to minds of of father and of mother.

tafte and fentiment spots which have M. de

M e ndeavoured to fupply been celebrated by the powers of genius. to his unfortunate nitce the place of the Petrarch, the tender, the immortal Peparents she had loft, and forgot his own triarch, tad trode those very valleys, had cvils in this attenipt to soothe the afilic- climbed those very rocks, had wandered tion of this interefting mourner, who, at in those very woods.comand the two young nineteen years of age, in all the bloom of persons, who both understood Italian, beauty, was the prey of a deep and of when they read together the melodious a fettled melancholy. She had too strains of that divine poet, found themInuch sensibility not to feel his tender selves transported into new regions, and cares, and often restrained her tears in his forgot for a while that revolutionary gopresence, because they gave him pain. vernment exifted. From those dreams, When those tears would no longer be those delightful illusions, they were afuppressed, the wandered out alone, and, wakened by a letter, which a friend and then seating herself on some fragment fellow-foldier of young de M- conof rock, loothed by the murmurs of the veyed to him, in which he conjured him hollow winds and moaning waters, iné to return immediately to the army, if he dulged her grief without controul. In would mun being claffed among the ful-' one of those lonely rambles, sacred to her pected or the proscribed. forrows, the was awakened from melan- Young de M confidered the decholy mufing by the sudden appearance fence of his country as a sacred duty of her cousin, the son of M. de M which he was bound to fulfil. He in. who, after having repeatedly exposed his stantly prepared to depart. Bid adieu to life during a long, and perilous cam- his father and Adelaide with tears wrung paign, in the service of his country, re- from a bleeding heart, and tore himself turned--to find his home deferied and away with an effort, which it required his father an exile. Such were the re- the exertion of all his fortitude to fultain. wards which the gallant defenders of li- After having pafled the cleft which enberty received from the hands of tyrants. closed the valley, he again turned back The young man flew to his father's re- to gaze once more on the fpot which treat, where the first object he faw was his contained all his treasure. Adelaide, aflovely cousin, whom he had a few months ter his departure, had no consolation but before beheld in all the pride of youth in the fad yet dear indulgence of tender tul beauty ; her check flushed with the recollections ; in fhedding tears over the gay Suffusion of health, and her eye paths in which they had trod, over the Iparkling with pleasure. That check books they had read together. Alas, was now covered with fixed paleness, and this unfortunate young lady had far Om that eye was now dimmed with tears; ther pangs to suffer than the tender re. but Madem. de M- never appeared to pinings of absence from a beloved obhim so interefting as in this moment. ject! Some weeks after the departure of

Two young persons, placed together her lover, the departments of Vaucluse in fuch peculiar circumstances, muft have and the mouth of the Rhone were delo." had hearts infenfibie indeed, had they lated by Maignet. Two prescribed vicconceived nu attachment for each other. tims of his tyranny, who were friends of The son of M. de M , and Adelaide, M. de M , and knew the place of who both poíTefled an uncommon share his retreat, fought for an asylum in his of sensibility, foon felt, that while all be- dwelling. M. de M- received his fuyond the narrow cleft which feparated gitive friends with affectionate kindness. ähe little valley from the rest of the world But a few days after their arrival their was misery and disorder, whatever could retreat was diicovered by the emissaries give value to exiftence was to be found of Maignet ; the narrow pass of the valwithin its favage boundary, in that reci- ley was guarded by foldiers; the house Diocal affection which foorhed the evils was encompassed by a military force ; of the pait, and shed a soft and cheering and M. de

M w as summoned to deray over the gloom of the future. The part with the confpirators whom he had icene in which they were placed was pe- dared to harbour, in order to appear culiarly calculated to cherith the illusions with them before the popular commifof passion; nos merely from displaying fion eftablished at Orange. This last thöfe simple and romantic beauties, the froke his unbappy niece had no power to contempiation of which foftens while it sustain. All the wounds of her soul were clevates the affections wit had also that suddenly and rudely torn open ; and al


together overhelmed by this unexpected, age was for ever present to his mind; this terrible calamity, which filled up the and, onable to support the bitternets of measure of her afflictions, her reason those pangs which her idea excited, he entirely forsook her. With frantic ago- again found means to obtain leave of abny mhe knelt at the feet of him who com- fence for a few weeks, and hastened to mandelli che troop; the implored, the the valley. He found the habitation dewept, the shricked ; then started up and serted all was dark and silent: he flew hung upon her uncle's neck, pressing him through the apartments, calling upon the : wildly in her arms. Some of the folo name of Adelaide, but no voice answerdiers proposed conducting her also to ed his call. the tribunal; but the leader of the band, He left the house, and walked with whether touched by her diftress, or fear- hasty steps along the valley. As he passed a ful that her despair would he trouble. cavern of the rocks, he heard the moans some on the way, persuaded them to of Adelaide-he rushed into the cavern leave her behind.'

he was seated upon its finty floor, She was dragged from her uncle, and Marianne was fisting near.--Adeand locked in a chamber, from whence laide calt up her eyes as he entered, and · her (hrieks were heard by the unfortu- looked at him earnestly-he knelt hy her nate old man till he palled the narrow fide, and prefled her hand to his bolom cleft of the valley, which he was destin- 'I don't know you,' said Adelaide ed to behold no more. His sufferings, "Not know me!' he cried, • not know were acute, but they were not of long Charles !'- If you are Charles,' she reduration. The day of his arrival at O. fumed fullenly, you're come too late range he was led before the popular com- 'its all over ! Poor old man! The cried, miffion, together with his friends, and rifing hasily fiom the ground, and claspfrom thence immediately dragged to ex- ing her hands together, don't you see ecution.

his blood on my clothes! I begged very In the mean time, mademoiselle de hard for him I told them I had no M , released by Marianne from the father and mother but him- If you are apartment where he had been confined' Charles, begone, begone!They're comby the mercilels guards, wandered from iog--they're on the way I see them umorning to evening amid the wildet re- pon the rock !--That knite-that bloody cesses of the valley, and along the most knife!'rugged paths she could find. She was Such were the ravings of the disordera conftantly followed in her rainblings by ed imagination of this unfortunate young her faithful servant, who never loft fight lady, and which were sometimes interof her a Gingle moment, and retains in rupted by long intervals of filence, and her memory many a mournful complaint fometimes by an agony of tears. Her of her disordered mind, many a wild ex.' lover watched over her with the most preffion of despair. She often retired to tender and unwearied assiduity ; but his a small nook near the torrent, where her cares were ineffectual. The life of Adeuncle had placed a feat, and where he laide was near its close. The convuisive usually passed fome hours of the day. pangs of her mind, the extraordinary Sometimes se feated herself on the fatigues she had luffered in her wanderbench; then started up, and throwing ings, the want of any nourishment except berself on her knees before the spot bread and water, fince the obstinately rewhere her uncle used to fit, bathed it fuled all other food, had reduced her with floods of tears. . • Dear old man,' frame to a fate of incurable weakness she would cry, your aged head! They and decay.

might have left me a lock of his grey - A short time before the expired, Mhe. . hairs. When the foldiers come for me, recovered her reason, and employed her

Marianne, you muay cut off a lock of mine lait remains of strength in the attempt to tor Charles Poor Charles ! It is well console her wretched lover. She spoke to he's gone fee the guillotine behind him of a happier world, where they those trees! and now they drag up a should meet again, and where tyrants Weak old man !--ihey tie him to the should oppress no more she grasped his pank!-t bendsc-Oh heaven ! i handm--the fixed her eyes on his and

The acute afllicion with which young died. de M- heard of the murder of his W ith the gloomy filence of despair, father was ftiil aggravated by the tidings with feelings that were denied the relief he received from Marianne of the filu- of tears, and were beyond the utterance ation of his beloved Adelaide. Her inn. of complaint, this unfortunate young Ed. Mag. Jan. 1796. '


man prepared with his own hands' the While angels with their filver wings o'ergrave of her he loved, and himself cover

Made ed her corpse with earth. . The ground now facred by thy reliques

The last offices paid by religion to the made.' dead, the hallowed taper, the lifted cross,

Young de M-

passed the night at the folemn requiem, had long since vanished, and the municipal officer returned

the grave of Adelaide. Marianne fol'the dust to dust with unceremonious

lowed him thither, and humbly entreated speed. The lover of Adelaide chose to

him to return to the house. He pointperform himself those sad functions for

ed to the new-laid earth, and waved his

'hand as if he wished her to depart, and the object of his tenderness, and might

leave his mediations uninterrupted. have exclaimed with our poet,

The next morning at break of day he What though no weeping loves thy ashes entered the house, and called for Marigrace,

anne, He thanked her for her care of Ade. Nor polish'd marble emulate thy face; laide ; he assured her of his everlasting What though no sacred earth allow thee gratitude. While he was speaking, his room,

emotion choked his voice, and a shower Nor hallowed dirge be mutter'd o'er thy of tears, the first he had shed since the tomb!

death of Adelaide, soothed bis opprefled Yet fhall thy grave with rising flow'rs be heart. When he had recovered himfelf, dresi,

he bade Marianne, farewell, and hastenAnd the green turf lie lightly on thyed out of the house, muttering in a low breast :

tone, · This must be avenged.' He told There shall the morn her earliest tears be- Mariannt, that he was going to rejoin ftow,

his battalion ; but all inquiries after him There the first roses of the year fhall have lince been fruitless: this unhappy blow;

young man has been heard of no mure!


ODE FOR THE NEW YEAR. . Beheld our Coasts from ravage free, BY HENRY JA. PYE, ESQ. POET LAUREAT.

Protected by the guardian Sea, i

Where Commerce spreads her golden THERE is immortal Virtue's

stores, a meed,

Where Fleets waft triumphi to our Th' unfading wreathe of true Rea

hores; nown,

She saw, and fick’ning at the fight,
Beft recompence by Heaven decreed With'd the fair prospect of our hopes
For all the cares that wait a Crown;

to blight,
If Industry, with anxious zeal, Sought out the objed of our dearest care,
Still watchful o'er the Public Wcal; Found where we most could feel, and tried
If equal Justice awful arm,

to wound us there!
Temper'd by Mercy's seraph charm,
Are ineffectúal to assuage

The broken shaft that coward Malice
Remorseless Faction's happy rage ?

fear'd But the fell Dænions, urg'd by Hell's be

Shall to thy fame eternal lustre give, heft,

Inscribe on Hift'ry's Page thy Name Threaten, with frantic arm, the Royal Pa


And bid it there with endless blaw; triot's breast!

zon live.
Yet not, Imperial George, at thee

For there our Sons remotest race
Was the rude bolt of Malice sped,

In deathless characters fhall trace, Ev'n Fiends that Crown with rev'- How Britain's baffled Foes proclaim'd their mi; rence see,

hate, Where Virtue consecrates th'anointe And deem'd her Monarch's Life the builed head

wark of the State. . Nomat thy bosom's fondest claim, Thy Britain's peace, their shafts they ? Now strike a livelier chord-This hapaim;

py day, Pale Envy, while o'er half the world

Selected from the circling year, War's bloody banners are unfurl’d,

To celebrate a Name to Britain dear,

. From

From Britain's Sons demands a festive Among the red-brown tufts of heath,

Along the winding primrose strach,
Mild Sou'reign of our Monarch's soul, And o'er the buck-bcan fowered mead,
Whose eye's meek radiance can con-

Your memory, innocent and sweet, ..
The pow'rs of Care, and grace a I will not waste in vain regret;

For, tho' ye pe'er return again,
With each calm joy to life domestic Your memory shall my heart relieve,

! Whene'er this anxious breast shall grieve,
Propitious Heav'n has o'er thy head And mitigate the sense of pain -
Blossoms of richer fragrance shed ..
Than all the th' alliduous Muse can Yet ftill I love the rivulet's chime,

Which marks the filent lapse of time,
Coll'd from the honey'd stores of That passes to return no more ;
• Spring :

While heedless mortals never dream, si
For fee, amid wild Winter's hours. Its course is transient as the stream,

A Bud its filken fold display, But never lingers on the shore.
Sweeter than all the chalic'd Flow'rs

That crown thy own ambrosial May. When dreams around my infanc head,
O may thy smiles, blest Infant, prove Their fairy wings phantastic spread,

Omens of Concord, and of Love, Faint-pidurid with the scenes of old,
Bid the loud strains of martial triumph cease, Amid the groups, with glad surprise,
And tune to softer mood the warbling reed I saw my native groves arise,
of Peace.

And Tivioc's chrystal waters rollid. ..?

FOR THE BDINBURGH MAGAZINE. And when Religion rais'd my view.

Beyond this concave's azure blue,

Ivanov Where flowers of fairer lustre blow;

Where Eden's groves again shall bloom,
M Y native grove, and stream, all Beyond the desart of the tomb,
M 'hail,

And living Itreams for ever flow.
And ye green leas of Tiviotdale .
Ye heathy moors, of auburn hue,

The groves of soft celestial dye, Your bleakest landscapes, stretch'd 2 Were such as oft had met mine eye, round,

Expanding green on Tiviot's side; Assume the tints of Fairy-ground, The living stream whose pearly wavci And infancy revive anew.

In Fancy's eye appear'd to lave,

Resembled Tiviot's limpid side. The shadow of my native grove, ni

And wavy streaks of light, I love, Beside the twisted hazel-bush
When brightest glows the eye of day; . I love to fit, and hear the thrush,

And shelter'd from the sultry beam, When nuts in infant clusters spring;
I meditate beside the stream,

While, from a thousand mellow throats, Or, by the pebbled channel stray. .

High swell the gently trenibling notes,

And ductile whistling echoes ring.'
Where little playful eddies wind,
The banks with Hilvery foam are lin'd,

But hush your notes, for sure I hear
Untainted as the mountain snow:
And round the rock, incrusted white,

Surange sounds, which vibrate in minc The rippling waves in murmurs light,


. Complain to gales which whispering blow. ?

The fongs I heard in time before ;

Methinks a fpirit, whispering sweet, Thrice bleft the days I here have feen,

Dues all their former tones repeatWhen blythe I trac'd the margin green,

But now they link to rise no more.
With heart as light as heart could be ;

And thought the time would ever laft, Whcn forth at morn the heifers go,
As gay and chcarful as the past

And fill the field with plaintive lowe,
Blest days! which I no more thall see. Full mindful of their young confin'd; ·

When sun-beams wake the lumbering . Ye, o'er my mind, at Memory's hour, breeze,

Come graceful as the noontide show'r, And lighe the dew-drops on the trees; Unto the panting flocks which seed; Beside the fream I lic reclin'di

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