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WEEP for the living ! mourn no more

Thy children slain on Moskwa's shore,
Cut off from evil ! want, and anguish,

And care, for ever brooding and in vain ;
No more to be beguiled ! no more to languish

Under the yoke of labour and of pain !
Their doom of future joy or woe

For good or evil done below,
The Judge of all the earth will order rightly!

Flee winding error through the flowery way,
To daily follow truth! to ponder nightly

On time, and death, and judgment, nearer day by day! Bewail thy bane, deluded France,

Vain-glory, overweening pride,
And harrying earth with eagle glance,

Ambition, frantic homicide!
Lament, of all that armed throng

How few may reach their native land ! By war and tempest to be borne along,

To strew, like leaves, the Scythian strand ? Before Jehovah who can stand ?

His path in evil hour the dragon cross'd !
He casteth forth his ice! at his command

The deep is frozen !- all is lost !
For who, great God, is able to abide thy frost ?

Élate of heart, and wild of eye,
Crested horror hurtles by ;
Myriads, hurrying north and east,
Gåther round the funeral feast!
From lands remote, beyond the Rhine,
Running o'er with oil and wine,
Wide-waving over hill and plain,
llerbage green, and yellow grain ;
From Touraine's smooth irriguous strand,
Garden of a fruitful land,
To thy dominion, haughty Rhone,
Leaping from thy craggy throne;
From Alp and Apennine to where
Gleam the Pyrenees in air ;
From pastoral vales and piny woods,
Rocks and lakes and mountain-floods,
The warriors come, in armed might
Careering, careless of the right !
Their leader he who sternly bade
Freedom fall, and glory fade,
The scourge of nations ripe for ruin,
Planning oft their own undoing !
But who in yonder swarming host
Locust-like from coast to coast,
Reluctant move, an alien few,
Sullen, fierce, of sombre hue,

Who, forced unhallow'd arms to bear,
Mutter to the moaning air,
Whose curses on the welkin cast
Edge the keen and icy blast !
Iberia, sorrow bade thee nurse
Those who now the tyrant curse,
Whose wrongs for vengeance cry aloud!
Lo, the coming of a cloud !
To burst in wrath, and sweep away
Light as chaff the firm array !
To rack with pain, or lull to rest
Both oppressor and oppress'd.

Is it the wind from tower to tower

Low-murmuring at midnight hour?
Athwart the darkness light is stealing,

Portentous, red with unrelenting ire,
Inhuman deeds, and secrets dark revealing !

Ye guilty, who may quench the kindled fire !
Fall, city of the Czars, to rise

Ennobled by self-sacrifice,
Than tower and temple higher and more holy !

The wilful king appointed o'er mankind
To plague the lofty heart, and prove the lowly,

Is fled !-Avenger, mount the chariot of the wind !

Be thine, to guide the rapid scythe,
To blind with snow the frozen sun,

Against th' invader doomed to writhe,
To rouse the Tartar, Russ, and Hun!
Bid terror to the battle ride!
Indignant honour, burning shame,
Revenge, and hate, and patriotic pride!
But not the quick unerring aim
Of volley'd thunder winged with flame,
Nor famine keener than the bird of prey,

Nor death--avail the hard of heart to tame !

Blow wind, and pierce the dire array, Flung, drifted by thy breath, athwart the frozen way!

Before the blast as flakes of snow
Drive blindly, reeling to and fro,
Or down the river black and deep
Melt-so the mighty sink to sleep!
Like Asshur, never more to boast !
Or Pharaoh, sunk with all his host!
So perish who would trample down
The rights of freedom, for renown!
So fall, who born and nurtured free
Adore the proud on bended knee !
Roll, Beresina, ’neath the bridge
Of death! rise Belgium's fatal ridge!

Rise, lonely rock in a wide ocean,
To curb each haughty mad emotion !
To prove, while force and genius fail,
That truth is great, and will prevail !

The hour is coming-seize the hour!
Divide the spoil, the prey devour !
Howl o'er the dead and dying, cry
All ye that raven earth and sky!
With beak and talon rend the prey,
Track carnage on her gory way,
To chide o'er many a gleamy bone
The moon, or with the wind to moan!
Benumb'd with cold, by torture wrung,
To winter leave the famine-clung,
O thou for whom they toil and bleed,
Deserted in their utmost need!
Hear, hear them faithful unto death
Invoke thee with the fleeting breath,
And feel (for human still thou art)
Ruth touch that adamantine heart !
Survive the storm and battle-shock,
To linger on th’ Atlantic rock!

From ghastly dream, from death-like trance
Awake to woe, devoted France !
To care and trouble, toil and pain,
Till glory be acknowledged vain,
And martial pomp a mere parade,
And war, the bravo's bloody trade!
A beacon o'er the tide of time
Be thou, to point the wreck of crime !
The spoiler spoil'd, from empire hurl'd,
The dread and pity of the world!

O then, by tribulation tried,
Abjuring envy, hate, and pride,
Warn'd of the dying hour foretold
Of earth and heaven together rollid,
Revering each prophetic sign
Of judgment and of love divine,
Bow down, and hide thee in the dust,
And own the retribution just;
So may contrition, prayer, and praise,
Preserve thee in the latter days!


Few nations of Europe have been tive, and the passengers full of politeless known than the Montenegrians, ness. Zara, the capital of Dalmatia, and the name even of their country where we stopped a day and a night, is seldom found on maps.* Surround is a walled town of moderate extent, ed by great empires, they have always said to contain 8000 inhabitants. It preserved the independence of their possesses some antiquities. Over the rugged mountains, and have even suc- gates of this, and all other of the Dalceeded in wresting several rich plains matian seaports, the Lions of Saint from the sway of Turkey. With this Mark yet remain. It is best known power hostilities seldom cease; but for the excellence of its rosoglio. The such is the system with which her re- next town we arrived at was Sebenico, sources are managed, that while the now much decayed, and Spalatro, the Montenegrians are at peace with one most interesting of all, where the badpasha, they are enabled to concentrate ness of the weather, during the short their force against another-and all time we stayed, prevented our landing the while the Sublime Porte does not to see the extensive Roman remains. condescend to interfere. Not many After anchoring off Curzola for a years ago, they possessed the reputa- night, we came to Ragusa, where we tion of being a horde of robbers; and, stopped two days. At Zara and Sein all probability, the pilgrim who benico we had opportunites of seeing ventured among them would have re- the Morlaccian race. These are the ruturned, if at all, as shirtless as them- ral inhabitants of Dalmatia, speaking selves. But the breath of the spirit a Sclavonic dialect, while in the towns of the age, though faintly wafted to they pride themselves on their Venetheir mountains, has softened some- tian origin and language. Amongst thing of their character, withont de- these peasants were the noblest specistroying in the least their indepen- mens of the human kind I have ever dence or nationality. Bold, hardy,

Of stature almost gigantic, and free, ready and eager for the foray and of the amplest development of and the fray, a stranger is now as safe chest, their symmetry of limb and among them as in any part of her elasticity of step would have called Majesty's kingdom.

forth notice in a Scottish Highlander. Whoever wishes to make the ac- Nor could a somewhat manifest omisqnaintance of this primitive people, sion to cares of the toilet disguise will do well to embark on board the complexion and features almost faultAustrian Lloyd's Company's steamer less, and in which an expression of from Trieste to Cattaro. They will be frankness and good-nature left one well accommodated, at reasonable nothing to fear from their armed numcharges, and have an opportunity of bers. I speak not of a few among a seeing the principal towns of Dalma- crowd, but of nearly all I saw. It tia, a country little frequented by tra- was from amongst these that the vellers. Such was the case with our- French, during their occupation, chose selves, (an English lady and gentle. their finest grenadiers; but at present, man.) who quitted Trieste on the 5th in consequence of the scantiness of of November 1843. The voyage com- the population, the humanity of the menced pleasantly, and we had the Austrian government has suspended good-luck to have the ladies' cabin to all conscription. Still it is possible, ourselves. The captain was a very gen- that, in the hour of danger, Austria tlemanlike person, the steward atten- might profit more from the devoted


An excellent map of Montenegro has been made by an Austrian officer of engineers, who resided there for the purpose, but I have not now the advantage . of referring to it. This country is divided into twelve military departments; the natives reckon its extent about three days' journey in the longest, by two in the widest part. Those, of course, are foot or mule journeys.


loyalty of this armed and stalwart which overthrew so many mightier peasantry, than if her ranks were fill- states. In 1809 they became compuled with its forced recruits. Their dress sory allies of the French. Their nominal consists of a coarse brown jacket, and independence lasted about two years a waistcoat of red cloth, both orna- longer. During the time the French ocmented on the edges, and made to sit cupied it, the city was attacked by the close on the shoulders, without any combined forces of the Russians and collar, and which advantageously dis- Montenegrians; the former by sea, play their well put on head and neck. while the latter conducted the operaThey wear a small red skull-cap, round tions on land. Luckily they failed to at top; but, when married, they usu- take it; but they burned and destroyed, ally surround this with a white tur- without exception, every one of the ban. Their pantaloons are of blue, numerous villas by which it was surand fit close from the kneo to the rounded. Since the loss of her indeankle, and below they wear the opun- pendence, the trade of Ragusa has ka-a species of sandal, made of sheep- ceased, and her wealth has departed; skin, and bound with thongs, which, while many of her once haughty noas may be seen from their elastic step bility have no other subsistence than and upright carriage, are well fitted a scanty pension, which the bounty of to their country ; round their waist the government affords them. The is a red sash, and in front a lea- town is interesting, and some of its ther belt, in which is placed a yata- buildings ancient and peculiar, though ghan and a smaller knife, and exhibit- hardly to be called handsome—the ing usually the handsome pommels of scale being small. Of the country silver or brass-mounted pistols. Over houses desolated by the Montenegrians, all is a long brown cloak, open in not one in twenty has been repaired; front, and fastening over the chest, and they remain roofless and blackenforming a dress which, with their ed, a lasting memorial of the ferocity free and martial bearing, gives them of that people. The neighbourhood the appearance of ready-made soldiers. is beautiful, and appears more so after The women are, comparatively, infe- the stony desolation which the rest of rior to the men ; but their counte- Dalmatia exhibits. Though the houses nances are cheerful, and a white nap- still remain in ruins, the gardens conkin gracefully put on the head, had tinue to be cultivated. Olives, vines, a very classical appearance. For the figs, and carruba trees grow in them, rest, they wore a coars& shirt-over and the tops of the hills are covered that a coarser, without arms, neither with stone pines and delightful evercoming much below the knee-a party- greens, of heaths, junipers, cypress, coloured apron and stockings, with and other plants, which at home we opunkas, like the men. Near Zara coax to grow in our greenhouses. is a small colony of Albanians, who Quitting Ragusa, after having been still retain their national manners and once driven back by the badness of dress, though settled time out of the weather, we at length entered mind.

the Bocca of Cattaro, after a passage Ragusa-of old a republic, with its of about nine hours. Both in its doge and senate—is a city whose glory general and immediate position, few has departed. This little state-con- spots can be imagined so cut off from sisting of the town, the promontory the rest of the world as Cattaro. of Sabioncello, the island of Melidà, Standing close on the sea, with stuwith a few smaller ones-numbering pendous mountains overhanging it on abont forty thousand inhabitants, each side, it is deprived even of the had never been subjected by Venice, light of the sun for the greater part and was governed on the most aris- of the day; and, towards the end of tocratic principles. At the time of November—this is no boon. By land the late war, the inhabitants of the the Dalmatian coast-road (the only city owned about four hundred large one, I believe, in the country) passes vessels--and observing and profiting throngh it, but it would prove indifferby neutrality, they traded every where, ent, I should think, to any but the and acquired great wealth. But they pedestrian; and there is also the mounwere not destined to escape the storm tain-path, of three hours' Ascent,

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