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whole scene before me might be likened to the representation of a camera obscura, where the reflected images of objects are exhibited with neatness and accuracy. In our wanderings onward, we stooped down and plucked many a ripe -whortle-berry from amidst the prickly surze which covered the ground, and the gathering of which a(fords to many poor persons the means of maintenance. We at length came to the brow of the hill, and stopping at the beacon, we, for some time, sur.veyed with astonishment the divine prospect which burst upon us from every quarter of the horizon! Nor could it be pronounced altogether unlike the eminence whither Adam was led by the archangel Michael, to shew him what lay hid in the dark womb of suturity:
. A hill,
Of Paradise the highest, from whose top
Before us, was stretched the wide extended ocean, where, could our vision have been sufficiently invigorated, we should have spied the islands of Guernsey, Jersey, and Alderncy, together with the opposite coasts of France. On the left lay Sidmouth, whole venerable tower alone was visible to us, and beyond projected the Portland isle, reminding me of the unfortunate Halsewell East Indiaman, whose fate is fresh in every mind. Behind, was seen a sine extent of country, from the centre of which the smoke of Exeter ascended-—thus enabling me to ascertain the spot in which the western metropolis was situated. Beneath us was a beautisul wood, whose embrowned appearance imparted peculiar solemnity; and it seemed, indeed, sitted for our Druidical ancestors, who were enthusiastically attached to these sylvan recesses. On the right, at-the extremity of our prospect, Torbay presented itself; and we could plainly descry the little rock by which its entrance is particularly characterised, ^ Thii
This charming group of objects, which from this eminence silled the eye and exhilarated the heart, I was unwilling to relinquish; it was the sinest sight that I had ever beheld, combining the sublime and beautisul in persection! Descending from this point, therefore, with lingering step, I stole many a farewell look, seeling, in a degree, the reproach suggested in the words of the poet—
O I how canst thou renounce the boundless store
Of charms, which nature to her vot'ry yields!
The warbling woodland, the resounding more,
The pomp of groves and garniture of sields!
AU that the genial ray of morning gilds,
And all that echoes to the song of Even!
All that the mountain's shelt.ring bosom shields,
And all the dread magnisicence of heav'n,
O! how canst thou renounce, and hope to be forgiv'n?
The view of Torbay naturally called up to my mind the glorious revolution of 1688; for there the hero William, with his followers, landed November the 5th, a day ever to be revered in the annals of British history! The arrival of our illustrious deliverer chased away the shades of popery and arbitrary power, which were at that period thickening; fast around the inhabitants of this highly favoured island. Jama was a brutal bigot, and had jusily forseited the love and esteem of his subjects. But this great event is sully detailed in all our histories. With its critical commencement, its pacisic progress, and its happy termination, you are well acquainted. The many valuable improvements introduced at that time into the Britijh constitution, rendered it the object of admiratiun to the surrounding nations. Indeed the emendations which it then received, cannot be sussiciently estimated; and the memory of those individuals who hazarded their lives and fortunes in that grand patriotic undertaking, stands endeared to posterity.
Hail, sacred polity, by freedom rear'd!
Hail, sacred freedom, when by law restrain'd!
Without youi what were man? a groveling herd,
In darkness, wretchedness, and want enchain'd.
Sublim.d by you, the Greek and Roman reign'd
In arts unrival'd: O! to latest days
In Albion, may your influence, unprofan'd,
To god-like worth the gen'rous bosom raise,
And prompt the sage's lore and sire the poet's lays!
There were several curious medals devised to perpetuate this stupendous descent. The most expressive that I have seen is the following. On one side is a butt of the Prince, with this inscription, William III. by the grace os God, Prince of Orange, Stadtholder of Orange and IVrfi Friefland; and, about the edges, Non rapit Imperium is, fed tua Recepit—He Does Not Seize Your Empire But Receives It. On the reverse is a fleet, and the Prince on horseback, drawing up his landed troops. You have also, in the back ground, a semale prostrate upon the earth, holding a sword in one hand and a pair of scales in the other, hereby shewing that justice was oppressed and trampled upon in England. A hero advancing towards her, relieves her— whilst above you read these words, terras AJlrea revisit, -t-astrea Revisits The Earth!
History informs us, that William embarked at Helvoer/luys, in Holland, on the first of November, 1688, the trumpets sounding, the hautboys playing, the soldiers and seamen (homing; and a crowd of spectators on the lhore, breathing forth their good wishes as* ., ter him. The usual signal being given, the fleet, com- i manded by Admiral Herbert, weighed anchor with all possible diligence, being divided into three squadrons,: on board of which were about 14,000 troops, of divers nations: the redflag was for the Englijh and Scotch^ commanded by Major General Mackay; the while sir^ his Highness's guards and Brandenburghers, under the
command of Count Solms; and the blue for the Dutch and French, under the Count of Nassau. On the 3d of November, being got within the North Foreland, and the wind favourable at east, they made all the sail they could, steering a channel course. The Prince, who Icil the van, tacked about to see the rear well come up, and, having called a council of war between Dover and Calais, he ordered that his own standard should be set up, and that the fleet should close up in a body; his Highness, with three men of war to attend him, one at some distance before the ship he was in, and one on each side of him, failed forwards before the fleet. Next failed the transports, victuallers, and tenders, with their decks covered with ossicers and soldiers; and the main body of the men of war brought up the rear, ready to receive* the enemy, is, as it was expected, they had attempted to disturb their passage. On the 4th of November, being Sunday, and the auspicious bitth-day of the Prince, most people were of opinion that he would land either in the Isle of Wight, Portsmouth, or somewhere in that quarter. But herein they were mistaken, for they continued failing onwards; passing by Dartmouth, the weather grew hazy, so that they overshot Torbay, where the Prince designed to land. The weather, however, clearing up about nine, and the wind almost miraculously changing to the W. S. W. this gave them entrance into the Bay, for as soon at they were got in, and when it had executed its commission, it returned again to the fame quarter, it was before they wanted it. The people of Devonshire having discovered the sleet, (locked to the shore, not to oppose the Prince's landing, but to welcome their deliverer with loud acclamations!
An anecdote was told me, relative to the landing of William, by a gentleman with whom I had the pleasure of dining in the neighbourhood of Sidmouth. It is handed down in the family from his ancestors, who took. sn active part on this grand occasion. A Mr. John
Duke, of Otterton, a man of considerable wealth and influence in that part of the country, joined the hero, on his arrival at Torbay. Being introduced into his presence, William immediately asked him to favour him with his name; he replied, with a timid hesitation, John—Duke of Otterton. The Prince expressed his surprize, and taking out a list of the nobility from his pocket, which he had been led to suppose was correct, he looked over it, and then declared that no such Duke was to be found there I The gentleman, however, soon obviated the difficulty, by repeating his name with an accelerated pronunciation, John Duke—of Otterton. Every embarrassment being thus removed, William smiled at the mistake, and embraced him with joy.
At present Torbay is a famous rendezvous for our (leets, and its little village Brixkam (where it is faid the -verystone on which William sirst stepped ashore is still preserved) can boast of many vessels which trade in its sishery.
You will not, my good friend, censure me for this digression. Could I have contemplated, though at some distance, this famous spot, without such seelings, you might have justly accused me of a want of sensibility. An indifference to the momentous events of our own history, particularly, events in which the welfare and happiness of our sellow creatures were deeply involved, is not enjoined upon us either by the dictates of reason or by the injunctions of revelation. "To abstract the mind from all local emotion," fays the great Dr. Johnson, "would be impossible is it were endeavoured, and would be foolish is it were possible. Whatever withdraws us from the power of our senses; whatever makes the past, the distant, or the suture, predominate over the present, advances us in the dignity of thinking beings. Far from me and my friends be such frigid philosophy, as may conduct us indifferent and unmoved over any ground which has been dignisied by wisdom, t bravery,