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Long years have past~'twas on a festal night,
A night of innocent mirth and revelry,
When bounding throbb’d the youthful heart, and smiles
Play'd, meteor-like, upon a hundred cheeks
As if contagiously; while sparkling lamps
Pour'd forth a deluging lustre o'er the crowd,
And music, like a Syren, wean'd the heart
From every grovelling and contentious thought,
From every care. Amid familiar friends,
The lovely, and the faithful, glad I stood
To mark them all so joyous. As I gazed
An eye encounter'd mine, that startled me
Sure never breathing creature was more fair!
Amid the mazy movements of the dance,

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Accordant to the music's finest tone,
Sylph-like she floated ; graceful as the swan
Oaring its way athwart a summer lake,
Her step almost as silent :-as she stood,
Again that heavenly eye encounter'd mine...
Pale was the brow, as if serenest thought,
Quiet, and innocence, alone dwelt there;
But yet, around the rosy lips, there play'd
A laughing smile, like Hebe's, which dispell’d
Its calmness, and betoken'd life and joy.
Her golden tresses, from her temples pale,
And from her rounded alabaster neck,
Were filletted up with roses and gay flowers,
Wove like a garland round them: skiey robes,
The tincture of the young Year's finest blue,
Were thrown in beauty round her graceful form,
And added to its brightness ; so that he,
Who dwelt on it delighted, almost fear'd
The vision would disperse into the air,
And mock his gaze with vacancy.” Tis pasto
Years have outspread their shadowy wings between,
But yet the sound of that fair lady's voice
Hath been a music to my soul unheard ;
The lightning of that glorious countenance,
The shining richness of that golden hair,
The fascination of those magic eyes,
The smiling beauty of those small red lips,
The graceful lightness of that angel form,
Have been to me but things of memory:-
Before that festal night, 'mid woman-kind,
That peerless form did never bless my view,
It was to me a blank-a thing unknown;
After that festal night, my wistful eyes
Have never feasted on its loveliness ;
I know not whence it came or whither fled
I know not by what human name 'tis callid
Whether 'tis yet a blossom of this earth,
Or, long ere this, transplanted into Heaven! 1 yoriy
It is to me a treasure of the mind,
A picture in the chambers of the brain
Hung up, and framed-a flower from youthful years,
Breath'd on by heavenly zephyrs, and preserved
Safe from decay, in everlasting bloom!

It cannot be that, for abiding place,
This earth alone is ours; it cannot be
That for a flecting span of chequer'd years,

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Of broken sunshine, cloudiness, and storm,
We tread this sublunary scene--and die,
Like winds that wail amid a dreary wood, too!!!
To silence and to nothingness ; like waves
That murmur on the sea-beach, and dissolve.
Why, then, from out the temple of our hearts, no li po
Do aspirations spring, that overleap.
The barriers of our mortal destiny,
And chain us to the very gates of Heaven?,
Why does the beauty of a vernal morn,
When earth, exulting from her wintry tomb, 331*
Breaks forth with early flowers, and song of birds, piping
Strike on our hearts, as ominous, and say,
Surely man's fate is such ?-At summer eve,
Why do the faëry, unsubstantial clouds,
Trick'd out in rainbow garments, glimmer forth
To mock us with their loveliness, and tell
That earth hath not of these? -The tiny stars,
That
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in countless crowds the midnight sky,
Why were they placed so far beyond the grasp
Of sight and comprehension, so beyond
The expansion of our limited faculties,
If, one day, like the isles that speck the main,
These worlds shall spread not open to our view.?
Why do the mountain-steeps their solitudes
Expand ?-or, roaring down the dizzy rocks, ; .
The mighty cataracts descend in foam ?
Is it to shew our insignificance ?
To tell us we are nought ? -- And, finally,
If born not to behold supernal things,
Why have we glimpses of beatitude-
Have images of majesty and beauty
Presented to our gaze--and taken from us?
For Thou art one of such, most glorious form!
A portion of some unseen paradise,
That visitest the silence of my thought,
Rendering life beautiful.

A.

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STANZAS.

On visiting a Scene of Childhood.

" I came to the place of my birth and said, “The friends of my youth, where are they ?' and Echo answered, · Where are they.''

Long years had elapsed since I gazed on the scene,
Which my fancy still robed in its freshness of green;
The spot where, a school-boy all thoughtless I stray'd
By the side of the stream, in the gloom of the shade,
I thought of the friends who had roam'd with me there,
When the sky was so blue, and the flowers were so fair ;
All scatter'd-all sunder'd, by mountain and wave,
And some in the cold silent womb of the graye!
I thought of the green banks that circled around,
With wild-flowers, with sweet-briar, and eglantine crown'd.-
I thought of the river, all stirless and bright
As the face of the sky on a blue summer night.

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And I thought of the trees under which we had stray'd,
Of the broad leafy boughs, with their coolness of shade;
And I hoped, though disfigur’d, some token to find
Of the names, and the carvings, impress'd on the rind.
All eager I hasten'd the scene to behold,
Render'd sacred and dear by the feelings of old,
And I deem'd that, unalter'd,

my eye should explore
This refuge, this haunt, this Elysium of yore!
'Twas a dream not a token or trace could I view
Of the names that I loved, of the trees that I knew;
Like the shadows of night at the dawning of day,
Like a tale that is told-they had vanish'd away!
And methought the lone river that murmur'd along,
Was more dull in its motion, more sad in its song,
Since the birds, that had nestled, and warbled above,
Had all fled from its banks, at the fall of the grove !

I paused, and the moral came home to my heart,-
Behold how of earth all the glories depart;
Our visions are baseless our hopes but a. gleam,
Our staff but a reed, and our life but a dream !

Then, oh ! let us look- let our prospects allure
To scenes that can fade not, to realms that endure,
To glories, to blessings, that triumph sublime
O’er the blightings of Change, and the ruins of Time !

THE WARDER. No. VIII.

AND ALL THE PEOPLE SHOUTED, AND SAID, GOD SAVE THE KING.

1 SAMUEL X. 24.

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THE KING. The spirit of the people of England is maxims; and its first maximis, “to dehigh and honourable. Even the oc- grade the individual upon the throne.” casional perversions which make it un A mighty step is made towards overjust, have their nutriment in the no- throw, when the monarch is stripped, bleness of its nature. Integrity is dou- to the popular imagination, of the anbly resentful of sinister practices, and cient and inherited qualities of sovefreedom doubly keen in its vigilance reignty, when every wanderer and outagainst oppression. But the error of cast is taught to measure him by the the moment is profusely compensated, mere gifts of our common helpless naand no nation of the earth is more ra ture, and sink the standard of the uses pid in the discovery of its own preju- and honours of the head of the state dice, or more sincere and generous in into a personal estimate of bone and its atonement. The late proceedings muscle, faculties and virtues. had brought the name of the King in The parliamentary leaders in this to discussion, and it is among the most course may not be fully chargeable serious charges against the public agi- with revolutionary designs. They have tators, that they urged that discussion among them too much rank, wealth, into personal liberties with the sove and experience, for the hazard; too reign. This was not done blindly: No* much to lose, and no preponderating man can have laid his hand on the gain. With all their hazardous aduBook of the Constitution without know- lation of the Mob, with all their hatred ing that it prohibits the confounding of superior ability and superior sucof the King's person with his authority. cess, it is not to be believed that they The Book of Insurrection has other” desire a nearer approach to public ruin,

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than what may be sufficient to force passion; it endeavours to remove him themselves into power. They covet beyond the stain of human crime, and no more of the earthquake than what declares that he can do no wrong ;" may be enough to break down their the tumults and labours of public life own dungeon-wall of opposition, and convulse a region below his feet, while let them out with the light and air of the Kingly Abstraction sits undisturbroyal favour.

ed, his duty superintendence, and his But the result of this giddy obloquy merit that of maintaining a blameless ought to have been foreseen. Not a throne.' word of those personalities was lost up This is the requisition of the law, on the multitude of diseased minds, and with less than this it will not be and desperate fortunes, that hung upon satisfied ;--but precludes no manly the speeches of party; the spirit dark- and patriotic interest in the struggles ened as it descended; what was sport of the country; and within the shato the rhetorical reformer within the dow of that solemn and hallowed robe House, was stimulated passion, and of royalty, it allows all the impulses of projected regicide to the sincere revo« the generous heart of man., sutionist without,-metaphoric folly What the King has done is matter was the parent of malignity and mad- of record. In 1811, he was called to be ness. This has passed away, and the sole Regent. We were then in the midst shock to our Constitution has braced of a mighty war. The strength of the it with additional vigour. The pub- ' continent was crushed, the ancient delic feeling seems to be anxious to atone, fences of the great European Society by its willing and declared homage, were beaten down by a rude and headthe offence of the rabble of reform; long violence, which seemed raised for and at this moment, the King of Eng- the purposes of a ruin surpassing the land is, in the highest sense of the strength of man, or his hope of restora word, popular.

tion. The world was deluged with conIt was not possible that he should fusion. To assume the sceptre at such be long otherwise. Avoiding even the a period without adding to the national common complimentary language ad- perplexities by the rashness habitual dressed to princes,--throwing out of to new power, was of itself no slight the account all abilities, accomplish- praise. To have simply sailed down in ments,--all that may distin uish his the vessel of the state without a danMajesty as an individual, and looking gerous interference with its course or upon him only as a public being, it was its crew, without the vanity of exhinot possible that the national feeling biting untried skill, or the gratification could have long refused its homage to of repelling services in which he had a Sovereign free from even the impu- no original choiee, would have been tation of a political crime. There is meritorious. But the Prince Regent not a living man who can charge the had to divest himself of long and acKing with a perversion of the law ; customed impressions, he had to postwith an oppression of the subject, - pone personal feelings to the general with the remotest tendency to use the advantage, and to prefer to men of great power of the throne to the pre- captivating companionship, others less judice of the constitution.

likely to sacrifice their opinions, but This is much, and it is perhaps all more furnished with the qualities for that is required for constitutional re- governing the state. Of the result of spect. The law of England supersedes this determination we feel the bénethe necessity for the frequent interfe- fits, and shall feel them as long as we rence of royal faculties and virtues. have a country. We feel them in onr The King is relieved from that rest- military renown, in our commercial less mixture with state exigencies, grandeur, in our domestic security. which makes the peculiarity and the They visit and touch us like the light weakness of foreign governments. He from every point of the atmosphere. is not called on to be the soldier or the The influence of that single, manly, secretary of his own cabinet. The spi- and magnanimous decision has transrit of English legislation invests him fused itself from the central point of with a loftier character of universal radiance through all the recesses and supremacy, that he may be as far as depths of the system. It is no prepossible beyond the sphere of human sumptuous unravelling of Providence,

to look upon the refusal to subvert the vernment. With such support, and a ministry of the late King, as our pre- aided by a vigorous and united admiom servative from the most calamitous in- nistration, formed on the most liberal Enfictions that could have exhausted the basis, I shall look with additional con. z, heart of a people--a war protracted fidence to a prosperous issue of the sa through a series of hopeless years, or most arduous contest in which Great

an overthrow that should leave no- Britain was ever engaged.” To this I thing of England but a grave, and no- offer, couched as it was in terms of

thing of her people but a broken rem- personal kindness and courtesy, the da nant flying across the seas, and adju- leaders of Opposition returned a refu

ring charity from strangers, and shelter sal, and an Administration was retainfrom the wilderness. The history of ed, which has from that hour contithis transaction is worth a slight sur- nued to guide the nation through a vey. It would not be easy to select a course of triumphs to the foremost

situation in which an individual could rank of Europe. # have been more thrown on his indivia The solidity of this determination

dual firmness and discretion. He is now beyond a doubt ; it has been e found among the Opposition men of ta- stamped with the great, unanswerable #lents and public weight, who brought seal of success. But justice is not fully

with them a tempting portion, almost done when the personal sacrifices of the whole opulent strength of the aris- the measure are not ascertained. The tocracy, and a large share of the people, Prince Regent's negative was to diswearied by the prospect of an endless solve the fantasies of thirty years. He war. The Ministry offered him more had to expect all the insults that could repulsive materials, and it would have be levelled at the Throne by revolubeen difficult for a vindictive spirit to tionary longings and desperate poverty. have looked on them but as the authors Ambition is not always dignified in of what such a spirit might have called its means. The loftiness of its prethe long alienation and injury of the tensions is commonly the inverse of its Heir to the Throne. The decision was instruments. Tantum radice in Tarmade, and it was at once marked by can- tara.The aspiring majesty of its dour to the Ministry and courtesy to branches is sustained only by a deeper their rivals. The memorable letter to plunge of its roots into the darkness the Duke of York, February 15, 1812, and evil of our nature. The twenty sets the question in the plainest point years' rejection from power, had forced of view. After observing that delicacy Opposition into familiarity with all the prevented his exercising the preroga- disappointed and broken of the countive of chusing new councillors during try. They had been repelled by the the Restrictions,” it declares his pur- nobler part of the national mind, and poses, and first, his reluctance to take they looked for shelter and succours any step which might diminish the among the caverns and the outcasts confidence of Spain and Portugal in the of public life. They were failing candigood faith of England. “Perseverance dates for power, and in their desperaalone can achieve the great object in tion no vote was to be refused. The question, and I cannot withhold my bloated Aristocrat did not disdain to approbation from those who have so swell his troop with the refuse of his honourably distinguished themselves kind, nor even to head their march toin support of it." It then expresses wards the field where the Constitution the celebrated sentiment, “ I have no was to be fought for. It would be predilections to indulge, no resent- wonderful, if it was not the established ments to gratify, no objects to attain, course of faction, to see with what fabut such as are in common with the cility the proudest names of Opposition whole empire." The letter finally stooped to the grossest habits of the makes an offer of power to the Oppo multitude. Like Lear, when they sition on the only terms which could were once flung out, though by a wiser render their services safe. “I cannot judgment, and felt the tempest upon conclude without expressing the grati- them, they discovered a swift and fication I should feel, if some of those strange propriety in “ looped and winpersons with whom the early habits of dowed raggedness," tore off their more my life were formed, would strengthen honourable investitures, and sate them my hands, and form a part of my go- selves down in the rapture of the time,

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