Oh, STRANGFORD! when we parted last, I little thought the times were past, For ever past, when brilliant joy Was all my vacant heart's employ: When, fresh from mirth to mirth again, We thought the rapid hours too few, Our only use for knowledge then To turn to rapture all we knew! Delicious days of whim and soul! When, mingling lore and laugh together, We lean'd the book on pleasure's bowl, And turn'd the leaf with folly's feather! I little thought that all were fled, That, ere that summer's bloom was shed, My eye should see the sail unfurl'd That wafts me to the western world! And yet 'twas time-in youthful days, And then, that Hope, that fairy Hope, When flying from the Phrygian shore, Even now delusive hope will steal Pursues the murmurers of the deep, I often think, if friends were near, How we should feel, and gaze with bliss Upon the moon-bright scenery here! The sea is like a silvery lake, And o'er its calm the vessel glides * Alluding to these animated lines in the 44th Carmen of this poet: Jam mens prætrepidans avet vagari, Gently, as if it fear'd to wake The slumber of the silent tides! The only envious cloud that lowers, Hath hung its shade on Pico's height,* Where dimly, 'mid the dusk, he towers, And, scowling at this Heaven of light, Exults to see the infant storm Cling darkly round his giant form! Now, could I range those verdant isles And see the looks, the melting smiles, And see the blushing cheek it shades, Dear STRANGFORD! at this hour, perhaps, * Pico is a very high mountain on one of the Azores, from which the island derives its name. It is said by some to be as high as the Peak of Teneriffe. + I believe it is Guthrie who says, that the inhabitants of the Azores are much addicted to gallantry. This is an assertion in which even Guthrie may be credited. As they who in their ladies' laps And breathe them with thy graceful tone, Would make the coldest nymph his own! But, hark!—the boatswain's pipings tell Is one whose heart remembers thee! These islands belong to the Portuguese. From Captain Cockburn, who commanded the Phaeton, I received such kind attentions as I must ever remember with gratitude. As some of the journalists have gravely asserted that I went to America to speculate in lands, it may not be impertinent to state, that the object of this voyage across the Atlantic was my appointment to the office of Registrar of the Vice-Admiralty Court of Bermuda. STANZAS. Θυμος δε ποτ' εμος ......... με προσφωνει ταδε· Γινωσκε τ' ανθρωπεία μη σεβειν αγαν. ESCHYL. Fragment. A BEAM of tranquillity smiled in the west, The storms of the morning pursued us no more, And the wave, while it welcomed the moment of rest, Still heaved, as remembering ills that were o'er! Serenely my heart took the hue of the hour, Its passions were sleeping, were mute as the dead, And the spirit becalm❜d but remember'd their power, As the billow the force of the gale that was fled ! I thought of the days, when to pleasure alone |