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Far from the busy world she flies,
Florio had gain'd a rude and rocky seat, When lo, the Genius of this still retreat! Fair was her form-but who can hope to trace The pensive softness of her angel-face? Can Virgil's verse, can Raphael's touch, impart Those finer features of the feeling heart, Those tend'rer tints that shun the careless eye, And in the world's contagious climate die?
She left the cave, nor mark'd the stranger there; Her pastoral beauty, and her artless air Had breathed a soft enchantment o'er his soul! In every nerve he felt her blest control! What pure and white-wing'd agents of the sky, Who rule the springs of sacred sympathy, Inform congenial spirits when they meet? Sweet is their office, as their natures sweet!
Florio, with fearful joy, pursued the maid, Till through a vista's moonlight-chequer'd shade, Where the bat circled, and the rooks reposed, (Their wars suspended, and their councils closed) An antique mansion burst in awful state, A rich vine clustering round the Gothic gate. Nor paused he there. The master of the scene Saw his light step imprint the dewy green; And, slow advancing, hail'd him as his guest, Won by the honest warmth his looks express'd. He wore the rustic manners of a 'Squire; Age had not quench'd one spark of manly fire; But giant Gout had bound him in her chain, And his heart panted for the chase in vain.
Yet here Remembrance, sweetly-soothing Power! Wing'd with delight Confinement's lingering hour. The fox's brush still emulous to wear, He scour'd the county in his elbow-chair; And, with view-halloo, roused the dreaming hound, That rung, by starts, his deep-toned music round.
Long by the paddock's humble pale confined, His aged hunters coursed the viewless wind: And each, with glowing energy portray'd, The far-famed triumphs of the field display'd; Usurp'd the canvas of the crowded hall, And chased a line of heroes from the wall. There slept the horn each jocund echo knew, And many a smile and many a story drew! High o'er the hearth his forest-trophies hung, And their fantastic branches wildly flung. How would he dwell on the vast antlers there! These dash'd the wave, those fann'd the mountain-air. All, as they frown'd, unwritten records bore Of gallant feats and festivals of yore.
But why the tale prolong?-His only child,
Had won his soul; and rapturous Fancy shed
Their shifting sail dropt gently from the cove,
And now the moon had dimm'd with dewy ray The few fine flushes of departing day. O'er the wide water's deep serene she hung, And her broad lights on every mountain flung; When lo! a sudden blast the vessel blew, (30) And to the surge consign'd the little crew. All, all escaped-but ere the lover bore His faint and faded Julia to the shore, Her sense had fled!-Exhausted by the storm, A fatal trance hung o'er her pallid form; Her closing eye a trembling lustre fired; "Twas life's last spark-it flutter'd and expired!
The father strew'd his white hairs in the wind, Call'd on his child-nor linger'd long behind: And Florio lived to see the willow wave, With many an evening-whisper, o'er their grave. Yes, Florio lived-and, still of each possess'd, The father cherish'd, and the maid caress'd!
For ever would the fond enthusiast rove,
Dear was the grot that shunn'd the blaze of day;
Say, through what brighter realms she bids it flow.
Each scene of bliss reveal'd, since chaos fled,
And all, combined, with blest effulgence blaze.
There thy bright train, immortal Friendship, soar; No more to part, to mingle tears no more! And, as the softening hand of Time endears The joys and sorrows of our infant-years, So there the soul, released from human strife, Smiles at the little cares and ills of life; Its lights and shades, its sunshine and its showers; As at a dream that charm'd her vacant hours!
Oft may the spirits of the dead descend
Oh thou! with whom my heart was wont to share
Hail, MEMORY, hail! in thy exhaustless mine
Note 5, page 3, col. 2.
So Scotia's Queen, etc. "
Elle se leve sur son lit, et se met à contempler la France encore, et tant qu'elle peut-BRANTÔME. Note 6, page 3, col. 2.
Thus kindred objects kindred thoughts inspire.
To an accidental association may be ascribed some of the noblest efforts of human genius. The Historian of the Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire first conceived his design among the ruins of the Capitol; and to the tones of a Welsh harp are we indebted for the Bard of Gray.
Note 7, page 3, col. 2. Hence home-felt pleasure, etc
Who can sufficiently admire the affectionate attachment of Plutarch, who thus concludes his enumeration of the advantages of a great city to men of letters? "As to myself, I live in a little town; and I choose to live there, lest it should become still less." Vit. Dem.
Note 8, page 3, col. 2.
He was suspected of murder, and at Venice suspicion is good evidence. Neither the interest of the Doge, his father, nor the intrepidity of conscious innocence, which he exhibited in the dungeon and on the rack, could procure his acquittal. He was banished to the island of Candia for life.
But here his resolution failed him. At such a distance from home he could not live; and, as it was a criminal offence to solicit the intercession of a foreign prince, in a fit of despair he addressed a letter to the Duke of Milan, and intrusted it to a wretch whose perfidy, he knew, would occasion his being remanded a prisoner to Venice.
Note 9, page 3, col. 2.
chateau at Richelieu, he sacrificed its symmetry to preserve the room in which he was born-Mém. de Mlle de Montpensier, i, 27.
And hence the charm historic scenes impart: Whatever withdraws us from the power of our senses; whatever makes the past, the distant, or the future, predominate over the present, advances us in the dignity of thinking beings. Far from me and far from my friends be such frigid philosophy as may conduct us indifferent and unmoved over any ground which "I will expose my weakness: I am oftener missing has been dignified by wisdom, bravery, or virtue. a pretty gallery in the old house I pulled down, than That man is little to be envied, whose patriotism pleased with a saloon which I built in its stead, though a thousand times better in all respects."-See would not gain force upon the plain of Marathon, or whose piety would not grow warmer among the ruins his Letter to the D. of Sh.
An attachment of this nature is generally the characteristic of a benevolent mind; and a long acquaintance with the world cannot always extinguish it. "To a friend," says John, Duke of Buckingham
Note 10, page 3, col. 2.
And watch and weep in Eloisa's cell.
The Paraclete, founded by Abelard, in Champagne.
Note 11, page 3, col. 2.
Nor did the Poet feel the charm more forcibly than his Editor. See HURD'S Life of Warburton, 51, 99. The Author of Telemachus has illustrated this
"T was ever thus. As now at Virgil's tomb.
Vows and pilgrimages are not peculiar to the re-subject, with equal fancy and feeling, in the story of ligious enthusiast. Silius Italicus performed annual Alibée, Persan. ceremonies on the mountain of Posilipo; and it was there that Boccaccio, quasi da un divino estro inspirato, resolved to dedicate his life to the Muses.
Note 12, page 3, col. 2.
So Tully paused amid the wrecks of Time. When Cicero was quæstor in Sicily, he discovered the tomb of Archimedes by its mathematical inscription-Tusc. Quæst. v. 3.
Note 13, page 3, col. 2.
Say why the pensive widow loves to weep.
The influence of the associating principle is finely exemplified in the faithful Penelope, when she sheds tears over the bow of Ulysses.-Od. xxi, 55.
Note 14, page 3, col. 2.
If chance he hears the song so sweetly wild. The celebrated Ranz des Vaches; "cet air si chéri des Suisses qu'il fut défendu sous peine de mort de le jouer dans leurs troupes, parce qu'il faisoit fondre en larmes, déserter ou mourir ceux qui l'entendoient, tant il excitoit en cux l'ardent désir de revoir leur patrie."-ROUSSEAU.
This is the language of the heart; and will remind the reader of that good-humored remark in one of Pope's letters - "I should hardly care to have an old post pulled up, that I remembered ever since I was a child."
And it is said of Cardinal Richelieu, that, when he built his magnificent palace on the site of the old family
Note 16, page 4, col. 1.
That amiable and accomplished monarch, Henry the Fourth of France, made an excursion from his camp, during the long siege of Laon, to dine at a house in the forest of Folambray; where he had often been regaled, when a boy, with fruit, milk, and new cheese; and in revisiting which he promised himself great pleasure.-Mém. de Sully.
Note 17, page 4, col. 1.
When Diocletian's self-corrected mind.
there amused himself with building, planting, and
Note 18, page 4, col. 1.
Say, when contentious Charles renounced a throne. When the emperor Charles V. had executed his memorable resolution, and had set out for the monastery of St. Justus, he stopped a few days at Ghent. says his historian, to indulge that tender and pleas ant melancholy, which arises in the mind of every man in the decline of life, on visiting the place of his nativity, and viewing the scenes and objects fa miliar to him in his early youth.-ROBERTSON.
The maladie de pays is as old as the human heart. JUVENAL'S little cup-bearer
Suspirat longo non visam tempore matrem,
Dulces moriens reminiscitur Argos.
Note 19, page 4, col. 1.
Say why Vespasian loved his Sabine farm. This emperor, according to Suetonius, constantly passed the summer in a small villa near Reate, where he was born, and to which he would never add any embellishment, ne quid scilicet oculorum consuetudini deperiret. SUET. in Vit. Vesp. cap. ii.
Then did his horse the homeward track descry. The memory of the horse forms the groundwork of a pleasing little romance of the twelfth century entitled, Lai du Palefroy vair."-See Fabliaux du XII. siècle. Ariosto likewise introduces it in a passage full of
A similar instance occurs in the life of the venerable Pertinax, as related by J. Capitolinus. Posteaquam in Liguriam venit, multis agris coemptis, tabernam truth and nature. When Bayardo meets Angelica in paternam, manente forma priore, infinitis ædificiis cir- the forest, cumdedit. Hist. August. 54.
Va mansueto alla Donzella,
Che in Albracca il servia già di sua mano.
Note 20, page 4, col. 1.
Sweet bird! thy truth shall Haarlem's walls attest.
During the siege of Haarlem, when that city was reduced to the last extremity, and on the point of opening its gates to a base and barbarous enemy, a design was formed to relieve it; and the intelligence was conveyed to the citizens by a letter which was tied under the wing of a pigeon.-THUANUS, lib. lv. c. 5.
The same messenger was employed at the siege of Mutina, as we are informed by the elder Pliny
Hist. Nat. x. 37
Hast thou through Eden's wild-wood vales pursued. there stands a small pillar with this inscription: On the road-side, between Penrith and Appleby,
Note 21, page 4, col. 2.
This pillar was erected in the year 1656, by Ann Countess-Dowager of Pembroke, etc. for a memorial of her last parting, in this place, with her good and
Hark! the bee, etc.
This little animal, from the extreme convexity of pious mother, Margaret, Countess-Dowager of Cumher eye, cannot see many inches before her.
berland, on the 2d of April, 1616; in memory whereof she hath left an annuity of 41. to be distributed to the poor of the parish of Brougham, every 2d day of April for ever, upon the stone-table placed hard by. Laus Deo!"
Note 22, page 5, col. 1.
These still exist, etc.
There is a future Existence even in this world, an Existence in the hearts and minds of those who shall live after us. It is in reserve for every man, however obscure; and his portion, if he be diligent, must be equal to his desires For in whose remembrance can we wish to hold a place, but such as know, and are known by us? These are within the sphere of our influence, and among these and their descendants we may live evermore.
esteem of wise and good men; and both lead to the same end; for, in framing our conceptions of the Deity, we only ascribe to Him exalted degrees of Wisdom and Goodness.
Note 23, page 5, col. 2.
Yet still how sweet the soothings of his art!
The astronomer chalking his figures on the wall, in Hogarth's view of Bedlam, is an admirable exemplification of this idea.-See the Rake's Progress, plate 8.
It is a state of rewards and punishments; and, like that revealed to us in the Gospel, has the happiest influence on our lives. The latter excites us to gain the favor of GOD, the former to gain the love and reliquis versari, quam tui meminisse !”
Note 24, page 6, col. 1.
Turns but to start, and gazes but to sigh!
The following stanzas are said to have been written on a blank leaf of this Poem. They present so affecting a reverse of the picture, that I cannot resist the opportunity of introducing them here.
She tells of time misspent, of comfort lost,
Of hopes too fondly nursed, too rudely cross'd,
Pleasures of Memory!-oh! supremely blest,
I greet her as the fiend, to whom belong
The vulture's ravening beak, the raven's funeral song.
The Eden is the principal river of Cumberland, and rises in the wildest part of Westmoreland.
Note 26, page 6, col. 1.
O'er his dead son the gallant Ormond sigh'd.
Ormond bore the loss with patience and dignity: though he ever retained a pleasing, however melancholy, sense of the signal merit of Ossory. "I would not exchange my dead son," said he, "for any living son in Christendom."-HUME.
The same sentiment is inscribed on Miss Dolman's urn at the Leasowes. Heu, quanto minus est cum
Note 27, page 6, col. 2.
High on exulting wing the heath-cock rose. This bird is remarkable for his exultation during the spring.
Note 28, page 6, col. 2.
Derwent's clear mirror.
Note 29, page 7, col. 2.
Down by St. Herbert's consecrated grove.
A small island covered with trees, among which were formerly the ruins of a religious house.
Note 30, page 7, col. 2.
When lo a sudden blast the vessel blew.
In a lake surrounded with mountains, the agitations are often violent and momentary. The winds blow in gusts and eddies; and the water no sooner swells, than it subsides.-See BOURN's Hist. of Westmoreland.
Note 31, page 7, col. 2.
To what pure beings, in a nobler sphere.
The several degrees of angels may probably have larger views, and some of them be endowed with capacities able to retain together, and constantly set before them, as in one picture, all their past knowledge at once.-LOCKE.
Yet, all forgot, how oft the eye-lids close, Introduction-Ringing of bells in a neighboring Vil- How oft, as dead, on the warm turf we lie, And from the slack hand drops the gather'd rose! lage on the birth of an heir-General Reflections While many an emmet comes with curious eye; on Human Life-The Subject proposed-Child- And on her nest the watchful wren sits by! hood-Youth-Manhood-Love-Marriage-Do- Nor do we speak or move, or hear or see; mestic Happiness and Affliction-War-Peace-So like what once we were, and once again shall be' Civil Dissension-Retirement from active Life— Old Age and its Enjoyments-Conclusion.
And say, how soon, where, blithe as innocent,
THE lark has sung his carol in the sky: The bees have humm'd their noon-tide lullaby. Still in the vale the village-bells ring round, Still in Llewellyn-hall the jests resound: For now the caudle-cup is circling there, Now, glad at heart, the gossips breathe their prayer, To-day we look as we did yesterday; And, crowding, stop the cradle to admire And we shall look to-morrow as to-day: The babe, the sleeping image of his sire. Yet while the loveliest smiles, her locks grow grey!
No eye observes the growth or the decay:
A few short years-and then these sounds shall hail And in her glass could she but see the face
She'll see so soon amidst another race,
T was on these knees he sate so oft and smiled."
He rests in holy earth with them that went before.
And such is Human Life, the general theme.
________44 Still, could I shun the fatal gulf”—Ah, no,
Nearer and nearer to the brink we draw.
At length the brink appears-but one step more!
Yet here high passions, high desires unfold,
Now, seraph-wing'd, among the stars we soar;
Wealth, Pleasure, Ease, all thought of self resign'd,