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(So they direct the flying bark before Nor let life's ills, that in dire circle rage,
Th’impelling foods that lash her to the shore.
As some benighted traveller, thro' the shade, Steal from thy heaving breast those labor'd
Explores the devious path with heart dismay'd; sighs; These, the kind tutors of thy infant age,
While prowling savages behind him roar, Train the young pupil for the future skies :
And yawning pits and quagmires lurk before
High'o'er the poop th' audacious seas aspire, l'n-chool'd in early prime, in riper years Wretched and scorn'd still struts ihe bearded proll'd in hills of Auctuating fire.
As some fell conqueror, frantic with success,
Sheds o'er the nations ruin and distress; The tingling rod bedew'd with briny tears Shoots forth in graceful fruits of manly joy: Incens d to sevenfold rage the teinpest fixams ;
So while the wat'ry wilderness he toams, The painful cares that rex the toilsome spring Shall'plenieous crops of bliss in life's last har. Shrill thro' the cordage howls, with notes of
And o'er the trembling pines, above, below, vest bring. XXX.
Now thunders, wafted from the burning zone, She ceas'd, and vanish'd into sightless wind
Growl, from afar, a deaf and hollow gran! O'er my torn breast alternate passions sway,
The ship's high battlements, to either side Now Doubt Jesponding damps the wav'ring Her joints unhing'd, in palsied languors play,
For ever rocking, drink the briny ride: mind, Now Hope reviving sheds her cheerful ray.
As ice dissolves beneath the noon-tide ray. Soon from the skies in heav'nly white array'd,
The skies, asunder torn, a deluge pour ; Faith 10 'my sight reveald, fair Cherub ! The impetuous hail descends 'in whirling stood,
shower. With life replete the volume she display'd,
High on the masts, with pale and livid rays, Scald with the ruddy stains of crimson blood; Amid the gloom portentous meteors blaze. Fzch fear now starts away, as specires fly
Th' ætherial dome, in nournful pomp array'd, When the sun's orient beam first gilds the pur. Now, Aashing round intolerable light,
Now lurks behind impenetrable shade;
Redoubles all the terrors of the night.
Such terror Sinai's quaking hill o'erspread, Mean while the faithful herald of the day When heaven's loud trumpet sounded o'er his The village cock crows loud with trumpet
It seem'd, the wrathful Angel of the wind The warbling lark soars high, and morning grey Had all the horrors of the skies combin'd; Lifts her glad forehead o'er the cloud-wrapi And here to one ill-fated ship opposid, hill :
At once the dreadful magazine disclos'd. Natore's wild music fills the vocal vale ; And lo! tremendous o'er the deep he springs,
The blcating flocks that bite the dewy ground, Th' inflaming sulphur flashing from his The lowing herds that graze the woodland dale, wings!
And cavern'd echo, swell the cheerful sound; IFark! his strong voice the dismal silence Homeward I bend with clear unclouded mind,
breaks! Mix with the busy world, and leave each care Mad chaos from the cliains of death awakes!) behind.
Loud and more loud the rolling peals enlarge,
charge: § 158. From the Shipwreck. FALCONER.
There, all aghast, the shivering wretehes stood,
While chill suspense and fear congeald theis Now, borne impetuous o'er the boiling blood. deeps,
Now in a deluge bursts the living flame, Her course to Attic shores the vessel keeps : And dread concussion rends th' all.erial frame; The pilots, as the waves behind her swell, Sick carth convulsive groans from shore to Still with the wheeling stern their force repel.) shore, For this assault should either quarter feel, and nature shuddering feels the horrid roar. Again to flank the tempest she might reel. Still the sad prospect rises on my sight, The siecrsmen every bidden turn apply; Reveal'd in all its mournful shade and light. To right and left the spokes alternate fly. Swift thro' my pulses glides the kindling fire,
Thus when some conquer'd host retreats in fear, As lightning glances on th' electric wire. The bravest leaders guard the broken rear; But ah! the force of numbers strives in rain, In lignant they retire, and long oppose The glowing scene unequal to sustain.) Superior armies that around then close ;) But lo! at last, from ienfold darkness born, Still shield the Hauks; the routed squadrons Forth issues o'er the wave the weeping moru. join :
Hail, sacred vision! who, on orient wing, And guide the flight in one embodied line : The cheering dawn of light propitious bring!
All nature smuilling hail'd the vivid ray, And forward leaping with tumultuous haste,
When in the dark Peruvian mine confin'd, On which, for ever from his bosom torn, Lost to ihe cheerful commerce of mankind, The nymphador'd resigns her blooming The groaning captive wastes his life away, charins,
For ever exiled from the realms of day;
When far above the sacred light he eyes,
In elder times, Tritonia's sacred fane. But ler not here, in thy wanton beam Foams the wild beach below with inadd’ning Insult the dreadful grandeur of my theme !
ruge, While shoreward now the bounding vessel l'here waves and rocks a dreadful combat' Nies,
wage. Full in her van St. George's cliffs arise : The sickly heaven, fermenting with its freight, High o'er the rest a pointed crag
Sull vomits o'er the main the feverish weight: That hung projecting o'er a mossy green. And now, while wing'd with ruin from on Nearer and nearer now the danger grows,
high, And all their skill relentless tutes oppose. Thro' the rent cloud the ragged lightnings fly, For, while more eastward they direct the A flash, quick-glancing on the nerves of prow',
light, Enormous waves the quivering deck o'erflow. Struck the pale helmsman with eternal night : While, as she wheels, unable to subdue Rodmond, who beard a piteous groan behind, Her sallies, still they dread hier broaching-to. Touch'd with compassion gazd upon the Alarming thought! for now no more a-lue
blind; ller riven side could bear ih'invading sca; And while around his sad companions crowd, And if the following surge she scuds before, He guides th' unhappy victim to the shroud. Headlong she runs upon the dreadful shore ; Hie thee alofi, my gallant friend! he cries ; A shore where shelves and hidden rocks Thy only succour on the inast relies ! abound,
The heln, berest of half its vital force, Where death in secret ambush lurks around.-- Now scarce subdu'd the wild unbridled course: Far less dismay'd, Anchises' wandering son Quick to th'abandon'd whee! Arion came, Was seen the straits of Sicily to shuu : The ship's tempestuous sallies to reclaim. When Palinurus, from the helm, descry'd Amaz'd he saw her, n'er the sounding foam
The rocks of Scylla on his eastern side ; Upborn, to right and left distracied roam. While in the west, with hideous yawn dis- So gaz’d young Phaeton, with pale dismay, closel,
When mounted on the flaming car of day, His onward path Charybdis' gulph oppos'd; With rash and iinpious hand the stripling The double danger as by turns he viewd,
try'd llis whecling bark her arduous track pursu'd. 'Th' immortal coursers of the sun to guide. -Thus, while to right and left destruction lies, The vessel, while the dread event draws nigh, Between th' extremnes the daring vessel Hies. Seeins more impatient o'er the waves to fly : With boundless involution, bursting oʻur
her on.--Thus issuing from afur, The marble-cliffs, loud-dashing surges roar. Advances to the sun some blazing star; Hoarse thro' each winding creek the tempest And, as it feels th' attraction's kindling force, raves,
Springs onward with accelerated course. And hollow rocks repeat the groan of waves. With mournful look the seanen ey'd the Destruction round thi' insatiate coast prepares, strand, To crush the trembling ship, unnuinber'd Where death's inexorable jaws expand :
Swift from their minds elaps'd all dangers past, But haply now she 'scapes the fatal strand, As, dumb with terror, they beheld the lasi.
Tho' scarce ten fatliomis distant from the land. Now on the trembling slırouds, before, beSwift as the weapon issuing from the bow,
hind, She cleaves the burning waters will her prow; In mute suspense they mount into the wind.
The Genius of the deep, on rapid wing, The tortering frame of reason yet sustain ! The black eventful moment seemd wu bring. Nor let this total ruin whirl niy brain ! The faual Sisters on the surge before,
( In vain the cords and axes were prepar'd, Yok'd their infernal horses to the prore. -- For now th' audacious seas insult the yard; The steermen now receiv'd their last com- High o'er the ship they throw a bord shade, mand
Anel o'er her burst, in terrible cascade. To wheel the vessel sidelong to the strand. Uplifted on the surge, to beaven she fies, Twelve sailors, on the foremast who depend, Her shatter'd top half buried in the skies, High on the platform of the top ascend; Then headlong' plunging thunder Faial retreat!' for while the plungin, prow
ground, Immerges headlong in the ware below, Earth groans! air trembles! and the deeps Down-prest by wat'ry weight the bowsprit resound! bends,
Her giant bulk the dread concussion feels, And from above the stem deep crashing rends. And quivering with the wound, in torment, Beneath her beak the floating ruins lie;
reels, . The foremast totters, uinsustaind on high : So reels, convuls'd with agonising throes, And now the ship, fore-lified by the sea, The bleeding bull beneath the murd'rer's Hurls the tall fabric backward o'er her lee;
Then might I withi'unrivall’d strains deplore Inclos'd with all the demons of the main, Th' impervious horrors of a leeward shore. They view'd th' adjacent shore, but viewed in As o'er the surge the stooping main-mast rain.
hung, Such tornents in the drear abodes of hell, Still on the rigging thirty seamen clùng: Where sad despair laments with rueful yell, Some, struggling, on a broken crag were cast, Such torments agonise the damned breast, And there by cozy tangles grappled fast: While fancy views the mansions of the blest. Awhile they bore o'erwhelming billows rage, For heaven's sweet help their suppliant cries Unequal combat with their fate te wage; jinplore ;
Till all benumb’d and feeble they forego But hearen, relentless, deigns to help no more! Their slippery hold, and sink to shades below.
And now, lash'd on by destiny severe, Some, from the main-yard-arm impetuous With horror fraught, the dreadful scene drew thrown near!
On marble ridges, die without a groan. The ship hangs hovering on the verge of deatb, Three with Palemon on their skill depend, Hell yawns, rocks rise, and breakers roar bc- And from the wreck on oars and rafts descend. neath!
Now on the mountain-wave on high they ride, In.vain, alas! the sacred shades of yore Then downward plunge beneath th' involving Would arin the rnind with philosophic lore; In vain they'l teach us, at the latest breath, Till one, who seems in agony to strive, To smile serene anid the pangs of death. The whirling breakers heave on shore alire; Even-Zeno's self, and Epictetus old, The rest a speedier end of anguish knew, This fell abyss had shulder'd to behold. And prest the stony beach, a lifeless crew! Had Socrates, for godlike virtue fam’d, Next, Ovuhappy chief! th' eternal doom And wisest of the sons of men proclaim'd, Of heaven decreed ihee to the briny tomb! Beheld ihis scene of phrenzy and distress, What scenes of misery torment thy view ! His soul had trembled to its last recess ! What painful struggles of thy dying crew! O yet confirm my heart, ye powers above, Thy perish'd hopes all buried in the food, This last tremendous shock of fate to prové. O'erspread with 'corses! red with human blood!
So pierc'd with anguish hoary Priam gaz'd, And see ! enfeebled by repeated shocks,
Awhile they wait th' exhausted waves retreat, To black adversity's approach expos d, Then climb slow up the beach with hands and With want and hardships unforeseen enclos'd:
feet. His lovely daughter left without a friend, O Heaven ! deliver'd by whose sovereign hand, Her innocence to succour and defend;
Still on the brink of hell they shuddering stand, By youth and indigence set forth a prey
Receive the längnil incense they bestow, 'To lawless guilt, that flatters to hetray
That damp with death appears not yet to While these reflections rack his feeling mind, glow. Rodmond, who hung beside, his grasp resign'd; To thee each soul the warm oblation pays, And, as the tumbling waters o'er hini rollid, With trembling ardor of unequal praise ; His out-stretch'd arins the master's legs en- In every heart dismay with wonder strives, fold.
And Hope the sicken'd spark of life revives ; Sad Albert feels his dissolution near,
Her magic powers their exil'd health restore, And strives in vain his fetter'd limbs to clear; Till horror and despair are felt no more. For death bids every clinching joint adhere. A troop of Grecians who inhabit nigh, All-faint, to heaven be throws his dying eyes, And oft these perils of the deep descry, And, “O protect my wife and child!” he cries : Rous'il by the blustering tempest of the night, The gushing streams roll back th' unfinishid Anxious had climb'd Colonna's weiglıbouring sound !
height; He gasps ! le dies! and tumbles to the ground! When gazing duwnward on th' adjacent flvod, Five only left of all the perish'd throng,
Full to their view the scene of ruin stood; Yet ride the pine which shoreward drives along; The surf with mangled bodies strew'd around, With these Arion still his hold secures, And those yet breathing on the sea-wash'd And all the assaults of hostile waves endures.
ground ! O'er the dire prospect as for life he strives, Tho' lost to science and the nobler arts, He looks if poor Palemon yet survives.
Yet nature's lore inform'd their feeling hearts : Ah wherefore, trusting to unequal art,
Strait down the vale with hast'ning steps they Didst thou, incautious! from the wreck de- hied, part?
Th’unhappy suff'rers to assist and guide. Alas! These rocks all human skill defy,
Mean while those three escap'd beneath exWho strikes them once beyond relief must die: plore And now, sore wounded, thou perhaps art tost The first advent'rous youth who reach'd the On these, or in some oozy cavern lost.
shore : Thus thought Arion, anxions gazing round Panting, with eyes averted from the day, In vain, his eyes no more Palemon found. Prone, helpless, on the tangly beach he layThe demons of destruction hover nigh, It is Palemon: -- oh! what tumults roll And thick their morial shafts commission'd fly. With hope and terror in Arion's soul ! And now a breaking surge, with forceful sway, If yet unhurt he lives again to view Two next 'rion furious tears away.
His friend and this sole reninant of our crew! Hurld on the crags, behold, they gasp! they With us to travel thro' this foreign zone, bleed !
And share ihe future good or ill unknown. And, groaning, cling upou th' elusive weed! Arion thus; but ah! sad doon of fate ! Another billow bursts in boundless roar! That bleeding Memory sorrows to relate, Arion sinks! and Memory views no inore ! While yet afloat on some resisting rock,
Ha! total night and horror here preside ! His ribs were dash'd and fracturd with the My stunn'd ear ringles to the whizzing title !
shock : li is the funeral knell! and, gliding near, Heart-piercing sight! those cheeks so late arMethinks the phantoms of the dead appear !
But lo! emerging from the watery grave, In beauty's bloom, are pale with mortal shade ! Again they float incumbent on the wave ! Distilling blood his lovely breast o'erspread, Ayain the dismal prospect opens round, And clogg'd the golden tresses of his head! The wreck, the 'shores, the dying, and the Nor yet the lungs by this pernicious stroke drown'd! Were wounded, or ihe vocal organs broke.
Down froin his neck, with blazing geins ar- “ But oh! to lovely Anna should'st thou tell ray'd,
“ Whar dire untimely end thy friend bifel, Thy image, lovely Anna! hung portray'd ; Draw o'er the dismal scene soft pity's veil, Th' unconscious figure smiling all serene, “ And lightly touch the lamentable tale : Suspended in a goldea chain was scen.
Say that my love, inviolably true, Hadst thou, soft maiden! in this hour of woe, “ Nó change, no diminution ever knew, Beheld himn writhing from the deadly blow, " LO! her bright iinage, pendent on my neck, What force of art, what language could express
" Is all Halemon rescu'd from the wreck; Thine agony! thine exquisite distress?
Take it and say, when panting in the ware, But thoii, alas ! art doou'd to weep in vain I struggled, life and this alone to save! For him thine eyes shall never see again! • My soul that fluttering hastens to be free, With dumb amazeinent pale, Arion gaz'd, “ Would yet a train of thoughts impart 10 And cautiously the wounded youth uprais'd; thee, Palemon then, with cruel pangs opprest, “ But strives in vain !- the chilling ice of lo faltering accepts thus his friend addresad:
death “ O rescu'd from destruction late so nigh, Congeals my blood, and choaks the stream of “ Beneath whose fatal influence doom'd I breath:
Resign'd she quits her comfortless abode, “ Are we then exil'd 10 this last retreat • Tocourse that long, unknown, eternal road.“ Or lite, unhappy! thus decreed to meet ? “O sacred Source of ever-living light! “ Ah! tiow unlike what yester-morn enjoy'd, “ Conduct the weary wanderer in her flight!
Inchanting hopes, for ever now destroy'd ! “ Direct her onward to that peaceful shore, « For wounded tas beyond all healing power, “ Where peril, pain and death are selt ao “ Palemon dies, and this his final hour:
more! By ihosi• fell breakers, where in vain I strove, “When thou some tale of hapless lore shalt " At once cut off froin fortune, life and love!
hear, “ Far other scenes must soon present my sight, “ That steals from pily's eye the ineling tear, “ That lie deep-buried yet in tenfold night. “Of two chaste hearts, by mutual pas-jou joind, “Ah! wretched father of a wretched son, " To absence, sorrow, and despair consignd; “ Whom thy paternal prudenre has undone ! “Oh! then, to swell the tides of social woe, « How will reinembrance of this blinded care có That heal th' atllicicd bosom chey o'erflow, · Bend down thy head with anguish and des- " While Memory dictates, this sad shipwsak pair!
tell, " Such dire effects from avarice arise,
" And what distress the wretched friend besc! “ That, deaf 10 nature's voice, and vainly wise, “ Then, while in streams of soft compassion " With force severe endeavours to control
drown'd, “ The roblest passions that inspire the soul. “ The swains lament, and maidens weeparound; But I, thou sacred Power ! whose law con- “ Wliile lisping children, touch'd with infant
[tear; “ Th' eternal chain of causes and effects, “ With wonder gaze, and drop th' unconscious « Let not thy chastening ministers of rage “Oh! then this nioral bid their souls retain, " Aplict with sharp remorse his feeble age ! “ All thoughts of happiness on earth are rain." " And you, Arion! who with these the last The last faint accents trembled'on his tongue, “Of all our crew survive the Shipwreck past - That now inactive to the palate clung; “ Ah! cease to murn! those friendly tcars His bosom heaves a merial groan - he dies! restrain!
And shades eternal sink upon his eyes ! “ Nor give iny dying moments keener pain ! As thus defac'd in death Palennon lay, “ Since heaven may soon thy wandering steps Arion gaz'd upon the lifeless clay ; restore',
Tranfix'd he siood, wiih awful terror fill'd, “ When pasted hence, to England's distant While down his check the silent drops distilll shore;
(fate, Oh, ill-starr'd vot'ry of unspotted truth! " Should'st thou, tlı' unwilling messenger of Untimely perish'd in the bloom of youth, 6 To him the fragic story first relate,
Should e'er thy friend arrive on Albion's land, “Oh! friendship’s generous ardor then sup. He will obey, thu painful, thy demand : press!
His tongue the dreadful story shall display, " Nor hiut the fatal cause of my distress; And all the horrors of this dismal day! “ Nor let each horrid incident sustain Disastrous day! what ruin hast thau bred! • The lengthen'd tale to aggravate his pain. What anguish to the living and the clead! • Ah! then remember well iny last request How hast thou left the widow all forlorn, “ For her who reigns for ever in my breast; And ever doom'd the orphan child to mourn ; “ Yet let him prove a father and a friend, Thro' life's sad journey hopeless to coinplain! “ The helpless inaid to succour and defend. Can sacred justice these events ordain? “ Say, I this suit implor'd with parting breath, But, O my soul! avoid that wond'rous maze, o. So heaven befriend him at his hour of death! Where reason, lost in endless error, strays!