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Join Edward's baad-their steel in peace With fear he strives, in close contested chase, grows cold;
Their conflict blanchés now that lovely face, Or grapple with our foe?-bis name's untold. And brims those eyes, that stretch their failing Thus, while the infant moon fair promise sight, gave,
To measure best the stranger's towering To rule with gentlest power the subject wave, height. Swift as the clouds o'er ber wan visage play, His form and features none could truly tell, His thoughts advance, grow-bright, and pass By cap, and coat, and mantle shaded well, away.
Who art thou ? quick demanda the Prince. When bark! the couch sbell, Is't my love - No spy!' - who calls?..
'Twas all he utter'd, tho' a mild reply: She leaves not late as this Llewelyn's balls ; But those two little words bave done their Sure 'twas delusion, 'Oh, untun'd to joy!
part, More frequent vows had told thee, skilless And stampt conviction on poor Emma's heart. boy,
• No spy!" then sometbiog worse, a coward : None other sylvan sound could move thee slave, DOW,
Who all unus'd to combat with the brave, Vabraçe those nerves, upraise that beetling | Mak'st previous computation of the foe, brow.
And now, tby observations we would know. Thus, when the twice-told summons bade bim But Edgar answers not the bitter jest, start,
And folds the mantle closer to his breast. • It is her signal, by this echoing heart!: Scorn not our epithet,' the Prince pursues : What else'-impatience suffer'd bim no more, ''Tis tbat, for such as thee, we freely use; He darts, like some lone meteor, from the Nay more, we reap the barvest of their pains, shore,
And pay tbem in the coinage of our chains.'
*Cbains ! *Know'st thou cause less barsily & A bow'r grew nigh, wbere nature reign’d,
to requite secure,
trespass aided by th' intriguer night? In robe most princely, and in form most pure. The rock her canopy, her throne the hill,
“None, mighty chief! and now be casts
aside Her court the grove, her chronicler the rill. And self-grown flow'rets, colonizing there,
Those weeds, and dons bis air of maply pride.
• None,' but the sovereigo's best prerogative, O'er paid the sylvan Queen by tributes rare;
To shield th' opprest, the seeming wrong forWhere many a pensive maid invok'd her sway, Where lovers mus'd along the mazy way ;
give, Where oft fair Emma pour'd her votive sighs. Or what by christian prioce were nobly given, By vesper gales borne suppliant to the skies.
The mercy he implores from pirying Heaven !' See at the shapeless portal now she stands, “ Llewelyn, shrinking from th' unwelcome And lifts iu close companionship ber hands,,,, sight, One foot reposes gently 'mid ibe bower, Half hop'd, and half-heliev'd he saw not right. The other acarce repels the daisy's power. Such close appeal bis memory will present, So fix'd her attitude, so deep the shade, Wbich little justifies his barab intent. So far diffusive shone the white-rob’d maid, " True, true! be said, with lengthened pause So faic her form and half-averted face,
betwixt, She seems the native genius of the place. Profuse of motive, for his purpose fixt; And does he mock the signal love supplied ? • 'Twas thine to save the life of yon dear maid, Dares be Llewelyn's daughter thus deride? A noble deed, wbich nobly had been paid, Far better bad I perishid, ere that bour But thou disdain'st our service, scoru'st our When bow'd beneath my courser's madd’ning power,
And (so it seems) for Englishmen's applause. He bore me fainting tow'rd yon friendly grove, Reflecting then, ingratitude on thee, Rekindled life, and suna'd it into love." We claim the secret of thy embassy.
Silent ? there dwells a pow'r, our laws among, MEETING BETWEEN THE WARRIORS.
Shall tip with eloquence the stillest tongue.' * 4 Is love prophetic growo since days of yore? But Edgar, slowly turning round his bead la prospect less auspicious than before? To shew one scorning smile, bas backward That yon fair trembler leuds a coward ear,
sped. Aud, sbuddering, sees th'imputed spy draw “Ha! mock'st thou, slave? then tortures thou near.
Keen as derision, as thy utterance, slow!' . * Who climbs aol, falls not; who'o'er-reaches, • Ob no, for pity! Emma wildly cries: 1 ? must, And swiftly 'cross the vast apartment flies. Weeds ne'er lo saplings grow, tho' such their * Mistaken youth! accord the Prince reply,
will, Nor quite subdue bis failing clemency.... These bead, incline, but they are rising, still." “ Then adds, in low, and supplicating tone,
DEATH OF EMMA. * For my sake, dearest Edgar, nine alone.' i His lips are moving to the food appeal,
“Ife'er in mortal gaze, expression dwell, But wito their whisperd accents may reveal?'
Which all of sufferance in one may tell, That look of tender interest, soft coucern,
Rage, disappointment, pity, grief, iespair, The lover's larguage, which vone others learn, Such found her speaking eye, and seuled ebere Its wish'd response, expressive, pure and fair, || 'Then, Gud forgive thee!", from her chill heart That wafts the soul to Hear'o, and bolds it
• passid, '3! **)") "141337 there,
Portentous wordt! her lowliest, her last. Have met the royal gaze; but ere dispers'd
For on that breast, which warmtb so late bad His gathering rage, ere verbal fury burst,
left, Edgar, whose thoughts, at that same suppliant She fell, the last lone relic of the waste,
She fell, of sense and life, at once bereft. strain,
Wben war's wild horricane all pature chas'd, Roll'd sadly, wearily, to earth again;
Thus whirlwinds burst from some dread calm • Yes, if to answer only, might release
profound, My limbs from chaios, and lead my love to
Then 'ligbtnings Aash, and thunder rolls peace;"
around, Then louder, Most illustrious Chief! he saide • My King commanded, and my duly led
Deep groans the troubled earth, it yavas, it
quakes, Across your camp; whate'er the service be, 'Tis done, thy mandate answer'd, am 1 free?'
Of rivers, sand, of streams, a delage makes,
While stranger-floods rush madly dove the “ ' Aye, free thy mighty secret to disclose.'
steep, . It is my Sovereign's, Prioce, and here are Whole forests crackling fall, and clog the fues.'
deep. 'Fore Heav'n! it shall be told, right speedily, Mountain and vale lie levelld, and the same Or ere the coming suw-rise, die with thee; An awful, dreary wreck, without a rame. For now I know thee, and thy treacherous Forth comes the kid, tho* wolf and fox are wiles,
there, Assumptive graces, and insidious smiles: And nestlings too, thom falcons cleave the air, Thou two-fuld traitor! in our sheltering land, The land-birds fy for rescue towards the wave, Now waving far and wide sedition's brand, The sea-fowl shelter wbere po pow'r can save. And cow, to gain the acme of tby art,
Destruction stalks abroad-no pause, no rest, Thou steal'st the daughter's, wring'st the And thus by war, was Cambria's land opprest, father's beart.
For louder, loftier yet, the tempest grew, What! shall the race of beroes, princes, kings, || The pine-tree fell, and crush'd its seedling Whose blood, from time's unstoried fountain springe,
Peace to thive ashes ! lov'd, illustrious maid! Descending headlong from the great and brave, One, far more luckless, lovers o'er thy shade, Owe perpetuity to peasant slave ?
With grief supprest, fixt eye, and stifled breath, No! sooner o'er yon cliff the lake shall rise, He views the dread tranquillity of death. Th'aspiring mountains cling around the skies, With feelings e'en more wretched i han despair, Sooner this hand shall strike a daughter low, Since doubt press'd foremost, tho' no hope Than royal gifts on beggary bestov.
was there." Learn thou, young grov'iler io ambitious dust,
END OF THE EIGHTEENTH VOLUM.
ÉIGHTEENTH VOLUME OF THE NEW SERIES.
BIOGRAPHICAL SKETCHES OF ILLUS.
The Chieftain's Danghter; a Tale, 13
Depreciation of Benefits, 15
Disgnise and no Disguise; a Tale, 19, 61
The Gleaner's Port-Folio, 22, 57, 106, 154, 2015
Instunces of Perseverance and Resolution, 22
The Listener, 28, 96, 123, 172, 217, 262
Letters to the Editor, 39, 159
Description of the Glaciers in the Alps, 62
Brief account of Vienna, 79
Interesting Extracts froin Ancient History, 109
Curious (bservation on the Dress of Ladies, 120
Siroes and Mirame; a Tale, 125
Original Letter from Mr. Burke, 128
The Reformed Gamliler, 161
British Dominions in the East, 168
The Street Porter ; a Tale, 169
Feminine Heroism, 207
George and Sophia, 220: BB?
Filiul Disobedience, 222, 360
History of Regencies, 257
Peregrine Forrester, 268
The Menogerie, 271
Extracts from The Arctic Expedition, 35
Spring; a Pastoral Poem, 36
Extracts from Antonio, 81
Address to Sleep, S4
The Bliylıted Rose, ib.
The Soldier's Widow, ib.
A Fusbionable Mother, ib.
On the Grave ofan Unfortunate Woman, ib.
Ode to the Zephyr, 131
Tu vocation, ib.
Revival of Commerce, 177
To Jessy, 178
Va visiting Claremont, ib.
On Partridge Shooting, 179
Lives Written by King James I., ib.
The Sailor and Monkey, ib.
The Father of George 111., 248 Mad Song, ib.
On the Death of the Daogliter of Sir T. Ack-
The Song of the Regent, ib.
What is a Name? ib.
Extracts from Lee's Poem, 224
Ode on Education, 226
Tribute to the Memory of Sir S. Romilly, 227
The Haler Melon, ib.
Lines from Moore's National Melodies, ib.
On Hearing a Lady Sing, 228
Lines to the Memories of Sir Samuel and Lady
Extracts from Replies to the Fudge Family, 272 Superstition among the Gael, ib.
Account of a Dreadful Morder, 142
Commercial advantages, ib.
Domestic Comfort, ib.
Funerals of the Chinese in Batavia, 189
Indifference of the Albanese at the approach of
Important Cantion to Females, 190
Account of the Death of her Majesty the Queen,
Births, Marriages, and Deaths, 48, 96, 144, 192,
Kinneir's Journey through Asia Minor, &c. 992
Tuckey's Expedition to ihe River Zaire, 297
Capt. Hall's Voyage to the West Coast of Corea,
and the Great Loo Choo Islands, 303
An Autumn near the Rhine, 311
Moir's Inquiry into subjects of History and
Sir H. Davy on Safety Lamps, 315
Phillips's Recollections of Curran, &c. 318
Miss Benger's Memoirs of Mrs. Hamilton, 329
Life and Errors of John Dutton, 324
Miss Porter's Fast of St. Magdalen, 341
Lillo's Fatal Curiosity, 343
Voyage of Capt Galovnin, 345
Tancoigne's Voyage to Smyrna, 347
Madame de Stael's Considerations on the Prime
cipal Events of the French Revolution, 339
Lord Byron's Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, 340
Linwood's Anglo-Cambrian, 342
EMBELLISHMENTS IN VOL. XVIII. NEW SERIES.
No. CXII. A correct Likeness of Miss Clara Fisher, of Covent Garden Theatre.
A Whole-length Figure in the Fashions of the Season, and Parisian Bonnets.
Elegant Patterns for Needle.Work.
Two Whole-length Figures in the Fashions of the Seasons.
Elegant Parisian Patterns for Needle Work
Two Whole-length Figures in the Fashions of the Season,
Elegant Parisian Patterns for Needle-Work.
Two Whole-length Figures in the Fashions of the Season,
Elegant Patterns for Needle-Work.
Two Whole-length Figures in the Fashions of the Season.
Elegant Patterns for Needle-Work.
A Whole-length Figure in the Fashion of the Season.