XXXVI. FOR THE AFFAIR AT ARROYO MOLINOS. HE who may chronicle Spain's arduous strife Yet shall this town, which from the mill-stream takes Where the vain Frenchman, insolent too long Had pillaged and opprest the country round; And therefore brave in vain. In such belief While in their comfortless and open camp They cheer'd themselves with patient hope: the storm When morning open'd, on the astonish'd foe Beset, and every where pursued, with loss True English hearts... No happier peals have e’er XXXVII. WRITTEN IN AN UNPUBLISHED VOLUME OF LETTERS AND MISCELLANEOUS PAPERS, BY BARRÉ CHARLES ROBERTS. NoT often hath the cold insensate earth The better part, went forth into the fields Of knowledge, and with never-sated thirst Drank of the living springs; a judgement calm Wherein no thorns are seen, save such as grow, Types of our human state, with fruits and flowers. In all things favoured thus auspiciously, But in his father most. An intercourse So beautiful no former record shows Sink to the untimely grave? Oh, think not thus ! In mere mortality, and Earth put out The sparks which are of Heaven! We are not left |