And in whom thou may'st awake,
For thy former owner's sake,
A pious thought, a natural sigh,
A feeling of mortality.
When those feelings, and that race,
Have in course of time given place,
Little worth, and little prized,
Disregarded or despised,
Thou wilt then be bought and sold,
In thy faded green and gold.
Then, unless some curious eye
Thee upon the shelf should spy,
Dust will gather on thee there,
And the worms, that never spare,
Feed their fill within, and hide,
Burrowing safely in thy side,
Till transfigured out they come
From that emblem of the tomb :
Or, by mould and damp consumed,
Thou to perish may'st be doom'd.
But if some collector find thee,
He will, as a prize, re-bind thee;
And thou may'st again be seen
Gayly drest in gold and green.
9th September, 1831.
THE hill was in the sunshine gay and green,
The vale below could not be seen;
A cloud hung over it,
A thin white cloud, that scarce was seen to fly,
So slowly did it flit;
Yet cloud methinks I err in calling it,
It spread so evenly along the sky.
It gave the hills beyond a hue
So beautiful and blue,
That I stood loitering for the view:
Loitering and musing thoughtfully stood I,
For well those hills I knew,
And many a time had travell'd them all o'er; Yet now such change the hazy air had wrought, That I could well have thought
I never had beheld the scene before. But while I gazed the cloud was passing by; On the slow air it slowly travell'd on, Eftsoon and that deceitful haze was gone, Which had beguiled me with its mockery; And all things seem'd again the things they were. Alas! but then they were not half so fair As I had shaped them in the hazy air!
LINES WRITTEN IN THE ALBUM OF ROTHA Q.
ROTHA, after long delays,
Since thy book must cross the Raise,
Down I sit to turn a stave,
Be it gay or be it grave.
Wiser wish than what thy name
Prompts for thee I cannot frame;
No where find a better theme
Than thy native namesake stream.
Lovelier river is there none
Underneath an English sun;
From its source it issues bright
Upon hoar Hellvellyn's height,
Flowing where its summer voice
Makes the mountain herds rejoice;
Down the dale it issues then;
Not polluted there by men;
While its lucid waters take
Their pastoral course from lake to lake,
Please the eye in every part,
Lull the ear, and soothe the heart,
Till into Windermere sedate
They flow and uncontaminate.
Rotha, such from youth to age
Be thy mortal pilgrimage;
Thus in childhood blithe and free,
Thus in thy maturity,
Blest and blessing, may it be;
And a course, in welfare past,
Thus serenely close at last.
TRANSLATED FROM LUIS MARTIN.
[This poem is selected for publication from a small volume of translations, because, having been printed before in a newspaper, it attracted the attention of Mr. D'Israeli, who has inserted it in the "Curiosities of Literature," as a beautiful specimen of a kind of extravagance characteristic of Spanish poetry. It seemed, therefore, worth while to place it among the poems of the Translator.]
On the green margin of the land,
Where Guadalhorce winds his way,
My Lady lay.
With golden key Sleep's gentle hand
Had closed her eyes so bright,
Her eyes two suns of light,
And bade his balmy dews
Her rosy cheeks suffuse.
The River God in slumber saw her laid:
He raised his dripping head
With weeds o'erspread,
Clad in his watery robes approach'd the maid,
And with cold kiss, like Death,
Drank the rich perfume of the maiden's breath.
The maiden felt that icy kiss;
Her suns unclosed, their flame
Full and unclouded on the intruder came.
Amazed, the bold intruder felt
His frothy body melt,
And heard the radiance on his bosom hiss;
And, forced in blind confusion to retire,
Leapt in the water to escape the fire.
MOHAMMED;
A FRAGMENT, WRITTEN IN 1799.
CLOAK'D in the garment of green, who lies on the bed of Mohammed,
Restless and full of fear, yet semblant of one that is sleeping?
Every sound of the feet at his door he hears, and the breathing
Low of inaudible words: he knows their meaning of murder,
Knows what manner of men await his outgoing, and listens
All their tread, and their whisp'ring, till even the play of his pulses
Disturbs him, so deep his attention. The men of the Koreish
Fix on the green-robed youth their eyes; impatiently watchful
Wait they the steps of his rising, the coming of him whom they hated.
He rises and makes himself pure, and turning towards the Caaba,
Loud he repeats his prayer: they hear, and, in eagerness trembling,
Grasp the hilts of their swords- their swords that are sworn to the slaughter.
But when the youth went forth, they saw, and, behold! it was Ali!
Steady the hero's face it was pale, for his life was a blessing;
It was calm, for in death he look'd on to the crown of the martyr.
Dark as they were of soul, and goaded by rage disappointed,
They shed not the blood of the youth, but remember'd their chieftain his father, Abu Taleb the good, and respected the virtue of friendship.
Baffled, and full of wrath, through Mecca they scatter the tidings: "He has fled, has discover'd our plans, has eluded our vengeance. "Saw ye the steps of his flight? Where lurks he, the lying blasphemer ? "Now to the chase, to the chase; seize now the bow and the quiver; "Now with the sword and the spear, ye stubborn of Mecca! pursue him; "Seek him now to the north and the south, to the sunset and sunrise; "Follow, follow the chosen one's flight!" They rush from the city: Over the plain they pursue him, pursue him with cries and with cursesSounds that rung over the plain, and rung in the echoing mountains; And Mecca received in her streets the din of their clamorous uproar. But the voice of the Moslem, the silent prayer of the faithful, Rose to the throne of God; and tears of the heart overflowing Interceded for him whom they loved and believed his apostle.
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"Where is the blasphemous fled?— the lying disturber of Mecca ? "Has he journey'd to Tayef? Under the shield of his uncle "Lurks he for safety there?-or to Yathreb, the credulous city? "Or seeks he the Ethiop's court, where the earlier runaways shelter?' Lashing their steeds, they pursue; to the east and the dwelling of Abbas Hasten the thirsty for blood; to the north they hurry, to Yathreb; Some to the shore of the sea, lest haply a bark might await him, And the waves should become his protectors: impetuously rushing, Drive they in fury along; beneath the hoofs of their horses Sparkles the rock of the valley, and rises the dust of the desert.
Others the while, more cool in wrath, and thoughtful in fury,
Over the town search sedulous: they in the Hashemites' dwellings
Seek for the man proscribed; in the dwellings of Hamza and Omar,
Ali, Abubeker, and Saad, and Abu Obeidah;
All whom the Prophet loved, who believed in the son of Abdallah.
Every house they search in the populous city, whose threshold
Ever his feet had trod: thus vainly through Mecca they seek him;
Then, unassuaged of hate, of rancour and wrath unabated,
They to the mountains turn, to seek in their dens and retirings
If from the death he lurks: they enter the cavern of Hira,
Place of his fasting and prayer; the cavern of Hira is lonely.
Not in the depth of the cave, and not in the mountain retirings,
Not in their hollows and glens, can they track the steps of his going.
So through the day they sought; and still, when the sun was descending,
They were among the hills: then faint, disappointed, and weary,
Turning their faces homeward, they journey'd slowly and sullen
Down their rough mountain path; but often paused, and around them
Linger'd with prowling eyes; a littie wide of their pathway,
Thus as they paused, they saw in the side of the stony mountain
A cave-mouth, narrow and high: the hill had the hue of the evening
Rich on its rugged sides, and the chasm was distinct in its blackness.
Thither turning, they sped; and one who forewent his companions
Came to the cavern's mouth: disturb'd by the noise of his footsteps,
From her nest, in the side of the chasm, a pigeon affrighted
Fled.
The advancing pursuers heard the whirr of her pinions, And he who was first exclaim'd, "There is none in the hole of the mountain; "For lo a pigeon fled from her nest at the sound of my coming, "And the spider hath spread his network over the entrance." Then from the cave he turn'd.
Was thy spirit shaken, Mohammed,
When in the depth of the rock thou heardest the voice of the Koreish?
He who was with thee trembled; the sweat on his forehead was chilly,
And his eyes in alarm were turn'd towards thee in the darkness.
Silent they sat in the rock; nor moved they, nor breathed they; but listen'd Long to the tread of the feet, that, fainter and fainter sounding,
Died in the distance now: yet still they were silent, and listen'd.
Abubeker first, as his fear gave faith to the echo,
Fresh in his sense alarm'd· -"Hark! hark! I hear them returning:
"They are many, and we but two!" he whisper'd, in terror.
"There is a third !" aloud replied the son of Abdallah--
"God!"
So the night came on, and they in the place of their refuge
Silently sat. And now in hope they listen'd, awaiting
Sound of approaching feet-of trusted friend or disciple,
Bringing them food and tidings, now that the darkness had settled.
Slow pass the expectant hours: nearer the mouth of the cavern
Eagerly now they drew. The sound of the wind that was passing
Took from their hope its tone; and now in its distant murmurs
They heard the tread of feet; and now despairingly argued
Danger was yet abroad, and none could venture towards them.
Midnight came; and a step was heard-distinctly they heard it:
Heavier it comes, and now in the rock-and a voice- it is Ali.
He in the cave laid down the water-skin that he carried,
And the figs wrapt under his robe: then told he his tidings.
Low was his voice, for he spake in fear: "The peril is pressing,
"Prophet of God, I saw thy foes return in the twilight:
"Sullen they came from their toil, and talk'd of the search on the morrow. "The Idolaters joy in thy flight, and grieve at thy safety:
"God shall remember their joy, and that grief, in the day of his judgement. "They shall feel in their evil load! A price is appointed
"His who shall shed thy blood: but keep thou close in the mountain;
"God will confound their plots."
He paused so, suddenly checking
Words on their way, as one who tells but half of his errand,
Loath to utter the worse remainder, that yet must be utter'd.
Sure if Mohammed had seen his eye, he had read in its trouble
Tidings of evil to come. At length to the son of Abdallah,
Telling his tale of woe, spake Ali the first of believers:
"Prophet, there is grief in thy dwelling: Cadijah in sickness
"Lies on her bed of pain: for death she is stricken, I fear me.
Mohammed heard; and he bow'd his head, and groan'd for his exile.
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OCCASIONED BY THE DEATH OF HIS SON.
DAUGHTERS of Jove and of Mnemosyne,
Pierian sisters, in whose sacred paths,
From my youth up these duteous feet have trod;
Ye who with your awakening influence warm'd
My youthful heart, disdaining not to accept
The first fruits of an offering immature,
And who into my riper strains have breathed
Truth, knowledge, life, and immortality;
An earthly heritage indefeasible
Assuring to me thus, with Bards of old,
With the blind Grecian of the rocky isle,
The Mantuan, and the Tuscan; and more dear
To me than all of elder Rome and Greece,
My honour'd master, who on Mulla's side,
Mid the green alders, mused his heavenly lay.
Be with me, O ye Nymphs of Castaly
Divine, be with me now; ye who so oft
Have given me strength, and confidence, and joy,
O give me comfort now !-to you I look
In sorrow, who in gladness heretofore,
Yet never but with deepest faith devout,
Have wooed your visitation. For no strain
Of querulous regret I ask your aid,
Impatient of the chastening hand of Heaven;
But rather that your power may discipline
Thoughts that will rise-may teach me to control
*This additional fragment was found in a different book from that which contained the notes before printed, and being in the middle of poems, which have been long pub
The course of grief, and in discursive flight Leading my spirit, sometimes through the past, Sometimes with bold yet not irreverent reach Into the region of futurity,
Abstract her from the sense of present woe.
Short time hath pass'd since from my pilgrimage To my rejoicing home restored I sung
A true thanksgiving song of pure delight.
Never had man whom Heaven would heap with bliss
More happy day, more glad return than mine;
Yon mountains with their wintry robe were clothed
When, from a heart that overflow'd with joy,
I pour'd that happy strain. The snow not yet
Upon their mountain sides hath disappear'd
Beneath the breath of spring, and in the grave
Herbert is laid, the child who welcomed me
With deepest love upon that joyful day;
Herbert, my only and my studious boy,
The sweet companion of my daily walks,
Whose sports, whose studies, and whose thoughts I shared,
Yea in whose life I lived, in whom I saw
My better part transmitted and improved,
Child of my heart and mind, the flower and crown
Of all my hopes and earthly happiness.
lished, was overlooked. The epitaph, numbered XXXVIII. among the Inscriptions, not improbably refers to the same bereavement.
of Kaf in search of the water of im-, Arabians, their mode of dividing the
mortality, 43.
twenty-four hours, 230.
ABEL SHUFFLEBOTTOM, his Amatory Alphonso, 660.
Algernon Sidney, Epitaph on, 171.
Poems, 114.
Aberfraw, the Palace of Gwynedd, Algiers, Battle of, an Ode, 198
314.
Ablutions, funeral, singular origin as-
scribed to the practice, 218.
Abmelec, or eater of locusts and grass-
hoppers, a particular account of this
singular bird, 241.
Abolition of slavery, celebration of the,
755.
Aclides, the, of the Romans, particulars
concerning, 391.
Ad, the Tribe of, some interesting par-
ticulars of their settlement in Al-ah-
kâf, 216. Their lapse into idolatry,
216. Their pilgrimage to Hegiaz
(now Mecca), 216. Its results, 216.
Adair, his account of the funeral of a
Mosqueto Indian, 333.
Adam and Eve, curious tradition con-
cerning them and their immediate
descendants after the Fall, 218. The
body of Adam said to have been taken
by Noah into the ark with him, 218.
Adosinda, 645.
Arabs, their singular manner of taking
food, 229. Their gross superstition,
Alhambra, description of the cabinet of Araf, a place between the Heaven and
the, 85.
Allan Cunningham, Epistle to, 209.
All for Love; or a Sinner well saved,
the Hell of the Mahommedans, 312.
Ararat, Mount, monkish fable relative
to the relics of the Ark of Noah,
288.
All-knowing Bird, the, curious particu- Araucans, Song of the, during a Thun-
lars respecting, 303, 304.
Almanzor, the Victorious, founder of
the city of Bagdad, some particulars
respecting him, 254.
Amalahta, 365.
Amatory Poems of Abel Shufflebottom,
114.
Arbalist, the, some particulars concern.
ing, 56.
Archbishop of Canterbury, his reply to
the propositions of the Archbishop of
Bourges on the subject of Henry the
Fifth's claim to the crown of France,
62.
America, Ode written during the War Arc, Joan of. See "Joan of Arc."
with, in 1814, 192.
American Indians, Songs of the, 132-
134.
Americans, native, splendour of some
of their ancient cities, 327.
Amphilochius, Bishop of Iconium, ex-
tracts from his Life of St. Basil,
514.
Ampulla, Legend of the, 25.
Afflighem, Abbey of, destroyed during Amreeta, The, 622.
the French Revolution, 733.
Afreet, one of the evil genii, description
Africa, To the Genius of, 100.
Agatha and King Charlemain, 435.
Age and Youth, 123.
Agincourt, consequences of the victory
at, 15. Conduct of the English sol-
diery at the battle of, 69.
Agincourt, Henry of, description of his
funeral, 19.
Agnes Sorel, mistress to Charles the
Seventh of France, anecdote of, 23.
Particulars of her history, her last
illness, and death, 51.
Agnes, St., her remarkable exclamation
at the stake, 27. Curious legend pre-
served of this saint in Cornwall, 27.
One of the saints especially reve-
renced by Joan of Arc, 27.
Aignan, St., the tutelary saint of Or-
leans, 37.
Al-ahkâf, or Winding Sands, the first
settlement of the Tribe of Ad, 216.
"Alas for the oak of our fathers, that
stood," 123.
Argalus and Parthenia" of Quarles,
extract from, 730.
Arius and Arianism, 630.
Ark, Holy, of the Camara Santa, parti-
cular description of, 692.
Armada, The Spanish, 128.
Armet, or chapelle de fer, the, descrip-
tion of, 66.
Armour, remarks on the ancient regula-
tions relating to different kinds of, 48.
Army, effective discipline of an, re-
marks upon, 742.
Amreeta, the water of immortality, the
Hindoo fable of its production by
churning the sea with a mountain,
624.
"And I was once like this! that glow- Arrival of the Gods, The, 380.
ing cheek," 137.
Andrew Marvel, his description of the
coracle, 349.
"And they have drowned thee, then, at
last, poor Phillis!" 137.
"And wherefore do the poor com-
plain ?" 130.
"And wouldst
abode," 118.
Animadversions on works of an immo-
ral tendency, 769.
Anjou, Mary of, queen of France, her
thou seek the low
counsel to her husband, Charles VII.,
the means of saving the kingdom, 23.
Anointing, royal, curious opinion re-
specting, by Robert Grossetest, Bi-
shop of Lincoln, 25. Great veneration
of the French for the oil used in the
coronation of their kings, 75.
Antidius, St., the Pope, and the Devil,
Ballad of, 451.
Alderman's Funeral, The, an Eclogus, Arablan Tales, The, remarks upon, in
Alentejo, Lines written in, 122.
Alexander I., Emperor of all the
Russias, Ode to, 195.
Alexander the Great, Persian story of
his visit to the cave in the mountain
connection with Ferdusi and Oriental
literature, 115,
Arabian saints, their habitations always
near the sanctuary or tomb of their
ancestors-the reasons for this cus-
tom, 261.
Arrabida, The Convent of, Lines written
after visiting, 137.
Arrows, divination by, forbidden to the
Mahommedans, 228.
Arrows of the Omen, account of those
employed by the Tlaxaltecas, 331.
Arrows, poisoned, general use of, among
the Indians and others, 373.
Artificial islands, common in China and
Mexico, 386.
"Asiatic Researches," extracts from,
illustrative of the Hindoo mythology,
553. 566. 570. 572. 577, 578. 585. 595.
602. 604. 611, 612. 622, 623.
Assueton, Sir John, a Scotch knight,
account of a surprising feat performed
by him, 48.
"As thus I stand beside the murmuring
stream," 107.
Astrology, the Orientalists greatly ad-
dicted to this science, 296. Absurd
consequences resulting from it, 296.
Astronomy, Translation of a Greek Ode
on, 125.
Asturias, curious account of the relics
deposited in, by Urban, Archbishop of
Toledo, 691.
Aswamedka, the, or sacrifice of a hare,
curious account of, 571.
"At length hath Scotland seen," 202.
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