By that 7 dread 7 | name, 7 | 7 we | wave the | sword on | high, 7 | 7 And | swear 7 | 7 for | her to | live! 7| |7 with | her 7 | 7 to | die! 7| | | 7 He said, 7 | | and on the | rampart | heights 7 | 7 ar | rayed 7 | 7 His trusty warriors, | | few, 7 | 7 but | undis | may'd; 7 | | Firm 7 | paced, 7 | 7 and | slow, 7 | 7 a | horrid front 7 they form, 7 | Still 77 as the | breeze, 7 | 7 but | dreadful | 7 as the | storm; 7 | | Low 7 | murmuring | sounds a | long their | banners | fly, 7 | 7 Revenge 77 or | death, 7 | 7 the | watchword | 7 and re | ply; 7 | | | Then 7 | peal'd the | notes, 7 | 7 om | nipotent to | charm, 7 | 7 And the loud 7 | tocsin | | toll'd 7 | 7 their | last alarm. 7 7 In | vain, 7 | 7 a | las! 7 | 7in | vain, 7 | | 7 ye | gallant | few! 7 | 7 From | rank to | rank 7 | 7 your | volley'd | thunder | flew; 7 | | Oh! 7 bloodiest | picture | 7 in the book of| Time, 7 | 7 Sar | matia | fell, 7 | un | wept, 7 | 7 with | out a | crime; 7 Found not a generous | friend, 7 | 7 a | pitying | foe, 7 | | Strength in her arms, 77 nor | mercy | 7 in her wo! 7 | Dropp'd from her | nerveless | grasp, 7 | 7 the | shatter'd spear, 7 | | Clos'd her | bright 7 | eye, 7 | 7 and | curb'd 7 | 7 her 7 | high ca | reer; 7 | | Hope, 77 for a season, | | bade the | world | fare 7 well, 7| | 7 And | Freedom | shriek'd, 7|7 as | Kosci | usko | fell. 7 | | | 7 The | sun 7 | went 7 | down, 7 | 7 nor ceas'd the | carnage | there, 7 | 7 Tu | multuous | murder | | shook the | midnight | air, 7 | 7 On | Prague's 7 | proud 7 | arch 7 | 7 the | fires of | ruin | glow, 7 | 7 His blood-dyed | waters | | murmuring | far be | low; 7 | | 7 The storm prevails 77 the rampart | yields a way, 7 | | Bursts the wild 7 | cry 7 | 7 of horror | 7 and dis may! 7 | Hark! 7| |7 as the | smouldering | piles 7 | 7 with | thunder | fall, 7 | 7 A thousand shrieks 7 | 7 for | hopeless | mercy | call! 7 | | Earth 7 shook, 7 | | red | meteors | flash'da | long | the sky, 7 | 7 And | conscious | Nature | shudder'd | 7 at the Į cry! 71 7 Departed spirits of the mighty | dead! 7 Ye that at Marathon | 7and | Leuctra | bled! 7 || Friends of the world! 7 7 restore your | swords 7 7 to man, 7| | Fight in his sacred | cause, 7 | 7 and | lead the | van! 7 | Yet for Sarmatia's | tears of | blood 7 | 7 a | tone, 71 7 And | make 7 | her 7 | arm 7 | 7 puissant | 7 as your own. 7| || Oh! 7| once a | gain 7 | 7 to | Freedom's | cause 7 | 7 return, 7 | Thou 7 | patriot | Tell! 7 | thou | Bruce 7 | 7 of | Bannoc❘ burn! 7 | THE THAMES. DENHAM'S COOPER'S HILL. 7 My eye descending from the | hill, 7 | 7 sur veys 7 | 7 Where | Thames among the | wanton | vallies | strays: 7 | Thames! 77 the most lov'd of all the ocean's | sons 7 | 7 By his | old 7 | sire, 7 | 7 to his em | braces | runs, 7 | Hasting to pay his | tribute to the sea, 7 | 7 Like mortal life 77 to meet eternity; [ Tho' with those streams 7 | 7 he | no resemblance | hold, 7 | Whose 7 | foam is | amber, 7 and their | gravel 7 | gold; 7 | His 7 genuine | 7 and less | guilty | wealth to ex | plore, 7 | Search not his bottom, shore, 7 but survey his 7 O'er | which he | kindly | spreads his spacious | wing, 7 7 And hatches | plenty for the ensuing spring, 7| 7 Nor | then destroys it | 7 with too | fonda | stay, 7 | Like mothers | 7 which their | infants | over | lay; 7 | Nor with a sudden and impetuous wave, 7 Like profuse | kings, 7 | 7 re | sumes 77 the [ wealth he gave."7 | 7| | | No 7 | unexpected | inundations | spoil 7 | 7 The | mower's | hopes, 77 nor | mock 7 | 7 the ploughman's toil; 7 | 7 But godlike | his un| wearied | bounty | flows; 7 | First 7 | loves to do, 7 | then 7 | loves the good he |does. 7 | | Nor are his blessings [7 to his banks con | fined, 7། ། But free and common, 7 as the | sea or | wind; 7 | When he to boast 7 or to disperse his stores, 7 | Full of the tributes of his | grateful ↑ shores, 7 | Visits the world; 7 | | and in his | flying | towers [ Brings home to us, | 7 and | makes both | Indies [ ours; 7 | | Finds 7 | wealth where | 'tis, 7 | 7 bestows it. | 7 where it | wants, 7 | | Cities in deserts, | woods in | cities, | plants. 7 So that to us 7 no 7 | thing, 7 | no 7 | place is | strange, 7 I While his fair 7 | bosom | 7 is the world's ex! change. 7 | O could I flow like | thee! 77 and | make thy | stream 7 | 7 My great ex | ample, | | as it is my theme; 7 1 1 1 7 Tho' deep, 7 | yet 7 | clear; 77 tho' | gentle yet not dull; 7 | Strong without rage; 7|7 with | out o'er | flowing, full. 7| | | EXECUTION OF THE EARL OF ARGYLE. FOX'S HISTORY OF JAMES II. 7 On the thirtieth of | June, 7 | 7 one | thousand |