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And thy harp-striking bards sing aloud Ha! laugh'st thou, Lochiel, my visioa with devotion,
to scorn, - Erin, mavournen Erin-go-braugh*! Proud bird of the mountain, thy plume
shall be torn. • To communicate to our readers a Say! rash'd the bold eagle exultingly
just conception of " The Battle of Hoheolinden," we should be com
mFrom his home in the dark-rolling
clouds of the forth; pelled to copy the whole poem. It
Lo! the death-shot of foemen out conveys, in grand and fiery language,
speeding, he rode the sublimest circumstances of a Companionless, bearing destruction modern battle. The scene itself seems abroad; to pass before our eyes in reading the But down let him stoop from his harcc two incomparable stanzas.
Ah! home let him speed; for the "Tis morn! but scarce yon level sun spoiler is nigh. Can pierce the war-clouds rolling dun, Where furious Frank, and fiery Hun Why flames the far summit. Why Shout in their sulph'rous canopy.
shoot to the blast
Those embers, like stars from the firThe combat deepens !--on ye brave! That rush to glory, or the grave,
mament cast? Wave, Munich, all thy banners wave,
"Tis the fire-shower of ruin, all dread
fully driven And charge with all thy chivalry.
From his eyrie, that beacons the dark.
ness of heaven. Highly as we regard the several
Oh, crested Lochiel ! the peerless in excellencies of the foregoing poems, might, we cannot but acknowledge that Whose banners arise on the battle“ Lochiel's Warning” rises superior ments' height, to them all. And chiefly, with re. Heaven's fire is around thee, to blast spect to it, do we severely feel the
and to burn; restraint imposed upon us by our
Return to thy dwelling! all lonely re
turn! limits. It is not doing it justice to For the blackness of ashes shall mark praise it in general terms. A poem
where it stood, of so rare a merit has higher preten- And a wild mother scream o'er her sions, and lays claim to that admira. famishing brood. tion which can only result from the detailed exposition of its various
LOCHIEL. beauties; and we believe we are False wizard, avaunt! I have marshalld only anticipating the decision of the
my clan, public when we say that the bard of Their swords are a thousand, their bo
soms are one; Gray has at length, perhaps, found They are true to the last of their blood a rival.
and their breath; The sublimity of the following And, like reapers, descend to the har. passage, in which the wizard, taunt. vest of death, &c. &c. cd by Lochiel for dissuading him * * * * * * * * * * * from venturing to the field of Culo loden, foretels his danger, will en- There are two lines in the wizard's able every reader to judge for hin- reply to this animated speech, which self.
we will venture to say contain a
* Ireland, my darling Ireland, for eier.
more poetical account of the second On the whole, these Poems are sight than has been ever conceived the productions of a very extraordiin prose or poetry, when the gifted nary young man. And, to use a seer exclaims,
phrase of the master-critic of our "Tis the sun-set of life gives me mys- age, “ If they be not poetry, we tical lore,
know not where poetry may be And coming events cast their shadows found.”'
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~His Majesty's Speech from the Throne, announcing the Adjust-
Copies of the Convention with Russia laid before the House of Lords and
Commons.- Motion ly Mr. Grey for Papers-ly Mr. Whitlread on the
CHA P. III.
and the Admirals under him, to the Navy.--Debate on the Russian Con.
Free Traae with India.—Sir William Pulteney's Motion thereon.-Debate.
-Speeches of Mr. Addington-Johnston-Wallace—Sir F. Baring - Mr.
Retrospect to the Situation of Europe for the three last Months of 1801.-
Marquis Cornwallis appointed Ambassador to the French Republic-sails
Remarks on the State of France subsequent to her recent Acquisitions.-
Her clandestine Treaties with Spain-- Portugalmand the Porte.-