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Or through embroidery rich and rare, tries of the tree-tops, while this poor
The slender silt to lead :
bankrupt lies smothered and rotting in His bosom, when he sigh'd,
the turf below. At least it is happy in The russet doublet's rugged fold
this, that the manuling herbage will have Could scarce repel ils pride!
securely shielded it from the mortification Ah! she looks as if a shriek were
of witnessing, in its last moments, the rising to her lips, as a pebble from the pomps it once partook, and from which garden below extinguishes the lamp ; but it is cast down for ever. the next moment beholds her at the door
Yet to my eye it is beautiful-exits sashed panel is opened, and shews a
quisitely beautiful ! What loom of short fight of stone steps to the turf walk, Brussels or of Mechlin can rival the de. and the noblest youth that ever love made licacy, of those million fibres, which, lowly, stands in a a peasant's garb
before unbroken by the gusts that hurled it from her. '« Hist, John! my father scarcely that robbed it of its autumnaldies, mean
its stem, and unimpaired by the damps sleeps, ---where are the steeds ?” Princess of the Peak, they wait behind der in the most elegant sinuosities and the the Bowling Green. Art sure all's safe?
most gracile veinsmyriads and myriads Where are thy maidens ?” Mary
of streamlets that fall into larger ducts, as waits by my lady mother, who is some
these last empty themselves into the grand what indisposed io-night, woe the while."
canal that bissects the whole. From this And here the false page wept and Mar. canal the lively sap diffused itself in all garet! bas e'en such another flattering
this net-work of aquaducts, over the loon as thou to listen in; and a smile bright green leaf which this withered chased the natural tears as she spoke.
wreck once was. It has more variety in She hurried down, but at the last step her its figures and more delicacy than the broidered slipper caught in the dewy spider's web, and it never was guilty of clusters of the clematis that wreathed the that beautiful piece of mechanism.
the stratagems and bloodshed that stain
(To be continued.)
TENACITY OF RANK.
George Colman the Younger, as he as it lies strewn with myriads of its com- pleases to term himself, although on the panions, amid the juicy verdure of the wrong side of youth, tells us in his · Ran. green tufts that border the brook! Doubt- dom Records, the following facetious tale less it hath once felt the genial influences of offended pride which occurred to himof spring as gladly as any of us who are
self in his nonage, while sojourning at still left to rejoice in them.
the Aberdeen seminary, to pick up his It hath danced and fluttered to the learning, evening air, it hath glowed and glittered
During my residence in King's Col. greenly in the noontide sun, it hath ex. lege, there was a very worthy old gen. haled "fragrance as it drooped with the tleman, living in the Old Town, who richness of midsummer-night's dew-and
wore a gold chain round his neck, and now there it lies amid the full sorrel.
whom I always understood to be the Proknots, the tiers of joint grass, and the
vost. This was Mr. Maclean, the Laird flaunting array of purple, white and yel- of Col, one of those Scotch Western Is. low florets, matted with its seared and lands called the Hebrides. I met him at forgotten brethren,
dinner, in a mixed party, soon after my
arrival in North Britain, when I had Brown skeletons of leaves that lay
everything to learn which appertains to Thy forest-brooks along, When the ivy tod is heavy with snow,
the manners, and etiquette, of the inhabi. And the owlet whoops to the wolf below,
tants ;-and, observing that mark'd atten. That eats the she-wolf's young.
tion was paid to this ancient chieftain, I ANTIENT MARINBR. was desirous of getting into his good graThere it lies beneath the very grove ces. -Every body at table addressed him where once it hung aloft, and where a Col, which appeared to me a famibrilliant throng of rustling successors are liarity inconsistent with respect; but, consilently mounting the staircase of the cluding that they were all his old friends, kindling trunks, to peer out timidly from while I was a stranger, I said to him, the windows of the buds, and then enjoy a whole summer's gala in the balconies
• He was, for several years, an inhabitant of of the boughs. They will sing and nod
Old Aberdeen, leaving his son (a Captain who
had served for some time in the East Indies.) and gleam amongst the arches and tapes to govern his Hebridean territory.
• Mr. Col, will you do me the honour to wine, of which I could get none, and which drink a glass of wine with me?' He had been prescribed to me, as the best to stared me full in the face, without speak. be taken in whey,-my servant return'd ing, or even deigning to give me a nod of to me with a bottle of it, and, with the assent.--I repeated my proposition ; Chieftain's compliments, expressing his
Mr. Col, do me the honour, &c. &c. ; regret that he had but two dosen more, -Mr. Col maintain’d his silence, and did which should be sent to me early in the not move a muscle.- Is he deaf,' said I, morning, and he hoped it would do me turning to a gentleman on my right hand, good. This little trait of generous kindor what is the matter with him ? ness,-characteristic, I believe, of High
Gude troth,' he whisper'd, ‘ye’ve e'en land Chiefs, even in the rude times of affronted him, by ca'ing him Mister :'— their ferocity,—had an Uncle Tobyism he then explain' to me that a Chieftain about it, which speaks much more home in the Hebrides, being look'd upon as a to the human heart than all the obliging kind of petty sovereign, is always styled enquiries' with which invalids are flatter'd according to the appellation of his domi- in London. Having no need of the prof. nions. If, therefore, Clapham Common ferd present, I did not accept it, but I was could be a Western Island of Scotland, not the less grateful. and Mr. Maclean had been the Laird of " That persons above the level of general it,-I ought not to have call’d him Mr. society should be tenacious of their rank Clapham Common, but Clapham Com- and titles, is natural enough; and withmon, short and blunt, without any prefix out similar feelings in every class of civi. or addition whatever ;-just as, in Shak. lized men, according to their graduated speare's Play, Cleopatra is occasionally stations, we should soon have to deplore callid, both by Mark Antony, and her that attendants, Egypt.
" " The Falcon, towering in his pride of place, “ This custom is, now and then, awk Was, by the mousing Owl, bawk'd at and ward, when the uncouih names given to
kill'd.' some of the aforesaid Western Isles are
" When my very dear friend, Francis consider'd ; and a well-bred Englishman, North (afterwards Earl of Guilford, of in accosting Scottish petty Kings, feels whom I shall make further mention, and some difficulty in pronouncing, by way who, alas! is departed,) dined, for the of a respectful salutation,– How do you first time, with the late Earl of Llandaff, do, Muck* ?'
an Irish nobleman, who had somewhat “ Neither are Egg and Rum very lofty of the veille-cour dignity about him,-a titles ;--but, then, there is Mull;-and certain (or rather uncertain) quantity of when these three are mention'd together, excellent Claret had been drank, and the they produce combined recollections in a party was about to break up ; when the Londoner who has travell’d the North joyous Francis, who sat next to the noble Road, (particularly in winter,) of a hot host, put his hand upon the Earl's shoulbeverage, comfortable to the stomach, der, saying, 'Come, Old Daffy ! let us though not grand to the mind.
have one more botile of your Elixir !' “ Sky, also, excites no vast idea of “ The requested Elixir was prodncedlanded property, nor any deep defe- but the Earl never gave my friend a serence to the autocracy of a terrestrial cond invitation.” proprietor. “I hasten'd to repair my error, as soon
BENSLEY THE ACTOR. as I was aware of it, and attack'd the Chieftain for a third time, with— Cul, The same work from which we have allow me to bob-nob with you.'— With just quoied, enables us to give the folall the pleasure in life, young gentleman,' lowing particulars of this meritorious but roar'd the mighty Col, relaxing his fearather pompous actor, who was the first tures, and with a Highland accent which representative of the amiable Eustache struck me as first-cousin to the Irish bro. de St. Pierre in our anthor's clever his. gue; and, thenceforward, was the Old torical drama, s« The Surrender of King Col most condescending, and even Calais." attentive, to the Younger Colman. I
“ Bensley commenced his course of once sent to him, late at night, when I worldly action in the service of his King was laid up by a fever, for a little Lisbon and Country, at the taking of the Havan.
* On reference to authorities, I find that nah; but soon relinquish'd the amphithe Laird of this place, thinking the appella bious achievements of a Lieutenant in the tion too coarse for his Island, likes it still less Marines, for the less glorious enterprises for himself, and he is therefore address'd by the title of Isle of Muck.-I cannot help think.
of a theatrical Adventurer His first ing that this title is not less coarse, but more
essay upon the Stage (in 1765) was at Judierous.
Drury Lane, as Pierre, in Venice Pre
His eyes were red and flash'd with dread, " My father's voice!" the maiden eried,-her His cheeks were ghastly blue;
lover drew his sword, And his armour, white as the clear moonlight, And forward rush'd with lightning speed that Was wet with the evening dew.
sacred life to guard. Sir Edgar came to an old grey tower,
A moinent more and both return'd,- the sire With ivy mantled o'er,
his guardian presa'd, And the clock rang forth the midnight hour And held him in an ecstacy of fondness to his As he smote on the postern door :
breast ! A torch-light stream'd on the dreary wall, “ Brave youth! my child is thine," he cried; And the horseman rode into Wulfstein's hall,
she's thine for evermore!
Henceforth thou art my chosen friend-our He fiercely glanced on the ruffian train
fatal feuds are o'er." Who sat at the banquet board, And his torn heart seem'd as 'twould burst in The scene is changed, a sturdy form in glittertwain
ing gear is seen, As he grappled his shining sword.
He claims the damsel for his bride with high “ I come,” he cried, “ for my promised bride,
and haughty mien; The daughter of Helvellein's lord!"
The sire accepts the sparkling boon, the bridal
morn is plann'd, Count Roderic few from his lofty seat
And 'neath her faithless father's frown the With a burst of grim delight,
maiden yields her hand. And his pond'rous broadsword left its sheath
Like a stream of dazzling light;
Again the scene is changed, and now a bridal And fierce on the bold intruder sprung.
And the bridegroom smiles a withering smile Sir Edgar avoided the deadly aim
on the bride's fast falling tears of the swift descending sword, And nimbiy regaining his feet again,
The minstrel ceased-a deafening din He triumph'd o'er Wulfstein's lord :
Through the wide apartment rang, The chieftain utter'd a dismal yell,
And the pond'rous doors sprang suddenly in And dead on the marble pavement fell.
With a wild and boisterous clang:
Gigantic forms anon were seen Deep stillness reign'd in the castle hall Looming frightful and grim in the fire's red When the fearful fray was done,
gleam. The night-bird shriek'd round the castle wall, And terror seiz'd every ne;
The darkness fled, and a chapel soon The victor and vanquish'd left the sight
Arose on the startled sight; As sudden and swift as a meteor light.
And the forms, no longer involved in gloom,
Stood forth like things of life: The minstrel woke from his slumbers, threw
Before the altar in joyous mood
A mail-clad knight and a lady stood.
The minstrel eyed the spectral band
By the torch's dusky flash, And thus the bard of Wulfstein sung,
And his wild harp fell from his trembling hand
With a loud and dismal clash!
“'Tis Edgar !" he cried, as the phantom crew COUNT OSRIC'S VISION. Faded slowly away from the startled view.
T. F. Brightly shone the lamp of night o’er dark
Helvellein's spires, And bath'd in dreamy light the tombs of Osric's valiant sires,
INDIAN CUNNING DEFEATED. Ås sheath'd in mail from head to foot, and fol
For the Olio. low'd by his train, Up the chapel aisle with a clanging step the gloomy warrior came.
During the war in Canada, previous
to the engagement that took place between He bow'd him at the altar soot, and knelt the armies of England and France on the
before the shrine, And graced it with the glittering gauds he'd plains of Abraham, a circumstance took borne from Palestine;
place that is well worthy of remembrance. When suddenly the scene he'view'd receded The Indians have long been noted for a And in its stead a lovely vale the wond’ring truly characieristic of these uncultivated
species of sagacity and cunning, that is savages.
At the time referred to above, The sun slow sinking in the west, shone sweet the picquets of the British Army extended
the glades among, As on a river's flowery brink a damsel tripp'd along the whole frontier of the Indian's along;
country; and from one of these outposts Her anxious eye peer'd after one she waited the sentinel never returned to tell his there 'twould seem,
alarmned comrades the tale of his disasters. And presently a well trim'd barque caine dancing o'er the stream.
Sentinel after sentinel was posted, and
when the relief guard went their rounds, A noble youth sprang swiftly forth the lovely the man was missing, and no one could
give any information on the subject. The And threw himself on bended knee before his bravery of the men to whose lot it had When loi a cry of deep distress and .clash of fallen to guard this hitherto fatal spot, had steel was heard
never been called in question, and it be
from his eyes,
came a subject of dispule whether they heard for some time that could have awahad deserted to the French camp, or had kened the fears of even timidity itself. At fallen victims to the wiles of their more length, when he had almost made up his cunning enemies, the Indians. Still the mind that he should escape the visitation men disappeared, and still the cause of of that mysterious power that had deprived their disappearance remained as inexpli- the regiment of so many of its brave memcable as ever. Unwilling that this state bers, he heard a rustling among the of things should continue any longer, the leaves that the wind had swept from their commander of the regiment called his men parent branches, and after a minute intogether on the parade, and spoke to them spection, he observed what appeared to of his fears that the inen missing had been him to be a bear making a sidelong proby some means or other thrown off their gress among the trees towards the place guard by the Indians, and then put to death where he stood. Thinking that if he fired in their peculiarly savage manuer. This at such an object he should only excite became necessary from the fact, that the the ridicule of his companions, he for some sudden and unaccountable disappearance time desisted, but occupied himself in still of the men, had awakened in the minds of further observing its motions. Suspicious their comrades those superstitious fears and from the actions of the animal that it was feelings that were almost naturally caused not altogether what it seemed, he aimed at by the circumstances. Far from wishing it with his piece and fired, and by the to compel any man under his command to groan that was heard in the direction in guard so dangerous a post against his will, which the ball had gone, he was convinced he related the dangers that had attended that he had solved ihe mystery hitherto so it, and endeavoured to convince the men inexplicable. On examining the skin in that there could be no supernatural power which the Indian was enclosed, the tomaarmed against them, but that the disap- hawk and scalping knife were found with pearance of their comrades was the result him, the usual instruments with which of some successful stratagem of their Indian cruelties are inflicted. There was crafty foes; and that any man of courage now no longer any doubt as to the way in and prudence would be enabled to elicit which the former sentinels had gone. The the cause, and be the means of saving wary Indian in his disguise had watched a many yaluable lives.
He therefore pro- favourable opportunity of taking his victim posed that one of them should volunteer, by surprise, and springing upon him be. for the safeguard of the outpost, to go on fore he had time to give the alarm, buried duty in the place of the man just missed. his tomahawk in his scull and carried him One of the men convinced by the language off in triumph as a trophy of his cunning. of his officer stepped out from the ranks, It is needless to say that after the defeat and offered to go immediately to the out of this stratagem the men were no longer post. “Your honour, ” said he, "can missing from their posts. This is an depend upon me, for if the wind whistles, anecdote that I have frequently heard a leaf falls, or a crow chatters you shall related by the inhabitants on the borders be sure to hear the report of my musket." of Canada ; and that the circumstances His offer was accepted, and he went to took place during that contest between his duty, not without receiving the hearty England and France, in which General good wishes of his comrades and the thanks Wolfe ended his glorious career on the of the officer under whom he served, He far-famed plains of Abraham. had not been long at his post when the
CELEBS. report of his piece was heard and repeated by the numerous sentinels till it reached the camp. Assistance was immediately sent to him, and on reaching the spot he
(For the Olio.) was found examining what appeared to his. comrades the body of an enormous
Bear me hence, bear me hence, to the Isles of
the Blest, bear; further inspection however proved Where our bodies repose, and our souls are at that it was an Indian disguised in a bear's
rest; skin. On being solicited to relate his
Where the sun's parching rays and the sum
mer's fierce heat singular adventure, he informed his com
Are fann'd by sea-breezes refreshing & sweet: rades that on arriving at the post, he was Where winter's keen frosts are unheeded, unsomewhat alarmed at the stillness and
felt, solitude of the place, and was not altogether for the snows of that genial clime quickly
melt. free from feelings of dread and apprehen. We regret passing joys, since they flee back sion.. Banishing, however, every idea
again : from his mind that had no connexion with
We wander ’mid groves, or among the green his duty, he proceeded calmly and coolly And are lull'd to repose by the perfume of to examine the forest, No sound was
ISLES OF THE BLEST.
Companions in pleasure, bright daughters of bride, whom the Boh uns, the Warrens, air,
and the Mordaunts consigned to its knightPartake of our banquets, our happiness share; Sigh love songs (their beauty ec.ipyes earth's ly walls. daughters)
“ And is it not a shame,” thus did I To strains softly murmur'd by ocean's clear
say within myself, “ is it not a shame,
that the quarried pavement which once When fondly they smile, how the light of their
disclosed its yellow and red pattern thro' Express 'tis a heaven-a pure paradise. the layers of green rushes in the banquetFly swiftly my bark, be propitious thou gale, As you fill the white bosom of each spreading plat of pastures!
hall should be superseded by this dull
And that mosaic of sail. Bear me hence, bear me hence, I can tarry no gold and ebony, which the sun points off
through the branches and leaves of yon. Till my wandering spirit inhabits that shore; der ash-tree-what, I say, is it to the feu. Can I linger when joys such as these are in
dal hearth with its armorial carvings, and crown of antlers which once on that very
spot diffused its ruddy blaze, every bicker REVERI E.
of its flame bring the tongue of some le
gend, or the conjuror of some spirit ! BY HORACE GUILFORD,
“ How free the evening wind sweeps For the Olio.
over this old close! It could tell of anContinued from page 103.
cient days, when it was not so free, when
it was rebutted by the broad mullions of How have I been building Chateaus the arched windows, or imprisoned howl. en Espagne, in the most literal sense, thising in the great hall chimney, an envious lovely evening.
listener to the goblet's clang, the tradi. How richly were my sunset trances hung - tion, and the song by the fireside. The With gorgeous tapestries of pictur'd pomp ! roaring flame mocked its thundering then,
My feet were on my ancestral acres, and its very roars were a fresh source of and my heart in the ages of their opu- enjoyment to the revellers. lence. A noble sunset displayed its ma "Well, Nature, untamed Nature, is nifold colours in the west; and the calm undoubtedly a fine thing—but I hate to vault overhead, where a solitary star be see it master where it has once been a gan to twinkle, reposed above burnished vassal :-) abhor Nature in a state of reslopes of corn. The massy wheat, red volution !" with its dusky gold,--the lemon tints of
Right pleasantly it predominates in the the spiky barley,—and the cold pale plumage of the feathery oats-were all sloth
VILLAGE OF WOODHOUSES, fully rippling and rustling in the awaken- —that dear old village, most justly ed night breeze.
so called, since not only is it tinted in Forth with did I begin to pile up into a complete wood of apple and pear the beautiful sky the pictured phantom and damascene orchards, but its lowof the original manor hall, that, from the eaved cabins
also are seamed and time of the Norman bastard to that of the pilastered with timber. The quaintlyStuarts, rose the proud paramount of the worked and dingy brickwork bears no surrounding country.
proportion to it, and both bricks and Ever he watch'd, and oft he deem'd
beams are furred and variegated with all While on the turf the sunset stream'd,
the dies of moss and lichen. The rich It alter'd to his eyes ;
full ivy clusters in glossy verdure over the Fain would he hope the rocks 'gan change, To buttress'd walls their shapeless range,
walls - the jilliflower waves its fragrant Fain thiok by transmutation strange,
colours on the gables and the houseHe saw gray turrets rise.
leek shoots up in thick glaucous spires BRIDAL OF TRIERMAIN.
from the wooden porch top. The little I caught the gold sunbeams in lattices lattices are emulously green of pane,where they struggled through dimly los the old patched doors are green, but not zenged panes,-1 led their light through with paint,-green is the single chimney, painted oriels upon tapestry that rivalled and green the low steep thatch of every them in Tyrian tints, or oaken wainscots, mossy roof. Here and there, an enorwhose deep polish reflected their lustre. Í mous maple overshadows in lonely majesmade the bright fields dark with the pom- ty some green rise of turf in the wide pous shadows of the venerable hall, and straggling street, waving against the casethe gigantic groves of beech and elm that ment of the cottage it protects. The ediduskily disclosed its ancient towers. In fices of art, however, are for the most part short, I invested it with the appearance blended with, or hidden by the overthat
my fancy told me it presented to the powering luxuriance of nature. You can noble, the beautiful, and the youthful scarce distinguish the cottages in their