The bittern shrieks at eve when sailing O'er the soldier's grave ! As winter mantles white the plain; To tell of those in battle slain : And fondness will a tribute crave; Of the soldier's grave! And another modern writer has this spirited exclamation WAR, monstrous offspring of ambitious lust, An eloquent Preacher thus breaks forth on the threatened invasion of Britain, during the late protracted and bloody contest “While you have every thing to fear from the success of THE ENEMY, you have every means of preventing that success, so that it is next to impossible for victory not to crown your exertions. But should PROVIDENCE determine otherwise, should you fall in this struggle, should the Nation fallyou will have the satisfaction, the purest allotted to man, of having performed your part; your name will be enrolled with the most illustrious dead while posterity, to the end of time, as they revolve the events of this period (and they will incessantly revolve them,) will turn to you a reverential eye, while they mourn over the freedom which is entombed in your sepulchre! I cannot but imagine the virtuous heroes, legislators, and patriots, of every age and country, are bending from their elevated seats to witness this contest, as if they were incapable, till it be brought to a favourable issue, of enjoying their eternal repose. Enjoy the repose, ILLUSTRIOUS IMMORTALS! Your mantle fell when you ascended, and thousands, inflamed with your spirit, and impatient to tread in your steps, are ready to swear by Him that sitteth upon the throne and liveth for ever and ever, they will protect FREEDOM in her last asylum, and never desert that cause which you sustained by your labours, and cemented with your blood! And Thou, sole ruler among the children of men, to whom the shields of the earth belong, gird on thy sword thou Most Mighty, go forth with our hosts in the day of battle! Impart, in addition to hereditary valour, that confidence of success which springs from thy presence! Pour into their hearts the spirit of departed heroes ! Inspire them with thine own! And while led by thy hand, and fighting under thy banners, open Thou their eyes to behold in every valley, and in every plain, what the Prophet beheld by the same illumination-CHARIOTS OF FIRE, AND HORSES OF FIRE! Then shall the strong man be as tow, and the maker of it as a spark, and they shall burn together, and none shall quench them!" Hall. STANZAS, ON THE THREATENED INVASION OF BRITAIN, 1803. See--a vengeful and menacing foe; Our cities and commerce lie low! But conquest and plunder by Britons withstood, Shall sink with the boasters in waves ; Ere Britons submit to be slaves! No-it never shall be to a man will we rise Round The King whom we love and admire ; And with hand lifted high, we make oath to the skies, No-it never shall be-that THE FAIR, our delight, All the charities mingle, and urge to the fight, No-it never shall be-that they dare to defile He, for ages, has guarded our much-beloved Isle, View the noble assemblage, a NATION in arms! We'll rush on the foe-in thick danger find charms, Then, BRITONS, arise-'tis our country demands SMITHERS. These two exquisite stanzas written on the extinction of the REBELLION in 1746, must not be omitted How sleep the brave, who sink to rest By all their COUNTRY's wishes blest! * Affection, with other Poems. By Henry Smithers of the Adelphi. Inscribed to her Royal Highness the Princess Charlotte Augusta of Wales. This volume, embellished with beautiful vignettes, has considerable merit, and its perusal yields no small gratification. When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, COLLINS. But lamentable to say, the generality of wars of which we read in the page of history, are not defensive, but offensive ; and of course abhorrent to humanity. The tablet of ancient and modern story is inscribed with characters of blood. Originating in a wild and unprincipled ambition, the mere conqueror is the devastator of mankind; and like a meteor, glares destructively over an affrighted world* Ye MONARCHS, whom the lure of honour draws, * See Dr. Knox's Essays on the Folly and Wickedness of War; also, the Complaint of Peace, by Erasmus, which Dr. Knox republished, with an admirable introduction. This respectable clergyman has thus acted in his proper character, as the minister of the Prince of Peace, and is entitled to the thanks of the community. |