For which the tyrant of these abject times Abate their horror; Grenville, even then Rais'd up and strengthen'd, and upheld through all Are held in everlasting memory, Whose deeds partake of heaven. Long ages hence, Along the palmy coast, will bless thy name; And Senegal and secret Niger's shore, And Calabar, no longer startled then With sounds of murder, will, like Isis now, Ring with the songs that tell of Grenville's praise. * Ball. Col. EPITAPH Designed for a Monument to be erected in Lichfield Cathedral, agreeably to the Bequest of the late Miss Anna Seward, to designate the Burial Place of her Father, the Rev. Thomas Seward, a Canon of that Cathedral, in which she is herself interred. BY WALTER SCOTT, ESQ. AMID these aisles, where once his precepts show'd And those he loved in life, in death are near; For him, for them, a daughter bade it rise, Still wouldst thou know why o'er the marble spread, FRAGMENT, WRITTEN IN GLENFINLAS. It is hardly possible to live, even for a short period, in the highlands of Scotland, without hearing related some of the many traditionary anecdotes, which are yet floating through the country, and are one distinguishing characteristic of the pastoral life. Some legendary tales, repeated by a shepherd in Glenfinlas, suggested the following lines, which were written nearly extempore. It is earnestly to be wished, that a man of taste and industry could be discovered, who might be induced to devote a few years to the prosecution of literary and poetical research in the more remote regions of this romantic country. In the neighbourhood of Dunstaffnage Castle, and in several of the Western Isles, traditions are probably yet remaining regarding the life of King Robert I., which might prove highly interesting to the historian as well as to the poet. This is mentioned only as one instance of the many advantages which might perhaps be gleaned, but which in a few years more will be wholly lost, in consequence of the change of national character, arising from the increase of civilization, and from various other causes. I. THAT restless fire was in my breast, Where grey Glenfinlas lies, o’erhung VI. "These are the realms," she said, "where long * For the words marked with commas in this stanza, the writer is indebted to the unpublished MSS. of a friend; and shall rejoice, if the liberty here taken shall induce him to follow, with more assiduity and less diffidence, those poetical avocations for which his talents are eminently adapted. XI. "O seize their beauties ere they die, "To prompt for thee the impassioned strains. "The fortunes strange that here befell "O listen, ere their charms are fled, An Indian Legend. From the German of the celebrated Von Goëthe, Author of Herman and Dorothea, the Sorrows of Werter, &c. * MAHADOC, the lord of earth, Bound to mortals' changeful fate; From human sympathy to know, His ken had all the various city eyed, From modest worth obscure to glittering pride: He sets at evening forth, an unknown course to steer. * The measure is the same with the original German. |