ePub 版

Let us

Note 8. Stauza lxii.

praising the « drapery» of an « untochered» but «pretty Eleven thousand naidenheads of bone,

virginities » (like Mrs Anne Page) of the then day, which The greatest number flosh bath over known.

has now been some years yesterday: --she assured me Si Ursula and her eleven thousand virgios were still that the thing was common in London; and as her own extant in 1816, and may be so yet as much as ever. thousauds, and blooming looks, and rich simplicity of Note 9. Stanza lxxxi.

array, put any suspicion in her own case out of the Who butcher'd half the earth, and bullied 1 other.

question, I confess I gave some credit to the allegation. India America.

If necessary, authorities might be cited, in which case I
could quote both drapery” and the wearers.
hope, however, that it is now obsolete.

Note 5. Stanza lx.

'T is strange the mind, that very fiery particle,

Should let itself be souff d out by an article.
Note 1. Stanza xix.

« Divior particulam auræ.»
Who on a lark, with black-eyed Sal (his blowing).

So prime, so swell, so nutty, and so hoowing?
The advance of science and of language has rendered

it unnecessary to translate the above good and true
English, spoken in its original purity by the select
mobility and their patrons. The following is a stanza

Note 1. Stanza xix. of a song which was very popular, at least in my early Gives, with Grock truth, the good old Greek the lie. days :

See MITFORD'S Greece. «Grecia Verax. Dis great On the bigh toby-spico flash the muzzle.

pleasure consists in praising tyrints, abusing Plutarch, In spite of ea h allows old srout;

spelling oddly, and writing quaintly; and, what is strange If you at the spelken can't hustle, You'll be bobbled in making a Clout.

after all, his is the best modern history of Greece in any

language, and he is perhaps the best of all modern luisThin your blowing will war gallows hauchty,

lorians whatsoever. Daving named his sios, it is but When she heaps of your scaly mistake, She'll surely turn snitch for the foriy,

fair to state his virtues-learning, labour, research, That her Jack may be regular weight.

wrath, and partiality. I call the latter virtues in a If there be any gem inan so ignorant as to require il

writer, because they make him write in earnest. traduction, I refer lim to my old friend and corporeal

Note 2. Stanza xxxvii. pastor and master, Jolin Jackson, Esq., l'rofessor of

A hazy widower lurad of forty's sure. pugilism ; who, I trust, still retains the strength and

This line may puzzle the cominentalors more than the symmetry of his model of a form, together with his

present generation. good humour, and athletic as well as mental accomplishments.

Note 3. Stanza lxxiii.

Lihe Russians rushing from bot baths to snows.
Note 2. Stanza xxix.

The Russians, as is well known, run out from their
St James's Palace and St James's * Hells.
Hells,» gaming-houses. What their number may antithesis, which it scenis does them no harm.

hot bathis to plunge into the Neva: a pleasant practical now be in this life, I know not. Before I was of age I knew them pretly accurately, both

gold, and

Note 4. Stanza lxxxii. « silver. » I was once nearly called out by an acquaint

The world to gaze upon those northern lights. ance, because whieu he asked me where I thought that liis soul would he found hereafter, I answered, « In polar region and native country of the aurora borealis,

For a description and print of this inhabitant of tbe Silver llell.»

sce Parry's Voyage in search of a North-West PasNote 3. Stanza xliii.

And therefore even I wont anent

Note 5. Stanza lxxxvi.
This subject quote.

As Philip's son proposed to do witb Athos.
« Anent» was a Scotcla phrase, meaning «concerning,"
--- wille regard 10.» Je has been made English by the

A sculptor projected to hew Mount Athos into a statge Scotch Novels; and, as the Frenchimao said —« jf it be of Alexander, with a city in one hand, and, i Believe, a not, ought to be English.»

river in lois pocket, with various other similar devices.

But Nexander's gone, and Athos remains, I trust, ere Note 4. Stanza xlix.

long, to look over a nation of freemeo. The milliners who furnish - drapery misses.» « Drapery misses»—This term is probably any thing

CANTO XIII, now but a mystery. It was however almost so to me when I first returned from the East in 1311-1912. It incans a pretty, a bigla-born, a fashionable young fe

Note 1. Suanza vii. male, well instructed by her friends, and furnished by her milliner with a wardrobe upon credit, to be repaid,

Right boursily, • le libed an honest hater. when married, by the husband. The riddle was first «Sir, I like a good hater»-See the Life of Dr Joken. lead to me by a young and pretty heiress, on my

$111, etc,

[ocr errors]


Note 2. Stanza xxvi.

hedge, « to look before he leaped :»-a pause in his Also there bin another pious reason.

vaulting ambition,» which in the field doth occasion

some delay and execration in those who may be immeWith every thing that pretty bin, My lady sweet arise.-SMAKSPEARE.

diately behind the equestrian scepiic. « Sir, if you don't

chuse to take the leap, let me»-was a phrase which Note 3, Stanza xlv.

generally sent the aspirant on again ; and to good purThey and their bills, « Arcadians both, are left.

pose : for though the horse and rider» might fall, they « Arcades ambo.»

made a gap, through which, and over him and his steed,

the field might follow.
Note 4. Stanza lxxi.
Or wilder group of savage Salvatore's.

Note 2. Stanza xlviii.
Salvator Rosa.

Go to the coffee-house, and take another,

In Swift's or llorace WALPOLE's Letters I think it is Note 5. Stanza lxxii.

mentioned that somebody regretting the loss of a friend, His bell-mouth'd goblet makes me feel quite Danish. was answered by a universal Pylades : When I lose If I err not, « Your Dane» is one of Lago's Catalogue one, I go to the Saint James's Coffec-house, and take of Nations « exquisite in their drinking.»

another. »

I recollect having heard an anecdote of the same kind. Note 6. Stanza lxxviii.

Sir W. D. was a great gamester. Coming in one day to Even Nimrod's self might leave the plains of Dura.

the club of which he was a member, he was observed to lo Assyria.

look melancholy. « What is the matter, Sir William ?»

cried llare, of facetious memory. Note 7. Stanza xcvi.

« Ab !» replied Sir W. « I have just lost poor Lady D.»

« Lost! What at • T bat Scriptures out of church are blasphemies.

Quinze or Hazard?» was the consolatory rejoinder of « Mrs Avlams answered Mr Adams, that it was blas. the querist. phemous 10 talk of Scripture out of church.» This dogma was broaclied to her husband--the best Chris

Note 3. Stanza lix. tian in any book. See Joseph Andrews, in the latter

And I refer you to wise Oxenstiern. claptcrs.

The famous Chancellor Oxenstiern said to his son, on
Note 8. Stanza cvi.

the latter expressing his surprise upon the great effects
The quaint, old, cruel corcomb, in his gullet

arising from petty causes in the presumed mystery of Should have a book, and a small trout to pull it,

politics : « You see by this, my son, with how little wisJi would have taught him humanity at least. This dom the kingdoms of the world are governed.» sentimental

savage, whom it is a mode to quote (amongst the novelists) to show their sympathy for innocent sports and old songs, teaches how to sew up frogs, and break

CANTO XV. their legs by way of experiment, in addition to the art of angling, the cruellest, the coldest, and the stupidest of pretended sports. They may talk about the beauties

Note 1. Stanza xviii. of nature, but the angler merely thinks of his dish of

And thou, diviner still, fish; he has no leisure to take his eyes from off the

Whose lot it is by man to be mistaken. streams, and a single bite is worth to him more than all

As it is necessary in these times to avoid ambiguity, the scenery around. Besides, some fish bite best on a

I say, that I mean, by « diviner still,» Christ. If ever rainy day. The whale, the shark, and the tunny fisiery God was Man-or Man God-lie was both. I never arhave somewhat of noble and perilous in them; even net

raigned his creed, but the use-or abuse-made of it. fisting, trawiing, etc., are more liumaue and useful—but Mc Canning one day quoted Christianity to sanction angling !-No aogler can be a gond man. « One of the best men I ever knew-as humane, de-reply. And was Christ crucified, that black men miglit

Negro Slavery, and Mr Wilberforce had little to say in licate-minded, generous, and excellent a creature as any be scourged? If so, he had better been born a Mulatto, in the world -- was an angler : true, he angled with

to give both colours an equal chance of freedom, or at painted flies, and would have beco incapable of the

least salvation. extravagances of I. Walton.» The above addition was made by a friend in reading

Note 2. Stanza xxxv. over the MS. —« Audi alteram partem»-I leave it to

When Rapp the Harmonist embargoed marriage counterbalance

In his harmonious seulement,
my own observation.

This extraordinary and flourishing German colony in
America does not entirely exclude matrimony, as the

« Shakers» do; but lays such restrictions upon it as pre-

vent more than a certain quantum of births within a
certain number of years; which births (as Mr Hulme
observes) generally arrive « in a Jiule flock like those of

a farmer's lambs, all within the same month perhaps.»
Note 1. Stanza xxxiii.

These Harmonists (so called from the name of their set-
And never craned, and made bat few • faut pas

tement) are represented as a remarkably flourishing, Craning.–« To crane» is, or was, an expression used pious, and quiet people. See the various recent writers to denote a gentleman's stretching out his neck over a

on America.

[ocr errors]


Note 3. Stanza xxxviii.

I somewhat surfeited with a similar display from foreign Xor canvass what so eminent a band meant.

parts, did rather indecorously break through the apJacob Tonson, according to Mr Pope, was accustomed plauses of an intelligent audience-intelligent, I mean, to call bis writers «able pens»-« persons of honour,» as to music,- for the words, besides being in recondite and especially < eminent hands, Vide Correspond languages (it was some years before the peace, ere all ence, etc., etc.

the world brad travelled, and while I was a collegiani-|

were sorely di-guised by the performers:-ibis mayoress, Note 4. Stauza lxvi.

I say, broke out with, « Rot your Italianos! for my : While great Lucullus' role triomphale muffles

parı, I loves a simple ballat!» Rossini will go a good (There's Jame) — young partridge tillets, dock'd with truffles. A dish « à la Lucullus.» This bero, who conquered

way to bring most people to the same opibion, some the East, has left liis more extended celebrity to lie day. Who would imagine that he was to be the suc

cessor of Mozart? However, I state this with diffidence, transplantation of cherries (which he first brought into

as a liere and loyal admirer of Italian music in general

, Furope) and the vomenclature of some very good dishes, and of much of Riossini's: but we may say, as the cof. -and I am not sure that (barring indigestion) he has noisseur did of painting, in the l'icar of Wakefield, not done more service to mankind by liis cookery than by his conquests.

« that tie picture would be better painted if the painter A cherry-tree may weighi agaiost a

had taken more pains.»
bloody laurel; besides, he lias contrived to earn cele
brity from both.

Note 4. Stanza lix.
Note 5. Stanza lxviii.

For Gothic during shown in English money.
But even sans « confitures, it no less true is,
There's pretty picking in those . petits puits.»

« Ausu Romano, ære Veneton is the inscription (and | «Petits puits d'amour garnis de confitures,» a classical well inscribed in this instar.ce) on the sea walls between und well-known dish for part of the tlank of a second the Adriatic and Venice. The walls were a republicaa

work of the Venetians; the inscription, I believe, im

perial, and inscribed by Napoleon.
Note 6. Stanza lxxxvi.
For that with me's o.sine qua.”

Note 5. Stanza lx.
Subauditur « Von,» omitted for the sake of cuphony.

« C'ntying squires « to fight against the churches..
Yote . Sianza xcvi.

Though yeuntie the winds and bid ibem fight
In short upon that subje t've some qualms very

Against the churches. - Macbeth.
Like those of the philosopher of Malmsbury.
Hobbes; wlio, doubting of liis own soul, paid that

Note 6. Suanza xcvii.
compliment to the souls of other people as to decline
their visits, of which he had some apprehension.

They err-'l is merely wbat is call'd mobility. In French « mobilité.» Jam not sure that mobility is Englislı; but it is expressive of a quality which rather

belongs to other climates, though it is sometimes seen CANTO XVI.

to a great extent in our own. It may be defined as an excessive susceptibility of immediate impressions-at

the same time without losing the past; and is, though Note 1. Stanza x.

sometimes apparently useful to the possessor, a most i If from a shell-tisb or from co hipeal.

painful and unhappy attribute. The composition of the old Tyrian purple, whether From a shell-lishi, or froin cochineal, or from kermes,

Note 7. Stanza cii. in still an article of dispute; and even its colour-some

Draperied ber form with curious felicity. say purple, others scarlet : 1 say nothing.

«Curiosa felicitas... - PETRONTUS ARBITER.
Note 2. Stanza xliii.
For a spoil'i carpet - but the . Altic Beo,

Note 8. Stanza cxiv.
Was mucb consoled by his own reparlee,

A noise like to set togers drawn on glass.
I think that it was a carpet on whicli Diogenes trod,
withı-«Thus I trample on the pride of Pato '»---With

See the account of the ghost of the uncle of Prioce

! reater pride,» as the other replied. But as carpets Charles of Saxony raised by Schroepfer-« Karl-Kari re meant to be trodden upon, my memory probably was-walt wolt mich ?» misgives me, and it mighi be a robe, or tapestry, or a tible-cloth, or some other expensive and uneynical piece

Notc 9. Stanza cxx. of furniture.

Ilow odd, a single hobgoblin's non-entity

Should cause more fear iban a whole bost'identity:
Nole 3. Suanza xly.

Shados 16-nin,ht
With . Tu micbamases, from l'ortingale,

llave struck more terror to the soul of Ri hard
Tu soothe our ears, lest luly should fail.

Than cau the sal stance of ten thousand soldiers, etc. et. I re:nember that the mayoress of a provincial town,

See kickin til

attributed Poems.

(Although never publicly acknowledged by Lord Byron, the following have been generally attributed to

his pen: and, aware of the interest attached to his most trifling efforts, the Publishers, without vouching for their authenticity, have not hesitated to add them to this edition.]





I cannot but remember sucb things were,
And were most de r to me.

MICBETII. et dolces moriens reminiscitur Aros.


When slow Disease, with all her host of pains,
Chills the warm tide which flows along the veins;
When llealth, affrighted, spreads her rosy wing,
And tlies with every changing gale of spring;
Not to the aching frame alone coufined,
L'ayielding panys assail ilie drooping mind.
What grisly forms, the spectre train of woe,
Bids shuddering Nature shrink beneath the blow ;
With Resignation wage relentless strife,
Wiuile Hope retires appalld, and clings to life!
Yet less the pang, when, through the tedious hour,
Remembrance sheds around hier genial power,
Calls back the vanish'd days to rapture given,
When love was bliss, and beauty form'd our heaven:
Or, dear to youth, portrays each childish scene,
Those fairy bowers, where all in turn have been.
As when, through clouds that pour the summer storm,
The orb of day unveils his distant form,
Gilds with faint beams the crystal dews of rain,
And dimly twinkles o'er the watery plain;
Thus, while the future dark and cheerless gleams,
The sun of memory, glowing through my dreams,
Though sunk the radiance of his former blaze,
To scenes far distant points his paler rays,
Still rules my senses with unbounded sway,
The past coufounding with the present day.

Peace to thee, isle of the ocean!

llail to thy breezes and billows!
Where, rolling its tides in perpetual devotion,

The ulite wave its plumy surf pillows !
Rich shall the chaplet be history shall weave thee!

Whose undying; verdure shall bloom on thy brow,
Wheo nations, that now in obscurity leave thee,

To the wand of oblivion alternately bow!
Unchanged in thy glory-upstaiu'd in thy fame-
The homage of ages shall hallow thy name!
Hail to the chief who

On thee the rich wciglit of his glory!
When, fill'd to its limit, life's chronicle closes,

His deeds shall be sacred in story!
His prowess shall rank with the first of all ages,

And monarchs hereafter shall bow to his worth-
The songs of the poets - the lessons of sages-

Shall hold him the wonder and grace of the earth. The meteors of history before thee shall fallEclipsed by thy spleudour-thou meteor of Gaul !

Hygeian breezes shall fan thee

Island of glory resplendent!
Pilgrims from natioos far distant shall man thee-

Tribes, as thy waves independent!
On thy far işleaming strand the wanderer shall stay him

To snatch a brief glance at a spot so renown'dEach turf, and each stone, and cach cliff, shall delay him

Where the step of thy exile bath bailow'd thy ground. From him shalt thou borrow a lustre divine; The wape of bis sun was the rising of thine!

Whose were the hands that enslaved him?

Hands which had weakly withistood himNations which, while tbey had oftentimes braved


Never till now had subdued him! Monarchs—who oft to his clemedey stooping,

Received back their crowns from the plunder of warThe vavquishier vanquishı'd- the eagle now drooping

Would quench with their sternness the ray of bis star! Put cloth'd in new «plendour thy glory appearsAnd rules the ascendant- the planet of years!

Pure be the heath of thy mountains !

Rich be the green of thy pastures!

Oft does my heart indulge the rising thought, Which still recurs, unlook d for and unsought; My soul to Fancy's fond sucuestion yields, And roams romantic o'er hier airy fields; Scenes of my youth developed crowd to view, To which I long have paid a last adieu !



How strangely time his course has run,

Since first I pair'd with you; Sıx years ago we made but one,

Now five have made us two.

For no patriot vigour was there,

No arm to support the weak flower;
Destruction pursued its dark herald-Despair,

And withier'd its grace in an hour.

Limpid and Jasting the streams of thy fountains!

Thine annals unstain'd by disasters!
Supreme in the ocean a rich altar swelling,
Whose sbrine shall be haild by the prayers of man-

Thy rock-beach the rage of the tempest repelling-

The wide-wasting contest of wave and of wind-
Aloft on thy battlements long be unfurld
The eagle that decks thee--the pride of the world!

Yet there were who pretended to grieve,

There were who pretended to save;
Mere shallow empyrics who came to deceive-

To revel and sport on its grave.

Fade shall the lily, now blooming

Oh! thou land cf the lily! in vain
Where is the land which can nurse it?

Thou strugglest to raise its pale head!
Nations who reard it shall watch its consuming- The faded bud never shall blossom again-
Untimely mildews shall curse it.

The violet will bloom in its stead!
Then shall the violet that blooms in the valleys
Impart to the gale its reviving perfume-

As thou scatterest thy leaf to the wind
Then, when the spirit of liberty rallies,

False emblem of innocence, stayTo chaunt forth its amibems on tyranny's tomb), And yield as thou fadesi, for the use of mankind, Wide Europe shall fear lest thy star should brcak forth, This lesson to mark thy decay! Eclipsing the pestilent orbs of the norte!

[merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][ocr errors]
« 上一頁繼續 »