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and pardon me if I have not given to her respectable by making its possessors ridirelation the advantages which she had so culous, or by describing vice with much reason to expect. The other story, many fascinating qualities, that it is either that of Ellen, could I give it in the lan- lost in the assemblage, or pardoned by gnage of him who related it to me, would the association. Man's heart is sufficiently please and affect my readers. It is by no prone to make excuse for man's infirinity; means my only debt, though the one I and needs not the aid of poetry, or elonow more particularly acknowledge; for quence, to take from vice its native dewho shall describe all that he gains in the formity. A character may be respectable social, the unrestrained, and the frequent with all its faults, but it must not be conversations with a friend, who is at made respectable by them. It is grievous once communicative and judicious?—whose when genius will condescend to place strong opinions, on all subjects of literary kind, and evil spirits in a commanding view, or are founded on good taste, and exquisite excite our pity and admiration for men of feeling? It is one of the greatest «plea- talents, degraded by crime, when struggling sures of my memory' to recal in absence with misfortune. It is but too true that those conversations; and if I do not in great and wicked men may be so presented direct terms mention with whom I con- to us as to demand our applause, when versed, it is both because I have no per- they should excite our abhorrence; but it mission, and my readers will have no is surely for the interest mankind, and doubt.
own self-direction, that we should The first intention of the poet must be ever keep at unapproachable distance our to please ; for, if he means to instruct, he respect and our reproach. must render the instruction which he hopes I have one observation more to offer. to convey palatable and pleasant. I will It may appear to some that a minister of not assume the tone of a moralist, nor religion, in the decline of life, should have promise that my relations shall be benefi- no leisure for such amusements as these; cial to mankind; but I have endeavoured, and for them I have no reply ;-but to not ansuccessfully I trust, that, in what those who are more indulgent to the prosoever I have related or described, there pensities, the studies, and the habits of should be nothing introduced which has a mankind, I offer some apology when I protendency to excuse the vices of man, by duce these volumes, not as the occupations associating with them sentiments that de- of my life, but the fruits of my leisure, mand our respect, and talents that compel the employment of that time which, if our admiration. There is nothing in these not given to them, had passed in the pages which has the mischievous effect of vacuity of unrecorded idlencsa; or had ronfonnding truth and error, or confusing been lost in the indulgence of unregistered our ideas of right and wrong. I know not thoughts and fancies, that melt away in which is most injurious to the yielding the instant they are conceived, and Icave minds of the young, to render virtue less not a wreck behind.'
воок 1. The elder, George, had past his threescore
A busy actor, sway'd by hopes and fears THE HALL.
of powerful kind; and he had fillid the
parts The Brothers met who many a year
hearts. past Since their last meeting, and that seem'd lle married not, and yet he well approved
The social state; but then he rashly loved; They had no parent then or common friend Gave to a strong delusion all his youth, Who might their hearts to mutual kindness Led by, a vision till alarmid by truth:
That vision past, and of that truth possest, Who, touching both in their divided state, George yet liad will and power a place to
His passions wearied and disposed to rest, Might generous thoughts and warm desires create;
chouse, For there are minds whom we must first Where Hope might sleep, and terminate
lier views. excite And urge to feeling, ere they can unite; As we inay hard and stubborn metals beat He chose bis native village, and the hill: And blend together, if we duly heat. He elimb'd a boy had its attraction still;
see no more.
With that small brook beneath, where he | On which the names of wanton boys appear,
would stand, Who died old men, and left memorials here, And stooping fill the hollow of his hand Carvings of feet and hands, and knots and To quench th' impatient thirst—then stop
The fruits of busy minds in idle hours.
his feelings best. The oaks yet flourish'd in that fertile Here day by day, withdrawn from busy life,
No child t' awake him, to engage no wife, Where still the church with lofty tower When friends were absent, not to books was found;
inclined, And still that Hall, a first, a favourite view, He found a sadness steal upon his mind; But not the elms that form'd its avenue; Sighing, the works of former lords to see, They fell ere George arrived, or yet had "I follow them,” he cried, “but who will stood,
follow me?” For he in reverence held the living wood, That widely spreads in earth the deepening Some ancient men whom he a boy had
root, And lifts to heaven the still aspiring shoot; He knew again, their changes were his own;
known From age to age they fillid a growing space, Comparing now he view'd them, and he felt But hid the mansion they were meant to That time with him in lenient mood had grace.
While some the half-distinguish'd features It was an ancient, venerable Hall,
bore And once surrounded by a moat and wall; That he was doubtful if he saw before, A part was added by a squire of taste, And some in memory lived, whom he must who, while unvalued acres ran to waste, Made spacious rooms, whence he could look
about, And mark improvements as they rose without.
Here George had found, yet scarcely hoped He fill'd the moat, he took the wall away, Companions meet, minds fitted to his mind;
to find, He thinn'd the park, and bade the view be gay; Here, late and loth, the worthy rector came, The scene was rich, but he who should From College-Dinners and a Fellow's fame;
behold Its worth was poor, and so the whole was so near a neighbour in a friend so old :
Yet, here when fix'd, was happy to behold sold.
Boys on one form they parted, now to meet
In equal state, their worships on one seat. Just then our merchant from his desk Here were a sister-pair, who seem'd to live
With more respect than affluence can give; And inade the purchase that his heart desired: Although not affluent, they, by nature The Hall of Binning, his delight a boy,
graced, That gave his fancy in her flight employ; Had sense and virtue, dignity and taste; Here, from his father's modest home, he Their minds by sorrows, by misfortunes gazed,
tried, Its grandeur charm'd him, and its height Were vex'd and heald, were paind and amazed:
purified. Work of past ages; and the brick-built place Hither a sage physician came, and plann'd, Where he resided was in much disgrace; With books his guides, improvements on But never in his fancy's proudest dream
his land; Did he the master of that mansion seem: Nor less to mind than matter would he give Young was he then, and little did he know His noble thoughts, to know how spirits live, What years on care and diligence bestow; And what is spirit; him his friends advised Now young no more, retired to views well To think with fear, but caution he despised,
And hints of fear provoked him till he dared lle finds that object of his awe his own; Beyond himself, nor bold assertion spared, The Hall at Binning!-how he loves the But fiercely spoke, like those who strongly gloom
feel, That sun-excluding window gives the room; «Priests and their craft, enthusiasts and Those broad brown stairs on which he
their zeal.” loves to tread; More yet appear’d, of whom as we proceedThose beams within; without, that length Ah! yield not yet to languor-you shall of lead,
But ere the events that from this meeting So thought our squire, nor wish'd the róse,
guards t' appear Be they of pain or pleasure, we disclose, So strong, that safety might be bought too It is of custom, doubtless is of use,
dear; That we our heroes first should introduce. The Constitution was the ark that he Come, then, fair Truth! and let me clearly see Join'd to support with zeal and sanctity, The minds I paint, as they are seen in thee; Nor would expose it, as th' accursed son To me their merits and their faults impart; His father's weakness, to be gazed upon. Give me to say, “frail being! such thou art!" I for that Freedom make, said he, my prayer, And closely let me view the naked human That suits with all, like atmospheric air;
That is to mortal man by heaven assign'd,
The lighter gas, that, taken in the frame, George loved to think; but as he late began The spirit heats, and sets the blood in flame, To muse on all the grander thoughts of man, Such is the freedom which when men apHe took a solemn and a serious view
prove, Of his religion, and he found it true;
They know not what a dangerous thing Firmly, yet meekly, he his mind applied
they love. To this great subject, and was satisfied. He then proceeded, not so much intent, But still in earnest, and to church he went: George chose the company of men of sense, Although they found some difference in But could with wit in moderate share distheir creed,
pense ; He and his pastor cordially agreed; He wish'd in social ease his friends to meet, Convinced that they who would the truth When still he thought the female accent obtain
sweet ; By disputation, find their efforts vain; Well from the ancient, better from the The church he view'd as liberal minds will
He loved the lispings of the mother-tongue. And there he fix'd his principles and pew. He saw, he thought he saw, how Weakness,
He ate and drank, as much as men who think And Habit, draw seceding crowds aside:
Of life's best pleasures ought to eat or Weakness that loves on trifting points to
drink; dwell, Pride that at first from Heaven's own wor- But still he loved indulgence, not excess;
Men purely temperate might have taken less, ship fell,
Nor would alone the grants of Fortune taste, And Habit, going where it went before,
But shared the wealth he judged it crime Or to the Meeting or the Tavern-Door.
to waste, And thus obtain'd the sure reward of care;
For none can spend like him who learns to George loved the cause of freedom, but
spare. reproved All who with wild and boyish ardour loved ; Those who believed they never could be Time, thought, and trouble made the man free,
appearExcept when fighting for their liberty;
By nature shrewd-sarcastic and severe; Who by their very clamour and complaint Still he was one whom those who fully knew Invite coercion or inforce restraint:
Esteem'd and trusted, one correct and true; He thought a trust so great, so good a cause, Kind as a man, and faithful as a friend :
All on his word with surety might depend, Was only to be kept by guarding laws; For public blessings firmly to secure,
But him the many know not, knew not cause We must a lessening of the good endure.
In their new squire for censure or applause ; The public waters are to none denied,
Ask them: Who dwelt within that lofty
wall ? All drink the stream, but only few must
And they would say, the gentleman was tall; There must be reservoirs to hold supply,
Look'd old when follow'd, but alert when met, And channels form’d to send the blessing by; And had some vigour in his movements yet; The public good must be a private care,
He stoops, but not as one infirm; and wears None all they would may have, but all a Dress that becomes his station and his years.
share: So we must freedom with restraint enjoy, What crowds possess they will, uncheck’d, Such was the man who from the world destroy;
return'd, And hence, that freedom may to all be dealt, Nor friend nor foe; he prized it not, nor Guards must be fix'd, and safety must be felt.
But came and sat him in his village down, Men with such minds at once each other aid, Safe from its smile, and careless of its frown; Frankness, they' cry, with frankness is He, fairly looking into life's account,
repaid ; Saw frowns and favours were of like amount; If honest, why suspect ? if poor, of what And viewing all-his perils, prospects, purse,
afraid ? He said: Content! 'tis well it is no worse. Wealth's timid votaries may with caution
Be it our wisdom to confide and love! Through ways more rough had fortune
RICHARD led, The world he traversed was the book he So pleasures came, (not purchased first or read;
plann'd) Hence clashing notions and opinions strange But the chance-pleasures that the poor Lodged in his mind; all liable to change.
command; By nature generous, open, daring, free,
They came but seldom, they remain’d not The vice he hated was hypocrisy:
long, Religious notions, in her latter years,
Nor gave him time to question, are they His mother gave, admonish'd by her fears;
wrong ? To these he added, as he chanced to read These he enjoy'd, and left to aftertime A pious work or learn a christian creed :
To judge the folly or decide the crime ; He heard the preacher by the highway-side, Sure had he been, he had perhaps been pure The church's teacher, and the meeting's From this reproach—but Richard was not
guide; And mixing all their matters in his brain,
Yet from the sordid vice, the mean, the base, Distilld a something he could ill explain; He stood aloof—death frown'd not like disBut still it served him for his daily use,
grace. And kept his lively passions from abuse; For he believed, and held in reverence high, With handsome figure, and with manly air, The truth so dear to man--not all shall die. He pleased the sex, who all to him were The minor portions of his creed hung loose,
fair; For time to shapen and an whole produce; With filial love he look'd on forms decay'd, This love effected and a favourite maid, And Admiration's debt to Beauty paid ; With clearer views, his honest flame repaid ; On sea or land, wherever Richard went, Hers was the thought correct, the hope He felt affection, and he found content ;
There was in him a strong presiding hope She shaped his creed, and did the work of In Fortune's tempests, and it bore him up:
graced, He spake of freedom as a nation's cause,
When numerous branches round his board And loved, like George, our liberty and laws; When sighs of apprehensive love were heard,
were placed, But had more youthful ardour to be free, And stronger fears for injured liberty:
Then first the spirit of the hero fear'd; With him, on various questions that arose,
Then he reflected on the father's part,
And all an husband's sorrow touch'd his The monarch's servants were the people's foes;
heart; And though he fought with all a Briton's Then thought he: Who will their assistzeal,
ance lend ? He felt for France as Freedom's children feel; And be the children's guide, the parent's Went far with her in what she thought who shall their guardian, their protector be?
friend? reform, And hail'd the revolutionary storm;
I have a brother-Well !_and so has he. Yet would not here, where there was least
to win, And most to lose, the doubtful work begin;
And now they met: a message--kind, 'tis But look'd on change with some religious But verbal only-ask'd an interview ;
true, fear, And cried, with filial dread : 'Ah! come not And many a mile, perplex'd by doubt and here.
How shall I now my unknown way explore, llis friends he did not as the thoughtful Je proud and rich-1 very proud and poor?
Perhaps my friend a dubious speech mistook, Long to deliberate was, he judged, to lose: And George inay meet me with a stranger's Frankly he join'd the free, nor suffered pride
look ; Or doubt to part them, whom their fate Then to my home when I return again,
llow shall I bear this business to explain.
And tell of hopes raised high, and feelings воок ІІ.
hurt, in vain ? How stands the case? My brother's friend
THE BROTHERS. and mine Met at an inn, and sat them down to dine: At length the Brothers met, no longer tried When having settled all their own affairs, By those strong feelings that in time subside; And kindly canvass'd such as
Not fluent yet their language, but the eye theirs,
And action spoke both question and reply; Just as my friend was going to retire,
Till the heart rested, and could calmly feel, Stay!—you will see the brother of our Till the shook compass felt the settling steel;
squire, Said his companion; be his friend, and tell And either speaker less abruptly spoke:
Till playful smiles on graver converse broke, The captain that his brother loves him Still was there ofttimes silence, silence blest,
well, And when he has no better thing in view, Pauges that came not from a want of thought,
Expressive, thoughtful-their emotions' rest; Will be rejoiced to see him-now, adieu !
But want of ease, by wearied passion sought;
For souls, when hurried by such powerful Well! here I am; and, Brother, take you Rest, and retrace the pleasure of the course.
force, heed, I am not come to flatter you and feed; You shall no soother, fawner, hearer find, I will not brush your coat, nor smooth They differ'd much; yet might observers
trace your mind; I will not hear your tales the whole day Pride they possess’d, that neither strove to
Likeness of features both in mind and face ;
long, Nor swear you're right if I believe you but not offensive, not obtrusive pride:
hide, wrong: Nor be a witness of the facts you state,
Unlike had been their life, unlike the fruits Nor as my own adopt your love or hate :
Of different tempers, studies, and pursuits; I will not carn my dinner when I dinc,
Nay, in such varying scenes the men had By taking all your sentiments for mine;
moved, Nor watch the guiding motions of your eye,
'Twas passing strange that aught alike they Before I venture questions or reply ;
loved : Nor when you speak affect an awe profound; While these strong feelings ruled in either
But all distinction now was thrown apart, Sinking my voice, as if I fear’d the sound; Nor to your looks obediently attend,
heart. The poor, the humble, the dependant friend: Yet son of that dear mother could I meet- As various colours in a painted ball, But lo! the mansion— 'tis a fine old seat! While it has rest, are seen distinctly all;
Till, whirld around by some exterior force, The Brothers met, with both too much at They all are blended in the rapid course:
So in repose, and not by passion sway'd, To be observant of each other's part;
We saw the difference by their habits made; Brother, I'm glad, was all that George Fill'd with one love, and were in heart the
But, tried by strong emotions, they became Then stretch'd his hand, and turn'd his head
Joy to the face its own expression sent, For he in tender tears had no delight,
And gave a likeness in the looks it lent. Bat scoru'd the thought, and ridiculed the
sight; Yet now with pleasure, thongh with some
All now was sober certainty; the joy surprise,
That no strong passions swell till they Ile felt his heart o'erflowing at his eyes.
destroy: Richard, mean time, made some attempts to For they, like wine, our pleasures raise so speak,
high, Strong in his purpose, in his trial weak;
That they subdue our strength, and then We cannot nature by our wishes rule,
they die. or ai our will her warm emotions cool;- George in his brother felt a growing pride, At length affection, like a risen tide,
He wonder'd who that fertile mind suppliedStood still, and then seem'd slowly to subside; Where could the wanderer gather on his road Each on the other's look had power to Knowledge so various ? how the mind this dwell.
food? And Brother Brother greeted passing well. No College train’d him, guideless throngh
his life, Without a friend--Not 50! he has a wife.