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THE COUNTRY SCHOOLMASTER.*
WHERE yonder humble spire salutes the eye, Its vane slow-turning in the liquid sky, Where, in light gambols, healthy striplings sport, Ambitious learning builds her outer court; A grave preceptor, there, her usher stands, And rules without a rod her little bands. Some half-grown sprigs of learning graced his brow: Little he knew, though much he wish'd to know; Enchanted hung o'er Virgil's honey'd lay, And smiled to see desipient HORACE play ; Glean'd scraps of Greek; and, curious, traced afar, Through Pope's clear glass the bright Mæonian star. Yet oft his students at his wisdom stared, For many a student to his side repair'd; Surprised, they heard him DILWORTH's knots untie, And tell what lands beyond the Atlantic lie.
Many his faults; his virtues small and few; Some little good he did, or strove to do; Laborious still, he taught the early mind, And urged to manners meek and thoughts refined; Truth he impress’d, and every virtue praised; While infant eyes in wondering silence gazed ; The worth of time would day by day unfold, And tell them every hour was made of gold.
Now near the burning domes the squadrons stood, Their breasts impatient for the scenes of blood : On every face a death-like glimmer sate, The unbless'a harbinger of instant fate. (spires, High through the gloom, in pale and dreadful Rose the long terrors of the dark-red fires; Torches, and torrent sparks, by whirlwinds driven, Stream'd through the smoke, and fired the clouded
heaven; Az oft tall turrets sunk, with rushing sound, Broad flames burst forth, and sweep the ethereal
round; The bright expansion lighten'd all the scene, And deeper shadows lengthen'd o'er the green. Loud through the walls, that cast a golden gleam, Crown'd with tall pyramids of bending flame, As thunders rumble down the darkening vales, Roll'd the deep, solemn voice of rushing gales : The bands, admiring, saw the wondrous sight, And expectation trembled for the fight.
At once the sounding clarion breathed alarms; Wide from the forest burst the flash of arms; Thick gleam'd the helms; and o'er astonish'd fields, Like thousand meteors rose the flame-bright shields. In gloomy pomp, to furious combat rollid (gold ; Ranks sheath'd in mail, and chiefs in glimmering In floating lustre bounds the dim-seen steed, And cars unfinish'd, swift to cars succeed : From all the host ascends a dark-red glare, Here in full blaze, in distant twinklings there;
Slow waves the dreadful light, as round the shore Night's solemn blasts with deep confusion roar: So rush'd the footsteps of the embattled train, And send an awful murmur o'er the plain.
Tall in the opposing van, bold Irad stood, And bid the clarion sound the voice of blood. Loud blew the trumpet on the sweeping gales, Rock’d the deep groves, and echoed round the vales; A ceaseless murmur all the concave fills, Waves through the quivering camp, and trembles
o'er the hills. High in the gloomy blaze the standards flew; The impatient youth his burnish'd falchion drew; Ten thousand swords his eager bands display'd, And crimson terrors danced on every blade. With equal rage, the bold, Hazorian train Pour'd a wide deluge o'er the shadowy plain ; Loud rose the songs of war, loud clang'u the shields, Dread shouts of vengeance shook the shuddering
fields; With mingled din, shrill, martial music rings, And swift to combat each fierce hero springs. So broad, and dark, a midnight storm ascends, Bursts on the main, and trembling nature rends; The red foam burns, the watery mountains rise, One deep, unmeasured thunder heaves the skies; The bark drives lonely; shivering and forlorn, The poor, sad sailors wish the lingering morn: Not with less fury rush'd the vengeful train ; Not with less tumult roar'd the embattled plain. Now in the oak’s black shade they fought conceal’d; And now they shouted through the open field; The long, pale splendours of the curling flame Cast o'er their polish'd arms a livid gleam ; An umber'd lustre floated round their way, And lighted falchions to the fierce affray. Now the swift chariots 'gainst the stubborn oak Dash'd; and the earth re-echoes to the shock. From shade to shade the forms tremendous stream, And their arms flash a momentary flame. Mid hollow tombs as fleets an airy train, Lost in the skies, or fading o'er the plain ; So visionary shapes, around the fight, Shoot through the gloom, and vanish from the sight; Through twilight paths the maddening coursers
bound, The shrill swords crack, the clashing shields resound. There, lost in grandeur, might the eye behold The dark-red glimmerings of the steel and gold; The chief; the steed; the nimbly-rushing car; And all the horrors of the gloomy war. Here the thick clouds, with purple lustre bright, Spread o'er the long, long host, and gradual sunk
in night; Here half the world was wrapp'd in rolling fires, And dreadful valleys sunk between the spires. Swift ran black forms across the livid flame, And oaks waved slowly in the trembling beam: Loud rose the mingled noise; with hollow sound, Deep rolling whirlwinds roar, and thundering
flames resound. As drives a blast along the midnight heath, Rush'd raging Irad on the scenes of death ; High o'er his shoulder gleam'd his brandish'd blade, And scatter'd ruin round the twilight shade.
Full on a giant hero's sweeping car
Through favourite walks thy chosen maid attend, He pour'd the tempest of resistless war;
Where well known shades for thee their branches His twinkling lance the heathen raised on high,
bend; And hurl'd it, fruitless, through the gloomy sky; Shed the sweet poison from thy speaking eye, From the bold youth the maddening coursers wheel, And look those raptures lifeless words deny! Gash'd by the vengeance of his slaughtering steel; Still be the tale rehearsed, that ne'er could tire, 'Twixt two tall oaks the helpless chief they drew; But, told each eve, fresh pleasure could inspire ; The shrill car dash'd; the crack'd wheels rattling Still hoped those scenes which love and fancy drew,
But, drawn a thousand times, were ever new! Crush'd in his arms, to rise he strove in vain,
Again all bright shall glow the morning beam, And lay unpitied on the dreary plain.
Again soft suns dissolve the frozen stream,
In vain to thee! No morn's indulgent ray
No mild, ethereal gale, with tepid wing, Canst thou forget, when, call’d from southern
Shall fan thy locks, or waft approaching spring: bowers,
Unfelt, unknown, shall breathe the rich perfume, Love tuned the groves, and spring awaked the
And unheard music wave around thy tomb. flowers,
A cold, dumb, dead repose invests thee round; How, loosed from slumbers by the morning ray,
Still as a void, ere Nature form'd a sound. O'er balmy plains we bent our frequent way?
O'er thy dark region, pierced by no kind ray, On thy fond arm, with pleasing gaze, I hung,
Slow roll the long, oblivious hours away. And heard sweet music murmur o'er thy tongue;
In these wide walks, this solitary round, Hand lock'd in hand, with gentle ardour press’d,
Where the pale moonbeam lights the glimmering Pour'd soft emotions through the heaving breast;
ground, In magic transport heart with heart entwined,
At each sad turn, I view thy spirit come, And in sweet languor lost the melting mind.
And glide, half-seen, behind a neighbouring tomb; "T was then thy voice, attuned to wisdom's lay,
With visionary hand, forbid my stay, Show'd fairer worlds, and traced the immortal way;
Look o'er the grave, and beckon me away. In virtue's pleasing paths my footsteps tried, My sweet companion and my skilful guide ; Through varied knowledge taught my mind to soar, Search hidden truths, and new-found walks explore: PREDICTION TO JOSHUA RELATIVE While still the tale, by nature learn'd to rove,
TO AMERICA. Slid, unperceived, to scenes of happy love. Till, weak and lost, the faltering converse fell, And eyes disclosed what eyes alone could tell; Far o'er yon azure main thy view extend, In rapturous tumult bade the passions roll,
Where seas and skies in blue confusion blend : And spoke the living language of the soul. Lo, there a mighty realm, by Heaven design'd With what fond hope, through many a blissful hour, The last retreat for poor, oppress'd mankind; We gave the soul to fancy's pleasing power; Form'd with that pomp which marks the hand Lost in the magic of that sweet employ
divine, To build gay scenes, and fashion future joy! And clothes yon vault where worlds unnumber'd We saw mild peace o'er fair Canaan rise,
shine. And shower her pleasures from benignant skies. Here spacious plains in solemn grandeur spread, On airy hills our happy mansion rose,
Here cloudy forests cast eternal shade; Built but for joy, nor room reserved for woes. Rich valleys wind, the sky-tall mountains brave, Round the calm solitude, with ceaseless song, And inland seas for commerce spread the wave. Soft roll'd domestic ecstasy along :
With nobler floods the sea-like rivers roll, Sweet as the sleep of innocence, the day,
And fairer lustre purples round the pole. By raptures number'd, lightly danced away : Here, warm'd by happy suns, gay mines unfold To love, to bliss, the blended soul was given, The useful iron and the lasting gold; And each, too happy, ask'd no brighter heaven. Pure, changing gems in silence learn to glow, Yet then, even then, my trembling thoughts would And mock the splendours of the covenant bow. rove,
On countless hills, by savage footsteps trod, And steal an hour from IRAD, and from love, That smile to see the future harvest nod, Through dread futurity all anxious roam,
In glad succession plants unnumber'd bloom, And cast a mournful glance on ills to come. And flowers unnumber'd breathe a rich perfume.
And must the hours in ceaseless anguish roll? Hence life once more a length of days shall claim, Must no soft sunshine cheer my clouded soul ? And health, reviving, light her purple flame. Spring charm around me brightest scenes, in vain, Far from all realms this world imperial lies, And youth's angelic visions wake to pain? Seas roll between, and threat'ning tempests rise. O, come once more; with fond endearments come! Alike removed beyond ambition's pale, Burst the cold prison of the sullen tomb;
And the bold pinions of the venturous sail;
Till circling years the destined period bring, From parting clouds, the moon out-breaking shone, And a new Moses lift the daring wing,
And sate, sole empress, on her silver throne; Through trackless seas an unknown flight explores, In clear, full beauty, round all nature smiled, And hails a new Canaan's promised shores. And claimed, o'er heaven and earth, dominion mild; On yon far strand behold that little train
With humbler glory, stars her court attend, Ascending venturous o'er the unmeasured main ; And bless'd, and union'd, silent lustre blend. No dangers fright, no ills the course delay; Tis virtue prompts, and God directs the way. Speed-speed, ye sons of truth! let Heaven befriend, Let angels waft you, and let peace attend.
COLUMBIA. 0! smile, thou sky serene ; ye storms, retire ; And airs of Eden every sail inspire.
COLUMBIA, Columbia, to glory arise, Swift o'er the main behold the canvass fly,
The queen of the world and the child of the skies; And fade and fade beneath the farthest sky; Thy genius commands thee; with rapture behold, See verdant fields the changing waste unfold; While ages on ages thy splendours unfold. See sudden harvests dress the plains in gold; Thy reign is the last and the noblest of time; In lofty walls the moving rocks ascend,
Most fruitful thy soil, most inviting thy clime; And dancing woods to spires and temples bend. Let the crimes of the east ne'er encrimson thy name; Here empire's last and brightest throne shall rise,
Be freedom and science, and virtue thy fame. And Peace, and Right, and Freedom greet the skies;
To conquest and slaughter let Europe aspire ; To morn's far realms her trading ships shall sail,
Whelm nations in blood and wrap cities in fire; Or lift their canvass to the evening gale:
Thy heroes the rights of mankind shall defend, In wisdom's walks her sons ambitious soar,
And triumph pursue them, and glory attend. Tread starry fields, and untried scenes explore. A world is thy realm ; for a world be thy laws, And, hark! what strange, what solemn breaking Enlarged as thine empire, and just as thy cause ; strain
On Freedom's broad basis that empire shall rise, Swells, wildly murmuring, o'er the far, far main! Extend with the main, and dissolve with the skies. Down Time's long, lessening vale the notes decay, Fair Science her gates to thy sons shall unbar, And, lost in distant ages, roll away.
And the east see thy morn hide the beams of her
star; New bards and new sages, unrivall’d, shall soar
To fame, unextinguish'd when time is no more ; EVENING AFTER A BATTLE.
To thee, the last refuge of virtue design’d,
Shall fly from all nations the best of mankind; ABOVE tall western hills, the light of day Here, grateful, to Heaven with transport shall bring Shot far the splendours of his golden ray; Their incense, more fragrant than odours of spring. Bright from the storm, with tenfold grace he smiled, The tumult soften'd, and the world,grew mild.
Nor less shall thy fair ones to glory ascend, With pomp transcendent, robed in heavenly dyes,
And genius and beauty in harmony blend; Arch'd the clear rainbow round the orient skies;
The graces of form shall awake pure desire, Its changeless form, its hues of beam divine
And the charms of the soul ever cherish the fire: Fair type of truth and beauty endless shine
Their sweetness unmingled, their manners refined, Around the expanse, with thousand splendours rare;
And virtue's bright image enstamp'd on the mind, Gay clouds sail wanton through the kindling air;
With peace and soft rapture shall teach life to glow, From shade to shade unnumber'd tinctures blend,
And light up a smile in the aspect of wo. Unnumber'd forms of wondrous light extend;
Thy fleets to all regions thy power shall display, In pride stupendous, glittering walls aspire,
The nations admire, and the ocean obey ; Graced with bright domes, and crown'd with towers
Each shore to thy glory its tribute unfold, of fire;
And the east and the south yield their spices and On cliffs cliffs burn; o'er mountains mountains roll:
gold. A burst of glory spreads from pole to pole :
As the day-spring unbounded, thy splendour shall Rapt with the splendour, every songster sings,
flow, Tops the high bough, and claps his glistening wings;
And earth's little kingdoms before thee shall bow, With new-born green reviving nature blooms,
While the ensigns of union, in triumph unfurld, And sweeter fragrance freshening air perfumes. Hush the tumult of war, and give peace to the world.
Far south the storm withdrew its troubled reign, Descending twilight dimm’d the dusky plain ; Thus, as down a lone valley, with cedars o'erspread, Black night arose, wer curtains hid the ground: From war's dread confusion I pensively stray'd Less roar'd, and less, the thunder's solemn sound; The gloom from the face of fair heaven retired, The bended lightning shot a brighter stream, The winds ceased to murmur, the thunders expired; Or wrapp'd all heaven in one wide, mantling flame; Perfumes, as of Eden, flow'd sweetly along, By turns, o'er plains, and woods, and mountains And a voice, as of angels, enchantingly sung: spread
Columbia, Columbia, to glory arise, Faint, yellow glimmerings, and a deeper shade. The queen of the world, and the child of the skies.”
(Born 1753. Died 1815.)
David HUMPHREYS, LL.D., was the son of a with Great Britain, was appointed commander of Congregational clergyman, at Derby, in Con the militia of Connecticut, with the rank of brinecticut, where he was born in 1753. He was gadier-general. His public services terminated educated at Yale College, with Dwight, Trom with the limitation of that appointment. He BULL, and Barlow, and soon after being gradu died at New Haven, on the twenty-first day of ated, in 1771, joined the revolutionary army, February, 1818, in the sixty-fifth year of his age. under General Parsons, with the rank of cap The principal poems of Colonel HUMPHREYS tain. He was for several years attached to the are an « Address to the Armies of the United staff of General PUTNAM, and in 1780 was ap States," written in 1772, while he was in the pointed aid-de-camp to General Washington, army; “ A Poem on the Happiness of America,” with the rank of colonel. He continued in the written during his residence in London and Paris, military family of the commander-in-chief until as secretary of legation ; « 'The Widow of Malathe close of the war, enjoying his friendship and bar, or The Tyranny of Custom, a Tragedy, imiconfidence, and afterward accompanied him to tated from the French of M. LE MIERRE," writMount Vernon, where he remained until 1784, ten at Mount Vernon; and a “Poem on Agriwhen he went abroad with FRANKLIN, Adams, culture," written while he was minister at the and JEFFERSON, who were appointed commis court of Lisbon. The « Address to the Armies sioners to negotiate treaties of commerce with of the United States" passed through many edi. foreign powers, as their secretary of legation.* tions in this country and in Europe, and was Soon after his return to the United States, in translated into the French language by the Mar1786, he was elected by the citizens of his native quis de CHATELLUX, and favourably noticed in town a member of the Legislature of Connecticut, the Parisian gazettes. The « Poem on the Hapand by that body was appointed to command a piness of America" was reprinted nine times in regiment to be raised by order of the national three years; and the “ Widow of Malabar” is government. On receiving his commission, Co said, in the dedication of it to the author of lonel HUMPAREYs established his head-quarters McFingal,” to have met with “extraordinary and recruiting rendezvous at Hartford; and there success" on the stage. The“ Miscellaneous Works renewed his intimacy with his old friends Trum of Colonel HumPHREYS” were published in an BULL and BARLOW, with whom, and Doctor octavo volume, in New York, in 1790, and again LEMUEL HOPKINS, he engaged in writing the in 1804. The Works contain, besides the author's
Anarchiad," a political satire, in imitation of the poems, an interesting biography of his early friend - Rolliad,” a work attributed to SHERIDAN and and commander, General Pursam, and several others, which he had seen in London. He re orations and other prose compositions. They tained his commission until the suppression of are dedicated to the Duke de RocheFOUCAULT, who the insurrection in 1787, and in the following had been his intimate friend in France. In the year accepted an invitation to visit Mount Vernon, dedication he says: “In presenting for your where he continued to reside until he was ap amusement the trifles which have been composed pointed minister to Portugal, in 1790. He re during my leisure hours, I assume nothing bemained in Lisbon seven years, at the end of yond the negative merit of not having ever writwhich period he was transferred to the court of ten any thing unfavourable to the interests of reMadrid, and in 1802, when Mr. PixcKNEY was ligion, humanity, and virtue.” He seems to have made minister to Spain, returned to the United aimed only at an elegant mediocrity, and his States. From 1802 to 1812, he devoted his pieces are generally simple and correct, in thought attention to agricultural and manufacturing pur and language. He was one of the “four bards suits; and on the breaking out of the second war with Scripture names,” satirized in some verses
published in London, commencing * In a letter to Doctor FRANKLIN, written soon after the appointment of Humphreys to this office, General
“ David and Jonathan, Joel and Timothy, WASHINGTON, says: “Ilis zeal in the cause of his
Over the water, set up the hynin of the”-etc., country, his good sense, prudence, and attachment to me, have rendered him dear to me; and I persuade my
and is generally classed among the “poets of the sell you will find no confidence which you may think
Revolution.” The popularity he enjoyed while proper to repose in him, misplaced. He possesses an he lived, and his connection with TRUMBULL, excellent heart, good natural and acquired abilities, and Barlow, and Dwight, justify the introduction sterling integrity, as well as sobriety, and an obliging
of a sketch of his history and writings into this disposition. A full conviction of his possessing all these
volume. The following extracts exhibit his style. good qualities makes me less scrupulous of recommend.
The first alludes to the departure of the British ing him to your patronage and friendship."-SPARKS'S Life of Washington, vol. ix. p. 46.
fleet from New York.
ON THE PROSPECT OF PEACE.
E’es now, from half the threaten'd horrors freed, Tuer doubling clouds the wintry skies deform,
Then Desolation strips the faded plains,
Then tyrant Death o'er vegetation reigns; Hail, heaven-born peace! thy grateful blessings pour The birds of heaven to other climes repair, On this glad land, and round the peopled shore; And deepening glooms invade the turbid air. Thine are the joys that gild the happy scene, Nor then, unjoyous, winter's rigours come, Propitious days, and happy nights serene ; But find them happy and content with home; With thee gay Pleasure frolics o'er the plain, Their granaries fill'd—the task of culture pastAnd smiling Plenty leads the prosperous train. Warm at their fire, they hear the howling blast,
While pattering rain and snow, or driving sleet, Then, O Llest land! with genius unconfined, Rave idly loud, and at their window beat : With polish'd manners, and the illumined mind, Safe from its rage, regardless of its roar, The future race on daring wing shall soar, In vain the tempest rattles at the door. Each science trace, and all the arts explore. 'Tis then the time from hoarding cribs to feed Till bright religion, beckoning to the skies, The ox laborious, and the noble steed; Shall bid thy sons to endless glory rise.
'Tis then the time to tend the bleating fold,
The cattle fed, the fuel piled within,
At setting day the blissful hours begin ;
The farmer feels his independent lot;
Hears, with the crackling blaze that lights the wall, Seek brighter plains, and more indulgent skies ;
The voice of gladness and of nature call; Where fair Ohio rolls his amber tide,
Beholds his children play, their mother sinile, And nature blossoms in her virgin pride;
And tastes with them the fruit of summer's toil. Where all that Beauty's hand can form to please
From stormy heavens the mantling clouds unroll'd, Shall crown the toils of war with rural ease.
The sky is bright, the air serenely cold. The shaly coverts and the sunny hills,
The keen north-west, that heaps the drifted snows, The gentle lapse of ever-murmuring rills,
For months entire o'er frozen regions blows; The soft repose amid the noontide bowers,
Man braves his blast; his gelid breath inhales, The evening walk among the blushing flowers,
And feels more vigorous as the frost prevails. The fragrant groves, that yield a sweet perfume, And vernal glories in perpetual bloom Await you there; and heaven shall bless the toil: Your own the produce, and your own the soil.
REVOLUTIONARY SOLDIERS. There, free from envy, cankering care and strife, Flow the calm pleasures of domestic life;
0, what avails to trace the fate of war There mutual friendship soothes each placid breast: Through fields of blood, and paint each glorious Blest in themselves, and in each other blest.
scar! Fron house to house the social glee extends, Why should the strain your former woes recall, For friends in war in peace are doubly friends. The tears that wept a friend's or brother's fall,
There cities rise, and spiry towns increase, When by your side, first in the adventurous strife, With gilded domes and every art of peace. He dauntless rush'd, too prodigal of life! There Cultivation shall extend his power,
Enough of merit has each honour'd name, Rear the green blade, and nurse the tender flower; To shine untarnish'd on the rolls of fame, Make the fair villa in full splendours smile, To stand the example of each distant age, And robe with verdure all the genial soil.
And add new lustre to the historic page; There shallrich Commercecourt the favouring gales, For soon their deeds illustrious shall be shown And wondering wilds admire the passing sails, In breathing bronze or animated stone, Where the bold ships the stormy Huron brave, Or where the canvass, starting into life, Where wild Ontario rolls the whitening wave, Revives the glories of the crimson strife. Where fair Ohio his pure current pours,
And soon some bard shall tempt the untried themes, ! And Mississippi laves the extended shores. Sing how we dared, in fortune's worst extremes;
And thou Supreme! whose hand sustains this ball, What cruel wrongs the indignant patriot bore, | Before whose nod the nations rise and fall, What various ills your feeling bosoms tore,
Propitious smile, and shed diviner charms What boding terrors gloom'd the threatening hour, On this blest land, the queen of arts and arms;
When British legions, arm'd with death-like power, Make the great empire rise on wisdom's plan, Bade desolation mark their crimson’d way, | The seat of bliss, and last retreat of man. And lured the savage to his destined prey.