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Might have pour’d the full tide of the patriot's
But, alas ! for his country! her pride is gone by, And that spirit is broken which never would
bend: O’er the ruin her children in secret must sigl,
For 'tis treason to love her, and death to de
. fend! Unprized are her sons, till they've learn’d to betray; Undistinguish'd they live, if they shame not
their sires : And the torch that would light them through dig
nity's way, Must be caught from the pile where their cous
Then blame not the bard, if in Pleasure's soft
dream, He should try to forget what he never can heal': Oh! give but a hope—let a vista but gleam
use of which weapon, the Irish were once very expert. This derivation is certainly more crcditable to us than the following:–« So that Ireland, called the land of Ire, (for the constant broils therein for 400 years) was now become the land of Concord.»--Lloyd's State Wurthies, Art. The Lord Grandison,
Through the gloom of his country, and mark
how he'll feel! That instant his heart at her shrine would lay down
Ev'ry passion it nursed, ev'ry bliss it adored; While the myrtle, now idly entwined with his
crown, Like the wreath of Harmodius should cover his
But, though glory be gone, and though hope fade
away, Thy name, loved Erin! shall live in his songs ; Not ev’n in the hour when his heart is most gay Will he lose the remembrance of thee and thy.
wrongs!.. a nd The stranger shall hear thy lament on his plains;
The sigh of thy harp shall be sent o'er the deep, Till thy masters, themselves, as they rivet thy
chains, Shall pause at the song of their captive and
While gazing on the Moon's light,
A morient from her smile, I turn'd,
But too far
Each proud star :
Much more conr
While brighter eyes unheeded play,
Which bless my home, and guide my way!
i « Of such celestial bodies as are visible, the sun excepted, the single moon, as despicable as it is in comparison to most of the others, is much more beneficial than they all put together.» -Whistor's Theory,cte.
In the Entretiens d'Ariste, among other ingenious embleins, we find a starry sky without a moon, with the words Non mille quod absens.
Ths day had sunk in dim showers,
I said ( while
« The moon looks
» On many brooks; » The brook can see no moon but this 2 : » And thus, I thought, our fortunes run,
For many a lover looks on thee; While, oh! I feel there is but one, - One Mary in the world for me!
This image was suggested by the foHowing thougth, which occurs somewhere in Sir Williams Jones's works :« The moon looks upon msny night-flowers; the night. » flower sees but one moon. »
WHEN DAY LIGHT WAS YET SLEEPING UNDER
Air-Kitty f Coleraine ! ; or, Paddy's Resource.
When daylight was yet sleeping under the billow,
And stars in the heavens still lingering shone , Young Kitty, all blushing, rose up from her pillow,
The last time she e'er was to press it alone : For the youth whom she treasured her heart and
her soul in, Had promised to link the last tie before noon ; And, when once the young heart of a maiden is
1 Having some reason to suspect that Kilty f Coleraine is but a modern English imitation of our style, 1 have thought it right to give an authentic Irish air to the same words, without, however, omitting the former inclody, for which the words were originally written, and 0 which, Ibeliev e, they are best adapted.