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That dwell before thee, like the pictures spread In fancy now, beneath the twilight gloom, By Spartan matrons round the genial bed,
Come, let me lead thee o'er this second Rome!"2 Moulding thy fancy, and with gradual art Where tribunes rule, where dusky Davi bow, Brightning the young conceptions of thy heart. And what was Goose-Creek once is Tiber nows:
This embryo capital, where Fancy sees Forgive me, Forbes--and should the song de- Squares in morasses, obelisks in trees ; stroy
Which second-sighted seers, ev'n now, adorn One generous hope, one throb of social joy, With shrines unbuilt and heroes yet unborn, One high pulsation of the zeal for man,
Though nought but woods 4 and J- -n they see, Which few can feel, and bless that few who can,- Where streets should run and sages ought to be. Oh! turn to him, beneath whose kindred eyes Thy talents open and thy virtues rise,
And look, how calmly in yon radiant wave, Forget where nature has been dark or dim, The dying sun prepares his golden grave. And proudly study all her lights in him.
Oh mighty river ! oh ye banks of shade !
She pour'd her wonders, lavishly sublime,
Your rich savannas and majestic woods,
Where bards should meditate and heroes rove,
Oh say, was world so bright, but born to grace Διηγησομαι διηγηματα ισως απιστα. κοινωνα ών πεπονθα ουκ
Its own half-organised, half-minded race 5
Of weak barbarians, swarming o'er its breast,
Like vermin gender'd on the lion's crest ? 'Tis evening now; beneath the western star Were none but brutes to call that soil their home, Soft sighs the lover through his sweet segar, Where none but demigods should dare to roam ? And fills the ears of some consenting she Or worse, thou wondrous world! oh! doubly worse, With puffs and vows, with smoke and constancy. Did heaven design thy lordly land to nurse The patriot, fresh from Freedom's councils come, The motley dregs of every distant clime, Now pleas'd retires to lash his slaves at home; Each blast of anarchy and taint of crime Or woo, perhaps, some black Aspásia's charms, Which Europe shakes from her perturbed sphere, And dream of freedom in his bondsmaid's arms.1 In full malignity to rankle here ?
FROM THE CITY OF WASHINGTON.
1 The “black Aspasia" of the present ******* of the its present possessor, who inhabits but a corner of the mansion United States, inter Avernales haud ignotissima nymphas, has himself, and abandons the rest to a state of uncleanly desogiven rise to much pleasantry among the anti-democrat wits lation, which those who are not philosophers cannot look at in America.
without regret. This grand edifice is encircled by a very rude 3 "On the original location of the ground now allotted for paling, through which a common rustic stile introduces the the seat of the Federal City (says Mr. Weld), the identical visiters of the first man in America. With respect to all that spot on which the capitol now stands was called Rome. This is within the house, I shall imitate the prudent forbearance anecdote is related by many as a certain prognostic of the of Herodotus, and say, ta de tv aroghnta. future magnificence of this city, which is to be, as it were, a The private buildings exhibit the same characteristic dissecond Rome.” – Weld's Travels, letter iv.
play of arrogant speculation and premature ruin; and the few 3 A little stream runs through the city, which, with in- ranges of houses which were begun some years ago have retolerable affectation, they have styled the Tiber. It was mained so long waste and unfinished, that they are now for originally called Goose-Creek.
the most part dilapidated. 4 “ To be under the necessity of going through a deep wood 5 The picture which Buffon and De Pauw bare drawn of for one or two miles, perhaps, in order to see a next-door the American Indian, though very humiliating, is, as far as I neighbour, and in the same city, is a curious and, I believe, a can judge, much more correct than the flattering represent. novel circumstance." — Weld, letter iv.
ations which Mr. Jefferson has given us. See the Notes on The Federal City (if it must be called a city) has not been Virginia, where this gentleman endeavours to disprove in much increased since Mr. Weld visited it. Most of the public general the opinion maintained so strongly by some philobuildings, which were then in some degree of forwardness, sophers that nature (as Mr. Jefferson expresses it) be-litules have been since utterly suspended. The hotel is already a her productions in the western world. M. de Pauw attributes ruin; a great part of its roof has fallen in, and the rooms are the imperfection of animal life in America to the ravages of a left to be occupied gratuitously by the miserable Scotch and very recent deluge, from whose effects upon its soil and atIrish emigrants. The President's house, a very noble struc-mosphere it has not yet sufficiently recovered. -- Recherokos ture, is by no means suited to the philosophical humility of sur les Américains, part i. tom. I. p. 102.
But hold, -observe yon little mount of pines, There, in those walls — but, burning tongue, forbear! Where the breeze murmurs and the fire-fly shines. Rank must be reverenc'd, even the rank that's There let thy fancy raise, in bold relief,
there : The sculptur'd image of that veteran chief 1 So here I pause -and now, dear Hume, we part : Who lost the rebel's in the hero's name,
But oft again, in frank exchange of heart, And climb'd o'er prostrate loyalty to fame; Thus let us meet, and mingle converse dear Beneath whose sword Columbia's patriot train By Thames at home, or by Potowmac here. Cast off their monarch, that their mob might reign. O'er lake and marsh, through fevers and through
fogs, How shall we rank thee upon glory's page ? Midst bears and yankees, democrats and frogs, Thou more than soldier and just less than sage ! Thy foot shall follow me, thy heart and eyes Of peace too fond to act the conqueror's part, With me sball wonder, and with me despise.? Too long in camps to learn a statesman's art, While I, as oft, in fancy's dream shall rove, Nature design'd thee for a hero's mould,
With thee conversing, through that land I love, But, ere she cast thee, let the stuff grow cold. Where, like the air that fans her fields of green,
Her freedom spreads, unfever'd and serene ; While loftier souls command, nay, make their And sovereign man can condescend to see fate,
The throne and laws more sovereign still than he.
Τηνδε την πολιν φιλως
Ειπων επαξια γας. . Far less, than all thou didst forbear to be.
SOPHOCL. (Edip. Colon. v. 768. Nor yet the patriot of one land alone, For, thine's a name all nations claim their own; ALONE by the Schuylkill a wanderer rov'd, And every shore, where breath'd the good and brave, And bright were its flowery banks to his eye; Echo'd the plaudits thy own country gave. But far, very far were the friends that he lov'd,
And he gaz'd on its flowery banks with a sigh. Now look, my friend, where faint the moonlight
Oh Nature, though blessed and bright are thy rays, falls On yonder dome, and, in those princely halls, –
O'er the brow of creation enchantingly thrown, If thou canst hate, as sure that soul must hate,
Yet faint are they all to the lustre that plays Which loves the virtuous, and reveres the great,
In a smile from the heart that is fondly our own. If thou canst loathe and execrate with me
Nor long did the soul of the stranger remain The poisonous drug of French philosophy,
Unblest by the smile he had languish'd to meet; That nauseous slaver of these frantic times,
Though scarce did he hope it would soothe him With which false liberty dilutes her crimes,
again, If thou hast got, within thy freeborn breast,
Till the threshold of home had been prest by his One pulse that beats more proudly than the rest,
feet. With honest scorn for that inglorious soul, Which creeps and winds beneath a mob's control, But the lays of his boyhood had stol'n to their ear, Which courts the rabble's smile, the rabble's nod, And they lov'd what they knew of so humble a And makes, like Egypt, every beast its god,
WRITTEN ON LEAVING PHILADELPHIA.
1 On a small hill near the capitol there is to be an eques-couraged as it is by the government, and identified with the trian statue of General Washington.
interests of the community, seems to threaten the decay of all * In the ferment which the French revolution excited honest principle in America. I allude to those fraudulent among the democrats of America, and the licentious sympathy violations of neutrality to which they are indebted for the most with which they shared in the wildest excesses of jacobinism, lucrative part of their commerce, and by which they have so we may fiod one source of that vulgarity of vice, that hostility long infringed and counteracted the maritime rights and adto all the graces of life, which distinguishes the present dema- vantages of this country. This unwarrantable trade is neces. Kogues of the United States, and has become indeed too gene. sarily abetted by such a system of collusion, imposture, and rally the characteristic of their countrymen. But there is perjury, as cannot fail to spread rapid contamination around another cause of the corruption of private morals, which, en
And they told him, with flattery welcome and dear,
Nor did woman - oh woman! whose form and
whose soul Are the spell and the light of each path we pur
sue ; Whether sunn'd in the tropics or chill'd at the
pole, If woman be there, there is happiness too :
Rushing, alike untir'd and wild,
Nor did she her enamouring magic deny,—
That magic his heart had relinquish'd so long, — Like eyes he had lov'd was her eloquent eye,
Like them did it soften and weep at his song.
Oh, blest be the tear, and in memory oft
May its sparkle be shed o'er the wand'rer's dream; Thrice blest be that eye, and may passion as soft,
As free from a pang, ever mellow its beam !
The stranger is gone – but he will not forget,
As he stray'd by the wave of the Schuylkill alone.
One only prayer I dare to make,
| There is a dreary and savage character in the country solving, as the spray rises into the light of the sun, is perhaps immediately about these Falls, which is much more in har- the most interesting beauty which these wonderful cataracts mony with the wildness of such a scene than the cultivated exhibit. lands in the neighbourhood of Niagara. See the drawing of ? The idea of this poem occurred to me in passing through them in Mr. Weld's book. According to him, the perpen the very dreary wilderness between Batavia, a new settlement dicular height of the Cohos Fall is fifty feet ; but the Marquis in the midst of the woods, and the little village of Buffalo de Chastellux makes it seventy-six.
upon Lake Erie. This is the most fatiguing part of the The fine rainbow, which is continually forming and disc route, in travelling through the Genesee country to Niagara.
Nec venit ad duros musa vocata Getas.
OviD. ex Ponto, lib. i. ep. 5.
Hither bend ye, turn ye hither,
Thou oft hast told me of the happy hours
Then, when night's long labour past, Wilder'd, faint, he falls at last,
There still, too, roam those other souls of song, With whom thy spirit hath commun'd so long, That, quick as light, their rarest gems of thought, By Memory's magic to thy lip are brought.
1 * The Five Confederated Nations (of Indians) were upon poles at the top of a cabin, and the murderer was obliged settled along the banks of the Susquehannah and the adjacent to remain several days together, and to receive all that dropped country, until the year 1779, when General Sullivan, with an from the carcass, not only on himself but on his food." army of 4000 men, drove them from their country to Niagara, 4 “ We find also collars of porcelain, tobacco, ears of maize, where, being obliged to live on salted provisions, to which skins, &c. by the side of difficult and dangerous ways, on they were unaccustomed, great numbers of them died. Two rocks, or by the side of the falls; and these are so many ofbundred of them, it is said, were buried in one grave, where ferings made to the spirits which preside in these places." they had encamped." — Morse's American Geography. See Charlevoix's Letter on the Traditions and the Religion of
? The alligator, who is supposed to lie in a torpid state all the Savages of Canada. the winter, in the bank of some creek or pond, having pre- Father Hennepin too mentions this ceremony; he also says, viously swallowed a large number of pine-knots, which are “ We took notice of one barbarian, who made a kind of his only sustenance during the time.
sacrifice upon an oak at the Cascade of St. Antony of Padua, This was the mode of punishment for murder (as Charle- upon the river Mississippi." — See Hennepin's Voyage into voix tells us) among the Hurons. “ They laid the dead body North America.
But here, alas ! by Erie's stormy lake,
Not with more joy the lonely exile scann'd As, far from such bright haunts my course I take, The writing trac'd upon the desert's sand, No proud remembrance o'er the fancy plays, Where his lone heart but little hop'd to find No classic dream, no star of other days
One trace of life, one stamp of human kind,
Than did I hail the pure, th' enlighten'd zeal,
My foot has travers’d, - oh you sacred few !
Oh ! if America can yet be great, Nor blooms, nor rises, nor expands, nor flows. If neither chain'd by choice, nor doom'd by fate Take Christians, Mohawks, democrats, and all To the mob-mania which imbrutes her now, From the rude wig-wam to the congress-hall, She yet can raise the crown'd, yet civic brow From man the savage, whether slav'd or free, Of single majesty, - can add the grace To man the civiliz'd, less tame than he,
Of Rank's rich capital to Freedom's base, 'Tis one dull chaos, one unfertile strife
Nor fear the mighty shaft will feebler prove Betwixt half-polish'd and half barbarous life; For the fair ornament that flowers above ;Where every ill the ancient world could brew
If yet releas'd from all that pedant throng,
She yet can rise, can wreathe the Attic charms
To light her warriors' thunderbolts along;
It is to you, to souls that favouring heaven Alas! not so — the Muse of Nature lights Has made like yours, the glorious task is given :Her glories round; she scales the mountain heights, Oh ! but for such, Columbia's days were done ; And roams the forests; every wondrous spot Rank without ripeness, quicken'd without sun, Burns with her step, yet man regards it not. Crude at the surface, rotten at the core, She whispers round, her words are in the air, Her fruits would fall, before her spring were o'er. But lost, unheard, they linger freezing there, 3 Without one breath of soul, divinely strong, Believe me, Spencer, while I wing'd the hours One ray of mind to thaw them into song.
Where Schuylkill winds his way through banks of
flowers, Yet, yet forgive me, oh ye sacred few, Though few the days, the happy evenings few, Whom late by Delaware's green banks I knew; So warm with heart, so rich with mind they flew, Whom, known and lov'd through many a socialeve, That my charm'd soul forgot its wish to roam, 'Twas bliss to live with, and 'twas pain to leave. 9 And rested there, as in a dream of home.
1 This epithet was suggested by Charlevoix's striking de-delphia, I passed the few agreeable moments which my tour scription of the confluence of the Missouri with the Missis-through the States afforded me. Mr. Dennie has succeeded sippi. “ I believe this is the finest confluence in the world. in diffusing through this cultivated little circle that love for The two rivers are much of the same breadth, each about half good literature and sound politics, which he feels so zealously a league; but the Missouri is by far the most rapid, and seems himself, and which is so very rarely the characteristie of his 1 to enter the Mississippi like a conqueror, through which it countrymen. They will not, I trust, accuse me of illiberality carries its white waves to the opposite shore, without mixing for the picture which I have given of the ignorance and cori them: afterwards it gives its colour to the Mississippi, which ruption that surround them. If I did not hate, as I ought, it never loses again, but carries quite down to the sea."- the rabble to which they are opposed, I could not value, as I Letter xxvii.
do, the spirit with which they defy it; and in learning from 9 Alluding to the fanciful notion of “words congealed in them what Americans can be, I but see with the more indignorthern air."
nation what Americans are. 3 In the society of Mr. Dennie and his friends, at Phila