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And fools, who came to fcoff, remain'd to pray,
The service past, around the pious man
With ready zeal each honest rustic ran:
Even children follow'd with endearing wile,
And pluck'd his gown, to share the good man's

His ready smile a parent's warmth expreft,
Their welfare pleas’d him, and their cares diftrest:
To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given,
But all his serious thoughts had rest in heaven.
As some tall cliff, that lifts its awful form,
Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm,
Tho'round its breast the rolling clouds are spread
Eternal sunshine settles on its head.

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(Ein noch lebender glücklicher Dichter der Engländer, defien Gedichte neulich erft in eine vollfåndige Sammlung gebracht sind. In allen herrscht ein gewisser ernster, schwers müthiger, aber zugleich sanfter und einnehmender Ton; wie dieß auch in diesem Gedichte der Fall ift, dem der einfache, schmucklose Vortrag so viel Eindrang und Rührung ertheilt.)


By others bleft with genius's rays

Let noble acts be told,
While I, content with humbler praise,

A simple tale unfold!
The Spaniard left the hostile plain,

To seek his native land,



Yerning: Beneath the fails that swept the main,

Cabeyfa join'd the band !
Who, as he met his country's foes,

Within the field of fame,
Above his rank obfcure arose

And graced his humble name:
Yet not the early wreath of fame

With haughtiness was twin'd:
Nor pride nor fickleness could claim

The empire of his mind:
The lowly hut, beneath whose roof

He figh'd a fad adieu,
Receiv'd him (time and distance-proof)

To love and Laura true:
This hamlet-fair, by fortune fcorn'd,

Seem'd nature's fay’rite child,
With hand profufe by her adorn'd

The flowret of the wild!
Her neat but homely garments press'd

The pure, the feeling heart,
Oft fought invain behind the veft

Of decorated art:
„If sharing all thy cares (she said)

„Has paled my beauty's role,
„Ah know! for thee the heart that bled,

„With all its passion glows:
Blest moment to my wish that gives

The long, long absent youth!
„He lives — th' endear'd Cabeysa lives,

„And love confirms the truth.
When thy brave camrades fell around,

What powr's benignant care
Secur'd thee from the fatal wound?

„And Laura from despair?
„Oft in the troubling dream of night,

„I saw the rushing spear;
Nor did the morn's awak’ning light,

„Difpel the ling'ring fear.
„Thy tender fears (the youth replied)

„Ah give them to the air !

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To happiness we're now allied,

And pleasure be our care! „Let us pursue the joy begun,

„Nor lose by dull delay! ,,Say, Laura, l'hall to-morrow's fun

„Illumè our nuptial day?"
With look declin'd she blush'd confent

Reserve that takes alarm,
And love and joy their influence lent

To raise meek beauty's charm.
The guests, tol hail the wedded pair,

Beneath their roof repair'd; With them the little feast to f hare

Their scanty purse prepar'd :
Tho'no delicious wines were pour’d,

Mirth took his destin'd place,
The hand-maid neatness spread the board,

And sage content said grace.
Scarce thro’ one hasty week had love

His grateful blessings shed,
When bliss (as flies the frighted dove)

Their humble mansion fled:
’T was at Bellona's voice it few,

That call’d to war's alarms :
Bad the youth rise to valor true,

And break from Laura's arms:
But she still strained him to her heart,

To lengthen the adieu:
Ah what, (she faid) should'st thou depart,

„Shall I and sorrow do?
,,Say, valiant youth, when thou’rt away

Who'll raise my drooping lead? „How shall I chace the fears that say

Thy lov'd Cabeysa 's dead? With thine my fate I now involve,

„Intend thy course to steer; No words shall fhake my firm resolve,

„Not ev’n that trickling tear.“ „Fram'd for each scene of soft delight,

(He said) „thy gentle form.

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Jernings „As shrinks the lily at the blight; ham.

Will droop beneath the storm.“ „Bleft in thý presence! ev'ry pain

(She added) „brings its charm,
„And love, tho' falls the beating rain,

Will keep this bosom warm.
Ev'n as the wall-fow'r rears its head,

'Mid ruins, wrecks and tombs,
So 'mid the woes around that spread,

True love unconquer'd blooms.
Her zeal (the supplement of strength)

Upheld her many a day,
But nature's pow'rs subdued at length,

On sickness's-couch she lay:
Three painful days unseen fhe lay,

Of him she held so dear :
,, Ah does he thus my love repay?"

She said and dropt' a tear:
» Cabeysa, at a league's remove,

„Dwells on the tent-spread hill;
„Ah wherefore did he vow true love,

„And not that vow fulfill ?“
Yet not deficiency of truth

Forbad to yield relief,
Stern pow'r with-held the tender youth,

And duty to his chief:
Who wisely counsel'd drew a line.

To check the hand of stealth,
That ravag'd wide thencircling vine,

The humble peasant's wealth.
To pass the line, it was ordain'd,

Whoever shou'd presume,
Should a deferter be arraign'd,

And meed the coward's doom :
This law by equity approv'd,

And to the peasant dear,
Soon to the brave Cabeyfa prov'd

Destructively fevere:
Now Laura's image haunts his soul,

In woe's dark tints array'd:



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While to his breast compassion stole,

And all her claims display'd: „For me her native home, (he faid)

For me each weeping friend, „For me a father's arms she fled

„And shall not love attend? ,,Say, for a chosen lover's fake,

What more cou'd woman do? „And now that health and peace forsake,

Shall I forsake her too ? „Now ftretch'd upon the naked ground,

„Oppress'd with pain and fear, ,,She casts a languid eye around.

„Nor fees Cabeysa near. „Now, now she weeps at my delay,

„And I hall neglect be mine? „Submit, ye fears, to pity's sway!“

He spoke — and cross'd the line.
Soon at his fight the fair resum'd

Each captivating grace:
On her pale cheek the rose rebloom'd

And smiles illum'd her face.
Yet to that cheek return'd invain

Bright health’s vermilion dye,
For bitter tears that cheek shall stain,

And dim her brilliant eye:
The youth returning thro' the gloom,

At midnight's secret hour, .
Was seiz'd and to dil honour's tomb

Doona'd by the martial pow’r.
To meet his fate at wake of day

(Lov's victim) he was led, No weakness did his check betray,

While to the chief he said: If in the battle death I've dard,

In all its horror dreft, „Think not this scene, by thee prepard,

„Sheds terror on my breast; „Yet then at Laura's hapless fate

„My fortitude impairs,

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