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40 er parts of an inky blackness. The rain began to pat
ter down in broad and scattered drops ; the wind freshened, and curled up the waves; at length it seemed as if the bellying clouds were torn open by the mountain
tops, and complete torrents of rain came rattling down. 45 The lightning leaped from cloud to cloud, and stream
ed quivering against the rocks, splitting and rending the stoutest forest trees. The thunder burst in tremendous explosions; the peals were echoed from mountain to
mountain ; they crashed upon Dunderberg, and rolled 50 up the long defile of the highlands, each headland mak
ing a new echo, until old Bull hill seemed to bellow back the storm.
For a time the scudding rack and mist, and the sheeted rain, almost hid the landscape from the sight. There 55 was a fearful gloom, illumined still more fearfully by the
streams of lightning which glittered among the rain drops. Never had I beheld such an absolute warring of the elements ; it seemed as if the storm was tearing and
rending its way through this mountain defile, and had 60 brought all the artillery of heaven into action.
-My ear is pained,
There is no flesh in man's obdurate heart, 5 It does not feel for man: the natural bond
Of brotherhood is severed as the flax
Not coloured like his own; and having power 10 To enforce the wrong, for such a worthy cause,
Dooms and devotes. him as his lawful prey.
Make enemies of nations, who had else
Thus man devotes his brother, and destroys;
As human nature's broadest, foulest blot,
Chains him, and tasks him, and exacts his sweat 20 With stripes, that Mercy, with a bleeding heart,
Weeps when she sees inflicted on a beast.
And hang his head, to think himself a man ? 25 I would not have a slave to till my ground,
To carry me, to fan me while I sleep,
No: dear as freedom is, and in heart's 30 Just estimation prized above all price,
I had much rather be myself the slave,
And they themselves once ferried o'er the wave 35 That parts us, are emancipate and loosed.
Slaves cannot breathe in England; if their lungs
That's noble, and bespeaks a nation proud 40 And jealous of the blessing. Spread it then,
And let it circulate through every vein
may feel her mercy too. Cowper.
Irruption of Hyder Ali.
When at length Hyder Ali found that he had to do with men who either would sign no convention, or whom no treaty, and no signature could bind, and who were
the determined enemies of human intercourse itself, he 5 decreed to make the country possessed by these incor
rigible and predestinated criminals a memorable example to mankind.
He resolved, in the gloomy recesses of a mind capacious of such things, to leave the whole
Carnatic an everlasting monument of vengeance ; and 10 to put perpetual desolation as a barrier between him and
those against whom the faith, which holds the moral el
ements of the world together, was no protection. He became at length so confident of his force, so collected
in his might, that he made no secret whatsoever of his 15 dreadful resolution. Having terminated his disputes
with every enemy, and every rival, who buried their mutual animosities in their common detestation against the creditors of the nabob of Arcot, he drew from every
quarter, whatever a savage ferocity could add to his 20 new rudiments in the arts of destruction ; and com
pounding all the materials of fury, havoc, and desolation, into one black cloud, he hung for a while on the declivities of the mountains. While the authors of all
these evils were idly and stupidly gazing on this men25 acing meteor, which blackened all their horizon, it sud
denly burst, and poured down the whole of its contents upon the plains of the Carnatic.
Then ensued a scene of wo, the like of which no eye had seen, no heart con
ceived, and which no tongue can adequately tell. All 30 the horrors of war before known or heard of, were mer
cy to that new havoc. A storm of universal fire blasted every field, consumed every house, destroyed every temple. The miserable inhabitants flying from their
flaming villages, in part were slaughtered; others, with35 out regard to sex, to age, to the respect of rank, or sa
credness of function ; fathers torn from children, husbands from wives, enveloped in a whirlwind of cavalry, and amidst the goading spears of drivers, and the tramp
ling of pursuing horses, were swept into captivity, in an 40 unknown and hostile land. Those, who were able to
evade this tempest, fled to the walled cities. But escaping from fire, sword, and exile, they fell into the jaws of famine.
For eighteen months, without intermission, this de45 struction raged from the gates of Madras to the gates of
Tanjore ; and so completely did these masters in their art, Hyder Ali and his more ferocious son, absolve themselves of their impious vow, that when the British
armies traversed, as they did, the Carnatic for hundreds 50 of miles in all directiors, through the whole line of their march, they did not see one man, not one woman, not
one child, not one four-footed beast of any description whatever. One dead uniform silence reigned over the whole region.”
Sleep, gentle sleep,
And steep my senses in forgetfulness ?
Upon uneasy pallets stretching thee,
Under the canopies of costly state,
O thou dull god, why liest thou with the vile,
Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast
In cradle of the rude imperious surge ;
Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them 20 With deaf'ning clamours in the slippery clouds,
That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ?
And, in the calmest and most stillest night, 25 With all appliances, and means to boot, Deny it to a king ?
73. Vainty of power and misery of Kings.
No matter where; of comfort no man speak :
Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth. 5 Let's choose executors, and talk of wills :
And yet not so,-for what can we bequeath,
And nothing can we call our own, but death; 10 And that small model of the barren earth,
Which serves as paste and cover to our bones.
How some have been depos’d, some slain in war ; 15 Some haunted by the ghosts they have depos'd ;
Some poison'd by their wives, some sleeping kill'd;
Keeps death his court : and there the antic sits, 20 Scoffing his state, and grinning at his pomp ;
Allowing him, a breath, a little scene
As if this flesh, which walls about our life,
Comes at the last, and with a little pin
With solemn reverence ; throw away respect, 30 Tradition, form, and ceremonious duty,
For you have but mistook me all this while :
Here are the sovereign pontiff of the Catholic faith, and the Catholic king of Spain, distributing one third part of the revenues of their church for the poor, and
here are some of the enlightened doctors of our church 5 depreciating such a principle, and guarding their riches
against the encroaching of christian charity ; I hope they will never again afford such an opportunity of com