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Our fate in our own hands, or evil or good, | disappearance of Nuno after the battle,
26 Nov. 1814. thee
I have this day made up my mind to Can break the even calmness of thy soul. take the subject. 31st Dec. 97.
23 March, 1819! 12, Lamb's Conduit Street.
The weight of this poem will depend upon two characters. Nuno Alvarez, who is the
ideal of chivalry, full of joy, hope, enthuFutura.
siastic patriotism, and enthusiastic devotion; January 13, 1803. and his brother, twenty years older than Who is it that so prefers cities that he himself, who had been a father to him, and will not live in the country, and loves London is, from a deep sense of duty, with the best of all, for the sake of man the philoso- Spaniards : satisfied that their cause is just; pher ?-yet even in London lives retired, utterly dissatisfied with their conduct—the delighting in shade, and quiet, and retire- perfect example of a good and wise man in ment—in solitude ? oh no! but his acts of such circumstances. Hated by the populove are so secretly bestowed that they are lace of his own country; hated by most of not felt at the time, though keenly felt and the Spaniards, but respected by Juan and long remembered afterwards—a good Me- Joam, though disliked by one, and feared thodist ? The king is afraid of him, and by the other; and loved and reverenced by has by his own authority ordered him to be Nuno, and by all who know him well. Bedestroyed. Oh, a Jacobin ; away with him fore the battle he takes leave of Juan, and to Mr. Aris !—no, not by law and a trial— while the event is doubtful, executes his not against law by confinement—not by a long meditated purpose of hiding himself court-martial, but by Mr. Tiffin.
from the world. His daughter is Lobeira's Sir W. Yeo and the Soldier. The Sol- love. dier had gone into the field to do—what ? If this character can be developed as it Are you a classic reader-have you had is conceived, I think it will be the best dethe benefit of a liberal education ?-to do lineation that I shall ever have made. what. As in præsenti had done in the entry.' Not what goeth into the mouth defileth, but this did. "The soldier swore when he got be buried without the king's leave; the per
In Aragon no vassal of the crown could the bayonet ; but the recording angel put mission implying that he had discharged his that oath down among his good things. So, Sir, with reverence be his title spoken.
Sisters of Helicon-yours is a thankless service; he who rears the olive of Pallas
is well repaid-or the grain of Ceres-your Keswick, Saturday Evening, votaries receive only a barren laurel to wave June 11, 1808.
over their graves. Portugal Delivered. The Siege of Lisbon ; the election at
This note of exclamation is in the original
MSS. and is evidently intended to point to the Coimbra; the battle of Aljubarrota. time elapsed since the preceding entry. One of the finest incidents would be the
J. W. W.
I wish I were as young as thee, my own But these conjectures all are all false, dear Margaret
And I'll tell you the true one to end them; For some things I full fain would learn, and The Devil had torn his blue pantaloons, some full fain forget.
And he sent for a taylor to mend them.
OWEN PARFIT.? Ramiro."
A. D. 988. Vladimar sent to Constantine My old folios ; why do you for ever read Porphyrogenitus, to demand baptism, and them ? a song of songs to come, and the the Emperor's sister, Helena, in marriageburden Barbara! Barbara !
else he threatened to march on from Theodosia, which he had just taken. Constan
tine sent priests and the lady. The RusThe Man in the Moon is dead, and who sian then restored his conquests, made his shall succeed him? Some say Mr. Garne- people be baptized by thousands in the rin is set out to take possession; others that Dnieper, and threw Peroun into the river the planets are to elect * * then thinks he with the rest of the idols. has a fair chance, being sure of Mercury Ballad from Count Stolberg's story of the and Venus; others say Lord Melville, be- | foundation of Rapperschweil ; a traveller cause a brass face is the best complexion ; admiring the town; and a burgher telling or Lord *, because he wants a place, and him what a chance it was whether there this would be conspicuous enough to suit should be a town there or a gibbet; making him. Mr. Addington, for he who is so ex- it the scene of the wife's adultery. The cellent a Chancellor of the Exchequer, would end that the town makes the place the make a most excellent Man in the Moon. better, and the story no whit the worse. Bonaparte; but he is afraid of the Crescent. A good monodrama may be made of HiOr the Duke of York— because in Holland milcon, the Carthaginian general, who, after he so often shifted his quarters. I dreamt losing a victorious army in Sicily by pestithis this morning July 3, 1804.
lence, returned alone, related to the people what he had done, what suffered, accused
the Gods, and then retiring into his apartIdeas, &c.
ment slew himself. How the Bishop of Bremen went to Hell
The Dew that falls on St. John's night by water.
is supposed to have the virtue to stop the The Dominican dipping for gold in a
plague. — Bruce. Connect this with the volcano.
Witch and the Well of Rogoes. The sepulchre that fits every body; he Give me the May-green of hope, or the who has measured himself thereby never healthy June appearance of the trees in their more feels fatigue.
full life-beauty; not Autumn-hectic coThe babe born in the grave.
lours that foretell the fall. Inspiration of Hafiz.
The Mistress of Don Manuel Ponce de ? This was a cripple tailor, who lived in a Leon let fall her glove into the circus where
cul de sac, or close court, at Bristol. He sud
denly disappeared one fine day, and was never there were lions ; the knight, though un- heard of more. All sorts of conjectures, of armed, leaped down and picked it up; but course, were made relative to his flight, as she stooped to receive it, he dashed the
J. W. W. glove in her face.
? Brand, in his “Popular Antiquities,” quotes
the following from an ancient calendar of the St. Endeus, King of Ireland.
Romish Church. Escape of Ferran Gonzalez from Leon.
“ 24 June. The Nativity of John the Baptist.
Dew and new leaves in estimation.”
J. W. W.
The three illustranda are the doctrine of French history—its atrocious character. Plato's eidwla —so all things sinful are St. Bartholomew's Day. Damiens. Iron only copies of their prototypes in the mind Mask, &c. Shame after shame, and this of the 'l!aal whose name, after the Perforeign upstart, the consummation. sian custom, I write upside down-the om
The Boiling Well. Mary, I cannot now nipotence of law, and the sin of cheating show it thee, but thou shalt see a type-a at cards. surface as calm and a spirit as troubled The Lady Cheatabell, playing at hunt within.
the Knave out of town, packed the cards, Inscriptions for Major Cartwright's Hie- and gave herself the Knave of Hearts, being ronanticon.—Alfred.
Jack. From that time forth at midnight the
it also with his nose. Sancho Garcia, son of Garci Ferrandez.
She goes to a con
jurer: he calls up the Queen of Hearts, as a He and his mother were in the town of superior spirit, but he is outwitted-everySant Estevan, he went hunting rabbits with thing yields to law. He was Jack, and takes a Moorish King, who lived in Gormaz, and in everything; wherefore he wins the Queen, jumping the king fell, e descubrio * **. At and both spirits haunt the Lady Cheatabell. night the Count's carver, in cutting up the Again the conjuror is consulted—he calls rabbit for his supper, laughed. Aba asked up the Knave and Queen of Spades, and ties why, and the story of the king's fall was them. When they see each other, both partold her.
ties stop, both become powerless and moShe agreed with this Moor to poison her tionless—and thus the Knave is hunted out son, of which he was to be apprized by a of town, or laid in the Red Sea-si placet. wisp of straw sent down the river; and then to marry him and give him the land. Her camarera's lover, Sancho, informed the
Inscriptions. Count, who made his mother drink of the WOBURNE—The Duke of Bedford. poisoned cup, sent down the straw, and
This man-in-the-moon thought might be old Chronica, and the Conde de Mora's extended into a good satire. Hist. de Toledo, both being lying books of
Journey there upon a night mare, who good imagination, unless they are belied.
was begotten by Pegasus upon El Borak.
The goddess of the moon; young and
lovely when I arrived. Her change to old Christmas Tale.
age. A Christmas tale, this Christmas time,
All the lost things there; but some things Dear Williams Wynn, you ask of me,
recovered from thence. I will begin, Dear Williams Wynn,
Candidates for the manship, Mr. Phillips A Christmas tale for thee.
among the rest.
But Bonaparte sends up
one, and he immediately declares war aYou play at cards this Christmas time
gainst England. oli never cheat, dear W. W. it is a sin, &c.
Inventory of things found there. The
Decades of Livy, &c. Lord Nelson's dying See Poems, p. 441.-J. W.W.
of our watching! they drink the chicha, inFire Flies, 8c.
toxicate themselves, beat us to a jelly, take Quam multiplex cincindelarum diver- us by the hair of the head, and trample us sitas noctu stellarum instar passim collu- under foot. Would to God! father, that centium ! Aliæ bruchi magnitudine alarum my mother had buried me as soon as she jactatione, aliæ solis ex oculis lucem vibrant, bore me into the world! Thou knowest that quæ libro legendo sufficiat. Quædam solis all this is true, for it is what daily passes natibus splendorem edunt. Vermes quoque before your eyes; but our worst evil you majusculi toto corpore coruscant. Ligna, do not understand, because you cannot feel arundines, arborum folia, plantarum radices, it. After serving her husband like a slave, postquam computruere, in territoriis maxime the poor Indian sees him at the end of humidis, adamantum, pyroporum, smarag- twenty years take a girl for his wife, who dorum, chrysolithorum, rubinorum,&c. more is without understanding : he loves her, and lucem viridem, rubram, flavam, cæruleam though she beats our children and maltreats noctu spargunt, mirumque in modum oculos
us, we cannot complain, for he cares nothing oblectant.”—DOBRIZHOFFER, tom. ii. p. 389. for us, and loves us longer. The young
wife rules everything, and treats us as her
servants, and silences us, if we presume to [Indian Woman's defence of Child-murder.] speak, with the stick. Can then a woman
An Indian woman, who had just put to procure a greater blessing for her daughter death her new-born daughter, thus defended
than to save her from all this, which is worse herself to Gumella, after patiently listening than death! Would to God! father, I say, to all his reproaches :-“Would to God!
mother had shown her love to me father,—would to God that my mother, when in burying me as soon as I was born; my she brought me into the world, had had love heart would not have had so much to enand compassion enough for me to have spared dure, nor my eyes so much to weep!" me all the pains which I have endured till This he says he has translated literally this day, and am to endure till the end of from the Betoye language, as it was uttered my life! If my mother had buried me as to him. soon as born, I should have been dead, but should not have felt death, and she would have exempted me from that death to which
[Germ of the Tale of Paraguay.] I am unavoidably subject, and as well as A PARTY of Spaniards were gathering the from sorrows that are as bitter. Think, herb of Paraquay on the south bank of the father, what a life we Indian women endure Rio Empalado,and having gathered all they among these Indians! they go with us with could find, sent three of their number over their bows and arrows, and that is all. We the river, to see if any trees were on the go laden with a basket, with a child hang- other side. There were found a hut of the ing at the breast, and another in the basket. savages, and a plantation of maize. Terrified These go to kill a bird or a fish; we must at supposing that the whole forest swarmed dig the earth, and provide for all with the with savages; they lurked in their huts, harvest. They return at night without any and sent to the Reduction of S. Joachim, burden ; we must carry roots to eat, maize requesting that a Jesuit would come in search for their chicha. Our husbands when they of these savages, and reduce them. Dobrizreach home, go talk with their friends; we hoffer went with forty Indians, crost the must fetch wood and water to prepare their Empalado, searched the woods as far as the supper. They go to sleep; we must spend Mondayěh miri, and on the third day traced great part of the night in grinding maize, out by a human footstep a little hovel conto make their drink. And what is the end | taining a mother, a son in his twentieth, and adaughter in her fifteenth year. Being asked | venienced him terribly, for else he could where the rest of their horde were, they re- climb trees like a monkey. All wore the plied, they were the only survivors ! the hair loose. The man had neither bored his small-pox had cut off all the rest. The youth lip, nor wore any feathers. They had no had repeatedly searched the woods in hopes earring, but they wore a string of wooden of finding a wife, but in vain. The Spaniards pyramidal beads, very heavy and very noisy. also for two years had been employed in that Dobrizhoffer asked if they were to frighten part of the country herb gathering and they away the gnats, and gave a gay string of confirmed his assertion, that it was utterly beads in their place. They were both tall uninhabited.
and well made. The girl would have been The missionary asked them to go with him called beautiful by any European ; she was to the Reduction: the mother made but like a nymph or driad. They were rejoiced one objection, she had tamed three boars, rather than terrified at the sight of Dobriz who were like dogs to her. If they got and his party. They spake Guarani, but as into a dry place, or should be exposed to the imperfectly as may be supposed. sun, having always lived in the thick shade, The man had never seen other woman ; they would infallibly perish. “ Hanc soli- the girl never other man, for, just before citudinem quæso, animo ejicias tuo, reposui; her birth, her father had been killed by a cordi mihi fore chara animalcula, nil dubites. tyger. The girl gathered fruits and wood, Sole estuante umbram, ubi ubi demum, cap- through thorns and reeds, in a dreadful tabimus. Neque lacunæ, amnes, paludes ubi country. Not to be alone at this employ. refrigeruntur tua hæc corcula unquam dee- ment, she usually had a parrot on her shoulrunt."
der, a monkey on her arm, fearless of tygers, Here they had lived in a place infested though the place abounded with them (they by all sorts of insects and reptiles, with no- knew her); yet tygers are there more danthing but muddy water for their drink. Alces gerous than in the savannahs, where cattle (antas), deer, rabbits, birds, maize, the roots are plenty. of the mandio tree, was their food. They They were clothed, treated with especial spun the threads of the caraquata for their kindness, and sent often to the woods, in cloaths and hammocks. Honey was their hopes of saving their health, and few weeks dainty. The mother smoked through a reed; as usual brought with it a severe seasoning, the son chawed. He had a shell for a knife. rheum, loss of spirit, appetite, and flesh. Sometimes he used a reed. But he had two In a few months the mother died, a happy bits of an old knife, no bigger each than his death, in full belief and faith of a happy thumb, fastened with thread and wax to a hereafter. The maid withered like a flower, wooden handle, which he wore in his girdle. and soon followed her to the grave, and “nisi With them he made his arrows and traps, vehementissime fallor, ad cælum." and opened trees to get the honey. They There was not a dry eye at her burial. had no vessels to boil anything, and there- The brother recovered; he also got through fore used the herb cold, gourds being their the small-pox remarkably well, and no fear only cups or pots. The women both wore was now entertained for him. He was in their hammock by day. The youth a man-high health, chearful and happy, content in delion (lacerna), girt with a cord, it was all acts of religion ; every body loved him. from his shoulders to the knee, and his gourd An old Indian Christian with whom the of tobacco hung from the girdle.
youth lived, told Dobrizhoffer he thought Dobrizhoffer, not liking the girl's trans- him inclined to derangement, for every night parent dress, gave her a cloth, which she he said his mother and sister came to him, turbaned round her head. He gave the and said, “ Thee be baptized, for we are brother perizomata—drawers, which incon- coming for you." Dobrizhoffer spoke to