\ 
408 
Among the followers of Columbus, in the 
career of discovery, our countryman 
Drake is elegantly noticed. 
*¢ But lo the Chief! bright Albion bids 
him rise, 
Speed in his pinions, ardor in his eyes ! 
Hither, O Drake, dispiay thy hestening sails, 
Widen ye passes, and awake ye gales, 
March thou before him, heaven-revolying 
sun, 
Wind his long course, and teach him where 
to run 3 
Earth’s distant shores, in circling bands unite, 
Lands, learn your fame, and oceans, roll in 
light, 
Round all the watery globe his flag be hurl’d, 
A new Columbus to the astonish’d world.” 
The following dialogue and descrip- 
tions will serve to show ‘the author's man- 
ner for scenes of this sort. It is from the 
third book, where a prince of the race 
of Incas, on a mission among the moun- 
tain savages, endeavours to convert them 
to the Peruvian religion, or the worship 
of the sun, 
<< Two toilsome days the virtuous Inca 
strove 
To social life their savage minds to move ; 
When the third morning glow’d serenely 
bright, 
He led their elders'to an eastern height ; ° 
The world unlimited beneath them Jay, 
And not a cloud obscured the rising day. 
Vast’ Amazonia, starred with twinkling 
streams, 
In azure drest, a heaven inverted seems ; 
Dim Paraguay extends the aching sight, 
Xaraya glimmers like the moon of night, 
Land, water, sky in blending borders play, 
And smile and brighten to the lamp of day 
When thus the prince: What majesty divine! 
What robes of gold !: what flames about him 
shine ! 
There walks the God! his starry sons on 
high 
Draw their dim veil, and shrink behind the 
sky ; : 
\Earth with surrounding nature’s born anew, 
And men by millions greet the glorious view! 
Who can behold his all-delighting soul 
Give life and joy, and heaven and eerth con- 
troul, 
Bid death and darkness from his presence 
move, 
Who can behold, and not adore and love ? 
Those plains, immensely circling, feel his 
beams, 
He greens the groves, he silvers gay the 
_ «Streams, 
Swelis the wild ‘fruitage, gives the beast his 
food, 
And mute creation hails the genial God. 
But richer boons his righteous laws impart, 
To aid the life, and mould the social heart, 
His arts of peace thro’ happy realms to spread, 
“And altars grace with sacrificial bread: ; 
Observations on the Columbiad. 
[Dec. 1 ,’ 
Such our distinguish’d lot, who own his sways 
Mild as his morning stars, and liberal as the 
da 
His Ot ed laws, the mountain chief 
replied, 
May serve, perchance, your boasted race to 
guide 5 
And yon low plains, that drink his partial 
ray, 
At his glad shrine their just devotions pay. 
But we, nor fear his frown, nor trust his 
smile ; 
Vain, as our prayers, is every anxious toil ; 
Our beasts are bufied in his whirls of snow, 
Our cabins drifted to his slaves below. 
Evén now his placid looks thy hopes beguile, 
He lures thy raptures with a morning smile ; 
But soon (for so those saffron robes proclaim) 
His own black tempest shall obstruct his 
flame, 
Storm, thunder, fire, against the mountaing 
driven, 
Rake deep their sulphur’d sides, disgorging 
here his heaven. 
He spoke 3 they waited, till the fervid ray 
High from the noontide shot the faithless 
day ; 
When lo, far gathering under eastern skies, 
Solemn and slow, the dark red vapours rise 5 
Full clouds, convolvipg on the turbid air, 
Move like an ocein tothe watery war. 
The host, securely raised, no dangers harm, 
They sit unclouded, and o’erlook the storm 5 
While far beneath, the sky-borne waters ride, 
Veil the dark deep, and sheet the mountain’s 
side ; 
Thé lightning’s glancing fires, in fury curl’d, 
Bend their long forky foldings o’er the world 5 
Torrents and broken cvags and floods of rain 
From steep to steep roll down their force 
amain, 
In dreadful cataracts 3 the bolts confound 
The tumbling clouds, and rock the solid 
ground. 
The blasts unburden’d take their upward 
course, 
And o’er the mountain top resume their force. 
Swift thro’ the long white ridges from the 
north, 
The rapid whirlwinds lead their terrors forth 5 
High walks the storm, the circling surges 
rise, 
And wild gyrations wheel the hovering skies ; 
Vast hills of snow, in sweeping columns _ 
driven, 
Deluge the air, and choke the void of heaven 5 
Floods burst their bounds, Er rocks forget 
their place, 
And the firm Andes tremble és their base.” 
The fiend Inquisition is thus introduced 
to our notice :— 
© Led by the dark Dominicans of Spain, 
A newborn Fury walks the wide domain, 
Gaunt Inquisition ; mark her giant stride, 
Her blood-nursed vulture screaming at her 
side. 
“Het 
