Novelties of Foreign Literature. 



240 Novelties oj toreign jumraiure. [April I, 



Wltere liope to meet a more ingenious 



friend, 

 Or one more prompt her beauties to defend? 

 In whom more skill and judgment could 



unite 

 To crush the monster foulest in her sight, 

 Than Jenner, — whose illustrious name 



shall be 

 The panegyric of posterity ? 

 Alas! his death enables her to view 

 A chasm only open to a few ; 

 And of that few.how trifling are the names . , , .^ ^ 



fy „„,>j ..,;.i, !,;<. I hn... >-;.,:oi *,.« tl.«»ir Tlieii indeed might thy sons, O Britannia! rejoice, 



Compar d with lus !— how trivial, too, their jj^ „„, ;„ „,^*5, proidiy-earnM trophies of blood ; 



aims, "" — ' - " ' " — ■ — -" — '■-=-- 



Wlien plac'd in competition with the good 

 He publish'd first, — then zealously pursti'd ! 

 How weak their genius when with Jen- 



ner's tried ! 

 And what mere dwarfs when marshall'd at 



his side! J. G. 



Islinglon; March 1823. 



For the rod of Oppression hangs over thy liead. 

 Consuming thy vitals, and blasting thy strength; 



Bnt, alas ! for the cause of the darkness o'erspiead 

 Upon all thy fair prospects, — look inward, at 

 length. 



O! would bnt thy inilers and people attend 

 To the Voice that is loudly coademning their 

 pride ; 



And meekly, securely, and simply, depend t 



On the Hand that alone can unerringly guide. 



Then, indeed, would'st thou shine like a bright- 

 beaming star. 



And supremely sit over the nations around ; 

 Then indeed would thy glory be seen from afar 



To encircle thy brow, with trae dignity crown'd. 



THE BRITISH PATRIOT'S THEME. 



I love thee, my country ! because 1 first drew 

 My breath within thy steep and ocean-bound 

 shores ; 

 The train of reflection 'tis sweet to pursue. 

 Which the sense of my gratitude towards thee 

 restores. 



I love thee, because 'twas within thy domain 

 That my mind, young and ardent, was taught to 

 expand; 

 And the volume of Nature, exhaustless, tho' plain. 



First uiifblded its page in my own native land. 

 I love thee,— ah yes! my affections are wound 

 With tliy woodsj and thy mountains, thy valleys 

 and streams; 

 A thousand endcar'd recollections surround 

 The land where my childhood indulg'd its fond 

 dreams. 



Other countries may boast, and to them may belong. 

 The sublime, the encliauting, — why envy or 

 grieve ? 



I prefer thv Ben Lomond to lofty Mont Blaiic, 

 And thy\Vinandermerc to the l/ake of Geneve. 



I love the dear land where my forefathers flourisli'd. 

 Where now rest their ashes in silent repose; 



Long, long in my breast may emotiont be iiourish'd, 

 Tuat kiudle to flame when I think of thy woes. 



To reign Queen of Peace is more worthy choice 

 Than to rule, undisputed, o'er land and o'er flood. 

 PHILOMENES. 



ILIAD IX. 308, 



ATTEMPTED IN ENGLISH HEXAMETERS. 



Hear, high-born Laertes's son, most ingenious 



f)leader. 

 y to tell you my mind, and the course I intend 



to persist in. 

 Suits; that ye mayn't buz round me, assailing with 



troublesome" prayers. 

 Hateful to me, as the gates of the tomb, is the dou- 



ble-fac'd cringer. 

 Who one mind hides sly in his breast, and expresses 



another. 

 I speak out: and I fancy that not Agamemnon in 



person. 

 Nor anjr other Achaian, could move me. Unwelcome 



his fortune 

 Who has been dragg'd among hostile men, and has 



always to strugule. 

 Where but an equal allotment awaits who lingers or 



combats, — 

 Equally honour is shown to the coward as sbowa 



to the brave man, 

 Hades as well may surprise the repose as the toil of 



the hero. 

 Nothing is given to me but the sorrows of mind I 



have suffer'd ; 

 Though I always have given my whole soul into the 



battle. 

 Like to a bird, who bestows on her callowy nestlings 



the morsel 

 Which she weary and hungry requires, I too have 



been passing 

 Sleepless the night, and ia bloody exertion the day- 

 light. 

 All for their bedmates. 



NOVELTIES OF FOREIGN LITERATURE. 



NARRATIVE of the SHIPWRECK of certain 

 DUTCH VESSELS, in the year 1797, in 



the SEAS EAST o/' GREEN LAND \from « 



late Number of the " Annales Mari- 

 iinies." 



THE Wilhelmina, commanded by 

 James H. Broerties, from Laa- 

 ,dam, sailed fmrn the Texel, April 14, 

 1797, for the whale-fishery. June 22, 

 they arrived near the eastern coast of 

 Greenland, along.sidc of vast plains of 

 moving ice, that overspread the sea. 

 They cast anclior, and made prepara- 

 tions lor the fishery. I'ilty otiier ships 

 Jiad repaired to the same ports, attract- 

 ed by the great number of whales fre- 

 fjuciiting them : the Wilhelmina took 

 one the day alter their arrival. 

 June 25, huge Hakes of ice environ- 



ed and pressed on the ship on all 

 sides. The crew then, for eight days 

 and nighls togetiicr, had to cut and 

 saw their way through the ice, thir- 

 teen feet in thickness, trying to get the 

 ship clear. 



A number of vessels that lay at an- 

 chor, east of them, were fortunate 

 enough to escape ; but the Wilhel- 

 mina, and twenty-seven others, were 

 fast in the ice. Seventeen, however, 

 afterwards made their way through it. 



J uly 26, the icebergs began to sepa- 

 rate, and left a sort of opening. On 

 this the captain in.stantly set the boats 

 to towing the vessel. After hard and 

 incessant rowing for four days, they 

 found tiieir passage intercepted by 

 another Ijcld of ice; a»d here they 



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