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the fong had been, from 1783, popularly 
known and fung in the Southweft of Scot- 
land. To affign it to its proper owner, 
is an at of neceflary diftributive juftice. 
LOGAN WATER. 
BY JOHN MAYNE, AUTHOR OF THE POEM 
or ** GLASGOW.” 
By Locan’s ftreams that rin fae deep, 
Fu’ aft, wi’? glee, P've herded fheep. 
I’ve herded fheep, or gather’d flaes, 
Wi’ my dear lad, on Logan Braes: 
But, wae’s my heart thae days are gane, 
And, fu’ o” grief, I herd alane; 
While my dear lad maun face his faes, 
Far, far frae me and Logan Braes! 
Nae mair at Logan Kirk will he, - 
Atween the preachings, meet wi’ me—= 
Meet wi’me, or, when it’s mirk, 
Convoy me hame frae Logan Kirk! 
I weil may fing, thae days are gane— 
Frae Kirk and fair I come alane, 
While my dear Jad maun face his faesy 
Far, frae me and Logan Braes ! 
At e’en, when Hope amaift is gane, 
I danner dowie and forlane, 
Or fit beneath the hawthorn tree, 
Where aft he kept histryfte wi’ me— 
O! cou’d I fee rhae days again! 
My lover fkaithlefs and my ain! 
Belov’d by friends, rever’d by faes, 
We'd live in blifs on Logan Braes ! 
ae 
For the Monthly Magazine. 
4m ENGRAVING, entitled OSSIAN, by 
M. GODEFROY. 
N engraving has recently appeared 
. at Paris which greatly adds to the 
juftly acquired reputation of M. Gode- 
froy. Itisintitled Offian. What grand 
ideas, what noble, what melancholy ima- 
ges that name recals! Thofe ideas and 
thofe images are all reprefented in the 
beautiful piéture by Gerard, of which 
this engraving is a copy. It is impoifi- 
ble to introduce mere unity into a piece, 
which, without being much varied, is, 
however, very complex; more graceful- 
nefs into a mournful fubjeét, or more 
truth into an imaginary fcene. ‘The fon 
of Fingal, aged and blind, attunes, on 
the banks of the Lutha, the lat notes of 
his harp and of his voice. _ His attitude 
is deeply impaffioned. The fpeétator 
imagines that he fees the movement of 
his venerable head, and of his {nowy 
locks. With his extinguifhed orbs he 
no longer feeks a ray of light; they are 
cai down and ciofed; his mind 1s wholly 
concentrated in his poetic enthufiafm, and 
in the recolleétion of heroic achievements : 
he plunges, as it were, into torrents of 
harmony and glory. He has lo& every 
thing; he has furvived all thofe objeéts 
An Engraving, entitled Offian, by M4. Godefroy. 
[ Feb. 1, 
which attached him to life. It is time 
that he fhould join the company of his 
anceftors : he departs, he bids adieu to 
the mountains of his native land, but he 
leaves behind him a memory durable as 
the oak of the forefts of Morven. 
All that pafles in the imagination of 
the aged bard, is realifed on the canvas by 
the youthful painter. The fhades of his 
forefathers are affembled on their clouds. 
On one fide the majeftic Fingal, fupport- 
ing his head with his hand, liftening te 
the fong of his fon. With his left arm 
he clofely preffes the beauteous Comala, 
his youthful miftrefs, fhe, who accompa- 
nied him in battle, in the difguile of a 
young warrior, and who died of joy on 
feeing him return triumphant at’ the mo- 
ment fhe was deploring his death. The 
aged Trenmor, the ftock of the race of 
Fingal, is on his right, and behind them 
are the other herces. On the other fide 
is feated the youthful Ofcar ; his attitude 
is mournful: the tender Malvina em- 
braces, confoles him with her carcfies, and 
appears herfelf to derive confolation from 
the fongs of the father of Oicar. Above 
them is a group of heroines; Evirallin, 
the wife of Offian, whofe {weet voice he 
has celebrated, the daughters of Morni 
and others, accompany with their harps 
the harp of the fon of Fingal, fcatter 
flowers, and bring crowns for their hero. 
Thus every part of this beautiful piece 
tends to one common centre. Offian is 
furrounded only with the objects of his 
affe€tion and the creations of his genius. 
He himfelf, the torrent, a rural Jand{cape, 
the antique turrets of the caftle of his 
forefathers, the blueifh range of moun 
tains, and, on their fummit, the fun’s paler 
orb, are alone realitics, and the admirable 
fidelity of the pencil, the magic diftribu- 
tion of light and fhade, render them not 
only vifible but palpable. All the reft is 
ideal, all the figures of heroines are aerial 
and tranfparent. It is impoflible to ren- 
der more complete the illufion refulting - 
from the fkilful combination of fancy 
and truth.” 
The engraving is executed with the 
utmoit fidelity. 
—— 
For the Monthly Magazine. 
Aa account of the prefent STATE of 
ANTWERP, from the recent TRAVELS 
of CAMUS. 
HE road to Antwerp from Malines 
runs through lands covered with ve- 
getables ; the appearance of which is in- 
tersupted only by the dwellings of the 
countrymen, 
