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"And from the prayer of Want, and plaint of Wo,
O never, never turn away thine ear;
Forlorn in this bleak wilderness below,
Ah! what were man, should Heaven refuse to
hear!

To others do (the law is not severe)
What to thyself thou wishest to be done:
Forgive thy foes; and love thy parents dear,
And friends, and native land; nor those alone;

Uproots the grove, and rolls the shattered rocks All human weal and wo learn thou to make thine

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This baffled hope might tame thy manhood's

rage,

And disappointment of her sting disarm.But why should foresight thy fond heart alarm? Perish the lore that deadens young desire! Pursue, poor imp, th' imaginary charm, Indulge gay Hope, and Fancy's pleasing fire: Fancy and Hope too soon shall of themselves expire.

XXXII.

When the long-sounding curfew from afar Loaded with loud lament the lonely gale, Young Edwin, lighted by the evening star, Lingering and listening, wandered down the vale:

There would he dream of graves, and corses pale: And ghosts, that to the charnel-dungeon throng, And drag a length of clanking chain, and wail, Till silenced by the owl's terrific song,

XXXVI.

The dream is fled. Proud harbinger of day, Who scar'dst the vision with thy clarion shrill, Fell chanticleer! who oft has reft away My fancied good, and brought substantial ill! O to thy cursed scream, discordant still, Let Harmony aye shut her gentle ear, Thy boastful mirth, let jealous rivals spill, Insult thy crest, and glossy pinions tear, And ever in thy dreams the ruthless fox appear.

XXXVII.

Forbear, my Muse. Let Love attune thy line. Revoke the spell. Thine Edwin frets not so:For how should he at wicked chance repine, Who feels from every chance amusement flow? E'en now his eyes with smiles of rapture glow, As on he wanders through the scenes of morn, Where the fresh flowers in living lustre blow, Where thousand pearls the dewy lawns adorn,

Or blasts that shrieks by fits the shuddering isles A thousand notes of joy in every breeze are born. along.

XXXIII.

Or, when the setting moon, in crimson dyed, Hung o'er the dark and melancholy deep, To haunted stream, remote from man he hied, Where fays of yore their revels wont to keep; And there let Fancy roam at large, till sleep A vision brought to his intranced sight: And first, a wildly-murmuring wind 'gan creep Shrill to his ringing ear; then tapers bright, With instantaneous gleam, illumed the vault of Night.

XXXIV.

Anon, in view a portal's blazoned arch
A rose; the trumpet bids the valves unfold;
And forth an host of little warriors march,
Grasping the diamond lance, and targe of gold:
Their look was gentle, their demeanor bold,
And green their helms, and green their silk attire;
And here and there, right venerably old,
The long robed minstrels wake the warbling
wire,

And some with mellow breath the martial pipe inspire.

XXXV.

With merriment, and song, and timbrels clear, A troop of dames from myrtle-bowers advance;| The little warriors doff the targe and spear, And loud enlivening strains provoke the dance: They meet, they dart away, they wheel askance; To right, to left, they thrid the flying maze; Now bound aloft with vigorous spring, then glance

Rapid along: with many-coloured rays Of tapers, gems, and gold, the echoing forests blaze.

XXXVIII.

But who the melodies of morn can tell? The wild brook babbling down the mountain side;

The lowing herd; the sheepfold's simple bell; The pipe of early shepherd dim descried In the lone valley; echoing far and wide The clamorous horn along the cliffs above; The hollow murmur of the occan-tide; The hum of bees, and linnet's lay of love, And the full choir that wakes the universal grove. XXXIX.

The cottage-curs at early pilgrim bark; Crowned with her pail the tripping milkmaid sings;

The whistling ploughman stalks afield; and, hark!

Down the rough slope the ponderous wagon rings;

Through rustling corn the hare astonished springs;

Slow tolls the village clock the drowsy hour; The partridge bursts away on whirring wings; Deep mourns the turtle in sequestered bower, And shrill lark carols clear from her aërial tour.

XL.

O Nature, how in every charm supreme! Whose votaries feast on raptures ever new! O for the voice and fire of seraphim, To sing thy glories with devotion due! Bless'd be the day I'scaped the wrangling crew, From Pyrrho's maze, and Epicurus' sty; And held high converse with the godlike few, Who to th' enraptured heart, and ear, and eye, Teach beauty, virtue, truth, and love, and melody.

to invite them by small parties to his house, and unbend his mind in gay conversation, encouraging them to speak with familiarity on common topics, and to express their doubts with freedom on any subjects connected with their studies.

second and last child, in 1796. His hopes of a his philosophical and critical works, his praise was successor of his name and family, had probably yet higher in all the personal relations of public been revived in this youth, who exhibited many and private life. His excellence as an instructor proofs of early genius, and for some time before his may be gathered from his printed works; but it redeath had prosecuted his studies with great assi-mains to be added, that few men have exceeded duity. But here too he was compelled again to him in anxious and kind attentions to his pupils. subscribe to the uncertainty of all human pros- It was his practice, while they were under his care, pects. Great, however, as the affliction was, it would be pleasing to be able to add that he acquiesced with pious resignation, and laid hold on the hopes he knew so well how to recommend, and which yet might have cheered, if not gladdened his declining life. But from this period he began None were more affected by his melancholy reto withdraw from society, and brooded over the treat from society, than those who could recollect sorrows of his family, until they overpowered his him in his happier days of health and hope. He feelings, and abstracted him from all the comforts had a keen relish for social intercourse, and was of friendship and all powers of consolation. Of remarkably cheerful and communicative. It has the state of his mind, Sir William Forbes has not yet been mentioned, but it may be observed given an instance so touching, that no apology from various parts of his writings, that he had a can be necessary for introducing it here. turn for humour, and a quick sense of the ridicu"The death of his only surviving child com-lous. This, however, was so chastened by the ele pletely unhinged the mind of Dr. Beattie, the first gance of his taste, and the benevolence of his dissymptoms of which, ere many days had elapsed, position, that whatever fell from him of that kind was a temporary but almost total loss of memory, was devoid of coarseness or asperity. In conver respecting his son. Many times he could not re- sation he never endeavoured to gain superiority, collect what had become of him: and after search- or to compel attention, but contrived to take his ing in every room in the house, he would say to just share, without seeming to interrupt the loquahis neice, Mrs. Glennie, 'You may think it strange, city of others. He had, however, what most men but I must ask you if I have a son, and where he have who are jealous of their reputation, a degree is?" She then felt herself under the painful ne- of reserve in promiscuous company, which he encessity of bringing to his recollection his son Mon- tirely discarded among those whom he loved and tague's sufferings, which always restored him to in whom he confided.

reason.

And he would often, with many tears, In London it is yet remembered that his colle express his thankfulness that he had no child, say-quial talents were much admired, and no doule ing, 'How could I have borne to see their elegant procured him a long continuance of those friendminds mangled with madness!" When he looked ships with men of rank, which are rarely to be for the last time, on the dead body of his son, he preserved without something more than the mere said I have now done with the world:' he ever possession of genius. His modest and engaging after seemed to act as if he thought so." manners rendered him equally acceptable to the The last three years of his life were passed in courtly and elegant Mansfield, and to the rough hopeless solitude, and he even relinquished his and unbending Johnson. To Mrs. Montague's correspondence with many of those remote friends literary parties he was ever most acceptable; and with whom he had long enjoyed the soothing in- he lived with the then bishop of London, with Sir terchange of elegant sentiment and friendly at- Joshua Reynolds, and with Mr. Burke, on terms tachment. His health, in this voluntary confine- of the easiest intimacy. If flattery could hare ment, gradually decayed, and extreme and pre- spoiled him, he had enough; as in England, mature debility, occasioned by two paralytic whatever reason, his character always stood his strokes, terminated his good and useful life on the er even than in his own country. 18th day of August, 1803. His reputation was so Dr. Beattie's person was rather above the midwell founded and so extensive, that he was uni- dle size. His countenance was very mild, and tis versally lamented as a loss to the republic of let- smile uncommonly placid and benign. His eyes ters, and particularly to the University to which were remarkably piercing and expressive, arai he had been so long a public benefactor and an honour.

Of his general character a fair estimate may be formed from his works, and it is no small praise hat his life and writings were in strict conformity with each other.

there was a general composure in his features which Sir Joshua Reynolds has given admiralt in the picture, which has been engraven for his life by Sir William Forbes.

His frame was apparently stout, and even to bust, but this certainly was not the case. Its off

Whatever reputation Dr. Beattie enjoyed from ginal conformation may have been that of strength

and vigour; but he had frequent interruptions | The Life of Dr. Beattie published by Sir Wilfrom sickness, at a very early period of life. As liam Forbes, exhibits him in the character of an he advanced he discovered all the delicate and va- epistolary writer. His letters embrace a very large letudinary temperament of genius. At the age portion of the literary history of his time, but it of forty-five he had the walk and manner and pre- may be doubted whether they have always the ease cautions that are usually observable at sixty, and and vivacity which are expected in this department was much afflicted with head-ache, and other of composition. symptoms that are commonly called nervous.

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