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VIII.

And what avails thee that, for CAMERON slain, $ But thou-unfoughten wilt thou yield to Fate,

Wild from his plaided ranks the yell was givenMinion of Fortune, now miscall'd in vain!

Vengeance and gricí gave mountain rage the rein, Can vantage-ground no confidence create,

And, at the bloody spear-point headlong driven, Marcella's pass, nor Guarda's mountain-chain? Thy Despot's giant guards fled like the rack of Vainglorious fugitive !* yet turn again!

heaven. Behold, where, named by some prophetic Seer, Flows Honour's Fountain,t as foredoom'd the

XI. stain

Go, bamed boaster! teach thy haughty mood From thy dishonour'd name and arms to clear- To plead at thine imperious master's throne, Fallen Child of Fortune, turn, redeem her favour Say, ihou hast left his legions in their blood, here!

Deceived his hopes, and frustrated thine own; IX.

Say, that thine utmost skill and valour shown, Yet, ere thou turn'st, collect each distant aid;

By Briush skill and valour were outvied ; Those chief that never heard the lion roar !

Last say, thy conqueror was WellingTON! Within whose souls lives not a trace portray'd,

And if he chafe, be his own fortune triedOi Talavera, or Mondego's shore !

God and our cause to friend, the venture we'll abide. Marshal each band thou hast, and summon more;

XII.
Of war's fell stratagems exhaust the whole;
Rank upon rank, squadron on squadron pour,

But you, ye heroes of that well-fought day,

How shall a bard, unknowing and unknown, Legion on legion on thy foeman roll,

His meed to each victorious leader pay, And weary out his arm-thou canst not quell his

Or bind on every brow the laurels won ?ll soul.

Yet fain my harp would wake its boldest ione, X.

O'er the wide sea to hail Cadogan brave; O vainly gleams with steel Agueda's shore, And he, perchance, the minstrel-note might own, Vainly thy squadrons hide Assuava's plain,

Mindful of meeting brief that Fortune gave And front the flying thunders as they roar, Mid yon far western isles that hear the Atlantic With frantic charge and tenfold odds in vain !

rave.

* The French conducted this memorable retreat with much of is there one British heart, we believe, that will not feel proud and the fanfarrinade proper to their country, by which they attempt grateful for all the honours with which British genius can invest to speise upon others, and perhaps on then selves, a belief that their names. In the praises which Mr. Scott bas bestowed, therethey are triumphing in the very moment of their discomtiture. On fore, all his readers will sympathize; but for those which he has the 3th March, 1811, their rear-guard was overtaken near Pega withheld, theru are some that will not so readily forgive lum; by the British cavalry. Being well posted, and conceiving them and in our eyes, we will confess, it is a si not easily to be expiated, Belves safe from infantry, (who were indeed many miles in the that in a pocin written substantially for the purpose of commemotear,) and from artillery, they indulged themselves in parading rating the brave who have fought or fallen in Spain or Portugal their bands of music, and actually performed "God save the and written by a Scotchman--there should be no mention of the King." Their minstrelvy was, however, deranged by the unde- name of MOORE!--of the only commander-in-chiet who has fallen are accompaniment of the British horre-artillery, on whose part in this memorable contest:of a commander who was acknowin the coorert they had not calculated. The surprise was sud-ledged as the model and pattern of a British soldier, when British ded, and the rout complete ; for the artillery and cavalry did ex soldiers stood most in need of such an example ; and was, at ecution upon them for about four miles, pursuing at the galop as the same time, distinguished not lees for every mauly virtue and often as they got beyond the range of the guns.

generous atloction, than fur skill and gallantry in his profession. The literal translation of Fuentes d' Ilonoro.

A more pure, or a more exalted character, certainly has not I la the severe action of Fuentes d' Honoro, upon 5th May, appeared upon that scene which Mr. Scott has sought to illustrate 1811, the grand mass of the French ravalry attacked the right of with the splendour of his genius; and it is with a mixture of the British position, covered by two guns of the horse-artillery, shame and indignation, that we find him grudging a single ray of and two quadrons of cavalry. Allersutlering considerably from that profuse and readily yielded glory to gild the grave of his lathe fire of the guns, wluch annoyed them in every attempt at mented countryman. To offer a lavish tribute of praise to the formation, the enemy turned their wrath entirely towards them, living, whose task is still incompleto, may be generous and munidistnbutrd brandy among their troopers, and advanced to carry ficent:--but to departed merit. it is due in strictness of justice. the field-pieces with the desperation of drinken fury. Thry Who will deny that Sir John Moore was all that we have now tere in nouise checked by the heavy loss which they sustainel said of him? or who will doubt that bis untimely death in the in this danng attempt, but closed, and fairly mingled with the hour of victory, would have been eagerly seized upon by an im. Britest cavalry, to whom they bore the proportion of ten to one. partial poet as a noble theme for generous lamentation and clo. Captain Ramsay, let me be permitted to name a gallant country. I quent praise? But Mr. Scott's political friends have fancied it Inan,) who commanded the two guns, dismissed them at the for their interest to calumniate the memory of this illustrious and Fallop, and, putting himself at the brad of the mounted artillery accomplished person,--and Mr. Scott has permitted the spirit of men, ordered them to fall upon the French, subre in-hand. This party to stand in the way, not only of poetical justice, but of papery unexpacted conversion of arullerymen into dragoons, coniri. triotic and giperous feeling. buted greatly to the defeat of the enemy, already disconrerted by * It is this for which we grieve, and feel ashamed ;-this harden. the receptinn they had met from the two British squadrons; and ing and deadening effect of political animosities, in cases where the appearance of some small reinforcements, not withstanding politics should have nothing to do ;---this apparent perversion, pot the immense disproportion of force, put them to absolute rout. merely of the judgment but of the heart :-this implacable re A culone or major of their cavalry, and many prisoners, (almost sentment, which wars not only with the living but with the dead; all intoxicated.) rerna ined in our possession. Those who con. and thinks it a reason for dei nuding a departed warrior of bis sider for a moment the ditlerence of the services, and how much glory, that a political antagonist has been zealous in his praise. un artilleryman is necessarily and naturally led to identily his These things are lamentable, and they cannot be alluded to withhis own safety and utility with abiding by the tremendous imple. out some emotions of sorrow and resentment. But they aflect ment of war, to the exercise of which he is chiefly, if not exclu. not the fame of him on whoso account these emotions are sugevely, trained, will know how to estimate the presence of mind gested. The wars of Spain, and the merits of Sir John Moore, ssbuch commanded so bold a mapuvre, and the steadiness and will be commemorated in a more impartial and more imperishacontidence with which it was executed.

ble record, than the Vision of Don Roderick; and his humble The gallant Colonel Cameron was wounded mortally during monument in the Citadel of Corunna, will draw the tears and the the desperate contest in the streets of the village called Fuentes admiration of thousands, who conceru not themselves about the d'Honoro He fell at the head of his native Highlanders, the exploity of his more fortunate associates."- Edinburgh Review, Tlet and i9th, who raised a dreadful shriek of grief and rage. vol ui, 1811. They charged with irresistible fury, the finest body of French The reader who desires to understand Sir Walter Scott's delibeprenadiers over seen, being a part of Bonaparte's selected guard. rate opinion on the subject of Sir John Moore's military charac. The officer who led the French, a man romarkable for stature and ter and conduct, is referred to the Life of Napoleon Bonaparte. Brothetty, was killed on the spot. The Frenchman who stepped But perhaps it may be neither unamusing nor uninstructive to Gut of lus rank to take aim at Colonel Cameron, was also buvo consider, along with the diatribe just quoted from the Edinburgh Detent, pierced with a thousand wounds, and almost torn to pie: Review, some reflections from the pen of Sir Walter Scutt huimces by the furious Highlanders, who, under the command of self on the injustice done to a name greater than Moore': in the Colonel Cadogan, bore the enemy out of the contested ground at noble stauzis on the Battle of Waterloo, in the third canto of the point of the bayonet. Massena pay my countrymen a singur: Childe Harold--an injustice which did not call forth any rebuke far compliment in his account of the attack and defence of this from the Edinburgh critice. Sir Walter in reviewing this canto village, in which he says the British Jost many officers, and said,

"Childe Harold arrives on Waterloo-a scene where all men, The Edlinburgh Reviewer offered the following remarks on where a poet esperially, and a poet such as Lord Byron, must what he considered as an unjust omission in this part of the needs pause, and amid the quiet simplicity of whose scenery is

escuted a moral interest, deeper and more potent eren than that We are not very apt," he says, " to quarrel with a poet for his which is produced by gazing upon the sublimest efforts of Nature politica; and really supposed it next to impossible that Mr. Scott in her most romantic receen. should have given us any ground of desatisfaction on this score, ** That Lord Byron's sentiments do not correspond with ours,

the management of his present theme. Lord Wellington and his fellow soldiers well deserved the laurels they have won ;-nor

ie obvious, and we are sorry for both our Nake's. For our own, because we have lost that rule of triumph with which his harp

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XIII.

XVI. Yes! hard the task, when Britons wield the Nor be his praise o'erpast who strove to hide sword,

Beneath the warrior's vest affection's wound, To give each Chief and every field its fame; Whose wish Heaven for bis country's weal Hark! Albuera thunders BERESFORD,

denied ;s And Red Barosa shouts for dauntless GRÆME! Danger and fate he sought, but glory found. O for a verse of tumult and of flame!

From clime to clime, where'er war's trumpets Bold as the bursting of their cannon sound,

sound, To bid the world re-echo to their fame!

The wanderer went; yet, Caledonia! stillli For never, upon gory battle-ground,

Thine was his thought in march and tented With conquest's well-bought wreath were braver ground; victors crown'd!

He dream'd mid Alpine cliffs of Athole's hill,

And heard in Ebro's roar his Lyndoch's lovely rull.s XIV.

XVII.
O who shall grudge him Albuera's bays, *

O hero of a race renown'd of old,
Who brought a race regenerate to the field,
Roused them to emulate their fathers' praise,

Whose war-cry oft has waked the batile-swell,

Since first distinguish'd in the onset bold, Temper'd their headlong rage, their courage

Wild sounding when the Roman rampart fell! steel'd,+

By Walace' side it rung the Southron's knell, And raised fair Lusitania's fallen shield,

Alderne, Kiisythe, and Tibber, own'd its fame And gave new edge to Lusitania's sword,

Tummell's rude pass can of its terrors tell, And taught her sons forgotten arms to wield

But ne'er from prouder field arose the name, Shiver'd my harp, and burst its every chord, Than when wild Ronda learn'd the conquering If it forget thy worth, victorious BERESFORD!

shout of GRÆME !** XV.I

XVIII. Not on that bloody field of batile won,

But all too long, through seas unknown and dark, Though Gaul's proud legions roll'd like mist (With Spenser's parable I close my tale,)tt away,

By shoal and rock hath steer'd my venturous Was half his self-devoted valour shown,

bark, He gaged but life on that illustrious day;

And landward now I drive before the gale. But when he toil'd those squadrons to array, And now the blue and distant shore I hail,

Who fought like Britons in the bloody game, And nearer now I see the port expand,
Sharper than Polish pike or assagay,

And now I gladly furl my weary sail, He braved the shafts of censure and of shame, And as the prow light touches on the strand, And, dearer far than life, he pledged a soldier's fame. I strike my red-cross flag and bind my skiff to land. would otherwise have rung over a field of glory such as Britain "Perhaps it is our nationality which makes us like better the never reaped before ; and on Lord Byron's account --because it tribute to General Grahame-though there is something, we be is inelancholy to see a man of genius duped by the mere cant of lieve, in the softness of the sentiment that will be felt, enn be words anal phrases, even when facts are most broadly confronted English readers, as a relief from the exceeding clamour and broad with them. If the poet has mixed with the origmal, wild, and boastings of all the surrounding stanzas."- Edinburgh Rerian magnificent creations of his imagination, prejudices which he ** This stanza alludes to the various achievements, of the war could only have caught by the contagion which he most professes like family of Grame, or Gruhame. They are said by tradition, to despise, it is he himself that must be the loser. If his lofty to have descended from the Scottish chiet, under wbuse command muse has soared in all her brilliancy over the field of Waterloo his countrymen stormed the wall built by the Emperor dutinis without dropping even one leaf oflare on the head of Wellington, between the Friths of Forth and Clyde, the fragments of which his merit can dispense even with the praise of Lord Byron. And are still popularly called Græme's Dyke. Sir John the Gramenet as when the images of Brutus were excluded from the triumphal "the hardy, wight, and wise," is well known as the friend of procession, his memory became only the more powerfully im. Sir William Wallace. Alderne, Kilsythe, and Tihherinuir, sere printed on the souls of the Romans--the name of the British hero scenes of the victories of the heroic Marquis of Montrine. The lines in which his praise is forgotten.".--Quarterly Review, vol am s forces and the 'Highlanders in 1699,

pass of Killycrankie is famous for the action between King W# xvi. 1816.)

" Where glad Dundee in frint huzzas expired." (MS. -" ( who shall grudge yon chief the victor's bays.") It is seldom that one line can number so many heroes, and irt + Nothing during the war of Portugal seems, to a distinct ob- more rare when it can appeal to the glory of a living descendant server, more deserving of praise, than the self devotion of Field- in support of its ancient renown. Marshal Beresford, who was contented to undertake all the The allusions to the private history and character of General hazard of obloquy which might have been founded upon any mis- Grahame may be illustrated by referring to the cloquent and carriage in the highly important experiment of training the Portu- fecting speech of Mr. Sheridan, upon the vote of thanks to the guese troops to an improved state of discipline. In exposing his Victor of Barona. military reputation to the censure of imprudence from the most it ("Now, strike your sailes, yee jolly mariners, moderate, and all manner of unutterable calunnies from the

For we be come unto a quiet rode, ignorant and malignant, he placed at stake the dearest pledge Where we must land some of our passengers, which a military man had to offer, and nothing but the deepest

And light this weary vessell of her lode. convietion of the high and essential importance attached to suc Here she a while may make ber safe abode, cess can be supposed an adequate motive. How great the chance

Till she repaired have her tackles spent of miscarriage was supposed, may be estimated from the genera And wants supplide; and then againe abroad opinion of officers of unquestioned talents and experience,

On the long voiago whereto she is bent : possessed of every opportunity of information : how completely Well may she speede, and farely finish her intent!" the experiment has succeeded, and how much the spirit and pa.

Faerie Queene, Book i. Canto 12.1 triotism of our ancient allies had been underrated, is evident, not 11 ("The Vision of Don Roderick has been received with less only from those victories in which they have borne a distinguished interest by the public than any of the author's other performar sharo, but from the literal and hiclily honourable manner in which ces; and has been read, we should imagine, with some dertip of with all its important consequraces, we owe to the indefatigable sonable expectations. Yet it is written with very considerable exertions of Field Marshal Beresford.

spirit, and with more care and effort than most of the author's 1 (MS.-"Not creates on that mount of strife and blood, compositions ;-with a degree of cfortindeed, which could

While Gaul's proud legions roll'd like mist away, scarcely have failed of success, if the author had not succeeded!
And rides of gore stained Albuera's tlood,

so splendidly on other occasions without any effort at all. or had And Poland's shatter'd lines before him lay. chosen any other subject than that which tills the cry of our ale And clarions hailld him victor of the day.

house politicians, and supplies the gabble of all the quidrunes in Not greater when he toild yon legions to array, this country, Cour depending campaigny in Spain and Portugal

"Twas life he perill'd in that stubborn game, --with the exploits of Lord Wellington and the spoliations of the And lite 'gainst honour when did soldier weigh?

French armies. The dominal subject of the poem, indeel, is the But, scif devoted to his generous aim,

Vision of Don Roderick, in the eighth century, but this is obvi Far dearer than his life, the hero pledged his fame."] ously a more prelude to the grand piece of our recent batller * $ (MS.--" Nor be his meed v'erpast who sadly tried

sort of machinery devised to give dignity and effect to their in With valour'e wreath to hide atlection's wound, troduction. In point of fact, the poem begins and ends with

To whom his wish Heaven for our weal denied.") Lori Wellington; and being written for the benefit of the plus: I MS.-“ From war to war the wanderer went his found, dered Portuguese, and upon a Spanish story, the thing could not Yet was his soul in Caledonia still;

well have been otherwise. The public, at this moment, will listen Hers was his thought," &c.)

to nothing about Spain, but the history of the Spanish war; and These linee cxcchine nuisier and more general panegyrics of bly nie. Scott's most impatient readers as very tedious interloper the commanders in Portugal, as much as the sweet and thrilling tones of the larp surpass an ordinary flourish of drums and

in the proper business of the piece. ... ... The Porm has scarcely

any story, and scarcely any characters; and consists, in truth trumpets."-Quarterly Revier.

almost entirely of a series of descriptions, intermingled with

plaudits and execrations. The descriptions are many of them comparing it with The Bard' of Gray, or that particular sceno very fine, though the style is more tursid and verbose than in the of Ariosto, where Bradamante bebulds the wonders of Merlin's better parts of Mr. Scott's other productions ; but the invectives torb, To this it has many strong and evident features of resem. and acclamations are too vehement and too frequent to be either blance; but, in our opinion, greatly surpasses it both in the dignity graceful or impressive. There is no climax or progression to re- of the olijects represented, and the picturesque efloct of the malieve the ear, or stimulate the imagination. Mr. Scott sets out on chiery. the very highest pitch of his voice; and keeps it up to the end of * We are inclined to rank The Vision of Don Roderick, not the measure. There are no grand swells, therefore, or over- only above The Bard,' but, (excepting Adam's Vision from the powering bursts in his song. All, from first to last, is loud, and Mount of Paradise, and the inatchless beauties of the sixth book clamorous, and obtrusive,-indiscriminately noisy, and often in of Virgil,) above all the historical and poetical prospects which effectually exaggerated. He has fewer new images than in his have come to our knowledge. The scenic representation is at other poetry-his tone is less natural and varied, -and be moves, once gorgcous and natural; and the language, and imagery, is upon the whole, with a slower and more laborious space."-JER altogether as spirited, and bears the stump of more care and FKEY, 1911,

polish than even the most celebrated of the author's former productions, It it please us less than these, we must attribute it in

part perhaps to the want of contrivance, and in a still greater de"Yo comparison can be fairly instituted between compositions gree to the nature of the subject itself, which is deprived of all so wbully diferent in style and designation as the present poem the interest derived from suspense or sympathy, and, as far as it and Mr. Scott's former productions. The present poem peither is connected with modern politics, represents a scene too near bas, nor, from its nature, could have the interest which arisen our immediate inspection to admit the interposition of the mafronu an eventful plot, or a detailed delineation of charucter ; anid gic glass of tiction and poetry."--Quarterly Rcview, October, We shall arrive at a far more accurate estimation of its merits by 1811.)

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