When far away, each recollection dear, Was well preserv'd in memory's faithful store, Children of poesy we both were born, From earliest years our fond pursuits the same; Deceived by Hope, he thought some future morn Mary, for his, would yield her virgin name. He long indulged his faithless dreams of joy, The favourite thought that I should bless his home, He loved to think the chosen of his breast Lull'd by these visions fair, again we met: A deep despondency now seized his soul, Those eyes, so lately sparkling with delight, Now melt with sorrow, and now beam despair; His gloomy thoughts invoke death's endless night, To finish all his grief, his woe, his care. For her alone he lov'd, he cherish'd life, For her he wish'd to live, for her would die; Refused his dearest Mary for a wife, His bleeding heart would own none other tie. Dark meditations all his looks bespeak, He ponders o'er the dank untimely grave; But meek Religion takes the form he loves, But But hush, my muse, abruptly end the strain; But not to passers-by our griefs disclose! Condemn'd to sorrow from our early years, Where persecution shall no more oppress, Form'd by the pensive much-enduring boy. THE SABINE FARM. [From the Poem of this name, by ROBERT BRADSTREET, Esq. A. M.] OT from the wealth of Rome,' her smoke and noise,' For these no more Earth's fallen queen enjoys, But from the miracles of Art, that rise, eyes; Endless, to tempt, and tire the dazzled To where, behind Vacuna's mould'ring fane,' 5 10 Nor pass, unsung, cach interesting scene. Whose ruins mark the classic ground between. But, as we leave Rome's less'ning towers behind, How the past ages croud upon the mind! As seen through History's inverted glass, 15 We mark the distant generations pass; Till faint, and fainter still, the shadowy host, Fade gradual on our sight, and all is lost. In times, that 'scap'd the babbling tongue of Fame, Ere Rome, or elder Ilion, was a name! 20 Times, that beheld this very soil aspire, In awful burst of subterraneous fire! Hor. B. 1. E. 10. Line 1. Fumum, et opes, strepitumque Romæ. Hor. B. 3. O. 29. V. 19. Line 7. Hæc tibi dictabam post fanum putre Vacunæ. Line 22. The whole country about Rome is evidently of volcanic origin, and there are many quarries of lava, which must have flowed before any date of Roman history, as fresh as if they had flowed but yesterday, while others are in an evident state of dissolution. So great have been the natural as well as political revolutions of this most interesting country! A desart A desart horrible, of molten stone, 25 30 'Twas here, e'en here, the wide Tiburtine way, 'Mid heroes' tombs, through arcs of triumph lay! Still, Fancy views the nations swarm along, 35 Thro' the proud city-gates, a vast and various throng! Some guide the wheel, some, flying steeds control, Part seek the town, and part, the cooling rills, 40 45 How chang'd the scenel-where'er I turn my eye, The very ruins, whelm'd in ruin lie! Save where, fit archetype of mortal change, The tomb's huge fragment, or the broken range Of some far-stretching aqueduct, remain 50 The "sad historians" of the Roman plain: Athwart whose widely desolated span, "Lies, at full length, the nothingness of men." Muse! check the swelling strain-nor dare rehearse Themes that demand a Milton's mighty verse. 55 Line 29. Varro says, that when Rome was first built, the lower ground was a marshy lake, the remains of an extinct volcano; which may account for the story of Curtius leaping into the gulph, &c. See "Description of Latium," an elegant work, highly interesting to all lovers of classical antiquity. Line 30. Salve, magna parens frugum, Saturnia tellus, Mazna virum. Line 35. The modern road to Tivoli-follows the ancient Via Tiburtina with very little deviation. Line 46. The "Campagna di Roma," an immense flat of about 40 miles in diameter, is almost wholly surrounded by the sea and the Appenines-the former is of course seldom visible, but the Sabine Hills, as we approach them, present a very magnificent boundary, while to their left But (excepting occasional fragments of ruin) the painter will for many miles seek in vain for a foreground; for he will not find even so much as a tree, or cottage; while the present scene of desolation is made to appear still more desolate, by the recollection of its former populousness and fertility. Line 53. Qu, dans tout son etendu, git le Neant de l'homme. De Lille. Not Not thine to tell, how Time's destroying mace, Yet, of that splendor, scarce a twilight ray Thus, it we less compare to greater things "That once Albunea's matchless forest crown'd; "Whose high embowering woods, with shade divine, "Wav'd o'er old Faunus' venerable shrine; 85 "Where Latium's anxious King enquir'd his doom, "Big with the fate of yet unfounded Rome." Now Rome, with all her pride, is past away, Line 66. These baths, which were in such repute as to be frequented by Augustus (by whose name they are more generally known,, were built of the stone formed by successive depositions from the inundations of this sulphureous gulph. The colosseum, and the principal buildings of Rome, both ancient and modern, are of the same materials. The quarries now working, being composed of an infinity of such strata, give a pleasing ocular demonstration of the mode of their formation. Line 72. These exactly answer to Piiny's description of the Lacus Vadimonis-innatant insula herbidæ, &c. The middle part of the lake is so deep, that all attempts to fathom it are said to have been hitherto unsuccessful Line 82. Virgil could not have invented a more interest ng scite for the ora ele of Faunus (En. B. 9. v. 81) than this lake, when surrounded by a vast forest. Mr. Burke considered the words "ræva Mephitis" as so sublime an expression for an intolerable stink, that the author was almost tempted to retain it in his very close imitation of that fine passage, and read," Breathes insup portable Mephitis round." And, And, with o'er-arching forests unin brown'd, So short the boast of transitory man, While Nature, fix'd, pursues her everlasting plan. 95 Yet lo! where Hadrian's long drawn towers arise, 100 And batter'd grandeur braves the wrath of time. 105 Of his whole subject world, the proud epitome! 110 115 To the huge concave of yon massy walls, The long-forgotten Naiads she recalls From all their mountains: on whose treasur'd tide, 120 In hostile state, th' embattled navies ride. The vanquish'd groan, the victors shout amain! See real blood the mimic ocean stain While Rome's fierce sepators, with rude delight, 125 And loud applause, enjoy the martial sight. Line 107. He built his Tiburtine Villa in a wonderful manner, and named its principal parts after the most celebrated places and provinces, as the Lycæum, Academia, Prytaneum, Canopus, Poecile and Tempe: and that nothing might be omitted, even made an imitation of the infernal regions. Spart. in Hadrian. Line 110. The Canopus. The four here mentioned were among the chief deities of the Egyptians, whose statues have been dug up in this place; Anubis is represented with the head of a dog. The mouth of the Nile at Canopus is supposed to have been imitated by a channei be ween the walls terminating in the dome here alluded to. Some are of opinion that Neptune was worshipped under the name of Canopus. Line 111. The Nauma.hia; a favourite place of entertainment with the ancient Romans, who carried their representations of these naval combats so far, that the combatants were frequen.lv wounded and oven killed. Line 127. The imitation of the Vale of Tempe mast of course have borne a very distant resemblance to its archetype, for although the ground is not unBut |