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He nor heaps his brooded stores,
Dauntless on his native sands The dragon-sont of Mona stands;
The red dragon is the device of Cadwallader, which
all his descendants bore on their banners.
In glittering arms and glory drest,
TOBIAS SMOLLETT, well known in his time for collection, as the author of "The Tears of Scotthe variety and multiplicity of his publications, was land," the "Ode to Leven-Water," and some other born in 1720, at Dalquhurn, in the county of Dum- short pieces, which are polished, tender, and picbarton. He was educated under a surgeon in turesque; and, especially, of an "Ode to IndepenGlasgow, where he also attended the medical lec- dence," which aims at a loftier flight, and perhaps tures of the University; and at this early period he has few superiors in the lyric style. gave some specimens of a talent for writing verses. As it is on this ground that he has obtained a place in the present collection, we shall pass over his various characters of surgeon's mate, physician, historiographer, politician, miscellaneous writer, and especially novelist, and consider his claims as a minor age. poet of no mean rank. He will be found, in this
Smollett married a lady of Jamaica: he was, unfortunately, of an irritable disposition, which involved him in frequent quarrels, and finally shortened his life. He died in the neighborhood of Leghorn, in October, 1771, in the fifty-first year of his
No torrents stain thy limpid source;
Still on thy banks so gaily green,
The Saxon prince in horror fled
The curlew scream'd, the Tritons blew
And Independence saw the light.
The light he saw in Albion's happy plains,
The smiling infant to their charge consign'd;
Accomplish'd thus, he wing'd his way, And zealous rov'd from pole to pole, The rolls of right eternal to display,
And warm with patriot thoughts the aspiring soul On desert islets it was he that rais'd
Those spires that gild the Adriatic wave,
Where Tyranny beheld amaz'd
Fair Freedom's temple, where he mark'd her grave
He steel'd the blunt Batavian's arms
Won from the skirts of Neptune's wide domain.
He, with the generous rustics, sate
On Uri's rocks in close divan ;t
And wing'd that arrow, sure as fate,
Arabia's scorching sands he cross'd,
The all-cheering hymns of Liberty to sing.
Those sculptur'd halls my feet shall never tread,
† Alluding to the known story of William Tell and his * The par is a small fish, not unlike the smelt, which it associates, the fathers and founders of the confederacy tr rivals in delicacy and flavor.
the Swiss Cantons.
Where ever-dimpling Falsehood, pert and vain,
In Fortune's car behold that minion ride,
Nature I'll court in her sequester'd haunts
GEORGE LORD LYTTELTON.
GEORGE LORD LYTTELTON, born at Hagley, in In 1741, he married Lucy, the daughter of Hugh Jan. 1708-9, was the eldest son of Sir Thomas Fortescue, Esq. a lady for whom he entertained the Lyttelton, Bart. of the same place. He received purest affection, and with whom he lived in unabated his early education at Eton, whence he was sent to conjugal harmony. Her death in child-bed, in 1747, Christ-church College, in Oxford. In both of these was lamented by him in a "Monody," which stands places he was distinguished for classical literature, prominent among his poetical works, and displays and some of his poems which we have borrowed were much natural feeling, amidst the more elaborate the fruits of his juvenile studies. In his nineteenth strains of a poet's imagination. So much may year, he set out on a tour to the Continent; and suffice respecting his productions of this class, which some of the letters which he wrote during this ab- are distinguished by the correctness of their versifi sence to his father are pleasing proofs of his sound cation, the elegance of their diction, and the delicacy principles, and his unreserved confidence in a vene- of their sentiments. His miscellaneous pieces, and rated parent. He also wrote a poetical epistle to his History of Henry II., the last the work of his Dr. Ayscough, his Oxford tutor, which is one of the age, have each their appropriate merits, but may best of his works. On his return from abroad, he here be omitted. was chosen representative in parliament for the The death of his father, in 1751, produced his borough of Oakhampton; and being warmed with succession to the title and a large estate; and his that patriotic ardor which rarely fails to inspire the taste for rural ornament rendered Hagley one of bosom of an ingenuous youth, he became a distin- the most delightful residences in the kingdom. At guished partisan of opposition-politics, whilst his the dissolution of the ministry, of which he com father was a supporter of the ministry, then ranged posed a part, in 1759, he was rewarded with eleva under the banners of Walpole. When Frederic tion to the peerage, by the style of Baron Lyttelton Prince of Wales, having quarrelled with the court, of Frankley, in the county of Worcester. He formed a separate court of his own, in 1737, Lyt- died of a lingering disorder, which he bore with telton was appointed secretary to the Prince, with pious resignation, in August 1773, in the 64th year an advanced salary. At this time Pope bestowed of his age. his praise upon our patriot in an animated couplet:
Free as young Lyttelton her cause pursue,
THE PROGRESS OF LOVE.
IN FOUR ECLOGUES.
1. Uncertainty. To Mr. Pope.
2. Hope. To the Hon. George Doddington.
TO MR. POPE.
POPE, to whose reed beneath the beachen shade,
Though now, sublimely borne on Homer's wing,
To the green margin of a lonely wood,