But when I gain the home without a friend, And prefs th' uneafy couch where none attend, "Farewell! when ftrangers lift thy father's bier, 440 And place my nameless stone without a tear; When each returning pledge hath told my child 445 That Conrad's tomb is on the defert pil'd; And when the dream of troubled fancy fees Its lonely rank-grafs waving in the breeze; Who then will foothe thy grief, when mine is o'er? Who will protect thee, helplefs Ellenore? 450 Shall fecret scenes thy filial forrows hide, Scorn'd by the world, to factious guilt allied? 455 And smile on Innocence, for Mercy's fake !" Infpiring thought of rapture yet to be, The tears of love were hopeless, but for thee! If in that frame no deathless spirit dwell, Why do I joy the lonely spot to view, By artless friendship bleft when life was new? Eternal Hope! when yonder fpherea fublime Peal'd their first notes to found the march of Time, Thy joyous youth began-but not to fade.- When all the fifter planets have decay'd; When rapt in fire the realms of ether glow, And Heav'n's laft thunder shakes the world below; Thou, undifmay'd, fhalt o'er the ruin fmile, And light thy torch at Nature's funeral pile! END OF PART SECOND. 465 470 Note 1. And fuch thy ftrength-infpiring aid that bore The hardy Byron to his native shore. The following picture of his own diftrefs, given by Byron in his fimple and interefting narrative, juftifies the description in p. 10. After relating the barbarity of the Indian Cacique to his child, he proceeds thus:" A day or two after, we put to fea again, and croffed the great bay I mentioned we had been at the bottom of, when we firft hauled away to the weftward. The land here was very low and fandy, and something like the mouth of a river which discharged itself into the sea, and which had been taken no notice of by us before, as it was so fhallow that the Indians were obliged to take every thing out of their canoes, and carry it over land. We rowed up the river four or five leagues, and then took into a branch of it that ran firft to the eastward and then to the northward here it became much narrower, and the stream exceffively rapid, fo that we gained but little way, though we wrought very hard. At night we landed upon its banks, and had a moft uncomfortable lodging, it being a perfect swamp; and we had nothing to cover us, though it rained exceffively. The Indians were little better off than we, as there was no wood here to make their wigfo that all they could do was to prop up the wams ; bark, which they carry in the bottom of their canoes, and |