Like as it hung above the mortal fight

Of Naseby or Dunbar; or shone upon
That field of Poland, where the cause of right
Made it a second Marathon.

Shrining this Poet, who by tongue and pen,
Laughed at the little hour of tyrant laws;
Who pleaded for oppressed and noble men,
Great Kosciusko's cause.

For not the tree is blasted, but the leaf

Has seared and fallen in its winter time: The fruit is garnered, and the drooping sheaf Has shed its golden prime.

Instead of anthem or lamenting dirge,

'Ye Mariners of England' steals along, Whilst to the fancy's ear, the ocean's surge Makes musical the song.

The good achieved on earth by one so just,

Falls on the heart like prayer in this sad hour, Teaching that truth springs upward from our dust, That mind is real power

Whilst Britons hold dominion of the sea

Whilst they deserve the glory of their fame,

One word shall nerve the weak and prompt the free'Tis CAMPBELL'S name!"

ANALYSIS OF PART I.

THE Pоem opens with a comparison between the beauty of remote objects in a landscape, and those ideal scenes of felicity which the imagination delights to contemplate.-The influence of anticipation upon the other passions is next delineated.-An allusion is made to the well-known fiction in Pagan tradition, that, when all the guardian deities of mankind abandoned the world, Hope alone was left behind.-The consolations of this passion in situations of danger and distress.-The seaman on his midnight watch.-The soldier marching into battle.-Allusion to the interesting adventures of Byron.

The inspiration of Hope, as it actuates the efforts of genius, whether in the department of science or of taste.-Domestic felicity, how intimately connected with views of future happiness.-Picture of a mother watching her infant when asleep.-Pictures of the prisoner, the maniac, and the wanderer.

From the consolations of individual misery, a transition is made to prospects of political improvement in the future state of society. The wide field that is yet open for the progress of humanizing arts among uncivilized nations.-From these views of amelioration of society, and the extension of liberty and truth over despotic and barbarous countries, by a melancholy contrast of ideas we are led to reflect upon the hard fate of a brave people recently conspicuous in their struggles for independence -Description of the capture of Warsaw, of the last contest of the oppressors and the oppressed, and the massacre of the Polish Patriots at the Bridge of Prague.-Apostrophe to the self-interested enemies of human improvement. The wrongs of Africa.-The barbarous policy of Europeans in India-Prophecy in the Hindoo mythology of the expected descent of the Deity, to redress the miseries of their race and to take vengeance on the violators of justice and mercy.

AT summer eve, when Heaven's aerial bow
Spans with bright arch the glittering hills below,
Why to yon mountain turns the musing eye,
Whose sunbright summit mingles with the sky?
Why do those cliffs or shadowy tint appear
More sweet than all the landscape smiling near?—
'Tis distance lends enchantment to the view,
And robes the mountain in its azure hue.

Thus, with delight, we linger to survey The promised joys of life's unmeasured way; Thus, from afar, each dim-discovered scene More pleasing seems than all the past hath been; And every form, that Fancy can repair From dark oblivion, glows divinely there.

What potent spirit guides the raptured eye

To pierce the shades of dim futurity?

Can Wisdom lend, with all her heavenly power,
The pledge of Joy's anticipated hour?
Ah, no! she darkly sees the fate of man-
Her dim horizon bounded to a span;
Or, if she hold an image to the view,
'Tis nature pictured too severly true.