The National Register.
London, England, 1812-10-18 00:00:00

THE .I;ATIONA.I4 REGISTER.

-The arching. wave, that beats the blazing tide,
.And bids tit' unruly rage of fire sulisi•le.
But vain your toils ! the Dames triumphant rise,
. Now roar and tow'r resistless to the skies—
/Vow sudden check'd—what ti tourring fall
What deep red cloud mounts trIMI the er•thlting
Wide, wider still—its ample wines
i•peck'd by ten thousand slinks with stars of gold,
-And hov'ring o'er the prostrate ruin form
A mimic sky, above the fiery storm.
Friends to the Muse's sp•111! repress the sigh !
No longer dues their gam, lie
No
longer, :.s ye paot, mottritiog cast
A glance, reprt,,,cliful, at the frownitie waste,
Whilst stung with tam !egret, yew natant recalls,
The happy h vc spent witlitti its w•Ws, •
Wiwi: gay Tim Al.l t spread t;i✓ c cheer,
An.; compter'd vie..• and wall se-er;
I)rs.ii M row os; 's heart owl ilia 11 4)l*,
• Drew lion) your eyes the syn.:patine flow. •
What kand has rcar'd th' uprooted tr mple's base
Bevis's& the fallen glOries t.f tlie place?
Itec•ill'd the lii sto their f'•'r te stage
On' e more to please. reprove, inform the age
-2 his pt.hi.c spirit, ardent,
'Witt tu toti rebuke could check, no care could bind,
'Who, 'ere he prd.stri.te ruin felt his power,
Thru' clashing iaresistoil'd full 1114041; nit hour,
Woke in each breast the zeal utfl..9l'd his own
Aa d rais'd at last tht.Dranni's anzient rune.
Behold! whilst the wand'ring, Aluses came,
11'e, too, shall find an hospitable home;
Fur who would not, where late the wind of night
:Thin' dreary ruins roar'd, w'eli keen d light
;tear Sit•hi.sersitt pour the variegated strain,
:Now raise the broad. loud laugh, now wake the tragic pain
Or bask. where ft noes late 'cast their horrid glare, .
In the ,bri:.ltt glances of a thousand fait ?
And with successise peals of rapt ore Iry
To shake ow lune, new-risen to the sky ?
Thus, if a loftier strain can please yout ear
And innEtal, with immortal, m..y compare —,
Thus, when dissolving are bilrist•abA:iy,
And man reviving hails tit' eternal day.
Assembled round th' Almighty Pew'r we'll stand,
And watch the wonders of his plastic .
tsee new creations isur-t from Nature's iamb.
Where Chaos fr.'wn'd, inflow tal glories bloom.
Then view his work• complete; whilst peals of joy
Frutu sainted millions, shake immensity. •

his poem would excite, it is the less , .
wonderful that it should
evince, as-it indisputably does, marks of obscat iiy, hat shne,s,
and mediocrity. Certain it is, by hisl,ordship:s own ex-
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plicit tptimotty, that at the pet iod limited .1.):t the advertise-
ment for the icception of Addresses, he ,had declined writing.
Why he %yds applied to afterwards, and why he depatted
from b i previous resolutioit, I do not pretend to kiiow ; but
what I have stated, may pet hapi serve to extenuate his faults;
and diminish the disappointment of the public. W roe
not so aristocratical as our forefathers in literary matters.
A I.oid has owned " the .happy lines," but we *do not *find
th:u" the wit hitt:Mem," or, " the sense refines;" on the
contrary, we are dis.posvd to criticise them with additional
!eyerity, and it is to counteract this undue rigour, that I have
(Ken induced to ;_routile Vent with this explanatory cone.
munication.

I an, sir, your's, &c.

Oct. 13. !812.

CANDIDUS.

OCCAIONAI. ADDRE;S.
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PRIZEI .
In, one dread night our city caw, and
w.tht• dust. the Muse's hope mid wide,
Ili one short hour, triou livntnea tines ',was plum,
That poesy fled Writ t RIO, 1 D's new raised fane.
Ye uho them heard, uh sound, admired and scorned,
Wh sc smoothness mocked the icinsense they adorned,.
Through clouds of thought, son.r bright ideas whisk,
Me rockets tited f Surrey's Obeii.k..
Heard the tong columns ut fatiguing verse.
Wave o'er the pit,— phones on the Muse's !terse,
While thousands, who had sought the new raised dome,
Shrunk back', with 'empty tubs, to seek their home; • '
A, glared the latups on those who had got in,
Th,y. glaring back, returned it with a grin.
ELI ircoN, Lord BYRON'S verse to drawl,
• Usarp'd the :use's realm, and marked her fait:"
Say —sh .11 this new, nor less aspiring strait,.
Sp .kr, Where .once Joutssoses was—ain Drury-lane,
Know the same favour which the former knew,
A poem fit kir Drury, and for you
Yes—it shall ive —the magic of that natne••••••
A Lord, shall bald t it the torch of tame,
Bid the Committee all their honours shed,
And give it praise o'er all they have not read ;
That its pretered, attests the potent spell,
Indulze his Lordship's pride, and 5ay...." how well!"
As this Address far short falls of the last,
Oh I must we sink contrasted with the past,
011 Drury first your %Vane otrro N'e grunt and start,
Verpouered the softest, moved the sternest heatt ;
On Drury, Want ek'S latest laurels grew,
Here (with the subject, it has much to do),
Ile sighed his thanks, and wept his last adieu ;
But still forlliving wits. the wreath may bloom,
That only waste their odours on the tomb,
Such Bvitor claimed and claims,--nor you refuse
One tribute to revive his slumbering muse,
With garlands deck your own Mrs: A al DER% head I
Nor hoard your houuurs idly for the dead !
Friends of the men, who prologues write, and i)tysi
Our yon we call your voice unit ours to raise, -
It e'er a Lurdlitig's Hanle has led to fame.
And made us blush that you forbore to blames
If e'er the sinking stage could condescend
To soothe the sickly taste, it dare nut mend,
All re reproach may, present scenes refute,
And censure, wisely ioud, no more be mute !..-w
Oh I since your fiat stamps the Drama's laws,
Forbear to muck our woes, by your applause—
So pride shall doubly nerve young BUSBY'S powers,
Mtd his Address you'll hear,—perhaps all ours 1
And though we cannot, hope fur twenty guineas,
At leash we shall nut all be :scorned as arnica.