Alexandria daily gazette, commercial & political. [volume] (Alexandria [Va.]) 1808-1812, 1811-09-05
THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 5.
For the alexandria Gazette.
THE MIRROR,
BY DAVID DIARY AND OTHERS.
REVIEW.


BY DAVID DIARY AND OTHERS.
REVIEW.
The Curse Of Kehama; Poem, ty 10
bert Southey.
CONCLUDED.
The beginning of the fourth Canto IN
,roduees us to Ladurlad and Kailyal on
the morning succeeding the intiiction OF
the curse on the former.
Reclined beneath cocoa's feathery shade
I.adurlad lies,
And Kailyal on his lap her head hath LAID,
To hide her streaming eyes
The boa,man, sailing on his easy way,
With enviouseye beheld themwhere they lay;
For every herb and Hover
Was fresh and fragrant with the early dew,
Sweet sung the birds in that delicious hour,
And the cool gale of morning as 1t blew,
Not vet subdued by days increasing power,
Rufiing the surface of the silvery stream,
swent DER the moisten'd sand, and raised no
shower.
Telling their tale of love.
-- The boatman thought they lay
At that lone hour, and who SO blest as they!
The following is Mr.. Southey's descrip-
ton of the Swerga. or the Paradise OF In
dra. the God of the Elements, & reminds
us of the glowing creations of Ariosto.
In the mid garden tower'd a giant tree;
Rock-rooted on mountain-top, it grew,
Rear'd its unrivall'd head on high,
And stretch'da thousand branches o'erthe sky,
Drinking with all its leaves celestial dew,
Lo! where from thence as from living well
A thousand torrents How!
For still in one perpetual shower,
Like diamond drops, ETHEREAL waters tell
From every leaf of all its ample bower.
Rolling adown the steep
From that aerial height,
Through the deep shade of aromatic trees,
Half-seen, the cataracts shoot their CLEANS OF
light,
And pour upon the breeze
Their thousand voices far away the roar,
In modulatiens of delightful sound,
Half-heard and ever varying, floats around.
Below, an ample lake expanded lies,
Blue as the o'er-arching skies;
Forth issuing from that lovely lake
A thousand rivers water paradise.
Full to the brink, yet never Overlooking,
Theycool the amorous gales, which ever blow
ing,
~
Then winging back their way,
Their vapors to the parent tree repay;
And ending thus where they began,
And feeling thus the source from whence they
came,
The eternal rivers of the Swerga ran
For ever rehovate, yet still the same
On that ETHEREAL lake whose waters lie
Dl,a IL like onOthar SE
The elements had rear'd their kings abode
A strong controlling power Their strife sus-
pended
And there their hostile essences they blend
To form palace worthy of the god.
Built on the lake the waters were Its toor {;
And here its walls were water arCh'd with hire,
And here were fire with water vaulted DER;
And spires and pinnacles OF fire
Round watery cupolas aspire,
And domes of rainbow rest on fiery towers,
And roofs of fame are turretted around
With cloud, and shafts of cloud with flame are
bound,
Tn describing the ancient city OF Baly,
which remained standing amidst the wa
tiers Of the ocean, and which Ladurlad sur
veys in his search after Ereenia, we be-
lieve Mr.. southey has set foot in a part OF
@ The laureate Wales profound recess
Where never poet Guild a wreath before
The passage is eminently beautiful but
too long for insertion.
MIR. Southey's Tadalon (without being
ser,iIe copy reminded us forcibly of the
Uetis of Homer and Virgil; and this spir-
tied part of his Poem wore to US an adii-
t;opai charm from its resemblance to the
tales we had learned from classic love OF
these dolorous regions: the school boy
will recognize old Charon's boat in Va
mems enchanted vessel.
There in creek, vessel lay,
Just on the confines OF the DAY,
1t rode at anchor In the bay,
These yenturoGs pilgrims to convey
Across that outer sea.