The Rhode-Island Republican. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1809-1841, 1816-10-30
POETRY.
Fron, thr National LnseiLgeneer.
LORD BYRON.

LORD BYRON
Fsom the hands Of an attentive corssspsn-
dent IN london, We have received . small
pamphlet, entitled Lord Byron's Seven New
'fosms." We do not know that We have YET
iaforned our readers, what has found its way
into most Of our qe ewspspsrs, that the sspara-
zion Of the poet BrRoN frem his wife had, tor
some weeks, divided tho public attention 10
England with g marriage of their Princess
Royal. The uOlIdon papers are filed with
facts, conjecsures, poetry and nonsense on the
subject One would think" says our friend
on tho other side the wafer, "thsre WAS
"dcarth OF original matter here, to judge
from tho conversation on this meSely fami.
ely affair. I saw yesterday, in q shop win
"dow, ninth edition from aoother edition Of
"the same Poems, Of which, however, think
"ths enclosed has the advantage. Tho nine
"days' wonders of London are subject of
"cusious speculation. The dirgs of the COM
"mittss Of manufactures, more 6olcful TO the
"interests Of this country than the dsfeats At
"Pisusburg and Now o OrIsans to its military
"character, has been printed indsod, and with
"invidious' remarks, IN the Timss nevsPa-
"por hu, Il receives not half 80 much ation-
"as tho report Of a coroner, or the result Of .
"criminal's cxanination At Bow strest." 1t
read Lord Byron's dolorous cpistls to an in.
juied wife, nor yet his poetical snathema
against mischisvons go.betwsen but We
select. frsm this. poetic cclIeetion, produc-
tioD of q very different character. Without
ssgard to the correctness Of the sentiments,
II must bs admitted that lofty Independence
and manly energy runs through the whole
Poem, which does erodit TO It's authsr's pom.
We incline to think the Poem has been pub.
aishod in this country already, but not with
shc nacar fits author. Most Of the readers Of
this paper have probably not yet met with it.
oh, shame to thee, Land Of the Caull
Oh, shame to thy children and thees
Unwisc inthy glory, and base in thy fall.
How wrctched thy portion shall be
Derisibn shall strike thee forlorn.
mockery that never shall die
The curseA of Hate, and the Kisses Of seora
Shall bnrthen the winds Of thy sky,
And, proud Ger thy ruin, fof ever be hurl'd
xhe laughter Of Triumph, the jesrs Of the World
Oh. where il thy spirit yors.
The spirit that hreathss in thy dead,
wher gasntry's star was the beacon before.
And honor the passion that tedi
Thy s,orms have Awakend their sleep,
They groan from the place Of their rests
And wrathfully murmur. and suddenly weep,
To sec the foul stain on thy breast;
Nor where 10 the glory they lett thee in trust
'Hs scattered in darkness. tbs rampled IN dust'
90, look tn ough the kingdoms Of earth,
From Indus, Al round to the Pole,
And something Of goodness, .f honor. and WORTH
St all brighten the sins Of the soul'
Bus thou Art shns In thy shame.
The world Cannot liksn thee there;
Adherence and vice have ds6gur'd thy name
Beyond the low reach Of compare;
0tupendous in guilt, thou shalt lend us through time
A Provsrb. bys.word, for trsaeh'ry and crime!
While conquest illumin'd his sword,
While yet in his prowess he stood,
Thy praises still followed the steps Of thy Lord,
And welcom'd the torrent OF blood;
Tho tyranny sat on his crown,
And witherd the nations sfar,
Yet bright in thy view va: that De'po's renown'
Till fortune de serted HE car
Thsn back from the ChettHin thou slunkest away.
Tbs foremost to insult. the 6rst to bssrsy
Forgot were the feats no had done,
The tolls he had borne in thy cause,
Thou turnsd'st to worship new rising sun.
And watt other songs of applause;
But the s,orm was bcgining to lovr,
Adversely cJouded his beam:
And honor and faith we're the brag Of IN hour,
And loyaity's sef bat dream:
TO him thoH hadst bsnish'd Thy vows were rcstord'
Aud the 6rst that had seoi'd. were the hrst that
ador'd!
What tusnult thus burthens the sirs
What shrong thus sueiscles bis throne
'ris the shout Of delight, 'tis the millions thar swear
HE sceptrs shall rule them alone.
keversss shalt brighten their zeal,
Misfortune shall hallow his name.
And Ne werld that pursues him shall mournfully
feel
How qucnchless the spirt and fame
That Grenshmsn will breathe. when their hearts are
On Are,
Tor the Hefo they love. and the Chief they admire
Their here has rushed - the field;
His aurels are c6ver'd With shade
Hut where 10 the spirit that never should yield.
Tho loyalty never to fade
Ia a moment dssertion and guile
Abandon'd hin up 10 the foe,
The dastards that Aourisbd and grew by his smile,
- I'D h,u, IN