Phenix gazette. [volume] (Alexandria [D.C.]) 1825-1833, 1833-04-24
wEpN Es.pAY 1paN1NGs ApssGh BIB 1885,
Like Samuel from the grave, to freeze once

more
The blood Of monarchs with his prophecies,
Or be alive again-again all boar
With time aud trials, and those hel pless eyes,
And heartess daughters, worn and pale,
and poor;
Would he adore Sultan? he obey
The intellectual eunuch Castlereagb!
Cold.booded, smooth faced, placid miscreant!
DabbIng its sleek young hands in Erin's
gOer,
And thus for wider carnage taught to pant,
Transferred to gorge upon sister shore,
The vuIgarest tool that tyranny could want,
With Just enough Of talent, aud no more,
To lengthen letters BY another liked,
And offer poison long already mixed.
An orator Of such set trash of phrase,
lneffably -Iegtima vile,
That even its grossest tiatterers dare not praise,
Nor foes-ail nations-condescend to smile;
Not even sprightly blunder's spark can blaze
From that Ixion grindstone's ceaseless toll,
That turns and turns to give the world notion
Of endless torrents and perpetual motion.
A bunsler even in its disgusting trade,
And botchins, patching, leaving still behind
Something of which ITS masters are afraid,
States to be curbed, and thoughts TO be con.
fined,
Conspiracy or congress to be made
Cobbling at manaces for all mankind
A tinkerng slave. maker. who mends all chains,
With God and mans adherence for its
gains.
II We may Judge of matter BY the mind,
Emasculated to the marrow. IL
Hath but two objects, how to serve. and bind,
Deemlng the chain it wears even men may
fit,
Eutropius of its many masters. blind
To worth as freedom, wisdom as to wit,
FearIess-because no feeling dwells in ice,
Its very courage stagnates to a vice.
Where shall turn me not 70 uiem Its bonds,
For will never feel the@j-ital,!
Thy late reviving Roman soul desponds
Beneath the lie this state-thing breathed DER
Thy canking chains, and Erln's yet green
wounds,
Have voices-tongues to cry aloud for me.
Europe has -allies-kings-ar still,
And Southey lives to sing them very III.
Meantime, Sir Laureate, proceed to dedl'
cate,
In honest simple verse, this song to you.
And, if in fatterIng strains do not predicate,
'ris that still retain my 'buf and blue;'
Nv politics a. yet are all to educate:
Apostacy's SO fashionable. too,
To keep one creed's task grown quite Her
culean:
Is is not so, my Tory, ultra Julians'
We subioin fragment on the back OF the MS.
4 Canto I. which we suspect the poet must have
originally designed for part of preface. after
10 own fashion, to Don Juan. 1t is a terrible
tanza:
~ would to heaven that were so much clay,
As am blood, bone, marrow, passion, feei'
ing
Because at least the past were pass'd away
And for the future-(but write this reel'ng'
So that seen to stand upon the celling)
Isay-,he future is serious matter
And so-for Gods sske-hock and soda wa
teri"
Another new stanza, fragment too, is as follows:
. Time has approved Eunui to be the best
of friends, aud opiate draughts; your love and
wine
Which shake so much the human brain and
breast, -,
Must end IN lansuor;-men must sleep like
swine;
The happy lover and the welcome guest
Both sink at last into swoon divine:
Sull of deep raptures and Of bumpers, they