The Rhode-Island Republican. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1809-1841, 1836-03-30


Literary Gazette. Ii is poem of uncom-
mon beauty, and the author has arranged a
funeral train more honorable to the lamen-
ted Scott than ever followed Prince or Po-
tentate to the habtations of the dead.
What other man has ever lived whose gem
ius presided over such a world, or around
whose memory hovered such host of his
own creation! EDS. PRov. JOURNAL.
DRYBURGH ABBEY.
Twas morn-but not the ray which falls the summer
boughs among
When beauty walks in gladness FORTH with all her
light and song
Twas morn-but mist and cloud hung deep upon
the lonely vale,
And shadows, like the wings ofdeath, were out upon
the gale.
For He whose spirit woke ths dust of nations into
That DER the waste and barren earth spread flowers
and iruitage rife
Whose genius like the sun, illumed the mighty
realms of mind,
Had fled forever from the fame, love, friendship Of
mankind
To wear wreath in glory wrought his spirit swept
affair,
Beyond the soaring wing of thought, the light Of
star;
To drink immortal waters, free from every taint of
earth
kT &, al
whence worlds had birth
There was waihng on the early breeze, and darkness
in the sky,
When, with sable plume, and cloak and PAIL funeral
train wep,by;
Methought-St Mary shield us well thai, other
forms moved there
Then those of mortal brotherhood the noble, young
and fair
Was it dream l-how oft, in sleep, we ask, "Can
this be true'"
Whist warm Imagination paints her marves to ON
Earth $ glory seems a tarnshed crown to that which
we behold,
When dreams enchant our sight with things who's
meanest garb is gold
Was it dream'-methough the q" dauntless Harold
passed me by
The proud FitzJames" with martial step, and dark
intrepid eye;
That " Marmion's' naughty crest was there, a
mourner for his sake
, And shs-the bold the beautiful sweet Lady OF
! the Lake"
The minstrel" whose last lay Ger, whose
broken harp lay low,
And with him glorious Waverly," with glance and
{ stepofwo;
And Stuar,'s' voice rose there, as when, midst
fate's disastrous war,
He lod the wild, ambitious proud, and brave Ich
Ian Vohr."
Next, marvelling a, his sable suit, the " Dominic
stalked past,
With Bertranl, Julia" by his side, whose tears
: were flowing fast;
" Guy Mannering," too moved there o'erpow'reG
by rha, affecting sight;
And Merres" us when she wept on Ellangowai
height
4 Solemn and grave Monkbarns' approached
amidst that burial line
-. And Ochiuee" lean, DER his staff, and mournet
for Aud lang syne "
Slow marched the gallant Nc lniyre' Wills
Lowell unused alone;
gor once. Miss Wardour's" image left that bosorn
l.. faithful throne
WIFI coronach, and arms reversed, forth came " Mn
: Gregors" clan
e Red Douglas cry pealed shriIl and wild" ho'
A Rows" bold brow looked wan;
The fair Diana" kissed her cross, and blessed 1t
sain,ed ray;
And "Wae is me" the Bae" sighed that
should see this day"
: Mex, rode in melancholy guie, with 'ombre YES
and scarf,
Sir Edwaad, Laird of Ellissaw, the farrenowne'
! Black Dwarf"
Upon his left, in bonnet blue, and white locks low
ing free
!, The pous sculptor Of the grave--s-ood Old hor'a
+, iy!'
u Balfour Of Burley," Clayerhouse,' the LORD
Evandas,
e And stately Lady Margaret whose wo nigh
y noughi avail
: Fierce Boutwell, on his charger black, as nom ID
:, conflict won;
u And pae Habakkuk Mucklewrath.' who CRED
Gods will be done =
y And like a rose young white rose tha' o'oo"
Is mid widest scenes,
y Passed she,--the modest, eloquent, and 'Htnou
ro.nn;n naaps.W