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Safe from detraction's venom-pointed tongue,

Free from the thoughts ambition's vot'ries fire,

Where calmly wandering, the woods


From the world's joyless scenes I may retire!

These are the dreams of hopebut ah! they fade

Swift, at the touch of stern reality; And soon again do life's dull cares invade, Its heart-corroding thoughts, and misery. O pleasing dreams, by fancy's pow'r ye're made,

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And false as sun-beams in a wintry sky!


By W. M. T.

They whose sight such dreary dreams engross, With their own visions oft astonish'd droop.' COLLINS. 'O WHY are the halls of yon castle laid waste?

And why moulder its turrets of stone? For warder a fairer sure never hath grac'd, This wild heath with moss over-grown.'

'O stranger, O stranger,' the warder replied
This castle, by magical spell,

Now moulders, to punish the falsehood and
Of its lady, the gay Rosabell.'

And who,' cried the stranger, C was gay

Who thus feels for her falsehood and

And how, by the power of magical spell,
Are the castle's fair turrets destroy'd?'

stranger, the gay Rosabell was a maid, Than whom fairer none ever was seen; For the soft smile of love round her lips sweetly play'd,

And languish'd her lovely blue een:

And dearly young Egbert he lov'd Rosabell,
Who as dearly his love did return;
And oft on her beauties enraptur'd he'd

With chalky-white cheek, in a windinge
sheet clad,

To wander with fiends o'er the green.

''Twas dark as the womb of the grave, save

when shed

The moon thro' a black c'oud its ray; Or glimmer'd where fed, on the limbs of the dead,

The blood-hound and wild-dog so grey.

'Twas, O stranger! a night that might strikė with affright

The soul of the warrior most bold;

But Egbert sate clasping his damsel so


Whilst heedless the tempest-fiend howl'd.

Where yet stands yon window the lovers
were plac'd,

And thus Egbert in extacy cried,
Whilst he press'd in his arms the fait
Rosabell's waist,

"O when shall I call thee my bride!"

"O tell me, fair maid, when thou'lt be my dear bride;

O bless me, and name the bright day; For the moments of transport are few, but its tide

Flows swiftly, too swiftly away."

"O press me not, Egbert, nor think that I'm cold,"

Thus answer'd the gay Rosabell, "That yet from thy wishes my hand I withold;

How I love thee, God only can tell!

"And I call on that God that I now speak the

That I never lov'd any but you:
Nor the riches of age, nor the beauty of youth,
Shall make me to Egbert untrue.

"I swear by that God, that none e'er on this

Hath imprinted the kisses of love;

I swear by that God that no youth ever
These lips with the transports of love.

"I swear by that God"-Cried a voice, “O
for bear!"

The maid turn'di n terror around;
When lo! on her neck, with a hideous stare,
A spectre his grisly arms bound.

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His heart it was pierc'd, yet in agony beat, And wide gap'd his throat with a wound; And his foetid breath fill'd, with a fev'rish heat,

The rooms of the castle around.

"O Rosabell, Rosabell," murmur'd the sprite,

"When I left you to seek Palestine, You gave me such kisses of rapt'rous delight,

And swore you would ever be mine.


"O Rosabell, Rosabell! then too you call'd

On that God for to witness your truth, And swore none e'er printed his kiss on your breast,

And swore by none other your lips had been press'd,

Nor by warrior, by eld, nor by youth;

And you call'd on that God, that, if false to your vows,


You might ne'er to the altar be led,
But clasp in your arms sonte grim corse for

your spouse,

And your bed be the bed of the dead.

"Now Ros bell, Rosabell, false are your vows,
And you'd ne'er to the altar be led,
But clasp in your arms my grim corse for your


And your bed be the bed of the dead.

"I sought Palestine, in the battle was slain, But, Rosabell, you knew it not;

But was struck with the riches and glitter so vain,

Of Egbert the lovely, the wealthy young swain,

And your vows to a warrior forgot.

"Then come to your bed, to the bed of the dead,

And clasp in your arms my grim corse: You shall eat at your wedding the penitent's


And drink of the cup of remorse."

The grey cock crow'd, away he strode,
And Rosabell ne'er was seen more:
Young Egbert he left not the dreary abode,
But senseless he sunk on the floor.

'The morning broke, the youth awoke,
"O Rosabell!" faintly he cried,
"With ghastly look, the fiend has took
My lovely, lovely bride."

'Long was he sad, and then grew mad,
And then young Egbert he died;
Since when each e'en, by hands unseen,
This castle has been destroy'd.'

"O warder, warder," the stranger cried,
"Tis a deadly tale you tell;
And long shall I think on this castle destroy'd,
To punish the falsehood, to punish the přide


By W. M. T-,

HENCE Ambition! demon, hence!
O'er me thou hast no pow'r;

Hence then, nor tempt me! demon, hence!
Thy charms are little recompence
For many a troubled hour.

Too well I know the wily art
With which thou chain'st the youthful heart,
And tempt'st to tread thy thorny ways;
I know as faise thy prospects glare
As fits the meteor through the air,
With quick and transient blaze.

When Splendour 'midst thy throng unfurls
Her gaudy banner to the wind;
And Honour, pointing to thy sky-crown'd


Maddens with potent spells the brain;
They see not where, in Mis'ry's chasm deep,
Her victim Disappointment hurls;

They see not, past thy noisy train,
Despair and Frenzy lurk behind!

Thou bidst the hero's breast with ardour

And onward press unknown to fear,
Unknown to Pity's trembling tear;
Seeking the path thro' hosts of slain,
And bounding o'er the gory plain,
As Glory calls him still pursuing,
Calious to tender Mercy's suing,
Onward still thou bidst him steer;
"Till, staid amid his bold career,
He falls he groans-and sinks beneath the
deadly blow.

Prompted by thee the tyrant grasps at pow'r,
Nor bears his suff'ring country's moans,
Nor hears the thousand thousand groans
Which bid him liberty restore;

Faction's clam'rous, troubled band,
And dire Oppression blast the land,-
'Till Justice hears the nation's cries,
And 'neath her lifted axe the mighty felon

For thee the poet wastes his youth
Amid the night's chill gloom:

For thee he scorns the listless joys
Which laughing Pleasure's vot'ries prize
And seeks to triumph o'er the tomb;
But ch! he feels the freezing haud

Of proud Contempt-his hopes disperse,
And Penury's haggard spectre-band

His tender bosom pierce :-
See his fiery eye-bails roll!

Frenzy marks him for her own ;-
Now, sunk in grief, his noble soul

Mourus each fond vision flown •

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Constantinople, April 11. ON the sth the capitan pacha sailed with his whole fleet, which has hitherto laid at anchor near the Seven Towers, for the Dardanelles. This fleet has on board a corps of chosen troops. The capitan pacha, a brave and experienced man, has positive orders from the Porte to attack the Russian fleet, which has, at present, only a few English ships of war with it. We therefore hourly expect advice of a sea engagement.

13. The grand vizier left this city on the 7th to repair to the Danube. He is to be followed by all the troops here. The Russians took upon them to detain the new Prussian envoy, baron Pilsach, some time at Bucharest. This minister has since arrived here by way of Widdia.

Turkish Frontier, April 20. It is reported that, as soon as the new pacha of Widdin, the successor of Pswan Oglou, heard that the pacha Suleimann had been killed by the Servians, after his departure from Belgrade, he ordered all the Christians of Widdin, about 3000 in number, to be murdered.

Konigsberg, May 5. The emperor of Russia, and the king of Prussia, after having spent a week at Georgenbourg (on the frontiers of New Eastern Prussia), have returned to Meme!. The two monarchs reviewed all the troops of



Prussian minister, baron Hardenberg; an it is believed this marked preference not a little contributed to procure for tha minister the portfolio for fo reign affairs. The emperor Alexander, it is said, has condescended to consult him in every thing; and this confi dence has been carried to such a degree as seriously to disquiet the Russian minister baron Budberg, who is at this moment at Königsberg.

According to every appearance, it seems certain that the first movement of the Russian and Prussian armies will have for its object the deliverance ofthe two fortresses of Dantzic and Graudentz. According to a.l accounts received here, the French army is also ready to put itself in motion, and waits only the sig nal for attack. A great battle appears inevitable, and very near.

Vienna, May 9. The marching of troops, which has lately taken place, is a natural consequence of the changing of quarters throu hout the army.

The Court Gazette of this day contains the following article from Tur key :

Elfi Bey, the known Mameloke chief, died suddenly. on the 36th of January, on his journ y between Damanhoura and Mahsur

His majesty is expected back from Ofen at Vienna, without taking a certain

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Warsaw, May 12. The grand army forms an uninterrupted line of 70 leagues, from Braunsberg, on the Baltic, to the Narew.

General Hutchinson is at Bartenstein, with the emperor of Russia and king of


Berlin, May 13. The courier Cretet, who arrived here yesterday from the head quarters, has brought intelligence that his majesty the emperor of the French was on the 8th in-tant at Elbing, where he reviewed on that day 18,000 cavalry, making part of the corps of his imperial highness the grand duke of Berg.

On the right bank of the Vistula below Dantzic there is a canal which forms an island. This was defended by 1000 Russians. The French attacked the island, 400 Russians were killed, and 600 made prisoners; all the redoubts were taken, and seventeen pieces of cannon.

The French have made a lodgment in the covered way of Dantzic. The siege of that city proceeds with all the success that can be expected.

Copenhagen, May 16. The emperor of Russia and the king of Prussia, according to advices from East Prussia, were on the 4th of May at Bartenstein, where general Hutchinson likewise


General Ruchel, who has received another appointment, is succeeded in the government of Konigsberg by general Lestocq. General Blucher has received the command of the Prussian troops.

Schwerin, May 17. The reports of a rupture of the armistice concluded be tween marshal Mortier, and baron Von Essen, which were circulated in consequence of the arrival of the king of Sweden at Stralsund, were entirely unfounded. His majesty has given baron Von Essen the most honourable proofs

mand of these troops, general Ruchef commanding under him.

Augsburg, May 18. We expect here to morrow the French horse chasseurs and cuirassiers: they will be followed by the Spanish regiment of Guadalaxara, and several other regiments. Sø much has been said lately of negotiations, and the reports which have been circulated are so contradictory, that it is difficult to know what to believe. It is, however, generally believed that the negotiations are not so far advanced as was believed. They say, that the emperor Napoleon, always anxious to employ all the means in his power to prevent the effusion of blood, had proposed peace to the emperor of Russia and the king of Prussia on very møderate terms; that the two sovereigns replied, that they were ready to treat, but that their connections with Great Britain and Sweden did not permit them to act without the participation of those It is said, that France did not oppose this proposition, declaring that she wished for a general peace. The principle of compensations was then proposed as the basis of peace. All these propositions have been communicated to the courts of London and Stock. holm, but their answers have not yet been received. The letters from Poland say, that these communications have been made through the medium of aides-de-camp, but that no diplomatic conferences have yet taken place. Baron St. Vincent, who represents the sovereign whose mediation has been accepted, had been made acquainted with what has passed; but it is feared that the intrigues of the English minister will frustrate the efforts of the friends of humanity.


Warsaw, May 25. The Russians have passed the Narew at several points,

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