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sufficient to blast all his hopes-asa (which Heaven forbid !) be unsuccesssingle spark will cause the explosion ful, think not that our endeavours will of the largest powder magazine. I be forgotten, or that our country will have latterly felt so acutely the un

to remember us. certainty of my situation, that I am friend, the tyrant laws may condemn determined to hasten the event of our us, and tyrant authority asperse and plan; for any conclusion would be vilify our characters; but rely on it preferable to protracted suspense.' that Irishmen shall reverence the

I know not,' I returned, whether names of Kến and Emmet while it is desirable to persist in your patriotism has admirers, or Ireland scheme; for the reasoning of our a friend. Our country has never been friend, the Exile, never appeared to ungrateful ; and so few have been her me so rational as since I entered this benefactors, that she is prodigal of depot of rebellion. A thousand thanks for even dubious favours. Of thoughts start up in my mind, which us she can have but one opinion; for I can neither allay nor satisfactorily ingenious enmity cannot attribute any account for. These scattered instru- but laudable motives to our designs. ments of destruction proclaim that, in For Ireland I will spend my private the event of an insurrection, numbers fortune; and for Ireland I shall, please must die ; but how many are to taste God, venture my life. Kosciusko is the bitterness of death defes human a name as beloved in Poland as that calculation. Ourselves, too, may be of Washington in America. among the fallen ; and, what is more, But reverse this gloomy picture, our cause may be unsuccessful.' and look-as humanity should ever

All these, interrupted Emmet, look-upon the bright side of things ; •depend upon events and circum- for defeat does not always terminate stances, about which we can know daring enterprises. Reflect upon the nothing positive ; 'tis for us only to consequences of success ; our enemies ascertain the probability of success, vanquished, our arms triumphant, and to persevere in the course which and Ireland free! Our names assohonour and duty point out. Enough ciated with the liberators of nations, for us to know that Ireland requires and ourselves overwhelmed with the the standard of revolt to be raised by grateful benedictions of an emancisome one; and that neither defeat nor pated people! Our youth will increase triumph can add to or diminish our the general wonder; and the means by consciousness of rectitude. Impedi- which we shall achieve such illustrious ments may crowd the long perspective actions will augment the pleasing before us; but beyond these are amazement. Add to this the exalted glory, honours, and immortality-re- stations we shall occupy, and the wards for obtaining which no sacri- joyful approbation of our own bosoms; fice is too great-no enterprise too and tell me, is not our present situa. dangerous.

tion, taking all things into account, Let not,' he continued, 'my ap- one that might well be envied ? Defeat prehensions, too carelessly expressed, cannot deprive us of honour, nor damp the ardour of your soul; for the death of glory; while success, if obreasons which first induced you to tained, has in store for us all those einbark in this best of causes are rewards which ever graced the most the same now as then, whatever argu- fortunate of mankind. ments you may have heard to the Opportunities for great actions," contrary. We are young and unen- says the moralist,“occur but seldom;" eumbered; defeat can neither distress and surely lie ill deserves honour who our friends nor ruin ourselves; for lets the opportunity pass when it prewhat have to lose but life? and life is sents itself. Glory has found us, and held by so uncertain a tenure, that a let us embrace her; the tide of our thousand daily accidents may deprive affairs is at the flood, and let us emus of it; and that too so suddenly and bark upon the waves of fortune: we so soon as to leave our memory with- are well attended, and Heaven seems out an accompanying deed to keep it propitious. A thousand years may afloat on the stream of time. Ad. pass, and a more favourable moment mitting for an instant that we shall inay not again occur.

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• What! still thoughtful ? Oh, I see I know its value,' he rejoined ; Miss J-has whispered something and, because I know it, I wish to into your ear which has operated unfa- place it where its worth may be apvourably upon your mind. Well, I preciated. The stagnant vale of incan excuse you; for a being of such glorious ease is for those domestic perfect loveliness might well disturb enamoured souls who are content to a hermit's prayer, though I will not pass a life of inactive worthlessness, allow her to divert a patriot's pur- and who wish to enjoy affection withpose.

out having merited love. Mine is a • Then,' said I, you will not pardon higher ambition : I must make myself love in a conspirator?'

worthy of the woman of my 'I can not only pardon it,' he re- and the glory which sheds its lustre plied, but sincerely wish that the on the husband shall reflect its splentender passion may be always blended dour on the wife. Heaven forbid that with the amor patriæ; for he that an excuseable passion should thwart anticipates the commendation of a the great design of my life, or cause beloved mistress can never act dis. me, for an instant, to neglect my honourably. My friend,' he con- country's good, for the purpose of tinued, rising, and ing me by the promoting my own personal advanhand, 'I, too, have one, whose praise tage. What earthly possession could I wish to merit, and whose exaltation, equal the glory of having freed Irenext to my country, is the first wish land from foreign domination ? and, of my heart.

She is kind, she is though failure might partially oblovely, and Heaven only knows how struct its rays, we never can be degood!

prived of the consciousness of having • And yet,' I interrupted, you deserved it.” would fing away this jewel, with- I was unable to make any opposition out having the untutored Indian's to his arguments, and soon after we apology, for you know its value.'

left the depot.

GODFREY K-N.

LOCH ANA PEISTHA.

Upon a dark lake's margin I have stood,

Whose gloomy waters wash a narrow shore ;
And high above that ever-murmuring flood

Black mountains rise, around whose heads the hoar
Of wintry vapours hang ;-and hoarse and rude

The storms outrageous through the deep glens roar :
From the dark mirror darker forms are given-
The blasted pine that clings to masses rough and riven.
The red-brown heath-the stunted oak, with root

Bare as the bare rock, whence for ages past-
It draws not substance for a single shoot,

Yet, stubborn still, defies the stubborn blast;
As two dark champions furious in dispute

Rush on with mutual blows, till one at last,
Subdued, not vanquished-stricken, not dismayed-
Yieldeth not up the fight till Death him low have laid.
If ye look upward to that mountain height,

Ye'll see the red stream from the cleft rock pouring-
The wild goat bounding, and the dizzy flight

Of the brown eaglet o'er the summit soaring
Ye'll see-ye'll see a most soul-stirring sight-

Ye'll hear the voices of the wild waves roaring-
Hear the lone raven speaking from the skies,
And mark the surly grouse loud challenge as he flies !
Some love a sweet Spring day, when the young blades

Of all the tender herbs and grasses shoot

Their fibrous fingers forth to paint the glades,

And vales, and meads, as from each grappling root
The aspiring juice ascends, and leafy shades

Spread their green veils, where many a mellow flute
Full many a shepherd tunes for lovely ears,
And Nature loud exults, and spurns her wintry tears.
Her children all perceive proud Summer nigh,

For joy exchanging recent grief and fear;
And each full blossom lifts its head on high,

Gently inviting some sweet songster there,
Should • little Bob' his endless ditties try,

Or the brown throstle greet the rising year,
Revelling in music with his liquid notes
From the green tasseled larch, on which he early dotes.
Some love the year ere blustering storms have fled

(While buds and leaves still in their chambers keep)
'The golden crocus bursting from its bed,

First, hardiest, riser from its wintry sleep-
The green-edged snowdrop with its pendant head,

Which for some long lost cause doth yearly weep;
And, as you pass its cold lorn dwelling by,
Yearly exacts the simple tribute of a sigh.
You sigh to see a thing so fair and bright

All unprotected from the world's rude blast,
Which smites its beauties ; (as the savage kite

Rends the young linnet from the nest just past)
A tender object 'waked from a long night

Of darkness and of storm, and roughly cast,
Like some lone bark upon the blackening rage
Of the unrelenting sea, when winds and waves engage.
And some to Summer-some to Autumn-yield

That envied crown, which each in turn should win ;
Behold !' they say, 'the lilies of the field-

Behold! they toil not, neither do they spin;
No structures proud their bright, though frail, forms shield,

No ermined robes-golden, silk-fluttering ;
Yet they shine out their narrow span-bright days !
Ay! Solomon was not arrayed like one of these!'
But I of each the beauties can partake,

And haunt the vale, the mountain, or the cave;
But most of all I honour thee, dark lake!*

And view with wonder thy mysterious wave:
Belowthe unfathomed dwelling of the snake;+

Above-the grove, MỘThuile's I peaceful grave;
Deep in the vale sleeps Superstition's soul,
And sadness, shades each part, and gloom inwraps the whole !

R.

* Glen-da-loch, 'a most gloomy romantic spot in the county of Wicklow.'

+ Old stories tell how, when St. Kevin commenced founding his monastery at Glendaloch, an enormous serpent issued each night from his watery abode, and destroyed what the saint had built during the day, till at last, by the efficacy of his prayers, the reptile was seized and strangled by Lupar the wolf-dog, whose image in the embraces of the Fish' is still to be seen depicted in very rude, but curious, relief on the cornice of a ruined arch.

$ Half way up the southern mountain lies the grave of M'Thuile, or O'Toole, an Irish king and hero. His tomb, on which some Irish character is still legible, is beautifully overshadowed by alders and weeping birch-a most secluded and solitary spot.

CROSSING THE LINE.

By the Author of · Greenwich Hospital.' “ 'Pun deck, there! roared the undertaking. You could nae get a look-out from the topsail-yard (it body to do it for me, coad ye? I woad was about five bells in the morning no mind the share of a gill o'grog watch)-''Pon deck, there!' 'Hal- whex they pipe to dinner. Gill of loo!' responded the second lieute- grog,, Jemmy!', replied the boatnant, advancing along the gangway swain's mate; 'why, I wouldn't underfrom the quarter-deck. • Halloo! take it for a gallon of rum ; but I can see the equinutshell, sir, a come, old chopstick, sling your axe, point and a quarter upon the wea- and pass this running bow-line knot ther bow; we shall crack it in about round your body, under your arms an hour.'

• The equinoctial, eh? we'll try and save you. Why, man, very well, my lad, look sharp out you've no more corporation than aa ahead for squalls; and try if you ear-wig ; the fishes will take you for can discover any thing of old Nep- a conger if you fall overboard : surely tune -- we're close upon his lati- you've got the finicking gout; why tude. I dare say we shall see some- your legs and arms are swelled as thing of him presently.' 'Ay, ay, thick as tobacco-pipes.' • Ha' done sir ! Nep-chin and I are old croneys; wi' your faashery, do, Tom ; we needs I knows him by the cut of his jib.' must when the deil drives : but are • Boatswain's mate !' cried the officer, ye sure the rope's fast, mon?'

• Put • sling a grating under the bows, and it round your neck, Jemmy, and try. send up one of the carpenter's crew Come, look smart, my boy, look with his broad axe to stand by and smart. All ready forward, sir.' cut away the line.' “Ay, ay, sir; Very well,' replied the officer, and ay, ay! Here, forecastle-men, rig then, casting his eyes aloft-Topout a stage for Jemmy Chopstick! sail-yard, there !'

Sir? Do you Jump out, there, clap a tail-block see the line now?' · Yes, sir; round the spritsail-yard, reeve the it is close aboard of us, on the topsail halliards through it, and pass starboard bow.' • Is it ? then no the end on board. Come, bear a time's to be lost; jump over, there, hand, my lads! here's old Jemmy up my inan, and stand by to cut away! and rigged like a sentry-box-we Out went Jemmy, full of fear and shall run foul of the line, and bring trembling, the end of the topsailup, all standing, directly. While this halliards passed round his body, and was passing, the forecastle-men were his axe slung by a smaller rope. Deslinging one of the fore-hatch gratings; scending to the grating which just and the poor old carpenter's mate, hung suspended above the edge of who (though he had been at sea the water, there he stood, with his infrom a child) had never crossed the strument erect, shivering and shaking equator, stood looking on with a like the jib sheet in the wind's eye, countenance more in sorrow than in and his face as grim as a last-year's angerm-first feeling the edge of his almanack—a fine model for a figuretool, and then requesting them to be head of the · Terrible.' Quartersure and not make slip bends. • Is master, hand my glass forward, cried your axe sharp, Jemmy?' inquired the lieutenant. He took it, and, the boatswain's mate ; for you'll looking through it to windward for a have taut work of it.' • Eh! ye din- minute or two, exclaimed, “Send all nae say so; I have nae great" liking the green-horns below directly; here's to the job from a naatural anteepathy a Triton coming alongside-he'll not I always had to sweenging 'twixt be best pleased to see any of them heaven and yearth ; and, although upon deck.' Away, there below, there be no yearth here, but the main you green-horns!' bellowed the boatsea ocean, yet that's waurse, mon, swain's mate, driving them down the that's waurse ; for, if ye chaunce to fore hatchway. By the Lord Harry tumble on the first, ye cannae faw he'll twist some of your necks into ayont, but in the great waters. Eh, grannies' knots if he catches you ! mon, I foresight that. 'tis a fearfu' Jump down, there, you Murphy, and Vol. IntNo. 7.

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would'nt give two till I come on board.' Ay, ay ! two's for your ears.' • Och !' the After-guard, aft to the braces ; let botheration may care for your sea- go the maintop bowline ; square away gods! give nie a barrel of potsheen, the main yard.' • Here they come and faith I'd face all the dry tons in again, Jeminy,' said the boatswain'sthe world. At this moment an in- mate ; ' for I'd lay iny life it was distinct roaring like thunder was some of these Tritons that played you heard at a distance, and then all was the rick; but there, shipmate, may. hushed in profound stillness. Again hap you'd like to see 'em.' Not it came apparently rolling towards fori; he warld!-not for the warld !! the ship, yet nothing could be clearly replied Jeminy, crawling in upon the distinguished, nor did the sounds con- bowsprit, and hurrying down below. vey any idea as to what it was, or from Nae, Tom, I'd sooner face auld whence it came. At last the words Clootie.' In a few minutes afterward Ho, the ship ahoy!' were made out; Triton, mounted on a fine sea-borse, but broken and unconnected, as if too richly caparisoned with sea-weed, far off to be answered. Again it sunk came over the bows, and rode aft on into a rumbling noise, more confused the quarter-deck to the officer of the than before. We're foul of the watch, who stood ready to receive equinoctial !! cried the lieutenant; him, with his hat off, and the emblem

cut away there, forward, cut away of his authority, a brass speakingfor your life! Well behaved, my boy! truinpet, in his right hand. As soon cut away, or we shail be hove all as mutual salutations were over, Triaback, and have the ship overboard.' ton inquired What ship is this ?' Away chopped Jemmy with all his • The Bedford.' • Who commands might and main, making a dreadful her?' Captain Wuproar, and splashing the water about tune, from time immemorial, the him on all sides, like a shoal of por. sovereign of these dominions, has poises at play. “Hurrah, Jemmy! commanded me to declare his inten. cried the boatswain's mate ; nobly tion of visiting the ship at two bells done, my boy! we shall soon be past in the forenoon watch, for the purall safety-lather away, my Briton!' pose of examining those who for the • Eh, mon ! dinnae ye see that I'm first time cross the threshold of his warking with aw my soul ? but there's palace, that they may undergo the naithing comes under the axe to cut.' usual ceremonies practised upon the • Never mind, Jemmy, you'll feel it occasion ; and, that no man may think presently Away cut Jemmy again; to secrete himself, I here present you but somehow or other the stage-ropes with a list of names, declaring that gave way, and overboard went the one and all inust appear before their unfortunate bousewater, striking great and general father, to do him out, and blowing like a bull-whale suit and service. The lieutenant in his flurry. Up they run him about bowed ; and, having received the half way to the spritsail-yard, and paper, Triton once more returned to there he swung round like a dying his watery element, the watch on deck dolphin, screaming · Murder! mur- giving him a single cheer as he der! murder!' Down he went again, dropped from the head-rails over the to quiet him ; and, after a few strug- bows. Preparations were immedigles and plunges, up they whipt him ately made for the reception of his once more chock-a-block. Jemmy aquatic godship. A spare topsail cauglit hold of the foot-rope, and was extended athwart ship, to screen got astride the yard, and there he sat the forecastle from observation; the pouring forth his doleful lamenta- jolly-boat was hoisted on board at the tions, and dripping like a wet swab. lee gangway, and filled with water ; * Ho, the ship ahoy!' was now heard and all hands, who had crossed the more distinct.

• Halloo ! responded line before, were busily employed in the officer of the watch. From getting ready to salute their cominon whence came you ? inquired the parent. Two hells arrived ; and, voice. • From Freeman's Quay- scarcely had the sound ceased to • Where are you bound to ?' "A vibrate, when the usual hailHo,

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