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When Johnnie Cope to Dunbar came, And leave your men in sic a strait,
They speer'd at him, “Where's a' your So early in the morning.

Hey, Johnnie Cope, etc.
" The deil confound me gin I ken,
For I left them a' i' the morning."

l' faith," quo' Johnnie, “ I got a fleg, Hey, Johnnie Cope, etc.

Wi' their claymores and philabegs ;

If I face them again, deil break my legs ! Now, Johnnie, troth ye were na blate, So I wish you a very gude morning." To come wi' the news o' your ain defeat,

Hey, Johnnie Cope, etc.

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1732—1769. WILLIAM FALCONER is the first poet his native city, in 1751, he there issued that Edinburgh claims as a child of her a poem on the “Death of Frederick

She has been the nurse and the Prince of Wales,” but it shared the fate admired of many, before and after his of most effusions of that kind ; and time, but he, so far as is known to us, had its author not produced something is her first poetic son ; and so little did better, the fact of its existence would she regard the fact, that, for long after have passed into oblivion along with his disappearance among the mysteries itself. In 1762, the Shipwreck made of the ocean, it was unknown to his its appearance, with a dedication to the biographers where he first drew breath. Duke of York.

He is also the first of Scottish, if not Its success seems to have pleased his of British, poets, who was a sailor by royal highness, for he procured the profession.

author a midshipman's appointment on His father, a poor barber, had other board the Royal George. Falconer was two children, who were deaf and dumb. soon afterwards promoted to be purser William, who was born on the lith on the Glory, a frigate of 32 guns, which, February 1732, seems to have got a fair on the conclusion of peace in 1763, was education, but went to sea when quite laid up at Sheerness. Here he married a boy in a Leith merchant-ship. At Miss Hicks, daughter of the surgeon to the age of eighteen, he rose to be second the dockyard. mate in the Britannia, a vessel which A greatly enlarged edition of the traded to the Levant ; and whose loss, Shipwreck appeared in 1764, besides a off Cape Collona, is the subject of his weak political satire on Pitt, Wilkes, Shipwreck—he and other two being the and Churchill. He now also compiled only survivors of the crew.

his “Universal Marine Dictionary,” a But the Shipwreck was not his first useful practical work. published venture. While residing in In 1768, he was offered a partnership by his fellow-townsman, John Murray, the principle of collating the author's originally an officer of marines, but three editions, and selecting the most then commencing his publishing career poetical variations. in London. The reason of his declining When done with taste, this is a legitiMurray's offer is not known ; but that mate enough process of producing a it did not abate their friendship appears standard text, especially of a young from the fact that some verses addressed author like Falconer, who had not to Murray, intended for the third edi- written much, and whose profession did tion of the Shipwreck, were omitted in not admit of his cultivating literature the hurry of his departure for India. largely as an art. It is not admissible,

In October 1769 he sailed for India, however, to travel beyond the author. as purser in the Aurora. The frigate Byron, himself one of our greatest reached the Cape of Good Hope in poetical lovers of the ocean, and well December, but was not afterwards acquaint with the scene of the Shipheard of, and is supposed to have wreck, has recorded his admiration of foundered, or taken fire, in the Mosam- | the poem, where the author has adhered bique Channel. A third edition of to the subject of his own observations. the Shipwreck, with considerable addi- It is very likely that his description of tions and alterations, was published the the dying dolphin, in Childe Harold, has day previous to that on which he em- been suggested by that of his prebarked on his last voyage. It is con- decessor. sidered not to have been at all an improvement on the second ; and the

THE SHIPWRECK. fact has been accounted for by supposing

[Specimens.] David Mallet to be responsible for the

THE POET'S APOLOGY. changes, in utter oversight of the fact

Alas! neglected by the sacred Nine, that Mallet died in 1765.

Their suppliant feels no genial ray divine! There is nothing specially Scottish Ah! will they leave Pieria's happy shore, about the Shipwreck, either in treat

To plough the tide where wintry tempests ment or subject, and it forms a part of roar? Standard English Literature. That Or shall a youth approach their hallow'd Falconer wrote nothing to indicate his fane, nationality is easily accounted for by Stranger to Phæbus and the tuneful his early departure from his native

train ! shores ; and his satire on Wilkes and Far from the Muse's academic grove, Churchill, if it did nothing else, shows 'Twas his the vast and tractless deep to rove. that he did not forget the land of his Alternate change of climates has he known,

And felt the fierce extremes of either zone, birth. Since his death many editions of the Or equinoctial suns for ever glow.

Where polar skiescongealth'eternal snow, Shipwreck have appeared, some adher

Smote by the freezing or the scorching ing to the second, and some to the third

blast, edition; and others have been edited on

“A ship-boy on the high and giddy mast,"

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From regions where Peruvian billows roar, The softer sense with inharmonious sound, To the bleak coasts of savage Labrador. Yet here let listening sympathy prevail, From where Damascus, pride of Asian While conscious truth unfolds her piteous plains !

tale ! Stoops her proud neck beneath tyrannic

RETROSPECT OF THE VOYAGE. chains, To where the Isthmus, lav'd by adverse A ship from Egypt, o'er the deep imtides,

pellid Atlantic and Pacific seas divides.

By guiding winds, her course for Venice But while he measur'd o'er the painful race,

held; In Fortune's wild illimitable chase,

Of fam'd Britannia were the gallant crew, Adversity, companion of his way! And from that isle her name the vessel Still o'er the victim hung with iron sway ; drew. Bade new distresses every instant grow, The wayward steps of Fortune, that deMarking each change of place with change lude of woe.

Full oft to ruin, eager they pursu'd, In regions where the Almighty's chasten- And, dazzled by her visionary glare, ing hand

Advanc'd, incautious of each fatal snare ; With livid pestilence afflicts the land ; Tho' warn'd full oft the slippery track to Or where pale Famine blasts the hopeful shun, year,

Yet Hope, with flattering voice, betray'd Parent of want and misery severe !

them on. Orwhere, all dreadful in the embattled line, Beguil'd to danger thus, they left behind The hostile ships in flaming combat join ; | The scene of peace, and social joy reWhere the torn vessel wind and waves sign'd. assail,

Long absent they from friends and native Till o'er her crew distress and death pre- home,

The cheerless ocean were inur'd to roam; Where'er he wander'd, thus vindictive Fate Yet heaven, in pity to severe distress, Pursu'd his weary steps with lasting hate! Had crown'd each painful voyage with Rous'd by her mandate, storms of black array

Still, to atone for toils and hazards past, Winter'd the morn of life'sadvancing day; Restor'd them to maternal plains at last. Relax'd the sinews of the living lyre, Thrice had the sun, to rule th' varying And quench'd the kindling spark of vital year, fire.

Across th’equator roll'd his flaming sphere, Thus while forgotten or unknown he woos, Since last the vessel spread her ample sail What hope to win the coy reluctant Muse! From Albion's coast, obsequious to the Then let not censure, with malignant joy, gale. The harvest of his humble hope destroy! She o'er the spacious flood, from shore to His verse no laurel-wreath attempts to shore, claim,

Unwearying wafted her commercial store. Nor sculptur'd brass to tell the poet's name. The richest ports of Afric she had view'd, If terms uncouth, and jarring phrases, Thence to fair Italy her course pursu'd ; wound

Had left behind Trinacria's burning isle,

vail ;


tive song,


And visited the margin of the Nile. While o'er the lawn, with dance and fes-
And now that winter deepens round the

Young Pleasureled the jocund hours along.
The circling voyage hastens to its goal, In gay luxuriance Ceres too was seen
They, blind to Fate's inevitable law, To crown the valleys with eternal green.
No dark event to blast their hope foresaw; For wealth, for valour, courted nd re-
But from gay Venice soon expect to steer vered,
For Britain's coast, and dread no perils What Albion is, fair Candia then appear'd.

Ah ! who the flight of ages can revoke ? A thousand tender thoughts their souls The free-born spirit of her sons is broke; employ,

They bow to Ottoman's imperious yoke ! That fondly dance to scenes of future joy. No longer fame their drooping heart inAlready British coasts appear to rise,

spires, The chalky cliffs salute their longing eyes; | For stern oppression quench'd its genial Each to his breast, where floods of rap- fires, ture roll,

But still her fields, with golden harvest Embracing, strains the mistress of his soul; crown'd, Nor less o'erjoyed, with sympathetic truth, Supply the barren shores of Greecearound. Each faithful maid expects th' approach- What sharp distress afflicts those wretched ing youth :

isles ! In distant souls congenial passions glow, There hope ne'er dawns, and pleasure And mutual feelings mutual bliss be- never smiles ; stow

The vassal wretch obsequious drags his Such shadowy happiness their thoughts chain, employ,

And hears his famish'd babes lament in Illusion all, and visionary joy!

vain. Thus time elaps'd, while o'er the pathless These eyes have seen the dull reluctant tide

soil - Their ship thro' Grecian seas the pilots A seventh year scorn the weary labourer's guide.

toil. Occasion call'd to touch at Candia's shore, No blooming Venus, on the desert shore, Which, blest with favouring winds, they Nor views, with triumph, captive gods soon explore ;

adore. The haven enter, borne before the gale,

No lovely Helens now, with fatal charms, Dispatch their commerce, and prepare to Call forth th' avenging chiefs of Greece to sail.


No fair Penelopes enchant the eye,

For whom contending kings are proud to

die. Eternal powers ! what ruins from afar Here sullen beauty sheds a twilight ray, Mark the fell track of desolating war ! While sorrow bids her vernal bloom decay. Here art and commerce, with auspicious Those charms, so long renown'd in classic reign,

strains, Once breath'd sweet influence on the Had dimly shone on Albion's happier happy plain!

plains !

sels sweep


CHARACTER OF THE MASTER, ALBERT. In sable squadrons o'er the northern main;

That, with her pitchy entrails stor'd, resort, O'er the gay vessel, and her daring band,

A sooty tribe ! to fair Augusta's port. Experienc'd Albert held the chief com

Where'er in ambush lurk the fatal sands, mand ; Tho' train'd in boisterous elements, his They claim the danger ; proud of skilful

bands! mind

For while with darkling course their vesWas yet by soft humanity refin'd. Each joy of wedded love at home he knew, The winding shore, or plough the faithless Aboard confest the father of his crew !

deep, Brave, liberal, just, the calm domestic O'er bar and shelf the watery path they

sound Had o'er his temper breathed a gay serene.

With dexterous arm, sagacious of the Him science taught by mystic lore to trace

ground ! The planets wheeling in eternal race ;

Fearless they combat every hostile wind, To mark the shipin floating balance held, Wheeling in mazy tracks with course inBy earth attracted and by seas repellid;

clined. Or point her devious track thro' climes un

Expert to moor, where terrors line the known,

road ; That leads to every shore and every zone.

Or win the anchor from its dark abode: He saw the moon thro' heaven's blue con

But drooping and relax'd in climes afar, cave glide,

Tumultuous and undisciplin'd in war. And into motion charm th’expanding tide; Such Rodmond was; by learning unrefin'd, While earth impetuous round her axle

That oft enlightens to corrupt the mind. rolls,

Boisterous of manners ; train'd in early Exalts her wat’ry zone, and sinks the poles.

youth Light and attraction, from her genial | To scenes that shame the conscious cheek source,

of truth : He saw still wandering with diminish'd To scenes that Nature's struggling voice force ;

control, While on the margin of declining day,

And freeze compassion rising in the soul ! Night's shadowy cone reluctant melts Where the grim hell-hounds, prowling away.

round the shore, Inur'd to peril, with unconquer'd soul,

With foul intent the stranded bark exThe chief beheld tempestuous oceans roll;

plore ; His genius, ever for the event prepar'd,

Deaf to the voice of woe, her decks they Rose with the storm, and all his dangers

board, shar'd.

While tardy Justice slumbers o'er her


Th’indignant Muse, severely taught to feel, Rodmond the next degree to Albert Shrinks from a theme she blushes to rebore ;

veal ! A hardy son of England's further shore ! Too oft example, arm'd with poisons fell, Where bleak Northumbria pours her Pollutes the shrine where mercy loves to


savage train

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