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several hymns and paraphrases corre- for which the publisher was prosecuted. sponding with those in the Assembly's | This trial gave occasion for one of selection. These too have been claimed Erskine's most famous speeches, and as being Bruce's; but on such untenable the publisher was unanimously acquitted grounds, that, before Mr Grosart's ad- | by the jury. vent, no editor of Bruce's works felt Logan did not long survive his rewarranted in inserting them.
moval to London, for he died in DecemIt appears, from a letter by Logan to ber 1788. Dr Carlyle, that he had doubts about It is not our province to defend the success of his poems, and was Logan's character as a man, or as a anxious to obtain the opinions of judges poet, from legitimate criticism, and we before committing himself. As to the have already indicated our opinion of profits, he says, “If I can pay the ex- his blunder in reference to Bruce's penses of my jaunt [to London] by poems; but we are only doing our duty this publication, I shall be very well in using the right which all literary pleased.” This year also he published men are entitled to exercise against the substance of a course of lectures on the use of unfair weapons, in giving the Philosophy of History, which he expression to our indignation at an delivered in Edinburgh; and, on account attack of which the following is but a of their favourable reception, he became single sample :-a candidate for the chair of history in
“In the course of my literary researches the University of Edinburgh. He was I have been brought pretty near to Logan, unsuccessful however, for Mr Fraser by his own letters, by letters of contempoTytler (Lord Woodhouselee) was se
raries, by anecdotes, and other data, and
know not that a more false life has ever lected for the appointment.
been lived--the worst of all falsity, moreIn 1783, Logan wrote Runnamede, over, seeing it is a serving the devil a tragedy founded on Magna Charta, while wearing Christ's livery; It may be
needful, some day, to reveal all, though which was accepted by the manager
personally I should prefer silence, save Covent Garden Theatre, but was prohi- only where Bruce's claims come in for bited from appearing by the Lord Chan- defence."—Note to Grosart's Works of cellor, on the ground of the subject being
Michael Bruce, p. 108. Edinburgh, 1865. political. But worse for the author than We question if any literary man of its stoppage was the effect upon his the present day, unless among those congregation ; for, coupled with the fact who assume to “ wear Christ's livery,” of his having contracted irregular and could be found to publish so cowardly indulgent habits, it led to his having to an attack upon the memory of a dead resign his charge in 1786, with an an poet, without feeling called upon in nuity out of the stipend. He then went honour to "reveal all” while making to reside in London, and devoted him- such charges. self entirely to literature. He became a To deprive Logan of the credit of contributor to the English Review, and what he himself claimed as his own, on wrote a desence of Warren Hastings, such evidence as has been produced on
behalf of Bruce, would be yielding to
An annual guest, in other lands,
Another Spring to hail. scripts at his death. Two volumes of selections from his sermons were con
Sweet bird ! thy bow'r is ever green, sidered worthy of publication by his
Thy sky is ever clear ; executors; but, though they reached a
Thou hast no sorrow in thy song, fifth edition, like most of that class of No winter in thy year ! literature, they are now forgotten. The selection of his poems which follow gives a high idea of the correctness of Alas ! sweet bird ! not so my fate, his taste, and the chasteness and sim
Dark scowling skies I see plicity of his style as a poet ; and his Fast gathering round, and fraught with sermons are characterized by Dr Car
And wintry years to me." ruthers, in the last edition of Chambers' Cyclopædia of English Literature (who also maintains his claim to the “Ode”), O could I fly, I'd fly with thee : as “warm and passionate, full of piety We'd make, with social wing, and fervour.”
Qur annual visit o'er the globe,
Companions of the Spring.
Ah! well-known streams! Ah! wonted Alas! misfortune's cloud unkind groves,
May summer soon o'ercast; Still pictured in my mind !
And cruel fate's untimely wind Oh! sacred scene of youthful loves,
All human beauty blast! Whose image lives behind !
The wrath of Nature smites our bowers, While sad I ponder on the past,
And promis'd fruits, and cherish'd flowers, The joys that must no longer last;
The hopes of life in embryo sweeps ; The wild flower strown on summer's | Pale o'er the ruins of his prime, bier,
And desolate before his time, The dying music of the grove,
In silence sad the mourner walks and And the last elegies of love,
weeps! Dissolve the soul, and draw the tender tear !
Relentless power! whose fated stroke
O'er wretched man prevails ; Alas! the hospitable hall
Ha ! love's eternal chain is broke, Where youth and friendship play'd,
And friendship's covenant fails ! Wide to the winds a ruin'd wall
Upbraiding forms ! a moment's easeProjects a death-like shade!
O memory ! how shall I appease The charm is vanish'd from the vales ;
The bleeding shade, the unlaid ghost ? No voice with virgin whispers hails
What charm can bind the gushing eye? A stranger to his native bowers :
What voice console the incessant sigh, No more Arcadian mountains bloom,
And everlasting longings for the lost? Nor Enna valleys breathe perfume, The fancied Eden fades with all its Yet not unwelcome waves the wood flowers.
That hides me in its gloom, Companions of the youthful scene,
While lost in melancholy mood Endear'd from earliest days !
I muse upon the tomb. With whom I sported on the green,
Their chequer'd leaves the branches shed; Or roved the woodland maze !
Whirling in eddies o'er my head, Long exiled from your native clime,
They sadly sigh that winter's near : Or by the thunder-stroke of time
The warning voice I hear bebind Snatch'd to the shadows of despair ;
That shakes the wood without a wind, I hear your voices in the wind,
And solemn sounds the death-bell of Your forms in every walk I find, I stretch my arms; ye vanish into a !
Nor will I court Lethean streams, My steps, when innocent and young, The sorrowing sense to steep ; These fairy paths pursued ;
Nor drink oblivion of the themes And, wandering o'er the wild, I sung
On which I love to weep. My fancies to the wood.
Belated oft by fabled rill, I mourn'd the linnet-lover's fate,
Which nightly o'er the hallow'd hill Or turtle from her murder'd mate,
Aërial music seems to mourn, Condemn'd the widow'd hours to wail. I'll listen autumn's closing strain ; Or, while the mournful vision rose, Then woo the walks of youth again, I sought to weep for imaged woes,
And pour my sorrows o'er the untimely Nor real life believed a tragic tale !
HECTOR MACNEILL, as his name He returned home about 1788 with implies, was of Hebridian extraction, his health impaired, and with little combut was born at Rosebank, near Roslin, pensation in the shape of fortune. He Edinburghshire, in 1746.
He was took his residence in Stirling, and, in educated in Stirling, at the Grammar 1789, wrote his ballad-story, “The Harp," School, under Dr Doig, a well-known part i., the legend of which was related scholar and philologist. Here he con- | by Mr Ramsay of Ochtertyre. A prostinued till the age of fourteen, when he pect of advantage for him having opened went to reside with a relative in Bristol, in the East Indies, he proceeded thither; engaged in the West Indian trade. but, as he explains in a note to his poem Young Macneill went to sea, but soon of “The Scottish Muse," "an unex. got tired of it; and, on the recommen- pected change in the administration at dation of his cousin, he entered the home blasted all the author's fair proscounting-house of a merchant in the pects in India." The only fruit of his island of St Christopher. Here he gave voyage to India was a description of much satisfaction ; but what seems to the caves of Elephanta which he conhave been a harmless social indiscre. tributed to the Archæologia. tion caused his dismissal, and checked In 1795, while resident in Edinburgh, the progress of his commercial advance. he wrote his popular ballad-tale of ment. While in charge of a sugar "Will and Jean,” which he dedicated plantation in Jamaica, he wrote a to his friend and teacher, Dr Doig. Its pamphlet in defence of West Indian success was very remarkable, having, slavery.
as he himself relates, gone through four