happiness and greatness; and should receive as much of the fostering care of government as is extended to the agriculturist or manufacturer. There is nothing in our country to prevent the successful cultivation of literature and the arts, provided the government places our own authors upon an equality with their foreign rivals, by making it possible to publish their works at the same prices. A National Literature is not necessarily confined to local subjects; but if it were, we have no lack of themes for romance, poetry, or any other sort of writing, even though the new relations I which man sustains to his fellows in these commonwealths did not exist. The perilous adventures of the Northmen ; the noble heroism of Columbus ; the rise and fall of the Peruvian and Mexican empires; the colonization of New-England by the Puritans; the witchcraft delusion; the persecution of the Quakers and Baptists; the rise and fall of the French dominion in the Canadas; the overthrow of the great confederacy of the Five Nations; the settlement of New-York, Pennsylvania, Maryland and Virginia, by people of the most varied and picturesque characters; the beautiful and poetical my1, thology of the aborigines; and that revolution, resulting in our independence and equal liberty, which forms a barrier between the traditionary past and the familiar present: all abound with themes for imaginative literature. Turning from these subjects to those of a descriptive character, we have a variety not less extensive and interesting. The chains of mountains which bind the continent; the inland seas between Itasca and the ocean ; caverns, in which whole nations mighi be hidden; the rivers, cataracts, and sea-like prairies; and all the varieties of land, lake, river, sea and sky, between the gulfs of Mexico and Hudson, are full of them. The elements of power in all sublime sights and heavenly harmonies should live in the poet's song. The sense of beauty, next to the miraculous divine suasion, is the means through which the human character is purified and elevated. The creation of beauty, the manifestation of the real by the ideal, in “ words that move in metrical array,” is the office of the poet. This volume embraces specimens from a great number of authors; and though it may not contain all the names which deserve admission, the judicious critic will be more likely to censure me for the wide range of my selections than for any omissions. In regard to the number of poems I have given from particular writers, it is proper to state that considerations unconnected with any estimates of their comparative merit have in some cases guided me. The collected works of several poets have been frequently printed and are generally familiar, while the works of others, little less deserving of consideration, are comparatively unknown. There is in all the republic scarcely a native inhabitant of Saxon origin who cannot read and write. Every house has its book closet and every town its public library. The universal prevalence of intelligence, and that self-respect and confidence arising from political and social equality, have caused a great increase of writers. Owing, however, to the absence of a just system of copyright, the rewards of literary exertion are so precarious that but a small number give their exclusive attention to literature. A high degree of excellence, especially in poetry, is attained only by constant and quiet study and cultivation. Our poets have generally written with too little preparation, and too hastily, to win enduring reputations. In selecting the specimens in the work, I have regarded humorous and other rhythmical compositions, not without merit in their way, as poetry, though they possess few of its true elements. It is so common to mistake the form for the divine essence, that I should have been compelled to omit the names of many who are popularly known as poets, had I been governed by a more strict definition. PhilaDELPHIA, March, 1842. CONTENTS. PREFACE TO THE ELEVENTH EDITION. To the Memory of the Americans who fell at Eutaw... 33 To a Sigut Fly, approaching a Candle. 33 The Country Clown, from "The Progress of Dulness". 39 Character of McFingal, from “ Mc Fingal" The Battle of Ai, frorn “ The Conquest of Canaan". The Lamentation of Selima, from the samne... Predáction to Josboa relative to America, from the same... 48 Evening after a Battle, from the same.. On the Prospect or Peace. 61 Berning of the New England Villages, from “ The Columbiad"..57 To Freedom, from the same.. 68 Morgan and Tell, from the same.... The Zoues of America, from the same.. ...68 From a Monody on the Death of Washington... 69 Crises and Punishments.......... Reflections on seeing a Ball slain in the Country Impromptu on an order to kill the Dogs in Albany.. Epustle to William Gifford, Esq.-.. Extract from a " Monody on the Death of Sir John Moore"....67 JAMES KIRKE PAULDING....... .70 Passage down the Ohio, from "The Backwoodsman" The Sylphs of the Seasons........... On Greenough's Group of the Angel and Child............. -.. 81 WASHINGTON ALLSTON, (CONTINUED.) On a Falling Group in the Last Judgment of Michael Angelo.81 On Rembrant: Occasioued by his Picture of Jacob's Dreum.. 81 On the Pictures, by Rubens, in the Luxembourg Gallery ...81 To my venerable Friend Benjamin West.... On seeing the Picture of Æolus, by Peligrino Tibaldi. .82 On the Death of Samuel Taylor Coleridge... Ode for the Charlestown Centennial Celebration.. Ode for the Massachusetts Mechanics' Charitable Association...88 The Power of Music, from “ Airs of Palestine". Hymn for the Dedication of the Sea:nan's Bethel, in Boston.... 92 To, on the Death of a Young Friend. Lines written after the Death of Charles Eliot.. A Summer Shower ................... To Mrs. —, on her Departure for Europe... Hymn for the Dedication of a Church. To Mrs. -, just after her Marriage. The Ocean, from “ Factitious Life". Extract from “ The Husband and Wife's Grave". The Mons supplicateth for the Poet. “My Life is like the Summer Rose" Hadad's Description of the City of Jerusalem.. Untold Love, from " Demetria". . 110 .... 139 143 Lines to a Young Mother....... Lines on the Death of M. S. C... Spring in New England, from "The Age of Benevolence"..... 146 A Summer Noon, from the same.. Sunset in September, from the same... Summer Evening Lightning, from the same. The Castle of Imagination, from “ The Religion of Taste".... 149 Rousseau and Cowper, from the same.. The Cure of Melancholy, from the same. 180 Sights and Sounds of the Night. Invocation to the Deity, from the Conquest of Peru.. ..153 A Cavalcade at Sunset, from "The Battle of Niagara". ....153 Approach of Evening, from the same...... Movements of Troops at Night, from the same An Indian Apollo, from the same. ....164 165 Music of the Night, from the same.. Ontario, from the same.......... Invasion of the Settler, from the same 166 Thanatopois.. .....160 "Oh Mother of a Mighty Race!". Lines on Revisiting the Country ..... An Evening Reverie, from an unfinished Poem.. Hymn of the City ---- ........... The Death of the Flowers...... "O fairest of the rural Maids". Conclusion of the "Dream of a Day" JAMES GATES PERCIVAL, (CONTINUED.) JOSEPH RODMAX DRAKE 165 To a Rose, brought from near Alloway Kirk, Ayrshire, 1892.-194 Red Jacket, Chief of the Tuscaroras. 135 Birthnight of the Humming Birds. Napoleon, etc., from the seventeenth Canto of Don Juan... All is Vanity, from the eighteenth Canto of Don Juan. Lines on the Death of Mr. Woodward. Mr. Merry's Lament for "Long Tom". " The dead Leaves stiew the Forest Walk". Dream of the Princess Papantzin.. Monody on the Death of Samuel Patch. Partmg.. 295 925 From a Monody on J. W. Eastburn.. On seeing an Eagle pass near me in Autumn Twilight. 236 245 283 284 Scanets to Liberty, A Young Mother, and Spring. Sobalsty... .939 Wlien otber Friends are round thee" * Wbere Hudson's Wave o'er silvery Sands". To the Weathercock on our Steeple. "Oh, think but that the Bosom's Light". Lines written on seeing Thorwaldsen's Bas-Relief representing To ny Wife. ..260 "I trust the Frown thy Features wear" The Indiaa's Bride.. .264 "We break the Glass whose sacred Wine" То н. .268 * 1 need tot rame thy thrilling Name" Tbe Fore-Ronners. 262 Destruction of Pompeii, from * The Last Night of Pompeii"..266 An Evening Song of Piedmont.... Sunrise, from Mount Washington.. Lines written on leaving Italy Description of Love, by Venus.. Rio Bravo, a Mexican Lament.. 990 “I will love her no more - 't is a Waste of the Heart.. .293 The Western Hunter to his Mistress.. “Why seek her Heart to understand?". “Ask me not why I should love ber". " She loves, but 't is not me she loves" "I know I share thy Smiles with Many" Thoughts while making a Grave for a first Child, born dead....309 207 .272 |