in LIBRARY UNIVERSITY O* k- pe *H Shepherd, Robert, Esq. XXX LIST OF SUBSCRIBERS, Sauerbley, C. It. Esq., Fenchurch Street. Sheils, Charles, Esq., per E. Hamnett. Steinmetz, J. H., Esq. Trinidad. Tatham, Rev. T., Colkirk, Norfolk. Tumour, The Hon. & Rev. A., Tatterford, Norfolk. Tumour, The Hon. Mrs., Tatterford, Norfolk. Tumour, Miss, Tatterford, Norfolk. Twentyman, Elizabeth, per E. Hamnett, Esq. Walter, Dr. J. F., 24, St. Paul's Church Yard. Ward, Thos. Esq., New City Chambers, London . Wise, Messrs. J. and W. H., Esqrs., Sierra Leone. ERRATA. Page 32, line 11, for landscapes' 64, 8, or 67, 1, ■ dele captive. 91, 6, There 119, 22, they their 133, 19, > ruins, lo ! 136, 8, Saloe's 138, 18, its home 206, 17, and a future 229, 30, Sthemelus 232, 7» inspirating 241, 7, Christatus 246, 22, mit ihn 247, 23, Kehren 257, 9, Nosology 302, 26, freedom 319, 16, vovis 322, 3, Americans 334, 32, European's 336, 27, and landscapes, and. That. she her. ruins, — lo ! Siloe's. his home. with a future. Sthenelus. inspiriting. C'ristatus. mit ihm. footstep. kehren Pathology. baptism. novas. Americas. European. are. PROLOGUE. Is there aught that man shall cherish, Part supreme of Nature's whole ? — What, though Nature's clay may perish, Lives the attribute of soul ? — Destined for eternal bliss, Better half of life, the twin, — Braves the Tyrant's bullet's hiss, Dauntless mid the battle-din ? Switzerland, her champion Tell, Spoke the Patriot's reply — Freedom ! when the blessed spell Charm'd his arrow, (*) bade it fly — Saved his child, but vow'd to strike Deadly on the Tyrant's breast, — Struck him, — and above his pike Alpine Freedom waved her crest. Oak, that buds beneath the steel, Rock, that lightnings strike in vain, // h 2 Life-boat, that with steadfast keel, Only sinks to rise again, — Gossamer, on willow-tree, Battling with the raging blast, — Yields awhile, but cheerily Triumphs o'er the storm at last. Weak may be the freeman's blade, But his soul is strong to die : Vanquish'd, fights again, till laid On the Shield of Liberty. Fatherland that gave, receives Freedom with his life, — the boon Cherish'd, still resign'd, he leaves Trophied on a Marathon. Take my field, my shed, my cattle, Take my priceless fame — take all, — Aye, my life in honour'd battle, But in Freedom let me fall ! Sweet shall flow my life-blood streaming, Sweet my dying gasp shall be, "When my country's pledge redeeming, I may die for Liberty ! 'Tis denied me ! chains and lashes — These are all I now inherit ! And their thousand thousand gashes, As a Fate-apportion'd merit ! Justice cries in vain from earth, Heaven-fledged the vengeful blow,* — Afric's woe is still the mirth Of the gold-adoring foe ! Would ye see the Tyrants standing, Scorpions shaking o'er the slave — Brave men suffering — knaves commanding ? Go beyond the Atlantic wave — See the sons of — Washington ? No — the bastards have no claim To Columbia's deathless son, Though they boast his hallow'd name. Glory pinnacled his soul On her noblest, highest flight — Justice-led, he reach' d the goal, Crown'd with stars for ever bright. He could see God's fairest image, ( 2 ) Though its Maker veil'd it o'er, — Recognising 'neath that visage, Flesh and soul his Saviour wore. What though hotter suns shall tan me To the blackest Stygian hue, — Would ye, therefore, say, unman me, — Deem me less a man than you ? * The Revolt of Hayti. B 2 'Tis but paltry outward binding — Black or white, what matters it ? Ope the book, and in it finding, Read what Nature there has writ. Do we lack a just ambition ; — Justice firm, what need ye more ? Gratitude — but prompt decision When the battle-trumpets roar. Light of mind despite your fetters, — Eagle-like was Hayti seen, Soaring high above her " betters," 'Neath the sun of Dessalines.( 3 ) Ha ! there is an arm that flings # Vengeance like a sudden blast, — Griping talons, stunning wings, Nemesis in flesh-repast ! Strike ! they strike — a flash ! a roar ! Oh ! the joy that woe imparts When a thousand tyrants pour Blood-libations from their hearts ! — Red-seas rise, in fury swelling, Gulph the gasping blasphemy — * This and the subsequent stanzas refer to the Revolt of Hayti, and the conduct of the French in general, and of Buona- parte in particular, towards the Blacks. — See the Notes at the end of the volume. Screaming like the thunder telling, When the flash has cleft the sky. Death for death, and crime for crime ! Ye had taught us how to kill, — Hayti's " rebels" did but rhyme To their tyrants' rabid will. Tortured on the wrenching wheel — (Ling'ring torture your delight !) We but tried if you could feel — As ye sinn'd, we would requite. Where our brethren whom ye drown'd, Nightly plunging in the sea ? We pursued you vengeance-bound — Did ye slay in charity ? Yet did Mercy shield the prey ! Unprotecting, still protected ; Though just vengeance bade her slay, Midnight murderers detected — L'Ouverture, ( 4 ) whilst raged the fight, Steadfast by his master stood : Guardian angel of his flight — Such the Blackman's gratitude ! Born a savage — (thus ye name All that midwife-Nature rears,) To your fields a slave he came — Bore the lash and wept his tears, 6 Bitter as the salt-sea lake ! — Till by crushing fury sped, Hayti rose revenge to take, For the living and the dead. God can dash the towering down, God can strike the mighty low, — Bringing forth the hidden clown, In a prosperous overflow. Hayti call'd him to her aid — Gave the sword he bore so well — • Till by treachery betray'd, Murder'd cruelly, he fell I Firm, compell'd not by their arms To betray his country's right ; Pure, he scorn' d their venom' d charms, Tempting father by the sight Of his children torn away, In captivity to pine — If he dare oppose the sway Gaul's usurper shall define. Brutus ! Rome was satisfied When thy sons convicted fell : Traitors to their country died, — Nature writhed, but said 'twas well ! — Not so thine, great L'Ouverture ! Genius, Virtue, like thine own — Still the bait could not allure Thee, left heirless thus, alone ! " Take my children back,"* he cries, " Since by Fate it must be so ! " Nature craves what Fate denies, " But my country wills the blow ! " Ye have rightly deem'd my heart, " All the father's ties demand — " But my country claims a part, " There, my God and Hayti stand ! Thine the deed, dread Corsican ! Nero to the world and worse, — Heaven's scourge to sinning man — All included in thy curse ! Awful destiny was thine ! Now a despot linking chains — Then impinion'd on the brine, Paying Justice penal pains ! Men have torn thee from thy tomb, Where beseem'd thee best to be ; Far, in solitary gloom — Shrouded in thy memory ! Resting-place for vulture's flight Darkling on his tired wing — * As near as possible his own words. 8 Ere Death's garbage glads the sight Of Atlantic's carrion-king. Africa shall hate thy name As her foulest, bitterest foe — Slanderer of her Heroes' fame Whom thou couldst not overthrow ! Ta'en by treachery they died — Drown'd or strangled, both to thee, Means ambition justified By her curst expediency ! God avenged her — struck thy might With a whelming overthrow — o Flying in unguided flight, Retribution's doubled blow, Chained thee to an island rock — Pining, sceptreless, forlorn — Close beside her she could mock Thee, of all thy terrors shorn. If repentance touch'd thy breast, Ere the moment of thy doom — Rest, fate's emissary ! rest — Where thyself hast wish'd thy tomb. If thy spirit heave a sigh For thy murders of our race — Bid thy sons no more deny Freedom, as thy funeral grace. 9 Weeping memory ! awake ! Rise in death's pale winding-sheet — Sing altho' the heart-strings break Whilst the notes thy woes repeat. Past and passing, like the night When the morning brings no rest — Passing, past, — then bless the light Heaven's merciful behest ! 31 CANTO I. Order rules the starry vault, God-built round as warrior-shield— Till He time the dread assault Of his final battle-field : — Angel, by his word created, Through the circling fires sped — Energy fix'd, unabated, Stamp'd on Earth his measured tread. Hurricano's roar reverbing Round about the reeling deep, Order aiding, not disturbing Bids the killing lightnings leap. Blinding flash, and rocket-bolt, Hissing down the firmament — And the universal jolt Shakes the creaking sphere — till spent, Calm, the infant of her throes Cradled on the billow's breast — 12 Mariner forgets his woes, Thanking God for welcome rest. Smiles unnumber'd dimpling ripple Neptune's face in merry mood, Greeting all his ocean-people From their trembling solitude. Heaven above, and earth beneath Fleecy cloud and life-green tree — Blooming valley, fallow heath, All shall bless the wise decree. Battling storms, like Wisdom's wrath, Seem to blast — but truly bless — Mercy treads again their path, Where they leave a wilderness. II. Tigers prowl by instinct fated — Crocodiles shall whine and kill : But the weak, though devastated, Still succumb by Heaven's will. Dread, but just consistency ! Nature's God hath deem'd it good- Food for one, a thousand die, . Life and death in sisterhood. Brutal instinct prompts the feeling- Brutal, wisely still intended : 13 Nature by her creatures dealing — Cruel means by ends amended. ( 5 ) Learn from nature, men degraded ! If Religion s voice ye scorn — By brute policy upbraided, Ye, with God-like reason born ! Question all her works — the sea, Earth, — sky, — fish, and beast, and bird, — Each for each ; — and all agree, — Means, to ends unseen referr'd. No discordant passions mar God's fore-destined harmony — All a harp, whose strings they are " Glory to God !" their melody. III. Nor less exalted thou, man ! But more — Creations Benjamin Last-born, thou didst complete the span — God said, " 'T was good," and smiled serene. Thou hadst high reason, symbol-speech, And inborn sense of right and wrong — ( 6 ) That thou throughout Creation s reach Shouldst sing " Peace unto men ! " thy song. Exalted theme ! Oh ! thou wast bless'd E'en more than angels in that hour : 14 Unmerited, by God's behest — High Chancellor of Earth ! all power Supreme to wield ! great sceptred King Of all beneath the eternal brim — All to thy feet their tribute bring — All made for Thee, and thou for Him ! For God, as fondling lover smiled Beholding thee so fair, so good : Or kiss'd thee, as a parent, child Most like Himself in plenitude Of Power, "Wisdom, Virtue's height — All attributes of thee he will'd — Epitome of Heaven's delight — Oh ! hadst thou well thy station fill'd ! One sole command he gave, but one — Not hard, since otherwise so blest ! As child, its mother's breast upon E'en joys the more each fond request Gladly to yield, that proves more love, — So hadst thou cherish'd it and joy'd — E'en tho' all envious hell should move Feigning thy happiness alloy'd ! IV. Blot the page — blot out the name ! Man hath lost his heritage ! 15 Demons from their dungeon-flame, Man betray'd, 'gainst God engage ! Twice deceived, and ruin'd twice — Desperate despair arose — Guilt, the cause — his solace, vice — Till remorse began her throes. By the clouds of sin o'erspread, Reason, crowning gift of light, (Justice from her centre fled !) Shed for day, a starless night. Angels saw the eclipse and wept — Vainly was their hallow'd pain ! Ere God's vengeful arm had slept, Earth beheld a brother slain ! Deep where wrath shall never cease, Man's betrayers bless'd the deed, Death received his long release — Claim'd his scythe and curbless steed. Man, God's Absalom, thence doom'd, Holocaust for Death to be — Curst, alas ! by lips that bloom'd Blessings on his infancy ! V. Ages pass'd, by guilt renown'd — Nimrod, first man-hunter, crushing ; 16 As he trod, the earth — and frown'd Like disastrous comet rushing Through the terror-stricken sky, Leader of the dreadful van ! Lo ! the tyrant's signals fly — Streams the blood of man by man ! Avarice chief — Hell's Upas * germ Grafted from the parent tree, Like the one undying worm, Buds a scion, slavery ! O'er the earth its branches spread, High, — as low in hell its root — By man's lust, ambition fed Gives him carnage for its fruit. Front to front, and hand to hand, Lowering rush the fiends of war — Decimating every land Arch-plague in Adrasta's car, Arm'd with stern Medusa's crest ! Gleaming spear and flashing blade, Scabbardless, ne'er more to rest Till the sod on man be laid. * A poisonous tree of the East : — " Let none admire That riches grow in hell : that soil may best Deserve the precious bane." — Milton. 17 Oh ! that were well ! 't were sweet ! to die When all is lost, or nought remains But life in hopeless slavery — The victor's pity with his chains ! Ah ! still the field was bravely fought — Though lost, and had been won, had Fate Not otherwise decreed — the thought not the soul disconsolate. The trampled insect trips the foot, Not wholly unavenged shall die — God's life in all will strive and moot "With pangs of conquering agony ! Oh ! 'tis no fancy this — it speaks The bounded range of man's control — The lamb's weak moans, and man's fell shrieks Proclaim the Freedom of the soul. Pagans have blest this truth ; nor spurn'd This lasting birth-right of the mind — Revered the foe whose bosom burn'd( 7 ) With stubborn fire unconfined : Till spearless, shieldless, Fate-subdued, The warrior only thus enslaved, To clean the rust in sullen mood . From off the sword his blood had laved. And Pagan Athens would defend The anathema of cruel Fate — 18 Where men were foes, he found a friend Within her Hero's temple-gate,* — There, shielded by a god, defied The thraldom of his hapless lot — Her justice with the weak would side, When power durst invade his cot. She dried his tears — would soothe the pain That only Liberty could heal : She 'd spare the lash — the scoff refrain — And wept to see the exile feel Hope's agony in death expire, — Whilst he recalls his natal skies, Love agitates the quenched fire — Once more remembers home — and dies ! She was herself enslaved ! alas ! Athens beheld the Eagle perch Upon her Parthenon — and pass From nest to nest in cruel search : — Her birds are stolen — they unlearn Their notes ; or, warble still to cheer And humanize the prowler stern, That wept for Greece the Victor's tear ! Alone she fell not. Banner unfurl'd, Fate's mystery, Imperial Rome * The temple of Theseus— the refuge of the slave from the cruelty of his master. 19 Fulmined and shook the crouching world ! Beneath the arbitress of doom, As one, all nations gathering, In chains march to her capitol — The final triumph of her king,* Ere Grace emancipated all. Until the Christians avarice (Oh ! blasphemy to bear that name, Whereby from thrall man gain'd release !) The tree of Slavery became — "What time the green world from her sleep Oped her scared eyes on stranger men — Ah ! fated soon blood-drops to weep ! Man's foes and Death rejoiced again. * After he had established peace all over the world, Augustus shut up the gates of the temple of Janus, the year our Saviour was born. END OF CANTO I. C 2 21 CANTO II. I. Man and his earth are sleeping sound — The sleep of Peace from bound to bound ; And Doom is waking from her sleep — Beneath the throne of God, her keep. She arms — her urgent march, the sphere ! The Scourge * is scourged — and free from fear Rome is fulfilling prophecy — Rome, Peter's chair, in pastoral domain, Realms to her arms denied, her keys retain. Great in defeat and victory, The Saracen is calm — in lull, Storm- interval on land and sea. The Errant Knight may flower cull For lady fair — and Minstrelsy Tramples the sword of Mars. The Moor t * Attila.— He died on the night of his nuptials from an erup- tion of blood. — Gib. vol. vi. He called himself the Scourge of God. f Boabdil, 1492. 22 Is driven from Alhambra's hall, "Without a home, like Adherbal * — An exile on his natal shore — The Wedded- Crown t triumphant. Free, The Russ, J she licks her cubs ; and Gaul Hath bless' d and wept her warrior-maid. § Britain hath joy'd o'er Glo'ster's fall — The White Rose faded— bright the Red. Religion weeps — the tares are sown — A Borgia || dims the Papal throne ! Man and his earth are sleeping sound — The sleep of Peace from bound to bound : But, in a nightmare dream — what time The eyes see ghastly visions — hands Or wield or parry swords — sublime In baseless flight the soul expands — Or pioneers with clanging stroke The adamant below ; and bold, Nor heed the height, nor sulph'rous smoke, * Expelled from his inheritance by Jugurtha, who seized the kingdom of Ndmidia in Africa. f Ferdinand and Isabella. X Russia freed from the Tartar yoke by John Basilowitz, 1479. § Joan of Arc, the Maid of Orleans, who saved her king and country, and was burnt to death for witchcraft by the priests ! || Alexander VI, 1492 ; a pope infamous for every crime that disgraces even a man! A few of his exploits will be mentioned in the notes at the end of the volume. 23 Nor adverse stars, nor venom' d lands, Nor body's peril, spirit's crime — Ambition and the Lust of Gold ! The watch-dog howls — Awake ! 't is time ! ■ A Messenger of war, and plague, and fire, — That makes men doubt a Providence — Speeds strong ; for distance cannot tire, Pity wrings not, nor furies fence Man's good or evil destiny ! Two-fold her wrath — two worlds shall see, The one, its night — the other, day. For Mahomet mid Houris gay Sleeps his eternity away : But Luther soon shall grasp the sword, Bold Reason to her throne restored ! And signs are on the deep — bestrown With floating things of another clime. Uprooted trees whereon have grown The grisly locks of ocean's slime — The fatal cane was seen ! and more Two melting carcasses that bore A vulture poised on each — nor torn, But piloted as harbinger (The deed would be rewarded soon !) The Indian to the Christian's bourn — And Wisdom scann'd the pregnant boon. * » The trees, sugar-cane, and dead bodies, are recorded as hav- 24 II. Then sped the mighty traveller ! By opposition fired — mid the stir Of battling rnmour, sped away, To find the Deadmens home The day* Was that Christ died upon. Delay'd As though repenting fate betray'd — His rudder lost — and leaks invade — Refits undaunted — hardens doom, And reckless, dives into ocean's gloom. Upon a sea where calm and storm Might blast or bless alike in vain. If spirits rule the elements, The ministers of God's intents — Each in its own predestined form — There Solitude, her peaceful reign Establish'd, far from man away, Since God divided night from day, And Earth of Chaos sprang to life, For man the wonder-working strife. ing been seen previous to the discovery, brought by the Gulph- Stream to the shores of Europe. — Roberts. Hist, of America, vol. i. * Friday, 3rd August, 1492. The reader will excuse the allusion. In the subsequent description, I have confined my- self as much as possible to recorded facts. Oceans around, and skies above, To a fleeing bound they drove ! In vain they sink the sounding line — In vain they read the stars that shine — Sun by day and moon by night Only shed a fearful light, Like the malignant sprites that pass Before the wanderer in morass — Or the guilty lights that twinkle bright In the haunted caverns of the night. Land- weeds float — but never a mark Tells of the weed-producing park ! Birds are seen — nor bring delight, They scream and shun them in affright ! The compass fails ! # " Return — or die ! " In spirit reach the other sky !" Was heard, nor vain the words of strong ^despair, Grim death upon the hopeless deep its care ! Seeking land, they water found — Cloudless circle winding round ! Flocking birds suggest a course — Water still a deluge source ! " Oh ! 't will not slake the thirst, nor hunger feed !" And then a crime of blood the men decreed — * The variation of the compass— then first observed. 26 Nor Prophet's nor the Minstrel's fish * Shall mar the bold assassin's wish ! " Give me three suns — no more I demand, " To find Cathay, or veer to the land ! " He spoke — and twice the sun went down, As days of truce to leaguer'd town. The other dawn'd — pass'd — set in hope — Clouds like a lover's envelope Bosom'd the horizontal plain, And bless'd alike, nor bless'd in vain ! Fresh on the branch, on a billow spread A blooming twig show'd berries red — Spicy the breeze and milky warm — And webless birds around them swarm — And evening falls. The ship is still, As infant in its cradle-sleep, Obedient to the skipper's will. But anxious watch the pilgrims keep ! Aloft, on deck, below — the charm Pursues, nor craves, nor suffers rest, Till hope be hopeless, or be bless'd ! * Viz. Jonas and Arion — the former saved by a whale, the latter by a dolphin. The crew had resolved to throw Columbus into the sea. 27 " 'T will shine !" " 'T will not !" affirm'd, denied, Whilst every eye is ranging wide. It shines ! 'tis seen ! prophetic beam ! The Pilgrim-star of Bethlehem ! The morning dawns — the boats are mann'd — The cannons roar — the pilgrims land — And see the brothers of the carcasses The vultures spared, fulfilling Fate's decrees ! They claim the Indian's heritage for Spain — Mere sight the claim that chains shall long main- tain ! Children of God they were — nor needed shade To mask what purest God so fair had made. Their hair, long, dark, and floating on the gale, Or drooping gauze-like, Beauty's thrilling veil. Smooth was the symmetry, unscarr'd, unlaced, Of every supple limb, nor yet enchased In whalebone prop or suffocating stay. The olive-sunbeams o'er their features play, And deck with charms that never fade away. They felt the glow of love— their ardent eyes Betray'd the heart's unspoken ecstasies — Lit up by love, their eloquence divine Spoke what they felt— craved not the crimson [sign, The Whiteman's blush— Love's cruel calumny, And type of thoughts that fain would hidden be! 28 A God, they had a God, in fruit-tree, flower, Breeze, streamlet, blest them with his Mercys [power. Their wants, few and supplied, each welcome night Gave them its bower, blessing, and delight. They come with Eve's untutor'd confidence, And see the gods ! and hear their vain pretence ; And think, if not from heaven, whence the prore Ingend'ring fire that smokes along the shore ! They grasp the bauble gift, and give their food,* — Sufficient now, but soon their nation s blood "Will not content the seeming friends, whose hand They take in friendship — leave t their fatherland, First slaves, to deck the Viceroy's pageant gay That saddled the Atlantic wind's relay ! They have evanish'd — all, but memory — For Time has vow'd that to Eternity ! But Retribution shall assert her claim Once more — and nations blast the Spanish name With lasting scorn ; — her vassals rise — her king Become the stranger's mocking-bird, whose wing, Broken and pluck'd shall flap its might away, For all that thrive by human woe, a prey ! "War, anarchy, and desolated fields — These are the fruits her old Oppression yields. * In return for the glass beads, &c., the Islanders gave them provisions. t Columbus had on board some of the natives whom he had taken from different islands which he discovered. — Robert, b. ii. 29 Cortez ! Pizarro ! rise ! your country needs Your skill, your reckless cruelty, your deeds ! 'T is not poor Indians she would have ye slay — Them ye have blighted, trampled, swept away ! But 't is your brothers now whose gore shall flood, Ye care not whose, if 't is but human blood ! The priests that sanction'd then,* now bear your farms — They have resign'd their prayers for War's alarms, Their Inquisition, tortures, flaming pyres- — Become more valiant than their holy sires ! Arise ! regenerate Attilas ! arise ! Your arms shall wield the vengeance of the skies. Spain shall be done by, as she did — her fate Like Montezuma's t — bleak and desolate ! * The settlement and conquest of America from the simple and divided natives is a great feature of modern history. Gun- powder and discipline enabled mere companies of unprincipled Spaniards to commit unparalleled slaughters under Cortez in Mexico, Pizarro in Peru, and Alvarez in Chili, in the reigns of Charles V. and Philip II., who, for gold, connived at enormities which the priests sanctioned because the natives were not Christians ! In this way, and by Slavery in the Mines, millions were rapidly sacrificed, and to supply their places, Africa was robbed of its unoffending population.— Sir R. Phillips. f The unfortunate king of the Mexicans. He was hateful to his own subjects by his despotism, was betrayed by them, tak but do not curse my mother." This pleasing trait suggested the ex- clamation in the text. 39 Armless agonized distress ! As when wolves in watchless field Silent in the Sheepfold leap — Shepherdless the sleepers rise, Scarce awaken'd from their sleep — Mangled ere they ope their eyes ! Pierced by grief, affection more — Tortured equally, but still Willing that their ebbing gore To the brim the cup might fill, Could that penalty be made — Ere the fiends indulge the vice — Tho' with parting death 't were paid ! Love's atoning sacrifice. V. To the bark the captives borne — In a dismal dungeon cast — Woes to weep from night to morn — E'er beginning, never past ! Thoughts of father, mother, brother- Tears for little ones afar — Thoughts of sister, thoughts of lover— Oh ! that soul-subduing war ! Soon the human freight complete, To their chains the slaves are led- 40 Cheer'd not by the words that greet Captives on their dungeon-bed : Nor the gleam of hope that plays Round the culprit in his cell, — Tho' his conscience still betrays Agony he may not tell ! No ! there is no hope for them! Coffin d in the Whitemans ship — Let them sing their requiem Ere the grave's eternal sleep ! Wail the wail, and sing the dirge — Hapless ones of Africa ! Now ye press the fatal verge Of your living sepulchre. The Dirge. Afar ! Afar ! We hear the waves dash By the dear little shed ! Our babes are there sleeping — Ah ! soon they 11 be dead ! They will smile — they will cry For the breast they desire ! — They will hunger, and die When their weak voices tire ! 41 Their mother a captive, — Her nest left behind — To the winds and the prey-birds, Her dovelets resigned ! Oh ! what have we done To the Whiteman to-day ? The tempest was raging, His home far away, When the Whiteman * forlorn Came to rest in the shed Of the babes that now cry / ' To their mother for bread ! Oh ! what has he done In return for the deed ! By stealth and by force Our hearts made to bleed For our babes in the shed Where he shared our bread ! Alas ! Alas ! We hear the waves dash * Mungo Park. See the notes for the occasion alluded to, when he received the kind attentions of some African women. In the wilds of Africa the wanderer found a charitable " widow of Zarephath ." God is everywhere to the unfortunate. In return they cannot multiply the cruise of oil and barrel of meal, nor restore a dear child should death steal it away : but God will reward even " the gift of a cup of cold water to any of his little ones ! " 42 By the dear little shed ! Our babes are there sleeping — Ah ! soon they '11 be dead ! VI. Now the foaming billows roar Round about the Slaver s prore. Far must speed the fatal ship To the land of Slavery ! She must brave the angry deep — Plague and Famine's agony ! Lo ! he comes the Terror-King — Hunger on the hopeless sea ! Where no mortal hand can bring Food for gold or sympathy ! The weeping coast is far away — But further still the land they seek ! Strong were the gales — they now decay — An air, a breath that mocks the cheek, Then dies to calm on waves of glass ! And not a truant cloud shall pass To lend its shade to them that pine Upon the hot and bitter brine. They count the days — a score have pass'd : The ship, as tho' her anchors cast, Sleeps on the wave, calm-bounden, fast. 43 Soon three hundred mouths grow dry — Soon three hundred hungry men — Gaze up to God's blessed sky — Pray for food — but pray in vain, Now the ghastly visage tells Fiercest woes that man endures — Foes that mortal arm ne'er quells — Maladies he never cures ! HoIlow cheek and sunken eye — Burning tongue and livid lip, — Only slaked in dreaming sleep. Trembling limbs and beating heart, Soon 't will cease its faculty, Bid the raving soul depart ! Ha ! the maniac laugh begins ! Rabid with the rage for food, Burning in the quenchless flame, Blessed God ! they curse thy name ! Thine, the good man's sweetest sigh Tho' afflictions round him fly ! In life, in death, to thee he clings As bird beneath its parent's wings ! Aye ! the brain in agony spins Waking thirst for Blackman's blood ! " Ope the hatch ! " the hatch they ope ; " Bring the reptiles from their hole ! " — 44 From the fetid hold they grope, Few that could their limbs control ! " To the deep— or die the death ! " Welcome ! welcome ! to the deep ! Fatherland ! receive their breath — Ah ! their spirits now shall sleep ! Deep in Ocean's gurgling billow, Christians make the Blackman's pillow ! Limbs unshackled, how they clung In a moment's fond delight — As the evening when they sung Ere that dread disastrous night ! Husband near the wife once more — Friend with friend and son with mother — Till the billows eddying o'er, Pitying, Afric's anguish smother ! Half they drown — but half they spare. " Hold ! " the skipper mocks, " Repair " To whence ye came ! Bolt on the chain ! " Your kinsmen sleep well in the main. " Back — foul remnants ! ye must live " Recompense for life to give! " God beholds the deed on high — Guardian Angels shuddering weep — Still no lightnings rend the sky, Whirlpools rise not from the deep ! 45 The Slaver's Song. Chorus. " Fill the sails, and bear away ! " Merry's the gale the Slaver cheers ! " Soon shall gold our ills repay, " When the port our good ship nears! 1 " Gold — the balm for every pain — " Lord of Pleasure, and the key "Of the Virtue women feign " Of the Patriot's Liberty ! " Chorus. Fill the sails &c. " Holy men confess thy power, " Since they crave thee as a dower, " When they ope the world of bliss " To the soul that goes from this ! " Chorus. Fill the sails &c. " Gold will satisfy for sin " Tho' a Tyrant you have been — " Libertine — Extortioner, " Cut-throat and Adulterer ! " Chorus. Fill the sails &c. " Is he rich ? is woman's theme — " Is she rich ? man too demands — 46 " Who of Virtue ever dream " When the blessing joins their hands ? " Chorus. Fill the sails &c. " Gold gives beauty, every grace u Gold can mantle in the face — " Makes a villain pass for saint " Rids the bastard of his taint ! " Chorus. Fill the sails &c. " Kingdoms, Politics, Gold sways " All their boasted faith betrays — " If in hell they had but gold " Quenching waters might be sold ! " Chorus. Fill the sails &c. " Who resists thee ? mighty Gold ! " By what power art controll'd ? " If you ask what Gold ne'er brings — " 'T is a cure when Conscience stings!" Chorus. " Fill the sails and bear away ! " Merry's the gale the Slaver cheers ! " Soon shall gold our ills repay, " When the port our good ship nears ! " Thus he sang, the Slaver-Chief — Bold in recklessness of sin ! Thus he mock'd the Blackman's grief Famishing the hold within ! 47 Still many a morn and many a night Pass'd — but port ne'er hove in sight ! VII. The babes in their cot have wither'd and died — Like a rose that grew in a garden-bower, The earliest child of Spring — It had sipp'd anon of each friendly shower That hail'd its blossoming : But a blast from the North came rushing fast — Poor unprotected thing ! With the sun-set eve its glory was past — It was left to droop on the thorn beside ! The Minstrels have sung ; but not in delight, And not of joy the notes — For the chorus doth lack its accustom' d might As on the breeze it floats. The lament was a widow'd mother's moan — Alone, and old — she pray'd, That the Spirit might save her only son — His death till hers delay'd ! Then she pray'd a curse on the Whiteman's ship That waked God's wrath from its lowering sleep. She pray'd that the Slaver might never rest On sea or land, — might never be blest 48 With peace or joy ; But endless annoy, And withering care, With the spirits of air That rule the night His rest would blight ! She said ; — and the Spirits of Fatherland Obedient to her prayer — From the graves where they slept, their wings expand And sail the midnight air. Midnight. — The Skipper and the Master of the Watch. The Skipper. — " How fares the night ? " The Master of the Watch. — " Sad ! dreary wane " The misty stars to-night ! " The moon is quench'd — and black the main " Seems solid cloud ! no light ! " No breeze ! " " The Watch ? " " We keep ! " "The Slaves?" " Their chains are still — they sleep ! "The crew?" " Still tortured all ! " In vain within their births they creep — Sleep soothes them not ! they fall 49 Convulsed — a sudden sulph'rous light Discovers murder'd men ! A moment's rest — again Ghastly terrors dim the sight ! Moans as tho' of men that weep — Restless spirits flitting by Rattling chains the decks between- Now on deck and now on high — Mocking steps of feet unseen — Oh ! there is no foe like thee — Conscience ! in thy cruelty ! VIII. Few remain — not few the woes Wrathful Heaven showers down ! Yaws * and Fever, mingled throes Symbol God's pursuing frown — Baffling calm and head- wind gale Now delay, and now drive back — Devious thus the ship must sail, Many a winding bout and tack ! Noon -day sun blears in the sky, Like a furnace comet-fed — Radiant intensity Torturing th' -eternal dead ! * A loathsome ulceration. 50 Scorching o'er the waveless main, Blue above, and blue beneath ; For no breezes cheer the plain Of that wide Genesereth ! Creaking blocks and flapping sails, To and fro they lash the mast — Shatter d ere the grappling gales Storm them, half the ocean pass'd ! " Sluggish winds ! why breathe ye not ? " Round the ship the waters rot * — " Crawling o'er the matted weed, " Boring insects on her feed — " If we sink not — food shall fail " God of Heaven ! send a gale ! " " Lo ! a speck ! it comes ! 'tis come !" Aye — 'tis come ! On ocean's foam Hark ! he sounds the stark reveille, * "Were it not (says Hawkins, the first Englishman wh« engaged in the slave-trade) for the moving of the sea by the force of the winds, tides, and currents, it would corrupt into life ! An experiment of this I saw, when lying with a fleet about the islands of Azores, almost six months; the greater part of which time we were becalmed. Upon which all the sea became so replenished with various sorts of jellies, and forms of serpents, adders, and snakes, as seemed wonderful " &c. &e> — See the notes, for the whole passage. 51 Boreas, the tempest lord ! Swelling — dying — distant — nigh, Panic-striking, dread accord ! Now it bursts, the sullen roar — As of famish' d lion when Roaming for his cherish'd gore Near some teeming cattle-pen. " Helm down ! . . . . Stand by the mast ! The ship is safe — the squall hath pass'd, Her timbers creak' d — she reel'd forlorn, In storm-rout by the tempest borne : But now as swan with bosom sleek Foaming along, her hissing beak Now climbs a mount, now skims a vale Of ocean 'neath the rushing gale. The rapid Dolphins round her fly, The Flying-Fish in panic soar, A short-lived respite in the sky From ocean hounds with flashing eye, The Dolphin and the Albicore ! With graceful glide and vaulting leap Now throng the Dancers* of the deep — * The Porpoise, or sea-hog. The sailors amuse themselves by striking him with the harpoon. The flesh is rarely eaten.— See the Notes. E 2 Now shoot ahead — starboard* — a-lee, — Oh ! how they joy their liberty ! Yet man, whose cruel sports deny The fish its wave, the bird its sky, Strikes them when least the freemen heed — His only joy to see them bleed ! But now the Petrel t leaves the wake ; Her home's afar where billows break. Her nest the wave, her fate to roam Like bubbles of the Ocean's foam. For see ! the distant sky is clear — The waters round more bright appear — The sounding-line hath sunk, and found An omen of the joyful sound — " Land ahead ! " it glads the sight ! " Land ! " from off the topmast's height Is seen emerging from the deep — Bright as the pearls above the lip * Starboard is the right side of the ship, with the face towards* the bows ; larboard the left. A-lee is an adverbial phrase, applied by seamen to that side of the ship to which the wind is blowing, as windward is the contrary direction. f A small bird, called by the sailors " Mother Cary's chicken." They consider it a harbinger of storm : but in many voyages, I have found it as harmless a prophet as the robin, and as playful. Its note seems to articulate the words " Weet — weet." It flies among the eddies in the wake of the ship, in order to pick up the remnants of food that are thrown overboard by the cook, being evidently one of the scavengers of the sea. 53 Of lovely woman when she smiles, A distant hope, and still beguiles The palpitating heart, whose beat Proclaims the triumph of the cheat ! " Land ! land ahead ! " 'tis sweet to hear That voice of Hope and still of Fear ! Sound whose electric chain transferr'd From lip to lip glides to the soul — When eager hopes outstrip the word With Fancy's wings, and reach the goal The past forgot, — home — loves — and crime The Convict hails another clime — Where penitent, he may reclaim The Subject's and the Christian's name. From Persecution those that fly, Bless with a prayer the kinder sky That will respect their treasured creed — Nor wish to see God's creature bleed For thoughts his mind cannot deny. And they that roam beyond the main With nought to lose, but all to gain — Muse as they tramp the deck, and scheme — Aye ! " Land ahead ! " fulfils their dream ! The Slave ! what dream has he to bless And cheer him in his wretchedness ? 54 Tis not for Crime, nor Justice* sake, And not allured by Fortune's stake, That he has cross' d the sea a slave ! And in that word Hope finds her grave. END OF CANTO II. 55 CANTO III. They have torn us from our home, — Torn our roots from fatherland — Planted us in stranger loam — Left our wounded soil to bear Nettles and the choking tare ! Still they 'd have us bless the hand Avarice guides to sow the seed — Thankful that they let us feed — Thankful that they let us live, Galley-slaves without reprieve ! Thus their mercy hath decreed ! II. The remnant of that hapless band, Spared by the famine, by disease- Are borne unshackled to the strand- A momentary glad release ! 56 And now the mart of fellow-man ! The Whiteman comes to buy his kin — Gold glitters in his hand, nor can Remorse delay the Slavers sin. They ask not — seek not what thou art — A man, in flesh, in soul, in heart : But what their avarice hath made thee, Exclaiming : " God's wise laws degrade thee V Therefore Saviourless, if black ? Yes — the Slaver deems it so ! — Nature hurls the insult back — Reason's scorn — Religion's throe ! O blest Remorse ! thou angel sent By Heaven's God to guard this world, Ere final wrath on man be hurl'd, — To scourge his soul impenitent ! Hast thou no pang for Slaver's breast ? — No fury of the midnight hour ? — No agony with blear unrest ? — Art thou vanquish' d by the power Avarice usurps in man ? The ordeal of Bondage is begun ! All languid — fainting — speechless — wan — They make them walk — they make them run They feel their sides, their sinews span ; As brute beasts, in some cattle -fair, The sinewy limb, their only care ! 57 Is this the complemental pain — The cumulation of that curse Fulmined on man's primeval stain ?. Yet God himself spoke all the amerce : " Since thou hast sinn'd, in sorrow live ! " Only by toil, thine earth shall give " Thee, fallen one ! her herbage rude,* " Since thou hast spurn'd celestial food !' But God unmann'd him not ; for firm, Irrevocably man, his hand Was sceptred still o'er sea and land ! As when to each distinctive term Man gave, and all t by God's command. Instinctive vassals bow'd in thrall, Beast, bird, and reptile, humbler all ! Thus sacred awe subdues the soul, What time the young ambitious moon, As daring truant spurns the goal, Night-scattering awhile — but soon The monarch of the skies appears — Sole ruler of concentric spheres. For prostrate majesty is still Anointed king by Heaven's will — Thus angels bend adoring knee To Jesu in Gethsemane. * Gen. iii. 17, 18. t Ibid. ii. 19, 20. 58 III. The trial 's done — the price is paid ; — Ah ! see the Negro's shuddering frame ! Upon his breast the iron laid, Brands on his flesh his masters name ! * Gash his flesh ! no murmur dread ! Ye have bought him with your purse. Clip the soul's sustaining thread ! Hungry dogs will gnaw the corse. Earth will drink the Blackman's blood — And your sugar-cane will bloom Quicken d by the clotting flood, O'er the Blackman's gaping tomb ! Sing no requiem for Aim, — Ye may mock his agony ! 'T were a senseless waking dream ! As he lived, so let him die — Cast away, debased, benighted — Flower wither'd, crush'd, and blighted ! Semblance only of the race — Seeming man but in grimace ! Lust resistless, light thy fire — Africa will feed the flame ! * It may be necessary to state that it was usual in some islands (if not in all) to brand the name of the owner on the breast of the Negro. 59 Gold thou hast, the wanton sire Of poor Woman's withering shame ! Hear her cries — but heed them not, She must bend beneath her lot ! Conscience oft may gnaw within — But she 's black — it is no sin ! For her master thou art made — Who shall dare thy right invade ? She is thine — is thine by gold — Honour — Virtue with her sold ! Must it be so ? does he live Who such agony can give ? Thunderbolts ! why are ye slow ? Ye that Sodom sunk amain, In that dismal overflow, Herald of eternal pain ! He lives ! — Obedient Nature grants him life, Till God's behest of wrath be known. Then Retribution bares her knife — Then God's just Providence is shown. He lives a pamper'd, crippled* mass, That Nature is compell'd to own, As rank weeds of the drear morass — Or charnel-house, its skeleton. * Gout, in its worst forms, is proverbially the Planter's disease. 60 For God, denying grace and love, A vagrant suffer' d Cain to rove : Nay, set a mark to shield his life, Till unrepented crime was rife. Then comes the death-bed — test supreme Of all the Godless hope a dream ! The man is now a man — at least He feels that Crime is not more blest Than Virtue, when Death craves his feast — Alike to Death, the Dove or Vulture's nest ! The tree was green — but now 't is sear — The lamp burnt brightly — now 't is dry — 'T was morn — 't was noon — the night is near — And " Weep-poor-Will !" # with plaintive cry. He sees poor woman's tears, that bless All that she feels are in distress — He sees his children — Ah ! they claim T3ut are denied their father's name ! Disown'd !....and still bewail his lot — They wring their little hands, and kiss The lips that oft in health would hiss And curse them with dishonour's blot ! * "Weep-poor-Will," or " Whip-poor Will," — a bird so called from its peculiar note. Its appearance is supposed by the superstitious to forbode a death. 61 The innocents are furies now — " Away ! away ! — my burning brow ! " My limbs are rack'd ! ye goad my pains ! They leave him, — but Remorse remains. Shapes frightful — each with flaming stings Embody all his crimes — their wings Outspread, prepared for speedy flight. " I did not that !" " 'T was done at night- " No witness nigh ! " " Oh ! he is dead ! " That theft will never be repaid ! " " The Negro's blood is hot — 't is red * — " I feel it seething ! Fiends invade ! — "Standoff! I 'm not" Yes ! he is dead ! The pillow sods beneath his head ! Thus fades, as fades the passing day, Of mortal life, the green and flower ! April returns, but their decay To bud and bloom hath not the power ! " Weep not for us ! " the flowers sing, As Autumn wafts them on his wing, " For will not Spring restore the wreath We leave to deck thy triumph, Death ? " 'T is Virtue's hope ! Beyond the tomb, Virtue's eternal Spring shall bloom. * That word serves for the requisite rhyme, but the fact itx contemplation requires it. 62 Pride stalks its hour — Lust has its flitting joy- Ambition schemes and dangles with its toy — And Avarice hoards for other hands to strew — All, all but Virtue, find in Death a foe ! The bell hath toll'd — the pageant 's past — What is of earth to earth is cast — Then " Dust to dust." Night slumbers o'er The good, the bad, the rich, the poor ! IV. The Morn forgets the Night, for Heaven seems To smile upon the Planter, and his crimes ! The rising sun, with all his lavish beams, Awakes renew'd to bless the western climes — Where Avarice, Lust, its parent, Luxury Together, hand in hand, may scatter blight — And shield the crimes for which the guilty die, Whene'er the victim of their crime is white ! Still 't is a clime by Nature bless'd, 'T is Nature's favourite caress'd. How glad the sea- ward mariner (Whilst trade- winds breathe the friendly gale Uniting lands that parted were,) Surveys that sisterhood of isles, Smiling with Spring's immortal smiles ! Seeming to lean against the sky, 63 Like giants respited from fight ! Aye, giant-monuments they be Of Ocean's mangling victory ! Not violent assault, but toil, And patient mining heap'd the spoil — From Cancer's * sidelong summer-track, Till Capricornust drove him back. Delighted as we feel, and drink the breeze — Bright skies above, around the rippling seas, And many isles ! Whilst o'er their summits range The shadowing clouds, — beneath, the landscapes' ^change. Now lit by dancing gleams, now wrapt in shade, The fancy feasting and the eyes delay' d — Village and cot, and hill, and valleys green, Start up to variegate the magic scene. Bicleft or pinnacled, impending hills Stream liquid crystal from a thousand rills — Their founts above, where endless rivers flow, Ne'er cramp'd by frost, nor shrivell'd into snow. * The Summer-solstice. f The Winter-solstice. The author supposes the islands in both hemispheres to have been mainly formed by the movements of the ocean through countless ages ; — those movements being the effect of the earth's equatorial motion, but in a contrary direction and with respect to the poles, viz. borne to, and re- flected from the tropic of Cancer and the tropic of Capricorn, alternately. — See the Note. 64 Thirst, sea- ward thirst, beholds the treasure sink, As gold in miser's purse, to ocean's brink ! A tropic Isle is rising from the sea ! Athena-like* in martial panoply, She fronts the storm with adamant, and keeps For foes her culverins where lightning sleeps. But friends may pass. The curtain mounts, and Qwide Displays a Cosmorame on land or tide. High ammirals, three-deckers' cannon'd breast, Look ready war, and bear their country's crest — Protect the peaceful traders, prop of gain From many a clime, — Gaul, Britain, Gothland, t QSpain, The land of " Freedom," and the Baltic main. Some steadfast at their anchors ride, and yield, Or stow the treasures of the mine or field. * Athena, or Minerva. She sprung full-grown and armed from Jupiter's brain. The preceding description is of the distant aspect of the islands. What follows is the arrival. All the islands that the author has visited have forts built on an eminence jutting into the ocean. St. Bartholomeic has no less than three. The description applies more or less to all the islands ; but he has had in view that of St. Thomas, the Liver- pool of the Western Archipelago. f Germany. The author has taken the liberty to use that name, in memory of the conquerors of Rome, under Alaric. 65 A scene of busy life ! " Hand over hand ! "* The Tritons' song re-echoes o'er the land, — The shrill blocks scream, the sounding billows foam Beneath the prow that preens her wings for home ; Or seeks the port, her many perils o'er, And cheers the merchant with expected store. Canoes and skiffs, with oar or leaning sail Contending who shall first the stranger hail : Friend seeks his friend, and Industry, employ t — " What news ? what news ? " the stranger's first £annoy. Nor mars Hope's honey-moon ! she bids him stay, Smiles virgin-smiles — presents the casket J gay, Accepted, but still closed — till wanton eyes Are sated with the maid's amenities ! Oh ! here Pomona ends her pilgrimage, Spreads Islands of the Blessed, a golden age ! Peace treasures rest for man, and earth supplies, Untax' d, his barns — with gratitude to skies, That bless her with their showers and their dews ; The fruits man needs her breast shall ne'er refuse. * " Hand over Hand!" the chorus-song of the sailors in dis- charging the cargo. f Viz. Commission-merchants, fishermen, washerwomen, who come on board with their respective tenders. X Pandora's interesting present to Epimetheus, which cor- responds so strikingly with Lucifer's gift to man, and serves so well to illustrate the fate of immigrants to the West. 66 Content, unforced, to man her golden sheaves (The cruel plough unknown) she freely gives. Renew'd as man in flesh and blood by food, She moults no leaf, until its brotherhood Peep imminent, as babes from mother s arms, And quaff, to them resign'd, her latent charms. Then speeds the periodic flood.* The clouds, (As dying saints dissolved, resign their shrouds To mother earth, their spirits free, supreme !) Again their kindred greet in sea and stream. Long was their pilgrimage ! drove back — propell'd, O'er screaming wrecks, volcanoes, forests fell'd ; Saharas, syrtes, straits, and busy towns, Now smiling fleeces, now electric frowns ; Convolved, in shreds, a lion, tower, man — A trackless continent, and then a span ! A gauze that gold, bright blue, and red adorn, The veil of drowsy eve and bashful morn — And now the tropic waterman ! Descend ! Spring's welcome messenger, and Nature's friend ! Children of ocean — parents of the streams — The sun their father ; — now they screen his beams : (As gentle children, wrathful parents oft,) He yields the earth to them, and flames aloft. * The rainy season. It varies in duration from five to eight weeks, during which time the sun is " shorn of his beams," — seeming from time to time as if about to awake, but again over- powered by drowsiness. 67 . Antagonist electrics free the captive thaws, The rumbling thunders roar, andgrowl applause. Streams spread to seas, and crannies swell to streams, Forget their pebbles and the scorcher's beams. Clouds chasing clouds, as thoughts in Fancy's dell — Thoughts chasing thoughts, till Reason breaks the A nurse to man as Dirce * to a God — [spell. To mountains, kingly realms, the valley's sod — Sweets to the universe they kindly fling ; And now they bloom the tropic Summer-spring. A ceaseless flood of joy their eyes have wept, Till twice the moon hath waked, and shone, and slept. The kind Sultana decks with diamonds gay By night her rival, Sultan-deck'd by day ! Unjealous still she shines with sweetest sheen, Pure as the purest sigh of love serene. Attendant Venus, t prodigal of light, Leads to her couch the lady of the night. One lovely season calendars the year ; Unfading Summer dreads no Autumn-sear. Summer and Spring united hand in hand — The nymphs of Tempe with their choral band. * The nymph that nursed the infant Bacchus. f That planet is remarkably bright in the West — appearing to supply the place of the moon. Indeed the deficiency of twi- light is amply compensated by the brilliancy of all the heavenly bodies, whose rays find a ready transmission through the clear serene atmosphere of the islands. F 2 68 Fragrance bedew'd the lily and the rose In jealous beauty, ne'er their eyelids close.* The virgin jasmine woo'd by evening gales, Opes her sweet breast, the lover's bliss exhales. Whilst constant Heliotrope t with anxious eye Pursues her fickle swain, and droops to die ! 'T is woman's unrequited love ! she swore In bliss ; deserted, — still she loves the more ! Here teeming Nature wreathes her smiles. From [trees, From shrub, from vine — the land, the living seas, — She generously stores her lap. The vine Drips rosy dew-drops from her pendant bine : Ananas X yield their perfumes to the sky, Their nectar to the feast of Luxury. Immortal Plantain ! first a fragment clove, § Becomes a tree, and then a thick-set grove ! The parent dies, the axe must cleave the stem, All useless now — but needs no requiem — She dies like Phoenix ! sprouts unnumber'd rise — To grow, to teem, to die their destinies ! * Blooming all the year. f The sun-flower— it closes and droops in the evening. X Pine-apples — in the islands they grow in open fields. § Plantains are propagated by small sprouts being cloven from the trunk. 69 And milk for man, whilst Theobromas * still, Manioc t transforms her poison into meal ! Guyava J spares the dairy-maid's employ, Yields triple sweets, lest daintiness should cloy. Crested, in rank and file, substantial Maize ! § Man's body-guard, — her trust she ne'er betrays. Nor thou unsung, soft vegetable thread ! || Here Nature spins thee, Winter's fleece instead ; And wayward Taste shall stranger charms bestow, Madder, and chilka, fustic, indigo, f * The Coco-trees, whence chocolate, the portable soup of tra- vellers between the tropics. Theobroma is the botanical name (6€oc god ; l3pu)fia food)— in fact it is but another name for Am- brosia, the food of the gods, as Nectar was their drink. f The Cassava, or Cassada. Such is the poisonous nature of its juice, that it has been known to destroy life in a few minutes. The Indians used it to poison their Spanish persecutors ; but when it is subjected to the action of heat, it becomes a very whole- some food in the shape of meal. By boiling, the cassava-juice is also made into an excellent sauce for fish. Its botanical name is Iatropha. % The Guava or guyava is about as large as a peach or small pear. It makes an excellent sweet soup or stew, marmalade, and jelly, which last is used like butter — a very good substitute in a climate where butter is almost always liquified by the heat. § The Indian-corn, or Zea-mays. Two crops are obtained in a season ; and six weeks are sufficient for the full growth of some of the species. || The Cotton-plant. " Cotton, though it differs but little from linen, approaches nearer to the nature of woollen ; and on that account must be esteemed as the next best substitute of ivhich clothing may be made." — Sir R. Phillips. % Violet, green, yellow, blue — the common dies. 70 Whate'er thy dress, thine origin the same — Thus Charity points to whence her blessings came. Though man s best fig-leaf in his fallen state, Like homely bliss, too cheap for rich or great ! Arise, Pimento * — treasury of spice ! Pandora of the grove, without her vice. Kiss every gale, and leave the fragrant kiss — 'T will spread unspent, not waste thy loveliness. Here blooms Cahouah,t Amalthea's breast, The nymph by grateful Jove with plenty bless'd. And here Nicotiana % — fume divine ! A gift of Nature — praise be therefore thine ! Abused (as Noah's wine) a secret foe — But used (as friendship) yields a cheering glow — Like soothing Melon, noon's delicious spring ! Here reigns the Western Palm § with spreading wing, Whose juice is drink, whose jellied pulp is meat — Whose interlacing leaves defend from heat, And cleanly mats spread carpets for the feet. Thine is the cable tugging 'gainst the gale, Thy branch a mast, thy fibres weave the sail ; A needle from thy kernel's bony rind * Jamaica-pepper, or allspice — Eugenia pimenta. f The Coffee-tree. Cahouah is the original Arabic — it means strength or vigour. j Tobacco. § The Cocoa-nut-tree ; all the uses of which are given in the text. 71 Shall sew it ; — cordage from thy husk shall bind — Thyself the bark !....What fails thee but the wind ? There the amphibious Mangrove * drinks the brine, Still green with healthy sap her branches shine ! Where oft the storm-chased Heron t shall recruit, Whilst Jew-fish \ bank around her sea-girt root ! Lift it — behold the diver all bestrown With suckling pearls, — adopted, — not her own ! Hesperian apples bloom, and bless the breeze, But dragonless, nor need a Hercules — The fenceless Orange waits the travellers hand — Pomona's emblem in her tropic land ! The gentle nymph disdains the cruel Cane, In shape a skeleton, and oft a stain § * One of the most curious trees in this island (Jamaica) is the Mangrove. Its element is the ocean, along whose margin it grows, taking root in the sands, and shooting its numerous stems downwards, so as to form a thickly-planted natural palisado. The depth of water where it grows is sometimes from two to three feet, and its height from fifteen to twenty feet. Those parts of the stems which are helow the water are often covered with a small species of oyster, which explains the paradox of oysters growing upon trees. — Steioart. f An aquatic bird, that migrates in flocks from the island of Cuba. It is commonly called the white galding. — Ibid. % I am not able to say what induced the islanders thus to christen (if I may so speak) those fishes; they are certainly among the " fattest of the land," or rather of the sea. § In allusion to the red streak seen in the cane. 72 Of what seems streaking blood, she sees, And shuddering departs to kinder trees. And well she may ! for in its drying straw The hungry Chigoe # broods, and sharps her claw, To charnel-house the hapless pilgrim's feet, Incautious treading where she waits her meat. Nor lacks she speed — for creeping, frequent stride, Though short, like whisp'ring Scandal, travels wide. But roam the wild, to muse, to see, to hear All Nature in her universal prayer ! The congregation of the bosky dell That hath its king,t its preacher, $ and its bell ! § Its sly assassin || in the moonlight clear — Its living grave the tropic scavenger ! IF Or scent, or sight, unerring guides his way, Or thou that art man's father, foul Decay ! ** * A little insect, that pioneers her way into the flesh between the toes, on the hand, and in the soles of the feet. If neglected she soon multiplies, and a putrid sore is the consequence. f The crested cassique, Oriohis cristatus. % A South American bird, so called. § The Campanero, a bird that perfectly imitates the sound of a bell. || The owl, that preys in the twilight or during moonlight nights. It steals upon its victim unawares. IF The vulture, which performs important services in hot climates by devouring carcases that would otherwise be a source of offensive and noxious exhalations. ** " I have said to Corruption, Thou art my father." Job, xvii. 14. 73 Society, whose wars are ever just, Its love co-ordinate, and never lust. Its laws unlearnt, still never disobey' d ; Each lives for self, and still no trust 's betray'd. Distinct, or like, — still recognised by sight, Or by a note of sorrow or delight. "Words they pronounce articulate and clear, A moan — a call — a question to the ear ! * But most are silent ; for to them belong The blaze of Beauty, not the soul of Song. When twilight whispers love, meek Nightingale ! What are their splendours to thine artless tale ? Thus woman's beauty paints a heartless toy, — A leaf of gold on weightless base alloy ! The cunning builders shine their life away, All rainbow-spectres of the solar ray ! Aye fancy revels o'er thine elfin wing Unearthly Colibry ! the mine shall bring To thee its ruby, topaz, every gem — Humming the while upon thy aloe-stem. t * A moan — " Weep-poor-Will," is the note of the caprimulgus grandis. — A call — " Will-come-go," is the call of the caprimul- gus acutus. — A question — " Who are you?" is the cry of the caprimulgus guianensis. f The Humming-bird. Trinidad is famous for the number and variety of its humming-birds. I think thirty-nine varieties have been collected, from the size of the humble bee to that of the sky-lark, and of the most gorgeous and splendid colours that light and shade can produce." — Halliday. They prefer the aloe- tree. 74 Complacent suns shall burnish all, and Jove, Meekly disguised,* shall woo thee in the grove ! Thus Nature blessing, gaily walks the land — Strewing her blessings, still she fills her hand ! "What though the Sun, her minister to all, Obedient scorches, reckless, vertical ? Her other minister, the cooling Deep, Fans gentle zephyrs till her evening sleep. Then warmer grown herself, she sleeps in calm, Whilst grateful Earth administers the balm. For God who gave a colder clime to find Where He a comfort for the hearth design'd, — Set free, himself, " with healing in its wing." t The sea and land-breeze, 'neath the burning Ring ! J Thus Nature bless'd — but Sin hath curst the West — Transform'd her garden to a house of pest ! What seems so fair — the Dead Sea's apples dead — That Hunger grasps, but finds them dust, not bread ! * The disguises of Jupiter in his amours were very numerous. Perhaps the most interesting was the one he assumed to woo the diminutive daughter of an Asiatic king : viz. the form of an ant. Her name was Clitoris. f Mai. iv. 2. J The equatorial regions enjoy the perpetual alternation of breezes, blowing from the sea by day, and from the land by night. The phenomenon is explained in the Notes. 75 Thousands deceived — deceived are thousands still, Seeking the god of gold ! Perverted will Bridges the deep — and soon the pilgrims hail His luring shrine — they breathe the incense-gale — The golden shower falls ?....Go — see their grave ! 'T will tell you, Be content with what you have ! The digger there (he digs for worms to reap) Shall catalogue the sleepers sound and deep — Shall catalogue the picture's other side — 'T is more than other half when sorrows tide ! Shall tell you, once dread Dysenteries * gloom For warning — twice, forbode thy coming doom ! Shall warn you, — if a thorn your flesh divide, The fest'ring wound deep spreads its poison wide, And wasteful gangrene then, bespeaks your bier — Your friends afar, impatient strangers near ! Ague, catarrh, swell'd limbs, foul leprosy — But all are mercies, pest of pests to thee ! From marshes where the venom' d viper sleeps, Exterminator, yellow fever, leaps ! His helmet is a crannied skull, upon Whose hairless arch is seen a vulture darting — Flapping his wings, the carrion banquet done, — When the keen nerves have ceased their stubborn [[smarting, And the reluctant soul from flesh is parting. * That disease rarely attacks oftener than twice ; the second attack is generally fatal.— See the Notes. 76 And beaming o'er his outstretched neck, a crown Begemm'd and gorgeous — whilst the proud enheart'- [ning Motto, blazing the night, proclaims Renown Unto the Conqueror!.... A bitter, ghastly frown Falls from his visage — 't is the freezing chills, Shot from a cloud where broods the pregnant Pest Arching the tropics — when the seaman feels The stagnant blood around his heartstrings press'd, And urgent Death to Fever bares his breast. Dark booming o'er the land, Death strikes his prey, Whilst men are sleeping in a fatal rest, As Egypt when the angel pass'd — and day Burthens the weeping paths, that wend to Golgotha !* What friend will shield thee from the conqueror's []might ? Thy gold, in life deem'd firmest, first in flight ! Thy kin, companions, leave thee at the grave ! Thy works alone, if proof, stand fast, and crave (Ne'er lost, but gone before) thy Maker's grace. To them in life or death, he turns his face. Then wilt thou speed to stranger climes afar ? Presume to mount a Phaeton's devious car ? Flying from Poverty, thy Pride disdains ; Scorn what thou hast — thy frugal honest gains — * Which is, being interpreted, the place of a skull.— St. Mark, xv. 77 Let Passions be thy steeds, thy car Desire — Drive trackless, and unmapp'd, through fieldsof fire — Thy stars are bright ! Grow rich at once ! Command Ships on the sea, and slaves upon the land — Have power, and wealth to purchase smiles from all, And parasites to crowd thine open hall ! Art thou content ? Is not thy pride the same ? Nay, loftier risen on the prop of fame ! Aye there thy misery began, and there It ends in hopeless, canker'd, bleak despair ! But grant thy griefs are many, pleasures few — Thy lot is mans, if what 's reveal' d be true I Hast pined like Job ? Behold his sorrows end : Hast wept like Mara ? * — God will give a friend ! t Thou art a little fish to swim the deep Where mightier ones invade, but God shall keep ; Shall screen thy helplessness, or blast their wrath Maelstroms for them, for thee a Red-Sea path ! A bird He fledged, but gave thee not to know, (Else than his general Providence may show) Whether on hill, in dale, on ocean, stream, Thou mayst be better, though it better seem. * " And she said unto them, Call me not Naomi ; call me Mara : for the Almighty hath dealt very bitterly with me." Ruth, i. 20. f " And the woman said unto Naomi, Blessed be the Lord, which hath not left thee this day without a kinsman, that his name may be famous in Israel." — Ibid. iv. 14. 78 Hear not the Syrens of deceitful Pride ! Lash thyself fast, the captain by thy side, — Contented Reason — where thy God shall dwell, And Tobit's * incense dissipate the spell. Asmodeus shall fly before thy face, If Sarah's humble worth thy pride replace. An humble worth, that builds no human hope, As avalanche above an Alpine slope. Virtue and toil — the surest alchemy, If but contented with thy God's decree : Millions and Vice will leave thee very poor, — Thy millions cannot buy Remorse a cure ! Go ! ask the Slaver — ask the Planter — ask His jovial sons — Ah ! what they feel they mask ! Shall Bacchanalian rout — the fatal dice, And loveless concubines, shall these entice ? Oh ! better be the Slave, to toil forlorn, Than live thy Passion s slave — thy Reason's scorn ! Be born to eat, to drink, to sleep, to lust — Then as a lamp extinguish'd by a gust ! Thine earth unknown, the wisdom of the sky — Thyself still more — thy duties, — destiny — And most thy God, who, tuning sky and earth, Finds thee a screeching discord from thy birth ! * As this name occurs in that portion of the Scriptures which in considered Apocryphal by some, the text will be fully ex- plained in the Notes, should the allusion be not understood. 79 By thee, perverted all his gifts ! in streams Earth blasted, pestilential poison teems ! Gold ! Gold thine aim ! for gold is life betray'd To ceaseless, racking toil ; her sweets delay' d Till thon art rich enough — thy fortune made ! But when the stalk its heaviest load shall bear, Glitt'ring its brightest — Summer's scythe is near : The reaper comes ! will prayers — will tears avail ? Its very fulness dooms it to the flail ! The harvest is, as it has grown — or chaff, Or bread, — man's footstool, or his pilgrim-staff. Still thou art gather'd !....What hast left behind? Some gold — a manor, to the law resign'd — A wife, perchance, (some venture on a wife — For love, good Jacob — Socrates for strife — A Rachel* or Xantippe^ still for life! ) And children — granted — Nature's kindest gift ! Hast weighed the terms, perceived the scope, the [drift ? * " AndJacob loved Rachel ; and said, I will serve thee seven years for Rachel thy younger daughter. — "Gen. xxix. 18. f The wife of Socrates, remarkable for her ill-humour and peevish disposition, which have become proverbial. Some sup- pose that the philosopher was acquainted with her moroseness and insolence before he married her, and that he took her for his wife to try his patience, and to inure himself to the malevo- lent reflections of mankind !— a self-denial most philosophical, but certainly most unpoetical, and very Christian in a heathen. 80 Hast led them by the hand, to God on high — In wisdom creeping, walking — now to fly Without the parent-wing, alone, but strong, 'Mid stormy Poverty and crushing Wrong ? If not — why hast thou lived — indulged a crime, That thou in death, they must lament in time ? The innocents in mental blindness grope Their friendless way, — and see each setting hope Pass like the rainbow with delusive cheat — Oft disappointed, still the spell repeat ! Hoping to-day, to-morrow, to be bless'd, — A phantom born and dying in the breast ! As some poor maiden whose beclouded light, Eclipsed too early by a mornless night, Dreams of the firmament, its million eyes — And hopes that they for her may some day rise ; Thinks of the fields, the flowers, and the streams, If they are all so fair as oft she dreams — Asks if the little birds that chirp in Spring, Are all as gaily feather'd as they sing ? Thinks that the face of Friendship must be fair, Since all her fond heart sees should mantle there ! Thus may they live, sweet Pity's cherish'd guest — Or roam forlorn in early graves to rest ! The father's folly punish'd in the child ! 'T is even so — God will not be reviled. All Nature's bliss is based on laws fulfill'd — 81 Man's reproductive laws are not repeal'd. The parents in the child regenerate live — Both have a lasting heritage to give. Co-operating in the scheme divine, If they in Virtue, Wisdom, Health, combine But ruinously hostile to a law, (In which no special pleading finds a flaw) — When both, or one deficient, they presume To curse with life, anathemas of doom ! Or else is wedlock but a trade — its bliss A sensual pastime — Prostitution's kiss ! The end of holy wedlock is not self — A pleasure to be sold and bought by pelf; But 'tis a contract Nature signs with thee, — And as 't is worded shall thy children be. Shame of Humanity — Nature's disgrace, The Libertine shall run his lustful race ; Desires sated generate disease — His mind a wreck — wasted his energies — And then shall wed — to germ a Socrates !.... The father must be sound — the mother too — This Nature needs, to prove her wisdom true. For Socrates beheld his sons despise, A^ erring satellites his brilliant skies. Was it the luckless turning of the dice ? No ; — 'twas Xantippe gave them all her vice. G 82 Man cannot change man's nature. Nature's rule Obey'd or spurn'd, she yield's a sage or fool, (Vice is but folly) and a tree or dog — Man breeds a hound or cur — and shapes a log ; But more he cannot do, e'en should he please ! The fool, the vicious are imperfect trees, Or curs, with more or less of this or that — Too dry, too moist, too meagre, or too fat. Instruction modifies, Religion clips — Still in her stubborn torpor Nature sleeps! Then see a Jerome raging 'gainst himself — Or Ananias satanized by pelf — And heartless Judas!.... Still did Christ endure The man that preaching miracles could not cure ! And God had spared a Sodom, had there been But ten just men exempt from Sodom's sin ! Examples speak. Perchance these clearly tell That vice is not a mere magician's spell That we may break or counter-charm by lips — " So be it; — it is done !" the serpent slips ; — Hands cannot hold it; — round the neck, the legs, Living it glides, escapes, and drops its eggs. Through generations battling, never slain — Its steadfast arsenal, the human brain ! " Society lives on," the worldly-wise Exclaim ! — Nay, only seems to live, and dies — 83 Like rotten stems, with branching foliage bright, Where congregate the prey-birds of the night ! But Nature needs the Good — a living prayer, Their deeds mount up to Heaven — blossom there — And shed their fragrance o'er their brothers here. Egypt had Joseph — Christendom has Christ. When good men fail, all Nature is chastised. Her harmony is marr'd, and Discord rules The motley concert of misguided fools. Ambition, Avarice, lawless Pride invent The score of each discordant instrument — Whilst Mammon stands aloof, and waves his wand, The Corypheus of the Bedlam-band ! Then must we banish to the Poet's dream The fact, that Nature's bliss was once supreme ? That God seem'd all good once, as He remains, In spite of fancied and of real pains ? Reader of Nature ! 't is from nature's health, Not her disease, the child of Pride and Wealth, That thou may'st learn the destiny of Man — Fallen, but still of God, as he began ! Turn to the fields, the skies, the sea;— confess That the Divinity design d to bless. Nay, what shall seem a curse, his blessing is — A medicine to cure thy maladies. Expand the noble mind — expand the heart — g2 84 See Love and Reason link'd in every part ! In every part whereon their pillars rise, Support God's temple 'neath its roof, the skies. Man, the great Pontiff — Love, the holocaust — Good deeds, the incense, burnt, but never lost ! Since to Creations least, recorded where Deeds are the best, the most efficient prayer. Preserving and preserved, God's will for all — Consuming and consumed, the humbler call Of creatures reasonless that live to die — Their life a sunbeam, and their death a sigh ! Still needed in their little way — to sing, To glitter, feed, and serve — Eternal Ring, Whose centre and circumference is God ! He frowns ! — the lightning strikes — the mountains He smiles — all creatures bless his holy name, [nod ! Some scathed — some spared — still all must bless [the same. The means exhibited, the end conceal'd — If we were God, the end would be reveal'd. But circumscribed in knowledge as in power, Whilst daisies sip, but know not whence the [shower — Whilst daisies thirst, but know not whence the [drought — Still Man can pinnacle aspiring thought, — And trace dispensing God to whence he streams The blessing shower, and the parching beams. 85 This Attribute, this Nature, Woman, Man — Surely enough to fill thy infant-span ! Aye, grasp them — bless them, with their many £woes — Misnamed, since God permits them, tho' he knows ! Pain, inner Joy — a storm, a moving rill — Feel that, desist — feel this, and bless his will ! Thus Nature warns ere to the scourge she pass — Then be not deaf, as Balaam to his ass. Joy is the rainbow-sign that Nature sends — Pain her stern harbinger when Death impends — Death, the last blessing of creative might, When Man had cancelled his primeval right ! Who speaks the cold and withering blasphemy, - That fallen Man to sin is therefore free ? As well your pardon'd hound may bite the hand That spares him with a Master's reprimand ! Proceed — M There is no God !".... Then eat and [[drink — And die — and then to drear Oblivion sink ! No hope ! no Love ! .... on blotted clouds to read, " The end ! the end of hope, of love, of every [deed ! " My nature shrinks — or God in me ! that knell, Is what sin blazon d on the walls of Hell ! Sweet Hope ! Religion s fondest child ! be mine — A deathless soul, a God for ever thine ! Poor in the things that Misers may demand — But rich in thoughts of good, my soul ! expand. Be thine to love thy fellow-man — to shed The tear of sympathy — to share thy bread With all that's Man — and thus to love thy God — To bless Humanity, as rain the sod ; — Or as a softly flowing spring that stills "Where oft the thirsty pilgrim leans, and fills, From out its silent but refreshing stream, His little shell beneath the noonday-beam. Thus, thus may'st thou the Christians pledge redeem. Open thy hand, thy God above shall see — Shall bless the deed, approve thy Charity ; Like the Samaritan unknown, unseen, Be Charity thy beacon and thy screen. If Man's ingrate, Humanity is not — Ingratitude's by selfishness begot. Seek not for gratitude — but seek a friend; — That friend, Humanity, her aid shall lend, When he that stings or blesses thee may fail ! Her voice will mount, and with thy God prevail. Then Angels shall thy deeds in triumph sing — And thy reward from the Approver bring. His eye discerns who charitably give From those who yearn, Man's praises to receive. Be thine to think thy good deed Providence — T is theirs to think their mock'ries heathen Chance. 'No ; — there are Angels walking Earth's expanse — 87 Some are to curse, but many more to bless — God's own ambassadors to soothe Distress. For if they scourge, we bless the scourging rod — Since it is softened by the hand of God ; And if ye bless us, Seraphim or Man ! It is from God alone that bless ye can. Pass on, proud Pharisee ! reserve thy deed Till men can see and bless thee with its meed ! Despise the Beggar's blessing, or his curse ; For Pomp and Flatterers reserve thy purse ! " He that pities the Poor, to Heaven lends" — And thus, the Good Man makes the Poor his friends. Be his the maxim, his the hope, the prize ; Thine, both the prize and maxim to despise ! A day, a month, a year, thy triumph lead — Eternity's the term for his decreed ! The Vain despised him ; still he walk'd his way, And treasured deeds he knew w T ould not decay. He flung his bread upon the running stream, # Truth told him 'twould return — it proved no dream. Just, merciful, he firmly look'd on Death — Angels were near, received his parting breath. In probity tho' frail — still based above, Soaring with love reflected, still with love — * " Cast thy bread upon the waters ; for thou shall find it after many days. Give a portion to seven, and also to eight ; for thou knowest not what evil shall be upon the earth."— Eccl. xi. 1, 2. He spurn d the Miser's gold-concealing sod, Resign' d the creature for the creature's God. The World's applause he sought not ; — still his name Like early love is sigh'd, thrills thro' the frame — The sparkling tremor of a heart that feels More than the eloquence of lips reveals — When words fail thoughts, and only tears can speak, And lend interpretation to the cheek That glows and fades, and glows and fades again, The heart thus alternating joy and pain ! The pain that grateful hearts must ever feel, Since they can ne'er perform what prompts the will — With generous envy of that nohle heart That God permits his blessings to impart ! Oh yes ! — a good man is Religion's fence — The proof that God exists, — of Providence. Hope then, forlorn of Earth ! be cheer'd, poor Slave ! Earth has her Boaz * — Abraham the Grave.t * " And Boaz said unto her, At meal-time, come thou hither, and eat of the bread, and dip thy mor*sel in the vinegar. And she sat beside the reapers ; and he reached her parched corn, and she did eat, and was sufficed, and left. And when she was risen up to glean, Boaz commanded his young men, saying, Let her glean even among the sheaves, and reproach her not ; and let fall also some of the handfuls of purpose for her, and leave them, that she may glean them; and rebuke her not." — Ruth, ii. 14—16. f " And it came to pass that the beggar died, and was carried by the angels into Abraham's bosom." — Luke, xvi. 22. VI. Early a-field the Drivers lead The Planter's slaves — unused to toil, Save in the dear paternal mead. God's evening dewdrops bless'd the soil — It gave them fruit. He said " 'twas good : " And they were free to sleep and sing, And eat God's frugal Manna-food, And kiss their babes, and join the ring, And trip the merry hours away — In dark or sunshine — Virtue's day. For God can bless a wilderness ! Where'er Love builds her humble cot Kind Heaven gives the Savage bliss — Love and his food denies him not. Ah ! we have known that heavenly treasure ! Tho' poor still happy in the wild — 'T was Heaven's own teeming, fullest measure The love that then our toils beguiled ! It is not love we feel in thee, Cruel, unjust captivity ! Oh ! give us to the wild again ! The River's bank — the roofless plain, With love enjoy'd in Liberty ! It was barbaric ; still 'twas true, — For Nature breathed its extasies ! Root, branch, and stem unscathed it grew — 90 It was the ivy 'neath the skies, That shares with its loved parent-tree, The raging blast, the friendly calm : — Earth's least alloy'd felicity, Beneath our centenary Palm ! Not guided by the Whiteman's light, (All clouded by his love for gold) Belike we walk'd in savage night ! Still, still by Nature's laws controll'd, Accordant with our Fathers' creed : They said not, " As we say, do you — But as we do, do not /".... their deed, Their faith and hope were like in hue. Ye darken'd on our fated coast, Led by the ruthless Fury that pursues All Nations like a haunting ghost, When Guardian Angels aid refuse. Ye taught us to enslave — to sell The captive of the Victor's bow — Ah ! had we known your distant hell — "We never would have spared the blow ! But ye instill' d your Avarice deep, As poison from the silent steel. Ye soothed our consciences to sleep Beneath the magic of the seal Your Gold stamp'd on the savage breast — And then could justify the deed, Self-styled the friends of men distress'd, 91 Who otherwise, in death would bleed ! How felt the Slave that knew her fate ? Clogg'd with her chains, she spoke by sighs, The tears down gushing as she sate — Till frantic grief burst into cries, — " There is my country ! " — hers no more ! " There I was born ! " The evening fell, The night- wind howling from the shore, As Fatherland's lamenting knell. Still 'twas a hope to Memory dear, Tho' doom'd so far to roam ! That soon the long-wish'd dawn would cheer The exiles from their home ! The Brother's ardent wish, the tear That Sisters shed as Autumn-sear ! Still 'twas a hope, a soothing dream, By fond affection fed — Aye, 'tlwas the hope of Summer-gleam Ere Winter's frost has fled ! 'T will flow at last the gladsome stream, — And all the land with joy shall teem ! Still 'twas the hope of steadfast love, Tho' distant, still 'twas near! Nor winds, nor seas, as Love can rove For those we hold most dear ! E'er by their side, at each remove — In rest, in watching, like the Dove ! 92 memory of better days ! Why lingerest thou, enduring spell 1 Can thought supply past Summer's rays To them that in North Winters dwell ? Wherefore recall a bliss that's fled ? 'T is strewing flowers on the dead — 'Tis watering a wither'd tree — To dream of bliss in misery ! And yet what sorrow can efface, — Poor Mother of that hapless race ! — That memory so sweet, so dear, That once thy little ones were near — Were thine ; and thus were happy, free ! Slept on thy breast, play'd on thy knee — Hung on thy lip, — their father nigh, His arm all insult to defy ; — His heart, a father's, to provide, To love, instruct, to cheer, to chide ! But spare the vain delusive sigh, Its echo will be mockery ! Tell weeping angels all thy woe — Tell kindly spirits as they roam What time the midnight lamp shall glow- They will lament thy ruin'd home. But let thy master ne'er descry Thy falling tear, nor hear thee sigh. — Poor captive bird ! of freedom dream, Then wake and weep the real tear ! 93 Aye, 't is like thine, her requiem ! Her lot is thine — for should she rear Her little comforts 'neath her wings — And fill their open beaks, and hear Their grateful chirp for what she brings, Each, ere it cease to need her wing — Ere it hath learnt its note to sing — Each, one by one, is torn away ! Disjointed love ! — one member here — Another there, and everywhere But 'neath her wing, where it was bless'd With love and care, — its mother's breast ! Aye, thus to thee, a mother's name All joyless, hopeless, never brings A charm, as tho' from God it came ! It yields what e'en the father stings, — To expiate its parents' blame ! Breathed with a curse, its fatal breath, Maranatha ! from birth to death ! O Mother's love ! tho' ills betide, Blessing and blest — the mother's pride ! Thy well-known hand, thy melting eyes That sweetly soothe thine infant's cries — Thy sweet lips quivering as they speak — Thy care, pale, tear-dew' d, anxious cheek - Thy throbbing heartstrings' fitful beat, That echo from thy love's retreat ! Sweet guardian angel Nature gave 94 My cradled helplessness to shield, Singing the while a soothing stave, 'Till all my little woes were heal'd. Thine own blest milk indulged, to prove That thou wouldst merit all my love. Nor fear d that God would fail to give Strength for the strength I did receive. Oh ! those dear eyes were like the rays Of calm clear Moon, 'mid stars above — What time her full bright orb displays, Brilliant, 'mid brilliancy, her sheen. Their brightness, love ; in bliss, serene — Unchanged in grief — but then unseen, The tear-drops telling how they glow'd — Tho' all beclouded, overflow'd ! Mother's love — mysterious tie — Stronger than Death ! to thee I cling "With firm, with soothing memory, 'Mid all the shafts mishap can fling ! Remember' d, oft remember'd still, If thy sweet name is e'er forgot ! Dreams, blessed dreams oft bring thee near- 1 see thee stand beside my cot — I see thy smile, thy voice T hear, And feel thy hand that often bless'd Me, ere I laid me down to rest. Sweet words thou speakest — till the night 95 My only day, dawns vacant light ! Far, far away, I heard thee not, Resign'd in death to Heavens will — When love restored its treasured thought, And thy blest fervent lips pronounced The Orphan's blessing ! . . . . 't was announced By strangers, in a stranger land ! Ah ! was it not thy last command, " That I should love my God — be just, u And thus in Heaven's protection trust !" To thee my soul in anguish flies ; For thou canst soothe my miseries. To think of thee can bring relief; At thy remember'd smile, my grief, By Hope's anticipation, dies — Hope pointing to yon better skies — To be with thee, and led by thee, With angels in Eternity ! END OF CANTO III. 97 CANTO IV. They cry to thee, O God ! the mother cries — Her children and their father cry to thee : Help ! help ! Lord ! from thy all-pitying skies, — In Man they find nor help nor sympathy ! Now upon yon burning hill,* Marshall'd at the Driver's will,t Spreads the Gang J in rank and file — Hark ! the crackling whip the while ! * These verses describe a scene which the author contem- plated from the sea, whilst sailing to one of the islands. He was then but a child of fourteen, and eleven winters have passed away: but he still remembers what he felt when he beheld the African in the land of bondage, bearing the burthen and the heats for the cruel Egyptian. f The driver was the leader of the slaves at work. He was generally a negro selected cunningly for the strength of his arm and his want of sympathy for his fellow-sufferers. When such unnatural savageness is its consequence, can Slavery find an advocate ? X A band of Negroes was called a gang. H 98 There they toil and melt away On that scorch'd Aceldama. Chieftains of Mandingo's court, Now a menial's mangled sport ! Men whose stalwart arm in war Made the mother quail afar For her sons that braved their might, — Whose toil in Freedom was delight, To wield the spear in chase or fight — Now turn the glebe with spade and hoe, Writhing the while beneath the throe Of the man-debasing scourge ! And women too ! they sing the dirge That Exiles sing to solace pain When Home will ne'er be seen again ! Tender maidens, children, all — All that blackness with its pall, To the Whiteman's fiendish eye — Shrouds with the badge of Slavery I 'Tis not the burning hill, the field, The spade we are compell'd to wield, That we lament ; for toil is meet : Contentment makes its bitter, sweet ; But that we toil — for ever toil — Another comes and reaps the spoil ! To-day we see the Whiteman poor — To-morrow dawns — he leaves the shore, 99 With coffers full, and freighted ships ! We sow'd, and he the harvest reaps ! What solace soothes the broken slave ? What blessing that man's Maker gave To be a compromise for pain Till man be justified again ? To live for toil, by toil to die ! And still what hope in yonder sky ? He lives not as his fathers lived — He cannot hope to be received With welcome in their home on high ! What have ye left him then ? To sigh Thro' life in hopeless agony — Then, with the Christians name appear, The Christian's penalty to hear For deeds undone, committed sin ! Oh ! may he thus his conscience screen ? " By day the drought, by night the chill* " I bore, and did my Master's will. " Each hour of the live-long day " I toil'd for him — what time to pray ? " For sleep, for food, short time he gave ; " To pray I durst no moment crave; " The Driver's bell would be obey'd — " Or else the lash was not delay'd. * " In the day the draught consumed me, and the frost by night; and my sleep departed from my eyes." — Gen. cxxxi. 40. H 2 100 " Six days it rang — the seventh ceased — " Then from the field I was released. u I heard the Church-bell's sound — to me " It was a sound of mockery ! " Six days were his — the Parson's one — " The Slave's, from birth to death, was none ! " From toil the beast was respited — " He laid him on his grassy bed ; " He could enjoy that Sabbath-rest — " For one day's peace his Maker bless'd. " And thus I was ! * Like him I fared — > " The Sabbath to my cot repair' d — " Forgot my master and his rod — u What did I know of Thee, my God ! " True it was man that me oppress'd, " But then I saw my tyrant bless'd ! " As tho' his crime was no offence — " A cherish'd child of Providence ! " I thought him so. In ignorance " Of Truth, Religion, and of Thee, " I envied his prosperity ! " I saw no difference between " Me and the Whiteman but the skin. " If I was lustful — so was he — " My wife, my daughters, forced from me — " Without remorse or penalty ! " He was the sampler of my pride — * " Thus I was."— Gen. xxxi. 40. 101 " But all his claims were ratified. " And Avarice ! ah ! 'twas his sin — " Or else a Slave I ne'er had been ! " O let the woes of Slavery, " Merciful God ! now plead for me. " I err'd — but mine not all the blame ! " To me thy Gospel never came — " I knew not that my Saviour died " For crimes my master justified ! " Thy wrath was all I ever knew — " All else appear'd but words not true ! " If e'er thy holy Name I heard, " 'T was coupled with a cursing word — " He call'd on thee to curse my soul,* " Whilst he my body could control ! " My will was his, and his was mine — " All that I was, forced to resign — " He was my god, as gold was Ms — " He knew, not /, thy dread decrees ! " II. 'T is sunset. Twilight's interlude Hath waked the Cricket from her noontide dream. * In allusion to the common formula of a curse : " There is a prurience in the speech of some — Wrath stays him, or else God would strike them dumb : His wise forbearance has their end in view — They fill their measure, and receive their due." 102 Now swarms the pestilential brood, # Rising as exhalations from the stream — The lancet-insects of the night ; The Fire-flies t in bridal ardours gleam ; Now glads the Owl, returning sight 'Mid brooding darkness round. 'T is like the beam Of hope, that lends an hour its light ! And now the Vampire J flaps his hungry wing — The clotted gore befouls it still ; He meditates what fare this night shall bring On stream, in dwelling, or on hill. Now from his lair the Jaguar § howls, — The thickets tremble, and the weak ones shrink ; They ken the Prowler's warning scowls. The Crocodile || hath left the river's brink, And lives his other life once more — Half in the stream, and half on shore. * The Mosquitoes. They are very partial to the human blood, which seems to be their chief support. f The Fire-fly is a small beetle, which emits a beautiful phosphoric light from the under surface of the terminal seg- ments of the abdomen. It may be called the Glowworm of the West. % The South American Bat. It attacks both men and the lower animals, and sucks their blood during sleep. § The South American Tiger. || The Alligator or Cayman, which is amphibious, as expressed in the text. 103 'T is mingled strength and weakness all ! The hunter and the hunted — joy and woe — Poison and bread, sweetness and gall — Then death. — Behold, poor Slave ! thy world below ! Midnight hath brought his short reprieve ; The million suns of other spheres arise, To widow'd Night their glories give — Distant, but real, as Virtue in the skies. Remnants perchance of centric suns that were To Planets from their centres rent — Twinkling as dying lamps, from sphere to sphere, Till all their energies be spent ! As care-worn vigils watch their hour, They seem to weep their light upon the main, — Belike a dear memorial shower, — Till they shall sleep within her breast again. The waves flow on ; now swift, now slow — A tuneful rippling, ceaseless wandering — Whither they know not, still they flow — Great fount of Life to every living thing : Awhile they glitter as of silver bright ; * * In most parts of the Atlantic, the waters become luminous at night, owing to the phosphorescence of certain animalcula* particularly the Medusa. In the Gulph-stream this appearance is often continuous, but in the Caribbean sea it is so only at fixed seasons. Generally the waves exhibit that phenomenon only by being agitated — I have often seen the long furrow of the ifhark in his deadly chase. 104 A bubble bursts, — dim blue again ! There ! see the famish'd Shark ! rapid as light He darts — the Tiger of the Main ! Hark !.... 'tis the evening gale, whose symphonies Prelude her concert with a key-note sweet ; The wood-nymphs wake, each from her day's retreat, Charged with the fragrance of a thousand trees. Sing on, sweet Minstrels, Nature's roundelay — Sweet to the Mariner by calm delay'd — Sweet to the Pilgrim on his lonely way ; *T is sweet to all, that welcome serenade — E'en to the Negro in his cot ! Fo Rnow, perchance, he dreams his short-lived dream ! The field, the lash, his chains forgot, Once more his spirit, free as torrent-stream, Roams as he dreams, in Fatherland ! The hunt, the evening-song, the feast, his home, His spear, his bow, the warrior-band, Once more are his ! Now may the Hunter roam In native nerve regenerate, Thro' wilderness, where basks the forest-king, His stripling cubs around him gamboling — Unconscious of impending fate ! The cry is up ! with tempest-crash He clears the thicket — lifts the ardent spear — It twangs — he sees the deadly gash — 105 Shouts Victory ! awakes a slave ! to hear The Driver's bell — his curse — to feel The cleaving gash his dreaming prowess gave ! Himself the hunted, — and the steel He wingd, the lash, — his fury to the grave ! III. The Planter too awakes ; thanks God for rest That gives him strength to torture still — The prey-bird rises from his gory nest, Again his craving crop to fill — He walks his field — surveys the mill : * Computes his promised treasure, counts his gains : Dreams waking of his future wealth and fame, When Gold's resistless charm, from princely reins Shall crown him with a wife of titled name!.... What tho' a beggar t he began ? And voiceless murders still accuse ! He dies a wealthy, proper man ! His spendthrift sons his gold diffuse With Retribution full and just. One dies a villain — one a pauper dies ; And not a " friend ! " shall strew the dust, And say " God rest their souls! " and close their eyes ! * The Sugar-mill. t This supposition, $C., are suggested by facts. 106 Anon God shatters with the lightning's fire ; But ofter as a sapping rill — Silent, but sure, his deeply delving ire Scoops out the under-fabric, till A stretching cobweb snaps, — it crashes down, — And ruin epitaphs Belshazzar's crown ! Justice exults, but Pity weeps ; For human misery, tho' justly weigh'd, Her sympathizing sorrow keeps. *T is Justice still — the Tyrant's debt is paid ! They drank a hatred of our race, E'en with their mother's milk — all claim denied Of kindred origin. The Gorgon's face Had struck their stubborn hearts and petrified The human sympathies ! — we bled, They joy'd ! — we pined, they thrived ! — we died, The murder could be justified ! For Avarice is wise. They said : " 'T is writ — 'tis writ ! they are accursed ! " Cam begot them, Vagrant erst. " Now they pay the penalty " For their Father's shameful sin. " They fulfil the prophecy — " Things must end as they begin ! " Curst in mind no less are they, " Bound by laws not understood, " Unenlighten'd by the ray 107 " Of that Grace, Christ's saving rood, " Beam'd to change our night to day ! " No ! — they have no soul — they live, " They eat and drink, and profit give — " Like the herd — if they refuse, " We have treadmills and the whip — " Frequent stripe, and frequent bruise, " Scanty food, and scanty sleep ! " If we err — we err by Fate — " Visiting God's penal hate ! "* IV. And is it thus that God hath will'd to be The creature quicken' d by his bounteous breath ? Fore-destined to his blest felicity — And dearly ransom'd by the Saviour s death ! Lamb not despised by Him of Nazareth t — Whose all-embracing love still craves that soul For whom He bled, the Heathen's lash beneath — Captive and tortured in the Fiend's control^ — The true Azazel,§ doom'd for Man, from Pole to Pole ! * Such are the opinions and sentiments which I have heard repeatedly alleged in extenuation of Slavery ! — " So spake the fiend, and with necessity, The tyrant's plea excused his devilish deeds." — P. L. iv. f " Of them which thou gavest me have I lost none." — John, xviii. 9. X " This is your hour, and the power of darkness." — Luke, xxii. 53. § The Aza'zel or Scape-goat, which was offered for the sins of the people, — evidently a type of Christ : — " And Aaron shall lay both his hands upon the head of the 108 Captive alike are we, and cruelly bound — And scourged until the tortured soul hath fled To where relief of agony is found — In Jesu's breast, who for example bled, And number'd was for Man among the dead ! Consoling thought ! that God did not disdain This poor fragility as man to wed. O sweet example of enduring pain ! Unrecognised among his own — betray'd, and slain ! And still what meek forgiveness he display'd ! He that was. God — obey'd by Cherubim — In all the majesty of God array' d — Crown d King upon the eternal throne, whose brim Is pillar d on Infinitude ! the theme Of whose immensity all angels sung Ere Earth began — ere Sun and Stars could gleam Glory accumulate his works among — And wonder of wonders, Man, upon his Earth was flung! In splendours of the Saints, ere light begot — God of great God, by angels first adored — Beneath the angels now in humbler lot, live goat, and confess over him all the iniquities of the children of Israel, and all their transgressions in all their sins, putting them upon the head of the goat, and shall send him away by the hand of a fit man into the wilderness. " And the goat shall bear upon him all their iniquities ixnto a land not inhabited : and he shall let go the goat in the wilder- ness." — Levit xvi. 21, 22. 109 Beneath his own created, He is lower'd, Who above Seraphim in ardours soar'd, Towering in dread ubiquity sublime, And where none else could see his glories stored Now comes, the pure ineffable 'mid crime — Now comes a weeping man, a helpless thing of Time ! Imagination stands aghast — her wing Is paralyzed ! for on the gaping brink Where shuddering Nature trembles for its being, — She stands. One step beyond — her wing shall sink Annihilate ! there ends the finite link — Beyond is GOD ! And why do I now see A God, flesh as my flesh, — in pain to shrink — To hunger as I hunger — and to be As I, the scorn of Man, of Hell a mockery, — And cavern'd in the doleful shades of Death ! . . . 'T is writ : u For love of me ! " * . . then I adore In love, and love in adoration. Breath ! Give words ; wing them ye Seraphim from shore To shore — Saviour, my God ! for evermore ! — I sat in sorrow and the paths of night — Was bound in chains, an exile spurn'd, and sore * " Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends." — John, xv. 13. 110 With many wounds ! Pitying thou didst alight, To save, and I was blind,thougavest my eyes their sight ! Thyself with me wouldst grieve, or cure my grief, And I was guilty — thou wouldst bear my sin ! Where was my woe, thou didst not bring relief? God of the Publican and Magdalen — Of her who an adulteress had been — Of him who cruelly denied thee thrice — Of him who kill'd thy sheep with reckless spleen — Of him expiring with the stain of vice, But penitent, rose bright with Thee to Paradise ! And what has Man return' d for all his love ? God gave the bird its nest, the fox its hole — Man sends his God a wanderer to rove — Denies him food — cheers not his pining soul, When the big blood-sweat-drops of anguish roll Adown his shrinking flesh ! He sees him ta'en With a perfidious kiss — in stern control Of cruel men, that bind his limbs in pain, Thirsting to drink each drop that leaves its ebbing vein ! He sees him dragg'd as culprit, guilty, foul, Thro' those same streets where he triumphant came. He hears the rabble's angry changeling howl, Erewhile they sang Hosannah to his name ! Oh ! what a thing is Man's deceitful fame ! Ill And on that night, meek Heaven ! what things befel \ They veil'd his face, they struck, they spurn'd, O shame! Where wast thou on that bitter night ? O Hell ! Hadst thou, in holyday, set free thy myriads fell ? And what a morning came ! In mock debate, Proofless condemn' d ; the guiltless yields, they bind; "Weak Pilate strives to compromise his fate — To shield himself, the innocent resign'd ! The Lictors scourge until no strength they find To wield the insatiate remorseless lash — Only necessity can make them kind ! And then the shatter'd remnant down they dash — An universal bruise — an universal gash ! Who but a God could suffer with such strength ! Such fortitude — such meekness ! Oh ! the peace That sleeps upon that forehead's breadth andlength ! The resignation craving no release — Nay, rather supplicates to feel more pain ! For suffering boundless proves his boundless love — His eagerness the Father's will to please ! He is oppress' d — no lips of anger move — He is reviled and scoff'd — but He doth not reprove ! As some meek dove from off her little brood, When captived by the fowler's hand, nor strives Nor screams, but freely bleeds her guileless blood, When to her heart the hungry knife he drives — 112 As voiceless lamb that by its mother thrives, The butcher to the slaughter drags it, kills, Disparts it to be gash'd by other knives — Thus is He struck, and thus his life-blood stills, His flesh a feast — for all that thirst or hunger feels ! " Behold the Man !" weak Mercy cried. The thorn Deep in his temple dives. In tatter' d shred Of purple — sceptred ; then the words of scorn : " Behold your King ! " "Away with Him they said, " Or thou shalt answer for the traitor's head ! " " "What hath he done ? His blood be far from me ! " " Be it on us — our children ! " . . Forth they led The sacrifice. A stranger bore the tree, As Isaac, for the lamb they drive to Calvary. Break forth, Heaven ! a lamenting wail; A God — your God ! is dying on the tree. They drive — they drive the sinew-cleaving nail — Hear the fell blasphemy of fiendish glee — They revel in his torments cruelly ! List the rude shock, as in the hole it falls ! Hasten, ye Powers ! fly — fly — to Calvary — " My God ! my God ! " a God for succour calls — In vain ! an echo mocks from cruel Zion's walls ! His head lay on his breast, — his breath was fled ! The sun drew back his light, — the temple rent Its shuddering veil, — the Grave gave up her dead, 113 And to behold their God her spectres sent — They stood aghast in dread bewilderment. The Earth crept trembling thro' the troubled space, As tho' her strength was paralized and spent ! But God in Heaven beam'd a smiling face, For He was satisfied— ransom'd the captive race ! Gentile, rejoice ! the chosen are despised, And thou shalt have their great inheritance ! Rejoice — the prophecies are realized ! As wide as universal Earth's expanse, The glories of thy Saviour's cross shall glance, And thou art chosen bearer of bis Name. His mighty name shall be thy conquering lance — Thy bolts of war, his own pure virtue's flame — Thy battle-field, the land of Israel — Wodin— Brahm. Archangels bear upon triumphant wings Now the glad tidings, Fatherland, to thee ! Christ Jesu from the opening Heaven brings Redemption — and proclaims the just decree To all the bondsmen of his family. Wake, now thy debt of woe is duly paid, Paid like thy Saviour's, vast in misery ! And now thy lash, thy cross, and thorns are laid On Calvary, beside his own thrice-hallowed ! Friends of Humanity, the Blackman's Friends ! Ye that with toil 'mid Persecution's rage, i 114 An Eastern Star from every region sends, Redemptive war 'gainst Afric's foes to wage — Your Hope's in Heaven, for Man your pilgrimage ! Like his,* who with his God thro' kingdoms ran, — Darting with eagle-glance thro' every age, — With Love's deep, high, long, broad, immortal spant Eager to grasp, where'er 't was found, whate'er was Man ! Granville and TVilberforce ! Angels on high, That chorus round God's everlasting throne, And from the realms of immortality, Can pity as ye hear the Exile's moan — The chain- clogg'd Captive's sigh, the widow's groan Swell the Hosannahs of your evening lay, And let their names the melody intone ; They fought, and won the welLcontested day — Ramparts of Freedom — friends of hapless Africa. Regenerate in their Followers they rise — - Tripled and quadrupled, in firm array — Resistlessly they move. And now the skies O'er promised Canaan brighten into day — A veteran Patriarch J still points the way, Directs the battle-field. Denied the spear * St. Paul. " I am made all things to all men, that I might by all means save some." — 1 Cor. ix. 22. f Eph. iii. 17, 18. £ Clarkson in the Grand Convention, 115 Like Israel's Chief in reverend decay, He now beholds, from Pisgah, Jordan near, Sees Judah' s Lion* couch till Shiloh shall appear. ■ The distant vision his — be thine the boon, Auspicious Youth ! t to see the Nation rise, High in ascendant, Orb with Belt, and Moon, As Jove imperial. In Council wise, A realm united by fraternal ties — The Stranger's homage, and her children's love — Establish'd Peace, the prop of just emprize — Peace, from the Deluge of her thrall — the Dove, Whose olive-branch shall bloom, and shade Religion's grove. • Such was the land pre-eminently free ! J What is her Freedom now ? A Comet's beam — A Madman's frenzy — idiot's mockery — A shadow flickering o'er the sleeping stream, A nothing, like the tinsel cheat of dream ! Or a tyrannic, treacherous, tiger's rage, Whose blood-stain'd eye-balls o'er the Blackman gleam. Whose fangs have gnaw'd his heart from age to age, Crushing alike the hand that would his pangs assuage ! * " Judah is a lion's whelp, &c. he couched as a lion, and as an old lion &c. The sceptre shall not depart from Judah, &c, until Shiloh come." &c. — Gen. xlix. 9, 10. f Mr. Clarkson was accompanied by his grandson. X The United States of America. i 2 116 Such is the land that Freedom, as her child, Nurtured and cherish'd from its cradle-hour : Or as an Eagle, to its flight beguiled Her thriving scion, then unfledged, with power, — But soon with conscious might usurps her dower, Supreme in wide indisputable reign, Afar from Winter's ice-battalion d tower To the low deep, where, in his storm-domain Intrench' d and castled, rolls her king, Leviathan ! The land of Forests, pillars of the sky — Children that saw their mother-nature's birth, Doom'd not until with dying Time to die, Ne'er scarr'd by steel since the first day of Earth, — "Whose pedestals primeval rocks begirth, Uplifting giant-like their heads on high, Making of terror-brooding tempests mirth, And gamboling with thunderbolts that fly Around their adamant. They wait Eternity ! The land of Streams, — if such a pigmy name Can designate those realm-dividing seas, That brotherhood with nought in Nature claim — Time-honour'd, mock their flood-born semblances, Flowing their mightiest with the tempest-breeze ! For there Missouri lifts his awful wave, Usurps the tumbling torrents Winter frees — In wild omnipotence his billows rave — Scatters his flood-gates; dams, rocks, mounds, man's cot, field, grave, 117 He shoulders, sweeps them to the Main ! nor heeds Man's shrieks, wail, tears, and wringing hands — away» Away the abysmal devastation speeds, Strong in his gaunt unconquerable sway — God's breath directs, man's arm shall ne'er delay ! — Such was your Feeedom's morning fight ! the field Was spread beneath just Heaven's approving ray — The twilight Stars* reflected deck'd your shield Freedom's eternal grant was then by Heaven seal'd. But not, alas ! for them whose skin was black ! These bless'd thee not, fair Freedom ! thou for them, Didst legalize the thong, the chain, the rack — The slave in torture, Patriots in their dream ! 'T was then we saw the woes of thraldom teem, The brimming cup of Slavery to fill — As million tyrants in their wrath would deem Expedient to their thirst for Gold ! the will Curst with the power to maim, to torture, and to kill! The battle-field — as patriots to fight, And bravely perish in our country's cause — The gift of Reason, — Man's eternal right, To frame, to ratify protecting laws — Fame's melody, Posterity's applause — * In allusion to the " Star-spangled Banner," their national flag ; alternate stripes of red and white, and white stars on a blue srround. 118 The joys of Home, the fruits of Industry, All, all to them a gaping void — the clause Writ by Oppression's hand indelibly : " God made ye black, Fate made ye slaves, so live, and die !' We fought your battle — aye the Blackman's bones Propp'd the proud pinnacle when Freedom's smile Seem'd like a babe's, for all— till by his groans Her pedestal is shaken, and the pile Crumbles to crush the prostitute whose guile Deceived, then Tmndi....used us in her need, And then abused — bethought her 'twould defile Hei evil-fame to grant an equal meed To them that honor d her when frail, — a lonely reed! Yes ! we stood forth, bound by an oath of God To free Columbia — and we saw her free : The Blackman's arms were grounded on the sod Where Washington proclaimed that Liberty, Which ye abuse and dandle on the knee ! The smoke of Glory then eclipsed her light — We read a doom — the skies, the silent sea Grew dark, and pregnant storm usurp'd the night, To war the trumpet sounds ; prepared, ye rush to fight! Aye, in a battle where ye have the blade, And we the flesh to writhe, the blood to flow ! Ye gave us once the sword, but now the spade — Then we could give, but now receive the blow ! 119 Then we could hope that every human woe Was destined to be soothed by Freedom's hand — We shared your victory, — and ye now bestow (Ye need us not to save your Fatherland !) The lash of outrage — Scorn's annihilating brand ! — O Washington ! by Nations all revered ! For thine was not the Tyrant's haughty neck, Content that men should hate thee, if they fear'd !* When skies were bright, lie tbask'd on Fortune's deck Voracious sharks around, but held in check By magic circumstance. Awhile in sport Boldly he revell'd with Death ; but sudden wreck O'ertook him in his dream — anchor'd in port — Close by his arsenals — defended by his fort ! Scattering dismay that made the foeman quail, Still clean of hands — a conqueror without blame ! Like Cyrus sent, thy mission could not fail, But gain'd the hallow'd attribute of Fame ; For blessed Peace with Freedom was the aim, Thy Christian soul proposed. No widow's sigli Haunted thy march — for Freedom's equal game Perill'd thyself — could they their sons deny ? Not for a Tyrant's throne they fell, but Liberty. * Oderint modb metuant. f It is scarcely necessary to state that the career of Napoleon is figured by the following verses. 120 There * sleeps the Hero. No escutcheon -brass— Nor arch-triumphal numbers whom he slew. He sleeps as dew-drop on the blooming grass, Blessing the bosom where its blessing grew. Seek ye an Epitaph ? " The sword he drew " For Freedom ; — won the day, resign'd the blade, " Like Cincinnatus : for the Christian knew " His Mission was fulfill'd — and God repaid, — A calm, an infant's sleep, beneath the willow-shade." As far as. Fame's loud clarion hath reach'd Peerless renown his worth and prowess reap — His sceptre bless'd by all, and unimpeach'd — His people's father, Shepherd of his sheep, Smiles when they smile, and weeps whene'er they weep. Wise for his trust, not for himself — to wield The sword of vengeance 'gainst the foe, — to keep The while, for them a broad protecting shield — Mentor in Council-hall, Achilles in the Field. No war of aggrandizement known to wage, Nor bought a peace with his own country's shame : But strove to leave for Truth's historic page That something reverend, a good king's name — Rare precious jewel in the niche of Fame ! Not Alexander's — 'tis a schoolboy's theme — Not Caesar's — 'tis a cripple, limping, lame — * Mount Yernon ; Washington's villa. 121 Nor thine Napoleon ! Fortune's reckless whim, But thine, great Washington ! Fame's loftiest Paean hymn ! Thy name survives ; thy Wisdom, now no more, Beams freedom-crested in the council-hall : No more is heard that welcome, grateful roar, That well responded to thine earnest call, " Columbia's Flag is Liberty to ail ! " * The sons of Patriots that fought by thee, That bled to rescue them from goading thrall, Now Spartan-like, curst inconsistency, Boast with thy hallo w'd name, their chains andSlavery. Shall Clio, deed-immortalizing Muse, For ever seek a compromise in vain ? Hopeless, struck dumb as by a stern Meduse, Whene'er she sings her praise-awarding strain, Columbia ! and leave the Atlantic Main To men that have forsworn humanity ? Thy glory set, and ne'er to rise again, Hail'd with the blessings of the wise and free ! Hast thou pronounced upon thyself the dread decree ? * " The charter of American Independence declares all men born equal: but there is a stronger word: — it declares that all men have the same inalienable right to liberty ; yes, inalienable is the word. That is the sacred basis of American independence ; it is not confined to caste, colour, sect, or creed." — O'Connell's Speech at the Convention. 122 A thousand fervent voices answer — NO ! The swift winds hear them, and the vaulting sail, The spreading Eagle, and the stars that glow Spangling thy Banner, glad the rising gale — The young Croisade with emblem-cross and mail, Fo* God and suffering Man, is on the Main — Once more a fiercer Paynim shall assail, And conqueress, the Dragon routed, slain, Establish Freedom o'er the Universe again ! O "Woman, bliss of Heart, and heart of bliss ! Spirit God sent to cheer Man's misery — Thou art Life's ever-blooming Oasis — Man never loves but when he loves like thee ! Thou, too, hast raised thy tender hand to free The grateful slave. Oh ! yes — it grieves thee not That he is black — thy keen-eyed charity Dives to his heart, and prejudice forgot, Finds Virtue, Love, and Truth, beside the poor man's cot I - Angelica ! * aye, angel be the name ! Descending angel of Bethesda's well — Thy cruel countrymen may scoff or blame, But scoffs or blame shall never woman quell ! * One of the best friends of the Negro. " You all remember Angelica Grimke, and her zeal in the cause af abolition, for which you owe a deep debt of gratitude." — O'ConnelVs Speech on the Convention. 123 Sweet words shall conquer, thunders ne'er compel. Oh ! if thy name breathed gratefully repay, Or symbol what no spoken words can tell, Nor thine, nor Esther's name shall fade away — Esther to Israel, and thou to Africa ! END OF CANTO IV. 125 CANTO V. Forced by his crimes, his lust for gold, the dread Of senseless Persecution far to speed, — The Whiteman launch'd upon the Ocean's bed His bark adventurous, where Fate should lead. By argument of arms his right decreed Where Manitou had planted his domain, Protecting God of Nature's simple creed. The Heirloom was usurp' d — the First-born slain — His name became an Echo where his bones remain ! There by thy banks, thy tributary streams, Great Mesachebe ! there he loved to dwell : The rolling Prairie where the Bison teems. His wigwam tented in thy merry dell, Rising as by a charm, a Fairy-spell ! Child of young Nature — suckling of her breast, She gave him all he needed — and full well She timed his daily toil and evening rest — That craftless alchemy of Health, by Heaven bless'd. 126 Valour his Nature's virtue — Cowardice To man or beast — in battle-field or chase, Taught to despise as manhood's foulest vice. Strength of the arm, bow slung, and nimble pace — Equipp'd the warrior of the Indian race. Free as the air he breathed, and free to roam O'er his gigantic common's boundless space — He had nor palaces, nor rock-built dome — God's heaven was his roof, and every sod was home. His forests gave him food, the quivering flesh (The conquest of his strong unerring arm) Of Elk or Bison ta'en by bow, not mesh. What time the camp sets up the glad alarm, Snatching their sleeping bows, the warriors swarm, As storm-clouds from its lull awake the wind — The keen eye flashes, and the spirits warm, Impatient till the flying rout they find And strike the River-king — vast, gasping, left behind! The Hunt, the wigwam, toil, renewing rest, The tenor of his days — Economy, By Nature shielded from the social pest Of Politics perverse, whose pedigree Is womb'd in bloated wealth and slavery — A Python from Corruption sprung, and fed Like Baal, hungry god !.... We bend the knee, Adore; — his high-priests leav* their midnight-bed, In harpy vigil round the teeming monster tread. 127 Gymnasium of Cunning, where the Bold Resign the field, the spear, the sheen of day ; And learn to cringe. By promised pelf controll'd., Friends, kindred, creed, and country they betray, As those that train them are prepared to pay ! Virtue and Wisdom patronless remain : In vain they blaze — they flicker, die away, Like thoughts of charitable deeds that pain The Good Man's weeping heart : butPity weeps in vain! "We boast the light of Heaven. From the skies A God came down and taught us how to live : We bear his Name — his wisdom makes us wise ; And still where are the proofs that we believe ? Where the examples deedless Faith can give ? Reproaching Heathens for their lies, we lie — The widow, orphan, and the virgin grieve, We pass them by, and wonder why they cry ! The poor ! we scout them ; they may bless their God and die ! And then with sympathizing bosoms send . Our holy things to them that heed them not ! Since, whilst a listening ear the Heathens lend, They see the threadbare motives that have brought The followers of Christ ! His cause forgot, We dig the mine — we plant the cane — we burn The heathen's forest where he hung his cot, Sent with his wives and little ones to mourn Our tender mercies, Creed and Charity forsworn ! 128 Thus hand in hand go Mammon and the Cross ! Tho' disunited by a God's decree. "We soothe the Savage for his country's loss, His liberty, his forests, land and sea, With after-hopes of gain d Eternity ! — Then seize his kingdom for our recompense ! — The Earth for us, and Heaven above for thee, Poor Savage ! 't is a scriptural * pretence, The Christian's Avarice expounds, to drive thee hence ! Success hath crown'd us ! Citadels arise Upon the Delaware's t sepulchral mound — The giant tomb for Fame to memorize : For there his war- tramp shook the plain around — The warriors' spirits, waken'd by the sound, Revived, commingled in the Pyrrhic dance, Alas ! as snow, spring-melted from the ground, They were, but are not ! buried, as in trance Beneath your feet ! Ye press their sons' inheritance ! Christ's latest wish, "Love, as I you have loved," J Forgot — Christian by Christian fell. The goal They craved, was as Ambition, Avarice moved : Ambition, Avarice, Lust, subscribed the scroll, * Matt. v. 5. t The most powerful of the Indian nations in former times. X " This is my commandment, That ye love one another, as I have loved you "—John, xiv. 12. These words were spoken on the eve of the Passion. 129 That binds all Nations in their wide control ! All painted playthings for a Tyrant's game — Mere images of men without a soul, That ne'er shall redden with the blush of shame ! Then Freedom ! what sat thou? the Protocol of Fame?. The covenant of God — the Cherub's eye That first beheld the Godhead face to face : Primeval breath, by the Divinity, Breathed with his blessing in the new-born race. Boundless, as where He walks, infinite space ! The fairest mantle of Man's glories all — Nature's ennobling, Soul's adorning grace — Nerve of Man's power, and the rampart- wall, "Where Patriots rally, fight — to conquer or to fall ! Thine are the living energies that flash Unearthly vigour from the warrior's eye ; When the resounding battle-axes clash, Or cannons roar, he bids the red balls fly ! By thee, the Patriot pants to fight, to die — And gasps his soul, tho* agonizing, free ; "Whilst at his gory post all mangled lie The remnants of his brave humanity, — His godlike soul still lives, exulting flies to thee ! Whate'er the land where God has will'd his birth, On the cold Common of Kamtschatka's wild, In the hot realms by Torrid Zones begirth, 130 Or where gaunt Chimborazo God hath piled ; On Niger's banks the Desert's truant child, Or where the reverend Ganges, sacred flood, Rolls expiation thro' the land defiled; Where'er the feet of Man shall press the sod, Let them in Freedom roam, as destined by his God ! In whelming splendours like the sun at noon, Athens arose, intrench'd by Freedom's throne ! And Fame awards her dearly purchased boon, By Heaven design'd, by Valour bravely won, On Persia's grave, the field of Marathon. "When a barbarian tempest-cloud was spread, 'Mid whose dim shade the Persian's spear-steel shone As lightning in the dark — but soon it sped Away, as drizzling rain, and day beam'd overhead ! Athens arose, as often from his nest The stripling Eaglet, down-wing'd, boltless, weak, (What time his mother with maternal breast Is ravaging for food the distant creek) Bethinks him of his race : he scales the peak Where clings the Prowler of the Hebrides, Midway abash' d, 'twixt Death and billows bleak : Sudden he stuns the trembler — screams — and sees Him fall from crag to crag deep down the gored abyss. Thus battled Athens on that holiday ! Thus joy'd when Persia's myriads were slain, 131 Then deck'd with their barbaric spoil's array — A Nemesis upon the bloody plain, That mothers, seeing, might assuage their pain : Then grappled for the sceptre of the deep. The Invader from his throne beside the Main Beheld Disaster Ruin's harvest heap Along the JEgean shore, for waves and winds to reap A germ of every clime, finds sap in all — Spreads redolent with blossoms, teeming fruit ; Ne'er Autumn-stripp'd — if e'er thy leaflets fall, Fair Freedom ! others live, perennial shoot Regenerate scions round about thy root. Wisdom, and Eloquence, and Poesy, Beneath thy shade, high arguments to moot Shall come — the Theban Swan,* the Attic Beet — Clio, % Calliope, § and crown'd Melpomene. || When Genius, friendless ever, poor, despised, Fate-bound and homeless, wander'd o'er the earth, Athens the child of Heaven patronised, And placed him near her gods, beside the hearth — He was divine — she recognised his birth. Sweet Nymph of Nissa, with a mother's care She nursed an infant-god ! Her songs of mirth * Pindar. f Plato. % History. § Heroic Poetry. || Tragedy. K 2 132 Around him breathed a cheerful, soothing air ; Enharmonizing well the discord of Despair. And art thou fallen too ! Shall Memory stray Among the ruins of thy destinies, As guideless traveller that lacks his way Beneath a winter of the starless skies ? "Weeping a hopeless tear, for thee she sighs : Arts, Sciences, "War, "Wisdom, hail thy name, And flowers strew to grace thy exequies — Thou hast enough, the plenitude of Fame ! And still, a Cenotaph thou art, a fleshless frame ! A Cenotaph ! Oh no ! the universe Is thine imperial tomb. The names, the deeds Of all thy Heroes, Sages, Bards, disperse — As far as ocean rolls and storm- wind speeds, Thy epitaph enduring Memory reads. It is the signal of the "Wise, the Brave — To Liberty or Death on laurell'd meads ! "When Glory's trumpet sounds o'er Freedom's grave, The Tyrant trembles, lest it rouse the sleeping Slave ! But still it is an unsubstantial fame ! A scoffing echo near a sepulchre, That hears unmoved, nay mocks the dearest name "Which oft we think, and breathe, and sigh, with tear And pang, till wretched life is parch' d and sear ! 133 Oh ! could we quench the soul's immortal fire ! Or give her wings to be for ever near Her other half! But 'tis a vain desire — And we must live ahalf, flesh soulless, stringlessLyre ! The Chisel and the Pencil now no more Display the majesty of mind. The hand Of god-creating Phidias as of yore, No longer wields the life-inspiring wand. No Zeuxis culls the beauties of the land To deck a Helen, Ilion's curse restored ! The Patriot, the Orator * to stand 'Gainst Macedon — when brandishing the sword Thy fickle sons rush'dforth,andfought with one accord Is heard no more ! His enviable throne, His honour'd PNYX,t the threats of Time defies. Aye, still it stands — a proud immortal stone, Exulting for its pass'd resplendencies — Emblazon'd by a fame that never dies. Ruin 'mid ruins, lo ! the Patriot brings His only willing tribute, weeping eyes ! And solitary winds droop on their wings Waking a melody of sad iEolian strings. Melpomene is thine, and thine alone — Peerless as Queen of Woe, her weeping eyes * Demosthenes. f The place whence the orator addressed the multitude. 134 Pierce to the Stranger's heart — and groan for groan She wrings, when Thebes a resting-place denies The poor blind King that Heaven and Earth chastise ! The Father's* soul unbending to the blast — The Daughter's love, the Sister's + sympathies — Praying to Heaven for ever overcast ! In voiceless grief — betwixt the future and the past ! Thine is the Bard J that on the Thespian gale Outspreading lordly wings the spheres among — 'Mid thunders, lightnings, sleet, descending hail, In reckless dithyrambics rolls along — Sweetly melodious, majestic, strong ; Heavenward he wends his flight for evermore, And from his zenith streams the flood of song Down raining melody on every shore — He storms, he lulls ; he wakes, obedient torrents roar ! How grew to Fame the first historic tree ? § Dew'd by thy smiles — for thy delighted ear Quaff'd sweetly his Ionian melody, And seem'd the Muses all, at once, to hear ! Thy voices welcomed with an ardent cheer The homeless Patriot to thy gods and home. Athena's Bee|| would roam in long career, Sweets culling whilst he hums, ne'er wearisome : Heaven bless'd him with its Truth to cheer the Heathen's gloom ! * OEdipus. f Antigone. X Pindar. § Herodotus. || Plato. 135 And he was thine adopted child — the King * Of mind ; in Science, whose ubiquity Pursued with indefatigable wing Things human and divine, Earth, Sea, and Sky — Found all but God — lived anxious — feared to die ! And Socrates was thine, the pure, the mild, Who died for Truth — thine was the penalty ! He left thee to thy fate ! by crime denied, To selfish Demagogues and Freedom helmless, wild ! Unchanged duration of eternal day Is God's alone ! All else resistless Time Confounds. Earth's fruitfulness, man's strength decay; Faith fails, and Perfidy sprouts up sublime ! In friends, in cities of a kindred clime, Selfsame and lasting Friendships ne'er remain ; Now Virtue triumphs, now ascendant Crime. To some 't is pleasure past, to others pain — Sweets change to gall, and thenrene w'd, to sweets again! In Thee, great God ! we hope — in Thee alone ! As slaves to weep if we be destined still, Still doom'd a satisfying curse to moan, Teach us a sweet submission to Thy will ! * Aristotle. His universal genius is proverbial. His opinions of the Deity were ever various and conflicting. His last words were : " Impure I entered this world — I lived in anxiety; and I depart in agitation— Cause of Causes, have 136 Lead us, like Abram, up the fatal hill : Ourselves, our children, all we yield to Thee. Thy Mercy may forbear, thy Justice kill, Thy Wisdom still makes Death a clemency, And rebel Pride compels to bless the wise decree ! If sorrow be thy children's lot below, "Whence thy Elect transplanted to the skies, From Saloe's brook, immortally shall grow — Then we submit, and bless our destinies ! Thou wilt accept the tears, and hear the sighs Of poor benighted Africa, and bless The Slave redeem' d, that Christ will not despise. He came to soothe the Captive's long distress, To change man's long- wept tears to smiles of happiness . 'T was out of bitter Egypt, through the wild, Despite opposing foes, that Thou wouldst lead The inheritors of Canaan. Long exiled, Condemn'd to toil uncheer'd, and hopeless need, The builders of a Pharaoh's Pyramid ! # Oh ! thus we toil ! the Whiteman reaps the price ; We see his fortunes rising like the reed, Whose juice, mix'd with our blood, yields Avarice Her promised boon — the curst omnipotence of Vice ! * There is an opinion, which is at least probable, that the Israelites were employed during their sojourn in Egypt to build the Pyramids. 137 Great Israel ! was ever Nation bless' d Like thee ! Cradled in his own breast — a child — God saved thee, nursed, defended, and caress'd, When thou wast held in bondage and reviled, And cruel Egypt burthens on thee piled ! In battle gave thee victory — then peace Amid thy ruthless foes, and nations wild, Whose vineyard's bloom, whose teeming flock's increase, To thee He gave — a bless'd, a long-enduring lease. Oh ! if we bear the penalty of Sin, Let centuries of penal pain avail, Offended Justice ! Now look down serene ! Breathe from propitious skies a wafting gale, Thyself direct the helm and trim the sail — And to its destined haven guide the bark ! Guide the meek harbinger where blooms the dale — The sea grows calm, the lowering sky less dark — Vouchsafe an Ararat — unseal the Christian's ark ! The cloudy ignorance of them who deem Oppression guiltless by the colour'd skin — Dispel, great Architect of man! — the dream !.... Was it denied us, the erected mien — The aspiring brow to meditate the scene Of peopled worlds on high, that bow to Thee ? — From GOD shall VIRTUE gain a seraph's sheen, Man's deeds distinguishing by just degree — As star from star* distinct, they'll shine as He shallsee. * 1 Cor. xv. 41. 138 Virtue, bliss of Earth, reward of Heaven ! For God has nothing more in store for man : Since when to man Himself God shall be given, He is but Virtue free from Vice's ban. Virtue is Love's extremest, widest span — Love, the beginning of our life, the end — Love, that e'er Time, with timeless God began, To Man was given at Freedom's birth, to blend Freedom and Virtue — one inseparable friend ! Genius of Africa ! awake and sing * The coming glories of thy Fatherland ; Behold the vale of vision opening — Arise ! shine forth, thy glory is at hand ! Lift up thine eyes around, — the thronging strand The distant isles shall people ! from the West Thy sons shall come, a renovated band, To live their youth once more, Redemption-bless' d, The Father to its home, the Child its Mother's breast. CHORUS OF AFRICAN WOMEN. Strophe. No more shall we curse The day thou wast born, Sweet bud of the fruitful womb ! For thou art no more The "Whiteman's scorn ! * In this stanza and the chorus that follows, several pre- dictions, &c. are applied from Isaiah lx. 139 No more shall he count From his wicked purse, For thy flesh the amount, On thy Country's weeping tomb ! Oh ! he forced us to hate What a Mother should prize ! For we bore the Whiteman's slave ! Oh ! how could we love What man would despise, And doom to the fate Of the orphan-dove, Ere its mother was deep in the grave ! We beheld it arise Like the little wave That grows with the growing wind — But is doom'd to sleep In the distant cave, Where a silent gloom Shall be its tomb — A draught for the Summer's thirst ! When in childhood it play'd, And its arm grew strong, Its prowess brought to mind, How its brother was ta'en, As in sport he delay'd, His companions among By the brim of the Main — He was borne to the bark accursed ! 140 We heard not his cries, As he struggled in vain, With the Whiteman's stronger chain ! And we heard not his voice In the merry strain, He would sing when the skies, With their smiling eyes, Saw the mother rejoice, As the Earth 'neath the suckling rain. For he was gone ! — Doom'd ne'er to return, In his Fatherland to rest ! Still we hoped that he lived ! — Till the Wolf came again ! Then the Mother believed That her child was slain ! But he scorn'd her moan, And as storm- wind stern On the hopeless Main — The Father he gagg'd, To the slave-ship dragg'd, And bade me preserve the babe at my breast ! Oh ! whence was the stone That made the heart The Whiteman brought from the West ? Was he father or son, Who the mother could part From her husband and child ? And left her to moan 141 For the coming fate Of the babe at her breast ! Disconsolate — Distracted — wild — With despair that knew no rest ! Anti-Strophe. But no more shall we curse The day thou wast born, Sweet bud of the fruitful womb For thou art no more The Whiteman's scorn ! No more shall he count From his wicked purse, For thy flesh the amount, On thy Country's weeping tomb ! The night is past, The twilight speeds, And day breaks bright o'er the land ! The sons of thy foe, In penitent weeds, Are come at last, With bosoms that glow, And tears that stream, Their sins to redeem ! The pangs of the past Shall be forgot, And Hope her wings shall expand ! 142 Then rest in thy cot, And thy mother beside Shall bewail thee not, As the hours glide, With a song of woe — Doom'd a Slave to go To the Whiteman's home ! For behold ! they come With hands of love — aye, as friends they come ! The Mother shall joy, And the Father smile ! For not to destroy, Nor in fiendish guile — No ! they come as a friend To soothe the distress'd. Thy brothers they send From the cruel West. There, the chains they leave — Here, shall cease to grieve ! For the gladsome strand Of Fatherland, Shall greet them to welcome home. Epode. As the sky when the blast Hath ceased its career — Like the sea, storm pass'd, When the ship may steer To the haven of rest — Oh ! thus are we bless'd ! 143 Our field shall we sow, And shall reap the fruit That God will bestow, Our strength to recruit — For the scourge of his wrath in mercy shall cease. Arise ! shine ! for thy light Is come ! through the midnight dark Flies the kindling spark ! Awake ! prophetic sight ! God shall teach us the way To his home in the skies, "Where a nightless day Shall for ever arise ! The name shall we bear Of his children bless'd, And his Faith shall cheer The weak, the distress'd, Or a blessed Death in the Lord bring release ! * * Rev. xiv. 13 : — " that they may rest from their LABOURS ; AND THEIR WORKS DO FOLLOW THEM."— Ibid. THE END. NOTES. NOTES. NOTES TO THE PROLOGUE. (*) William Tell, a peasant of Burgeln, near Altorf, in the Canton of Uri, celebrated for his resistance to the tyranny of the Austrian governor Gessler. To the most profligate tyranny Gessler added a singular extravagance of vanity. He caused a pike to be erected, surmounted by his cap, and issued a general mandate, that all who passed it should uncover their heads as to himself in per- son. Tell, who was ignorant of the order, observed the idol with astonishment, and went by, laughing. But the tyrant's minions accused him of the treason, and being brought into the presence of Gessler, he was condemned to shoot an apple off the head of his child. This mode of punishment was adopted because Tell was a well-known marksman. Amidst the imprecations of all around, the tyrant came to enjoy the sight ; and Tell, raising his hands to heaven, exclaimed : " Do thou, just God ! guide the stroke ! " With a firm hand he seized the bow — fixed the arrow : it fled, and the apple was borne away, the child scarcely feeling a hair displaced. Tell having with him another arrow, the tyrant inquired the use he intended to make of it : " To shoot you, had I l2 148 NOTES. shot my son," was the father's reply. His boldness cost him his liberty; and was subsequently to be punished with death. But Tell escaped, and being pursued by Gessler himself, he pierced him at the very moment when the implacable despot was vowing vengeance against the fugitive, who was near enough to hear him without being observed. " Thus fell this inhuman, this terrible example to cruel men ! and on the spot where he fell, as also upon the rock where Tell had escaped, two chapels were built, standing to the present day — a perpetual memorial." After the expulsion of the governors and the demolition of their castles, it became customary among the Swiss to make pilgrimages to the place where Tell had leaped ashore in his flight from his oppressor ; and the Canton of Uri caused an eulogy to be pronounced every year in memory of the hero. — See Nov. Moral, and Bellchamb. Trophied on a Marathon. — p. 2. Marathon was a village of Attica, in ancient Greece, ten miles from Athens, celebrated for the victory which the 10,000 Athenians and 1000 Plateans, under the command of Miltiades, gained over the Persian army, consisting of 100,000 foot and 10,000 horse ; or, according to Val. Maxi- mus, of 300,000 ; or, as Justin says, of 600,000, under the command of Datis and Artaphernes, on the 28th of Sep- tember, 490 b. c. In this battle, according to Herodotus, the Athenians lost only 192 men, and the Persians, 6300. Justin has raised the loss of the Persians in this expedi- tion and in the battle to 200,000 men.* ( 2 ) The character of Washington will be given in the fourth Canto. There is an anecdote of that great man which I have heard, to the effect, that, riding on one * Lempr. NOTES. 149 occasion with another officer, a Negro saluted him with a very respectful bow ; Washington returned the salute by taking off his hat ; the officer expressed his surprise at this unusual condescension to a Negro, — when Washing- ton observed, that he should be sorry to have less politeness than any man, and a Negro was certainly one ! " The following are a few of a multitude of illustrations, which might be adduced, showing that " prejudice against colour " found slight encouragement among the fathers of the republic. Washington himself set an example of courteous respect for people of colour, which reflects the deepest shame upon his degenerate countrymen. The following letter addressed to Phillis Wheatley, a native African, and a slave, is found in his published corres- pondence." " Cambridge, February 28, 1776. • Miss Phillis, — Your favour of the 26th of October did not reach my hands till the middle of December ; time enough, you will say, to have given an answer ere this — Granted — but a variety of important occurrences continu- ally interposing to distract the mind and withdraw the at- tention, I hope will apologize for the delay, and plead my excuse for the seeming but not real neglect. I thank you most sincerely for your polite notice of me in the elegant lines you inclosed ; and however undeserving I may be of such encomium and panegyric, the style and manner exhibit a striking proof of your poetical talents ; in honour of which, and as a tribute justly due to you, I would have published the poem, had I not been apprehensive, that, while I only meant to give the world this new instance of your genius, I might have incurred the imputation of vanity. This, and nothing else, determined me not to give it place in the public prints. " If you should ever come to Cambridge, or near head- 150 NOTES. quarters, I shall be happy to see a person so favored by the Muses, and to whom Nature has been so liberal and bene- ficent in her dispensations. I am, with great respect, your obedient, humble servant, " George Washington." * ( 3 ) The name of Dessalines stands convicted of many cruelties : but before we condemn him, let us hear him in his own defence: " Jean Jaques Dessalines, Governor-General, to the inhabitants of Hayti — Liberty or Death ! " Crimes the most atrocious — such as were until then unheard of, and would cause nature to shudder — have been perpetrated. The measure was overheaped. At length the hour of vengance has arrived, and the implacable enemies of the rights of man have suffered the punishment due to their crimes. My arm raised over their heads has too long delayed to strike. At that signal, which the justice of God has given, your hands righteously armed have brought the axe upon the ancient tree of Slavery and prejudice. In vain had time, and more especially the infernal politics of Europeans surrounded it with triple brass. You have stripped it of its armour: you have placed it npon your heart, that you may become (like your natural enemies) cruel and merciless. Like an overflow- ing, mighty torrent that tears down all opposition, your vengeful fury has carried away everything in its impetu- ous course. Thus perish all the tyrants over innocence — all oppressors of mankind ! What then ? Bent for many ages under an iron yoke — the sport of the passions of men, mutilated victims of the cupidity of white Frenchmen, after having fattened with our toils these insatiate blood- * See Slavery, &c. in the United States, p. 220. NOTES. 151 suckers, with a patience and resignation unexampled, we should again have seen that sacrilegious horde make an attempt at our destruction without any distinction of age or sex ! and we, men without energy, of no virtue, of no delicate sensibility — should we not have plunged in their breast the dagger of desperation ? "Where is that evil Haytian, so unworthy of his regeneration, who thinks that he has not accomplished the decrees of the Eternal, as the Israelites of old, by exterminating their blood-thirsty tigers. If there be one, let him fly ! indignant Nature dis- cards him from her bosom — let him hide his shame far from hence : the air we breathe is not suited to his gross organs — it is the pure air of Liberty, august and trium- phant. Yes, we have rendered to these true cannibals war for war, crime for crime, outrage for outrage. Yes ; we have saved our country — we have avenged America. The avowal that we make of it in the face of Earth and Heaven constitutes our pride and our glory. Of what consequence to us is the opinion which contemporary and future gene- rations will pronounce upon our conduct ? We have per- formed our duty. We enjoy our own approbation — for us that is sufficient. But what do I say ? The preservation of our unfortunate brothers, and the testimony of my own conscience are not my only recompense. We have seen two classes of men, born to cherish, assist, and succour each other ; mixed, in a word, and blended together, crying for vengeance, and disputing the honour of the first blow ; Blacks and Mulattoes, whom the refined duplicity of Euro- peans has for a long time endeavoured to divide, you who are now consolidated and make but one family — without doubt it was necessary that our perfect reconciliation should be sealed with the blood of your butchers. Similar calamities have hung over your proscribed heads — a similar ardour to strike your enemies has signalized you — the like 152 NOTES. fate is reserved for you, and the like interests must there- fore render you for ever indivisible and inseparable. Maintain that precious concord — that happy harmony amongst yourselves ; it is the pledge of your happiness, your safety, and your success — it is the secret of being in- vincible. It is necessary, in order to strengthen these ties, to recall to your remembrance the catalogue of atrocities committed against our species : the massacre of the entire population of this island, meditated in the silence and sang-froid of the cabinet — the execution of that abomin- able project, to me unblushingly proposed, and already begun by the French, with the calmness and serenity of a coun- tenance accustomed to similar crimes. Guadaloupe pillaged and destroyed — its ruins still reeking with the blood of children, women, and old men put to the sword. Pelage (himself the victim of their craftiness, often having basely betrayed his country and his brothers) the brave and immortal Delgresse, blown into the air with the fort which he defended, rather than accept their proffered chains. Magnanimous warrior ! That noble death, far from enfeebling ourcourage, serves only to rouse within us the determination of avenging or of following thee. Shall I again recall to your memory the plots lately formed at Jeremie — the terrible explosion which was to be the result, notwithstanding the generous pardon granted to these incorrigible beings at the expulsion of the French army — the deplorable fate of our departed brothers in Europe, and (dread harbinger of death !) the frightful despotism exercised at Martinico ? Unfortunate people of Martinico ! "Would that I could fly to your assistance, and break your fetters! Alas! an insurmountable barrier separates us ! Perhaps a spark from the same fire which inflames us will alight into your bosoms — perhaps at the sound of this commotion, suddenly awakened from your NOTES. 153 lethargy, with arms in your hands, you will reclaim your sacred imperscriptible rights. " After the terrible example which I have just given, I trust that sooner or later divine Justice will unchain on Earth some mighty minds, above the weakness of the vulgar, for the terror and destruction of the wicked. Tremble, ye tyrants, usurpers, scourges of the new world ! — our daggers are sharpened — your punishment is ready. Sixty thousand men equipped, inured to war, obedient to my orders, burn to offer a new sacrifice to the manes of their assassinated brothers. Let that nation come who may be mad and daring enough to attack me. Already at his approach, the irritated Genius of Hayti, arising out of the bosom of the wave appears ; his menacing aspect throws the universe in commotion, excites tempests, and with his mighty hand disperses ships, and dashes them in pieces. To his formidable voice the laws of Nature pay obe- dience. Diseases, Plague, Famine, Conflagration, Poison, are his constant attendants. But why calculate on the assistance of the climate and the elements ? Have I forgotten that I command a people of no common cast — brought up in adversity — whose audacious daring frowns at obstacles, and increases by dangers. Let them come then, these homicidal cohorts — I wait for them with firmness, and with a steady eye. I abandon to them freely the sea-shore and the places where cities have existed : but woe to those who may ap- proach too near the mountains ! It were better for them that the sea received them into its profound abyss, than to be devoured by the anger of the Children of Hayti ! "War to death to tyrants ! — this is my motto. Liberty and Inde- pendence ! — this is our rallying cry." &c. &c. It will readily be granted that this is a most remarkable composition for a Negro : but it exhibits at the same time a detail of the crimes which were only imitated by the 154 NOTES. " rebels " of Hayti. Nothing can entirely justify the atrocities of Dessalines against the French ; but as it is certain that the latter set him the example, we are surely not wrong in giving the uneducated Negro the benefit of whatever palliation may be admissible. This is the view I have taken of the subject ; and influenced by this opinion I penned the subsequent stanzas. I consider the defence given in his own words sufficient to convince any man that the conduct of the Negroes in that war of independence was mainly, if not entirely the result of what they themselves had experienced, and what is more, knew would be their fate in the event of defeat. " Jean Jaques Dessalines, emperor of Hayti, was a slave in 1791, when the insurrection of the Blacks occured in that island. His talents for war, his enterprise, courage, and unscrupulous conduct, raised him to command among the insurgent Negroes ; and, when Leclerc invaded the island, in 1802, Dessalines, and Christophe, stood next in reputa- tion and rank to Toussaint-L'Ouverture. After the de- portation of the latter by the French, Dessalines, Chris- tophe, and Clervaux took the command, and maintained a desperate and sanguinary warfare against the French, until the latter evacuated the island. This happened in No- vember, 1803, and the black chiefs having proclaimed the island independent, they nominated Dessalines governor- general for life, with absolute power. In October, 1804, he assumed the title and state of Emperor of Hayti ; his reign, however, was brief; for the people, aided by the troops, sick of his atrocities, and wearied out by his suspicious and vindictive conduct, conspired against his life, and he was killed, Oct. 17th, 1806, when thus ended a despotism stained by every barbarous enormity.' 7 — Belchamb. Candour will, perhaps, admit that Dessalines, in mili- tary tact and successful achievement, may be compared NOTES. 155 to Buonaparte ; and that the latter in " barbarous enor- mity " of crime fell short of the former only by the defici- ency of means, and the circumstances by which he was, fortunately for his slaves and the world, perpetually held at bay. Tortured on the wrenching wheel. — p. 5. This is literally true. (See Pamphleteer, vol. iv.) It is also a fact that the Negroes " were carried by shiploads to sea, stowed like sheep in a pen, and heard of no more." Dead bodies floated to the shore. — Ibid. " The Consul (Buonaparte) had fully resolved that when he should have got the chiefs of the free Negroes in the West Indies into his power either by force or fraud, they should not live to oppose his tyranny in future. Witness his treatment of Pelage, the Toussaint of Guadaloupe, who joined the French General Richepause, and by pro- digies of valour at the head of his black troops, reduced the island to submission, relying on the solemn promises of the Consul, to maintain the general freedom of the Blacks. Yet his reward was to be seized by surprise with all his brave officers, and either sold as slaves for the Spanish mines in Peru, or, as is more probable, drowned at sea." — Ibid. The same author relates a fact witnessed by Bryan Edwards * (a Planter and slave-holder, and an * The author of '* The History of the West Indies." He was a member of the British Parliament, and one of the most virulent opponents of Wilberforce. On one occasion " he faceti- ously recommended that excellent man to employ his bene- volence at home — and take under his protection the race of blacks, which might be found in the streets of London under the name-of chimney-sweepers /" This will serve to shew the value of that author's opinions, when he affects to sympathize with the slave. It is also asserted that he either wrote or revised 156 NOTES. enemy to Negro-emancipation — the opponent of Wilber- force). The French had broken a Negro on the wheel, and left him to linger in his torture, when some English sailors came up, and dispatched the poor wretch, in mercy. This took place in the presence of the French ladies, who joined the torturers in scouting the kindhearted English- men for their interference ! I have before me many more extracts detailing similar atrocities on the part of the French — but these details can serve for no other purpose than to excite disgust. Enough perhaps has been said to justify the words of the text — not denying what is there implied, viz. that the Negroes made an adequate return of vengeance : the aggressors and the avengers were equally atrocious, but not equally guilty. Humanity must side with the oppressed ; and where is the nation that has been oppressed like the African ? ( 4 ) " Toussaint-L'Ouverture, the celebrated black chieftain, was born a slave in the year 1745, at St. Domin- go : " or, as it is more probable, a freeman, in Africa.* " His amiable deportment as a slave, the patience, mild- ness, and benevolence of his disposition, and the purity of his conduct amid the general laxity of morals which pre- vailed in the island, gained for him many of those advan- tages which afterwards gave him such absolute ascendency " Park's Travels in Africa." There is certainly apparent a great similarity of style ; but the suspicion is strengthened by the 22nd chapter, where the benevolent traveller pretends to discover, that slavery existed at all times in Africa, evidently with the intention of palliating the injustice of the slave-trade. By a man's actions must his principles be tested. " Hypocrisy de- lights in the most sublime speculations ; for never intending to go beyond speculation, it costs nothing to have it magnificent." * Pamphl. vol. iv. Hist, of T. L'Ouvert. NOTES. 157 over his insurgent brethren. His good qualities attracted the attention of M. Bayou de Libertas, the agent on the estate, who taught him reading, writing, and arithmetic — elements of knowledge which hardly one in ten thousand of his fellow-slaves possessed. When the general rising of the Blacks took place, much solicitation was used to induce Toussaint to join them: but he declined until he had procured an opportunity for the escape of M. Bayou and his family to Baltimore, shipping a considerable quantity of sugar for the supply of their immediate wants. In his subsequent prosperity, he availed himself of every occasion to give them new marks of his gratitude. " Having thus provided security for his benefactors, he joined a corps of Blacks, was soon raised to the principal command, and by his general intelligence, education, prudence, activity, address, and bravery, immediately at- tained a complete ascendancy over all the black leaders. From 1798 until 1801, the island continued peaceable and tranquil under the gouvernment of Toussaint, who adopted and enforced the most judicious measures for healing the wounds of his country, and restoring its commercial and agricultural prosperity. His efforts would have been attended with much success, but for the ill-judged expedi- tion which Buonaparte sent against the island, under the command of Leclerc. This expedition, fruitless as it was in respect of its general object, proved fatal to Toussaint, solely in consequence of the sincerity and good faith which marked his character. Toussaint was noted for private virtues; among the rest warm affection for his family. Leclerc brought out from France Toussaint's two sons, with their preceptor Coisnon, whose orders were to carry his pupils to Toussaint, and make use of them to work on the tenderness of the Negro chief, and induce him to abandon his countrymen. If he yielded, he was to be 158 NOTES. made second in command to Leclerc : if he refused, his children were to be reserved as hostages of his fidelity to the French. Notwithstanding the greatness of the sacri- fice demanded of him, Toussaint remained faithful to his brethren. We pass over the details of the war, which at length ended in a treaty of peace, when Toussaint retired to his plantation, relying upon solemn assurances that his person and property should be held sacred. But notwith- standing these assurances, he was treacherously seized in the night, hurried on board a ship of war, and transported to Brest. He was conducted first to a close prison in the Castle of Joux, and thence to Besangon, where he was plunged in a cold, wet, subterranean prison, which soon proved fatal to a constitution used only to the warm skies and free air of the West Indies. He languished through the winter of 1802 — 1803 ; and his death which happened in April, 1803, raised a cry of indignation against the government, which had chosen this dastardly method of destroying one of the best and bravest men of the Negro race." — Belchamb. Chateaubriand and other writers in- sinuate that more, violent means were taken by the Consul to get rid of this unfortunate man. God can dash the towering down Qc. — p. 6. lf Valet ima summis Mutare, et insignern attenuat Deus, Obscura pron/iens."" §c. — Hor. Carm. xxxiv. Lib. I. " The atrocious cruelty of the French in their subjuga- tion of St. Domingo, equalled (it could not have surpassed) that of the barbarous Negroes * whom they opposed ; but was heard of with disgust and horror, such as no excesses * The converse would be nearer the truth. NOTES. 159 of mere savages could have excited. As if Heaven had been moved by these bloody deeds of vengeance, disease broke out in the camp ; thousands died, and among them Leclerc himself, the leader of the expedition. For the last time, however, the French armament triumphed — and in the exultation of victory, the government at home had the extreme and seemingly purposeless ungenerosity to publish an edict, banishing all the Negro race from their European dominions ! * But the yellow-fever was already rapidly consuming the French army at St. Domingo ; and its feeble remnant, under Itochambeau, having been at length expelled in November, 1803, — the Independence of Hayti was formally proclaimed on the 1st of January, 1804." f Of his children torn away In captivity to pine, $-c. — p. 6. Toussaint had confided his two sons to the French government; " and it would move the coldest heart to * Hist, of N. B. vol. i. 261. — Where also is quoted a sonnet of Wordsworth, Sept. 22, 1802. " We had a fellow-passenger, who came From Calais with us, gaudy in array, — A Negro woman like a lady gay ; Yet silent as a woman fearing blame ; Dejected, meek, yet pitiably tame, She sate, from notice turning not away, But on our proffered kindness still did lay A weight of languid speech, or at the same Was silent, motionless in eyes and face. She was a Negro woman, driven from France — Not one of whom may now find footing there : Thus the poor outcast did to us declare, Nor murmured at the unfeeling Ordinance." t Ibid. 160 NOTES. read the letter in which he anxiously recommended them to its care and protection. At every line one might imagine the fond father's tears dropping on the paper ! Nor is its piety less striking than its tenderness ; for the chief request made in the letter was that they might be brought up in the fear of God and the knowledge of reli- gion. To take these youths from their studies, and send them out to inveigle their father was the project of Napo- leon. He has no children,* or his heart, cold and hard though it is, might have checked him in so vile a purpose. To feel its baseness fully, a fact should be known, which is true beyond all reach of doubt — that if Toussaint had yielded to the temptation, it would have been immediately fatal to him. The fixed design in that case was to tear him in a few days from these dear-bought children, and put him to death." " The time was now come to try the force of corruption upon the mind of this African patriot. The first game had been played with success equal to the Consul's wishes, except that Cape Francois had been burnt. The chief posts on the sea had been surprised and taken, according to his merciless orders ; the next point therefore, was to win over Toussaint, if possible, now that he could be treated with in safety. " Accordingly an ambassador was sent to him from the smoking ruins of Cape Francois, and the person chosen for the errand was Coisnon, the tutor of his sons. This man, as low in morals, as from his office we may suppose * This was written before the hirth of " the King of Rome." He (Napoleon) saw his son playing one day, and said to a bishop who was present, " My Lord Bishop, do you believe that this creature has a soul ?" — Chateaubriand. At all events he acted on the present occasion upon the supposition that the Negro en- tertained a better opinion of his children. NOTES. 161 he was high in learning, was probably sent from France for this vile attempt on the father of his pupils. I doubt not that he had his lesson from the lips of the Consul himself. "With him were sent the two youths, the one about seventeen, the other probably fifteen years of age. They had been separated seven or eight years from their affectionate parents ; and were now doubtless improved, not only in stature, but every other point of appearance that could rejoice the eye of a father. Ignorant as the poor youths were of public affairs, they had been taught that it was for their father's good to comply with the wishes of the chief Consul ; and Bonaparte himself had talked with and caressed them at Paris, in order to impress that opinion on their minds. With these innocent decoys, and with letters both to Leclerc and the Consul, full of the most high-flown compliments to Toussaint, and the most tempting offers of honours, wealth, and power — Coisnon set out from the Cape, and proceeded to .the place of our hero's usual abode. " His cruel orders were to let the boys see and embrace their father and mother, but not to let them remain. If the father should agree to sell himself, and betray the cause of Freedom, he was to be required to come to the Cape to receive the commands of Leclerc, and become his lieutenant-general : but, if he should be found proof against corruption and deceit, the boys were to be torn from- his arms, and brought back as hostages. If nothing else could move him, the fears and agonies of a parent's breast might, it was hoped, be effectual to bend his stubborn virtue. A safe-conduct was obtained from Toussaint ; and the sacred faith of a soldier, whose word had never been broken, was engaged for the return both of the envoy and his pupils. " Coisnon proceeded with the boys to Toussaint's home 162 NOTES. in the country. But on his arrival, the father was absent, — his urgent public duties having called him to a distant part of the island, where he was probably endeavouring to collect his scattered troops to make a stand against the invaders. The mother, however, the faithful wife of Toussaint was there; and we may imagine with what transports of tender joy she clasped her long-absent children to her bosom. The hard-hearted Coisnon himself says : l This good woman manifested all the sentiments of the most feeling mother.' " It was no hard task for the envoy to delude this tender parent. He professed to her, as he had declared to all the Negroes he met on the journey, (this he has not scrupled to confess under his own hand,) that the Consul had no design whatever against their freedom, but wished only peace, and a due submission to the authority of the Republic* The fond mother was ready to believe all he said, ardently wished that it might be true, and that her husband might see cause to confide in these pleasing assurances. The envoy has, unluckily for the cause of his employer, made it clearly appear in his account of this embassy, that if Toussaint had any object beyond the freedom of himself and his brethren, it was unknown to, and unsuspected by his wife. She instantly sent off an express to let him know that the messenger from the Consul was come with the offer of peace, liberty, and their children. " Toussaint arrived on the following night. The husband, the father, at length arrives, and rushes into the arms of his children. For a while he forgets that he is anything but a father. He presses first the elder, then the younger to his heart — then locks them both in a long embrace. Next he steps back for a moment to gaze on • Report of the F. Minister. London Papers, April, 1802. NOTES. 163 their features, and their persons. Isaac, the elder, is so much grown that he is almost as tall as his father : his face begins to wear a manly air, and Toussaint recals in him the same image that sometimes met his youthful eyes when he bathed in the clear lake among the mountains. The younger is not so near to manhood, but his softer features are not less endearing. The father sees again the playful child that used to climb upon his knees, and the very expression that won his heart in the object of his first affection. " The miscreant Coisnon seems to value himself upon his firmness in pursuing his game unmoved by so affecting a scene ; for thus he writes of it to his employers : — c The father and the two sons threw themselves into each other's arms. I saw them shed tears, and wishing to take advan- tage of a period which I conceived to be favourable, I stopped him at the moment when he stretched out his arms to me, &c.' " ' they are villains every man of them — Fitted to stab and smile — to stab the babe That smiles upon them ! ' — " Coisnon retiring from the embrace of Toussaint assails him in a set speech, with persuasions to submit to the Consul, and to betray the cause of Freedom. He does not perhaps desire him in plain terms to permit slavery to be restored — on the contrary, he protests that there is no such design : but Toussaint knew too well the meaning of such professions : and that his discerning mind on this point should be so imposed on, after what had happened, could hardly be expected, either by the envoy or his masters. Toussaint was in effect desired to come to the Cape, and bring over his troops to the French standard. On this condition he was assured of ' respect, honours, fortune, m 2 164 NOTES. and the office of lieutenant-general of the island,' all in short that the gratitude of the Republic could offer, or his own heart desire. On the other hand, if he should refuse to submit, the most dreadful horrors and miseries of war are denounced against him and his followers. The implacable vengeance of the great Nation is threatened ! Above all the father is desired to reflect upon the fate that awaits the hostage youths, so beloved, and so worthy of his affection. ( You must submit/ said Coisnon, ' or my orders are to carry my pupils back to the Cape. You will not, I know, cover yourself with infamy by breaking faith, and violating a safe-conduct. Behold then the tears of your wife ; and consider, that upon your decision depends whether the boys shall remain to gladden her heart and yours, or be torn from you both for ever/ The orator concluded, the youths themselves addressed their father — doubtless the mother joined in the supplication. During these heart-rending assaults on the virtue and firmness of Toussaint, the hero, checking his tears, and eyeing his children with glances of agonized emotion, maintains a profound silence. c Hearken to your children,' cries Coisnon ; c confide in their innocence — they will tell you nothing but truth.' Again the tears of the mother and her children, and their sobbing entreaties pour anguish into his bosom. He still remains silent. The conflict of passions and principles within him may be seen in his ex- pressive features, and in his eager glistening eye. Coisnon saw the struggle— he eyed it with a fiend-like joy, and was ready in his heart to cry out ' Victory ! ' when the illus- trious African suddenly composed his agitated counte- nance, gently disengaged himself from the grasp of his wife and children, took the envoy into an inner chamber, and gave him a dignified refusal. ■ Take back my children,' NOTES. 165 said he, ' since it must be. I will be faithful to my brethren and my God.' " * This extraordinary man is to be classed with "Washing- ton. History records no act of cruelty or despotism of which he can be justly accused. We find in the History of Napoleon the following sentence : " The chief authority was by degrees vested in Toussaint L'Ouverture, a Negro, who during the war, displayed the ferocity of a barbarian, but after its conclusion, won the applause and admiration of all men, by the wisdom and humanity of his administra- tion." Bonaparte likewise, it is well known, caused his menial press to traduce f Toussaint when he found flattery of no avail. With regard to the former remark, it will not bear the test of common sense — it is improbable from the very nature of the accusation and subsequent praise. Every other author that I have seen speaks in the highest terms of Toussaint, as a man of virtue, valour, and intellect. Indeed it was his moderation during the war that rendered him suspicious and hateful to Dessalines, as may be gathered from a remark in the proclamation of the latter, which has in part been quoted. Buonaparte accused him of " hypocrisy " ! " But the strange vileness of Toussaint's hypocrisy consisted in this, that he was all along good in deeds as well as in words. So deep was Tous- saint's hypocrisy, that the great Consul himself, though a messenger from Heaven, i sent upon Earth, X (as he tells * See Pamphl. Vol. IV. Life of Toussaint. f Ibid. X Tyrants of every nation are necessarily alike in many features. Speaking of the condemnation, through private mo- tives, of the unfortunate Jane Shore, by Richard III., Sir Tho- mas More, in his interesting Life of that tyrant, thus speaks : " And for this cause, as a goodly, continent prince, clean and faultless of himself, sent out of Heaven into this vicious tcorldfor 166 NOTES. us) to restore order, equality, and justice,' was grossly deceived by him ; for he gave the highest praises to our hero, down to the very day of setting a price upon his head ; and only found out his hypocrisy, when resolved upon putting him to death ! The truth is, that of all the many virtues of Toussaint, his probity was the most distin- guished. It was quite a proverb among our own officers, who long carried on war against him, and among the white inhabitants of St. Domingo, that Toussaint never broke his word. There cannot be a better proof that he possessed and deserved this fame, than the reliance which was placed on his promises in the nicest cases, by those who knew him best, and to whom his falsehood would have been fatal ; and it is a notorious fact, that the exiled French Planters and Merchants did not scruple to return from North America, on receiving his promise to protect them. It is equally well known that not one of them ever found cause in his conduct to repent of such confidence/'* " The person of Toussaint was manly. He was about the middle size, had a penetrating eye — a striking coun- tenance, and manners alike calculated, as occasion might require, to conciliate affection, or command respect. Ac- tive in all his movements, he was an excellent horseman, travelled with astonishing rapidity, slept little, and in- dulged still less in the pleasures of the table. He had a strong memory, an acute understanding, indefatigable in- dustry. Personal revenge for injuries done to himself he never gratified — he committed no acts of tyranny in his the amendment of men's manners, he caused the Bishop of Lon- don to put her to open penance, going before the cross in pro- cession upon a Sunday, with a taper in her hand!" * Pamphl. Vol. IV. — where is also related a case of unusual interest relative to General Maitland, an English officer, whom he had been solicited by the French authorities to arrest ! NOTES. 167 public character — perfidy he detested; and even his enemies were compelled to acknowledge that his word was always religiously held sacred."* ToussaintL'Ouverture would have been an extraordinary man in any country : but, " an uneducated slave," as he was, " he acquitted himself as a general and a statesman, in a manner that astonished and confounded those who maintained that Negroes were incapable of intellectual improvement. "+ Brutus ! Rome was satisfied, Qc. — p. 6. L. Junius Brutus, son of M. Junius and Tarquinia second daughter of Tarquinius Priscus. The father, with his eldest son, were murdered by Tarquin the Proud ; and Lucius, unable to revenge their death, pretended to be in- sane. The artifice saved his life ; he was called Brutus for his stupidity, which he however soon after shewed to be feigned. When Lucretia killed herself, b. c. 509, in con- sequence of the brutality of Tarquin, Brutus snatched the dagger from the wound, and swore, upon the reeking blade, immortal hatred to the royal family. His example was followed ; the Tarquin s were proscribed by a decree of the senate, and the royal authority vested in the hands of the consuls chosen from patrician families. Brutus, in his consular office, made the people swear they never would again submit to kingly authority ; but the first who violated their oath were in his own family. His sons con- spired with the Tuscan ambassador to restore theTarquins; and when discovered, they were tried and condemned be- * Pamphl. Vol. IV. f Stewart. Many interesting particulars of the life of this great man have been necessarily omitted. The reader is referred to the Pamphleteer, Vol. IV. ; the Supplement to Edwards' Hist, of the West Indies, and The Life of Toussaint L'Ouverture. 168 NOTES. fore their father, who himself attended at their execution. Some time after, in a combat that was fought between the Romans and Tarquins, Brutus engaged with Aruns, and so fierce was the attack that they pierced one another at the same time. The dead body was brought to Rome, and received as in triumph : a funeral oration was spoken over it, and the Roman matrons shewed their grief by mourning a year for the Father of the Republic* Nero to the world ! — p. 7. It were useless to enter into the details of all the ex- travagances and atrocities of this Roman Emperor. Many conspiracies were formed against him, but they were generally discovered, and such as were accessory suffered the greatest punishments. The most dangerous conspiracy against Nero's life was that of Piso, from which he was delivered by the confession of a slave. The conspiracy of Galba proved more successful, and the conspirator, when he was informed that his plot was known to Nero declared himself emperor. The unpopularity of Nero favoured the cause; he was acknowledged by all the Roman empire; and the senate condemned the tyrant that sat on the throne to be dragged naked through the streets of Rome, and whipped to death, and afterwards to be thrown down from the Tarpean rock, like the meanest malefactor. This, however, was not done ; and Nero, by a voluntary death, prevented the execution of the sentence. He killed him- self, a. d. 68, in the thirty-second year of his age, after a reign of thirteen years and eight months. Rome was filled with acclamation at the intelligence, and the citizens, more strongly to indicate their joy, wore caps, such as were * Lenip. NOTES. 169 generally used by slaves who had received their freedom. The tyrant, as he expired, begged that his head might not be cut off from his body, and exposed to the insolence of an enraged populace ; but that the whole might be burned on the funeral-pile. His request was granted by one of Galba's freedmen, and his obsequies were performed with the usual ceremonies. Though his death seemed to be the source of universal gladness, yet many of his favourites lamented his fall, and were grieved to see that their pleasures and amusements were stopped by the death of their patron of debauchery and extravagance. Even the King of Parthia sent ambassadors to Rome to condole with the Romans ; and to beg that they would honour and revere the memory of Nero ! His statues were also crowned with garlands of flowers, and many believed that he was not dead, but that he would soon make his ap- pearance, and take a due vengeance upon his enemies. It will be sufficient to observe, in finishing the character of this tyrannical emperor, that the name of Nero is even now used emphatically to express a barbarous and unfeeling oppressor. Pliny calls him the common enemy and fury of mankind ; and in this he has been followed by all writers, who exhibit Nero as a pattern of the most ex- ecrable barbarity and unpardonable wantonness.* Bona- parte has been called by Chateaubriand, homme defer, and it is on this feature of his character that I base the com- parison. History is for the most part silent on the other features in which he had some resemblance to his pattern. But even in this 'bad eminence,' Buonaparte was not more immaculate than Ccesar — I have seen a volume on the sub- ject entitled • Amours de Napoleon." " Exemplum in nostro tarn detestabile sexu ! " + * Lemp. f Juv. ii. 48. 170 Heaven's scourge to sinning man — All included in thy curse ! — p. 7- " Saepe Diespiter Neglcctus incesto addidit integrum." — Hor. III. 2. Oft the Divinity neglected, strikes The guiltless with the guilty. — " YloWaKi Kai ^vfiiraca 7ro\ig KaKov avdpog fxavpd.'' Hesiod. Ofttimes the universal state must pay The penalty of one delinquent. — Again, " Because Manasseh King of Judah hath done these abominations Therefore thus saith the Lord God of Israel, Behold, I am bringing such evil upon Jerusalem and Judah, that whosoever heareth of it, both his ears shall tingle." — 2 Kings, xxi. 11, 12. Slanderer of her Hero's fame. — p. 8. " This great man was also prepared for public by a good quality more important than all others put together — he was a devout man and a sincere disciple of Christ. His oppressors have called his religion, hypocrisy : but it is not to those impious men who profess themselves Maho- metans in Turkish countries, that we shall trust for the character of Christians. They were bojind to revile his noble heart before they destroyed him ; and they had no course left to take with his known piety, but to give it that odious name. Toussaint had nothing to gain but the favour of God, by openly giving him glory; for his Negroes had been taught little religion, and the people of France who had sided with them, were, for the most part, sworn enemies of Christianity. The bitterest enemies of Toussaint have confessed that he had no share with the crimes which attended the Revolution. This has never NOTES. 171 been denied by his enemies ; and to shew how clear his innocence is, I will here quote the words of an author who is one of Jiis bitterest defamers. Dubroca, who was employed by Buonaparte's government to slander the unfortunate Toussaiht, in a libel called his Life, published in Paris, while they were offering rewards for his head at St. Domin- go, thus writes : " Far from taking any part in the move- ments which preceded the insurrection of the Negroes, he seemed determined to keep aloof from all the intrigues and violence of the times ; and certain it is, that history has not to reproach him with taking any share in the massacre of the white people, in August, 1791." This un- willing justice ought to have been extended to the whole term of the wars in which he afterwards engaged, during which not a single act of cruelty can be alleged against him."* If repentance touched thy breast, Ere the moment of thy doom, fyc. — p. 8. " He also gave directions to the priest Vignali, as to the manner in which he wished his body to be laid out in a chambre ardente (a state-room lighted with torches). * I am neither an atheist,' said Napoleon, * nor a rationalist. I believe in God, and am of the religion of my father. I was born a Catholic, and will fulfil all the duties of that Church, and receive the assistance she administers.' " On the 3rd of May it became evident that the scene was near its close. The attendants would fain have called in more medical men ; but they durst not, knowing his feelings on this head : ' Even had he been speechless,' said one of them, ' we could not have brooked his eye.' The last sacraments of the church were now administered * Pamphl. Vol. IV. 172 NOTES. by Vignali. He lingered thenceforth in a delirious stupor. On the 4th, the island was swept by a tremendous storm, which tore up almost all the trees about Longwood, by the roots. The 5th was another day of tempests ; and about six in the evening, Napoleon — having pronounced the words * T£te d'arme'e,' passed for ever from the dreams of battle."* N.B. Five stanzas of the Prologue were published at the time that I composed them, a few years ago, in the Morning Advertiser, under the title of " Ode to Liberty ; or Sigh of the American Slave." NOTES TO CANTO I. Order rules the starry vault. — p. 7. Intending to exhibit Slavery as a derangement or dis- cord in Creation, I have contemplated the Order or Harmony which exists intrinsically in every other part of Creation, but Man. By Harmony or Order, I mean that consent of parts which co-operates to one great end. The text is meant to imply all the revelations of Astronomy. ** Wide open to mine eyes Thy glories all! Majestic in eternity of years — Of Power, of Love, God will'd the rolling Ball Of universal Worlds— vast spheres in spheres Enchained still vaster ; and Himself appears Amidst, yet vastest, greatest ! and to Him * Hist, of Nap. Fam. Lib. NOTES. 173 Concentric, bowing adoration, rears Each Might of World, His universal beam * Reflected from His face ! Meanwhile the grateful theme " Of all His glories sing they, unison Complete. No discord knowing— in sublime Immortal Diapason they begun — In harmony revolving. Jarring chime Self-moving, know they not— until He time Their periodic downfall. Harmony Were Discord then ! they crash, they reel, they rhyme Unto his Will disastrous ! Whilst on high Great GOD is glorified — unshaken Majesty ! "* The first object is to establish the harmony of irrational Creation. Not that " whatever is, is right " because it t* or exists — nor that " all partial evil is universal good :" but that the former is right, because God has willed it to be as it is. "We can form no notion of a better ordinance. Smiles unnumbered — avrjpiOuov yeXaoua. — p. 12. iEsch. ILpou. Atffu. ( 5 ) Cruel means, by ends amended. Geology and Chemistry exhibit the Ends of Death result- ing from natural decay, and from violence, in the lower order of animals, as demonstrations of creative and pre- serving Power. It is known that simplicity of structure characterized the animals and plants of early creation. " Gradually as we advance through the higher strata, or, in other words, as we proceed through this record of pro- gressive creation, we find animals and plants of higher and higher structure ; till at last we come to the superficial strata, where there are kinds approximating to the highest of all animated tribes, namely, man himself." Destruction and Death were the order of the day throughout the era of * From an unpublished Poem by the Author. 174 NOTES. each successive stratification. Plants were of speedy growth and rapid decay — they perished. The atmosphere that surrounded them, by the very principle which accelerated their growth when living, accelerated their decay when dead. Their decomposition added to the crust of the Earth that then was. The time of preparation continued. Every stratum has its peculiar plant — its peculiar constituent of Earth. Animals also existed — and were characterized in the same manner, — rapidity of growth — rapidity of decay. The work of deposition progresses — mass upon mass — the Planet is forming. Density is to compensate with velocity, for the vastly superior quantity of matter in its attracting centre. Its velocity was in proportion to its want of den- sity — hence its seasons must have differed in duration with its increasing density, and consequently decreasing velocity, and inclination to its axis — till by a succession of deaths, decays, and reproductions, the existing superficies was numbered the last stratum, and the existing orders of animals sprung to life at the bidding of the Creator, and Man appeared. Death still administers to life. Plants find their food in the soil and the air that surround them ; these in their turn yield subsistence to numerous tribes of animals which are their nearest kindred in creation. But even in these tribes annihilation has its ministers in the shape of insects, beasts, and birds, which all prey and are preyed upon — the strong displaced by a stronger, — when Man, bringing to his aid the powers of combined wants, keen acquisitive- ness, and the destructive engines of violence and craft, devised and multiplied by intellect in combination with the animal of his nature — takes the field as the arch-exter- minator in creation. Cruelty is the characteristic of man. No other animal tortures before it kills, except the domestic cat in some instances, when it retains its destructiveness NOTES. 175 transformed into a semblance of man's eruelty by the natural wants of hunger, being pampered and accustomed to food which is preferred for its delicacy. Insects, birds of prey — the lion and the tiger, inflict the death of an in- stant. Co-ordinate selfishness directs them — they co- operate instinctively in the economy of creation — 11 Cruel means by ends amended." But those means are only seemingly cruel. We con- stantly apply that epithet — but it is by comparison. "We tacitly accuse the Wisdom of God — we arraign divine Pro- vidence. Whence is the error ? Man's destructiveness is the result of unbridled passions — and we conclude that of the lower animals to be the same ! But, it is the result of wants, real wants, essential to the happiness of all God's creatures — wisely, then, ordained — benevolently supplied. The surplus of vegetable and of animal life is thus restricted. Hence the instinct of destructiveness ap- pears with a fury increasing with the necessity of extermi- nation. The natural history of the East and the West witnesses this fact in the most striking manner. The economy of the irrational members of Earth's family is, therefore, proved to be wisely established. Providence is justified. No discordant Passions mar, fyc. — p. 13. " In sailing over the sea of life, the passions are the gales that swell the canvas of the mental bark ; they obstruct or accelerate its course, and render the voyage favourable or full of danger, in proportion as they blow steadily from a proper point, or are adverse and tempes- tuous. Like the wind itself, they are an engine of high importance and mighty power. Without them we cannot proceed ; but with them we may be shipwrecked and lost. 176 NOTES. Reined in, therefore, and attempered, they constitute our happiness ; but let loose and at random, they distract and ruin us. " How few beneath auspicious planets born, With swelling sails, make good the promised port, With all their wishes freighted ! " * " Perhaps the oldest, simplest, and most universal pas- sion that stirs the mind of man, is— Desire. So universal is it, that I may confidently ask, where is the created being without it ? And Dryden is fully within the mark in attesting, that " ' Desire's the vast extent of human mind.' " All the passions have their use; they all contribute to the general good of mankind; — and it is the abuse of them, the allowing of them to run wild and unpruned in their career, and not the existence of any of them, that is to be lamented. While there are things that ought to be hated, and deeds that ought to be bewailed, aversion and grief are as necessary to the mind as desire and joy. It is the duty of the judgment to direct and to moderate them ; to discipline them into obedience, and attune them to harmony. The great object of moral education is to call forth, instruct, and fortify the judgment upon this im- portant science ; to let it feel its own power, and accustom it to wield the sceptre intrusted to it with dexterity and steadiness. Where this is accomplished, the violent pas- sions can never show themselves — they can have no real existence ; for we have already produced evidence that they are nothing more than the simple affections, discor- dantly associated, or raised to an improper pitch. Where this is accomplished, the sea of life will, for the most part, be tranquil and sober ; not from indifference, or the want * Young. NOTES. 177 of active powers, but from their nice balance and concord ; and if, in the prosecution of the voyage, the breeze should be fresh, it will still be friendly, and quicken our course to the desired haven. Finally, wherever this is accomplished, man appears in his true dignity — he has achieved the great point for which he was created, and visions of unfading glory swell before him, as the forthcoming reward of his present triumph." * a All violent passions are evil, or in other words, pro- duce, or tend to produce unhappiness ; for evil and un- happiness are only commutable terms." + " Strong passion, under the direction of a feeble reason, feeds a low fever, which serves only to destroy the body that entertains it. But vehement passion does not always indicate an infirm judgment. It often accompanies and actuates, and is even auxiliary to a powerful understand- ing ; and when they both conspire and act harmoniously, their force is great to destroy disorder within, and repel iDjury from abroad." J ( 6 ) Thou hadst high Reason, symbol Speech, And inborn sense of Right and Wrong. — p. 13. " Man surpasses all other animals in the height and proportions of the forehead, and in the comparative mass of brain in the upper part of the skull. In the human head the lower parts of the face bear a smaller proportion to the forehead than in the brutes. The face is placed in nearly a perpendicular line with the forehead, instead of projecting outwards into a snout, as in the lower animals. The brute face is merely suited for the purpose of animal wants and for defence ; the jaws are long and * Mason Good. f Ibid. X Burke. 178 NOTES. narrow, supplied with thick, strong muscles, and short teeth ; there is not the elevated nose, which in man forms a distinguishing feature, — the arched eyebrows — the ex- quisitely formed lips, and the rounded chin ; above all, there is not that play of varied expression, that air of intelligence, and that indescribable emanation of a ratio- nal mind, that ray of divinity, at the appearance of which the most wild and ferocious of the brute creation are awed and subdued. But, besides, the Creator seems to have allotted characteristic external signs to express the passions of the mind, that in social life man might not easily impose on his fellow-man ; for the various muscles of the face ex- press the several passions of the mind so faithfully, that they may be even represented in painting. This is said to be the natural expression, and would appear to be under- stood even by the lower animals ; for a dog, on looking to the countenance of his master, easily recognises the mute expressions either of commendation or dissatisfaction. From the action of these muscles, so often repeated, phy- siognomy arises : the action of the prevailing muscles fixes an enduring expression on the features; and traces of frequent anger often remain in the countenance after the passion itself is gone off. With the power of speech and reason, man has also the means of expressing his feelings and passions by laughter and weeping, manifestations which are not found in the lower animals." * * Chamber's Information for the People. (The Human Body.) — A most excellent work, combining cheapness with neatness of form, and a treasury of knowledge, useful, if not necessary to all. Even to those whose industry has been employed in studying more elaborate and lengthy treatises, it will serve to refreshen the memory, but too apt, in the most capacious minds, to betray its trust. Mothers and fathers would do well to place its weekly numbers within the reach of their children, instead of the useless and ridiculous trash, commonly called " tales for the young." NOTES. 179 Symbol speech. — " Shortly after the commencement of our intimacy, Herder told me, in confidence, that he was writing for the prize, proposed by the Academy of Berlin, for the best treatise on the origin of languages. It was not long before he shewed me his Manuscript written in a very neat hand. I had never reflected on the subject of which he treated. I was too deeply plunged in the study of languages to think of seeking their origin. The question also appeared to me in some degree idle. In fact, if God created man complete, he must have endowed him with language as well as other faculties. In the same manner, as man must soon have remarked that he was able to walk and to make use of his hands, to seize the objects within his reach, he must also have perceived that he could make use of his throat to sing, and modify his tones by the help of his palate and lips. In admitting the divine origin of man, it was necessary to admit the same origin of language ; and if man, considered as one of the parts of the great work of nature, was a natural being, language also was natural. My mind was as far from separating these two things, as the soul and body. Silberschlag, mingling a sort of material doctrine with these arguments, had ad- vocated the divine origin of language, that is to say, that, according to him, God had been the preceptor of the first man. Herder ascended still higher in his treatise. He showed how man, with the faculties he possessed, might and must have created a language for himself by his own efforts. I read this treatise with great pleasure and benefit. But I was neither learned, nor profound thinker enough, to make up my mind very readily." * * Gothe— Mem. This opinion of Gothe is adopted, and well developed by Ugo Foscolo in his " Discorso sulla Origine e suH'ufficio della Letteratura. Ediz. del Prof. G. Caleffi, vol. i. X 2 180 NOTES. Inborn sense of Right and Wrong. The first command given to the creature presupposes this : a command for- bidding or enjoining necessarily implies a sense or apprehension, that obedience would be right, disobedience wrong — in the subordinate. Now it would seem that dis- obedience, or wrong, could not be presented to the con- science of a being that could not possibly have any notion of it from experience — but, on the contrary, possessing every motive to obedience or right. I answer, unless it was inborn — coexistent with that of right. In effect, the finite creature could distinguish nothing but by a direct or indirect comparison. What notion could he have of length, but by comparing it with breadth or height ? No notion can occupy the mind positively simple — every notion is the re- sult of comparison. Let the experiment be made — this interesting phenomenon of the mind will be evidenced. Then, from his notion of right, man had the notion of wrong. May we not, therefore, conclude that a conflict was predes- tined ? that man was to have implanted in his breast the desire of happiness — that ample means were to be given to him — ample and adequate to ensure it — that, besides this preliminary happiness, a present good, was to be addition- ally rewarded with a future of increased beatitude ? Does not the definition of virtue hinge on this supposition ? Do the lower animals experience this conflict ? And still they perform actions which correspond wonderfully with those of man in seeming morality — but these are not the result of virtue, because not the result of a triumph in conflict — in them every deed results from a primitive and positive bent or instinct. This seems to be the destiny of man — a mighty conflict — ample means of victory. " The heart perpetually demands that its pleasures be increased, or its griefs bewailed ; it demands to be agitated and to agitate, because it feels that motion consists in life, and tranquillity NOTES. 181 in death ; and finds its only aid in speech, which it warms with desire, and adorns with hope, and compels others to tremble at its fears, and weep at its tears : all affections which, without this outlet, would burst forth in wild gesture and desperate groans. Meanwhile the imagination of man, restless and ever credulous to the blandishments of a felicity which he follows side by side, step by step to the grave — the imagination, attracting from the secrets of memory the phantoms of things, and reanimating them with the passions of the heart, embellishes whatever it has admired and loved ; represents lost pleasures which are sighed for ; offers to hope, to foresight, the goods and the evils that glimmer in the future ; multiplies at once both the semblances and the forms which nature models for the imitation of man ; and tries to see beyond the veil that envelopes the creature. As it were to compensate to the human race for the destinies by which it is condemned to remain a perpetual slave to the impostures of opinion, and to the key of power, imagination creates the divinity of the Beautiful, the True, the Just, and adores it — she creates the Graces, and caresses them — she eludes the laws of Death, and interrogates and interprets its frozen silence — she outstrips the wings of Time, and to the flying moment which is present, she unites the space of ages without number, and aspires to Eternity. She disdains the Earth, flies beyond the shores of the Ocean, beyond the fires of the Sun, builds a kingdom in the Heavens — there she establishes man, exclaiming: Thou shalt pass above the stars .' " * * Ugo Foscolo (Sul. Orig. dell. Letter). One of the most powerful writers and ablest critics of the Italian language. His " Dante Alighieri e il suo Seculo " is a masterpiece. We have to lament that he did not publish an edition of that Author. It must however be observed that Foscolo is a man of antiquity. 182 Nimrod, first man-hunter, crushing As he trod, the Earth. — p. 15. " And Cush begat Nimrod : he began to be a mighty one of the earth. He was a mighty hunter before the Lord : wherefore it is said, Even as Nimrod the mighty hunter, before the Lord. And the beginning of his Kingdom was Babel," Sec— Gen. x. 9, 10. He was the first who began to monopolize power on the earth, and gave occasion to the proverb, " Like Nimrod, the great hunter before the Lord." His hunting was not only of wild beasts, but also to subdue men, to reduce them under his dominion. Indeed the text above seems to apply the word " hunter " in the figurative sense only ; for " the beginning of his kingdom " is immediately men- tioned. It may further imply the utter recklessness of means employed by the first tyrant. Ezekiel (xxxii. 30. Vulg.) gives the name of hunters to all tyrants. The foundation of the empire of Nimrod was at Babylon ; and Escaping from the " impostures of opinion," he sought and imagined that he found in antiquity, " the semblances and the forms which nature models for the imitation of man." His sentiments are correct in general, but his hopes are ill-founded perpetually. This misfortune originates in the state of Society wherein he was placed. His pride of mind discarded all things, and found nothing instead. He has contributed another dirge to the misfortunes of genius — a life of tumult and the death of loneliness. The benevolent Hudson Gurney, who had in life cherished the unfortunate child of genius, gave him a resting-place, and a simple inscription in the cemetery of Chiswick. The writer of his life exclaims :— " Chi avrebbe mai potuto imaginare che colui che con versi degni del cedro pregava a tutti onorevoli mausolei, dovesse poi in un estraneo cantuccio della terra giacere senza uno condegno almeno del suo chiaro nome!— umana sorte ! ". . . NOTES. 183 very probably he was among the most eager undertakers of the tower of Babel. He built Babylon at or near that famous tower, and thence he extended his dominion over the neighbouring countries, " and Erech," &c. When Nimrod had established the beginning of his empire in Babylon, and in the land of Shinar, he advanced towards Assyria, where he built powerful cities, as so many for- tresses, to keep the people in subjection. Some have confounded Nimrod with Belus, founder of the Kingdom of Babylon, and with Ninus, founder of that of Nineveh : but these are much later than Nimrod. Pro- fane authors have embellished the history of Bacchus with several circumstances taken from that of Nimrod. The name Nebrodeus, or Nebrodus, given to Bacchus, is evi- dently derived from Nembrod or Nimrod, though the Greeks derive it from a goat-skin, with which they pretend Bacchus was clothed. The name of Bacchus may also be derived from Bar-chus, " son of Cush ;" because Nimrod was, indeed, the son of Cush. The Greeks gave to Bacchus the name of " hunter," just as Moses gives it to Nimrod. The expeditions of Bacchus into the Indies are formed on the wars of Nimrod in Babylonia and Assyria. To Nimrod is imputed the invention of idolatrous worship paid to men.* O'er the earth its branches spread, High, — as low in hell its root — " qua quantum vertice ad auras JEthereas, tantiim radice in Tartar a tendit." Virg. Georg. II. 291. * Calmet. 184 NOTES. By Man's lust, ambition fed, Gave him carnage for its fruit. — p. 16. " What are the eternal causes and ends of the universe, it is not permitted to us mortals to know nor investigate : but their effects are here exhibited, ever certain, ever con- tinuous ; and if at times we may lament them, we often find, in our experience, amends of consolation." We are now contemplating the effects of primitive disobedience — man, a rebel — earth, the field of the passions, in lawless career. Sad is the contemplation : but replete with in- terest. It tacitly develops truths the most striking, at least, even if we are not able to reconcile them with the wisdom and justice and bounty of the Creator — a proposition which is not to be admitted. " Man disturbs with fears the pleasures of the hour that is flying away, or despises them for the hopes which deceive him. — We are tired of life, and fear to lose it — we pant to perpetuate it in death — never-ceasing undulation of hopes and of fears, agitated more and more by the impulse of desire and the blandish- ments of imagination ! Such is the will of Nature, which has annexed inquietude to the very existence of man, who perpetually aspires to repose, precisely because he can never attain that state of rest. For, if the passions languish, the motion of the vital powers are retarded — if motion cease, life ceases ; and all our tranquillity is nothing but the prelude of the supreme and perpetual silence of the Grave. True, there may be, and are (alas ! too many) in the profligate, passions without reason: but reason, without the affections and the charms of fancy, would be an inac- tive faculty. All Philosophy will suggest sublime con- templations to the man that reflects — useful applications to him that is able to turn them to the good account of NOTES. 185 humanity : but it will be unintelligible, unjust to those who feel passions which should be curbed. Besides, as Nature has not equally distributed power to all, so she has not armed all with an equal vigour of reason,* and without such an inequality and blindness of judgment — what real good would induce men to make one common cause in the field of battle ? to imbrue each other with blood for the possession of the earth, most abundant for all — and what good more dear than peaceful liberty ? But, by immutable decrees, the generality of men can neither be at rest nor free. Insatiable in their desires, blind in their means, unequal in their faculties, ever in doubt respecting, and for the most part unfortunate in, events — they were compelled, in spite of themselves, to choose the lesser bereavement, renouncing the guidance of their passions to the mind of the wise, or the power of the strong. Hence the human race is divided into many slaves, who resign the command of their own powers the more absolutely, in proportion as they are less capacitated to turn them to their own advantage — and, a few masters, who, fomenting the passions of others with the fears and rewards of earthly justice, and with the promises and * Des Cartes lays down as an axiom — " that nature has en- dowed all men with an equal faculty of reason. (Dissert, de Meth.) Rousseau begins his Social Contract with this sentence : " Man is born free : " both errors most disastrous continually to philosophy and to govemment.^-Foscolo. The former is proved false by common experience and common sense — I apprehend that the latter, to be true, needs but this distinction, as man. Man, as man, is born free — but being destined for society, he must subserve, to be subserved in turn — this principle should be the basis of legislation — that is, it should endeavour to prevent crime, not by penalties, but by making virtue the object of reward. Agricola pursued this plan, and succeeded. 186 NOTES. threats of heaven — have the art and the power to make them promote the welfare of the public." * Arch-plague in Adrastcfs car, ArrrCd with stern Medusa's crest. — p. 16. The Furies of the ancients were three in number ; Tisiphone, Megara, and Alecto, to which some add Neme- sis ; more properly, however, the goddess of vengeance. Plutarch mentions only one, called Adrasta, daughter of Jupiter and Necessity. They were supposed to be the ministers of the vengeance of the gods, and therefore appeared stern and inexorable ; always employed in punishing the guilty upon earth, as well as in the infernal regions. They inflicted their vengeance on earth, by wars, pestilence, and dissensions, and by the secret stings of conscience ; and in hell, they punish the guilty by con- tinual flagellation and torments. Medusa was one of the Gorgons. They came into the world with snakes on their heads, instead of hair, with yellow wings and brazen hands. Their body was also covered with impenetrable scales, and their very looks had the power of killing, or turning into stones. Perseus, a celebrated hero, rendered his name immortal by the conquest of Medusa. He cut off her head, and placed it on the iEgis, or shield of Minerva, the goddess of Wis- dom, which he had used in his expedition. The head still retained the same petrifying power as before. If we judge from the symbols by which they were re- presented, it will seem that the ancients were not left without the hopes of reward and the fears of punishment. As far as these are concerned, the " inborn sense of right * Ugo Foscolo. NOTES. 187 and wrong" has been at all times, and in every nation, most fruitful in devising allurements to virtue and pre- ventives to vice. The Mythology, or Fable of the ancients, is a perfect illustration of the remarks in the preceding note. Indeed, much may be learnt from this Mythology. It has been accused of gross licentiousness ; but the grossness may be in the accusers. It contains the sum of ancient opinions respecting the formation of the earth, the constituents of things, their changes and des- tinies, and the social economy as it should be, in accord- ance with the then supposed constitution of heaven. It is never to be understood in the literal sense, although the keenest ingenuity will, in many points, fail to unravel the mystery. But we should not blame the ancients too severely for the figures or symbols they have used to express, perhaps a general providence, in the " propensities" of Jupiter, so universal in their objects, nor for the ad- juncts with which they are embellished or degraded, since those who have handed them down may have " added to the text." Meanwhile, however, it may be observed, that those who do not object to the language of Botany* cannot consistently discard that of Mythology. This topic suggests many reflections, but want of space compels me to dismiss them for the present. Front to front, and hand to hand, Lowering rush the /lends of war. MaXXov 8e oti%iq apQev, mei [3aGi\fjog aizovaav.. . . 'Qg cipapov KopvOeg re Kai aairidtg ouQaXoecrear Ao-irig ap' atnrid' ipside, Kopvg Kopvv, avepa d'avnp. II. xvi. 211. * The Song of Solomon might also be mentioned. 188 NOTES. Twv it (TTixtQ ua.ro ttvkvcu, Affirtffi Kal KopvQtoci (cat ey%€(Ti 7re0piicyiai. lb. vii. 61. When all is lost, or nought remains But life in hopeless slavery, — The victor's pity and his chains ! — p. 17. Nimrod, profiting by the veneration which his courage had produced, and the fear inspired by his power, was the first of mortals that exacted the obedience of men. He abused their credulity, to play the part of mediator be- tween God and his creatures : he was the first king. The scattered people sought refuge under the protection of that mighty man, who, terrified by the numerous popula- tion that surrounded him, employed so many idle retainers in the construction of the Tower of Babel. The fear of a second Deluge animated their zeal. This important epoch of primitive times gives us an idea of the first foundations of principalities. Mankind, for several ages separated, had already created different languages ; the confusion of these languages, still rude and uncultivated, produced a new separation. The tower of Nimrod was not finished : but that destroyer of liberty was to leave to the world traces not to be forgotten of his ambition and his daring. Babylon rose on the ruins of Babel. About the same time, Assur, son of Shem, gives laws and his name to the Assyrians. Ninus, or Ninveh, his son or nephew, founds Nineveh : whilst Menes or Misraim, son of Cham, em- banks the Nile, builds Memphis, and reigns over the Egyptians : Chus, another son of Cham, and father of Nimrod, is established in Ethiopia. The empire of China, which vies in antiquity with that of the Assyrians, begins at this time to date more positive annals. Yao, her first legislator, reigns : with him begins the dynasty of Yia* But all is obscure — nothing certain, but the loss of liberty in the many and tyranny in the few ! Revered the foe whose bosom burrCd With stubborn fire unconfined, fyc. — p. 17. " The fame of Caractacus had already crossed the seas ; and the natives of Italy were anxious to behold the man who had braved for nine years the power of Rome. As he passed through the imperial city, he expressed his sur- prise that men, who possessed such palaces at home, should deem it worth their while to fight for the wretched hovels of Britain. Claudius and the empress Agrippina were seated on two lofty tribunals, with the pretorian guards on each side, and the senate and the people in front, as witnesses of the spectacle. First were borne the arms and the ornaments of the British prince ; next followed his wife, daughter, and brothers, bewailing with tears their unhappy fate ; lastly came Caractacus himself, neither dispirited by his misfortunes, nor dismayed by this new and imposing scene. Claudius, to his honour, received him graciously, restored him to liberty, and if we may credit a plausible conjecture, invested him with princely authority over a portion of conquered Britain." — LingarcTs Hist, of England. And Pagan Athens would defend The Anathema of cruel Fate, $c. — p. 17. " The condition of Slaves, (among the ancients,) and their personal treatment were sufficiently humiliating and grievous ; and may well excite our pity and abhorrence. * Vanderb. and Veim. 190 NOTES. They were beaten, starved, tortured, and murdered at dis- cretion ; they were dead in a civil sense ; they had neither name nor tribe ; they were incapable of judicial process ; and they were, in short, without appeal." How well have the moderns succeeded in giving the same features to Sla- very in Christendom ! " To this cruel treatment, however, there were some exceptions. The Egyptian slave, though perhaps a greater drudge than any other, yet, if he had time to reach the temple of Hercules,* found a certain re- treat from the persecution of his master ; and he derived additional comfort from the reflection that his life could not be taken with impunity. But no place was so favour- able to slaves as Athens, when declining. Here they were allowed a greater liberty of speech ; they had their convivial meetings, their amours, their hours of relaxation, pleasantry, and mirth ; they were treated in such a manner as to warrant the observation of Demosthenes, in Ins second Philippic, ' that the condition of a slave at Athens was preferable to that of a free citizen in many other countries.' And here, if persecution exceeded the bounds of lenity, they had their temple, like the Egyptian, for re- fuge, where the legislature was so attentive, as to examine their complaints, and to order them, if these were founded in justice, to be sold to another master. Besides, they were allowed an opportunity of working for themselves ; and if their diligence had procured them a sum equivalent to their ransom, they could immediately, on paying it down, demand their freedom for ever. To this privilege Plautus alludes, in his 'Casina,' where he introduces a slave, speaking in the following manner : 11 Quid tu me vero libertate territas ? Quod si tu nolis, filiusque etiam tuus, "Vobis invitis, atque amborum i?igratiis, Una libellu liber possum fieri." * Herod. II. 143. NOTES. 191 " Thus we find, to the eternal honour of Egypt and Athens, that they were the only places, if we except the cities of the Jews, where slaves were considered with any humanity at all. The inhabitants of all other parts of the world seemed to vie with each other in the debasement and oppression of these unfortunate people." * Once more remembers home — and dies. — " et dulces moriens reminiscitur Argos." — jEneid x. 782. She was herself enslaved ! §c. — p. 18. The period wasnow come for the intervention of a foreign power, which was to reduce all under its wide-spreading dominion. The Romans were at this time the most powerful of all the contemporary nations. The people of JEtolia, attacked by the Macedonians, with a rash policy, besought the aid of the Romans, who, eager to add to their dominion this devoted country, cheerfully obeyed the summons, and speedily accomplished the reduction of Macedonia. Perseus, its last sovereign, was led captive to Rome, and graced the triumph of Paulus iEmilius, 167 b. c. From that period, the Romans were hastily ad- vancing to the dominion of all Greece ; a progress in which their art was more conspicuous than their virtue. They gained their end by fosteriDg dissensions between the States, which they directed to their own advantage ; cor- rupting their principal citizens, and using, in fine, every art of the most insidious policy. A pretext was only want- ing to unsheathe the sword ; and this was furnished by the Archaean States, who insulted the deputies of imperial Rome. This drew on them at once the thunder of the Roman arms. Metellus marched his legions into Greece, gave them battle, and entirely defeated them. Mummius , * Encycl. Londin- 192 NOTES. the consul, terminated the work, and made an easy con- quest of the whole of Greece, which from that period became a Roman province, under the name of Achaia, 146 b. c. Rome had acquired from her conquests a flood of wealth, and began now to manifest a taste for luxury and a spirit of refinement. In these points Greece was to her con- querors an instructor and a model : — " Graecia capta ferura victorem cepit, et artes Intulit agresti Latio." * Hence, even though vanquished, she was regarded with a species of respect, by her ruder masters.f Her birds are stolen — they unlearn Their notes ; or warble still to cheer » And humanize the Prowler stern That wept for Greece the Victor's tear! — p. 18. Since composing these verses I have met with the follow- ing passage in the " Voyage de Polyclete ; ou, Lettres Romaines " — a work evidently designed by its author, the Baron de Theis, to exhibit the manners and customs, &c. of the Romans, as the " Voyage du jeune Anacharsis," by Borthelemy, has portrayed those of the Greeks — nor with less success. " Aussitot que nous y fumes entres : * Jeune homme/ dit-il, voici votre logement : vous y trouverez tout ce qui peut vous etre necessaire ou agreable, et un esclave y sera toujours a vos ordres ; je le choisirai moi-meme, avec soin, parmi les nombreux serviteurs de cette maison ; et je ferai en sorte de placer pres de vous un sujet dont vous soyez content.' ' Qui etes-vous ?' demandai-je, e et quelle sorte * Horat Epist. II. 1, 156. f Tytler. NOTES. 193 de fonction remplissez-vous pres du Consul ? ' * Moi-meme, je suis esclave,' repondit-il ; * des services deja anciens, un attachement sincere, une Education superieure a ma for- tune, m'ont obtenu la confiance de mon patron. II m'a charge' de l'e'ducation d'un fils qu'il cherit, et qui annonce des vertus; je dirige la conduite de ce jeune homme, je surveille ses maitres, et je lui apprends ce que des Romains ne pourraient lui montrer. Le Consul veut que je partage mes soins entre vous et le jeune Lucius : je serai votre interprete, jusqu'a ce que vous connaissiez la langue de Rome; je vous accompagnerai en tout lieu; je vous expliquerai ce que vous desirerez connaitre ; heureux si, pour prix de mon zele, vous daignez quelque- fois vous souvenir que nous avons une meme patrie/ " Je fus touche' de ces soins ge'ne'reux ; je le fus davan- tage quand je connus celui qui en dtait charge. Ne dans une condition honnete, jetd dans l'esclavage par le droit de la guerre, il avait adouci son sort en communiquant a ses maitres 1' instruction qu'il avait acquise pour lui- meme " Que de bonte, que de grandeur ! Eh quoi ! les memes hommes pourraient-ils etre a la fois injustes et magna- nimes ? Serraient-ils en meme terns d'une avarice insa- tiable, et d'une ge'ne'rosite * sans bornes ? Non : croyons * To the reflecting reader it must be often a source of wonder, whilst he meditates the histories of nations, how man resembles man in every clime. Frequently we have but to change the names of the actors, (whether ancient or modern), and the tra- gedy remains the same — the catastrophe unchanged. So, re- latively to the point in question, the condition of the slave in Rome was exactly what it was in the West Indies, and is in America ; and the master, or the Planter, in the three several instances are equally celebrated for "generosity" to all — except the slave ! This apparent contrariety of feature ceases, however, 194 NOTES. plutot que la nature, qui place les plantes salutaires aupres des plus dangereux poisons, s'est plu a faire naitre un modele de vertus parmi tant d'etres barbares. Cette idee est chere a mon cceur : elle me permet de me livrer a toute l'etendue de ma reconnaissance pour Cneius Octavius, et de hair sans reserve le reste des Romains ! " Ce matin, Syrus, cet esclave grec dont je vous ai deja parle, m'a conduit vers son jeune maitre : nous le trou- vames occupe a traduire un paragraphe d'Isocrate. A peine eut-il appris qui j'etais que, se levant avec vivacite, " O Polyclete,' me dit-il en langue grecque, ' que de graces j'ai a rendre aux Dieux qui ont amene pres de moi un habitant d'Athenes, de cette ville celebre qui a produit tant d'hommes illustres ! puisse l'amitie que je m'em- presse de vous offrir, suspendre en vous les regrets de vous voir eloigne de votre patrie ; et puisse-je m'instruire pres de vous de ces sciences que cherissent les Grecs ! ' Tou- che de cette demande, je serrai, avec emotion, cette aimable jeune homme entre mes bras : c Oui,' lui dis-je, je serai votre ami ; nous travaillerons ensemble, et je serai heureux de contribuer a vos succes, autant que ma propre instruction pourra me le permettre ! ' Alors il me pria de lui tracer quelques mots grecs, afin de lui montrer, disait- il, nos caracteres dans toute leur elegance. Pour lui com- plaire, j'ecrivis ces vers de Sophocle, sur ses tablettes qu'il me presentait : " Helas ! oii suis-je infortune, 011 vais-je ? en quel lieu to surprise, when we reflect ^that there is a generosity of the heart, and also a generosity of ostentation. To the exacting shrine of the latter we daily see hundreds of pounds offered without reluctance : but the former has taken refuge in those, and, perhaps in those only, who are but a little less wretched than the poor man with whom they share their bread. This topic is touched upon in the third Canto, p. 86. NOTES. 195 " irai-je perdre mes plaintes et trainer mes malheurs ? " O jours heureux ! qu'etes-vous devenus t ** * " Jugez de ma surprise, lorsque, saisissant le style avec promptitude, il traca sur-le-champ ce passage d'Eschyle, au-dessous de celui que j'avais cite : " Mars lui-meme donne a ceux qui echappent aux com- " bats, un asile respecte des Dieux. Tout notre coeur se " doit a Jupiter. Quoique sa lumiere e'clat en tous lieux, " j usque dans les tenebres,les e've'nemensde la vie n'en sont " pas moins impe'ne'trables pour nous ; mais, quelque ob- " scures que soient les voies de Jupiter, tout ce qu'il a " determine d'un signe s'accomplit." t " Charme d'une application aussi heureuse, * Apprenez- mo^, , lui dis-je, ' comment, dans un age aussi tendre, vous avez acquis assez de perfection dans une langue etrangere, pour en citer les meilleurs auteurs avec autant de justesse ? ' ' Vous voyez, mon maitre,' repondit-il, en me montrant Syrus ; e II sera le votre egalement ; il vous fera connaitre les Romains, comme il m'a fait connaitre les Grecs. Combien de fois ne m'a-t-il pas transport^ par la description de ees fetes brillantes, ou tant de nations assemblies se disputent le prix des beaux-arts ! Mon pere en fut le temoin, lorsque, dans ses premieres annees, il porta les armes contre la Grece. Malgre son amour pour sa patrie, il sentit la superiorite de la votre, et il voulut qu'un jour son fils ne fut pas etranger a ses nobles travaux. Peut-etre me sera-t-il permis plus tard d'aller m'instruire dans Athenes meme ; puisse-je y retrouver Polyclete, heureux au sein de sa famille, et puisse-t-il s'y ressauvenir, dans la prosperite, de ceux qui furent ses amis dans Finfortune.' " * Soph. (Edip. Act V. f JEschyl. Suppl. Act I. 02 196 NOTES. The final triumph of her King, Ere Grace emancipated all. — p. 19. The battle of Actium decided the fate of the common- wealth ; and Octavius, now named Augustus by the senate, and invested with the title of Imperator, was master of the Roman empire. He died at Nola, in Campania, in the seventy-sixth year of his age, and forty-fourth of his imperial reign, a. d. 14. At the time of his death the em- pire was bounded by the Atlantic Ocean on the West, the Rhine and Danube on the North, the Euphrates on the East, and the deserts of Arabia and Africa on the South ; and these boundaries he recommended in his testament to be considered as the natural limits of the empire. A considerable part of the lustre thrown on the reign of Augustus is owing to the splendid colouring bestowed on his character by the poets and other authors, who adorned his court and repaid his favours by their adulation. Assuredly other sovereigns of much higher merits have been less fortunate in obtaining the applause of posterity : Illacrymabiles Urgentur, ignotique longa Nocte, carent quia vate sacro." One great event distinguished the reign of Augustus — the birth of our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ, which, ac- cording to the best authorities, happened in the 754th year, a. u. c, and four years before the vulgar date of the Christian era.* * Tytler. NOTES. 197 Slavery among the Ancients. Before we proceed to the contemplation of that system of Slavery which has surpassed all others in enormity, I have thought it advisable, in order to give completeness to the work, to conclude the notes on the first Canto with a short account of Slavery among the ancients. In the preface I have touched on the improbability that anything like Slavery in the strict sense of the word was predicted against Ham or Cham. Inferiority in the sight of Heaven, (on account of crime,) or something analogous, that prediction may imply; but assuredly anything but Slavery fell to the lot of Ham's descendants. The family of Ham produced the first absolute tyrant — Nimrod ! The founder of the Egyptian dynasty was from the same stock; and Canaan, "the land flowing with milk and honey," fell to the lot of these primitive Slaves. As it were to give the lie to the narrow-minded interpretation, the very next chapter of the sacred book enumerates the growing kingdoms of the " cursed Canaan." Nay, it was their blessed brethren who were the first to be " led into captivity ! " The Egyptians, the Philistines, the Chal- deans, the Greeks, the Romans, successively shook the whip of scorpions over the descendants of Abraham ! That the stock of Canaan never enjoyed the c< liberty of the sons of God " in the most extended social and moral sense, may be, perhaps is true — but that it was blasted with Slavery in the same extended sense, I believe to be false and inconsistent with the justice of God. I. The Hebrews had slaves. The sources which sup- plied the people of God with slaves have been enumerated in the preface. Their condition may be inferred from the sacred text : " If thou buy a Hebrew servant, six years he 198 NOTES. shall serve, and in the seventh, he shall go out free for nothing." (Exod. xxi.) " He shall have at going out the same clothes (i. e. quantity and quality) he had at coming in, and his wife shall go out with him." The Hebrew ori- ginal means, " If he came in by himself (with his body) he shall go out by himself, if he were married, then his wife shall go out with him. If his master hath given him a wife, and she hath borne him sons or daughters ; the wife and the children shall be her master's, and he shall go out by himself (with his body). If the servant shall plainly say, I love my master, my wife, and my children, I will not go out free ; then his master shall bring him unto the judges (Heb. Gods ;) he shall also bring him to the door, or unto the door-post, (of his master's house,) and his master shall bore his ear through with an awl, and he shall serve him for ever." {Deut. xv. 17.) According to the com- mentators, till the year of jubilee ; for then all slaves, with- out exception, recovered their liberty. The Rabbins add, that slaves were set free also at the death of their masters, and did not descend to their heirs. " If a man sell his daughter to be a maid-servant (or a slave) she shall not go out as the men-servants do," &c. (Exod. xxi.) The laws just mentioned do not concern her. There is another kind of jurisprudence for Hebrew girls, than for men or boys. A father could not sell his daughter for a slave, according to the Rabbins, till she was at the age of puberty, and unless he were reduced to the utmost indigence. Besides, when a master bought an Israelite girl, it was always with the presumption that he, or his son, would take her to wife. Hence Moses adds, " If she please not her master," and he does not think fit to marry her, he shall set her at liberty ; or according to the Hebrew, " He shall let her be redeemed." To sell her into a strange nation he shall have no power, seeing he hath dealt deceitfully NOTES. 199 with her" as to the engagement, implied at least, to take her to wife. " If he hath betrothed her unto his son, he shall deal with her after the manner of daughters ." (Exod. xxi.) He shall take care that his son uses her as his wife, that he does not despise or maltreat her. If he make his son marry another wife, he shall give her her dowry, her clothes, and compensation for her virginity; or, according to the Hebrew, " If he make his son marry another wife, he shall not diminish the clothes, the maintenance, or the habitation of the former ; " intending, it is thought, that the master who bought her, and made his son marry her, if his son marries a second wife, he shall take care that he treats this first woman as his wife ; that he allow her food and raiment, and perform the duties of marriage to her, as to his true wife ; if he do not, " then shall she go out free without money." If the father of a family who had bought an Israelite maid, did not marry her, nor make his son marry her ; or, if he would dismiss her after he had kept her for some time, he was bound to find her a husband, or to sell her to another Hebrew master, on the same conditions that he had taken her himself; giving her a portion, her clothes, and the price of her virginity, agreeably to custom : or, as regulated by the judges.* Such were the restrictions on the tyranny of masters among the Hebrews — restrictions so ample, that we cannot but conclude that all their privileges were successfully nullified. In these privileges the Hebrews followed the rules common to other nations — but we have every reason to believe that no masters were ever as humane as those of the people of God. Let those, then, who justify slavery by scriptural authority, contemplate the model. Let the hypocritical Americans who do this wickedness, give their * Calmet. 200 NOTE9 slaves the Slavery-code of Moses — we shall be content with that for the present — more we shall have when the day arrives that God has appointed. II. The connection between victory and servitude, which prevailed among the nations of antiquity, has uni- formly existed in one country or another. Accordingly, the first class of involuntary slaves included those who were " prisoners of war." The practice of reducing pri- soners of war to the condition of slaves, subsisted both among the eastern nations, and the people of the West, as the very name * announces. The Helots became the slaves of the Spartans merely from the right of conquest ; and prisoners of war were reduced to the same condition by the other inhabitants of Greece. The Romans, also, were actuated by the same principle; and all those nations which contributed to overturn the empire adopted a si- milar custom; so that it was a general maxim in their polity, that those who fell into their power as prisoners of war, should immediately be reduced to the condition of slaves. The slaves of the Greeks were generally, or very com- monly barbarians, and imported from foreign countries. By the civil law, the power of making slaves is esteemed a right of nations, and follows, jure gentium, as a natural consequence of captivity in war. — Just. i. 5, 6. This is the first origin of the right of Slavery, assigned by Justinian. {Just. i. 3, 4.) Whence slaves are called mancipia, quasi manu capti. The Lacedaemonians, say some, or as others say, the Assyrians, first introduced the practice, which the Romans not only approved of, but they even invented new manners of making slaves : for instance, a man born free among * See note in the Preface. X0TES. 201 them might sell his freedom, and become a slave. This voluntary Slavery was first introduced by a decree of the senate in the time of the emperor Claudius, and at length was abrogated by Leo. The Romans had power of life and death over their slaves, which no other nation had, except, perhaps, the Jews ;* but this severity was afterwards moderated by the laws of the emperors ; and by one of Adrian it was made capital to kill a slave without cause. The slaves were esteemed the proper goods of their masters, and all they got belonged to them : but if the master were too cruel in his domestic connection, he was obliged to sell his slave at a moderate price. The custom of exposing old, useless, or sick slaves in an island of the Tiber, there to starve, seems to have been pretty common in Rome. But who- ever recovered after having been exposed, had his liberty given him by an edict of the emperor Claudius, in which it was likewise forbidden to kill any slave merely for old age or sickness — a prohibition which evidently supposes the prevalence of the crime. Nevertheless, it was the professed maxim of the elder Cato, to sell his superannu- ated slaves for any price, rather than maintain what he deemed a useless burthen. The ergastula, or dungeons, where slaves in chains were forced to work, were very common all over Italy. Columella advises that they be always built underground ; and recommends it, as the duty of a careful overseer, to call over every day the names of these slaves, in order to know when any of them had deserted. Sicily was full of ergastula, and was cultivated by labourers in chains. Eunus and Athenio excited the servile war, by breaking up these monstrous prisons, and giving liberty to 60,000 slaves. * Calmet. 202 NOTES. The Romans prided themselves on the number of their slaves — some possessed upwards of a thousand. They were distinguished into three classes : 1st. Captives in war, who were sold by auction, after having been arranged under a pike sunk in the ground, as an emblem of the rights of war; — 2nd. Those who were bought from mer- chants. They were made to walk in the public places, with a crown of flowers on their heads, to give notice that their qualities, expressed on a scroll, were guaranteed. Others had no crown, but only a hat, because the seller did not answer for the talents which they arrogated ; — 3rd. The last class comprised those who were born in the house of their master. The condition of the last was somewhat softened; a long habit of servitude destroyed, as far as possible, in them, the impression of Slavery. They were more nearly allied to their patron, and were, in some respects, a part of his family. The Roman slaves were sometimes made free : but they were not even then assimilated to the true Romans. Although they enjoyed the most important rights, public opinion lowered them much beneath the lowest of the citizens. They could not aspire to the most unimportant functions in the state ; they were not admitted into the legions ; even their children were excluded, and they could serve only in the navy. They were enrolled in the lowest tribes, and there only could they give their votes in the assemblies of the people. Every provision made for them, was calculated to remind them of their former degradation. Even their liberty was precarious ; the freedman was ever bound to show his respect towards his old master — he was compelled to strip himself of his possessions in order to relieve him, if his master fell into poverty ! If he failed to perform these duties, he was driven into bondage again, or sent to work in the mines. Infine, he could, in NOTES. 203 no instance, marry the daughter of a Roman by birth ! This exception was alone sufficient to exclude him from the ancient citizens. Now, let us remember that these men were white — at all events of the same family of mankind as the Romans were — say the Caucasian ; and still, because enslaved according to the rights of war or by other means — we find them exactly in the condition of the Ethiopic or Black family of man, in the "West Indies and the United States of America. How then will those profound divers into mysteries recon- cile these facts, when they tell us that there is a prejudice implanted in the breast of different families of the human race against each other, and based on the complexion, and that it is this complexion which is the motive of " preju- dice against colour ? " These facts need no argumenta- tion — they speak for themselves. I will put a case. Supposing one of those slaves had in different circumstances settled in Rome, and obtained the rights of a citizen — would he have been looked upon with the same contempt ? Decidedly not — History proves the contrary — one of the early speeches * of Cicero was for the very purpose of gain- ing those privileges for a citizen of Greece, whence slaves had been procured according to the rights of war. We read of no " prejudice of colour " against the tawny Afri- cans, amongst the Romans. As amongst the moderns the colour of their gold was the chief tariff of respect when a foreigner visited Rome in her latter days. Now I will put another case. Supposing an African, or a white man allied in the ten thousandth degree to the African, and known to be so, were to arrive in America — rich as a Croesus — would he be received into the society of the whites even of the lowest class, with respect ? Here is the answer — " These * Pro Archid. 204 XOTES. persons, (blacks and coloured,) though many of them are possessed of the rights of citizenship, are not admitted into the churches which are visited by the whites. There exists a penal law, deeply written in the minds of the whole white population, which subjects their coloured fellow-citizens to unconditional contumely and never- ceasing insult. No respectability, however unquestionable ; no property, however large ; no character, however un- blemished, will gain a man, whose body is (in American estimation) cursed with even a twentieth portion of the blood of his African ancestry, admission into society ! ! ! ! They are considered as mere Pariahs, as outcasts and vagrants upon the face of the earth ! I make no reflections upon these things, but leave the facts for your considera- tion." I have copied these words verbatim from Fearson's Journey through the American States, in 1817 — sub- sequent notes will evidence that twenty years have not modified this " prejudice against colour " in the slightest degree. To what is it owing ? Not surely to any inborn abhorrence of the complexion of man against man ; for if so, the feeling would be common to all nations, which is not the case, for instance, in Englishmen. We have proved that a like prejudice existed in the Romans against their white slaves, and the cause was in Slavery itself. They were despised because they were slaves, or had been slaves. This is the fulcrum of prejudice in America. Abolish Slavery, and there will be no caste. Already we see these effects in the West Indies. Thirty years hence there will be no " prejudice against colour " in the West Indies. A few other remarks bearing on this subject will be found further on, when discussing the extermination of the Indian tribes of America by the Whiteman. I trust that sufficient has been said to give the reader an idea of Slavery among the ancients. It may be further NOTES. 205 remarked that piracy was also a means of obtaining slaves in early times as among the moderns. Egypt is repre- sented in the book of Genesis, as a market of slaves, and in Exod. ch. i. as famous for the severity of its servitude. Homer also, (Odyss. xvii.) points out Egypt as a market for the human species, and by the epithet of "bitter Egypt," alludes in the strongest manner to that severity and rigour, of which the sacred histories transmitted to us the first account. Many of the iEgean islands and the continent of Greece furnished pirates in this nefarious trade. Tyre and Sidon, as we learn from the book of Joel, (iii.3, 4,6,) were notorious for the prosecution of this trade. This custom appears also to have existed among other States : it travelled all over Asia ; it spread through the Grecian and Roman world ; it was in use among the barbarous nations, which overturned the Roman empire ; and was therefore practised, at the same period, through- out the whole of Europe. However, as the northern nations were settled in their conquests, the Slavery and commerce of the human species began to decline, and on their full establishment they were abolished. Some writers have ascribed their decline and abolition to the prevalence of the feudal system ; whilst others, much more numerous, and with less strength of argument, have main- tained that they were the natural effects of Christianity. The advocates of the former opinion allege, that " the multitude of little States which sprung up from one great one at this era, occasioned infinite bickerings and matter for contention. There was not a state or seigniory which did not want all the hands they could muster, either to defend their own right, or to dispute that of their neigh- bours. Thus every man was taken into the service: those whom they armed, they were obliged to trust ; and there could be no trust but in free men. Thus the barrier 206 NOTES. between the two natures was thrown down, and Slavery was no more heard of in the West." The latter opinion I have adopted in the Poem — true or false, it is indeed sweet to owe " the liberty of the children of God " to the Cross.* NOTES TO CANTO II. Silence is the best chronicle of the four hundred years that elapsed from the final triumph of the Roman arms. Rome had laid the basis of tyranny — it was a gestation whence the Earth was to be convulsed, and inundated with afflictions of every kind. A few lines will suffice to fill the blank of time between the events which have been des- cribed and those which are to follow in the page of Slavery. The new empire which Constantine had founded, rapidly changed the face of the earth. Men were living in Slavery : in the name of a poor and humble God, equality and a future state of bliss was preached to them — Christianity was embraced by all. But when shall human nature be at rest ? A lamentable fact is our only consolation ! Three several attacks have been made on the Christian church. The first was the Sword of Persecution — the second, laxity of discipline and morals — a third has been suggested, heresy, a term for which so many definitions may be given, * The preceding account of Slavery has been condensed from the Eneycl. Lond. ; Le Voy. de Polyc. ; and Calmet, Diet. NOTES. 207 that we may doubt, at the present day, whether it be possible for heresy to exist at all ! Still the history of this " plague " ascends high in antiquity. Ebionites, Gnostics, Arians, and a host of other dissenters, were of early growth. The South of Europe took fire at their bidding, — and men began to persuade themselves that it was lawful to kill each other for the sake of subtile dialectics ! Sacerdotal interests soon mingled with those of Religion. Councils (there must be wisdom in a multitude) completed a reli- gious system; a hierarchy was established — the people enslaved — and the dignitaries of the Church progressively laid the foundations of a theocratic power, which sub- sequently undertook to rule the universe. The political condition of Rome divided into two empires, the Eastern under Valens, the Western under Valentin ian, contributed wonderfully well to the progress of ecclesiastical in- fluence. Jerome, in his retreat at Bethlehem, had been satisfac- torily triumphant over his Roman passions ; and had scarcely finished his pure and harmless meditations, when Innocent the First was wielding the sacerdotal power, like a tyrant, and had excommunicated, that is, rejected from the bosom of the church, the son of an Emperor, and an Emperor himself, Arcadius, the son of Theodosius. A new feature is given to war —the name of the Eternal and the Good becomes the signal of slaughter. But Vengeance has been brooding in the North — Goths, Vandals, Huns, a barbaric inundation gathered together, fell and broke on the capitol, the common enemy of man- kind, like the thundercloud of Heaven. It broke ; but in shattering, it was itself shattered — it fulfilled a mission — but the name of Attila is remembered, strong in its pride — the Scourge of God ! 208 NOTES. Rome, Peter's chair in pastoral domain, Realms to her arms denied, her keys retain. — p. 21. Sedes Roma Petri, quce pastoralis honoris, Quicquid non possidet armis nunc Religione Tenet. — I am unable to state whose verses these are — having seen them in a controversial work, in early life. I think they were attributed to St. Prosper. Since composing the Poem, I have found in a writer before quoted, viz. Ugo Foscolo, the following passage, which, I doubt not, will be found in unison with the meditation that precedes the dis- covery of America. He is illustrating the epoch of the Divina Comedia, the divine comedy of Dante. Whatever interpretation we give to that title, its application is just and certain to the age of " Hell," " Purgatory," and " Heaven." " In their profound ignorance and misery, men, at that period, had but one consolation — religious faith. Menials pinned down to the soil, slaves, they scarcely dared to raise their heads: the feudal lords recognised but one true master and sovereign, God ; and the terror inspired by the bolts of -Heaven was the only counterpoise to their tyranny. Forcereigned in itsrevoltingnakedness — power constituted right. Shadows of monarchs sat upon perilous and totter- ing thrones; and in every direction, trampled upon by their great vassals, they obeyed instead of commanding. Meanwhile this social organization, which was fundamen- tally but an armed aristocracy, recognised another sove- reignty, that of Religion. The Clergy, who were the depo- sitaries of the canonical laws, soon felt that they were the masters ; and that these kings, these vassals, these knights, these subjects, these slaves who trembled at the NOTES. 209 name of Christ 1 and his celestial Mother, constituted but one Christian people, whose movements the ministers of the Most High could direct as they pleased." The Moor Is driven from Alhambra? s hall, fyc. — p. 22. In the midst of disorder internally, and ceaselessly agitated from without by the ever-growing pretensions of the Spaniards, the Moors lost town after town in Spain ; and at length Grenada, their last stronghold, fell beneath the superior arms or fortune of Ferdinand and Isabella, whose union in marriage had consolidated the different kingdoms of the Peninsula. They were expelled from the country which they had adorned and ennobled for ages, and driven back to the cradle of their race, to transmit down to the latest posterity the rancour of long-remembered defeat, and the panting thirst for vengeance indiscriminately wreaked on all that bear the name of Christian. The misfortunes of kings yield salutary instruction to all but those who wield the sceptre after them. Boabdil surrendered by capitulation the Albayzin and the Alham- bra, and delivered up to Ferdinand the keys of Grenada, a. d. 1492. Pity had presided over the fate of the fallen monarch — a few miles of territory were conceded by the generous Spaniards to the proud Moor of Grenada and its dependencies. Accompanied by his family and a small band of his followers, he departed for his mock-kingdom. He reached Mount Palud, whence Grenada was seen stretch- ing in the distance beneath the Christian's triumphant banner. He suddenly stopped — the tears bathed his coun- tenance. " My son," said to him his mother Aixa, " you have reason to lament like a woman the loss of a throne which you have not been able to defend like a man." 210 NOTES. Boabdil found it impossible to live as a vassal in a country where he had reigned as a king : he soon took refuge in Africa, where he died, fighting on the field of battle.* -Free — The Russ, she licks her cubs. — p. 22. Mankind cannot be reminded too often of the Muscovite, his existence, his meditations. But who can hear that execrable name without heaving a sigh for the fate of Poland ? A Borgia dims the Papal throne ! — p. 22. History relates with horror the crimes of Pope Alexan- der VI., and his illegitimate son Caesar Borgia, their murders, robberies, profanations, incests. They compassed their ends in attaining every object of their ambition, but with the universal abhorrence of mankind; and finally met with an ample retribution for their crimes. The pope died by poison, prepared, as was alleged, by himself for an enemy; and Borgia, stripped of all his possessions by Pope Julius II., and sent prisoner to Spain by Gonsalvo de Cordova, perished in miserable obscurity. + It will be evident from a subsequent note, that the name of this pope was forced upon me in the contemplation which preludes the discovery of America. However, as individuals do well to remember from time to time, what causes have produced disease in the system — so must bodies of men, likewise, bring to mind the past, and provide against the future. Even Borgia, then, may have been of service to the world. The crimes of the oppressor as ef- * See Florian, Precis. Hist. f Tytler. NOTES. 211 factually contribute to freedom, as the virtues of the op- pressed. Meanwhile, I trust that the remarks which are to follow in these notes, concerning some of the greatest topics that fix the attention of man, will be received with forbearance, and judged with candour. I may be wrong in the view which I have taken of things — but I am sincere in my convictions. What benefit to the individual — what benefit to mankind — what glory to God? these are the three questions that have directed my pursuits ; and the " Voice in Raman " gives throughout the sum of my con- clusions. I respect the opinions of all — I hear them patiently — may I not hope to experience the same modera- tion from others ? In the Poet, thought and feeling must ever be intimately allied — the heart and the mind must be in harmony, or rather in unison — they must be one in action. Their vibrations are produced in accordance with the will of Heaven if the poet be truly a prophet ; and then the poet will be first to derive benefit from the strains which he is called upon to sing — for is not God their source beginning, and their object ending ? But in a nightmare dreamy fyc. — p. 22. We are now contemplating the age immediately preced- ing that of Luther. It is not difficult to discover, in every direction, the beginning of an insatiable spirit in the heart of Catholicity, variously modified, but acting ever reckless of means, and tending wildly to its end — it was Science — it was Avarice — it was Ambition. Already was the mind of man awaking from its centenary slumbers, — and human nature, shaking off the ignominious bonds which her own supineness had thrown round about her, was preparing " like a giant to run her course." It was at the very foot of the papal throne that the mine p 2 212 NOTES. was sprung. Italy pioneered the way to the human mind escaping from its fastness. Dante, Petrarch, Boccaccio, and Poggio construct a language for Italy : Leonardo da Vinci, Titian, Ghirlandajo the master of Mich aelAngelo, produce models of painting for the world. Popes and kings unite to patronize the arts, sciences, and literature, as far as their influence extends; and navigation, emboldened by the mysterious magnet, is eager to spread over the whole world the light of genius. Everywhere the ancients were con- sulted ; their works were read with ardour, and laboriously enriched by commentaries ; and whilst men appreciated their merits, they learnt to think for themselves. Learning and the Arts fixed the attention of Europe. The art of Printing was invented — Gunpowder was discovered; these two agents changed the face of the world. Countries, hitherto unknown, were explored by the Portuguese ; and, at the solicitation of the adventurous Henry their king, the Pope of Rome, Eugene IV. in the plenitude of his apos- tolic power, granted them an exclusive right to all the countries they should discover, from Cape Non to the continent of India ! * Then sped the mighty traveller, By opposition fired — p. 24. Columbus's offers were declined successively by Charles VII., Henry VII. (of England), Emmanuel of Portugal, and also by Ferdinand of Spain. But he subsequently found a friend in Isabella the consort of the last, who was forced to dispose of her jewelry to meet the expenses of an expedition, destined to cover her country with gold. It is said that the avaricious Henry VII. had already des- * See Rohert. B. I. NOTES. 213 patched messengers, acceding to the proposition, when the pleasure of the Spanish sovereign was made known to Columbus. Imagination may here expatiate on the pro- bable consequences of South America, instead of the Northern portion of the continent, having fallen to the lot of England. But we have no time to dwell on conjectures when the most appalling facts are crowding to the mind and the heart. His rudder lost, fyc. — p. 24. See Robert. Hist, of Ame- rica, B. II. for a full account of the voyage. To find Cathay, or veer to the land! fyc. — p. 26. A friend has sent me the following quotation from " Rogers' Voyage of Columbus," which possibly may be supposed to have originated the description in the text. But I beg distinctly to state that I never read that work. Besides, it is morally impossible for two writers treating the same subject, not to have some points of resemblance, particularly when a fact of historical record is concerned. Further, without insinuating any disparagement, I may be permitted to observe that my pursuits in poetry have been exclusively directed to the ancients. The first poetry I ever read was in a Roman classic, and my first experi- ment of the moderns did not induce me to change the pre- dilection, which has still the same bias. Among the ancients I include Milton and Pope, for reasons which must be evident. To these two poets I confess my grati- tude. The passage in question is as follows : " { Grant but three days* — he spoke not uninspired. And each in silence to his watch retired." 214 NOTES. Again, — " Chosen of men ! "'twas thine at noon of nighty First from the prow to hail the glimmering light ; (Emblem of Truth divine, whose secret rag Enters the soul, and makes the darkness day ! ) Pedro ! Rodullo ! there methought it shone ! There in the west ! and now alas, 't is gone — y Twas all a dream ! we gaze, and gaze in vain ! But mark and speak not — there it comes again ! It moves! what form unseen, what being there, With torch-like lustre fires the murky air 1 His instincts, passions — say, how like our own ? Oh ! when will day reveal a world unknown ! " I have copied the above from a letter, and have not the poem in my possession — but, should there seem to be any resemblance in this or any other passage of the preceding description to passages in the said poem, I hope that the reader will exonerate me from the accusation of plagiarism or imitation. Mere sight the claim that chains, Qc. — p. 27. " But formidable and well provided as this fleet was, Ferdinand and Isabella did not rest their title to the posses- sion of the newly-discovered countries upon its operations alone. The example of the Portuguese, as well as the superstition of the age, made it necessary to obtain from the Roman pontiff, Alexander VI., a grant of those territo- ries which they wished to occupy." * Her vassals rise — p. 28. The separation of the colonies from Spain is too well known to require a detail in this place : suffice it to say * See Robertson. B. II. NOTES. 215 that she has not at present an inch of ground on the con- tinent of America, North or South. Why have Christians murdered millions ? — p. 30. See Robert. (B. II.) for an account of the general con- duct of the Spaniards to the Indians and the systematic cruelties they practised against them. Frank'd by Faith's overflowing merits. — p. 30. 61 The only obstruction the Spaniards met with was from Hatuey, a cazique, who had fled from Hispaniola, and had taken possession of the eastern extremity of Cuba. He had stood upon the defensive at their first landing, and endeavoured to drive them back to their ships. His feeble troops, however, were broken and dispersed ; and he him- self being taken prisoner, Velasquez, according to the barbarous maxim of the Spaniards, considered him as a slave, who had taken arms against his master, and con- demned him to the flames. When Hatuey was fastened to the stake, a Franciscan friar labouring to convert him, promised him immediate admittance into the joys of heaven, if he would embrace the Christian faith. ( Are there any Spaniards,' says he, after some pause, l in that region of bliss which you describe ? ' — ' Yes,' replied the monk, ' but only such as are worthy and good.' — 'The best of them ' returned the indignant cazique, ' have neither worth nor goodness. I will not go to a place where I may meet with one of that accursed race.' " * Vain the voice, and vain the tear fyc. — p. 32. " In order that he might not seem altogether inattentive * Ibid, quoting Las Casas. 216 NOTES. to the rights of humanity, he published an edict, in which he endeavoured to provide for the mild treatment of the Indians," &c. " But the Dominicans, who, from their experience of what was passed, judged concerning the future, soon per- ceived the inefficacy of those provisions, and foretold, that, as long as it was the interest of individuals to treat the Indians with rigour, no public regulations could render their servitude mild or tolerable. They considered it as vain to waste their own time and strength in attempting to communicate the sublime truths of religion to men whose spirits were broken, and their faculties impaired by oppression. Some of them in despair, requested the per- mission of their superiors to remove to the continent, and to pursue the object of their mission among such of the natives as were not hitherto corrupted by the example of the Spaniards, or alienated by their cruelty from the Christian faith. Such as remained in Hispaniola continued to remonstrate with decent firmness against the servitude of the Indians."* Better far the BlackmarCs arm — Afrxc's stronger son's than theirs ! — p. 32. " The impossibility of carrying on any improvements in America, unless the Spanish planters could command the labour of the natives, was an insuperable objection to his (Las Casas) plan of treating them as free subjects. In order to provide some remedy for this, without which he found it was in vain to mention his scheme, Las Casas pro- posed to purchase a sufficient number of Negroes from the Portuguese settlements on the coast of Africa, and to transport them to America, in order that they might * Robert. Herrera, &c. NOTES. 217 be employed as slaves in working the mines, and cultivat- ing the ground. One of the first advantages which the Portuguese had derived from their discoveries in Africa, arose from the trade in slaves. Various circumstances concurred in reviving this odious commerce, which had been long abolished in Europe, and which is no less repugnant to the feelings of humanity, than to the prin- ciples of religion. As early as the year 1503, a few Negro slaves had been sent into the New World. In the year 1511, Ferdinand permitted the importation of them in greater numbers. They were found to be a more robust and hardy race than the natives of America." * Likest Satan fury-driven, S[c. — p. 33. " Into this wild abyss, the wary fiend Stood on the brink of hell, and look'd awhile Pondering his voyage" Milton. — B. II. 'Mid redoubled human woes. — p. 34. The persecution of the Moors in Spain is here implied as contemporary with the extermination of the Indians. Of the former, Florian thus speaks in the work before quoted : + " The successors of Ferdinand, Charles V., and particularly Philip II., inflicted fresh torments on the Moors : the edicts of Charles, renewed and rendered still more severe by Philip, entirely changed the manner of living of that unfortunate nation. They were compelled to adopt the dress and the language of Spain — their wo- men were forbid the use of the veil — they were denied the use of the baths — the dances of their country ; and it was ordained that all their children, from five to fifteen years * See Robert B. III. f Precis. Hist, to his " Gonzalve de Cordoue." 218 NOTES. of age, should be registered to be sent to the catholic schools, &c. The Inquisition was established at Grenada. Terror, desolation, torments were employed to convert them. Their children were torn from them to be brought up in the faith of a God who has ever denounced violence, who preached only peace. They were deprived of their possessions — they were accused on the slightest pretext." Now no longer on that shore, Where Loango meets the deep, fyc. — p. 37- I have thus begun the lament of affliction with a prelude of hope. Confidence in the power of this great nation, a power physical, moral, and intellectual, — and in God, the Disposer of events — raises the soul to hope even in the midst of despair. Loango is but a portion of the immense territory of Africa, which European cupidity has blasted with the curse of Noah. The slave-trade, at the time of its sub- sistence, may be said to have begun at the great river Senegal, and to extend to the farther limits of Angola, a distance of many thousand miles. On the rivers Senegal and Gambia, the Europeans proceeded in their ships till they came to a proper station, and then sent out their boats armed to different villages ; and on their approach to them, fired a musket, or beat a drum, to apprise the inhabitants that they were in want of slaves. The country people supplied them in part, and they also procured them from the canoes of the black traders from the interior.* This lamentable fact is adverted to in the third Canto,+ and will be considered in a note to the passage. The Moors who inhabit the left bank of the river Senegal, are notorious for depredations of this sort. They cross the river without any * Encycl. Lond. f Page 90. NOTES. 219 previous provocation, and make war upon those on the other side of it, and bring them in as prisoners, and sell them at Fort St. Louis for slaves. Mr. Kiernan has seen the remains of villages, which they had broken up in such expeditions. The number of slaves that have been annually trans- ported from the African coast has fluctuated according to circumstances. In the year 1768, 104,000 natives of Africa were taken from their own continent ; and it continued much the same for the next five years. During the Ame- rican war, it was diminished. In the year 1786, the num- bers may be stated at 100,000 ; and the ships that conveyed them to the colonies at 350. The trade, before the aboli- tion, was confined to the English, Dutch, Danes, Portu- guese and French. England, in 1786, employed 130 ships, and carried off about 42,000 slaves. These ships were fitted out from the ports of London, Bristol, and Liverpool ; the latter of which alone sent out 90 vessels." * Shall the execrated prore Evening watch in ambush keep, fyc. — p. 37. " In the daytime, when they approached a village, they lay under the bushes ; but at night flew up to it, and seized every one they could catch." The first villages at which they arrived were immediately surrounded and afterwards set on fire; and the wretched inhabitants seized as they were escaping from the flames. These, con- sisting of whole families, fathers, brothers, husbands, wives, and children, were instantly driven in chains to the merchants, and consigned to slavery ! Many other persons were kidnapped, in order to glut the avarice of their own countrymen, who lay in wait for them ; and they were after- * Encycl. Lond. 220 NOTES. wards sold to the European merchants : while the seamen of the different ships, by every possible artifice, enticed others on board, and transported them to the regions of servitude." * As when wolves in watchless field, fyc. — p. 39. " 'Qg 8e Xvkoi apvtooiv i-Kky^paov r\ tpiQoiaiv Stvrai U7r' bk /xjjXojv aXoevfiivoi, air* tv opiooiv UoifXEvog atypadiycri tfiEr/jayev." Iliad, xvi. 352. To the bark the captives borne, fyc. — p. 39. " When the slaves are conveyed to the sea-shore, they are carried in boats to the different ships whose captains have purchased them. The men are immediately confined two and two together, either by the neck, leg, or arm, with fetters of solid iron. They are then put into their apart- ments ; the men occupying the fore-part, the women, the after-part, and the boys the middle of the vessel. The tops of these apartments are grated for the admission of light and air, and they are stowed like any other lumber, occupying such room as has been allotted to them. Many of them, whilst the ships are waiting for their full loading, and whilst they are near their native shore, from which they are to be separated for ever, have manifested great appearance of depression and distress ; and in some cases have recurred, for relief, to suicide : others have been af- fected with delirium and madness; others, again, have been actuated by a spirit of revenge, and have resolved on * Encycl. Lond. I shall have occasion to quote this authority again ; and perhaps it is well to state that the account of the Slave-trade there given is drawn up from evidence given to the Parliament in the years 1791 and 1792. NOTES. 221 punishing their oppressors at the hazard of their own lives. In the daytime, if the weather be fine, they are brought upon deck for air. They are placed in a long row of two and two together, on each side of the ship ; a long chain is then passed through the shackles of each pair, by which means each row is at once secured to the deck. In this state they take their meals, which consist chiefly of horse- beans, rice, and yams, with a little palm-oil and pepper." Soon the human freight complete, fyc. — p. 39. • When the number of slaves is completed, the ships weigh anchor, and begin what is termed the Middle pass- age, to carry them to their respective colonies. The vessels in which they are transported are of different dimensions, from eleven to eight hundred tons, and they carry from 30 to 1500 slaves at a time. The height of the apartments is different according to the size of the vessel, but may be stated to be from six feet to less than three ; so that it is impossible to stand erect in most of the vessels that transport them, and in some scarcely to sit down in the same posture." Coffined in the Whiteman's ship — p. 40. " "When the vessel is full, their situation is truly pitiable. A grown-up person is allowed, in the best regulated ships, but sixteen English inches in width, two (English) feet eight inches in height, and five feet eleven inches in length. Surgeon Falconbridge declares, that he has known slaves go down apparently in health, and brought up dead in the morning ! He once opened one of them surgically, to dis- cover with certainty what was the cause of his death ; and found from the appearance of the thorax and the abdomen, that it was from suffocation. He says, that once on going 222 NOTES. below, he found that twenty of the slaves had fainted. He got them instantly hawled up on deck, but notwith- standing the quickness of his movements on this occasion, two or three of them died. And once, though he was only fifteen minutes in their room below, he became so ill him- self, that he could not get up again to the deck without help ; and he never was below many minutes together, but his shirt was as wet with perspiration as if it had been dipt in water. He says, also, that as the slaves, whether well or ill, always lie on the bare planks, the motion of the ship rubs the flesh from the prominent parts of their body, and leaves the bones almost bare. And when the slaves have the flux, which is frequently the case, the whole place be- comes covered with blood and mucus like a slaughter- house ; and as they are fettered and wedged close together, the utmost disorder arises from endeavours to get to three or four tubs, which are placed among them for necessary purposes; and this disorder is still further increased by the healthy being not unfrequently chained to the diseased, the dying, and the dead. Dr. Trotter, speaking on the same subject, gives us an equally melancholy account. When the scuttles, says he, in the ship's sides are obliged to be shut in bad weather, the gratings are not sufficient for airing the rooms. He never himself could breathe freely below, unless immediately under the hatch-way or opening of the hold. He has seen the slaves drawing their breath with all that laborious and anxious effort for life, which are observed in expiring animals subjected by experiment to foul air, or in the exhausted receiver of an air-pump. He has also seen them when the tarpaulings have been thrown over the gratings, attempting to heave them up, crying out, "We are dying." Most of them have been recovered by being brought on deck ; but some have perished, and this entirely by suffocation. NOTES. 223 During the time that elapses from the slaves being put on board on the African coast, to the time when the re- ceivers leave the colonies, after having disposed of their cargoes, about one-fifth, or nearer one-fourth of the num- ber put on board are destroyed. "* When the Whiteman forlorn, Qc. — p. 41. " I was regarded with astonishment and fear, and was obliged to sit all day without victuals in the shade of a tree ; and the night threatened to be very uncomfortable — for the wind rose, and there was great appearance of a heavy rain — and the wild beasts are so very numerous in the neigh- bourhood, that I should have been under the necessity of climbing up the tree, and resting amongst its branches. About sunset, however, as I was preparing to pass the night in this manner, and had turned my horse loose that he might graze at liberty, a woman, returning from the labours of the field, stopped to observe me, and perceiv- ing that I was weary and dejected, inquired into my situ- ation, which I briefly explained to her ; whereupon, with looks of great compassion, she took up my saddle and bridle, and told me to follow her. Having conducted me into her hut, she lighted up a lamp, spread a mat on the floor, and told me I might remain there for the night. Finding that I was very hungry, she said she would pro- cure me something to eat. She accordingly went out, and returned in a short time with a very fine fish, which, hav- ing caused to be half broiled upon some embers, she gave me for supper. The rites of hospitality being thus per- formed towards a stranger in distress, my worthy bene- factress (pointing to the mat, and telling me I might sleep there without apprehension) called to the female part of * Encycl. Lond. 224 NOTES. her family, who had stood gazing on me all the while in fixed astonishment, to resume their task of spinning cotton x in which they continued to employ themselves great part of the night. They lightened their labour by songs, one of which was composed extempore, for I was myself the sub- ject of it. It was sung by one of the young women, the rest joining in a sort of chorus. The air was sweet and plaintive, and the words, literally translated, were these: "The winds roared, and the rains fell. The poor whiteman, faint and weary, came and sat under our tree. He has no mother to bring him milk — no wife to grind his corn. Chorus. — Let us pity the whiteman — no mother has he," &c. &c. Trifling as this recital may appear to the reader, to a person in my situation the circumstance was affecting in the highest degree. I was oppressed by such unexpected kindness, and sleep fled from my eyes. In the morning I presented my compassionate landlady with two of the four brass buttons which remained on my waistcoat — the only recompense I could make her." * Plague and Famine's agony. — p. 42. From the description of the slave-ship before given, no one can reasonably doubt the probability of disease on board the vessel in the middle passage. In effect, when young and residing in the island of St. Bartholomew, I re- member seeing the sailors of a slave-ship, which, after having discharged her cargo in one of the French colonies, came to that island to refit. They were brought into the surgery of a medical friend of mine, who had to prescribe for them, I was struck with their wan and hideous ap- Mungo Park's Travels, Chap. XV. NOTES. 225 pearance. Some were suffering from cutaneous diseases, particularly the itch — others from complaints of the bowels, and many from fever. With regard to the description that follows, it may be observed, that it is in accordance with the notorious atrocity which it is meant to preface. Continued calms necessarily cause a deficiency of provisions of every kind on board ; and, although the case described is an extreme one, there cannot be a doubt, that calamities of that description may have happened to slave-ships, as well as to others serving a less criminal purpose. But it was besides absolutely necessary to suppose the fact in the present instance, having to describe the murder of the Negroes in the middle passage, an act of barbarity which is well attested. When provisions fail, and the ship has still a consider- able distance to run, some effectual means must be taken to diminish the number of consumers ; and of course, the Negroes are the victims. Having resolved upon the number to be sacrificed, a plank is fastened by one end to a rope, which is made to pass through a block at the ex- tremity of one of the lower yards ; and the other end rests upon the edge of the deck or gunnel of the ship. A sailor with a musket is stationed beside this scaffold. The Negroes are brought one by one from the hold, and com- pelled to walk on the plank, which, at the word of com- mand is suddenly dropped into the sea, and the unfortunate wretches upon it sink for ever. This species of murder is called " walking the plank." I have described it exactly as narrated to me ; and not many months ago, a friend to whom I read the passage in the poem, told me that he had lately heard the horrible fact from a Naval Officer, who had been engaged in capturing slave-ships. It is also described in a life of Wilberforce, which I have read, but cannot 226 xotes. refer to at present, having forgotten the name of the author. Gold gives beauty every grace, Gold can mantle in the face. — p. 46. " Scilicet uxorem cum dote, fidemque, et amicos, Et genus, etformam, regina Pecunia donat ; Ac bene nummatum decorat Suadela, Venusque." Horace, Sat. I. 6. Gold — the balm for every pain, fyc. — p. 45. The Slaver's song is intended to give the opinions of those, who, seeking to accumulate gold as an end, have been most reckless of the means which they have em- ployed. It is not the miser only who considers gold as an end. That infatuation is evinced in more " honourable men " — those who know that they have few other claims on the world's respect than that which their money pro- cures them — who, perhaps unfortunately placed in a pro- fession, which, by its very nature brings them in contact with all the villany of mankind, have reached the grand climacteric of worldly wisdom, which is, to suspect all — to trust none — to seek their own interest in all things — and to look upon the unfortunate as victims of their own imprudence, as strangers to whom they have no inclination to be introduced — and, whilst they keep aloof from such crimes as would compromise their " character," their " standing in society," riot in the good things of this world, and— but here they have all their reward — their deathbed turns over another page — but it is in a language which they have fotgotten or never learnt, and have no time to learn when the great secret is about to be revealed. They NOTES. 22> run whilst the fluid of life revels in their veins ; they endeavour to leave monuments of their career : but in the hey-day of hope, the supply of life is withheld — suddenly, like the exhausted gas-tube, they feel the want — they twinkle — they make a few useless struggles — pray to be replenished — and drop into the grave ! How fares the night ? — p. 48. I have availed myself of the common superstition of sailors to exhibit the tortures of conscience. The ancients, with their usual strength of conception, invented Furies : but men are virtually the same in every age — and it may be asserted that there is not a man guilty of any heinous crime, who is not perpetually reminded of his guilt — this is the fact, — what matters it how that fact is repre- sented or figured ? Providence is justified. This is the simple view of the question. But there are evidences on record, and in the traditions* of men, which should compel the philosopher, as on many other points of human un- certainty, to suspend the judgment of unbelief. We have made rapid progress in the investigation of nature, but the supernatural will ever elude research. Agreeably to our finite notions, we have circumscribed the regions of hea- venly bliss to an imaginable locality, whilst it is evident that heaven is where God is, and God is everywhere ! No imagination then is equal to the conception of Heaven, since it must be infinite ; if infinite, those that enjoy heaven, must enjoy infinitude. How this is effected, God only knows ; for it is not necessary that those even who enjoy it, should be made acquainted with the eternal cause. If, then, spirits are everywhere, why may they not * Particularly among sailors, from whom I have heard many a marvellous narrative of the midnight-hour. Q 2 228 NOTES. have their agencies to perform everywhere ? why may not bad men have their flagellating angels, as well as good men their consolers and approvers ? — This view of the question seems to be presented by the doctrine of Providence, which is essentially remunerative and castigatory in its universal application. Round the ship the waters rot, fyc. — p. 50. " Upon which, all the sea became so replenished with various sorts of jellies and forms of serpents, adders, and snakes, as seemed wonderful; some green, some black, some yellow, some white, some of divers colours, and many of them had life ; and some there were a yard and a half, and two yards long ; which, had I not seen, I could hardly have believed. And hereof were witnesses all the com- panies of the ships which were then present ; so that a man could hardly draw a bucket of water clear of some corruption." * After having been becalmed for a week or ten days on the Atlantic, I have more than once perceived an odour rising in the evening, like that on the sea-shore, after the mosses are dried up by the sun. Upon remarking this to the mate of the ship, he told me that one of the ships of the Navy was becalmed for three weeks or a month in the warm latitudes ; and that the water round her entirely corrupted, so as to be utterly unfit for use in washing the decks, &c. These calms usually prevail just before the commence- ment of the Trade-wind, and which often begins with a sharp squall as described in the subsequent verses to the one in consideration. In general, however, white fleecy clouds are seen for several days rising in the East — then a sail or * Hawkins. two in the distant horizon — the sea in the same quarter becomes dimly blue — more sails appear — they are coming up to us, whilst we are motionless in calm — their hulls are visible — a shower of rain descends, and as it were from its bosom, the Trade-wind is born again with redoubled strength and gladness. The text describes a squall which I experienced on the coast of America some years ago. " Helm down ! Stand by the mast ! " was the cry of the skipper, and I shall never forget the scene that struck my eyes on rushing to the cabin-door. " Bring up the hatchet ! " was next heard, whilst obedient to the helm, the brig shot to windward, diving, as it were, into the destroyer. The vessel was entirely enveloped in spray as the waves dashed past, aw- fully roaring. Every sheet was let loose, and the sails shivered in the wind. " Steady ! " whispered the captain, " Steady ! Sir," returned the helmsman, and the ship was driven backwards by the gale with fearful rapidity. All was breathless expectation — when turning we beheld the squall, like a destroying angel careering astern. " Safe ! " exclaimed the captain — " Thanks be to God ! I thought it was all over with us ! " The whole scene passed in about four minutes ! There was a small schooner in sight before the squall : but we never saw her after. But now as swan with bosom sleek, Qc. — p. 51. There is no object in nature to which a ship in full-sail can be so appropriately compared as the swan. The swan is a mythological bird. Many ancient heroes have been changed into a swan. Among the rest we find Ct/cnus, a son of Sthemelus, King of Liguria, whose capital was Genua, now Genoa, from all times a great sea-port. Cycnus was so affected at the death of his friend and relation, 230 NOTES. Phaeton, that he gave way to the most dismal lamentations ; and, in the midst of these, he was changed into a swan ; — " Carmina jam moriens canit exequialia Cycnus — " says Ovid. I therefore venture the supposition, that the story refers to the hero, who, like the swan, was fond of the Ocean, where he had appeared most beautiful in his ships, like the swan ; and his dying accents " most musical, most melancholy," have been transferred in the nova forma, into which fancy, by a sweet allegory, supposed him to be changed. Certainly a hiss is all that the Amnicola utters now-a-days : — " Dat sonitum raucus per stagna loquacia Cycnus." Luccock * mentions, that a purple bird called a Sabiar was shot near St. Gonzales, and though badly wounded, immediately set up a full and melodious song, which continued until its latest moment. The rapid Dolphins round her fly. — p. 51. The Dolphin is a mythological fish, and has been alluded to before.f The story has been beautifully narrated by Herodotus and Lucian. Arion was a minstrel, a trouba- dour as it were, who met with favour in the presence of Periander, the king of Corinth. The king gave him plenty of money : but the poet's heart yearned for his country : he would return home, and the king consented. He pre- ferred to sail in a ship of his own countrymen : but when they had made good half their way across the Mgean, in mid-ocean, they conspired against their defenceless passen- ger, to throw him into the sea, and take his money. Arion besought them to spare his life; but finding all his * Notes on Rio de Jan. -f Page, 26. NOTES. 231 entreaties vain, he begged them, as a last favour, to permit him to put on his minstrel's dress, and sing his dirge. They consented. So he put on his dress, and harp in hand, he sung melodiously sweet — and leaped into the billow. But the Dolphins had heard his doleful song, and when they found the minstrel in the midst of them, one even kinder than the rest who pitied his fate, took Arion on his back, and carried him safe to Taenerus. Hence the Dolphin was always called a philanthropist, till the invention of har- poons and grains — both murderous weapons — steeled his heart against man, whom he now shuns as much as possible ; and, like other philanthropists, when they have not received the good return they expected for their good deeds, his temper has become soured against his own fellow-fishes, as well as against man, and he seems to take a savage delight in pursuing the poor little Flying-fish, because the flying-fish sometimes visits the element of man, who has rewarded the good deed of Arion's friend by per- secuting all his descendants. So great is the resentment of the Dolphins ! Arion, would now-a-days sing in vain, albeit iravv \iyvpwg, very sweetly. The Dolphin is called Coryphcena by naturalists. He swims with great rapidity, darting through the waves like a meteor ; and when the sun is bright, he exhibits a most remarkable variety of splendid colours, seeming a rain- bow of the sea. The Dolphin is celebrated for his change of colour when dying on the deck. He is a terrible Attila among the Flying-fish, whom he devours with extreme voracity. When the flying-fish is on the wing above the water, you can see the blood-hound flashing along the sur- face beneath the doomed fugitive, till it falls into his crushing fangs. Now throng the Dancers of the deep, $c. — p. 51. The Porpoise or Porpus, or sea-hog, is of the same tribe 232 NOTES. as the preceding, but much larger, and does not prey on the flying-fish. Indeed he seems nearer allied to the whale, for I believe he does not live on animal food (his flesh may be an evidence of this,) and is in his habits, not unlike Leviathan. This fish does really seem always in a good humour except when floundering on the deck. Nothing is more inspirating than a shoal of Porpoises vaulting over the billows. They seem to love a fresh gale, and you may see them in their Pyrrhic dance, all rising and sinking to- gether, and the sound seems as of one vibration. They sometimes approach very near the ship in pairs, for they are very gregarious, and are evidently very friendly to each other as long as life lasts : but should one be struck by the harpoon and escape, he is immediately devoured by the rest — perhaps by his own children, like a certain nation among the ancients, and I believe in New Zealand when first discovered, who considered it a sacred duty to eat their parents as soon as they died. NOTES TO CANTO III. Still they'd have us bless the hand. . . . Thus their mercy hath decreed, fyc. — p. 55. I propose in the following note to consider the " set off" which was thrown in the face of the Abolitionists as conclusive in favour of Slavery. A few concessions must, however, be premised. 1. That the Negro was unjustly enslaved. 2. That no treatment, however kind, would be deemed, morally or legally, an excuse for enslaving an NOTES. 233 European. 3. That this " kind treatment," in its most extended sense, and consequently, real sense, was depen- dent on the will of the Planter — for no legislature can change the heart, nor deprive a bad man of every means of doing evil. 4. That there have been Planters who treated their slaves with mercy, I frankly admit: but where tyranny is the order of the day, mercy treads her path only in the twilight hour. " It may truly be said," says Mr. Stewart, * that the treatment of the slave depends in a great measure upon the character of his master or manager. How ineffectual to the slave are humane and judicious laws, if a barbarous master or overseer has it in his power to evade them in various ways. There can be no hesitation in saying, that the slave who lives under the immediate superintendence of a humane and considerate master, enjoys a life of as much comfort and contentment as the condition of a slave is capable of. This perhaps is the utmost that can be said ; for though the wants of the slaves may be supplied by the beneficent provision of such, a master, and he may con- sequently be said to be so far more desirably situated, than many of the poorer peasantry of Great Britain ; yet to argue, generally, that he is happier than they — an assertion which one frequently hears — is certainly saying too much. The situation of the two classes can admit of no other comparison than as to the physical wants of our nature. The being who toils by the compulsion of a master, and whose servitude, whether oppressive or otherwise, ceases only with his life, is, on the scale of moral and social hap- pines, far beneath him who labours voluntarily, and can choose whom he pleases as his master or employer. " With respect to interest prevailing over a disposition to oppress, while we allow all due weight to this motive in the prudent and judicious owner, it will not always 234 NOTES. counteract the petty injustice to which the slave is subject from ignorant masters and unfeeling overseers. A slave may complain, and justly complain, that he is made to labour at unreasonable hours, and on days which the law allots to him, and that he is neither fed nor clothed as the law directs ; but who is to prove these transgressions ? The slave cannot ; for the law does not recognise the validity of his testimony against a whiteman. If the master were put upon his oath, equally nugatory would be this expedient ; for the man who wants rectitude and feeling to be just to his slaves, will hardly scruple to serve his ends by perjury. Again, if a slave is punished or beat with improper and illegal severity, or even cut and maimed — not to mention the numerous acts of petty tyranny to which he is subject under a cruel master — and there is no legal evidence to prove those enormities, the offender can- not be convicted by them. He may then go on with im- punity in this system of oppression as long as he can con- trive to keep without the reach of the laws. Extreme cases of this nature, it may be said, seldom occur : but such a supposition is no argument that the law should not provide effectually against them. Even murder may escape condign punishment, while this defect in the slave- laws is suffered to exist." Such are the opinions of one who resided in Jamaica, and made it his business to investigate the condition of the colony in every department. He professes, and I believe maintains, the greatest impartiality. Hence he candidly expresses his fears of immediate emancipation, but gives the best reasons in the world for that apprehen- sion — the self-interest of the whiteman, and the suffer- ings of the blackman. The author wrote in 1823. He thus concludes, after expressing the fears aforesaid : " But though such would be the awful consequences of a NOTES. 235 too precipitate emancipation of the slaves, let no one draw from thence an argument in favour of the perpetuation of slavery. It is clearly repugnant to the immutable prin- ciples of reason and justice, as well as to the mild spirit of Christianity; and those who endeavour to justify or excuse it, by telling us that it has prevailed from the remotest times, and existed among all the great nations of antiquity — the Greeks, Romans, &c. and under the Jewish and Christian dispensations — merely inform us that a great moral evil was suffered to exist in those times, and among those nations. Bryan Edwards, one of the most able and zealous champions of the West Indies, speaking of Slavery abstractedly, says, * After all, I will not conceal that I am no friend to slavery in any shape, or under any modification.' If then a West-Indian, holding large properties in one of the islands, makes this candid avowal, what shall we think of those who gravely set up a defence of slavery, and would justify its indefinite continuance? Nothing surely can be more revolting than the thought that a state of degrading bondage (for such slavery at best must be considered) shall be handed down from generation to generation, — to beings yet un- born, on whom the morn of freedom shall never dawn!"* And now the mart of fellow-man. — p. 56. " Very affecting scenes often occurred of negro-sales during the existence of the slave-trade. Groups of slaves were seen with their arms entwined round each other's necks, waiting, with sad and anxious looks, the expected moment of separation. Perhaps they were sisters and friends — perhaps a mother and her children — perhaps a husband and wife. In vain was the endeavour to separate * See hu work on Jamaica, %c. chap. xiv. 236 xotes. them; they clung closer together, they wept, they shrieked piteously, and, if forcibly torn asunder, the buyer had generally cause to regret his inhumanity; despair often seized on the miserable creatures, and they either sunk into an utter despondency, or put a period to their lives."* Tims fades, as fades the passing day, fyc. — p. 61. Cost trapassa al trapassar thing like our northern horse-markets, having sheds or barns in the rear of a public-house, where alcohol was a handy ingredient to stimulate the spirit of jockeying. As the traders appeared, lots of Negroes were brought from the stables into the bar-room, and by a flourish of the whip were made to assume an active appearance. \ What will you give for these fellows ? ' * How old are they ? » ' Are they healthy ?' • Are they quick? ' &c, at the same time the owner would give them a cut with a cowhide, and tell them to dance and jump, cursing and swearing at them if they did not move quick. In fact, all the transactions in buying and selling slaves partake of jockey ship, as much as buying and selling horses. There was as little regard paid to the feelings of the former as we witness in the latter. From these scenes I turn to another, which took place in front of the noble l Exchange buildings ' in the heart of the city. On the left side of the steps, as you leave the main-hall, immediately under the windows of that proud building, was a stage built, on which a mother with eight children were placed, and sold at auction. I watched their emotions closely, and saw their feelings were in accordance with human nature. The sale began with the eldest child, who, being struck off to the highest bidder, was taken from the stage or platform by the purchaser, and led to his waggon and stowed away, to be carried into the country ; the second and third were also sold, and so until seven of the children were torn from their mother, while her discernment told her they were to be separated probably for ever, causing in that mother the most agonizing sobs and cries, in which the children seemed to share. The scene beggars description : suffice it to say, it was sufficient to cause tears from one at least 6 whose skin was not colored like their own,' and I was not ashamed to give vent to them." 270 XOTES. Maranatha ! from birth to death I — p. 93. Maranatha is a form of threatening, cursing, anathema- tizing among the Jews. It means " the Lord comes " — St. Paul pronounces Anathema Maranatha, against all who love not our Lord Jesus Christ. — 1 Cor. xvi. 22. Facts relative to the reflection in the foregoing verses, will be found in the notes to the next Canto. NOTES TO CANTO IV. They cry to thee, O God ! the mother cries, $c. — p. 97. Gridan : O Signor nostro aita aita ! Petrarca, Canz. Indir. a Cola di Renzo. Chieftains of Mandingo's court — p. 98. This is not a mere assumption. It was not uncommon to see Negroes who were looked upon with more than usual respect by their " ship-mates " or companions of the middle-passage. If the " tattooing " of the Africans has any reference to dignity, as that of other uncivilized nations, it is impossible to doubt that many of the Negroes in the "West Indies had been " chieftains" in Fatherland. I have seen a woman, who was reported to have been a " princess " in Africa. She was a native of Manding, for NOTES. 271 which I have used the word Mandingo in the text, — pro- perly, an inhabitant of Manding. Park's account of this people is very flattering on the whole : other travellers speak in like terms of them. If I remember rightly, Fox, in one of his speeches in Parliament, adduced some instances of Negro princes, chieftains, and, I am sure, " a philosopher" of the benighted land, who had been kidnapped and sold into Slavery. But that we toil — for ever toil — Another comes and reaps the spoil! — p. 98. " Sic vos non vobis" fyc. — Virg. Made the mother quail afar — p. 98. " Ilium ex mocnibus hosticis Matrona," &c— Hor. Car. III. 2. What have ye left him tlien ? To sigh Thro'' life in hopeless agony. — p. 99. After detailing the multiform cruelties to which the poor slave is exposed in the northern breeding States, the Report continues — " We pass to consider the features which arise from the breeding, rearing, and selling of slaves. This system bears with extreme severity upon the slave. First : It subjects him to a perpetual fear of being sold to the " soul-driver," * which to the slave is the realisation * " This horrible, expressive appellation is in common use among the slaves of the breeding States." 272 NOTES. of all conceivable woes and horrors, more dreaded than death. An awful apprehension of this fate haunts the poor sufferer, by day and by night, from his cradle to his grave. Suspense hangs like a thunder-cloud over his head. He knows that there is not a passing hour, whether he wakes or sleeps, which may not be the last that he shall spend with his wife and children. Every day or week some ac- quaintance is snatched from his side, and thus the con- sciousness of his own danger is kept continually awake. ( Surely my turn will come next/ is his harrowing convic- tion ; for he knows that he was reared for this, as the ox for the yoke, or the sheep for the slaughter. In this aspect, the slave's condition is truly indescribable. Suspense, even when it relates to an event of no great moment, and ( endureth but for a night,' how hard to bear ! But when it broods over all, absolutely all that is dear, chilling the present with its deep shade, and casting its awful gloom over all the future, it must break the heart ! Such is the suspense under which every slave in the breeding States lives. It poisons all his little lot of bliss. If a father, he cannot go forth to his toil without bidding a mental fare- well to his wife and children. He cannot return weary and worn from the field, with any certainty that he shall not find his home robbed and desolate. Nor can he seek his bed of straw and rags, without the frightful misgiving that his wife may be torn from his arms before morning. Should a white stranger approach his master's mansion, he fears that the soul-driver has come, and awaits in terror the overseer's mandate, 'You are sold; follow that man.' There is no being on earth whom the slaves of the breed- ing States regard with so much horror as the trader. He is to them what the prowling kidnapper is to their less wretched brethren in the wilds of Africa. The master NOTES. 273 knows this, and that there is no punishment so effectual to secure labour or deter from misconduct, as the threat of being delivered to the ' soul-driver.' " * By day the drought, by night the chill I bore, and did my Master's will, fyc. — p. 99. " The ways in which the slaves suffer are almost in- numerable: we can specify only those which are most prominent. They suffer from being overworked — from hunger — from want of sleep — from insufficient clothing — from inadequate shelter — from neglect in the various conditions of feebleness and sickness — from lust, and from positive inflictions. " 1. The slaves suffer from being overworked. It has been stated that hard labour was the object for which they were originally bought, and amassing wealth the end. Now, since the more labour, (if within the limit of human endurance,) the more wealth, overworking is in the planting States a matter of course ; and since to the desire of wealth there is no bound to the exactions of toil, there will be no bound but human possibility. " Mr. Dickinson stated as a fact, that the sugar-planters upon the sugar coast in Louisiana had ascertained, that as it was usually necessary to employ about twice the amount of labour during the boiliDg season that was required during the season of raising, they could, by excessive driving day and night during the boiling season, accom- plish the whole labour with one set of hands. By pursuing this plan, they could afford to sacrifice a set of hands once in seven years. He further stated, that this horrible system was now practised to a considerable extent ! The correct- * Slavery, §c. in the United States, by the American Anti- Slavery Society. 274 NOTES. ness of this statement was substantially admitted by the slave-holders then on board." In fact, " the laws of South Carolina permit the master to compel his slaves to work fifteen hours in the twenty- four in summer, and fourteen in the winter — which would be in winter from day-break in the morning until four hours after sunset ! n — See 2 Brevard's Digest. 243. " The other Slave States, except Louisiana, have no laws respecting the labour of slaves; consequently, if the master should work his slaves day and night without sleep till they drop dead, he violates no law ! " " The law of Louisiana provides for the slaves but two and-a-half hours in the twenty-four for rest ! " — Mar- tin's Digest. " 2. The slaves suffer greatly from hunger. This is the certain consequence of the planting policy, as has been shown. To suppose an opposite effect would be wholly unreasonable. From the following testimony it will be seen, that, in respect both to quantity and quality of food, the planters conform to the most rigid requirements of avarice." [Then follow numerous statements with the names and addresses of witnesses to the fact.] Take the following : — " I received my information from a lady in the west, of high respctability and great moral worth, but think it best to withhold her name, although the statement was not made in confidence. " My informant stated, that she sat at dinner once in company with General Wade Hampton, and several others ; that the conversation turned upon the treatment of their servants, &c; when the General undertook to en- tertain the company with the relation of an experiment he had made in the feeding of his slaves on cotton-seed. He said that he first mingled one fourth cotton-seed with NOTES. 275 three-fourths corn, on which they seemed to thrive toler- ably well ; that he then had measured out to them equal quantities ef each, which did not seem to produce any important change ; afterwards he increased the quantity of cotton-seed to three-fourths, mingled with one-fourth corn, and then he declared, with an oath, that * they died like rotten sheep ! ' It is but justice to the lady to state, that she spoke of his conduct with the utmost indignation ; and she mentioned also that he received no countenance from the company present, but that all seemed to look at each other with astonishment. I give it to you just as I received it from one who was present, and whose character for veracity is unquestionable." I shall here make such extracts as bear upon the first section of Canto IV. The word " coffle " has been mentioned. " The slaves in these conies are so firmly secured by handcuffs and chains, that they seldom even attempt to rescue them- selves. From one to three men, armed as usual, will drive a gang of hundreds in safety. It is not improbable, however, that difficulties occur more frequently than is commonly supposed. It would be surprising indeed if men and women, frenzied with the loss of their relatives, goaded to desperation by the lash of the driver, and know- ing the frightful oppressions to which they were tending on the plantations of the South, would not rise, even in their chains, and crush their merciless tyrants. [An in- stance is given.] The subjoined account is of a female — a coloured girl, named Mary Brown, who was freeborn, but kidnapped a few years since, and sent to the south in a coifie, chained to a man-slave. * Mary says that she frequently waded rivers in her chains, with water up to her waist. It was in October .... ^fter travelling thus twelve or fifteen days, her arms and t 2 276 NOTES. ankles became so swollen, that she felt she could go no further. Blisters would form on her feet . . . .They had no beds, and usually slept in barns, or out on the naked ground — was in such misery when she lay down, that she could only lie and cry all night. Still they drove them on for another week. Her spirits became so depressed, and she grieved so much about leaving her friends, that she could not eat, and every time the trader caught her crying, he would beat her, accompanying it with dreadful curses. The trader would whip and curse any of them he found praying. One evening he caught one of the men at prayer; he took him, lashed him down to a parcel of rails, and beat him dreadfully. He told Mary that if he caught her pray- ing, he would give her hell ! (Mary was a member of the Methodist church in Washington.) There was a number of pious people in the company, and at night, when the driver found them melancholy and disposed to pray, he would have a fiddle brought, and make them dance in their chains. It mattered not how sad or weary they were, he would whip them till they would do it. Mary at length became so weak, that she could travel no further the trader fearing that he should lose her, carried her the remainder of the way in a waggon. When they arrived at Natchez, they were all offered for sale, and as Mary was still sick, she begged that she might be sold to a kind master. She would sometimes make this request in presence of purchasers, but was always insulted for it ; and after they were gone, the trader would punish her for such pre- sumption. On one occasion he tied her up by her hands, so that she could only touch the end of her toes to the floor. This was soon after breakfast ; he kept her thus suspended, whipping her at intervals during the day. At evening he took her down. She was so much bruised that she could not lie down for more than a week after- NOTES. 277 wards. He often beat and choked her for another purpose until she was obliged " She was at length sold to a wealthy man of Vicks- burgh, for 450 dollars, for a house-servant ; but he had another object in view. He compelled her to gratify his licentious passions, and had children by her. This was the occasion of so much difficulty between him and his wife, that he has now sent her up to Cincinnati to be free." The Driver's bell would be obey'd, $c. — p. 99. The Overseer in America seems to discharge the office of the Driver in the West Indies in the day of Slavery : but whatever was the obduracy of the latter, it fell far short of the fiendlike recklessness of the American Overseer. " An- other feature of the planting policy is to employ overseers, and arm them with every instrument of torture necessary to compel the utmost amount of labour. The planter, as lost to humanity as to honesty, not only denies his slaves just wages, but consigns them to the discretionary ma- nagement of the vilest monsters that ever wore human form. ' Overseer ' is the name which designates the assemblage of all brutal propensities and fiendish passions in one man. An overseer must be the lowest of all objects, consenting to be loathed and detested by the master who employs him ; and at the same time he must be the most callous of all reprobates in order to inflict tortures, from the sight of which the planter himself sometimes recoils with horror. He must find his supreme delight in human torture ; groans must be his music, and the writhings of agony his realisation of bliss ! He must become that un- speakably vile thing, a scullion of avarice, wielding the clotted lash for another's wealth, contented himself to re- 278 NOTES. ceive a petty stipend as the reward of his execrable voca- tion. But a description of the southern overseer has already been drawn by a master hand, that of the Hon. William Wirt, late Attorney-General of the United States, a Virginian and a slave-holder. ( Last and lowest, a fecu- lum of beings, called ' overseers '■ — the most abject, degraded, unprincipled race, always cap in hand to the dons who em- ploy them, and furnishing materials for the exercise of their pride, insolence, and spirit of domination. Such is the monster to whose unlimited control the planter com- mits his hundreds of slaves. One injunction only is laid upon him, and that is, to make the largest crops possible. The planter himself generally resides at a distance from his estate, or if he lives upon it, rarely interferes with the management of affairs. He usually disregards the slaves' complaints of cruelty ; since to notice them, and interpose between the parties, would lessen the authority of the over- seer, and hazard the reduction of his crops. Consequently, the slaves have, for the most part, no appeal from the outrages of a brutal overseer. " It is a dreadful reflection, moreover, that the overseer is strongly tempted to cruelty by appeals to his selfishness. His reputation is graduated by the amount of his crops. If they are large, his character is established, and his situation made permanent, with an increase of salary. But to make great crops he must drive the slaves. Besides, the wages of overseers are generally either in proportion to the crop which they raise, or a stipulated portion of the crop itself. Thus the overseer's interest conspires with that of the planter to perpetuate a system of hard driving, which is carried out by the incessant application of the lash." NOTES. 279 True it was man that me oppressed — But then I saw my tyrant blessed, $c. — p. 100. I can bear testimony to the truth of the following opi- nion of the Negroes, as recorded by Stewart. " But, above all, they cannot reconcile it to fairness that the Supreme Ruler of the universe should have shown so marked a pre- dilection for the whites, as to give dominion to them, while he placed the blacks, who have no wish to offend him, in a state of perpetual bondage under them. They have not yet learned" (how could they have learned ?) "the doctrine of unrepining submission to the will of Providence ; though such among them as boast of being Christians, when they meet with crosses and vexations, usually exclaim, ' The Lord's will be done ! ' " My wife, my daughters, forced from me. Without remorse or penalty ! — p. 100. " The slaves suffer from the outrages of lust. The misery endured from this one source must be inconceiv- able. It is, moreover, an evil to which every slave, hus- band, father, and brother, is subject. There is not a wife, daughter, mother, or sister, who is not completely at the disposal of the master, the master's sons, and the overseer. No husband can feel the least assurance that his own bed will remain undefiled. The parents have no guarantee that their daughters will reach the earliest years of woman- hood, without falling victims to prowling lust. Testi- mony on this point is quite superfluous." Again, " Another consequence of this system (slave-breeding) is the preva- lence of licentiousness. This is indeed one of the foul features of slavery everywhere : but it is especially pre- valent and indiscriminate where slave-breeding is conducted 280 NOTES. as a business. It grows directly out of this system, and is inseparable from it. In the planting States, licentiousness is a passion, but in the breeding States it is both a passion and a pursuit : in the former it is fostered by lust — in the latter by lust and cupidity : there it is a mere irregularity ; here it is a branch of a flourishing trade — a trade made more flourishing by its prevalence. The pecuniary in- ducement to general pollution must be very strong, since the larger the slave-increase, the greater the master's gains, and especially since the mixed blood demands a consi- derably higher price than the pure black. This is a temptation which often overcomes both the virtue and the pride of white men ; so often, that it is to be doubted whether, as touching this matter, there be much left." I refrain from quoting the means employed to this end. Pagan Rome in her greatest licentiousness was never a more abandoned prostitute than Christian America in her slave-breeding States ! But the Satyre of Juvenal must be reversed there — " prowling lust" seeks, but is not sought after ; its aim is not to be gratified merely, but to profit by the sacred economy of nature ! Its endeavour is not to prevent, but to ensure the result. And here is another source of afflic- tion to the slave. It seems that every law, social, phy- sical, and divine, is enlisted to crush the miserable race ! " Where fruitfulness is the greatest of virtues, barrenness will be regarded as worse than a misfortune — as a crime, and the subjects of it will be exposed to every form of privation and infliction. Thus a deficiency wholly beyond the slaves' control, becomes the occasion of inconceivable suffering." A mother lost her child. " After its death the planter called the woman to him, and asked how she came to let the child die ; said it was owing to her careless- ness, and that he meant to flog her for it. She told him with all the feeling of a mother, the circumstances of its NOTES. 281 death. But her story availed her nothing against the savage brutality of her master : she was severely whipped. A healthy child, four months old, was then considered worth 100 dollars in North Carolina." Another instance is given of an owner, who ordered his women or harem into a barn, and actually whipped them, " because," said he, " you don't breed ; I have not had a young one from one of you for several months. " It is indeed to be wondered at that the poor creatures can become mothers when ex- posed to such a dreadful abuse of the laws of nature. / err'd — but mine not all the blame ? To me thy Gospel never came. — p. 101. "Their religious privileges are but little superior to their educational [which shall be given further on]. Religion seems to be regarded as a foe, not less dangerous to slavery than education itself. We quote the following abstract of the principal laws of the Slave States, pertaining to the religious privileges of the slaves, from Joy's Inquiry, pp. 136, 137- " In vain has the Redeemer of the world given the command to preach the Gospel to every creature ; his professed disciples in the Slave States have issued a coun- ter order ; and, as we have already seen, have, by their laws, incapacitated 2,000,000 of their fellow-men from complying with the injunction, ' Search the Scriptures/ Not only are the slaves debarred from reading the won- derful things of God, they are practically prevented, with a few exceptions, from ever hearing of them. In Georgia, any justice of the peace may, at his discretion, break up any religious assembly of slaves, and may order each slave present to be corrected without trial, by receiving, on the 282 NOTES. bare back, twenty-five stripes with a whip, switch, or cow-skin/ "In South Carolina, slaves may not meet together for the purpose of l religious worship' before sunrise, or after sunset, unless the majority of the meeting be composed of white persons, under the penalty of twenty lashes well laid on. As it will be rather difficult for the slave to divine, before he goes to the meeting, how many blacks, and hov^ many whites will be present, and of course which colour will have the l majority,' a due regard for his back will keep him from the meeting. "In Virginia all evening meetings of slaves at any meeting-house* are unequivocally forbidden, &c. " On this, as well as on every other subject relating to slavery, we would rather fall short of, than exceed the truth. We will not assert that there are no Christians among the slaves, for we trust there are some. When, however, we recollect that they are denied the Scriptures, and all the usual advantages of the Sunday-school, and are forbidden to unite among themselves in acts of social worship and instruction, and that almost all sermons they hear are such as are addressed to educated whites, and of course above their own comprehension, we may form some idea of the obstacles opposed to their spiritual improve- ment. Let it be recollected, that every master possesses the tremendous power of keeping his slaves in utter igno- rance of their Maker's will, and of their own immortal destinies. And now with all these facts, and their conse- quences and tendencies in remembrance, we ask, if we do not make a most abundant and charitable allowance when we suppose that 245,000 slaves possess a saving knowledge of the religion of Christ ? And yet after tins admission — * All churches or chapels in America are called meeting- houses. NOTES. 283 one which probably no candid person will think too limited, there will remain in the bosom of our country two millions of human beings, who, in consequence of our laws, are in a state of heathenism /" I cannot pass by one more extract. A writer in the Lexington Western Luminary remarks : " I proclaim it abroad to the Christian world, that heathenism is as real in the Slave States as it is in the South Sea islands, and that our negroes are as justly objects of attention to the Ame- rican and other boards of foreign missions, as the Indians of the western wilds. What is it that constitutes heathen- ism ? Is it to be destitute of a knowledge of God — of his Holy Word — never to have heard hardly a sentence of it read through life — to know little or nothing of the history, character, instruction, and mission of Jesus Christ — to be totally devoid of moral knowledge and feeling — of sentiments and probity — truth and chastity 1 If this con- stitutes heathenism, then there are thousands — millions of heathens in our own beloved Land. Gracious God ! merciful Redeemer ! shall thy Word and thy Gospel be proclaimed in simplicity and truth to one portion of our population, and shall another be born, and live, and die, where the Sun of Righteousness shines freely and fully, and never receive more than a dim and wandering ray of his light and glory ? " " This testimony, it will be borne in mind, is from the heart of Kentucky, a State which has the reputation of granting greater religious privileges to its slaves, than any other in the Union." * * So likewise in Jamaica, in former times. A writer quoted by Stewart, says :"To my knowledge some curates have applied to many proprietors, trustees, and managers of properties, ex- pressing not only their willingness, but their desire to be called upon to discharge the active duties of their office in the instruc- 284 NOTES. Thy wrath was all I ever knew I — p. 101. " At night we all lay down on the naked floor to sleep, in our hand-cuffs and chains. The women lay on one side of the room, and the men who were chained with me occupied the other. I slept but little this night, which J passed in thinking of my wife and little children, whom I could not hope ever to see again. I at length fell asleep, but was distressed with painful dreams. My wife and children seemed to be weeping and lamenting my cala- mity ; and beseeching and imploring my master, on their knees, not to carry me away from them. My little boy came and begged me not to go and leave him, and endea- voured, as I thought, with his little hands, to break the fetters that bound me. I awoke in agony, and cursed my existence. I could not pray ; for the measure of my woes seemed to be full, and I felt as if there was no mercy in heaven, nor compassion on earth, for a man who was born a slave." — "Narrative of the Life, $c. of Charles Ball" — for forty years a slave. — p. 36. See Report, p. 59. Remnants, perchance, of centric suns that were, fyc. — p. 103. The stars are suns like our own, and doubtless, like that luminary, centres of so many worlds which they vivify. They are distinguished from the planets by their twinkling, the latter shining with a steady light. The different mag- nitudes enumerated (15) are to be considered as indicative of their brightness only ; for their disks, seen through the most powerful telescopes, are merely luminous points without sensible tion of the ignorant slaves, but in no single instance have their services been accepted, S$c. p. 293. This was a general feature of Slavery in the West Indies, as the Methodists can testify. NOTES. 285 dimension.* Part of the text was suggested by the well-known phenomena of the " changing or changeable stars." Some have suddenly appeared, increased in brightness, dimi- nished, and then disappeared entirely. Historians tell of brilliant stars which have astonished the world : one ap- peared at the birth of Christ. In 389 a star was seen, which shone with the splendour of the planet Venus for three weeks, and vanished for ever, &c. &c. Other stars have periodic variations in the intensity of their light. These are very numerous, but the periods of only thirteen have been recognised. Some stars are gra- dually increasing in light, whilst others are diminishing. What are the causes of these great phenomena ? It is supposed with probability, that vast conflagrations have destroyed the stars which have suddenly been seen, and disappeared, when their enduring light (which is all that was seen) has passed beyond the range of man's vision — Twinkling as dying lamps from sphere to sphere, Till all their energies be spent ! Hark ! His the evening gale, <§•. 400, and St. Ambrose, a. d. 370. Having seen the state of the case — here is the Bull of " the Harmony Presbytery of South Carolina — Resolu- tion 2." " Therefore resolved, " That Slavery has existed from the days of those good old slaveholders and patriarchs, Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob, (who are now in the kingdom of heaven,) to the time when the apostle Paul sent a runaway slave home to his master Philemon, and wrote a Christian and fraternal epistle to this slaveholder, which we find still stands in the canons of the scriptures; and that Slavery has ex- isted ever since the days of the apostle, and does now exist." Answer. — So it has, and so it does, and in so horrible a manner that your very hearts should weep blood ! But you quote this fact in extenuation ! boasting that Slavery has existed at all times, in Egypt, among the Jews, at Athens, and at Rome. What then ? So has that systematic * Mores Catholici, or Ages of Faith, Vol. VII. 304 NOTES. profligacy, in plain words — that public prostitution which disgraces the cities of Christendom — whose presiding demons are Lust and Gold — whose shuddering victim is woman — poor, debased, ruined woman — yearly, monthly, daily, hourly sacrificed on the altar of Lust. It existed in Egypt, among the Jews, at Athens, and at Rome ; it is permitted in Great Britain and America : it is licensed, that is, legalized in France ! If precedent is to be an ex- cuse for " a moral evil," of what use are the laws, the restrictions of society, the prohibitory mandates of Christi- anity ? What do these precedents prove but " that a great moral evil was suffered to exist in those times, and among those nations ? " * Meanwhile, however, that the justice of God has not inflicted ten plagues and a final drowning overthrow in the midst of the sea upon all the taskmasters of old, upon the Planter, the Slaveholder, and the Slave- breeder, is no more to be wondered at, than the equally remarkable fact, that brimstone and fire have not fallen upon Egypt, Jerusalem, Athens, Rome, New York, Lon- don, and Paris — as upon Sodom, Zeboim, Admah and Gomorrha. Terrible examples of divine punishment, as of old, have become less frequent : but is there no penalty in- flicted, therefore ? Alas ! Is it a greater penalty to be struck dead, than to be delivered up to our criminal desires ? and what does the history of Slavery exhibit but this visita- tion of God's most terrific retribution. Politicians can calculate the consequences of Slavery to Great Britain — political economists can measure the extent of her penalty in quality and kind adapted to her crime : but who shall catalogue the numberless moral inflictions entailed upon individuals, and thus upon society in the land of Slavery, by the direct and indirect penalties for the unscrupulous * Stewart, Jamaica, &c. 305 infringement of even one single commandment, viz., the seventh, in all its branches ? Just Heaven ! and is there no penalty for the crimes of the Slave-dealer, the Planter, the Slave-breeder in America ! . . * - . . Crushing alike the hand that would his pangs assuage. — p. 1 15. " The first anniversary of this Society (American Anti- Slavery) held in New York in May, 1834, greatly aroused popular indignation. The daily, commercial, and political papers, backed by religious periodicals, continued thence- forward the most persevering attacks upon the principles and measures of the Society. These efforts to excite the mob effected their desired object. About two months after the Anti-Slavery anniversary an Abolition meeting was held in New York. The city papers redoubled the fury of their attack, and beckoned on the mob to crush this ' treason in the egg.' The mob accordingly assembled, and proceeding to the place of meeting, dispersed the as- sembly. Having once broken loose, they raged unchecked for several days. They sacked churches, broke into the houses of some of the most respectable citizens, dragged out their furniture, and burned it in the streets. They assailed the dwellings of the coloured people, demolished many of them, and sought the lives of some of the most prominent abolitionists, who were obliged to flee from the city."— p. 237. The gift of Reason.— Tp. 118. " So far from any provision being made for the educa- tion of the slaves, it is either entirely prohibited, or universally discouraged. . . .It is effectually prevented by public opinion. ' A law of South Carolina, passed in 1800, authorizes the infliction of twenty lashes on every slave found in an assembly convened for the purpose of i mental 306 NOTES. instruction,' &c. Another law imposes a fine of £100 on any person who may teach a slave to write." In North Carolina, to teach a slave to read or write, or to sell or give him any book {Bible not excepted) or pam- phlet, is punished with thirty-nine lashes ; or imprison- ment if the offender he a free Negro, but if a white, then with a fine of 200 dollars, &c. &c. &c. " The reason honestly assigned is that ' teaching slaves to read or write tends to excite dissatisfaction in their minds, and to pro- duce insurrection and rebellion' " &c. In plain English, education is regarded as positively inconsistent with Slavery, and its prohibition as indispensable to the con- tinuance of the system ! * God made ye black — Fate made ye slaves — so live and die ? "—p. 118. " It is well known that there exists in the United States a ferocious prejudice against the coloured popula- tion. This feeling is, apparently, as virulent against those who have but a slight intermixture of African blood, as against the jet-black Negro ; and if possible, even more inveterate in ihsfree than in the Slave-States. It is called by those who entertain it 'prejudice against colour,' and not without a shrewd design. They seek thus to justify a most unchristian scorn by representing it as the spon- taneous and irrepressible sentiment of the mind, in view of contrariety of colour. Accordingly it has been unblushingly upheld as a proper feeling, which it was duty to foster, and to extinguish which, if it were practicable, would be rebellion against the will of God, by whom it has been in- terposed as a permanent barrier between the two races. On the contrary, the friends of the Negro contend that this is not a prejudice against colour, that it is not an involun- NOTES. 307 tary instinct of nature, whose existence is the voice of God, bespeaking its propriety, and demanding its perpetuity ; but that it is an incidental feeling, resulting from the en- slavement of the Negroes, an aversion and disdain on account of their condition, which attach to their colour, only because the latter is in the mind associated with the former, and an index of it.* They contend, moreover, that this prejudice is an outrageous insult toward a deeply injured class, whom it reproaches and spurns for a degradation which those who cherish the feeling have caused, and that it is a heinous sin against that God, who alike ordained the complexion of the black and the white man." In accordance with the stanza, the last line of which heads this note, I extract the following summary, which follows and precedes the details of " the prejudice against colour." " First, it excludes coloured persons of both sexes, whatever their respectability or refinement, from the public vehicles of travel, or thrusts them into parts of them, designed expressly for the degraded. On this point there are facts innumerable. " Second, it shuts against them all places of public exhibition and amusement, which are at all respect- able " &c. " It is unnecessary to specify all the privileges from which prejudice debars the coloured man in the United States. Suffice it to say, that there is not a single point within the entire circle of personal, social, religious, and political privileges, where the man of colour is allowed to occupy an equal footing with his white brother. We shall mention but one other instance — the existence of caste in the house of God. Humbling as is the acknowledgment, * See page 203. x2 308 NOTES. truth impels us to declare that this hideous development of prejudice is almost universal. It is found in the city and in the country, and among all denominations. A folio would not contain the disgraceful and monstrous facts in illustration of this point. Religion hangs her head, and goes heartbroken from her temples, as she sees her sable children thrust into obscure corners, and separated from the whites as strictly as though they were infected with the leprosy ! " And all this inveterate antipathy is a " duty to God ! " If this antipathy is really independent of the association of enslavement, how does it happen that any coloured man may pass respected through the Union, if he have money and keep his secret ? Again, how is it that Americans are not influenced by this antipathy in the West Indies, when they sit at the tables of " coloured gentle- men and ladies ? " How is it that they have even married so-called and so-considered " ladies of colour ? " Facts illustrative of these points I could detail ; but all who have visited the West Indies have had opportunities to remark the strange inconsistency in the working of this chromatic " antipathy." Nor thine. Napoleon! Fortune's reckless whim! — p. 120. " Bonaparte was certainly, as Sir John Carr called him, * a splendid scoundrel/ but he was a scoundrel still. If he had given the religion of the Scriptures to France, after she had renounced her own Antichristian apostasy, he would have immortalized himself; but he knew nothing of it himself, and therefore had it not to give. ' The truth' (as the revelation of Heaven is emphatically called) * had never made him free, and he had no idea of its power to impart spiritual, mental, or corporeal liberty to others. His own unbelief did nothing to mitigate, but rather ag- NOTES. 309 gravated the evils of that modification of infidelity which he found in the national creed. e The child and champion of Jacobinism/ as Pitt called him ; he was at once the idol and scourge of a people whom, in rescuing from a sangui- nary revolution, he enslaved by a not less sanguinary despotism. His character presents scarcely any redeeming qualities ; for although he was not without such a portion of extravasated talent, as enabled him to retain a blood- bought throne for a season, by the effusion of more blood, his memory will be eventually loathed even among the idolaters who have recently deified their own vanity by awarding him a public funeral. Without any regal blood in his veins, and without the education of a prince to fit him for a throne he had usurped, his unprecedented triumphs were only the result of the Divine counsels for the punish- ment of the corrupted religion of his own and of surround- ing countries ; and when he had accomplished the purposes of Providence, he was thrown aside, like an useless broom, and perished ignominiously on a foreign soil, the lawful prisoner of that very nation which he had never ceased to ridicule and despise, and which he had long been pledged to exterminate from the face of the earth." I found the above remarks a few months ago, in the " Times, " and considering them perfectly in unison with the sentiments which influenced the composition of my Prologue and the other verses which relate to Napoleon, I have preserved them for the present occasion. I was glad to find that my opinions of the " Scourge of God " would be countenanced and approved by such an authority. Dazzled by his achievements in earlier youth, I had the temerity to praise, or at least to defend Napoleon Bonaparte. I wrote the apology before I was twenty-one, and published the same. I have since grown older, if not wiser, and reprobate every word of that defence. I have now the same opinion 310 NOTES. of Alexander, or Caesar, or Napoleon, as the Pirate had of the first and of himself. The sons of Patriots that fought by thee, $c. — p. 121. " In the early days of the republic, when the national pulse beat strongly for universal liberty, this feeling was comparatively weak. Then Slavery had but a feeble existence. Its presence was regarded with jealousy, and tolerated only in the hope and expectation of its speedy extinction. The generous purpose that our land should be an asylum for the oppressed of all other lands, did not at that time overlook the slave ; he was, prospectively at least, included within its ample embrace.* " We have evidence of the weakness of this feeling, during the early periods of our history, in the testimony of General Lafayette. It is said of him, ' Lafayette in his visit to the United States, expressed his astonishment at the increase of prejudice against colour. He remembered, he said, how the black soldiers used to mess with the whites in the revolutionary war. The leaders of that war are gone where principles are all — where prejudices are nothing. If their ghosts could arise in majestic array, before the American nation on their great anniversary, and hold up before them the mirror of their constitution, in the light of its first principles, where would the people hide themselves from the blasting radiance ? ' " A thousand fervent voices answer — No! — p. 121. The three concluding stanzas of this Canto allude to the American Anti-Slavery Delegates, (and there were ladies * See Note (2), page 148. NOTES. 311 among them), who came to England for the express pur- pose of being present at the General Convention. It was not my good fortune to hear those voices of the multitudes, united, and as one man, proclaiming to the world their de- termination to lend an arm and an axe to hew down the tree of Slavery. But my soul was with them. I contem- plated in spirit the venerable Clarkson, accompanied by the youth destined to tread in the path his ancestor trod before him. Yes, he protested on that occasion " that if he had another life given him to live, he would devote it to the same object." * His grandson was by his side. He seemed like the veteran Hamilcar (but in a better, far better cause) at the altar, receiving the oath of the young Hannibal, swearing eternal enmity against the foes of Carthage. We echo the hope expressed by Mr. Sturge, that " when many of us are removed to that bourn, where the wicked cease from troubling, and the weary are at rest ; and where the distinctions of clime and colour will be swept away for ever, he (the young Clarkson) may see that the Divine blessing has rested upon our exertions, and behold that happy day when the sun shall cease to rise upon a tyrant, or set upon a slave." And what a life has been Mr. Clarkson' s ! " After travelling to all the slave- ports, obtaining, at incredible pains, histories of the voyages of the slave-ships, specimens of handcuffs, models of the construction of the vessels, &c, for the purpose of bringing the horrible details before the House of Commons, he proceeded to reduce to a legible form the whole mass of evidence, and published it. Not content with this, he actually set forth to wait personally upon every person in every county in the kingdom to whom the book had been sent, to get others of the town or neighbourhood to meet * Anti-Slavery Reporter, June 17th, 1840. 312 NOTES. him there, to converse with them on the subject, to intreat their individual perusal of the abridgment, and their united efforts in lending it out judiciously, and in seeing that it was read ; and he travelled 6000 miles in the execution of this plan ! " * The labours of Wilberforce are well known — he still lives in the memory of the nation ; and his name is en- shrined in the heart of every African. — The names of Granville Sharp, Clarkson, and Wilberforce, I have selected as the patronymics of all who battled with the im- pious Titans of Slavery, omne nefas animo moventes. Granville's defence of a poor Negro, who was reclaimed by his master, after having been cast off by him in misery — and was in danger of being consigned once more to Slavery, even by an English tribunal, was the first note of freedom to the slave. " Having succeeded in the case of an individual Negro, he interested himself in the condition of many others who were wandering about the streets of London, and at his own expense collected a number of them, whom he sent back to Africa, where they formed a colony on the river Sierra Leone. He performed still more essential service, to humanity, by becoming the insti- tutor of the ' Society for the Abolition of the Slave-Trade,' which, after contending against a vast mass of opposition, at length (1807) gloriously succeeded, as far as this country was concerned, in abolishing the horrible traffic. He died, July, 1813."+ The exertions of the Society of Friends are too well known to require comment — too generally ap- plauded to need commendation in these pages. Mr. Sturge, one of the Negro's best advocates, is still ardent in the cause — witness his late remonstrance ;Z and * Encycl. Lond. + Ibid. X To a slave-trader in Baltimore. NOTES. 313 Mr. Joseph John Gurney has lately given his powerful aid to the cause of Emancipation, by the publication of a work * whose object is, to nourish the hopes of Humanity — of those, who " will remember the years of the right hand of the Most High."f The American Abolitionists will find a tribute of gra- titude in the Poem ; and, eminently, Angelica Grimke'. " Here the abolitionists are in safety, and more honoured for their exertions by the good ; here they are encouraged and cheered by the smiles of the fair ; they are bound to- gether by a godlike truth. But far different is it with our friends in America ; there they are vilified and insulted. Very lately did not a body of so-called gentlemen — men who would call any one out to try rifle-shooting, who denied them that cognomen — break upon the Ladies' Anti- Slavery Society, and assault them in the most cowardly manner ? and where did this happen ? why in Boston, en- lightened Boston — the capital of a non-slaveholding State ! " % In concluding the Notes on American Slavery, I cannot do better than to quote some of the suggestions of the American Anti-Slavery Society, " for the Extinction of the Slave-trade and Slavery." Some have been given in the Preface : all should be known to the British public ; but want of space will not permit their insertion. " Great Britain is already regarded here as a nation of abolitionists, and her frown is greatly dreaded by the * " A Winter in the West Indies " — where the benevolent author expatiates on the happy results of Emancipation. f Ps. lxxvii. 10. — Of course he does not believe that " large crops," and " plentiful produce," are the best signs of holy suc- cess, or happiness among the poor. X O* ConnelPs Speech in the Convention: 314 NOTES. advocates of Slavery. If the impression could be made upon the British people at large, that they may do much towards the removal of American Slavery, this would be a great point gained. If they could be made to appre- ciate the mighty influence which they may wield by the bare expression of their public sentiment against our Slavery, this would be a still greater gain. If also the responsibilities of Englishmen visiting the United States were deeply felt, and if they were in all cases faithful in condemning our Slavery and prejudice, and all who uphold them, they would produce the happiest effects. How few Englishmen, visiting the United States, are faithful in this respect ! How few sustain the reputation of their country as a nation of abolitionists ! How many, who are regarded at home as abolitionists, come here only to weaken our hands, and strengthen those of slaveholders and their apologists ! Again, the cause of American emancipation might be greatly promoted by communications from distinguished persons in Great Bri- tain, prepared expressly for publication under their own signatures, in our most influential, moral, and religious periodicals. But little has been hitherto done in this way, but still enough to show the importance of this in- strumentality. The letters of the Rev. John Angell James, of Birmingham, addressed to the editor of the New York Observer, were extensively read, and pro- duced a most salutary impression. . . .Let such letters be multiplied a hundredfold. There are many names in Great Britain, both in Church and State, that are che- rished in the hearts of multitudes of our countrymen, and communications signed by them would secure an extensive perusal. We need not say that the course here suggested would be wholly unexceptionable. American Slavery is a public thing — as much so as American liberty. It stands NOTES. 315 out before the world, claiming to be 'the corner-stone of the Republic,' ' an essential element in a free govern- ment.' With such high pretensions it should surely seek to attract towards it the searching scrutiny of the master spirits of all lands. "We earnestly solicit your attention to this as an important means of promoting the extinction of American Slavery ; and trust that it will not be found impracticable to enlist many in this most promising agency. The Anti-Slavery cause in this country may also be greatly subserved by securing' the general discus- sion of American Slavery by the British press — religious, literary, commercial, and political. All your ablest re- views are reprinted and widely circulated in all parts of the United States. Anti-Slavery articles published in them would reach every portion of the union. The friends of human rights in Great Britain could not more essentially promote the cause in this country, than by securing the co-operation of those pre-eminently powerful instrumentalities in holding up American Slavery to the scorn and indignant reprobation of the civilized world. The service which would hereby be rendered, may be in- ferred from the loud outcry of a prominent slaveholder, f the literature of the world is against us? There is not, perhaps, in the world, a class of persons more sensitive to public opinion than slaveholders. Hence all their frenzied excitement because abolitionists will discuss Slavery. It is not because they believe that their slaves will be instigated to rebellion, or that any compulsory measures will be used to effect the overthrow of Slavery ; but simply because they foresee that the inevitable consequence of discussion will be the creation of a strong public sentiment at the north against their favourite system. Regard for public favour — strong in every community — is doubly so among slaveholders, for with them it is an indispensable prop to a misgiving con- 316 NOTES. science. " [What follows is applicable to slaveholders iii every age and country — not excepting the " generous West Indian."] "With the slaveholder, accredited respectability becomes a substitute for self-respect, which gradually abandons him amid the perpetual developments of passion and meanness. Hitherto the slaveholder has been living upon his respectability, and he has certainly had an un- reasonable stock of it, both at home and abroad. But his glory is passing away. The disguises of generosity, hos- pitality, and chivalry, under which he has so long con- trived to practise his impositions upon the world, are being torn off, and he must soon appear in his naked deformity — the abhorrence of mankind. To hasten this desirable consummation, we would enlist the British press widely in the discussion of American Slavery. Let Ame- rican slaveholders feel not merely that the literature of the world is against them, but that the British press, with its piety, talent, learning, eloquence, and philanthropy, marshals and leads on the host Similarity of lan- guage, laws, manners, and pursuits, and the great and in- creasing intercourse between the two nations, give to Britons a moral hold upon our countrymen, which no other people on the globe possess. We entreat them not to be deterred from the most active advocacy of this cause by the consideration that Great Britain and America are distinct nations. What, though we are politically two people — are we not morally one ? Are we not one bro- therhood of human kind ? Is it the nature of the geo- graphical lines which separate the family of man into various nations and governments, to absolve one portion of that family from all obligation to exert a moral influ- ence over others ? We feel assured that such a senti- ment will find no tolerance with British abolitionists. NOTES. 317 Whether Americans desire, deprecate, or defy their rebukes, they will be uttered, and they will be heard." NOTES TO CANTO V. Forced by his crimes — his lust for gold. — p. 123. It is well known that North America was formerly the Botany Bay of Great Britain. How atrocious is the policy of sending to a land of heathens, criminals of the worst description to become the progenitors of races which are confessedly to bear the name of Christians ! * We cannot complain of the fruit when we know what tree we have planted. But there was another species of colonists. " After the discovery of America, we saw the folly, the injustice, and the avaricious spirit of individuals, who, thirsting after gold, threw themselves upon the first * A different system has been forced upon the Americans — their State Prisons cannot be sufficiently praised. The leading principle of these is, that those who have forfeited their civil liberty by crimes which aimed at the vitality of the State, must contribute by their labours to its future welfare. The prisoners support themselves, and benefit the country. What are our prisons ? Receptacles of crime, laziness, and ignorance — until their inmates are draughted to contaminate a virgin people, whose land we have robbed, whose happiness we have de- stroyed. 318 NOTES. countries to which their ships conveyed them. The more greedy they were, the more they separated themselves from each other — they wished not to cultivate, but to lay waste. Those indeed were not true colonists.'* — Talleyrand. His name became an Echo where his bones remain! — p. 123. I beg to acknowledge the inaccuracy of this Alexandrine — admitting my inability to express the identical thought in more legitimate measure. Doctor Johnson criticising Dryden, observes, that the Alexandrine " is not always very diligently fabricated by him. It invariably requires a break at the sixth syllable ; a rule which the modern French poets never violate, but which Dryden sometimes neglected : — " And with paternal thunder vindicates his throne"* Great Mesachebe ! — p. 123. The Indian, and therefore true name of the Mississippi — I believe the word Mesachebe, or Mesciachebe, means King or Father of the Waters, I am not certain which. The Missouri has been described in the preceding Canto. The Mississippi, itself 1200 miles in length, is a tributary of the Missouri, which flowing from the Rocky Moun- tains, is met by the former 3000 miles from its source ; and by the time its primordial waters have reached the Gulph of Mexico, they have measured the enormous space of 4265 miles ! * Life of Dryden. NOTES. 319 And strike the River-King. — p. 124. " In those endless planes are seen promiscuously wander- ing, herds of four or five thousand wild buffaloes. Ever and anon an ancient Bison swims across the stream, and lays him down at ease upon the luxuriant herbage of some island of the Mesachebe. From his brow, armed with two half-moons — from his ancient and muddy beard, you would imagine him the bellowing emperor of the Stream, who proudly casts a glance of complacency over the vast expanse of its waves, and the wild abundance of its banks."* A Python from corruption sprung. — p. 124. A vile monster produced among others, after the Deluge, by the grumbling earth ilia quidem nollet. He was the most remarkable of all, sed te quoque maocime Python turn genuit — a terror to the natives, populisque vovis — an extra- ordinary foul beast, incognite serpens 1 Vast indeed was the space he occupied at one time, Qui modo pestifero tot jugera ventre prementem — but happily exterminated by Apollo, " Stravimus innumeris tumidum Pythona sagittis." and fed, Like Baal, hungry god ! $c. — p. 124. The Chaldean Baal, or Bel. The word means governor or lord. It is not known whether it was the Sun or * Attala. I have translated the above from the Italian, not having the original. I think there is a slight difference in a few of the words. 320 NOTES. Nimrod who was worshipped under that name. Daniel relates (Apoc.) his detection of the cheat of Bel's priests, who came every night through private doors, to eat what was offered to their deity. The worship of Baal was common to many of the Eastern nations, particularly the Phoenicians and Canaan- ites. It prevailed in the British islands. The god's name in Britain was Belin — hence the euphonious BelirCs gate, or Billingsgate at London. The god was imported into the British isles, most probably from the Phoenicians. Christianity has not succeeded in abolishing entirely the absurd practices that attended his worship. The subject is interesting, but irrelevant further than the allusion. Taylor's edition of Calmet's Dictionary of the Bible, con- tains a full account of the god, with a most expressive en- graving, viz. bulVs horns, ass's ears, low brow, grim look, and three stars to boot. Resign the field — the spear — the sheen of dag. — p. 125. Cur apricum Oderit campum, pattens pulveris atque solis ? Hor. Carm. Lib. L 8. And still where are the proofs that we believe ? <§-c. — p. 125. " But woe unto you, Scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites ! for ye shut up the kingdom of heaven against men : for ye neither go in gourselves, neither suffer ye them that are entering to go in. "Woe unto you, Scribes and Phari- sees, hypocrites ! for ye devour widow's houses, and for a pretence make long prayer: therefore ye shall receive greater damnation." St. Matt, xxiii. 13, 14. 321 Sent with his wives and little ones to mourn. — p. 125. Pellitur paternos In sinu f evens deos Et uxor, et vir, sordidosque natos. Hor. Carm. II. 18. Then seize his kingdom for our recompense, Qc. — p. 126. " It is only when the whiteman has destroyed, or de- based a large portion of the inhabitants of the New World, that he begins to inquire with more eager interest into the character and history of his predecessors in the possession of the soil. Races of men have undoubtedly disappeared before the civilizing influence of the white- man, even in Europe, and the same process has taken place in the New "World, and is now taking place in Van Dieman's Land. The whiteman covets the fertile lands which the native only roams over in pursuit of prey, or partially cultivates ; and the process of the occupation of the land when once begun by the European colonists, especially those of the Teutonic stock, is only limited by the nature of the soil and the climate. The native gra- dually recedes and disappears, till the whiteman has reached the boundaries of agricultural occupation, or till climate arrests his progress. Thus in North America, where the exclusive habits of the white colonist are intolerant of all modes of life but that which he prescribes, the Indian and he are mutual enemies ; and the disappearance of the aborigines has regularly continued, till, from the Atlantic to the Apalachian system, scarcely a vestige of the primi- tive races worth noticing is found : from the Apalachian to the borders of the lower Mississippi, the same history Y 322 NOTES. is rapidly in progress, and the western limits of the white- man's rule must be the rude plains which he cannot culti- vate. The Indian has been preserved in the two Americans, only where he has mingled with the whiteman, and partly adopted his habits ; or where impenetrable forests or cold inhospitable regions have protected, or where, as in the case of the Araucanos of Chili, his own courage has saved him from extermination. The islands of the Columbian Archipelago present the singular spectacle of a whole race of people that has disappeared within the limits of recent and authentic history : their place is occupied by the whiteman of Europe as the Master, and the blackman of Africa as the Slave ; — and who can say what may be the future revolutions in the history of these new occu- pants?"* A las ! as snow, spring-melted from the ground, They were, but are not ! — p. 126. Such was the comparison used by one of the Indian chiefs in his eloquent expostulation with the Americans. The work of extermination is still progressing, and ere long will be completed. " On the following day, as the morning dawned, my entertainers left me in order to follow their path in the wilderness. The young men took the lead, and the wives closed the rear. The former carried the holy relics, the latter their little ones : the old men marched slowly in the centre, stationed between their ancestors and their posterity — between those who were not, and those who were not yet+ — between remem- brances and hopes — a country lost, and a country to come. Oh ! how many tears embitter the wilderness when the exile leaves his natal soil, and from the top of the hill of * Penny Cycl. in voce America. + Quelli che non erano ancora. notes. 323 separation he beholds for the last time the roof where he was born, and the stream of his dwelling, which continues sorrowfully flowing through the solitary fields of his native land ! Unfortunate Indians ! You whom I have seen wandering in the wilds of the New World, with the ashes of your fathers ! You from whom I have re- ceived hospitality, notwithstanding your wretchedness ! I could not return that kindness to you, for I also, like you, am a wanderer — persecuted by men — and in my exile even less fortunate than yourselves, since I have not with me the bones of my fathers ! "* A Nemesis upon the bloody plain. — p. 131. tc Of the marble which the Persians had brought with them to erect a monument in memory of their expected victory, the Athenians now caused a statue to be made by the celebrated sculptor Phidias, to transmit to posterity the remembrance of their defeat. This statue was dedi- cated to the goddess Nemesis, who had a temple near the place." — Goldsm. See also Rollin and Barthel., for a de- scription of this battle, and the naval engagement alluded to. Her other half, $c— p. 132. Ah ! te mese si partem animae rapit Maturior vis," &c. — Hor. Carm. II. 17. * Chateaubriand, Atala. He was then flying from the tyranny of Bonaparte. The reader will find much interesting information on the Indian nations, in Murray's Travels, and Chateaubriand's Voyages, Atala, &c. T 2 324 NOTES. ■The hand Of god-creating Phidias, #c— -p. 133. " Phidias is said to have excelled more in the sculpture of gods than of men ; but in ivory he was far abpve every rival, even had he produced nothing but the Athenian Minerva, or the Olympian Jupiter in Elis, whose beauty seems to confer additional authority on the established religion of the country — so well did the majesty of the representation image the original." — Quintilian Instit. 1. 12, c. 10. No Zeuxis culls the beauties of the land, Qc. — p. 133. A celebrated painter. His " Helen " became famous. It was painted for the Agrigentines, but, according to Barthelemy was placed ultimately in the temple of Venus at Athens, whose suffrages he courted together with all the learned in the arts and sciences, who flourished about the time of the Peloponesian war. The Agrigentines, that he might not be without a model, sent him the most beautiful of their virgins. Zeuxis examined their native beauties, and retained five from whose elegance and graces united, he conceived in his mind the form of the most perfect woman in the universe, which his pencil at last executed with wonderful success. — See Lemp.; and Barthel. vol. I. p. 529, for the state of Greece at that time with regard to the arts and sciences. In reckless dithyrambics rolls along. — p. 134. " Seu per audaces nova dithyrambos Verba devolvit, numerisque fertur Lege solutis." — Hor. Carm. IV., 2. I am compelled to omit several remarks intended as notes to this Canto. The classic reader will easily perceive NOTES. 325 the allusions made in the text ; and I trust that, with what is given in the notes, the general reader will see the object of those allusions and their scope. For the various opinions of the ancients on Pindar, see Voyage oVAnachar- sis, vol. III. c. 34. Thespia was a town at the foot of Helicon, the mountain sacred to the Muses, who had a temple there. How grew to Fame the first historic tree ? — p. 134. Herodotus, the father of history, was born at Halicar- nassus in Asia Minor. He expelled the tyrant of his native city ; but his patriotic deed, far from gaining the esteem of the populace, only served to irritate them, so that Hero- dotus was obliged to fly into Greece, from the public resentment. To procure a lasting fame, he publicly repeated at the Olympic games the history which he had composed in his 39th year. b. c. 445. It was received with such universal applause, that the names of the nine Muses were unanimously given to the nine books into which it is divided.* Heaven blessed him with its Truth, $c. — p. 134. Plato's writings were so celebrated, and his opinions so respected, that he was called divine ; and for the elegance, melody, and sweetness of his expressions, he was desig- nated by the appellation of the Athenian Bee. His philo- sophy was universally adopted ; and it has not only governed the opinions of the speculative part of mankind, but it still continues to influence the reasoning, and to divide the sentiments of the moderns. + Fleury, the church-historian, says, that Plato was the only ancient * Lemp. f Ibid. 326 NOTES. philosopher, whose writings seem to be inspired with Christian humility. The poor blind King that Heaven and Earth chastise. — p. 134. See the CEdipus Coloneus of Sophocles — one of the most affecting of his tragedies. CEdipus is introduced as an exile (voluntary, or as some say, banished by his own sons) poor and blind, led by his daughter Antigone to Colonos, an eminence near Athens, where there was a grove sacred to the Furies. Called by a prophetic voice, he walked, without the assistance of a guide, to the spot where he was to expire. Immediately the earth opened, and CEdipus disappeared.* The Father's soul unbending to the blast. — p. 134. For he exclaims — " Srepyav yap at iraQai fit j^to %povog ^vvojv MaKpbg didaffKei, Kai to yevvalov, Tpirov." —Act I. Scene I. The Daughter's love. — p. 134. How tender the reply of the blind man's guide ! " (Ed.— KaQi%e vvv pe, Kai (pvXaaae rov rv.' n — Act IV. Scene II. In voiceless grief. — p. 348. " Uapkax* t\oic {StfinKiv, ovti irpog ttoXiv ttoXu. Tote fiev yap ndn, roigd'ev vor£p(pxP 0V V Ta TtpTrva TTiKpa yiverai, KavOig