THE BANKS OF THE DOVE.
By MICHAEL THOMAS SADLER, ESQ. M.P. (Written on leaving my native Village in early youth.)
ADIEU to the banks of the Dove!
My happiest moments are flown;
I must leave the retreats that I love,
For scenes far remote and unknown:
But wherever my lot may be cast,
Whatever my fortunes may prove,
I shall dwell on the days that are past,
And sigh for the banks of the Dove.
Ye friends of my earliest youth,
From you how reluctant I part!
Your friendship was founded on truth,
And shall ne'er be erased from my heart:
Companions perhaps I may find,
But where shall I meet with such love?
With attachments so lasting and kind,
As I have on the banks of the Dove?
Thou sweet little village farewell !
Every object around thee is dear;
Every woodland, and meadow, and dell,
Where I wandered for many a year :
These scenes which could rapture impart,
These seats of contentment and love,
And thee! the dear home of my heart
I leave; and the banks of the Dove!
By JOHN CLARE, the Northamptonshire Peasant.
MAJESTIC pile! thy rich and splendid tower
O'erlooks the ocean with aspiring pride,
Daring the insults rude of wind and shower,
And greeting them with presence dignified.
Firm as a rock yet seems thy massy power,-
Though thou hast seen Pride's mightiest thrust aside,
And ages crumble at thy feet in dust,
And the proud sea claims as her rightful dower
Wrecks of its thousand ships, to hold in trust
As dark oblivion's harvest of the storm ;-
Yet waves may lash, and the loud hurricane
Threaten thy cloud-capt dwelling, and deform
The sky in glooms around thee:-all is vain;
Empires may pass away, but thou'lt remain.
Smiling in sunshine as the storm frowns by,
Whose dreadful rage seem'd to thy quiet thrall
As small birds' twitterings that beneath thee fly:
Winds call aloud, and they may louder call;
For deaf to danger's voice, sublime and grand
Thou towerest in thy old majesty o'er all.
Tempests, that break the tall mast like a wand,
Howl their rage weary round thee, and no more
mpression make, than summer winds that bow
The little trembling weeds upon thy wall.
Lightnings have play'd around thy brow of yore,
And left no footmarks:-so it seemeth now,
Time proudly spares thee till that doom is hurl'd
That sears the ocean dry and wrecks the world.
I come to thee, O Earth!
With all my gifts :-for every flower sweet dew,
In bell, and urn, and chalice, to renew
Not one which glimmering lies
Far amidst folding hills or forest leaves,
But, through its veins of beauty, so receives
A spirit of fresh dyes.
I come with every star:
Making thy streams, that on their noon-day track Gave but the moss, the reed, the lily back, Mirrors of worlds afar.
I come with peace: I shed
Sleep through thy wood-walks o'er the honey-bee, The lark's triumphant voice, the fawn's young glee,
The hyacinth's meek head.
On my own heart I lay
The weary babe, and sealing with a breath.
Its eyes of love, send fairy dreams, beneath
The shadowing lids to play.
I come with mightier things!
Who calls me silent ?-I have many tones-
The dark skies thrill with low mysterious moans
Borne on my sweeping wings.
From the deep organ of the forest shades,
Or buried streams, unheard amid their glades,
Till the bright day is done.
But in the human breast
A thousand still small voices 1 awake,
Strong in their sweetness from the soul to shake
I bring them from the past:
From true hearts broken; gentle spirits torn,
From crush'd affections, which though long o'erborne,
Make their tone heard at last.
I bring them from the tomb :
O'er the sad couch of late repentant love,
They pass though low as murmurs of a dove,
Like trumpets through the gloom.
I come with all my train;
Who calls me lonely?-Hosts around me tread,
Th' intensely bright, the beautiful, the dread-
Phantoms of heart and brain.
Looks from departed eyes,
These are my lightnings! fill'd with anguish vain,
Or tenderness too piercing to sustain,
They smite with agonies.
Shut the dim violet, hush the woodland song,
I am th' Avenging One!-the Arm'd, the Strong,
The searcher of the soul!
Through slumbering leaves, bring storms-the tempest birth Of Memory, Thought, Remorse:-be holy Earth
[N.B. The figures with crotchets refer to the History.]
A BERDEEN, earl of, his correspondence
with the marquis of Barbacena, rela-
tive to the interference of Great Bri-
tain on Miguel's declaring himself
king, 435
Accidents: fire in a mine at Wanlock
Head, 67; fall of a room at the
Norfolk Arms, Hyde, thirty persons
killed, ib.; six persons killed at the
Methodist chapel, Hermandwike, 77;
five houses crushed by fall of a rock,
at Nottingham, ib.; explosion of the
'Fulton, American steam frigate,
102; explosion of a powder-mill,
Hounslow-heath, 104: woman and
child suffocated in a privy, 129; the
'Patrick' steam-vessel injured by
a hurricane, 138; the 'Dolphin,
convict-ship, sunk, and many convicts
drowned, 178; fall of one of the bells
at St. Sepulchre's, 182; a boat cut
in halves by a whale, 185; four per-
sons drowned in fording the Clyde in
a cart, 186; [See also Fires.]
Acts of parliament, list of, 274
Adelaide, the, case of, for slave-trading,
Adrianople, treaty of, between Turkey
and Russia, [219]
Aerostation, Mr. Green's ascent at
Bristol, 103
Algiers, its quarrel with France, [172];
French expedition against, [173]
Amphitheatre, at Arles, 33
Anticoste, number of dead bodies disco-
vered at, 115
Antiquities: discovery of a grand man-
sion at Herculaneum, 21; amphi-
theatre at Arles, 33; two episcopal
stone-coffins, Chichester cathedral,
Arles, amphitheatre at, 33
ing Geo. Green, his fellow-appren-
tice, 136; T. Churchyard, man-
slaughter, 306
Cork: Leary and others, conspiracy to
murder Mr. Low, &c. 359
Exeter: Kezia Wescombe and Richard
Quaintance, poisoning Samuel Wes-
combe, 142
Lancaster: J. Latimer, murder of G.
Howorth, 54; Thomas Buxton, &c.
for conspiring to effect a marriage
with Miss Hickson, 297
Leeds: Hannah Atherton, child-steal-
ing, 92
Lewes: the King v. Philp, cruelty to a
servant, 86
Leicester: Trimmer & lord Hunting-
tower, 324
Middlesex: H. Milbourne, falsely act-
ing as an attorney, 36
Newcastle: Jane Jameson, parricide,
Nottingham: J. Moore, stealing two
rabbits, 84
Norwich: John Stratford, poisoning
John Burgess, 140
Old Bailey Clements, &c. piracy, 68;
Esther Hibner, &c. murder, 71; M.
Jacobs, arson, 74; A. Finlayson,
stealing sir W. Beechey's plate, 105;
E. M. Van Butchell, manslaughter,
Oxford: S. Berry, stealing a pig, 44
Tyrone: T. Read, &c. murder of J.
O'Neill, 150
Winchester: J. Stacey, murder, 320
York: Miles v. Cattle, &c. to recover
loss of a travelling bag, 65; J. Mar-
tin, setting fire to York Minster, 301
Atheist, a person declaring himself one,
not admitted as evidence on trial, 15
Army, French, return of the number of Baird, sir David, death of, 242
Arndt, Von, death of, 210
Arson, trial of Moses Jacobs for, 74
Assizes and Sessions :-
Aylesbury: W. Dowsett, burglary in
the house of the Rev. T. Jones, 46
Bury St. Edmund's: W. Vialls, wound-
Bankes, Mr. G., speech against the Ca-
tholic Relief Bill, [41]
Barrup, Benj. trial for attempt to mur-
der Mary Mortlock, 13
Beechey, sir W., his plate stolen, and
afterwards restored, by a servant,
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