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yond the sea; was it some, or all of these united, that hurried this forsaken company to their melancholy fate ?
-And is it possible that neither of these causes, that
not all combined, were able to blast this bud of hope ?-90 Is it possible, that from a beginning so feeble, so frail,
so worthy, not so much of admiration as of pity, there has
gone forth a progress so steady, a growth so wonderful, an expansion so ample, a reality so important, a promise, yet to be fulfilled, so glorious ? Evereit.
56. The Progress of Poesy.
Or where Mæander's amber waves 5 In ling’ring lab'rinths creep,
How do your tuneful echoes languish,
Inspiration breath'd around ;
Murmur'd deep a solemn sound:
Alike they scorn the pomp of tyrant pow'r, 15 And coward vice, that revels in her chains.
When Latium had her lofty spirit lost,
In thy green lap was nature's darling laid, 20 What time, where lucid Avon stray'd,
To him the mighty mother did unveil
This pencil take, (she said,) whose colors clear 25 Richly paint the vernal year ;
Thine too these golden keys, immortal boy!
30 Nor second he, that rose sublime
Upon the seraph wings of ecstasy,
The living throne, the sapphire blaze, 35 Where angels tremble while they gaze,
He saw ; but, blasted with excess of light,
Wide o'er the fields of glory bear 40 Two coursers of etherial race, With necks in thunder cloth’d, and long resounding pace.
Hark, his hands the lyre explore !
Scatters from her pictured urn
But ah ! 'tis heard no more
Nor the pride nor ample pinion, 50 That the Theban eagle bear,
Sailing with supreme dominion
Such forms as glitter in the muse's ray,
Yet shall he mount, and keep his distant way
I had a dream, which was not all a dream.
Rayless, and pathless, and the icy earth
Morn came, and went—and came, and brought no day,
Were chill'd into a selfish prayer for light: 10 And they did live by watchfires-and the thrones,
The palaces of crowned kings-the huts,
And men were gather'd round their blazing homes 15 To look once more into each other's face ;
Happy were those who dwelt within the eye
Forests were set on fire-but hour by hour
Extinguish'd with a crash-and all was black.
The flashes fell upon them; some lay down
Their chins upon their clenched hands, and smild ;
With mad disquietude on the dull sky,
And flap their useless wings; the wildest brutes 35 Came tame and tremulous; and vipers crawl'd
And twined themselves among the multitude;
Did glut himself again ;-a meal was bought 40 With blood, and each sat sullenly apart
Gorging himself in gloom : no love was left ;
Of famine fed upon all entrails—men 45 Died, and their bones were tombless as their flesh;
The meagre by the meagre were devour'd,
The birds and beasts and famish'd men at bay, 50 Till hunger clung them, or the drooping dead
Lured their lank jaws : himself sought out no food,
Which answer'd not with a caress--he died. 55 The crowd was famish'd by degrees; but two
Of an enormous city did survive,
Where had been heap'd a mass of holy things 60 For an unholy usage; they raked up,
And shivering scraped with their cold skeleton hands
Which was a mockery ; then they lifted up 65 Their eyes as it grew lighter, and beheld
Each other's aspects-saw, and shriek’d, and died-
Famine had written Fiend. The world was void, 70 The populous and the powerful was a lump,
Seasonless, herbless, treeless, manless, lifeless-
And nothing stirred within their silent depths ; 75 Ships sailorless lay rotting on the sea,
And their masts fell down piecemeal; as they dropp'd
The moon their mistress had expired before ; 80 The winds were wither'd in the stagnant air,
And the clouds perish'd ; Darkness had no need
The land is not wholly free from the contamination of a traffic, at which every feeling of humanity must forever revolt-I mean the African slave trade. Neither public sentiment, nor the law, has hitherto been able entirely
5 to put an end to this odious and abominable trade. At
the moment when God, in his mercy, has blessed the Christian world with an universal peace, there is reason to fear, that, to the disgrace of the Christian name and
character, new efforts are making for the extension of 10 this trade, by subjects and citizens of Christian states
in whose hearts no sentiment of humanity or justice inhabits, and over whom neither the fear of God nor the fear of man exercises a control. In the sight of
our law, the African slave trader is a pirate and a felon ; 15 and, in the sight of heaven, an offender far beyond the ordinary depth of human guilt
. There is no brighter part of our history, than that which records the measures which have been adopted by the government, at
an early day, and at different times since, for the sup20 pression of this traffic; and I would call on all the true
sons of New England, to co-operate with the laws of man, and the justice of heaven. If there be within the extent of our knowledge or influence, any participation
in this traffic, let us pledge ourselves here, to extirpate 25 and destroy it. It is not fit, that the land of the Pil
grims should bear the shame longer. I hear the sound of the hammer, I see the smoke of the furnaces where manacles and fetters are still forged for human limbs.
I see the visages of those, who by stealth, and at mid30 night, labor in this work of hell, foul and dark, as
may become the artificers of such instruments of mis-' ery and torture. Let the spot be purified, or let it cease to be of New-England. Let it be purified, or let
it be set aside from the Christian world ; let it be put 35 out of the circle of human syinpathies and human re
gards, and let civilized man henceforth have no communion with it.
I would invoke those who fill the seats of justice,
and all who minister at her altar, that they execute the 40 wholesome and necessary severity of the law. I invoke
the ministers of our religion, that they proclaim its denunciation of those crimes, and add its solemn sanctions to the authority of human laws. If the pulpit be silent
whenever, or wherever, there may be a sinner bloody 45 with this guilt within the hearing of its voice, the pul