The wretch who lent me thus for gain, True, I was not to virtue train'd, My husband died, and now no more My smile was sought, or ask'd my hand, A widow'd vagrant, vile and poor, Ceaseless I roved the country round, Though poor, and abject, and despised, At length for arts like these confined And there my long-lost daughter knew; His father's child, whom Aaron gave She knew my name—we met in pain, This is that heir to shame and pain, Yet, could I bear to see her die, No! though the fate thy mother knew Yet as the dark and muddy tide, Flows in a clear and happy course; In thee, dear infant! so may end Our shame, in thee our sorrows cease! And thy pure course will then extend, In floods of joy, o'er vales of peace. Oh! by the GOD who loves to spare, Make her yet spotless soul your care, And punish whom 't were sin to save! MAGISTRATE. Recall the word, renounce the thought, Command thy heart and bend thy knee. There is to all a pardon brought, A ransom rich, assured and free; 'Tis full when found, 't is found if sought, Oh! seek it, till 'tis seal'd to thee. VAGRANT. But how my pardon shall I know? MAGISTRATE. By feeling dread that 't is not sent, By tears for sin that freely flow, By grief, that all thy tears are spent, U 2 By thoughts on that great debt we owe, "MY SAVIOUR, I REPENT!" (') (1) ["The Hall of Justice, or the story of the Gypsy Convict, is very nervous, very shocking,- and very powerfully represented. It is written with very unusual power of language, and shows Mr. Crabbe to have great mastery over the tragic passions of pity and horror." - JEFFREY.] WOMAN! MR. LEDYARD, AS QUOTED BY MUNGO PARKE IN HIS TRAVELS INTO AFRICA "To a Woman I never addressed myself in the language of decency and "friendship, without receiving a decent and friendly answer. If I was 'hungry or thirsty, wet or sick, they did not hesitate, like Men, to "perform a generous action: in so free and kind a manner did they " contribute to my relief, that if I was dry, I drank the sweetest draught; " and if hungry, I ate the coarsest morsel with a double relish." PLACE the white man on Afric's coast, And paint their very demons white: To soothe the woes they cannot feel, And weep for those she cannot heal: From all her stores, she bears a part, |